The Mad Prince of Tang Dynasty, Inheritance of the Sword Saint at the Beginning

Your Majesty can ride a dragon!

No matter whether it was the civil and military officials or the surrounding people, they were completely dumbfounded, and everyone was shocked beyond words.

The common people even made a murmur in their hearts.

The ancient people were most fond of theological and fantasy theories. The incident of the disaster made them think that the Tang Dynasty would fall into a disaster, but everything in front of them overturned all guesses.

Li Shimin can control the golden dragon, it is a dragon, only heaven can give orders.

Civil and military officials were the first to react, and hurriedly stood in front of the golden dragon and bowed.

"The golden dragon came to the world and blessed me in the Tang Dynasty. Congratulations."

"Your Majesty orders the Golden Dragon, my Great Tang will be immortal."

"My emperor, long live, long live, long live!"

Li Shimin was expressionless, looking down at the common people on the earth.

He came to sacrifice with a purpose, and he was sure that the assassins would attack.

At that time, the Assassin will be dealt with with the might of a golden dragon transformed by Yang Qi Jue.

At that time, everyone will believe that Datang is blessed by immortals, and that he, Li Shimin, can command the real dragon, he is the son of destiny.

Li Shimin's goal has been achieved.

In the southern suburbs, among the gathered people.

In addition to the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty, there are also onlookers and strange people hidden among the common people.

Those who have different intentions do not want to believe that Li Shimin is the true son of man, but now they have to believe it.

But no one expected that Li Shimin killed all the hidden assassins with his own power, even the Tubo masters were killed. This is simply beyond everyone's knowledge.

Especially the golden dragon in the sky has been proven to be real. Under such circumstances, it is impossible for people with different hearts to use the disaster to overthrow Li Shimin.

This point makes people with different intentions feel extremely helpless.

Chapter 220 Four Strange Old Man

In a short period of time, the news spread throughout Datang.

Li Shimin performed the sacrificial ceremony in the southern suburbs, and the golden dragon was born to listen to the emperor's orders.

Bai Qi came back to life and beheaded Han King Li Yuanchang in Wannian County, shocking the world.

Every news is like a blockbuster, which makes people brain-drenched.

After Li Kuan heard the news, he smiled lightly. Li Shimin's plan had been seen through by him long ago, but he didn't expose it.

However, under Sun Simiao's suggestion, he did not immediately check on the disaster, but found an inn around the disaster to stay.

According to what Sun Simiao said, maybe people from Ghost Valley will also come here to check the situation of the disaster, so they can wait for the rabbit.

So everyone waited here for two days.

Inside the Daming Palace, at the Xuanzheng Hall.

Civil and military officials stood in awe, respectful to those on the dragon chair.

Li Shimin was wearing a dragon robe and sitting on a dragon chair, his majestic eyes glanced at him, and no one dared to say anything.

"My dear friends, if you have something to play, you will leave the court if you have nothing to do."

Fang Xuanling stepped forward to worship.

"Your Majesty, the resurrection of Lord Wu'an Baiqi of the Qin Dynasty has been found out, and it is true."

This sentence made Baiguan frowned.

The technique of longevity is nothing more than that, but it is understandable.

But a person who has been dead for thousands of years has come back to life, what's the trouble?

Buried under the ground for a thousand years, I am afraid that it will become a dry bone, how can it be resurrected.

Fang Xuanling said again.

"This is the method of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

When they heard that Li Kuan did it, everyone felt that it was reasonable and unexpected.

Resurrecting from the dead is really the trick of an immortal.

Immediately, Li Kuan's image was elevated in the hearts of all the officials, and no one dared not to follow.

After half a day.

The land of disaster.

Li Kuan stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the meteorite on the tombstone in front of him.

After waiting for several days, Xuan Zhenzi, the contemporary descendant of Ghost Valley, did not arrive, so he didn't want to wait anymore.

Above the catastrophe, there is a mysterious aura, just getting close to it makes people feel a little manic, if it goes on for a long time, it will definitely become a crazy and extreme person.

Murong Yue also sensed the breath coming from above the calamity, and said with some palpitations.