My God, I am the emperor, the lord of mankind.

Chapter 278 sounds like no one knows how to fake corpses

Feeling the faint confrontation between the Taoist sect headed by Quanzhen in the north and the Zhengyi Alliance with Tianshi Mansion as the core in the south, Zhang Yongxu and Lan Daoxing, although they were thousands of miles apart from each other, chose to start their journey without exception at this time. No matter in organization or concept, the harmony between the North and South gates has become far different over the millennium.

But Shao Yuanjie's words surprised everyone.

This forced Zhang Yongxu to once again look at the person in front of him who was called by Xianzong and was the only disciple with a foreign surname in Longhu Mountain who followed his grandfather northward to serve.

At that time, it was the 47th generation of Heavenly Masters who fought against all opinions and just included him in the team going north. For this reason, he also suffered criticism from many children of the Zhang family.

"I don't need anyone else or any equipment to help me. I just need to hold this sword and use my sincerity as a guide. The Patriarch of Demon-Conquering can come to the world and conquer demons——"

"I don't want the Heavenly Master to worry about it. I can't say that although the method of summoning thunder from the Nine Heavens is fast, it may not be faster than me!"

So, in the horrified eyes of everyone.

Shao Yuanjie does not use utensils and does not open an altar, let alone etiquette details such as bathing and changing clothes.

He held the broken sword of Zhenwu in front of him, and the essence and blood in his palm was flowing on it.

A faint white light emerged from the Zhenwu Demon-Suppressing Remnant Sword in his hand.

"It's... it's spiritual enlightenment!"

Zhang Fawei and many Taoists looked at this scene in disbelief.

No equipment or rituals were required, not even prayers, but he really got a response from Emperor Zhenwu.

The cultivation level of this Taoist named Shao Yuanjie is so high, what level has he reached.

And this method of opening an altar to summon generals...is this really unheard of?

Shao Yuanjie didn't care about the thoughts of those behind him.

He stared at the white shadow that appeared on the broken sword of Zhenwu in front of him, and his fingers moved rhythmically in accordance with the divine spell in his mouth.

"I heard that Emperor Ziwei is the founder of demon subjugation. He is the sect of all saints and is supported by all the stars. His authority is in the earth, and he is in the sky. He is in charge of yin and yang..."

"Show the secret purpose of subduing demons and open the wonderful door to overcome misfortune. Destroy the evil spirits and create a magnificent world..."

"Shao Yuanjie, the priest, swept the floor to make an altar, and appealed to heaven for orders. He looked up to the trunk to transform, and bowed down to show mercy. The green cover of the Luan flag, the shadow temporarily left the golden palace. The sound of the phoenix, sheng and dragon tube gradually fell down to the world. Zuo Yuyi, Right Jie Lin, front with swagger, back with Xuanwu..."

"The gods of heaven, earth, water and land, holding urns and books. The generals of the Yue Mansion in Fengdu are holding axes and bows. The auspicious mist is faint, and the sky is flying. Slowly riding on the clouds, floating in the sky. I bow to the heavenly steps and welcome them. Holy Master..."

It is Beidi's curse to subjugate demons.

Emperor Zhenwu is Xuanwu, the God of Water, and the God of the North.

But the God of the North does not only refer to Emperor Zhenwu.

To be precise, there were three northern gods in Han belief at this time.

Zhuanxu is also often regarded as the main god of the north.

As the white light became more and more intense, the Big Dipper stars in the sky began to flicker.

It emits seven colors of brilliance, faintly forming a huge basalt pattern in the air.

The cold wind blowing suddenly from the north blew across the ancient battlefield of Jinling.

People heard that whenever the cold wind blew over the piles of corpses on the north and south sides of the river, the neighing of the iron horses and the roar of the fighting warriors could be heard from the biting north wind.

Perhaps Emperor Zhenwu saw the heroic appearance of these soldiers fighting on the battlefield, and could not bear the spirit of these heroes to dissipate in the world as time went by.

So these ghost soldiers and ghosts wandering on the battlefield were swept into the wind and taken away together, hoping to serve on the battlefield again in the future.

