Chapter 623 – There is still the legend of the Supreme Emperor in this world.
Chapter 623 – There is still the legend of the Supreme Emperor in this world
Xin Zhuo’s smile was pure, the relief was also pure, but it had nothing to do with the people below, he just felt that at least these few people he knew in the beginning were real, and that was good.
This strange feeling cannot be experienced by outsiders!
As for the group of Three Crazy Daoist, Zen Master Withered Star, Zhao Li, Song Xijun, and Zhao Ling, they were first stunned, then their faces changed greatly, their breathing shortened by a few moments, and they hurriedly stepped forward, performing a great salute:.
“Greetings to the Supreme Emperor!”
The title “Emperor” is a taboo in the Great Zhou, it is a title that belongs only to the subjects of the Great Zhou, in those years, the rise of Western Qin, the change of the four emperors, the world was shaken, from the court, down to the four quarters of the military towns, the people, and even the world’s sects that can’t get out of the shackles of the court, all of them trembled with fear and trembling.
Until the original “traitor” Qin Wang, and later on the emperor of a move to settle the world, the world was leveled.
Today’s young emperor is also his hand to support the throne.
He is a well-deserved legend, is a world of strange men!
When the Three Crazy Taoist and the Kushin Zen Masters saw him back then, he was still just a leftover noble teenager heading to the Jiang Clan, and had thought that he would be in charge of the Jiang Clan in the future, but never dared to imagine that he would, a few years later, with an iron-blooded wrist, sweep the world, and shock and kill the world’s clan masters, how domineering was that?
When Zhao Li and Song Xijun first met him, he was still a crook who had just transformed from the body of a mountain bandit into a wanderer.
Zhao Ling had even hunted him down!
And how had he ever thought about his step to the top?
Everyone already had complicated thoughts about him.
Later, they heard that he had disappeared, having appeared once at the border between Great Zhou and the Great Capital two years ago, and there were even legends that he might have died in the midst of these ten thousand great worlds!
Now that he had reappeared, he was already the Young Sect Master of the legendary Martial Immortal Great Sect Xuan Tian Sword Sect.
Young Sect Leader meant that in the future, he would most likely be in charge of a super sect, with the Martial Dao of Passing Immortality and the Martial Dao of Eternal Life!
How could this make them disrespectful? At this moment, they all bowed their heads, their faces complicated to the extreme.
“Supreme Emperor?”
Xin Zhuo poked out half of his body, playing with a jade trigger finger, and laughed: “I’m still the supreme emperor in Great Zhou?”
Cousin Jiang Yuqi gave birth to the emperor, if she was the one who tried, she would definitely leave, so is the little emperor still the same little emperor in the beginning or not?
Zhao Li boldly lifted his head and said in a Lang voice: “His Majesty is the father of the Son of Heaven, the court has already revised the history and set up a record, honoring His Majesty as the Supreme Emperor!”
Xin Zhuo looked towards the direction of An Du, for a while, sighed softly and said: “I will send people to search and kill the evil creatures and disciples of the evil sects in the Great Zhou territory, your sect has been extinguished, and you will go to the Hundred Grass Valley to wait for the order!”
“Here!”
The group of people bowed and saluted once again.
The flying winged carriage headed straight to the west.
It wasn’t until the carriage flew far away that the group of Zhao Ling, Zhao Li, the Three Crazy Taoists, and Song Xijun dared to raise their heads and silently looked at the direction Xin Zhuo had left.
Zhao Li sighed quietly: “People like him, wherever they go, they are radiant, when they were deceived by him back then, why did they ever think of today?”
“Think carefully, he is only twenty years old this year, when the world said he is unrivaled, really not false ……” Song Xijun also felt a lot of emotion.
“Amitabha Buddha!”
Withered Star Zen Master put his palms together, his eyes glowing, “He came with the respect of the Xuan Tian Sword Sect’s Young Sect Leader, and he is also the Great Zhou Supreme Emperor, sitting on the three empires of Great Zhou, Great Beijing, and Great Song, I’m afraid that the four directions are all set!”
……
“Reporting uncle, the sect disciples and the outer sect disciples have transmitted the news that there are a small number of evil things and the people of the two Heavenly Evil Sect infesting the territory of the three empires of the Great Zhou, the Great Beijing and the Great Song, and then the disciples of the Hundred Grass Valley who had come to support the Spirit Sword three sects had been intercepted by the evil sects ……”
Snowflakes flying, flying wings wind wolf carriage flying forward, Sun Wangcai shoulder squatting a few light demonic aura of snow eagle, open a few sheets of paper logging said.
Xin Zhuo looked at the snow and wind outside, casually picked up a roll of bamboo slips recording the names of the disciples and the forces of the outer sects and opened it, scanned through it, and asked, “Where are they, Bai Yan, Feng Qiao’er, Sun Changfeng, Jiang Xiaoyu, Jiang Yuwei, and Li Siwei?”
