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Chapter 157: Elixir of Immortality, the Battle That Attracts World Attention
The upper part is the cloud, the lower part is the Jedi?
To support the princes, the world will be subdued?
Ji Yanzhong lived in the last dignified era of the Zhongzhou royal family. He still remembered that the emperor at that time offered sacrifices to heaven, earth and the country, and the princes and kings of all parties came to pay homage. Under the great emperor's crown, the whole world was under his control, but soon the parties began to fight for hegemony.

Heroes and overlords came one after another.

The three generations of kings who were given hope had little courage to wield swords and rule the world.

When it came to the current emperor, he did not have the courage to draw the sword, but instead looked for a sorcerer to seal the Chixiao Sword. Before, Ji Yanzhong had some pity and recognition for him, but these words shattered Ji Yanzhong's heart of Taoism.

A thought came into his mind.

Ah indeed!
Compared to this, the emperor of Zhongzhou is indeed no match.

After this thought came to his mind, Ji Yanzhong found that he was just like those royal family members whom he secretly despised when he came to the State of Chen. However, he soon discovered the intensity of the emotions surging in his heart.

He not only wants the Chixiao Sword to travel around the world.

He even wanted to tear the disgraceful emperor away from the royal family.

The gap was so big that he wanted to cover his face and run away.

Who is this person!

who is it! ?
But the next moment, the Chixiao sword became quiet. Ji Yanzhong's eyes widened, and the white-haired old man said anxiously: "Ancestor Chixiao, don't play dumb. Who is it? Give me a definite answer!" But the Chixiao divine weapon became dormant again and refused to make a sound.

"What about the back?"

"Why didn't you tell me about the more exciting things that happened later?"

"Please speak!"

Ji Yanzhong opened his eyes wide today, lying in the bed prepared by the royal family of Chen State, looking at the wooden patterns on the beams of the palace, counting them over and over again, unable to fall asleep. There was only one thought in his head, turning over and over again.

who is it?

Who is it? !
And there was still one person who couldn't sleep at today's banquet.

After bathing, Emperor Chen wore only a black casual suit and a jade crown to tie his hair. In front of him, the body of Chen Yuyun was lying on a large piece of ice jade. There were various sorcerers and Taoists there, and they had set up a formation with jade tablets and talismans.

Emperor Chen held a string of jade beads in his hand and moved them calmly. He was thinking about Chen Yuyun's death.

The Yuwen family, or the power behind the prince.

Yuwen Lie, or Tantai Xianming.

The one who gets the biggest benefit is the prince's family. If Tan Tai Xian knew that Chen Yuyun was an illegitimate child, then he would definitely know that the future emperor position must belong to Chen Yuyun. Then, it would be in his interest to eliminate this person first.

But Yuwen Lie also fits the bill.

This was done in order to disrupt the court of the State of Chen and frame Tan Tai.

The rest of the people have no interests or motives, at least not as big as theirs.

Emperor Chen personally checked the injury. The penetrating wound on the neck must have been caused by a top killer, or someone holding a magical weapon. He later went to see Chen Yuyun's body alone and found that there were some abnormalities in Chen Yuyun's internal organs.

The internal organs and certain acupuncture points decay too quickly.

More than ordinary.

After a person dies, their internal organs will naturally decay, and the speed of decay will be ignored.

Emperor Chen deliberately placed Chen Yuyun's corpse on Kunlun Ice Jade to keep it from decaying and then went to a banquet. When he returned, he found that the corpse, which should not have rotted, still showed signs of corruption and damage to its internal organs, which represented some special internal energy effect.

Emperor Chen slowly moved the jade beads, and the eunuch in charge of ceremonies came back.

Emperor Chen opened his eyes and said calmly, "How is it?"

The eunuch in charge of ceremonies said, "Si Qing has been missing for several days."

Emperor Chen paused for a moment, and the atmosphere froze for a moment. Emperor Chen said calmly: "Situ Deqing, the tenth assassin in the world under Tan Tai Xian Ming, I deliberately left him under my nose, but he disappeared."

"how do you feel?"

The eunuch in charge of ceremonies knelt on the ground and kowtowed, trembling: "I don't know."

Emperor Chen said calmly: "After all, Tan Tai Xian Ming is old too, making such a mistake."

"Or did someone deliberately use Situ Deqing to frame Tan Tai Xian Ming, sow discord between me and him, so that the Emperor and Empress would be alienated and the Emperor and Empress would be in confrontation, and then the world would be in chaos?"

