Breaking the Day

Chapter 21: Gratitude and resentment will meet in the next life

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There are ten huge stone pillars in the palace, with five standing side by side on each side. Each stone pillar is carved with rows of words and patterns.

Li Chengfeng took a closer look and saw that the stone pillar was actually made of countless stones. There seemed to be a mechanism inside. At this time, the stones were slowly rotating, forming groups of words and images.

At first glance, Li Chengfeng felt that the words were blocked and couldn't understand what they meant. But when the sound of the mechanism stopped, he suddenly found that after rearranging the words, they became the usual smooth words. The text and patterns are even more clear and legible.

Li Chengfeng stood in front of the first huge stone pillar and carefully identified the patterns on the stone pillar. He found that the totems were carved with flowers and plants, and on the totems were lines of golden text.

Li Chengfeng took a cursory glance and was reading carefully when he suddenly heard a loud crack outside the palace. The sound was as terrifying as a hole in the sky suddenly exploding. It made Li Chengfeng instantly get goosebumps.

Li Chengfeng rushed out immediately. As soon as he reached the door and looked outside, his scalp was numb with shock.

At this time, the cloud palace was surrounded by densely packed immortals. Some of these immortals were riding tigers, some were riding oxen, some were riding cranes, and some were riding rare and exotic beasts that Li Chengfeng could not identify. They each hold magic weapons in their hands, some are scattered high in the clouds, or some form a formation in front of the palace.

There was a man standing not far in front of these countless immortals. This man's appearance was difficult to recognize from so far away, but Li Chengfeng only took one glance and felt a surge of unruliness rising from the sky. .

This man had disheveled hair, his upper body was bare, and his trousers were badly torn. Compared with the immortals in the sky, he looked like a savage. But even though he was bare-handed, as soon as he stood there, Li Chengfeng felt as if he was standing tall on the sky and on the earth. Majestic and majestic, overwhelming all immortals!

At this time, the palace door suddenly opened, and the beautiful woman named Nunu suddenly rushed into the palace panting, and said hurriedly: "Palace Master! Three Heavenly Kings, Nine Star Lord, Twelve Island Lords, Forty Royal Disciples, Nine Thousand Immortal generals, 100,000 immortal soldiers... they all came to kill them!

Before Li Chengfeng had time to speak to this beautiful woman, he saw the disheveled man in the distance suddenly move, and in an instant he appeared on the stone steps of the palace.

Li Chengfeng felt that his whole body was locked by the man's aura. The man was facing the light and could not see his appearance clearly, but Li Chengfeng could see that his burning eyes were staring at one person, which was himself. Li Chengfeng!

Li Chengfeng's eyes met the man's, and he immediately became stiff and unable to move. He could only watch the man getting closer and closer. When the man was close enough to see his face clearly, he suddenly raised his head. He stretched out an arm and stretched out a finger towards Li Chengfeng. Li Chengfeng watched helplessly as the finger touched his forehead.

Then the other party quickly made three finger gestures, and then the other party hit him with a palm. Li Chengfeng felt that this palm seemed to occupy all his sight. The man simply raised his hand and slapped him. He watched helplessly as the palm got closer and closer to him, until it came overwhelmingly and hit him head-over-heels!

"ah!!!"

Daqi Tianjing Capital City, the bedroom of the Chengxian Hall of the Imperial Palace.

A woman about eighteen or nineteen years old screamed and woke up from a large and gorgeous brocade bed. She was sweating profusely and looked frightened. However, although she was frightened, she still could not hide her beautiful face. She was so angry. Just a small oval face, beautiful facial features, and a beauty tear mole the size of a sesame seed under the corner of the eye, which is bright and moving.

The woman glanced around and saw that the empty room was dark, and the huge bed felt like she was in an empty sea ship.

But not long after, the palace maids waiting outside heard the noise and immediately pushed the door in with lanterns. The palace maid who came in first quietly lit the candlestick and covered it with delicate gauze, while the palace maids behind filed in carrying lanterns. Entering, the dark and silent room was filled with brilliance, and the shadows of candles flickered red.

