allonlinenovel Chapter 135 You Are Not Qualified
Chapter 135 You Are Not Qualified
At night, the stars are shining and the moon is high in the sky.
Haiyue, Ming Shiyin and others appeared silently a hundred meters above Chang'an City.
"action......"
Haiyue turned her head and glanced at Ming Shiyin with a cold tone.
Ming Shiyin nodded slightly, spread out his palm, and a small magic core covered with golden light appeared in his hand.
Ming Shiyin recited the incantation silently, and the 108 districts of Chang'an City seemed to be suddenly summoned by an ancient power. Countless divine lights shot up into the sky and reached the clouds.
The divine light swept away the clouds and directly illuminated the entire Chang'an City, making the city shrouded in darkness instantly become as bright as day.
"What the hell, what is this thing?"
"Why are there so many divine lights suddenly rising in the streets of Chang'an City?"
"I don't know, maybe some god got angry?"
"horrible....."
This sudden scene immediately attracted the attention of all the people in the neighborhood.
The sacred place of the imperial palace, the Palace of Heavenly Purity.
The people who were drinking were also attracted by the sudden burst of brilliant light. They all turned their heads curiously and began to discuss in low voices.
"How come Chang'an City suddenly became as bright as day?"
"Could this be some kind of plot by the Empress?"
"It's really possible. Apart from the Empress, it seems that no one else can do this..."
Listening to the discussions around her, the most confused person was Wu Zetian. A trace of surprise flashed across her exquisite and flawless face. She had never planned such a backup plan before.
Almost subconsciously, Wu Zetian looked directly at Jiang Mingche, wanting him to go out and check the situation.
At this moment, Jiang Mingche narrowed his eyes slightly, drank his wine by himself, and no one knew what he was thinking.
"Lord Regent, please go check what's going on..."
Wu Zetian spoke slowly, in a very polite tone.
Now, she can no longer order Jiang Mingche to do anything for her...Although it seems very sad, this is the truth.
Jiang Mingche drank the wine in the glass, nodded slightly, stood up from his seat and walked towards the corridor.
After waiting for such a long time, Haiyue finally showed up.
Since this woman dared to come, he would make sure she never came back.
When he came out of the corridor, with a thought, the Jinghong Sword appeared directly in his hand.
With a leap, Jiang Mingche's figure appeared directly in the void a hundred meters away.
As the divine light faded away, everyone could see clearly what was happening above the void.
Jiang Mingche was dressed in a black robe and stood holding a sword.
The black robe fluttered in the evening breeze.
Opposite, a woman in a blue dress stood opposite.
The long skirt was slit to the calf, revealing the smooth and white calf skin.
A colorful butterfly fluttered its wings around the woman, which was magnificent.
The shrimp line starting from the lower jaw is extremely conspicuous, adding a unique beauty to this cool fairy walking on the moon.
Behind the woman were three men, one wearing a ghost mask, one wearing a top hat, and the other wearing a peony robe.
Seeing this, Wu Zetian's pupils suddenly shrank.
She didn't know the man wearing the ghost mask, but she knew the other two.
It was Marco Polo and the Peony Alchemist Ming Shiyin who were rescued from the Tianlao in Chang'an City by a mysterious force some time ago.
Since these two people have come, the identity of this woman is self-evident: the Moon-descended priestess, Haiyue.
The woman that Jiang Mingche had mentioned to her several times, the woman who would do anything to resurrect Di Jun.
"Go and call the Grand Marshal to come and help the Regent in the battle."
While her mind raced, Wu Zetian gave instructions directly to Shangguan Wan'er who was standing beside her.
As an ancient priest, Haiyue's cultivation is unfathomable.
As one of the strongest fighters under Emperor Jun, Haiyue's cultivation in ancient times had already reached the level of a peerless king, infinitely close to the two god kings Nuwa and Emperor Jun.
Although Jiang Mingche was equally evil, Wu Zetian did not think that Jiang Mingche would be a match for this woman.
Haiyue had been silent for more than half a year, and no one knew how much strength this priest had recovered, so Wu Zetian had to be cautious.
"Yes......"
Shangguan Wan'er responded and left the Qianqing Palace in a hurry.
Shangguan Wan'er had already realized the seriousness of the matter. She had never seen Wu Zetian look so solemn, as if facing a formidable enemy.
As the unrivaled empress of the Tang Dynasty, Wu Zetian always looked calm even when faced with a huge crisis.
But today, because of the appearance of a woman, the other party became so fearful.
Shangguan Wan'er also felt a little heavy in her heart and couldn't help but quicken her pace.
Outside the gate of Daming Palace, Miyamoto Musashi, who was quietly admiring the moon while holding two swords, also noticed the movement in the sky.
He looked up at the sky, and when he saw Macropo and Ming Shiyin, Miyamoto Musashi's eyes narrowed and he understood what had happened.
Without any hesitation, Miyamoto Musashi jumped.
Within a few breaths, Miyamoto Musashi's figure appeared directly beside Jiang Mingche.
After his cultivation broke through to the diamond realm, flying in the air and walking on air were no longer a big deal to him.
"Master Sikong."
