Taoist priest in the foggy capital

Liu Banxian and Luo Wei hurried and finally arrived at the palace gate.

But it was different from what I had imagined, and even contrary to common sense, there was no one in front of the palace wall, not even a single guard.

The nine palace gates leading to the Forbidden City were open, arranged in a row from front to back and from far to near.

"The Forbidden Palace is waiting for us with its mouth wide open."

Liu Banxian couldn't help but wipe the sweat off his forehead.

After hearing from Yuan Shouwang that the Forbidden Palace was a living thing, he now felt a chill in his bones as he looked at this magnificent, huge imperial city.

"How about you wait for me outside?"

Luo Wei said in a relaxed tone: "I am not from the Xuanmen sect, nor am I a warrior from the Central Plains. If I go in, I probably won't be targeted by the Forbidden Palace, right?"

"Who knows?"

Liu Banxian adjusted his sunglasses. "Besides, who do you think I am, your uncle? I have been through a lot of hardships, such as climbing mountains of swords and diving into seas of fire, venturing into dragon's dens and entering tiger's dens. Is the Forbidden Palace the so-called eighteen levels of hell?
Afraid? There is no such word in my dictionary, Liu Banxian!"

Luo Wei made an inviting gesture, "Shall we go now?"

"Why don't you stay here for tea?"

Liu Banxian swallowed his saliva and said, "Let's go. It's time for the two of us to become famous in the North."

"it is good!"

……

The uneasy feeling in Yin Xiu's heart gradually disappeared.

First there was the thunder in the sky, and then the trembling from the sword edge, both of which made Yin Xiu feel weird and abnormal.

So much so that the fact that he was surrounded by the imperial guards became the least important thing.

At this time, Yin Xiu was sitting in the palace, and sitting opposite him was a young man who looked to be no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, an age when he was still not very sensible, yet everyone called him the emperor.

His face was thin and blue, with a few stubbles at the corners of his mouth. He looked like someone who had not exercised for a long time and had a poor appetite.

There was an indelible gloom in the emperor's expression.

"You shouldn't sit if the emperor doesn't grant you a seat."

"is it?"

Yin Xiu smiled, but didn't mean to stand up. "Then what should I do?"

"You should be like them."

The emperor pointed at the eunuchs who were kneeling at the bottom of the stairs with worried looks on their faces.

"You should be like them, kneeling on the ground, with your head down, and not even raising your eyes."

"Sorry, I'm not used to that."

Yin Xiu stretched lazily and said, "I am the kind of person who stands when others stand, and sits when others sit.

I will never let others look up at me and feel dizzy, nor will I let others look down at me and feel tired. "

"You are a really interesting person."

The emperor smiled, like an unnatural wrinkle on a smooth white paper. "I have never heard anyone speak like this."

"You are the emperor, how dare others disrespect you?"

After a pause, Yin Xiu emphasized: "In fact, I don't disrespect you. I just communicate with you in an equal manner."

"equality?"

The emperor shook his head and said, "My background has determined that I have no connection with this word.

Moreover, people are inherently unequal, whether it is them and me, or them and you, they are unequal. Otherwise, why are you sitting and they are kneeling?

If you really care about equality, you should kneel with them."

"wrong."

Yin Xiu retorted: "I should have asked them to stand up or sit with me instead of kneeling with them."

"Then you scream!"

The emperor nodded, "Look at these people, who will listen to you? They don't need the equality you talk about at all."

"is it?"

Yin Xiu snapped the barrel of the gun out of his sleeve and pointed it at the people below, "Stand up."

No one moved, they remained kneeling.

"It seems like no one listens to you?" the emperor said with a smile.

Yin Xiu also laughed, "Really? It seems that no one of them really takes my words seriously."

"That's natural."

The emperor took the tea from the tray of his personal attendant and took a sip. "These servants grew up in the palace. To them, there is only the emperor and father, nothing else. They give everything to serve the emperor and father. This is also the law of nature."

"Is it justice?"

Yin Xiu smiled even more brightly. He pulled his hand back, pulled the trigger, and without even turning his head, he fired at the eunuchs kneeling on the ground.

With a crackling sound, priceless pieces of floor tiles flew everywhere and sparks splashed.

The eunuchs stood up and stepped aside amidst shouts of fear.

At the same time, the imperial guards outside the palace and the civil and military officials were trembling with fear, and they could hardly hold back and rush forward.

