I have been slaying demons in the Demon Slayer Division for thirty years

The words fell.

The originally tense atmosphere was broken in an instant.

Countless eyes from inside and outside the palace looked over, and the hidden masters in the capital swept over with their spiritual consciousness. Zhang Cheng instantly became the center of everything.

Spiritual thoughts gathered together and communicated secretly.

"True God?"

"It's Zhang Zichang!"

"This guy has lost his mind in Chunfeng Tower!"

"Is it because your life is about to end and you plan to leave a name for the ages?"

"It's already notorious, let's add it to the fact that it will last forever!"

"Zhang Cheng's reputation doesn't need to be done like this at all. His books will definitely be passed down..."

"Which books?"

"The bull-headed monk, the spring wild fox fairy, the demonized human figure..."

"The poor monk recited it all night yesterday. He never thought it was written by layman Zhang. It's a pity, it's a pity, I won't be able to see new books in the future!"

"..."

Everyone thought that Zhang Cheng was crazy. He failed to find an opportunity outside the territory and planned to live in style before he died.

This approach of not waiting for adjustment is very in line with Zhang Cheng's temperament.

Of course Zhang Cheng discovered the communication of spiritual consciousness, and he knew what they were talking about without casting spells.

"Humph! Laugh, laugh, how can you know the realm of Master Zhang? How proud you are now, how scared you will be in a moment!"

Zhang Cheng raised his head and looked up at the sky, calling secretly in his heart: "Immortal Chief, Immortal Chief, the disciple has sent a message, cast the spell quickly..."

My neck felt a little sore when I looked up, but there was no reply.

Such an action was like contempt in Pang Ji's eyes, and he immediately felt angry in his heart.

"This junior is so arrogant and claims to be a god. His crime will be punished by heaven!"

The great Confucian of the first rank followed the words of the Dharma, and when the word "Heavenly Punishment" fell, a thunderbolt sounded in the clear sky, and thunder of dozens of feet struck Zhang Cheng's head. .

"..."

Zhang Cheng looked at the bucket-thick Lei Lei, his expression could no longer be tense, and his calm expression turned into panic.

After calling the immortal for a long time without receiving any response, Zhang Cheng began to suspect that the idea of ​​pardoning the righteous god might be a conspiracy or a deception.

How can there be such a good thing in the world, that killing demons can make you a god?

Zhang Cheng's aura shone and he was about to use magic to escape.

A stream of purple energy fell from the sky, arriving first and blasting the thunder into pieces, enveloping Zhang Cheng.

The purple energy connects the sky and the earth. People thousands of miles away can look up and see the Optimus Pillar standing between the sky and the earth.

Then Zhouyi's voice came to Zhang Cheng's ears: "Pindao was refining elixirs, but he accidentally missed the time."

Zhang Cheng heard the voice sounded familiar, and he didn't think about it in his haste. Feeling the majestic power contained in the purple energy, a smile spread across his face.

"It's not in the way, it's not in the way. It's the disciple who chose the wrong time!"

Pardoned and granted the title of righteous god: Old Man under the Moon, Zhang Cheng.

There is a name on the list of gods, and the merits are perfect, and the person becomes a god immediately.

"I am the true God!"

Zhang Cheng closed his eyes slightly, opened his arms, and was obsessed with the power of the true god. At the same time, many messages came into his mind.

For example, the leader of the list of gods is Zhouyi.

"Great Heavenly Lord? Lao Zhou?"

Zhang Cheng's eyes widened, and the expression on his face changed. He couldn't believe it but couldn't believe it.

After being promoted to Zhengshen, his strength skyrocketed. Zhang Cheng followed the divine induction and discovered a fellow disciple.

Cui Yuan kept casting spells in his hands and said without changing his face: "Brother Zhang, we have a special identity and must not be exposed."

Zhang Cheng had been working as an undercover agent in the Monster Clan for several years, so he had this reaction. However, his divine power swept around and found many traces of shadowing spells.

I suddenly felt dizzy and almost fell off the wall.

"It's completely over this time!"

His good reputation is ruined and he will rarely be blackmailed in the future.

There was such a big commotion, which alarmed everyone in the city. His consciousness swept over Zhang Cheng again, and he felt that it was like an abyss and a mountain, unfathomable and unattainable!

True God!

Dozens of streams of light were seen flying from the capital, led by the Luo Jing City God and the Land.

The two gods bowed to Zhang Cheng and said in unison: "See you, God!"

Zhang Cheng quickly recovered from the embarrassment. As long as he didn't have face, there would be no such thing as embarrassment.

"No need to be polite!"

After saying that, he looked at Pang Ji and others outside the city. He was as powerful as a prison and suppressed them fiercely.

"Why do you come to the Imperial City?"

"Report to God, junior..."

Pang Ji's state of mind, which had been condensed for hundreds of years, had been shattered into pieces. He was so cunning in the court that he couldn't think of a reason for a while.

Behind him, all the officials, relatives, and worshipers were trembling with fear. They bowed their heads and did not dare to speak. They scolded all the ancestors of King Kang in their hearts.

