The new emperor ascends to the throne.
Universal Celebration.
Thirty-five countries in the Central Plains sent emissaries to congratulate them.
Lin Yuan responded to each of them without showing any rustiness.
Although he just ascended to the throne, for the past ten years or so,
Lin Yuan has always been the Supervisory Crown Prince.
A country's military administration is in his hands.
Compared with the real emperor, the difference is just a name.
Half a month later.
Inside the Chengtian Palace.
Lin Yuan is wearing a dragon robe, his face in deep thought.
After officially succeeding to the throne, the true secrets of the Dayan Dynasty unfolded before him.
Mainly, it is about the 'Divine Soldier' aspect.
That Divine Soldier of the Great Yan Dynasty.
The real name is 'Sun and Moon Gun'.
In the Great Yan calendar of more than 3,600 years, the divine weapon 'Sun and Moon Lance' has been revived a total of three times.
Each time, it was because of the 'Evil Soldier' haunting the city, causing the people to be insecure,
and in turn, the Soldier Envoy stepped in, urging the Divine Soldier to suppress everything.
"Evil soldiers?"
Lin Yuan stroked his chin.
To be able to force a Divine Soldier to make a move
the so-called 'Evil Soldier', its strength must be far beyond that of a Martial Saint.
"The Reverse God Society..."
Lin Yuan pondered in his mind.
According to the information that the Great Yan Dynasty has, the relationship between the Reverse God Association and the Evil Soldiers has always been iffy.
Every time the Evil Soldiers rebel, there is the shadow of the Counter God Society behind them.
So
the Great Yan Dynasty is, to be precise, the Thirty-Six Kingdoms of the Central Plains.
Anyone who sees someone from the Against the Gods Society will always be killed without amnesty, not even captured alive.
This is also the will of every Zhen Guo Shen Bing, no one dares to go against it.
"It seems that this Counter God Society, has a big secret."
Lin Yuan looked thoughtful.
Today, his subordinates are on the verge of locking down the location of that Reverse God Society's rudder in the Great Yan Dynasty.
What secrets the Against the Gods Society actually has will soon be revealed in front of Lin Yuan.
At the court hall.
Lin Yuan sits in the dragon chair.
The Minister of Ceremonies stepped out of the column and respectfully said, "Since Your Majesty has succeeded to the great throne, you should go to the 'Ancestral Land of the Divine Soldiers' as soon as possible in order to sacrifice the Divine Soldiers"
The 36 countries in the Central Plains have quite a few of the same 'traditions'.
One of them is the sacrifice of divine soldiers.
Every newly enthroned emperor needs to go to his family's Divine Soldier Ancestral Ground as soon as possible to sacrifice the Divine Soldier.
This tradition is normal.
After all, the Zhen Guo Shen Bing for each country,
is a heavenly existence.
Sacrificing the Divine Soldier is basically no different from sacrificing to the heavens.
"Sacrificing divine soldiers?"
Lin Yuan looked at the Minister of Rites.
The Divine Soldier Ancestral Ground is not in the national capital, but outside of it, hundreds of miles away.
All along, Lin Yuan was quite wary of the Divine Soldier Ancestral Ground,
even though he was certain that most of the time, that Divine Soldier, the Sun and Moon Lance, was in a state of slumber.
Nor was he too willing to approach the Divine Soldier Ancestral Land.
Not long ago, Lin Yuan made a breakthrough to the Celestial Realm, and for the sake of being foolproof, he specifically left the national capital and sought a place far away from the Divine Soldier Ancestral Ground to make a breakthrough.
"I have not been feeling well lately, so I will go to the festival another day."
Lin Yuan casually found a reason, perfunctory.
Sacrificing divine weapons is an ancestral system, even the emperor can not change it.
But just because it can't be changed doesn't mean it can't be delayed.
It's not like Lin Yuan isn't going to go, it's just that he's physically ill and intends to go again some time later.
Who can say anything?
"Yes"
The Minister of Rites retreated helplessly.
