Martial Boss Chapter 1083

On this day, the 20th of December, the end of the year, Zhuge Longxu, director of the Shanhe Academy, paid homage to the Zhou Emperor at the Great Hall of Brightness and a*sumed the position of Imperial Master of the Northern Zhou.

The impact of Zhuge Long Su’s defection was astonishing in Northern Zhou. It represented the Confucian school of Northern Zhou, which had moved closer to the Zhou Emperor.

Although Grand Master Meng Shanhe had yet to take a stand, the ripples of Zhuge Long Su’s defection would never stop there.

The imperial palace, inside the imperial garden.

Emperor Zhou is strolling in peace, followed by the new Imperial Master Zhuge Long Su and his eunuch, Eunuch Leng. The two God-Realms are beside Emperor Zhou, but they do not dare to overstep their bounds, even if they are the highly-ranked dean of the Mountain River Academy.

It was only because the current Emperor Zhou had a profound majesty far different from that of the past. Beneath that unchanged face, there was a soul as lofty as the heavens.

“I thought that the dean would not defect to the court until the end, but I never thought that this day would come so quickly.” Emperor Zhou laughed as he walked.

Zhuge Longxu returned, “Your Majesty, it is the Tai Shi, not the dean. In the court, I am the Imperial Master of our dynasty, and in the academy, I am the Dean.”

Zhuge Long Su put himself in the right position, since he had joined the court, he should act in accordance with the court’s reasoning, and his buttocks, as always, sat in the right place.

This also shows that Zhuge Long Su is a deservedly intelligent man.

“That is also true,” said the emperor of Zhou, who was amenable to good advice, “so what prompted you to change your mind, Tai Shi? You know, when the Northern Expedition to the gra*slands was underway, yours also refused me.”

At the time of the northern expedition, Feng Jiu had wanted to retrieve the imperial edict to eliminate some of the future problems, but how could Zhuge Longjue be willing to do so? The two sides had conflicting intentions and nearly came to blows, eventually leading Meng Shanhe to intervene before Feng Jiu was allowed to retrieve the imperial edict.

Although the Zhou Emperor was still Feng Jiu at that time, Qing Yu still knew all about these matters. Or should I say, apart from trivial matters and boudoir secrets, Feng Jiu’s secrets were all very clear to Qing Yu.

“Your Majesty, it is because of this Lingzhou battle, Mu Xiuji used the previous students of the academy as sacrifices,” Zhuge Longjue replied very frankly, “The students of the academy, believing in the academy and loving it, so when they received the letter from Mu Xiuji, a senior member of the academy, they rushed to the battlefield in Lingzhou regardless of life or death.

However, they did not expect that this battle was not for the Central Plains, but for the selfishness of the Great Qian. They died in vain because of their lies, and I want to seek justice for them.”

“So, you are like using the power of the imperial court?” Emperor Zhou asked with a hint of playfulness.

“I have joined the imperial court, and as a Tai Shi, I naturally have to bow and die for the Great Zhou. As an enemy of our dynasty and having repeatedly committed acts of injustice, it is only right that the Zhou should be revived, and what I am doing is to follow the order of Heaven and restore our Great Zhou.” Zhuge Longxu said in one breath without even pausing.

“Haha, I have heard that Zhuge Long Su’s eloquence is similar to that of the Buddha’s tongue, but I have seen it today.” Emperor Zhou laughed heartily.

The first time the system of free students of the Mountain River Academy was created by him, and the competition for position in the literary world was also set by him and the science.

These two systems, although they had their drawbacks, were on the whole more beneficial than detrimental.

Nine out of ten officials in the Northern Zhou dynasty came from the Shanhe Academy, and the academy flourished.

The struggle for position in the literary world was set up by Zhuge Long Su when he first succeeded to the presidency in order to stabilise his authority. Zhuge Longxu used his victory in the literary competition to stabilise his position, and in the following decades, he won successive victories over science and established his position as the head of the literary world.

Even the Jixia Academy was seen to be inferior to the Shanhe Academy because of the repeated defeats of science.

When it became clear a few years ago that the shortcomings of these two systems were becoming more and more serious, it was decided to terminate them so that no further problems would arise.

All in all, Zhuge Longshu was a man worthy of the position of a great master, not to mention the far-reaching political significance of his defection.

“You are very frank and your statement is to my liking. The Great Qian is indeed the enemy of our dynasty, and there is bound to be a battle between the two sides. I was also a student of the academy, and it is my duty to seek justice for my former seniors.”

Emperor Zhou turned around and gave Zhuge Longxu a meaningful glance, “As long as Master Taiji does not fail in his own duties, I will give him all the power and position he deserves.”

The meaning of the words, naturally, is not to treat Zhuge Long Su as a mascot high up on the shelf. The position of the Imperial Master is very high and powerful, Zhuge Long Su can sit in this position, the important things in the court can not avoid him.

Naturally, this also included dealing with the Great Qian, or war.

“Also, since justice is to be done, strength must also be guaranteed, and this volume of the Martial Scripture of the Armour will be bestowed on the Tai Shi.”

Emperor Zhou raised his hand and pointed, a ray of divine thought pa*sed into Zhuge Longjue’s mind, and the scripture echoed in his mind, telling of the essence of clearing the heavens and eliminating evil and delusion, which was none other than the ‘Scroll of Clearness’.

The fight with the Sword God a thousand feet underground caused the earth to shake and the mountains to shake, raising Qing Yu’s villain points to the point where he was able to purchase two volumes of the “Armour of War Sutra”.

The “Scroll of Qing” and the “Scroll of Rest” are the two new volumes of Ching Yu’s scriptures. At this point, Qingyu is left with only three volumes of scriptures, namely, the Scroll of Extermination, the Scroll of Spirit, and the Scroll of Ning, that he has not yet acquired.

