inspire-indiana Chapter 260: Heavenly Gate God, Saint Patriarch, the whole world looks at one person
Chapter 260: Heavenly Gate God, Saint Patriarch, the whole world looks at one person
Dead, finally dead.
Lu Mingyuan looked at the "Python Swallowing Dragon" fate in front of him, his consciousness was out of his body, quite trance.
Then he couldn't help but exhale a breath of turbid air. After the highly concentrated and tense mind, he was extremely tired, not only physically, but also mentally.
The fate of the dragon that controls the fate of the Great Yan country looks majestic, but in fact it consumes a lot of energy, is extremely harsh on the body, and is very strong, so it cannot be used frequently.
Just ask, the fate of the entire Great Yan is pressed on one person, even if no one can bear it.
Fortunately, he has entered the realm of martial saints, which can avoid the occurrence of such side effects.
But all this is worth it.
Lu Mingyuan stood in the void, overlooking the vast land, staring at the magnificent capital in front of him, like the dragon's spine of a giant dragon, and he breathed a sigh of relief again.
He spit out all the depression he had suffered during this period of time.
From today on, he is the emperor of this country.
After a moment of silence, Lu Mingyuan looked at the direction of the sky in the north, as if there was an elegant old man in a blue Confucian robe, with gray hair and slightly frosted temples, sitting under a tree playing chess and smiling at him calmly.
Lu Mingyuan's eyes were blank and he said, "Mr. Qi, I did what you said."
After speaking, he bowed to the north and wrote.
Sir, don't worry.
As long as I, Lu Mingyuan, am here, I will definitely let you come back to the world!
Dead, the emperor is dead.
Civil and military officials stood in the dragon wall square in front of Shengming Palace, staring at the sky in a daze.
In their minds, scenes of major events that happened during the Yong'an period flashed through their minds. The majestic Emperor Yong'an sat on the dragon throne and reprimanded the ministers with a voice that was powerful without anger. Everyone was silent and dared not look up. It was such an old emperor who had been in the court for 69 years, but he died at the hands of his most respected son.
Yuan Xuangang was also looking out. This old man who knew his fate had an extremely complicated expression on his face and eyes.
The emperor was dead. No matter how angry or opposed he was, it would be useless.
He looked out quietly, staring at the position of the dragon throne, and could not let it go for a long time. Perhaps he was reminiscing about the scenes he had experienced during his more than 30 years in power.
All the ministers were like this. They looked at each other in silence, immersed in the moment when the emperor's life was ended.
The prince killed the emperor!
In the more than 300 years since the founding of Dayan, except for the time when Emperor Taizu exterminated the Great Zhou and cleared the rebels, no emperor in this palace had been killed in public!
Emperor Yong'an may be the first emperor in the history of Dayan to be killed in public above the palace.
What happened today will definitely leave a strong mark in the history books.
At this moment, in the palace, the Lion Frost National Master and the Cihang Fairy Sui Yuqing stood in the wind, their Taoist robes fluttering.
The wind lifted her hair, brushed the cinnabar on her forehead, and stroked her beautiful face. She finally breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.
Although this battle had twists and turns, it finally won.
Lu Mingyuan.
This is a strange man. Even she has to admire and respect him sometimes.
While she sighed, she felt a little heavy.
The death of Emperor Yong'an is just the beginning. The various aftermath issues that followed are the top priority.
As Yuan Xuangang said, the death of the old emperor will have an indelible impact on the entire pattern of the Middle Earth.
It is mainly divided into two aspects.
One is the explanation to the internal affairs of the Great Yan Dynasty, including officials of the various states and counties, the army of various places, the people of various places, and the monks of various sects.
No matter what the result is, an explanation must be given to the people of the world.
Whether to be open and honest or to conceal something is what His Royal Highness the Crown Prince needs to consider.
If there is a mistake, it will also lose the hard-won people's hearts.
The local government needs to be appeased and not let them panic. Only in this way can the court be helped, the hearts of the people are stabilized, and demons from all over the country are not allowed to cause trouble.
The domestic conflicts may be the lightest, and the more serious one is the second aspect.
The covetousness and jealousy from all sides.
As long as the old emperor is in power for one day, he can deter the four sides of the villains. With the former military achievements and merits of Emperor Yong'an, the Yong'an prosperity opened up has kept the Middle Earth peaceful for a long time without the outbreak of war.
It was not until recent years that the balance was broken.
Now that Emperor Yong'an is dead, the major dynasties will inevitably be ready to move.
Once the tiger in the mountain dies, no matter who it is, they will want to try who is the master of the mountain.
Then there is the new emperor of Dayan.
For the current capital, the most important thing is the new emperor's enthronement.
A country cannot be without a monarch for a day. The enthronement of the new emperor is the premise of everything. Only when the new emperor ascends the throne can the four directions and other countries be truly stabilized. If the Great Yan Dynasty is leaderless and the major dynasties are eyeing it, then the Great Yan Dynasty will surely be doomed.
