si-mexico Chapter 144: God fails to fulfill his wishes
Chapter 144: God fails to fulfill his wishes
As Bei Yunting said this, Ji Chilian personally lit the talisman wrapped around the feather arrow.
With flames blazing, Ji Chilian drew his bow and arrow, all in one go!
The bright sunlight poured on the city wall, and Ji Chilian's silver armor was emitting a clear and sharp light in the sunlight.
As soon as he made a move, the whole audience fell silent and countless eyes fell on him.
This also includes Yi Qianhuan.
She had never seen anyone who could shoot arrows with such perfect movements. As soon as Ji Chilian made a move, he suppressed the countless voices that questioned him.
Not only that, she also clearly saw the faint smile on Ji Chilian's lips.
Even in such a difficult situation, this man can still remain absolutely calm.
A teasing light flashed across his eyes, and Ji Chilian finally let go and shot an arrow!
The flames drew a long arc in the air and hit the gold and silver rings in front of everyone's gaze!
Click-!
Along with a crisp sound, the gold and silver rings shattered, and the flames on the feather arrows fell to the ground, igniting the entire formation!
boom--!
Intense flames emanated from the ancient formation. The rising flames were even higher than a person. The scorching waves swept out, easily burning a person's cheeks!
"Good!" Bei Yunting sat on the dragon throne and looked at Ji Chilian with admiration in his eyes, "You are worthy of being the supervisor I personally selected. You really didn't disappoint me!"
As Bei Yunting said this, everyone present sighed in unison.
"What a high flame! I remember that five years ago, the Imperial Master shot the arrows and it took him three attempts to succeed. Moreover, the flame that came out was not even half as high as the Governor's!"
"The higher the flames rise, the more heroes we have awakened, and the better the results of the test will be!"
"I heard that this time the Imperial Master originally wanted to compete with the Supervisor for the position, but fortunately the Emperor overruled all opposition and gave the position to the Supervisor."
"It's fine if the national master's mystical arts are not as good as Yi Qianhuan's, but Duke Du is not a mystical arts master either, so how come he is better than the national master in every aspect?"
Baili Ting, who was sitting in his seat, heard the whispers coming from the audience and almost crushed the armrest of the chair under him.
It's so infuriating.
He was already feeling very dissatisfied because Ji Chilian had taken away his position as supervisor.
He hoped that Ji Chilian would make a fool of himself, but he didn't expect that not only did Ji Chilian not make a fool of himself, but he even did better than he imagined!
Baili Ting secretly made a note of Ji Chilian in his heart, and forced himself to put on a happy expression: "It is the emperor who has a keen eye for talent, so he gave the position of supervisor to the Duke of Du."
"It seems that the fate of the Dugong is also very noble. I will feel more at ease in the future if I have such a person working beside my brother." Bei Zhanye smiled at Bei Yunting and said, "My brother, if you have any important matters in the future, you can actually let the Dugong do it. In this way, I can resign the position of regent as soon as possible."
"Ji Chilian is still young, and there will be plenty of opportunities for her to hone her skills in the future. You are my confidant, and no one can replace you." Bei Yunting glanced at Bei Zhanye while speaking, and there was a more meaningful smile in his eyes.
When Bei Zhanye heard Bei Yunting say this, he just smiled faintly and did not continue the topic.
Everything he said came from his heart.
Ever since he experienced a life-and-death event, he really has no interest in a high position anymore.
He just wants to be with his family and spend his old age in peace.
However, Bei Yunting was always reluctant to let him leave.
Thinking of discussing this topic later, Bei Zhanye changed the subject: "Brother, you can let the princes start the test first."
So far, most of the princes in the palace have reached adulthood, and only three princes are of the right age to be tested.
Bei Yunting turned his head and looked at the princes not far away.
The Thirteenth Prince, the Seventeenth Prince, and the Eighteenth Prince stepped forward one by one and lined up outside the formation.
