I, Shi Jian, invite all the demons to die.

The capital of Qian Kingdom.

The Qian Kingdom in recent years is like the Qing Dynasty in the zombie world, in a time of turmoil and with people's hearts scattered. However, because this world is rich in spiritual energy, the chaos caused by the end of the dynasty is even more severe.

The tree demon grandma in Lanruo Temple in Guobei County is just a microcosm. During this year, Shi Jian traveled to many places and killed dozens of golden elixir demons.

This is the case in the local area. As the emperor of the capital, the crisis is also lurking in the dark...

"The capital of Qian Nation is ahead. I want to use the luck of a country to transform into a dragon. I'm afraid this is the best opportunity!"

An old nun dressed in white muttered to herself as she stood at the gate of the capital city, watching the passers-by coming and going, with a bit more greed and murderous intent in her eyes.

This person is naturally not a human, but a great demon at the half-step Nascent Soul stage who was transformed from a centipede spirit thousands of years ago.

The future Daqian Imperial Master, Pudu Cihang!

Speaking of which, Pu Du Ci Hang also had a solution. If she wanted to successfully break through the Nascent Soul realm, she had no chance of succeeding in just relying on ten thousand years of hard practice. Now she had been stuck in the Half-Step Nascent Soul realm for a hundred years, unable to make any progress. If she wanted to go further, she had to improve the potential of her bloodline.

But if an ordinary centipede wants to go further, it can only try to transform into a dragon.

Transform into a dragon...

There is no dragon blood in her body. For a centipede to turn into a dragon, it is wishful thinking in the eyes of others, but Pu Du Ci Hang has never given up. If she can devour the dragon energy of an entire country, Pu Du Ci Hang can not only successfully transform into a dragon, but also break through to the true Nascent Soul realm in one fell swoop and become a Nascent Soul demon.

At that time, there will be no need to be overly cautious and shrink into this small land of Qian.

Of course, the idea is good, but for this opportunity, Pu Du Ci Hang has spent decades planning.

First, he transformed into a human form, built a temple, and became a high-ranking Buddhist monk named Pu Du Ci Hang who was worshipped by everyone. Then, he constantly controlled the powerful officials of the Qian Kingdom, causing chaos in the entire Great Qian Kingdom.

As one side gains strength while the other loses strength, the current path and situation of Qian State are clear. The world is in chaos, the people are living in misery, and the fortune of Qian State has declined to the extreme. Even the golden dragon of fortune, which is the manifestation of a country's fortune, is also weak.

In this way, she can enter the capital city openly and successfully absorb the dragon energy and national destiny!
As for the position of National Master, Pu Du Ci Hang was determined to obtain it. After all, it was something he had been planning for many years. It could be said that if nothing unexpected happened, the Pu Du Ci Hang plan was almost a sure thing.

"A country's national teacher...

It has to be me!"

A sneer slowly emerged on his face, and Pu Du Ci Hang strode into the capital.

When Pudu Cihang entered the capital, the golden dragon of luck that was formed by the luck of a country suddenly opened its eyes and stared at Pudu Cihang. But after a long time, nothing happened. The golden dragon of luck of Qian country was too weak and had no ability to stop the big monster from entering the capital...

Pu Du Ci Hang was also able to successfully move into the capital city with the help of the powerful officials who had been arranged over the years!
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Three days later.

Outside the capital, Nie Xiaoqian, dressed in snow-white, was holding an oil-paper umbrella, with the breeze blowing on her face. She stood quietly beside Shi Jian, looking at the capital in front of her, with a lot of thoughts in her mind.

She has been dead for twenty years...

Twenty years ago, her father and she passed by Lanruo Temple, but by chance he died in a foreign land. After burying her, Nie Xiaoqian's father went to Beijing to serve as an official.

Twenty years later, after arriving in the capital, Nie Xiaoqian was no longer as playful and cute as she was at the beginning, but looked more sad and nostalgic.

If her father and mother were still alive, they would be almost sixty years old.

Shi Jian could naturally see that Nie Xiaoqian's mood was a little off at the moment, but Shi Jian did not ask too many questions.

"Xiao Qian, it's almost noon. The power of the sun can no longer be blocked by the oil-paper umbrella. Let's go back to the seal..."

After slowly uttering these words, Nie Xiaoqian nodded silently.

"Zhenjun, Xiaoqian understands."

After saying that, Nie Xiaoqian disappeared from the spot, and before the oil-paper umbrella quietly fell to the ground, it was steadily caught by Shi Jian.

"The capital of Qian State, the capital of this country, has seen its golden dragon of luck decline so much. No wonder the people of the world are living in misery..."

Shi Jian sighed. This was the problem with the kingdom. It would go through a cycle of destruction and rise every few hundred years. It was better to just take it easy.

Shaking his head, Shi Jian took a step forward and entered the capital.

The next second, a faint demonic aura was captured by Shi Jian.

