It was an extremely difficult task for them to sneak into the imperial palace, but now the palace wall had collapsed and the defenders were scattered. With their skills, it was not difficult for them to take advantage of the chaos to enter the imperial city.
Li Changshi stroked the stone city in his hands, feeling emotional.
This stone city is a relic of the former exiled sword immortal, and has no other use except as a cave dwelling in the palm of your hand.
At this moment, in the stone city in Li Changshi's palm, there were more than 200 other veteran soldiers.
As long as they can enter the palace, it means that more than 200 old soldiers have entered the palace.
... .
In front of the Golden Palace.
The white marble dragon-carved steps had disintegrated and shattered, and two "corpses" lay at Yan Shenji's feet.
One of them was Qiao Shuangzhao, whose body was burnt black like charcoal.
The other one was Dao Ke, a Jindan monk from the Da Dao Sect, which was split in half from the middle.
At this time, the moon was still shining brightly, but the dark clouds that had just covered the sky had faded a little, allowing the white moonlight to shine through the clouds and fall on the two "corpses".
The dark clouds rolled and floated, and several pairs of eyes were looking down at the palace.
The Dao Sect's cultivators are not into fighting alone, and this time the matter is led by the Jindan cultivator Dao Ke, but there are also other cultivators who have arrived and are lurking in the clouds with him.
"Brother Dao Ke, is he dead?" At this time, other cultivators could not help but discuss:
"There's something strange about the man who claims to be the founding emperor of Great Yan... No, there's something strange about his sword."
"That's obviously not a force from the ordinary martial arts... It's the so-called power of destiny?" Someone whispered:
"The Human King Sword was once the sword worn by the founding emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty. For nearly three hundred years, it has been regarded as a national treasure and enjoyed worship. Therefore, it has manifested its luck..."
"It's all because of the Xuantian Sect. They insisted on worshiping gods and forced out the Human King Sword. From then on, the vague and invisible fortune of the dynasty was transformed into the tangible power of national destiny, and it possessed the ability to attack?" The cultivators' gazes pierced through the clouds and fell on the sword in Yan Shenji's hand.
Yan Shenji just taught Emperor Yonghe two lessons.
He said, "All under heaven belongs to the king, and all the people in the world are his subjects."
Therefore, Dao Ke, a monk of the Da Dao Sect and a citizen of Dayan, also put on an arrogant attitude when he met the emperor. He didn't even come down from the sky, but stood in the air, which was naturally disrespectful.
Even immortal cultivators are powerless in front of the Flame God Machine, and thus are deprived of the ability to fly in the air, or even oppressed by external forces, with their knees almost bent.
"This is not martial arts at all." Elder Qingyi also appeared in the clouds.
He was not outside the palace originally, but he noticed Dao Ke's death and rushed here quickly using the escape technique. At this moment, his eyes were deep and he said with certainty:
"He speaks the law of heaven... This is probably the power of the Great Yan Emperor Taizu, who holds the Human King Sword in his hand."
The emperor's words are the law, and he can decide the life and death of his subjects with just one word.
"But although this invisible force is powerful, it is not completely uncontestable."
"Dao Ke was deprived of his ability to fly, but he resisted the pressure of kneeling and kowtow to the emperor of the world."
"And this kind of ability also has a price. My spiritual sense detected that the invisible force on the sword has weakened a little. It is obvious that it has been consumed." said a cultivator.
This made the other monks feel a little relieved.
As for the second lesson of Yan Shen Ji...it made Elder Qingyi even more fearful.
He noticed that under that sword, Dao Ke's cultivation was temporarily shortened by several hundred years, and he was directly regressed to the time when he had just formed the Dan.
You know, Dao Ke, who has reached the fifth level of the Golden Core, has accumulated several times more mana than a Golden Core cultivator who has just formed his core.
The sword of Yan Shen Ji can be seen as cutting off 50% to 60% of Dao Ke's magic power, and most of the blue slot was emptied.
Although the realm and the skills are still there, the power of the Taoism has been greatly reduced, so the thunder magic was easily cut off by Yan Shenji's sword.
