Grandmaster Yuanshi was seen half-kneeling with a silent expression, his face gloomy. He gritted his teeth and said no words to plead for mercy.
Zong Shou only felt a headache. He really didn't know how to deal with this uncle.
Grandmaster Yuan in his previous life actually didn't do many bad things to Zong Shou. As far as he knew, Grandmaster Yuan at that time was already under the control of others and could not control himself.
After all, he was nominally the only living relative of his sect, so it would be satisfying to kill him with one blow. However, Zong Weiran, who had fled to the Sea of Sinking, would eventually come back one day, and he didn't know how his cheap father would view this matter.
In this era, the word filial piety is also very important, and we must consider the opinions of others.
After struggling for a moment, Zong Shou's frown relaxed.
In fact, there is no need to worry, as long as you adhere to the word "notarization, and the two words are judged." Then no one can comment. Even if Zong Weiran comes back, he can't be blamed.
"That day, it is said that Uncle Hu Xue was brought in by you yourself? Doesn't uncle know the reason why Father, the King, tried his best to reject Xue Shi? Doesn't he know the reason for luring a wolf into a house?"
Grandmaster Yuan's expression was distorted, and he subconsciously wanted to defend himself. But after a moment, he became quiet again, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his lips.
Zong Shou raised his eyebrows. Looking at this situation, it seemed that there was something hidden? Could it be that he fell into Xue's magic of illusory mist and was this way
However, he didn't take this matter to heart, and he didn't have any sympathy. He said that if the case had not yet happened, he had no such idea. Even if it was really the illusion of the Xue royal family, it would never be possible for him to have that kind of ambition.
After pondering for a moment, Zong Shou made a decision: "Colluding with foreign enemies and plotting against the throne is a heinous crime. You are my uncle, so I can spare you the death penalty. Today I will depose you from the position of General of the Right Court Pillar."
Then he swung his sword and cut off the head. The grandmaster subconsciously wanted to dodge, but just as his body moved slightly, he paused again, with a look of sadness on his face. I felt an even more fierce thought coming from beside me, enveloping me and crushing me. It seemed that if he made even the slightest move, it would be detrimental to Zong Shou. They will take action immediately and attack and kill him on the spot!
This junior named Zong Yuan has actually grown to such a terrifying and terrifying state.
At this moment, he was completely despairing. Even if he was beheaded by Zong Shou on the spot, he would not complain.
The sword light struck the top of the head, but suddenly its trajectory changed and it struck to the side.
With an explosion of blood, Grandmaster Yuan's left arm was cut off at the root by this sword! After only half a breath, a sharp pain immediately hit the master's will. I was sweating for a while, but I still supported my body and straightened my back.
Zong Shou's last sentence came to an end: "One by one, they will be deposed as common people and punished with the loss of their arms! Are you convinced?"
There was a look of surprise in his eyes. The sword strike just now was indeed a test.
However, this Zong Shiyuan's reaction was beyond his expectation. This man seemed really willing to die.
Originally I wanted to abolish my cultivation status, but I temporarily changed it to abolishing my status as a commoner. This Zong Shiyuan is different from that Zong Hao.
I felt relieved again, and most of today's work was finally completed. The only thing left is that Zongshi.
At this moment, people all around suddenly knelt down. First there is the tiger Qianqiu and Qiu Wei. Then came Hu Zhongyuan, Zong Lan and others, and then everyone nearby leaned towards Zong Shou. Hundreds of thousands of soldiers were all prostrate on the ground.
"We sincerely welcome the crown prince back to the city to continue his great legacy."
If it had been before entering the city, Zong Shou would have been aroused by this scene, and his blood would boil with passion and pride.
At this time, he was just having fun and his mood was light. The heart is full of self-deprecation. It is absolutely impossible for someone like me to be a good demon king.
He was about to wave his hand to signal everyone to get up. Immediately afterwards, he suddenly felt that his soul sea suddenly exploded.
I don’t know if it’s a warning sign or something else, but the whirlpool of the soul sea and the Dantian suddenly boiled. He seemed to be jumping for joy, but also seemed to be afraid of rejection.
In short, I felt a faint breath suddenly gathering into my body.
However, Zong Shou's expression was extremely strange for a moment.
"Could this energy be the so-called imperial energy?"
The so-called imperial energy is actually the gathering of people's thoughts and national power. When it reaches a certain level, it will gather into essence, and then the king's energy will be added to the body - this thing has many benefits. With this king's energy protecting the body, anyone who wants to assassinate will have to pay a huge price.
And if it can be used well, with the help of a country's power, even a person who is not a martial artist can kill those high-level martial arts and spiritual masters.
However, there are naturally many disadvantages. Limited by heaven and earth, life span is reduced. And regardless of martial arts or spiritual skills, there are obstacles.
Therefore, there is the so-called royal martial arts, which does not cultivate the mind, soul, and spirit, but only specializes in the power of martial arts thoughts. If the country is strong, the people are safe, and the military is at its peak, it can also compete with the strongest in the world.
It seems that the Lu family occupies eight hundred small thousand worlds, and the leader of the family can still not fall behind even if he fights against the strong men in the holy realm.