"Look, aren't they standing up now?"

The emperor frowned and glared at the people below him, "How dare you!"

The eunuchs were immediately terrified and wanted to kneel down again.

Yin Xiu didn't say anything, but just raised the gun in his hand, and the kneeling action was immediately stopped silently.

"Actually, you don't have Xishou, right?"

Yin Xiu had no intention of arguing with the emperor on such matters; he simply asked questions that concerned him.

"In fact, even if the Eight-Nation Alliance reached Tianjin, you never left Yujing, right?"

"Yes."

The emperor admitted, "The emperor will not leave his capital, nor will he retreat just because of the rebellion of the royal family and the Eight-Nation Alliance."

"I see."

Yin Xiu couldn't help but look at the young man for a second longer. "If you were not the emperor, you would probably be a very successful person."

"But I am the emperor."

He also looked at Yin Xiu, "This is a fact that will not change."

"I'm not going to ask you to change, because I just want your life."

"Why? We have no grudges against each other. Even those wanted warrants were issued by the Military Affairs Office. I have never even looked at them."

The emperor seemed very innocent, "It's none of my business at all."

"That's not what I meant."

Yin Xiu narrowed her eyes and looked at him. "I mean, I've figured it out. The key to getting out of this palace probably lies with you."

"I give you a token and let you travel freely?"

"No, you don't know what weird things happened to me, but it doesn't matter."

Yin Xiu shook his head, "I said, all I want is your life, because you are the master of this forbidden palace.

If you die, many problems may be solved. Whether it is the Imperial Palace or Kyushu, there will definitely be changes. " "I don't know where your theory comes from, but I don't care. "

The emperor pointed outside and said, "But I don't think those people outside will agree."

"is it?"

Yin Xiu glanced outside the palace, where there were about eight hundred imperial guards standing.

Without speaking to the emperor anymore, Yin Xiu stood up and walked out. After the smoke cleared, the Chaofeng Sword appeared in his hand.

He stepped over the threshold, faced the dark crowd, and placed the Chaofeng Sword on his shoulder.

"I have no grudges against you, but it doesn't matter."

Yin Xiu's cold eyes swept across the unfamiliar faces that were filled with tension and murderous intent.

"Whether you want to be loyal to the emperor and the country, fulfill your duties, or seek promotion, honor, wealth and splendor, whatever, whoever wants to fight me, just come forward."

As soon as he finished speaking, a soldier of the imperial guards stabbed Yin Xiu with a gun.

Yin Xiu threw the scabbard to the ground and passed by the soldier, whose head fell to the ground.

The blood stimulated people's eyes and hearts, making everyone's breathing quicken and become stronger.

On a level invisible to these people, countless blood-red chains shot out from Yin Xiu's body, connecting these imperial guards.

Khorne Link!

There was almost fire under Yin Xiu's feet. He crashed into the crowd, raising a cloud of blood mist.

The shouts and cries of killing shook the thousand-year-old capital and broke through the sky.

The square was made of white marble and the steps were covered in blood.

The blood with body temperature covered people's ankles, and later turned into brown mud with a fishy smell, making people feel like they were walking in a swamp and making it difficult to walk.

Relying on the continuous recovery and ability acquisition of [Scarlet Romance] and [Khorne Link], and with the protection of the three-colored dragon and tiger energy, Yin Xiu formed an army of one man, constantly chopping down the imperial guards, palace masters, and monsters in the Forbidden Palace who rushed towards him.

Soon, corpses were piled up layer upon layer around him.

Yin Xiu held a great internal martial arts master under his armpit and pointed his sword at those who still wanted to rush forward and surround him.

"Come!"

The neck of the palace master was broken with a sound. Yin Xiu threw the body aside and jumped into the crowd again. He found a master in the realm of synesthesia among hundreds of unfamiliar faces and stabbed the burning famous sword Chaofeng into the other's chest.

At the same time, Yin Xiu was slapped on the chest by the man and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The dragon and tiger qi protected his heart meridians, preventing his heart meridians from being shattered by a single blow.

After killing the great master, [Khorne Link] injected part of the dead man's vitality into Yin Xiu's body, helping him recover his strength and repair his injuries.

Turning around without stopping, Yin Xiu started fighting with another person.

The emperor sat in the hall, looking at the battle situation outside with a frown on his face.

