I Am a Corpse Collector In the World of Cultivating Immortals

  Chapter 123 Loyalty, Proclaiming Emperor

  The night before the city was broken.

   "Thinking back to the time of the Taizu, I and my classmates took the exams, palace exams, and won the rankings. These things seem to have happened yesterday."

  In a room in a certain house, a voice sounded, a little old and full of nostalgia.

   "Don't say that there are some and nothing. The old age is old, and there is no regret in the past. What we are looking at is the present. Now that King Qi is about to break the city, how should we face the current situation."

  Another voice spoke.

   "Qi is not destroyed, and the temples are in autumn, this life is unpredictable.

   Naturally, I will live and die with the Holy One, and I will not live with the King of Qi. "

  The first person to speak is the newly appointed Taiwei, who holds absolute power, the Great Immortal Officer.

  He made an impassioned speech, and when he got to the depths, he couldn't help crying, his eyes were red and swollen.

   "My sage favored me so that I could display my ambitions. Now that the king of Qi is plotting chaos, I am a royal doctor. How can I surrender to the enemy and steal my life? I should live and die with my sage, even though I die without regret."

  The second voice is naturally one of the three lords today, Dr. Yu Shi.

  They are both classmates and officials of the same level, so of course they have a lot to talk about.

   Now that the country is about to collapse, they have a premonition that this will be the last time they meet, and they know everything without saying anything.

   He reprimanded the king of Qi, and all of them will die for the country with their own lives, to repay the grace of the sage, and to show their loyalty.

   "Wang Xiang, after drinking this cup, I hope that in the afterlife, the three of you and I can still drink together!"

  Big Xia’s current three princes are gathered in the same room, and the third person is Wang Xiang!

   Wang Xiang didn't say a word, but his expression was very heavy.

   That night, after the three of them dispersed.

  Xin Taiwei ran outside the city overnight, surrendered to King Qi, and expressed his loyalty.

  The next day, when the city was broken, Li Cheng, the censor doctor, also surrendered, and he was very obedient: summoned, kowtow to thank!

   After Wang Xiang finished talking the night before, he returned home and confessed a few last words to his wife and children, and then died for the country.

  When the city breaks.

  Wen Guanggao sat in the cold hall with dull eyes.

   This day was not unexpected, but when it came, it was brutal.

  He will not have a chance to live like Zhenbei King, and the Ninth Five-Year Supreme will not belong to him.

   This is a road that cannot be turned back and cannot be reconciled.

  In the past, all the officials came to the court, but now they all fled for their lives, and the ministers who advised him and trusted him are also gone.

  Lonely, betrayed, these feelings are like a cold blade, pierced in my heart.

   "Ahem!" He coughed violently, his pale face was stained with blood at the corner of his mouth.

   At the beginning, when he failed to cross the tribulation, he fell into the root of the disease, and later stripped his luck back to the imperial mausoleum, and his cultivation base was completely useless. He was originally an emperor and was at his peak, but now he seems a little old-fashioned.

  Wen Guang is not afraid of death, he hates the king of Qi in his heart, but the luck belongs to the whole Great Xia, and he cannot destroy the luck of the Great Xia just because the king of Qi took over the world.

  He is the emperor of the Xian Dynasty. In order to stand at the top with peace of mind, he naturally wants to cut down the domain and destroy the few tall figures standing in front of him.

  But he is also an emperor for the people. The king of Qi conspired to destroy the peace of Daxia.

  Of course, with his cultivation base, the immortal dynasty's luck is so majestic, it is really unstoppable.

   "The winner and the loser." Wen Guang sat on the dragon chair and murmured softly.

  He is now angry and complaining.

  But this emperor underestimated the integrity of many ministers.

   Wang Xiang died for the country the night before the city was broken.

  The number one scholar of the dynasty, Wen Sheng's most proud disciple, is recruiting and practicing in another county, trying to save the country.

   Many nerds who came out of Daxia Academy are also acting in their own ways.

  They don't have the ability to lead troops like the king of Qi, nor do they have the peerless cultivation to fit together to cross the catastrophe. Many of them even came out of poverty, from mortals without spiritual roots to ministers of the immortal court.

   But they are all doing their best to fulfill the promise of the year.

