What is my identity?
The most outstanding descendant of the Yellow Sun Palace Master of the Purple Sun Immortal Sect, the head of the Five Great Immortal Sects.
Let alone these crude martial artists, even within the Ziyang Immortal Sect, how many people hold a higher status than him?
Apart from Gu Dao, a descendant of the palace master who is still alive, even other half-immortals have to give him face.
Now Zhou Boxing is pointing his finger at her and cursing her? Jin Mengli's anger is so great that even the East Sea wouldn't be enough to overwhelm her.
As she spoke, she raised her hand and pointed at Zhou Boxing.
Although his fingers trembled, he still managed to shoot out a beam of green light.
The green light appeared and then disappeared.
Without careful examination, this attack would go unnoticed.
Jin Mengli stared coldly at Zhou Boxing, waiting for him to die suddenly.
But to her surprise, the green snake was shattered by a single punch as soon as it emerged from the void.
"So-called immortals? This is it!"
Zhou Boxing chuckled and said, "Oh, right, there's one more thing you need to remember."
That means don't call me an old man anymore. I'm only 108 years old now.
Compared to you, an old woman trying to look young, that's far too young.
A woman's age has always been a taboo subject for men.
Those who belong to the immortal sects are even more so.
After all, cultivators of the same level generally have a longer lifespan than martial artists.
Even though Jin Mengli looks so young, she is nearly three hundred years old.
Although she is still very young compared to other half-immortals of the Ziyang Immortal Sect, she can indeed be considered an old woman compared to Zhou Boxing.
But the facts are one thing, whether or not one can accept them is another.
"Are you looking for death?!"
Jin Mengli's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and she was about to make a move, but she was interrupted by Gu Dao.
"Brother Gu Dao!"
"Mengli, wait a moment!"
Gu Dao waved his hand gently, signaling Jin Mengli not to rush.
Jin Mengli, that big mouth, has always been brainless when it comes to being brainless.
However, given the current situation, it couldn't be more suitable.
At least when it comes to inciting conflict, she's a professional.
Of course, it would be too boring to start a war just like that.
Gu Dao pursues the ultimate enjoyment of killing.
What he's going to kill isn't the fat pig kept in the pen.
Inspire these martial artists' fighting spirit, making them like wild boars in the mountains, unleashing an overwhelming will to survive when faced with danger.
Only in this way will the killing become more interesting.
Gu Dao was certain that the Venerable One was also pleased to see this scene.
"Are you two shameless old men going to never stop?"
People who are hundreds or thousands of years old still care about Brother Dao and Sister Mengli. Isn't that disgusting?
Those two old geezers, if you want to act horny, lock yourself in your house and don't come here to embarrass yourselves.
What is that?
Zhou Boxing went all out.
He was very unhappy. He could understand why the old guys from the royal family had chosen Zhou Xuanye and his group.
After all, Zhou Xuanye may be dead, but he still possessed considerable strength.
Not to mention Zhou Qingtian, who at a young age had already reached the tenth rank of Dharma Manifestation perfection.
Moreover, he concealed his talents for many years and was good at patience.
To be able to manage such a situation in Nanzhou, navigating between various parties without offending anyone, truly makes one a talented individual.
But what kind of bastards from the Ziyang Immortal Sect have chosen now?
What is Zhou Zhenbian, the King of Shu, this fool who is ambitious but incompetent?
Occupying Shuzhou, which borders the western border, and with a top-tier power like the Sword Sect stationed within its borders.
Instead of taking advantage of these natural strengths to monopolize the resources of the Western Regions and bring them back to the Great Zhou to make a fortune, they spend their days shamelessly fawning over others.
Why should I?
You can say that the immortal sects like to choose the weak!
If you could choose Zhou Zhenbian, if you could choose Zhou Zhenxiong, why didn't you choose me back then?
I could accept that they didn't choose me when I was beating up my older brother, but they didn't come looking for me when I was being beaten up by that little brat Zhou Dingtian.
So all you bastards look down on me, Zhou Boxin?
If that's the case, what do I have to be afraid of?
When a person dies, the bird flies to the sky; if they don't die, they live for ten thousand years!
Thinking of this, Zhou Boxing felt an inexhaustible energy coursing through his body.
Being a reckless brute doesn't seem so bad.
Li Fan probably relies on this kind of recklessness when he fights with someone!
Since that's the case, I, Zhou, might as well follow Li Fan's example and become an invincible force among men.
"Zhou Boxing, you have some nerve."
To dare to disrespect Master Gu is simply courting death.
"If one day I gain absolute power, I will surely throw you, you scoundrel, into the imperial prison, leaving you to die there in old age, to repent for your actions today!"
King Zhou Zhenbian of Shu would naturally not miss such a good opportunity.
“Zhou Zhenbian, when did you become like a messenger eunuch?”
As a member of the Great Zhou royal family, I am utterly ashamed of you.
Look at your current behavior, how are you any different from the dogs people talk about?
You're waiting for me to make all the decisions? You should figure out your own destiny first!
Oh right... what was that guy again?
Zhou Boxing changed the subject and looked at Zhou Kaijiang, saying, "Cross that brat Zhou Zhenbian's name off the family tree."
It wasn't that Zhou Boxing did it on purpose; he simply had genuinely forgotten for a moment.
It's understandable that they were so engrossed in their criticism that they forgot about this relatively insignificant prefect from the royal family.
Zhou Kaijiang remained silent, but did not refute Zhou Boxing's words.
Although this little bastard is very impolite, what Zhou Boxin said today is exactly what Zhou Kaijiang was thinking.
He could easily understand the frustration of the Great Zhou royal family.
That feeling of powerlessness—being able to see, hear, and perceive, yet being unable to do anything about it—permeated his entire life.
"Zhou Boxing, you..."
"Alright, let's end this farce here!"
Zhou Zhenbian wanted to say something more, but Gu Dao interrupted him.
He didn't care about winning or losing in arguments.
In his eyes, Zhou Boxing's insults were nothing more than the barking of a defeated dog.
If words can kill, then what's the point of swords?
"Since the former emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Zhou Zhenxiong, is dead, a new emperor should be elected."
The commotion you've caused today shows the people that this is not how you should behave.
Although our immortal sects have entrusted the world to your management, it does not mean that you are the masters of this world.
There is one sentence you should remember: Imperial power is bestowed by the gods!
All the glory and wealth you enjoy were won for you by countless immortal sects three thousand years ago.
The people of the world have always served the Ziyang Immortal Sect.
We have come here today to inform you so-called rulers, and of course, to inform all the people under heaven.
In the thirteen states of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the new emperor has been chosen by the Immortal Sect.
This person was Zhou Zhenbian, the King of Shu of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
From this moment forward, he is a member of the Great Zhou royal family.
Effective immediately, the country's name is changed from Fengtian to the new era!
Gu Dao's words were like a decree, and the other members of the immortal sect used their immortal techniques to bless them.
Streaks of light shot straight into the sky and then fell to the earth.
As beams of light fell across Tiandu, Gu Dao's voice echoed throughout the city.
......
Outside Chengtian Gate, in the courtyard and pavilion.
The old man pulled his grandson down and immediately knelt down.
The words he uttered naturally became: "In accordance with the decree of the Immortal Sect!"
Although the child was puzzled, he still followed his grandfather's example and knelt down to recite the mantra.
The same scene played out in Tiandu.
From royalty and nobility to ordinary people.
Almost everyone who heard the sound was affected.
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