Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

The person being asked was a young cultivator, whose cultivation was obviously much weaker than this person's, but when he heard the question, he still subconsciously revealed a hint of contempt.

"This is a great thing that can only happen in the capital. The five-year governor is about to be replaced, and the high platform is for candidates to compete."

The monks from other places were confused: "Consul? Change of position?"

He seemed to recognize these words, but when put together, they became extremely strange.

The local monks were too lazy to explain too much to the bumpkins from other places, and just said: "This is a privilege only for the children of the capital, and it has nothing to do with you people from outside the city."

The change of consuls may sound like it has nothing to do with ordinary people, but in the royal capital, this is not the case. The new consuls are elected by the people through voting!

This is naturally also the decree left by the Queen.

Of course, like most legacy decrees, this system was originally well-intentioned, but after losing the Queen's strong control, its implementation became another matter.

Every time when the king's term changes, each force will release a lot of supplies in exchange for the votes of the people.

This kind of behavior would have been somewhat concealed hundreds of years ago, but nowadays it has become an unwritten rule: whoever gives out more supplies will become the next consul.

However, capable and talented people among the common people, without the strong accumulation of major forces, cannot climb to high positions even if they have some prestige, and are gradually buried.

Many people don’t even know the original intention of elections and voting. They just treat it as a holiday and cast their votes as if they were going through the process. They don’t even think about participating in the competition.

However, in the eyes of many people, this is still one of the symbols that the capital is superior to other city-states.

Even if some people don't want to admit it, they all know that this superiority is because of——

The Queen was here!

Suddenly, there was a small commotion among the crowd and someone shouted.

"Hurry up, hurry up, the Ji family has started distributing supplies. I heard there is also top-grade spiritual beast meat. If you go too late, it will be gone!"

People were excited and moved towards a high platform. Although the Ji family now has no descendants of the Queen of Daxia, they were once a royal family with a deep accumulation of wealth and many supporters.

"I choose the Ji family to be the one in charge!"

"You are given the ballot. Pick me the meat with the highest weight of 2 taels."

The people below were very excited and wanted to exchange some hard-to-get food to supplement their family income.

But several monks on the high platform frowned and looked uneasy.

One of them said, "Why hasn't Lord Ling Yun come yet? Could it be..."

The Lord Lingyun he mentioned was the cultivator who was immobilized by Anle.

The old man next to him smiled and said, "This is the capital, what could possibly happen?"

"But I heard that... things don't seem peaceful over at the tomb of the late emperor."

The man shook his head and consoled himself: "Maybe I'm just overthinking it."

At this moment, his eyes fell on a low and simple platform not far away. There, a civilian monk in plain clothes was summoning his spiritual power and speaking to the people around him.

"My fellow Taoists, the capital is now in danger of extinction!"

"The army of Shengcang City has swept through many underground city-states. Their next target is the capital! It's time to give up fantasy and prepare for struggle!"

Hearing this, there was a slight uproar all around.

The old man from the Ji family sneered and said, "You are just making up stories to confuse the people!"

"Don't pay any attention to him, he's just a clown."

The pedestrians on the road were a little surprised at first, but few people believed such remarks. The royal capital had stood for nearly ten thousand years, so how could a Shengcang City really turn the world upside down?

Soon, the platform of the civilian monks was deserted, in stark contrast to the hustle and bustle of the Ji family's platform.

His face darkened, but he continued to express his views.

A young boy walked to the bottom of the stage and asked curiously, "Big brother, I'll give you the ballot. Do you have any supplies?"

The monk shook his head.

Just building this low platform took up all his family wealth, so how could he have any supplies to share with others?

The boy sighed in disappointment, turned around and walked away.

The civilian monk's eyes became increasingly dim.

At this moment, the rock walls around the royal capital shook violently. The violent shock caused many people to lose their balance and fall to the ground, and some ancient buildings collapsed and disintegrated.

There was crying and shouting in the city, and the people were extremely panicked.

The civilian monks on the high platform were filled with mixed feelings of sadness and joy: "It's Shengcang! The Shengcang people are attacking us!"