But... on both sides of the river, the sharks and the Ming army fought fiercely, leaving behind countless silver souls. It is understandable that ghosts and gods howled.

But how to explain the shrill howling coming from Jinling City, especially the Forbidden City?

It's really confusing.As if he thought of something, Zhang Fawei's expression changed, and he took another look at the so-called Zhenwu Broken Sword in Shao Yuanjie's hand... relying on his many years of experience in taking care of the treasures left by the ancestors of the past generations on Longhu Mountain.

After careful observation, he could naturally see that the broken sword in Shao Yuanjie's hand was not that long ago.

At most, it’s something from a hundred years ago.

Then, Shao Yuanjie threw the broken blade upward.

It was falling into the mouth of the Xuanwu shadow in the sky.

The name of the god he chanted made Zhang Fawei's heart sink, and he finally determined which Zhenwu Emperor was being summoned from the opposite side.

It’s a bit screwed up!This man!Still here!
Feeling the cold and chilling aura of Beidi Zhenwu getting stronger and stronger above his head.

Zhang Fawei, who was setting up the Nine Heavens Thunder Formation with everyone else, quietly raised his head and glanced at the Jinling Forbidden Palace where suddenly there were bursts of cries of men and women amidst the burning fire.

Feeling the emperor's dragon energy that became more and more dense, cold, and decadent with the cries and the sound of burning fire.

Something bad!
Zhang Fawei swallowed hard.

Didn't even that man feel completely cool?

Are you going to take advantage of this juncture to fake the corpse and give it to everyone?
Thinking of the two people in history who had an eternal feud.

Zhang Fawei could no longer imagine how tragic the scene would be when these two people met.

I just hope they can understand the current situation before taking the next step.

Zhang Fawei prayed silently in his heart.

But it seems that God doesn't want Jinling to be too peaceful at this time.

At this moment, a fire suddenly burst into the sky in the Forbidden Palace of Jinling. The pillar of fire was slightly black and blue in color. It was not hot, but on the contrary, it brought a bit of chill to the city of Jinling.

This also made the people in Jinling City face the huge fire that suddenly shot up into the sky. They were just shocked, but did not really suffer any loss of property or personnel.

The flames enveloped the entire Forbidden City. Seeing the faint fire beside them, the palace maids and eunuchs ran away subconsciously. But after a moment, they realized that although the flames looked fierce, even if they put their palms into them, they would only feel There was a slight coolness, even under the scorching heat, and even the fatigue from a tiring day dissipated a lot, and I suddenly felt refreshed——

Perhaps, this was the last mercy of the tragic emperor——

On the Jinling Observatory, Lord Jia, who led many cardinals to guard Nanjing and wore a mask for a long time, was also staring blankly in the direction of the Forbidden Palace.

The people next to him called softly and saw that he was unmoved. They stepped forward to help him, but they were shocked to find that this old man who had lived for an unknown period of time was staring in the direction of Jinling, and his face under the mask was already full of tears.

"His Majesty……"

The voice was so dreamlike that the attendant beside him thought he was hallucinating.

Until the Master Jia in front of him pushed away his attendants, straightened his clothes, and bowed in the direction of the Forbidden Palace that was on fire not far away. He cried in an unprecedentedly humble and sincere voice.

"I was summoned south by a secret edict to revive the enemy and raise righteous soldiers to fight against the Yan rebels. I heard that the city of Jinling was destroyed and the emperor abdicated..."

"In this life, I have been favored by the country. The country is in trouble. I share my righteousness and promise. I should die to make my determination clear..."

"But the Yan thieves are abominable, disrupting the imperial line, and desecrating the destiny of heaven. I want to sit back and watch their demise, go to war and destroy the country..."

"Your Majesty, I finally see you again!"

After saying this, he shed tears and cried bitterly, his voice was miserable, and all the officials around him were moved.

But no matter how many people's nerves were affected by the strange movements in the Forbidden Palace.

The suddenly gloomy and dark sky above the head seemed to deliberately suppress the soaring flames of the Jinling Forbidden Palace.

In the sky, the Big Dipper twinkled more and more in the darkness. Its light covered the sun and the moon, and naturally also covered the vision of the Forbidden Palace.

(End of this chapter)