Chapter 959: The roots will inevitably be broken (Fifth update)

More than a dozen eunuchs and immortals hurriedly surrounded Wuqi and returned to Xinyu Palace. Then hundreds of towering towers appeared above the palace, and the huge pressure completely *** inside and outside the palace. All the foreign immortals and cultivators who stayed in Youxiong City heard a cold and harsh warning: "Everyone stayed in place, waiting for investigation, and if there was any rash move, they would be killed!"

An elder of the immortal sect who had just surrendered to Xinyu snorted unhappily: "What's so fussy? We are worshipers of Xinyu, not prisoners of Xinyu, what do you mean?" After receiving Xinyu's warning, the elder was still carelessly flying from a hall in the worship hall.

A ball of ghost fire fell down, and he hit the immortal elder who was careless and did not regard Xin Yu's warning as a matter of matter. The cultivation level of the fifteenth grade of Golden Immortal could not stop the burning of the ghost fire. A golden immortal was burned into a wisp of blue smoke in just a few blink of an eye. A soul flew straight to the sky and was sucked away by the strange force.

All the immortal sects in the worship hall closed their mouths at the same time, staying obediently in their homes and not daring to go out. Only then did they understand how strong Xinyu is. Only then did they understand that if they had not been instructed by powerful commanders behind them, they would have been ordered to seek refuge with Xinyu, so how could they have received such courtesy as Xinyu? Now there is obviously something extraordinary in Xinyu. Xinyu is in chaos, so people are too lazy to maintain such politeness in appearance.

Wuqi stood in front of Wuyou Palace, looking at the group of Xinyu soldiers beside him with an innocent look on his face. He cursed and asked, "What did it do? What happened? Why are you so nervous? Uh, what happened?"

A priest wearing a black robe hurried over with a serious expression. He bowed to Wuqi and said in a deep voice: "I would like to be at ease. I, Xinyu, will give Ya Daojun an explanation for this matter. Someone will come to ask Ya Daojun a few words later, and I would like to ask Ya Daojun for cooperation."

After tilting his mouth, Wuqi snorted coldly, and he shouted, "Don't be impatient, give me some wine and meat, and give me beauty! You can't just leave Dao Master here? Well, I also got a group of men around Dao Master. I don't have that taste for men! Could it be used as food?"

After licking his mouth, Wuqi showed a salivating expression and grinned at the Xinyu soldiers who surrounded Wuyou Palace. These soldiers were so furious that they were so scared by Wuqi that they hurriedly took a few steps back.

In just one hour, several high priests of Tongtian surrounded by more than a dozen generals and arrived at Wuyou Palace. Wuqi was eating and drinking with wine and meat. More than a dozen girls were following his request and playing with sumo wrestling. From time to time, he took out large pieces of beautiful jade and threw gold nuggets to these girls for rewards. He had a lot of fun.

Several high priests of Tongtian glanced at the beautiful jade and gold nuggets that Wuqi had thrown on the ground. The stone shells on the outside of the beautiful jade were only roughly wiped away, revealing the extremely moist jade inside. It was obviously the unpolished jade that had just been picked from the jade mine in the mountains. As for the gold nuggets, it was natural dog-headed gold, and some of the gold nuggets were embedded with large and small stones. Thinking of the true body of the Taoist Lord of the Yama that Wuqi transformed, several old priests couldn't help but nod - a monster that was cultivated by a snail. If he could take out the exquisitely carved jade and refined gold ingots, it would be really a ghost.

Wuqi, who was open-breasted and his arms were exposed, staring at the high priests of Tongtian widened his eyes and shouted, "What are you doing?"

While scolding, Wuqi raised his wine pot and poured wine into his mouth. His eyes were staring at the wrestling girls, showing a large piece of snow-white flesh, and Wuqi couldn't help but smile strangely.

Several priests of Tongtian looked at each other and nodded again. One of them asked softly: "I dare to ask Mr. Ya Dao, where are you at around noon today?"

Licking his lips, Wuqi glared at these people impatiently, and he said angrily: "Where can you go? Didn't you arrange for me to go shopping with Master Dao? Well, I touched the butts of the girls on the way. Could it be that you would give this breath for those sluts?"

Rolling up his sleeves, Wuqi stood up with a giggle. He smiled with his chest, "Come on, come on, come on, Master Dao plays with you!"

The priests of Tongtian took two steps back, and more than a dozen of one Yuan Pangu Tian Eight Stars and nine-star cultivation generals stepped forward and stopped Wuqi. The priest of Tongtian just said in a deep voice: "Ya Daojun is going shopping, it seems that this matter is correct. How dare you ask what kind of martial arts are you practicing?"

Wuqi was stunned. He stared at the priests of Tongtian and sneered: "What kind of martial arts are you practicing by Taoist master? Well, what are you asking about this?"

For immortals, what is the biggest secret of the martial arts they practice? Unless they are close relatives, they will never disclose any information related to their martial arts. The questioning of several Tongtian priests actually violates the taboo of immortals.

The priest Tongtian sighed and said in a deep voice: "I would like to understand Daojun. At noon today, my emperor Xinyu was assassinated, and even his soul was beaten to pieces. We thoroughly investigate all the worshipers and foreign scattered immortals and cultivators in Xiongcheng. Please understand Daojun, so don't hurt the harmony between Xinyu and Daojun."

