Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Xu Qian'an pulled the corner of his mouth, made up his mind, and questioned Yuan Jing: "So, Your Majesty, just now... did I hear it wrong?"

"you have not."

Yuan Jing leaned over and said, "My answer is yes."

Can he deny it?
No.

When Zhong Li confirmed that the Prince of Zhenbei was lying, if he denied it, it would be tantamount to risking the public's condemnation and standing against the officials and people of Dafeng, and the legitimacy of the emperor would inevitably be shaken.

King Zhenbei cannot escape the charge of killing 300,000 people in Chuzhou. The only thing he can do now is to find a way to postpone the sentence and use external help to save his clone.

Xu Qian'an said: "In this case, the matter of King Zhenbei slaughtering 300,000 people in Chuzhou City..."

Yuan Jing said in a deep voice: "The evidence is irrefutable. The King of Zhenbei is guilty of a heinous crime. He should be executed."

Just when he was about to announce a postponement of the execution on the grounds that his two daughters were about to get married to a monk, something strange happened. A silver nail suddenly flew out of the Zhenbei King's body, pierced through the main beam supporting the hall, and drilled a hole in the west wall, scaring a group of civil officials so much that their hats fell to the ground.

puff……

There was another loud bang, and the second silver nail shot out, hitting the plaque above the dragon throne with the words "Qian Kun Jiao Tai" inscribed on it.

"The King of Zhenbei has forced out the Demon Sealing Nail. Protect the King, protect the King."

Xu Qian'an shouted and rushed forward to fight with King Zhenbei, but before he could touch him, he was bounced away by a huge force, hit the wall and knelt down, bleeding.

Just as chaos broke out in the hall and the civil and military officials were in a panic, the red-armored puppet suddenly took out the ancient sword from behind. A black light flashed, and with one sword, it chopped off the head of the King of Zhenbei. The head of the king rolled to Liu Rong's feet. The eunuch rolled his eyes and fainted.

puff.

A headless body lay on its back in the hall, side by side with the body of Duke Cao who had been beheaded by Chu Pingsheng.

Among the officials present, only Wei Yuan remained calm until he saw the death of King Zhenbei. His expression finally changed. He stared at the ancient sword in the hand of the red-armored puppet with fear, and his eyes narrowed tighter and tighter.

It is common sense that a warrior who has just entered the third rank will still die if his head is chopped off, but the King of Zhenbei is already in the third rank. Even if his head is cut off, as long as his soul is still there, he can live. As a result, the red-armored puppet slashed with a sword, not only cutting his body in two, but also destroying his soul inside the body.

What kind of sword is this? It can actually cut through the body and the soul.

Although the officials were panicked, they did not dare to rush out of the hall. At most, they knelt and crawled to the corner or the door.

The red-armored puppet chopped off the head of the Zhenbei King with a sword. Xu Qian'an said loudly: "The Zhenbei King was dissatisfied with the judgment of your majesty and intended to assassinate you. He has now been executed."

When the civil officials in the corner heard this, their complexion improved. They straightened their hats, stood up, and leaned towards the middle.

Yuan Jing was furious.

But I only dare to be angry in my heart and roar deep in my soul.

If the red-armored puppet beside Xu Qian'an can kill King Zhenbei, it can also kill him.

"His Majesty."

"His Majesty?"

Xu Qian'an asked two questions in a row.

"Dragon body... is it okay?"

"You...how did you kill him?" Yuan Jing took a long time to suppress the hatred and fear in his heart, and tried his best to remain calm and dignified.

"I am worried that the King of Zhenbei might hurt His Majesty, so in a hurry..."

He pointed to the hole in the west wall, and then to the half-fallen plaque of the Golden Throne Hall: "Your Majesty, please forgive me."

Forgiveness?

Yuan Jing didn't want to forgive, but he had to.

Looking at what Xu Qian'an did, he was doing it from his standpoint and had a legitimate reason. If he was sentenced severely, the monk Kaiguang would definitely not sit idly by.

"With the Master of Opening Light here, how can I allow the King of Zhenbei to harm me?"

Chu Pingsheng said, "I said that I came here to relieve my boredom and listen to the noise. The Chuzhou case has nothing to do with me."

Look at what you said.

