Emperor Tianxing stood on top of His Majesty Dan and watched Zhao Changying disappear in front of him without warning at all, the expression on his face did not change, like a majestic and emotionless statue.

In the course of the battle just now, he played with two strong men with the strength above the saint in the palm of his hand, and to put it mildly.

All the guards and palace people who witnessed this battle all sighed in their hearts - even if the gods descended to earth, they could not be more majestic than His Majesty the Emperor at this time.

However, no one noticed that after Emperor Tianxing used the golden divine thunder to slash Zhao Changying's body all over his body, his brilliant golden eyes suddenly became dim.

It's like an oil lamp that is about to run out of fuel.

He stared at the place where Zhao Changying's figure disappeared, was silent for a moment, and without taking any action, he turned around and walked towards the Qianyang Palace.

"Cao Tong." He shouted faintly.

"The slave is here."

The eunuch Cao Tong had been staying in the corridor behind the Qianyang Hall just now, watching the fierce battle with fear.

At first, he also wanted to try to give the emperor a hand and show his loyalty.

However, when the battle really began, he deeply realized that this level of confrontation was by no means something he could easily participate in - even a little aftermath could kill him.

Because of this, at this moment, he looked at Emperor Tianxing's gaze, full of awe than before.

Strong people like the Ghost King of Bishan and Zhao Changying were all defeated by His Majesty, one was wiped out, and the other fled with serious injuries.

Your Majesty's strength should be almost the same as that of a real immortal!

"You've passed on all my orders, haven't you?" Emperor Tianxing continued, interrupting Cao Tong's chaotic thoughts.

Cao Tong bowed his head and said, "Back to Your Majesty, the Imperial City Praetorian Guard, officials at all levels of the Exorcism Division, the Luojing Garrison, and the nearby barracks and guards have all received orders to start an all-round search and arrest of the traitor Gu Xu. He is already doomed. ”

Emperor Tianxing nodded: "In this matter, you must not be a little ambiguous. As long as this fang does not die for a day, I will not be able to sleep well. ”

Hearing this, Cao Tong immediately knelt on the ground and promised Emperor Tianxing again and again that he would definitely handle this matter well.

At the same time, his heart was also full of doubts: with the strength of the emperor, even the Ghost King of Bishan and Zhao Changying could be easily defeated, why would he attach so much importance to a young monk who didn't even have a Dharma body?

Although Gu Xu's cultivation talent is indeed high, many people feel that he will become another saint powerhouse of the Great Qi Dynasty in the future.

But talent is only a possibility, and it takes a long time to realize it into real combat effectiveness.

However, Cao Tong didn't ask much.

He believes that the emperor must have his reasons for making this kind of decision, and it is not his turn to worry about it.

Then, Emperor Tianxing slowly climbed the steps, returned to the screen of the Qianyang Palace, and sat down cross-legged on the mat.

The golden light in his eyes was finally extinguished completely.

Then he closed his eyes, and he returned to the motionless and indifferent sculpture of the past.

Cao Tong paused for a moment under the steps in front of the throne.

After a short silence, he couldn't help but ask: "Your Majesty, Zhao Changying, who escaped, and the Zhao family of Youzhou...... What should I do? ”

"Leave it to Xiao Wanjun to deal with." Emperor Tianxing said in a cold tone.

Cao Tong has served by Emperor Tianxing's side for many years, so he naturally understands his external meaning: I am about to start practicing, you don't bother me with these things anymore.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Cao Tong replied respectfully, yes

He bowed back and stepped back to leave the main hall.

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Hundreds of miles north of Luojing City, stands a high mountain.

The mountain is shrouded in clouds all year round, lush with vegetation and a gloomy atmosphere.

Coupled with the graves listed among the barren grass, it looks even more gloomy and gloomy.

This mountain is the mountain of Pishan.

There is a poem: "There are tombs on the North Mountain, and the eternal years are against Los Angeles." The sun and evening songs in the city are up, and the sound of pines and cypresses is heard on the mountain. ”（1）

It depicts the desolate and bleak scene here.

In a hidden cave deep in the dense forests of the mountains, a coffin is placed.

The coffin is made of golden silk wood, known as "imperial wood", and the surface is carved with intricate and ornate patterns. But even if it has been painted and specially treated with antiseptic, it still inevitably leaves traces of time.

At that moment, a shrill "crunch" broke the silence in the cavern.

Immediately after, the heavy coffin board was pushed away by a pair of white bony hands, and a terrifying-looking skeleton slowly crawled out of the coffin.

The skeleton was wearing a dirty, shabby bright yellow robe embroidered with a five-clawed golden dragon.

It twisted its neck stiffly, then bent down and took out a tattered, beaded crown from the coffin and placed it on its head.

"Zhao Changying is really a bastard," I only heard the skeleton scolding and scolding, "The Great Qi Emperor is so strong, he didn't tell me in advance, and my 'ghost servants' are basically dead." ”

This skeleton is the Ghost King of Pishan who has just fought with Emperor Tianxing in the palace.

Its body was indeed burned to ashes by Emperor Tianxing with a fire.

But as a cunning goblin born in the Imperial Tomb, it will definitely leave behind before participating in a life-and-death battle.

It once carved out a wisp of soul and hid it inside this coffin.

If its body dies outside, then it can be resurrected in the lair of the mountain with the help of this soul.

Of course, the Ghost King of Bishan, who has lost his body and many "ghost attendants", is much inferior in strength than at the beginning-

In the past, it could compete with the Eighth Realm monks.

But now, even if it collides with the weakest saint powerhouse, it will most likely not be able to beat it.

However, the fire of revenge in its heart will not be extinguished because of the defeat in this battle, but will burn more and more fiercely.

Emperor Tianxing is powerful, but he can't sit on Luo Jing's throne forever.

As a resentful soul with an almost infinite lifespan, the Ghost King of Bishan has witnessed the enthronement and death of many generations of Great Qi emperors.

It knew that even if the Qi Emperors had cultivation above the saints, their longevity would still be similar to that of ordinary mortals—and the normal saint powerhouses would live to be at least two hundred years old if nothing else.

The Ghost King of the Mountains is very patient.

The indestructible myth of the "Heavenly Dragon Array" has been shattered today.

It believed that as long as it waited, it would be a big deal to survive the Tianxing Emperor and one day be able to complete the great cause of revenge.

It walked out of the cave slowly, came to the edge of the cliff, and looked at Luojing City, a hundred miles away.

Suddenly, it remembered the short little girl who had a rare "demon god body" and almost became its "ghost attendant".

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Exegesis:

(1) Excerpt from Tang Shen Yan's "Beibi Mountain". _&