Chapter 510 What does the court have to do with me? (4000 words)

Takeda Tiger's words sounded very pleasant to the ears of many sects.

But it’s not comfortable enough.

In the minds of many sects, the best relationship between the human dynasty and their own sects is not a friendly cooperative one, but a subordinate one.

The only difference is that it is not the sect that is subordinate to the dynasty, but the dynasty that is subordinate to the sect.

This is the best outcome for all sects.

But they also know that they can't fantasize about these things for the time being.

Today, the Wu Kingdom is still very powerful. It is not the last dynasty and cannot take any action on its own.

Not to mention that there are so many sects within the Wu Kingdom, there is definitely no way to reconcile the interests of all parties.

Oftentimes, at the end of a dynasty, it is basically a fight between sects, all for the sake of controlling a puppet emperor.

At that time, many sects will be destroyed, and they feel that their own sect may not be the last one to laugh.

So if we can maintain the status quo, that would be pretty good.

"Friend?" Emperor Wu sneered, looking at Wu Tianhu as if he were an ant. He even looked at him with childish eyes. "Uncle, you treat him as a friend, but he treats you as a dog!"

"Nephew, is there really nothing to talk about?" Takeda Tora looked at Emperor Wu coldly, as if he was issuing a final ultimatum.

Takeda Tiger naturally hoped that there would be nothing to talk about.

There is no room for negotiation, so I can get promoted! "Negotiation? Many things cannot be negotiated."

Emperor Wu raised his head and looked at the giant dragon hovering above the Dragon Palace. His eyes were deep, as if he had returned to more than ten years ago.

"Indeed, what you said is all right." Emperor Wu muttered to himself, not knowing who he was talking to.

“Roar!”

Above the palace, the golden dragon roared again.

The next moment, the golden dragon pounced towards the several sect leaders in the center of the square.

Emperor Wu had completely gambled on the fate of the Wu Kingdom! Wherever the golden dragon touched, several Yuanying Realm sect masters died on the spot, turning into blood mist that floated in the air.

The blood mist kept condensing and finally gathered on the gold paper!

"Wuchang! Are you crazy?"

The other sect leaders were shocked. They didn't expect that Emperor Wu would actually take action directly!

Since the Emperor of Wu State had completely torn his face off, there was no need for them to be polite! Hundreds of Yuanying Realm cultivators and several Yupu Realm cultivators first attacked the Emperor Wu.

Catch the leader first.

As long as we kill Emperor Wu first, everything will be easy.

On the other side, many cultivators burned their essence and blood to warn their sects from thousands of miles away.

These sect leaders are not fools. They had made preparations long ago before coming.

As long as any accident happens on his side, the sect will be aware of it, and the sect will turn against the Wu Kingdom.

So this is also the reason why they came to Wudu alone.

Nowadays, most of the sects are of the same blood. When one sect is in trouble, other sects will more or less help.

Therefore, these sects came together to form a force that absolutely cannot be ignored.

This is the relationship between sects.

When a dynasty is weak, sects will fight each other for their own interests.

But if the dynasty becomes strong, the originally scattered sects will take the initiative to unite and fight against the dynasty.

In their opinion, they don't need to do anything because monks have long lifespans and no dynasty is eternal.

But what was unexpected was that the monarch of Wu State actually overturned the table. "Humph!"

A cold snort came from above the palace.

Before Emperor Wu could take action, several palace servants rushed out and killed the several clan leaders who were at the forefront.

These imperial palace servants stood guard before Emperor Wu.

But not all the palace priests stood on Emperor Wu's side.

Some of these palace priests came from some sects within the Wu Kingdom and were merely hired.

Now that this kind of thing has happened, it is natural for him to stand on the side of his own sect.

"I didn't expect that Mr. Chen would stand on the side of the sect in the end."

Emperor Wu looked at an old man.

The old man's name is Chen Liang, and he is the only cultivator in the Wu Kingdom who has reached the Ascended Realm.

He comes from Pangu Sect.

This is an ancient sect.

However, this sect broke apart into several sects a thousand years ago. Their ancestor tried to make a breakthrough with the help of the human dynasty's fortune, so he came to Wudu and became a worshiper.

In fact, in Emperor Wu's opinion, it is more likely that the other party will stand on his side.