Do people say it?
The man sitting on the dragon throne is his father-in-law!
The officials in the hall looked at each other in astonishment. Not to mention that Yuan Jing was the Emperor of Dafeng, even if he was just an old farmer, he was willing to marry his two daughters to you. Not to mention that you should be grateful and repay your appreciation with a gift of grass and a ring, but you should at least give him some apparent respect.

Yuan Jing almost dug his nails into the armrests of the dragon throne. Looking at the two corpses in the hall, he felt completely lost in dignity and prestige.

"Let Xu Yinluo and the three officials discuss the aftermath of this case. I feel a little dizzy, so I'll leave now."

He waved his hand, stood up and walked down the stairs, and ordered the Jinwu Guards to carry the eunuch Liu Rong away.

Officials who had nothing to do with the case did not even bother with the usual greetings after the meeting, and hurriedly left the court and fled the palace.

Chu Pingsheng and Xu Qian'an were the last to leave. The Jinwu guards on both sides looked at them with fear. Beheading a duke and killing a prince in the Golden Palace, such things had never happened even in the most chaotic period at the end of the previous dynasty.

The two men walked out of the palace gate. Zheng Xinghuai, who was waiting in the shadow of the red wall, stepped forward quickly, bowed to Xu Qian'an, bent his legs, and knelt down: "Zheng Xinghuai thanks Xu Yinluo on behalf of the 300,000 people of Chuzhou."

"Master Zheng, please stand up."

Xu Qian'an quickly supported the man and said, "This is what I should do."

"If the people of Chuzhou City knew what had happened, they can rest in peace now."

Zheng Xinghuai held his hand, overwhelmed with emotions, and tried to hold back his tears so as not to lose composure and fall.

"Master Zheng, please accept my condolences. The aftermath of the North Territory still needs your care. Excessive grief can harm your health."

Zheng Xinghuai relaxed for a moment, loosened his trembling hands, and knelt down towards Chu Pingsheng again.

He didn't move, but his eyelids drooped slightly and he couldn't kneel down anymore.

"Grandmaster……"

"This matter has nothing to do with me. It is enough for you to thank him alone."

After leaving behind these somewhat cold-sounding words, Chu Pingsheng stepped aside to let the two of them pass, his monk robe fluttering in the wind, his Zen stick clanging as he walked away.

Zheng Xinghuai looked at the quickly disappearing figure, his lips moving with a complicated expression.

To be honest, he is a bit pedantic, but that doesn't mean he is a fool.

If the monk Kaiguang had not been sitting in the Golden Palace, even if Xu Qian'an had the courage to stand up and speak for justice, he would have no chance to execute the King of Zhenbei to sacrifice to the 300,000 dead souls in Chuzhou.

……

afternoon.

After receiving the news from the Jinwu Guards, Yuan Jing was certain that the Zhenbei King's soul had dissipated and there was no possibility of reunion. After driving the people away, Yuan Jing's emotions suddenly exploded.

With a wave of his sleeves, the energy force cracked the wooden table, the strong wind blew down the lampstand, the high-hanging curtains slid down from the sky, and the jade ornaments, coral bonsai, and glass screens that had just been replaced were shattered into pieces, covering the floor.

"Consecration..."

Yes.

On the surface, Kaiguang did nothing. It was he who ignored Xu Qiyan, a tiny ant, and eventually suffered a setback and lost one of his clones. But if Kaiguang had not stood up for Xu Qiyan, would things have turned out like this?

"I want you to die. I will make you die!"

So the root of the problem lies in the consecration ceremony. That bastard, on one hand, slept with his daughter, on the other hand, slept with his clone princess, on the other hand, disgusted him and slapped him in the face in all kinds of ways. He looked like an ungrateful wolf who could never be tamed.

"Does he really think that I dare not take back my order and cancel his engagement with Huaiqing and Lin'an?"

Yuan Jing flicked his sleeves lightly, releasing two streams of energy, which flew down and hung randomly on his shoulders and back.

After venting his anger, he felt a little relieved and turned to look at Liu Rong, who was standing at the door with his shoulders shrugged and his head hung.

"Didn't I tell you that no one is allowed to come in without my order?"

"..."

Yuan Jing had some understanding of his trusted eunuchs, so he said in a slightly slower tone, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

"The eunuchs from Ganlu Palace sent a message that the Immortal Concubine...seems to be suffering from the karmic fire."