The leading maid bowed down and said, "Princess, are you frightened?"

The princess said nothing, her eyes flickering. After a while, she lifted the brocade quilt covering her body and said: "Get dressed, I want to see my father!"

"But, at this time..." the leading maid hesitated, "I'm afraid your Majesty has already taken a rest."

The princess gave her a cold look, her eyes were condescending, like a god in the clouds looking down at an ant on the ground. She could only see the palace maid dripping with cold sweat and shivering.

The leading maid immediately leaned over and said, "Yes!"

All the palace maids quickly became busy. In front of the mirror, this woman who did not apply makeup turned into a woman with a rosy crown on her head, black hair falling sideways, a golden hairpin crossing her face, and without touching a finger. A stunning princess wearing makeup and gorgeous clothes.

After a while, an eight-carrying sedan came out of the Chengxian Hall, passed out from the left side of the harem, and headed toward the Bairen Hall of the front palace along the long and winding official palace road.

The princess's Feng Luan arrived in front of the Hundred Ninja Palace. The palace maid came forward to report. The commander of the royal guards was full of hesitation. But with just this hesitation, the princess herself got down from the sedan chair. With a movement of her body, she appeared in the palace in an instant. She walked in front of the gate of Bairen Palace a hundred meters away. She stood at the gate, bowed down and said in a clear voice: "My daughter, Zhao Feiyue, asks to see my father!"

Not long after, the lights lit up in the hall, and an old voice rang: "Come in."

Zhao Feiyue pushed the door open and walked in. Sitting on the huge dragon bed in front of her was an old man in his fifties with gray hair. Next to him lay a concubine with an attractive figure and a beautiful appearance, looking at her dissatisfied.

This old man is none other than the current Emperor of Da Qi, Zhao Bairen!

Zhao Bairen looked at the girl in front of him lovingly, not at all afraid of being disturbed in the middle of the night.

During the founding of the Qi Dynasty, they participated in the extremely brutal battle between immortals and demons between the Emperor of Heaven Zhang Zhaoyang and the Demon King Sun Heluo. After the battle, in order to balance the human world, the immortal world established the iron law of "cultivation does not lead to officialdom, and the royal family does not practice practice". If a cultivator is an official, as soon as he is discovered, he will be immediately besieged by the Tianxian Pavilion, which is used by the immortal world to monitor the human world. Anyone who is a member of the royal family will be killed by the cultivators immediately.

The purpose of this iron law is to ensure that there will not be an eternal powerful force in the world. If the royal family learns the immortal method, with the huge resources they control, all the spiritual sects in the world will crawl at their feet, and they can forever become The master of this world even has the ability to challenge the heavens. In the same way, if a practitioner from any cultivation sect becomes an official, their resources will far exceed those of other sects, and a terrifying force will also appear in the human world, threatening the heavens.

Nineteen years ago, this iron law was broken!

In the eighth year of the Apocalypse, a vision appeared in the sky, a saint descended from the sky, golden light was projected into the royal harem, and Zhao Feiyue, a reincarnation of an immortal, was born!

Such an unusual providence made the cultivating community extremely nervous and vigilant, but they still had to recognize this extraordinary princess and devoted themselves to teaching her various sects of immortality.

At only nineteen years old, Zhao Feiyue has already become a leader among the younger generation of female practitioners. Among the younger generation, except for a few talented and stunningly talented people from famous families, almost no one is her enemy!

She also became the apple of Zhao Bairen's eye and his beloved treasure. No matter which prince came to propose marriage, he would never accept it.

Zhao Bairen said softly to Zhao Feiyue: "Yue'er came so late, what's the matter?"

Zhao Feiyue lowered his head and said in a cold voice: "Yue'er sensed the celestial phenomenon tonight!"

Zhao Bairen's expression changed: "Oh? What kind of celestial phenomena?"

Zhao Feiyue raised her head, stared at her father, and said word by word: "The stars of heaven are moving, and the traitorous immortal appears!"