Xiuxian, I can travel to another world

Chapter 257 The Situation is Temporarily Stabilized (Bonus Chapter for 4000 Monthly Tickets! Please vote!)
Chaos spreads throughout the palace.

The Imperial Guards and the Inner Guards were wary of each other.

Furthermore, various experts have infiltrated the area, engaging in fierce battles for the supreme position of their respective allies.

There were no large-scale battles between two armies, but various small-scale skirmishes were almost ubiquitous throughout the imperial city.

This situation makes it easier for martial arts masters to reveal their skills.

"boom!"

A magnificent building that had stood for many years collapsed suddenly, and two figures flew out from it one after the other.

What is Mount Sumeru?

Ouyang Chengxuan, the leader of the Tianyi Sect, spoke in a leisurely voice:
"It can be as large as Mount Sumeru or as small as a mustard seed; its physical body has the ability to transform in countless ways, transcending the boundaries of heaven and earth."

"The senior has been confined to the inner palace for a hundred years. Although his skill is profound, he has long lost that martial will that transcends everything."

"Young man." The old man's steps were measured, seemingly slow, yet his movements were faster than Ouyang Chengxuan's.

"Everyone can talk the talk, but how many can walk the walk?"

"I have been sitting here for more than sixty years, and my martial will has long been connected with this world. In this palace, no one can rival me unless a human immortal appears."

"The Sect Master of the Heavenly Will Sect..."

"Same here!"

He clenched his fist and lightly slammed it down.

But in Ouyang Chengxuan's perception, it was as if the sky had collapsed, the earth had caved in, and the sun and moon had sunk, with boundless power encompassing all directions.

There is nowhere to hide, nowhere to avoid.

"Zheng!"

A melodious sword cry rang out.

A soft sword sprang from his waist, like a dragon emerging from the water, slashing out a sword beam that illuminated the entire palace.

Heavenly Will Sword Technique!

this moment.

Ouyang Chengxuan is the heavens, the master of this world, and even the flowing primordial energy of heaven and earth stagnates.

But the next moment.

"boom!"

The sword light shattered.

The so-called vast will of Heaven was utterly powerless before those skinny, bony fists.

"From the day I was born, I was immersed in all kinds of spiritual herbs. I started learning martial arts at the age of six and became a fourth-grade practitioner in a single day."

The old man moved slowly and his punches and kicks were sparse, but every move he made was like a majestic mountain in motion.

With boundless power bestowed upon him, he didn't need to do anything at all; he could simply sweep across and crush everything in his path.

"At seven years old, he advanced to the third rank; at thirteen, he became a first-rank grandmaster; and at sixteen, he opened the Divine Treasury and became a Martial Saint."

"For the next twenty years, I traveled incognito through the thirty-six states of the Great Qi, where I witnessed countless outstanding talents. After returning to the palace, I advanced to the Vajra realm and was listed as one of the seven princes who could inherit the throne that year."

"I have no interest in the throne; I only seek the Great Dao."

"At sixty, one will become Mount Sumeru!"

"For more than a hundred years thereafter, I spent most of my time in this palace. People say I am mediocre, but have they ever thought that I was once a man who could laugh at the world?"

He was young once too!

He has witnessed the world's greatest talents and has stood alongside several others at the pinnacle of martial arts, though his fame remains obscure.

strength,

There is absolutely no room for faking it!

The old man stretched out one hand, his five fingers slightly curled inward, and Ouyang Chengxuan's body was thus imprisoned.

The other hand clenched into a fist and slammed down.

"boom!"

A house collapsed.

Ouyang Chengxuan shrank to the size of a fist in an instant, and rolled away to escape from the force of the punch.

It is different from bone-shrinking exercises.

Ouyang Chengxuan's entire body was proportionally shrunk to the size of a fist, and his internal organs and bones were also shrunk.

It's like the legendary divine intervention.

Moreover, although his body shrank, his strength did not weaken; on the contrary, it became more concentrated, which allowed him to break through the fist's force and escape.

"Sumi Mustard Seed?"

The old man was taken aback, his face showing astonishment:

"You actually did it."

“Not bad.” Ouyang Chengxuan’s body swayed, and he transformed into a height of three zhang, as if he were about to break through this world.

It's not just height and body shape that have changed.

And there is power.

A power far exceeding that of ordinary Sumeru Realm cultivators erupted from the giant and flowed into the relatively small soft sword.

Suddenly, countless sword beams blazed brightly.

"hiss……"

"Bah!"

The hard ground was cut with cracks, and only the old man's location remained unscathed within a radius of a hundred feet.

Ouyang Chengxuan's eyes narrowed.

"Ever-changing?"

"Yes." The old man nodded.

Sometime during the night, his body was covered with scales that resembled fish scales, blocking the incoming sword light.

"A mustard seed contains Mount Sumeru, yet it can be transformed in countless ways."

