Liu Cheng held a large military force, but he always appeared to be low-key, docile, and humble. He never argued with anyone and did not have deep relationships with anyone. It was as though he formed his own faction in the court.
However, he was loyal to the Saint Emperor, at least it seemed so.
Such a docile and humble official had suddenly bared his fangs and caused the entire Guard Department to rebel. Who knew how much effort had been put into this?
In reality, a third of the money earned by Black Mountain had been spent by Liu Cheng on the Guard Department. On the surface, the Guard Department was still the army of the court, but in reality, it had changed its name. As long as Liu Cheng called for it, it would become a rebel army.
Liu Cheng had received orders to control the inside and outside of the Palace tonight.
As one of them, Liu Chengfeng was very excited.
In front of the Spring Pool Gate was the Palace of Heavenly Essence. Other than the internal court and Lingxiao Hall, the Imperial City was completely in the hands of the rebel army.
From the start of the rebellion, Liu Cheng had ordered the internal palace to be cut off from the outside world so that not even a fly could fly out. Then he slowly began to deal with the Dragon Court Guards.
There were only eight hundred Dragon Court Guards. No matter how elite they were, they were not a match for them. However, with them guarding the Spring Pool Gate, they would not be able to break in for a while.
"Fire!"
Liu Chengfeng shouted loudly. The sky full of arrows forced the guards on the city tower to hide and hide. The usually arrogant Dragon Court Guards were now like mice under the claws of a cat, making him very happy and proud.
"I wanted to do this a long time ago, you bastards," he shouted excitedly.
"Shoot for me. We've already taken over the workshop of the Ministry of Works. There are enough arrows. Don't be polite, shoot shoot shoot!"
"Right, father, why haven't the brothers inside come to help open the gate?" He turned to Liu Cheng.
Liu Cheng stood with his hands behind his back. He had a smile that was no different than usual. However, if he was usually humble, he was slightly enigmatic now.
"Don't underestimate Zhang Shirong," he said with a smile. He smiled and said, "With his reaction speed, if there's any disturbance in the outer city, he'll be able to react immediately. I think those five thousand brothers are most likely dead. "
"What?" Liu Chengfeng's expression changed greatly. "Then what do we do? The Ghost Lord will be angry if the Spring Pool Gate cannot be conquered."
"Feng 'er, what's your reason for betraying the imperial court?" Liu Cheng suddenly asked.
Liu Chengfeng was startled and said, "Father, have you become stupid from being a doctor? We have never been people of the imperial court. We are cultivators of a sect."
"And then?" Liu Cheng asked.
"What then?" Liu Chengfeng frowned. "The glory of the sect cultivators is something we should strive for. Isn't this what the Ghost Lord taught us?"
Liu Cheng said, "Is the Ghost Lord really doing this for the glory of the sect's cultivators?"
"Is that not the case?" Liu Chengfeng was shocked. "Father, how can you doubt the Ghost Lord?"
Liu Cheng said earnestly, "Feng 'er, I have always wanted to tell you that the cultivators of the sects are the cultivators of the sects, and our Profound Wind Sect is the Profound Wind Sect. We cannot be lumped together. Let me ask you again, what will happen after Great Xia falls? "
"The sects will be re-established, and the sects will have the final say in the Divine Prefecture. There will be no more Bird Dynasty!" Liu Chengfeng said without hesitation.
"Who has the final say in the sect?" Liu Cheng asked again.
"Of course it's the Ghost Lord …" Liu Chengfeng was startled when he said this. His muddled brain finally understood the meaning of Liu Cheng's words.
Be it the Dynasty or the sects, the key was who had the final say in the world.
What if the person who controlled the world in the future was also unfriendly to the cultivators of the sects?
Liu Cheng saw that he had come to his senses, so he did not probe further. He said plainly, "You must remember, the Profound Wind Sect is the Profound Wind Sect, and the cultivators of the sects are the cultivators of the sects. Of course, we are still the subordinates of the Ghost Lord. His will is the direction of our swords. Get ready, we are going to attack the city tower. "
"Yes, father!" Liu Chengfeng replied excitedly. From a certain point of view, the excitement he felt now was different from the excitement he felt before. Just now, he was excited that he was about to see the glory of the cultivators of the sects. Now, he was excited that he could see through everything and control everything. The image of the Ghost Lord in his mind seemed to have become blurry, and he was gradually becoming taller.
This situation was very common everywhere. Ambition would make people blind.
Of course, Liu Cheng had not thought that his warning would make his son blind. His original intention was to weaken the influence of the Ghost Lord and plant the seeds for the independence of the Profound Wind Sect.
The city tower of the Spring Pond Sect was more than a dozen zhang tall. In the beginning, it was the fief of a king. Later, he gradually conquered more lands, and the imperial court was expanded, becoming the Sacred World Palace of today.
If they wanted to break through the city tower, they had to go up the walls. However, the Guard Department did not have siege weapons, and they could not find them at the moment. Even if they did, they did not dare to transport them back. If the news leaked and attracted the attention of the Guard Department guarding the outer city, they would be attacked by the Dragon Court Guards and the Guard Department from both inside and outside, and they would truly suffer a crushing defeat.
