Chapter 139 Treasure

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At night, the rare calm down in the territory of the Shang Dynasty, and everything seemed to be recuperating. The Grand Shang Palace covers an area of tens of thousands of mu, and the construction is magnificent, especially the thirty-two palaces. The top of each palace is inlaid with a huge night pearl with a diameter of one meter, which emits dazzling light when night falls.

Thirty-two palaces are controlled by the patriarchs of a direct line of the Dashang royal family and thirty-one collateral bloodlines. It is said that the cultivation of being a patriarch is the perfect cultivation of the Sword Emperor. Moreover, there is an unreveinable rule of the Dashang royal family. If there is a new clan with the perfect cultivation of the Sword Emperor in one lineage, then the current patriarch must abdicating and be qualified as the elder, and the position of patriarch will be passed on to the new clan.

Since the establishment of the Great Shang Dynasty, this rule has been strictly enforced. At this time, in the Dashang Palace, the owners of the thirty-two palaces, the patriarchs of all ethnic groups, had gathered together. Everyone looked grim and seemed to encounter difficulties that could not be solved.

The current emperor of the Great Shang Dynasty is Long Aotian, a middle-aged man in his forties. He was promoted to the successful cultivation of the Sword Emperor as early as five years ago, and the emperor automatically abdicated and made Xian become the emperor. The very young emperor sat on the dragon chair, holding his hands on the dragon head on the handle of the chair, and the blood on the back of his hand protruded from time to time.

The thirty-one palace owners standing below were silent, and the palace was dull.

"Why, don't you have a good countermeasure?" Long Aotian asked gloomyly. He kept cursing these people in his heart and became mute at the critical moment.

"Since you have nothing to do, I will talk about what I think." Long Aotian sighed secretly, "The continuous fighting of the immortals who came to the abyss of my sword tomb these days has set off an undercurrent in the territory of our imperial dynasty. I don't need to say that their goal is very clear to you. Their strength is so powerful that we can't beat them at all, so three days later, I'm going to go on the stage to worship my ancestors and summon the patron saint of my Long family.

As soon as this word came out, the palace seemed to explode, and all the palace owners whispered.

"You don't have any meaning to my proposal. In this case, let's follow what I said." Long Aotian sneered on his face.

"Your Majesty, I have some different ideas." An old man in his sixties took a step forward and said respectfully, "Our Long family has controlled the Great Shang Dynasty for more than a thousand years. These thousand years have been standing because of the patron saint. I clearly remember that there were a total of ten fundamental wars in a thousand years, all of which were calmed down with the help of the patron saint. The ancestors once left a last word that the patron saint did not take action once and had to rest for a hundred years. He could not use his power within a hundred years. The old minister also calculated the time, and there were still eight years before the patron saint recovered his power. So..."

"So even if the patron saint is summoned, it can't play any role. Is that what it means?"

"What the old minister said is a matter. Please ask the emperor to understand." The old man immediately lowered his head and slowly retreated to the team.

"Who else has different opinions?" There was a trace of murder in Long Aotian's eyes, but he still resisted his emotions.

The rest of the people looked at each other, and another person came out and said, "Your Majesty, I also think what the owner of the second palace said is reasonable. In addition to recuperation, the patron saint also has the responsibility to protect Long's treasure. Those treasures are the foundation of our Long royal family. As long as there are those treasures, even if our Shang Dynasty is destroyed, there will be a chance to rise again. If that batch of treasures is lost, and the patron saint can't exert the corresponding powerful power, then once both are lost, our Dragon Royal Family may be in danger of destruction.

"That's what the old minister thinks." The third person came out and echoed, "What's more, in the past hundred years, three elders in the realm of sword immortals have also appeared in our dragon royal family. Even if they can't resist the attacks of those immortals, it is still okay to protect my dragon's blood and a hidden and safe place. As long as the treasure is still there and Long's bloodline is still there, our Shang Dynasty will not disappear. So please think twice."

Long Aotian suddenly stood up and waved his hands, "I'm tired. Let's go back." After saying that, he left the palace directly.

In the emperor's bedroom, Long Aotian broke more than a dozen exquisite cups in a row, and the beautiful maid who served him also retreated in shock. For a long time, Long Aotian, who had finished venting, sat in a chair, turned his head and said to a dark place, "Let the master laugh."

"Ha ha, look at your performance, those palace owners haven't finished it." A man came out of the dark, wearing a black robe, hiding in it and couldn't see his true face. He sat in another chair and said very leisurely, "I have expected this result for a long time. Since three sword immortals appeared in the bloodline of the Long family, the throne of the direct bloodline has begun to shake and has been staring at the throne. It's ridiculous that they didn't realize that the emperor sitting on the throne now was a fake.