"Those who have this heart."

"If he is not a madman who longs for chaos in the world and conquers everywhere, then he is Ying State."

"Who do you think it will be? Tan Tai or a frame-up?"

The eunuch pressed his forehead against the ground. He felt as if the emperor, who was calm and gentle when hosting a banquet for Ji Yanzhong, was now like a tyrannical dragon about to explode. He just said, "I don't know."

The emperor said calmly: "I said, it was a frame-up."

"Tan Tai would not use such a simple strategy."

"There is a possibility of a third person."

At this moment, the white-haired Taoist stepped forward and said:
"Your Majesty asked me to investigate this man's death."

"Although it is difficult, I can use the Yuan Guang technique to see the last scene he saw. Please grant me your permission, Your Majesty."

Emperor Chen nodded, his expression calm.

"allow."

So the Taoist priest seemed to have a bad temper and dispersed the other alchemists, asking them to leave. He was the only one left here, and then he performed the Yuan Guang technique. The air was dead silent, and the eunuch in charge of ceremonies broke out in cold sweat on his forehead. He lowered his head and did not dare to look.

Only a blurry image could be seen in the huge bronze mirror, and the rain kept falling.

It seems to be interfered by some kind of Yin-Yang magic.

However, even in the dark place, there was a presence that was still clearly visible. It was the last scene Chen Yuyun saw before his death. Inky rain clouds, in the falling rain, a dark golden mask with blood stains on one side, cold and indifferent, like a god who was taking lives.

The picture disappeared and the Taoist was kneeling on the ground.

Chen Huang watched this scene, and he knew that the tenth killer Situ Deqing had the mask in his hand.

This mask was once given by him to Tan Tai Xian Ming.

As the spoils of the accomplice after the incident ten years ago.

"well……"

"Before, I thought someone was plotting against you, Tan Tai Xian Ming, or did you guess what I was thinking?"

"How horrible, my Prime Minister."

"You actually understand my heart."

"However, I am also relieved. If someone really has you, me, and Yuwen Lie in the same game, even if they are in the dark, what kind of monster is this?"

The emperor sighed and remained silent. The jade beads in his hand suddenly scattered and fell all over the ground. The Taoist's face turned pale and he knelt on the ground. The eunuch in charge of ceremonies stiffened slightly. He had already lowered his head, but he still knew the news.

Emperor Chen looked at the white-haired old Taoist priest and said calmly:
"You knew already?"

"You've had this idea before, right? Dispersing everyone is also for the purpose of protecting them."

"You cunning old Taoist priest, stop pretending..."

The emperor looked at the Taoist priest, his face was uncertain, and there seemed to be murderous intent in his eyes, but in the end he raised his hand and threw the remaining beads in his hand into the Taoist priest's hand. The emperor seemed tired and said lightly: "You can go."

"I know your character. You won't spread such news casually."

"I should have killed you to silence you, but you have been by my side since you were a child, so I couldn't bring myself to do it. Take this jade bead and leave the palace immediately. Go, the farther the better, before I regret it."

"Don't come back in this life."

Emperor Chen closed his eyes and leaned his head against the seat.

He waved his hand tiredly.

The old Taoist priest remained silent. He knelt on the ground and knocked his forehead hard.

Then he turned around and walked away step by step. When he walked out of the palace, no assassin came to kill him. The old Taoist priest looked at the sky and felt relieved. His back was full of cold sweat. He walked away quickly, and Emperor Chen stood up and said lightly: "Si Li."

The eunuch in charge of ceremonies kowtowed and said, "I am here."

"Go and call for the best men in the palace to find out where Si Qing is."

"Yes."

"Tan Tai Xian Ming, Queen..."

"I want you to pay the price."

Emperor Chen paced alone. He watched his son die and the old Taoist who had been with him since childhood leave. Even he felt a sense of melancholy. His peerless magical skills could not dispel his fear of life and death. He unknowingly walked to the Qilin Palace.

After a moment of silence, he pushed the palace door open and entered.

A new Taoist priest with a higher level of attainment has replaced Hou Zhongyu and taken over the Qilin Palace. He is the Taoist priest of Nanshan, who claims to be three hundred years old. He has seen Emperor Wu and the expulsion of Siming, the grandmaster of the Yin-Yang School, as well as the breakup between Emperor Wu and Siming.