He was happy that his guess was indeed confirmed, but sadly, it was too late for the people in the city to wake up now!

At the same time, a grand and majestic sound came from outside the royal capital. The majestic power seemed to be able to penetrate the flesh and reach deep into people's hearts.

"I am from the Royal Capital. I am the messenger of the Supreme God Cang Yan!"

"I only give you three days... Surrender, or die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the rock walls on all sides shook violently again, and chain-like divine patterns appeared on them, exuding a powerful aura. The divine patterns seemed to have formed a cage, locking the entire throne inside.

When the shaking gradually subsided, all the people in the capital had recovered from their shock, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

"It's Shengcang City..."

"But how is this possible?"

Until this moment, some people still refused to believe that Shengcang City would launch an attack on the royal capital.

After the shock, a trace of fear began to surge in people's hearts. It's not that they haven't heard about the tragic destruction of other cities, but once they think about such a situation happening to themselves, their mood is naturally different.

At this time, monks from various families immediately stepped forward to maintain order.

"Don't panic! It's just a little trouble."

The old man from the Ji family soared into the sky, emitting the pressure of a powerful Void Refiner, and shouted: "It's just a barrier, watch me break it with a flip of my hand!"

He activated a shuttle-shaped magic weapon, which blossomed like a lotus, shining brightly and turned into a stream of light that slammed into the divine patterns on the rock wall.

However, at the moment when the magic weapon and the divine pattern came into contact, an irresistible and terrifying pressure was aroused, and the magic weapon shattered immediately.

Immediately afterwards, a ray of divine light shot out and hit the old man from the Ji family directly.

He vomited blood from his mouth and fell backwards, seriously injured by the blow.

Everyone was horrified. Could it be that the divine chains set up by Shengcang City alone made even the Void Refining cultivators helpless?

Several more monks tried, but all ended in failure.

The common people had limited vision, but they could see that this was no small trouble, but a crisis that could lead to the destruction of the entire kingdom!

The strength of Shengcang City is very likely to be above that of the Royal Capital!

People gathered around the civilian monk again and asked, "Brother Dao, do you have any ideas?"

The civilian monk smiled bitterly and said, "I am just an ordinary person with low cultivation level. What can I do?"

He sighed deeply: "If the Queen was still here, maybe there would be a way to break the impasse?"

Many civilians fell silent. Normally, they would not notice it, but at this critical moment, the first person people thought of was the queen who had passed away ten thousand years ago.

At this moment, people saw a red-gold light gradually emerging from above.

Chapter 374 The Emperor Returns!

In a corner of the city, the dim buildings were lit up by red light.

At first, the red color was a little faint, but soon became brighter, like a rising sun, still rising slowly. The light permeated half of the city like flowing water. Even the light of the pearl in the center of the royal capital seemed eclipsed by this "sun".

People looked at this scene in amazement and held their breath involuntarily.

In the red light, a solemn and simple red and black chariot slowly came, pulled by several red dragon auras. Each dragon aura was extremely huge and lifelike. The dragon eyes swept across the royal capital below, exuding a powerful pressure.

This precious chariot can definitely not be called gorgeous, because there is not a single unnecessary decoration on it, it is a whole piece, simple and elegant.

Many of its edges and corners have not been smoothed out, making it look sharp and stubborn, yet with an indomitable temperament.

The moment they saw the precious chariot clearly, the slightly older monks in the city changed their expressions instantly, and murmured in disbelief: "That precious chariot is..."

"But how is this possible?"

"The Queen has clearly already..."

But soon, people saw that on the chariot sat a woman in imperial robes, and the sun-like red light came from her body.

The woman's phoenix eyes were majestic and cold as she looked at her subjects below, with an air of dominating the world!

She is the well-deserved queen of this city!

Someone couldn't help but exclaimed: "It's... Her Majesty?"

The reactions of the people in the city varied. Some cried bitterly and shouted the Queen's name, some had flickering eyes and did not feel happy, and some showed a hint of fear and quickly turned around and left, as if to report this important event.

Ji Yunting on the imperial chariot saw everything, his face remained calm, neither happy nor sad.

