Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 932: Extraordinary flowers bloom in Tianli City
Ancestral land, heaven, Daxuan.
After experiencing the panic at the beginning of the moonlight transmission, the human race also reacted.
Emperor Ye Heng of Daxuan hurt his heart, released the three tripod luck, distributed it to officials at all levels of Daxuan, and performed the emperor's great art "emperor's grace", allowing all officials to "promote three levels in a row".
The county magistrate of the ninth rank becomes a master, the magistrate of the seventh rank becomes a great Confucian, and as for the department hall of the third rank...luck is not enough, it is up to oneself.
It's just that such a great technique is based on the national fortune. Once the national fortune is exhausted, the officials will return to their original grades, and it will even damage the Confucianism.
Han Changli once mentioned this matter in a poem, and he said in a metaphorical way: "A letter to the nine heavens in the morning, and 8,000 Chaozhou roads in the evening."
However, under the "majestic grace of the emperor", almost all officials accepted it without hesitation.
At this moment, as long as they can gain the power to protect Li Shu, they can pay any price.
As the saying goes, "If you want to eliminate evils for the sake of sages, you will be willing to spend the rest of your life."
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"Your Majesty..." Hou An walked up to Ye Heng with a bowl of medicinal food, and said softly, "Eat something..."
Ye Heng shook his head, after using "Emperor's Enormous Grace", he was no longer as energetic as before. At this time, his eye sockets were sunken and his face was wrinkled, as if he had aged ten years overnight.
"How's the situation?" Ye Heng waved his hand and asked.
"So far, there have been 18,364 officials who have died in the country..."
"What about the common people?"
"The people... are innumerable..." Hou An sighed softly, and then quickly said, "However, the heavy city that belongs to the prefecture city is protected by formations, and there are many great Confucian scholars sitting in the town. Officials guarded them, and most of them went to such heavy cities to seek refuge, and the losses were relatively small."
Ye Heng closed his eyes: "The catastrophe..."
"I am not worthy..."
"Your Majesty..." Hou An looked at Ye Heng distressedly, and sighed, "This is a game that the barbarians have laid out for hundreds of years."
"Even Emperor Linhuang and Wudi have never eradicated the barbarians. This thousand-day defense against thieves will eventually be neglected. Your Majesty must not blame himself."
"When the old slave came, I heard from Wen Xiang that the barbarians almost invested nearly 20% of their power in this moonlight transmission overnight!"
Ye Heng suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Hou An: "Twenty percent!"
Don't say that 20% doesn't look like much. For the size of human races and barbarians, 20% clan power can already destroy the world.
Taking the human race as an example, there are 10 clans, 30% of them are outside the sky to guard against the demons, 30% are in the north to prepare for war against the barbarians, 20% are guarding the south, 10% are scattered in the East China Sea and the Western Regions, and only 10% are guarding the territory of Daxuan.
Later, when Chen Luo conquered the Southern Wilderness, he liberated 20% of the clan power, 10% of which went to the northern border for reinforcements, and 10% still stayed in the southern border to prevent accidents.
As for the East China Sea and the Western Regions, although Chen Luo also subdued them, a large number of manpower was needed to manage the Western Regions, so all the forces originally responsible for the defense of Yuanhai were also invested in the Western Regions.
So, in the current layout of Daxuan, 30% is outside the sky, 40% is in the northern region, 20% is in the Western Regions, 10% is in the Southern Wilderness, and 10% is still guarding Daxuan!
In contrast to the barbarians, if, as Wen Xiang said, the power they transmitted almost accounted for 20% of the barbarian clan's power, then for the barbarians, this is almost luck for the gambling clan.
After all, they still need to deploy forces in the northern border to hold the main force of the human race, which will almost occupy 40% or even 50% of the clan power. All luck will be cut off.
"There is King Jing in the three states in the south, and King Qilin entered the Xuan to pass through the southern border first, so the loss is the least at present." Hou An continued, "The Western Regions have also set off to help, but the distance is too far. Bansheng, the speed of other support is slower."
