He eliminated distracting thoughts and replayed the previous action in his mind.
Although he was struggling with Prince Ping, Da Yuan Jingzhi took all the situations in his mind and replayed them to see not only the fight between him and the four hidden masters, but also the eight guards and their respective opponents.
The eight guards are the top masters in the army, and their cultivation is profound, but they are not as good as the hidden masters like the Holy Sect of Light. After all, the skills of more than a hundred years cannot be compared to those of forty or fifty years.
After a hundred years, one's skill will undergo a qualitative change and become more powerful. He fully understands this.
He has all kinds of magical skills that can block a century-old master. If he didn't want to show off his magical powers in front of others, he would have dragged Prince Ping away and escaped, and there would be no such trouble.
There are many things in the world today that can restrain magical powers. If someone plots against you in advance, it cannot be used as a trump card. It is not safe to rely on the Ku Rong Sutra to pretend to be dead, so don't use the magical powers if you can.
The hidden master is not only powerful because of his cultivation, but also the fire of his swordsmanship is deep enough, precise and precise, with very few flaws. His swordsmanship can block his own bright sword, which shows his power.
What caught his most attention was the figure.
Is this the power of a god master
The light was as scorching as the scorching sun, making it impossible to look directly at him. Da Yuan Jingzhi couldn't even see his face clearly, he could only see a figure.
The feeling of something as huge as falling from the sky suffocated him, as if he were an ant standing under a towering mountain, looking up, unable to resist, and could only let him kill himself.
The aura of the master of the gods is like substance, already possessing lethality. He doesn't even need to take action. As long as he stands in front of him, the continuous pressure is enough to make people collapse and scare him to death.
Chu Li has strong mental power, so he can be sober and at ease. Even those reclusive masters still cannot withstand this pressure.
This coercion makes the opponent's reaction slow, delaying his movements and internal strength. It is extremely terrifying to watch himself being hit, unable to dodge.
Chu Li thought to himself that he would never be his opponent, and his magical power was useless. Even if he was stronger than the twelve hidden masters, the result would still be the same. He would watch helplessly as he was hit and torn apart.
He didn't know if the Ku Rong Sutra could resurrect him. It was probably impossible. He couldn't die anymore. It seemed that the masters of the gods still couldn't be provoked!
He sighed and shook his head.
In the early morning of the next day, Chu Li was doing exercises on the couch to heal his injuries.
Now his body is both a body of great light and a body of heavenly demons. The Ksitigarbha Chakra Sutra is still in the fire stage and he has not yet been able to cultivate the earthly hiding place. However, it has become extremely powerful. Overnight, the penetrating wound on his chest has developed a thin membrane, giving birth to Tender meat.
"Chu Li accepts the order!" Suddenly a voice like a bronze bell echoed through Prince An's mansion.
Chu Li frowned and finally came!
He estimated that the emperor would not kill him to silence him, because he had already met Prince Ping and it was too late to silence him, but he knew that what he had done was certain, and he would inevitably have to wear his own shoes in the future.
I didn't expect that an imperial edict would be issued.
"Chu Li accepts the order!" A full and majestic shout sounded again.
Chu Li raised his voice and said: "Chu Li accepts the order!"
He floated out of the small courtyard and came to the gate.
The red-lacquered door of Prince An's Mansion has been opened, and the huge copper nails are shining brightly.
There were two middle-aged men in mysterious clothes standing at the foot of the door, holding an imperial edict written on a yellow silk scroll in their hands. Their eyes were calm and their expressions were solemn and solemn. They were looking at the door quietly.
Chu Li stepped out of the gate, came to the foot of the steps, cupped his fists and saluted: "Chu Li accepts the order!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was another mess of footsteps behind him.
Xiao Shi wore a fluttering moon-white gown with golden chrysanthemums embroidered on the cuffs, which was elegant and luxurious.
The white gauze covered her beautiful face, revealing only a pair of eyes as deep as a deep pool, which swept over her eyes and captured her soul.
Surrounded by Yang Xu Menglan and other maids, she walked out quietly, like a weak willow supporting the wind.
Liu Xing and the other eight guards were closely guarding her, glancing vigilantly, ready to pounce out at any time. After Princess Ping was assassinated, the royal palaces paid more and more attention to their guards, and Liu Xing and the others were also extremely careful.
"What's going on?" She came to Chu Li's side.
Chu Li shook his head.