"Take a look at my Flying Dragon Transformation and see what you think."

As he spoke, his figure swayed, like a divine dragon suspended in the sky, opening its mouth to bite down on Ouyang Chengxuan.

The dragon's might was overwhelming.

Half of the imperial guards and palace guards were terrified, and even the Divine Martial Saint was no exception.

"Peng!"

Ouyang Chengxuan's body shattered, and he reappeared more than a mile away, his face pale and his body trembling.

"A mirage?" The old man was taken aback, then nodded in a daze.

"I forgot that the Heavenly Will Sect has such a secret technique. It is truly remarkable that they can create such a fake that it is indistinguishable from the real thing."

That old monster...

Ouyang Chengxuan's face was gloomy.

Before coming, he thought the other party would be difficult to deal with, but he did not expect them to be so troublesome that he had no chance of winning at all.

Good thing...

This old monster is too old and his reactions are a bit slow. His consciousness is sometimes clear and sometimes blurry. Otherwise, I'm afraid I wouldn't even have a chance to escape today.

…………

the other side.

The battle of wits between Xuan Chengzi and Master Yi Xing continued.

Unlike Ouyang Chengxuan and the old monster of the royal family, their battle focused more on the will of martial arts.

The physical body that absorbs the divine soul condenses the martial will, and after advancing to the Sumeru Realm, it can take on a tangible form.

In the perception of tens of thousands of people below, there were two 'divine beings' standing in the void, gazing at each other.

A golden Buddha statue.

A Taoist priest standing on a tortoise and a snake.

The invisible martial arts intents collided in mid-air, and within the Buddha's sight, the dark clouds dissipated and lightning flashed and thunder roared.

It was as if a compass was spinning around the Taoist, with wind, rain, thunder, and lightning changing, and a long sword carrying boundless power slashing out from time to time.

Sumeru!

The battle between two powerful cultivators at the edge of the palace also put the nearby imperial guards on high alert.

Tens of thousands of troops gathered here in case of unforeseen circumstances.

Until… “Clang!”

"when……"

The melodious chimes rang out, nine times in a row.

"The Emperor passed away!"

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"By the Mandate of Heaven, the Emperor decrees:"

"I have been appointed by Heaven to rule the world, and I have worked diligently day and night... Now I feel physically weak and mentally exhausted. Considering the long-term stability of the nation and the well-being of the people, I hereby announce to the world: I have chosen my nineteenth son, Wenlin, as the crown prince to inherit the throne."

"make!"

"The Seventh Princess Qi Wanyan is virtuous and wise, and has been practicing filial piety and brotherly love since childhood. She is well-versed in the classics and history and is knowledgeable in the way of governing the country. I have personally examined her and found that she is capable of shouldering the heavy responsibility of managing state affairs and assisting Wenlin in continuing the prosperous era of our dynasty."

"Then, in accordance with the established regulations and wearing of formal attire, a public announcement should be made both domestically and internationally so that everyone may know."

Emperor Chong'an decreed that his nineteenth son, Qi Wenlin, would ascend the throne, and his seventh daughter, Qi Wanyan, would be appointed as the Duke of the State.

For a while.

The imperial court was shocked.

What is this going to do?
The Crown Prince is imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison and has not yet been convicted, the Third Prince holds sole military power in the field, and the throne has been given to the Nineteenth Prince.

and……

The Seventh Princess, Qi Wanyan, was made a nun but not detached from worldly affairs, yet now she has been granted the title of Duke of the State to assist the Nineteenth Prince.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see it.

Although Emperor Chong'an is dead, the struggle for the throne has only just begun and is far from over.

There are other rumors.

Duke Qi Wanyan, the Assistant State Duke, intended to marry the son of Prime Minister Zhang.

Or,

Zhang Xiang's son married into the royal family.

…………

Since the Seventh Princess Qi Wanyan was granted the title of Duke of the State and assisted the new emperor in handling state affairs, the status of Baiyun Temple, where she once stayed, has also risen accordingly.

Visitors came in droves.

Even before Emperor Chong'an was buried, many people were already planning to switch allegiances.

However, Abbot Ju of Baiyun Temple dislikes noise, so the temple gates are tightly closed, prohibiting outsiders from visiting.

The invitations were stacked up to be taller than a person, but very few people were actually invited to enter the Taoist temple.

"Taoist Master."

Now that Qi Wanyan is naturally unable to return, Li Ningxue, as her personal maid, has come in her place.

"These are the things the princess promised you: the Ten Thousand Swords Chaotic Heart Technique from the Liu family of Western Shu and the Tathagata Heart Mantra from the Great Compassion Temple."

Two thin booklets were placed on the table.

A satisfied smile appeared on Zhu Ju's face. After flipping through the book, he closed his eyes and spoke slowly after a long while:
"Fake!"

