How much can a puppet emperor who has been elevated in the air do?

The self-confident eldest princess Prince Harmony did not limit his freedom, gave him the most decent way of life, and did not even mind him going into contact with others.

But almost everyone he came into contact with knew that he was just a puppet who would give him the dignity that an emperor deserved, and that it would be a luxury to ask for anything else.

Whenever he wanted to buy the other party, the man would look around in horror, as if he could see that the emperor was the test of the eldest princess and the prince of harmony, and he didn't know what the outcome would be if he chose the wrong one.

The new emperor Qin Xun lived like a canary in a cage of freedom.

As the meeting dispersed, Xindi walked around casually with a few "dumb" entourage, and finally asked, "Where is the security section?" ”

One of the attendants replied, "It's not far from here." ”

The role of these retinues is to protect the Emperor, and there are six retinues, four warriors, two warlocks, and nine non-combatants of the highest security standards.

As for whether they supervised themselves, Qin Xun didn't care anymore, and he probably never had a secret in the eyes of those conspirators.

Walking into the security department, the staff on duty in the huge monitoring room was lazily swiping their mobile phones, and when they heard someone coming to follow the sound, they were stunned for a few seconds before they realized that the emperor they wanted to protect had arrived.

Hurriedly stood up and saluted.

Qin Xun's thoughts of punishing them were quickly extinguished by himself, and he smiled kindly.

This came as a big surprise to the security personnel who had long heard that the new emperor was a tyrant.

Qin Xun stood silently in front of nearly a hundred monitoring monitors, everyone didn't dare to breathe, and no one stepped forward to ask.

Half an hour later, Qin Xun moved his stiff head, "Prepare the car." ”

There is a small hill to the east of the site of the new palace, and this small hill will also be included in the palace park in the palace plan, at this time, the eldest princess Qin Yi walked alone on the stone steps of the hill and walked halfway up the mountain, where there was a thatched house.

An old man in a white robe with big sleeves was watering flowers, and there was a big white cat rolling next to him.

"Qin Yi pays a visit to the old ancestor." Qin Yi bowed ninety degrees from afar.

Saint and Old Ancestor nodded, he still admired Qin Yi very much, he had martial arts talent, patience and means, "What's the matter." ”

Qin Yi peeked at the ancestor, the ancestor has aged visibly in the past few years, he used to have a crane hair and a childish face, but now he has seen wrinkles on his face, which makes her extremely worried.

After all, the ancestor is old, and the ancestor has been injured in the previous battles with Zong Yong, and at his age, either he is not injured, and the injury will not be a simple injury.

"The command center of the new dynasty is exposed, as if it is no longer hidden, and the site is located at the foot of Xiping Mountain Prefecture."

She didn't say a word about it, she believed that the wisdom of the ancestor could naturally think of a lot.

The saint and the ancestor were stunned, and after watering all the flowers, they went to the table and sat down, and said: "About five hundred years ago, before I was promoted to the martial saint, I traveled to the three states of Xishan, where the mountain people are very interesting, the mountains of the three states, the communication between the villages is inconvenient, and the cottages thousands of miles away don't even know each other's existence. ”

Qin Yi bowed down and stood aside and listened to the ancestor quietly, she knew that the ancestor would not tell her stories for no reason.

"But I stumbled upon a lot of people in these distant cottages who have the same blood."

"Do you know the bloodline?"

Qin Yi thought for a while, "Great Qin's research in the past few hundred years has proved that whether or not to awaken a martial artist has nothing to do with the bloodline, the descendants of the martial artist may not necessarily have the bloodline of the martial artist, the children of ordinary people may awaken as a martial artist, and as for the warlock, there is no trace to be found." ”

Old Ancestor nodded, "This is not wrong, but it is not comprehensive, you are still a little younger, and some secrets have not yet been mastered." ”

"The bloodline theory is a rumor in most cases, but the probability of the descendants of high-level martial artists giving birth to martial artists will be higher than that of ordinary people, and the higher the level, the greater the probability, and the possibility of the descendants of martial saints giving birth to Wutong people has become a small probability."

"Of course, this requires the heirs born after being promoted to the Martial Saint. For a long time, Daqin has been committed to studying the bloodline, wanting to study the inheritance of martial artists, and finally found that it will go to the direction of genes, and there is a danger that everyone in the world can be a martial artist, so this kind of research has been completely eliminated, which is why we were so jealous of Liu Sangen back then. ”

"When we are older, it is easy to go off-topic, and when we study the inheritance of bloodlines, we find that some bloodlines have certain particularities, and they will not gradually thin out because of inheritance, on the contrary, there will be complete bloodline inheritors in each generation."

"There are a lot of this kind of bloodline, but there are very few among the martial artists, and the top bloodline suitable for cultivation is even rarer, the most representative of which is the bloodline of today's Sword Saint, and there is a unique technique for this lineage."

Qin Yi was shocked, this was a secret she never knew, the Sword Saint actually had a bloodline inheritance, why did she never know the Sword Saint's family?

It is very terrifying to be able to grow the bloodline of a martial saint, if it grows up, a behemoth will be born after a few hundred years of development, and it may be comparable to the nine gates.

"Fortunately, the Juggernaut has no heirs." Qin Yu muttered.

Saint and Old Ancestor's hand paused slightly, and after a while, he said: "So I was very curious after I found out that the martial artists there were more or less flowing with the same bloodline in the three states of Xishan, and I also secretly investigated. ”

"There is no connection between the surnames, ethnic groups, and sub-regions of these bloodline owners, and the only thing that can be traced back is that most of these surnames were born between 1,000 and 1,500 years."