No wonder Liu Rong was willing to go to the palace to meet the emperor even though he was being scolded. It turned out that something happened in Ganlu Palace.

Yuan Jing immediately put the death of King Zhenbei behind him.

"Quick, ask someone to help me wash up." After a pause, he continued, "It's too messy here, let's go to Chaoyang Palace."

He came down the steps, put his feet into cloth shoes, and walked outside with the long hem of his nightgown dragging. Liu Rong hurriedly followed him and ordered the eunuchs on duty in the corridor to clean the Jingxin Hall carefully, and asked the palace maids to carry the silver basin, face towel and other items to the Chaoyang Palace.

……

About two quarters of an hour later, after everything was packed up and his anger had subsided, Emperor Yuan Jing, accompanied by Liu Rong, came to Ganlu Palace, where Luo Yuheng lived, in the southwest of the palace city.

The atmosphere at the scene was somewhat tense. Two disciples of Master Ban Yue stood in the corridor with swords in hand, looking vigilantly at the palace maids and eunuchs outside.

Liu Rong cleared his throat, stood up, raised his head, folded his arms and took a deep breath: "The emperor is here."

Some sharp voices pierced into Ganlu Palace, and soon, Master Banyue walked out with a whisk in his hand.

"Ban Yue has met His Majesty."

"How is the Fairy Consort?"

Master Ban Yue said, "It's an old problem, the karmic fire has broken out. Junior sister is using her energy to suppress it, but it has had little effect."

"Ugh!"

Yuan Jing sighed heavily: "Since entering the palace, the Imperial Master has devoted herself to studying the secret arts of the Human Sect, and has delayed her dual cultivation with me. If she had listened to my advice earlier, why would this have happened?"

He was just talking after the fact. He didn't take the crystal bead that sealed the dragon energy just to delay it, making Banyue anxious and Luo Yuheng suffer. Only in this way could they face the reality and know who is the master of the palace, the emperor Dafeng.

Master Ban Yue said, "Your Majesty is right."

What is said is true.

It's over? It's gone?
Yuan Jing was completely confused by Ban Yue Zhenren's statement. As a senior sister, she should be more nervous. Just like when she was burned by the fire in the past, it was Ban Yue Zhenren who came to take the crystal bead that sealed the dragon vein energy. Today, not only did she not ask for luck to help her junior sister escape, but she looked calm, as if it had nothing to do with her. "Master, do you have any way to relieve it?"

"No."

"Then why is the real person so calm?"

Master Ban Yue remained indifferent: "Junior sister has no way to relieve the pain, but others do."

Yuan Jing thought that the "others" here referred to him, so he pretended to shake his head and sighed, "The dragon vein is related to the fate of the country. The Supervisor warned me a few days ago that the fate of Dafeng was getting worse. I am very anxious, but the Imperial Master and I are estranged and have a rift... I really have the will but not the ability."

Master Ban Yue bowed his head and said, “This is Junior Sister’s fault.”

Yuan Jing said: "Please help mediate and persuade the Imperial Master not to be angry with me. In the future, we should be husband and wife and work together to explore the Daozang."

"sure."

No matter how you listen to Master Ban Yue's answer, it feels like he is just trying to deal with him in a perfunctory way.

Yuan Jing looked displeased.

"The real person is to me..."

"Here they are. The people are here to invite you."

A female voice interrupted their conversation from behind. Yuan Jing turned around and saw a young female monk wearing a Taoist robe of the Renzong sect. She must be the disciple of Master Banyue.

Oh...

Master Ban Yue put his anxious heart back into his stomach and a smile appeared on his face.

Yuan Jing looked puzzled: "Who did the master invite?"

Master Ban Yue said, "Of course it's someone who can save Junior Sister from danger."

"But the Supervisor?"

In Yuan Jing's opinion, only luck can suppress the human sect's karma fire, and the only person in the entire Dafeng who can provide luck for Luo Yuheng is either him or the Supervisor.

Master Ban Yue said, "It's not the Supervisor."

If it wasn't the Supervisor, then who could it be?
Yuan Jing was puzzled when he heard the sound of wind passing by. He looked up quickly and saw a spirit dragon carrying people down and landing in the courtyard in front of Ganlu Palace. The monk who had made him furious not long ago stepped aside and patted the spirit dragon's neck. The beast, which had been hiding from him ever since he had beaten it, let out a long cry of joy and turned away.

