Northwest prairie.
A tall man with a powerful figure wearing mink fur and a golden sword on his waist stood on the top of Yinshan Mountain. When he saw the strange situation in the south, his eyes showed excitement.
Beside him, the old high priest opened his old eyes. Unlike his ravaged face, which was full of solemnity, he said, "Great Khan, although things have happened in the Southern Kingdom, we still cannot take it lightly. King Jieli Khan also saw it back then. The southern country was weak and took advantage of the situation to attack, but it cost hundreds of thousands of young people in our grassland."
"Khan, think again, now is not the time for us to take action."
Hearing this, the young Khan looked at the high priest with dissatisfaction. King Jieli Khan was his grandfather. When the Zhou Dynasty was in decline, the vassal towns were divided, and disasters were rampant, his grandfather led the grassland tribes to invade the Central Plains. At first, they swept across the border areas and broke through several times. Ten cities, but not long after, they were defeated by the Great Zhou and almost lost their position as Khan.
After decades of hard work by his father, the grassland has barely regained its vitality and the population has become prosperous. Tuogu Khan will lead the tribe to conquer the Central Plains and roam the Southern Mountains.
With grandpa's lessons learned, how could he make the same mistake this time!
He looked at the clear blue sky, with infinite lofty ideals in his heart, "High Priest, you are worrying too much. The emperor of Zhou Dynasty is seriously ill. I heard that he needs to sacrifice people every day to survive. As long as he Once he dies, this great week will fall apart.”
"When the time comes, how can an incomplete Great Zhou be the opponent of my Prairie Eagle? As long as the old emperor dies, our chance will come!"
"Let's go! Go back to the Golden Tent!"
Immediately, he stretched out his fingers and blew in his mouth.
In the mountain forest, a snow-white silver wolf pricked up its ears and ran towards the top of the mountain, not even caring about the prey it had just killed on the ground.
At night, the tribes by the lake sing and dance, with bright bonfires.
Within the golden tent, figures swayed under the light of the fire. Tuogu Khan sat on the throne, the golden tiger skin was glowing with dark stripes, and the specially processed tiger head was placed on the ground, as if it were alive and dead. Stare at everyone here.
Everyone here is the leader of the major tribes on the grassland. They are all tall and exude a fierce temperament. The lamb was roasting on the bonfire, and the golden grease fell on the bonfire, making a "puff" and "puff" sound.
Today, they are here to remonstrate. They have been waiting for this day for a long time. Since their childhood, their parents and their parents have instilled in them the concept of returning to the Central Plains.
Therefore, something happened to the Great Zhou Dynasty, and all the great forces in the world could detect the weakening of the Great Zhou Dynasty. It was a scene that was weak to the core, even weaker than when the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty came to the throne more than seventy years ago.
Seeing the excited eyes of the leaders in the tent, Tuogu Khan could no longer hold back his excitement. He excitedly pulled out the sword from his waist, raised it high, and shouted, "The Zhou Dynasty was unruly, and the artifact was out of place." , the time for our grassland to prosper is finally coming, and it won’t be long before we can lead the tribe’s men to the Central Plains and let the world be our pasture.”
"Kill to the Central Plains and make the world a pasture." The people in the tent stood up together, drew their weapons, and shouted loudly, their eyes full of bloodthirsty and fanaticism.
This day was finally what they had been waiting for.
Within the tribe, the prairie warriors who were guarding outside couldn't help but shout in unison when they heard the voices of the people in the tent. They loudly greeted them. They had been yearning for the colorful world of the Central Plains for a long time.
Suddenly, the entire camp began to shout, and the sound was loud and spread dozens of miles away. Suddenly, an irresistible evil spirit surged into the sky, and the shadow of the silver wolf faintly condensed, looking up to the sky and roaring filial piety.
Although the tribes on the Saibei grassland were driven out of the Central Plains by the previous dynasty, they were almost interrupted by the troops sent by Emperor Shenwu. However, wolves are wolves and they want to eat meat. Even if the wounds have just healed, they cannot hide the bloodthirsty fanaticism in their bones. They have sharpened their knives and are craving for the sweetest blood.
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Thousands of miles high in the sky, the strong wind roared past, ecstasy eroding the bones, and even the monks shunned it. However, to the Yuanshen monks, these Gangfeng are nothing.
Su Ming stood on top of the golden-winged roc, his eyes glowing with golden light, overlooking the entire world. Under his discerning eye, the climate of various places gradually unfolded in his eyes.
