Witch Wind

Chapter 201 The Only God Emperor (Part )

When he met Emperor Chongzhen, Xing Tianli was quite excited. In fact, he really wanted to go up and ask him for a handwritten painting.

Hu Hai, Zhao Gao, Yamatai and other shit don't count. Xing Tianli is not interested in asking those unlucky guys for souvenirs or anything like that. Wei Zhongxian, Cai Jing, Tong Guan and the like don't count either. If you put the original handwriting of these guys in your home, wouldn't it ruin the feng shui?
As for Emperor Chongzhen, in Xing Tianli's view, he was a real tragic hero.

I was afraid that it was too abrupt, otherwise Xing Tianli would have pounced on him, tightly held Emperor Chongzhen's hands, greeted him enthusiastically, and asked him about his mental journey over the years.

However, it is obvious that Emperor Chongzhen has changed a lot, which is completely different from what Xing Tianli knows about him through history books!
The Emperor Chongzhen in front of you has a burly figure, a strong fighting spirit, and is heroic and proud. His eyes are glowing red, and his aura is domineering and sharp. He is like a ferocious beast at the top of the food chain, who may pounce on you at any time and tear your body and soul into pieces in three or five strokes.

It’s terrible, really terrible.

What's even more terrifying is that according to Zhu Diaochong and the others, Emperor Chongzhen was once bound by the so-called Saint's Covenant... But now, he actually stepped into the territory of the Dayu Dynasty openly.

There was no thunder strike, so what would happen to Emperor Chongzhen?
This world...

Emperor Chongzhen smashed the coffee table with a slap, swung his dragon robe sleeves, and walked to the center of the flower hall in two steps. His eyes shone coldly, and he stared fiercely at everyone present: "Today, we are in an alliance, and I will take on the responsibility of being the leader. Who agrees with my words, and who disagrees?"

Xing Tianli said nothing.

In the flower hall, the leaders of various forces, including Ying Xin, Zhao Qingqian, Mi Xiangjun, Ying Wu and others, did not say a word.

Only Ji Si snorted coldly: "What a joke! How can you, a mere Zhu Ming, say such a thing? You, Chongzhen, are the ruler of a fallen country. How dare you speak so recklessly and say such outrageous words?"

Chongzhen looked at Ji Si with a sidelong glance and said, "You little brat, Ji Zhou, are you going to go to war with me, Zhu Ming?"

Ji Si raised his head and was about to speak, but Mi Xiangjun behind him suddenly rushed out and covered Ji Si's mouth with a slap - hey, the heads of all the major forces present looked very strange.

Ji Si is the direct descendant of Ji Zhou and is a legitimate king. Even though he is called a "young boy" by Chongzhen, his legitimate identity is still there.

And you, Lord Mi Xiang, are just a prince of the Chu State among the major princes of Ji Zhou. How dare you be so rude to the king of Ji Zhou?
Ji Si was furious and shook off Mi Xiangjun's hand fiercely, shouting: "Mi Xiangjun, what are you doing? You, the Mi family, are becoming more and more domineering and rude!"

Mi Xiangjun shook her sleeves in a very elegant manner, and smiled gracefully, just like a spring orchid. "Ji Si, if you don't agree, let's go out and have a fight. I'll let you use your eighteen swords first... Well, are you sure you want to represent Ji Zhou and fight against Zhu Ming's millions of troops? If you really want to fight, don't count my Great Chu in it."

Ji Si's face suddenly froze.

Mi Xiangjun smiled and said, "Have you thought it through? Have you figured it out? Haha, we are all family members with the same roots. Don't fight and kill. After all, we all have the same ancestors... Fighting and killing will hurt the harmony, so let's pity the innocent people in the world!"

Mi Xiangjun's words always reveal a sense of compassion for the world.

As soon as he said this, Li Yuanji, who had been sitting there with a gloomy face and had poured three pots of tea into his stomach in just half an hour, suddenly laughed strangely: "Family? The same ancestor? Ugh... Since we are family, you bastards surnamed Zhao, you must give me an explanation!"

Li Yuanji crushed the rough earthenware teapot with a slap...

He suddenly came to his senses and looked down at the coarse clay fragments in his hands. Zhu Diaochong, Zhao Qingqi and others also looked down at the coarsely made clay tea sets in their hands, which were worth about one penny in the market.

If Li Yuanji hadn't reacted, everyone would have really ignored it.

When Xing Tianli entertained these nobles, the utensils he used were actually the most inferior and cheapest stuff that ordinary people would use!
But everyone's attention quickly turned to the crumbs in Li Yuanji's hand.