Only after His Royal Highness the Crown Prince ascends the throne can he integrate his forces to fight against the Wilderness Demon Clan and the Holy Dark Demon Clan.
The current Great Yan Dynasty has just encountered a change and has just fought with the Holy Dark. Both sides have invested a huge amount of troops and manpower, which is the best time for the Wilderness Demon Clan to invade.
"Anyway, this matter has been settled, and this cold palace prince has finally made it."
Sui Yuqing walked out of the deep palace and looked at the man above the square with a faint smile.
"This dog emperor is finally dead."
On the other side, everyone in the Wujian Party, every leader, showed a relieved smile, feeling both excited and excited, and wanted to shout a few times to express their inner joy.
Once Emperor Yong'an dies, their Infernal Affairs Party can get rid of the skin of the underground organization.
From now on, the Infernal Affairs Party is the official organization.
With His Highness the Crown Prince here, no matter what the Infernal Affairs Party does, there will be no obstacles and their power will be further expanded.
No longer have to worry about being arrested by the court.
Change your body, change your clothes.
Directly from a mouse surviving in the darkness, it became a python in the sun.
Luo Ying didn't say anything. She stared at Lu Mingyuan's back, lost in thought. She didn't expect that a simple cooperation in the past would produce such a big reward.
After all, at the beginning, she just wanted to use the East Palace to escape from the pursuit of the White Lotus Ancient Sect.
Who would have thought that they would directly become a regular army later on.
True Buddha Zen Master Jiang Shan, a monk in white clothes, clasped his hands, bowed his head slightly, and remained silent, seeming to be thinking about how to spread Buddhist classics to every corner of Dayan.
Of course, not everyone is in a happy mood.
"Waste! What a waste!"
In a small courtyard somewhere in the imperial city, Xun Yu, the Imperial Master of the Southern Zhou Dynasty, who was in the body of the Ninth Prince Lu Yunhuang, was shouting at the top of his lungs, hating iron but not steel, and said:
"Emperor Yong'an is a waste. He has been planning for so many years and left so many back-ups, but they all ended up being left to the dogs. He was killed so easily by a cold palace boy who had practiced martial arts for less than three years, and his soul was killed together. , the body dies and the Tao disappears.”
obviously.
Seeing that Lu Mingyuan was in trouble, he ousted Emperor Yong'an from the throne. Not only did he become notorious, he also took the throne of Dayan.
Xun Yu was very reluctant and even a little jealous.
He has longed for Great Yan's national destiny for many years, but has never had the opportunity to get into it because Emperor Yong'an has been guarding him.
Otherwise, he would not have invested in the second prince, Lu Guangjing.
He just wants to use Lu Yunqing to win the position of prince and covet the throne, so that he can hinder him, steal the fate of the country of Dayan, and rival the ancient saints.
He was severely injured by the Soldier Saint. This ray of soul was incomplete and could only reside in Lu Yunhuang's body. He had no way to take action himself.
If Emperor Yong'an could be more stable and use that forbidden power, he could kill Lu Mingyuan.
He has the confidence to last until the day this country falls.
It's a pity that Emperor Yong'an failed to do it and was knocked down by Lu Mingyuan.
His first plan came to nothing.
If two dragons fight, one of them will die.
Lu Mingyuan defeated Lu Yunqing in the question game, which was what he expected.
Sitting on a mountain and watching tigers fight, the fisherman will benefit.
But Emperor Yong'an failed to defeat Lu Mingyuan, allowing the boy to successfully monopolize Great Yan's national destiny.
Emperor Yong'an thought that he and Empress Da Ming were the only two people in the world who knew about the divine beads.
In fact, there was one other person who knew.
It was him Xun Yu.
If it weren't for him, how would Empress Da Ming give this thing to Emperor Yong'an for safekeeping as a mortgage.
If it weren't for this mortgage, how could Emperor Yong'an discover the secret of immortality in the divine bead.
Everything is just the fluctuation of people's hearts.
After all, even an emperor could not refuse the temptation of immortality.
"Sir, what should we do next?"
The honest and mediocre Lu Yunhuang's first reaction was one of shock when he saw that his imperial brother really won this battle.
But then I remembered the changes in my husband's evaluation of Lu Mingyuan.
He just knew.
In fact, my husband also misjudged it at first.
Lu Mingyuan is not only his Sixth Emperor brother.
He is also a respectable opponent.
"Don't panic, wait and see what happens."
Xun Yu's plain voice sounded, and he looked at the position of the palace with his soul, and said in a deep tone: "When Emperor Yong'an was there, the prestige was still there, and the world could still maintain stability. Now that the emperor is dead, the world is in chaos. He, Lu Mingyuan, is a dragon or an insect. , it is still unclear whether Dayan can continue to go forward. "
"After a year of warming up, it's time for me to take action myself."
