Qi Imperial Palace.

At sunrise, a secret note was delivered to Emperor Qi's bedroom.

The person who received this secret note before the Qi Emperor's bedroom was Chao Wei, the censor. This black-faced middle-aged man was not only the leader of the young officials of the Great Qi Dynasty, but also the most outstanding practitioner of the Yinxu Sect of the Great Qi Dynasty in the past century and one of the seven-level masters of the Great Qi Dynasty.

Such a master and powerful man naturally went through countless winds and rains, and the landslides collapsed and tsunamis were in front of him without changing color. However, he just opened the seal and took a look, but his face changed drastically, and his hands trembled uncontrollably.

"Senior Brother, what happened?"

A man beside him was also dark in skin, but he looked younger than him. The most eye-catching thing was that his eyebrows were not only thick as ink, but even a trace of black air kept flowing from the tips of his eyebrows. This man was Cai Shi, another seventh-level master of Yinxu Sect. He was not an official in the court before, but only after the day when the Twelve Witch Gods' Heads Resettlement, Zong Chaoqing was worried about the safety of Emperor Qi and was afraid of changes in the palace, so he invited him out of the sect and into the Qi Palace. Therefore, Cai Shi and Zong Chaoqing were not in the same position as their official positions, but were in the same brothers.

Zong Chaoqing glanced at his junior brother and reached out to hand over the sealed paper for him to see it, but his hands were trembling for a moment, and he couldn't even hand over this thin pampering paper.

Cai Shihe had ever seen his senior brother feel so shocked. He was extremely nervous. He reached out to take the secret note and just glanced over. He suddenly stiffened his whole body and exclaimed involuntarily: "What!"

Zong Chaoqing swallowed hard, and the muscles on his face twitched slightly.

Then he took a deep breath and lowered his hands. Although he quickly calmed down, his eyes turned to look at the bedroom behind him were filled with pain and deep sorrow.

The change of the Twelve Witch Gods' Heads is too heartbreaking. Not only are the Twelve Witch Gods destroyed, but all the powerful inheritances of the founder of the ghost Yin Qi Gong technique in the past were destroyed in the world, and even the mountain gate temple he left behind was destroyed.

Although most practitioners and officials of the Great Qi Dynasty could actually understand the painstaking efforts of Emperor Qi after that day, many people understood why Emperor Qi and Zheng Xiu traded, and they were actually less dissatisfied with Emperor Qi, but in any case, the twelve witch god heads were still destroyed, without cause, and many practitioners left Qidu silently and no longer served for Emperor Qi. This is their attitude.

Emperor Qi has been a little dazed since that day, and his state of mind and cultivation are extremely unstable, and he cannot concentrate on dealing with the government affairs at all. He and the prime minister and others are dealing with everything.

The twelve witch gods' heads attacked the Emperor Qi was too big, and they almost completely destroyed the emperor who worked hard to govern. But now the news conveyed by this secret seal was that the Xiansheng Temple was destroyed, and all the bodies of ancestors inside were taken away by the descendants of Qianmeng Mountain.

The Xiansheng Temple is not only the ancestral tomb of Emperor Qi, but also the people who are qualified to be buried in it!

Qianmeng Mountain has many amazing methods. Even though Yan Ying's disciples' true essence cultivation is not as good as Yan Ying, at least those methods have been obtained. No matter what kind of dissatisfaction he destroyed the Xiansheng Temple, he took away the bodies for practice and would not be buried in the quilt again.

The inheritance of the Twelve Witch Gods is important, but it only makes a dynasty stronger, while the Xiansheng Temple is a symbol and a spiritual sustenance.

In a sense, the damage of the Xiansheng Temple is probably even more serious than the damage of the Twelve Witch Gods.

It took not much time to discover that the Xiansheng Temple was destroyed to the passing of the message to the palace. However, it took a long time to reach this news. This abnormality was too easy to understand for Zong Chaoqing.

Because the powerful and powerful people who handled each link knew very well that the blows the twelve witch gods on Emperor Qi were already very fatal. If such news came to the palace again, I don’t know what consequences it would have.

So when such a secret note came over, I had already passed many controversies and discussions between the powerful and the powerful on the way.

He was one of the officials who served as the government affairs of Emperor Qi at this time.

The secret note was delivered to him, and it was the last stop.

It is up to him to decide whether to tell Emperor Qi that the weight of a country and dynasty is pressing on his hands. How can he be calm?

Tell me or not?

What if you don’t tell me?

At this time, countless practitioners were chasing Bai Shanshui in the Great Qi Dynasty. If he made this news public, many practitioners began to chase Yan Ying's disciple?

At this moment, Zong Chaowei's body was constantly colder and became even colder, and he felt inexplicably helpless.

"Come in."

Just then, a sigh came from the bedroom.

Zong Chaowei took a deep breath again, trying his best to calm the expression on his face.

He lowered his head slightly, pushed open the door of the bedroom, and walked slowly into it.

Emperor Qi was in a trance these days and had hallucinations, so he did not allow any palace maids and eunuchs to enter the bedroom, and he was the only one who rested in peace.

But can this emperor really rest in peace?

The sun was rising outside, and the windows in the bedroom were not open, but they were still dark. Song Chaoqing felt inexplicably that he was walking on a quiet tomb passage.

On the dragon couch deep in the bedroom, Emperor Qi sat in his clothes.

The moment he saw Emperor Qi's face, Zong Chaoqing's body shook gently again.

Emperor Qi's eyes were sunken, and his skin and flesh were dry. In just two or three days, he seemed to have been aged for dozens of years, like a skeleton.

"What happened?"

Emperor Qi's emotions seemed calm at this moment. He raised his head stiffly, looked at Zong Chaowei and asked softly.

Zong Chaoqing hesitated for a moment and did not respond.

"No need to hide it from me. The vitality of your junior brother and you are too violent. You have followed me for so many years. I have never seen anything that makes your mood fluctuate so much." Emperor Qi sighed and said, "What should come must come and you can't avoid it."

Zong Chaowei finally raised his head, looked at his eyes like a dim candle, and said, "The Xiansheng Temple was destroyed by the descendants of Qiantu Mountain."

Emperor Qi was stunned.

After counting breaths, he laughed inexplicably, his smile was indescribable.

"Man's calculations are not as good as God's calculations. Cause and effect will be retribution. Conspiracy and calculations are not as good as Zheng Xiu, but they still have to compete with Zheng Xiu for the world. If they had known this, they would not have been able to maintain their achievements with peace of mind, and they would not have put the Great Qi in such a situation."

"Help me draw an edict on my own crime, I will announce it to the world and abdicate and give way to the wise."

Zong Chaoqing could not comment on Emperor Qi's words, but when he heard the last sentence, his breath suddenly stopped and he opened his mouth and was about to speak.

Emperor Qi waved his hand and signaled that he didn't have to say anything, "You and I know that this is the best for the Great Qi Dynasty."
Chapter completed!