Speaking of this, Hou An felt that he still needed to share some good news with Ye Heng, so he raised his volume a little and said, "But your majesty, it's not like we don't have good news."
"In the north, Xin Jiaxuan, the king of Zhenxuanbei, canonized the saint, crossed the initial holy realm in one step, and achieved a half-sage."
"In the east, Li Changgu, the king of Zhenxuan, canonized the saint, wrote a poem into waves, and buried two gods."
"So far, the East, South, West, and North kings of Zhenxuansi's generation have all been conferred saints! This is rare in all dynasties!"
"In addition, Chen Gongbi, the deputy minister of the bias office who went to Mozhou to support him, also became a half-sage of legalism in one fell swoop."
Speaking of this, Hou An paused, and continued: "In addition, among Chen Zhuguo's disciples, the sword **** Xie Xiaofeng and the Wuji son Song Wuji have also traveled thousands of miles!"
"Xie Xiaofeng is not yet twenty this year, so Song Wuji is just ten years old!"
"In all dynasties and dynasties, this is something worthy of special mention in the martial arts of emperors!"
Hearing Hou An's exaggerated tone, Ye Heng finally had a faint smile on his face.
"Don't coax me!"
"Nowadays the common people are still in misery, my false name is not worth mentioning."
Hou An shook his head: "It's not to make His Majesty happy. This old slave thinks that the most dangerous moment has passed."
"The Western Regions return aid, and Yunlong goes to sea, which is enough to suppress the barbarian forces in the territory!"
Ye Heng was silent for a moment, raised his head, and looked at the somewhat dim sky outside the Imperial Study Room: "If I were the barbarian emperor, wouldn't I not consider this."
Hou An's complexion changed: "Your Majesty, what do you mean..."
"Since you are on the gambling table, there is no reason to be soft." Ye Heng shook his head, "The barbarians will not give up."
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Barbarians, Wumei Snow Mountain.
Bloody air filled every corner of the mountainside. Walking in it was like walking in water, and one could clearly feel a sense of stickiness.
"Your Majesty..." Ta Bone bowed devoutly in front of Emperor Man.
In the formation of the Great Banner, the Man Emperor slowly opened his eyes, looked at the tower bone, and asked in a gentle tone, "Is everything in the Man City arranged?"
"Return to Your Majesty, everything has been arranged." Ta Gu replied.
Emperor Man was silent for a moment, and then said: "Do you think this emperor is too cruel?"
"Ta Gu dare not." Ta Gu lowered his head.
Emperor Man nodded and said: "Whether it is human race or barbarian race, the fundamental purpose is for the reproduction of the race..."
"The sky is different from the sky."
"The barbarian sky is immortal and the barbarians are endless. This gives us the capital to turn the tables again and again."
"Even if we go to the last step, as long as we endure for a hundred years, our barbarians will still prosper."
"Sacrifice is inevitable."
"Especially, our opponent is that powerful human race."
Tagu sighed softly: "Tagu is willing to follow in His Majesty's footsteps."
"The magic power is limited, and the summoned demon will hold it back for a while at most." Emperor Man looked at Yidu's body, and said softly, "After the two bright moon killings, we still need to deal with the returning human power from outside the sky."
"These are all sacrifices that must be made."
After finishing speaking, Emperor Man paused: "Where is Han Changli?"
"Return to Your Majesty, Han Changli and Chen Xiyi were about to enter Mantian, but were blocked in the void by the four Great Elders of the Golden Tent." Ta Gu replied.
Emperor Man nodded.
Whether it is the Sanyang Great Man God or the Full Moon Great Man Sacrifice, in the barbarians, there will always be an honorary title, that is, the Great Elder of the Golden Tent.
In other words, the four barbarian gods and barbarians who were similar in level to Sanwen Bansheng stopped Han Changli and Chen Xiyi two-on-one.
"Blessed by the Heavenly Father, there are now nine fixed elders of the Golden Tent under Man Tian." Emperor Man Tian said calmly, "Three of them were lost in the battle of Dong Cang City, although there are already alternatives to accept the gift. Fu, but failed to break through in a short time.”
