Martial arts immortality, I will eventually be invincible

Chen Guanlou took a sip of water.

He sensed someone approaching and hid in the house.

When the smell faded away again, he returned to the roof and continued to watch the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heaven.

He didn't care who the person who just passed by the roof was or what his purpose was. He only cared that there was something exciting to watch today. Whether there would be a fight or whether there would be deaths on the scene was none of his business.

He was just a bystander, not concerned about anything that had nothing to do with him.

The cumbersome ceremony finally came to an end.

Chen Guanlou was full of admiration for the officials of the Ministry of Rites who presided over the ceremony. The ceremony lasted for one or two hours, and he didn't stop in the middle, didn't drink a sip of water, and didn't make any mistakes. Not only was his physical strength amazing, but his memory and psychological quality were also terrifyingly strong.

The world of academic masters is so terrifying.

Next, the highlight came.

The sacrifice was brought to the altar.

The Great Ming King was covered with a muzzle and carried to the altar by several Jinyiwei.

Chen Guanlou chuckled, telling him not to listen to him, telling him to keep his mouth shut and not listen to advice. Now he is muzzled like an animal, ugly and without dignity, a traitor who has lost face, deserves it!

He even wanted to roar in front of the old emperor, look at how thoughtful the Jinyiwei was, not giving the King of Ming a chance to speak. This is how loyal people should be.

The people in the Tianlao are doing their jobs, just perfunctorily, muddling through, and slacking off all day. They can't be compared with the Jinyiwei!

Who will hold the knife?

Will it be Old Zhang?

This matter will be revealed soon.

Unexpectedly, there is still a long ceremony.

This time, the people from the Imperial Observatory came on stage to preside over the ceremony, chanting the sacrificial text, burning and informing the heavens, and after the ceremony was completed, a newly built execution ground was formed.

The cross-bound wooden stakes, the King of Ming was tied on it in the shape of a big character. The clothes were taken off, leaving only a pair of underwear. After being detained for half a year, his muscular body turned into fat and he was bloated, which was totally inconsistent with the image of a rebel leader.

However, this was exactly what the court wanted.

The less consistent it was with the image, the more it could strike down the rebels in the world and influence the people's hearts with public opinion.

The scholars took every detail into account.

Who would believe that a bloated and fat person was the rebel who led the people to see the light of day again? He was clearly a borer.

The borer must be defeated and killed.

The knifeman showed up, and it was not Old Zhang.

Chen Guanlou was a little disappointed.

On such an important occasion, Old Zhang was not selected.

It was good that he was not selected. It was not necessarily a good thing to be lingchied today.

The ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heaven had been smooth until this step, without any mistakes or omissions. As long as the sacrifice was sent to the heaven and the last step of the ceremony was completed, today's ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heaven would be a complete success.

At this moment, many people have put down their nervousness, taking a breath and relaxing. The next Lingchi scene is purely a bonus.

The first knife went down!

The second knife went down!

The third knife went down!

Suddenly...

Boom!

The earth was shaking! The house was shaking, and people were screaming!

The sky collapsed and the ground sank.

Was it an earthquake?

Was it really an earthquake?

The people of the Imperial Observatory didn't predict the earthquake?

How could the earthquake come so punctually?

The terrifying side was revealed before people's eyes.

The altar collapsed!

The altar actually collapsed!

It wasn't an earthquake!

Instead, someone ambushed explosives at the bottom of the altar and blew up the altar.

"Your Majesty!"

"Hurry up and save Your Majesty!"

"Someone is rebelling! Someone, hurry up and be alert!"

The scene was in chaos.

Smoke and dust were everywhere, and the sky was covered with dust everywhere, and it was impossible to see clearly. But some people took the opportunity to kill people wantonly, and the swords and swords were clashing, which was terrifying.

There were people everywhere shouting for help, screaming, and calling for help...

The smoke and dust covered the scene, and from time to time a head flew out of the smoke and dust, causing screams.

Chen Guanlou did not move.

He was still sitting on the roof, with a pot of wine at hand.

As mentioned before, he was just here to watch the excitement and witness the birth of a miracle.

He didn't know whether it was a miracle or not, but he was satisfied with the excitement. Today's scenes were engraved in his mind, and he would never forget them for decades or even hundreds of years.

After all, it was such a big scene, such a shocking scene, and such a big move.

It was cruel enough to install explosives under the altar and kill people accurately.

Who is so brave?

Who has such great ability to install explosives under the altar with strict security measures and detonate them on time. There is a thief inside!

The world will become chaotic because of this explosion.

"The Tianlao will soon have a big business, and I have to get busy too." Chen Guanlou seemed a little melancholy. It was good to be busy, and there was money to be made. But he disliked being too busy, and he didn't even have time to visit Ping Ping and Li Li in the brothel.

Earned money, but no time to spend it, do you think this is reasonable?

The wind was whistling!

Chen Guanlou cried out that it was bad luck!

Hiding on the roof, he couldn't escape the fate of being implicated.

The blind warrior cut anyone he saw. How could Chen Guanlou indulge him? He picked flowers and leaves and killed the blind warrior directly.

Then he changed places.

"Chen Guanlou, save people!"

Who, who asked him to save people.

He was hiding, why was he discovered by others?

He looked up and saw that it was the butler of the Marquis's Mansion.

"Chen Guanlou, the prince is also trapped inside, hurry up and find a way to save him."

"How did you find me?"

"I just stumbled upon him. Let's not talk about this for now, I'll explain it to you later. Come with me to save people, and make sure to save the prince."

But Chen Guanlou didn't move.

The housekeeper was furious, knowing his temper, "I will definitely reward you handsomely afterwards, and I will never treat you unfairly."

"Okay!"

That's more or less the case.

The key point is that the housekeeper not only wants to save the prince Chen Guanfu, but also gives a list, asking Chen Guanlou to save as many people as possible.

Chen Guanlou: ...

As long as the money is in place, he can turn from a jailer in the sky prison into a firefighter in a second. He directly took the big knife from the housekeeper's waist, and rushed into the smoke and dust to save people.

The smoke and dust has become a bloody hell.

Many people are fighting again.

No wonder the people in the Marquis' Mansion can't get in.

Not only are there Jinyiwei, Liushenmen, officers and soldiers of the Beijing Camp, but also several masked warriors of unknown origin, each of whom is very powerful. The weakest are all fifth-grade warriors.

This is to take out all the capital from the bottom of the box. The mastermind behind the scenes obviously gambled everything, and if he fails, he will die.

Chen Guanlou remembered that the prince Chen Guanfu did not go to the altar, but was on the second platform below the altar. After all, Chen Guanfu is not a marquis, but a prince. In terms of status, he cannot go to the top altar.

If the person who came today was the eldest master, he would definitely go to the altar and stand with the old emperor. He was injured the most, and it all depends on luck whether he lives or not.

Who is so generous that he is determined to kill the old emperor and all the civil and military officials on the spot.

It's earth-shaking!