Maitreya's Buddha-like smile was still on Liu Shengming's round face. He paused for a moment and said, "Why does the Saintess sit on the throne? Do you have the ambition to conquer the world? "
Gu Xiaosang caressed the golden armrest. Her solemnity faded and she smiled sweetly. "For the sake of who can sit on this throne, there will always be open and veiled struggles. It is extremely precious, so I can't help but be curious about it. Now that I have a chance to leave, how can I not try?"
"When I sit on it, I realize it's just an ordinary chair."
She stood up slowly with a relaxed expression.
Although Gu Xiaosang deliberately confused the concept of the throne, Liu Shengming's focus was not on this. His expression changed slightly. "The Saintess is leaving? But Prince Qi hasn't condensed his Dharmakaya yet. I'm afraid there will be many twists and turns … "
Gu Xiaosang glanced at the expressionless Celestial Lamp Ambassador and said with a smile, "The Luo Denomination can cure all kinds of 'diseases', but not condensing a Dharmakaya. Otherwise, Dharma Kings would have appeared long ago and turned the world into a vacuum hometown."
"The Saint Emperor's Token can only help Prince Qi to secretly refine the power of all living beings accumulated by the Grand Formation of Luoyang and increase the possibility of success. But whether he can condense a Dharmakaya or not depends on himself. We can't help him. If that's the case, why not go back?"
At this point, she burst into laughter. "Anyway, I've already seen the wordless stele. Our sect and the Destruction Sect have both taken what we need. Do we have to wait for the Prince of Qi to become a Dharmakaya and turn against us?"
Liu Shengming smiled. "Prince Qi has been preparing for many years, so he should have some confidence. I'm not worried about this, but condensing a Dharmakaya will cause a great commotion. If there's external interference, I'm afraid it'll be for naught. Sigh, it'll be great if only a few people know about it like Mad Prince …"
"How would I know what Mad Prince is like? Since Prince Qi isn't worried, why should Divine Arrester Liu be? "Gu Xiaosang said with a faint smile.
Liu Shengming was startled and looked at the pavilion near the Tai Chi Palace.
Gu Xiaosang slowly walked down the stairs with her hands behind her back. Her white dress swayed with her steps, making her look pure and holy. "Moreover, who in Luoyang can interfere?"
"If it's the Immortals, Lampholder Oracle and I won't be able to stop Progenitor Doumu who has no scruples. I believe Prince Qi will have his ways."
Liu Shengming frowned. "Fa …"
The Lampholder Oracle was following behind her. She brushed past Liu Shengming and interrupted him with a chuckle. "Divine Arrester Liu is really loyal to the Emperor and Prince of Qi. You don't seem to be a Guardian of the Sect of Mistress Su at all."
Liu Shengming was a little embarrassed. He laughed and said, "My identity was exposed by the Saintess. Since the Emperor and Prince of Qi didn't abandon me, I will cut off my past and start a new life."
Without turning back, Gu Xiaosang strode out of the Tai Chi Palace. She chuckled and said, "I heard that the current Mysterious Fairy and the Bodhisattva of Joy have both descended the mountain. Divine Arrester Liu, take care."
Liu Shengming's expression was uncertain. He watched helplessly as Gu Xiaosang, dressed in a white dress, disappeared from the square outside the hall. The Oracle, who was holding the bluish-white lamp, was skinny and old, like a servant.
The sun was shining brightly just a moment ago, but now it was slowly covered by a layer of dark clouds. It seemed that continuous autumn rain was about to fall.
A green umbrella appeared in the Lampholder Oracle's left hand. He held it devoutly above Gu Xiaosang's head. He looked back at the distant palace and said in a low voice, "It seems that Liu Shengming hasn't gained full trust. Now it's up to Prince of Qi himself. If he can condense his Dharmakaya, the situation in the world will change greatly. It will be extremely beneficial to the Luo Denomination."
Gu Xiaosang's eyes sparkled and she smiled cunningly. "What does it matter if he succeeds or not? After this, can the relationship between the Zhao Clan and the other top aristocratic families be restored? This is the source of great chaos … "
Drops of rain fell on the umbrella. Amidst the hazy drizzle, the Celestial Lamp Ambassador's skinny back was straight, and the hand holding the umbrella did not waver in the slightest. Gu Xiaosang was slender and spotless, like a fairy in the rain.
