Chronicles of Heaven Chapter 575: Picture poor
Hetu Prefecture, over the city, Wutie stood on a white cloud, looking southwest.
The main rebel forces in Hetu Prefecture were kneeling down on the field outside the city, trembling one by one, watching the generals leading the rebellion be shown by the owl leaders. The **** head was stuck on the high flagpole, and blood ran down the smooth flagpole. The blood-colored flagpole was extremely dazzling in the sun.
Wu Tie's attention did not focus on the rebels below.
The rebels, after all, are just rebels, with limited combat power and extremely fragile fighting will. After all, they are just a group of used chess pieces.
But to the southwest, the evil spirits are extinguished. With Wu Tie's Taoist cultivation practice now, he can clearly sense the terrifying murderous intent coming from the southwest, and he can even feel the countless souls roaring and struggling in the void.
On the extremely high sky, Wu Tie could vaguely feel that several huge, turbulent invisible vortexes were raging.
In the southwest, the soldiers who died in battle, the people who were slaughtered, and the souls of all intelligent creatures were swallowed by the whirlpool, and then they didn't know where they were sent. Wu Tie looked up at the sky, and the blue sky appeared extremely high.
On the high sky...Wu Tie grinned miserably.
This battle can feed you all, right?
Wu Tie remembered the soul essence of the human race used by Xiqi and Shengyao and the others when trading, as well as the blood essence extracted from the soldiers of the Three Emperors inheritance. These so-called, aloof, gods.
A black robe, long hair, and a jade belt tied around her eyebrows, blocking her eyebrows. A vertical eye, Xi Xiu, swayed step by step and walked slowly into the void to Wu Tie's side. The jade belt blocked his eyebrows, but it couldn't stop his strange power.
Looking towards the southwest, Xi Xiu smiled coldly: "Many people died, and the souls of many people were swallowed up... Hehe, the so-called gods are nothing but evil spirits... The so-called kingdom of ghosts is nothing more than the kingdom of demons."
Xi Xiu didn't know Wu Tie's identity, he was only temporarily arranged by Sima Wuyou to assist Wu Tie in the Imperial City Soldier Masi.
In order to avenge her sister, Xi Xiu also acquiesced to Sima Wuyou's arrangement, but his personality was arrogant and weird. The words to Wu Tie these days have been cynicism, and every sentence has a gun and a stick. , Every sentence is thorny.
"Evil Kingdom? You still let your sister marry the prince of Evil Kingdom? Are you pretending to be pig dung in your mind?" Wu Tie didn't want to get used to Xi Xiu. Xi didn't give him the task in vain, just to find Xi Yao... Now, Wu Tie has completed the task beyond the standard, he is not used to Xi Xiu's task.
Anyway, how can Wu Tie feel good about this guy?
Bringing my sister away from home, sneaking into the world on the ground, and befriending Sima Sheng, the prince of the East Palace of the Great Jin Kingdom, in two or two, let his sister marry Sima Sheng and pregnant with a child.
It cannot be said that Xi Xiu is an irresponsible elder brother, but he must not be a qualified elder brother.
So, in Wu Tie's words, there is also a gun and a rod, which is not at all polite.
The yellow divine light is looming in Xi Xiu's eyes. He turned his head, staring at Wu Tie, and smiled coldly: "I am the strength of the gods, are you afraid that I will beat you?"
Wu Tie sneered sneerly: "Beat me to make your sister come alive?"
Xi Yao took a deep breath and raised her fist suddenly.
Wu Tie shook his head lightly, and said coldly: "If you dare to do it, my father dare to launch an army, and teach you a good lesson... Hey, things are getting worse, and the Linghu clan found you. Hidden in our army...I don’t care, you are an assassin who plots to assassinate me, I won’t have any trouble at all, but you..."
Wu Tie sneered: "Do you still want to avenge your sister?"
Xi Xiu opened her mouth, shook her head, and looked at Wu Tie a little blankly, and then grumbled in her mouth, shaking three steps at a time, sighing softly, stepping on the void, and stepping back to the ground step by step.
The imperial city soldier Masi belonging to Wutie speeds up.
Continuously sweeping down the rebels from one state to another, constantly reorganizing the rebels into cannon fodder slaves, and then took over the treasury of each state with military law, and opened the treasury according to the order in the imperial decree given to him by Sima Fu , Recruiting troops and reorganizing the state army.
Wu Tie’s order was directly passed back to Yuzhou. The whole Yuzhou was in a frenzied movement. All civilians who were qualified for cultivation were forcibly recruited as soldiers of the Yuzhou State Army; the Yuzhou Prefecture was ruined. , In the future, the spirit of surrender will not be longer than that, to distribute various cultivation secrets to Yuzhou folks, distribute various cultivation resources, and spawn a large number of monks among the folks.