"The remaining six Great Elders of the Golden Tent, Han and Li have held back four of them!"
"I have to say, the way of the human race, the further it goes, the stronger it really is."
Tagu thought for a while, and said: "Compared to the self-cultivation of the human race, my way of barbarism is indeed a bit vain. There may be advantages in the early stage, but in the later stages of cultivation, especially after the Qiankun realm, it will inevitably be weaker in comparison. "
"However, the human race has more enemies to deal with. If Chen Luo hadn't conquered the Southern Wilderness, destroyed the Western Regions, and flattened the Yuanhai, this time it would have been dangerous."
"Besides, Artes Palace Master and Sacre Palace Master rely on Manshen Palace and Mantian Palace, and they may not lose to Han Changli and Chen Xiyi one-on-one."
"As long as the Heavenly Outer Saints are restrained and there is no large-scale return to aid in a short period of time, then the advantage is still with me!"
Emperor Man was noncommittal, but changed the subject again: "My God, is it getting dark?"
"Return to Your Majesty, you can rise to the moon."
Emperor Man nodded again, raised a hand, and pointed at Lamia's body.
The next moment, the raised hand exploded into pieces, condensed into a drop of blood, and fell into the forehead of Lamia's corpse.
The corpse of Lamia, who had been silent for a day, opened his eyes again, and the bright moon appeared in his eyes!
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Mozhou, Tianli City.
If Fang City is the private land of the Fang family, it would not be an exaggeration to say that Li City is the holy city of the Fang family, and even the entire Fang Li lineage.
Because it was here that Fang Yin was immediately sanctified.
And this place also has an alias, called the Thirteen Holy City.
Because in the center of Tianli City, according to Fang Sheng's intention, a statue of thirteen people was erected. The thirteen saints who will appear in Fangli in the future, and the thirteen holy cities will come from this.
Due to the existence of the Fang family, Mozhou has always been Fang Li's base camp, and today in Li City, Fang Li is even more prevalent.
It's just that since the Bamboo Grove Contest, Fang Li has declined, and the entire Tianli City has fallen into confusion and struggle.
In the past, the big city with strict customs and strict etiquette has gone to the other extreme in almost a short time. There are many brothels, drunks are rampant, and people can be seen going crazy every moment...
Sometimes, the collapse is just overnight, but the reconstruction needs the efforts of a generation or even several generations.
This is true for cities, and even more so for people's hearts.
However, a sudden barbarian attack intervened.
As a big city with a population of one million, Tianli City naturally has a defensive formation. However, there are too many traces of Fang Sheng in Tianli City, so this protective formation was naturally arranged by Fang Li's lineage. As a result, because of Fang Li's decline, the countless protective formations lost their rational support and were completely vulnerable.
At the moment of life and death, the thirteen holy statues suddenly erupted with a majestic aura, and a familiar yet unfamiliar aura of the holy way permeated the whole city.
Then, a scarlet banner seemed to appear in the sky. The banner was damaged, and the characters on it were not clear, but the wind was strong. Under the banner, thirteen figures walked out from the thirteen statues, blocking the first wave of barbarian attacks.
You Fang Li Daru was at a loss at first, then ecstatic, and then wept bitterly, shouting loudly: "It is Fang Sheng, Fang Sheng is still there, Fang Sheng is still there!"
But is Fang Sheng really still there?
This is nothing more than the thirteen breaths injected by Fang Sheng when the statue was completed.
These breaths were not guarded until the end, but they bought time for the arrival of other reinforcements.
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"Mother, it's getting dark." In a yamen refuge, a simple formation propped up a weak light curtain, and there were women, children and children in the light curtain. A girl who looked no more than four or five years old was held in her mother's arms, looked at the sky, and said with fear.
The mother hugged the child tightly, not knowing how to relieve the child's tension.