Sun Wangcai said, “Several master uncles have already sneaked into the Great Zhou Imperial Capital, An Du, and are waiting for master uncles to go there.”
“Order Bai Yan to control the Black Wind Valley, the Thirteen White Horse Brothers, and the Wind and Fire Hall to sweep away the disciples of the evil sects in the capital country; order Feng Qiao’er to lead the Seven Slaying Sword Sect, the Tiger’s Mouth Hall, Elder Sun’s gang, and some of the Hundred Herb Valley’s disciples to sweep away the territory of the Song country; and order Senior Sister Li Suliang to control the Safflower, Tianji, Divine Cryptic, and White Crane Hills sects to sweep away the territory of the Great Zhou. Remember to do it quietly, so you don’t have to follow me, go patrol the territory of the three countries, watch them do their work, and come back to see me in a month.”
When the safflower, Tian Ji, Shen Hidden now also but fell a third class sect, poor eighteen under nine sects still some distance. Xin Zhuo pointing at the car window slowly said, sitting in the three countries and what not, to be honest, he is not interested, he just want to walk around and look around, to break through the seven feelings and six desires, and then return to the clan in one fell swoop to enter the realm of the Spiritual Terrace.
Twenty to thirty years, he could not wait!
“Here!” Sun Wangcai was a little reluctant to leave, but in the end, he still flashed away.
Li Xiang’er on the side also squatted two snow eagles on her shoulder, hesitated for a moment and said, “Senior uncle, Jiang Yuwei, Jiang Xiaoyu and Sun Changfeng from An Du’s several senior uncles have just also passed on the news that the situation within the court of the Great Zhou, especially the imperial palace is not right, and they are afraid that there are disciples of the Evil Sect, and they are requesting for instructions on whether or not to make a pre-emptive strike?”
Xin Zhuo was silent, looking at a river below, the Great Green River, when he entered the capital with Sheng Lingge and Cicada Yi, he was assassinated by Win Jianying, and it was this river that he took when the Golden Cicada escaped from his shell.
“Senior Uncle?” Li Xiang’er shouted in a small voice.
Xin Zhuo came back to his senses, flashed to the outside of the carriage, stretched out his hand to touch the cold snowflakes, and laughed: “You drive my carriage one step ahead of me to rush to An Du, tell them not to act rashly, and stay honestly and wait for me.”
“Here!”
Li Xiang’er was equally eager to speak and reluctant to leave, and finally gritted her teeth and drove far away.
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The more the snow falls, soon heaven and earth a thick makeup, the eye silver white snow bright, as if the world of snow.
Snow day, the temperature is not low, the official road did not freeze, from time to time there are cars and horses pedestrians pass by, are all in a hurry, look anxious, the ground will be stepped on a piece of mud.
Ahead of a military post, a few soldiers head of the angry whip passers-by: “Damn, head tax, dawdling what?”
“But we just paid it ……”
Someone was just about to argue, when they were greeted with a flurry of beatings.
One of the soldiers cursed angrily: “Thirty miles for a couple of silvers, the imperial court explicitly decreed, don’t nag!”
Xin Zhuo changed into ordinary clothes and stood on the side of the road with Xiao Huang, silently looking at the meeting, tolls? Which person in the court thought of this?
“Can’t live, this court …… alas!”
A few passers-by stopped alongside, and an old man shook his head and said, “When the late emperor was on the throne and the emperor was in power, there were no such rules. Traitorous ministers in power, the demon queen chaotic government, the people do not want to live, this world has changed, why there is no Wu Xianjia down to earth ……”
“You lower your voice, don’t want to die.” Someone on the side reminded.
The old man obediently shut up, just a long sigh.
Just at this moment, the several GIs who were drinking and cursing the passersby in front of them suddenly flew up in the air and were hung on the branches of a tree, a few wow’s screaming in a state of panic.
The old man and a group of passers-by were stunned for a moment, and someone said in shock: “Flying? There really is a Martial Immortal passing by, quickly go!”
The crowd rushed past the military post.
Of course, it was Xin Zhuo who did it, and at this moment, he had already arrived at a cruise ship on the Daqing River.
The boat is not big, the upper and lower three floors, the cabin sailors drive the boat, the first floor of the civilian cabin, the second floor of the aristocrats and merchants rich people’s elegant room.
Only at this time there were no paupers on the boat at all, only a good looking gentleman with two maids standing on the second floor, watching the big river through the railing, chanting under his breath: “A burst of snow drifted from the sky, one piece, two pieces, three or four pieces ……”
The poetic talent was on par with Han Jiulang!
Xin Zhuo couldn’t help but look up.
That gongzi was coincidentally lowering his head and asked, “How is it?”
Xin Zhuo lightly laughed: “Good poem!”
The eunuch’s eyes lit up, clapping his hands fiercely: “Finally met a literate, that’s right, in my poetry Yan Guan Bafang, you stand still, I’ll come down!”
(End of chapter)