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In the night in the capital, Xia Yu was standing tall on a wooden building with no lights, looking at the people mobilized by the main roads of the capital. He was wrapped in a cloak, dressed in a dress that could be walked at any time. The wooden building was just a small courtyard in the capital, but compared to the noise outside, the courtyard was so quiet that the sound of the surrounding space could be heard.

Looking down from the sky, you can see this remote area in the north of Shengjing City. The lights are not rising, and there is almost no sign of anyone. However, Xia Yu could see the gestures conveyed in the courtyards under the luminous light according to some rules through this wooden building.

The door of the wooden building room opened, and a man in black walked straight into the room. He bowed to the five people including Xia Yu, and whispered, "Young Master! I don't know who broke into the mountains of Kings, causing the hustle and bustle of Shengjing in the prosperous Tang Dynasty. Our spies carefully investigated and confirmed that these actions did not point to the east or cover up their tricks, and were not coming for us."

Xia Yu nodded. They had been planning to build a group of people in Shengjing City a long time ago. The merchants from these major courtyards in the north of the city moved away one after another and gradually lost popularity. It was more conducive to their lurking. Faced with the commotion in Shengjing City, they certainly had reason to be nervous. Because their original identities were an unpopular alien to this empire.

"The palaces of the Kings Mountains are the highest place in the Lancang Cultivation Academy and the place where the four masters are retreating. The path of the intestines is said to have a special formation, which is a passage for the earth veins to connect to the weather. It is not small. There have been only three people who can climb the Kings Mountains through there. Of course, these three people are not ordinary practitioners. Even if there is no mysterious person who breaks through the mountain today, I really want to experience it myself. What is the terrible thing about the pressure above the Kings Mountains? Can you block me from the Kings Palaces?"

Xia Yu, who was talking, had a pale but unusual face, and this face looked even more strange and unusual under the night at this time. The smile on his lips seemed to make the wind blowing by the night look cold.

Next to him was an old man wrapped in a cloak, with his bones broken. His eyes seemed like deep mist, making people feel slightly being sucked and grabbed at a glance. However, the old man's voice was not hoarse, but was filled with some thrilling magnetism. "Don't be reckless. Don't forget our real plan for this trip."

The old man in front of him was Xia Yu, with a much respectful expression and nodded slightly, "Teacher, I still have doubts. Remember to read the Wenwen-xue-leu Building! Since Lord Luo Sen brought such a deep impression to the prosperous Tang Dynasty back then... How could the emperor of the prosperous Tang Empire, or even the prosperous Tang Empire, allow him to survive... If it were me, I would definitely not let him live. Just hatred is enough that Lord Luo Sen died many times."

The thin old man who was called the teacher by Xia Yu was slightly blinded and looked at the sky lightly, murmured, "Losen is the person who has reached the top for twenty years in the world of Gaowen's practice. He is known as the "Spiritual Gun Yama". He is the powerful practitioner whose high-wing cultivation level is closest to the realm of Dharma Ming. It is said that he has entered the country halfway. In the war between Gaowen and the Empire, Luosen is the nightmare of the border troops and the border cultivators who aided the Tang Dynasty!"

"At that time, the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty failed to fight in the west, and the army overthrew Fufengling in the western border. The Emperor of the Tang Dynasty led thousands of soldiers and cultivators to escape back to Jialing. The magic guns of Yan Luo were shot by one and pursued thousands of miles. Along the way, he strangled countless soldiers of the Tang Dynasty who were guarding the emperor. The cultivators of the Tang Dynasty almost blocked them in front of him! The originally mighty royal army and the arrogant emperor regarded him as a devil who had been seeking life. I am afraid that this was the first time that the Tang Dynasty had tasted such a terrible taste. However, the Tang Dynasty still had its tenaciousness. Even in the face of Luo Sen's pursuit, many people still fought to protect the emperor."

"Before and after, there were six practitioners in the empire who died in battle under Luo Sen's gun. This made Luo Sen's title of "Sharp Gun Yama" famous on the continent. However, it was also because of this battle. Luo Sen was too lonely and went deep into the army. Although he had many injuries, he was also seriously injured. Near the border of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, he realized that it was too late to walk into a urn!"

The old man wrapped in a cloak looked at his nose and his heart, and continued, "The four elders from the Kings Mountain arrived at this time and captured Luo Sen back to the prosperous Tang Dynasty. Later, Luo Sen was pierced through the pipa bone, picked up his hands and feet, broke the Qihai Dantian, and was imprisoned in the palace of the Kings. There is still no light of heaven!"

