Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 458: Do you really want to give up the chance to inherit the throne and go to guard Qingtianzhou? (Seeking monthly votes)
Master!

If this old figure is not the Master, then who else could it be?

But at this moment, the Master's face looked as old as a swaying candle, his expression was drowsy, and his body seemed unable to support itself.

"Master, that's Master..."

Countless people within a radius of thousands of miles looked up and looked at the old figure in the light curtain.

Master Bailu Mountain is a legend in the hearts of the people.

But what we see now is that the old master looks like an ordinary person, doesn’t he?

What's more, the Master we see now is desolate and vicissitudes of life, completely different from the Master in the rumors who is as wise as a god and suppresses the Confucianism and Taoism of Qingtian Continent alone.

"This teacher doesn't even look as impressive as the teacher at the village school."

"Ah, Master, you have caused such a big battle, but it turns out to be just like this."

"It's Zhang Juzheng, who is said to have slain 100,000 demons. He is indeed very powerful."

"Well, I also think Zhang Juzheng is more like the Master."

Many people shook their heads, with emotion on their faces.

Master, you are far different from what I imagined.

The practitioners do not take the ordinary people's feelings to heart.

But from what the cultivators saw, it was clear that the Master's life span had come to an end, and his state of mind had been shattered by the thunder tribulation.

"Disciple Zhang Juzheng, I pay my respects to the Master."

Inside the light curtain, Zhang Yuan bowed.

"I have come here to help you overcome your mental tribulation."

Zhang Yuan spoke loudly.

The Master's eyes were filled with a bit more brilliance. He looked at Zhang Yuan in front of him, his expression changed, and he sighed softly.

"You are late..."

"I've failed seven consecutive heart tribulations, and my mind is broken—"

The master's gaze fell on Zhang Yuan, and the last bit of light in his eyes was like stars.

"You've come just in time. I'll use my shattered soul to draw the final thunder tribulation upon myself, and thus I'll die together with the heavenly tribulation."

"Now that you have entered this calamity, you should use the power of the calamity to improve your cultivation and enter the realm of freedom. Then, you can stay in Qingtianzhou for a hundred years and stabilize the situation in Qingtianzhou."

"Although I failed to achieve enlightenment, with the support of the Great Dao, Qingtianzhou's upper limit will be raised to a level close to that of a Grandmaster, and you will also be able to have the power of a half-step Grandmaster."

The Master's voice rang out from within the light curtain.

Everyone looked at the light screen with horror on their faces.

The Master was heartbroken and had no hope of achieving enlightenment.

At this time, Zhang Juzheng stepped forward, and the Master decided to pass on all his legacy to Zhang Juzheng.

With the influence of the Master, Zhang Juzheng cultivated himself into a free and easy person and ruled over Qingtianzhou.

Qingtianzhou can also steadily feed back the power of the Great Dao. Although it cannot truly lead to advancement, it can also raise the upper limit of cultivation to a higher level.

This is the most perfect outcome if the Master fails to overcome the tribulation.

"No wonder..." Cai Yuanding, the sacrificial scholar of Chongshan Mansion at Jinglun Academy, said with a bright look in his eyes, "No wonder Zhang Juzheng suddenly appeared six months ago. It turns out that he was preparing for this day."

"Zhang Juzheng is the one chosen by the Master to take charge of Confucianism and Taoism in Qingtianzhou?" A white-bearded old man murmured in front of the students of Xuanji Academy.

"So that's how it is. From this perspective, Zhang Juzheng is the backup plan that the Master has prepared long ago." Sect Master Wu Yunzi said softly in front of the disciples of Qingyun Immortal Sect.

At this moment, countless people understood.

Why was Zhang Juzheng able to suppress immortals and demons?
Why did Zhang Juzheng dare to enter the Master's mind at this time?

Because Zhang Juzheng was chosen by the Master, if he fails to survive the tribulation, he will inherit all his legacy and be the one in charge of Confucianism and Taoism in Qingtianzhou!
The Master had planned all this long ago!
Far away on Bailu Mountain, Zhuang Moxuan had a complicated expression and lowered his head in silence.

Behind him, Kong Wenyuan opened his mouth but ultimately said nothing.

Kong Wenyuan understood that neither he nor Zhuang Moxuan had the killing power of Zhang Juzheng, which was why they could not let the master pass on his legacy.

It turned out that Zhang Juzheng's arrival was all planned by the Master.

In the imperial city, in front of the light array of the Imperial Observatory, the emperor frowned.