   Although, everything is futile and meaningless.

  When the imperial city fell, countless loyal and righteous ministers went to their deaths, committed suicide, and died for the country. Although they were alone, they dared to show their swords to the King of Qi.

  Boom!

  The imperial city was in a panic, and there was a huge fluctuation in a noble house.

   That was Feng Chen, who once again swung his knife at the son of the imperial censor, wanting revenge.

   But this time, no one could bail Li Shi, those loyal retainers fled in all directions, and his father was showing his loyalty to King Qi.

  Li Shi was beheaded in the mansion, his wife was turned into a blood mist, Feng Chen had to avenge him, but he didn't kill the rest, and then he went to the gate of the city alone, doing his loyalty for Wen Guang.

  Back then, the grandson of Wang Xiang received the disciples of Immortal Sword Sect. Many people rumored that he wanted to join this line, but when the city was broken, this grandson, who was well-known in the capital, also died heroically like Wang Xiang.

  Maybe the grandfather and grandson have lied to the world, and Wang Xiang's descendant and grandson are not outstanding, but now, they are absolutely aboveboard and have no shame in their hearts.

   "Dynasty changes, the country changes hands, all the bones on the king's road are dead, now is the most chilling time, the imperial tomb is closed, waiting for that person to come."

  The imperial mausoleum is closed, and the tomb auction house is also closed.

  Luck masters have no ability to change. Their duty is to protect the Great Xia Imperial Mausoleum. As for the replacement of the old master by the new master, it has nothing to do with them.

  Boom!

  In the imperial city, a dazzling light pierced the sky.

   "That's Wensheng!" In the imperial tomb, a fortune master whispered.

  The number one Confucian sage in Great Xia today, Su Mingren!

   "Sage Wen blocked King Qi's way!" There was a supreme sage, a true dragon-level luck master who cultivated both luck and luck, and spied one or two.

  Chen Shen's spiritual eye has been cultivated to the extreme, so he naturally dares to look over.

  On a street, Wen Sheng glared at him. Although his strategy was not as good as his, Confucianism and Taoism had reached the peak of the world, comparable to a strong man in the late stage of the catastrophe.

  He killed King Qi, making the world's first anti-king frown.

   "Don't kill him. If this one dies, all the seeds of reading in the world will die."

   King Qi has many strong men under his command, and he wanted to do something extinct, but was dissuaded by an old man.

   That was the unnamed strong man who was able to defeat Murong Zhi, who was the number one in Great Xia back then, and now he has not made a move, but persuaded him instead.

  King Qi also knew that this well-known literary sage could not be killed directly, so he asked the literary sage to draft an imperial edict and ascend the throne afterwards.

  But Su Mingren didn't come to join the enemy, so how could he write the imperial edict.

   King Qi forced him, and Wen Sheng wrote "rebel."

  The king of Qi held back and continued to force him to write an imperial edict, and Wen Sheng wrote down again, "Thugs of Qi, who are seeking to usurp the throne!"

   Kill it, exterminate the family.

   King Qi once showed the people of the world his powerful side in using soldiers like a god.

   Now showing a ruthless, strong, ruthless side.

  Even if you are the number one literary sage today, so what if you are famous in Dongzhou, after all, you became one of the dead bones under the throne of King Qi.

  All those who committed rebellion were exterminated, all those who refused to obey were executed, their wives and daughters were sold into Goulan, and the males were sent to the frontier.

Now many people will whisper that King Qi is not right, but after thousands of years, he will still be the most honorable king of Great Xia. This period of history will be submerged in the long river of history. It was dubbed the name of justice and spread widely.

   As for the word of mouth of the supernatural forces outside the Great Xia, records? Hostile relationship, this is all to harm the rumors spread by Da Xiazi!

  Wen Guang has a son-in-law who comes from a prominent family of the super-power outside Daxia. On that day, that powerful family dispatched three to cross the robbery, trying to take away the three members of the son-in-law's family, and revealed their identities when they were stopped.

   Almost every super power outside of Daxia is not weaker than Daxia. If it is not handled carefully, it may cause disaster, which is definitely much more serious than Wenguang's cutting the vassal.

  However, the king of Qi was not Wenguang, and he actually let the children of the transcendent forces become officials in the court and manage the power.

