Reborn Tianlong: I practice martial arts for immortality

Now, he can only rely on the luck gathered by the imperial seal to lock his own realm from falling and absorb the luck and spiritual energy gathered in it for cultivation.

This is the foundation of his strength, and the imperial seal has been passed down for more than a thousand years and has long been recognized by the world. Even if the country is destroyed or the dynasty changes, as long as the seal is still a sacred object inherited by the country, it can absorb luck.

This was discovered after decades of research. Even if the jade seal inherited from the outside world is fake, it is still useful as a token of inheritance. This imperial jade seal has been nurtured by the country's fortune for more than a thousand years and has become quite effective.

Xiaoyaozi smiled helplessly. He didn't care about Zhao Kuangyin's defense. Anyone would do the same.

If Zhao Kuangyin was not as strong as him, he would have robbed it directly, but now the method of robbery obviously would not work.

"Fellow Daoist, you don't need to be so defensive." Xiaoyaozi said, "I'm leaving now. Ideas are just ideas after all. Only practice can reveal whether they are feasible. I don't have much time left."

"That's good. Now that the dragon vein of national destiny is showing signs of revival, and the people are thinking of the Song Dynasty, I think the outside world is entering a period of chaos. It's time for me to go out and rebuild the old country."

After Zhao Kuangyin finished speaking, he asked, "What realm was Murong Longcheng in when you came in?"

"The essence, energy, and spirit have shown a trend of harmony and unity, and are about to break through to the heavenly realm. I think he has already broken through now. Even with his immense willpower, his realm has stabilized."

When Xiaoyaozi said this, he had some thoughts in his mind, but he didn't show any of them on his face.

"Heavenly man?" Zhao Kuangyin tightened the jade seal in his hand, thinking that he should be able to deal with it.

But the Xiaoyaozi next to him is a problem. More than a hundred years ago, he was persuaded by me to choose the Song Dynasty.

But now he has something he covets in his hands. It would be bad if he joins forces with Murong Longcheng. Zhao Kuangyin is a little worried.

Chapter 417 Murong Fu ascends the throne?

In Bianliang City, Murong Longcheng's remains had just been buried, and Murong Fu's dantian injury had not yet recovered.

But time waits for no one. Under Wang Yuyan's urgent preparation, Murong Fu dragged his sick body to hold the succession ceremony as he wished.

Although this succession ceremony was led by Wang Yuyan, it was also what Murong Fu wanted in his heart, so despite dragging his seriously injured body, Murong Fu was still happy to do it.

If he continues to struggle, his body will be completely exhausted.

Jiang Weichen threw a stone directly through his dantian, and he lost his power. Now he relies on his warrior's physique which is stronger than that of ordinary people to support himself.

But his dantian was pierced, which was a serious injury and required rest. But now he couldn't wait to experience the feeling of being an emperor.

In the east of Bianliang City, a magnificent platform tens of meters high, built by tens of thousands of craftsmen working day and night for three consecutive days, stands tall.

The sunlight shines on this high platform, reflecting a dazzling light.

With the support of Xiao Yuanshan, Murong Fu slowly stepped onto the platform with a slightly staggering step.

It was said to be support, but in fact Xiao Yuanshan was using his true energy to lift him up slowly step by step.

His face turned slightly paler with every step he took, and the severe pain in his chest made every step he took extremely difficult.

When Murong Fu, despite the pain, climbed onto the high platform, he saw the Minister of Rites standing beside him with a solemn expression. After taking a deep breath, he shouted loudly, "Kneel to the sky!"

The sound was like a huge bell, resounding throughout the entire venue.

Murong Fu knelt down respectfully towards the sky.

Following the order of the Minister of Rites, "Bow once!" "Bow twice!" "Bow three times!"

Murong Fu kowtowed again and again and then stood up again, showing his piety.

Finally, at the loud shout of "Get up!" from the Minister of Rites, Murong Fu stood up with difficulty.

But then, the Minister of Rites shouted again: "Kneel down!"

Murong Fu's face turned pale as he knelt again, blood seeping out of his clothes from the wound on his chest.

