Red Mansion: Incense and God Road, starting from the City God of Shenjing

Chapter 43: Dust Settlement Insight Reveals Heart Nature

As soon as the Right Protector Bai Lian died, the suppressed Blood Demon immediately froze in place.

Jia Cong stretched out his hand.

The divine light of the Shinto seal flashed and directly captured the blood demon.

Suppressed in the space within.

The whole process, from killing the Right Protector of Bailian to suppressing the Blood Demon.

It only takes a few breaths.

The situation turned around so quickly that no one present could react.

"Quick, escort!"

"Where is His Majesty!"

It was not until this time that four figures flew over from the direction of Shenjing City.

One is a Taoist monk who cultivates the spirit, and three are innate masters of martial arts!

The most elite Shenwu Guards under the command of Emperor Kaiyuan, the retired emperor, also arrived at this time.

The shouting and screaming outside the camp suddenly decreased by more than half.

"The sky and the earth are all dark, the sun and the moon have no light!"

"The Holy White Lotus Fire shines everywhere!"

The only two remaining White Lotus Sect Mingwangs in the camp looked at each other and chose not to break out and leave.

Instead, they launched a desperate attack.

Finally, under the siege of several people, a martial arts master was severely injured.

Only then was he beheaded.

……

"Uncle Ziyi, just now..."

When the dust settled, Zhang Chongyang, the old Taoist from Longhu Mountain, came to Jia Cong as soon as possible.

His eyes were full of inquiry and doubt.

No wonder the old Taoist priest is so confused.

Jia Cong's clergymanship at that time was only of the seventh rank.

In the final analysis, his strength is only at the third level.

Even though Shinto's power is extremely restraining against sneaky people, it is impossible to fight against those of higher levels.

Zhang Chongyang had been prepared to use a desperate tactic to try and see if he could inflict heavy damage on the Blood Demon.

That’s right, even if it means destroying both sides, Zhang Chongyang only wants to rebuild the Blood Demon.

Instead of beheading.

And such a ferocious blood demon was actually suppressed by Jia Cong.

One can imagine how shocking it was.

……

"Holy Fire White Lotus, Heart Blood!"

"Do you think the blood demon is really intelligent?"

Jia Cong's simple suggestions shocked Zhang Chongyang.

"Yes!"

"That's right, the White Lotus Sect's blood demon was created through blood sacrifice..."

"Heart blood, it turns out that the heart blood is not used to sacrifice to the blood demon, but to establish a connection with it and control it..."

"The person who controlled it was killed. The blood demon has no intelligence and will naturally lose the ability to move."

After muttering a few words, when Zhang Chongyang looked at Jia Cong again, his expression was completely different.

There was a hint of admiration in his eyes.

It seems that Jia Cong is explaining that he suppressed the blood demon by using tricky means.

But is this really the case?

Stay calm in times of danger and remain composed in times of change!
Even in the most critical moments, one can calmly observe the enemy's weaknesses.

What kind of character is this?
It is true that the nine-year-old's talent for spiritual cultivation is terrifying.

But in Zhang Chongyang's opinion, what is even more terrifying is Jia Cong's character!
For those who practice Taoism, the most important thing is their mind and character.

Even if you only have the character, you can accomplish great things.

Not to mention the talent.

……

"Uncle Zi Yi has a sharp gaze. I admire him!"

"If Uncle Zi Yi was here eighty years ago, my senior brother wouldn't have to suffer such severe injuries and pass away."

Zhang Chongyang sighed softly.

The existence of the White Lotus Blood Demon is no secret among the upper echelons of Daqian.

It has appeared several times in history, and each time it appeared there were heavy casualties.

But no one has ever thought about it.

This thing turned out to be a puppet controlled by someone.

Just kill the person controlling the situation behind the scenes to solve the problem of the blood demon.

"In the final analysis, it was still a trick. When the White Lotus Right Protector was controlling the Blood Demon just now, his eyes were bloodshot."