“This breath…

Demon?
A cultivation level of about half a step to the Nascent Soul stage!"

Originally, I just came to Qian Country to check out the situation, but I didn't expect to capture the breath of a big monster.

This is quite interesting.

Shi Jian stood on the street with his eyes slightly closed, and his spiritual sense began to search the entire capital city for the trace of the big monster like a tide.

Just when Shi Jian sensed that the mansion was faintly filled with evil spirits, a righteous voice sounded behind him.

"People ahead, please don't block the road. I have something important to attend to. Please retreat immediately!"

This movement made Shi Jian quickly withdraw his consciousness. A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He slowly turned around and looked at the tall horse in front of him. The armored captain on the horse felt a sense of déjà vu.

There is no way. The captain has nine long swords on his back. He is the invincible Captain Zuo in the world.

"Who am I supposed to be? It turns out that you are the left captain of the capital. I have heard of your name before. After seeing you today, I find that you are indeed upright!"

Shi Jian was not just talking. Zuo Qianhu was considered a rare talent among men. His martial arts skills had reached the innate level, comparable to most of the foundation-building cultivators. At least, without the use of magic weapons, foundation-building cultivators were no match for Zuo Qianhu.

Of course, what Shi Jian valued was Zuo Qianhu’s fearless determination!
Looking at the Taoist priest standing still and looking calm in front of him, Zuo Qianhu put away his arrogance. He could feel the indifference in the eyes of the Taoist priest in front of him.

I didn't even take him seriously...

Taking a deep breath, Captain Zuo dismounted from his horse.

"Since you know my name, you should understand that I never delay in handling cases, so please let me go..."

Shi Jian smiled without saying anything. He admired Zuo Qianhu very much and simply took a step towards him. In an instant, Zuo Qianhu's expression became serious.

He didn't know Shi Jian's identity, he just felt an invisible sense of oppression.

There was no time to think, almost as a conditioned reflex, Captain Zuo was about to capture Shi Jian.

With a burst of true energy, Zuo Qianhu's five fingers formed into claws and easily touched Shi Jian's arm.

He wanted to capture it, but found that no matter how hard he tried, he could not move the stone at all!

"Captain Zuo, I just want to give you a talisman. Why do you have to make such a fuss?"

Shi Jian said with a smile, and his fingertips swept across the void. Runes began to condense, and before Zuo Qianhu could react, the talisman took shape and suddenly fell on Zuo Qianhu's chest.

Zuo Qianhu was stunned. It turned out that the other party was a true hermit...

And he even tried to capture the other party.

Realizing his own impoliteness, Captain Zuo immediately half-knelt on the ground.

"I have no intention of offending you, Taoist priest. Please forgive me!"

"It doesn't matter..."

Shi Jian naturally had no intention of blaming anyone. Instead, he pointed to the mansion in the distance that was filled with evil spirits.

"After all, Captain Zuo is an official appointed by the imperial court. I understand some things, but...

There seems to be a big monster hiding in the capital city. I wonder if Captain Zuo is willing to lead me to investigate!" "Big monster hiding?"

Captain Zuo was a little confused, but when he saw that Shi Jian's expression was still calm, he immediately realized that the other party was not talking nonsense, but it was true!

"Master, since you have noticed something, I am willing to lead you!"

After saying that, Captain Zuo led the horse and took the lead, and according to Shi Jian's words, began to march towards the mansion filled with evil spirit.

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A stick of incense later, Shi Jian and Zuo Qianhu stood quietly in front of the residence of the right prime minister.

"Master Shi, you mean...

This big monster is hiding in the prime minister's residence?
That’s unlikely, isn’t it?”

There is no way. This fact is really unbelievable. After all, the prime minister of the dynasty is second only to the emperor and above everyone else. Would he really be in cahoots with such evildoers?

Shi Jian saw that the other party didn't quite believe it, so he didn't explain, but instead poured his spiritual consciousness into the Prime Minister's residence!

Suddenly, a strong wind blew, and the two strong auras in the prime minister's residence collided violently.

"The centipede monster that has existed for thousands of years, could it be the Pudu Cihang..."

Shi Jian did not continue. He withdrew his spiritual sense, turned around and walked towards the distance of the Prime Minister's residence.

When Captain Zuo saw this, he was also confused and simply hurried to catch up.

"Master Shi, didn't you say that the great demon was hiding in the prime minister's residence? Why are you..."

Shi Jian turned around and looked at Captain Zuo, feeling somewhat helpless, and could only give a brief explanation.

“Captain Zuo, I can certainly kill this monster, but the other party’s cultivation is not weak either. If we really fight, I’m afraid the entire capital will be razed to the ground!

You feel……

Is it necessary to start in the capital city?"

Shi Jian's words were very clear. The strength he had just displayed was only at the early stage of the Golden Core Realm, just to avoid arousing Pu Du Ci Hang's suspicion.

Similarly, if Pu Du Ci Hang wanted to become the Imperial Master of Da Qian, it was impossible for him to fight Shi Jian in broad daylight.