Dark clouds gathered, and the sky above Luoyang was as dark as night. Only the autumn rain could be seen, but there was no lightning or thunder.
With the palace as the center, Luoyang suddenly lit up with a misty golden light that shrouded everywhere. The golden light was like smoke, and one could see the world of mortals, smoke from kitchen chimneys, lights, fishermen, woodcutters, farmers, and cultivators.
They were constantly changing, rolling and condensing, turning into streaks of golden Qi. They were like real dragons baring their fangs and claws, coiling above the palace.
The Saint Emperor's Token in Prince of Qi Zhao Wuyan's hand floated in the air, absorbing the Qi of the Real Dragons like a whale swallowing the sea. Then, it shot out rays of auspicious light that fell on Zhao Wuyan.
Behind Zhao Wuyan appeared the image of a human master. He wore a flat Heavenly Crown and an emperor's robe. His face was like a dragon's, and a real dragon coiled around his body. He held the Emperor's Sword in his hand and held the golden seal in his palm. It was his Dharma Form of the Emperor!
The Dharma Form moved forward and overlapped with his real body. It was illusory yet real, and they slowly merged.
Zhao Wuyan's expression was calm. His brows and beard were stretched, and his pale face was dancing wildly.
He had reached the most critical moment. If he could successfully take this step, he would no longer be a "human" in this world!
The center of the dark clouds grew darker, as if something terrible was brewing.
…
How could such a change in Luoyang be hidden from the masters in the Jade Forest Garden?
Cui Qingyu's expression changed. Just as he was about to investigate the source of the matter, he suddenly felt the light and shadow change. The illusory formation expanded rapidly, and the entire Jade Forest Garden became dark and isolated from the world!
Bright or dim prohibitions flickered and merged into the void. Cui Qingyu, Cui Yan, Song Shouren, and other masters of the top aristocratic families seemed to have understood something. They all cast their eyes on the old Emperor on the central platform.
He leaned against the back of the chair, and his old and relaxed face revealed some relief. Beside him, Sima Shi stood in the middle of the heavy prohibitions, acting as the core of the formation.
The layers of the formation had already become indistinguishable from reality. It protected the old Emperor, and no one could see the fight between the "heroes".
"My ministers, please calm down. Just wait for a while, and the formation will dissolve by itself," the old Emperor said with a smile.
Cui Qingyu was a powerful figure. He had already connected all the events that had happened before.
"It's you! You're the one who colluded with the Luo Denomination and Destruction Sect and took away the Saint Emperor's Token! "
"You want to help Prince Qi condense his Dharmakaya!"
He was suddenly enlightened. No wonder Sima Shi and Zhao Wuyan could not even touch a hair of the Luo Denomination when they joined forces.
Even if it was right to focus on attacking the strongest Progenitor Doumu, it should not be to this extent!
Cui Qingyu had subconsciously overlooked this point because he thought that the imperial family would not cooperate with the Luo Denomination, which was famous for its subversion and rebellion.
Now it seemed that as long as there were enough benefits, even the enemy who killed one's father could cooperate!
The faces of the masters of the aristocratic families changed slightly. They each held their weapons, and their breaths rose, ready to break the formation.
With so many masters and Precious Weapons, how could they not deal with Sima Shi and the formation?
At least for now, there was no trace of the Nine-dragon Seal and the Imperial Sword.
At this moment, the old Emperor laughed and said, "My ministers, many of your breaths are still in the bodies of your sons and nephews. Even if you are not worried about their safety, you have to consider the counterattack of the formation."
"Of course, with your strength, it can only hinder you for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea and hurt you slightly, but that time is enough."
He glanced at Cui Qingyu, Song Shouren, and the others, as if to say that without the help of the majority of the masters, it would take a while to break the formation. This was the time they needed!
The one with the breath in Cui Zhe's body was Cui Yan, but Cui Qingyu did not. There were others like him, and Song Quanlue, Zhang Yuanli, and the others had long been eliminated by Mengqi.