She said, "People of Daxia, your emperor is back!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Yunting's aura rose steadily, and the twelve divine treasures around him emerged one by one, building a majestic and towering divine city with overwhelming momentum!

Under the red reflection, this holy city shines brightly, like a burning divine fire.

Feeling this imperial power, the capital was filled with silence.

No matter whether they were the old people from the old times or the young people who had merely heard about the Empress' deeds, they all stared blankly at Ji Yunting high up in the sky. They were so shocked in their hearts that they had a strong sense of unreality, as if they were in a dream.

Ji Yunting didn't say anything else, but slowly drew the sword from the scabbard at his waist.

The perceptive Lianxu monk saw that there was no physical sword body in the scabbard, but only a hilt!

However, this invisible sword with only a hilt, when it was unsheathed, burst out with an extremely sharp sword intent. At the same time, the weapons around the cultivators in the royal capital rang and vibrated continuously, as if they were about to fly out of their hands.

This is the emperor's sword, commanding all soldiers!

The next moment, the Emperor's Sword was unsheathed!

An extremely dazzling sword light burst out, and a sword shadow composed of the innate Qi emerged, slamming down towards the divine pattern chains on the rock formations around the royal capital.

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The sound of the weapons in the hands of the cultivators became louder and louder, and dazzling divine light poured out from each magical weapon, merged into the sword light, and cut down together with it.

Although Ji Yunting's swordsmanship inherited some of Anle's characteristics, he also walked his own path. Unlike Anle who only got the title of emperor, Ji Yunting truly became the empress of Daxia, and in this position made a great feat of promoting the whole country.

When it comes to the breadth of mind and courage of an emperor, even Anle can hardly match it!

When this sword was swung, it seemed to encompass the mountains and rivers of the former Great Xia, as well as all the people of the world. However, perhaps because the methods Ji Yunting had used in the past were too cruel and he was not loved by the people, the sword intent had a hint of scarlet, and was not pure, and seemed murderous.

Even so, such a sword is still stunning!

And under the stimulation of the sword intent, the divine pattern chain immediately emitted a brilliant light.

One after another, pale divine fires ignited and turned into rings, which kept stacking up on each other. The power was so strong and fierce that nothing could be destroyed. Even the avenue seemed to be able to be burned and melted!

They are the essence of the divine pattern chains, embodying the divine power of Supreme God Cang Yan.

When many powerful Void Refining experts had taken action before, they had never caused such a terrifying phenomenon, which meant that the Divine Pattern Chain had also sensed the terrifying power of this sword.

Immediately, the sword shadow collided with the fire ring, power burst out, and wild magic power spread outwards like a hurricane.

Many powerful Void Refinement masters in the royal capital took action immediately, but they also felt a heavy pressure. They shook their bodies and activated their skills and supernatural powers to resist this pressure.

The sword shadow cut through the first ring of fire, and then the second and third rings of fire came up. The powerful divine power spread instantly, and the speed at which the sword light penetrated slowed down immediately.

Ji Yunting frowned slightly.

After all, she had just awakened. Even with the nourishment of the Taichu Yuanye, the innate Qi in her body was far from full. It was undoubtedly not a wise choice to get involved in a protracted battle.

At this moment, a warm and gentle force came from behind Ji Yunting and injected into her body.

She didn't need to look back to know that it was Anle behind her who was helping her, and her heart felt warm.

At the same time, a gleam of light flashed in Ji Yunting's eyes, and the invisible sword shadow suddenly spread out. The two innate qi entangled and merged into one, no longer distinguishable from each other, thus emitting an extremely dazzling sword light, illuminating the royal capital.

Stimulated by the sword intent, a blurry face seemed to appear in the pale fire ring, uttering majestic divine words that oppressed the minds of ordinary people.

"Who dares to challenge my divine power?"

This shout immediately made many monks in the city lose their minds and their expressions suddenly changed.

However, Ji Yunting did not retreat. Instead, he burst into a fierce fighting spirit. His imperial robe fluttered in the wind. He looked confident and arrogant, and laughed loudly: "The one who will kill you is the Queen of Daxia!"