Both sides are wary, and Shi Jian hides part of his strength just to set a trap for Pu Du Ci Hang. Tonight, Shi Jian will leave the capital, and then it will depend on whether Pu Du Ci Hang will also leave to kill Shi Jian.

If you come, Shi Jian will accompany you. If you don't come, I can only think of other ways.

After just a few words, the horrifying scene of Shi Jian fighting with the big demon emerged in Zuo Qianhu's mind. If that were to happen, the people in the capital would have no chance of survival.

"So that's how it is, Master Shi, since you are sure that the demon is hiding in the Prime Minister's Mansion, why don't you tell His Majesty?"

Shi Jian paused and looked at Zuo Qianhu as if he was a fool. It was the end of the dynasty. What was the level of the emperor at that time? Was there any need to say more?

"No need for that. I only believe in the thunder in my hand!"

After saying that, Shi Jian was about to leave. At this moment, Nie Xiaoqian slowly appeared after being silent for a long time.

Nie Xiaoqian's sudden appearance scared Zuo Qianhu so much that his expression changed. Seeing that Shi Jian was not surprised, Zuo Qianhu realized that he was a friend and not an enemy, and he relaxed a little.

"Master... Xiaoqian just felt her father's aura, I wonder..."

Nie Xiaoqian wanted to say something but stopped herself. She had not expected to feel the fluctuations of her father's aura again. It had been twenty years, a full twenty years. Nie Xiaoqian almost forgot what her father looked like.

"Your father?"

Shi Jian frowned slightly, stopped, and motioned Nie Xiaoqian to continue.

"Yes, that's right, Master Zhen, my father seems to live in the courtyard opposite the Prime Minister's residence!"

As soon as these words were spoken, before Shi Jian could say anything, Captain Zuo got furious.

"what?
Girl, you said... Nie Xiang is your father?"

Captain Zuo was stunned. The place where the monster was hiding just now was the residence of the right prime minister Lin Xiang.

Opposite the Right Prime Minister Lin Xiang is the residence of the Left Prime Minister Nie Xiang!
The left and right prime ministers are the foundation of the country. Zuo Qianhu really didn't expect that in just half a day, he would be involved in two prime ministers...

"Left Prime Minister...

This matter is becoming more and more interesting!"

Originally, Shi Jian planned to leave the capital to lure Pu Du Ci Hang out of the capital to fight with him, but since Nie Xiaoqian's father is the left prime minister of the current dynasty, perhaps he could use his help for some things.

Of course, Shi Jian also wanted Nie Xiaoqian to meet his father.

"Xiao Qian, twenty years have passed, and it's only right that you meet your father.

Let’s go…”

Hearing this, Nie Xiaoqian felt mixed emotions deep down. Without hesitation, she walked in front, holding an oil-paper umbrella. The three of them turned back and arrived at the gate of the Zuo Xiang's residence.

Nie Xiaoqian knocked on the door of the mansion, and soon the door opened. Several guards with swords looked at Shi Jian and Nie Xiaoqian curiously. As for Captain Zuo, he was completely ignored by them.

The so-called seventh-rank officials in front of the prime minister, although they are guards, their status is much higher than that of the left captain.

"Whoever knocks on the door, you know this is the residence of Prime Minister Nie!"

The guards scolded, but before they could continue speaking, Nie Xiaoqian silenced them with just one word.

"My name is Nie Xiaoqian, and your Prime Minister Nie is my father..."

Just this one sentence, and several guards looked as if they had seen a ghost, their eyes becoming terrified.

Nie Xiaoqian...

These three words are a taboo for their Prime Minister. It is rumored that twenty years ago, when their Prime Minister entered the court as an official, one of his daughters met Nie Xiaoqian, but died unexpectedly in a foreign land. From then on, Prime Minister Nie often missed his daughter, and gradually, no one around him dared to mention this taboo.

The girl who appeared before him said her name was Nie Xiaoqian...

One can imagine the complicated feelings that the guards were feeling deep down at this moment.

However, they soon realized that Prime Minister Nie's daughter had been dead for twenty years. Even if she had not died, she could not still look like a young girl.

Therefore, they concluded that the girl in front of them was definitely not their prime minister's daughter!
"Go away, you are talking nonsense. Our Prime Minister's daughter has passed away for twenty years. How can you be our Prime Minister's daughter?

Leave quickly before we get angry, otherwise, don't blame us for being ruthless!"

Shi Jian just watched, he believed that Nie Xiaoqian could handle everything.

And Nie Xiaoqian will not let Shi Jian down.

With a sad smile, Nie Xiaoqian shook her head.

"Everyone, how do you think Xiaoqian is alive?"

After saying that, Nie Xiaoqian's figure gradually disappeared, leaving only the oil-paper umbrella still held up.

Seeing such a scene in broad daylight, several guards turned pale instantly!
(End of this chapter)