Taoist Ban Yue came forward quickly, spoke briefly to the monk, and then walked into Ganlu Palace together.

Is the person that Luo Yuheng wants the nun to invite a celestial being? Can he cure the karmic fire? If he can, what is the treatment method?
"Your Majesty is here too?"

Chu Pingsheng seemed to have never expected that Yuan Jing would come to visit his own fairy concubine. He was stunned and said, "Amitabha, very good, very good."

"The person the Imperial Master invited to suppress the karmic fire... is you?"

Chu Pingsheng said: "Your Majesty, it is me, the monk."

"As far as I know, the Daliang Jade Seal is no longer in your hands. Suppressing the wicked fire requires luck. What can you use to help her?"

"I have a bag of nectar from the Tianchi Lake, which can cure all diseases, extinguish all kinds of evil fires, relieve disasters and difficulties, and bring good luck and fortune. It goes without saying that I can help the national teacher in an emergency."

Yuan Jing frowned.

Master Ban Yue urged, "Master Kaiguang, Your Majesty, Junior Sister is in urgent need of a conversation. If you want to talk, why not wait until Junior Sister gets better and then move to Jingxin Hall to have a chat?"

"Amitabha, what Master Ban Yue said is very true. Saving people is the most important thing."

Chu Pingsheng nodded to Yuan Jingli and walked towards the Fairy Concubine's bedroom: "The Imperial Master has accumulated demonic obstacles for a long time. Although the monk's nectar is magical, I am afraid it will take some time to master it. This technique is most afraid of being disturbed and takes time. I hope that the real person will guard the palace gate and not allow anyone to enter and disturb within an hour, so as not to fail."

Master Ban Yue said, "Don't worry, Master. Ban Yue will take care of it."

Chu Pingsheng nodded and walked into the fairy concubine's bedroom step by step.

Yuan Jing stood there for a while before he reacted. He hurriedly took out the crystal bead filled with dragon energy that Liu Rong had hidden in his sleeve.

"Wait a minute."

Chu Pingsheng pretended not to hear and walked into the bedroom door.

Yuan Jing stepped forward angrily, but Ban Yue Zhenren stopped him and said, "Your Majesty, please go back."

"Get out of the way."

"Don't you want your majesty to make Junior Sister better?"

"Take the dragon ball. I can cure the state teacher's illness. Why should I rely on others?"

"Your Majesty, the Master of Opening is your son-in-law and the husband of the two princesses, how can he be an outsider?" Master Ban Yue shook his head and said, "According to what your Majesty said, the fortune of Dafeng is getting worse and worse, and the dragon energy is stretched to the limit. We should save as much as possible to ensure the longevity of the foundation. This thing... you'd better take it back. If the karmic fire in Junior Sister's body rises again in the future, and the Master of Opening happens not to be in the capital, she can use the dragon ball's luck to alleviate the pain of the karmic fire burning her body."

Yuan Jing is going crazy.

what is this?
He took advantage of the time when Xu Qian'an and the monk Kaiguang were away from the capital to welcome Luo Yuheng into the palace and placed him in Ganlu Palace. His original intention was to create a time difference to prevent the monk from making trouble. Unexpectedly, Luo Yuheng had banished the emperor to the cold palace and refused to meet him for some time. Now, in broad daylight, he actually invited the monk to come in for treatment?
At the beginning, Mu Nanzhi personally admitted in front of all the princes and princesses in Yayuan that the monk had helped the national teacher to eliminate the influence of karma fire by practicing Joyful Zen. Now he is doing it again?

Spreading nectar in the nectar palace? !

He was the great emperor of Dafeng, recruiting a fairy concubine, plotting to practice dual cultivation and advance to the second rank, but in the end he made wedding clothes for someone else? This person was even his son-in-law?
The cuckold was put on the head of the emperor, his father-in-law, and was done so blatantly and without any scruples.

This pair of adulterers and adulterers!
Yuan Jing was surrounded by great shame, his hair and beard stood on end, and his brocade clothes fluttered.

hiss……

hiss……

Suddenly, a chill and murderous intent descended from the sky, causing Yuan Jing to shiver. He looked up hastily, and saw a bone dragon basking in the sun lying on the ridge of the hip roof of Ganlu Palace. The chill and murderous intent came from this.

