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Chapter 220: The King of the Lost Country, Taizu of Italy

Just a word hello.

Yilong and Chu Huaisheng were so frightened that they collapsed on the ground, not daring to move.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to kill anyone this time when I come to the palace, as long as you know what's happening."

Kong Ji grabbed it casually.

Stone bricks immediately flew out from the palace wall under his feet and combined into a stone chair directly under him.

Kong Ji sat down and leaned back, and Hong Jing stood behind him, holding a sword.

"You really don't want to kill me?"

Seeing Kong Ji's attitude, Yilong felt a little relieved. Chu Huaisheng was also scared and broke out in a cold sweat. He finally got up and helped Yilong sit on the dragon throne that had been prepared long ago.

"of course."

Kong Ji smiled and said, "Killing you now will not do me any good. Of course, as long as you are sensible, I may not kill you in the future."

"sensible?"

Although Yilong is young, he is the ruler of a country after all, and he is also an emperor who has mastered certain powers under the pressure of powerful ministers.

At this moment, his mentality is actually better than Chu Huaisheng and those other successful soldiers and generals.

Everyone else looked at Kong Ji, feeling uneasy.

He let out a breath, regained his composure, sat up straight, and began to talk with Kong Ji.

"How can I be sensible?"

"You will understand when the time comes."

Kong Ji waved his hand.

However, Yilong sighed and said, "It's nothing more than being willing to be the king of a fallen country, and finally getting the title of Duke of Anle."

"Lord Anle?"

Kong Ji smiled and said: "You are quite wise, worthy of being the ruler of a country, but I'm afraid you don't have the title of Duke Anle."

"Not even a title?"

Yilong asked back: "The Great Italian Country, which occupies two stars, is offering them to us. Can we only be a civilian?"

"That may not be the case." Kong Ji said, "The social order on Earth has long since left behind the feudal system of Italy. The title is just an empty title, but I can make the decision. I will let you be an ordinary citizen, enjoying the rights of a normal person without any discrimination, and you can continue to practice."

"In addition, I will leave you a fortune so that you can develop real estate and build a company. I'm afraid your life will be more comfortable than your current life as an emperor."

"Besides, you have the resources accumulated by the royal family for thousands of years. You will not be poor. The cultivation knowledge in your head alone is enough to make you rich and powerful."

“Real estate, company?”

Yilong didn't quite understand what he said, but he knew that judging from the power Kong Ji had displayed and the fact that he could freely leave the coalition and act independently, Kong Ji's say was definitely not low.

"Although I"

When it came to this word, Yilong was stuck for a moment, and finally changed the word: "Although I don't know what real estate and company mean, but since Mr. Kong has spoken, I think it shouldn't be too bad."

Kong Ji smiled and said, "It's much better than you think. Of course, this is just the condition I can give you. If you have the ability, you may be able to get more benefits in the negotiation."

"I hope so."

Yilong let out a long sigh.

He now wanted to order the killing of Kong Ji, but he knew that it was impossible for him to do it.

Chu Huaisheng had such a high level of cultivation, but he didn't even dare to breathe when he stood next to him.

The soldiers also had fear on their faces, until they saw that the two had no intention of fighting, they felt relieved.

"Above Yin and Yang, unless I can possess this kind of power, otherwise, no matter how powerful the emperor is or how many millions of troops he has, it will be useless in front of this person."

"I never thought that the Yi family unified the world, defeated foreign enemies, and sat on the throne for a thousand years, but now that it has been passed to my generation, it will be destroyed."

"The king who lost his country."

Yilong sighed secretly, and infinite sorrow emerged in his heart.

"His Majesty!"

As if sensing this sadness, Chu Huaisheng suppressed his fear and said softly: "I will always be by your side."

Yilong patted him and said nothing.

Kong Ji looked at the scene of affection between the monarch and his subject, shook his head, and said nothing more.

Waited for a while.

Yilong calmed down a little, and he raised his head again to look at Kong Ji carefully.

It was at this glance that he suddenly discovered something wrong.

