Chapter 440 The Compassion of Jin Xingchen

"Master of Protectorate?"

Jin Xingchen's sudden sentence, not only Jin Changfeng, the emperor of the Jinfeng Dynasty, was stunned, but also Ding Yang beside him felt very abrupt, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Although I don't know what the position this national protection master is, I feel that the name alone must be extremely respected.

In front of him, Jin Changfeng, the emperor of the Jinfeng Dynasty, has also reached the level of a middle-level god master. In addition, the status of the Ninth Five-Year Plan is still changing. It seems that the importance of this national guardian is still above his imagination.

"Ancestor! This master of national protection is not small, and his status is still above the emperor. For five hundred years, the only master of national protection in the whole Jinfeng Dynasty has been the ancestor. This..."

Although Jin Changfeng was shocked, he still did not dare to directly disobey Jin Xingchen's will. He just looked at Ding Yang with a doubtful look. It's just that Ding Yang has restrained his breath, and even the Yuanying monk can't feel it.

Hearing Jin Changfeng's words, Ding Yang was also secretly surprised. He didn't expect that the master of protecting the country would have such a big story, but he didn't know the purpose of Jin Xingchen to do this.

"Jin Xingchen! What do you mean?

Ding Yang frowned and asked, and there was already a trace of displeasure in his tone.

In addition to identity, the cultivation world pays more importance to the strength of cultivation. Among the monks in the same realm, they all call their names. Although Ding Yang has not really reached the realm of Yuanying, his combat effectiveness has exceeded that of ordinary Yuanying's early monks, so he is naturally qualified to call Jin Xingchen's name.

What's more, now in Ding Yang's heart, there is still a trace of vigilance against Jin Xingchen. Anyway, he has just killed Jin Wuji and killed a future Yuanying saint of the Jinfeng Dynasty. There is only contradiction and no goodwill between him and the royal family.

Jin Changfeng took a deep breath and couldn't believe his ears. What did he hear? The young man in front of him, who seemed to be just an ordinary person, dared to call Jin Xingchen's name directly, and there was no politeness in his tone, but with a faint reproach.

Is he crazy?

Even as the king of a country, Jin Changfeng couldn't help sweating coldly on his back, but what shocked him even more was still behind. He saw the invincible existence in his heart. Jin Xingchen's face showed a trace of flattery. Although it was very secretive, it was still unconcealable.

"Mr. Ding Yang! Don't blame me for making my own decisions. I want to ask him to be the master of the national guard of the Jinfeng Dynasty, and he is the first national guardian, and his status is still above me.

"The First Protector? Is the status still above the ancestors? Dreaming! I must have worked too hard these two days and had hallucinations.

Jin Xingchen's words made Jin Changfeng dizzy again. Only hallucinations can explain the strange event in front of him. If it hadn't been for the breath of Jin Xingchen, which was deeply imprinted in his heart, he would have begun to suspect that the Jin Xingchen in front of him had been faked.

Ding Yang is not interested in Jin Xingchen's statement in his heart. What is the first master of protecting the country? How can he have time to be a master of protecting the country here? He has solved the affairs of the Zhang family. What he should do now is to quickly return to Qingyunzong in Weiyangzhou.

Not to mention the master of national protection, even if Jin Changfeng gave up the emperor's seat to Ding Yang, Ding Yang was not interested at all.

"Mr. Ding Yang, excuse me slowly!"

Seeing Ding Yang's eyes staring, Jin Xingchen quickly said:

"This national guardian is just a title, and he doesn't have any responsibilities. He is free and free from any restrictions. And I will give a great offering to the master of the protector every year. Although it may not be in the eyes of Mr. Ding Yang, please think about it.

Jin Changfeng's eyes were about to stare out. He couldn't imagine what the reason was that made Jin Xingchen, a strong Yuanying saint, so polite to Ding Yang, and even with a kind of respect.

Master Protecting the country, in the thousands of years of history of the Jinfeng Dynasty, there are only a few people. In the Jinfeng Dynasty, they are all immortal figures, but now, it is like a cabbage potato, pushed back and there by Jin Xingchen and Ding Yang.

"Jin Xingchen! I repeat, there is nothing to consider. For the Jinfeng Dynasty, I was just a passer-by. If it hadn't been for the Zhang family and the Murong family, I would have left the Jinfeng Dynasty and returned to the place I should have gone.

Everything here has nothing to do with me. How can I stay and be a guardian?

Ding Yang said decisively, and in his tone, there was a sudden awe-inspiring murderous opportunity. Jin Changfeng was the first to take the brunt, and he felt cold all over his body and was shocked. Only then did I know that Ding Yang, who looks like an ordinary person in front of him, is definitely a horrible existence.

"And! Are you old and your memory has weakened?

