Although Cui Ning did not continue speaking, Jiang Deng and three others understood the meaning of his words.
If they cannot capture the capital within three days, they will be defeated here!
Jiang Deng touched his chin and said his plan, "It's not a problem for the defenders in the city to keep the door closed and not fight. How about the three of us fly into the city and open the door?"
Cui Ning said worriedly: "Immortal masters, you have already entered the city once. Isn't it going to be easy to go in again?"
"Um?"
Jiang Deng and the other three were all confused, "When did the three of us enter Phoenix City?"
Cui Ning said blankly: "This morning, three immortal cultivators entered Phoenix City with swords, weren't they the three of you?"
"No! The three of us only arrived in the afternoon, and we didn't even enter Phoenix City!"
After saying that, Jiang Deng and the other three looked at each other.
Since they didn't enter Phoenix City, then who did?
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Phoenix City, inside the imperial palace.
The dinner was brightly lit and extremely lively.
Lin Jun was sitting on the main seat, with the old emperor and the queen on both sides. Sitting next to him were Feng Jiuyou and Ying Ziru.
Feng Jiu scratched her hair in distress, "I didn't expect that I just came back to visit relatives, but I happened to encounter the rebels attacking at the door of my house."
Speaking of this, Feng Jiuyou was also speechless.
He and Ying Ziru were kicked out of the secret realm in advance. In order to get closer to Ying Ziru, the second generation immortal, they invited each other to visit Fenglan Empire.
Who knew that the rebels would rebel and the Fenglan Empire would soon be destroyed!
Fortunately, he met his junior uncle Lin Jun on the way, so he regarded Lin Jun as a life-saving straw and hurriedly invited him to the palace.
Although he and Lin Jun are both monks in the Dan Formation Realm, he is still in the early stage of the Dan Formation Realm, while Lin Jun has only been in the Dan Formation Realm for half a month and is already in the middle stage of the Dan Formation Realm!
With such a speed in cultivation, he is truly a proud man of heaven, how dare he feel the least bit dissatisfied? He wishes he could worship the other party like his ancestor!
As soon as his father learned that Lin Jun was the junior uncle of the Taichu Sword Sect, he not only hosted a banquet that day, but even gave up his seat and let Lin Jun sit on the main seat, trying to impress him so that he could turn the tide.
Of course, Ying Zuru’s treatment is not bad either.
While drinking, Ying Ziru boasted: "If we monks can't kill mortals rashly, with the cultivation of the three of us, we can directly kill the 100,000 rebels without leaving a trace!"
The old emperor smiled and said: "There is no need for the immortal masters to go on a killing spree. In five days, the reinforcements from the nearby city will arrive. As long as the immortal masters can guard the city gate during this period, we can turn defeat into victory."
Lin Jun raised his eyes and said with a cold expression: "Why wait five days? In three days, we will open the city gate to meet the enemy."
"Huh?" Feng Jiuyou was stunned for a moment, "Uncle Junior, aren't we monks not allowed to kill mortals with our own hands?"
"Who said he would kill them with his own hands?" Lin Jun said coldly: "As long as we use a few spells to amplify our soldiers and increase their strength tenfold, we will naturally be able to easily defeat the rebels."
Hearing this, the old emperor clapped his hands excitedly, "The immortal master still has a way! Since we can solve it ourselves, there is no need to wait until five days later, so as not to save those poor soldiers from coming to me again to ask for credit and reward!"
"Come, Immortal Master, I'll give you a toast!"
As he spoke, the old emperor raised his glass to Lin Jun.
Lin Jun glanced at the old emperor, picked up the wine glass, and drank the wine in one gulp. Other than that, he didn't say anything.
"Well……"
Feng Jiuyou and Ying Ziru looked at each other in confusion.
Both of them are sword cultivators, and they really don't understand any techniques that can increase the strength of others. I feel that after ten years of studying at the Taichu Sword Sect, they don't know as much as Lin Jun, who has just started training for a few months.
All I can say is that my junior uncle is worthy of being a junior junior uncle.
The banquet is over.
Lin Jun passed on the power-increasing spell to Feng Jiuyou and Ying Ziru, "In three days, you will follow the soldiers out of the city. Ying Ziru will improve his cultivation to the pill-forming realm in these few days. By then, your spiritual power will
They can each support an increase of 8,000 people."
Feng Jiuyou and Ying Ziru nodded thoughtfully, "We will go to war with the army, what about you, my junior uncle?"
Lin Jun said without changing his expression: "Of course I will stay in the palace and take charge of the overall situation."
"Then this battle will all depend on you, my junior uncle!"
Seeing Lin Jun's calm look, Feng Jiuyou and Ying Ziru calmed down.
With Junior Uncle in charge, it seems that the crisis in the Fenglan Empire can be resolved!
After saying goodbye to Feng Jiuyou and others, Lin Jun, led by Lu Ronghua, the chief eunuch, walked along the imperial garden to the palace where he was temporarily staying.
Because the old emperor had not yet established a prince, the East Palace where the prince lived was still empty, so this best palace was used for Lin Jun to live in.
Although it may seem to others that this is Lin Jun's first time here, he seems to be very familiar with the path, as if he has walked there more than once.
It is indeed not his first time here.
As he walked farther and farther, the haze in Lin Jun's eyes grew stronger.
As early as the previous Duanmu Dynasty, when he was still the crown prince, he walked on this road leading to the East Palace countless times. Even if he walked again after many years, he could still walk correctly with his eyes closed.
Lu Ronghua on the side had nothing to say, "Dear guest, it's your first time to the palace and you are so familiar with it. If you don't know, I would think you have been here many times."
Hearing this, Lin Jun suddenly stopped. He turned his head and looked at Lu Ronghua beside him, "Looking at your age, are you a palace servant from the previous dynasty?"
Lu Ronghua chuckled and said, "Dear guest, you have good eyesight. Our family has indeed entered the palace long before the previous dynasty."
Lin Jun stared at Lu Ronghua, with deep disgust in his voice, "Since you are from the Duanmu Dynasty, why are you still a slave of the Fenglan Empire? Have you forgotten that it was the Duanmu Dynasty that was destroyed by the Fenglan Empire?
Massacred the entire Duanmu royal family!"
Lu Ronghua was startled when he heard this, "Those are all matters of the previous dynasty. What's more, what does those bloody feuds have to do with me, an old eunuch?"
"Even if the Duanmu Dynasty didn't destroy the country, wouldn't our family still be eunuchs? Being a slave is not for anyone? What's more..."
Lu Ronghua chuckled, "The days in the Fenglan Empire were much better than those in the Duanmu Dynasty. At that time, the crown prince was naughty and caused us servants to suffer, and he was punished at every turn."
Speaking of this, Lu Ronghua squinted his cloudy eyes and looked at Lin Jun, "Why do we think you look so familiar? You seem a bit like the crown prince back then..."
Lin Jun sneered, "Is there a possibility that I am the crown prince you mentioned? Eunuch Lu?"
"you!"
Lu Ronghua looked at Lin Jun's familiar features, and a look of fear gradually appeared in his eyes, "Come on..."
However, before he could call someone, Lin Jun suddenly grabbed Lu Ronghua's neck, his fingers gradually tightened, and a sinister smile appeared on his face.
"Now that the Duanmu Dynasty is gone, you old guys should follow and be buried with them!"
Lin Jun squeezed hard and heard the sound of broken neck bones. Lu Ronghua tilted his head and lost his breath.