If You Can't Be a Son-in-law, You Have To Be Sanctified Chapter 310

  Chapter 310 The chessboard is cracked, how should I play chess?

  This memorial can't be called brilliant, but every single word pointed out that Da Fulong's crimes have been committed over the years. To the ears of many ministers and generals in the Taigan Hall, it was no less than a shocking thunder.

  Dafu's six ministers all lowered their heads, and even their breath became extremely light.

  Master Shoufu was caught in the cold and never went to court, Sheng Ruzhou stood in front of the civil servants, and behind him were all the ministers of the Taishu Pavilion.

  Su Houcang of the Great Kingdom did not go to court today, and Li Guanlong of the Shaozhu Kingdom was ordered by the emperor to reorganize the army under his command, and was about to take his generals to the Shenguan to defend.

   Even so, there were still dozens of generals in the temple looking at Lu Jing standing at the front with admiration in their eyes.

  Lu Jing was wearing a white jade Chihu court dress, his eyes were calm, like a pool of silent pool water, without the slightest wave.

   It was as if the melody on that notebook was not written by him.

  The Seventh Prince Yu Xuanlou and Duke Chu looked at each other.

  Because of Lu Jingfang's words, Yu Xuanlou's eyes, which were brewing anger in his heart, also became more sober.

  There was a smile hidden deep in his eyes...

  In any case, Dafulong is still one of the most powerful forces in Dafu. Taichonghai Taichonglongjun was already a well-known monk in the eighth realm as early as the last spiritual wave.

  Now, many years have passed, even though the two spiritual tide battles caused fluctuations in the cultivation of this long-established Unrivaled Heavenly Dragon, he is still one of the top powerhouses in Dafu.

  In addition, Taichonghai has a long history, and I don't know what kind of background it contains under the long years.

  Some people even guessed that there was more than one eight-level practitioner in the early days. In the Dragon King Dragon Palace, there were not many real dragons.

  Dafu The world's rivers, seas and even the dragon kings in the well all obey the orders of the Taichong Dragon Lord.

  But today, Lu Jing's memorial was directed at Taichong Longjun.

  In any case, Lu Jing, a young Duke of the state, has such a boldness that while the people in the court were greatly shocked, they were also somewhat puzzled.

   "What is Mr. Jing Guo going to do?"

"Although the Dafulong family is evil, it does have some great achievements. In addition, at the moment when the Northern Qin Dynasty is staring at it, if the Dafu Chaotang punishes Taichong Longjun, it is the crime of Dafulong... I'm afraid this big Subduing the world will inevitably set off a stormy sea."

   Some ministers thought so in their hearts.

  Among these ministers and generals in the court, there are many people who have seen Dafulong as domineering, but every time they think of this in the past, they just sigh in their hearts.

  In this world, there is not only good and evil, rewards and punishments. Some people do evil, but due to the situation in the world, they may not be punished.

  Everyone lives by the rules.

Yu Qixiang, who killed a dragon king, broke the rules. Even if she is the daughter of King Chong'an, even if the three prefectures of Chong'an guard the border, countless soldiers from the three prefectures of Chong'an throw their heads and blood, and even if King Chong'an has made great achievements in the early days, He also made a great sacrifice to Da Fu, but Yu Qixiang broke the rules, and Da Fulong, who was in the rules, also dared to liquidate Yu Qixiang.

  Later, Lu Jing Yuanshen came out of his body, entered the sea of ​​clouds with his sword, and carrying that mysterious thunderbolt, he smashed through a dragon palace under the reflection of the dragon-slaying platform...

  Ao Jiuyi, Dragon King of the East China Sea, and Feng Zhuhe, Dragon King of the West Sea, hurried to Beijing, intending to ask Lu Jing in the court.

   But Xiyunhai Xiyun Dragon King made the first move, and Lu Jing had the authority to enforce the law, and he also had the feat of commanding the wind and the rain.

   What's more important is that Shengjun never questioned Lu Jing, which means that Lu Jing has the upper hand in various rules.

  Feng Zhuhe and Ao Jiuyi had no choice but to leave Xuandu.

  But I never thought that after a month, Lu Jing, who was wearing the white jade chihu court uniform for the first time, handed over such a memorial, which shocked the civil and military of the whole court...

  The hall fell into a brief silence.

  Just at this time, at the end of the long palace road of Taigan Palace, a young man wearing silver armor and holding a golden halberd in both hands, with a cold face and a deep-sea torrent in his eyes slowly came.

  One of the guards in front of the hall saw the golden halberd change color. They first saluted the young man, and soon a guard came to the front of the hall, and said loudly: "General Yu Dongshen, General Yu Dongshen, comes to the hall."

  The ministers of the DPRK and China still held the jade wat and said nothing.

  But the way they looked at the palace and the earth was changing silently.

  Yu Xuanlou glanced sideways at Lu Jing, but saw that Lu Jing's expression remained unchanged at this time.

  Emperor Chongtian on the throne glanced at Lu Jing with great interest, then looked outside the palace, and nodded slowly: "Call!"

