Chapter 231 The spirit of dragon and tiger, ascending the throne to supervise the country

Author: Traveling from the South

Chapter 231 The spirit of dragon and tiger, ascending the throne to supervise the country

Zhou Bai was confident and composed, his graceful demeanor was impressive, and his earth-shattering words were heard by the onlookers.

Is there a clan member who actually escaped here?

King Gui left to oversee the throne seven days ago. Now the three southwestern provinces are fighting on their own. If any clan is willing to come forward to unite people's hearts, this is what everyone wants to see.

The shopkeeper of Wanbin Tower was also surprised and undecided. Although it was a bit unbelievable, judging from his temperament and the elite bodyguards under his command, it was indeed somewhat possible.

He immediately hurriedly took Zhou Bai to a quiet and secluded private room, served him some good tea, and then respectfully asked: "May I ask if your eldest son has your identity certificate?"

Zhou Bai nodded slightly, and calmly took out the ultimatum of Zhu Jun's family: "The Duke of Qian is in the southwest of the town. I will have my royal family's genealogy in the house for comparison. The shopkeeper can go and ask the Duke to make a decision."

The shopkeeper carefully took the golden jade ancestral certificate. This form was not some remote sect out of lineage. Even if he did not have a title, he was a veritable eldest son supported by the imperial court.

He had just confessed his crime and walked out, but he turned back to inquire: "Does the eldest son really have the intention to resist the Tatars?"

"As long as the Duke of Guizhou is willing to admit that he is the Duke of the Yan Dynasty." Zhou Baicheng took a sip of tea and replied speciously.

What this actually means is that whether I am firm in my resistance to the Tatars or not depends on whether you, Duke of Guizhou, have it or not.

Because this prince has great influence in the three southwestern provinces, if Zhou Bai wants to do something, he must first convince him.

Since we were able to get in touch by chance today, let's just show our cards, time waits for no one.

After the shopkeeper left, Gao Hu, who was guarding outside, immediately came in and reported: "Master, my identity is a ranger. The brothers downstairs are even worse. They are just gangsters on the street. Fortunately, our bodies are all qualified."

"Don't worry about your identity, you'll get it soon." Zhou Bai didn't take it seriously. His identity was determined by heaven. He was asked to be a royal prince, so he probably didn't dare to go too far.

"Are you talking about the Duke of Guizhou? Will the officials from the three southwestern provinces really support you?" Gao Hu asked with some confusion.

Zhou Bai smiled: "They need someone to carry the flag."

With such a crude and simple method, an hour later, Zhou Bai was able to meet the Duke of Guizhou at the most magnificent palace in the city.

The young master Wang's name is Wang Ziyuan. He is indeed the second son of the chief envoy of Nanyun Province. It is normal for him to show off in Changshui City.

However, Zhou Bai did not let him go, but took him with him, firstly to better understand the situation in the three southwestern provinces, and secondly to serve as a communication bridge with the government.

The situation was stronger than the people. When Wang Ziyuan saw that Zhou Bai was a member of the clan, he came up and said that he would resist the Tatars and meet the Duke, but he was very calm and did not make any noise.

After getting Zhou Bai's permission, he asked his subordinate Haonu to go home and inform him.

The rich embroidered doors, the carved walls, and the history of the southwest side of Shizhen fully demonstrate what it is like to be a home of bells and cauldrons.

In the hall, Zhou Bai accepted the genealogical comparison of Duke Qian and asked several questions to confirm Zhu Junzhi's identity.

His face was solemn and serious. After confirming the family tree, he still said a little apologetically: "My eldest son, please forgive me for the offence. There are actually a lot of impostors during this period."

Immediately afterwards, an old Taoist with a white beard wearing a Taoist robe walked out from the back of the hall. Zhou Bai could tell at a glance that something was wrong with this Taoist priest.

Real cultivation? Does this mean you have magic power?

Zhou Bai was calm on the surface, but his heart was filled with turmoil. His multiple time travel experiences and his status as a monk allowed him to basically confirm that this small plane was a low-spirit plane.