Unwell?
Hell?
Everyone else is fine with this excuse.
The present emperor uses this .
The Minister of Rites is also an old minister, having been through two dynasties.
Naturally, he knows that when Lin Yuan was born, a doctor concluded that his bones and physique were the best in all generations of the Dayan Dynasty.
Even if there is an element of 'exaggeration' in it, there is certainly some basis for it.
The Taishang Emperor has always disliked flattering courtiers, so the conclusion of the eunuchs at that time must have been based on partial facts.
Under such conditions, Lin Yuan said he was unwell, and the Minister of Ceremonies certainly did not believe him.
But don't believe it.
There is nothing to be done.
Continue to advise?
If it was a normal new emperor ascending the throne.
He, the Minister of Rites, still dared to do so.
After all, the new emperor on the throne, the beginning of that period of time certainly have to listen to the views of the ministers, used to stabilize the situation.
But Lin Yuan
has been around for so many years.
The Minister of Rites to the emperor who was the crown prince for more than twenty years and finally successfully ascended the throne.
Not to say that he understands, at least some cognizance.
If he really forced to advise, play dead advice that set.
The emperor can really fulfill him.
Not only that, but the emperor would be considerate enough to take his own family as well as his nine clans.
Sent down with him.
"Forget it."
"Put it off for a while."
The Minister of Ceremonies has also thought about it.
Himself routinely, every once in a while to mention it on the line.
He didn't believe that the emperor could drag it out for twenty or fifty years.
Wuyan City.
It is a city in the south of the Great Yan Dynasty.
Backed by the Hundred Thousand Mountains, it is quite prosperous.
In a dense forest more than ten miles from Wuyan City.
Unconsciously there are more than twenty figures.
These twenty-odd figures, although they were standing there, but vaguely their Qi and blood were churning, and they were all clearly existences at the level of 'practicing blood' Martial Saints.
'Practicing Blood' Martial Saint, this is the limit of what an ordinary person can achieve.
Further up, there are the major 'Soldier Ambassadors'.
And the 'Soldier Envoys', who are considered the messengers of the Divine Soldiers, have long been inhuman.
Twenty-odd Practicing Blood Martial Saints, already comparable to the number of Martial Saints in the thirty-six states of the Central Plains, the dynasties with a slightly weaker national power.
Besides the more than twenty Martial Saints, there are also a large number of strong people surrounding them further away.
"That dense forest, should be the 'Reverse God Society' rudder, the master has said that all the remaining members of the Reverse God Society, will only be captured and not killed, do you understand?"
The lips of the Martial Saint at the head of the group did not move, and the words followed the fluctuations in qi and blood and traveled along the air to the ears of every Martial Saint.
"Understood."
"Got it."
"Captured alive is."
The many Martial Saints nodded their heads without objection.
The battle ended smoothly.
With more than twenty 'Blood Refining' Martial Saints,
hundreds and thousands of 'Viscera Refining' Innate Martial Masters,'Marrow Refining' Grand Masters surrounded and killed.
This Reverse God Society's general rudder was quickly flattened.
The helmsman, Sikong Lun, had not yet had time to escape down the secret passage.
It was blocked by three Blood Refining Martial Saints.
Then his eyes went black and he knew nothing else.
Wait until Helmsman Sikong Lun regains consciousness again.
Here he found himself in a bright carriage.
The sinews and veins in his body were all blocked, and he was unable to mobilize even a trace of qi and blood.
In short.
He, Sikong Lun, was a wreck at this point.
The kind of invalid who can kill even an ordinary person with a knife.
"Who the hell is it?"
Sikong Lun's heart set off shocking waves.
As the helmsman of the Revolting God Society, a street rat in the eyes of the 36 Central Plains.
Sikong Lun has a very good idea in his heart, knowing that he is definitely not a match for the Thirty-six Nations that have the Divine Soldiers of the Zhen Guo.
It is because of this that Sikong Lun paid a lot of attention to concealment when he set up the general helm of the Counter God Society.
