Raising the Demon

Chapter 686

In the center of Shangjing is a mountain.

A mountain that is not high, but extremely wide.

Qi Hanshan said that the overall structure of Shangjing is very similar to Xijing, which is not an illusion.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that both Shangjing and Xijing were made by the same person, but they are more high-end and more complete.

What promotes the operation of the entire Xijing is the aura brought by the water from outside Xijing. The huge array underground in Xijing absorbs the aura of the entire water and injects it into Xijing.

And it is not the river, but the sky that drives Beijing.

Eight strips of light were pulled out from eight directions and gathered on the short mountain in the center. That short mountain was called Zijin Mountain. On the Zijin Mountain was the huge imperial city. Looking at it from any place in Shangjing, You can see the majestic palace and the continuous palace wall.

And in the same way, looking out from the heights of the imperial city, one can look down on any part of the entire Xijing, and all the buildings and pedestrians can be seen.

At this time, Ji Yan was standing in the imperial city, looking at the high platform in the distance.

From time to time, spies came to report: "Report to the Holy Majesty, Master Zi is reciting poems to fight against."

"Reporting to Your Majesty, Master Zi and Talented Master Zhu are discussing poems."

"Reporting to Your Majesty, Master Zi is grinding ink."

Every detail and every move of Zi Baifeng was quickly reported to Ji Qin's ears.

Ever since Zi Baifeng came to Shangjing, Ji Qin has been following Zi Baifeng's every move.

Letting a person pay attention to another person means that he is interested in that person.

But if one person pays attention to another person's every move, then there is a problem.

But Ji Jing couldn't help herself to do so.

If Zi Baifeng had just lifted the crisis of the Tianguang Juling Pagoda, what he had brought him was a deep shock.

After everything settled down, there was only one emotion left in Ji Yan's heart.

fear.

For any emperor, he would not allow any existence beyond his control in his excesses.

He is the Emperor of Humanity, and all human beings in the world should bow their heads to him and obey him.

As the so-called butt determines the position, Ji Qin once laughed at his brother's short-sightedness and narrow-mindedness, but when he also sat in this position, he finally understood why his brother would neglect such a capable and strong man as Zi Baifeng.

Because he is too strong, too strong to control.

The nearly perfect battle of the Tianguang Juling Pagoda, the layout ability, the execution ability, and everything made Ji Yan feel terrified.

As the saying goes, cunning rabbits are dead and running dogs cook, birds are good bows and hide, all the emperors in the world are like this, people all over the world can only share adversity, not riches and honours. With eyes, you can see Zi Baifeng's almost emotionless, completely indifferent and decisive expression when he first saw Zi Baifeng.

What he wants to do the most is to cook Zi Baifeng, the "running dog", but the cunning rabbit is not dead yet, no, it's not the cunning rabbit, but a pack of cruel wolves.

But what did such a Zi Baifeng, who was simply a peerless hero in Ji Qin's mind, do after he came to Xijing?
He actually bought a piece of land, bought a few more houses, opened a Gui Moxuan, and went to sell his own ink.

What the hell is he doing?
Is this really the Zi Baifeng he knew?

Ji Mo stood in front of the window, frowning and looking ahead.

The large formation in the imperial city can isolate all outside inquiries, and he is not worried that Zi Baifeng will find out that he is paying attention to him.

He looked at Zi Baifeng inquisitively, and he found that the more he researched Zi Baifeng, the weirder he became. Everything about him seemed to be a mystery, mysterious skills, rising for no reason at all, amazing talent, And talents that others can hardly match.

If such a person becomes his opponent, if he wants to threaten his rule...

Not to mention, Zi Baifeng is a descendant of the Zi family.

Who knows if tens of thousands of years have passed, if the members of the Zi clan still have the heart of restoration?

I have to guard against it, I have to guard against it!

Ji Jing is actually very insecure.

He was almost caught up by the ducks. The reason why he was elected was because of some coincidence that both Zhulong and Zibaifeng chose him.

And the enemies he faces, any pair is so powerful.

The fairy world, the demon world, the demon world... and Zi Baifeng.

And it was this lack of security that made him start planning for a rainy day.

Ji Yan looked at it for a while, and saw that Zi Baifeng was still competing with others in poetry, and felt that nothing would happen, so she turned and walked out of the study.

People saluted him all the way. Ji Yan walked in the imperial city like a tiger patrolling his territory. He would occasionally stop and look around. When his eyes swept over, the guards standing in the corner held their Breathing, holding your head high and not daring to move, like a sculpture, and the palace people who came and went lay down on the ground, trembling all over.

This is Tianwei!
In a corner of the palace, there is an independent courtyard. It doesn’t look very big from the outside, but when you enter it, it’s unique. Even the emperor had to knock on the door a few times before he was verified and invited. go in.

