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Chapter 663 Death Remonstrance
Xianlan Dynasty.

In the Zijin Palace.

All the civil and military officials in the Manchu Dynasty lowered their heads and did not dare to breathe.

On the throne, Sikong Shang's gloomy face was about to squeeze out water.

His eyes were full of sternness and cruelty.

Kunxu Mountain was defeated, the northern sky region was defeated along the coast, and the monster region was still defeated.

In just a few days, three battlefields were defeated one after another.

Tens of millions of troops, nearly [-] immortal masters, over [-]% casualties.

Even the soldiers who escaped by chance were like bereaved dogs, and they no longer had the morale to dare to fight.

But within the dynasty, after the news of the defeat spread, everyone from the court officials to the low-level soldiers feared Dali.

The blow to Xianlan Dynasty was too great in this battle, so big that even Sikong Shang couldn't bear it.

"Dali has three immortal-level powerhouses!"

he murmured in a low voice.

The murmured voice resounded in the dead hall, causing Man Chao Wenwu's heart to tremble.

Yup!

Three immortal-level powerhouses!
This is something no one thought of.

With three battlefields and three immortal-level powerhouses, Dali is already invincible.

Coupled with the mobilization of the army and the Kunxu Mountain God's move, it is strange that the Xianlan Dynasty can win.

"Your Majesty, the old minister proposes to abandon the Northern Sky Territory and the Northeast Territory, and shrink all troops."

Inside the hall, a white-haired minister came out and said in a deep voice.

Liao Lansheng, the prime minister of the Xianlan Dynasty, is known as the No. 1 civil official of the Xianlan Dynasty. He is now 300 years old, but he has been the prime minister for more than [-] years.

In other words, Liao Lansheng has been the prime minister of the Xianlan Dynasty since Sikong Shang ascended the throne.

Liao Lansheng and Sikong Shang are both teachers and friends. Before Sikong Shang ascended the throne, Liao Lansheng was his teacher. After Sikong Shang ascended the throne, he regarded him as his most trusted subject.

In the past 300 years, Liao Lansheng has lived up to his trust and has greatly improved the overall national strength of the Xianlan Dynasty.

But with the expansion of the Xianlan Dynasty, the relationship between Liao Lansheng and Sikong Shang became worse.

Because Liao Lansheng repeatedly dissuaded Sikong from expanding, but Sikong insisted on going his own way and never stopped expanding.

Ten years ago, Liao Lansheng advised Sikong not to attack Chiyang Palace, lest Dali would counterattack.

Needless to say, the Xianlan Dynasty still launched an attack on Chiyang Palace, and millions of troops were destroyed in the south of Kunxu Mountain.

And a few months ago, Liao Lansheng once again tried to dissuade him from going to war with Dali, but it was still useless.

Si Kongshang not only did not accept the remonstrance several times in a row, but instead condemned his former teacher many times.

Now Liao Lansheng stood up again and advised again.

Sikong Shang looked at him with a complicated expression.

Liao Lansheng's every remonstrance was correct.

But he made one of the biggest mistakes.

That is, he only considered the dynasty, not the emperor.

For the dynasty, long-term stability is the most important thing.

With the profound background of the Xianlan Dynasty, as long as it maintains stable development, its national power will become stronger and stronger. After a few hundred years, the Xianlan Dynasty is likely to become the most powerful dynasty in Xiandi, or even the most powerful force.

But for the emperor, the dynasty is just an accessory, and the emperor is the only master.

Everything in the dynasty should serve the master, the Emperor.

What Sikong still needs is not a powerful dynasty, but an emperor who ascends to immortality.

What he wanted was Dengxian, but Liao Lansheng was thinking about the dynasty.

Liao Lansheng was not wrong, but it was not in line with Sikong Shang's wishes.

"Go back!"

Sikong Shang said in a deep voice.

Liao Lansheng froze all over.

"Your Majesty~"

He cried out a little sadly.

There was trembling in the voice.

"We can't fight anymore! If we continue to fight, my nearly ten thousand years of Xianlan's inheritance is likely to be destroyed~~"

He prostrated himself on the ground, touching his forehead to the ground, his thin body trembling slightly.

He wanted to dissuade Sikong Shang.

He didn't want to see the Xianlan Dynasty decline.

He hoped that Sikong Shang would stop expanding and focus on defense.

"enough!"

Sikong Shang stood up abruptly.

"Come here, Liao Lansheng is very disrespectful, and he will be imprisoned in the prison for three years."

he roared angrily.

At this moment, Sikong still didn't understand what Liao Lansheng was thinking.

But he couldn't stop.

He was just a little bit.

As long as he gets a little luck of the people, he can embark on the road of becoming an emperor and becoming an immortal.He can touch the obstacles on the emperor's journey to immortality.

It doesn't matter whether there is any obstacle, what matters is that he wants to become the emperor of immortality.

Instead of sinking into the fairyland world, waiting for death under the confinement of the emperor's life span of less than five hundred.

Immediately, several palace guards entered the hall, trying to drag Liao Lansheng out of the hall.

But how could Liao Lansheng let them drag him away.

"Your Majesty, the old minister would like to meet the dead!"

Liao Lansheng stood up abruptly and looked directly at Sikong Shang.

His vicissitudes of eyes are full of complicated emotions.

Expectation, hatred, dissatisfaction, helplessness~~
He looked directly at Sikong Shang and raised his arm.

Then, he slapped his forehead violently.

"Wait~"

Seeing this, Sikong Shang's expression changed drastically.

He opened his mouth to stop it.

It's a pity it's too late.

Liao Lan's life and death have been decided.