"Master, we must get the dragon treasure. The immortals of the main sect said that as long as I get those treasures, I can have the capital to dominate the abyss of the sword mound, and can create countless sword immortals, even more powerful sword gods than sword immortals, with infinite life. However, for their own interests, those palace owners actually did not agree to sacrifice their ancestors three days later. In this way, we can't get the key to open the treasure. Master, what do you think we should do next?

"Long's treasure is from the fairy road ruins of the bottomless cave. According to Shangxian's guess, there may be key things to master the fairy road ruins in the treasure, so we have to find a way to get that batch of treasures. However, in addition to the immortals in my burning sect, I was lucky enough to break through to the realm of sword immortals, and my overall strength could not directly collide with the dragon royal family. I once made a vow in front of the immortals that I would get the treasure. The words of the man in black robe revealed a determination to become benevolent if he did not succeed. This man was actually the elder of the Burning Sect, the only sword fairy.

"Yes, Master, I got the information this morning. Now that the Burning Sect has swallowed up the surrounding territory of 100,000 miles, the power of the immortal's action is really extraordinary."

"Oh, it seems that they started faster than I expected. Very good."

"But... But there is another bad news. I don't know the master..."

"Say it, don't hesitate."

"Yes, Master Hui, another bad news is that my Burning Sect ruled the territory with a radius of 100,000 miles, but there is also an unfathomable sect next door. Their territory also has 100,000 miles, which is no smaller than the territory of Burning Sect."

"Oh, is there anything else? Go on, what other important information is there?"

"The spy replied that this sect was called Wuzong, and there was the support of the immortals of the beast spirit gate behind it. Wherever they went, they only killed some stubborn people who insisted on not being sincere, and the rest of them subdued them. It is completely the opposite of my method of burning sect. Although the territory ruled by my two sects is the same, the power inherited after this war seems to be stronger than Wuzong.

"Beast Spirit Gate? Apprentice, are you sure the information is about the Beast Spirit Gate? The burning look is very solemn.

"Yes, that's what it says in the intelligence. I don't think there will be any mistakes."

'Wow...' He exhaled a long breath and leaned on the back of the chair weakly. "It seems that what the slave brother said is true. The back hand of the Beast Spirit Gate is really strong. No, I will go back and discuss this matter with the immortals in person. Now Fenzong and Wuzong have become close neighbors. If they expand, the first target of the first attack is likely to be my Fenzong. This matter can't wait, apprentice, go back to the sect first, and you should be careful here. Since those palace owners don't agree to open the treasure, let's wait for those competing immortals to come to the door.

"Yes, the disciple knows what to do."

After burning away, another person came out of the dark corner. The man was very young, but his eyes were always gray and lifeless.

"Second brother, haven't those old guys opened their mouths yet?" Long Aotian asked with a bad face.

The young man nodded, and a trace of red light flashed in his gray eyes, "The enchanting art I learned from Shangxian did not work at all. Those old people's willpower is very strong. I'm afraid that going too much will cause them to commit suicide. At that time, I can't explain it in front of the master.

"Well, we just heard some gossip from the master that there will be infinite benefits if we get the Long's treasure, but he never reveals what treasures are in the treasure. Brother, I'm still worried..."

"Is the eldest brother worried that the master can't tolerate my two brothers after the matter is completed?"

Long Aotian nodded, shook his head again, and then sighed helplessly, "Although the master did not mention anything, I also learned some useful information from the Dragon clan. Second brother, keep it in mind that when you use the soul-encraft on those old guys next time, you can hint at them. Maybe you can pry open their mouths and get the information we want to know.

"The ancestors of the Long family strayed into the bottomless cave a thousand years ago. Originally, their families thought that he would die, but they miraculously survived five years later. They also practiced sword immortals. Their ancestors were the first sword fairy in the abyss of the sword mound. And the legend of the sword fairy has also been passed down since then. Unfortunately, although their ancestors had great power and took three years to open up a large Shang Dynasty, they died for no reason one day three years later, leaving the secret of the treasure in his last words.

Long Aotian pressed his temple and continued tiredly, "There is a mysterious guardian in the treasure, which is said to be several times more powerful than their ancestral sword fairy."

"What, such a powerful guardian? Isn't that much more powerful than my immortals?" The gray-eyed man was a little surprised.

"If the last words are true, then the guardian of the treasure must be more powerful than my immortals. Second brother, think about it, even the guardian is so powerful. What a secret is hidden in the treasure.