Guarding the mortal world for 300 years, I am invincible in the world

Chapter 57 Keeping the Zhao Family (22 for further reading)
Marriage.

Recently, King Wu was so powerful that even the crown prince was overwhelmed.

The wind direction in Luojing suddenly changed, and Prince Yu's Mansion became much deserted.

According to the plan of counselor Qian Yanci, King Yu finally chose to marry Shenjian Villa.

It's very simple, Sun Jiu, the lord of the Excalibur Villa, broke the law with a single sword, and beheaded all immortal cultivators.

With such a martial arts cultivation base, coupled with the strength of Shenjian Villa itself, if they marry, they will definitely be able to help Prince Yu's Palace.

After some planning, the owner of Shenjian Villa has agreed to marry his granddaughter Gongsun Xue to Zhao Ji, the eldest son of King Yu's Mansion.

This matter, Yu Wang has reported to the emperor today.

From the beginning to the end, no one asked what Zhao Ji meant.

"Then you don't want to get married?" Zhang Li asked.

Zhao Ji shook his head, took a sip of wine, and said in a low voice: "I was born in the family of the emperor, I knew that these things are not up to me."

On the contrary, he has self-knowledge, not the kind of arrogant and arrogant royal family who don't know the heights of the sky and the earth.

"Then you are dissatisfied with the future imperial concubine?" Zhang Li said again.

Zhao Ji was stunned for a moment, blankness flashed across his face, and then he shook his head: "The little princess of Shenjian Villa has a superb family background, appearance and cultivation. I, Zhao Ji, have already reached the top."

"Then what are you worried about?" Zhang Li said with a chuckle.

Zhao Ji opened his mouth.

What is he worried about?
He thought that he had a good relationship with Mr. Zhongzhang Jingyuanguan, and that he could get his father's attention.

He thought that since he participated in the whole process of catching monsters, he could be alone.

He felt that he could share the worries for his father, His Majesty, and Zhao Guo.

He thought...

It turned out that he was just a dispensable pawn.

No one cares about his feelings.

"Sir, if you become an immortal cultivator like you, you will have no troubles and be detached from things, right?" Zhao Ji, who was full of drunkenness, turned his head and looked at Zhang Li standing on the stone steps.

No worries, detached?
That's not a cultivator.

That is, stone.

"The prince is drunk."

"Send him back."

Zhang Li spoke softly.

The disciple on duty at the door hurried in.

In front of them, Zhao Ji was already so drunk that he couldn't tell the north from the south.

The wine spilled on the stone steps reveals a strong aroma.

Zhang Li shook his head, walked into the quiet room, and a golden light curtain rose from the array.

Today, with all kinds of messages intertwined, he became more and more peaceful.

Practicing at this time, the true essence in the meridians is like flowing water.

It's a matter of course.

If it wasn't for the fact that he broke through to the sixth level of Qi training not long ago, he would have thought that he could directly hit the late stage of Qi training, the seventh level.

It's better to be steady.

A booklet is placed in front of him.

He began to choose slowly.

The practice of pure Yuan Ning Zhen Jue can make his cultivation base more vigorous.

If you don't want to rapidly improve your cultivation and cause your foundation to become unstable, it's time to practice the condensed formula.

In the small courtyard, it was peaceful.

……

Prince's Mansion.

Above the main hall, many lights were missing, making it extremely dark.

Under the dim light, the face of the crown prince who was sitting at the head looked a little hideous.

"Father will eventually give up the prince."

Clenching his fists, hatred flashed in the prince's eyes.

No one knew how humiliated he was in the imperial city.

As a prince, he knelt on the icy stone steps for five hours, all he got in return was "You should be grounded in the mansion from now on".

No reason was asked, no angry questioning.

Father, has given up on him.

"Old Ding, starting tomorrow, let all the members of the Immortal Slaying League go out."

"Bai Jinyuan, tell those members of the Monster Slayer League that as long as you can take action to destroy the monsters, you will get a thousand taels of silver a day."

Clenching his fists tightly, the prince gritted his teeth and roared: "I want to destroy that monster in front of Zhao Cheng, and send those who beat the gongs and drums to Jingyuan Temple!"

"Let everyone see that Zhao Cheng is not the only one who can destroy demons."

……

Imperial City.

Worship Hall.

Zhao Yubing, with a calm complexion, walked across from Emperor Yujing Emperor Zhao Jingtang.

"Uncle Yubing Clan, has Dongfang Jing really cultivated the demon technique?"

Zhao Jingtang's complexion was extremely ugly.

Today he was not only angry because of the Prince's matter, but he was even more worried about the secret performance from Wang Qingyang, the master of Jingyuan Temple.

Wang Qingyang entered the imperial city alone, and told the Prime Minister of the country, Dongfang Jing, that he might have practiced demon magic.