A middle-aged guard of the Forbidden City in Xuanyi took a step forward and unfolded the imperial edict: "Chu Li, the general manager of Prince An's Palace, the centurion of the Secret Guard Palace, and a first-class bodyguard, has deceived the emperor and betrayed the emperor's favor. He must leave the capital within five days. Arrive at the imperial mausoleum within ten days and serve as the guard of the imperial mausoleum."
These few words were uttered by the exertion of his inner power, and the sound was like a copper bell that rang in the sky. It not only resounded throughout Prince An's Mansion, but could be heard clearly for miles around, and even half of the divine capital city.
Chu Li smiled bitterly, stretched out his hand and said, "I obey the order!"
Xiao Shi's bright eyes turned cold as he glanced at the two Forbidden Palace guards.
The two of them clasped their fists and smiled bitterly: "Princess, we are also following orders. This is an order from the emperor, asking us to declare to the whole city."
"Humph, your Majesty is really interesting!" Xiao Shi snorted and said, "I am afraid that the world will not know about the decree of demotion."
The two hugged each other and left in a hurry without asking for any reward.
Chu Li looked at the imperial edict, shook his head and laughed.
The emperor was merciful and demoted himself to guard the imperial mausoleum, ending up in the same fate as Xu Huande. The two of them could be companions. Xu Huande was no longer in danger and could return to the Secret Guard Mansion sooner or later.
This result is already excellent. With the imperial edict, the emperor means that he will not settle accounts with himself in the future, but he also does not want to use himself anymore. He will just stay here and get out of the divine capital.
Xiao Shi turned around and looked over: "Chu Li, what's going on? Why did this come out of nowhere, and why did it offend the emperor?"
Chu Li said: "Let's talk after we come in."
Xiao Shi glanced at the people with different expressions around him, waved his jade hands, and returned to Tianshu Courtyard with Chu Li.
Xiao Qi is not at Tianshu Academy. She is here mostly at night. She does not come here for half the day and practices in the house next to the palace.
Xiao Shi sent everyone out to talk to Chu Li.
"Is it because you told Prince Ping that?" Xiao Shi asked with a frown, staring at him with her deep and bright eyes: "No, Prince Ping won't tell him, and he can't tell him so quickly."
She didn't know that Chu Li was injured last night. Chu Li went directly back to his small courtyard. After a night, he couldn't be seen injured.
Chu Li told what happened last night.
Xiao Shi said bitterly: "The emperor is really cruel. You saved Prince Ping. No matter what, you should make up for it. Let's forget about it. He actually sent you to guard the imperial mausoleum. It's really annoying!"
Chu Li said: "I have magical powers. It makes no difference whether I go to the imperial mausoleum or not."
"That's true." Xiao Shi nodded lightly.
Chu Li has magical powers. No matter where he goes, he can come back at night, which is not much different from Zai Shen.
"But he deliberately made the announcement so loud, it's so annoying!" Xiao Shi snorted.
Chu Li sighed: "This is already the best result. If I hadn't saved Prince Ping, he would have been killed by the emperor's faction by now!"
"That's true! ... But you are at peace now, and you don't have to worry about the affairs of the Secret Guard Mansion anymore." Xiao Shi hummed: "In my opinion, it's better not to worry about the undercovers of the Guangming Holy Sect, and just practice with peace of mind. "
Chu Li smiled: "It's a pity to give up like this."
"You have to work hard!" Xiao Shi snorted: "Okay, just guard the emperor's mausoleum. Go and rest first. Maybe I will bring you back soon."
"It won't be possible in a short time." Chu Li shook his head and said, "I won't use it anymore because I think I'm dishonest. The government should pay attention to it, lest anyone adds insult to injury!"
"I will let my little sister live here forever." Xiao Shi said.
Chu Li nodded.
As he lost power, the forces that wanted to assassinate Xiao Shi naturally rose up and wanted to seize this opportunity.
"When are you going to leave?"
"No rush, let's do it on the fifth day."
"I've been in Shendu for so long and I haven't gone out to play. Please accompany me and my little sister to visit Shendu these days." Xiao Shi said.
In the future, Chu Li can come back at any time, but he can no longer show his face. He can only appear secretly in the palace. It will be difficult for him to have the opportunity to appreciate the prosperity of the divine capital. He plans to take him to eat some delicious food and drink fine wine.
"Okay!" Chu Li nodded. (To be continued.)