I, The Confucian Sword Immortal, Have Been In Tianyong City for 300 Years

Chapter 117

Chapter 115 Shi Elder, Please Save Nanzhao Country

The scorching Spirit Power stirred around Zhao Ye, getting faster and faster, waiting for Zhao Linger to scream, “Come out!”

Zhao Ye suddenly felt severe cramps in his belly, and something rolled up into his throat. With a ‘Wow’, he spit out a large mouthful of acid and a black weird worm that kept wriggling.

This disgusting black worm is the Heart Control Gu.

“Vermillion Bird Honglian·Jing!”

Zhao Ling’er gave another nice low drink.

I saw a coquettish red lotus blooming in the Gu worm that was struggling and twisting and trying to escape. It was incinerated in the blink of an eye, and even the powder was not left behind.

“this…”

Grandma Jiang and many close attendants were stunned by this scene.

And Zhao Linger relieved her hands, “It should be all right now.”

Spit out Heart Control Gu.

Zhao Ye’s face flushed, holding the rosewood case with one hand, choking for a long while. Then he calmed down, his eyes stunned in place, a little idiotic.

“Father, are you okay? Father?”

Zhao Linger walked over and patted him worriedly on the shoulder.

Only then did Zhao Ye react. He turned his head and stared at Zhao Ling’er’s beautiful face, “Ling, Ling’er…”

His eyes gathered light again.

At the same time, because of the disappearance of Spell 620, his mind is returning to normal.

In the past, all the details came to mind.

The complex emotions of regret, guilt, and hatred are burning like a raging fire.

Zhao Ye only felt that his five things were burning, and the uncontrollable grief was coming, and he couldn’t help crying loudly, still yelling:

“I am a sinner! I am a faint king! I, I actually believe in the worship of the moon and the Shijie people! Linger, I am sorry for your mother, and I am sorry for you even more, I am damned…”

Seeing him crying so sad, Grandma Jiang’s eyes became wet.

Zhao Ling’er was also very sad, but he knew that the emperor now needs his own guidance, so he swallowed all the grievances back and said: “Father, don’t blame yourself too much. You are just controlled by the master of the moon worship.”

Big tears dripped down, Zhao Ye sobbed: “What should I do…I have committed a terrible mistake, and I can’t make up for it…”

“Not irreparable!”

Zhao Linger looked strong: “Father, you are no longer under the control of Shi Jie people, you are the noble emperor of Nanzhao! You should resist and overthrow the rule of the Moon Worship Church! Never let them continue to do evil!”

“…”

Zhao Ye’s tears gradually stopped. After a while, his voice hoarsely said: “Yes, I should resist!”

But over the past few years, the worship of the moon has almost become the actual power holder of the Nanzhao Kingdom. He, the emperor, is not worthy of his name, and his power is about to be emptied. How to resist?

Therefore, Zhao Ye thought for a while, and then said anxiously: “Ling’er, even if I have the intention to resist, I am afraid that they are not the opponents of the Moon Worship Church. powerful.”

“…”

This is indeed a problem.

Zhao Ling’er frowned for a while and then said: “Father, you don’t have to worry about Shi Jieren, Ling’er will ask Master for help.”

“Master?”

Zhao Ye was puzzled.

“It’s the sword fairy of Tianyong City who saved my mother and me back then.”

Zhao Linger said: “With my Master’s strength, the Lord of Moon Worship will definitely not be an opponent. So Father, just let it go!”

Zhao Ye recalled, thinking of Han Cheng and Jiujianxian who came to save people many years ago.

However, when he cheered up, he changed back to a gloomy look.

He was not a decisive person in the first place. After thinking about it, he still couldn’t make the determination to break with the Lord of the Moon. Moreover, he couldn’t trust Han Cheng…..

“Father? Have you considered it?”

When Zhao Linger saw that Zhao Ye hadn’t spoken for a long time, he asked again.

“This…this matter, I think we have to take a long-term view.” Zhao Ye said hesitantly.

Long-term plan?

Zhao Ling’er froze for a while, only after a moment did he understand the meaning, smiled bitterly, and felt very helpless in his heart.

But anyway, this is her father, and she can’t blame anything.

It seems that I can only rely on myself…

Zhao Linger thought.

“Hey!” Seeing that Zhao Ye was so indecisive, Grandma Jiang beside Yi (bffc) also poke a few floor tiles with the leading cane, making a bang, and he was angry.

Zhao Ye stopped speaking, his expression increasingly sad, and finally raised his head to the two of them, “Ling’er, Grandma Jiang, you must be tired after coming all the way. Go and rest first. I will think of a solution for this matter.”

“Well, Father Father.”

Zhao Ling’er pursed her lips, and did not say much, and left with the maid who led the way with Grandma Jiang.

After they left.

Zhao Ye was in a daze in his seat for a long time. There was no movement at all, and the few attendants looked at each other, not daring to be disturbed.

After a long time, Zhao Ye suddenly said, “Get the horse, I’m going to Wandou Mountain!”

…..

The mountain dances with silver snakes, and the cold wind is like a knife.

A team of small as ants galloping on the mountain road in the snow, clattering horseshoes resounding all the way.

The person leading the team is the Witch King Zhao Ye.

After washing his face and changing clothes, he immediately set off to Wandoushan.

In Zhao Ye’s view, there is a way to save the Nanzhao Kingdom.

Braving the heavy wind and snow, Zhao Ye brought many guards to a boundary monument and stopped.

There are two words of majesty carved on the long stele that is inserted into the ground like a sword:

Forbidden!

“You are all waiting here, I will go in by myself.”

Zhao Ye got off the horse, and many guards also got off the horse, and said, “Yes!”

They held the horse and waited outside the forbidden area.

And Zhao Ye stepped into it alone.

Through the vast snow and psychedelic white fog.

Zhao Ye’s eyes suddenly lit up.

Forest flowers and green grasses, clear streams gurgling, spring scenery greets you.

The warm breeze once warmed Zhao Ye’s body.

Seeing this paradise, Zhao Ye knew he had found a place. He didn’t go deeper, but stood still and respectfully said: “Shi Elder, Zhao Ye, please see you!”

The voice did not fall.

A stream of light fell from the sky.

Transformed into a bearded old man.

He was dressed in a gray robe, and his body was quite strong and burly. Looking at Zhao Ye, he looked at Zhao Ye and said with dissatisfaction:

“Didn’t you ask you not to disturb me!?”

In Nanzhao, few people can talk to the Witch King in this tone. This old man with a beard is just one of them.

His name is Shi Gonghu, and he is the founder of Nanzhao Kingdom! He has lived for more than two thousand years and he is still an Earth Immortals realm powerhouse!

For the past few hundred years, he has been in Closed Door Training cultivation, without asking the world, with the intention of achieving Celestial Immortals. Just because of his Deva five-failure life and death calamity, once in three thousand years, is about to come.

So it is conceivable that he was disturbed by the dissatisfaction when he was Closed Door Training.

The Witch King said with great grief: “Shi Elder, you know, if it weren’t for the scourge of the country, I wouldn’t bother you!”

He cupped hands and bowed to Shi Elder: “Please leave Shi Elder and save Nanzhao!”

so serious?

Shi Elder’s face changed, he took two steps forward and helped him up his arm, “Don’t worry, make it clear, what’s going on!?”.