In the city of Luojing, there are endless traces of demons, which are most likely related to Dongfang Jing.

Who is Oriental Mirror?
The century-old Prime Minister of the Zhao Kingdom, a great master.

Dongfang Jing decided the major affairs of Zhao Guochaotang with one word.

Even though Dongfang Jing has seldom cared about court affairs in the past few decades and concentrated on studying at Luojing Academy, the world knows that Dongfang Jing is the Prime Minister of Zhao Guoguo.

If Dongfang Jing practiced the demon law, it would be like the sky falling and the earth falling to Zhao Guochaotang.

"Although I don't want to believe it, but from the information that Wang Qingyang of Jingyuan Temple has, it is true." Zhao Yubing said softly.

The emperor's face was pale, as if he had aged ten years suddenly.

The prime minister of the country practiced the law of demons, and there was a meeting of immortals.

The powerful people in the world gathered in Luo Jing, and the whole Luo Jing might be smashed to pieces.

It is impossible for the other four countries to let Zhao go.

"Uncle Clan, can you please take your time?" Zhao Jingtang took a deep breath and looked at Zhao Yubing.

"How do you want to slow down?"

"When will it be delayed?"

Zhao Yubing raised his head, his eyes were deep, with endless depth.

"Wait for the city to pacify Yongzhou."

"Today, the third son, Zhao Chong, talked about marrying Shenjian Villa. I understand his thoughts."

"This is also a way."

"Royal marriage," Zhao Jingtang lowered his head and lowered his voice, "The relationship between Ciyu and Helian Jishu can be used, and other royal descendants can also be used."

"As long as," Zhao Jingtang's face flashed a trace of dejection, "as long as I wait for that day, I can keep my Zhao family Jiangshan..."

Zhao Yushan nodded.

He picked up the steaming teacup in front of him, and said softly, "Then let's start spring next year."

"We'll wait until the people from Xuankong Temple and Zhenmensi come."

"However, how to make Jingyuan Temple dormant for a while is up to you."

Zhao Yugang showed a relaxed look on his face, and looked out of the hall.

"Jingyuan Temple is also afraid that it will not be able to suppress the evil spirits, and will eventually destroy the inheritance..."

……

After a night of practice, Zhang Li's whole body cultivation has improved further, and his swordsmanship and body training skills have been further improved.

Before he knew it, he had been able to condense a trace of sword light.

It's a pity that he is still not proficient enough, and the sword glow sometimes disappears.

As expected, swordsmanship practice is step by step, accumulating step by step.

Walking out of the small courtyard, the disciple on duty at the door quietly delivered two scrolls.

Zhang Li chuckled and handed out two jade bottles.

"Zhuo Shi, Zhuo Lin, I remember."

"These two elixirs will allow you to directly enter the late stage of Qi Sensing."

Walking slowly towards the Demon Town Tower, Zhang Li unfolded the scroll in his hand.

One is Qing Xun's compilation of messages sent from outside Luojing City and other places yesterday.

One was sent by Yuanwutang, and Luojing city was changing overnight.

That night, Luojing, the imperial capital of Zhao Kingdom, was in a state of ups and downs.

The prince, Zhao Qian, was grounded for raising a warrior privately.

Among Luojing, there are dozens of court officials implicated because of the crown prince.

The Habayashi Guard arrested hundreds of Jianghu warriors, and the prison in Jingzhao Mansion was overcrowded.

That night, nearly a hundred masters of the rivers and lakes died, and they were suspected of being silenced.

The principals of at least three of these gangs disappeared without a trace, and the Luojing Jianghu was in chaos.

Yuanwutang escaped unharmed because a strong person from Jingyuanguan came forward.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that the crown prince has lost power, and a battle for the heir apparent will begin.

But in today's Luo Jing, there is only one person who can have a chance.

Wu Wang Zhao Cheng.

The emperor has paved all the roads for King Wu, and he just waits for King Wu to pacify Yongzhou.

Compared with these life-and-death events, the matter of the royal son of Yu's mansion getting drunk and staying at the cloud boat at night is just a trivial matter that few people care about.

"Greetings to Master Uncle." In front of the Demon Town Tower, the disciple on duty bowed and saluted.

"Is your name Aoki?"

"The Town Demon Tower must be carefully guarded."

Handing over a talisman with some defensive power to the disciple who bowed excitedly, Zhang Li ordered softly.

Striding into the Demon Town Tower, the note in his palm ignited without wind and turned into ashes.

"Yuan He pays respects to Master Uncle." Taoist Yuan He's voice sounded extremely respectful.

Outside the Demon Suppressing Tower, Aoki holding a warm paper talisman finally understood why his uncle was so respectful to his uncle.

(End of this chapter)