Hey, today's situation is not a good one. If Li Yuanji loses his temper, who knows how many bottles and jars will be broken. Xing Tianli directly uses this kind of rough porcelain tea set. Is it a precaution?
"Cunning boy!" Li Yuanji glared at Xing Tianli in exasperation, then he rushed in front of Zhao Qingqi and stretched out his hand to grab Zhao Qingqi's shoulder: "You, Zhao Song, must give me an explanation for the Tang Dynasty. You guys beat me so badly in the southwest!"

'Boom'!
Li Yuanji's slap was hit in the palm of his hand by Tong Guan. The two fists collided and a muffled thunder exploded in the air. Li Yuanji's body shook, and Tong Guan groaned and took two steps back.

Cai Jing laughed strangely, and when he shook his sleeves, a bizarre and dazzling painting of "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" flew out, accompanied by the shouts, laughter, crying and cursing of countless common people, and turned into a long river of the city's red dust, surrounding Zhao Qingqian.

"Your Highness, Prince of Qi, if your second brother was here, we, Zhao Song, would certainly be extremely respectful, and even give way to him... But you, Li Yuanji... cough, cough, cough... Do you still remember the old incident at Xuanwu Gate?"

Cai Jing is really a piece of shit. As soon as he said this, Li Yuanji was so angry that the three corpse gods jumped up and down. With a long roar, a strangely shaped Panlong halberd flew out, carrying a bloody and murderous light, and pierced Cai Jing's chest.

Cai Jing snorted coldly, his body shook, and a wisp of colorful smoke rose above his head. In the smoke, a "Gen Yue" made of countless strange stones emerged. Countless thin gold characters written with golden hooks and iron strokes appeared on the strange stones, forming countless gorgeous poems and articles. Countless words were like waterfalls, flooding towards Li Yuanji.

Xing Tianli rushed out with the Tongtian Yuling Banner on his head, and a dark and gloomy aura swept in all directions. Heavy military formations enveloped the entire flower hall, isolating the inner and outer spaces, to prevent the aftermath of the fight between Cai Jing and Li Yuanji from affecting the newly rebuilt Pinghai City.

At the same time, Xing Tianli howled dryly, "Stop fighting, stop fighting, we are all family, family, harmony is the most important thing, hehe, cough cough, harmony...that...is the most important thing, hey?"

In the flower hall, precious light shone everywhere, and brilliant light surged. Ji Si, Ying Xin, Mi Xiangjun, Zhu Diao Chong and others all offered various treasures to protect themselves. They were like Xing Tianli, staring with wide eyes, watching the excitement happily, and shouting at the top of their voices: "That's right, that's right, Jieshi Gong is right, harmony is the most precious... Hey, stabbing Cai Laogui in the heart!"

Everyone cheered.

Emperor Chongzhen, in particular, seemed to have completely forgotten that he was the one who had provoked the incident. He stood beside Zhu Diao Chong, excitedly waving his fists and stamping his feet, shouting at the top of his voice: "Prime Minister Cai, don't be afraid, just go for it. You are a powerful official of the Zhao Song Dynasty, and you are afraid of this idiot who has been pierced through the heart by thousands of arrows at the Xuanwu Gate?"

"clang clang clang!"
The dense impact of magic power was like thunder, and the blood light transformed by Li Yuanji's Panlong Halberd continuously broke through the thin gold characters flying down from the sky. Those characters, each strike was powerful and strong, and the golden characters seemed to be cast in gold, with a faint Buddhist Zen rhythm inside.

Li Yuanji's physical cultivation skills were extremely advanced and his combat power was extremely strong. Faced with the flying words, he was unable to get close to Cai Jing at all. Instead, he was forced to retreat several steps by the words pouring down from Gen Yue.

Cai Jing, smiling.

Li Yuanji roared angrily.

After a stalemate, Li Yuanji suddenly heard Chongzhen's words "a thousand arrows piercing my heart". He was like a bull whose balls were burned by a red-hot iron. He roared with red eyes, turned around, and stabbed Chongzhen's heart with his long spear with a sharp sound of breaking the air.

Chongzhen smiled.

Liu Jin and Wei Zhongxian stepped forward together. Suddenly, there were gusts of cold wind and the air was cold. Countless distorted afterimages were looming in the gray fog and cold air. The next moment, countless cold stars flashed. There were at least millions of extremely fine cow-hair poison needles that spurted out silently, like the silent drizzle on a spring night, which moistened everything and wrapped Li Yuanji completely.

The sound of "chi chi" continued to be heard.