Even compared with the concentration of spiritual energy in the Dasui Dynasty plane, it is far inferior. It should be said that it is difficult to enter the Tao and cultivate magic power.

But his six senses keenly told him that this old Taoist had extraordinary power.

Just as the old Taoist was waving his fly whisk and observing Zhou Bai with his brilliant eyes, Zhou Bai also used the Qi-gazing technique to watch his luck without making a sound.

At a glance, the Sinotrans is reddish with yellow, and the white air is gathering like flowing clouds, which makes it look like a rather noble Sinotrans.

But after Zhou Bai took a closer look, he found clues.

It is no surprise that the natal life is light yellow, but there are still golden fortunes floating between the natal and outer luck layers. These golden fortunes are very thin, and there is a faint shadow of a talisman inside.

It is obvious that it is not a naturally formed thing. It is condensed into the foundation of one's own destiny. Why is this?

Just when Zhou Bai wanted to use his Qi-gazing technique with all his strength to see what this golden luck was, an invisible pressure rushed straight to the spiritual platform, and the roar of dragons and tigers could be heard in his ears.

The sudden change lasted for a moment, and it seemed that it was just to force them to retreat and explore.

At this time, the bright light in Lao Dao's eyes dissipated and returned to a turbid state. He bowed his hands to Zhou Bai and expressed his apology for visiting.

Then without covering up, he said in a low voice: "The eldest son has the dragon spirit in his body, so he must be the orthodox bloodline of the Great Yan royal family."

When the Duke of Guizhou heard this, his eyebrows stretched, and a smile appeared on his depressed face: "Thank you, Master Tian."

Old Taoist Bai Hu and Duke Qian seemed to have a very good relationship, and Zhou Bai was of Zhu Yan bloodline, so he didn't hide it at all.

"My lord, please do not mention the venerable teachings of the Heavenly Master again. The real Heavenly Master Zhang has died trying to save his life for Great Yan. I am just an ordinary Taoist priest in the Heavenly Master's Mansion. How dare you call me a Heavenly Master."

There is a lot of information in the words, and it is all things that Zhou Bai has never mentioned in his memory and deduction.

Seeing that Zhou Bai was a little confused, Duke Qian immediately stepped forward and introduced the two to each other.

"This is the eldest son of Zhu Jun, the queen of Jinchang County. He is also the only clan in the three southwestern provinces that dares to stand up against the Tartars."

"This is the master of the Southwest Temple of Tianshi Mansion, Taoist Priest Yang Hui. He has done a lot for me to stay in the southwest and maintain stability."

After the introduction, the two greeted each other, but Yang Hui did not leave. Instead, he sat next to him and listened quietly to the conversation between Zhou Bai and Duke Qian.

They all sat down. Duke Qian looked at Zhou Bai with complicated eyes and spoke first: "According to my information, you are no different from other clan members who have fled south. You are just a waste who only knows how to eat, drink and have fun, and is addicted to wine and sex."

"So even if you escaped to Changshui City, I never thought of seeing you, but today... I can only say that the rumors are wrong."

Zhou Bai showed a pair of calloused hands and said solemnly: "Since the rise of the Tatars from northern Xinjiang ten years ago, I have felt my destiny, and then I began to practice martial arts diligently..."

After a calm explanation, Duke Qian and Yang Hui looked at each other, so you Zhu Jun knew that Dayan was going to die ten years ago?

Yang Hui, who knew something about qi and numerology, was the first to speak: "My lord, it's not impossible. At the end of every dynasty, there were those who had the luck of residual dragons to fight back, but few succeeded."

"The storm can be turned back. I am willing to hold the sky up, and please help me, Duke of Guizhou!" Zhou Bai took advantage of Duke Qian's hesitation, stood up and begged him sincerely.