Of course, he did not feel any emotion after seeing the guards fall down, because the guards were consumables, they would always die and always need to be replaced.

It’s not because Yin Xiu’s iron fist is invincible and he killed so many people by himself, because life and death are just a matter of a moment, and death is inevitable.

The only problem that troubled the emperor was that he was very close to Yin Xiu and he could reach out to his throat and strangle it.

However, Yin Xiu gave up and turned around to deal with the imperial guards first.

This left the emperor completely puzzled.

"It's very simple, Your Majesty. Yin Xiu is a man with great ambition, just like Commander Ren, oh no, just like Ren Qi."

Di Wei brought a few subordinates to the bottom of the steps in the hall, bowed respectfully, turned their backs to the outside of the hall, and completely ignored the fierce battle outside.

Although the emperor was not very happy to see Di Wei, his presence at least made him feel a little more at ease.

"You mean he did this just because he was angry at the moment?"

"More than that, Your Majesty."

Di Wei was like a kind old scholar who knew everything and patiently answered the emperor's questions.

"He wanted to prove that the Forbidden City was no different from any other place."

The emperor understood Di Wei's meaning. Yin Xiu wanted to use blood to wash away the majesty of the royal family.

When the emperor was angry, he laid down millions of corpses and bled for thousands of miles.

However, after Yin Xiu fought such a battle in the Forbidden Palace, others would find out that the emperor, who was high above and like a god, was not omnipotent.

At least there was such a person who could break into the Forbidden City and leave behind countless corpses, and then leave in a flash, while the emperor could do nothing but watch.

This is something that makes anyone's scalp tingle, but it is also something that can't help but be encouraging.

This incident will prove that the emperor is just an ordinary person.

However, to accomplish this task, two conditions are needed. One is that the emperor dies, and the other is that the news of this matter spreads beyond the palace walls.

To stop this, only one condition is needed, and that is to kill Yin Xiu and his group.

The emperor looked at Di Wei.

De Wei lowered his head even lower.

"Chief Steward Di, Yin Xiu has survived in the palace until the next day, right?"

"The slave is incompetent."

Di Wei's face was gloomy, "No matter how strong Yin Xiu is, there are so many masters in the Forbidden Palace that there is always a chance to kill him.

However, for some unknown reason, he was blessed by the luck of the Forbidden Palace, which allowed him to run rampant in the palace. He was even more like a fish in water than the priests and was very difficult to deal with.

As far as I know, only Prince Yu can stop him."

"Then go and ask Prince Yu to come."

After the emperor finished speaking, Di Wei did not respond, but just lowered his head.

"Oh?"

He understood something and knew that there had never been such a person as Prince Yu in the world before and there would never be one in the future.

Prince Yu was kept in the Forbidden Palace forever.

"What about you?" the emperor asked again.

"Before he obtained the luck of the Forbidden Palace, I had a 40% chance of success. Now, I'm afraid even 10% is difficult." Di Wei told the truth.

The emperor asked again: "He has obtained the luck of the Forbidden Palace, so he is invincible in the palace. However, those servants have also obtained the favor of luck and have stayed in the palace for who knows how many years. Why are they all dead, but he is still alive?"

De Wei didn't know how to answer.

Because he was not favored by the Forbidden Palace's fortune, nor was he a priest of the Forbidden Palace, he was just the chief eunuch of the palace.

Upon seeing this, the emperor waved his hand and dismissed the eunuch who was about to come forward to serve him. He rested one hand on the handle of the dragon throne, leaned his body, and supported his chin with his hand, looking very dejected.

This was an attitude and behavior that should not appear in the emperor's etiquette, but no one reminded him at this time.

Di Wei also knew that this was the emperor's unique thinking posture. Even though he looked melancholy and depressed, he always carried a sense of depression and solemnity of the last monarch.

However, the young emperor was indeed thinking for himself. Unlike the stereotypes of late dynasty monarchs in history, he did not seem like a foolish and weak lord.

The emperor always told people not to dare to deceive him, nor to have the heart to lie to him.

After a long time, the emperor came back to his senses from his long contemplation, but he had no intention of sitting up straight.

He just slumped on the dragon throne, looking at Yin Xiu not far away, sighed deeply, and then expressed his judgment in a calm tone.

"Perhaps this forbidden palace will have a new owner." (End of this chapter)