C30 Visits from Other Countries
C30 Visits from Other Countries
"Haha!" Although Luo Luo Luo's talent can't be compared to nephew, it's still not bad. It's still considered a waste to stay in the mortal world for a long time.
Ye Luoluo was now standing beside Chen Fan. Both of them were wearing flowing white robes. One of them was handsome, while the other was gorgeous. They looked like a pair of golden couple, which made Ye Zhangqing nod proudly.
"Going to the sect together, isn't that just luring them in?!" Zhou Desheng's face was filled with unhappiness as he muttered to himself. He thought about how he had focused all of his attention on cultivation and hadn't even found a beloved. Now that he didn't even have a son, let alone a daughter, he couldn't help but feel regret.
"Didn't Nephew Chen say he wants to go see General Chen? Let's go quickly!" Ye Zhangqing looked at Zhou Desheng's defeated look with a smile on his face.
"Let's go!" Chen Fan lightly smiled as he led everyone out, while the palace behind him continued to blaze.
There were no clouds in the azure sky.
Although the palace had gone through a great fire, under the spontaneous repair and repair of the people, the few days had already transformed into a brand-new one.
In the public square in front of the Chu Country's royal palace, a sea of people could be seen moving about everywhere.
On a high platform at the front of the plaza, Chen Tiexin was wearing a luxurious dragon robe as he scanned the surroundings with an imposing gaze.
He could see that his aura had surpassed the peak of the Bloodmelting Realm and had reached the False Xiantian realm. It must have been because he had taken Zhou Desheng's pill in the past few days.
Next to him stood Chen Xiao, dressed in a bright yellow python robe.
"I hereby announce that from today onwards, the name of Chu will be changed to Chen. This year will be the first year of the year."
Chen Tiexin stood on the high platform and announced in a loud voice. The princes and officials below the stage all shouted out, "Long live His Majesty! Long live and long live!"
All of the citizens who were standing in front of him kneeled down as well and shouted, "Long live His Majesty! Long live the King!"
All the voices of the citizens of the Chen Nation gathered together, forming a powerful aura in the sky, like a five-clawed dragon soaring into the sky. Only Xiantian cultivators would be able to sense this kind of qi flow.
"Old Wang, your new clothes look pretty good!" It is already in the first tier! " After kneeling down, one of the few powerful old men below, who was wearing a white robe, a short old man laughed and praised.
"Same here!" Old Wang's face was haggard, and he was tall and thin. He was none other than the head of the Board of Justice, Wang Tong. The smile on his face was like a chrysanthemum.
At this moment, the black robe he was wearing had black water patterns engraved on it, which signified that he was a rank 1 official.
"This is called standing on the right side. I have long seen that Nephew Chen is extraordinary." A fat Sun Fugui also squeezed over.
He was originally a wealthy country's Minister of Finance, and now that he was bestowed the title of King, his status was even higher.
"Chu Huaiyuan has committed many evil deeds, colluded with foreign enemies, and was killed by the White Robe Immortal! This time, the Chen Nation has been reborn anew. We must work together to build this country. We absolutely must not make the mistakes we made before! "
An old man wearing a robe made of water clouds was standing in front of them. Hearing the discussions behind him, he turned his head and spoke in a serious tone. One could tell from his appearance that he was Di Zhi Mao, the man who had extended his hand for the common people.
At this moment, Di Jianmao had already been conferred the title of Crown Prince Grand Preceptor. He was a hereditary duke, and was ranked first among the hundreds of officials. His status was only second to Chen Tiexin in the country.
"What Lord Di said is right, we will definitely take care of this country in a neat and orderly manner. Wait for Nephew Chen to come back so that he can be shocked!" The few elders behind him looked at each other and smiled.
Many of the aristocrats had also visited the Chen Mansion before, and most of them had petitioned for the people in front of the Imperial Palace. The remaining members of Chu Huaiyuan's faction either became civilians or were sentenced to jail.
At this moment, all of the ministers who had made their fortune were dressed extravagantly, congratulating each other with faces full of joy …
Beside the square in front of the palace was a platform specially used for execution. At this moment, it was surrounded by several layers of commoners.
In front of the high platform, hundreds of remnants of the loyal soldiers were locked inside prison carts and marched through the streets for the public to see.
"Bah!" A trembling old woman walked up and spat on these people.
"You beasts have all died well, you are all natives of the country!"
"This bunch of Chu Huaiyuan's lackeys have done a lot of evil deeds in the past. It's great news that they were beheaded!"
Many of the surrounding commoners excitedly pointed at the rotten eggs and fruits in their hands as they threw them at their heads.