Dragons and snakes rise from the ground, dragons and snakes mix together, grass pythons rise in the slightest, and the world is already heading for chaos!
It has been two days since he left Kunlun. On the way, he has been collecting information, some of which come from inner demons, some of which come from demonic thoughts lurking in the capital, all of which are different...
After summarizing the information he received, Su Ming shook his head and said with emotion, "I didn't expect that in just a few days, Dazhou would be in flames. That old guy is really capable of doing things."
"The Evil God"
When he left, although there were rumors in the capital, no one dared to act rashly due to the majesty of Emperor Shenwu who had been in power for sixty years. Even if the crown prince and King Qi were secretly adding fuel to the flames, the old emperor could still sit firmly on the Diaoyutai.
Even if the civil servants are disappointed with him, until there is no evidence, he is still the supreme being who can decide life and death with a single word.
However, evidence of his massacre of the people in Yongning City was left behind, and he made repeated mistakes. In this way, no matter how majestic he was and how many troops he had, it would be difficult to recover when the people's support was lost.
What's more, massacring a city is so ruthless. It is still unknown whether the generals on the border of the Great Zhou Dynasty have ulterior motives. It can be said that this time, he is destined not to come to power.
The best case scenario is to abdicate in favor of someone worthy of his position and live in seclusion in the palace.
At this moment, various thoughts emerged in Su Ming's mind, and finally they turned into a long sigh, "The skinny camel is bigger than the horse, the centipede insect is dead but not stiff, the great Zhou Dynasty has not yet perished."
It is true that his purpose is to absorb the fortune of the Great Zhou Dynasty and enshrine it for himself, but in this situation, the building is about to collapse, and it is extremely difficult to turn the tide.
There are many grass pythons in the world, so it is not impossible to choose one of them and transform into a dragon.
However, the shell of Dazhou is still there, and it would be too costly to start over again. The world has changed drastically, and there are countless opportunities every moment, especially the chance of transcendence, which is what every Yuanshen monk longs for.
Therefore, he gave up the idea. After all, it was easiest to enter the market through borrowing money.
One day later, Su Ming returned to Tianshu Pavilion and asked Feng Wuya to return to the Imperial Master's Mansion. Xiaobai was still there. During this period, Feng Wuya taught him to develop a lot of blood in his body, and he was able to cross the distance. The catastrophe of the soul is not far away either.
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The Hall of Nourishing Heart.
"Ahem~"
A slight coughing sound resounded in the hall. Although it was undetectable, it made the palace maid standing by extremely excited. "Your Majesty is awake, Your Majesty is awake!"
The urgent voice woke up Empress Chen from her deep sleep. For the past few days, she had been fully clothed as an escort at Zaoyangxin Palace and personally served the old emperor to take medicine.
In just a few days, she looked much older. Most of her originally gray hair had turned gray, and the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes had become deeper.
At first, she was a little unhappy when she heard the maid's call, but after hearing the content clearly, her whole body suddenly became excited, and she quickly got up and came to the dragon bed.
She saw that the old emperor's eyelids were half drooped, and a pair of eyes were staring at her unblinking, which made her feel a little chilly.
"Your Majesty, you are finally awake." A cry of joy rang out, and two lines of clear tears flowed from Empress Chen's cheeks. She grabbed the old emperor's old hand and put it in her palm, stroking it constantly.
"Zitong, don't worry, I'm fine, cough." Before he could finish speaking, he started coughing again. At some point, the chief manager, Cao Yuchen, also came to the bed, with his head lowered and very inconspicuous.
Emperor Shenwu gently squeezed Queen Chen's hand, glanced around, and saw Cao Yuchen on the side of the tent. His brows relaxed slightly, "Cao Daban, ordered everyone below to evacuate. This is not the first time. There is no such thing." It is necessary to mobilize troops and mobilize people."
"Yes, Your Majesty." Cao Yuchen still lowered his head, responded, and slowly retreated.
"You should also step back." He ordered as his eyes swept over the maids in the palace without leaving any trace.
"My slave, please leave." Several palace maids subconsciously looked at Queen Chen, bowed and said a long blessing, and left quietly. At this moment, there were only the old emperor and Queen Chen in the hall.
Empress Chen helped him sit up, put a pillow behind him for support, and fed him another bowl of gruel. The old emperor just said, "Zitong, why aren't the eldest and second eldest ones here?"
The soft words made Queen Chen's heart skip a beat, and she quickly replied, "Xian'er and Nian'er were both at the front to stabilize the court situation. Only then did I take care of you. This was what I ordered them to do. Your Majesty, if you want to blame me, blame me." I can do well alone."
