Chapter 106: Bigan is unwilling to let Shiji take action
The party continues.

There was singing and dancing in the venue.

After all, this time it was for the purpose of practicing for Master Wen Beiqi.

The protagonist should be Master Wen.

Su Daji was taken away by the palace maid to take medicine.

Not long after.

A palace maid came to Emperor Xin and whispered something in his ear.

Emperor Xin remained calm and looked at Wen Zhong.

Wen Zhong was drinking leisurely, with his third eye between his eyebrows tightly closed.

Emperor Xin understood what he meant.

Although Su Daji's attack just now made him quite embarrassed, her entire clan died at the hands of Ancestor Caiyun, so her behavior was understandable.

At the same time, his actions accidentally helped him drive away the ancestor Caiyun.

Without this backer, wouldn't Bigan be at his mercy?

These thoughts flashed through Emperor Xin's mind, but he did not let down his guard. After all, Bigan had many contacts with the major sects in Dongsheng Shenzhou.

There is no guarantee that he still has some powerful tricks up his sleeve.

Before daybreak, Wen Zhong told Emperor Xin that everything should be done as usual and then led his army to the battle.

After the morning court.

Emperor Xin left behind only his junior teacher Bigan.

Bigan stood in the hall, feeling uneasy.

The feeling of impending disaster lingers.

He has a keen mind and can sense danger from nowhere.

Cold sweat oozed out of his hands, soaking the jade talisman that he had been holding in his hand. At this moment, the jade talisman became extremely slippery, as if he could not hold it.

It was also this jade talisman that helped him calm down.

He was prepared for Emperor Xin's difficulties and had prepared a response plan.

Emperor Xin suddenly attacked: "My dear uncle, your elixir has no effect on my beloved concubine. Instead, it makes her heart ache. What do you have to say?"

"Your Majesty, that fox demon is spreading lies to confuse the people just to slander me. Your Majesty can call Su Daji to the palace. She will be able to distinguish right from wrong."

Bigan tried his best to make Emperor Xin realize his mistakes. He did not want to go to extremes, otherwise it would only bring greater disasters.

Not long after.

Then Su Daji, with her face covered, came towards them.

He took two steps at a time and threw himself into Emperor Xin's arms.

Then he covered his chest and kept groaning.

It was totally different from the lifeless look he had yesterday.

"My lord, my chest hurts."

She looked at Bigan, with the mockery in her eyes clearly revealed.

The lady wants you to die, and you have absolutely no reason to live.

"Then I will help you rub it."

Emperor Xin teased.

Su Daji's injuries last night were not obvious at all, and he thought it was the result of the elixir that Bigan offered her.

But so what, it's better, but not completely better.

He turned to look at Bigan: "What do you have to say, Uncle Wang?"

Bigan's face turned red, and he suddenly felt a surge of humiliation in his heart.

He instantly understood that all of this was Emperor Xin's excuse.

With the departure of Patriarch Caiyun, he lost his greatest support.

Emperor Xin wanted him dead.

"You dare not kill me. I have a close relationship with many Qi-refining masters in Dongsheng Shenzhou. Killing me will definitely cause chaos in Chaoge. Your biggest mistake was not taking action when Grand Master Wen Zhong was in the city. Now Grand Master Wen has gone north, and most of the cultivators in the city were invited by me from Dongsheng Shenzhou. What can you use to kill me?"

As Bigan spoke, he injected his magic power into the jade talisman in his palm, and the jade talisman vibrated slowly. This was not a talisman that could transmit messages, it could only rely on vibration to transmit information.

He had a bad feeling when he went out today, so he discussed with his Qigong practitioners that as long as he sent the message, they would force Emperor Xin to give up the throne.

"Zishou, you are courting death."

"Then let me see what Uncle Wang is capable of."

On the throne, Emperor Xin watched Bigan's struggle with great interest.

It was also part of his plan for Su Daji to perform a dance and take the opportunity to force Patriarch Caiyun away.

He had reduced Bigan to such a state, and now was the time to enjoy the fruits of his victory.

After a while.

One after another figures rushed into the hall.

Each of them was wearing Taoist robes of different colors.

With Bigan protected in the center, all flying swords came out, pointing at Emperor Xin on the throne.

"Whoever comes, please tell me your name."

Emperor Xin asked with a gloomy expression.

"Qianyuan Mountain Qingwei Sect."

"Kongtong Mountain"

"Taihua Mountain"

"Qingfeng Mountain Ziyang Sect"

The Taoist priests around Bigan reported the origin of "Purple Bamboo Forest of the South China Sea" one by one.

Emperor Xin’s expression became increasingly heavy.

All these outer land sects gathered in Chaoge.

What he was plotting could never be the strong Taoist charm of Chaoge.

"Can my nephew be like Yao or Shun? The Taoists around Uncle Wang are all disciples of saints who have established a Taoist tradition. They are willing to assist me, which just proves that the destiny is in my hands."

Bigan was calm and confident of victory, and asked leisurely.

"Destiny?"

