"Oh? What do you mean, sir?" The emperor's raging anger, which had been unable to be vented just now, suddenly disappeared.
Wuguizi stroked his beard and said, "God is merciful and kind. Perhaps this is a great opportunity for Your Majesty to grant amnesty to the world and cultivate infinite merits. Once the merits are fulfilled, you will naturally have the opportunity to enjoy eternal life!"
The emperor left the bed and walked impatiently to Wugui, and said in a deep voice: "Master, if it is true as you said, can I really refine the elixir of immortality? Can I really get rid of the turbid air of the five grains and become a real person who coexists with heaven and earth like you?" After saying this, the emperor looked at Wuguizi, his eyes full of expectation.
Wuguizi shook his head slightly, stroked his beard and said, "Your Majesty, this is not entirely true. To achieve enlightenment, one needs the right time, right place, and right people. None of these can be missing. I was able to prolong my life by removing the turbid qi in my body, but I have no chance to obtain the secret of heaven and earth and coexist with heaven and earth."
"But your majesty is different. You are the true dragon emperor, the master of all living things. You only need to find the rare beast on the island of Japan and make a magical medicine. You can naturally achieve immortality and live as long as the sky."
The emperor nodded, his face full of yearning, and he sighed for a long time, "I will build this road to heaven as the immortal wishes, and I hope the immortal will not let me down."
“How dare I?” Wuguizi smiled and said, “Last night, I observed the sky and found that Sirius was dim and a rainbow light was prominent in the southeast. This must be a sign of the birth of a strange beast. I think that strange beast has been born!”
"What?" The emperor was overjoyed and said anxiously, "Then I will send someone to get it right away. Come on..."
"Your Majesty, wait a minute!" Wuguizi quickly stretched out his hand to stop the emperor, smiling and saying, "But the beast is after all a creature of heaven and earth's spiritual energy. I'm afraid ordinary soldiers can't even get close to it. Your Majesty, please send a martial arts master to go there, so that we can be sure of the best strategy."
"Father, state affairs are difficult and the world is in chaos with war. How can we waste people's money and time on something that is illusory?" The speaker was Emperor Bing of Zhao. He stood proudly in the hall, glaring at Wuquezi who was sitting leisurely on the couch.
It was this man who had persuaded my father to do such an absurd act. I don't know what kind of magic this Wuguizi knew, but he could always be by your side in just three days of audience, and let your majesty treat him like a distinguished guest.
Wuguizi faced the angry look of Emperor Bing of Zhao but did not get angry. She smiled slightly and remained calm.
"Father." Emperor Zhao Bing knelt down and lowered his head. He really couldn't bear to see his father being bewitched by the evildoer.
"I think it's inappropriate. There have been wars in the north for years, and the people are worried because of the destruction of Heluo Central Plains. The South, which once dominated Jiangnan Road, Xiaoxiang and Nanyan, has also gradually declined with the death of Murong Chunqiu. This is the time for good men to show their skills. We should prepare our troops and be ready for battle. Once the situation changes, we should show our power to other countries and bring peace to the world!"
At this point, Emperor Zhao hesitated for a moment, then continued: "If you do not take what God has given you, you will suffer the consequences. I risked my life to advise you, but now bandits are rising in the north, and the southern border is unstable. At this time of internal and external troubles, it is really not appropriate to start a war and cause trouble."
The smile on the emperor's face slowly froze and faded. He looked coldly at Zhao Dibing who was kneeling on the ground, "Old Nine, are you talking about the internal and external troubles of my empire?"
"I dare not." Emperor Bing of Zhao lowered his head and gritted his teeth.
“Father!” Just as the emperor’s eyes became increasingly gloomy, a prince behind Zhao Dibing stepped forward and spoke with a smile. Zhao Dibing looked and found that it was his fourth brother
The fourth prince, Zhao Yanhao, is the best among all the princes of Zhao Song. He is known as a wise king and is the main rival of the crown prince in the fight for the throne. However, he has never had any dealings with Emperor Bing of Zhao. Why would he speak at this time
"Old Nine is still young, how can he understand the great talent and strategy of our father? However, in terms of martial arts, no one in our Zhao family can match Old Nine. It is better to let Old Nine go to Japan to obtain exotic beasts and rare treasures. He has always been close to people in the martial arts world, and he is a top master himself. It is most appropriate for him to do it!"
"But the matter of the Heavenly Prison cannot be resolved so easily. There are still many skilled craftsmen in my mansion. How about letting me supervise and rebuild the Heavenly Prison?"
"Haha! The fourth brother understands me the best! I will leave the matter of the Heavenly Prison to you without any worries. As for the ninth brother..." The emperor was immediately delighted and pointed at Zhao Dibing and said, "You should learn more from your fourth brother. You just practice your useless martial arts behind closed doors all day long. As for the matter of the Japanese beast, I will let you handle it. You must do it for me. Do you hear me?"
"Yes... your son obeys your order!" Emperor Bing of Zhao had no choice but to accept the order. He stared at Zhao Yanhao who looked smug, with an unfathomable look flashing in his eyes.
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Although the Shenhou Mansion was well-known throughout the country, and Zhuge Xiaohua was the current Grand Tutor and the chief instructor of the 180,000 Imperial Guards, the Shenhou Mansion was not so luxurious and high-profile. On the contrary, the gate was tightly closed. There was not even a guard, and the surroundings were deserted, not much different from an ordinary house.
Zhou Yi was not surprised by this scene. On the contrary, he felt that this was how the Shenhou Mansion should be. The Shenhou Mansion represented the justice of the current Jianghu. If it was really crowded with people, it would be weird.
Led by Wu Tianxia, Zhou Yi and his party slowly stepped into the Shenhou Mansion. Unexpectedly, before they entered the door, countless sounds of breaking wind suddenly rang in their ears.
"Hidden weapons?" Zhou Yi was shocked. He really couldn't imagine that someone would dare to use hidden weapons against the Four Famous Detectives in the Shenhou Mansion
Fortunately, although there were many hidden weapons, they were not fatal. The seven people in the group were all top masters in the martial arts world. These insignificant hidden weapon skills could not pose any difficulty to them. Zhou Yi only needed to use the Wudang soft palm with a little bit of "Nine Heavens True Qi" to block them steadily.
"Okay, little sister, stop making trouble!"
Wu Tianxia took out a heavy long sword from the heavy Tiandao battle box on his back with one hand, and swung it with the "Mountain City Sudden Rain" from his unique sword technique to cut down the hidden weapons in the sky.
"Tsk! Senior Brother, your child is getting more and more boring!" A beautiful lady in red walked out of the Divine Marquis Mansion quickly. Seeing the group of people at the door, she was quite surprised and said, "Oh? Could it be that we have guests at the Divine Marquis Mansion this time?"
"That's right!" Nie Han smiled and walked to Tang Shangxin's side, stretched out his hand and pointed forward, "Junior sister, look, who's here this time."
Tang Shangxin looked in the direction Nie Han pointed, and saw a familiar face slowly coming into his sight.
Facing the gaze slowly coming towards him, Zhou Yi couldn't help but touch his head and let out a bitter smile.
"Sad, we meet again." (To be continued)