"Fake?" Li Ningxue was taken aback and quickly said:
"impossible!"

“I personally witnessed these two techniques being delivered from the Liu family of Western Shu and the Dabei Temple, and I even made a copy which was placed in the Imperial Armory. The princess had no intention of deceiving the Taoist priest, and besides, it would be meaningless.”

Advanced martial arts techniques are extremely rare for others, but they are nothing special for the royal family.

Would they offend a Vajra Martial Saint for these things?
not worth it!

Moreover, this is not in line with the character of the Duke of Fuguo.

"I didn't say Qi Wanyan deceived me, but rather that these two cultivation techniques themselves are flawed." Zhu Ju shook his head.
"They cannot open the divine treasure."

As an expert in this field, he possesses absolute authority, and both of these techniques are lacking in certain aspects.

“This…” Li Ningxue frowned:

"In the last hundred years, neither the Liu family nor the Dabei Temple has produced anyone who has become a Martial Saint by practicing these two techniques."

"Could it be..."

"They didn't know the cultivation technique was fake either?"

Nowadays, deceiving Qi Wanyan is tantamount to committing the crime of deceiving the emperor, and not many people have the guts to do so.

The key is.

Qi Wanyan only needs to unlock the secrets of the Divine Treasury; she doesn't need the cultivation methods after becoming a Martial Saint, so her requirements aren't too high.

For most martial arts families and sects, the key to inheritance lies in the cultivation after becoming a Martial Saint.

There is no need to commit the crime of deceiving the emperor because of this.

"Maybe."

Zhu Ju remained noncommittal.

"Dabei Temple may not know that the Tathagata's mantra is fake, but the Liu family of Western Shu definitely does."

"Ten Thousand Swords Chaotic Heart Technique..."

"You haven't seen this martial art yet, have you?"

"Without Your Highness's or the Daoist's permission, this servant dares not," Li Ningxue hurriedly shook her head.

"Take a look." Zhu Ju tossed over a booklet:
Does this look familiar?

Ok?
Li Ningxue took the book with a suspicious look, and after flipping through a few pages, her expression changed slightly, and her eyes flickered back and forth.

"The Heavenly Will Technique?"

"This is the Heavenly Will Sword Technique of the Heavenly Will Sect!"

As the Holy Maiden of the Heavenly Will Sect, although she did not cultivate the Heavenly Will Sword Technique, she knew its secrets.

It's naturally easy to recognize at a glance.

"It seems plausible, but it's not." Zhu Ju shook his head.
"This technique is at best a flawed version of the Heavenly Will Sword Art. Perhaps the Liu family has some connection with your Heavenly Will Sect."

"I've heard that the leader of the Heavenly Will Sect likes to travel the world under a different identity. Perhaps the ancestor of the Liu family in Western Shu was the leader of the Heavenly Will Sect in that generation."

“This…” Li Ningxue’s beautiful eyes darted around, and she had to admit that Zhu Ju’s words made a lot of sense:

"So, does that mean the princess hasn't fulfilled any of the promises she made to the Taoist priest?"

"Such methods are hard to find, I foresaw this long ago. You only need to tell the Duke of Fuguo the whole story." Zhu Ju remained unmoved.

"If you really can't find one, you can use other methods instead. I am also very interested in the cultivation method that Eunuch Qu practices."

Eunuch Qu's speed and agility are astonishing; the divine treasure he opened must be a heroic spirit.

Heroic spirit!

The third soul that Zhu Ju planned to connect with was the Ying Po, which was mainly about speed. Naturally, the more of this kind of technique, the better.

"Yes."

Li Ningxue agreed, and then said:

"There are a few other minor matters."

"Jiao Ru, the Pig of the Sea, who fled a few months ago due to his involvement in the Crown Prince's rebellion, has returned to the capital and is still one of the Twelve Bad Marshals."

"Wang Yutang, the heir apparent of the Marquis of Jinghai, is dead..."

"The young master of the Wu family has made quite a splash this time; he'll probably receive a lot of rewards."

"..."

Zhu Ju's eyes held a complex expression.

Qi Wanyan has a good relationship with the Crown Prince. Although she will not exonerate the Crown Prince, those who were affected in the past will definitely be able to return.

It's perfectly normal for those born in the Year of the Pig to return to Beijing.

Wang Yutang...

Actually died?

This person was a promising martial arts master whom he had his eye on, and had even appeared as a mysterious figure to give him guidance.

pity.

Wang Yutang was so infatuated with Qi Wanyan that he also appeared at the palace that night and died in the chaos of battle.

Those simps deserve a terrible death!
Qi Wanyan probably didn't take him seriously at all.

"in addition."

Li Ningxue said:

"Taoist priest, you can go to the Imperial Workshop and find craftsman Lu Gong. He can help you forge extraordinary treasures."

(End of this chapter)