The holy capital of Bomu.

There is a simple and simple wooden house in the court, which is mentioned by the current emperor of the Holy Capital with the word "meditation", and the man will take off his dragon robe and come here to meditate when he has nothing to do.

Today, contrary to the norm, the Emperor of the Holy Capital, dressed in a dragon robe, summoned a person in the meditation room.

Unlike the Dayuan Dynasty, the Holy Lord's summons is urgent, and those who have been allowed to use their magical powers to meet the Holy Lord quickly.

Ripples appeared out of thin air outside the meditation wooden house, and a tall figure crunched in front of the house, "Fu Xian knocks on the saint." ”

This is different from the Dayuan Dynasty, there is only one emperor in the meditation wooden house, the five-clawed golden dragon on the dragon robe shines brightly, and the man smiled: "Senior Fu is exempt from courtesy, senior is half of my teacher, there are only two of you and me here, no more than the court, exempt from those heavy gifts, enter the house for a while." ”

Fu Xian was tall and mighty, and he needed to bend over and bend his body to enter the meditation hut, and he didn't sit aside as the man instructed, the old man was so bent on his waist, his head was only three feet from the roof.

Emperor Shengdu sighed: "Old Fu, there is really no need to be like this, when I was not the prince, you were my mentor, you should be talking to you now as the Nine Emperor Princes who were not able to do so, you don't have to be so restrained." ”

At that time, the first emperor of the Bomu Holy Capital had nine sons, all of whom were dragons and phoenixes among the people, and their talents were unparalleled, whether it was according to the eldest or youngest, the dragon chair should not belong to the nine princes at the end, but the prince and prince in front of him died violently, and this dragon chair could only be transferred to the nine princes in the end.

Fu Xian bowed his head and said respectfully: "The saint was the prince at the beginning, Fu Xian was ordered by the first emperor to teach the saint, and now the saint has become the supreme of the sainthood, how can Fu Xian dare to call him a teacher?"

There are many paper and pens on the desk in the meditation wooden house, full of traces of the painting of the Emperor of the Holy Capital, the man in the dragon robe looked down and saw a picture of the nine sons of the dragon, stretched out his hand to smooth the paper drawing, and asked: "Old Fu, did you ever think that I would inherit this throne?"

Fu Xian's heart was shocked, and after careful consideration, he said in a strict manner: "Holy Lord, Fu Xian's heart is in the holy capital, not in the court. ”

Emperor Mu Ran laughed heartily and shook his fists into the case, "A good heart is in the Holy Capital, not in the court, Fu Lao, just based on this sentence, as my teacher, the two accounts of meeting my two brothers privately will be offset." ”

The tall old man had already put his head on the ground, Mu Ran shook his head and said: "Old Fu, I didn't ask you for guilt, if you really hold a grudge, it has been thirty-three years since I succeeded to the throne, how can there be such a person as Fu Xian in the Holy Capital of Bomu?"

The ninth son of the first emperor, the eldest son of the emperor is familiar with the power of the emperor, and the ministers in the court are all under his control, with clear rewards and punishments, and a grasp of people's hearts, which can be described as leaky. What is even more commendable is that the eldest brother of the saint Shangmu has a sage and benevolence, not only sits firmly in the court, but also establishes the civil law in the public, and is loved by the people of the holy capital, and has not inherited the throne, he is known as the holy emperor of the ages.

It's a pity that the sky is jealous of the talent, the world is tired of the holy monarch, the eldest son of the first emperor suddenly died in a fire, but it caused the Bomu holy capital to shake, because the cause of death is too confusing, at that time the holy capital was rumored to be the crown prince to fight, the eight sons designed to kill the eldest brother, the first emperor was furious and also cleaned the court, the eight princes were one by one into the holy wood hall to be interrogated, but in the end did not find out why, the first emperor because of the thought of the son into a disease, the body is not as good as a day.