"Mr. Kong, is your last name Kong?"

"What do you mean?"

Kong Ji was stunned when he heard this, and actually felt a little confused.

Yilong explained: "Is Mr. Kong's family or even his ancestors all surnamed Kong?"

"Yes."

Kong Ji nodded and asked, "You seem to have discovered something extraordinary."

Yilong shook his head: "Maybe I'm overthinking it. The world is so big, there are people who look similar. It's just that I was in a bad mood before and didn't pay attention. I just took a closer look and found that Mr. Kong is somewhat similar to someone I know, so I couldn't help asking."

"I look a bit like someone you know?"

Kong Ji became interested after hearing this: "Who is it?"

Yilong pondered for a moment, then stood up and gestured, "Sir, please follow me alone."

He didn't take anyone with him and jumped off the city wall alone, heading towards the back of the palace.

"Master?"

Hong Jing pulled Kong Ji's sleeve.

"rest assured."

Kong Ji shook his head and looked at the people around him. Everyone who came into his sight didn't dare to look at him any longer and just lowered their heads.

"Just wait here, don't worry."

Done.

He followed Yilong's steps and headed towards the rear of the royal family.

Passing through the deep palace.

Kong Ji followed Yilong and soon arrived at a building that looked like a temple.

In front of the temple, there was a row of eunuchs who had achieved great success in their cultivation.

When Kong Ji passed through the palace, he saw that there was not a single soldier in the entire palace, and all of them had fallen onto the palace walls.

But this temple does.

Among them there is even a eunuch master who has cultivated to the level of magical powers.

When the man saw Yilong coming, he immediately came forward and looked at Kong Ji with a wary look. "Your Majesty."

"Everyone, please leave."

Yilong waved his hand.

Those people were stunned when they heard this.

Yilong's face suddenly turned cold: "Do you want me to say it again?"

"Yes!"

Suddenly, no one dared to make a sound and they all retreated to a distance.

"This place seems to be very important. All the masters in the palace have been transferred to the palace walls, but this small temple is still heavily guarded."

Kong Ji did not release his magic power to sense the small temple, but stood with his hands behind his back, smiling slightly and said, "Is there a supreme treasure hidden in it that your royal family treasures? Or is there some killer weapon hidden in it?"

"The entire Great Yi Kingdom is the most precious treasure. As for the trump card?" Yilong said self-deprecatingly: "What trump card can allow a mortal with less than innate ability to defeat a peerless master like you, Mr. Kong?"

"It's just a royal ancestral temple, used to worship one person."

Yilong pushed the door open and walked in, saying at the same time: "The founder of the world's cultivation system, the founding monarch of the Great Yi Kingdom, Yi Shentong, is also often referred to as Yi Taizu."

Inside the temple.

Fruits, incense and candles are all fully displayed.

Coming straight ahead is an altar.

On the altar, there is a wooden tablet, and written on it is Yi Shentong's name.

Above the tablet, there is a portrait.

Kong Ji looked carefully and saw that the portrait was painted vividly, with eyebrows, eyes, nose and mouth all clearly drawn. It was not a style like that of ancient painters, but more like modern painting style, mainly realism.

The image shows Yi Shentong sitting on the dragon throne with a dignified look and wearing a dragon robe. He looks very young.

The most important point.

That is, Kong Ji actually saw a trace of his own shadow on Yi Shentong's face, but when he looked carefully, he felt that there was no similarity between them.

"No wonder you said I look like someone you know."

“It turns out to be Yi Taizu, Yi Shentong.”

Yilong lit three incense sticks in his hand and inserted them into the incense burner.

"Yes."

"Mr. and Taizu have completely different facial features, but they are always associated with each other and seem very similar."

Yilong bowed three times, turned around and continued, "I wonder if Mr. Kong knows the history of my country?"

"Know something."

Kong Ji nodded, but his eyes were still fixed on Taizu's portrait.

The painter had superb skills and the portrait is well preserved.

The facial features, hair, and every tiny and subtle feature are drawn carefully.

