Chapter 291 290. This world belongs to me (Please subscribe!)

"Dead! Die! Die!"

Countless bone spikes pierced out from the ground, entangled like tree roots, and like waves surging, covering everything in sight in an instant.
Four guardian gods blessed with yang thunder and yin fire protected Xu Qing and Feng Lingchen in the center.

Jiazi, Jiaxu and Dingchou are the three talents.

Dingchou God, wearing a suit of linked armor and red gauze, is in the "human" position, with the tip of the Ruyi trident in his hand hitting the ground. The ground is surging, the mud is shaking, and countless earth dragons emerge and collide with the white bone spikes.

The Jiazi God, wearing a black helmet and a black beast-faced chain armor, is in the "sky" position, wielding a mountain-splitting axe and splashing golden light.
The Jiaxu God, wearing a suit of armor made of iron leaves, is in the "Earth" position, with his purple gold air-shaking hammers colliding with each other.
The three of them had divine light flowing through their bodies, and they were connected to each other, and the power they exerted was even greater than before.

This was inspired by the fact that the twelve guardian gods of the Six Dings and Six Jias in Xu Qing's body often formed some kind of mysterious formation when they were suppressing others.

During these few days, I temporarily turned to Buddhism and practiced the Three Talents Formation to fight against the enemy in cooperation with the Jiazi God, Jiaxu God and Dingchou God.

The Dinghai God, with a fluttering shawl wrapped around his arms and a red silk cloak rustling on his shoulders, was not included in the Three Talents, and was hanging above Xu Qing's head, controlling the wind.

The glass mirror in his hand turned, and the light of the mirror fell specifically on the oil sellers.

Xu Qing was sure that the four guardian gods would be able to handle the situation in a short period of time, so he picked up the Thousand Mile Sound Transmission Note and contacted his uncle Qingzheng who was far away in Huai'an.

Ever since there was something wrong with the seal of Huaijing under Guishan Mountain in Huaihe River, Master and King Jinhu had to stay with him to suppress the seal.

Because of this, he could not use his "cat-hiring technique" and could not ask his master for help.

I can only ask the elders in the temple for help.

To use the Thousand Mile Sound Transmission Talisman, one needs to absorb a wisp of Qi into the talisman. When Xu Qing went down the mountain, he had already sealed a wisp of Elder Qingzheng's breath into the talisman.

The Thousand Mile Sound Transmission Note was suspended in front of Xu Qing, and Elder Qingzheng's warm and deep voice came from the other end of the note.

"Nephew, what trouble are you in?"

"Uncle Master, something happened in Dijing City." Xu Qing made it short and informed Uncle Master of what had happened.

"Great changes in the capital. The walking skull bodhisattva." Elder Qingzheng's heavy murmur came, and then there was silence.

Xu Qing waited patiently.

After more than ten breaths, Elder Qingzheng's voice was heard again: "I'm afraid this matter is related to the Ming Emperor who is sitting in the hall today."

Xu Qing had the same idea, but he couldn't figure out what Emperor Ming was trying to do.

"The ghost behind the oil seller you mentioned should be a white-bone demon. If she wants to become a Buddha, it will be the result of karma turning into a positive result. I don't know how much national fortune will be consumed in the process."

"At the same time, even the emperor cannot do this when the country is in a perfect state. The things that the Great Sheng Taizu left in the dragon vein and earth energy will not allow such a thing to happen."

"The national destiny is perfect." There was a strange glint in Xu Qing's eyes. At present, the national destiny of Da Sheng had begun to crack because of the successful escape of Hongze Hujun to the river.

Could it be that the incident of Lord Hongze Hu fleeing to the river that day was also part of the plan of this Ming Emperor?
Think about this.

Xu Qing's heart skipped a beat and he felt inexplicably cold.

As his thoughts expanded, he suddenly thought that in today's Imperial Capital, the power of the royal family was weaker than ever before!
Some were imprisoned, some were killed, and the rest followed the clan official Zhu Gong to various places in Dasheng to attack those princes.
There was almost no one who could restrain the actions of Emperor Ming, except King Jing, who was a brother of the same mother as Emperor Ming!

But will King Jing do this?

"Uncle Master, what does Emperor Ming want to do?" Xu Qing asked hurriedly.

"I don't know either, but maybe it has something to do with the North Pole Exorcism Institute." Elder Qingzheng suddenly changed the subject, "Nephew, do you know that your sister has other missions besides protecting you when she comes to the capital this time?"

"I don't know, but I can roughly guess that it has something to do with the clan altar being sealed by Taizu's imperial decree." Xu Qing said.

"It is indeed related to this matter, but not entirely." Elder Qingzheng did not keep the secret and said directly: "I also asked Jingqing to investigate the fire god who slew the dragon and ascended to godhood at the mouth of the East China Sea."

Xu Qing frowned: "Why? What are you investigating him for?"

"Da Sheng was founded on the luck of fire, so not everyone can sit on the throne of the God of Fire. Once someone ascends to the throne of the God of Fire, it will be suppressed by the luck of Da Sheng."