The death of the eldest brother who can convince the public naturally makes the rest of the princes ambitious, since they are not the eldest sons, then everyone is qualified to sit on this dragon chair!

At that time, the court of the Bomu Holy Capital was divided into eight camps, each prince faction was different, among which the two princes and the four princes were the strongest, and the number of people standing on the side of the Nine Emperors was the least.

After becoming the emperor, everyone found that the Nine Emperors of the Nine Emperors did not show the high means, just sat on the dragon chair, the Nine Emperors passed down the imperial order, posthumously crowned the eight imperial brothers inside, appeased the ministers in the court, amnesty the world outside, and issued a "holy order", but where someone pointed out that he was the lord of the holy capital to do something bad, it was reasonable, and someone seconded the proposal, you can get a thousand taels of gold, 100 acres of fertile land, there are court officials to admonish the saint, the official can be promoted to a level, if there is an obstacle to the admonition, no matter who or what position, all will be beheaded.

At that time, the important ministers who followed Mu Ranxin's heart once tested the holy will when the sacred heart was happy, "Holy Lord, whether it is inappropriate to admonish the holy decree is inappropriate, the holy authority cannot be offended, if the admonisher angers the saint, the saint will be dissatisfied with the heart given by the saint at that time, and the beheading will cause criticism, how will it be good at that time." ”

Aiqing is right. ”

Emperor Shengdu smiled and said: "In this case, the one who admonishes will give him an iron coupon to avoid his death, so that even if it makes me annoyed, he can also avoid his death, just admonish." ”

The banquet ministers were shocked, and from then on, the holy capital of Bomu completely respected Mu Dye as the emperor, and no one criticized him.

Fu Xian gritted his teeth and said: "It's Fu Xian who is ignorant and doesn't understand the holy will. ”

Emperor Shengdu sat in front of the desk, splashing ink and brushing, "Elder Fu, even if the monarch and ministers are over today, I summoned you here today mainly to ask you something." ”

The old man didn't dare to raise his head, "Fu Xian knows everything." ”

Two big characters of dragon flying and phoenix dancing jumped out on the rice paper, with both the solemn and murderous atmosphere of the golden iron horse and the gentle meaning of the gentle spring breeze, the emperor of the holy capital said slowly: "What kind of person is he?"

He?

Fu Xian didn't dare to figure out the Sacred Heart, and he didn't know what it meant, so he had to ask, "Holy Lord, what does he mean?"

The two characters on the rice paper were a person's name, and the Emperor of the Holy Capital chuckled: "Fu Lao has been away from the Bomu Holy Capital for twenty years, if he even has to say this by name, isn't it a little ridiculous." ”

This was the first time that the Emperor of the Holy Capital had called himself me in his conversation with the old man, and Fu Xian was in a cold sweat and suddenly realized.

"Holy One, who are you referring to?"

The Emperor of the Holy Capital stopped talking, and there were a total of ten paintings on the two characters on the rice paper in front of him.

Seven paintings are Zhang, and three paintings are three.

Tom!

Zhang San was imprisoned and sentenced to leave Nanzhen for ten years, and six people sat cross-legged in the void, cooperating with the dragon nails to form a large formation to guard this side of the world and prevent men from going out without authorization.

Fu Xian is one of them, sitting in the east, when Zhang San left Nanzhen, he also asked if it was inappropriate, but the man looked at him and immediately closed his mouth.

Fu Xian and the six of them have self-knowledge in their hearts, the so-called guarding is actually just a formality, pretending, who can guard that? There may be someone who can, but it is definitely not the six of them!

Fu Xian didn't understand why the saint suddenly asked him about Zhang San, and said cautiously: "Saint, although I have been there for twenty years, I have really come into contact with that person twice, one is when I was ordered to go, and then after breaking the seal of the lock dragon nail, I have met that person face to face, only these two times, so what kind of person is he, I don't have much contact, it's really not good to talk about it." ”

"Oh?"

