Peerless Taoist

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, Shizi's heart couldn't help lifting up.

All the soldiers he brought out from the border have jiedan territory with the lowest cultivation. This is an army made entirely of monks, which is almost invincible at the border.

But such a large army, facing the huge Jia family, is still not enough to see.

Inside, why is there still no sound coming out.

Could it be that his armies were destroyed almost instantly?

"Report, your highness! Inside..." a soldier suddenly rushed out and shouted.

"What's going on inside!"

"Inside... There are dead monks of the Jia family everywhere. Two elders of the Jia family were killed. Now there are only some mortal slaves and maidservants left in the Jia family without cultivation." the soldier replied.

"What?" the son couldn't believe his ears.

That's the Jia family.

Gathered countless strong men, entrenched in the Longchuan state, and even ignored their royal family of the Longchuan state.

"However, except for the two elders of the Jia family, it seems that the other strong men of the Jia family are not in the house." the soldier replied again.

Shizi was also very smart and immediately realized what had happened.

"Someone attacked the Jia family while the strong one of Jia family was away!" the aristocratic son walked into Jia's house and looked around..

Those bodies can't be fake. They are all friars of the Jia family.

Ye Ling went to a pile of flesh and blood blurred corpses, frowned slightly and said, "the two elders of the Jia family are strong people in the great Zhou Dynasty. I didn't expect their death to be so miserable. Who did it?"

"Whoever it is, it's a good thing for us!" Shizi laughed, turned his head and asked, "where is old Jia Han now?"

"Your Highness, Jia Han is in the best Lingquan!"

"Go! Let's go!" Shizi laughed and whipped away.

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Lingquan hall.

Here, there is an extremely rare top-grade spiritual spring. Every three years, a steady stream of spiritual springs emerge from the spring, overflowing with aura.

Longchuan is a country of monks. When the imperial capital was established, this was also considered, so that the whole imperial capital began to expand with Lingquan as the center.

This top-grade spiritual spring is very precious and can make people quickly improve their strength.

No one can enter except the royal family and those who have made great contributions to Longchuan state.

At this time, many people had already stood before the Longquan hall.

From a distance, this is the confrontation between the two sides, and there is a trace of murderous spirit in the air.

On one side are soldiers dressed in gold armor. On the other side, although they are a group of monks, they have good momentum.

"Your Majesty, the master of the house is now doing latent cultivation in the Lingquan hall. It's inconvenient to come out to meet your majesty. Please don't be surprised." a friar said with a smile.

The rest of the monks were smiling and showed no respect for the emperor.

Surrounded by many soldiers, the emperor sat in a small sedan chair without saying a word.

"It's said that your majesty has just fully recovered recently. It's better to have a good rest in the palace and don't wander around." the friar laughed again.

The curtain of the sedan chair trembled slightly.

"I've been silent for so long that you curfews forget your awe." a gloomy voice came from the sedan chair.

The friar sneered, "what did your majesty say? When did we disrespect you?"

Hoo!

The curtain was blown open directly, and a dark shadow flew out of the sedan chair and rushed directly towards the friar.

The friar quickly stretched out a palm and slapped it heavily on the dark shadow.

Bang!

The palms are opposite and don't move a penny.

The two were even matched.

The friar was more arrogant and said, "what's the first friar of Longchuan? Your majesty, I advise you to abdicate quickly!"