The first cause of all realms

Chapter 426 The judge's supernatural powers, Shan Hu thousand years old!

In the autumn of the 12th year of Qianyuan, July [-]th.

It is beneficial to marry, to break ground, to pray for blessings and housewarming, and to avoid climbing high, getting out of fire, and going out.

Cloudless and crisp autumn.

when!
when!
when!
The melodious bells echoed inside and outside Dao City.

In the palace, there was a lot of voices, and all the servants were busy, setting up lanterns and festoons everywhere.

All the vassal king succession ceremonies have been prepared in advance, and it is rare for this person to give a short notice. Rao, the stewards of the mansion have sent a large number of yamen servants to help, and they are also very busy.

And these, Zhang Lingfeng naturally didn't care.

Before dawn, he had already stood up in the service of a group of maids, wearing a crown and fine clothes.

The Ming Dynasty followed the ancient system. The emperor used a large fur crown to match the twelve-pronged crown, and the king used nine chapters to match the nine-pronged crown, which was extremely honorable.

"Longyuan King..."

In the huge bronze mirror as tall as a person, under the shaking crown, Zhang Lingfeng had an unspeakable smile on his face.

"My king is a thousand years old."

He shook his sleeve robe lightly, and walked out of the room under the kneeling escort of a group of maids.

Outside the door, Yu Jing in a blue shirt waited with his hands down.

"Good day, sir, why doesn't he smile?"

Zhang Lingfeng smiled.

Yu Jing remained expressionless:

"I was thinking, Lin Qitian retreated but did not die, Yu Fangzhou, Nanshan Ba ​​and other old kings have not yet subdued, why are you so eager to take over the throne."

Lin Qitian's defeat at Longyuan River was beyond the expectations of many people, even though he was watching the whole battle and ready to help at any time, he did not expect this result.

With the power of the Meteor Arrow, even he would not dare to swipe at its front, but...

"Lin Qitian even hit my nine Taoism skills, and if he doesn't die, it's not a threat. Yu, Nanshan and his ilk are just scabies. Why should Mr. Yu care?"

Zhang Lingfeng smiled lightly, before getting on the prepared bamboo chariot, he turned around and walked towards the backyard.

It seemed that there was nothing more important than his succession to the throne.

Yu Jing frowned and followed.

The Longyuan Prince's Mansion occupies a very small area, and many of them are intricate. After Zhang Lingfeng made seven turns and eight turns, he came to a remote and quiet place.

"Old prince..."

At this point, Yu Jing smelled an unusual breath, and his heart moved slightly.

He is not very familiar with Old King Longyuan.

All I know is that more than 20 years ago, he led an army to conquer the martial arts sect in the territory, causing public outrage, and was severely injured by an ambush.

After more than 20 years, he was in a coma, and he was rarely awake.

"Old man, I'm here to see you."

Pushing the door open, the luxurious crown looks dazzling in the dim room.

Yu Jing glanced over and was taken aback.

On the bed was a skinny old man who had long since lost his original appearance, but what surprised him was not his weakness.

But...

"Pointing to the ground into steel!"

Yu Jing's eyes narrowed slightly, and he recognized the injury suffered by Old King Longyuan.

"More than 20 years ago, the old man led an army to conquer the sect in the territory, and he was hit by a huge counterattack somewhere. The Red Blood Daoist hid in it, violently launched an attack, and severely injured him..."

Zhang Lingfeng's expression was subtle, half crying and half smiling.

He still remembers that day very clearly, the old man was seriously injured, and before he could be sent back to the palace, he almost fell into a coma.

And the last order he gave before he fell into a coma was to kill himself.

"Fifth on the list of mountains and rivers, a Taoist with red blood?"

Yu Jing breathed out lightly.

Of course, the Shanhe list is not as famous as the 'Divine Skills List', 'Taoist List', and 'Wonderful Insects List' circulated in the Hanging Mountains, but there are also some masters among them.

The top five in the list are all the most famous masters in the martial arts world.

Martial arts practiced to the level of a great master, the gap between them is actually not that big, what distinguishes the superior from the inferior does not lie in physique or blood.

And in the real world, martial arts, different arts, Taoism, and supernatural powers.

Those great masters on the Shanhe list are all the best in the century-old martial arts, and they all have tenth-level magical skills and supernatural powers.

Taoist Chixue is one of them. He forges iron with one hand and stands alone in the martial arts world. With his supernatural power of "pointing the ground into steel", there are few opponents in the world.

"It's no wonder that the Red Blood Taoist disappeared. He hasn't been in the rivers and lakes for more than 20 years, so he committed such a big crime..."

Yu Jing was stunned.

Zhang Lingfeng said something casually, and his eyes fell on the bed:

"From the world-famous Qinglong master who traveled the world on a horse, to such a situation where life is worse than death, you have worked hard..."

He muttered to himself, his expression was cloudy and uncertain, he seemed to be crying and smiling, and he could sense his violent mood swings without any induction.

call!
Suddenly, Yu Jing made a move and blocked Zhang Lingfeng's pressing palm, the whole small courtyard was shaken, and smoke and dust rose everywhere.

"It's inauspicious to kill your father!"

Yu Jing's face sank like water.

What he has learned is different from traditional Confucianism, and he does not have the heart of pure filial piety to the monarch, but he definitely cannot tolerate having a son who kills his father in front of his eyes.

"I want to kill him, why wait until now?"

Zhang Lingfeng laughed.

Throwing away Yu Jing's palm, he landed flatly, and clasped the old man's shriveled face:

"He will die sooner or later, but it certainly won't be today. How can I lose his testimony on my road to becoming a king?!"

boom!
It seemed to be thunder on the ground.