As a Nascent Soul Elder, Elder Qingyi's vision is naturally not as broad as that of other cultivators. In his eyes, this represents a terrifying fact:
In this day and age, if immortal cultivators want to advance in their cultivation, they more or less need the incense and worship of the people of the Great Yan Dynasty.
However, Yan Shenji, who holds the Human King Sword, can consume the country's fortune and directly reduce the immortal cultivation of Jindan cultivator Dao Ke with one sword.
This is a bad development.
The immortal sect was afraid of Emperor Yonghe who held the Human King Sword and did not want to confront him head-on, so they created a King Qin and tried to establish an immortal kingdom on earth.
Now that Taizu of Dayan has appeared, things have become more complicated.
It is obvious that Taizu of Dayan, who holds the Sword of the Human King, is a far more difficult figure than Emperor Yonghe, who also holds the Sword of the Human King, and they still lack understanding of this person.
The only thing they can be thankful for is...
"Although the Human King Sword is powerful, it cannot be used on demand. Every time the sword is used, the national fortune of the Great Yan Dynasty is consumed." A cultivator said:
"This mortal dynasty has long been in turmoil. Even if the founding emperor were to be reborn, how many more years could he last?"
"How many cultivators can the power of national destiny on this human king sword kill?"
After listening to this, Elder Qingyi glanced at the monk who was speaking and just smiled faintly:
"You see things clearly. How about... you go first?"
The monk was speechless.
Immortal cultivators are all gifted and spiritually gifted people among the human race. Most of them are smart and clever, and naturally know the principle that the first bird to stick its head out gets shot.
Now Yan Shenji has a shotgun in his hand with limited bullets, but who is willing to be the first to take action
These monks were discussing while standing high in the clouds, so of course they could not be noticed by the mortals below.
But their eyes would fall on Yan Shenji from time to time, which also vaguely aroused Yan Shenji's intuitive perception.
He looked up at the sky, but saw only dark clouds covering the sky, no one was in sight, and Yan Shenji's expression became increasingly cold:
"Daoke is dead." He pointed his sword at the body of Daoke at his feet and said slowly:
"If the Da Dao Sect wants to talk, they should get someone who can speak human language."
The dark clouds were calm and there was no movement, as if Yan Shenji was just talking to himself.
But this posture, seen by Emperor Yonghe behind him, made him feel fascinated.
After he recovered from his shock, he belatedly realized that a surge of ecstasy arose in his heart.
What Yan Shen Ji just did was very simple.
One is teaching by words, the other is teaching by example.
What is taught is how to use the Human King Sword.
What he displayed was his unfathomable martial arts.
"The ancestor is so amazing... My forbearance and waiting are valuable." In ecstasy, Emperor Yonghe also asked:
"Since the old ancestor is so great, why does he care so much about this dying Qiao family member?"
"The enemy of my Great Yan royal family and the Great Yan court is naturally the aliens---"
"Shut up." Emperor Yonghe was interrupted by Yan Shenji before he could finish his words.
In fact, Yan Shenji couldn't say that he was very satisfied with his offspring.
But after all, he is his blood descendant across many generations, and he is also the emperor of this generation. What can he do
"Child, do you know when was the last time I saw such a brave assassin enter the palace to assassinate someone?"
"... Forty-five years ago, when did the top three warriors in the martial arts world, the Eight-Armed Heavenly Dragon, enter the palace?" Emperor Yonghe asked.
Yan Shen Ji shook his head.
"That was a hundred years ago, when the martial arts master, Blood Prince, entered the palace?"
Yan Shenji shook his head again and said calmly:
"This happened nearly three hundred years ago."
Three hundred years
Emperor Yonghe was stunned.
It has been more than two hundred years since the establishment of the Great Yan Dynasty, nearly three hundred years.
The founding emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty should be over 300 years old this year.
And three hundred years, was it about the last dynasty, the end of the Great Zhou Dynasty? Was it the past when Taizu was young
"I was the one who entered the palace to assassinate the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Do you understand?"
The so-called cherishing of talent is often that older people see a trace of their past in young people, that’s all.