But even so, he still gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and continued to kneel according to etiquette. This had been his long-standing obsession.

Although Dayan has been restored, the Murong family has completed its mission.

But the ultimate goal of restoring the country is the throne. Now, as long as he successfully completes this ceremony, he will be able to ascend the coveted throne.

"Bow!" "Bow again!" "Bow three times!" Under the command of the Minister of Rites, Murong Fu completed three more kowtows with great difficulty.

The Minister of Rites shouted again, "Kneel three times..."

Murong Fu's face turned pale, wondering why it was so troublesome. As if in response to his thoughts, before the Minister of Rites could finish his words, Xiao Yuanshan, who had been standing quietly beside him, suddenly exploded without any warning.

His figure instantly appeared in front of the Minister of Rites, and before he could react, he was kicked off the platform.

The sudden change caught everyone off guard and stunned everyone. For a moment, the scene was completely silent.

Murong Fu clutched his chest, staggering unsteadily. He stared at Xiao Yuanshan with astonishment and anger, shouting, "Xiao Yuanshan, what are you doing? This is my coronation ceremony. How can you be so presumptuous? Do you have any sense of propriety?"

"Cough... cough..." The angry shouts directly affected his injuries, and he started coughing violently after he finished speaking.

After three kneelings and nine kowtows, he truly became the emperor, but was interrupted by Xiao Yuanshan.

"Rules? Do you think I should follow the rules of your Murong family?" Xiao Yuanshan asked loudly.

His face was ferocious and everyone could see the hatred on it.

Under the platform, Wang Yuyan was holding her son, her beautiful eyes fixed on the platform. When she saw Xiao Yuanshan suddenly explode and attack, her heart couldn't help but skip a beat.

Without hesitation, he handed his son to A-Bi beside him and asked in surprise, "Xiao Yuanshan, you weren't converted?"

“The compassion of Buddhism is truly remarkable, but that bastard Murong Longcheng is dead.

I am not a bald donkey like Xuan Ji. Although I practice Shaolin Kung Fu, I do not delve into Buddhism. How can the state of mind of compassion control me for a long time?

You want me to continue being your Murong family's dog? You are wishful thinking."

"How could he get rid of the influence so quickly?" Wang Yuyan suddenly felt unwell.

This group of converted masters are her help in stabilizing the situation, but if they all get rid of their influence, won’t the help turn into resistance and her subordinates turn into enemies?

She was confident that she could break through before they got rid of the influence and then suppress them with force, but how could it be so fast?

Looking at the masters like Xuan Ji not far away, Wang Yuyan didn't know their condition either.

Although they still obey orders, Xiao Yuanshan did the same before he went up to the platform. Who knows if they are in disguise.

Wang Yuyan was shocked and confused. The sudden change made her original ambition seem out of reach.

Wang Yuyan looked at the other masters who had been converted, and after some thought, she said, "Xiao Yuanshan, since you have broken free from his influence and are unwilling to serve Great Yan, then you may leave."

"Hahaha... let's go? The Crown Princess is really generous! She actually let a troublemaker like me go during such a grand ceremony."

"I, Wang Yuyan, am not an unreasonable person. You were forced to do this before, so your behavior this time is understandable.

I, Wang Yuyan, hereby promise that from now on, no matter who breaks free from my influence and is unwilling to continue serving my Great Yan, I will let them leave."

Wang Yuyan wished Xiao Yuanshan would die at this moment, but her attitude towards Xiao Yuanshan affected the choices of others.

"What a 'sensible' Crown Princess." Xiao Yuanshan said sarcastically.

Pointing at the Grandmaster Xuan Ji and other enlightened masters and the civil and military officials below the stage, he said, "Wang Yuyan, if you really don't want to enslave us, why don't you let them leave as well?"

"They are all willing to serve Dayan now. If I let them leave, wouldn't that chill their hearts?"

Wang Yuyan looked at the crowd and said, "If you don't want to continue serving Great Yan, it won't be too late to leave then, and I will compensate you.

