Purple Charm didn't seem to believe Yuanwei, she caught Yuanwei and flew to the top of the Night Cry Mountain to spy around, but found that the entire Night Cry Mountain was stable and peaceful, where was the shadow of a strange immortal cultivator!

"You really broke through to the Gathering Spirit Realm for six weeks? Okay, you go and prepare, and tomorrow your senior sister Wu Caiyin will take you to the Sanglong Empire. After Zi Mei finished speaking, she threw it away, and Yuan Wei rolled into Gu Sui'er's cave with a grunt.

Sitting on the ground in a daze, Yuan Wei was a little annoyed, "Just when she is not paying attention, I can completely smash a stick behind her, with the hardness of my snake staff, I must have smashed a bag for her, what a good opportunity, it's a pity..."

Early the next morning, Wu Caiyin took Qing Mo to find Yuanwei.

"Little junior brother, are you ready, it's time for us to go to Sanglong City!"

"Okay, okay, Senior Sister Caiyin. Oh, and Senior Sister Qingmo, is Senior Sister Qingmo carrying me this time?" Yuanwei said politely, but he scolded Qingmo a hundred times in his heart. This Qing Mo doesn't take himself seriously at all, and often disappears without a trace, and Yuan Wei can't call her if he wants to step out of the cave and shout out his throat.

"Don't call me Senior Sister. You are the sect master's apprentice, and my master is also the sect master's apprentice. That's why I have to call you uncle. If you scream like this, if the sect master hears it, you will definitely punish me..."Qing Mo was very obedient and well-behaved, and he completely changed into a different appearance.

"Ah, I see. That's hard work for you, big niece. Motoo said and jumped on Qing Mo's back.

Qing Mo was caught off guard, and his whole body was pressed and sank a few feet, "Oh, I said Uncle Xiao, why are you so much heavier?"

"It's heavy? No, I haven't eaten much since I've been busy cultivating lately. Perhaps, it's because I broke through?" Motowei had already guessed that his weight would increase because of the growth of scale wings, but he couldn't say it, so he had to push it to the breakthrough realm.

Qing Mo was speechless, and she flapped her wings hard to return to the same height as Wu Caiyin.

In addition to Wu Caiyin, Qing Mo and Yuan Wei, Purple Charm also sent a few male disciples from the Forging Vein Realm. And in this line of people, Yuan Wei is designated as the leader, and he does everything that comes out, and Wu Caiyin of the Bone Refining Realm is more like a hidden backer.

Yeti Mountain is ten days away from the Sanglong Imperial City, and the group talked and laughed all the way until noon on the thirteenth day before arriving at the destination, and this day is the day when Gu Hengdao ascended the throne.

Sanglong Imperial City.

The entire imperial city has long been dressed up, and even the guards of the city towers and the soldiers patrolling the streets are wearing brand new armor. And the merchants who opened the shops and the people who wandered around were all full of happy smiles, and they looked very much looking forward to the occurrence of this grand event of enthronement.

"After the change of dynasty, I thought that the people would miss the old lord and be depressed!" Motoo sighed.

"What is there to be depressed about, it is said that Gu Hengdao is more wise, more loving the people like a son, how can the people live and work in peace and contentment, how can they miss the old master!" Wu Caiyin said with a smile.

The Feather Clan Immortal Cultivators are indeed an anomaly, they can still show two wings on their backs when they transform into human form, and those wings grow on them, and there is an extremely harmonious beauty.

Except for Yuanwei, Wu Caiyin and the others all flapped their huge wings, and Qing Mo even showed the body of the goshawk. When they came to the sky above the imperial city, the wind and waves driven by their wings had already alarmed the entire imperial city.

Mortals regard immortal cultivators as immortals, and immortals are supreme in their eyes. For a moment, the mortals in the city were prostrate on the ground and chanting loudly, while the soldiers and generals flapped their weapons and shouted in unison. The cultivators of the Night Cry Sect suddenly fluttered lightly, and even the lowest cultivation was full of spring breeze, and they did not look cautious and reserved when they were in the sect at all.

Wu Caiyin was familiar with the way and led everyone to land in front of the Imperial City Hall, where there were already imperial civil and military officials waiting in line.

"Welcome to the arrival of the night crying immortals! Lord Gu, let us wait for all the immortals here, and when the immortals come, this enthronement ceremony will begin immediately!" a fat-headed and big-eared civil official came over to greet him.

"Why didn't Gu Hengdao come over?" Motoo suddenly asked.

The civil official's face was stunned, "Lord Gu is really too busy, so let a few of us come over to entertain the immortals for him." That being said, the civil official couldn't help but feel uneasy. He was a former courtier, and he remembered that when the Ning clan was in power, every time an immortal came to visit, the emperor personally came to greet him. However, when he arrived at Gu Hengdao, he did not come in person. He once euphemistically raised the question in his heart, who knew that Gu Hengdao glanced at him, and his eyes were like a knife that made him tremble, so he didn't dare to ask again.

