Chapter 248 The Secret of the Emperor, the Prince Returns, and Discusses the Plan of Killing the Emperor

Champion Hou Huoqing wiped the edge of the three-foot prince's sword, looked at Lu Mingyuan staring at the coffin in front of him, and sighed:

"I am sorry for your loss."

Lu Mingyuan's eyes were dazed and he said blankly:

"The ancients often say that the dead are like this, but they have not yet passed away. The ups and downs are like that, but the dead are not waxing and waning."

"All things that have passed away are just like the river water and the waxing and waning moon. They have not disappeared because of the flow. They are still the water of the river, and they have not changed due to the waxing and waning of the bright moon. They are still the bright moon."

"So, Mr. Qi is still alive in this world, he has not really died, right?"

"I have never heard of any ancient person who said this."

The Champion Hou carefully tasted this sentence, but found that it had a hint of Tao Yun.

He probably knew what Lu Mingyuan wanted to do, and said in a deep voice:

"If Your Highness wants to resurrect Mr. Qi, I'm afraid he will have to reach a higher realm."

The figure of the Moon Worshiper holding a fly whisk appeared on the side and echoed these words: "Yes, from ancient times to the present, if you think about resurrecting the dead and practicing the method of changing your life that defies heaven, you will have to pay a huge price."

"Sir is a great sage, so the price is naturally much higher."

"What price?" Lu Mingyuan asked with hope.

The Moon Worshiper explained directly:

"If you have just died, you can use thousands of years of Taoism as a substitute to perform the method of summoning souls. You only need a new body to achieve it. This is the simplest method, but the price is also very high. Resurrecting a sage is the most important thing. I am afraid that only the top three-level beings can achieve the required Taoism.”

"Moreover, Mr. Qi has been dead for a long time, and his soul wandering between heaven and earth has been scattered in all directions. This method is quite difficult to implement."

"What if there is still a trace of soul left?" Lu Mingyuan asked again.

Seeing that His Highness was anxious, the Moon Worshiper could not bear to show off, so he continued:

"If there is a soul left, there is a second way, which is to reshape the soul and reincarnate the body. However, it is more difficult than the previous one. It must be assisted by a powerful Qi practitioner. Only by recruiting soul weapons can you succeed."

The Moon Worshiper glanced at the coffin and couldn't help but sigh:

"I see Mr. Qi that both the soul and the body are incomplete. They were devoured by people after they left the Taoist religion. Two methods are needed to implement it. First, reshape the body, then condense the soul, and finally use the method of reincarnation. This price , I’m afraid it will be extremely difficult to succeed without many top experts in the Fourteenth Realm as casters.”

Every time Lu Mingyuan heard a word from the Moon Worshiper, his heart felt heavier.

At that time, Princess Ning also died just like her husband.

But the Soldier Saint still has a way to bring him back to life.

It may also be related to the opponent's low cultivation level. Princess Ning's cultivation level is only at the eighth level. The court and the Soldier Saint still spent a huge price to reshape her body and retain sufficient soul lamps.

And Qi Xingyan is the top sage of the Twelve Realms. If you want to resurrect him, only a third-level overhaul can do it.

Think of this.

Lu Mingyuan's eyes turned to the half-dead Blood Buried Duke again, full of fierceness and murderous intent.

If it weren't for this guy, Mr. Qi wouldn't have died.

"You'd better let me go immediately, otherwise it will cause unpredictable disasters." The Duke of Blood Burial was still resisting stubbornly and speaking nonsense.

It's just that his aura and appearance have become that of a decadent, old man who is on the verge of death.

Lu Mingyuan's eyes moved not far away, and he saw a group of Rakshasa soldiers and generals who had been captured and arrested, and said faintly:

"Do you want to live?"

Standing were dozens of Rakshasa monks, both men and women, bound by a Taoist's golden rope, unable to move.

"I heard that you Rakshasa tribe like to eat meat, especially human meat. Originally, I would never let you go, but now, I have decided to give you a chance to survive."

Those dozens of holy kings of the Rakshasa clan knew that Dayan and Shengming were incompatible and were ready to die.

Who would have thought that there was still a chance of survival?

Hearing this, some of the ugly Rakshasa men showed joy in their eyes.

Lu Mingyuan added: "This Duke of the Blood Clan can be said to be a first-class strong man below the upper third level. There shouldn't be many such strong men in the Vampire Clan, right? If you eat his flesh, you will definitely be able to cultivate For great progress, the benefits will be endless.”

"What? Let us devour the Duke of the Blood Tribe? Impossible, absolutely impossible. Just kill us!" One of the beautiful and charming Rakshasa women was extremely afraid of the name of the Blood-Buried Duke and shouted, Reluctantly.

In the holy and underworld, there are clear levels of hierarchy.

If they dare to commit any of the following, it will be a capital offense.

"Okay, as you wish."

Lu Mingyuan stretched out a hand in the air, ripples appeared in the air, and a "bang" sounded.

