The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 77: The same character of scenery, the same sword

The formation in the imperial palace immediately gave rise to induction, countless lines shining down with stars, like a virtual palace, pressing against Xin Haichen.

Xin Haichen is the most important figure in the imperial military. Of course, he knows how powerful this formation is. With a muffled sound, the soft armor hidden in his clothes suddenly expands and becomes a huge puppet, blocking the virtual one. palace.

Only heard countless dense sounds, the puppet collapsed instantly, but it bought some time for Xin Haichen.

The sword intent that he left his arm was about to cut Jing Yao into two pieces.

Hu Guifei stood in the side hall, looking at the picture over there, her face pale, and she wanted to show her tail despite all that, but she was stopped by a hand.

Only a soft rub was heard.

The sword that Xin Haichen had accumulated for a long time finally fell, but it did not fall on Jing Yao's body, but fell on a piece of white clothing.

The white coat was cut with a shallow hole by this knife.

Jing Jiu didn't know when he came to the field.

He stretched out his hand to strangle Xin Haichen's throat and lifted it into the air.

Xin Haichen let out a depressed and angry howl, his breath was loud, his hands were like a fan, and he was about to smash the opponent's head-he has been tempered in the northern borders of the snow country for many years, with an unimaginable strong body, and How can a mountain-like power be allowed to be lifted up like a chicken!

Jing Jiu did not evade, letting the opponent's hand drop.

Just listened to a loud boom, echoing in the hall.

Xin Haichen's hand fell on Jing Jiu's face, leaving no trace.

A spark burst out between Jing Jiu's right hand and this person's neck.

A click.

Xin Haichen's hands fell weakly.

Immediately afterwards, his head fell off, jumped twice on the ground, and then rolled out a long way.

Jing Jiu retracted his right hand, caught the falling hair rope in the air, tied his black hair back to his back, walked among the officials, and came to the outside of the hall.

The first morning light appeared in Dongfang, and it fell on his face clearly.

Countless suppressed exclamations sounded.

The ministers have all guessed his identity, and many people have already bowed down, or called the master of the head, or the real person of Jingyang.

There are still many people who did not move, standing still, looking at him with vigilant or horrified eyes.

Bai Zhenren's voice floated from Yingtian Gate more than ten miles away.

"According to the rules of the Meihui, the Qingshan Sect is not allowed to interfere in the affairs of the royal family, even if you are a real Jingyang, let alone you may be just a sword demon."

The ministers are right, even if Jing Jiu is the head of Qingshan or even Jingyang, how can he interfere with the inheritance of the throne?

Of course, according to the laws and regulations of the world, the Zhongzhou faction has no reason to interfere, but the practice world and Chaotian Continent finally implement the rules of the Meihui.

Jing Jiu ignored Zhenren Bai and these ministers, and said directly: "Read the will."

The voice fell, Lu Guogong walked out of the minister, looking a lot more haggard and older than usual.

Seeing that it was him, the ministers were a little surprised, and they felt that it was reasonable that the most trusted courtier of His Majesty the Emperor was him, and it was natural that the edict was in his hands.

Gong Lu took out his will and began to read it out, a slightly hoarse voice echoing in the quiet palace.

The content of the first half of the edict is normal.

As expected by the world, His Majesty the Emperor is located in Prince Jingyao, and Lu Guogong and Cen Zai are both ministers of Gu Ming.

Gu Qing was entrusted with an important task in the edict, and finally became a real emperor, which is also expected.

But when the edict was read out to the end, people knew that the most important thing was here.

Jingyang Real People Supervise the Kingdom!

What is even more shocking is that the edict of His Majesty does not write Jingyang real person, but... the emperor's uncle Jingyang!

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Countless shocked eyes fell on Jing Jiu.

If he is real Jingyang, then he is actually the uncle of His Majesty the Emperor?

How could the real Jingyang and the royal family have such a close relationship? Why hasn't Chaotian Continent known for hundreds of years?

Yes, everyone knows that it is a jing character.

Scenery scene, scene scene scene, shadow scene scene, Jinghuang scene, Jingyang scene.

However...There are so many people surnamed Jing in the world, why is it just the character for Jing?

The hall was quiet, and no one spoke.

People looked at the white-clothed man in front of the temple in shock. Only then did they faintly understand why the Emperor God has been so close to the Qingshan Sect in these years. Some ministers even thought more long-term. At the May Fair 600 years ago, the Qingshan Sect completely gave up its influence in Chaoge City in order to win the support of the Zhongzhou faction. Is it also related to this?

Jingyang was originally the elder of the royal family, so how can the Zhongzhou faction fundamentally control the court?

Jing Yao stood not far from the throne, listening to his father’s will, he woke up after a long while, subconsciously glanced at the side hall, and saw his mother nodded, suddenly more sober, yes He bowed to Jing Jiu: "Grandson pays homage to the emperor's uncle!"

Jing Jiu didn't look back, and said, "Sit where you belong."

The position of His Majesty the Emperor is naturally the throne.

Jing Yao took a deep breath, held the saber around his waist, and walked towards the throne, his face no longer pale, and his expression more determined.

For many years, there are still many ministers and generals in the imperial court who support Zhongzhou faction and Jingxin. Even at this time, the voice of Lu Guogong reading the will still seems to be lingering on the beams, many people still stand up and prepare Stop it all.