"Your Majesty, the whole world is overjoyed!" As soon as he entered, a person jumped up exaggeratedly, knelt down at his feet, and said loudly: "The research of the ancestors has made great progress, and it will be completely successful soon. gone."

"Really?" Ji Yan walked a few steps excitedly, walked around the old eunuch kneeling on the ground, and walked towards the inner courtyard. The inner courtyard was much larger than it looked from the outside. Seven or eight old people either frowned in thought, or whispered Talking, there are half-dissected but still alive human bodies, guards who are practicing experimental exercises, dead bodies, and flesh and blood that have been shattered into strange shapes.

Seeing the emperor coming in, those old people just raised their eyelids and ignored Ji Jing, but Ji Jing came here almost every day, sometimes even several times, and he saw a guard whose cultivation level had skyrocketed , on the other side of the yard, experimenting with various spells.

Zhiluo Jinxian is certainly abominable, but he also did two good things, one is to create a foundation for Ji Yan to rise to the top, and the other is to lower the Immortal Ascension Technique.

Although the Ascending Immortal Art was stripped from Zhiluo Jinxian's own practice, it was uneasy and kind, but this Immortal Ascension Art, even in the fairy world, can be regarded as the top-level exercise for improving strength. After improvement, it can Bypass the trap and control of Zhiluo Jinxian, and gain the purpose of improving strength without being affected by side effects.

Moreover, Immortal Ascension Technique takes effect very quickly, and within a few days, his strength can be greatly improved, which will be his greatest reliance.

"Fourth Grandpa, you have worked hard, old man." Ji Yan stood there watching for a while, and finally saw an old man who seemed to be idle, and hurried up.

Even though he is the emperor, he doesn't dare to do anything wrong to these old people. They are the real hidden power of the royal family, and they are also his elders. Threat, otherwise they will never make a move.

Each of these old people is a powerful existence piled up by the royal family with endless resources, and they can crush Ji Ren to death with one hand.

Of course, their oath does not allow them to change dynasties and intervene in the throne.

"En." The old man snorted indifferently, as if he didn't pay attention to Ji Yan at all.

Ji Yan has long been accustomed to it, with a courteous smile on his face: "Fourth Grandpa, how long will it take to complete this Emperor Immortal Immortal Technique?"

The old man raised his eyelids and glanced at him, but he didn't answer for a long time. When Ji Er's expression became tense, he said slowly: "The big city will be completed in about seven days, and then you will choose a group of the most loyal ones. The guards came over and asked them to practice the improved Huangji Ascension Technique."

"What kind of power would that possibly have?" Ji Yan was still worried.

The old man narrowed his eyes: "The strength of a true immortal may not necessarily be there, but there are always masters in the heaven list."

Hearing this news, Ji Yan's heart beat wildly.

After seven days, he will have the strength to continuously create masters in the heaven list!

Although Zhiluo Jinxian wanted to destroy the world, but to Ji Yan, he was an out-and-out lucky star.

When leaving this remote courtyard, Ji Yan felt that she was about to fly.

As long as another seven days pass, he will have a better running dog. Now Zi Baifeng, the "running dog", is useless. By then, he may be able to cook him.

This made his previous surveillance and apprehension extremely ridiculous.

So even the spies reported to him: "Master Zi is painting..."

"Go on, there is no need to report what Zi Baifeng is doing." Ji Yan waved his hand excitedly.

The spy hesitated, "But..."

"Go down!" Ji Yan's complexion changed, and the spy didn't dare to say anything. He kowtowed and disappeared quickly.

With her hands behind her back, Ji Yan went back humming a little tune.

Zi Baifeng, Zi Baifeng, do you really think that I let you come to Beijing to reward you?

No matter how exhaustive you are, I'm afraid you will drink this pot of poisoned wine!

The complacent Ji Yan suddenly felt that something was wrong, his complexion suddenly changed, and he looked towards the distant sky.

In the sky, without knowing when, a group of black clouds suddenly appeared.

The black cloud fainted and turned into a huge arm in an instant. Ji Qin had never seen that arm before, but it had appeared in his nightmares countless times.

It was the arm of the Demon King, the leader of the demons that invaded the human world.

The arm became clearer and more realistic, whether it was the spikes on the skin or the sharp claws, it made people shudder.

It seems to be groping around, trying to break free from the invisible hole that binds it, and it seems to be struggling frantically, trying to break the barrier that shields the two worlds.

But in the blink of an eye, everything seemed to be an illusion, and it just stayed there quietly, like a painting.

Ji Yan suddenly recalled the sentence that the spies reported just now: "Master Zi, he is painting..."

He is painting?Does this have anything to do with his painting?

Ji Yan suddenly couldn't calm down.

(End of this chapter)