Yu Jing's pupils shrank, and in an instant, he smelled an extremely strong alien energy, which seemed to be a Taoist technique but not a Taoist technique.

This is supernatural powers? !

……

The mighty Longyuan River flows from west to east, through the six northern roads of Daming, nourishing fertile fields and endless people's livelihood.

Longyuan City is located in the southeast of the Great River. The city has four gates, connecting both water and land.

Eighteen miles to the west of Daocheng, there is a white jade-based, ten-zhang-high altar for offering sacrifices to the sky. This is the place where the Longyuan kings of all dynasties worshiped the sky.

It is also the place where successive King Longyuan succeeded to the throne.

when!
when!
As the huge bell echoed, thousands of Longyuan Guards dressed in armor came out of the city surrounded by a luxurious chariot.

Ten times, dozens of times more people followed closely behind, coming in mighty force.

The succession of King Longyuan is a big event for anyone living in this land, and the leaders of many country gentry and sect gangs in the city will come here.

Families from various state capitals and martial arts sects who were invited came here without stopping.

A large number of fireworks bloomed in the sky, the light was bright, and the sound of gongs and drums was endless, but it still couldn't suppress the sound of "Shan Hu Qian Sui" all over the mountains and plains.

"Kingdom!"

On the luxurious chariot, Zhang Lingfeng was sitting upright, surrounded by the sound of thousands of people cheering like a tsunami, and as far as he could see, no one was standing in front of him.

The royal power is right here.

Even Zhang Lingfeng, who is a deep-minded person, feels a little fuzzy for a while, like drinking fine wine.

This kind of taste is better than countless in the world.

"It's no wonder that throughout the ages, everyone yearns for power. If the king's power is like this, what kind of scenery should the throne on the top of the world be like?"

Zhang Lingfeng thought leisurely.

Having power in hand is no less than the pleasure of adding great power to one's body. The latter can destroy cities and pull out strongholds, and beheading is like mowing grass. Everyone is afraid.

And the former is even better, just a single thought is enough to make the earth unleash swordsmen, thousands of heads fall to the ground, bleeding and drifting away!

"Old man, I am sorry for you..."

On the chariot that was only one step behind, the old woman with a haggard look was helping the weak Old King Longyuan, her eyes were full of sadness.

"These years, I have suffered for you."

The weak and hoarse voice spit out, as if exhausted.

With the support of Yu Fengxian, the old king Longyuan sat up reluctantly just now, looked at the second son wearing the king's robe, and sighed:
"After all, you have come to this road of no return..."

"Do you regret not strangling me in my infancy? It's too late!"

Zhang Lingfeng twitched the corners of his mouth, and there was a ferocious smile in his smile:

"I will let you see with your own eyes that this land is full of swords and soldiers, and everything you regard as your life will be destroyed by me one by one!"

"Evil son!"

The old prince's eyes flashed with blood, but he was too weak, and the severe trauma and lethargy that lasted for more than 20 years consumed all his energy.

Falling back into the chariot with a flick of Zhang Lingfeng's finger.

"Zhang Lingfeng!"

Yu Fengxian struggled to protect her grandfather, gritted her teeth and glared.

If possible, she wished to cull her and die with him, but her blood and true energy were blocked, and she felt severe pain even if she moved.

"Angry, angry?"

Zhang Lingfeng looked up and laughed, very happy: "I only moved his finger, but you, you have imprisoned me for nearly 20 years, and made me lose my children and grandchildren!"

After speaking, his eyes became fierce:
"It's you, I'm sorry!"

His mood fluctuated violently, and the terrifying energy spread, causing thousands of dragon horses in front and behind the convoy to become restless.

Not far away, the eyes of Yu Jing couldn't help but sink.

"I've been sorry to too many people in my life, but you are the only one who is not included."

With a hoarse voice, the old prince resisted the severe pain and sat up, straightened his back, his dim old eyes could not even see clearly.

But his will, like a substantial flame, came out through his body:

"If you weren't my son, you would have died when you were eight years old! Old brothers, I am the one who feels sorry for you..."

The hearts of Yu Fengxian and the old woman were like a knife, especially the latter, who was tearful and choked with sobs.

"Then I really want to thank you."

Zhang Lingfeng's eyes became fierce and terrifying:
"I killed more than a dozen lowly servants, and you hate me for not dying, but you have killed more than a thousand people in your life? You shouldn't die?!"

"servant?!"

Disappointment flashed in the eyes of the old prince, and his breath became weak:
"Those are old brothers who have fought with me for many years and guarded the frontier. They are the uncle who took care of you since childhood..."

He coughed violently, extremely angry:
"Xue Dilong's order is correct, you are a born animal, a ghost without humanity!"

quiet!
Amidst the reprimand, Zhang Lingfeng slowly closed his eyes, then opened them again, and he was already in front of the sacrificial platform.

"You don't have to think about angering me. Letting you spend your whole life in pain and regret is more in my mind than killing you with a knife."

The chariot landed on the ground, Zhang Lingfeng got up slowly, straightened his robes, straightened his crown, and walked towards the altar with the support of a special person.

"My king is a thousand years old, a thousand years old, a thousand years old!"

Amidst the roar of mountains and tsunami-like sound waves, all men, women, old and weak, sick and disabled warriors inside and outside the worship platform knelt down.

"You want to live a thousand years old?!"

Suddenly, a voice came with wind and thunder, like a cold current blowing across the mountains and freezing everything:
"I'm afraid it won't work!"

　Continue to code words, [-] characters are stable, wait for the completion of this volume, it is really difficult to finish.

　
(End of this chapter)