Emperor Xin narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Master Wen hasn't even left yet, and your uncle wants to rebel?"

"You have disobeyed our ancestors, disturbed human relations, disregarded ancestral rites and laws, abolished human sacrifice, and even wanted to give those lowly foreign races the status of slaves of the Shang people. Such behavior is intolerable to heaven."

Bigan pointed his finger at the throne and spoke in a deafening voice.

Then, he calmed down and said calmly: "If you, my nephew, give up the throne, chop off the head of that slutty fox beside you and hang it on the wall of Chaoge City, and then issue an edict of repentance to Patriarch Caiyun to apologize, then Uncle Wang will let you spend your old age in the ancestral temple with your ancestors. Otherwise~"

Half the story.

A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and the Taoists around him controlled their flying swords, making bursts of sword sounds.

"Otherwise, blood will be spilt in Chaoge. Even if Grand Master Wen knew about it, I think he wouldn't say much. After all, this world is still the world of our Shang Dynasty."

Emperor Xin was so angry that he laughed: "The reason why I took action against you after Master Wen left was because my decision to deal with you was a private matter of my family. It would be embarrassing if Master Wen saw it. I never thought that Uncle Wang was so well prepared. It seems that my previous suspicion was not because of my suspicious nature, but because Uncle Wang had evil intentions."

"If you hadn't secretly sent people to stop Emperor Yi from entrusting his son to you, the one sitting on the throne right now might not be you, Zishou! That's not the place for you to sit on."

Bigan said angrily.

Emperor Xin nodded and said, "I am right here. If you have the courage, you can come up and take it yourself."

Bigan was stunned when he heard this. Why was Emperor Xin still so confident at this time?

When Wen Zhong left, he must have taken all the Jiejiao immortals with him.

So what did Emperor Xin rely on?
Could it be heaven?
wrong!

The Heavenly Court withdrew all the troops stationed in Chaoge not long ago, and should not go back on its word.

Even if the Heavenly Court wanted to take action against Chaoge now, it should have chosen Bigan. After all, he had dealings with most of the sects in Dongsheng Shenzhou.

Bigan thought hard but still couldn't get the answer.

He decided not to think about it anymore. Perhaps this was Emperor Xin's strategy to make him hesitate.

"Go ahead and kill the fox demon in his arms. Don't worry about accidentally injuring anyone. I will deal with Emperor Xin. If anything goes wrong, I will take the consequences alone."

Bigan suddenly launched an attack, and at the same time he also helped the Taoists around him to dispel their doubts about taking action against Emperor Xin.

Upon hearing this, all the Taoists drew their flying swords and streams of light shot towards the throne.

The light in Bigan's eyes grew brighter and brighter.

As long as he succeeds, the throne of the Shang Dynasty will be within his grasp.

As for Emperor Xin's sons, they could be easily eliminated; they posed no threat to him.

After all, according to the ancestral system, he is the legitimate heir to the throne.

Suddenly.

A strong sense of pressure emerged in the field.

The flying swords that were shot at him were suddenly smashed into pieces by the powerful magic power.

The flying sword was damaged and all the Taoists vomited blood.

Bigan was stunned for a moment.

A woman appeared beside Emperor Xin at some point.

She was wearing a purple-brown robe, which was tight at the waist, outlining her graceful figure.

The overwhelming pressure from his body was like the bright sun, forcing many Taoists under the throne to kneel on the ground, constantly shouting, "Heavenly Immortal!"

Fairy!

It turned out to be a fairy!
Could it be that Wen Zhong left a backup plan for Emperor Xin?

Bi Gan was instantly thrown into confusion.

There are also immortals in his mansion, but they are arrogant by nature and look down on others. When Ancestor Caiyun is around, they can still listen to him.

After being forced away, Patriarch Caiyun didn't even look at him.

He can only command the mortals around him who have not yet become immortals.

The woman slowly spoke: "What are you, the grandchildren of the Chan Sect, doing in Chaoge? Isn't Dongsheng Shenzhou enough for you to mess around with?"

When the Taoist priests below heard this, they felt as if they had been pardoned. It was obvious that the other party had some old ties with their sect.

It is not surprising that he calls him grandson.

If the Twelve Golden Immortals are the sons of the Orthodox Sect, then the disciples of the Twelve Golden Immortals' Taoist lineage are the grandsons of the Orthodox Sect.

"Great Immortal, please spare us. We just want to find a blessed place to stay and practice Taoism. It is an accident that we are involved in this dispute."

"You're lying!"

There was a gleam in the woman's eyes.

The Taoist who had just spoken suddenly turned into a stone statue.

She wanted to say something, but she felt quite annoyed. She had no intention of getting involved in these petty fights of mortals.

But the entrustment of Junior Brother Wen Zhong is still in my ears, so I have to do it no matter what.

"Since you know the Chan Sect and know that they are disciples of the Twelve Golden Immortals, why do you still want to hurt people's lives? Aren't you afraid of being punished by their ancestors?"

Bigan suddenly shouted.

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