Yuan Wei naturally knew these exquisiteness, and Gu Hengdao's failure to come could only explain one problem, that is, the immortal cultivators of the Night Cry Sect were not particularly important in his mind! Why did this happen? Yuan Wei suddenly thought of Jiang Zhenkui of the Qishan Empire.

Jiang Zhenkui was once the imperial uncle of the Qishan Dynasty, and he not only usurped power but also killed Yuanwei's senior brother Jiang Li's family. Yuanwei once had a relationship with Jiang Zhenkui, after becoming the emperor, Jiang Zhenkui was not only an immortal cultivator, but also had a very high realm, and his concubine Concubine Min had the cultivation of the bone refining realm!

How similar are these two experiences! Is this Gu Hengdao of the Sanglong Empire also like Jiang Zhenkui?

Wu Caiyin and the others collected their wings and followed behind Yuanwei, and were surrounded by civil and military officials and entered the main hall.

The main hall is resplendent with gold, and a person sits on a high dragon chair. The man was extremely strong, his face trembling, and his hair was as vigorous as the thorns on a hedgehog's body. You don't have to guess to know that it is Gu Hengdao.

Seeing Yuanwei and the others coming in, Gu Hengdao's buttocks didn't move, but just waved his hand and ordered, "The Night Cry Immortals have arrived, go and prepare chairs!"

Gu Hengdao's gaze swept over everyone one by one, and in the end, he didn't find the shadow of the purple ghost, and there seemed to be some disappointment in his expression.

For Gu Hengdao's indifference, Yuan Wei was puzzled. Because mortals' admiration for immortal cultivators is innate, no mortal would be so indifferent to the immortal cultivators around him.

Then there is only one reason for this result, and that is that Gu Hengdao is also an immortal cultivator!

However, Yuan Wei couldn't feel the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power on him. Perhaps, he also cultivated some kind of hidden spiritual power like himself?

Yuanwei stepped forward, "The Yuanwei of the Night Cry Sect congratulates Brother Gu on his accession to the throne! This is a congratulatory gift from the sect to Brother Gu, Brother Wanggu smiles!"

On the side, the little disciple of the Forging Pulse Realm held the gift box and gave it away, and the gift box contained the elixir selected by the purple charm, which was very valuable.

"The little brother is Yuanwei, the old man has heard your name for a long time, and when I saw it today, I really looked like a talent!" Gu Hengdao grinned, as if he admired Yuanwei very much.

"Have you heard of my name?" Although Motoo was puzzled, he only regarded him as a polite word, and a few modest words were forgotten.

The arrival of the Night Cry Sect's immortal cultivators caused a sensation in the imperial city, and Gu Hengdao's purpose was achieved.

Seeing that the auspicious time had arrived, the officials of the Ministry of Rites walked out of the ranks of hundreds of officials and asked loudly that the country could not be without a king for a day, and the people of the world were willing to invite Gu Hengdao to ascend the throne as the new emperor.

Gu Hengdao didn't say anything.

When the official saw that it had no effect, he wept bitterly and prostrate on the ground, begging Gu Hengdao to think about the people of the world. The civil and military officials on both sides knelt down one after another, chanting in unison to ask Gu Hengdao to ascend the throne.

Gu Hengdao finally nodded, and the civil and military officials were surprised, especially the officials of the Ministry of Rites, who ran out with a loud shout of joy, "The new emperor has ascended the throne, the new emperor has ascended the throne!

At the same time, thousands of salutes rang out in the imperial city, bells and drums on the bell and drum tower rang out, and the entire imperial city fell into a sea of joy!

Gu Hengdao successfully ascended the throne, and he divided the civil and military officials of the empire, and by the way, Yuanwei was named the King of Night Cry.

Waiting for the end of the enthronement ceremony, Yuanwei and the others got up and wanted to say goodbye and leave, but Gu Hengdao dismissed the hundred officials and said that there was something to discuss, and after a while, there were only a few of them left in the huge palace.

"Little brother Yuanwei, I don't know why Zimei didn't come? Actually, I prepared for this Night Cry King. ”

Gu Hengdao called Zi Mei's name directly, which surprised Yuanwei a lot. And a few of the Forging Vein Realm disciples who came with him were even more young and vigorous, and a young man with a triangular face kicked and smashed the chair under his buttocks, "Gu Hengdao, you dare to call the sect master's name, are you going to die?! Even if you become an emperor, you are still like grass in front of us immortal cultivators! I can crush you to death with a small finger!"

"Crush me?" Gu Hengdao smiled coldly.

At that moment, Yuan Wei suddenly felt a powerful majesty oppressing, it was the majesty of Gu Hengdao's body!

Gu Hengdao was indeed an immortal cultivator, and Yuan Wei was secretly frightened.

Gu Hengdao stretched out a finger and volleyed at the young disciple, and a strong aura imprisoned him, "Is this how you crush me?"

An extremely frightened expression appeared on the disciple's face, but his body could not withstand the oppression of spiritual power, and immediately shattered. Gu Hengdao, who was angry, pointed a few fingers one after another, and the disciples of the Night Cry Sect were only three people, Yuanwei, Wu Caiyin and Qing Mo.

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