"I will gladly endure it."
Zhao Shu's expression was calm as usual. "The future is the future, and the present is the present."
Mr. Dark Cloud sized him up and nodded. "Very good. You better remember what you said today."
The elegant old man in front of him saluted Mr. Dark Cloud. "In that case, please take care of me in the future, Mr. Dark Cloud."
"You're welcome, Mr. Zhao." Mr. Dark Cloud nodded.
Zhao Shu continued to ask, "May I have the honor of meeting the City Lord of Chang 'an?"
Mr. Dark Cloud said, "I can send a message for you, but it's up to His Majesty to decide whether to meet him or not."
"Of course." Zhao Shu nodded calmly and watched Mr. Dark Cloud disappear from the Tianshu Hall.
After a while, the old man in black reappeared. "Follow me."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Zhao Shu followed Mr. Dark Cloud to the Daming Palace.
Seeing the Sky City and the Daming Palace floating in the sky, Zhao Shu's eyes flickered slightly.
It was rumored that the City of Chang 'an was where the Twelve Kings of Hell made their comeback.
However, it was still a mystery who exactly was among them.
Especially the most mysterious City Lord of Chang 'an in the legends.
Looking at the city floating in the sky, it seemed to be a Taoist trick …
Zhao Shu calmed down and stopped thinking about it. He followed Mr. Dark Cloud to the Daming Palace and met Zhang Dongyun in person.
From the perspective of the elegant old man, Zhang Dongyun's face was still covered by the flowing light. It was hard to tell who he was.
"I Zhao Shu greet the City Lord of Chang 'an." The old man took a deep breath and bowed to Zhang Dongyun.
Zhang Dongyun said calmly, "You may rise."
After Zhao Shu stood still, Zhang Dongyun asked, "When did the Lou family rise?"
Zhao Shu hurriedly replied, "Twenty-seven years ago, Lou Ning appeared out of nowhere and replaced the Lu family that had been in the southeast of Middle Earth for thousands of years. He established the Great Yin Empire and stood up to the other five empires."
After a slight pause, he continued, "Lou Ning is cruel and merciless. None of the Lu family members are still alive."
Zhang Dongyun nodded slightly. "Other than that, what's so special about this person?"
Zhao Shu answered, "There's news that the spies of the Great Yin Empire have been secretly investigating the whereabouts of the Twelve Yama Kings of the past."
He did not want to join Chang 'an and rebel against the Lou Family, so he deliberately framed them.
What he said was completely true. However, because the imperial family was extremely careful and secretive about this matter, very few people knew about it.
When Zhang Dongyun heard this, he declined to comment. "Alright, you can go now. Do your job well and there will be a chance for you to fulfill your ambitions."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Zhao Shu bowed again and left Daming Palace with Mr. Dark Cloud.
In order to prevent the imperial family from finding out beforehand and retaliating against Mingde Academy, Zhao Shu hurriedly came and hurriedly left.
In Daming Palace, Zhang Dongyun watched Zhao Shu's departing figure and was deep in thought.
After thinking for a while, Zhang Dongyun refocused his attention on his own cultivation.
With the help of the Xuan Jade and other treasures from before, Zhang Dongyun's cultivation speed had increased by leaps and bounds.
Finally, after about a month, he successfully broke through his current bottleneck.
In the main hall of Daming Palace, the huge black jade stone suddenly shook and then shattered into dust.
Zhang Dongyun, who was previously in the huge jade stone that was the size of a house, appeared.
He sat cross-legged and meditated. Slowly, he breathed in and out.
The domineering aura of a monarch was now condensed and transformed into an unparalleled and fierce aura of a monarch.
Zhang Dongyun stood up. The space in Daming Palace seemed to be infinitely large and could allow him to use his fists and legs to his heart's content.
At this moment, each of his fists seemed to be able to shake the heavens and earth.
With a move of his feet, it was like the Daoist's Shrinking Earth Technique, as if space was nothing.
Zhang Dongyun nodded in satisfaction and then continued to raise his fist.
The Evil Fist of Tribulation condensed the essence of thunder and lightning and transformed it into an electric snake that shuttled through space.
But in the next moment, the Thunder was engulfed by a terrifying flame.
An unparalleled blazing power surged. When Zhang Dongyun raised his hand, it was as if he was holding up an extremely heavy sun.
The fist that seemed to move slowly and was unable to bear the weight contained explosive power. It was constantly attracting the things around it, and even the air, to gather in the fist.
The 《Demonic Emperor Sutra》 was divided into two parts.
The first part could be regarded as the "Nine Realms Chapter", which represented the Heavenly Finger, Earth Heart Seal, Evil Fist of Tribulation, Mirror Lake Suspended Sky and other peerless techniques.
If any one of them was placed outside, countless martial artists would break their heads to fight for it. Some would even risk their lives.
The second part of the 《Demonic Emperor Sutra》 could be called the "Martial Emperor Chapter".
It was an even more powerful technique than the "Nine Realms and Eight Chapters".
However, the cultivator had to reach the Martial Emperor Realm to be able to cultivate it.
From a certain perspective, the first half of the 《Demonic Emperor Sutra》 could be regarded as the foundation for the second half.
The "Eight Chapters of Martial Emperor" recorded in the second half was the peerless technique that the Evil Emperor had relied on to dominate the world.
For example, Zhang Dongyun was currently cultivating the 《Emperor Yan Fist》.