She was originally a concubine of the Fang family, married to the son of a respected scholar of Fang etiquette, although she has not yet given birth to a boy, relying on the identity of the Fang family, she lives a carefree life.
But since the bamboo forest dispute, my father-in-law has disappeared, my husband has gone to the north, and those relatives have lost contact with each other. The happy life has been ruthlessly broken.
She doesn't know the holy way, but he knows that the Fang family lost.
She hates it, but she doesn't even know who she hates because she doesn't leave the door.
All she knew was that the most famous disciple in this bamboo forest was Martial Ancestor Chen Luo, and the biggest murderer who caused the failure of the Fang family was also Chen Luo.
Then hate him!
But...
When she raised her head, she saw a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl who was not good-looking but full of energy walked up to her, raised her hand to touch her child's head, and took out an The candy was handed over, and she said softly: "Don't be afraid, sister will protect you..."
"Thank you." She subconsciously wanted the child to refuse the girl's candy, but she turned it into a thank you.
She turned her head, and there were many women like this girl around, all wearing white clothes, but now all of them are covered with blood, with colorful patterns embroidered on their cuffs, and each of them is holding a long sword, either patrolling or meditating .
It was them who seemed to have fallen from the sky yesterday and rescued them from those brutal barbarians.
They said that they were from Dongcang, and they were disciples of the Emei lineage of the Martial Academy.
They are disciples of Martial Patriarch Chen Luo!
"Women, can you be so heroic?" For a moment, the hatred in the heart of this concubine from the Fang family was shaken.
If she was twenty years younger, she thought, she would also want to join them.
But now, she looked at the daughter in her arms and sighed softly.
"Have you heard? Yesterday, the senior sister of this group of girls killed three barbarian emperors with a single sword! My God, that is a barbarian who is equivalent to a first-class Confucianism!"
"I heard that a half saint is coming, we should be safe, right?"
"Fang Sheng bless, Fang Sheng bless..."
The concubine of the Fang family heard whispers from other people, she shook her head, obviously everyone was running for their lives, where did they get this information?
This is really unbelievable for her who has never left her house after marriage.
Suddenly, a sharp whistle sounded.
The girl who was still comforting her daughter suddenly changed her expression, she pulled out her long sword, and said loudly: "Enemy attack!"
"Array!"
The concubine of the Fang family looked at the sky, and saw countless moonlight condensed into pillars, making a comeback!
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The battle became intense almost at the moment of the battle.
The roar caused by the magical powers was endless, shaking everyone's eardrums.
In various refuges, the protection composed of luck and formations is crumbling in the aftermath of the battle, and all the people are huddled together, waiting for the judgment of fate.
But soon, bad news came.
A sense of sadness permeated the air, and then a figure appeared from the void and fell into the ground.
This is, there are half-holy saints!
A semi-sacred Fang Li who came to support during the daytime was beheaded by the barbarian gods in a battle in the void three quarters after the moon rose, and the saint died in Tianli City.
For a moment, the balance of the battlefield was broken, the barbarian **** tore through the void, and fell in front of the thirteen statues in Tianli City.
"Hahahaha, today is the massacre of the city!" The barbarian roared up to the sky, and the sound spread throughout the city. The sound resounded, and it also resounded throughout Tianli City.
"Try it!"
"Dang!" The sledgehammer that hit the thirteen statues was blocked, the barbarian frowned, looked intently, and saw a pretty figure under the sledgehammer, with long hair casually tied into a ponytail, Wearing a sky-blue gown, he was holding two Emei thorns in his hand, supporting his giant hammer.
"Huh? Su Qianqian, the Four Masters of Martial Arts?" The barbarian recognized the identity of the person who came, but then raised his giant hammer and threw it at Su Qianqian again.
At this time, Su Qianqian didn't even have a bit of a feminine look, her figure flickered, she didn't retreat but advanced, and she wanted to fight that brute in close quarters!
The Man God was also taken aback by Su Qianqian's move, but he didn't react for a while, and fell into Su Qianqian's rhythm. The pair of Emei thorns shone coldly in Su Qianqian's hands, and every move was aimed at the deadly spot of the barbarian god, which actually forced the barbarian **** back ten steps!