“But when that guy slayed the dragon and became a god, the nation’s destiny did not react.” Xu Qing’s eyes showed confusion.

"Perhaps it has something to do with the fact that he has royal blood."

Elder Qingzheng's words rumbled in Xu Qing's heart. Does that person have royal blood?
"Considering this, I asked Jingqing to investigate the situation of the royal children. Later, she sent me a message saying that the man was definitely a prince who should have died long ago."

"Prince, so the imperial edict of Taizu that suppressed my Guanzongtan leaked out from the palace, and then was used by some people to suppress my Guanzongtan?" Xu Qing made a reasonable guess, "Even the imperial edict leaked, there was also that Ming Emperor who secretly fanned the flames."

"This may be the general situation." Elder Qingzheng nodded.

"But why? Why do you do this?" Xu Qing was confused. "Why do you go to so much trouble to do this?"

Elder Qingzheng was silent for several breaths before speaking:
"You should know that the disciples who are ranked as elders in the temple will leave a trace of their spirit in the sect altar after death. The same is true for the founder of the North Pole Exorcism Institute."

"Perhaps what they want to seal is not the sect altar, but a trace of the spirit of the ancestor."

Xu Qing's mind suddenly became clear.

Everything was connected through the words of Elder Qingzheng.

All the events starting with the journey of Lord Hongzehu down the river are connected and gathered in the imperial capital today!

"Uncle Master, how can I get out of this game?"

Xu Qing thought about it in his mind. If the person who planned it from beginning to end was the Emperor Ming, then he would probably be unable to intervene in the changes in the Imperial Capital tonight.

So now he no longer hopes to solve this problem, but instead thinks about protecting himself.

"I can't get away from it." Elder Qingzheng pondered, "The Emperor Ming dared to do this, he must have made every possible preparation."

Then he bit his head and said, "I'm going to go to you, Senior Brother. This matter is of great importance and only you can make the decision. But nephew, you must also save yourself and find a glimmer of hope."

"Uncle-master, where is this ray of hope?" Xu Qing's expression was extremely solemn.

"The Imperial Palace!" Elder Qingzheng said in a deep voice.

"I understand." Xu Qing's eyes darkened.

If the current changes happening in the Imperial Capital are a storm, then the Imperial Palace should be the eye of the storm.

"Notify everyone in the Arctic Exorcism Institute to go to the palace!"

Xu Qing threw the inspector's token to Feng Lingchen and asked him to inform all the demon hunters in the Imperial Capital City of the news.

But Feng Lingchen just stood there in a daze.

Xu Qing frowned and shouted, "Wake up!"

Feng Lingchen seemed to have just woken up from a dream; his dull and stiff expression became more colorful.

"How could this happen?" Feng Lingchen murmured.

The conversation between Xu Qing and Elder Qingzheng just now was not concealed, and Feng Lingchen heard it all clearly.

This was like the collapse of heaven and earth for him. Although the Arctic Exorcism Institute was independent of the imperial court system, it was nominally under the rule of the emperor.

Feng Lingchen didn't understand why the emperor they were loyal to would do this and why he would put the people of the Imperial Capital in such danger?

This made him deeply doubt his past efforts.

Xu Qing spoke softly, waking Feng Lingchen up.

"Don't forget, the North Pole Exorcist Institute is loyal to Dasheng, not to a certain emperor. It is for the people of the world to live and work in peace and contentment, not for the emperor's stable rule."

"If the emperor is wise, we will follow him. If the emperor is incompetent, we will protect the people, or even kill the incompetent emperor and establish a new one!" Feng Lingchen's dark eyes brightened up again after hearing this: "Yes, you are right! The North Pole Exorcist Institute has always been loyal to Da Sheng, not the emperor."

"Let's go, don't waste time!" Xu Qing urged Mo Yun under him, and the four guardian gods rumbled.

clang!clang!clang!
Suddenly, in the silent palace, there was a crisp sound of metal clashing.

The old monk held a staff in one hand and slowly and firmly approached the hall where the dragon throne was.

The sound of the staff hitting the ground was dull and continuous, echoing throughout the entire palace like thunder.

All the soldiers hiding in the dark seemed to see a giant Buddha taller than a mountain and reaching from the sky to the earth coming towards them.

The sound of armor rubbing against each other was clanging.

Those who are directly under the emperor's command and able to guard the imperial palace at this time are the elite among the elite.

So what if he is a Buddha?
You can still kill!

In an instant, an incomparable sharp aura spread out, and the murderous atmosphere of swords and iron horses descended upon the place, turning the place where the old monk was into a battlefield.

Corpses were piled up, bright red blood was flowing all over the ground, swords and spears were stuck in the corpses like flowers all over the mountain, and carrion crows were circling under the crimson sky.

The strange cackling sound echoed in the old monk's ears.

The old monk's expression remained unchanged as he continued to move forward step by step, with endless Buddha's light surging behind him like a tide.