After pondering for a while, the priest said, "I would like to ask Daojun to practice the magical secret techniques he has practiced, so that we can use our spiritual sense to peek at the essence of Daojun's magic power. As long as we make sure that Daojun has nothing to do with the death of my emperor, I, Xinyu, have a heart to offer it."

Wuqi rolled his eyes and stared at these Tongtian priests for a while. After a long time, he nodded slowly and said, "Hey, remember, today you forced the Taoist Lord, so the Taoist Lord had to follow your words. But you remember for Taoist Lord, what happened today... Well, if you are willing to fill this storage ring with the best immortal stone, and give me another 10,000 beauties, Taoist Lord, I can endure this tone!"

He reached out and touched his sleeves for a while, and Wuqi handed a storage ring that was thirty miles long to these Tongtian priests. The storage ring that was thirty miles long had to be stored with the best fairy stone, which was naked extortion.

But these Tongtian priests agreed and stared at Wuqi blankly, waiting for him to reveal the secrets of his own cultivation.

After coughing lightly, Wuqi's body shook and turned into a true body of a sacred body. His body was filled with gloomy and evil purgatory demonic aura. The evil demonic energy made these priests frown. Their spiritual consciousness penetrated into Wuqi's body, and carefully searched in his body for a full quarter of an hour. Then he nodded with satisfaction and took back his spiritual consciousness.

At noon, Wuqi used the ecstasy of the Black-clothed Taoist with the Perfection of Pleasure and Soul-Entering Incense, and deliberately left a trace of extremely weak in the New Yu Emperor's bedroom, which was not the Taoist immortal power that the great master would not notice at all. At this moment, Taoist Master Ya was circulating the Purgatory Demon Sutra, and the demonic energy was rich all over his body, which had nothing to do with the Taoist immortal energy.

The ministers of Xinyu worked in a mess for seven days and seven nights. More than 2,000 unlucky guys in the Bear City were sent to prison and tortured. These more than 2,000 scattered immortal cultivators were innocently affected because their magical power was somewhat similar to the immortal energy left by Wuqi. As for whether they could come from prison alive, Wuqi was too lazy to care about this matter.

Seven days later, all the officials and civilians in Xinyu received news that the sky and the earth were broken - the Emperor of Xinyu worked hard on the national affairs, reviewed official documents for several consecutive days, and eventually vomited blood and died. Xinyu made the eldest son of Xinyu Emperor Ji Jing the new emperor, and only waited for the Emperor of Xinyu to be buried, he chose a good day to allow Ji Jing to ascend the throne.

At the same time, the funeral of Emperor Xin Yu also began to be held.

According to the customs of the Dayu people, everyone was buried directly in the soil after their death, even the Human Emperor was no exception. This was the meaning of the creation of heaven and earth, and the human time was to return to heaven and earth. However, Xinyu is now influenced by outsiders. The ministers of Xinyu collected a pile of ashes of Xinyu Emperor and put them in a luxurious and huge coffin. Countless civil and military ministers and royal family members mourned the funeral of Xinyu Emperor in the palace, and the sound of sorrow and music almost spread throughout Youxiong City.

As the chief worshiper of Xinyu who has cleared the suspicion, Wuqi naturally also attended the mourning hall of Xinyu Emperor.

This was the first time Xinyu had a serious celebration to hold a funeral for an important person, so everything was in a hurry. In the huge hall, countless royal families and ministers were kowtowing to the coffin of Emperor Xinyu. On the square in front of the hall, there were 4,900 monks reciting the scriptures of rebirth, and on the right were 4,900 Taoists dancing to the great gods. Both sides were trying to save the dead souls there, making it so foul.

Wuqi stood at the entrance of the hall with a group of scattered immortal worshipers with profound cultivation, looking at each other without saying a word. The soul of the Xinyu Emperor was sucked clean by the Rakshasa woman. He died so clean that he was so scattered. What else would you do to save?

However, the invasion of the human race by Heaven and Buddhism is all-round, and the invasion of cultural customs is an extremely important move. The funeral of Emperor Xinyu may be the beginning of the change of customs of the entire Xinyu. Everything in Xinyu began to transform into the human race countries of the outer realm of Heaven, and eventually transformed into a level that satisfies the powerful powers of Heaven and Buddhism.

After sighing, Wuqi shook his head and looked at the Xinyu clan members in the hall who were burning paper money to cry and worship.

The list obtained from Liangzhu records that there were 13,947 members of the Dayu clan who followed the Emperor Xinyu betrayed Dayu and fled to the palace. At this moment, there were more than 9,800 people in the hall. Others were either in charge of various prefectures and counties, or leading troops outside to fight with Dayu. Now, they were rushing back to Youxiong City to attend the funeral for the Emperor Xinyu under Ji Ge's will.

Wuqi is waiting for the moment when these royal families who betrayed Dayu gather together. At that time, he will kill these people in one fell swoop.

Let’s get rid of the roots and see how the Heavenly Court and Buddhism will control Xinyu without the royal family?

It depends on what you have to do if you have any other means.

Time passed slowly, and three days later, all the important figures of the Xinyu royal family and wealthy families gathered in the hall.
Chapter completed!