In a short period of time, Yuzhou has almost reached the level of drawing one out of ten. For every ten adult young men, one person is assigned to the state army’s military status, and then gathered in a group of barracks to accept the most basic army formation. Training.
In short, Wu Tie succeeded in creating an atmosphere of brutality and hysteria.
With the city of Anyang as the core, hundreds of states surrounding it, once the land of Longxing in the Great Jin Kingdom, under the operation of Wutie, there is a faint feeling of turmoil, grass and trees.
At the same time, on the seventh day after the news of the defeat in the Southwest came back, Linghu Qingqing and Gongyang Sanxu gathered together for civil and military affairs. They faced Simafu in the Palace of Nine Heavens, and stood behind Simafu and took charge of the town. The old Sima Zhengren of the Sima clan who is a national artifact.
In the Hall of Nine Heavens, Linghu Qingqing stood in the middle of the hall with a full set of uniforms, her face sinking like water.
Behind him, the vassal Linghu's Dajin generals, and all the generals with military positions, are also full sets of uniforms, standing in a neat array according to their ranks.
On the high imperial stage, only Sima Fu sat on the throne, with Sima Zhengren and a dozen old eunuchs standing beside him.
In this situation, it is as if Linghu Qingqing is bringing thousands of generals into a formation, ready to charge Yutai.
In the main hall, all the civil servants stepped back a long way, making enough space for Linghu Qingqing and these generals to line up. The ministers looked relaxed, and some even had subtle smiles on their faces.
Whoever becomes the master of this world and governing the country cannot do without them.
So, the civil servants are very relaxed.
The Ram Sanlu is holding a three-foot-long scroll, standing side by side with Linghu Qingqing, quietly, with a weird smile, quietly looking at Simafu and Sima Zhengren. .
"Your Majesty, please also use your seal to capture the First Army, the culprit of ineffective combat, and capture the First Army and his party members, to give an explanation to the innocent soldiers who died in the Southwest and the people of the world." /
"At the same time, the military situation is urgent, and the Great Jin is in danger. Please also your Majesty temporarily canonize the left minister Linghu Qingqing as the Grand Sima and the General Marshal of the World Soldiers and Horses. Dawu."
Simafu looked at Linghu Qingqing and Ram Sanxiu with a gloomy expression.
After a long silence, he quietly asked: "The Qing family explained to me, what is this big Sima, and what does it do?"
Linghu Qingqing and Gongyang Sanli's faces twitched at the same time. They were so unlearned and skillless, which made them feel very helpless for the courtiers who wanted to usurp the throne...
The Ram Sanxian stepped forward helplessly. He held the three-foot scroll on which a series of orders had been written in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, the so-called Dasima..."
Sima Zhengren interrupted Ram Sanxiu's words: "The Ram Sanxiu, retreat... Your Majesty will not agree with what you said. The world has the power of soldiers and horses? With the prince's honor, the wartime military laws, rule the world Daquan? Haha, if so, except for the title of a **** emperor, Linghu Qingqing, how are you different from the **** emperor?"
Shaking his head, Sima Zhengren said coldly: "You wait... don't have any wishful thinking, your majesty will not agree to such things, my old man, I can't tolerate such nonsense. Duh, go back!"
A cloud of light rushed out from the top of Sima Zhengren's head, and the wind and cloud shook the sky and the clock made a'dingdong' roar and hovered on the cloud. Everyone in the hall seemed to be drunk, his body swaying, and it was so easy to stand. Stabilize your body.
The face of Ram Sanli changed slightly, and he looked at Linghu Qingqing.
Linghu Qingqing sighed, he took a step forward, and then a silver lamp spouted out of his head. On the whole silver lamp, a little bean-sized silver lamp flickered, and a soft silver glow enveloped the entire hall, firmly resisting the power of the wind and cloud shaking the sky.
"Clan elder, you can cultivate in the imperial city with peace of mind. If you don't understand such affairs, don't interrupt indiscriminately." Linghu Qingqing smiled and looked at Sima Zhengren with a shocked face, and waved his right hand. A strangely shaped twelve-section square dragon head golden mace slipped out of his sleeve.
The three-foot-six-inch-long dragon head's golden mace exudes a sharp sharp edge that makes the whole body tingling. Linghu Qingqing held the golden mace slightly, and there was a dragon-shaped golden light whizzing out, and one head hit the wind and cloud shaking clock. .
With a roar, tens of thousands of courtiers, guards, court ladies, and eunuchs Qiqiqiao spurted blood inside and outside of the Nine Heavens Hall, each one fell to the ground with horror, unable to get up for a long time. Only in the main hall, Linghu Qingqing's head shone with silver, protecting the crowd around him, and was not affected by the bell.
