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Chapter 229 Women will only affect the speed at which the sword god draws his sword
Dali Kyoto.

Xichang and Dongchang shot together, killing people's heads rolling, and the strong bloody smell did not dissipate for a long time.

The royal family in the capital, the ministers of the court, noble princes, and wealthy families were not in the minority. For a while, family raids and family extermination almost became the main theme of the capital.

With this knife, Zheng Ming became ruthless, and killed anyone who was related to the traitor.

No one can stop the blade he swung.

The people in Kyoto looked at the heads of the big men, and their hearts trembled.

The powers and warriors from all sides of Dali were even more frightened when they saw this.

But after the fear passed, what was left was awe.

On the streets of Kyoto.

Shuertu and Feiyi looked at the rebels being escorted to the Xishi execution ground one by one.

"His Majesty Li Huang is really cruel."

There was an inexplicable look in Fei Yi's eyes, and he said: "In just three days, hundreds of people were beheaded, and that's not counting those who were killed on the spot, it's really murderous."

"Hehe, when the emperor was angry, the blood flowed for thousands of miles, not only in the capital, but also in the whole Dali outside of the capital." Shuertu said with a light smile.

Fei Yi's seductive eyebrows frowned, and said: "Isn't he going against the principles of benevolence and righteousness?"

"Benevolence!"

Shuertu looked at her in surprise.

For the strong, benevolence and righteousness are just a kind of whitewashing.

Especially the hermit sect, they will not kill indiscriminately, it is not their benevolence, but their indifference.

Ordinary people are just like ants in their eyes, and they don't take it to heart.

What surprised Shuertu was that Feiyi was talking about benevolence and righteousness, which was beyond his expectation.

"You can see that the people in Kyoto were angry?" He asked softly.

After hesitating, Fei Yi said, "No."

Shu Ertu nodded slightly, and said: "Then he didn't violate benevolence and righteousness. He is the emperor, and he is different from us. To us, ordinary people are just ants, but to him, the people of Dali are all his. The people, and these beheaded princes and nobles are just moths lying on the people and sucking blood."

"There are countless ruthless and ruthless people in this world, but there are very few emperors who gain power by killing."

"From his personal conquest of Bailianzong, to the Meridian Gate's slaying of Xin Yuanchen, and now to clearing up the rebellion within the imperial dynasty, he has always been asserting his prestige and establishing the authority of the supremacy of the imperial power."

"From now on, no one in Dali dares to disobey him, and everyone must follow his will."

"This is the real emperor!"

Shuertu said in a low voice.

In this world, both the sect and the dynasty are equally important. Powerful cultivators seriously threaten the majesty of the dynasty, and even the hermit sect is above the dynasty.

Any emperor seems to be living in a crack.

This is true whether it is the previous Da Li, Da Zhou, Da Jin, or other dynasties.

Not to mention others, even Shuertu didn't take the Dajin royal family seriously.But now he has to pay attention to Zheng Ming again and again.

Beisheng Palace, Nansheng Palace, and many hermit sects are observing the Dali Dynasty because of the difference and strength of the Dali Dynasty.

"Even here we have to obey his will." Shuertu smiled helplessly.

Recalling Zhang Zhiwei's visit before, they don't have the slightest power of the hermit sect, they just want to be obedient.

……

in the palace.

Zheng Ming drove out of the palace gate slowly in his car.

Beside the chariot, Yu Huatian followed on horseback, with hundreds of imperial guards and Xichangchang guards behind him.

Zheng Ming raised the car curtain and asked, "Where are they?"

"Return to Your Majesty, we are already ten miles north of the city." Yu Huatian said.

"Have all the guests been invited?" Zheng Ming asked again.

Yu Huatian replied: "The slave has already arranged someone to invite, so I shouldn't be late."

Zheng Ming nodded slightly and put down the curtain.

After a moment.

The car drove to the downstairs of the northern city of Kyoto, and Zheng Ming got out of the car slowly.

"Meet Your Majesty."

Under the city wall, more than a dozen people bowed to worship.

Zhang Zhiwei, Dugu Qiubai, Ximen Chuuxue, Xiaomeng, Wang Shouming and so on all arrived.

Zheng Ming nodded slightly and said, "Excuse me."

Afterwards, he boarded the city tower and looked towards the north.

He is waiting for Lu Nantian and Tianwaizong's guests.

On the tower, Xiao Fuzi had already prepared tea, and Zheng Ming sat casually at the tea table.

"The guests are a bit late, you should also sit down and wait."

He said to the old master and others.

The old heavenly master chuckled and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Then he sat next to Zheng Ming.

Dugu Qiubai and the others also sat down.

Of course, only a few of their great masters were qualified to sit down, and even Wang Shouming could only stand on one side.

Rules are rules.

There is a great master, the master can only stand.

The breeze was blowing slowly, shaking the sleeves of everyone's clothes, and the fragrance of tea was wafting, light but fresh.

"There are more than ten days until June [-]th, are you all ready?"

Nothing to do, Zheng Ming asked casually.

"There is nothing to prepare, this time the Tianshi Mansion only accepts ten disciples." The old Tianshi said.

Zheng Ming curled his lips and said, "Why don't you charge more?"

The old master stroked his gray beard and said, "I can't teach much by myself."

Zheng Ming shook his head helplessly and looked at Wang Shouming.