However, according to Zong Shou's knowledge, in order to condense the spirit of the emperor's way, it must have at least hundreds of millions of people under its jurisdiction, and it must have the foundation of a dynasty and the people's will.
Although Qiantian Mountain City has five provinces, most of them are vassal cities. There are only ten cities directly under its jurisdiction, with a population of more than 80 million. And since the city was only built ten years ago, most of them probably still haven’t returned home. Moreover, the current situation of his eldest son is still at a time when the young master of the country is in doubt.
With this little capital, how could he gather this royal aura of Lao Shizi
This is something that others may not want. But for him, it was simply the most poisonous poison.
This world has its own laws and regulations. Although the Qi of the Imperial Dao is powerful, it also naturally places many restrictions on its possessors.
What Zong Shou really cares about is the ultimate in martial arts. But he has no interest in achieving any achievements in royal martial arts.
His original plan was to seize the position of the Demon King and find the secret treasure in his memory to solve this problem. Or when time runs out, just select a talented person within the Zong clan to give way.
But he never expected that this thing would come so quickly.
It's just that these breaths linger after being gathered. The stubbornness lingered and penetrated directly into his body. No matter how hard he tried to expel the true energy and soul power from his body, they could not be expelled. In the end, it gradually began to merge with his physical body.
Just when his face was covered with cold sweat and he was secretly complaining. Zong Shou suddenly had a flash of inspiration, "Look, he looked at the ethereal sword floating in the center of the whirlpool in his soul sea.
"I forgot! I still have a second soul!"
The second soul is the incarnation of his soul and is also a part of the immortal's body and soul.
If you use this to absorb these royal auras, you will probably be able to do it.
However, when these thoughts came together, he couldn't help but secretly lament that this ethereal sword was something he had to gather with great difficulty. It took countless energy to cultivate it to this extent, tempering it with soul power every day, and pouring runes into it from time to time.
But at this moment, it is more cost-effective to sacrifice this Void Spirit Sword than to have a physical body and soul soaked in the aura of the king.
Without hesitation, following Zong Shou's thoughts, the "Yuan Yijian" immediately spread all over his body, absorbing some vague aura.
In just a moment, the sword body of this Yuan Yijian. It already looked extremely solid, and gradually turned into a bright yellow color.
One can even clearly feel the vast power contained within the sword body.
Zong Shou was not happy but worried. This incident completely disrupted all his future plans.
I don't know how to deal with this second soul that should be renamed "Emperor Daoyuan Yijian" in the future. It is not a long-term solution to resist with this ethereal sword.
Fortunately, there were only a few traces of the gathered bright yellow aura. After absorbing it all, Zong Shou frowned again and looked at Zong Yuan thoughtfully. The only thing he could think of at the moment was this variable. One by one, the battle across the Straits was indeed a fight for national power. Thousands of troops marched on the formation to intimidate the two cities of Yunxia Lieyan, making them unable to cause trouble in the short term.
But there was just one more unparalleled general, whose reputation was so great that it won some people's hearts. Is it impossible to make our country so powerful? Even before he ascended the throne, he had gathered a trace of imperial energy. It was really strange!
Next! In an instant, Zong Shou seemed to have some realization again, and then his complexion turned green and white.
Could it be because of yourself
The power of a country involves all aspects such as reputation, talents, people's livelihood, and military strength. One more Zongyuan can make the Qiantian Mountain City army more powerful, what about me? When it comes to the way of battle, one has to ask oneself, or should he be superior to Zong Yuan.
Although Zong Yuan was an unparalleled general, he was still immature after all, and could not compare to the commanding skills he had honed through thousands of battles in later generations.
At this time, he wanted to slap himself in front of everyone.
One by one, he calculated everything, but only focused on his own factors.
He suddenly felt dejected, without any trace of his previous high spirits. The position of the Demon King is simply a big pit. Damn it, this is really cheating. Fortunately, there is this Yuanyijian that can replace the main body, so there is still a few possibilities of recovery.
The people next to him were completely unaware. Not only did Zong Shou not look happy, but his expression was gloomy. They all thought it was Zong Shou who was heartbroken by what happened today.
They all couldn't help but be slightly moved. Zong Shou was decisive in killing and ruthless, which was certainly awe-inspiring.
But at this time, it was even more reassuring to see the expression on his face that seemed to be filled with heartache and pity. He was obviously not a murderous person.
Even Grandmaster Yuan, who had lost his arm, had shaken eyes, showing a hint of regret.
Hu Qianqiu called himself a rough man and didn't feel that much. He was a little impatient to wait. He raised his head and said: "The country cannot be left without a master for a day! Please move to the Chongzheng Hall to ascend the throne and succeed the Demon King!"
Zong Shou suddenly woke up, looked at the top of Qiantian Mountain, and then burst into laughter. This matter has become a foregone conclusion. No matter how much I struggle with it, it is useless. At best, I can think of a solution in the future. It's better to get all the business done now.
I just feel that with this last step completed, I have completely fulfilled Zong Shou's last wish. I have eliminated the obstacles in my mind, and I can make some progress in my own cultivation. Practicing in the future can also remove heavy burdens. (To be continued)