For other cultivators, a height of more than a dozen zhang was no less than reaching the sky, but for Liu Cheng and his son, it was easily climbed.
This was all due to the Wind God Method they cultivated. It caused their bodies to be extremely light, and their vital energy to have the characteristics of the wind. Their lightness skills were superior.
After the father and son gave the order to prepare for the main attack, they began to climb, one on the left and one on the right.
In the span of a few breaths, they had reached the top of the city tower. Liu Cheng's hands danced, and his strength was like a goddess scattering flowers. Several Dragon Court Guards wielding crossbows were killed in an instant.
With the father and son working together, a large number of corpses quickly fell from the city tower.
Several experts of the Guard Department hooked ropes onto the city tower and began to climb.
"Humph!"
Just as Liu Chengfeng was feeling pleased with himself after defeating a Dragon Court Guard, a cold snort like a clap of thunder suddenly rang out beside his ear. He only saw a shadow flash past him and quickly charge toward his father, Liu Cheng.
Liu Cheng narrowed his eyes and raised his right hand. A few wind sickles shot out, forcing the cultivators back several steps.
"Zhang Shirong, a wise man submits to circumstances. Do you think you can stop us by yourself?"
"What if I'm not alone?" Zhang Shirong said coolly.
At this time, a person walked out of the shadows. This person had a rough appearance and was tall. He wore a cold smile as he slowly walked in front of Liu Cheng and his son.
"Ma Guanshan!" Liu Chengfeng's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. "Why are you here? Weren't you ordered to guard Rong City? "
Ma Guanshan sneered. "His Majesty has a brilliant plan and summoned me back to court ahead of time. I've been hiding in the palace for several days."
Liu Cheng smiled and said, "Ji Tiansheng probably had a premonition long ago, so he made a lot of arrangements. However, even if you're here, I'm afraid you won't be able to change the situation. "
"Who said so?" Ma Guanshan couldn't help but laugh. "Generals of Rong City, listen up! Capture the traitor with this marshal!"
"Yes!" A dozen or so shouts resounded in unison, and a dozen fully armed generals walked out of the shadows.
Liu Cheng's expression froze. Only now did he realize that their emperor was far more powerful than he had imagined.
… …
A fierce battle at the Spring Pond Gate was inevitable.
Far outside the palace, there was also a fierce battle waiting to break out.
This fierce battle was out of the ordinary. It was simply horrifying.
The order Li Boyong had received was very simple. Assist Liu Cheng in breaking through the Spring Pond Gate.
Therefore, he deliberately delayed his departure by an hour. However, the carriage suddenly stopped halfway through the journey.
"What's going on?" Li Boyong opened his eyes and looked at the coachman's back.
However, there was dead silence outside. The coachman's head slowly drooped, as if he could no longer speak.
Suddenly, there was a flash of light. The carriage shook, and half of the carriage fell to the ground. Li Boyong was exposed to the cold air.
Only then did he see a person standing in front of the carriage. It was a young man dressed in mourning clothes.
"What are you doing?" His face turned pale at first, but then it turned red from anger. "Do you know what you're doing?"
"Then do you know?" the young man said.
Li Boyong said angrily, "You're going to kill your biological father!" He seemed to be speaking harshly, hating and resentful.
Any lion would become irritable and uneasy under the attack of a cub. He felt that his dignity had been seriously challenged. He could not accept that the cub he regarded as his successor would bare its claws at him. This was no less than a bolt from the blue.
This middle-aged man's heart was pierced by a sharp sword for the first time. Before this, he always pierced others with a sharp sword. This was probably retribution.
"No." Li Yixiu sprinkled salt on his wound. "I'm here to enforce justice on behalf of Heaven!"
"You must be crazy!" The middle-aged man had been proud of his success for decades. For the first time, he felt tired and vicissitudes of life. His heart felt like it was being stabbed by a knife. He forced his voice to be gentle. "Yixiu, did you misunderstand something? Don't easily say that you're enforcing justice on behalf of Heaven. The Heavenly Dao of this world is that the strong are respected. Everything is based on strength … "
However, he suddenly saw something, and he couldn't continue his words no matter how hard he tried. He felt cold all over and trembled slightly. His temples seemed to have turned white in an instant. A moment ago, he was still an extremely dignified Grand Prime Minister. At this moment, he suddenly became a lonely old man with a hunched back.
That thing was the birthday gift that Li Yixiu had given him. It was the Lin Meishu carved from Hetian jade. That night, when he was intimate with Deng Xinyuan, he accidentally left it there.
"It wasn't until I found out that it was casually thrown in a corner that I realized that this was the truth. I don't even want you to look at it again! "
Li Yixiu put the statue into his arms and held the hilt of the sword.
Li Boyong seemed to have aged more than ten years in an instant. He said in a hoarse voice in a tone that he had never used before, "You want to draw your sword at me? You want to kill me?"
"Draw your sword." Li Yixiu's eyes were firm with a supreme sense of mission. Facing an old man with white hair on his temples, did he not have a shred of pity?
Or perhaps he should be more aware that he was not facing a toothless tiger or a clawless lion.
"I've finally figured it out." Li Boyong slowly straightened his back.
In an instant, he regained some kind of spirit.
In an instant, he became a ferocious tiger coming down the mountain again.
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