The national teacher does not practice

Take back our empire... When Ji Ping'an said these words, the God Emperor was in a daze for a moment, and then he understood what he meant. His eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn't hide his excitement: "Are you sure?"

When Yu and Hang met for the first time, they had already discussed taking back the throne of the Great Zhou Dynasty, but they were still too weak at that time, so they could only think about it.

After Ji Ping'an's "death", the God-Emperor was at a low point for a long time, and he lost his ambition to regain the throne.

In the next six months, seeing the inaction of the imperial court, the God-Emperor jumped out of anger. However, without the help of the Imperial Master, it was obvious that he and a few divine generals could not make a difference.

But now, the national master is back.

"By this time, those who held the summit should have arrived outside the palace."

Ji Ping'an said, and after the words fell, everyone was attracted by a low roar, like a plane flying in the sky, and turned to look in the direction of the palace.

All he saw was a huge, thin and silky golden formation like an inverted glass bowl, covering the entire palace, making it impregnable.

High in the sky, powerful figures could be faintly seen.

"Imperial City Formation..." The God-Emperor's eyes showed nostalgia, and he was not angry but happy, "You persuade them to besiege my unscrupulous descendants together?"

Ji Ping'an grunted and narrated what happened in as concise language as possible. Both the God Emperor and Jian Zheng were shocked when they heard that it was difficult to digest such a huge amount of information.

But the God Emperor was used to wind and rain, so he simply rubbed his temples:

"So, what to do next? I don't want to pass by, just the conclusion."

Ji Ping'an said: "Yuan Qing was burdened with the fate of the country. Xin Yaoguang and others did not dare to attack. Now they are just besieging but not attacking. If we want to regain the imperial power without losing blood and without destroying the fate of the country, we have to rely on you to step forward."

The God-Emperor understood instantly. Seeing that the supervisor next to him was a little confused, the God-Emperor smiled and explained:

"The national destiny of the Great Zhou Dynasty is tied to the Dragon Vein, and the Dragon Vein is connected to the throne. It stands to reason that in order for this power to be transferred and handed over, a coronation ceremony must be held. With the knowledge of all the people, it can be transferred through the coronation ceremony... This is what I said to the National Preceptor back then. Rules set together.

But... these rules are naturally given to future generations. I imprinted my soul on the dragon vein back then, and I am also the only master of the dragon vein.

It was only after his death that he had to transfer it through a ceremony. Now that he has returned, he can naturally get it back. "

It's just a back door for myself... Jian Zheng complained in his heart, and then said curiously:

"Since Your Majesty has such authority, why hasn't he..."

The God Emperor looked embarrassed and said:

"Although I am the master of the dragon vein, the dragon vein is invisible and has no quality, and it is not a yellow dog raised in the palace. I will come when I call it. Previously, the unscrupulous descendants of Yuan Qing were so powerful. If I take it by force, I am afraid that I will not be able to catch it. Only when Yuan Qing is suppressed will he have a chance."

As he said this, he felt embarrassed and changed the topic. He noticed Liuli who was silent. He blinked and looked at Ji Ping'an again:

"You two are..."

The God-Emperor who once ruled the Three Palaces and Sixth Court was quite sensitive to matters between men and women.

Liuli pretended not to hear, her eyes looked at her nose, and her nose looked at her heart.

Ji Ping'an coughed lightly, raised his hand, and threw the bronze sword and armor he had captured from Crown Prince Daqian in the star fragment space to the God Emperor:

"Don't waste time, go to the house and put on your clothes and get ready. We will enter the palace right now."

When the God-Emperor entered the room with the weapon he had been so obsessed with, Ji Ping'an looked at Jian Zheng, whose body was illusory, as if covered with a layer of starlight, and said:

"Over there in Yuhang..."

Jian Zheng glanced at Liuli and said, "Everyone has been notified."

Ji Pingan nodded. He had no hope of hiding such a big news from the outside world, so he simply informed the people close to him.

