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Chapter 20 Yang Zongxian

The Imperial Capital of Great Xia, Shengyang City.

The fine rain shrouded the entire palace like a veil, and the autumn rain and the coolness brought a bone-chilling chill.

Under the infiltration of rainwater, the red palace wall seemed to be stained with a layer of blood, and it became more and more vivid.

In front of the vermilion palace gate, a middle-aged man stood quietly in the rain, dressed in military uniform, silent.

After a while, the palace gate slowly opened, and a long shout came:
"Xuan, Dragon and Tiger General Zhao Sheng, enter the palace to have an audience!"

Zhao Sheng stepped into the palace gate slowly and walked forward.

Inside the palace, there was majesty in the silence, and the falling rain had washed away the dust on the glazed tiles on the roof, making it clear and clean.

After a while, Zhao Sheng arrived at a side hall, and was blocked by an old eunuch:

"The general disarms."

"There is Mr. Rainman."

Zhao Sheng took off his armor and put down his sword as he said. His single clothes could barely cover his strong muscles and bones, and his exuberant vitality could be seen at a glance.

"The general speaks seriously." The old eunuch nodded and stepped out of the way: "Please."

Looking at the closed palace door, Zhao Sheng took a deep breath, with a rare trace of tension in his eyes, he slowly stepped forward and pushed the palace door open.

The light in the hall was a bit dim, and there was a huge alchemy furnace in the center, which was steaming with terrifyingly high temperatures. Just standing at the entrance of the hall made people feel hot.

After only a few breaths into the hall, Zhao Sheng's back began to sweat slightly, and he needed to use his internal energy to keep his body stable.

A middle-aged Taoist in Tsing Yi sat cross-legged in front of the alchemy furnace, his eyes were lowered, his expression was calm, the unbearable high temperature did not affect him in any way, not even a trace of sweat.

Not far from the side, stood a young man in his early twenties, dressed in a black gold dragon robe, with a tall figure and handsome appearance, his eyes were dark and deep, and he could not see the bottom at a glance.

"Your Majesty, the National Teacher." Zhao Sheng bowed and saluted, with an awe-inspiring expression.

No matter how many times he has met the emperor, he always has an unspeakable sense of tension, like a glow on his back.

Everyone in the world knows that the current saint, Yang Zongxian, ascended the throne at the age of 16, and has been in the throne for 28 years. This year is forty-four, which is close to the year of destiny.

Judging from the appearance alone, no one would think that standing in front of them is an emperor who has ruled the world for nearly thirty years.

This is entirely because Yang Zongxian is an invincible strong man who has stepped into the realm of a martial arts master, and a land god with a lifespan of 200 years.

Moreover, Yang Zongxian's strength was far superior to that of ordinary great masters, and it was he who personally killed Shen Lie, the current Taiwei.

Zhao Sheng watched that battle with his own eyes. Yang Zongxian used only ten moves to kill Shen Lie who had swept all the martial arts sects. He also dug out his heart on the spot and drank all his blood.

From that day on, Zhao Sheng understood that the person sitting on the throne was the most terrifying devil in the world.

Yang Zongxian, who was standing beside the pill furnace, did not speak, his eyes were still fixed on the pill furnace.

Without Yang Zongxian's permission, Zhao Sheng didn't dare to make the slightest movement, still bent over, his eyes fixed on his toes, and he didn't dare to get up.

In the blink of an eye, it's been half an hour...

Bang!
Suddenly there was a loud explosion in the hall, and the cauldron cover of the alchemy furnace flew into the air, before it could land in time, it was supported by the Taoist in Tsing Yi, and he put it down with ease.

The lid of the alchemy furnace, which weighs tens of thousands of catties, is like a feather in his hands, and he can't feel any weight.

At the bottom of the pill furnace, there are three golden pills the size of longan lying quietly. There are mysterious patterns like flames flowing around the pills, and the light can shine on people.

"Your Majesty, fortunately, I did not disgrace my life. The last batch of treasure pills has been completed!"

Seeing this scene, the Taoist in Tsing Yi exhaled slowly, relieved, and said with a smile: "Unfortunately, there are only three this time."

"It's not easy to produce two furnaces of treasure pills from a child's blood essence. It's hard work for the national teacher."

Yang Zongxian nodded slightly, and took the three treasure pills into his palm, his face finally had a bit of joy.

Until now, he seemed to have just discovered Zhao Sheng beside him, and said with a trace of surprise:
"When did Zhao Aiqing come? Get down quickly, I've neglected you."

"The Holy Majesty's words are serious, and the humble minister has just arrived. Fortunately, he didn't disturb the national teacher's alchemy, and he almost made a big mistake."

Zhao Sheng straightened his waist, shook his head again and again, and involuntarily glanced at the treasure pill in Yang Zongxian's hand.

The refreshing elixir made from the heart and blood of human demons is a priceless treasure.

In the era before the founding of the Great Xia Kingdom, there were always rumors circulating in the market, taking the refreshing pill, which greatly increased the vitality and blood, and at the same time, it was possible to see illusions in the mind.

According to ancient legends, some people gained insights from these illusions, and then created invincible magic arts that are rampant in the world.

Humans and demons are rare to meet, and those captured alive are even rarer. Since the establishment of the Great Xia Dynasty, more than three thousand years have passed, and the total number of human and demons captured can also be counted.

Just when Zhao Sheng was in a daze, there was a sound of piercing through the air, and a strong wind hit the door directly.

He subconsciously raised his hand to catch it, glanced down, and there was already a hot Fire Pattern Golden Pill in his hand.

"My lord..."

After recovering, Zhao Sheng's throat was a little dry, and his voice trembled slightly.

"This refreshing pill is given to you because I have something to arrange for you to do." Yang Zongxian waved his hand.

"It's hard for a humble official to repay the great kindness of the sage!" Zhao Sheng held the refreshing pill tightly, knelt down on the ground, kowtowed repeatedly, ecstatic.

What kind of terrifying gap is there between a grand master of martial arts, who can extend his life for a hundred years, a land god, and a grand master?
"Zhao Aiqing seemed to be promoted from the Qianzhou battlefield back then?"

Before Zhao Sheng's joy dissipated, Yang Zongxian spoke suddenly.

Zhao Sheng was taken aback by the information revealed in the words. He hesitated and said, "Reporting to Your Majesty, I did join the army at the border of Qianzhou 14 years ago."

"I have received a lot of papers recently. It is said that 14 years ago, some people took advantage of the chaos and massacred the people in Qianzhou, killing the good and pretending to be meritorious..."

Yang Zongxian's voice was very soft, almost a murmur, but it made Zhao Sheng's back sweat instantly.

In the Battle of Qianzhou that year, more than [-] people died. Naturally, it is impossible for all of them to die at the hands of the Demon Slayer True Monarch. In other words, most of them died in vain. Good deeds.

At that time, most of the generals who were promoted by the imperial court were stained with common people's blood on their battle robes, and Zhao Sheng was among them.

"This...should be a false accusation, please enlighten me." Zhao Sheng lowered his head, the expression in his pupils fluctuating.

"I think so too, this should be nonsense."

Yang Zongxian's eyes were dim, and he didn't ask any more questions here. He turned his head and said: "After breaking into the realm of the great master, I want you to rush to Qianzhou immediately to grasp the overall situation. Capture him and send him back to Beijing, do you understand?"

"The minister leads the order."

Zhao Sheng kowtowed, the ecstasy that had just risen in his heart disappeared, leaving only a chill.

(End of this chapter)