This aura, second...second grade?
Can't beat it!
Yuan Jing took half a step back.

Even if Banyue didn't stop him, the bone dragon above would be enough to kill him. Even if the real body in the dragon vein took action, it would only be a slightly stronger bone dragon and would not pose any threat to Kaiguang at all.

Master Ban Yue flicked his whisk and bowed, saying, "Your Majesty, please take care of yourself. When Junior Sister's condition improves, Ban Yue will send someone to let you know."

Yuan Jing retreated again and again. Liu Rong stepped forward to support him, but was pushed away by him. He staggered out of Ganlu Palace as if he was drunk in broad daylight and walked towards Jingxin Palace.

What did he marry? A fairy concubine? A big trouble!

Beat him. Even if the adulteress cannot beat him, the adulterer’s pet can cripple him.

They couldn't fall out with each other, because if they were pushed into a corner and attacked from both inside and outside, the throne would be lost. And even if they didn't do that, the news would get out and the subjects would know that the monk, as the emperor's son-in-law, spread nectar in the Ganlu Palace every day and slept with the emperor's father-in-law's concubine. How could he still have the face to sit on the throne that rules the world?

Therefore, the only conclusion of this incident is that the monk who performed the consecration is a medical expert who can cure stubborn diseases of the human race.

"Tianzun..."

At this point, only Tianzun can help him deal with Luo Yuheng.

Liu Rong followed behind, looking at the emperor's back, full of pity and understanding. Who would have thought that Emperor Yuan Jing, as the ruler of a country, lived a more miserable life than ordinary people.

……

An hour later, Ganlu Palace.

Chu Pingsheng was the first to finish his practice. Looking at Master Dafeng, who was restraining her breath and whose fourth halo behind her head was slowly fading away, he pinched her chin and leaned forward to kiss her.

Luo Yuheng frowned slightly and stared at him, but with her naked appearance, she lacked any killing power and looked more like the coquettish and cute behavior of a couple.

"Now you got what you wanted?"

Chu Pingsheng pulled her into his arms and touched her all over.

"Don't you like it? When we were blending our souls together just now, I could clearly feel that you were very excited and enjoyed it very much. How come it has become my own evil interest? Fairy Concubine, you are so inconsistent and dishonest."

Luo Yuheng put his fingers together like swords to silence his mouth which was full of obscene words, but he was grabbed.

"I really don't understand how much hatred you have towards Yuan Jing that you want to humiliate him like this."

"We have made it clear beforehand, so please be patient and wait for the good show."

"Let go."

She pulled her hand away, looked up and glared at him, seeming to be resentful but endearing.

Chu Pingsheng said: "So don't marry a woman you can't control. Being banished to the cold palace is the worst thing. You might even end up with grass growing on your head."

"Hmph, has Mu Nanzhi been picked up by your people?"

"Yes."

"You slept with her?"

"Not yet." Chu Pingsheng said with a wicked smile: "Why? Do you want to come together?"

"you!"

"What do you mean by 'I'?" Chu Pingsheng ignored her anger and kissed her lips again: "Last time in the quiet room of Lingbao Temple, you were not like this."

The last time the karmic fire broke out, it was the "desire" aspect of the seven states of "joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, hate, and desire". She was deeply trapped in lust and unable to extricate herself, and was naturally possessed by a girl. But this time it was different, it was "evil".

She subconsciously took a look at the white and tender arm with red scratches, and said hatefully: "Look at what you have done."

Chu Pingsheng said: "You keep calling me 'shameless monk', 'lecherous monk', and 'dirty bastard', so of course I have to punish you and let you know who is the head of the family. Don't you quite enjoy the feeling of being conquered?"

Luo Yuheng stared at him with gritted teeth.

“That’s me in the devil’s grip.”

"Okay, I'll try to be gentler next time."

Luo Yuheng didn't believe his lies. She pushed away his dishonest hands and tried to take her underwear, but found that he had torn a big hole in it and she couldn't wear it anymore. She couldn't help but sigh softly, with a look of disappointment on her face.

"Don't move."

Chu Pingsheng pulled her back: "What I left in your body, absorb it and refine it, it should be able to condense into a Dharma image of earth attributes in a few days. Of course, you can also give up refining and give me a baby." (End of this chapter)