In the distance, Lin Hanqing was regretful and sighed, "Alas. Mr. Jiang is a genius, like a true dragon of the Ninth Heaven. How can he be trapped in the shallows for a long time? It's definitely not something my small Lin family can accommodate!? "
The Imperial Preceptor was a member of the royal family!
A duke could not be ordered around at will!
To put it bluntly, even if Lin Hanqing faced any danger in the future, he could not ask Jiang Tian for help!
Otherwise, it would be breaking the rules!
Thinking of this, he also lamented his misfortune and angrily looked at Lin Dai 'er next to him and said, "If you had agreed to that marriage back then, Mr. Jiang would be able to protect my family. Mister Jiang will be able to stay in the family forever. In other words, he will protect the Lin family forever! After all, the law of the country does not destroy family ties. But now … "
"Dai 'er, it's a pity that you don't have this fortune!"
Lin Yang shook his head and sighed.
Hearing this, the regret in Lin Dai 'er's heart grew stronger.
How could she imagine that the seemingly ordinary, unremarkable, and even a little shabby rogue cultivator from outside the river, a mere Nascent Soul cultivator, would obtain today's status and glory?
It was simply unbelievable.
Just like what her father said, if she had married Jiang Tian back then, what kind of glory would it be? What kind of glory would the Lin family be? At least in the Eastern Empire, the dignified Lin family of the Marquis Zhenyuan's residence was simply above everyone else!
However, thinking of how Jiang Tian slapped and reprimanded her on the Hundred Flowers Peak, Lin Dai 'er's heart was filled with resentment and gloated.
"Alas, although you have the strength of a Saint, you are not the top after all. You still can't compare to those holy lands. You are arrogant and unscrupulous, even daring to kill people from the Luoying Sect. I'm afraid the Luoying Sect's revenge will come soon. "
In the cultivation country, everything was practical.
The Imperial Preceptor's conferring ceremony was simple and did not have many complicated formalities.
It ended quickly.
However, when the ceremony ended, Jiang Tian suddenly turned his head to look at Eldest Princess Mo Yu and said, "Hu Niu, do you remember Sir God Qi Ling? One of the four great guardians of the Demon King Palace! "
"Tigress?"
Hearing this name, the crown prince, second prince, and little princess were all dumbfounded.
Princess Mo Yu was so angry that her face turned red and she clenched her teeth.
She was the Princess Royal, the Goddess of War of the Empire. She was actually called "Tigress"? Where was the dignity of the royal family?
Jiang Tian was too arrogant!
However, Eldest Princess Mo Yu was unable to get angry.
Not to mention that Jiang Tian had killed the Marquis of Purple Robe, quelled the rebellion of the southern vassals, and avoided a great war. Just the fact that Jiang Tian had taught her the 12 Magical Sounds of Langhuan and guided her cultivation made her feel that she owed Jiang Tian too much.
This anger disappeared in a flash. Eldest Princess Mo Yu also quickly noticed Jiang Tian's words. Her pretty eyebrows were knitted together as though she was puzzled. She said, "I seem to feel that this person seems to have interacted with me before. However, my memory is becoming increasingly blurry. It seems real and illusory. I am unable to recall it!"
It was a very strange feeling.
"My memories are also in a mess. I feel that Sir God Qi Ling has a great relationship with me. However, he, who is he? "Sir God Niu Ben's deity also muttered to himself.
He was hidden in the depths of Jiang Tian's sea of consciousness and was suppressed by the Demon God of Prison Suppressing Divine Soul. He was like a little white rabbit under the huge claws of a ferocious tiger. He had no power to struggle and could be annihilated or swallowed at any time.
"Mm! That's right! "
Jiang Tian chuckled and did not explain further. However, his eyes gradually grew solemn.
This was the power of history's correction!
Jiang Tian used the Law of Time in the chaotic universe to perform the Fist of Time. The punch split the Time Barrier and pierced through the past, present, and future. He went back to the River of Time to when Sir God Qi Ling was weak and killed him with his sword. This was equivalent to changing history.
From that moment onwards, Sir God Qi Ling no longer existed in this spacetime. It was equivalent to Jiang Tian going back to the past and changing history.
Time was like a long river. It would not stop because of the lack of a wave. It continued to flow forward.
However, the River of Time had a natural power of washing, restraining, and correction.
Washing and restraining made it extremely difficult to stop the action of going back to time.
When a person was in the River of Time, he would be washed by time and decline uncontrollably.
Heaven and earth were predestined. Even deities, Buddhas, deities, and saints had to worry about their lifespan. Although they had a lifespan of thousands of years, or even longer, they could not escape death.
In the universe, in the vast Milky Way, there were countless talented big shots who had exhausted their minds to come up with all kinds of wonderful methods, such as prolonging life, resurrection, possession, God Dao, and Ghost Dao. However, it was a pity that they were only useful for a short period of time. They could not escape from heaven and earth's predestined fate. They were washed by time, decayed, turned into dust, and returned to nothingness.
Going back to the past was like rowing a boat against the current. The washing of time was more than ten times or a hundred times more than the River of Time. That was the reason why Jiang Tian could only stay in the Three Thousand Years for three seconds. Even if he had a Divine Body of Chaos, he could not take it.
Space was like a river bank and time was like a long river.
The power of correction was the power of heaven and earth. In order to maintain the existing historical path and logic, it had "modified" space and existence. It had completely removed Sir God Qi Ling from this world. All traces were erased, including the memories in everyone's mind.
"The universe is chaotic, everything is impermanent. The Fist of Time can go back to the past and affect the future … I still have to use it carefully!"
Ignoring everyone's confused eyes, Jiang Tian's face slightly sighed and his heart was filled with emotions.
"I've been reborn. Apart from controlling many supreme techniques, my biggest advantage is that I have foresight and have the initiative. Although this fist is invincible, it has changed history, affected the present, and affected the future. Isn't this lifting a rock and smashing my own foot? "
His gaze pierced through the layers of void as if he had reached the area filled with evil aura. "I hope the butterfly effect is not that strong. The time when the Evil Infested Ridge's treasure will not change too much! Otherwise, I'll be caught unprepared! "
…
In the next few days.
Jiang Tian sat in Han City, assisted by Fang Jinlong and the other three dukes. Princess Mo Yu also cooperated closely.
Crown Prince Dongfang Ding acted quickly. With a thunderous momentum, he screened and purged the southern dukes who followed the Purple Shan Marquis.
The elites who sincerely repented were stripped of their hereditary titles and fiefs. They were changed to civil officials and generals to atone for their crimes.
The Marquis Shanshui and the other diehards who had close ties with the Purple Shan Marquis were all killed and their families annihilated.
The mediocre ones were stripped of their titles and fiefs. They were demoted to commoners and exiled to the border.
Due to the suppression of Jiang Tian, who possessed terrifying strength and was renowned for his ferocity, Dongfang Ding didn't suffer any substantial hindrance in dealing with the matter, and it was like a hot knife through butter.
"Sigh, Dongfang Ding has won over Saint Siqing. The empire will be as stable as Mount Tai! "
"Whoever dares to betray the royal family will end up like the Purple Shan Marquis and the Marquis Shanshui!"
When the Marquis of Shanshui and the other two hundred people were escorted to the guillotine and turned into dust under the bombardment of large magic tools, countless dukes who were watching the ceremony were uneasy. At this moment, they no longer dared to have any thoughts of rebelling against the royal family.
When the Marquis of Shanshui and the other henchmen were publicly executed, it also announced that the turmoil in the empire had finally come to an end.
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