And underneath the General Rudder, heavy tunnels were dug, even if traces were really detected.
Also can quickly follow the secret passage to get away and save strength.
Just now?
Sikong Lun couldn't help but feel a little chilled.
Twenty-odd Practicing Blood Martial Saints recklessly exuded qi and blood pressure.
Thousands of 'Viscera Refining' Innate Martial Masters and 'Marrow Refining' Grand Masters quickly struck out.
Under this kind of suppression, even he, the Chief Rudder Master, did not escape, let alone the rest of the congregation.
"Which force moved?"
"The Great Yan Dynasty, or the other thirty-five countries."
"No..."
Siklon's brow furrowed.
If he falls into the hands of the 36 Central Plains.
How could he be alive now?
The Thirty-Six Kingdoms of the Central Plains treated the remnants of the Revolting God Society like them.
It has always been to kill them directly, leaving no trace of trouble.
As for torturing and asking about the traces of other remaining members of the Counter God Society Counter God Society structure is strictly prohibited, and there are even more other means in the body of a helmsman like him.
As long as one dares to divulge important secrets, one will instantly die a violent death.
And the ordinary congregation, who wouldn't know much, would have no point in torturing.
Shikon Lun thought hard and couldn't think of a force that had done this to him.
"Here .Should still be Wuyan City ."
Sikong Lun barely lifted the cloth curtain and swept his eyes outside.
"It's just."
"Whether it's life or death, I can't decide."
Sikong Lun had no thoughts of escape.
Who are you kidding.
A mysterious force capable of mobilizing over twenty Martial Saints.
Able to let him escape from the carriage?
Most of an hour later.
The carriage finally stopped.
Sikong Lun was immediately shaken in spirit.
Spinning around, the door of the car was opened, and a man invited him down.
Siklon glanced at the man.
Somewhat familiar, and quickly recognized it.
This man was precisely one of the twenty or so Blood Refining Martial Saints inside the previous strike.
With the status of the Blood Refining Martial Saints in the 36 countries of the Central Plains, but now they are used to serve him as a coachman?
Sikong Lun took a deep breath.
There is a deeper understanding of the means of the person behind the curtain.
Steps down from the carriage.
Sikong Lun then followed that Martial Saint carriage driver and entered the mansion before him.
Saying it is a mansion, it is actually more like a palace.
The inside is winding and strewn with palaces.
Sikong Lun was in one of the deepest palaces.
Meet the person behind the strike against his Reverse God Society.
It was a young man who exuded an aura of nobility.
Just sitting there makes Sikonglun a little ashamed.
"You go down first."
Lin Yuan raised his head, waved his hand, and told that Chevron Martial Saint to step back.
"Yes, master."
Chevron Martial Sage was respectful and left from the great hall.
Master Sikonglun gulps.
The hallowed Blood Practicing Martial Saint actually recognized this young man as his master?
If he didn't see it with his own eyes, how could Sikong Lun not believe it?
Silent for a while, Sikonglun settled his mind and took the initiative to speak, "I wonder, Your Excellency, what is the request for capturing me here?"
At this moment, Sikong Lun's heart is also clear that he should have some use for that young man.
Otherwise it would not have been possible to walk to the other side.
"I want to know..."
"You, the Reverse God Society, what exactly do you take against the Thirty-Six Kingdoms' Zhen Guo Shen Bing?"
"And what are the Evil Soldiers?"
Lin Yuan opened his mouth and asked.
The words came out.
Sikong Lun's expression showed consternation.
He thought that the other party wanted to know, information about the other rudiments of the Reverse God Society.
Sikong Lun had already made preparations, but whenever Lin Yuan asked about this aspect, he immediately triggered that means in his body and killed himself.
Just did not expect this?
"The Divine Warrior is high above the world, is it not something that mere mortals like me can deal with?"
Sikong Lun paused for a moment, seemingly organizing his language,
"Since the ancient times, only divine soldiers can fight against divine soldiers."
"This is an iron law."
(End of chapter)