He also ordered the monks on the Yuhang side to strategically shrink in advance to prevent the Buddhists from attacking madly, and wait until the God-Emperor regains his throne.

"You can just wait here." He added.

Because he was worried about something happening on the Lanzhou battlefield, the Jian Zheng in front of him was not his "original body", but a clone condensed by Xing Guan, with limited power.

Qin Tianjianzheng: "Please obey the law."

He had waited for this day for too long.

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At the same time, the entire imperial city fell into panic.

Accompanied by the light golden light mask, it is activated to isolate the inside and outside.

Countless maids and guards in the palace, including ministers in the imperial city's official offices, all hurriedly walked out of the building and gathered in the square. They looked up at the sky. The great monks who circled the imperial city and were suspended in the sky were panicked. At a loss.

"What happened?"

"Isn't that the Taoist leader? There are also immortal masters from various sects?"

"Isn't a summit being held at this time? Why are you surrounding the palace?"

These powerful figures in the mortal world, who hold high positions and control countless lives and deaths, are trembling with fear at the moment and have no idea what is happening.

They just subconsciously hugged each other for warmth, and some tried to find the emperor.

It was in the imperial study room of Qianqing Palace in front of everyone.

Wearing a five-clawed dragon robe, a crown on his head, a jade seal hanging from his waist, and slightly white temples, Emperor Yuan Qing strode out with a majestic air.

His face was extremely ugly, but there was a white turbulent flow of luck surrounding him.

"His Majesty!"

The eunuchs and guards who came to the door saluted one after another, and after hearing the news, all the imperial guards and imperial ministers came to see him.

It seems to have a backbone.

Emperor Yuan Qing looked up at the sky and saw the majestic imperial city bathed in the light spots of the formation, and figures standing outside the cover.

"How brave!"

Emperor Yuan Qing shouted sharply. At this moment, the jade seal around the waist of this mortal emperor flashed, and the Ancestral Temple shook. Waves of invisible material national destiny gathered towards him, vaguely condensed into a dragon shape around his body, and slowly coiled around.

Emperor Yuan Qing took a step forward and stepped on the almost transparent dragon, soaring upwards.

In the blink of an eye, he rose to the sky, glaring at Xin Yaoguang and others through the large barrier:

"Are you colluding with the enemy country and intending to rebel?!"

His voice was as loud as thunder, and he suppressed his anger and locked his gaze on the most powerful female Taoist leader: "Xin Yaoguang! Tell me!"

This change was beyond Yuan Qing's expectation. On what was originally a beautiful day, while eating hot pot and singing songs, there was a roar and people surrounded him.

How can you not be frightened and angry?

Xin Yaoguang and others were suspended in the air, with the magic weapons around them ready to go, but their expressions were calm. At this moment, seeing Yuan Qing appear, the female swordsman's voice was illusive and her expression was natural:

"Your Majesty, please calm down. We are here today just to petition for the common people of the world and for the future of the Great Zhou Dynasty."

"Petition?" Emperor Yuan Qing was stunned for a moment. If he had had his past temper, he would have already ordered action at this moment.

But when faced with the five major factions joining forces, although he had the advantage, he was still wary and asked in anger.

Dean Chen echoed: "Yes. Now the war has reached half a year, but there has been no progress. It seems to have been going on for a long time, which is really a waste of people and money..."

Lao Chen is worthy of being a great scholar. He takes the moral high ground when he opens his mouth and talks a lot eloquently.

The general meaning is that this war has been going on for too long, the people are miserable, the dynasty has been dragged down by the war, but there is no hope of victory in the war...

And all of this was because the imperial court was not in a good position to fight and the appointment of the emperor was unclear... In short, the blame was placed on Emperor Yuan Qing.

In fact, this argument is not new. Emperor Yuan Qing deliberately wanted to avoid war. This was felt by many ministers in the court.