Yan Shen Ji said expressionlessly:
"Qiao Shuangzhao is the second immortal in the world besides me. I'm afraid his real age is even older than mine. Maybe he's already three or four hundred years old?"
Although there are still blood relatives of the founding emperor in this world, they are separated by many generations.
Although Qiao Shuangzhao is a stranger, he and Yan Shenji are the only two mortal warriors who have lived forever. Although they are not of the same generation, they were born in the same era.
But members of the Qiao family who have lived longer than him are willing to sacrifice their own lives
This naturally caused Yan Shenji to feel complicated emotions.
The second immortal? Three or four hundred years old
Before Emperor Yonghe could come to his senses, he saw the charcoal-black body of Qiao Shuangzhai lying on the ground suddenly open his eyes, cough lightly a few times, and slowly get up from the ground.
"It's just a fatal injury, it's not that bad."
The Jindan cultivator Dao Ke's sneak attack with thunder magic happened to be stuck in the gap between his power changes, and it came at an extremely fast speed, making it impossible for him to avoid it.
The lightning penetrated his body and almost broke his heart meridians on the spot...
The key to his survival was not that he was strong, but that he had mastered Wu Qizhen's flesh and blood.
It is easier for ordinary people to treat external injuries with their medical skills, but it is much more difficult to treat internal injuries that penetrate deep into the body.
The same punch will cause different damages if it hits different parts of the body.
A hit on the hand, a hit on the crotch, or a punch through the chest to your beating heart is certainly different.
As a warrior who started with the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique, Qiao Mu already has rich experience in how to heal internal injuries through the transformation of flesh and blood. There are probably few people in this world who can catch up with him.
"Why do I fight, why do I die?" Qiao Mu stood up straight, the charred skin on his body squirmed rapidly, new flesh gradually grew out of it, squeezing away the charred dead skin.
He stretched his muscles, and as time passed, his physical condition improved little by little, and his qi and blood were consumed as a result.
"I just think... someone like Hai Wuya shouldn't die like this, that's all." Qiao Mu said calmly.
"Hai Wuya? How does this matter relate to him?"
"You came here for Hai Wuya, not for---"
Yan Shenji and Emperor Yonghe both expressed doubts and looked at each other.
In the end, it was Emperor Yonghe who gave a brief explanation, and Yan Shenji was able to figure out the whole thing.
"The sea is endless?" Yan Shenji frowned and said:
"Breaking into the palace for an old man who is terminally ill and has one foot halfway into the coffin?"
"I've only heard of people getting angry for a beautiful woman, but I've never heard of people getting angry for an old man."
He turned his head and looked at the mess in front of the Golden Palace, and felt it was a bit ridiculous.
"The Wuji Society is actually trying to assassinate the emperor. They are naturally rebels and should be executed." Yan Shenji said:
"Hai Wuya, as a second-rank official and the Minister of Rites, secretly colluded with the rebels. His crime was... using the power of the Wu Ji Association to secretly spread a martial art called "Sumeru Mountain King Sutra" in Jiuzhou?"
Yan Shenji turned his head and looked at Emperor Yonghe, who remained silent.
In fact, from the perspective of the Emperor of Dayan, Hai Wuya's mere fact of colluding with the Wuji Society rebels in his capacity as a minister was already a capital crime. As for what crimes he had committed, the only difference was the method of his execution.
"Don't tell me what Hai Wuya did wrong." Yan Shenji looked directly into Qiao Mu's eyes and asked again;
"He is already dying. Even if you, Qiao Shuangzhao, capture the palace and rescue him, you can't make him live a few more days... Have you thought it through?"
Young people have passionate moments.
But as you get older, when you reach middle age, your passion gradually fades, and you will naturally learn to weigh the pros and cons and begin to have a big picture perspective... This is the instinct of almost every adult.
Qiao Shuangzhao is even older than Yan Shenji, and is obviously no longer impulsive.
Since you have weighed the pros and cons, why do you still come to the palace
At this time, Qiao Shuangzhao was obviously on the verge of death, and looked much more miserable than Hai Wuya, whom he was trying to save.