Ji Chilian watched this scene from a distance and took the list handed to him by Lin Tong.
"Thirteenth Prince, Bei Xiangchen, the test begins."
Yi Qianhuan saw that the Thirteenth Prince looked serious and slowly stood on the formation.
There was a roar from the formation, and the swirling flames on it rolled, but they only surrounded the Thirteenth Prince, with no intention of getting close to him.
Seeing this scene, Thirteenth Prince's eyes were filled with deep disappointment.
The people below sighed and started to discuss: "Even the Heroic Flames are unwilling to surround the Thirteenth Prince, which shows that the Thirteenth Prince has no talent."
"The Thirteenth Prince started to learn at the age of three and has always been diligent in his studies, but he can't even get the blessing of the heroic spirit?"
"The heroes in the formation were all capable people in Yunzhao Country when they were alive. The tester can only achieve great success if he can make these heroes admire him. This is not something that everyone can do."
"The princes are all born with royal blood. Even they can't do it, let alone others."
Sighs were heard one after another in the crowd, and everyone present felt that this year's conference was held in vain.
Soon, the Thirteenth Prince stepped down, and the Seventeenth Prince and the Eighteenth Prince came on stage to be tested.
But in the end the result was the same, none of the three princes were recognized by the heroes.
The Queen Mother sat firmly on the Phoenix Chair and sighed: "If the national god can be born into the royal family, then the throne can be passed directly to the national god in the future. It will be a hundred benefits for Yunzhao Kingdom without any harm. It's a pity that the sky does not fulfill people's wishes..."
Bei Yunting also had a look of regret in his eyes, and he comforted the Queen Mother, saying, "The children of the princes have not yet been tested, so you don't have to worry. Even if the national god comes from another family, as long as the national god is willing to bless Yun Zhao, our country will still prosper."
The Queen Mother then revealed a smile and nodded to Bei Yunting, "The Emperor is right."
"Let's continue the test." Bei Yunting looked at Ji Chilian.
Ji Chilian continued to read out the names of other princes' sons and princesses.
The prince and princesses came on stage and were tested one by one.
Unfortunately, the results were not satisfactory.
Seeing that everyone returned disappointed, Yi Qianhuan was not worried that her son would be sad because of this incident.
After all, Mo Bao had no interest in the national god at all.
Yi Qianhuan thought about it and looked at Yi Mobao.
Surprisingly, Yi Qianhuan saw a dull expression on Yi Mobao's face.
It seemed as if his entire soul had been sucked away, and Yi Mobao stared blankly at the roiling flames on the formation.
"Mobao?" Yi Qianhuan sat up straight, feeling the strange aura lingering around Yi Mobao.
Yi Mobao stood completely motionless, staring quietly at the formation. He could see tumbling figures in the billowing flames.
The figures were of the same color, wearing clothes from different eras and dressed in different styles. There were weak scholars and strong generals. They were like a group of phantoms that kept appearing in front of him.
At first, Yi Mobao thought it was all an illusion.
Until these phantoms stretched out their hands, as if beckoning him to come over.
Yi Mobao was completely oblivious to anything else around him. He stretched out his hand, trying to grab those phantoms.
He didn't notice that he was walking towards the formation. Just when Yi Mobao felt that he was about to touch the flames surrounding the formation, a hand blocked in front of him and stopped his movement.
His figure was in a trance for a moment, and Yi Mobao looked up and saw a Jinyiwei.
"Are you Helian Ziyu?" The Jinyiwei looked at Yi Mobao and compared it with the portrait in his hand.
Yi Mobao finally reacted and suddenly realized how ridiculous his actions just now were.
Why did he want to actively approach the formation?
He is not interested in becoming a national god!
Yi Mobao subconsciously took two steps back, keeping a certain distance from the formation.
"I'm not Helian Ziyu." As he said that, Yi Mobao had already come behind Helian Ziyu.