Li Yuanji was surrounded by a dragon jade pendant with clear light that enveloped his entire body. The fine needles released by Liu Jin and Wei Zhongxian were something strange, but no one knew what they were. They seemed to be specially made to target various defensive prohibitions. The clear light penetrated silently, and the fine needles pierced Li Yuanji's body directly.

Li Yuanji felt pain and cursed angrily. A large blood-red Buddha light surged behind him. A ferocious six-armed statue of Mingwang rushed out from the blood light. His skin suddenly turned dark gold. A large lotus-patterned Buddha seal surged rapidly under his skin, and his body suddenly turned into a Vajra body.

However, these fine needles used by Liu Jin and Wei Zhongxian were too vicious.

The thin needle not only had an absurdly strong penetrating power, but also aimed directly at the tiny pores on Li Yuanji's skin and drilled in. No matter how Li Yuanji performed his mysterious skills, no matter how he tightened his skin, the thin pores on his skin always existed.

No matter how finely he compressed his pores, these fine needles were a hundred times finer than his pores. Countless fine needles passed through his pores and penetrated Li Yuanji's flesh and blood.

Li Yuanji groaned in pain, and almost threw away the Panlong Halberd in his hand. He looked at Liu Jin and Wei Zhongxian in disbelief, and said sternly: "I have cultivated the body of the Immortal King, and my whole body is like a diamond, without any flaws... Why..."

Chongzhen stood behind Liu Jin and Wei Zhongxian, grinning at Li Yuanji and said, "A man pierced through the heart by thousands of arrows, you dare to say that your whole body is as solid as diamond and flawless? Count the holes on your body yourself."

Li Yuanji was so angry that his eyes were spitting fire. He ignored the severe pain in his body that felt like being tortured to death, and continued to rush forward with a roar, ready to fight Chongzhen to the death.

The sound of horse hooves rang out, and a majestic horse with a golden saddle, silver reins, and horseshoes all forged from red gold took small steps and directly smashed the Yin Qi emitted by the Xingtianli Tongtian Yuling Banner, and carried a handsome man in dark purple clothes directly into the flower hall.

Xing Tianli's pupils turned cold.

He summoned the Tongtian Yuling Banner and released tens of thousands of soldiers and evil spirits to form a large formation, surrounding the flower hall. This was of course to isolate the battle between Cai Jing and Li Yuanji and prevent the aftermath from endangering the outside world of Pinghai City. Ninety percent of the power of the formation was internal, and only ten percent was used to block the outside world and prevent the servants of the Jieshi Mansion from accidentally breaking in.

Even so, the army formation consists of tens of thousands of armored soldiers and ferocious ghosts, among which there are a large number of ghost generals in the celestial fairy realm suppressing the center of the formation. Even if it has only one tenth of its power, ordinary celestial fairies will not be able to set foot in the formation!
And this horse just rushed in so easily?

The power of Xing Tianli's soul swept past, and he immediately exclaimed in surprise.

Everyone present, Ji Si, Ying Xin, Mi Xiangjun and others, also exclaimed in surprise, their eyes shining with surprise, staring straight at the majestic horse, but ignoring the handsome man on the horse's back, who had a somewhat feminine air.

This horse is actually a mud horse?
It is a real horse, made of a ball of strange clay. Even its internal organs are exactly the same as those of a real horse, but the material of the horse is actually a ball of clay!
"Fuck horse?" Countless years flashed through Xing Tianli's mind: "Fuck horse crossing the river?"

Chongzhen, however, clapped his hands and laughed: "Look, look, who is here? Hey, Zhao Gou, how dare you step into Shenzhou?"

On horseback, the handsome and elegant man with a great scholarly demeanor was Zhao Gou, one of the three remaining emperors of the Song Dynasty. Zhao Gou rolled his eyes when he heard Chongzhen's ridicule. Just as he was about to speak, Xing Tianli laughed out loud: "Ah, it seems that Wanyan Gou, who crossed the river on a mud horse, is here!"

Xing Tianli deliberately amplified the sound of the three words "Wanyan Gou".

For a moment, everyone in the hall heard it clearly.

Chongzhen's smile froze.

Zhao Gou's expression suddenly became ferocious, veins bulged on his hands that were lightly holding the reins, and his eyeballs were quickly covered with a thin layer of blood.

Zhao Qingqi hurriedly scolded: "Jieshi Gong, don't talk nonsense, this is our Song Dynasty..."

Zhao Gou pointed his finger, and a wisp of magic power sealed Zhao Qingqi's mouth, making her body stiff and unable to move. Zhao Gou looked at Xing Tianli with a fake smile and said softly: "Go on, go on, what did you say just now, 'Wanyan'?"

