Reborn 80,000 Years

Chapter 161 Entering the Palace

A group of imperial guards approached the imperial palace mighty and mighty. The sacred temple that they thought was sacred and inviolable in the past turned out to be so small now, as if it could be stepped on at any time.

The guards, maids, and eunuchs on both sides seemed to have discussed it. The moment they saw Ling Song, they all fell to their knees and shouted in unison:

"See Your Majesty!"

"Welcome Your Majesty back to the palace!"

The same voice echoed throughout the palace, Ling Song strode forward enjoying the worship of everyone. At this moment, he seemed to have really become the emperor, so majestic!

Ling Song casually walked up to a court lady and said, "Raise your head!"

The palace maid immediately raised her head, like a frightened little white rabbit, looking at Ling Song in horror.

"Gu asks you, why do you call him His Majesty Gu?" Ling Song asked.

The maid trembled, and said in a timid voice: "Your Majesty, the Ninth Five-Year Honor, should inherit the throne of Qingfeng, this is in accordance with the destiny!"

"Follow the destiny?"

Ling Song chuckled, then glanced at the people around him, and said loudly, "Do you all think so?"

Everyone replied one after another: "Your Majesty, please obey the destiny and enter the palace!"

"Okay!" Ling Song laughed, suddenly waved his hand, and a person walked up behind him.

This person is Ling Song's own historian, and also the historian after he founded the New Kingdom!

"Remember, entering the main palace alone today is not to seek power and usurp the throne, but to obey God's will! It is the wish of all living beings to overthrow the old dynasty and establish a new one!"

"This is what the people want and what everyone expects!"

Ling Song said loudly, wishing that everyone in the palace could hear it.

Although he talked about rebellion today, he cared about his reputation very much in his heart, and he also valued the comments of later generations. So a historian was specially recruited to cover up the truth about today's attempt to usurp power.

After the historian heard it, he immediately took notes.

Afterwards, Ling Song led a group of people to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

This is the place where the monarchs of the Qingfeng Empire have always lived.

Countless people are calling the wind and rain here, and countless people are hesitating and trembling in front of this gate.

Ling Song suddenly remembered his life experience.

And the life experience of the entire lineage of Zhen Guohou...

"When the ancestors were deprived of power, they must feel uncomfortable every time they walked in front of the Hall of Mental Cultivation..." Ling Song murmured, walking slowly on the stone steps of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

He walked very slowly, one step at a time.

As if to feel again, the footprints of the ancestors!

However, today, he is from the lineage of the Marquis of the State, and finally he no longer needs to be frightened and send himself under the fence!

Because after today, his Ling family will be the overlord of the Qingfeng Empire!

...

Walking in front of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Ling Song suddenly stopped, and said: "You are all waiting here, I just want to go in alone, and see you... Your Majesty!"

Hearing this, everyone's expressions were terrified, and they quickly said: "Your Majesty can't do it!"

"This man is ambitious, it's too dangerous for His Majesty to go in alone!"

"If he stubbornly resists and hurts His Majesty, I will die!"

Ling Song chuckled, and said calmly: "There are tens of thousands of elite soldiers alone, and he is mere one, so he dare not move."

Ling Song shook his head, and after finishing speaking, he walked up to the Hall of Mental Cultivation alone.

Walking to the front of the main hall, suddenly a stern voice came:

"Thief, die!"

Counting the figures, they suddenly rushed out from the corner, but it was three or four dragon guards with weapons in their hands, wrapped in spiritual power, and struck at Ling Song. Every attack was extremely tricky, and they all aimed at Ling Song's Achilles heel!

However, the opponent didn't move at all.

His figure suddenly trembled, and a strong breath permeated from his body. Visible to the naked eye, a ferocious jackal suddenly appeared behind Ling Song.

And his cultivation has reached the level of a great martial artist at this moment!

Peng!

With the strong wind gushing out, those guards didn't even touch Ling Song's body, they were just blown away!

Ling Song didn't even look at them, he pushed open the door and walked into the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

I saw a middle-aged man in his forties sitting in this hall at the moment.

He was dressed in a dragon robe and looked majestic.

He fixed his eyes on Ling Song who walked in.

I don't know what to think.

Ling Song's expression remained unchanged, he stepped across the threshold lightly, and after standing in front of Jiang Chixin for a moment, he suddenly cupped his fists and said respectfully:

"Chen, Marquis of Zhen Guo, I pay my respects to Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty?" Jiang Chixin sneered, and said, "What a majesty! Ling Song, do you think Gu doesn't know that you have 20,000 elite soldiers stationed outside the city?"

"In your eyes, do you really still have His Majesty Gu?"

Jiang Chixin suddenly sighed.

It seems a little lost...

Staring at the empty hall, I don't know what to think.

The maids of honor have run away, and so have the eunuchs.

Even some of Jiang Chixin's guards were sent home by him...

He knows that today's situation is over.

Qingfeng Palace was isolated and helpless, and even the wild cat he took care of in the past was not far behind, and ran away early in the morning as if he had received some message.

A sense of desolation suddenly flooded Jiang Chixin's heart.

Ling Song's face was as usual, and he said calmly: "Your Majesty is Your Majesty, and Gu is also Your Majesty, but you are the king of the previous dynasty, and Gu is the king of the new country!"

"After all, Gu is also a former courtier, so it's not too much to give you a salute."

Ling Song smiled slightly and said.

"The Former Dynasty?" Hearing this, Jiang Chixin sneered, and said, "What a former Dynasty! My Qingfeng's foundation has not yet collapsed, and you can't wait to call yourself the Former Dynasty?"

"Do you really think that you will succeed?"

"Of course it will succeed!" Ling Song's face suddenly darkened, and he said sharply, "Jiang Chixin, do you know how long you have been preparing for this day alone? How many years have you been planning?"

"It's a pity that Jiang Yue's idiot is useless, he has more success than failure, and even leaked the news!"

"But it doesn't matter anymore!"

"Gu now has 20,000 high-quality goods in his hand, how can you resist by yourself? Step back, I don't want to end up with the reputation of being a murderer." Ling Song said lightly.

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Chixin stood up instantly.

A similarly vigorous cultivation base surged out of his body, and the martial soul surged behind him, which was impressively the realm of a great martial artist!

"Ling Song, do you think Gu will sit and wait for death?" Jiang Chixin sneered, and when he spoke, the whole hall was buzzing.

However, Ling Song only released his cultivation base, which was to shake off all the opponent's aura.

His cultivation directly suppressed Jiang Chixin, causing the other party's face to freeze, and a drop of cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

"It's useless, Your Majesty."

Ling Song said indifferently: "I have been galloping on the battlefield all these years, experiencing life and death, but you are only in this palace giving advice and enjoying the success! Your cultivation level has long been inferior to what it used to be!"

"How can you compete with me like this?"