There are even two generals and several guards who are preparing to follow the example of Commander Xin Haichen, even if they risk being suppressed by the imperial city, they will kill Jing Yao here.

Prime Minister Cen and the courtiers who were going to execute the emperor's will were so angry that they wanted to take action.

Jing Jiu stood in front of the temple, looking at Yingtianmen in the distance, without moving.

Chopped.

Jing Yao's right hand on the hilt of the sword was bounced away, and the sword burst out of its sheath!

A cold sword light illuminates the dim palace!

With a slight but terrifying cutting sound, the sword light travels through the temple at an unimaginable speed, and it is impossible to be seen by the naked eye, only arcs after arcs can be seen!

Chachacha, the generals and guards stopped in place, and then there were spiderweb-like traces on their bodies, and finally they turned into blood clots all over the floor!

The cold sword light suddenly disappeared.

Just another choke.

The sword has returned to the scabbard on Jing Yao's waist.

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Only an instant, those generals and guards who were ill-intentioned and surprisingly powerful became flesh on the ground.

Looking at the blood that was gradually soaking, some ministers retreated in horror, some were thoughtful, and more people looked directly at Jing Jiu.

Everyone knows that the sword came from the scabbard on the waist of Prince Jing Yao, but he was the one who made the sword!

What kind of sword is that? It is so terrifying, killing people invisible, and it has no killing intent, indifferently as if it were inhuman.

Moreover, even if the sword rank is higher, what kind of realm does the swordsman need to instantly kill so many powerful men?

The entire world of practice and even the upper class of Chaotian Continent know that Jing Jiu is the youngest expert in the sea-breaking realm in the history of practice. The question is, is there such a powerful sea-breaking first stage?

Even if you are really Jingyang Reality...when Reality Jingyang broke the first stage of the sea, you couldn't be so powerful!

"This is Nan Xi's Chuzi Sword?" Bai Zhenren's voice floated from Yingtianmen, more than ten miles away.

Jing Jiu corrected: "This is my first sword."

Countless years ago, when the real Dao Yuan was dying, he used the Qingshan sword formation to slash Nan Hui's Dao tree, grabbed the first sword, and handed it to his favorite disciple, Sun Jingyang.

Since then Chuzijian has been in Jingyang's hands.

More than six hundred years ago, he used this sword when he and Taiping, Liu Ci, Yuan Qijing, corpse dog, and demon chicken slaughtered the Quartet in the green mountains.

When he and Taiping went to destroy the Xuanyin ancestral altar, they still used this sword.

Until more than three hundred years ago, the predecessor, the Emperor of God, fictitiously died and entered the Guocheng Temple as a monk. The Emperor of God reluctantly succeeded. In order to appease his nephew, he gave him the Sword of Chu Zi as a monk. As a gift.

Three hundred years later, the emperor lent the Chuzi sword to Zhao Layue, killed Luo Huainan, and was buried under a tree by Liu Shisui, which indirectly led to the death of Xi Wangsun and the destruction of Yuntai.

Subsequently, Chu Zijian was transferred to the Xihai Sword Sect during the winter, which led to the destruction of the Xihai Sword Sect.

In the end, the sword returned to Qingshan and returned to Jing Jiu's hands.

In the past few years, the emperor Li Jingyao was crowned prince. He took Chu Zijian as a gift and sent it to the palace again.

The experience of Chu Zijian is extremely bizarre. I don't know how many Dao hands have been turned over the past millennia, and those who have owned him and sects have no good end in the end, looking rather ominous.

Jing Jiu doesn't think so, because those unlucky ones are his enemies, and just like what he said to Zhenren Bai.

This was originally his sword.

Even the sword he has used the longest.

So today in the battle for the throne in Chaoge City, his first sword was the Chuzi Sword.

The sword will see blood.

See you too.

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Jing Yao walked to the throne, at this time no one could stop him from sitting down.

He didn't sit down, but looked at Jing Jiu at the gate of the temple.

Jing Jiu walked two steps outside the hall, and sat down on the steps, with his right hand resting on his knee, his posture was very casual, as if he was fishing by the water.

A few days ago, he sat here with his nephew of the Emperor God, and talked about it, using this posture.

Jing Yao looked at the scene with slightly wet eyes, sniffed and sat on the throne.

It's such a simple sitting, his whole breath suddenly became different from before, not more sacred and more majestic, but calmer and firmer.

Led by Lu Guogong, many ministers and generals knelt to the ground. Long live the mountain.

Other ministers stood silently, without moving or speaking.

The voice of Shanhu Long live outside the temple, alarming the early birds~IndoMTL.com~ The wings broke open in the morning breeze, making a simple sound, gradually flying higher.

The square in front of the main hall was originally extremely wide. After the imperial city formation was opened, it felt a sense of infinity. The line of sight could not see the edge, as if it was dozens of miles wide.

There was no one in such a wide square, only a small sedan chair with blue curtains stood alone there.

The morning clouds outside the imperial city gradually thickened, the morning glow gradually appeared, and more than a dozen cloud boats became clearer and more sacred.

Yimaozhai’s sorrowful boat is a little farther away.

The city of Chaoge is quiet.

In the sky outside the city, I don't know how many spiritual sects and strong men are coming.

Jing Jiu sat on the stone steps, watching all this quietly.

Then, the real person has arrived.

This time, he didn't get up to meet him.

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