Xing Tianli looked at Zhao Gou.

Inexplicably, a surge of anger surged up in his heart. He said with a smile, "Wanyan Gou, isn't it you? Rumor has it that you knelt at Jin Wushu's feet and acknowledged him as your godfather, and then escaped from the Jin camp, and later found a cheap emperor... What? You did all these things, but I, the Taoist priest, can't say anything?"

Xing Tianli considers himself a gentleman. After all, he was a liberal arts student in his previous life.

But inexplicably, when he saw Zhao Gou and knew that he was the guy who fired the twelve golden medals, Xing Tianli wanted to chop hard at that handsome, gentle, and scholarly old face with an axe.

Zhao Gou chuckled. He pointed at Xing Tianli fiercely and shouted, "Okay, okay, okay, where are the people? Capture this beast and have the Imperial City Bureau torture him thoroughly to see what kind of arrogant person he is who has no respect for his king or his father to raise such a fool who doesn't know how to live or die!"

Zhao Gou was so angry that he ignored his status as an emperor and started cursing.

Cai Jing and Tong Guan's expressions changed slightly. They hesitated and did not step forward.

Yang Nianzu at the side coughed lightly and said dryly: "Your Majesty, this is the Lord of Jieshi, Xing Tianli. The weapons used by my Zhao Song army were all provided by Lord Xing Tian."

Zhao Gou raised his eyebrows, and under his anger, a hint of unconcealable joy suddenly emerged.

Xing Tianli clapped his hands and laughed, "Yeah? Yeah? Yeah? What are you happy about? What are you happy about? You want to capture the Taoist master, then take over the Taoist master's foundation, and use the Taoist master's property to help you, the Zhao Song Dynasty, seize the world?"

"Hey, you are indeed Wanyan Xiaojiu, this little abacus is really well thought out!"

Zhao Gou's happy expression disappeared, and he shouted sternly: "Leaders and ladies, hurry up and capture this beast... Today I want to see who dares to be an enemy of my Song Dynasty!"

Behind Zhao Gou, dozens of strong men in golden armor rushed out from the passage opened up by the mud horse in the formation. They held various golden gourds, silver whips, copper maces, iron hammers and other weapons, and rushed towards Xing Tianli with fierce murderous aura.

Before Xing Tianli could make a move, two figures suddenly appeared in front of him.

There was a loud bang that shook the earth. The two old fellows Xing Tianjiao and Xing Tianhou punched out at the same time. Dozens of Zhao Song generals, all of whom were immortals, vomited blood. The blood was mixed with countless pieces of internal organs. They were like wicks in a hurricane. They were beaten by the two old fellows and flew out of the formation without knowing whether they were dead or alive.

Zhao Gou's face changed again.

He moved his sleeves, and a palm-sized Jianzhan suddenly flew out. The pitch-black Jianzhan emitted a large amount of black light that enveloped the flower hall. Inside the Jianzhan, countless silver-blue spots of light flickered like stars. The stars flew into the sky and were embedded in the black light, forming a star map with an eerie aura, hanging high above everyone's heads.

Strands of starlight rolled down and wrapped around Zhao Gou's body.

His body was isolated from the surrounding void. He and his mud horse were standing more than three meters away from Xing Tianli. However, layers of flickering halos were looming, and it seemed as if he and Xing Tianli were separated by tens of thousands of miles, giving people the illusion that they were separated by the ends of the earth.

"Two...seniors!" The anger on Zhao Gou's face disappeared without a trace. He smiled very gently and respectfully: "Two seniors have great cultivation. I wonder how Zhao has offended you?"

Xing Tianhu coughed lightly and said, "You want to beat my grandson?"

Xing Tianjiao whispered: "You Zhao Song, you want to go to war with my Yu Xia? Oh, you Zhao Song, you still have loyal ministers and good generals, but unfortunately, those loyal ministers and good generals have all left... With this bunch of crooked melons and rotten dates left by your Zhao Song, do you Wanyan Gou have the guts to go to war with my Da Xia?"

It's 'Wanyan Gou' again!
Zhao Gou's face twitched violently. He hated it to the core.

However, feeling the unfathomable aura of the two old guys, Zhao Gou forced a smile and slowly jumped off the horse: "Seniors, you are joking. I have no such intention. It was just a joke."

Looking at the "compromising" Zhao Gou, Xing Tianli sighed. Once the two old men appeared, the great wizards at the Golden Immortal level, anyone with a normal mind would not have any problems, right?

Then, peace returned to the flower hall.

Everyone continued to discuss countermeasures.

(End of this chapter)