Because the Pangu Sect no longer exists, the several sects that split off from it have not achieved much, and they even hate each other, which is simply ridiculous.

And what the other party needs is the fortune of the mountains and rivers of the Wu State.

If the Wu State can control these sects, the Wu State's national fortune will be more prosperous, and the other party will receive greater gifts from the Wu State's national fortune, and perhaps they can really make further progress.

But unexpectedly, he still stood against himself.

Chen Liang shook his head: "Your Majesty's actions are really too radical. There is really no need for this."

Chen Liang raised his head and looked directly into the eyes of Emperor Wu: "If Your Majesty lets go now, everything will still be in time."

"Hehehe." Emperor Wu laughed a few times, "Then I will come to test the strength of the Ascending Realm strongman!"

Emperor Wu didn't waste time talking to the other party.

A giant mountain and river dragon swooped down towards Chen Liang again.

Chen Liang pinched the spell, recited silently in his heart, and pointed forward.

The dragon claws of Shanhe Changlong collided with Chen Liang's fingers, and Shanhe's luck and spiritual power were shattered with each punch.

If the civil and military officials had not been protected by the luck of the mountains and rivers, they would have fainted long ago.

In the imperial palace, the luck of the mountains and rivers was once again gathering, and two huge lions pounced towards these sect leaders.

Two majestic lions formed by the luck of mountains and rivers clawed at each sect leader and bit the sect leader in the Nascent Soul stage to pieces in one bite.

For most of the cultivators, the high and mighty immortals were as fragile as an ant! There was a big commotion on the square, and many people were trembling and could only hide in the palace and dared not come out.

Concubine Xiao in the harem looked up. Although she didn't know what had happened, she walked back to her room and took out the phoenix hairpin.

This is the symbol of Queen Wu.

Although Concubine Xiao was not the queen, she did keep this hairpin.

This hairpin also provided Concubine Xiao with the basis for managing the harem.

Otherwise, there will always be some people in the harem who disobey discipline.

Concubine Xiao held up the hairpin.

In an instant, the hairpin turned into streams of light and disappeared into the air.

"Ming!"

Following the sound of a phoenix cry, a golden phoenix soared into the sky and swooped down towards the sect leaders.

Naturally, those sect leaders would not sit still and wait for death.

They all offered up their life-saving magic weapons, intending to fight to the death! They knew that they had no way out, and the Emperor Wu wanted them to die!

The other civil and military officials also reacted and circulated the energy of the mountains and rivers, using their official skills to try to suppress these clan leaders.

The so-called official technique is a technique that operates around the fortune of mountains and rivers.

As long as one is an official in the Wu Kingdom, he can practice the art of officialdom.

The power of official techniques is no less than that of the magic of qigong practitioners, and many of them can even utilize the power of rules.

Therefore, many demons and monsters were mostly powerless when facing the ministers of the Wu State.

But official techniques are just a kind of magic and cannot prolong one's life.

For a moment, the entire square was in chaos.

Some officials and monks fought each other, while others hid themselves and it was obvious that they were not very loyal.

Others looked around, wondering which camp to join.

For these people, it doesn’t matter who becomes the emperor; they just want to keep their positions.

The situation was evenly matched at that time, and these fence-sitters really couldn't tell which side would win. Xu Ming, Wu Yanhan and everyone in the Jinyi Mansion did not hesitate and all stood on the side of Emperor Wu.

Although their realm was very low, with the blessing of the luck of mountains and rivers, Xu Ming entered the pseudo-Nascent Soul realm, which was enough to fight them.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

However, Xu Ming did not let Li Han and others take action.

With their level, they would be killed by a slap in the face. They are simply cannon fodder.

And just when the war started in the palace.

Within the vast territory of Wu State, golden rays of light converged into Wu Capital.

People from all over the Wu State looked up. They didn't know what was happening, but they just felt that something was strange in the sky.

The demon city of Wu State.

A little silver-haired girl was sitting on the shoulders of a burly man about four or five meters tall and eating candied haws.

The sturdy man was holding a roasted whole lamb in his hand and licking it with his mouth full of oil.

Suddenly, the little girl seemed to sense something, turned her head and looked in the direction of the imperial capital of Wu State.

“Roar.”

The giant under the girl's butt also raised his head, blinking his eyes, full of confusion.