Boom!
The staff hit the ground heavily.

hum!
An invisible ripple spread out on the ground, as if the earth was shaking, and the entire palace was shaking violently.

In the blink of an eye, the battlefield scene in front of him disappeared.

The old monk shook his head and said, "Amitabha, you donors are too murderous."

Then he moved his lips and began to recite the Heart Sutra.

"When Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva practices the profound Prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty and overcomes all suffering."

The Heart Sutra can help people find peace and tranquility.

The sound of Buddhist chanting lingered over the palace, suppressing the cold sound of the clashing of weapons and at the same time eliminating the murderous intent in their hearts.

The murderous intent in the eyes of the armored soldier hiding in the shadows was soothed, and gradually a peaceful look appeared.

"Master Mingyuan!"

At this moment, a shrill and feminine voice suddenly interrupted the chanting of Buddhist scriptures, and the peaceful and tranquil atmosphere was broken.

The armored soldiers recovered one after another, and murderous intent rose in their eyes again.

The old monk looked up and saw a eunuch in a purple robe standing in front of him.

"Amitabha, nice to meet you, Master Seal Holder." The old monk made a Buddhist salute with one hand.

"Master Mingyuan." The eunuch in charge of the seal sighed, "Since you have already entered the stone forest and no longer care about worldly affairs, why do you want to come out into the world?"

"Amitabha, a calamity is imminent. I cannot sit in meditation even if I want to. I have no choice but to leave the world." The old monk's voice was steady, but unquestionable.

"Master Mingyuan, with His Majesty here, nothing serious will happen." The eunuch in charge of the seal advised.

The monk before him from the White Dragon Temple is a truly great and holy monk. Not only does he have great cultivation, his character is also praised by the world.

"It is a blessing for the people that a real dragon is in power in Dasheng, but it is unwise to seek the skin of a tiger!"

The old monk looked past the eunuch who held the seal, through the tightly closed door, and saw the emperor sitting on the dragon throne like the corpse of a god, and said softly.

The eunuch in charge of the seal felt sad in his heart, but his expression suddenly darkened, and he shouted angrily: "Old monk, don't be so shameless! Get out!"

The words trailed off.

A proud aura rose from the eunuch who held the seal, and he seemed to have the momentum to kill the old monk on the spot.

The old monk slammed the staff in his hand into the ground, causing the iron ring on the end of the staff to rattle, and then he chanted a Buddhist name.

There is Buddha's light surging behind it.

The infinite aura of Dharma principles formed a towering image of Vairocana Tathagata behind the old monk.

Suddenly, heaven and earth were filled with light.

The green flames that had originally spread across half of the Imperial Capital City were instantly compressed and forced back. Wherever the Buddha's light passed, the people who had strange smiles on their lips showed a look of tranquility on their faces.

Wisps of white smoke came out from them.

The bone girl, who was still in a stalemate with Tianpeng and the other two, turned the eyes in the palms of her thousand hands and looked at the statue of Vairocana Tathagata that stood tall and saved all living beings.

The eunuch who held the seal also looked solemnly at the statue of Vairocana Tathagata, which was emitting golden light and contained infinite power and might.

I secretly thought something was wrong.

But His Majesty has ordered that, even at his death, he cannot let Master Mingyuan interfere with His Majesty's plans.

Just when he was about to take action.

A voice suddenly came from the hall behind him——

"Let Master Mingyuan come in."

Upon hearing this, the eunuch in charge of the seal changed his expression and stepped aside. At the same time, a group of armored soldiers also retreated back into the darkness.

"Amitabha."

The old monk nodded and walked towards the Huangji Hall step by step.

When he approached the palace entrance, the tightly closed door creaked open.

There was no light on in the hall at this time.

Dark as the abyss.

An undercurrent is surging.

The old monk sighed inwardly and walked in.

"Master Mingyuan, do you want to stop me?" Mingde rested his elbows on the armrests of the dragon throne, supported his head with his wrists, and his eyes were half closed.

"Your Majesty, it is never too late to turn back!" The old monk said solemnly, "When the negative pole turns to the positive pole, the karma will turn into positive fruit. The consumption of national fortune is huge, and it may drag down Dasheng to death!"

"I know my limits! Master Mingyuan, you can rest assured that I will not joke about our ancestors' foundation."

Emperor Ming raised his eyes slightly, his eyes full of indifference.

The old monk's face changed slightly. He actually felt the aura of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism as well as the dragon aura of the emperor from the Emperor Ming in front of him.

It is normal to have the aura of Confucianism and the dragon aura of the emperor, but why are there the auras of Buddhism and Taoism?
Your Majesty, what do you want to do tonight?
The old monk was filled with fear and thought something was very wrong. He spoke with a dry throat, "Your Majesty, you not only want to make that skeleton a Bodhisattva, but what other purpose do you have for what you did tonight?"

Emperor Ming sneered: "Master Mingyuan, this world belongs to me. I can do whatever I want, and no one in the world can interfere!"

(End of this chapter)