   "The holy king summoned the halberd general Yu Dongshen into the temple!"

  The sound of swirling air flowed into the void.

  Shen Yu Dong, wearing silver armor and holding a halberd, walked into the palace.

The courtiers peeked at him, and saw a towering man with a resolute face holding his head upright, striding forward, walking all the way, until he was on par with the Seventh Prince, Sheng Ruzhou, Chu Guogong, and Jing Guoping, and then bowed to him. The holy king salutes.

   "Minister...Chong'an Yu Dongshen has an audience."

   Yu Dongshen's voice was loud.

  When Emperor Chongtian saw Yu Dongshen, he stood up for the first time, walked down the jade steps, and walked all the way to Yu Dongshen.

  He first took a careful look at Yu Dongshen.

   Then he lowered his head again and looked at the Heavenly Halberd in Yu Dongshen's hand.

  The golden light on the halberd became brighter and brighter as Emperor Chongtian lowered his eyes. Emperor Chongtian seemed a little moved, and stretched out his hand to touch the halberd.

  Until his hand was only one foot away from the Heavenly Halberd, Emperor Chongtian suddenly clenched his fist, sighed and turned around to walk up the jade steps.

"I still remember that when the Heavenly Halberd was first formed, your father and I rode horses up to Jiaoshen Mountain, and looked down at the clouds and mist under Jiaoshen Mountain, carrying the entire Taixuanjing, and even the entire Dafu into a raging fire. Like clouds all over the sky.

  The uncanny workmanship of heaven and earth cast this Heavenly Halberd.

  At that time, the Heavenly Halberd was not as powerful as it is now. I still have the Emperor's Throne Sword, and this Heavenly Halberd belongs to your father.

  However, he never thought that after decades of time, this Heavenly Halberd has become the ultimate in martial arts and profound weapons in the world. "

   "Just like your father, he climbed up step by step, from a pampered prince to a world-famous general, and from a playful boy to the world's martial arts leader."

  "The martial arts monks all over the world say that this halberd made King Chong'an, but I know very well that King Chong'an made this magical weapon."

   "If there is no King Chong'an, the Heavenly Halberd must not get lost in a great sun."

  Emperor Chongtian said many things for the first time.

   All the courtiers listened carefully.

  But the light on the halberd gradually faded, finally revealing the true face of this divine weapon.

  This magic soldier is golden in color, but there are many lines and reliefs on it, each line is faintly visible, just right.

  Especially on the two blades of the Celestial Halberd, there seemed to be many stars engraved on them. These stars revolved around a big sun, as if they contained unimaginable mysteries.

   "Holy Monarch, my father is seriously ill and unable to enter Xuandu to face the saint, so only the last general came with the Heavenly Halberd."

  Emperor Chongtian showed some worry on his calm face, he was silent for a long time, and then he looked at Yu Dongshen: "You come to Taixuanjing, can you ask for something?"

   "Holy King, the last general came to complain." Yu Dongshen lowered his head and said.

  The ministers in the court did not dare to breathe out.

  At this moment, Yu Dongshen was standing beside Lu Jing.

  The two Dafus and the young Tianjiao stood side by side, Jing Guogong was dressed in white, and Chong'an Wang Shizi was dressed in silver armor.

  The two never looked at each other from the beginning to the end, but all the civil and military officials in the court knew...Jing Guogong's pen was as sharp as a knife, and the son of King Chong'an carried out King Chong'an's halberd. Their goal...

   All belong to the genus of Dafulong, and all belong to Taichong Sea Taichong Dragon Lord!

   It was such a scene in the court hall.

On the banks of the Zhutai River where countless people in Taixuanjing seek their livelihoods, there is a storyteller in gray shirt with a calm face and a gentle smile on his mouth. The plaque of…

  The crowds coming and going for the morning market were immediately attracted.

boom!

  He patted the wood to wake up, and said: "Good and evil will be rewarded in the end. Let's say that Jing Guogong went to court and counted the evils of real dragons. Real dragons? Monsters?"

  Suddenly, the storyteller's desk was surrounded in a busy street.

  In the noisy morning market, the storyteller spoke with a straight voice, and every word and sentence could clearly fall into the hearts of the people around him.

   "It is said that the real dragon overwhelms the clouds and the sea, that the real dragon swallows the clouds and breathes out the fog, that the real dragon is as big as it is...

  It is also said that the real dragon eats people to fill their stomachs, makes a bed out of human bones, and uses human flesh and blood as pills.

   "Today there is Lord Jing Guo, who wears a white jade chi tiger court dress, ascends to the court hall, and delivers memorials. How can the real dragon's blood debt be washed away by the surging waves?"

The introduction was played, and many people listened attentively. The storyteller patted the wood again, talking about the blood sacrifices in Beiquehai and Xiyunhai, talking about the real dragons high above the East China Sea, South China Sea and even Taichong Sea, and talking about the Taoism in the middle of the river. Ying Xuanguang, the eldest prince of Taichonghai who was beheaded by Jing Guogong, and the nine blood sacrifice formations in Hezhong Dao.

