Super death chest system

Chapter 1053
Prince Zhen's Mansion, Gu Yu Shizi was standing respectfully in front of a middle-aged man who was beyond words.

"Is the blood like mercury? After getting the Mountain and River God Fist, this kid must be impatient to hit the realm of the Martial Saint."

The middle-aged man's eyes were indifferent, but there was a hint of envy and killing intent deep inside.

People who practice martial arts, who doesn't want to achieve the realm of martial saints, and who doesn't envy the existence that is so close to the realm of martial saints.

But as the overlord of one party, he couldn't tolerate being so offended by the majesty of the palace, let alone tolerate an existence that he couldn't control in his own territory.

This middle-aged man is indeed King Zhen!
"Father, the Zhenhai Escort Bureau is just a dog we raised, and now it openly seeks refuge with an outsider, dedicating its holy martial arts to that outsider. If the palace ignores it, I am afraid that from now on, it will lose its prestige in Lizhou. , the imperial court will also take the opportunity to attack me."

Gu Yu said with an ugly face. "That foolish lord, since he came to the throne, has been coveting my Prince Zhen's mansion, listened to his ministers, withdrew his vassals and took power. In just two years, King Yan and King Wei were framed for treason, and their families were copied and executed. That foolish lord is so mean. If there is trouble, he will never let go of this opportunity."

"Yu'er, your vision is really narrow." King Zhen shook his head when he heard the words, "This Mountain and River Divine Fist has been lost for many years, but now it suddenly appeared in the Shen family's ancestral land. Do you really think it's a coincidence?"

Gu Yu's face changed: "What does the father mean?"

King Zhen smiled faintly: "Back then, not only the Shanhe Shenquan was lost, but also the holy-level martial arts of my Prince Zhen's mansion, and even the martial sage of the Shen family who learned these two martial arts, and your grandfather, are also inexplicable." Tragic death, do you think it was all a coincidence?"

Gu Yu narrowed his eyes when he heard the words. As a prince, he is best at conspiracies and tricks. He naturally understood that such a coincidence could not happen, and murmured: "Father wants to say that the reappearance of the Mountain and River God Fist , has something to do with what happened back then? But it’s too long ago.”

"Hey, to mortals, it's a long time, but to an immortal, a hundred years is just a moment"

King Zhen sneered.

"Father means that the gods—"

Gu Yu's expression changed, as if he thought of something terrifying in his eyes, his voice was almost suffocated, and he quickly stopped talking.

"That old dog has always wanted to reorganize the Dali River and Mountains, but he is loyal to Dali, not the royal family. There are so many people who want to take his dog's life, how dare he stretch his paws on the king's body?" When it comes to the territory, it’s really a coward.”

King Zhen sneered, his eyes filled with coldness.

"It turns out that everything is the trajectory of the Shenhou Mansion, so we really can't fall into the trap."

Gu Yu gritted his teeth, "Since that's the case, let's let that lowlife die. We can't know it's a trick and make people use it as a knife."

"Who says it can't." Unexpectedly, King Zhen sneered and narrowed his eyes, "I'm still in charge of this matter."

"What's the meaning of this, Father?" Gu Yu was puzzled.

"Hmph, that old dog took out the Mountain and River God Fist as bait. In that case, this king wants him to pay his wife and lose his army." King Zhen's eyes flickered, "Heroes come out of troubled times. In today's world, everything is nothing but oneself His strength is the most important thing. If this king wants to get a share of this troubled world, he must become a martial saint. Even if he knows that this mountain and river fist is a bait, this king has no choice but to fight for it. If you are confident in your own strength, it doesn’t matter if your blood is like mercury, whoever wins or loses will have to fight once.”

"Damn it, with the dignity of our Prince Zhen's Mansion, it is really humiliating to ask for even a book of holy-level martial arts." Gu Yu's eyes were full of unwillingness.

In fact, with the power of Prince Zhen's Mansion, it is not difficult to obtain a holy-level martial arts book. However, at the beginning of the establishment of the Dali Dynasty, there were agreements with many holy places that those martial arts sects were not allowed to teach martial arts at will. Brothers of feudal princes, especially those who study martial arts at the holy level, are even more strictly prohibited.

Once the rules are violated, if it is a rebellion, the imperial court will destroy the sect forces that violate the rules at all costs.

Although the royal family is in decline, after all, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. Even now, those forces with martial saints in charge do not dare to violate this rule.

It is one thing to prohibit the vassal kings from learning the martial arts of those top sects, but it is another thing if the vassal kings themselves obtain the holy martial arts.

However, with the strength of King Zhen's mansion, they are not so lucky. So far, they do not have holy martial arts, but now the opportunity is in front of them. Even if King Zhen knows it is a trick, he can only gamble.

It has to be said that the god they talked about was extremely terrifying and his calculations were unfathomable, but this did not mean that King Zhen was a fool. Since he dared to make a move, he naturally had something to rely on.

At the same time, in the city of Youxian County, an old monk in plain clothes, with a compassionate face, was slowly walking towards the city. When he was about to enter the city, the old monk suddenly raised his head and looked towards the top of the mountain in the distance.

In that direction, there is a gazebo standing on the top of the mountain.

"Have you been discovered? The stinky monk Cinan's qi perception has become more and more profound. It seems that he is not far from the realm of martial saints."

Inside the gazebo, a middle-aged man in luxurious clothes, with a serious expression, a jug of good wine and an exquisite moonlight cup on the table, said lightly.

Afterwards, the middle-aged man looked towards the county town at the foot of the mountain, his eyes fell on the towering palace in the center, and he couldn't help but sneer: "Ambition is not small, but it's a pity, it's just a waste who can't see himself clearly , depending on you, you also want to fight the old thief Yichen? You deserve it too."

"Helmsman."

At this time, a masked man appeared outside the gazebo, but respectfully knelt down on the ground, "The spies have sent information that Su Jin hasn't come out for a day and a night."

The middle-aged man known as the rudder master is none other than Zhao Guangming, who is assigned the helm of Lizhou by Tiansha. This man looks bold and unruly, he doesn't look like a killer, but he is the one who makes countless wealthy people in Lizhou fearful. Since he became the helmsman, he has taken 140 six shots, but he has never lost a single one.

"It seems that the kid is really planning to attack the realm of martial saints. You are an idiot. To attack the realm of martial saints at this time is really suicidal."

When Zhao Guangming heard the words, his eyes sparkled, but he got up, and a long blood-red cloak flew with the wind instantly, which made Zhao Guangming exude even more terrifying power.

"Go, enter the city."

Inside the secret room.

But Su Jin didn't know that there were already three masters eyeing him, and it was his most critical moment.

But even if he knew, he wouldn't care. He is now fully immersed in the process of impacting the ape-armed orifice. Even the sound of the system loading successfully did not distract him.
(End of this chapter)