Even if Yan Shenji is a non-aggressor, he cannot be unaware of the attitude of the Great Yan Dynasty towards the nine major immortal sects today.
What made him frown and feel concerned was actually the role played by Dao Ke, a monk from the Da Dao Sect, in this incident.
"Why does the Imperial Palace's affairs require the intervention of a stranger from the Dao Sect?"
Yan Shenji suddenly asked.
This question is both a question to Dao Ke and a question to Emperor Yonghe.
Emperor Yonghe's heart skipped a beat and he thought, is there any need to ask this? Wouldn't it be better to rely on the power of the Immortal Sect to deal with the Qiao family or the Wu Ji Society
Although this royal ancestor has always been indifferent to other people's affairs, he has inherited Taizu's violent temper. If this matter were told to him in detail, he would probably be furious.
Dao Ke sneered.
"What do you mean by winner is king and loser is bandit... Are you still holding a grudge?"
He was brewing lightning in his hand, and was about to release a palm thunder, but the abnormality of Yan Shen Ji made him pause.
Yan Shenji is a white-haired old man with wrinkles on his face. He looks to be about sixty years old. Although old, he is not too old and is obviously still in good spirits.
But at this moment, the skin on his face changed.
The wrinkles that were not deep to begin with were gradually smoothed out, the slightly hunched body became straight, the skin that was faintly covered with age spots became rosy, and even the white hair gradually turned black.
At this moment, Yan Shenji no longer looked old, and he looked like a young man in his twenties, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, sharp and bright gaze, and shoulders as broad as a mountain.
It is not without reason that Yan Shenji boasts that he has mastered the Changsheng Fist to a superb level.
The Qi and blood lock of the Changsheng Fist depends on his thoughts. He can maintain his old age or return to his prime. These are two different forms of age.
At this moment, Yan Shenji was obviously in his prime, and his blood and energy were intact.
Such appearance and such posture shocked Emperor Yonghe beyond words, and at the same time, he felt a strange sense of familiarity in his heart.
Before he could figure out the strange feeling in his heart, he heard a clanging sound.
Looking down, he saw that it was the Human King Sword on Emperor Yonghe's waist that was shaking and making a trembling sound.
This national treasure was constantly trembling, and it actually flew out of its sheath on its own and fell into the hands of Yan Shenji.
"This..." Emperor Yonghe was shocked:
"Is it a martial artist of the first level of spiritual cultivation or above, who can control external objects with his mind?"
He didn't know much about the ways of martial arts, but his intuition told him that the scene before him was very unnatural.
"Emperor." Yan Shenji grabbed the Human King Sword, his eyes calm:
"I will teach you two lessons today."
He raised the Human King Sword in his hand and pointed it at Dao Ke, a Daoist monk from the Dao Sect, who was standing in the air. His tone was sonorous and powerful:
"All under heaven belongs to the king, and all the people in the world are his subjects."
"Since you are a citizen of Dayan, why don't you bow?"
The Human King Sword pointed at Dao Ke who was standing in the air. When Dao Ke was still sneering, he saw a golden light flashing on the Human King Sword.
Two golden chains that seemed to exist but not exist emerged from the void and were tied to his body from behind.
Dao Ke, who was still sneering in the air, suddenly froze, and fell from the air in an instant, landing on the ground in a somewhat embarrassed manner.
The moment the illusory golden chains were added to his body, he felt an invisible and powerful force depriving him of the ability to stand in the air, and even forcing him to kneel down and submit to the mere mortal in front of him.
Dao Ke's face changed drastically, his body was shaking, and his knees were trembling. As an immortal cultivator, he naturally had the pride of an immortal cultivator. How could he possibly worship a mortal emperor
What terrified him even more was that... this inexplicably powerful force seemed to originate from the sword of destiny that the immortal sect feared so much, the Sword of the Human King
"Why can the ancestor use the Human King Sword? He has never been an emperor, he is just a pure warrior. Is it because of his royal blood?" Emperor Yonghe was in doubt at this time:
"Then why do I..."
Emperor Yonghe soon had no time to think because Yan Shenji said the second sentence.