Cui Qingyu stroked the hilt of his sword, and his expression returned to normal. He stood still, which surprised Song Shouren and the others who were about to attack.
"Your Majesty, condensing a Dharmakaya is a good thing. The Great Jin Dynasty will completely suppress the sects. Why do you have to be so hostile?" Cui Qingyu said calmly.
The old Emperor suddenly burst into laughter as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. "Haha, if it was fair and square, would the Cui family allow Prince Qi to condense a Dharmakaya?"
"It would be fine if there was no Cui Qinghe. Under the pressure of the sects, everyone here can see the big picture. But Cui Qinghe was born so many years earlier. I believe that none of you are willing to see a Dharmakaya appear in the royal family and truly rule the world."
His expression became cold. "Princes who are too talented can't inherit the throne, and the masters of the royal family who refine the Force of Living Beings are closely monitored … You call this happy?"
"Prince Qi has reached his limit many years ago, but he is still a few steps away from Dharmakaya. You all are watching him refine the Force of Living Beings, and he can't go beyond the rules, let alone break the final barrier. Therefore, I give up myself and transform the Force of Living Beings to Prince Qi. Even if it backfires and I don't have long to live, I am willing!"
"Now that Prince Qi has some confidence, and he has secretly cultivated for a while with the Saint Emperor's Token, if he can achieve Dharmakaya, so what if I die on the spot? I can laugh in front of my ancestors! "
Using the body of the emperor to transform the Force of Living Beings to Prince Qi was inefficient and time-consuming. Ten years might not be as much as half a month's worth of the Saint Emperor's Token.
The old Emperor believed that as long as Prince Qi successfully achieved Dharmakaya, the aristocratic families would compromise. With the North Zhou Dynasty and the West Regions on the outside, and the sects on the inside, they would make a wise choice.
If he failed, the Cui family was not ready. At most, it would worsen the situation of the Zhao family. Without Dharmakaya, with the strength of the Cui family, it was only a matter of time.
The masters of the aristocratic families looked gloomy. They did not expect the old Emperor to plot for so long.
Cui Qingyu was neither surprised nor angry. "But why should I join forces with the Nine Evil Paths and abandon myself?"
The old Emperor smiled. "I know that the Luo Denomination and the Destruction Sect have ulterior motives. But even if it is poison, I have to drink it to survive!"
He saw Cui Qingyu's expression change as if he had expected something. "Minister Cui, I know that your sword was given by Qinghe, and you can contact him from afar. But have you forgotten that you are in the formation?"
The reason why Cui Qingyu did not move was to communicate secretly. Now that he was seen through, he snorted and unsheathed his sword. He seemed to be attacking but not attacking, and seemed to be defending but not defending.
The other masters of the aristocratic families either cooperated with him or closed their eyes to sense their breaths, trying to pull him and his outstanding children out.
Because of the obstruction of the formation, although the process was not dangerous, it was abnormally slow!
Su Li retreated to the back of the high platform and closed his eyes to sense. But the formation was ever-changing. With his realm of the Third Heaven of the Exterior, he could not detect his breath for a while.
At this time, he regretted letting Su Yue attach his breath to him. But he was cautious and decided to make a move himself.
…
The killing intent kept appearing and disappearing, which puzzled Mengqi.
It seemed to be a special skill that used the killing intent to distract his attention. It was not a change. Could someone hide from the masters outside and attack him?
After a few steps, the mist dissipated. Although it was still "dark", he could sense the situation around him.
Suddenly, Mengqi was delighted. There was a person standing beside the boulder in front of him. She was dressed in white and was as cold as the moon. She was holding a zither in her hands. Sensing her breath, he found that it was Ruan Yushu.
"I've finally met a friend …" Mengqi felt that the breath was normal. He walked over and greeted, "Yushu, we are really fated …"
When he was close, Mengqi suddenly squinted. No, that zither was not Phoenix Qi. It was just similar!
If he was not familiar with the little foodie, he would not be able to recognize it!
Just then, "Ruan Yushu" stretched out her right palm, moving as fast as a residual shadow. She silently struck Meng Qi's mid-brows!
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