Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty-Eight Theory of National Luck, the Blood of Dragon Turtle
Capital, imperial palace.
In the imperial garden, flowers compete for fragrance and the fragrance wafts.
Petals float in the pool, and colorful carp wander in the water.
There is a middle-aged man standing next to him.
This man is about fifty years old, wearing light yellow clothes, embroidered with a golden dragon, coiled around his body. He has a majestic appearance, standing with his hands behind his back, and has a sense of awesome power. This is the power to control the world and control a country.
Behind him, Wang Shuke was still wearing white clothes, with a cuckold on his head, and asked, "Emperor, is it inappropriate to let the Yuhua Zhenjun succeed to the position of the Imperial Heavenly Prison? If this person is not good-natured and wants to go against the heavens, wouldn't it be..."
The emperor of the Great Holy Dynasty stood with his hands behind his back and said lightly: "If he is willing to give up his throne, what if he gives up on his throne?"
Wang Shuke was stunned.
The Emperor of the Great Deity Holy Dynasty said slowly: "According to the classics, a thousand years ago, the founding ancestor of the Great Deity Holy Dynasty was a man of Taoism and even descendants of the dragon clan, so... I am the true dragon emperor."
He stood with his hands behind his back, walked slowly on the pond, and said, "In the past, my ancestors established their country, and their cultivation was scattered. With the national fortune, they spread into hundreds of millions of people, fell into countless creatures in the Holy Dynasties, and penetrated into the mountains and rivers of thousands of miles. How many people were there in the Holy Dynasties of Great Deity? Adding birds, beasts, ants, insects, and even flowers, plants and trees, are all considered to be the creatures in the country. How many people should there be after their number is gathered? How many inches of land receive such fertile energy? "
"Although the ancestors had a deep cultivation, they had all their cultivation and fell on many subjects. What could they do if they fell on the land? They could only make hundreds of millions of subjects feel a little healthy, but it was only a very subtle point. The land is said to be a little fertile, but in fact no one can tell whether the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are really fertile."
The Great Deity Holy Dynasty came to the pavilion and sat on a stone chair. He said, "Even if the immortals are descending to the realm, if a body of immortal magic power is dispersed into the bodies of billions of creatures, there will be no obvious effect. At most, many creatures in the Great Deity Holy Dynasty will become slightly healthy and stronger."
After a pause, the emperor sneered: "I am a person with a good foundation and a very talented person in cultivation. I also practiced in the past, but I gained nothing."
Wang Shuke was stunned for a while when he heard these secrets.
The emperor said, "What kind of person is Yuan Shoufeng? He only sits above the position of the national teacher. He is affected by the national fortune and will be entangled in this life. If he sits in my position, even if you are an immortal, you will have to disperse all your magic powers and disperse them among countless creatures in the country."
Wang Shuke was shocked and thought to himself, it turned out that this was the emperor's reliance on being fearless and not afraid of usurping the throne.
With this conspiracy, Wang Shuke also pinched his own idea of usurping the throne in the bud. Anyway, his roots had been broken under his crotch. Even if he received the throne in the future, he would have no descendants to pass on. Why bother to harm him?
After thinking for a moment, Wang Shuke said again: "This Yuhua Zhenjun is rebellious, with a higher eye than the top, fierce and arrogant, he is arrogant, he never takes anyone seriously, nor does he take the whole world seriously, and he may not give face to the court. The position of the Imperial Heavenly Principal is only a hundred years old after all, and he is bound by luck. He has extremely fast cultivation and is expected to become an immortal. Ninety percent of the Imperial Heavenly Principal is unwilling to take over the position of the Imperial Heavenly Principal."
When the emperor heard this, he was silent for a moment. He said, "It is reasonable to hear that this person's cultivation is unprecedented and he is a little arrogant and refuses to be bound by the position of the national teacher. Well, if he really doesn't want to, he will take a step back and let Mr. Sikong succeed to the throne. In fact, Mr. Sikong is not bad either, but he is not yet at the peak of the dragon and tiger. I am afraid that it will be difficult to suppress many people who practice Taoism in the war between these two countries."