Unexpectedly, instead of being angry, the old emperor showed a smile on his face and said, "I am fine to begin with, but they are just watching here. The situation in the court is in a mess, and it is hard for them both."
"Is there nothing going on in the capital these days?"
"Your Majesty, everything is fine and nothing major happened."
"Has the Imperial Preceptor returned?" Suddenly, the old emperor said this out of the blue. Empress Chen was slightly stunned, "No, no news has come back since the Imperial Preceptor left the capital."
"If he comes back, call him over as soon as possible. I have something to do with him."
"Your Majesty, please rest first. I will make arrangements for you now."
At this time, the old emperor began to look at Empress Chen carefully. When he saw her exhaustion that could not be concealed by her exquisite makeup and her half-white hair, he felt warm in his heart and said, "Zitong, you are tired too. Go and have a good rest. These little things Tell Qin Daban to do it, be careful if my body recovers and yours collapses again."
"Your Majesty, don't worry. I'll spare it for you, my concubine." After saying this, Empress Chen's eyes turned red and she almost cried again. She had not heard such tender words for a long time.
"Concubine, please retire."
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Not long after Queen Chen left, the chief steward Cao Yuchen appeared quietly in front of the dragon bed and said, "Your Majesty, the guards have all withdrawn."
"My companion, what happened in the court after I fell into coma?" At this moment, Emperor Shenwu swept away the previous decline, and his brows were full of majesty, like a sick tiger, still with fierce power.
"Your Majesty, the ministers in the court did not do anything, but something went wrong in that matter."
"A mistake?" Emperor Shenwu frowned, and a stern look appeared in his old eyes. In an instant, the atmosphere in the palace suddenly became thicker, and an invisible power swept through the surroundings.
In just a moment, Cao Yuchen's body bent deeper, "The county guard Tang Mingzhao defected to the Demon Cult. The secret guard's plan failed, all the materials obtained were lost, and evidence was left behind, which is very detrimental to us."
"Bastard!" There was a hint of frustration in the furious voice. Emperor Shenwu didn't expect that he had worked so hard to let the Demon Cult take the blame, but he actually got himself involved.
He thought again that he had been unconscious before, and the anger he was filled with instantly turned cold. The matter was now at this point, and it was useless to say anything. The top priority now was to quickly eliminate the negative impact of this incident.
In just a moment, Emperor Shenwu figured out the key point. The rumors had been very detrimental to him before, and now it was like this again. It was such a troubled year.
Immortality, why is immortality so difficult!
"According to the decree of the cabinet, in the northwest, Yongning City and the three surrounding counties will be tax-free and taxed for one year. However, Yang Jiren, the governor of the three areas, did not do his job well. As a result, Yongning City was destroyed by demons. He was dismissed from his post, investigated, and escorted to Beijing."
In the northwest, the court had to express something when such a big mistake was made. As for the evidence of the Demonic Cult, the court just refused to admit it. At that time, he only issued an oral order, and no one else knew about it except those who carried out the order.
Just find a scapegoat to give the people of the world an explanation. After all, the emperor represents heaven and can never make mistakes. Even if he is wrong, it is the mistakes of the ministers below.
Moreover, he must not admit this matter. Once he admits it, the people of Da Zhou will be completely dissatisfied. As long as those people believe that the reason why so many people died in Yongning City is the work of the demon sect and the ministers below. Inadequacy is enough.
It was just the Demon Sect. Thinking of the Demon Sect, he frowned again. As one of the three major sects in the world of immortality, the strength of the Demon Sect naturally goes without saying.
But this time the demon sect cut off his hair, so he could only tolerate this loss of muteness for the time being. When he thought of the crystal-clear, round and life-extending elixir, his heart started to bleed.
This time, he lost at least several furnaces of elixirs, enough to extend his life for two or three years. Now, they are all gone. Moreover, if this matter comes out, it will be difficult for him to collect alchemy materials in the future.
But one can only do two, but not three. If something like this happens again, it will be a huge blow to the court and his credibility. Therefore, even if it was physical pain, he had to endure it for the time being.
Outside the palace, Su Ming's eyes swept over the Cultivation Heart Palace in a vague way, and he was stunned in his heart. Even though he had expected it, he was still frightened when he saw the miserable appearance of the Luck Divine Dragon.
The current Great Zhou Qi Luck is several times weaker than before. The huge body has shrunk a lot, and the sea of auspicious clouds has also evaporated a lot. The dark energy of people's resentment flows in Shenlong's body, which is extremely evil.
