My Virtual Kingdom of God

evening.

Great Desolate East Continent.

Outside a city near the East China Sea.

Several horses galloped by.

A group of people are busy.

The leader is a young man with a jade face, who looks very handsome.

Behind him are several servants who look like domestic servants.

The crowd ran for a long time and stopped.

"Is it coming to Juxu Pass?" Yumian Xiaosheng stopped his horse and asked casually.

The attendant of "Dian" was stared at, and quickly changed his words, "Young master, to the east from here is the East China Sea, to the north is Juxu Pass, and after leaving Juxu Pass, you will reach the Hundred Thousand Mountains."

"One hundred thousand mountains."

Yumian Xiaosheng murmured, "Nowadays the world is in turmoil, there are monster races outside, but my human race is fighting endlessly, how sad."

The attendant didn't dare to answer these words randomly, so he just bowed his head aside.

"You said, will General Pei of Juxu Pass support me?"

"Your Highness, I will definitely!"

Hearing this, the attendant said excitedly, regardless of punishment.

"hope so."

Yumian Xiaosheng's face was gloomy, the words of the entourage may come from the heart, but he knew in his heart that General Pei at Juxu Pass had no reason to support him.

Because no matter whether it is the elder brother becoming the emperor or the second elder brother inheriting the rule, it is impossible to affect General Pei.

Commander of Juxuguan, Martial Saint Pei Sheng, is a well-known name no matter in the monster race or in the human race.

With the strength of his Martial Saint, no one in power would dare to underestimate him, let alone the new emperor ascended the throne, and it was too late to win over him, so how dare he offend him.

Pei Sheng has no reason to participate in the struggle for unification.

As early as when he left Beijing, he sent three secret letters to Juxuguan Kuaima, but no one responded.

Thinking of this, Yumian Xiaosheng opened his eyes and said firmly: "We will not go to Juxu Pass."

"Your Highness"

"Let's go to the East China Sea!"

"Going to the East China Sea?" The attendant's face changed, "Overseas Immortal Alliance?"

Yumian Xiaosheng nodded.

"It's the Overseas Immortal Alliance. Haven't they been coveting Dongzhou? If you help me inherit the great rule, I will promise them to preach in Dongzhou!"

"This"

The entourage's heart trembled violently, this is the rhythm to offend Dongzhou Xianmen to death!  He wanted to persuade, but he dared not speak. Seeing his expression, Yumian Xiaosheng said in relief: "Awang, you grew up with me since childhood. Although you and I are masters and servants, we are actually brothers. Tell me, even if I don't find the overseas immortal alliance, the sect immortals in Dongzhou Who will support me?"  "Yuxumen? Tianyanzong? Or other sects, families,

Will they support me? "

Facing the questions from His Highness the Third Highness, the attendant named Awang fell silent.

"If the eldest brother becomes the emperor, with his temperament, I may be able to protect myself. If the second brother inherits the throne"

Awang was silent, the enmity between the Second Highness and the Third Highness is well known to everyone.

But right now, the crown prince is obviously losing to His Highness the Second Highness, and almost all the forces in the court are controlled by the Second Highness.

As long as the emperor dies, the Second Highness forges an edict to depose the prince, and then he can ascend to the Ninth Five-Year Throne in a grand manner.

At that time, the Third Highness staying in the capital will be like a turtle in an urn and will die.

However, His Highness the Third Highness neither has the status of a crown prince, nor His Highness the Second Highness's mother clan is as powerful, and there is no hope of fighting for the unification.

But overseas Xianmeng

Thinking of this, Ngawang's heart became hot.

With the help of the Overseas Immortal Alliance, it is entirely possible for His Highness the Third Highness to ascend to the throne.

Although the Overseas Immortal Alliance is rejected by the Eastern Continent Immortal Sect, but in terms of strength, the Overseas Immortal Alliance is no weaker than any immortal sect in the Eastern Continent.

If you can get their support, it's really not certain who will win.

As for being hated by Dongzhou Xianmen in the future, that will be a matter of the future.

Right now, seizing the throne is the most important thing, otherwise His Royal Highness would not even be able to save his life.

A few people are talking.

It was completely dark.

After a while, the sky began to rain heavily again.

"Damn it."

Awang cursed in a low voice and looked around.

"My lord, there is a small temple ahead, let's go to shelter from the rain."

Hearing this, His Royal Highness nodded.

Several people rode horses and galloped towards the deserted temple.

A moment of effort.

Several people came to the deserted temple.

"Prajna Temple."

His Highness the Third Highness raised his head and glanced at the plaque on the deserted temple.

On the plaque, the black paint on the handwriting had fallen off. If he hadn't possessed the strength of a warrior, the handwriting on the plaque could not be seen clearly in this pitch black night.

After dismounting, Awang ordered several other attendants to set up the horses, and he accompanied the Third Highness into the deserted temple.

"Squeak!"

Push open the dilapidated gate of the deserted temple.

Awang pressed the handle of the knife at his waist with his right hand, took out the fire folder with his left hand, and lit the candles in the temple.

A Buddha is enshrined in the deserted temple.

It's just that the stone statue of Buddha is already full of cracks, and it's obviously been in disrepair for a long time.

"Unexpectedly, there are still people worshiping this kind of deserted temple."

His Highness the Third Highness glanced at the incense table in front of the Buddha statue.

Seeing the offerings on it, he smiled.

"My lord, you just got caught in the rain, do you want to light a fire?"

"Forget it, it's late now, everyone should rest early."

As he spoke, he saw his whole body swell with energy and blood, and the sound of rushing rivers came from his body.

Then, the water vapor is evaporated.

In just a moment, the clothes on his body were as dry as ever.

Seeing this, Ngawang's blood was shaken, and the water steamed up. The two tidied up and prepared to rest.

"Ah Fu, why haven't they come in yet?"

His Highness the Third Highness noticed something unusual and asked a question.

Hearing this, Awang's heart trembled, and he hurriedly said, "My lord, I'll go and have a look."

After speaking, open the gate of the barren temple.

Outside the deserted temple, heavy rain covered the sky and the moon.

Seeing Ah Wang coming out, Ah Fu knew that His Highness must be worried about them.

Now that the world is in turmoil, and monsters appear frequently in the wilderness, it is normal for His Highness to worry about everyone's safety.

"Ah Fu, what's the matter?"

Awang walked out of the deserted temple, seeing Afu and the others talking to an old man, he couldn't help asking.

"Commander."

Ah Fu approached Ah Wang and said in a low voice, "This old man wants to spend the night in a desolate temple."

Awang looked at the old man.

The old man was over sixty years old, and was drenched by the rain. A four or five-year-old girl shivered in his arms.

"Master, please do me a favor. It's raining too much. Let my grandpa and grandson enter this temple to shelter from the rain."

Awang observed carefully and found that the old man did not have the slightest qi and blood fluctuations, which proved that the other party was not a martial arts monk.   As for whether it is a monk of the immortal way or a monster, with the strength of his soul, he still can't see through it.  He glanced at the pouring rain outside, nodded: "Come in."    "Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir!"   The old man kept bowing down to thank him, and then followed Awang with the girl into the deserted temple.  Including the grandfather and grandson, there were eight people in the deserted temple. For a while, the deserted temple seemed a little crowded.  The two parties were not familiar with each other, and it was getting late at night, so no one was interested in talking.   Just when everyone was about to sleep soundly.  "Zhiya"  The gate of the deserted temple was opened again.