Sign in to the Heavenly Master Palace, the Downhill Is Invincible

Seventy-four, put down the chaos, Ji Zishu ascended the throne

"What happened to the First Prince's soul?"

Xu Cheng asked suddenly.

Ji Chongxuan was taken aback for a moment, and then a wicked smile appeared on his face: "That's delicious..."

Hearing his words, Xu Cheng shook his head.

You can't live by doing your own crimes.

He raised his hand, and a talisman flew out.

"The art of talismans?"

"You Tianshi Palace still has this technique that has never been cut off?"

Ji Chongxuan exclaimed, and the eight bronze generals around him flew out, blocking in front of the talisman.

"Boom—"

"Boom—"

...

The golden talisman fell directly on the bronze general's chest, smashing it into pieces.

Ji Chongxuan's complexion changed drastically, he stretched out his arms, and shouted: "Come—"

"boom--"

The jade lions and towering trees in front of the main hall all exploded and rushed towards Xu Cheng and Ji Zishu.

"Puppetry?"

Xu Cheng whispered.

This technique of controlling vegetation, bamboo and stone is just a small way in puppet art.

However, being able to control so many at one time shows that Ji Chongxuan's own consciousness and spiritual power are already in the realm of a martial saint.

"Certainly!"

Xu Cheng shouted lightly, and all the puppets froze instantly.

This is not controlled by him using Daoist techniques, but also using puppet techniques to seize the control of these puppets.

"You, how do you know my fairy Qin puppet technique?"

Ji Chongxuan looked at Xu Cheng in horror.

This puppet technique is a secret of Xianqin.

Although the Great Chu Dark Guard also got some, but that was just superficial.

As the pre-Qin emperor, Ying Shen is the one in charge of the inheritance of puppet art.

At this time, someone took control of the puppet from him, how could this be possible?

"Let me see who you are from Qianqin."

Xu Cheng snorted lightly and pointed his fingertips.

A ray of spiritual light fell on Ji Chongxuan.

The aura covered his figure, Ji Chongxuan twisted all over, and streams of black decaying aura emanated from his body.

The black aura slowly rose up, condensing into the appearance of Ying Shen.

"The former Qin emperor?"

"Are you Qin Xuan Emperor Yingshen who was suppressed in the ancient Qin land back then?"

Xu Cheng said curiously: "You can't come out at all."

Speaking of this, there was a flash of inspiration in his eyes: "Is it another trick of the Demon Gate?"

"Hehe, your Tianshi Palace suppressed me for thousands of years, and ruined my Daqin Jiangshan. Today, I will destroy this world and let your Tianshi Palace be buried with the people of the world."

Ying Shen roared, and the dark aura poured down the ground.

"You want to undo the seals of those suppressed demons?"

"It's insane."

Xu Cheng shook his head, and the small seal above his head emitted thousands of golden lights.

"The town, the mountains and rivers—"

"boom--"

With this shout, the whole of Zhongzhou seemed to tremble slightly.

"Impossible, to activate this mountain and river seal, you need the strength of a Martial Saint at the third level or higher. You, how could you..."

Yingshen watched in a daze as countless golden lights emanated from the small seal, poured into the ground, and then deprived him of the right to control the leylines.

Xu Cheng raised his hand, and the talisman turned into a chain, locking Yingshen into a cloud the size of a palm.

This is Ying Shen's soul, where all his strength gathers.

With a gesture of his hand, Xu Cheng took the spirit away.

Without Ying Shen's soul control, Ji Chongxuan's body stood there, shriveled instantly.

"Father—"

Ji Zishu let out a mournful cry, tears streaming down his eyes.

...

Ten days later, a grand ceremony was held in the Great Chu Imperial City.

The emperor's grandson Ji Zishu followed the edict of the human emperor Ji Wujiang and inherited the throne of Great Chu.

Three days after the Emperor of Chu ascended the throne, he ordered the world to enshrine the Tianshi Palace as the sect of the country, and the little Tianshi Xu became the national teacher.

The Emperor of Chu personally ordered that soldiers and horses in Zhongzhou suppress the demons, and invited experts from the Demonic Dao in the Southern Wilderness, Tianshi Palace in Xijiang, Fumo Temple in the Northern Region, and Longdao in Donghai Town to eliminate the demons.

"Little Tianshi, I will build a Tianshi Palace in the imperial city for you. How about you stay in the imperial city?"