The main force for recruiting disciples in the six holy places this time is the Sage Academy, Jingwu Hall, and Hundred Schools. Neither Tianshi Mansion nor Fengguo Temple will recruit too many disciples, and Xiaomeng’s Taoist Tianzong has just been planned, and it is estimated that there will be too many disciples. Can't accept a few disciples.

"Returning to Your Majesty, the old minister has invited more than a dozen Confucian masters, and this time the Sage Academy can recruit three thousand disciples." Wang Shouming said.

Zheng Ming nodded slightly, it is not bad that Confucianism can recruit three thousand disciples.

However, the Confucian way of cultivation is a little troublesome. It is easy to cultivate scholars, but it is very difficult to cultivate awe-inspiring spirit.

Dali Confucianism is prosperous, but there are very few people with awe-inspiring spirit, and Wang Shouming is the only one above the master.

If you want to cultivate powerful practitioners, you also need to rely on Jingwutang and hundreds of schools.

While a few people were talking, a group of five people arrived in front of the tower under the guidance of Xiao Fuzi.

It is none other than those from Beishenggong and Nanshenggong.

Shu Ertu stepped onto the city wall and looked at Zheng Ming with a slight expression.

Last time he suffered a lot from Zheng Ming's hands. If he hadn't run fast, he would have become Da Li's prisoner long ago.

But Mo Qiangxin's eyes swept across the people on the city wall, and his heart suddenly became serious.

"I have seen His Majesty Li Huang!"

The five people cupped their hands slightly and said.

Zheng Ming glanced at them, smiled slightly, and said, "I haven't greeted you well when you come to Dali as guests, it really shouldn't be."

"Everyone, please take a seat."

For a while, the tower was full of people.

After waiting for some politeness, Zheng Ming looked at Luoxue and couldn't help but said curiously: "This is Miss Luoxue. I heard that Miss Luoxue is a genius of Beisheng Palace. She ascended to the Grand Master rank at only 26 years old."

Although there are not many great masters in this world, there are also many, but the only person who broke through to a great master at the age of 26 is Luoxue, not counting Xiaomeng of course.

"Luoxue's cultivation base is meager, not as good as the seniors." Luoxue became humble.

It's just that her cold look doesn't mean modesty at all.

A genius always has his own pride, just like Xiaomeng.

Both of them are considered geniuses, and their personalities are somewhat similar.

To put it simply, the two of them collided with each other.

Zheng Ming looked at Xiao Meng strangely.

He suddenly had the urge to let Xiaomeng and Luoxue fight, the scene must be very good.

However, Xiaomeng was not moved at all.

On the contrary, Zheng Ming discovered a strange thing, that is, Luoxue always looked at Ximen Chuixue.

Could this woman be interested in our Sword God?

Zheng Ming's heart was filled with gossip.

"Miss Luoxue has seen Ximen Jianhou?"

"When I was in Dajin, I met once." Luoxue replied very straightforwardly.

But Ximen Chuuxue only glanced at her, his face remained unchanged.

On the other hand, Fei Yi next to her laughed coquettishly, "Your Majesty Li, our little sister Luoxue is very optimistic about Ximen Sword God, I wonder if Dali would like to marry us in Beisheng Palace?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes wandered between Ximen Chuuxue and Luoxue.

"You~" Luoxue looked at Fei Yi angrily, if there were not so many people present, she probably wanted to kill Fei Yi.

Zheng Ming's eyes also wandered back and forth between the two, but then he shook his head.

Both of them were dressed in white, which matched them very well.

It's a pity that the sword god is only sincere with the sword, and women will only affect the speed at which the sword god draws his sword.

"This matter depends on Ximen Jianhou's intention."

As soon as his words fell, Ximen Chuuxue said as expected: "I don't want to."

This made Luo Xue embarrassed.

Although she is 26 years old, she has always only focused on cultivation and has never been emotional. It is rare that she feels so rejected by someone.

Luo Xue lowered her head so that people could not see the expression on her face clearly.

Zheng Ming shook his head secretly in his heart, Ximen Sword God is also a straight man.

How can you refuse in person?

How much should I save some face for other girls.

This time it was good, it made the atmosphere a little awkward.

Fortunately, the embarrassment didn't last long.

A crisp bird song resounded in the air, and when everyone looked around, they saw a giant white bird flying across the air.

Bai Feng, dressed in white, landed on the city tower in an incomparably chic manner.

"Meet Your Majesty!"

When Shu Ertu and others saw Bai Feng, their hearts were shocked again.

Another great master!

Five great masters!
This kind of strength is no worse than that of a hermit sect.

Shuertu and Mo Gunxin looked at each other.

"Are they here?" Zheng Ming asked.

"Here we come!" Bai Feng replied.

Sure enough, a short while later, on the wide official road in the north, there were fast horses galloping.

The fast horse crushed the dust.The sound of horseshoes was like thunder rushing, resounding in the room, like rushing raindrops hitting the ground.

Lu Nantian and Yu Yunlin came on horseback.

The majestic city gate of Kyoto appeared in front of his eyes, and a dragon flag stood on the tower.

"It seems that they are already waiting for us?" Lu Nantian frowned.

After they approached, they realized that there were so many people on the city wall.

"Why are people from Beisheng Palace and Nansheng Palace here?" Yu Yunlin said in a deep voice.

Lu Nantian's face suddenly became ugly.

The situation once again exceeded his expectations.

Similarly, Yu Yunlin's expression was not good.

The appearance of Beishenggong and Nanshenggong made him feel a little uncertain.

(End of this chapter)