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Chapter 630 Chapter 620 IX This Emperor Cannot Be Reigned

But Zhao Ji knew that nowadays, Buddhism is in the world, and there are very few high-level people appearing, and all the temples in the world are Taoist heavenly courts.

As the emperor of the human race, if I dare to stand on the side of Buddhism, I am afraid that even if the heavenly court kills me directly, no one will dare to say a word, just like the great ancestor back then, there was still a candlelight ax shadow after his death.

How dare he continue to put such a dangerous thing in his palace, this is not a training book, but a weapon that can kill him.

Seeing that Zhao Ji was so frightened by a book of exercises that he knelt down and begged, Zhang Baoyu could only smile wryly.

He now has no hope for the candidate he has chosen.

If such a person can test out something, it would be like a joke.

But since he was the one chosen by himself, he had to endure it when he was on a mission. If he changed another person, he would not have the power that the other party has now.

Raising his hand and inhaling, he sucked the Buddhist golden body exercise classics on the ground into his hand, and put his backhand into the time-space bead. As soon as he lifted Zhao Ji, Zhang Baoyu dodged towards the place where he came in.

Now Zhang Baoyu no longer has any desire to talk to the person in front of him, he just wants to send him out as soon as possible, don't let anyone know about it, and then leave the capital of Song Dynasty by himself.

In Mount Qingcheng, Bai Suzhen is still waiting for her to subdue her, such a beautiful woman should be what she wants to pursue.

As for Zhao Ji, whoever wants to spend time on him can do it, anyway, I don't do such things anymore.

Seeing that Zhang Baoyu kept his face sullen and didn't speak, but just carried himself forward and moved forward quickly, Zhao Ji also understood that it was probably because he was too timid, and Shangxian looked down on him.

But thinking that he is the emperor after all, no emperor would be so courageous, but for a cultivator like Shangxian, he can clearly explain such things.

I am afraid that Shangxian wants to help himself because he is a human race, so he pities himself. Such a person can only do what he wants, and wants Shangxian to help him with all his strength. Zhao Ji doesn't think so. Dare to think.

Now that he has understood his end, he can't do anything with his own immortal, and the only one who can help him in the future is his own strength.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ji, who originally felt that he had softened into a ball, suddenly felt a surge of strength in his heart, and his eyes looking forward showed a little more determination.

Zhang Baoyu's current memory, and under the circumstances that he has the intention to remember, naturally he will not remember the wrong route.

After a while, the figures of the two reappeared in the hall, and after a slight sense, the hall was still empty, so Zhang Baoyu walked up with Zhao Ji.

Put Zhao Ji on the ground, without even looking at it, Zhang Baoyu has already strode out, and said as he walked: "The Great Song Dynasty is the pinnacle of our human culture, and the most important thing about the inheritance of a race is the cultural heritage." Inheritance, so I’m here to help you.”

Speaking of this, Zhang Baoyu stopped, looked back at Zhao Ji, his eyes were like lightning, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes and said: "You should know that it is against the rules of heaven for me to help you, so I I hope that this matter will not be known by anyone, even if I meet you in the future, we will not know each other, I hope you will remember this, otherwise, no matter who is standing beside you, I will take your life!"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Baoyu's figure flashed and disappeared into the Great Song Palace.

It's just that when he left, Zhang Baoyu felt that Zhao Ji was a little more determined than when he just met him.

But thinking of Zhao Ji's courage, Zhang Baoyu felt that this must be his own illusion. How could Zhao Ji have such a character as perseverance.

Looking at the sky in the east, I thought that now that I am in the capital of Song Dynasty, God knows where there will be gods around. Obviously, today's practice will be delayed again.

Thinking of this, Zhang Baoyu also made up his mind to go back and taste the delicacies of this era before leaving here to find another maid of his own.

Such a place, suppressed by the imperial dragon spirit, is not a place where a cultivator like himself should come.

Moreover, it was obviously a mistake for me to come to the capital of the Great Song Dynasty this time. I hope that Zhao Ji can help me find out something, I'm afraid it's better to go there myself at the risk of being exposed.

Seeing this Shangxian who took the risk to come to the palace to remind himself, and left without looking back, Zhao Ji remembered his performance in front of the Shangxian, and smiled wryly.

He would naturally believe in a Shangxian who was willing to enter the extremely suppressed imperial palace and pass on his real cultivation techniques, otherwise, he would not have brought Zhang Baoyu to the most secret tunnel in the imperial palace.

But from childhood to adulthood, the sum of all the things he has experienced may not be as much as today.

Zhao Ji felt that even when he was on the throne, he was not as shocked as he is today.

Not only did he learn a set of hidden deep cultivation techniques, but he also knew a truly safe place in the palace.

As for the matter of Emperor Taizu, Zhao Ji didn't even dare to think about it now.

He was afraid that as long as he thought about the fact that Emperor Taizu actually practiced Buddhist skills as the emperor of the East, known as the Son of Heaven, he would lose the courage to continue practicing.

Now Zhao Ji can be sure that the history of the Song Dynasty he has seen is absolutely true. If he can't fall into such a fate, how can the Heavenly Court let the future emperors know what they can't do.

Now he can be more sure that everything will depend on himself in the future.

Because of such things, he can't tell anyone, not even the next emperor.

Otherwise, he would be worried that his next emperor might not have the guts to be the emperor who was destined to be retaliated by the Heavenly Court.

Now Zhao Ji is very clear that if he wants to save himself, there is only one way to make Song Dynasty stronger and become the most powerful country in the world.

Only in this way, I will not fall into the end of Song history.

Of course, the most important thing is that his own strength must become stronger, even if he can't beat him, he must be able to run.

After all, for such a thing, the Heavenly Court can only use the countries of the world to do it, and it is impossible to end it in person.

Only when one's own country is the strongest and one's own strength is strong can there be real security.

Touching the seal hanging on his waist, Zhao Ji shook his head lightly, saying that this emperor can no longer be the emperor.

In order not to be raised in captivity in the future, I must practice myself.

If he is practicing on the throne, it is simply an excuse for Tianting to take action. How could he make such a mistake.

(End of this chapter)