Seeing this scene, Wang Bo'an stepped forward and said respectfully: "To God, we have heard that Your Majesty has ascended the throne and will hold a coronation ceremony, so we specially come together to send congratulatory gifts!"

"Yeah!"

Pang Ji said quickly: "We are here to congratulate the new king and specially come to give you gifts."

"God, Li Xun is destined to inherit the throne."

"You don't know the inferiority of dignity, how dare you call His Majesty by his first name?"

"We come to the palace just to support His Majesty!"

"Your Majesty, we are extremely loyal ministers!"

Everyone explained in succession and swore to heaven that they were not here to cause trouble, but to sincerely support His Majesty's ascension to the throne.

Zhang Cheng's divine power swept over everyone and said slowly.

"In that case, let's go to the main entrance to see you. You are so aggressive. I thought you were going to rebel!"

“That’s what God teaches.”

Pang Ji apologized repeatedly, his light fell on the palace gate, and told the guards to wait patiently for Li Xun to summon him.

The rest of the people followed suit and followed the etiquette of meeting the emperor and did not dare to go beyond it.

Zhang Cheng suddenly felt proud. Although there were a few omissions this time, it was still good overall.

Just as he was feeling complacent, Li Long's voice came to his ears.

"Have you had enough trouble, fellow Taoist? Please come to the Dragon Guard Division to discuss things with me."

"Ahem! I suddenly remembered that the fire in the alchemy furnace at home has not been extinguished. I will visit you again in the future."

Zhang Cheng replied and stepped on the divine light to escape to the sky.

Wu Sheng once outmatched Zhou Yi in a duel, but now Zhang Cheng has not even mastered his divine power, so he dare not step into the tiger's mouth. If he becomes a god and dies on the same day, it will become a big joke.

Li Long watched Zhang Cheng leave, but did not pursue or stop him, nor did he depose Li Xun.

Seeing this, everyone in the imperial court immediately understood that Wu Sheng had tacitly approved Li Xun's ascension to the throne, and they immediately went to court to persuade him to join.

The ninth day of September is the Double Ninth Festival.

Yuan Jianzheng personally selected the day, and he did not dare to neglect it this time. He really had a divination.

It is said that the ninety-nine will return to one, the one yuan will begin, everything will be renewed, and everything will be perfect!

early morning.

Li Xun paid homage to his ancestors at the Ancestral Temple, then put on Ming and Huang Gong clothes and climbed to the imperial city to pray.

Du Si, the Minister of Rites who took office urgently, stepped forward to read out the last emperor's edict and the new emperor's enthronement edict. After finishing, he bowed and left.

Outside the palace gate, a group of civil and military officials knelt, bowing five times and kowtowing three times and shouting "Long Live Long Live". After saluting, they entered the palace in order of official position.

Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Longqing Emperor Li Xun sat on the dragon chair, stroking the left and right dragon head armrests, still feeling dreamy.

Becoming an emperor now?

There doesn’t seem to be any special feeling!

All the officials in the palace were in different moods, some looked expectant, some were gloating, or some were trembling with fear.

Every time a new king comes to power, someone will be unlucky. One is to establish his authority, and the other is to make room for his own people.

Eunuch Chu was still standing between His Majesty and the ministers. Seeing the silence on both sides, he stepped forward and spoke sharply.

"If you have something to do, report it early; if nothing happens, leave the court!"

After hearing this, Emperor Longqing immediately put back his wandering thoughts, looked solemn, and glanced at all the officials in the palace.

"I have this note!"

Pang Ji, the chief minister of the cabinet, bowed and said: "The humble minister is old and weak, and it is difficult for him to shoulder the important responsibility of the chief minister. I pray that your majesty will allow you to retire and return to your hometown."

Emperor Longqing said: "Pang Aiqing has been in the cabinet since the Chenglu period. She is a veteran of the four dynasties and the pillar of the country. I still need Aiqing to assist in government affairs."

Pang Ji was relieved when he heard this. At least his family and life were saved, and he didn't have to suffer the same fate as the Yan family. He immediately burst into tears with gratitude.

"Your Majesty, I dare not forget your kindness, but I am not energetic enough..."

After three requests and three resignations, Emperor Longqing allowed Pang Ji to serve.

"I have just ascended the throne and am not familiar with government affairs. Does Pang Aiqing have anyone to recommend?"

"Your Majesty, Mr. Yang has been proficient in all affairs of the court for more than thirty years, so he can take up the position of chief assistant. Mr. Du, the Minister of Rites, is famous all over the world and has the name of a sage. He can be appointed as the prime minister."

"allow!"

Emperor Longqing issued the first decree after ascending the throne.

No one in the palace objected, and the cabinet unanimously promoted the promotion. It seemed that there was not much change, but in fact they were all paving the way for Du Si.

When Du Si becomes familiar with the affairs of the court, the position of chief assistant belongs to him. The monarch and his ministers can jointly control the power of the court.

Starting today, Daqian once again welcomes a new king!