Outside the main hall of the imperial city, Ji Zishu looked at Xu Cheng and said in a low voice.

Ascending to the throne and taking charge of the world, for him, it is completely a matter of panic.

This Tianxuan world is completely based on martial arts first, Da Chu has no masters to sit in command, and it is impossible to subdue the world at all.

At this time, the little celestial master Xu Cheng wanted to leave, which made him at a loss.

Hearing Ji Zishu's words, Xu Cheng shook his head and said, "Since Dachu is in your hands, you have to carry it yourself."

"All the people in this world need an emperor who will truly benefit them. If you can't do it, I will come to the imperial city again."

"I understand." Ji Zishu nodded and said, "I will be a good emperor."

Xu Cheng raised his hand, and in the distance, a monk wearing a monk's robe came striding forward.

"Monk Kusheng, you will be responsible for protecting the Emperor Chu in the future, and you can be regarded as atonement for what you did back then."

Xu Cheng said.

"Don't worry, little celestial master." Monk Kusheng nodded and walked up to stand behind Ji Zishu.

He could no longer go back to Fumo Temple. When he was exorcising demons in Zhongzhou some time ago, he was summoned by Xu Cheng and came to the imperial city.

With his semi-sacred peak cultivation as a ninth-level master, plus the power of the Great Chu Chuanguo Jade Seal, there is no problem in protecting Ji Zishu in the imperial city.

As for the Shadow Demon Venerable who always likes to disturb the world, Xu Cheng has already discovered the location where he was sealed off through the map of suppressing demons hidden in the seal of mountains and rivers and the imperial city.

"This is the inherited skill of the Vajra Sect, and it is the foundation of your Ji family. You should practice it more frequently."

Xu Cheng handed another book to Ji Zishu.

This is the "Golden Armor Profound Art" that he was rewarded when he signed in to the secret place of the imperial city.

This exercise is the basic exercise of the ancient Jinjiamen. It condenses the body, strengthens the muscles and bones, and has superb defensive power.

However, Xu Cheng had already practiced Tiangang Fist, so he didn't have much interest in this kind of exercise that also focused on body training.

After explaining this, Xu Cheng drifted away under Ji Zishu's reluctant gaze.

...

The secret place, Nine Pylore Gates.

At this time, Jiuyoumen no longer had the power it had before.

Even the other sects in the secret place don't look down upon the seriously injured Nine Phantom Sect Master Wu Ting.

Wouldn't it be nice to hang around in the secret place safely, and insist on provoking those holy places.

Not to mention the decline in strength, even his arms were crushed by the former emperor Ji Wujiang.

Who would respect such a Nine Hell Gate Master?

"Ying Wujing, you should have thought about it. The Emperor of Chu ordered the world to eliminate demons, and formed an alliance with the world's holy places, and only missed your secret place, the Nine Hell Gate. Do you know what they will do?"

In the quiet room, in front of the pale-faced Ying Wuzong, a shadow kept changing.

"Hehe, I don't know what will happen to my secret land, but you demons, I'm afraid it will be difficult."

Ying Wujing sneered, staring at the specter in front of him.

"Yes, those guys from Tianshi Palace are indeed powerful, and my Demon Sect has suffered heavy losses."

"If not, I wouldn't have come to this desolate Jiuyou Gate to look for you."

Ying Wuzong's eyes widened at Moying's words.

But it is true.

The Nine Pylore Gates had indeed fallen into despair in his hands.

"Let's cooperate, otherwise, we will not have a good life."

Moying spoke sincerely.

After a moment of silence, Ying Wu Trace said, "How to cooperate?"

"You Jiuyoumen are guarding the Netherworld Demon Abyss. You only need you to open a gap in the Demon Abyss and let me recover some strength, and I can eradicate all the Tianshi Palace and those righteous holy places."

There was a hint of bewitchment in the voice of the phantom.

"At that time, your Jiuyou Sect was the first sect of Tianxuan."

Ying Wujing sneered and said, "Who will believe this?"

"I can let you plant the Nine Nether Seal."

Moying's words made Ying Wuzong's eyes condense: "Do you know the Nine Nether Seal?"

"If you plant the Nine Nether Seal, you will be suppressed in the Nine Nether Demon Abyss. Even if you come out, you will be controlled by the gatekeepers of Huangquan."

Moying looked at Ying Wuzong and said in a low voice: "The inheritance of your Jiuyoumen is the gatekeepers of Huangquan, right?"

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