The head of this beautiful Rakshasa woman exploded instantly, and a cloud of blood mist appeared in the air.

A headless body fell to the ground.

All the energy of flesh and blood escaped into Lu Mingyuan's body, allowing his cultivation to reach a higher level.

At the same time, a wisp of black evil energy surrounded Lu Mingyuan's body, resisting the remaining evil energy from all directions.

Suddenly, the remaining Rakshasa clan members were frightened.

The Moon Worshiper took back the roots that were tied to the body of the Bloody Buried Duke and turned them into snow-white dust again. He looked at Lu Mingyuan with a deep gaze and said with a faint smile: "You'd better listen to His Highness and eat it." If you don't want to eat, you will have to die. Think carefully before making a decision."

The eyes of the men from the Rakshasa tribe all stared at the Bloody Buried Duke and turned blood red.

"Bold, impudent, what do you want to do?" The Duke of Blood Burial roared, feeling an unprecedented fear in his heart.

He couldn't stand it anymore, and he was even a little scared in his heart.

I had never been so scared when Lu Mingyuan sucked Daoxing just now, and said with a trembling voice: "Don't go too far!"

Lu Mingyuan said in a deep voice: "We have gone too far? You, the ten tribes of the underworld, in the world of Middle-earth, have gone too far, right? We are called treating others in their own way. When you besieged Qi Xingyan, you swallowed When he was flesh and blood, why didn’t you feel that you had gone too far?”

"Eat him, this is your only way to survive." Lu Mingyuan said very indifferently.

The eyes of dozens of Rakshasa monks were all fixed on the blood-buried Duke, and most of them had fierce glints in their eyes.

"My lord, if you fall into the hands of the Great Yan Imperial Court, you will definitely die. Why don't you help us and give us a chance to survive." A Rakshasa general said solemnly.

Another Rakshasa woman said: "At this point, we have no choice. Sir, I'm sorry!"

With a tacit understanding, dozens of Rakshasa clan members moved together and walked towards him step by step.

As the saying goes, if a person does not serve himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth.

What's more, they are all ruthless scoundrels. In order to survive, they still dare to do it even if they eat the flesh and blood of their own companions, let alone the flesh of the blood clan's prince.

The blood-buried Duke's eyes were full of fear, and he shouted in a trembling voice: "Stop, don't come over. I am the Duke of Da Ming, and I am the seed of a god favored by many gods. How dare you..."

Before he could finish speaking, dozens of Rakshasa tribesmen pounced on him, biting his body with dozens of mouths at the same time, biting off large chunks of flesh and blood, dripping with blood.

For a moment, the shrill screams of the blood-buried Duke rang out in front of them, like the roars of evil spirits in hell, which made people feel creepy.

After a while, Lu Mingyuan turned his eyes to the Duke of Blood Burial Kingdom. Unfortunately, what he saw was only a white skeleton, and all the flesh and blood had been eaten clean by the group of Rakshasa monks.

The blood-buried Duke's eyes were numb, and he fell to the ground, losing all consciousness. He was obviously half-dead.

Lu Mingyuan nodded with satisfaction, and then ordered Luo Ying:

"I think it's almost done, Qingying, you can deal with the aftermath."

"yes!"

Luo Ying nodded lightly, pulled out the blade from his waist, and walked towards the group of Rakshasa monks, like a messenger of death.

"Prince Dayan, you actually break your promise!"

The expressions of all the Rakshasa soldiers and generals changed drastically, and they showed unwillingness.

Unexpectedly, Lu Mingyuan smiled slightly, like a devil's scary smile, which made people shudder.

"I never lie. What I originally said was that I would let you go, but I didn't say that she would let you go."

It is a woman's kindness to show mercy to these demons in the holy and underworld.

I don’t know how many people and monks died tragically in their hands, how could they really let them leave this place.

Luo Ying was dressed in a powerful black robe, and the sharp sword energy trembled in an instant.

Within a moment, the heads of all the Rakshasa soldiers were chopped off and turned into headless corpses. They fell to the ground as the wind blew.

"Mr. Qi, you can rest in peace!" Lu Mingyuan said silently in his heart.

After experiencing too much helplessness, misery, and sorrow, his heart gradually became cold and firm without realizing it. He was no longer as kind as before and had ideals for everything.

Especially after coming out of the Great Thousand Canglan Map.

His thoughts of killing became more determined.

His experience in the world of pictures gave him a deeper understanding of the so-called good and evil, and the great road.

So there won't be too much confusion, and he won't let go of anyone who deserves to be killed.

Perhaps this is the price you have to pay for embarking on the path of becoming a strong man and pursuing the path of an emperor.

In any case, after avenging Qi Xingyan, Lu Mingyuan felt much more relaxed.

However, this method.

But everyone saw it.

Let everyone's heart tremble.

Many monks and border soldiers looked at Lu Mingyuan with a hint of fear and respect.

