The Jingchao Bell was like a huge stone that suddenly fell from the sky. It fell into the originally calm lake in Jiuli City without any warning, and suddenly stirred up huge waves in Jiuli City.
Now in Jiuli City, ever since the Yunmeng Allied Forces arrived at the city, the people in the entire city seemed to have exploded into disaster. No matter men, women, old or young, they were all panicked and confused like ants on a hot pot.
Some evil forces on the street took advantage of this panic and went out to do evil, burning, killing, looting, and committing all kinds of evil, which made the already turbulent situation in Jiuli City even worse.
Before the Yunmeng coalition attacked the city, Jiuli City suddenly became a mess. The atmosphere of panic, helplessness, and fear filled the entire Jiuli City. These degenerate and decadent atmospheres turned into a large amount of evil energy. It permeated the entire Jiuli City.
Breathing in the evil spirit that filled the city, Amitabha rushed all the way to Jiuli Palace. At this moment, he felt more comfortable than ever before. He was full of energy and looked very excited, as if the goal he had been striving for all his life had suddenly been achieved.
Just as Amitabha was enjoying the pleasure brought to him by the continuous flow of evil energy, he suddenly realized that a large amount of evil energy in the city was disappearing somewhere at a speed he couldn't believe.
Things were strange. In order to find out the reason, Amitabha used his microscopic power to investigate carefully again.
Amitao finally discovered that it turned out that the evil spirit in the city was not really disappearing, but that it was being continuously absorbed by the Seven Evil Blood Refining Formation built by Patriarch Jiuli.
Amitao was very amazed at the power of the Seven Evils Blood Refining Formation in Jiuli City to absorb the evil spirit. He did not expect that the Seven Evils Blood Refining Formation actually contained such a large amount of energy and could destroy the entire city. All the large amounts of evil energy generated in a short period of time were absorbed away, and it was like a bottomless pit, still devouring the evil energy within a thousand miles.
Amitabha cast an evil look at the Seven Evils Blood Refining Formation, and said to himself meaningfully: "Swallow it! Devour it to your heart's content! In the end, all these evil spirits that you swallowed will be used by me, so that I have successfully mastered the most powerful Seven Evil Blood Refining Art in the world. At that time, I will become the most powerful person in the world. I am the only one in the three realms. No one can defeat me, and no one dares to disobey me. will."
What Mi Tuo didn't expect was that just when a large amount of evil energy poured into the Qisha Blood Refining Formation like a tide, in the Seven Evils Blood Refining Formation, the one hidden by Elder Haoran in the formation was revealed. The cyclone pill formed by condensing poisonous mirage energy - Mirage Poison Pill, is releasing a large amount of poisonous mirage energy into these evil evil spirits. The amount is slightly equivalent to that of those absorbed by the Seven Evils Blood Refining Formation. The evil spirit.
In less than half a stick of incense, all the civil and military officials in Jiuli City hurried to the main hall of Jiuli Palace under the urging of Jingchao Zhong.
The ministers rolled and crawled into the hall as if they were being chased by countless vicious dogs.
Before the ancestor of Jiuli arrived, a pot had already exploded in the main hall. The uninformed ministers learned from other ministers that the Yunmeng coalition army had arrived at the city and might attack Jiuli City and the Jiuli Palace at any time. , the current situation in Jiuli City is extremely dangerous and precarious, and there is a danger of the temple collapsing at any time.
After understanding the real situation, the minister's face suddenly turned pale, as if he saw the god of death coming, just as they stretched out their claws to threaten their lives. The breath of death made them almost breathless.
While the central ministers were chattering and arguing about the current situation, Patriarch Jiuli quickly walked up to the throne amidst Song Yunhe's loud greeting.
From the steps of Patriarch Jiuli, it was not difficult for the ministers to infer that Patriarch Jiuli was as frightened and at a loss as they were at this time, which made the timid ministers even more unsure.
Ancestor Jiuli sat down. Although the looks of horror on the faces of all the ministers in the hall did not change, the chattering and chatter suddenly fell silent. The whole hall suddenly became silent and unusually quiet.
The ministers were silent, and Patriarch Jiuli had no choice but to speak in advance to break the situation that should not be so silent at this time.
The ancestor of Jiuli said to the ministers: "When the Jingchao bell rings, Jiuli City is in danger. Either the master dies, or he rebels against the king. I believe everyone still remembers what the Jingchao bell means, 'either the master dies, or he rebels against the king.' Now I am still standing in front of you. Since your master is not dead yet, you must already know why the alarm bell rang." Ancestor Jiuli then said emotionally: "Yes, Jiu Li There is a rebel king in Li City. To say that he is a rebel king is to praise him. There is a rebel bandit in Jiuli City." Jiuli Patriarch pointed to the direction of the Yunmeng coalition forces outside the main hall and said: "At this moment, The Yanlong rebels of the Yunmeng clan and the rabble from the 81 clans of Jiuli have already arrived at our Jiuli City. It seems that they will soon invade our Jiuli City. All the creatures in Tutan City will not be affected for a long time. , they will rush into the Jiuli Palace, and day and night, we monarchs and ministers will become prisoners of the rebellious ministers and traitors outside the city." The ancestor of Jiuli continued in a low tone: "The reason why I rang the alarm bell is, I have summoned you ministers and generals here just to hear your strategies for defeating the enemy and to listen to your high-pitched speeches."
As soon as Jiuli Patriarch finished speaking, the ministers who sat down began to express their opinions and debate heatedly. The entire Jiuli Palace hall began to become chaotic again.