The 《Emperor Yan Fist》 could almost be regarded as the most domineering and blazing fist technique in the world today.
With one punch, it was as if the Emperor Yan had been reborn and the sun had descended.
When Zhang Dongyun's projection of Mr Dark Cloud fought with Monk Fa Ning of the Lingguang Temple, the projection was real and only had the cultivation of the Tenth Realm like Monk Fa Ning.
Monk Fa Ning was a disciple of the Lingguang Temple. His inheritance originated from the Leiyin Temple during its heyday. His cultivation and strength were extremely high.
But in the end, he was defeated by Mr Dark Cloud's 《Emperor Yan Fist》 and was unable to retaliate.
Zhang Dongyun's current cultivation had finally successfully reached the Tenth Realm and became a Martial Emperor.
Now, he began to study the second half of the 《Demonic Emperor Sutra》.
With the help of the System, a certain City Lord had no problem comprehending the classic technique.
After cultivating for a while, he called Shen Herong over.
"How is it?" Zhang Dongyun asked.
The girl in front of him opened her hand and an empty scabbard appeared in her palm.
Feeling the mystery of it, Zhang Dongyun nodded slightly. "If that's the case, I'll leave the matter of finding Seventh Brother to you. To be cautious, contact Eighth Sister to accompany you."
"Big Brother, don't worry. I'll do my best," Shen Herong said.
"Make another scabbard," Zhang Dongyun continued to instruct.
Shen Herong initially thought that his big brother meant to ensure his safety.
But Zhang Dongyun continued, "After going to the Central Region, instruct Li Jie, Lin Ying and the others to send the second scabbard to the Zhao family's Fengming City without leaving a trace."
Shen Herong raised his eyebrows slightly and then laughed silently.
Speaking of which, this could be considered as a double insurance.
However, it was not to ensure his safety, but to take the initiative to attack.
This was really his big brother's style …
Shen Herong smiled slightly. "That's good. You don't have to trouble yourself. But if this method really works, I'm afraid the result will be difficult to predict."
"It's not a big deal."
Zhang Dongyun said indifferently.
Shen Herong nodded. "Then I'll go now."
After bidding farewell to Zhang Dongyun, she followed Zhang Dongyun's instructions and made a second scabbard.
Then, Shen Herong left Daming Palace and Chang 'an City. He went all the way west, crossing the Huang Sea and rushing to the Central Region.
She contacted Chu Yaoguang early. Chu Yaoguang was already waiting for her in the Central Region.
"Eighth Sister, do you have any news about Ying Xiao?" Shen Herong asked when they met.
Chu Yaoguang shook her head slightly. "He seems to have left the Central Region. Because of the Huang Sea, I can't find out where he went. I can't be sure if he's back now."
Shen Herong nodded. "It's okay. Let's find him here first."
As he spoke, he waved the scabbard in his hand.
While Chang 'an was planning and deploying, the Central Region was not peaceful.
Under the surface bottleneck, the undercurrent was more intense than before.
At this moment, the Zhao family welcomed a rare guest in Fengming City, the capital of the Great Jing Dynasty.
"Brother Zhao, how have you been?"
The visitor looked like a woman in her thirties. Her face was not very beautiful, but there was a strong murderous aura between her eyebrows.
She greeted Prince Zhao Heng, who was in charge of receiving guests on the Zhao Family's side.
"Madam Wang, long time no see." Zhao Heng was equally polite.
However, while he was being polite, his words were somewhat insincere.
The two of them had not seen each other for a long time.
Just a few months ago, the two of them had just fought at the border of the Zhao family and the Lou family.
The border of the two empires stretched endlessly. Conflicts like this were inevitable.
As the conflict escalated, it was inevitable that Martial Emperors would join the fight.
"Madam Wang" was the surname of her husband's family. Her surname was Lou. She was the sister of the current Emperor Yin, Lou Ning.
But Zhao Heng was the prince of the Zhao family, so he did not address her as Princess Royal.
Both of them addressed each other as ordinary people of the Jianghu.
Both Madam Wang and Zhao Heng were core members of their respective royal families.
But the two empires had been in constant conflict over the years. It was rare for Madam Wang to come to the Zhao family's Fengming City personally.
The Zhao family was the one who invited her.
The Lou family did not reject the invitation. Instead, they accepted it immediately and sent Madam Wang, who was an important member of the royal family.
In fact, other than the Lou family, the Zhao family had invited more guests this time.
"Brother Song and Brother Han have arrived first."
Zhao Heng brought Madam Wang into the city and said as they walked.
Lou, Zhao, Song, Han, Liu, and Wang were the rulers of the six empires of Middle Land.
The Han family's Daning Empire was north of the Zhao family's Great Jing Empire, in the northeast of Middle Land.
It was worth mentioning that the Saint Yan Manor and the Azure Dragon Sect were both in the Han family's Daning Empire.
The Song family's Great Qian Empire was in the northwest of Middle Land.
The Lingguang Temple was on the ground.
"What about the Liu family and the Wang family?" Madam Wang asked.
"They have already sent envoys. They should be on the way now," Zhao Heng answered.
Slowly, Madam Wang nodded.
There was only one person who could make the six empires of Middle Land nervous and forget about the past.
Eastern Border, Chang 'an City.
Or rather, it was the Twelve Kings of Hell who made everyone unable to eat or sleep well.
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