The “Scroll of Qing” is more compatible with the Confucian school’s Hao Rang Zheng Qi, and the greatest characteristic of the “Military Armour Sutra” is its universality, as long as one has sufficient merit, one can practise it, and it does not conflict with the Hao Rang Zheng Qi.

Of course, the most important thing is the invisible control of Zhuge Long Su. After practising the Armour of War Sutra, Zhuge Longjue is no longer a threat in terms of force.

“The Armour of War Martial Scripture ——,” Zhuge Long Su muttered.

How could Zhuge Long Su not know about this divine technique, which was the mastery of that Qing Yu Daoist monarch? Emperor Zhou could see that Qing Yu’s divine skill was easily bestowed, his relationship with Qing Yu was probably far deeper than it appeared ah.

“Eunuch Leng, take the Tai Shi out of the palace.” Emperor Zhou finished and marched forward alone.

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“My servant, farewell.”

The voices of the two gradually faded away behind them, as Emperor Zhou’s feet fluctuated in the earth’s veins, shrinking to an inch, and before long he had arrived before a high building and pavilion courtyard.

This was the residence of the First Princess, Feng Ming Pavilion, where Feng Jiu’s spiritual sense was kept by Feng Mingxiao personally.

Without asking anyone to inform him, Zhou Huang’s body blurred and he entered Feng Ming Pavilion.

The first thing he saw upon entering the pavilion was the white jade dragon pot placed on the altar and Empress Si Qingwei, who was staring at the white jade dragon pot.

With a flash of thought, Zhou Huang covered his face with a white mist, concealing the face belonging to Feng Jiu, and then released his breath.

“Who?”

Seemingly sensing someone’s presence, the empress turned around abruptly to see a white mist covering her face and dressed in nine dragon robes, “It’s —— Your Majesty ——”

Qing Yu shook her head and said, “I am Qing Yu.”

Si Qingwei’s face was dull as he said, “Thank you, Daoist Master.”

She knew that Qing Yu was afraid that she would see Feng Jiu’s face and miss her (let’s call her face an object), so she had covered her face with white mist so that her face would not be exposed.

For this, Si Qingwei was naturally grateful.

Although the other party had used her own husband’s body, it was a last resort, and at least it was better than Feng Jiu’s preparation which was a direct explanation of the aftermath.

Si Qingwei was not a person who did not understand things and would not do anything unreasonable.

“When I achieve the Dao realm, I will be able to reshape Feng Jiu’s body, so the Empress should not worry excessively.” Qing Yu said comfortingly.

“Although this demon dao of his has a deep heart, his martial arts talent is one of a kind. If you ask who in the world can achieve the Dao Realm, this Demon Dao will be among them.”

The shadow of the phoenix fluttered and appeared beside Si Qingwei, only to hear the Great Princess of Northern Zhou say, “Qingwei, too much worry hurts the spirit, you still have Feng Xi, don’t hurt your health.”

Si Qingwei bowed her head and said, “I know.”

Feng Mingxiao turned to look at Qing Yu again, “Qing Yu, you have been quite powerful recently, even Zhuge Long Su has defected to the court. In this Northern Zhou, you should now be the only one who reigns over me.”

This is said ——

It seems that Feng Ming Xiao is still not too sure about Qing Yu.

It can’t be helped, who told Qing Yu that his reputation has never been very good? Even in the Daoist sect, it is also rumoured that Daoist monarch Qing Yu’s domineering style is a typical example of dictatorship.

If Qing Yu ended up lusting for power and took over the throne of Northern Zhou, there was nothing anyone could do. After all, the country is already deeply imbued with the traces of Qing Yu, and even Feng Jiu is actually one of Qing Yu’s subordinates.

“The goal of the Poor Dao has never been this mundane power, so the Grand Princess should not worry too much.”

Qing Yu replied indifferently, bypa*sing Si Qingwei and pointing his finger at his forehead, a ray of spiritual light was pulled out and put into the jade pot.

This is a weekly operation to warm up Feng Jiu’s spiritual consciousness, every other week, so that Feng Jiu can wake up from her deep sleep as soon as possible. When the time comes, she can also keep Si Qingwei company and talk.

”That’s also why I have to be watched like this every other week, ah.” Qing Yu sighed in his heart as he felt the sight behind him.

Feng Mingxiao’s defences against Qing Yu were too deep, and even when it was clear that Qing Yu was not attached to power, he did not relax at all.

In the end, it was still a bad reputation, ah.

Ordinary people don’t know about Qing Yu’s handiwork, but doesn’t Feng Mingxiao? This seemingly immortal Taoist has a sea of bones and corpses under his feet.

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While the Zhou Emperor was dealing with the affairs of the Northern Zhou, both bodies of Qing Yu were healing their wounds.

The half of the body that fought with the six emperors was badly wounded, but it was no problem to heal. And the half of Ren Piaomiao’s body ——

In the darkness of the cave, Ren Piaomiao sat suspended in the air, and in his heart, a golden palm mark shone with the light of the great sun for a long time.

This is the palm mark left by Tianzhao, this palm pours out the full force of Tianzhao, leaving an indelible light of the great sun on the enemy. Had it not been for Qing Yu, he would either have been reduced to ashes under the light of the Great Sun or would have been left to linger under the Great Sun’s true fire.

The Tantric supreme divine power is not so easy to bear.

Of course, in Qing Yu’s case, that was a different story.

Endless trigrams flowed and the Great Wisdom Space continued to operate, measuring the mysteries within the palm energy.

Finally, at a certain moment, Tough Skin Ohhhh opened his eyes, his eyes shot out with a brilliant light, and a surge of qi rushed out from his heart, pushing the palm print out of his body.

The projection was complete.