"This is the case of the Langda Village you just mentioned, a thousand years ago it was just a family in the mountains, and a thousand years later it has become the most powerful cottage among the mountain people in the three states of Xishan."

Qin Yi frowned, puzzled, "Why can there be so many of the same bloodline, and they are unrelated?" ”

Saint and Old Ancestor smiled, "I had doubts for a long time back then, until I found out that there was still a connection between these bloodline carriers, and they were all believers in the mountain gods. ”

"There was no unified religion in the three states of Xishan before, let alone a unified image of the mountain god, as if this mountain god appeared out of thin air and became the faith of many unrelated people."

"What's even more interesting is that there is a saying among these mountain people who believe in the mountain god that a mountain god sends a son." Speaking of this, the saint and the ancestor smiled playfully.

"Later, I suspected that this mountain god was a trick, so I secretly investigated and found a lot of clues, such as many of these mountain people who have seen the mountain god, and even have a portrait of the mountain god, separated by countless mountains and rivers, and the two places where the ancestors have not been anxious for generations, there are very similar portraits of the mountain gods, isn't it strange?"

"Later, I intensified my investigation and used the power of the Nine Gates, but in the end I found nothing. In the next one or two hundred years, I also paid attention to the three states of Xishan, and there was no longer a mountain god appearing, only some wild historical anecdotes that could not stand scrutiny. ”

Qin Yi was extremely intelligent, he instantly understood something, and his breathing was a little short, "You mean...... Could that be a Xeon, and it's in the Langda Village? ”

Just as the two were talking, a figure came running from a distance, and knelt on the ground from a distance, "The descendants of the descendants, the 1781st Emperor of Great Qin, visit the ancestor of the Holy Prince and ask the ancestor to uphold justice for me." ”

The person who came was the new emperor Qin Xun, who bowed to the ground at this time, and avenged his grievances loudly, with a sad voice.

Saint and Old Ancestor were displeased, Qin Yi bowed down and said goodbye: "Old Ancestor, don't disturb your cultivation, Qin Yi will retire." ”

Saint and Old Ancestor nodded, ignoring the new emperor who was kneeling on the ground, and picked up the cat and lay on the rocking chair beside him.

Qin Xun buried his head in the ground, and he couldn't hear the ancestor's response for a long time, and he didn't dare to raise his head.

It wasn't until sunset that his knees were numb with pain that the ancestor's voice sounded above his head, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Qin Xun raised his head, his eyes full of grief and indignation, "The descendants of the Qin clan, Qin Yi and Qin Mu, are orthodox with cholera, and they are guilty of rebellion, and they are the emperor of me, and the ancestor of Qiu is avenging." ”

A flash of disdain flashed in the eyes of the Saint and the Ancestor, "Do you know that I never ask about the change of imperial power?" As long as the emperor's surname is Qin, there is nothing to do. ”

Qin Xun gritted his teeth, "Ancestor, you are our ancestor, how can you connive at your descendants to ignore the clan rules, if you don't punish them severely, in the future, will you bear to fight for the imperial power of Great Qin?" ”

Saint and Old Ancestor snorted coldly, "According to you, should I take action when you take the opportunity to persecute your siblings?" When you were close to house arrest your father, Emperor Yuan, should I also take action? When you disobeyed the ancestral teachings and provoked the battle of the Nine Gates, should I take action? ”

Qin Xun slumped to the ground, looked at the old ancestor with wide eyes, opened his mouth and was about to say something, the saint and the old ancestor were already impatient, and with a wave of his big sleeves, Qin Xun only felt that his body was fluttering like a feather floating down the mountain.

There was no sorrow or joy in the voice of the old ancestor in his ears, "No virtue and no talent, the villain steals the throne, and being a rich emperor for a lifetime is the best ending for you." ”

Qin Xun fell heavily to the ground, looking at the sky with blank eyes, this time he was completely desperate, the pain in his body was far less painful than his heart dying.

His ambitions, his dreams of being an emperor through the ages, all became a thing of the past with the wave of his sleeves from the saint and the ancestor.

Shenghe Lao Zu waved away the unsightly descendants, took out an old mobile phone from his robe, and clumsily typed a row of text to send: "If you have something to discuss, please come to the cold house to talk about it." ”

If anyone saw the tone of the words of the Saint and the Ancestor, they would definitely be surprised, who in this heaven and earth could let the Saint and the Ancestor talk in this posture? The masters of the nine sects are not worthy, they can only be the strongest.

Two hours later, a white rainbow fell in front of the saint and the ancestor, it was a beautiful figure, the saint magician bowed down to salute, and the saint and the ancestor returned the salute slightly.

Then a sword light flickered, the sword qi filled the hills, the sword qi dispersed, and there was another figure beside the two of them, also an old man, standing there like a long sword out of the sheath. Great Qin Sword Saint, Chaochen.

Chaochen changed the idle appearance of the goddess state, and he was already an unattainable Wei Wei Zhiqiang. He nodded slightly at the two of them, and the Saint and the Ancestor and Hua Baiman each bowed back.

Advancing to the supreme powerhouse, identity, age, and status are no longer too important, and they will not respect him more because the saint and ancestor have lived for a long time.

The three of them looked into the distance, the Wood Venerable was holding a wooden cane, the Water Venerable was holding a crystal ball, the Fire Venerable was holding an iron fan, and the Earth Venerable was sitting on a stone chair, and the four of them flew in the air.

Not far away, they each landed on the ground and bowed to the three.

Although the five of them have supreme strength when they join forces, their own realm is not supreme, and they have to be much more respectful in the face of the three of them.

Seeing that people are coming, "There may be a martial saint in Pingzhou, Xishan." ”

Although there were not many words, everyone present was surprised.