Chapter 205: Confucian Scholars Take Righteousness, Loyal Officials' Death Day
The Prime Minister of the Southern Song Dynasty stood on the bow of the boat with his hands behind his hands, his voice was like thunder.
His body was half filled with aura of awe-inspiring force and half filled with Yin energy of the Ghost King, which was constantly vibrating.
The prime minister has a gold seal and a purple ribbon, which conveys the emperor's wishes and the hearts of all the people.
But Confucian scholars pursue righteousness, and loyal ministers die from integrity.
Thousands of years ago, facing a certain death situation, Lu Xiufu did not want to survive and threw himself into the sea with the young emperor in his arms.
After his death, Lu Xiufu turned into a ghost, protected by the awe-inspiring spirit of Confucianism, and combined with the remaining national destiny of the Song Dynasty on the jade seal, his soul and consciousness were preserved.
Not only that.
The 200,000 soldiers and civilians of the Southern Song Dynasty who threw themselves into the sea with him turned into dead souls at the bottom of the sea. Their resentment, anger, and yin energy increased day by day, and they all attached themselves to Lu Xiufu.
A thousand years passed by.
After Lu Xiufu was awakened by Li Xiang, the national destiny, ghost energy, awe-inspiring energy, and the three energies gathered in his body made him directly promoted to the level of ghost king.
What was revealed at this moment was a powerful force comparable to that of the Demon Emperor.
The sound vibrated endlessly in the frozen Bohai Bay.
Like rolling thunder.
The Immortal with Long Eyebrows woke up, slowly opened his eyelids as heavy as lead, turned his head with difficulty, and looked at the Ghost King in Confucian robes on the boat in the ancient Song Dynasty.
His gaze stayed for a moment, then looked at the young emperor wearing a dragon robe, and finally landed on the "Song" flag flying on the boat.
He has taught and studied at Kyoto University all his life.
Seeing the scene in front of me, I immediately guessed the identities of the Confucian Ghost King and the young emperor.
Li Xiang returned to his ancestor Yin Tianzi and asked professors and students from the History Department of Kyoto University to search all over Kyushu and find ancient battlefield sites.
I think these dead souls are the ancestral spirits of the Southern Song Dynasty that Li Xiang awakened at the Yashan ruins.
The long-browed immortal stood up tremblingly and shook his head sadly, "I'm afraid it's hard to obey my order."
Lu Xiufu looked at the long-browed immortal who looked like a dead leaf and a broken lamp, as if he saw his own shadow thousands of years ago.
In the fourth year of Baoyou's reign, he and Wen Tianxiang were on the Jinshi list together, and then entered the official career, promoted step by step, and watched the country fall and the people suffer year after year.
He and many of his colleagues worked hard to regain the lost territory, but even the Song Dynasty's Guo Zuo could not be saved.
After all, it is too difficult to turn the tide before it falls and to support the building before it collapses.
At this moment, the Long-Eyebrow Immortal faced the Frost Dragon Emperor just as he had faced the Great Yuan's rolling iron cavalry a thousand years ago.
Out of power.
only……
Now, after all, it is different.
A sneer sounded from the sky.
The Frost Dragon Emperor exhaled cold air and looked at Lu Xiufu with contempt, "Is it just you ghosts and ghosts?"
It suddenly lowered its head and looked down, "My brother, the reinforcements have arrived, how long do you have to wait?"
The voice fell.
Under the ice, a red mass appeared, flames burned under the water, melting the ice, and heat waves and fireworks shot into the sky.
A red dragon emperor hovered in mid-air, with huge wings spread out like two burning clouds.
Every time he flaps his wings, countless flames fall down like fire rain.
Frost Dragon Emperor and Red Flame Dragon Emperor, the two twins, dominate the sky of Bohai Bay, overlooking Lu Xiufu.
Lu Xiufu frowned slightly, but showed no intention of retreating. He said coldly: "The land of Kyushu is not a place for your demon clan to wreak havoc."
"I, Lu Xiufu, will destroy your bodies and souls on behalf of the Jiuzhou that has not yet sunk!"
The Confucian Ghost King turned around and bowed to the young emperor, raised his hands above his head and said, "Please give me your sword for use."
The seven-year-old young master of the Song Dynasty, Zhao Bing, stood up, took off the pocket dagger from his waist with his small pale hands, and put it in Lu Xiufu's hand: "Prime Minister, please kill the monster for Kyushu!"
