Chapter 192: The Royal Court Conspiracy
The Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, which is two thousand miles west of Linhai City, stands on the wall and is surrounded by clouds and smoke, and the top of the mountain is covered with snow all year round.
A white-clad swordsman meditates on an icy stone slab at the top of a mountain.
The temperature on the top of the mountain is extremely low, the air is turned into ice, and the wind is as cold as a sword.
The swordsman was dressed in a light shirt and agitated in the wind, and his expression was relaxed, but he did not look afraid of the cold.
When the purple qi came east, the white-clothed swordsman stood up, stretched out his hand and pressed his sword to look in the direction of Linhai City.
After a while, the swordsman stroked the long hair in his ear and smiled slightly:
"Interesting, this trip to the south was really a surprise. My dragon boasted of being a genius in Jiang, and when he had an epiphany about the Flying Snow Sword Dao eight years ago, the Heavenly Dao was only a ten-zhang white rainbow. β
"This dragon condensed by purple qi should have a thousand feet at its head and tail, is there a genius in the world who is a hundred times better than me? β
It turned out that this person was the senior brother of the younger generation of Xuanbing Palace, the Flying Snow Swordsman Long Zaijiang.
I saw his long sword unsheathed, like a pool of autumn water. The body was vertical, and he actually fell down from the snow-capped mountain cliff. Instantly fell a hundred feet.
Long Zaijiang inhaled and turned around, and pointed his sword on the cliff, and his body suddenly slowed down. His clothes fluttered, and he fell again, and he drew his sword again.
Unexpectedly, the cliff was regarded as the same as the stone steps in the courtyard, and he went down the steps. But half a cup of tea went down to the foot of the mountain.
With a clear whistle, a silver white horse with wings on its back galloped in.
Long Zaijiang got on his horse and flew in the direction of Linhai City.
On the imperial capital Taihe Palace, Chu Emperor Xiang Yan stood up from the dragon throne, looked at the southeast direction and said in surprise:
"Purple Dragon Spirit? Is this fierce or auspicious? Is someone enlightened the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, or is there a son of heaven?"
Guo Jian, the Si Tianjian who was standing at His Highness, said with a smile:
"The Great Chu State stretches. In addition to the royal family, how can there be other true dragons within the border. This must be the evolution of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth. It should be a good omen. Weichen congratulates the emperor!"
Xiang Yan laughed, sat back on the dragon chair, straightened his crown, and asked:
"Guo Aiqing, since the sky will be auspicious, does it mean that my new policy is in line with the will of heaven and should be implemented?"
Guo Jian smiled but said nothing.
The old lady Xu Xuan was like Jiang Gui, old and spicy, but when she heard this, she sneered:
"What does it have to do with the new deal when others become enlightened and ascend to immortals? The emperor thinks too much. The New Deal is too involved, so it's better to be cautious. Otherwise, the auspicious omen will become a bad omen, and maybe there will be a real dragon in the wild. β
The time was not yet ripe, but Xiang Yan didn't care, smiled and talked about him left and right, and put the matter aside lightly.
In a bone palace in the Court of the Corpse Demon in the depths of the Desert of Death, the third prince, Ace Morgan, is playing chess with the Great Lich Blanc.
As the lord of the Necromantic Continent for hundreds of millions of years, the Corpse Demon Clan has implemented the ancient system of competition for the throne. The throne changes every three hundred years.
The current Corpse Demon King, Hal GrΓmsson, has been in power for more than two hundred and seventy years and is about to abdicate.
Among the four ****, the eldest prince Gunnarson currently has the greatest merit and prestige, and occupies the top spot in the throne ranking.
The third prince, Esmorgan, has risen rapidly in the rankings since he was supported by the great lich Blank, and has already equaled the second prince Sigurdson and cohabited in second place.
In this **** corpse tide, Esmorgan spent a great price to win the command, and originally wanted to make a great contribution and catch up with Gunnarson.
Unexpectedly, in the battle of Tiger Mountain, he escaped from the Demon Fire Spider Clan, destroyed the four Demon Mountains, fortunately took the second pass of Yumen, and captured the first three passes such as Hot Spring Pass. Esmorgan's merits are barely offset by the merits, and his status among the **** is still the same as before the war.
The next few rounds of corpses didn't have anything to do with themselves. Esmorgan was very depressed, and had a dead face all day long.
After the Great War, the Great Lich Blanc was neither sad nor happy. Reading and researching every day, occasionally playing beast chess with Esmorgan, the small life is very leisurely.
When the purple qi came east, many people in the Corpse Demon King's Court felt it.
Those who can feel the purple qi are either geniuses of Wutong Dao or masters above the real person.
Because of the rejection of the plane, the strength of the corpse demon clan is not one in ten, and the laws of the plane are also different from those of the Qingyun Continent. But after all, the avenues of heaven and earth still have some things in common, so the fluctuations of the aura of heaven and earth have alarmed many big people.