After a moment of silence, the Duke of Guizhou helped Zhou Bai up personally and said equally seriously: "If I respect you as the supervisor of the country, can you dare to go to the front line? If you really have the power to turn the tide and support the heavens to bring luck, then I will

Full support.”

"I should follow the example of my late emperor, defend every inch of territory, and never give up easily." Zhou Bai responded decisively without hesitation.

Of course the Duke of Guizhou liked this statement, but he still said it clearly: "If you are the real dragon of despair, then I will respect you, but if you don't have this talent and luck, please be quiet and be a spiritual totem against the Tatars.

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"If you agree to this condition, in three days, you will ask your eldest son to be called the King of Jinchang County, and he will be the overseer of the country."

"Okay, please grant me the right to act expediently during these three days. Some anti-Tatar forces need to be gathered soon."

Soon, the two parties reached a tacit understanding, but before leaving, Zhou Bai went to Taoist Yang Hui to learn some information.

With his identity clear, Yanghui Taoist respected him more, and all kinds of secret questions were answered, allowing Zhou Bai to understand the situation of extraordinary power in this world.

It turns out that Dayan has a non-staff organization, the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain, and all the Tianshis in the past dynasties have been granted the title by the Emperor of Dayan.

All sneaky and evil things in the world will be solved by the Tianshi Mansion.

The extraordinary power of the true monks of Tianshi Mansion is called dragon and tiger energy, which comes from the Great Yan court.

In fact, it is the power of the system's Qi, using the Great Yan Qi for one's own use, which can kill external evils and benefit oneself.

This is somewhat similar to the institutional legal network. For example, if a monk enters a place with dense legal network, his extraordinary cultivation will be suppressed.

But the use of Dragon and Tiger Qi is obviously better. It can be used by individuals to interfere with reality.

In the main world, apart from his own practice of Hunyuan Qi Luck Daozang, Zhou Bai can directly borrow the power of Qi Luck. He has never seen other monks have such ability.

I never expected that in a small plane that was being conquered, there would be Taoist priests who could use Dragon Tiger Qi.

Faced with Zhou Bai's "curiosity", Yang Hui directly demonstrated on the spot.

Their expressions were solemn, they changed Taoist formulas in their hands, and pointed at the tea cups on the table: "Dragon and tiger show their strength, break it!"

Like a magic trick, the intact tea cup fell apart under Yang Hui's finger.

Without showing much power, others would definitely not be able to tell what the secret was, but with the blessing of Qi-Wang Technique, Zhou Bai could see clearly.

When Yang Hui cast the spell, the phantom of the dragon and tiger talisman appeared on his palm for a moment, and then the dragon shape disappeared, and only the tiger shape flew out and hit the teacup.

With just such a small Taoist technique, Zhou Bai discovered that half of the hidden golden luck was obviously missing.

It seems that there are great restrictions, but Zhou Bai still asked calmly: "If I want to learn, can the Taoist priest teach me?"

Yang Hui shook his head and said: "There is nothing the old Taoist can do. The only way to confer the talisman is at the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain, where there are stone carvings of the dragon and tiger talisman granted by Heaven, but now Longhu Mountain has been lost."

"Furthermore, since the founding of the Great Yan Kingdom, it has been forbidden to confer urns on the royal family. There can only be one person who can use the Dragon Qi..."

Yang Hui was a little vague about what he said later, but Zhou Bai also pretended not to hear clearly and didn't care.

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With the help of the Duke of Guizhou, he didn't need to worry too much whether it was contacting the ministers of the three provinces or organizing the ceremony.

Changshui City is in ruins. The direct descendant of Jinchang County King, Zhu Junzong, is preparing to ascend the throne to supervise the country and take up the banner of resisting the Tatars.

Who is Zhu Jun? If you ask anyone on the street, no one will know him.

But this is an official document from the Duke of Guizhou, and it is an announcement to the world that the new supervisory court will be established in Changshui City, the capital of Nanyun Province.

And what is this future Supervisor doing? In the next three days, he uses his status as Supervisor openly to find his subordinates.
To be continued...