Chapter 83 The Capital of the Ming Dynasty - Shangjing City

Chapter 83 The Capital of the Ming Dynasty - Shangjing City

He was not in a hurry to get the stone box.

He made a hand seal, and a tiny wave spread out in all directions with him as the center.

Click~

A crisp cracking sound sounded in the void.

At the same time.

The magic on the black stone box disappeared immediately, and the brilliance was restrained.

This is an extremely vicious curse-restricted trap.

If the little saint is hit, he will die, and the big saint will most likely be severely damaged by erosion.

Only Chu Xiu and Zhu Biyue knew how to remove the trap.

If no matter what, Silas bent down to pick it up. Within five breaths after touching the stone box, the person's body would turn into thick water, and even his soul would be completely eroded and annihilated.

He bent down and picked up the stone box. Instead of opening it in a hurry, he put it in the storage ring.

"His Royal Highness the Holy Son, how do you know that there is something in the statue of Tianzun?"

Zhu Ziyue's face was full of surprise and confusion.

After my aunt passed away.

Here, she would come to clean it from time to time.

Nothing unusual has ever been discovered.

"But do you still remember the senior I mentioned?" Chu Xiu half-smiled and furtively glanced at where the master was hiding.

"Oh~"

Zhu Ziyue's eyes lit up, and she nodded, "That's it."

"That senior is familiar with my aunt, so he must have told you about this place."

"No wonder you want to come to Yunya."

"It turned out to be to get this thing."

She was too smart to ask what was in the stone box.

Anyway, no matter what there is, this thing is not what she should want.

So it's better not to ask.

Qi Mengdie, who was hiding in the void, heard the words.

Nod slightly.

"No wonder he is so familiar with this place and knows how to unlock the seal of the divine mind."

"It turns out that the traitor knows a good friend of the person here."

Everything makes sense,

Master Baby immediately came up with thirty-seven reasonable answers.

But baby Master is still very curious about the things in the box.

The restriction that had previously shrouded the box made her feel palpitated.

The contents inside must be very precious.

"Let's go! Go to the capital."

Chu Xiu turned around and left, his loose black robe rustling in the wind.

Others followed suit.

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One day later.

Go to the capital.

Five thousand years after the founding of the Ming Dynasty, the country has a vast territory, accounting for one-tenth of the southern area.

As the capital of the Ming Empire, it goes without saying that Shangjing is prosperous.

With a population of hundreds of millions and criss-crossing streets, Shangjing, a huge area, is divided into ninety-nine areas.

Each area is a formation eye, forming a ninety-nine-star, eighth-grade city protection formation. As the stars rotate, the attack becomes invisible.

Emperor Bai Su went to the capital to protect him and laid it himself at that time.

There is this excellent formation.

Even if the top demon lord attacks and attacks the formation from the outside, opening an entrance will take a day.

This is because the formation's protection range is too large.

If so, shrink the formation and protect the palace alone... Unless the quasi-emperor comes out, this formation cannot be broken.

"As expected of a quasi-emperor, he can arrange such a grand eighth-grade formation."

Looking at the Shangjing City in the distance, protected by a light film layer.

"Hehe, right!"

Zhu Ziyue smiled with her eyebrows crescent and a little proud.

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The carriage flies into the city from the special entrance.

The body of the car is decorated with the royal emblem.

No one was shortsighted enough to come to stop the provocation, and Chu Xiu was given a chance to show off and slap him in the face.

The carriage did not go to the palace or the rest house but arrived at the Taisu Holy Land Embassy stationed in Shangjing City.

Such embassies are established in the thirteen kingdoms under the jurisdiction of Taisu Holy Land, and both empires have them.

It is to prevent the attack of powerful monsters and to be able to contact the Holy Land in emergencies.

The Holy Land will send strong men to rush here as quickly as possible to suppress foreign enemies.

The steward is an old woman in black robes with gray hair and a childlike face. Her cultivation level is at the peak of the Little Saint. Looking at the Ming Dynasty, she can be regarded as the strongest among the strong.

At this time, she led a group of disciples to greet the Holy Son Chu.

The old woman's face was red, and she was holding a faucet, which should be a high-grade weapon.

"I haven't left the city to greet you. I hope His Highness the Holy Son won't be surprised."

Chu Xiu waved his hand with a gentle smile, indicating that it didn't matter.

After meeting each of the "fellow disciples," he followed the old woman into the embassy.

As for Zhu Ziyue and Chunhua Qiuyu, they bid farewell to Chu Xiu and returned to the palace.

Ji Taimei stood on Chu Xiu's shoulder, looking around with rogue eyes.

Could it be that Yan An quietly followed him, chatting with the old woman from time to time?

A group of disciples and deacons secretly looked at Chu Xiu. They had always been curious about this holy son who only heard his name.

"I didn't expect the Holy Son to be so approachable, to condescend to me, and to be so polite to us and other disciples who were sent out."

"It is said that His Royal Highness, the Son of God, never puts on airs and is kind to his fellow disciples. He will never bully me."

"Your Highness the Holy Son, you are so good-looking." A female disciple's face turned red.

"Yeah, especially when I laugh, my heart almost warms up."

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At the same time.

Royal palace.

In the simple and luxurious imperial study room.

Zhu Ziyue met her father and brother Wang.

The old emperor's name was Zhu Yong. He had a Chinese character and a mustache. His face was pale and bloodless... It seemed that something went wrong in his practice, and he had internal injuries. Otherwise, he wouldn't be in a hurry to abdicate.

After retreating from the palace to the study.

The father and daughter were sitting around the table.

After listening to Zhu Ziyue's narration.

Zhu Yong and Zhu Ziyu's expressions suddenly became extremely ugly.

"He... finally couldn't help but rebel!"

Click~

Zhu Yong pinched the teacup in his hand until it cracked, and the tea flowed between his fingers.

"Father, since the Holy Son has chosen to support us, I think that the traitor King Zhenbei will not be able to cause any trouble." Zhu Ziyu suppressed his anger and said coldly.

After speaking, he sighed again.

"Hey, if it weren't for His Royal Highness the Holy Son, Gu wouldn't have known that Zhenbei King Langzi was so ambitious... He wanted to change the dynasty on the day Gu ascended the throne. If Grandpa Huang hadn't valued and trained him back then, he would be where he is today. ? Something ungrateful."

"Raising a tiger is dangerous, and the tail won't fall off."

"By the way, Father, His Royal Highness the Son said that there is a way to solve the cancer of King Zhenbei completely..." Zhu Ziyue interjected.

"What?"

Zhu Yong's eyes shone brightly, "Ziyue, is this serious?"

Zhu Ziyue nodded, "His Royal Highness the Holy Son said it himself."

So he recounted Chu Xiu's words again.

After listening.

Zhu Yong took a deep breath.

"Ziyu, father and son, we will go out to the palace tonight to meet His Highness the Holy Son, Ziyue; you will also come with us."

"It's my father..."

The brother and sister responded in unison.

Zhu Yong looked helpless.

'It's lamentable and sad!'

"In this world, the strong are respected, and the weak are eaten by the strong. This is how the majestic royal family has fallen."

"Only His Royal Highness the Holy Son can save our Zhu family."