Judging from any part of the portrait, Yishentongyi Taizu and Kong Ji have no similarities at all, but the situation changes when the perspective is further away, as if the two really have something in common.

"It's really interesting. I and Yi Taizu are somewhat similar. Is there any connection between them? Or is it simply because there are always people who look alike in the vast sea of ​​people?"

Kong Ji couldn't figure it out for a moment.

Yilong continued, "I think Mr. Kong has been here for so long that he should know some history about Italy. After the first war between the two worlds, Italy was betrayed by traitors, the palace was burned down, and many historical materials have been lost. This portrait is the only thing that has been preserved about Taizu."

"I wonder if you have ever heard of the story of Taizu's death at the age of sixty?"

"I've heard of it." Kong Ji nodded. "It is said that when spiritual energy first appeared and Yi Taizu was born, his body was naturally able to absorb spiritual energy and circulate automatically. Later, when he was conquering the world, he created a method based on the circulation of his own spiritual energy. This method was also the enlightenment of Yi's initial practice of martial arts."

"Emperor Yi relied on this technique to cultivate to the realm of magical power, and finally unified the world, but he died at the age of sixty."

“Now that you ask, is it fake?
"No." Yilong shook his head and said, "This incident is clearly recorded in the history books and is still preserved."

"The life span of a cultivator in the Mana Realm is at least 200 years, so how did Yi Taizu die?"

"I don't know." Yilong said, "According to the records in the history books, Taizu was said to have fought for many years, and his body was damaged in the end. He died at the age of 60. But you should also know that after a person cultivates to the realm of magic power, any damage to the body can be easily repaired, let alone illness."

"At that time, the only person who had reached the Mana Realm and whose history can be traced back to Taizu was Taizu. The next cultivators who reached the Mana Realm did not appear until thirty years after Taizu's death."

"So, there may be some reasons for Taizu's death that are unknown to later generations."

Kong Ji's face darkened.

He actually had questions too.

In the realm of magic power, even if one is only practicing Qi, physical injuries are not a big deal. As long as one's hands or feet are not broken or even the heart is stabbed, they can all be repaired.

Unless there is some supreme poison, or you are injured by a cultivator of the same level.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to get hurt, let alone die at the age of sixty.

"So no one's going to investigate?"

"No."

Yilong thought about it, then hesitated and said, "Actually, there are some, but during the first war between the two worlds, Taizu's tomb was destroyed, and his body was dug out and burned. Even if we want to investigate, there is no chance."

"As for the records before the war, that's unclear."

"Now there is only an empty coffin in Taizu's tomb. The only things related to Taizu are this portrait and a few words in the history books."

"If you don't believe me, you can go and open the coffin and check it yourself."

Yilong spoke frankly and was not afraid at all that Kong Ji would investigate.

Kong Ji knew from his attitude that it must be true, and nodded: "I see."

He didn't expect that there was such a secret.

The body of Emperor Taizu Yi was gone, leaving only a portrait.

The whole thing seems to be a little wrong, but upon closer inspection it seems very normal and there is nothing suspicious.

Moreover, the incident happened too long ago and the history books were destroyed, so it is no longer possible to verify it.

"That's all I know."

Yilong walked out of the temple gate: "Sir, there are some similarities between you and Taizu, but if you look closely, there is nothing special. That's why I asked that question. I hope you don't misunderstand me."

"That's nothing."

Kong Ji waved his hand and said, "There are many similar people in the world. Maybe it's just a coincidence."

Say so.

He himself had a feeling that something was unusual, but he had no clue what to do, so he had to keep this matter in mind for the time being.

The two men walked out, and the eunuchs who were guarding came back to protect the ancestral hall.

"Now that the matter has been settled, sir, if you don't kill me, I guess you have something to investigate."

"I will arrange it. You are welcome to come in and out of the Imperial Palace and Italian territory. Please do as you please."

Yilong sighed: "As the king of a fallen country, I should also think about what to do next."

I wanted to go back to Earth today, but I didn't expect it would be tomorrow~
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(End of this chapter)