"Who knows what happened in Wu State again."

The little girl said disdainfully.

"But it doesn't matter. It's none of our business anyway. The court is the court's business, and we just need to defend our city."

"Roar." The giant nodded and continued eating the roasted whole lamb.

The giant really didn't care in his heart.

I have been guarding here for many, many years, and I don’t know how many dynasties have come and gone.

What would it matter if the current court was gone?

In this place, nothing will ever change.

The little girl finished her candied haws and dropped the bamboo stick. The giant ate the roasted whole lamb, stood up with his giant axe, and walked forward step by step.

Right in front of them, the human soldiers were fighting with the demons from the southern demon country.

I don't know how many times this has happened in the past year.

Northern Liang.

The snow was floating in the sky.

The Beiliang Snow Dragon Riders had a charge with the barbarians from the Northern Wilderness not long ago.

It was a rare chance to rest at this time. The soldiers from the Northern Wilderness set up camp, made a fire, and ate their lunch. The snow-white horses grunted as they ate the grass.

In the military camp, a woman raised her head.

The woman was wearing snow-white armor. After taking off her helmet, she tied her high ponytail at the back of her head. On her shoulder, she carried a snow-white spear and in her left hand, she held a pot of wine.

Just as the woman was drinking a glass of wine and eating a piece of meat, she seemed to sense something, raised her head and looked at the gilded object flying in the sky.

"It looks like something's wrong with Wudu."

A powerful voice came.

The woman retracted her gaze, looked at the man, and whispered, "Father."

"Yes." King Beiliang nodded and sat down next to his daughter. "Enjoy your meal. Don't worry about that. Wudu's affairs have nothing to do with us. What we need to do is to defend this border."

"Yes." The woman withdrew her gaze and continued eating meat.

"well"

At the gate of Wudu City, Lu Xiaoliu finally arrived with his luggage.

Originally, Lu Xiaoliu could have been faster.

Although the journey is long, Lu Xiaoliu's legs are quite strong.

But on the way, Lu Xiaoliu encountered many things and met many old friends. It was not easy for him to come to the foot of the imperial city.

"I hope I'm not too late."

Lu Xiaoliu took a bite of the bread and continued walking into Wudu.

Just as Lu Xiaoliu stepped into the city gate, a woman walked into Wudu.

They didn't stop at all and went straight to the Wudu Palace.

In their hearts, they all had only one thought: "Don't really die!"

All the magic arrays in the Wu Kingdom Palace were activated.

In Wudu, the people only saw a bright golden light gathering in the sky above the imperial palace, and then dragon roars were heard from the palace one after another.

But the people of Wudu did not know what exactly happened.

But they were sure of one thing—something big must have happened in the palace!

Holding the magical sword Hongxiu, Xu Ming fought against a sect leader in the Nascent Soul stage.

This sect leader is also a sword cultivator, and has profound attainments in swordsmanship.

Xu Ming used the Cao sword technique and smashed down at the opponent with one sword after another.

The opponent was defeated by Xu Ming, but he could only bear it.

He couldn't figure out why this young man could only reach the Nascent Soul stage temporarily by relying on the luck of the mountains and rivers, but his sword energy and sword intent were so sharp! And the red long sword in his hand.

Is this a magical weapon?

Who on earth was he? How could he be recognized by an immortal weapon?! The clan leader felt his palms go numb from being hit by the long sword in Xu Ming's hand.

With the next sword strike, Xu Ming found an opening and struck out with the sword again!

"Oops!"

The other party knew that something was wrong, but it was too late.

This sect leader in the Nascent Soul stage was exploded by Xu Ming and turned into a blood mist, which entered the golden paper floating in the air.

Xu Ming raised his head and looked at the huge piece of gold paper.

This was the second time Xu Ming had seen something similar. The first time was at Tianxuan Gate.

The leader of the Tianxuan Sect also tried to turn the tables using this method. All the dead cultivators turned into blood mist and were absorbed by the leader of the Tianxuan Sect.

However, the leader of Tianxuan Sect wants to use the laws of the Tao to wipe out everyone.

Xu Ming felt that the piece of golden paper above Wu State had the same effect as the other, as they both utilized the laws of the Tao.

Xu Ming felt that what Emperor Wu had to do was more than just signing a contract.

(End of this chapter)