  He showed the fearless and fearless side of the Great Xia Emperor, and personally beheaded the emperor's son-in-law. The three Du Jie were also suppressed and turned into ashes.

  Without a word of threat, King Qi proved with his actions that he is an extremely powerful king.

   At this point, many superpowers who wanted to intervene have retreated.

   "In this world, apart from Chu Yuyan, I am afraid that no super family member can threaten this emperor!"

   Chen Shen sighed in his heart.

  Those superpowers are used to being detached from things, thinking that King Qi would be scrupulous, but what a hero the other party is.

  He has the determination to kill the fish and smash the net, do those forces have it? Will not.

  Of course, if the emperor's son-in-law is Chu Yuyan, King Qi would not dare to kill him.

   Because of the death of this Wushuang genius, Misty Immortal Sect will definitely go all out.

   "Is Shi Can there?" Outside the imperial tomb, a young man who was sneezing again asked.

  The imperial tomb guards guard the imperial tomb and prevent anyone from entering or leaving.

   "I'm Shi Can's friend, let's ask him for a drink!" Chu Yuyan explained, but Huang Lingwei ignored him, so he had no choice but to reveal his identity.

   Having no choice but to invite Shi Can out.

   Then, feeling a little surprised and honored, Shi Can walked out of the imperial mausoleum.

  Then, Chu Yuyan was a little ashamed and annoyed as he stared wide-eyed.

  He came to the imperial mausoleum to watch a play, and there was a horrific scene outside. Even though he had a high status, he was afraid of trouble, so he wanted to hide in the imperial mausoleum to watch a play under the pretense of looking for an old friend.

   Turns out you've been scammed by someone.

  Although Shi Can was embarrassed and knew that the other party had found the wrong person, Chen Shen showed his true face twice, so when Chu Yuyan showed the portrait of his "friend", he immediately identified and betrayed Chen Shen.

  Of course, there are also reasons why Chen Shen blocked the knife with him.

  Chu Yuyan immediately yelled at Chen Shen to come out, but the other party refused to go out.

   There is no other way, Wu Shuang was invited into the imperial mausoleum, and the two injustices confronted Chen Shen face to face.

   "The visitor is a guest, I invite the two of you to drink a hundred-year-old wine." Chen Shen's face was not red and his heart was not beating, and his eyes were sloppy.

  Shi Can complained, Chu Yuyan was in the imperial mausoleum, and it was not easy to have a fit, so he drank a few jars of good wine.

   "Yongxing will come to the imperial tomb soon." Wushuang Tianjiao had been in the imperial tomb for a few days, when a news came, he immediately slipped away.

  Yongxing, the reign title of King Qi after he ascended the throne, although Chu Yuyan insisted on his own identity, everyone in the world can go.

  But in the face of this iron-blooded and powerful king, he was a little timid, and he didn't even dare to see him face to face.

   "When I come to the world, as a Mahayana immortal, I will have a few drinks with this emperor." Before leaving, he made a bold statement.

  Proclaim the emperor.

   In the autumn of the 188th year of Daxia, King Qi proclaimed himself emperor, named Yongxing, and the world came to court!

  Rewards for meritorious deeds, those who followed him through hardships, and those who made great achievements were rewarded.

   King Qi ascended to the throne as he wished, which is what he dreamed of. Sitting on the dragon chair, he felt unreal for a moment.

  However, he also thinks that he is well-deserved. After ten years of life-and-death battles, how many times he failed, and finally he got today.

   Daxia's supreme authority is finally in his hands, and no one dares to attack him anymore.

  Going forward, he came to the palace to kowtow for worship, and now he has become the Lord of Great Xia, and everyone has to bow their heads and bow their heads.

   Amnesty to the world!

   After King Qi ascended the throne, he pardoned the world and gave mercy to criminals.

  In this amnesty, King An's younger brother was also pardoned, released from confinement, and can live his own life freely.

  However, it is not known whether this deposed king is really free, and whether all his actions are under Yongxing's eyeliner.

  At least, Emperor Yongxing showed his benevolent side.