   Anger spread in the hearts of these people.

  Someone asked loudly: "The storyteller, is this a Romance Essay?"

  The storyteller knocked on the table and said: "Today, the Duke of the Kingdom went to court for this purpose. How can it be essays?"

  A silent torrent is brewing in the hearts of many people.

  That Mr. Lu Jing was made the Duke of the State because of his achievements in commanding the wind and rain, and was loved by the people of Dafu.

   Today, he seems to want to plead for the people again, and liquidate those demon dragons who don't treat people as human beings.

  Among them, there are many young scholars who are full of enthusiasm. In the past, they were ignorant of world affairs, black and white in the world, and under the rule of Dafu, there was such a rebellious Dragon Palace.

  But when they heard the news about the storyteller, they wandered around the Imperial College, the several academies in Taixuanjing, and the spring-like library, inquiring about the news in private...

   It turns out that what the storyteller said is true.

  Mr. Lu Jing went up to the palace wearing the Duke's court attire, and took a hard copy of Dafulong Genus.

  The memorials written by Duke Guo are all circulated in Taixuanjing.

  Someone heard that the son of Prince Chong'an traveled thousands of miles to Xuandu just for the purpose of Dafulong, and this brought up another incident...

   It was the murder of the North Que Sea Dragon King.

  Bei Quehai did evil first, a girl full of blood like a young scholar in Taixuanjing entered the Dragon Palace, beheaded the Dragon King, but was chased and killed by the dragons all over the world.

   These things sound like ghosts and gods to many people, but the people in Xuandu can always empathize with them...

  Because in these stories, it is civilians like them who are slaughtered by the high and true dragons.

  Thus, these things spread throughout Taixuanjing within a few hours.

   Countless young scholars were furious and gathered in the Imperial College, Academy, and library.

  Someone recited Lu Jingyou's poem about slaying the real dragon where the real dragon was, and someone silently wrote three million flying sword lights, which made Zhou Tianchi cold.

  Countless people signed their names on the straw paper, and many people also participated. Some people bit their fingertips without knowing how to write their names, and replaced them with blood.

  In the places like Shulou, Academy, and Guozijian, there were many scholars who borrowed Long Yanzhi to write poems and paintings before, but in just one day, these poems and paintings about dragons were all burned.

  Tai Xuanjing... actually set off a wave of anti-dragon!

   And Taixuanjing is the center of Dafu, and the wave of Taixuanjing will soon evolve into a wave of the entire Dafu, and even affect the entire world.

  In the court hall, Shengjun finally took a very serious look at Lu Jing and Yu Dongshen.

  Regarding Lu Jing's memorial, and regarding Yu Dongshen's request, Shengjun ordered the Taishu Pavilion to issue an edict to let Taichonghai Taichong Longjun enter Xuandu immediately to accept the questioning.

   Also sent Taixuanjing Zhongxuanyiwei to thoroughly investigate Wufanghai to see if there is still a dragon pan formation.

  The thirty-six realms in the world, the five capital protection mansions, and the four independent cities also need to thoroughly investigate the areas under their jurisdiction...

  Jing Guogong wrote a letter, and Yu Dongshen sent a halberd into the Taigan Hall, which seemed to have opened a corner of the curtain.

   "Lu Jing didn't make any concessions, and even dared to rely on his status as a prince to sue Taichong Longjun. This matter has become more and more interesting."

  Yu Xuanlou was happy to see the success, his eyes burning.

  Li Wuhuang sat beside him, the pearls on her head collided with each other, making a crisp sound.

  Seeing Yuxuanlou happy, she felt a glimmer of hope in her heart.

   "No matter what the outcome of this matter is, there is absolutely no room for relaxation between Lu Jing and the Taichong Dragon Lord. One day, the Taichong Dragon Lord and other eight-level heavenly dragons will always vent their anger on behalf of the dragons in the world."

  Yu Xuanlou never thought that Taichong Longjun would be punished for this matter.

  In his heart, even if the holy king lowered the guilt, the Dafulong clan would pay the price, and the guilt would never be as high as Taichong Longjun.

  Now, when the spiritual tide has not yet begun, the Eighth Realm Heavenly Dragon...is too rare.

  At this moment, a black sky dragon from the Taichong Sea broke through the surface of the sea, rolling the storm with the dark clouds all over the sky, and there were streaks of red thunder constantly shining on his dragon soul that day.

  That is... Chunyang Thunder Tribulation.

  Where the pure sun thunder calamity passed, the turbulent power frightened all living beings.

   After a year, Taichong Hai Taichong Dragon Lord is going to Taixuanjing again.

   "Lu Jing..."

  A sharpness flashed in Taichong Longjun's eyes.

  He never dreamed that the stubborn young cultivator would overestimate his own strength, set up a chessboard by himself, and play chess against him.

   "If the pieces are too heavy and the board is cracked, how can you play chess?"

   Taichong Longjun thought to himself.

  (end of this chapter)

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