The Emperor of the Holy Capital sighed at the brush, "If you know as much as you know, you can say as much as you want." ”

Thinking about it carefully, Fu Xian said: "In the past 20 years, I can't see any plans from him at all, it's like blending into the world, carrying water and striking iron every day, forging soldiers and casting tools, standing in the streets and alleys to watch people play chess when I have nothing to do, and going to the restaurant to listen to books when I am lively, day after day, year after year." ”

"Nothing else out of the ordinary?"

Fu Xian bowed and said, "No, other than that, except for walking a little closer to an old man and a child, there is nothing abnormal." ”

"Kid, I heard you say last time you came back, what's that called..."

Emperor Shengdu recalled: "Dong Nanyan, it seems that he is a little guy who is not very good. ”

Fu Xian nodded and said: "What the saint said is exact, just a child with poor numerology qi, but if you can get the favor of that person, this qi is actually not bad." ”

"Zhang San, Zhang San..."

The Emperor of the Holy Capital tapped his fingers on the rice paper on the table and sighed: "It's a pity that I haven't seen it." ”

There were bursts of dragon groans from the dragon robe on his body, and a fine light flashed in the narrow eyes of the Emperor of the Holy Capital, and he said with emotion: "Lock the dragon nails, lock the acupoints and lock the veins, there is only one, all of which make me feel a faint sense of unintentional restraint, and I really deserve to be the nemesis of dragon energy." ”

After breaking the seal, Zhang San gave the lock dragon nail to the six people sitting in the sky above the town, Fu Xian got one of them, and at this moment the old man was sincerely frightened: "Holy Lord..."

Emperor Shengdu shook his head and said: "I don't want to ask you about your crimes, I just sigh, just one has such power, and nine of them are added to the body, and it still can't suppress him, it's really shocking." ”

Getting up from the side of the desk, the Emperor of the Holy Capital walked out of the meditation room, and Fu Xian followed behind, not knowing what this Lord of the Holy Capital was doing.

"Elder Fu, do you know that Chu Tianhan has already gone to Dayuan?"

Fu Xian does not have an official position in Bomu Sheng, but in terms of strength, he does not belong to the strongest column, but he is also the mainstay, "Don't hide it from the saint, there was a lot of movement at that time, I did notice it, but I didn't know if it was going to Dayuan." ”

There was a forest path outside the meditation house, and standing at the end of this road, the Holy Capital Emperor said softly, "What do you think of Dayuan?"

Fu Xian knelt on the ground again and pointed to the sky, "Heaven and earth are clear, my Fu Xian is in the Bomu Holy Capital, my heart is in the Bomu Holy Capital, and there is no second heart!"

The Emperor of the Holy Capital was stunned for a moment, he simply wanted to hear the old man's opinion, but he didn't expect Fu Xian to come out like this, it seems that he was frightened today.

Let the frightened Fu Xian go back to rest, Mu Ranxin stood alone on the forest path, looking up at the branches that sprouted, the man asked, "How is it?"

An old voice sounded in the ears of the Holy Capital Emperor, "The king is relieved that he has not leaked a word." ”

The rich dragon qi formed a dragon chair behind him, and with this voice guaranteeing, the Holy Capital Emperor waved his arm and smashed it into the dragon chair, his face full of anger, "Enough of this chair!"

The arm stopped above the dragon chair, Mu Ranxin's face changed again and again, and finally lowered his head and sighed, and put down his hand.

"Do you think I'm a piece of waste and don't have the guts?"

The voice echoed through the forest path, "It's already good." ”

Looking up, the Emperor of the Holy Capital suddenly smiled and said, "If it is possible, I really want to see Dugu Wushuang and ask him what he thinks, who gave him the guts, how dare he!"

The man suddenly darkened.

Who said that the dragon chair is supreme?

If there is no will.

The king does not see the king!