Beginning Clock-In Emperor

Chapter 79: Returning to the Palace

Daxia, the imperial city.

Thousands of homes are brightly lit, and the prosperity is still there.

I haven’t been back for thirty years. Although it feels a little strange, there is still a trace of familiar memory rushing to my heart.

Xia Chen looked at the familiar and unfamiliar imperial city, feeling a lot in her heart.

I crossed over by myself, just became the Ninth Prince, and was given out before he could enjoy the royal treatment.

It’s really depressing to speak of it, but fortunately, he turned on the clocking system, and nothing was done, otherwise it would really be abandoned for a lifetime.

After 30 years in Zudi, and 30 years of punching cards, not only did he have the powerful Cultivation Base and Realm of the Nirvana Third Stage, but also the powerful physical body comparable to the Nirvana Seventh Stage, as well as the powerful spirit.

Xia Chen followed Tan Gonggong all the way, awakening a lot of memories from the past. This was the memory of his predecessors, not his own.

But after crossing over, it naturally became his memory.

Fortunately, in the last ten years, Xia Chen accumulated a lot of Nirvana Pills and some Heavenly and Mortal Treasures.

For example, the elixir of Hundred Years Zhuguo can be said to be an excellent thing for cultivation, and it is even more effective when used with Nirvana Pill.

Nirvana Dan has accumulated 1,800 pieces, enough to cultivate to Nirvana Fourth Stage.

I just don’t know what I can get after returning to the palace, I still look forward to it.

“these people…”

As he walked, Xia Chen suddenly noticed that there were some people in weird costumes on the street, frowning slightly.

Seeing Xia Chen’s doubts, Tan Gonggong explained in a low voice: “His Royal Highness, in the past few days, the Beidi Wolf Clan and the Barbarian Clan have sent missions over.”

“So that’s it, I said why there are foreign races in the imperial city.”

Xia Chen understood.

Ten years ago, Emperor Xia personally conquered northern Xinjiang, fought for several years, and finally drove away Beidi’s wolf clan.

Now the Beidi Wolf Clan sent an envoy, which obviously wanted to make peace, but it had nothing to do with him whether he made peace or not.

“I heard that His Royal Highness Sirius intends to ask the Emperor Xia to marry the tenth princess of Daxia.”

While walking, suddenly a group of foreigners on the street suddenly said something.

Xia Chen narrowed his eyes and glanced at the group of aliens.

“of course.”

An alien said with arrogance: “His Royal Highness Sirius, is the next Emperor Beidi. It is worthy of them to marry the Central Plains Xia Clan.”

Marriage, marriage?

A cold light flashed in Xia Chen’s eyes, these alien races were really looking for death.

I still want to marry and be married. Didn’t Xia Huang’s previous battle hurt them?

It seems that the arrival of the alien mission this time obviously had other purposes. As for whether the marriage is true or not is unknown.

Regardless of whether it is true or not, the idea of ​​this group of aliens wanting to fight the ten princesses is doomed to a miserable end.

Xia Chen didn’t want to care about it, or even bothered to care about it, but he didn’t expect that this group of people actually hit him on Little Sister’s idea, so there was no discussion.

“Bei Di, wolf ambition, Nan Barb, with bad intentions.”

He thought silently in his heart, he needs to stay in the palace safely, it seems that nothing is going to work.

Otherwise, it would be too annoying to come and interrupt one by one.

“His Royal Highness, the other princes have come back one after another, and you are the only one left.”

On the way back to the imperial palace, Tan Gonggong said cautiously.

He looked around, and whispered: “His Majesty, you must be careful. Your Majesty deliberately determines the candidate for the prince, so be careful.”

“Prince?” Xia Chen raised his brows, secretly surprised.

It seems that Emperor Xia’s body really has a problem. As the emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty, he has the powerful Cultivation Base handed down by the emperors of the past, and he is a Nirvana realm powerhouse.

It is obvious that there is a real problem to set the prince. Either Xia Huang has an irreparable problem in his body, or it is just a game.

No matter which one it was, it had nothing to do with Xia Chen, because he didn’t even care about the prince’s irrational thing.