Linghu Qingqing encountered Ao Chi with his people that day. After a great battle, Ao Chi gave many of his treasures to Wu Tie, but there was no such indelible heart lamp with amazing defensive power.
Today, this unquenchable heart lamp appeared in Linghu Qingqing's hands. It can be seen that in the battle that day, the gods who descended still seized some good things from Ao Chi's hands. The golden mace in Linghu Qingqing's hands was amazing, and Wu Tie hadn't seen it that day. It can be seen that it was Linghu Qingqing's most precious weapon later.
A cloud of air above Simafu's head rushed more than ten feet high, and a nine-fold pagoda could be seen in the cloud. The tower was sharp from the top to the bottom, shaped like bamboo shoots, smooth and cheerful, with an inexplicable avenue charm.
The surface of the nine-fold pagoda is densely covered with numerous statues of Buddhas with kind faces and majestic appearances.
These Buddhas are full of golden light, like living creatures, their hands are constantly changing various fingerprints, and there are wisps of golden light spraying out, turning into a mung bean-sized and yellow-bean-sized golden lotus, falling like raindrops. Sima Fu protected the whole body inside.
This is the Buddha Pagoda with the strongest defense power among the three artifacts on the surface of the Great Jin Kingdom.
The strongest attack on Wanlong Palace, the strongest defense against the Pagoda Tower, both offensive and defensive, the most magical effect is the shaking clock.
Sima Fu's own cultivation is not very bright. The dragon head's golden mace and Fengyun Zhentian clock hit hard, and everyone else was shocked. Only Sima Fu took advantage of the Buddha Tower to protect himself. At the same time, he also protected Sima Zhengren and a dozen old eunuchs.
Sima Zhengren's body was covered by a thin layer of golden lotus. His eyes widened, staring straight at the immortal heart lamp on Linghu Qingqing's head and the golden mace of the dragon head in his hand: "Linghu Qingqing, this is Two important treasures of the town’s sacred weapon...Where did you come from?"
This vast land is boundless, giving birth to many holes and blessings. Once there is a road pattern in it, it will give birth to an innate spiritual treasure. If the strongest is obtained for the kingdom of God, it will be sealed. For the town and country artifact.
The reason why the royal clans of the three great kingdoms were able to secure the throne was because they held the Zhen Kingdom artifact, and even if other wealthy families had innate treasures, as long as they did not have the Zhen Kingdom artifact level, they would definitely not be a royal clan. opponent.
But Linghu Qingqing actually had two artifacts in the hands of the kingdom.
Linghujian, Linghu Wuyou and other core clansmen of the Linghu clan who stood behind Linghu Qingqing stepped forward. The five elements flickered. Wu Tie helped Linghu to obtain the five artifacts of the five elements. The body exudes tremendous power, and at the same time it gushes out.
After that, a series of seven amazing treasures poured out of the Linghu clan. Together with the two treasures in Linghu Qingqing's hands, a total of fourteen treasures of the Zhen Kingdom artifact level were suspended in the Palace of Nine Heavens. The terrifying aura exuding was like a tsunami undercurrent, which swept everyone in, forcing everyone except the Linghu clan to breathe.
With the protection of the Buddha Pagoda, Sima Fu was also pressed to make his chest tight, and his eyes turned black for a while.
"Ancestor..." Sima Fu's face was pale, and he subconsciously looked at Sima Zhengren.
In the final analysis, Sima Fu is just a standard dude...Oh, wrong, now he is even more of a standard faint monarch, and he is the one that stands out among the faint monarchs.
How wise do you want him to suppress Linghu Qingqing and others... This is really impossible.
Sima Zhengren looked at Linghu Qingqing and Ram Sanxian with no expression on his face. Finally, he slowly nodded: "The two Qings are the humerus of the country... The two Qings asked, I waited for permission. Ha ha, ha ha, the national war is fierce, and there are two princes in Lao...If the big Jin is overthrown~IndoMTL.com~ ha ha, there will be nothing else to say."
Linghu Qingqing and Ram Sansi leaned slightly to salute.
From today onwards, the power of Dajin Chaotang is in his hands.
The only First Army that can pose a slight threat to them, hehe, his main line, the Shenwei Army, was beaten in the southwest. What else can he do? As long as he is thrown into the jail after being captured alive, and all his party members are convicted and thrown into the jail, the rest will be known without asking.
Simafu's complexion was earthy, and under the **** of Sima Zhengren, he fled back to the harem.
In the hands of Linghu Qingqing, he has actually mastered 14 treasures of the town's artifact level!
The news was like a plague. It quickly spread out of the imperial city, out of Anyang, out of the territory of Dajin, and to Dawei and Dawu.
Everyone knows it well, Dajin is afraid that the sky will change.
It's nothing more than how Linghu Qingqing should make things beautiful without leaving too many stains.