"Listen carefully, this is the second lesson."
Yan Shenji, who had transformed into a young man, looked directly at the monk Dao Ke who had already landed on the ground, and spoke like thunder:
"Son of Heaven, those with the strongest troops and horses should do it!"
The Human King Sword in his hand shone with brilliant golden light at this moment. As the Yan Shenji's body flashed, a sword light mixed with brilliant golden light and dark yellow energy flashed by, cutting the purple thunder that erupted in Dao Ke's hand into two.
"My cultivation..." Dao Ke's pupils shook violently. At this moment, he felt that the cultivation he had worked so hard for was fading away. With one sword, Yan Shen Ji cut off more than the lightning from his palm, but also wiped out hundreds of years of his cultivation.
His cultivation level of the fifth level of the Golden Core Realm plummeted in an instant, and had declined to the level when he had just formed the Golden Core Realm.
The sword in Yan Shenji's hand moved again!
This time, a line of blood appeared on Dao Ke's forehead, splitting his entire body in half. Blood splattered everywhere, and his flesh and blood were blurred.
"Did you see it?" Yan Shenji held the Human King Sword and looked back at Emperor Yonghe.
The brilliant golden light on the Human King Sword in his hand dimmed a little at this moment, and it was consumed a little.
The sword was stained with blood, and blood was dripping from the sword to the ground.
Tick.
There was deathly silence in front of the Golden Throne Hall, and the sound of dripping blood could be clearly heard.
"Did you see it?" Yan Shenji held the sword in one hand and said calmly:
"You are probably unsure, so you never unsheath the Human King Sword."
"But how can a sword that has never been stained with blood and has never been unsheathed intimidate strangers?"
Emperor Yonghe stared at the familiar face of the young Yan Shenji in a daze, and his whole body felt as if he had been struck by lightning. The words of Yan Shenji kept echoing in his heart...
Your Majesty, the one with the strongest soldiers and horses should do it!
The reason why Yan Shenji dared to say this was not because he was the ancestor of the royal family and had a very high seniority, so he could take advantage of his seniority and say this in front of Emperor Yonghe, the current emperor.
But because... .
He is the founding emperor who, as a mere warrior, swept across the nine provinces with great difficulty in the past, destroyed the previous dynasty with the Sword of the King of Men in his hand, won the world on horseback, and established the 300-year foundation of the Great Yan Dynasty!
The founding emperor of Dayan!
This is a martial arts legend from three hundred years ago. Three hundred years ago, he was already invincible in the world. With his unparalleled bravery, he destroyed a corrupt dynasty and established the foundation of the Great Yan Dynasty.
His portrait is still hanging in Emperor Yonghe’s imperial study!
That's why the face of the young Yan Shenji seemed so familiar to him.
"Taizu... why did you use the name Yanshenji?" Emperor Yonghe asked in a hoarse voice.
"Heh." Yan Shenji snorted coldly:
"The sword used by Taizu has become the Sword of the Human King, a national treasure that carries the destiny of a country."
"The chamber pots used by Taizu are all priceless treasures and are kept in the palace."
"If Taizu were still alive, wouldn't you put me on the altar and worship me?"
A country cannot have two kings.
The founding emperor's influence and reputation are too great, and he is not only the founding emperor, but also an unparalleled general on the battlefield, the best in the world three hundred years ago!
As long as he is still alive, who will have the final say in this palace and in this court, the current emperor or this old immortal
This matter is not even something that "Yan Shen Ji" can decide alone. Even if he voluntarily gives up power and abdicates, he will only lose his title as emperor.
"Then why is it Yan Shenji? Didn't you tell the story of Yan Shenji running away from home in his early years many times?" Emperor Yonghe couldn't help asking again.
"Nonsense." Great Yan Taizu said unhappily:
"Didn't you complain several times that the story of falling off the cliff was too old-fashioned and it would be better to listen to the one made up by the storyteller in Chaolou?"
"Because that's what I made up, so it's naturally not as good as the storyteller's."
"As for the real Yan Shen Ji..." When he said this, Great Yan Taizu's face showed a little loneliness and regret:
"He died a long time ago."
