Martial Boss Chapter 927

Since many years ago, after Zhuge Longxu took over the deanship, Meng Shanhe has gradually faded out of the limelight.

Although the prestige of the Grand Master of Confucianism has been pa*sed around, it is a thousand times harder to actually meet him.

Even Zhuge Longxu, the successor and nearest disciple, was unable to meet Meng Shanhe’s real body and merely talked to an avatar.

The incarnation formed with Hao Rang Zheng Qi is sufficient to bring into play most of Meng Shanhe’s strength, and generally speaking, there is no problem that this incarnation cannot solve.

And today, Feng Jiuyu, who originally just wanted to get back the imperial edict, has discovered a shocking secret hidden by Meng Shanhe.

He was actually trying to create a dragon vein that belonged exclusively to the Confucian family, the will of the Confucian school.

With Feng Jiuyu’s familiarity with the martial arts of the Son of Heaven, he felt that he would never misread it.

If Meng Shanhe’s move was successful, as long as the Long River of Vast Qi remained intact, the Confucian School’s legacy would never end. This is the same foundation for all ages as the Dragon Veins].

At some point, Qing Yu’s spirit had already possessed Feng Jiuyu’s body, and through his eyes, he saw the strange state of the Long River of Qi.

Qing Yu thought of a few years ago, when Lu Qifeng discovered that the Mountain River Academy had hidden the Heavenly Son Martial Arts. At that time, it was because of the Vast Qi that spread throughout the academy that Lu Qifeng was certain that there were Heavenly Son martial arts in the Shanhe Academy.

In other words, Meng Shanhe had definitely read the Heavenly Son Martial Arts.

At that time, Qing Yu was also curious about this situation and wanted to know what method Meng Shanhe had learnt from the Heavenly Son Martial Arts and was able to practise the Heavenly Son Martial Arts in a body other than that of a Heavenly Son.

But then, as time pa*sed and Qing Yu became stronger step by step, he had little desire to find out the inner workings of it.

Until today, thanks to Feng Jiuyu’s move, the secret of the Hao Qi Long River finally unfolded before him.

Meng Shanhe did not cultivate the Heavenly Son martial arts, but with the help of the idea of the earth veins turning into dragon veins described therein, he gradually accumulated the long river of Hao Qi with the atmosphere of learning in the academy and the Hao Qi left behind by the students.

Then, the will to shape the Confucian school was incorporated into the river and dispersed throughout the world, so that as long as the scholars remained unbroken, the qi would remain unbroken and so would the Confucian legacy.

At present, the Long River of Vast Qi can only function in the Shanhe Academy, but if Meng Shanhe succeeds completely, then in the distant future, the Long River of Vast Qi may be comparable to the dragon veins that spread throughout the world.

[In the end, they are the most powerful, no matter which one they are, they cannot be underestimated. Meng Shanhe was threatened by Feng Tianming and you and I some years ago, but he kept listening to them. But now it seems that this Hao Qi Long River is the focus.] Qing Yu transmitted his thoughts.

[It was a bit of a fluke.] Feng Jiuyu held a hint of gratitude.

“Chief Meng Shan, since you have stepped in, please give an accurate answer. The imperial edict, I am determined to get it, it is useless for anyone to come.” Feng Jiuyu said categorically.

Although he finally saw that Meng Shanhe was not simple, Feng Jiuyu did not have the slightest intention of being timid.

Just as he had said before, this was a different time, and times had changed. Nowadays, the Northern Zhou is not dominated by the Shanhe Academy alone. Whether it is the four sects of the Devil’s Way, which are under the control of the Yin World, or the unseen supreme power, Qing Yu, Feng Jiuyu has enough courage to question Meng Shanhe.

Anyway, no matter what, Feng Jiuyu would definitely get the edict today.

In the sky, the Hao Qi incarnation turned into a stream of white air and floated to the Endless Abode to transform into a human form again. Meng Shanhe looked at Feng Jiuyu’s cold, solemn face and said, “Your Majesty has managed to train the martial arts of the Son of Heaven to such an extent, I was wrong in my eyes. If you were given a few more states, it would be possible for you to reach Ji Muqing’s level.

However, Your Majesty, you should have felt the disadvantages of the Son of Heaven’s martial arts.”

“a*similation by the will of humanity?” Feng Jiuyu said.

“Not so much as that ——”

Meng Shanhe suddenly closed his mouth and changed it to a voice transmission and spoke to Feng Jiuyu for a while. After saying this, Feng Jiuyu’s face suddenly turned iron blue and looked extremely grim.

“Your Majesty nowadays, there is still only one daughter, Princess Feng Xi, right? If Your Majesty, Dragon Emperor, were to return to Heaven, who should succeed the throne?” Meng Shanhe asked again.

His words caused both Eunuch Leng and Feng Qiuwu’s faces to tighten. This was because they could hear that Feng Jiuwu was probably going to die soon.

“Imperial brother, what’s going on? What exactly has happened?” Feng Qiwu asked urgently.

He was indeed a good elder brother, even though he had a grudge against Feng Jiuyu at the beginning, but now that he heard that one of his few remaining relatives was in trouble, he still wanted Feng Jiuyu to survive.

But unfortunately, there are times when things in the world are difficult to be autonomous.

Of course Feng Jiuyu knows the dangers of his current situation, but he has no way back. And, as a selfish person, even if his heart was warmed by Feng Qiwu’s concern, he did not want to let the other party ascend to the throne.

“I will make my own decision on this matter. At least for the next few years, I will still be safe and sound, and there is no harm in having a few children. If I still do not have a son, then it is not too late for you and the others to support the eighth brother to the throne.

In any case, I must get the imperial edict today.”

With these words, the power of the ten thousand miles of rivers and mountains was once again applied to Feng Jiuyu’s body, while another pair of pupils seemed to coincide with his eyes, emitting an unknowable mystery.

Feng Jiuyu was ready to seize it by force. With Meng Shanhe’s current state, even if he only let Qing Yu possess him, he would still be able to seize the edict by force.

Seemingly sensing the other party’s awareness and determination, Meng Shanhe waved his sleeve after several breaths of silence, “It’s just that, Long Su, give the imperial edict to His Majesty.”

“Teacher ——”

“It was only supposed to be a precaution, so why be a villain in vain?” Meng Shanhe said indifferently.

“Yes.”

Zhuge Long Su gently beckoned, and a phoenix-printed scroll flew down from the long river of Hao Qi, precisely the imperial edict that Feng Jiuyu had handed over in the first place.

Before the edict actually flew down, Feng Jiuyu raised his hand and took it in. After confirming its authenticity, he smashed it into pieces with a single palm, turning it into a cloud of flying dust.

“Chief Meng Shan, Dean Zhuge, and Imperial Brother, excuse me. I will not be in your way here.”

“Eunuch Leng, return to the palace.”

Feng Jiuyu was still quite self-conscious and knew that he, the equivalent of a Confucian traitor, was not welcome here, so he retreated as soon as he saw that his purpose had been achieved.

However, the joy of achieving this goal could not soften Feng Jiuyu’s mood at this moment.

[Qing Yu, can you defeat this humane will?

In the imperial chariot, Feng Jiuyu said in his heart.

[Are you underestimating me? If it weren’t for the fear of affecting your consciousness, this amount of humane will erosion would not be a problem at all right now. Qing Yu immediately replied.

In reality, the current stalemate was only something that Qing Yu could create. If he had the will, he would have been able to get rid of the erosion of the humane will in one fell swoop. Only then, Feng Jiuwu’s own independent consciousness would be difficult to preserve.

[Then it will be up to you then.] Feng Jiuyu said back.