blogombal Chapter 1918 Mysterious Light Illuminates People
Chapter 1918 Mysterious Light Illuminates People
When Yin Changxing uttered those words, which were so light yet subtly assertive, the Crown Prince noticed that quite a few ministers quietly took two steps back.
Some people lowered their heads, afraid of meeting Yin Changxing's gaze.
That's so cowardly...
The crown prince found it both amusing and somewhat helpless.
He certainly didn't want all the officials of the Great Zhou to be so cowardly.
It's normal for something to be meaningful, and there's nothing wrong with raising objections. As long as they dare to raise them and do so with reason and evidence, he might even support them.
What's going on here?
Fortunately, the Yu family's in-laws, who seemed to be surnamed Chi, gritted their teeth and stepped forward.
As soon as he stepped out, many people immediately perked up.
Someone's taken the lead! That's good. They all want to see how the person from the First Mystic Sect can prove themselves.
"The First Mystic Sect has been gone for so many years, and we've never heard of anyone claiming to be its successor. Even if someone were, they'd have to specify which generation of the sect leader's disciple they are, right? May I ask, Sect Leader Yin, which generation of the sect leader are you...?"
Before he could finish speaking, Yin Changxing said calmly, "I am the first sect leader."
"puff!"
Lord Chi couldn't help but burst out laughing, which made him less nervous.
"Isn't that nonsense? How could the former sect leader of the First Mystic Sect be alive now? Even if he were, how old would he be? You look no more than forty."
"I have inherited his entire legacy." Yin Changxing said, taking out a token from his pocket, holding it up, and turning it around so that everyone could see it.
“I dreamt of his entire life, as if I had lived it myself. So, he is me, and I am him. Do you have a problem with that?”
Yin Changxing had considered whether to present himself as his original identity or as the successor of the First Mystic Sect. After thinking it over, he decided to present himself as his original identity.
He will be more persuasive when it comes to anything in the future.
Moreover, the more mysterious the colors painted on him, the more awe people felt towards him.
It will be more convenient for him to protect his disciples in the future.
Anyway, he already knew about the past of the First Mystic Sect, and he could answer any questions asked of him.
“This is the First Xuanmen Sect Master’s Token,” Yin Changxing said. “There used to be a slot on the pillar outside this main hall of the Imperial Palace where this Sect Master’s Token could be inserted. Some of you should still remember this, right?”
The old Duke's expression changed, and he stepped forward to examine the sect leader's token closely.
"That's right, the position where the sect leader's token is embedded is on the Heavenly Pillar. In the beginning, the sect leader of the First Xuanmen would occasionally attend court and on a few occasions help to calculate the fate of the nation, so the sect leader's token would be embedded in the Heavenly Pillar."
Yin Changxing glanced at him.
"You still remember these things. Then you should also remember that after the sect leader's token is embedded, the sect leader himself needs to inject a trace of spiritual power for the mystical light to appear."
"That's right!"
The old Duke was originally a royalist. As a royalist, he also respected the First Mystic Sect, which had always protected the Great Zhou Dynasty, and was naturally one of the people who hoped for its reconstruction.
Hearing Yin Changxing say this now, he got excited.
"Then please come out of the palace and try!"
"Your Highness, if this expert can make this sect leader's token glow with mysterious light, this old minister will trust him!"
The Crown Prince and the others did not expect the old Duke to step forward. With him saying so, it saved them a lot of trouble.
After all, most of the people who had met the leader of the First Mystic Sect were no longer alive. If these ministers insisted on not believing it and didn't know about such a thing, they would have to put in some effort to prove that they were indeed unaware of it.
Lu Zhaoling was prepared that if many people didn't believe her, she would just summon the ghost messengers right here.
Let all the civil and military officials see a ghost.
However, now that there is this method recognized by the old country, it saves a lot of trouble.
"Then let's leave the hall."
Everyone followed them out of the main hall.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Lord Chen slipped over to Lu Zhaoling's side and asked, "Your Highness, what is Xuan Guang like?"
"Lord Chen will see it soon," Lu Zhaoling said helplessly. Why does Lord Chen always pause when he speaks to her?
It really doesn't fit his image.
"Oh, I'm really looking forward to it!" Lord Chen followed her and asked, "Why hasn't the Prince come?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he looked up and saw the Prince of Jin sitting next to the Heavenly Pillar outside.
It turns out that the Prince of Jin has arrived.
However, he did not enter the main hall. Instead, he had a palace servant bring over a soft couch and sat there lazily.
The sun hasn't come out yet. How can the prince get any sunlight sitting there?
Lord Chen dared not say such a thing.
“So Your Highness has arrived. Then this humble official will go and pay his respects to Your Highness,” Lord Chen said to Lu Zhaoling.
He didn't want to go over because the prince's gaze fell coldly on him, as if he had a problem with him getting close to the princess.
Lord Chen considered himself a very clever man, so he quickly went to pay his respects to Prince Jin.
With the Emperor absent and the Crown Prince on the Prince's side, Lord Chen was not afraid at all.
Even the Crown Prince quickly walked to the Prince of Jin's side after he came out.
"Uncle, how are you feeling?"
"nothing."
The Prince of Jin's gaze fell on Yin Changxing and his entourage. Seeing that they were wearing the same clothes for the first time, he thought they looked quite good.
The Heavenly Pillar is a stone pillar outside the main hall.
There's a groove above, but it's too high; you can't reach it by stretching your arm.
The man surnamed Chi looked up and said with a hint of sourness, "Since you're from the First Mystic Sect, you must have some mystical arts, right? You should be able to embed the token directly into it without having to send someone to bring a ladder, right?"
Someone echoed his words, "Yes, yes, if we need to move a ladder, it doesn't seem like such a big deal. I heard that the former leader of the First Mystic Sect possessed the art of controlling the wind..."
Before he could finish speaking, Yin Changxing moved and floated up as if gently lifted by a breeze.
They couldn't bring themselves to say what they wanted to say.
Everyone stared wide-eyed.
Yin Changxing reached out and pressed the token into the slot.
Perfect fit.
He felt a mix of emotions.
Unexpectedly, after so many years, he still had the opportunity to return here and embed the token into the Heavenly Pillar.
The First Mysterious Gate has thus reappeared in the world.
He reached out and slapped the token.
A faint white light, shimmering with a soft, dark silver glow, appeared on the token.
Everyone's eyes were glued to it.
They all looked up at that ray of light, feeling that it was incredibly sacred.
Such radiance made them momentarily forget what words could describe it.
Lu Zhaoling and Zhou Shiyue also looked at this ray of light.
Some memories were vaguely stirring in both of their minds.
"A mysterious light appears. The First Mystic Gate has returned."
Weng Songzhi said softly.