In the past six months, there were also some criticisms submitted to the Imperial Academy, but Emperor Yuan Qing turned a deaf ear and kept fooling around.

This attitude had already aroused dissatisfaction among some courtiers, who felt that the emperor's attitude was indeed a sign of cowardice. Coupled with the status of Yunhuai Academy as a "holy place" in the minds of scholars all over the world, when Dean Chen said what he said, not to mention others, at least the ministers in the palace nodded their heads and felt very happy.

Emperor Yuan Qing was angry and realized that these people had probably joined forces to force him to send out all his troops.

This feeling of being forced into the palace was naturally not good, but he was slightly relieved. If that was all, there was still room for maneuver.

He said calmly: "I am very relieved that Dean Chen is worried about the country and the people, but why do you need to act like this? If there is any shortcoming in the war, I will take it upon myself..."

Xin Yaoguang suddenly interrupted him: "Your Majesty, I'm afraid you have misunderstood. The petition I came here today is not about war."

"what is that?"

Xin Yaoguang lightly opened her red lips: "Your Majesty, please abdicate!"

At this moment, Li Guofeng, Xu Xiurong and others also said at the same time: "Your Majesty, please abdicate!"

abdicate? !

Like a bolt from the blue, not only Yuan Qing, but everyone who heard this was stunned.

So, are these gangs here to depose the emperor? Something big is going to happen...

After Emperor Yuan Qing was stunned for a short time, he became furious and said in a cold voice: "In the four hundred years since the founding of the Zhou Dynasty, no emperor has ever been deposed by monks from outside the country."

Xin Yaoguang said lightly: "It will be available today."

Emperor Yuan Qing stared at her face, and swept the rest of the people one by one with his sharp eyes. He suddenly calmed down and said something strange:

"What the ancestors said is indeed true! You monks are above all living beings and despise the royal power! Before, they were weak and submissive, but now they are strong and they want to influence the situation of the court. I only regret that I can't bring you and other reborn people back. We eradicated all the 'elders', but too few were killed!"

Everyone's expressions changed slightly. They all knew that the imperial court had arrested reborn people in the past.

But until now, no one had broken through this layer of window paper. After all, all forces had grudges and disputes. They could fight in private no matter how hard they fought, but the appearance on the surface still had to be maintained.

But at this moment, Emperor Yuan Qing was the first to tear through this fig leaf and publicly admitted that he had sent people to hunt down the "elders" of various factions.

This also means a complete breakup.

Emperor Yuan Qing continued: "I am very curious, where do you have the courage to wait? Do you really think that with your current power, you can control the imperial power? Can you compete with the destiny of a country?"

He shook his head, his eyes showing contempt:

"No, you don't understand the power of the country at all. Xin Yaoguang, do you think you are the strongest? Do you believe that I, a mortal, will kill you in this palace later?"

Xin Yaoguang's eyes were sharp.

Yuan Qing looked at the two princes: "Li Guofeng and Xu Xiurong, they are a pair of good disciples taught by the Imperial Master. As officials of the imperial court, they dare to rebel. I have known for a long time that you star officials will destroy the imperial court sooner or later!"

I only regret that my ancestors were too concerned about the feelings of his colleagues and had too much trust in the Imperial Master. Haha... Well, now that I have destroyed the Qintian Prison, people in the world should not be able to say anything wrong, right? "

The two star officers looked strange and showed no fear at all.

Emperor Yuan Qing looked at the master of Mo Pavilion: "Mo Pavilion has never liked to get involved in worldly affairs, but now he has stepped in. It doesn't matter, a group of despicable actors who paint and play music deserve to die!"

The master of Mo Pavilion didn't say a word.

Emperor Yuan Qing finally looked at Dean Chen and Luan Yu: "Only women and villains are difficult to raise? In my opinion, only scholars and women are difficult to raise!"

Their faces darkened!

Over the imperial city, Emperor Yuan Qing fired his cannons one by one. Immediately, the jade seal on his waist shone brightly, and the dragon under his feet became clearer and clearer, as if it was about to condense into a living thing.

