Chapter 915: March Appointment (third update)

In front of many court officials, Wu Tianming raised his sword and pointed a sword. A purple-gold sword energy shot out from his fingertips, like a crazy python shooting out, obliquely passing through the towering city tower at the main entrance of the palace, smashing half of the city tower to pieces, and then shot for two thousand miles, piercing a towering mountain on the side of the river valley through a transparent hole about a diameter.

With a sword, Wu Tianming slowly stood up and slowly stretched. His joints made crisp sounds, and the huge fluctuations of immortal power shocked all the civil and military officials in the court. A nine-turn fire pill in Wu Qi's mouth allowed Wu Tianming, who was originally in the Nascent Soul realm, to possess the strength of the third-grade golden immortal out of thin air in just one quarter of an hour.

This is because Wu Tianming's foundation is too poor, and he cannot combine the entire medicinal power of this golden elixir with the essence of the great way contained in it. Otherwise, with the 10% essence of the purified Buddha, Wu Tianming will definitely be easily pushed to the peak of the Golden Immortal, and is infinitely close to Taiyi.

But just that, the powerful effect of this pill is already shocking. Most of the medicine is hidden in Wu Tianming's body. Just waiting for him to gradually refine it in the future, he is a true peak golden immortal.

Wu Tianming took a deep breath, and the wind and clouds in the hall were swept, and a strong wind broke out from the ground and almost flew out the civil and military officials. After a long time, Wu Tianming adjusted his breath evenly. His cultivation was obtained out of thin air, and he had no experience in controlling such a huge power, so it took him a lot of time to adjust his breath.

A purple and golden light flashed in his eyes, and Wu Tianming solemnly bowed to Wuqi and bowed deeply: "National Master!"

Then Wu Tianming saluted Guiguzi and Mo Zhai one after another, and respectfully called the national teacher. Guiguzi and Mo Zhai nodded slightly with a reserved voice, but without saying a word. All the intrigues were handed over to Wu Qi to deal with. It was not that they didn't know how to do it, but that they just disdained to intrigue with people like Wu Diwu.

Wuqi sneered, and he deliberately asked Wu Di'er: "Regent, brothers, can you be the national teacher of Dawu?"

Wu Di'an opened his mouth and didn't say anything for a long time. His eyes were staring at Wuqi in a daze. He was so shocked that he couldn't speak at all. In just a quarter of an hour, he actually created a third-grade golden immortal. What kind of magic medicine is this? What kind of alchemist who can refine this elixir is such an outrageous and perverted existence? Hearing Wu Di'an'an's slightly provocative question, Wu Di'an turned his head and looked at the civil and military officials in the court with difficulty. His gangsters opened their mouths like toads frightened by thunder. Those courtiers who were not against him on weekdays looked at Wu Tianming in surprise.

The court in Dawu is about to undergo a tremendous change, and Wu Diwa suddenly has such an enlightenment.

With a dry laugh, Wu Dihan said with difficulty: "My Grand Master of Wu must be a person with ability and virtue, three immortals..."

Before Wuqi could speak, Guiguzi on the side sneered: "What is virtue? Is it for the throne of the court? Is it for the virtue of bullying my nephew? Is it for the virtue of controlling the court? Is it for the virtue of the country? Is it for the virtue of the virtue? Is it for the regent? Is it for the regent? What is virtue? I dare to ask the regent, what is virtue?"

Wu Di'an's face was red by Guiguzi's series of harsh questions. He stared at Guiguzi in anger and was about to attack, but suddenly he remembered the eight high priests of Wu Wu who were killed by Wuqi with one sword. Wu Di'an's anger disappeared without a trace. He opened his mouth and racked his brains to find an excuse to oppose Wuqi and the other three becoming the national master of Wu Wu.

Or, directly dispatch troops to kill the three of them? Unable to think of a suitable excuse, Wu Diwu couldn't help but feel murderous.

In addition to the eight high priests who were killed, there were twenty-three high priests of the Great Wu Dynasty and Wu Diwai as party members, and there were twelve generals with a cultivation level slightly lower than Wu Diwai. Together with the 200,000 troops guarding the imperial city, Wu Diwai was sure to kill Wu Qi, three Taoist men with unknown origins.

Just when Wu Di'an couldn't help but order the troops to be mobilized, another old minister who was so old that he was the same as the dried fruits, walked out of the train slowly. The old minister squinted his pair of triangular eyes and coughed a few times, and said in a low voice: "The alchemy techniques of the three immortals are indeed extremely exquisite. However, the alchemy technique is just a small path. Even if you can create three and three metal immortals, it only benefits the individual, but it does not gain any gain for the national strength of our great Wu."

Wu Di'an nodded with satisfaction. This excuse is good. Even if you, Wu Tianming, become a third-grade golden immortal, you become a golden immortal alone, but there are 3 billion people in the Great Wu Dynasty. Even if you have more than ten or twenty golden immortals, it will be of no use to the national strength of Da Wu!

After hearing the old minister's words, Wu Tianming couldn't help but get angry and his hair stood up. He pointed at the old minister and said angrily: "Grand Sima, you..."

More than 70% of the court officials in the hall bowed to Wu Tianming at the same time and said, "Please think twice!"

The old minister, who was called the Grand Sima, proudly tucked his long beard and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, please think twice. This position as a national teacher is really important. If you entrust it to others, it will be harmful to my Great Wu."

The Grand Sima had to continue speaking, and Wuqi had already interrupted his long speech coldly: "Enough!"