Just as everyone was sighing, a loud noise was suddenly heard from the sky.
"boom!"
I heard a roar coming from the sky in the nine-day sky, and everyone was shocked and quickly raised their heads.
Many great spiritual masters hidden in the clouds could not help but reveal their figures. They looked at the position of the sky with a solemn look on their faces.
I saw a bright divine bead appearing at the place where Emperor Yong'an died, with a dark glow, like a dark moon.
The Divine Pearl was originally an ownerless thing, but at this moment it was being pulled and headed straight for the Heavenly Gate.
The illusory Heavenly Gate is like the illusory Heavenly Palace in a dream, looming and looming.
In just such a moment, Lu Mingyuan discovered that countless auras appeared in the sky.
They were all bystanders of this war, or neutrals. For various reasons, they did not take action, but waited for the result.
Now that the battle is over and the mutant disciples are born, they can't just sit back and watch, so they reveal their figures one after another.
A series of figures with unfathomable Qi machines flew out and landed on the Great Flame Dragon Wall.
They come from different forces, some are dressed in various colors of Confucian robes, have upright temperaments, and are of different ages. They wear gentleman's swords on their waists. They are high-spirited young Confucian scholars, old and gray old men holding qin, their eyes are as deep as a thousand-year-old cold pool, and they are holding bamboo flutes. middle-aged man.
The clear old man at the head, dressed in purple robes, looks across the sky. He has an elegant and easy-going temperament, meticulous forehead hair, and slender white beard under his chin. He has a sense of elegance and unfathomable energy, as if he has insight into everything in the world.
Some carry radiant halos, some have swaying robes, and some come with swords.
Among these Qi practitioners, there is one who is in the middle and has a unique temperament.
There is a sun disk suspended behind him, and six blazing red black blades stand around the disk. His clothes and belt are fluttering, like a god.
This handsome man with fluttering blue robes descended from the sky and stood between heaven and earth. His whole body was filled with a layer of white mist, like the mist of a large lake or the strong wind on the top of a mountain. The pattern of the flame bird on his robe was extremely bright, and his black hair was scattered. She is full of energy, floating in the breeze, and extremely free and unrestrained.
The flames surrounding him were like red dragons, swimming rapidly and fiercely. Once the filthy demonic energy lingering in the sky over the palace met this great Yang energy, it dissipated instantly.
Not only people from the Confucian temple, Taoist sects, but also Buddhists also sent people here.
On a cloud in the west, there are many Arhats with golden bodies and different postures standing on them. The leader is a Bodhisattva sitting cross-legged on a golden lotus and holding a jade purification bottle.
She has a five-knot bun on her head, a rosy face, and gentle eyes, just like the warmest sunshine in the world, which can shine into people's hearts and wash away their worries.
Many powers came to confirm one thing.
Outside the gate of heaven, the gods are still there!
Who is guarding Tianmen and preventing the ancient gods from coming?
In the palace square, the sky and the earth are clear and bright.
There is no priority in the standing position. Everyone stands roughly in a circle, including the Confucian sages, the two chief and deputy leaders of the Confucian temple, including the priests of the three university palaces, the mountain chiefs of the major academies, and the seniors of hundreds of schools of thought.
The major sect masters, the real people and true kings of the Blessed Land Cave Heaven, the heavenly kings and Tao kings of the Tao Alliance, the land immortals who soar in the clouds and the mist, and the sword immortals of the Ascension Realm.
The God of Mountains and Rivers, the Lord of the Five Mountains and the Lord of the Great Lakes, sent his incarnation to find out.
Everyone's vision wandered around, and they all looked at it.
He knew the identity of the person at the scene.
All the saints, ancestors, Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and master mountain masters from all over the Middle Earth are gathered here.
I am just worried that the gods in the sky will come to the world again.
How can the vast world that humans have spent thousands of years striving for be coveted by the gods?
So, here they come.
The most powerful people in the world are here.
In the center of Longbi Square in Dayan Palace, a man in a golden python suit walked out holding a long black sword. He had an extraordinary handsome appearance, sharp eyebrows, and bright eyes. He murmured:
"Senior Wei, what you said, I put my luck to use, and now I think it's come true."
"As you once said, when I am lucky enough to reach the twelfth realm that day, I will know that a drop of a mayfly can see the world, that the world will be shaken, and that I will know the peak of martial arts. I will definitely live up to your expectations."
Lu Mingyuan looked at the gradually disappearing Tianmen, raised his hands, held the knife down, and said loudly:
"Farewell to Senior Wei!!!"
As soon as he said this, all the eyes on the square looked over.
Above the sky, a clear laughter echoed in response:
"Hahaha!"
"Not bad."
"Sajia, let's go."
I saw the phantom of the Cloud Palace Qiong Tower on the thirty-third heaven above the sky, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
As if nothing happened.
There is only a legend of a legendary warrior guarding Tianmen.