Wang Shuke asked, "Why do you want to make a move and let him do something for the court?"
The emperor shook his head and said, "No, if he does not want to succeed to the position of the national teacher, let him go. As for the so-called "work, don't use people randomly to avoid annoying him. It's a turbulent moment. If he annoys a real person from Longhu, it's really not good."
Wang Shuke nodded slightly and then left.
The emperor's eyes were slightly condensed and he said to himself: "This Wang Shuke is really displeasing..."
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Wang Shuke left the palace and said to the subordinate of the Bagui Gong, "Call all the mad dogs in the Bagui Gong and wait at my residence."
The eunuch, who was also in white and cuckold, took the order and left.
Wang Shuke walked quickly towards the Imperial Heavenly Prison, but he did not enter the Imperial Heavenly Prison, but disappeared near the Imperial Heavenly Prison, and he didn't know where he went. After a while, when Wang Shuke came out again, there were already ten more bottles in his hand, and the green blood was contained in it.
Wang Shuke put ten green blood bottles in his arms and rushed back to his house.
Eighteen people gathered here.
Wang Shuke looked at the eighteen eunuchs, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the light flashed in his eyes.
These eighteen eunuchs have taken green blood. Although they are the residues after taking them, they are already spiritual medicine for ordinary people. These eunuchs have taken a few drops of green blood left on porcelain bottles, and their martial arts practice is almost as good as this.
But today, it's time to take it back.
He looked up.
The sun has reached the west and is about to be blocked by the western mountain.
The sun is about to fall into the water and the sky is dark.
That night, the Eight Dog Pavilion was destroyed.
Wang Shuke, the leader of the Eight Dog Pavilion, killed all the eighteen capable subordinates who had cultivated their internal strength and sucked the blood dry.
Then, a brothel in the capital was in chaos, and a middle-aged woman died naked on the bed.
It is reported that the middle-aged woman is the birth mother of Wang Shuke.
Late at night, many forces in the capital received a message.
The leader of the Bagui Pavilion, Wang Shuke, was unknown and disappeared mysteriously.
...
That night.
Mr. Sikong held the seal and passed through the nine-level gate, and came to the Golden Dragon in the Vacuum Flame Path.
"In the past two years, I have always felt that there was something strange about the Nine-Level Gate. Today I realized that Wang Shuke has repeatedly passed through the Nine-Level Gate and came to see you."
Mr. Sikong said slowly: "Who is he?"
The golden dragon of Daodu opened his eyes slightly, the dragon's beard fluttered, his voice was low, and he smiled and said, "It turned out to be a human, but now it is no longer a human."
Mr. Sikong continued to ask, "What is the green blood in those bottles?"
Daodu Golden Dragon said calmly: "The green blood comes from a turtle with the blood of the dragon clan."
Mr. Sikong was silent for a moment before saying, "Every word you always hides secrets, not clear, it seems that you don't want to say it clearly. Well, I don't ask you, but I should give Qin Xianyu an explanation about Wang Shuke."
"As long as he comes back alive, there will be an explanation." Daodu Jinlong said in a deep voice: "Wang Shuke was just an optional thing, but he was valued by that guy. He borrowed this dragon to transfer things and gave him a fortune. If he really wanted to discuss it with Qin Xianyu, Wang Shuke could throw away this little thing at will. What is it?"
Mr. Sikong rubbed his head and said, "My cultivation is low and I am just the position of deputy chief of the Imperial Heaven Supervision. I have no intention of exploring what you have to do, but it is better to be more sane. Now that Yuan Shoufeng has come out of his position, I am worried."
Daodu Golden Dragon nodded.
Mr. Sikong turned around and left. Before leaving, he suddenly smiled bitterly and said, "Zhou Zhuan Chu is very suspicious. Why did you choose Wang Shuke, which is not something, and gave him a fortune?"
Daodu Golden Dragon laughed, and with the dragon power, it seemed strange.
"It was not me who chose Wang Shuke, but the dragon turtle."
Chapter completed!