Refine Gu to become immortal from one person

The capital of God, the imperial palace.

Zhao Heng is a very cautious person. Although he seems to have a grasp of the current trend, he still informed Chi Yao of the news before entering the palace.

Then he went out with the expert guards he had recruited. When he arrived at the old emperor's palace, he had already adjusted his sad face.

"Father—"

I have to admit that being born in a royal family really honed his acting skills. Zhao Heng's crying and crying were natural and his true feelings were revealed, with almost no flaws.

However, anyone who knows his upbringing knows that this mediocre prince has never felt the favor from his father. How could he have so much admiration?
But in any case, it is almost enough to deceive the old emperor who is terminally ill and has recovered from his illness.

As the saying goes, the more people lack something, the more they crave it.

The old emperor had ruled the world for so many years, and only when he was about to die did he realize that his heart, filled with power, still yearned for family affection.

His dying spirit could no longer bear the burden of him carefully distinguishing between sincerity and falsehood. In short, Zhao Heng was very satisfied with his performance at the moment, so he didn't do anything wrong. He held his hand and told him intermittently:

"My son, you have to remember that before today, the Spark Sect was your biggest support, but after you ascend the throne, you must not be too laissez-faire. The aristocratic families and sects are all pawns in your hands. They are evenly matched, and your decision is particularly important. Otherwise, it will be like the Northern Zhou Dynasty, where the emperor is just a puppet of the sect."

"I understand, father."

Zhao Heng nodded with tears in his eyes and said in a sad voice, "You will definitely get better."

Just as the father and son were having their final communication, urgent calls suddenly sounded outside the palace: "His Royal Highness, Prince Liang, you can't go in. Your Majesty has not summoned you..."

Unfortunately, the obstruction of the palace people could not stop Zhao Qian. He did not use any violent means. Behind him, an old monk wearing cassocks silently chanted the name of the Buddha. The soft but irresistible Buddha's light pushed everyone in front to both sides.

squeak~
Zhao Qian pushed the door open and entered with a faint compassionate smile on his face. He bowed his head and saluted the old emperor: "Amitabha, I have met my father and my fifth brother."

Zhao Heng turned his head and glanced at the former prince. He was not shocked at all. He knew very well that his brother, who had a Buddhist background, had the strength and would definitely come to compete.

But the old emperor didn't have such clear and clear thinking now. He looked at Zhao Qian, who looked more like a monk than a prince, and blood suddenly surged in his heart: "You evil son! You, you, you, are you going to make me angry to death? !”

The royal family itself is the arbiter to control the balance of families and sects, but the former prince directly joined one of the largest sects, Buddhism. This is simply ridiculous!
While he was angry, he was also glad that he had taken the decisive step to replace the prince. Otherwise, if such a prince were to ascend the throne, the internal balance of the Jin Dynasty would collapse in an instant.

That’s Buddhism!Shaolin Temple, one of the two major sects in the world, not to mention one of the leaders of Buddhism, has been the leader of the Southern Jin Dynasty for hundreds of years. If they use the new emperor to enter the court in one fell swoop, then the aristocratic family and the royal family really don’t have to mix. .

By then, the situation in the Southern Jin Dynasty may be worse than that in the Northern Zhou Dynasty. Although the Northern Zhou Dynasty was a situation where sects suppressed the aristocratic families and the royal family, the many sects in the Northern Zhou Dynasty were not entirely of the same mind, and there was still a little room for maneuver.

Buddhism is different. They are good at enlightenment. I am afraid that before long, the entire Southern Jin Dynasty will become a Buddhist country!

As an emperor, this kind of usurpation of our foundation will never be allowed.

"Come here!" A fierce look flashed in the old emperor's cloudy eyes. It seems that this son really cannot be kept. For the sake of the Jin Dynasty, you can come and bury him with me.

Unfortunately, the manpower and material resources that a dying emperor can mobilize will be greatly reduced.

Therefore, Zhao Qian not only was not afraid of the old emperor's call, but instead took a few steps forward with a smile: "Amitabha, father, stop calling. I have brought many eminent monks today and I will hold a ceremony for you. The most grand ceremony to show my compassion, obedience and filial piety."

Then, he no longer cared about the old emperor who was so angry that his eyes were red and he almost breathed his last. He turned his attention to Zhao Heng: "Fifth brother, since my father likes you so much, why not accompany him?" How was this last ride?”

Zhao Heng, who had not shown much presence since Zhao Qian came in, finally slowly raised his head and met his brother's eyes.

When their eyes met, Zhao Qian was slightly startled, and his complacent expression suddenly diminished a bit, because he found that his younger brother's eyes were as calm as ever. There was no trace of fear, panic, anger or other emotions. He was as calm as a man who jumped out of the house. The audience watched indifferently.

After all, Zhao Qian was not a waste. He quickly woke up from the pride of defeating the old emperor and stared at Zhao Heng coldly: "Fifth brother, if you still have any support, use it quickly, so as not to complain later that your brother won't give it. You have a chance."

"Brother Liang Wang, I'm very curious,"

Zhao Heng stood up unhurriedly, "You know what I rely on, but how dare you do such a thing? Although the Buddhist sect is strong, it is not second on the heavenly list, right?"

When he heard Chi Yao's name, a look of anger flashed across Zhao Qian's face.

Not long ago in the Gobi Desert of the Western Region, the opponent took away the soon-to-be-handled Ku Rong Bodhi, which made everyone under his command feel ashamed.That is the general outline of the Tathagata Divine Palm!This kind of hatred is comparable to blocking the road.

But precisely because of this, he and the Buddhist monks behind him could barely reach an agreement and find a way to deal with Chi Yao.

The anger on his face disappeared in a flash, replaced by a cold and cruel smile: "Although the number two on the Heavenly Ranking has a great reputation, there are still people who can beat him after all. Fifth brother, you can't win this round!"

"you!"

Zhao Heng was shocked when he heard this. Zhao Qian's words were almost unconcealed. Who else could surpass the second on the Heavenly Ranking except the number one on the Heavenly Ranking?
But the problem is that the number one on the sky list is the great man of the grassland, Guldo!
"You actually colluded with the prairie barbarians!!"

Zhao Heng was also a little panicked at this time. He never expected that Zhao Qian would be so crazy.By the way, shouldn’t Buddhism emphasize compassion and kindness?Prairie people are representatives of ferocious savagery. How could they join forces with Buddhism?
"You're obsessed, fifth brother."

Zhao Qian's face reappeared with a compassionate and peaceful smile, "Buddha said: All living beings are equal. No matter whether it is a barbarian or a Central Plains person, as long as you have the root of wisdom, you can become a Buddha. Okay, fifth brother, call out the leader of Xinghuo quickly. , let’s do it as soon as possible so as not to delay the auspicious time for my brother to ascend the throne.”

Several monks behind him worked together to cast spells, and the layers of Buddha's light faded away, revealing a tall man who looked like the embodiment of thunder and punishment.

The moment he revealed his figure, dark clouds gathered in the sky above the city of God, as if the sky was lowering, bringing with it a vast majesty that made people feel insignificant.

It was the great man of the grassland, Guldo, who was number one on the heavenly list! (End of chapter)