He claimed that he could refine elixirs, but although Hou Zhongyu's realm was not as good as his, he had been immersed in the way of sorcerers for a long time, and seemed to be related to the Green Robe Guest in the martial arts legend. Therefore, he had been occupying the Qilin Palace. The Taoist was in other places, and Emperor Chen spent a million dollars to build a palace for him.

One hundred and twenty boys and girls were used as envoys, and their rank was equivalent to that of the third rank. Thousands of people were usually employed, and the cost was huge. Yun Jindan used stone gall and stone marrow to send stone workers to carve dozens of large rocks hundreds of feet deep in Songshan. It has been six years. This Taoist who looked only middle-aged did not know that the emperor was coming, and hurriedly bowed and served tea.

Emperor Chen asked about the elixir of immortality.

The Taoist knelt on the ground and said, "Just a little bit more."

"I don't know where the mountain marrow of Nanshan has gone. I asked around and it seems that the Queen's people took it. People usually say, 'Happiness is as great as the East Sea, and life is as long as Nanshan.' This mountain marrow of Nanshan has the ability to prolong life. I wonder who the Queen gave it to."

Queen, Tan Tai...

There was a hint of anger in Emperor Chen's eyes. He held the tea and said:
"Tell me, without the Nanshan Mountain Marrow, what else can we do?"

The Taoist smiled slightly and said, "Yes."

"If you don't have stone gallbladder or stone marrow, you can use it as a substitute if you can get three hu and six dou of gallbladder marrow from a boy or girl!"

Emperor Chen was shocked: "What?"

The Taoist said: "The gallbladder marrow of young boys and girls can be used for this!"

"At least three hundred years of life."

"For example, my minister!"

"But Siming, that person is different..."

When the Taoist mentioned the supreme master of Yin-Yang School, there was only fear and admiration in his eyes.

"His talent, learning and heroic spirit are truly heavenly."

The expression on Emperor Chen's face changed several times, and he struggled with the temptation of immortality and the price of taking the gallbladders of young boys and girls. Finally, he closed his eyes, calmed down, and said, "Okay."

The Taoist was very happy.

A flash of sword appeared before his eyes, and Chen Huang's sword pierced through his protective qi, went through the Taoist's mouth, and then nailed it to the bronze pillar. Chen Huang's face was pale, half in the candlelight and half in darkness. He gasped, his eyes struggled, and finally turned cold.

He drew his sword and looked at the Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest was not killed by the sword. His three hundred years of cultivation were cut off by the sword. Blood was still gushing out of his mouth. He was shocked. Then he laughed and said:

"This is because the emperor has no blessings. When the time comes for me to be liberated, I will be reborn in Brahma Heaven."

Emperor Chen struck him to death with another sword strike.

"I'll take you there."

"Come here, cut his body into pieces, torture him, put all his bones and flesh into a wooden box, and nail it under thousands of mountains and rivers!"

He threw down his sword and looked at the dead Taoist priest in silence for a long time. Then he swept his sleeves and burned everything around him to ashes with the Emperor's Fire. He took out the Taoist priest's files and saw the words about human blood and human heart extending one's lifespan, and also saw a faint mention of the guest in green robe.

Emperor Chen burned all the Taoist's immortality items to ashes, and killed all his disciples without mercy. After giving this order, he picked up his sword and walked out. A female official came up. They were the female officials of Concubine Xue and the Empress. However, they said that the two ladies had each held a banquet to wait for Your Majesty.

It's a fight in the harem.

The emperor, who had just killed the evildoer, was wearing a sword and had no interest in dealing with the harem.

He said gently, "Okay."

After sending away the two female officials, Emperor Chen held the sword and looked at the palace. He suddenly understood the heart of his world-famous brother. When the regent was feared by the world, he saw the lame old wolf sitting on the roof, watching the sunset, lying there with his arms behind his head, basking in the sun.

He ignored the court and did not see his ministers. He just watched the sun slowly set.

Emperor Chen held the sword and said calmly:
"Second brother... Wanli."

“This position is really lonely.”

"I regret it a little bit."

"But I can't turn back."

When he walked out, the eunuch in charge of ceremonies asked him what to do with Qilin Palace next. Under the night sky, Emperor Chen was exhausted after all. He had to investigate the whereabouts of his son, examine the corpse, fight in the harem, fight for the position of emperor and prime minister, Ying State, Zhongzhou, and alchemists.