"Reporting to your Majesty, Wei Chen believes that now the Yunmeng Allied Forces have arrived at the city, and the enemy is outnumbered. Our army is obviously at a disadvantage. It will be a matter of time for the enemy to break through Jiuli City. Now that the result has been determined, Wei Chen believes that we will not We should make unnecessary sacrifices again, only to increase the number of souls who kill in vain..."
As soon as the minister said this, he was interrupted and insulted by other ministers: "Old man, shut up, my king and people in Jiuli City are people like you who are greedy for life and afraid of death. Even if the king and his ministers die for the country, even if they are Death, all the people and ministers of Jiuli City would rather die than become slaves to the subjugation of the country. I believe that all the subjects of Jiuli City are willing to join the king in resisting the enemy outside the city.
Even if we end up dying on the battlefield, as kings and ministers, we will not live up to our seven-foot-long manhood. Even if we go to hell, we will live up to the ancestors of Jiuli City and all the people of Jiuli City. At least we will not The people of Jiuli City have been eating for nothing the royal rations and salaries they have received for so many years. "
"This doesn't make any sense. People are dead, so what's the point? As the saying goes, ants can still live in vain, not to mention that we are human beings, and we are all living people..."
"Instead of living the rest of your life with people pointing fingers at you and making your descendants unable to hold their heads up, it would be better to die vigorously on the battlefield now." A military general stepped forward and shouted.
"As the saying goes, if you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about running out of firewood. Why should we go down a blind alley like this, looking for trouble and accepting death? Keep our strength. Maybe in the near future, we can make a comeback and regain our status as a temple. .”
After Liangzi sneered a few times, a vigorous and powerful voice sounded from his mouth, "Excuses, excuses, these are all excuses for you people who are greedy for life and afraid of death. What are you talking about?" "Keep the green hills, don't be afraid of running out of firewood," and other high-sounding words, but you don't know that these are shameless words to hide your greedy clothes and whitewash your ugly faces." Minister Jiang Ziyin roared at the previous minister. Said: "Now that Jiuli City has not been destroyed, you want the king to hand over Jiuli City easily to the rebellious officials and traitors outside the city, and watch the entire Jiuli Temple collapse in front of you. I really feel sorry for you. Shame on you despicable people who always look sanctimonious with their swords but shrink back in fear of death in times of crisis."
Liang Ziyin's angry scolding made the ministers who wanted to remonstrate and surrender became so angry that they were all so angry that they couldn't speak a word.
At this time, Elder Naran, who had always been disliked by Liang Ziyin, also stood up. He walked up to Liang Ziyin, gave him a thumbs up, and said: "To be honest, I didn't think highly of you before. I once felt that You are just a person who can only talk and talk. I didn't expect you to say such a manly statement today. Yes, yes, it seems that I will have to re-examine your character in the future."
Naran turned to Jiuli Patriarch and admonished him: "Your Majesty, Wei Chen is a straight man and can't speak, but Wei Chen knows that the emperor and his subjects will die in the country. Even if his Yunmeng Alliance has a large number of soldiers, we ministers are willing to fight with him." Your Majesty, you would rather die standing than live on your knees."
Ancestor Jiuli glanced at the ministers in the hall. At this moment, the fear on their faces had gradually faded away, leaving behind a pair of determined eyes. From their eyes, Ancestor Jiuli saw their determination to regard death as home.
At this point in the debate, Elder Haoran, Elder Canghui, Elder Amitao, Elder Chifeng and Yuzhi have not said a word. It seems that they are waiting for the final decision made by the Jiuli ancestor, or maybe they have already After understanding the thoughts of Patriarch Jiuli, everyone remained silent and continued this momentary quarrel of words.
Ancestor Jiuli asked Yu Zhi, "Yu Zhi, tell me your opinion on this matter. Where is Chu? You didn't say a word. What do you mean?"
After hearing the question from the ancestor of Jiuli, Yuzhi hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Your Majesty, who has never died in life since ancient times? I will leave my loyalty to history. I am not afraid of death, but I am afraid of being infamy for ten thousand years and being cast aside by future generations for ten thousand years. My son, Our descendants will never be able to hold their heads high again.”
Ancestor Jiuli asked Elder Haoran again, saying: "Haoran, don't stand on the mountain and watch the boat capsize. You can also sink down and tell me your opinion."
Elder Haoran stepped forward and replied: "Your Majesty, you and your ministers will die in Sheji. As long as your Majesty has such determination, I believe that as long as our monarchs and ministers work together, the Yunmeng Alliance Army will be unable to shake Jiuli City, a city with copper walls and iron walls." .”
Ancestor Jiuli asked all the ministers in the hall, "What are your opinions?"
Except for a few ministers who had surrendered, everyone knelt down in unison and shouted with one voice: "Your Majesty and your ministers will die in the country. They would rather die standing than live on their knees."
Seeing that everyone was determined to fight against the Yunmeng Alliance Army, the few ministers who had surrendered stood at this moment and felt that they were incompatible with the people around them who knelt down and worshiped the ancestor Jiuli and vowed to fight to the death with the Yunmeng Alliance Army. In order to let themselves blend in. As a group, they immediately knelt down and shouted in agreement: "The king and his ministers will die in the country. They would rather die standing than live on their knees."
Ancestor Jiuli stood up from the throne and said to the ministers: "Okay! The emperor and his ministers will die in the country. They would rather die standing than live on their knees. Let us, the emperor and ministers, turn things around and create peace in the world."