Ding Yang stared into Jin Xingchen's eyes and said word by word:

"Just now, when I was in Zhang's house, I not only killed Murong old ghost and other people, but also killed the so-called side-by-side Wang Jin Wuji of your royal family. I heard that he is very promising to become a strong man. In the future, he will definitely become the guardian of the royal family of the Jinfeng Dynasty like you, but now he is killed by me, which makes you lose a saint you can rely on. You should hate me to the bone, but now it's like this. What's the conspiracy?

There was a wry smile on Jin Xingchen's face. Just as he was about to speak, Jin Changfeng suddenly shouted,

"What? What did you say? You... who did you kill? Side by side? Impossible!"

Jin Changfeng looked at Ding Yang's eyes and suddenly looked at a madman. What is Jin Wuji's cultivation? Others don't know, but he, the emperor, knows it clearly.

At the peak of the Judan period, Jindan has begun to appear the image of Ningying. He began to touch the edge of Yuanying Holy Master Avenue, and cultivated Jin Wuji to this level. Even if he is a strong saint, he dare not say that he can easily kill him.

In Jin Changfeng's heart, he had attributed Ding Yang to a swindler. Naturally, he had to call the golden warrior outside the hall and take down Ding Yang. However, Jin Xingchen's next words made Jin Changfeng's heart suddenly sink to the bottom.

"Mr. Ding Yang's words are serious. Although Jin Wuji is the most likely of my royal children to reach the realm of Yuanying, it is only possible. And judging from his performance today, he is still a little arrogant and domineering. I'm afraid that his hope is also very slim if he wants to break through the bottleneck of Jindan and finally go to Yuanying Avenue.

Jin Xingchen's tone suddenly became gloomy, and the expression on his face also seemed to be much more vicissitudes, in sharp contrast to his childish appearance. Although what he said was easy, Jin Wuji's death still made him feel very sad.

With a bang, Jin Changfeng, regardless of his identity, sat down on the white jade ground of the Taihe Hall, with a buzz in his head, as if there was a group of crazy Ma Feng flying wildly in it.

It's a mess! It's all messed up! Jin Changfeng felt that his brain had become a paste, and he really couldn't figure out what was going on in front of him.

Jin Wuji, the side-by-side king of the royal family and the guardian of the saint, was really killed by the blue-robed boy in front of him. This news was enough to turn the whole Jinfeng Dynasty upside down.

But compared with the matter in front of him, it is nothing. Jin Xingchen, the guardian of the royal family, not only did not avenge Jin Wuji, but tried his best to honor Ding Yang as the master of protecting the country. If he is seen, he can only think that Jin Xingchen is crazy.

Is Jin Xingchen really unconscious?

Jin Changfeng was shocked by his sudden idea. If this is the case, then the Jinfeng Dynasty may face a huge crisis. Without Jin Xingchen, the guardian of the holy master, whether it is the four internal families or the neighboring countries, they will take the opportunity to make trouble, and the consequences will be very serious.

"Long wind! Don't worry! I'm very conscious, and every decision I make now is extremely calm.

Jin Xingchen seemed to see Jin Changfeng's thoughts, and said faintly to Jin Changfeng.

"The long wind dare not!"

Jin Changfeng blushed and said quickly, but he was slightly relieved, as long as there was no problem with Jin Xingchen.

"I am 1,356 years old this year. The longevity of the Yuanying saint is 2,000 years old. If I can't break through the shackles of the Yuanying period and reach a higher level, I can only die. In the past ten thousand years, there have also been more than a dozen Yuanying saints in the Jinfeng Dynasty, but there has never been one who can cultivate above Yuanying.

Jin Xingchen stared at Ding Yang and said in a low voice about the ten-thousand-year secret of the Jinfeng Dynasty:

"I know myself that it is almost impossible to break through the Yuanying period. When my deadline comes, if there is no new holy master in the royal family, then the surrounding enemy countries will use knives and soldiers, and the whole Jinfeng Dynasty will fall into war. It is still the people of the Jinfeng Dynasty who suffer."

"Jin Wuji was killed by Ding Yang. That's his fault. No wonder others, but after all, he is the most promising person to become a holy master, but he was killed by you. I invite you to be the master of the Jinfeng Dynasty. It's not a conspiracy, but for the tens of millions of people of the Jinfeng Dynasty.

Jin Xingchen suddenly bowed to Ding Yang, and a pleading look appeared on his face:

"After you become a national guardian, you don't have to take any responsibility and won't be bound by anything. We just need a name to tell the four parties. In this way, the surrounding countries will know that I, the Jinfeng Dynasty, have another saint. In this way, even after my death, there will be no new saint in the Jinfeng Dynasty, and it will not immediately fall into the war, which can give the people some breathing opportunities.

"Ding Yang! Just agree!"

Ding Yang did not expect that there was such a compassionate side in Jin Xingchen's heart, and his current feeling for Jin Xingchen suddenly felt much better. He is not a person with a great sense of justice, but he still has a good impression on those who can care about the people.

"Okay! I promised!"