  Emperor Yongxing is nominally on the side of the Qing emperor, borrowing his father's name, so after he became Emperor Daxia, any policies and regulations promulgated by Wenguang that were inconsistent with the Taizu's established rules were abolished and the decrees promulgated by Taizu were restarted.

   Even did a lot of things, such as re-revising Taizu Shilu and recognizing the Empress Dowager as the biological mother.

   This is to gain everyone's approval, the throne is not unrighteous.

  Of course, as the lord of Daxia, everything in Daxia belongs to Yongxing, so he came to inspect the wealth he owns.

  Great Summer Luck!

  The rise and fall of the Immortal Dynasty is all related to luck, if luck collapses, the Great Xia will decline, and if luck is prosperous, it will be prosperous and strong.

  So Yongxing came to the imperial mausoleum, luck is closely related to the throne.

  The last time Chen Shen had a quick glance, he was still King Qi, killing enemies in blood, and his armor was mottled with blood.

  Now the other party is wearing a purple gold dragon robe and an emperor's crown, spotless, walking like a dragon or a tiger.

  All the fortune masters of the imperial mausoleum bowed down to welcome the new Lord of Great Xia.

   "Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

   "Everyone is in peace!" Emperor Yongxing spoke with dignity.

   Then, accompanied by several venerable saints, they went to the depths of the imperial mausoleum with Emperor Yongxing.

   "Why did you lose so much luck?" Yongxing frowned when he noticed that Daxia's luck was damaged.

   "Wen Guang once used the fortune of the country to break through the Mahayana." It was not the accompanying saint who spoke, but the real dragon who had been entrenched in the center.

  In a bottomless purple lake, a huge dragon head appeared, he said.

  The change of ownership has nothing to do with it, it only serves Da Xiazi.

  Yongxing was silent, thinking about something.

   "Now that the Holy Majesty is enthroned, I am afraid that Prince An's Mansion will be robbed." In the funeral garden outside the imperial mausoleum, several luck masters communicated through voice transmission.

   They are all luck masters of Prince An's Mansion. Although they entered the imperial mausoleum, they still have feelings for Prince An's Mansion.

   "King An once borrowed troops from His Majesty, do you think His Majesty will let King An go?"

   "Stop dreaming"

   "Having said that, I heard a message from the fortune master in Prince An's Mansion that Prince An's son escaped on the city break day and is now in Prince An's Mansion."

  Chen Shen was also among the exchanges. Of course, he never thought that King An could escape.

  Big Xia Yongxing year.

  In the first year of the new year, Emperor Yongxing moved the Qi Yun of the Royal Tomb of the Qi Palace to the capital, and all the Qi Yun masters of the Royal Tomb entered the Imperial Mausoleum.

  The luck masters from Prince Qi's mansion were very arrogant. When they came, several gold scale masters specially invited a prince who had been friends with him to the imperial mausoleum and inspected it around.

  Then, many luck masters who got places in the tomb were overwhelmed by these arrogant luck masters, and they were forced to buy them at a price that was several percent lower than the market price.

  Even in the Dao Discussion Competition, the Jinlin Master who presided over the Dao Discussion openly favored the Luck Master of the Qi Palace.

   "The imperial mausoleum has never participated in court battles. Do these luck masters of the Qi Palace think that they are friendly with the prince, so they dare to do anything arbitrarily?" a luck master said in a deep voice.

   Many oppressed luck masters are very angry. Is the peace of the imperial tomb going to be broken?

  Even Shi Can was angry, because he managed to get a quota for a large tomb, but he was beaten with a sap on the way to the auction house.

   Chen Shen was not included, because in this year, he was promoted to the Golden Scale Master, and his luck was about to come to an end.

   "Did Chen Shen be discouraged? He was promoted when we first entered the imperial mausoleum. Before that, he had occupied the number one place in Zihe for many years. How could he suddenly be promoted to Jinlin?"

   "I think it is. After the third prince came that day, he chose to break through the golden scale the next day. He should have given up."

  The luck masters of Prince Qi's Mansion communicated, and at the same time felt regretful that they could not beat the imperial mausoleum on the first day.

   "Master, make the decision for me!" Here, Shi Can filed a complaint.

   "Calm down, let them be arrogant for a while." The holy master smiled and didn't take it seriously.

   In the evening, maybe later

  (end of this chapter)