A light shout made the Grand Sima take a few steps back. Wuqi said proudly: "Originally, the three brothers of Dao did not have the intention to be worldly fame and reputation, and they have no intention of making peace with this world. We are living in seclusion in Pangu Continent for a long time. We have been in seclusion in Pangu Continent for 18 kalpas. This time we came out of the mountain just to find a blessing to open a temple to promote the great way. How can we care about this position as the Grand Wu National Master?"

With a sneer, Wuqi pointed at Wu Di'an and the civil and military officials of the court and sneered: "You are just saying that you are making things difficult for the three of us, brothers and brothers. I have to sit on the throne of the national master and play for a few days."

Without waiting for these court officials to speak, Wuqi turned around and said to Wu Tianming: "Your Majesty, my three brothers and sisters are willing to contribute to my great cause of Wu. Please wait for a moment, and let my three brothers and sisters show a little trick to see if we are qualified to become the Grand Wu Master."

Wu Tianming happily clasped his fists at Wuqi and said, "The national teacher can do it."

Wuqi nodded slowly, and he sneered at Wu Diya and others: "Today I will let you see what is the talent of heaven and earth? It is an unpredictable opportunity for gods and ghosts!" With a light cough, Wuqi nodded to Mo Zhai and said, "Second Brother, please take action!"

Mo Zhai snorted coldly, and he said to Wu Tianming in a muffled voice: "Good iron is 100,000 kilograms, and you can deliver it quickly!"

Wu Tianming was stunned, and he almost instinctively looked at Wu Diwu.

Wu Di'an was also stunned for a moment. He squinted his eyes and pondered for a while, waved his hands gently. Several officials in charge of the forging of military weapons in the hall, who were in charge of military weapons, walked out of the hall with great strides. A series of orders were quickly passed, and within a short while, 100,000 kilograms of forged iron ingots were piled up in the middle of the hall.

What Mo Zhai just asked for was 100,000 kilograms of fine iron, which was the best quality finished iron ingot that ordinary iron ore could be refined. However, the ministers of Dawu sent 100,000 kilograms of ordinary iron, which was more than ten times the quality of the iron asked for by Mo Zhai?

Wu Tianming was not stupid. He saw the tricks of these ministers playing with them clearly. He gritted his teeth in anger and glanced at the officials in charge, and kept them firmly in his heart. Wu Tianming swore that as long as he fought over Wu Di'an and completely grasped the imperial power of the Great Wu, he must make these ministers who dared to disobey his will be in trouble, so that they will always remember what a king was like when he angrily drifted with blood.

Mo Zhai shook his head and sneered disapprovingly. He made a move to the 100,000 kilograms of fine iron, and a thin red flame in his palm spurted out. The 100,000 kilograms of fine iron melted into iron with a "chila" sound. The originally huge volume shrank several times in the blink of an eye. Mo Zhai simply outlined a few runes in the air with his fingers and put them into the iron. A piece of shimmered his right hand, and a piece of shiny light sprinkled from his palm. A crisp sound of "ding ding dangdang" came, and thirty neatly single-handed swords with extremely simple shapes were inserted into the hall in one word.

Mo Zhai waved his hand and snorted coldly.

Wuqi rolled his eyes behind his back, and his nostrils snorted coldly towards the ceiling of the hall: "Please appreciate it!"

Wu Diwu was silent for a while, then he suddenly laughed: "Where is the general of the palace?"

A golden-armored general strode over at the entrance of the hall. He clasped his fists to Wu Di'an and saluted, and then bowed to Wu Tianming. Wu Tianming smiled coldly and said in a deep voice: "Try the weapons refined by the National Master of Pojun."

The civil and military officials in the hall couldn't help but shake their heads at the same time. Although they could not refine weapons, they all knew that refining weapons was an extremely complex and difficult skill. What good things can a weapon like Mo Zhai make in just two breaths? The Great Wu Dynasty itself also has a special weapon refining master. The weapon refining masters with a cultivation level of the celestial immortal level are all immortal weapons. Several generals in the hall wore the magic weapons they refined.

But Mo Zhai's thirty one-handed swords looked dull and didn't look like a weapon at all!

The general of the Zhendian was guided by Wu Di'an's eyes. He pulled out his sword from his waist and slashed heavily at a one-handed sword inserted in front of him. He heard a crisp sound, like the sound of paper being torn apart. The general of the Zhendian's hand lightened and half of the long sword had fallen to the ground.

The civil and military officials in the palace were shocked, and Wu Di'an rushed forward in horror.

The celestial immortal weapon in the hand of the General of the Town Palace, which was the most wise weapon refiner of the Great Wu Dynasty, spent half a year to refine, was easily cut off by a one-handed sword made in batches by Mo Zhai in two breaths. The fracture was as smooth as a mirror, without a trace of burrs.

Mo Zhai snorted coldly and closed his eyes arrogantly.

Wuqi laughed loudly, and he saluted Wu Tianming and said, "Your Majesty, the second senior brother of Immortal, and the second senior brother of Immortal, and the senior brother of Immortal, Immortal attacked the city and captured the village as the vanguard. Within three months, I will help Your Majesty to wipe out all the forces in this valley."

Wu Tianming jumped up excitedly when the sword in the general's hand broke. After hearing Wuqi say this, Wu Tianming couldn't help but laugh and said, "What a wonderful thing, just follow what the national teacher said!"

Wu Diwu jumped up suddenly, and he shouted sternly: "The three immortals are willing to issue military orders for this?"

Wuqi glanced at Wu Diwu with mercy, and he said lightly: "Military order? OK! Could the Regent want to add a lottery?"

Wu Diwu was slightly stunned, and then he suddenly laughed: "If the three immortals could really let me dominate this place within three months, what if I have stepped down from the position of Regent and become a civilian?"
Chapter completed!