Esmorgan felt something, and held the "skeleton" pawn in his hand, but looked at the sky and sighed:
"Qingyun Continent is not my hometown. Those human races could not comprehend the Dao of Heaven at every turn, but we could only rely on the inheritance and cultivation of our ancestors. It's not fair. As he spoke, he pushed the "skeleton" forward.
The third prince, Ace Morgan, is one hundred and thirty-three years old this year, and he can only be regarded as a young man in the corpse demon royal family. But his cultivation is already level 89, and he still has such a fast progress under the rejection of the plane, so he is naturally a first-class genius.
It's a pity that the fragments of the necromantic plane are incompatible with the Qingyun Continent. Unless the corpse demon clan breaks away from the range of fragments and occupies the continent, it is possible to be accepted by this plane after multiple generations of fusion.
Blanc gently picks up a "Terror Knight" and eats the "skeleton" that rushes across the River Styx. Said indifferently:
"Why should the third prince complain. Remember what I told you last month?"
"You mean the Witch Plane, could it be that another branch of our Necromantic Plane has really taken over the Witch Planet's main continent?" Ace Morgan said in surprise.
"That's right, the latest news that came back through the Tower of Babel, because although the Wuxing Plane is much more mature than the Qingyun Continent, it is 60% similar to the laws of the Necromantic Plane. β
"Although the necromantic clan that entered the Witch Star Plane was smaller than us, it was much less suppressed by the plane. After more than three thousand years of repeated struggles, they have occupied more than half of the main continent of the Witch Star. β
"But after all, they are limited in number, and they are under siege from the natives of the main continent of the witch star and other subcontinents. Therefore, the royal court over there issued a 'necromancy' summoning order to each crystal wall. β
Ace Morgan shook his head and said helplessly: "It's useless to summon. With our current weak strength, it is delusional to break through the crystal wall. Besides, is it necessary for our tribe to bow down to other tribes?"
Blank smiled mysteriously: "Actually, it may not be impossible to break through the crystal wall. β
"Is there any good way for the Great Lich of Zhihai?" said Ace Morgan.
"A long time ago, I started to study ways to leave the Qingyun Continent. There has been a major breakthrough. Blank touched the "Black Corpse Demon King" chess pieces on the chessboard and whispered:
"It's just that although I can break through the crystal wall now, the cost is too great. According to current calculations, the cost of destroying the entire clan is probably only enough to get the core royal family and a very small number of high-level corpse demons out of the crystal wall. β
"But in this way, our strength has been greatly damaged, and we can't compete with the Wu Star at all. When the time comes, it will be better to become a cannon fodder thug, and it is better to be the king here. Ace Morgan pushed the only remaining "White Corpse Demon King" in disappointment, and sighed:
Blank smiled: "Now this plan has exhausted my efforts. But it's clearly not the best option. β
"The trouble for our corpse demon clan is that most of them are unintelligent necromancers, and it is difficult to find people with creative thinking. β
"So my suggestion is: go to the Terrans and get a group of wise men. β
Esmorgan shook his head again and again: "We can't even break through the trapped tiger mountain, how can we go deep into the human realm and capture the wisdom of the human race?"
Blanc smiled and said, "How is it impossible? Aren't there a lot of old and dying real-life masters in our bereaved hall?"
"Use the real people of the Relic Clan's Palace? The Relic Clan Hall is our corpse demon clan's hole card against the human race, and as long as the group of real people who are about to die wood still have a breath, they can deter the real people of the human race from attacking in a big way. Esmorgan was a little confused:
"If a real person goes deep into the hinterland of the Terran alone, there will be a lot of loss, and without the deterrence of the Remnant Palace, how to resist if the Terran attacks?"
Blank let out a sinister laugh of "hehehe": "These old guys in the Hall of the Relic Clan, the shortest of them have not been born for hundreds of years. The Terrans will not be able to figure it out for a while. If the real people invade on a large scale, the Terrans will only strengthen their defenses and will not fight back immediately. β
"Great Chu and Great Song are holding each other back, and the possibility of a full-scale attack is very small. If a few masters enter sporadically, the Death Desert is not a place where you can come and go. β
Esmorgan's finally nodded and said, "It's good to leave this ghost place, if you can let most of the clansmen enter the Witch Star Plane." By virtue of our strength, we can seize dominance. β
"How can being the king of a clan compare to being a king of a plane and a crystal wall. β
Blank bowed slightly, showing respect: "The third prince really has great ambitions. I haven't presented this plan to the Corpse Demon King yet, and His Highness can hand it over for me. If he can leave in the future, His Royal Highness will definitely be the best candidate for the next Corpse Demon King. β
Esmorganen laughed: "This is very good! If I become the Corpse Demon King in the future, Mr. will definitely be the First National Teacher." β
Putting down the chess pieces in his hand, Blanc arched his hand and said, "Thank you, Your Highness." (To be continued.) )