This Prince Dayan is not as weak and incompetent as the rumors say, nor is he as kind and kind as everyone says.

On the contrary, he is domineering and fierce.

However, when the Champion Hou and the King of Zhenbei saw this scene, they looked at each other and saw the recognition in each other's eyes.

In the eyes of others, there may be only fear.

But they were very satisfied with Lu Mingyuan.

Mature and steady, not merciless.

This is what an emperor should have.

Only by convincing your subordinates can you achieve long-term stability.

"Now that the war has been decided, what are your plans?"

Champion Hou couldn't help but ask.

Lu Mingyuan said calmly: "Of course the teacher is returning to the court, but this return to the capital may be more unlucky."

"What do His Highnesses mean by these words?"

King Zhenbei seemed a little confused when he heard this.

On the contrary, the champion had already vaguely smelled something was wrong.

"His Highness said it was a bad thing, but it was probably the Holy One."

Huo Qing thought for a moment, looked at the old and weak in Dayan's army, and said with twinkling eyes.

King Zhenbei was not stupid either, and he quickly guessed it.

these years.

His daughter, Princess Zhao Yang Yingchan, has been exchanging letters with him.

Among them are many analyzes of the trends in the imperial court and the situation in the capital.

The most talked about things were undoubtedly the three or two things about Lu Mingyuan.

His eldest daughter seemed to be very optimistic about Lu Mingyuan, and even hoped that she would support the sixth prince. There seemed to be admiration in her words.

But he kept putting him off.

Until something happened.

As the warlord, Champion Hou came to Beiguan and guarded the northwest with him.

At first, he thought that the champion was not that easy to get along with. After all, he was the first in command of the Great Yan Dynasty, so it was inevitable that his eyes would be higher than his head.

But soon after spending a long time together, he realized that he was wrong.

The Champion Marquis is actually the same type of person as him, they are both brave and loyal soldiers who can go through life and death for Dayan.

Not too many bells and whistles.

It has always been difficult for him to be the King of Zhenbei.

The imperial court has always been afraid of his existence, and he actually knows this.

So in these years, he has kept a low profile and has not caused any trouble.

The court couldn't catch him either.

Yang Xiao knew that if something happened to him, his soldiers and the people in the northwest would lose the land they relied on for peace.

The imperial court will definitely take action and reshuffle the military towns in the northwest.

Now Lu Mingyuan is the prince and has an excellent relationship with his daughter.

If he can become the new emperor, then he will be free from worries and can be his King of Zhenbei with peace of mind.

Therefore, if someone wanted to go against Lu Mingyuan, he could not just sit idly by.

I saw him frowning and saying:

"In these years, I have been at the border, working conscientiously and fulfilling my duties. I have never participated in any partisan disputes. However, if someone attacks the people at the border or the soldiers sitting here, I will be the first to not forgive. If His Highness suffers Whatever the grievance is, just say it.”

Lu Mingyuan sighed. He hesitated for a while, and finally told the two of them the truth about Jiulong's seizure of the heir, including Mr. Qi's plans along the way, and his speculations about what his father in the palace had done.

Emperor Yong'an actually did not want to establish a prince.

Kowloon’s attempt to seize the direct descendants is actually a trap.

The Holy One actually hoped that he would be defeated, so the troops he sent were all rabble-rous.

Mr. Qi was probably killed intentionally by his father.

In a word.

Today's Holy Emperor has no good intentions. He is no longer the good emperor that everyone admires and praises. Instead, he is a sinister and cunning person full of bad intentions.

Through the words, Champion Hou, Zhenbei King and Zhao Xuanwu listened to all the words.

a bolt from the blue.

Everyone didn't come back to their senses for a long time.

After a while, their expressions were a little complicated, as if they had not yet digested the content of their words.

If what His Highness said is true.

So what is the true purpose of the Holy Spirit?

After Lu Mingyuan said so much, he took a deep breath and felt quite agitated in his heart.

"Everyone has desires, even the emperor is no exception, but those who risk everything for their desires are the devil. If what you said is true, my disciple, then the Holy One is probably too deeply possessed by the devil, and his obsession has evolved into Inner Demon."

The King of Zhenbei was a little uncertain: "What your Highness said is true or false. If it is true, it is a major event related to the survival of the world in Middle-earth. This moment is not a good time for such a thing to happen."

Although he was on Lu Mingyuan's side, the huge amount of information did not allow him to react for a while.

In fact, he was not the only one. The old Heavenly Master of Tianshi Mansion, the Qingqiu Empress of Qingqiu Temple, the abbot of Dajinchan Temple and other third-level beings were all paying attention to every move on the ground.

But they didn't say anything, they were all waiting for Lu Mingyuan's attitude.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Xuanwu looked very calm and asked slowly:

"Disciple, what are your opinions and thoughts?"

Lu Mingyuan was silent for a long time and said slowly:

"I want to kill the king."