The weakest peak master? All my disciples are immortal kings and empresses.

Thinking of this, Long Zhenrong looked at Su Changqing with respect from the heart, and every move was full of respect, fearing that he would neglect Su Changqing in any way.

Su Changqing was helpless to see Long Zhenrong so reserved.

He didn't have the ability to read minds. If he knew what Long Zhenrong was thinking, he would definitely refute it.

I am a serious young man, not those old monsters who have rejuvenated, such as the Red Flame Demon God who has lived for thousands of years and turned into a thirteen or fourteen-year-old.

"Father, Uncle Thirteen came back with me this time to help us quell the turmoil in the Tianyuan Dynasty. What is the situation now? Please tell me in detail."

Long Xiaoyun asked Long Zhenrong.

"Hey! This matter still needs a long talk!"

After a long sigh, Long Zhenrong told everyone about the affairs of the Tianyuan Dynasty.

The Tianyuan Dynasty was originally a secular dynasty with peace and prosperity.

The previous emperor, Long Zhenrong's elder brother Long Zhenyu, unfortunately died suddenly in the palace, but he did not leave a will to pass on the throne, and the throne became vacant.

Since then, the six princes in the palace have taken advantage of the situation, and they all want to fight for the throne when the royal family begins to turmoil, and they use all means to make the entire dynasty a mess.

If it were just that, it would still be within the controllable range.

However, these princes have been so crazy for the throne that they have gone crazy. Although it is a secular dynasty, they have called many practitioners to help, and directly turned a struggle for imperial power into a situation where gods fight and mortals suffer.

The people in the imperial capital were afraid of being implicated, so they fled out of the city one after another, and this imperial capital, which should have been bustling and prosperous, became an empty city.

What's hateful is that several princes are not up to the task of inheriting the throne.

This also caused a situation where King Jing and other important officials of the dynasty would rather not get involved in this struggle than support any prince.

If he hadn't been worried about the safety of the people, he wouldn't have asked Long Xiaoyun to ask the Xuantian Dao Sect for help.

"Father, did you know about the assassination of my third brother yesterday?"

After hearing what Long Zhenrong said, Long Xiaoyun thought of what the two practitioners had just said after the fight in the imperial city, and immediately asked Long Zhenrong to verify the matter.

"Don't mention it, this matter has shocked the court and the country, and now all of us court officials are in a panic."

Long Zhenrong waved his hand and said sadly.

"Is this actually true?!"

Although Long Xiaoyun had heard what Wang Cong said, the last bit of emotion in his heart still made him unwilling to believe that this kind of thing was true.

But now after verifying it from his father's mouth, his only remaining emotion has disappeared, and he slumped in the chair with a hollow look in his eyes.

"I never thought that Xiaozhan would do such a treasonous thing, asking a cultivator to assassinate his own brother. How serious is that!"

Long Zhenrong said bitterly.

He learned the news as soon as it happened last night, and he jumped up from the bed in shock, just like Long Xiaoyun couldn't believe it.

He couldn't sleep all night.

After getting the certification today, he realized that this group of nephews had reached such a point. As an uncle, he just felt sad and bitter.

"Then Long Xiaoshuo came just now to let his father publicly express his support for him to inherit the throne, right?"

Long Xiaoyun continued to ask.

"Did you all hear it?"

Long Zhenrong was slightly stunned before he realized that they were cultivators and their hearing must be different from that of ordinary people. He waved his hand and said helplessly: "It is just to make me, the uncle, publicly express my support for him to inherit the throne."

"But we all know his ability and character. If he really becomes the emperor, the fortune of the Tianyuan Dynasty will not go far."

"So father still rejected him."

Long Xiaoyun nodded and said: "Father was right to reject him."

He had a lot of contact with those royal brothers and sisters, and he must know some things about them. Long Xiaoshuo is a man with deep thoughts, but his ability is just so-so. If he really becomes the emperor, he may turn the court into an ambitious battlefield.

"Does King Jing have a favorite candidate to inherit the throne?"

Su Changqing put down the teacup at this time and asked Long Zhenrong lightly.

Long Zhenrong turned around, looked at Su Changqing respectfully and said, "Master, in my opinion, none of my nephews have the ability to inherit the throne."

"Not to mention their character. For the throne, they did not hesitate to ask for help from practitioners, and even let them assassinate their own brothers."

"I am worried about leaving the country of Tianyuan in the hands of people like them, and I am even more worried about my deceased brother."

Su Changqing nodded and agreed with his opinion.

The fate of a country is in the hands of the emperorControl cannot be handed over to one person at will, otherwise it will bring endless disasters to the people of a country.

"But after all, a country cannot be without a king for a day, and a family cannot be without a master for a day. If you want to quell this chaos, you must choose the best candidate for the emperor from the royal heirs."

"Doesn't King Jing have a recognized person?"

Su Changqing still saw a bit of hope in his eyes, indicating that Long Zhenrong must have a favorite candidate, but for some reason he didn't want to elaborate.

"Master, to be honest, I do have a candidate. In my eyes, her character and ability are both good. I can only feel at ease if she becomes the new emperor."

Long Zhenrong finally said it under Su Changqing's questioning.

As soon as this was said, Long Xiaoyun also cast a curious look. In fact, as a member of the royal family, he also has a person who can inherit the throne, but he doesn't know if his father is thinking of the same person as himself.

"The person I have identified is my brother's youngest daughter, the ninth princess of the Tianyuan Dynasty, Long Ao'er."

Long Zhenrong told Su Changqing the person he recognized very seriously.

After hearing this, Long Xiaoyun was shocked. His father and he recognized the same person, which was his youngest cousin, Long Ao'er.

"Princess?"

Su Changqing murmured in a low voice.

It turned out that Long Zhenrong was unwilling to say it just now because of this reason.

"Master, don't underestimate my niece, even though she is a girl. She is very smart and has shown extraordinary imperial talent and wisdom since she was young."

"She is well-versed in classics, history, and military tactics, and has a deep understanding and unique insights into national affairs. Even when my brother was hesitant about national policy, she was the one who gave advice and helped the country solve the problem."

"What's most important is that she has a kind heart, can sympathize with the people, care about their sufferings, often visit incognito, explore the sufferings of the people, and personally solve problems for the people, which makes the people full of trust and love for her."