"His words are insane. I think he was affected by the blood demon's viciousness and his mind was clouded." "Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to behead him so easily with one sword."

Jia Cong shook his head.

……

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

Just when Jia Cong was talking to the old Taoist priest Zhang Chongyang.

Teams of Shenwu Guards with blood-stained armor marched into the camp, and all the White Lotus Sect members were wiped out.

This is the most loyal and elite troop of Daqian.

There are only 8,000 people, and the lowest-level soldier has reached the fifth level of body forging!

Only when you reach the ninth level of body forging can you become a small flag.

The general flag, centurions and thousand-men are all acquired warriors.

There is one commander and two deputy commanders, all of whom are innate in martial arts!
The ministers and noble generals in the camp also hurried over to meet the emperor.

"Be flat!"

Emperor Shunde glanced at the soldiers kneeling in front of him and said to the direct lineage of the retired emperor.

Didn't show much intimacy.

With such a big change happening during the autumn hunt, it was naturally impossible to continue.

The civil and military ministers, nobles and generals who accompanied the fight all suffered more or less losses.

Soon, soldiers brought the dragon chariot.

"I am a little tired today, let's go back to the palace first."

"Today, all of you have done a great job in suppressing the rebellion. We will reward you based on your merits after we return to the capital."

"Xia Shouzhong, go check on the Queen."

"Also, Uncle Xuan Ziyi will ride on the dragon chariot to accompany the emperor!"

Emperor Shunde was arranging all matters, and finally he thought of something and looked back at Jia Cong.

"Jia Cong obeys your order!"

Jia Cong bowed slightly and climbed onto the dragon chariot under the envious gazes of everyone.

The remaining families packed up their things with the help of the Divine Guards.

Clean up the campsite.

Not long after, the dragon chariot set off, and the autumn hunt ended before it officially began.

……

The emperor rides on six chariots, with boundless majesty.

The body of the car is inlaid with gold, silver, jade, gems and pearls, and is carved with dragon and phoenix patterns, fully displaying the royal majesty and luxury.

The dragon chariot is even more exquisitely decorated.

"I'm grateful to have you here today. Please take a seat."

Emperor Shunde pointed to a chair nearby.

Looks tired.

"Speaking of which, I feel very aggrieved as the emperor."

"My father passed on the throne but not the power, and the nephew left behind by the Fourteenth Prince and my eldest brother is watching covetously."

"The only two people I can trust are Xia Shouzhong and Zhang Tingjun."

"I am so restless when I sleep at night, for fear that the throne will be abolished when I wake up."

"Before the Mid-Autumn Festival last year, my father said that I was not qualified to be an emperor. I was suspicious and my moods were unstable."

"It's too much of a task."

"The bestowal of titles on officials above the third rank and the mobilization of troops throughout the country all require the decree of the Imperial Palace."

"Even the memorials I review every day are trivial matters."

"What responsibility can I take on?"

"What right do I have to take on such a big responsibility?"

As soon as Emperor Shunde came up, he vented all his complaints.

"The Imperial Guard discovered a month ago that the White Lotus rebels were gathering in the capital, but father was reluctant to take action."

"I want to follow the clues."

"I went to the Imperial Palace three times before I had no choice but to decide on the autumn hunt."

"There are over a million people in Shenjing. If we follow Father's plan and start a war in the city, we don't know how many people will be killed or injured."

"They are all my people. How can I bear this?"

"Even if the throne is abolished tomorrow, as long as I am the emperor, I have the responsibility to protect my people."

"Your Majesty loves the people like his own children and is willing to risk his own life. I admire you!"

Jia Cong bowed and said sincerely.

"Every day, the whole court of civil and military officials shouted "Long live the emperor" and praised him for his wisdom."

"In my opinion today, even if there are thousands of words, none of them can be as sincere as your words."

Emperor Shunde waved his hand and then sighed.

"Forget it, why am I telling you this?"

"My dear minister, you only need to practice well, which will be the greatest contribution to our Daqian."

(End of this chapter)