Lu Xiufu took the pocket dagger, bowed again, then took a few steps back, turned around and looked at the twin dragon emperors of ice and fire in the sky, with murderous intent surging in his eyes.
The majestic Yin evil energy gathered together and poured crazily into this pocket emperor sword.
The dagger sword instantly expanded and turned into a long sword.
A trace of Yin Qi, a wisp of the power of the Song Dynasty's national destiny, turned into complex ghost patterns, and the seal was carved on the sword body.
These ghost patterns are constantly changing, turning into mountains, rivers, and towns.
It was a picturesque sight of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains during the Song Dynasty.
"It's just a ghost king, and he still wants to kill us?!"
"joke!"
The Red Flame Dragon Emperor opened its huge mouth and spurted out blazing fire. A huge pillar of fire with a diameter of several hundred meters hit the building and the ship.
Lu Xiufu held his sword and murmured, "Start from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky."
A sword was swung out.
The arc-shaped black sword energy spread across the sky and hit the pillar of fire, causing the huge pillar of fire to shatter inch by inch.
In just an instant, the terrifying arc-shaped sword energy broke through the pillar of fire and struck the Scarlet Flame Dragon Emperor without any fancy.
Just a slight pause.
Then the body of the Crimson Flame Dragon Emperor broke through and split into two.
The black arc-shaped sword energy split open the red flame dragon emperor's huge body, flew silently to the west, and disappeared between the heaven and earth of Kyushu.
The Crimson Flame Dragon Emperor, which had turned into two halves, fell suddenly before it could even let out a scream.
Its corpse burned, melting the entire ice in Bohai Bay.
The Frost Dragon Emperor could not understand the scene in front of him.
But it knew that it was no match for this ghost king.
Without stopping, the Frost Dragon Emperor flapped his wings and fled towards the sky.
Lu Xiufu was about to swing his second sword.
But at this moment, above the sky and in the sea of clouds, two sparks fell.
The two sparks burned and turned into two huge flames.
After a while, Lu Xiufu realized that those were not falling stars or burning flames, but two eyes.
The entire sky was disturbed by the arrival of this huge entity. The light was constantly refracted. A huge mountain-like shadow appeared below the clouds, and the entire clouds began to swell.
A huge dragon head poked out of the sea of clouds.
And its huge body is still swinging in the sky above the sea of clouds, blocking the sun and casting a huge shadow on Bohai Bay and the east of Kyushu.
The arrival of the fifth-level old dragon made the entire world uneasy.
The Frost Dragon Emperor, who fled towards the sky, was extremely excited.
Although the fifth-level old dragon from the East China Sea has not joined the Demon Alliance, he is still considered a member of the Demon Clan.
What's more, the Jiao Clan and the Dragon Clan are close relatives.
The Frost Dragon Emperor was ecstatic and sped up to fly towards the giant dragon, "Your Majesty, there are remnants of the ghost clan here!"
But the next moment.
The huge dragon opened its mouth and bit the Frost Dragon Emperor in one bite.
The Frost Dragon Emperor struggled and flapped his wings, trying to escape.
Click!
The dragon's sharp teeth easily cut off the two wings of the Frost Dragon Emperor. The dragon's mouth kept chewing, and a huge and scary sound echoed over the entire Bohai Bay.
The Demon King's blood continued to gush out from the corners of the dragon's mouth, falling into the sea in tons and tons, dyeing the entire Bohai Bay red.
The smell of blood spreads.
The dragon feeds in the sky, and blood falls like a flood.
Tens of thousands of people on the thirteen battleships raised their heads and looked at this scene in horror.
On the boat, seven-year-old Zhao Bing looked at Lu Xiufu worriedly.
Lu Xiufu held the sword in his hand and looked solemn, but he still comforted him, "Your Majesty, don't worry, I am here, this demon dragon..."
But at this moment, the giant dragon finally swallowed the Frost Dragon Emperor into its belly, and its body suddenly shrunk, turned into a human form, and came to the building ship.
Lu Xiufu subconsciously clenched the hilt of his sword, ghost energy surging throughout his body.
The corners of Old Long's mouth stained with demon blood suddenly turned up, and he bowed his hands like a scholar, "I've met fellow Taoist Lu."
Lu Xiufu was stunned.
Old Long said again: "I am the Lord of the East China Sea. I have admired Mr. Li for a long time, but I have never had the opportunity to see Mr. Li. I wonder if my Taoist friend Lu is willing to help introduce him?"