After Shangguan Wan'er left the Qianqing Palace, she hurried to the surrounding side halls.
Sikong Zhen and Di Renjie were drinking and chatting with the civil and military officials on behalf of Wu Zetian, creating a very lively scene.
Shangguan Wan'er came in a hurry, breaking the lively atmosphere in the side hall.
Everyone in the court knew that Shangguan Wan'er was Wu Zetian's personal maid.
Since the other party looked so hurried, something big must have happened.
The atmosphere in the side hall became eerily quiet and silent.
The civil and military officials looked at each other and began to guess in their hearts.
"Miss Wan'er, what happened?"
Sikong Zhen put down the wine glass in his hand and asked with some confusion. He rarely saw such an anxious expression on the other person's face.
"Your Majesty asked Lord Sikong to go to the night sky to help the Regent..."
"The woman who rescued Marco Polo is here again..."
Shangguan Wan'er organized her words and then told the story slowly and steadily. Her words were full of anxiety and her face was filled with worry.
Although Wu Zetian did not say it explicitly, Shangguan Wan'er had already guessed the figure of that woman.
He is the mysterious man who quietly rescued Marco Polo from the prison some time ago.
He was able to avoid the eyes and ears of the Empress, Jiang Mingche, and Sikong Zhen and rescue Marco Polo from the heavily guarded Sky Prison.
It is not difficult to imagine that this woman's cultivation must be extremely terrifying.
Although she was absolutely confident in Jiang Mingche's ability, she couldn't help but feel a little worried.
After all, Jiang Mingche has grown up in such a short period of time. It has only been more than half a year from the time he first came to prominence to now.
"The mysterious woman who rescued Marco Polo?"
After hearing Shangguan Wan'er's words, Sikong Zhen frowned deeply.
At this moment, he had realized the seriousness of the matter. Without any hesitation, he stood up and left the hall.
Jiang Mingche is a rising star and the hope for the future of the Tang Dynasty.
Such a rare person appeared in the Tang Dynasty, and no one wanted to see him die early.
He had also guessed the identity of the mysterious woman that Shangguan Wan'er mentioned, the Moon-descended priestess Haiyue.
When Sikong Zhen was chatting privately with Jiang Mingche, he also heard the other party talk about some of these things.
At that time, Jiang Mingche also said that when Haiyue found five people with the True King's Mark and wanted Di Jun to locate the coordinates of the King's Continent, he would let him take action together with him.
Use the power of thunder together to stop Haiyue's crazy plan.
Jiang Mingche told him that once Di Jun was resurrected in the King's Continent, it would bring a devastating disaster to the King's Continent.
Having been imprisoned and sealed by Nuwa for tens of thousands of years, Di Jun had accumulated countless resentments in his heart.
Looking up at the situation in the night sky, Sikong Zhen leaped and appeared directly beside Jiang Mingche.
"Your Majesty..."
"Why are you two here?"
Jiang Mingche looked back at Sikong Zhen and Miyamoto Musashi, feeling a little surprised.
Originally in his plan, he could deal with Haiyue alone, but he didn't expect Sikong Zhen and Miyamoto Musashi would come to help him at this time.
"As the prince's subordinate, I should help him fight..."
Miyamoto Musashi said in a deep voice, and directly drew out the two swords at his waist, ready to fight at any time.
"It was His Majesty who asked me to come and lend a helping hand to the prince..."
Sikong Zhen explained and also exerted the power of the Five Thunder Drums.
Countless thunders began to surround him, and the sound of thunder resounded through the sky.
"In that case, let me deal with this woman, and you just help me deal with the other trash..."
Jiang Mingche nodded slightly, glanced at Ming Shiyin and others behind Haiyue, and said lightly.
Ming Shiyin was restrained by Sikong Zhen, so Miyamoto Musashi was more than enough to defeat the two useless people, Macropo and Wei Ye.
Jiang Mingche's voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone present.
Ming Shiyin frowned slightly, but didn't say much.
Having lived for hundreds of years, he still has some self-cultivation. It is impossible for him to be broken down by Jiang Mingche's sarcasm.
Wei Ye on the side was a little uneasy. He spoke in a gloomy tone and clenched his fists tightly together.
"Jiang Mingche, don't go too far."
Lord Haiyue is still here, and this guy dares to mock me like this. How will Lord Haiyue view me?
"After such a long time, your cultivation is still at platinum level. If you are not a waste, then what are you?"
Jiang Mingche showed a disdainful smile on his face, with a tone full of sarcasm.
"you......"
Wei Ye was so angry at Jiang Mingche's words, but he was unable to refute him.
Because just as Jiang Mingche said, his cultivation is still at the platinum level...
Haiyue glanced at Ming Shiyin and saw Ming Shiyin nodded slightly, indicating that the chess game had been decided. Then she turned her gaze back to Jiang Mingche.
He spoke in a cold tone, full of murderous intent.
"Jiang Mingche..."
"You have ruined my plans several times and ruined my plan to resurrect Lord Di Jun..."
"Today... let's settle old scores together."
"I will make you pay a heavy price."
"You are not qualified enough."
Jiang Mingche glanced at Haiyue calmly, his face expression calm.