Yan Shenji, among the princes and grandchildren of Great Yan Taizu, has the highest talent in martial arts, and his temperament is most similar to Taizu.
"It's true that he fled in anger." Great Yan Taizu said slowly:
"Shen Ji fell off the cliff that year because he was killed by the traitors of the Skyfire Cult."
"But before he left the palace, he was determined not to rely on his status as the emperor's grandson, but to make a name for himself in the martial arts world through his own efforts, so he used a fake name to venture into the martial arts world."
"So, it was not until many years after his death that I learned that he had died at the hands of the Skyfire Cult's traitors in the first year after he left the palace."
"So... I used the name 'Yan Shen Ji' to slaughter the Skyfire Sect from top to bottom, making the name 'Yan Shen Ji' famous throughout the nine states, and was once listed on the Hero List of Tingchao Tower."
"These... are all things that happened many years ago."
When mentioning the matter of the emperor's grandson Yan Shenji, Taizu of Great Yan could not conceal his loneliness and regret on his face.
Although he has the face of a young man, the tone of his voice and the expression on his face show that even though his energy and blood are still strong, he is really no longer a young man.
The former Great Yan Taizu was extremely confident and a patriarch with a strong desire for control, wanting to control everything.
The real grandson of the emperor, Yan Shenji, left in anger because of this, and eventually died tragically in the martial arts world, with his body and soul destroyed.
After Emperor Taizu of the Great Yan Dynasty abdicated, he no longer took care of affairs and just became a pure warrior obsessed with martial arts.
"Yan Shen Ji"'s tone was a little lonely, and he looked at Qiao Shuangzhao's body that was as black as charcoal in the pit.
"Who in the world can stay young?" He said slowly:
"Heroes will eventually grow old, and beauties will eventually lose their beauty."
"Many emperors in ancient times worked hard to expand their territory in their prime, but indulged in sensual pleasures in their later years."
"Even if the body is immortal and the blood is strong, how can a mortal heart withstand the erosion of time?"
"The older people get, the more they cherish life and fear death. This is the normal state of life."
And this is actually the reason why he revealed his true appearance and appeared as the Great Yan Taizu.
Qiao Shuangzhao is the second immortal person in the world besides Taizu of Dayan.
The Qiao family lived long lives but died young, and they lived long but did not cherish their lives. This really shocked the Great Yan Taizu.
"Stand up, Qiao Shuangzhao." Yan Shenji raised his sword and said in a deep voice:
"Everyone says that the Qiao family is fearless and brave, and has the legacy of ancient chivalrous people."
"Tell me, why did you fight and die when you broke into the palace this time?"
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Chapter 272 The Second Immortal (4k
The night is deep.
The inner city of the imperial capital was in complete silence. Almost every household had their doors and windows closed, and everything was hushed.
Some residents who lived close to the imperial city could vaguely hear the noises going on inside.
It was obvious that someone had broken into the palace. From the noise, at least thousands of imperial guards were dispatched, and the incident was quite serious.
How could ordinary people dare to get involved? If they were involved, they might be labeled as traitors and accomplices, and they would lose their heads.
But there are also a few who choose to take advantage of the situation.
For example, Hai Siyuan.
At this moment, he and Li Changshi were running quickly in the night and had already arrived at the foot of the imperial city.
Since it was guessed that the person who broke into the palace was most likely Qiao Shuangzhai, and the purpose should be to rescue his father Hai Wuya, how could Hai Siyuan still stay at home
"Be careful." Li Changshi's face was solemn. He held a miniature stone city in his hand and squeezed it carefully, while reminding:
"The palace is heavily guarded, with experts and the Imperial Guard stationed there. Anyone who breaks into the palace by force will suffer a fateful day, even if they are a top-notch warrior like the Eight-Armed Dragon..."
Li Changshi's words came to an abrupt halt.
When we got closer to the imperial city, we saw that the palace wall had collapsed and a human-shaped gap appeared in the thick gate.
There was silence and no one around, except for a few royal guards carrying the bodies of the dead.
"We are lucky. Someone has diverted the attention of the Imperial Guards for us." Li Changshi said.