Longevity begins with slaying demons and eliminating demons

Three days later, on a moonless night, Yan Wang Zhao Changying, as he said before, walked into the underground secret room of the palace alone, wearing single clothes and carrying a jug of fine wine.

He didn't say goodbye to anyone.

He just left a note on the desk, claiming that he had a new understanding of the Dao of Heaven and Earth, and that he needed a period of time to practice in seclusion to find his way to ascension.

Dayan's throne will be handed over to his daughter Zhao Yan.

This news undoubtedly shocked the ruling and opposition parties.

Some people are optimistically looking forward to, if Zhao Changying's cultivation can take this opportunity to improve further, then after he leaves the customs, will he lead Dayan's soldiers to enter Luojing, kill Emperor Tianxing, Ping Push Da Qi.

There are also people who are worried about this, suspecting that Zhao Yan, who is only in her early twenties and only cultivated at the fifth level, is not capable of carrying the burden of the king and handling domestic and foreign affairs well.

What if Zhao Changying really survived the catastrophe and ascended to the fairyland, or something went wrong in the process of cultivation, and his soul was scattered, his body died and his dao disappeared.

By then, will Dayan, who has no top powerhouse in charge, really be able to withstand Da Qi's all-out attack?
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At this moment, Zhao Yan was standing in the corridor outside the door of the secret room, looking at the closed door, her eyes were in a daze, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

The orange candlelight illuminated half of her cheeks, casting a hazy halo on her pupils, while the other half of her face was hidden in the shadows.

Gu Xu walked to her side and said softly, "The people outside are already waiting for you."

Zhao Yan still stood still, motionless.

After a while, she finally turned around and grabbed Gu Xu's arm habitually.

"Gu Daoyou, I feel that I'm still a little unprepared," she murmured with her head lowered, "When he was still by my side, I always felt that I was very powerful, and nothing in the world could defeat me.

"But now that he has left me, I realize that I am actually very weak. I don't know what to do is right and what is wrong. It's like a lamb falling into a pack of wolves."

Gu Xu sighed softly and said: "Fate is like this, it never leaves time for people to prepare. Many people in this world are forced to a certain position like ducks on the shelf, and gradually, they also learn to play a new role.

"Maybe, on the day your father became the Duke of Yan, he was in the same mood as you."

Zhao Yan tilted her head to look at him, and smiled slightly: "You are quite good at comforting people."

"My lord queen, you will be my backer from now on," Gu Xu said pretending to be serious, "If you don't pull yourself together, then who else in this world can protect me?"

Zhao Yan nodded seriously: "That's right."

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The emperor of the Daqi Dynasty held the enthronement ceremony. The process was extremely cumbersome and complicated. It required fasting and bathing, worshiping God and ancestors, holding a sword inheritance ceremony, congratulating all officials, and announcing to the world.

But the Dayan court, as a grass-roots team that has just been established, is far from being so particular.

Early in the morning, Zhao Yan was already sitting in the chair that belonged to Zhao Changying, fulfilling the duties of a king.

The subordinates under the steps were chattering non-stop, like a bandit's village.

In the end, it was the high priest Chongli's repeated and strong request that everyone decided to follow the example of the Yan kings thousands of years ago and go to the Temple of Fire on an auspicious day to hold a sacrificial ceremony and announce the enthronement to the world.

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"My lord, I have a request."

This afternoon, Chong Li suddenly approached Gu Xu and said to him respectfully.

"Let's talk," Gu Xu said, "However, if your request is still the same as last time, and you want the king to agree to marry her cousin, then forgive me for not agreeing."

"Of course not this," Chong Li said hastily, "I just hope that you can replace me and crown Dayan's new king in the upcoming sacrificial ceremony."

While talking, he took out a gorgeous crown from his wide sleeves, held it in both hands and handed it to Gu Xu.

It is made of pure gold, with nine phoenixes and fourteen flower trees carved on it.

There are also some complicated runes hidden in it, making it glow golden red all over, like a flame burning on it.

"This is the crown used by the monarch of Dayan hundreds of years ago," Chongli paused for a moment, and then introduced, "The great fire god is the patron saint of Dayan, and the kingship of Dayan is also bestowed by the fire god.

"Therefore, when every king ascends the throne, the high priest will act as the representative of Vulcan and put the crown on them.

"However, after the last King of Yan surrendered to Daqi, this crown has been stored in the Fire God Temple and has never been used again.

"Now, it's time to bring it back to light."

Speaking of this, Chong Li's eyes flickered with fanatical flames, as if the once glorious Yan had reappeared in the world.

"Aren't you the high priest? Why do you need me to do this?" Gu Xu asked.

"Now that you have walked the world, how can it be my turn to crown the new king?" Chong Li lowered his head and said in a humble tone.

Gu Xu nodded, and took the crown, thinking that such a luxurious and gorgeous thing, probably only has Zhao Yan's appearance, and it won't look pompous and vulgar after wearing it.

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Time flies.

On a cloudless morning, when the sun had just dispelled the night, the residents of Jicheng flooded to the side of the street to watch Dayan's new king who had just ascended the throne.

On the road from the palace to the Temple of Fire, thousands of soldiers in armor are already maintaining order.

Drums burst out, and horns are equally famous.

Zhao Yan didn't take a car or a sedan chair, but wore a gold and red brocade robe and a crimson cloak, riding on the back of a steed "Big Red", surrounded by black-clothed personal guards, walked from the crowd through.

From a distance, it seems that she is wearing a dress made of flames, burning in the morning sun.

When she arrived at her destination, the bell of the temple rang, melodiously, resounding throughout the city.

Accompanied by the sound of the bell, the whole body of the temple tower glowed with red light, and even the surrounding air became hotter, and the eyes of the believers became more respectful and pious.

Zhao Yan got off her horse outside the gate of the tower, and then walked straight towards the altar under the guidance of the priest.

The pyre next to the altar burst into flames, and seemed to bow to her.

She tidied up her clothes, knelt down in front of the statue of Vulcan, pressed her left hand to her right, supported the ground, and then slowly kowtowed to the ground, staying for a long time, and performed the Jishou salute.

All the ministers were heard shouting in unison under the leadership of Chong Li: "Your Majesty is ordered by God, and his life will last forever!"

At this moment, Gu Xu came out from behind the altar.

He held the gorgeous golden crown in his hand, reflecting the light of the flames, shining brightly.

He stopped in front of Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan raised her head to look at him, the firelight illuminated her face more and more charmingly, her pair of sparkling eyes seemed to be silently expressing countless thoughts.

Gu Xu solemnly put the crown on her head.

The flames in the house crawled obediently to the ground in an instant.

At this moment, the remaining youthfulness and innocence in Zhao Yan's body seemed to have disappeared, replaced by the grace and majesty of a king.

Gu Xu smiled faintly at her, then turned and walked into the shadow of the temple.

Zhao Yan took a deep breath, stood up from the ground, and walked towards the officials who greeted her outside the house amidst the shouts of "Long live my king".