Even if he is an emperor, he is unwilling, too tired, too annoying, it is better to honestly check in every day, cultivation and cultivation is so wonderful.

As for the emperor, whoever loves to do it, as long as he doesn’t disturb him cleanly.

But Xia Chen overlooked one point. As the saying goes, the tree wants to be quiet but the wind keeps going. You don’t want to be a prince. Others may not think so.

The struggle for the throne has always been bloody and cruel.

When he came back, he was destined to not be calm.

As Emperor Xia recalled the princes, the entire imperial city began to surging and murderous intent.

Moreover, a large number of Rivers and Lakes people have recently arrived in the imperial city, and a large number of masters have been sent by the big sects. It is not clear what idea to make.

Coupled with the arrival of Beidi, Nanban, and the two foreign envoys, the atmosphere of the entire imperial city is a bit strange. On the surface, it looks extremely peaceful, but there is a bloody smell surging in the dark.

……..

The palace, the hall of cultivating the heart.

The current Emperor Xia was silently watching the memorials with no expression on his face.

“Tan Gonggong, are things done?”

Emperor Xia asked without raising his head.

I saw a person kneeling in the hall, who was going to bring Xia Chen back to the palace.

“Back to your Majesty, the old slave has brought back the Nine His Highnesses, just outside the Hall of Nourishing the Heart.”

Gong Gong Tan answered truthfully.

“Oh?” Xia Huang raised his head in surprise.

He stared at Grandpa Tan with scorching eyes, and asked faintly: “He is finally willing to come back. He hasn’t seen him in thirty years. Is my Xiao Jiu willing to come back?”

There was cold sweat on Tan Gonggong’s forehead. Hearing Xia Huang talking to himself, there was no wave of waves, but instead he felt a kind of cold swoosh.

“Let him in.”

After a long time, Xia Huang said quietly.

As if he received an amnesty, Tan Gonggong immediately turned and left.

He had a deep understanding of Xia Huang’s deterrence, so he did not dare to breathe.

“His Majesty, Your Majesty wants you to come in for an audience.”

Outside the hall, Gonggong Tan said in a low voice, and blinked after he finished speaking.

Xia Chen’s eyes narrowed, and it was obvious that Grandpa Tan had asked him to speak carefully, making him a little funny.

In fact, he had sensed the aura of Emperor Xia, as if in the sky, he was a powerful emperor with terrifying strength.

As a Nirvana realm powerhouse, it is definitely impossible if the strength is not strong.

Walking into the Hall of Cultivation of the Heart, Xia Chen finally met this predecessor father, Xia Huang, who had never seen him in thirty years.

At first glance, Xia Huang was majestic, not angry, and full of oppression.

His eyes were filled with a terrifying threat.

Xia Chen stood in the hall and silently stared at Xia Huang, and the two of them stared at each other quietly.

At this moment, Xia Chen was a little surprised, even shocked.

Because at the first glance he saw Emperor Xia, he felt something wrong.

When he opened his heavenly eyes and took a look, he realized that the vitality in Xia Huang’s body was actually weak and pitiful, as if it was going to be extinguished at any time.

The only explanation for this situation is that Emperor Xia is dying.

How can it be?

As a Nirvana realm powerhouse, Emperor Xia should have a long life span, at least several decades. Why does he seem to be about to die?

His heart was shaken, and Xia Huang was even more surprised.

Haven’t seen him in thirty years, never thought that once a little cowardly son, dare to look at him?

And there is no comfort at all, there is only a trace of surprise and surprise in his eyes, no fear or fear, even no respect at all.

“See me, why don’t you worship?”

The two were silent for a long time, before Xia Huang spoke quietly?

“The son-in-chief pays homage to the emperor.”

Xia Chen’s thoughts moved, and he bowed lightly, neither humble nor uttered.

Seeing this, Emperor Xia narrowed his eyes, gleaming with dangerous light.

This kid doesn’t fear him at all?

However, when he thought that he had been assigned for thirty years, Xia Huang felt soft, and it was his own problem after all.

He was given out since he was ten years old, so it’s strange to respect him.