The old man laughed again, "As you said, the emperor of the prosperous Tang Dynasty did not want to kill Luo Sen. On the contrary, his escape career and the price he paid for the prosperous Tang Dynasty made him hate him to the core... But he could not kill him at all! Because I, Gao Wen, there were also captured people from the prosperous Tang Dynasty. If Luo Sen died, they would be buried together. This was a price that the emperors of the prosperous Tang Dynasty could not bear. The emperors of the prosperous Tang Dynasty knew more that there was no value among the high-patterned people they captured, which was comparable to Luo Sen! What's more, on our list of prisoners, there was the emperor's dear brother... Haha, so once Luo Sen died, the prosperous Tang Dynasty Empire would be stabbed heavily, hehe... In this world, no one can kill the "Spiritual Gun Yama" and the emperor of the prosperous Tang Dynasty was no exception."

"Rosen is still above the powerful practitioners of the Eastern Continent, famous all over the world. He is also a national hero of my Gaowen Kingdom. The feat of chasing the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty from one person to one shot and killing the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty is still on the mainland and has become the greatest shame of the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty! If we can rescue him successfully, it would be like slapping him hard in the face of the Tang Dynasty. The eldest prince's reputation will rise to an unparalleled height! Those important officials who despise you and are unstable will inevitably be impressed by the eldest prince because of Luosen's return. Then the subsequent heir to the throne can be said to be a final decision. In this way, even if Your Majesty looks at the third prince differently and prefers to cultivate it. Under the general trend and the intention of thousands of ministers, he will eventually have to set the balance! The final belonging of the throne will eventually fall on the person who deserves him the most."

Xia Yu nodded with joy in his eyes, and this joy was quickly suppressed by him, and he replied to calmness and coldness. "On the New Year's Day last year, the father distributed the joy of the year to every descendant of the royal family present. I was assigned to the fiefdom of Changde Mountain, a hundred-foot diamond and a gold chariot. I was originally secretly happy, but when the father rewarded his third brother who was only eighteen years old, he jumped over and said, "What's the use of money?"... Just this sentence,

It made me feel cold. If my father hadn't focused on his third brother and had the intention to succeed him, how could he say this? Unfortunately, I have always worked hard to govern, regarding cultivation, talent, and strategy, and not developing in the direction my father hopes most... But what is the result of all this? People say that father and son are deeply kind, but as his first son, I have taken him as an example in everything, but no matter how I can't really enter the depths of his heart! Why!"

Xia Yu's eyes burst out with a sparkling light, as if another person had changed, and his face showed a fanatical look. "I want to prove it to him personally that I am no worse than any descendants he gave birth to! I am the one whom everyone hopes for! As the prince of the Empire, I am better than anyone else! Sooner or later, he will admit it! He will feel guilty and regretful! And if he insists on not admitting all this, he is still like a noble emperor, thinking that he can control everything, then I can also let him know that as his son, I have the ability to abdicate from that unattainable position, and he can step down from the unattainable position!"

These words will not cause a terrible uproar among the few people in this wooden building!

The people in this room couldn't help but look hot when they heard this. No one would not be moved by power, and no one could reject the power that dominates the fate of millions of people. For those who have huge wealth, have a status that is respected by millions of people, and a large number of beauties who can vent their own desires. What else can be allowed to continue to pursue in front of those who have all this? Only power! The power that overtakes people and dominates the life and death fate of countless people! This is the ultimate pursuit that makes them fanatical. Under such a huge temptation, brothers, sisters, and even parents can abandon them and slaughter them!

And these people who followed him were willing to pay the price of their lives for him, just to see such a day come! So they were fanatical!

The room returned to silence. Xia Yu looked at the thin old man and said lightly, "Teacher, you are a powerful master. You once said that you saw that the bloodline of the royal family still exists in the east, so we paid the price of losing a Nan Kuwu. And Kebuyi, who had only one arm, came back and confirmed that Wu Zong, the rebellion of the Imperial Censorate, was dead, and everything was destroyed back then... But why, this time you saw this bloodline again, appearing in the capital of the prosperous Tang Dynasty?"

The thin old man coughed dryly and said weakly, "Since I entered the realm of a geography prophet, I can see through the things that cannot be seen in the world. That time I observed with the blood of your royal family, and the emperor's blood represented by the Purple Microstar did appear in that place. But the faint blood stain that is the same as you seemed to be covered with a shadow, which I couldn't tell. This time, because I was in the imperial capital, I watched with the eyes of the sky, and it was clear when I was close to it. I did see the light of the Purple Microstar's bloodline, falling into this Shengjing, but it was still blocked by a layer of clouds and mist, making me unable to see through where it was! It should be to avoid this kind of exploration, so I used some method... But if I were given some time, I should be able to keep the cloud open!"

"Then it will be a painstaking teacher." Xia Yu's expression gradually became cold. "If the imperial lineage was still alive today... it would be harmful but not beneficial to us, and it would only add variables."

"So so many years have passed, and the past has dispersed with the wind. If the remnants appear again, they will be buried and disappeared forever!"

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Chapter completed!