Someone once asked Adama to comment on the talent of martial arts. Adamo didn't say much, but just smiled and said modestly that he had a safe word; Xie Xiaofeng used a sword, but used up a dangerous word; It was extremely high, with the word "wonderful" in his hand, and when he finally said Su Qianqian, Adamo shook his head slightly.
"Sister Su..."
"Fierce!"
When I said this, most people nodded in praise, but only a few people approved of Su Qianqian's evaluation.
After all, in the eyes of many martial arts talents, the only woman among the four heroes, Su Qianqian, the master sister of Emei, is like a fairy in Linfan. A soft voice is the white moonlight in the hearts of countless people.
How can such a person be fierce?
Aji can only sigh secretly that these people are too ignorant.
Think about the things that Su Qianqian has experienced, the family is ruined, the maid is raped to death by gangsters in order to save herself, and what is the first martial art that Su Qianqian comprehends?
Nine Yin White Bone Claws!
In order to get revenge, she, who was originally Jiao Didi's eldest lady, would dig up corpses to practice kung fu!
If Chen Luo hadn't untied her knot in time, Su Qianqian might have been possessed by the demon.
Those people have never seen a serious Su Qianqian!
Adamo once guessed that Su Qianqian walked the deepest on the road of the world of mortals. Perhaps, she was the first warrior in the world of mortals to step out thousands of miles.
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Su Qianqian succeeded in the strong attack, and then he made fierce moves, hitting the wild **** until he couldn't breathe. This kind of attack completely disregarded the defense, and every attack was fighting for the opponent's life, making it difficult for the barbarian to parry for a while.
But it didn't take long for the barbarian to react. First, he took the initiative to retreat a few steps in exchange for a little room for adjustment, and then pumped up all his blood, and attacked Su Qianqian fiercely.
In this head-on collision, Su Qianqian was naturally at a disadvantage. She was sent flying by the earthquake and hit the statue of the thirteen saints before falling down.
"Sure enough, it's still a little bit worse." Su Qianqian coughed and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Su Qianqian, no matter how strong you are, you still haven't reached ten thousand miles." The barbarian looked at Su Qianqian and snorted, "I won't kill you. Go back and enjoy it!"
"Presumably with your background, you won't be killed so easily!"
Su Qianqian's eyes turned cold when she heard the words.
The barbarian raised the stone hammer and suddenly attacked Su Qianqian again, but the next one, a ray of light lit up, and on Su Qianqian's head, the phantom of an apricot-yellow flag appeared, knocking Su Qianqian down. With a shallow cover, it blocked the attack of the barbarian.
Su Qianqian let out a long breath.
She raised her head, didn't look at the Man God, but just looked at the sky, as if a colorful road appeared in her eyes.
"Master..."
"Don't worry about it, don't worry about it!"
"However, there is a thread of love in Qianqian that keeps cutting me off."
"It's obvious that one step is thousands of miles, but I... can't bear it!"
"Adamo has seen it through, and you have seen it too..."
Su Qianqian smiled, but two lines of tears flowed down from her eyes.
"Disciple today, cut off the thread of love and set foot in the universe!"
"Chen Luo..."
After finishing speaking~IndoMTL.com~Su Qianqian slowly closed her eyes, and immediately, a mysterious Taoist rhyme emanated from her body.
The barbarian's face changed, and he lifted the heavy hammer again to smash the light curtain constructed by the phantom of the apricot-yellow flag. A singing sounded——
"The misty rain and sky are causing trouble, and the bones of the nine shades are making waves."
"The extinct love silk climbs to the sky, and the martial arts peaks are another mountain."
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At the same time, Lingzhou, Bamboo Forest.
A momentum slowly emerged, and no one noticed it at first, but soon, the situation changed, and then it was quickly restrained.
"Congratulations, teacher, you have cleared the test with three questions!" The voice of Zhulin Laoqi sounded immediately.