The soldiers in the parade all had ashen faces and bowed their heads, not daring to say a single word.
The carriage circled back to the platform, and the prisoners were already covered with filth after a round of parades.
"The time has come! "Kill!"
An official beside the stage shouted. Strength warriors who were standing on the stage with swords in their hands could not wait any longer and used all their strength to slash down.
A group of rebel soldiers was beheaded just like that …
"Good slash!"
"Awesome!"
Following the order of the beheading, the people in the audience burst into cheers …
"Brother Chen is so lucky. I can see that the country's strength is so strong. In the future, there will definitely be many talented people. In the future, Brother Chen will have his own work to do in the sect, so he can help a lot." Ye Zhangqing held a glass of wine and said a bit tipsy.
At this moment, Chen Fan, Ye Tianqing, Zhou Desheng, and Ye Luo were all sitting in an elegant restaurant, drinking wine. Not only was the scenery picturesque, but the palace could also be seen clearly.
"That's right, although Brother Chen is talented, but you must be tactful and live the life after you arrive at the sect. It is good to interact more with others, otherwise, you will only be excluded from the sect like us, and become a country resident immortal in this remote village."
Zhou Desheng had also drunk a lot of wine. At this moment, his face was full of drunkenness as he sighed emotionally.
Chen Fan hurriedly agreed. As a person who had experienced two lifetimes, how could he not know about this clever way of living? Looking at these two drunk old men made him feel touched.
Sometimes, they would rather just get drunk. If it wasn't for the fact that they had controlled the circulation of the spiritual energy in their body, the wine in the mortal world would never make those of the Xiantian realm uncomfortable.
"That's right. Nephew Chen, that daughter of mine will follow you the entire way. You have to take good care of her for me."
Ye Zhangqing raised his head all of a sudden with a mysterious smile on his face.
"Of course!" Chen Fan smiled as he raised his wine glass. Ye Luoluo was a man who cared deeply about him. He had long treated Ye Luoluo as his own sister, and he would never let her suffer.
"Humph!"
Ye Luoluo was sitting next to Chen Fan, pouring wine for him. When he heard his father's words, he immediately turned away bashfully with a blush on his cheeks.
"Old dog Ye, just because you have a beautiful daughter …"
Zhou Desheng saw that Chen Fan had readily agreed. Obviously, he was on good terms with Ye Louluo, and his heart was filled with jealousy and indignation.
"Brother Ye!" Junior brother Zhou! We want to meet little friend Chen Fan! "
Right at this moment, a loud shout could be heard from the outside. It was so powerful that it transformed into a gust of wind that howled through the entire Chu Country.
The three cultivators turned into three streaks of light of different colors, flying over from the distant horizon with incomparable power.
When the people on the streets heard this loud noise, they were so shocked by it that they all raised their heads to look at the sky while enduring the howling wind.
"Look!" "An Immortal!"
"It's actually three Immortals coming at the same time!"
"According to what they said, they have come to find us, the white-robed Immortals!"
A yellow stream of light approached the restaurant and slowed down slowly. A fair, fat man, who was around 30 feet on his golden flying sword, revealed himself. He had a worried expression on his face.
The two streams of light behind him also slowed down and stopped outside the restaurant, revealing their original appearances.
On the left side, there was a gloomy horse-faced man. The two azure wings on his back shook rapidly, while on the right side, a bearded tiger-eyed man stood on a fiery red flying sword with an anxious expression on his face.
"You are!?" Chen Fan looked out from the inside, and when he saw the three people he had never seen before, a puzzled expression appeared on his face.
I am the resident cultivator of the Qin Nation, Zhu Family! We specially came to congratulate you, young friend Chen, on entering the sect! "
The fair and chubby man steered his flying sword and stopped outside the restaurant. His gaze was tightly locked onto Chen Fan's body. As he spoke, he took out a small golden hammer and said with a smile,
"Brother Chen is indeed a phoenix among men. I have heard of your great name since I was far away in the Qin Nation. I saw that you were indeed famous today. This hammer is a treasure that I have refined for many years. Today, I will gift it to you!"
"I'm Ma Fei, the cultivator that lives in the country of Qi and is here to congratulate you, my little friend!" The gloomy face man forced out a smile and passed over a glittering cyan colored treasure pill with the immortal crane and other auspicious signs on it.
"I am the resident cultivator of Zhao, Wang Meng. I am also here to congratulate you on your Heaven Spiritual Root!"
The bearded man spoke in a low and muffled voice. At this moment, he simply rubbed his head and handed over a fiery red ore. There were faint shadows of various types of flames on the ore, making it appear extremely mystical.