Because he knew that if he did not die, Sikong Shang would not wake up.

If he died and Sikong could still wake up, then his death would be worth it.

bang~~
A muffled sound.

In the hall, there was a dead silence.

Sikong Shang stared blankly at Liao Lansheng who was lying in the hall.

died!

Just die!
The head of the civil servants of the Xianlan Dynasty, the prime minister of 300 years, just died like this!
His teacher, the person he trusted the most, died in front of him like this.

Sikong still felt dizzy for a while.

"Am I wrong?"

He couldn't help asking himself.

"No, I am not wrong! The fault is that the emperor can ascend to the immortal."

His heart trembled.

Since then.

Opening his mouth with difficulty, he said, "Come here, take Mr. Liao back to the mansion, and have him buried in honor."

Several palace guards stepped forward and carefully helped Liao Lansheng's body up, and carried him out of the hall.

Seeing this scene, the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty were filled with indignation.

They complain, they are dissatisfied, they feel sorry.

But they finally bowed their heads.

If even Liao Lan's persuasion is useless, then everything they do will be in vain.

Sikong Shang sat on the throne and watched Liao Lansheng leave.

"By lavishly burying the heroes of the dynasty, temples were built in all counties and prefectures of the dynasty, dedicated to a hundred years, and helped Mr. Liao become a god."

he said softly.

"The ministers are waiting for the order." All the ministers responded.

Sikong took a deep breath.

This is the last thing he can do for Liao Lansheng.

As for the rest, he didn't want to and didn't want to do it.

"The decree is that the troops stationed on the southeast border will attack the southeast in three days, and within ten days, they must conquer a territory of five thousand miles."

He said slowly.

As soon as these words came out, all civil and military officials in the court raised their heads in astonishment, and looked at him in disbelief.

The southeast of Xianlan Dynasty is the territory of Xuantian Dojo and Jiugong City.

Sikong Shang actually wanted to attack Xuantian Dojo and Jiugong City!

They couldn't believe it.

"Why, do you want to resist the decree?"

Sikong Shang's complexion darkened, his eyes cast a gloomy glance at the officials below.

The officials bowed their heads and said bitterly, "I dare not wait."

Liao Lan died in vain, death is of no use at all.

Not only did Sikong Shang not stop, but he became even more frenzied.

……

Dali, west of Liangyu Mountain.

A gorgeous flying boat sails slowly in the boundless sea of ​​clouds.

Above the flying boat, there are magnificent pavilions, exquisite carvings, and green plants, bathed in bright sunlight, looking extraordinarily delicate and charming.

On the attic terrace.

Yan Shuhua and Xuan Qing sat opposite each other.

Cheng Che, Li Qing, and Ji Mingyuan were by his side.

The tea mist curled up, and the sandalwood scent lingered around everyone.

"I just passed Liangyu Mountain, did you feel it?"

Xuan Qing said flatly.

Yan Shuhua was slightly stunned, and said: "Yes, the breath is extremely strong, and it seems to have surpassed you."

Xuan Qing nodded.

"This Ao Bing's cultivation should be at the peak of the immortal level, only one step away from becoming immortal."

"Perhaps, at this time, he has already touched the threshold of immortality, but he just doesn't want to cross it."

"In addition to Ao Bing, there are two strange auras on Liangyu Mountain, which should be gods. One of them should be the God of Kunxu Mountain, and the other one!"

"I don't know who it is."

He said slowly.

Yan Shu showed a puzzled look on the screen, and said, "The other one should be Shengcang Sea God."

Xuan Qing didn't know Sheng Cang Sea God, so he couldn't see Sheng Cang Sea God's aura, but Yan Shuhua knew Sheng Cang Sea God very well, so how could he not feel that it was Sheng Cang Sea God's aura.

It's just that he was a little confused as to why Shengcang Sea God appeared in Liangyu Mountain.

"Holy Cang Sea God!" Xuan Qing was slightly surprised, but then he was relieved.

Dali even invited the God of Kunxu Mountain to move, so it would be understandable if there was one more Shengcang Sea God.

At this moment, a disciple of Tianyun Pavilion walked outside the door.

"Report to the Pavilion Master, the Deputy Pavilion Master Lu Qi is here."

Yan Shuhua's eyebrows moved slightly, and said: "Please come in."

"Here!"

A moment later, Lu Qi hurried over.

"Greetings to Pavilion Master, and Daoist Xuanqing!"

Lu Qi bowed slightly.

"Why are you here? What happened?" Yan Shuhua asked.

Today, there are four pavilion masters in Tianyun Pavilion, namely Li Xianbai, Yin Shengxin, Lu Qi and Ji Mingyuan.

Li Xianbai is in charge of the affairs of the cabinet, Yin Shengxin is in charge of affairs in Tianyun City, and Lu Qi is in charge of intelligence collection outside of Tianyun City, disciple distribution and so on.

As for Ji Mingyuan, since he had just broken through to the eighth floor of the Immortal Terrace and became the Deputy Pavilion Master of the Tianyun Pavilion, he temporarily followed Yan Shuhua's side as Yan Shuhua's assistant.

The division of labor between the four is clear, and there will be no fights.

Before that, Lu Qi went to the Northern Tianyu to collect information on the war between Dali and the Xianlan Dynasty.

With a strange expression on her face, Lu Qi took out a letter from her cuff and handed it to Yan Shuhua.

"Pavilion Master, you should take a look at this."

Yan Shuhua took the letter with some doubts, opened it and read it.

Suddenly.

The pupils in his eyes shrank suddenly.

"This is real?"

"It's absolutely true. There is no falsehood." Lu Qi said.

(End of this chapter)