From Hou Zhongyu to this three-hundred-year-old Taoist priest.

Emperor Chen was exhausted, and waved his sleeves, saying: "...It is temporarily closed, and other alchemists are not allowed to enter."

"The Qilin Palace should be left vacant for now."

"I will make a decision later."

"Yes, as you command!"

In the Qilin Pavilion, the Fire Qilin's ears moved slightly.

A ray of golden light seemed to flash in Qilin's eyes.

The alchemists and Taoist priests were all withdrawn, which means -

Qilin Palace, only basic guards are left?
The opportunity has come.

There were only a few days left until the grand sacrifice. The Qilin closed its eyes, and the golden-red Qilin fire flowed slowly. The chains that bound it had long since become empty forms and could be broken free in a moment.

Only a few days left, waiting for the grand ceremony, and for that young man to appear...

Kirin fire flows.

…………

When the sun rose the next day, the emperor woke up. He looked at the world outside, and his mood returned to its original state, deep and cold. The emotions of yesterday, like ripples on the water, all dissipated.

He began to regret it.

I regret why I killed the Taoist priest who claimed to be immortal with one sword!

They should be kept in captivity, why should all the files be burned?

Emperor Chen looked at himself in the mirror, holding his wrist, and said, "Is the young me still 'alive' in this body? I know that if I struggle for too long, I will definitely not be able to resist the temptation and make the elixir of immortality."

"So we burned his files and disciples and killed them, to prevent him from having any chance to regret in the future."

"Once you sit down on a position like the emperor, you won't want to get off. You'll feel tired, but you'll never be exhausted. So what if you're lonely? No one in the world is qualified to stand shoulder to shoulder with me. That's what an emperor is!"

He walked out calmly again to face the emperor's day. The last battle of the competition before the grand sacrifice was extremely important. The emperor said that he wanted to share the joy with the people, so there were so many spectators that all the seats in the buildings on both sides were sold out.

Li Guanyi was wearing a brand new battle robe and simple inner armor.

After thinking for a while, she tied the eldest lady's red hairband on her left arm, and walked over with the halberd in her right hand. After seeing him, people cheered, not only the common people, but also the martial artists in the Central Plains and the knights in the south of the Yangtze River cheered for him.

Li Guanyi stretched out his hand in response, he was quite free and easy.

But as he walked by, his pupils shrank slightly and his line of sight shifted to look in one direction. Among the crowd of people, there was a tall monk wearing a bamboo hat, holding a mixed iron Zen staff in one hand, barefoot, and chanting scriptures.

That is--

Yan Xuanji? !

The fierce general who left the State of Chen and entered the Buddhist world? He actually got in?
Li Guan instantly thought of General Yue. If he had not seen the portrait last night, and if he had not had the method of disguising his temperament and charm in the second level of "The Twelve-Storied Tower in the Misty Rain of Jiangnan", he would have found it difficult to recognize him, because this monk no longer had any murderous aura, but only a rich Buddhist aura.

However, that wrist-thick Zen staff still has the power of the mixed iron and black weapon long stick.

The tall monk blended into the crowd, and the crowd surged.

Li Guanyi just blinked and Yan Xuanji disappeared.

He was surrounded by the crowd and walked towards the ring.

Li Guanyi retracted his gaze and looked at Yu Wenhua who had prepared early on the ring. The two looked at each other and Yu Wenhua grinned.

Li Guanyi raised his halberd and slowly stepped onto the stage.

The surrounding martial artists, common people, and noble families cheered. When Li Guan saw Yan Xuanji, he realized that the great sacrifice was about to begin. The court struggle between Ying State, Chen State, and Turkic was about to begin. The martial artists wanted to save General Yue, while he wanted to intercept Qilin and escape after the great sacrifice.

There are also the queen and imperial concubine, the emperor's illegitimate son, the crown prince of Ying and the second prince.

The whirlpool is huge and it is difficult to escape.

Po Jun's strategy is progressing steadily, but there are no guards in Qilin Palace and the world is in chaos.

Li Guanyi stepped onto the ring.

The young man raised the halberd, and suddenly paused.

Li Guanyi subconsciously glanced towards the platform, where there was an old man.

strangeness--

Li Guanyi frowned.

He felt that there was something there, calling him?

What is it?
At this moment, a faint glow appeared on the Chixiao Sword in the sword box.

(End of this chapter)