The eldest prince standing aside had a solemn expression.

Duke Chengguo Lu Jun looked hesitant.

They all knew that it was not the Master's plan for Zhang Juzheng to enter the Bailu Academy.

However, it was probably Zhang Juzheng's strength and means that persuaded the Master to go with the flow. However, if Zhang Yuan really stayed on Qingtian Island, would it be beneficial or harmful to Daqin and the Black Ice Platform?

"Guard Qingtianzhou..." Zhao Yu spoke softly in front of the light curtain of the parade ground on the Northern Great Wall.

She also didn't know what Zhang Yuan would choose at this time.

Just nod your head and you can reach the sky in one step.

How many people in the world can resist such temptation...

"Master, let me see what kind of heart tribulation even you can't overcome."

"As for what happened on Qingtian Continent, let's wait and see."

Zhang Yuan spoke loudly, moved his body, took a step forward, stood in front of the teacher, and reached out to grab the teacher's sleeve.

A green light and shadow enveloped the two of them, and their bodies became illusory.

Not only the body, but the entire light curtain also began to vibrate like a lake.

"Haha, okay, then I will help you overcome your mental tribulation again." The Master's long laughter rang out in the lake-like light and shadow.

"boom--"

The light and shadow vibrated, and the world roared!
Above the sky, the light and shadow between the clouds condense into a magnificent picture!
"That's Yong Tianzhou!"

Several exclamations were heard from Xuyang City.

The mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the hills are green.

The palace stretches for thousands of miles, endlessly!
Yong Tianzhou!
What is shown in the light and shadow is the foundation of Jiuzhou, the last holy land of the human race, Daqin Yongtianzhou!

Nine long rivers of luck that look like golden dragons linger under the gilded sky, dyeing the mountains and rivers of Yongtianzhou into brilliant gold!

In the east, the Qingming River winds like a dragon, in the west, the snow-capped peaks reach the sky like swords, in the southern border, a hundred thousand peach trees are blazing like fire, and in the northern border, eagles soar into the sky over the vast plains!

This mountain and river is Yongtianzhou!
The imperial city of Xianliang is vast and majestic.

Nine-story palaces, three hundred neighborhoods, viewed from the sky, the orderly formation of Xianliang City exudes a mighty aura that soars into the sky.

"That is, the Great Qin Imperial City..."

"I have no regrets at all for being able to witness the majesty of the Great Qin Imperial City in this lifetime..."

"Master, you are from Daqin."

Countless voices murmured, staring blankly at the Great Qin Imperial City in the light curtain.

This is the most prosperous city of the human race in the world!

"Master!"

Two figures appeared in the light curtain.

"That's it, Master!"

Everyone exclaimed.

He wore a black robe, a golden crown to tie his hair, and a long sword hung from his waist.

Isn’t that handsome and graceful young man in his early thirties the Master?

Zhang Yuan, who was following the Master with a knife in hand, had a calm expression.

The two of them crossed the Longchi Avenue in the imperial city, passing by one palace after another.

The chanting sounds of three thousand great scholars in the Imperial City Academy turned into golden seal characters, forming into vast flowing clouds among the clouds.

The base was cast from the North Sea's black ice jadeite, and the evaporating spiritual energy condensed into the Xuanyang Palace with nine thousand white jade steps.

As you go up the stairs, you can see the vast mountains and rivers beneath your feet, like a brocade spread out in the Mountain and River Palace.

The twenty-eight copper pillars of the Imperial Astronomical Observatory pierced the sky, and the inscriptions of demon-slaying engraved on the pillars sparkled like a galaxy.

In front of the Wuwei Palace, a million soldiers in black armor were lined up like an inky ocean, and the huge "Stop War" monument formed by the military spirit reflected the majestic outline of the northern Great Wall that meandered like a dragon.

At the end of the imperial city's Danchi, the Mountain and River Cauldron absorbs and exhales the energy of the earth's veins, refining the splendid mountains and rivers of Yongtianzhou into an eternal scroll.

The flying eaves of the palace are connected to the stars, the pavilions and towers are hidden in the clouds, every brick and tile is soaked in the fortune of the human race for three thousand years, and every palace wall guards the backbone of the creatures in the nine continents.

……

"Seventeenth Prince Ying Xuan, are you really going to give up your chance to inherit the throne and go guard Qingtian Continent?"

"You should know how much your Majesty values ​​you."

"If you don't go to Qingtianzhou, this Great Qin will be yours."

A soft voice sounded within the light curtain.

(End of this chapter)