Prehistoric: Beginning with Yugong Yishan

Chapter 49

With Fang Yang casting the spell, the picture above the light curtain gradually became clear, and a magnificent, luxurious and majestic palace appeared.

Everything in this hall is bright yellow and scarlet, and there are countless dragon-shaped air currents flowing in the void.

On the top of the hall, a plaque made of fairy gold is shining brightly, and in the center of the light, the four characters "I am the only one" are shocking.

Below the plaque, a middle-aged man with a three-strand beard was sitting on a dragon chair, furious.

"Since the astrology has changed, the sects in the world have rebelled one after another. When one sect is destroyed, two sects will appear in a blink of an eye. Jian Tianfu is responsible for monitoring the world. Is this how it monitors?"

Emperor Daxin exported crazily to a group of ministers.

The minister below lowered his head and mumbled, but didn't speak.They knew that Emperor Daxin had lost face and was venting now.

No one will rebel without reason.

I'm afraid it's not accurate to use the word rebellion. The sects of the world have never surrendered to the imperial court.

Zongmen turned a blind eye to the existence of the imperial court, everyone did not interfere with the river, and no one cared.

The reason why the sects of the world fought against the imperial court was because Emperor Daxin insisted on going his own way, intending to subdue the sects of the world and bring the monks of the sects under the control of the imperial power.

The monks of the Zongmen are used to being free and easy, but they are not used to Emperor Daxin.

As soon as the news that Emperor Daxin wanted to subdue the world's sects came out, they launched a counterattack without saying a word.

When Emperor Daxin was trying to shirk responsibility for himself, a young eunuch ran into the hall staggering and scrambling.

"My lord, Palace Master Lian has gone!"

As soon as the little eunuch said this, the whole court was shocked.

Emperor Daxin's face suddenly turned pale, and he said tremblingly.

"Quick, take me to have a look."

Thus, Wen and Wu of Manchu Dynasty, under the leadership of a young eunuch, rushed towards Tianji Mansion.

At this time, everyone's face sank like water, and there was an extremely strong sense of crisis in their eyes.

A cultivator who practiced emptiness and harmonized the Tao could live at least 9000 years without being injured.The master of Tianji Mansion didn't need to fight with others, but he died inexplicably.

They are all cultivators, so they naturally know what this means.

Calculating the secret seems to be very easy and there is no danger.However, that is the case when extrapolating the little ones.

When calculating the secret, once it is calculated on someone stronger than yourself, it is easy to suffer backlash.

When everyone came to Tianji Mansion, they only saw a dead body that was bleeding from all seven orifices.

"What is Palace Master Lian calculating?"

Emperor Daxin asked.

Palace Master Lian's apprentice is a young man in his early twenties, his eyes are red, and he kneels in front of Palace Master Lian.

"Your Majesty, before Master died, he only said the word 'Lo'."

As soon as the young man said this, everyone in the hall was shocked.

It is well known throughout the court that Palace Master Lian has been making speculations about matters related to Qinghe Village.Now that Mansion Master Lian suffered a backlash and died, doesn't this mean that something went wrong in Qinghe Village.

"Didn't you already send someone to kill Qinghe Village? Could it be that I really can't change the secret?"

Emperor Daxin said to himself.

In the world of practitioners, everyone believes in secrets, but when faced with bad secrets, everyone will resist.

No one would be foolish enough to wait for death.

Emperor Daxin firmly believed in the calculation of Lord Lian, so he sent the imperial army to massacre Qinghe Village.

"Now you know why monks came to slaughter the village, right?"

Fang Yang put away his spells and said to the villagers of Qinghe Village.

The facts were before their eyes, and the villagers could not believe it or not.That is to say, after knowing the truth, they all looked depressed and their eyes were empty.

It is difficult for them to accept this fact.

They obviously did nothing, and they were charged with treason for no reason.

Fang Yang looked at the villagers expressionlessly, and he wanted the villagers to think about it for themselves.

"Village chief, folks, we shouldn't have survived."

At this moment, a somewhat immature voice came from among the villagers.

As soon as the voice came out, it attracted everyone's attention, even Fang Yang looked over.

The person who spoke was a boy about 13 years old. He was wearing a linen gown with a sparrow embroidered on the cuff.

"Zhao'er, what nonsense are you talking about?"

The old village head scolded angrily.

While scolding, he kept giving the young man winks, obviously protecting the young man.

The young man said solemnly: "Grandfather, the king wants the minister to die, and the minister has no choice but to die. Since the saint asked us to die, we should obey the order."

The boy spoke for the first time, and other villagers felt that the boy was too young and ignorant, so they didn't take it seriously.

But now, when they heard the young man say the words "the king wants his ministers to die, the ministers have to die", they were immediately angry.

"Village chief, what's going on with your Laotian family, do you want the whole village to die?"

"That's right! In order to provide for this boy, Tian Zhao, to study, the village is tight on clothes and food. When the village is in great trouble, he said such ungrateful words. The Tian family must give the villagers an explanation."

The village head and the village head's son and daughter-in-law were all overwhelmed, and they kept explaining, trying to appease the anger of the villagers.

At such a young age, Tian Zhao didn't panic at all when faced with accusations from the villagers.He looked at the villagers coldly, his eyes indifferent.

"Speak! Who taught you these words?"

A young man broke through the blocking of the village chief's house and rushed in front of Tian Zhao.He picked up Tian Zhao and questioned him loudly.

His wife was just pregnant, and after learning that it was Emperor Daxin who was going to slaughter the village, he wished he could kill the emperor.

Helpless, he has nothing to do with the emperor, he has nowhere to vent his pent-up anger.It happened that Tian Zhao helped the emperor speak, and became a punching bag for the young and strong.

Tian Zhao looked at Qing Zhuang without fear.

Somehow, after meeting Ueda Zhao's eyes again, Qing Zhuang flinched a little.

Tian Zhao said without emotion:

"The master once said that there is a country before a family. Qinghe Village is just a small village. The loss of Qinghe Village is very worthwhile in exchange for the stability of the country."

"Snapped!"

As soon as Tian Zhao finished speaking, a slap fell on his face, making his eyes stare.

"Don't confuse people here with gossip! I, Qinghe Village, have kept my duty for generations and have never done anything that endangers Daxin. Why do you want us to die? You want to die, right, I will fulfill you!"

Qing Zhuang was furious, and after slapping Tian Zhao, he grabbed Tian Zhao's neck.

"Boy from Tian Zhuang's family, what are you doing? He's still just a child, even if he says something wrong, he can just beat and scold him."

"Let go! If you pinch it again, you will die."

Seeing Tian Zhao's face turned blue from being pinched, the village chief's family stepped forward to rescue Tian Zhao without caring about stopping other villagers.

Soon, the villagers became a mess, some went up to beat Tian Zhao, some went up to persuade them to fight, and some tried to pull Qingzhuang away.
Seeing this, Fang Yang was very displeased.He rescued these villagers to preach to them.

With a wave of his sleeve, he released a burst of mana, which separated all the villagers in an instant.

(End of this chapter)