I hereby promise again today that warriors will serve Dayan from now on, and Dayan will provide resources for training.

Ordinary officials serving in Great Yan will also receive a substantial salary."

"Wang Yuyan, you're really quite resourceful and your words are watertight. You're trying to use my story as an example for others, using money and salaries to lure and compensate them, so that once they recover, they won't be so hostile to your Murong family."

Wang Yuyan's purpose was exposed, but her expression remained unchanged. This was an open conspiracy, an open conspiracy to resolve hatred.

Murong Longcheng was trying to convert people, and he did not kill their relatives or friends. There was no irreconcilable life-and-death feud.

There are too many people to be converted. Although this move cannot make everyone indifferent, as long as most of them do not care about being converted for the sake of cultivation resources and money, then her goal will be achieved.

As long as she could dispel the hatred, she could win over some people by offering them cultivation resources and money.

However, Dayan’s treasury now has plenty of cultivation resources and money, and it can no longer hold them all.

If we can win over some people by spending this money, as long as we stabilize the situation, we will not have to worry about not being able to collect resources in the future.

Ps: I have something to do tonight, so I’ll write one chapter first and make up for it tomorrow!

Chapter 418 Murong Fu's Death (Two Chapters in One)

"Wang Yuyan, your plan is a good one, but it's a pity that your Murong family has no future."

After saying that, Xiao Yuanshan looked at Murong Fu beside him with murderous eyes.

Murong Fu took a few steps back and said in shock, "Xiao Yuanshan, don't do anything rash, or you know the consequences."

"Consequences?" Xiao Yuanshan grabbed Murong Fu's neck with his right hand in a pincer-like motion and angrily said, "Your father Murong Bo killed my wife, and your ancestor Murong Longcheng killed my only son.

Your Murong family destroyed my family and now I have nothing. Do you think I still care about the consequences?"

Murong Fu was being strangled but unable to break free. He slapped his hands twice and said quickly, "It wasn't me who killed your wife and children. It was my father and ancestors. They are already dead."

"It's definitely not you. I originally didn't intend to pursue the matter after killing Murong Bo. But more than three months ago, Murong Longcheng killed my son at Yanmen Pass.

It's a shame that I was indifferent to the news at the time. Murong Longcheng made me have no descendants, so how can he have descendants?

"Everyone in your Murong family should be buried with my wife and children. You, Murong Fu, want to be the emperor, so I will kill you just when you are about to get it."

As Xiao Yuanshan spoke, he pinched Murong Fu's neck and came to the edge of the platform.

In the audience, Wang Yuyan screamed, "Xiao Yuanshan, if you dare to hurt my husband, I will make sure you die without a burial place."

Wang Yuyan felt a little regretful at this time. She shouldn't have let Xiao Yuanshan accompany her.

On the platform of the coronation ceremony, apart from the person presiding over the ceremony, there could only be the protagonist Murong Fu.

However, Murong Fu was still seriously injured and she was a female relative, so it was not convenient for her to accompany him. Therefore, she could only ask a master to help her with the help of true Qi so that she could climb onto the platform without being affected.

She originally thought that Xiao Yuanshan had only been converted recently and it was impossible for him to be free from the influence so quickly, so she let him go up without worry.

But now this unexpected change has happened. It turns out that I don’t understand the Grand Master’s methods well enough.

Xiao Yuanshan's face was extremely cold, and he looked at Wang Yuyan in the audience with hatred, "A twenty-one or twenty-two-year-old mid-stage Grandmaster, he is extremely talented, and my son is also very talented.

It's a pity that Murong Longcheng didn't give him time, and today I won't give you time to grow."

Wang Yuyan looked at Xiao Yuanshan's condition and Murong Fu hanging on the edge of the platform and shouted, "Come here, surround the platform."

As soon as the voice fell, twelve masters took turns standing on four sides, and the imperial guards surrounded the platform layer by layer.

"Xiao Yuanshan, I advise you to think carefully before you act. You are only at the late stage of Grandmaster, and two fists cannot defeat four hands.