From all directions in the world, endless white turbulence gathered towards him.

The Imperial Ancestral Temple in the distance shook, and throughout the city of God, the martial temples also raised dazzling pillars of light, and illusory god generals up to a hundred feet high appeared one by one.

Flying sand and rocks, the sky is dark and the earth is dark.

The overwhelming aura of terror spread, and everyone changed their colors slightly, feeling the threat of death.

In the past, they only thought that the national destiny was very strong, but they did not know how strong it was.

Until this moment, when I truly faced the fate of a country, I felt as suffocating as facing the storm of the sea.

He also realized how terrifying the strength of the first-generation God Emperor was at his peak. No wonder he could stand shoulder to shoulder with the Imperial Master.

"What should I do? Why hasn't the national master come yet?" Luan Yu's spiritual consciousness transmitted, "Yuan Qing is really going to take action. The national destiny is stronger than expected. If we really fight, we won't be able to hold back!"

As one of the six people in the field, Luan Yu was under a lot of pressure as he was a "new" heaven-viewing monk along with Li Guofeng and Xu Xiurong.

Xin Yaoguang, Dean Chen and Pavilion Master Mo Lin were also anxious. If there was a fight, even if they could win, they would probably die on the spot. This was not the result they wanted.

"Wait a minute, since the Imperial Master has arranged it like this, he must be sure of victory." Xin Yaoguang reassured people.

The flying swords roared beside him, and he was ready to resist.

And just when the situation was tense, Emperor Yuan Qing was about to take action.

Suddenly, the substantial dragon of luck suddenly sensed something and was about to break away from its control. It looked toward the palace gate and let out a strange dragon roar!

Everyone was startled and subconsciously looked around, only to see two more figures at the entrance of the palace.

One of them is Ji Pingan, who is wearing a starry sky robe.

The young man next to him was wearing golden dragon scale armor and holding a bronze sword.

There is still childishness in his face, but his eyes are extremely majestic and domineering. He is walking alone, but he is like a battle array with millions of lions behind him.

At this moment, a painting appeared in front of everyone present.

It was a scroll hanging in the Hall of Merit, painted by the great painter Mo Lin in the past. On it was a "photo" of the God Emperor and the Imperial Master, just like what he saw before him.

The people in the paintings are very different in age and appearance, but they have the same temperament and figure.

The God Emperor walked to the golden light shield and stopped to look into the distance.

Ji Ping'an smiled slightly and moved his lips. Xin Yaoguang and others heard the order from the Imperial Master at the same time.

Without hesitation, all the powerful men took action at the same time, using their Qi machine to lock Yuan Qing and suppress him.

At this moment, Yuan Qing's aura, which had reached its peak, stagnated briefly. It was only for a moment, but it was enough.

The God-Emperor raised his long sword and pointed forward. The illusory Dragon of Fate let out a huge dragon roar that shook the whole city. It suddenly broke away from Yuan Qing's control and turned into turbulent streams, rushing into the bronze in the hands of the God-Emperor. sword!

At the same time, the God Emperor's momentum skyrocketed crazily, from the breath of sitting in the well, to the sky, to the gods...

"Crack!"

As the sword pointed, the formation that could withstand the attack of the peak Shenzang suddenly shattered and turned into countless light rains falling down.

The God Emperor shouted sharply: "Yuan Qing, our ancestors are in front of you, why don't you kneel down!"

Emperor Yuan Qing screamed loudly and felt that all his strength was being taken away!

At this moment, the remaining dragon energy emerged from his chest, and the emperor in dragon robe fell to the square like a cannonball.

Covered in blood, he knelt on his knees, tremblingly looking at the God Emperor and the Imperial Master who appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye, as if he had been struck by lightning:

"impossible!"

On this day, His Majesty the Supreme God Emperor returned to his loyal God's Capital.

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