"What's so nice about the sky when it's dark?"

"You see, the Big Dipper slowly rises along the path of the four houses, the main center of the moon rotates at an even speed, in fact, each planet has its own star field. The dark side of the moon is often referred to as the "Lunar Realm", where everything is impermanent and unreliable. What goes beyond these seven realms is the realm of the stars, and what exceeds the realm of the stars is the so-called "supreme realm", and beyond the supreme heaven is the realm of the first mover or the immovable prime mover, that is, the place where the gods and Buddhas are located, and now the gods and Buddhas will push the Big Dipper above our Da Yin, and it will bless us with peace and tranquility in the country, and the wind and rain will be smooth and free from the invasion of other countries......" The man with a white pointed hat looked up at the sky and chattered.

"Hmph, what blesses our great Yin country and the people is always the strength of the army, not some gods, Buddhas and stars, it's okay for you to coax those scholars and children in front of me!" Emperor Yin drank the wine in his hand and let out a slightly drunken burp.

His Majesty the Emperor is drunk and delirious, I hope the gods and Buddhas will forgive me...... Emperor Yin displeased and threw the cup in the direction of the man, but he cleverly avoided it.

"Why didn't the gods and Buddhas help me when I was fighting, and now I'm free to forgive Lao Tzu?" Emperor Yin lay on the lawn, comfortably looking at the Milky Way that crossed the sky, and the stars fell in his eyes, like three thousand worlds.

"What you said, have you forgotten the scene of the first battle of Qingjialuo? The gods and Buddhas of the heavens came down to help the army of our Yinguo, and killed Lu Mengxin and their army to the ground, and they rolled up the wind, tore the earth, raised the sea, and ignited the fire ......."

"Portrait of the Gods...... I'll never forget in my life, that magic cost you a lot of life. Emperor Yin stared into his eyes and said faintly.

"It's just a year or two. He said lightly, as if forgetting that a warlock had half the lifespan of an ordinary person.

The strength of the Yin Kingdom is not only the strength of the army, but also the assistance of countless warlocks.

In the historical records, every victory of the Yin country in the war is inseparable from the warlocks, most of them are scattered in Lin'an City on weekdays, living an idle and free life, once the war occurs, they will play an important role, on the battlefield when the Yinguo ironclad army charged, they used a variety of unbelievable large-scale magic in the battlefield behind the enemy, few countries can compete with it.

In the generation when Chu Xiaohua was the emperor, the respect for warlocks can be said to have reached its peak, and Chu Xiaohua specially set up a "magic department" in the court to manage and screen warlocks.

The monarchs of various countries feel disgusted by Chu Xiaohua's behavior, under the wheel of history, the warlocks have always been the group of people at the bottom of the status, but when they came to Chu Xiaohua, they were treated as guests, they were afraid of the powerful and mysterious power of the warlocks, but they were never able to effectively control them, and they watched the warlocks of their own countries defect to Chu Xiaohua's banner, but they couldn't do anything.

But no one can deny that under the rule of Chu Xiaohua, the national strength of the Yin State has become stronger and stronger, and even the Bottle State has formed an alliance with it, and the world has gradually formed a three-legged pattern, with the Apocalypse Eagle, the Liang Wolf, and the Sabertooth Mastiff forming a powerful military alliance.

"If you can contribute to our big yin, even if the liver and brain are smeared on the ground, what if the body is broken!" he said iron-cladly.

"You can keep pretending, there's no third person here anyway. Emperor Yinhuang took a clean cup and poured wine again, with long sleeves and good dancing, vanity and resentment have always been his character, especially in front of him.

The man smiled awkwardly: "I'm not from the bottom of my heart." ”

"Words from the bottom of my heart...... Now there are still a few people who can speak from the bottom of their hearts in front of me, and most of them are in the ground......" Emperor Yin raised his eyebrows and said helplessly.

"Your filial sons and daughters have made you angry again. The man ate and laughed, and saw the reason for the emperor's annoyance.

"Alas, don't mention it, Chu Yingyang is idle all day long after returning from the battle, Chu Xun won't let me stop, and Xiao Zhao is angry all day long, how good are you to let me be a father, and those mountains of music in the palace can never be corrected! Sometimes I really want to die on the jade seal, so as to save trouble!" he sighed heavily.

"Don't, I don't want to go through another change of dynasty, and I don't want to go to your grave during the Qingming Festival, if you die in front of me early, and see Ye Sheng and a few of them, you won't be laughed to death by them, and even a warlock won't survive!" The man spread his hands, if the ministers in the palace heard these disrespectful words, they couldn't help but panic.

But he dared to say it in front of His Majesty the Emperor, because he was Guo Yu, the most powerful warlock in the history of the Yin Kingdom, and he walked on the land of the Yin Kingdom on behalf of the will of the gods and Buddhas, of course he dared His Majesty the Emperor to talk about life and death, and it can be said that the bald man with a hooked nose in front of him affected the historical process of the entire Yin Kingdom.

In the battle with the Golden Horde, Chu Xiaohua and the Golden Horde general Hulu Du Khan met on the shallows of the Tiannu River, and Hulu Du Khan wielded his ghostly battle axe and fought with Chu Xiaohua until his battle axe cut through Chu Xiaohua's nephrite armor, and blood spilled on the beach like a war.

Just when Chu Xiaohua's life was hanging by a thread, Guo Yu rode a bald old horse and crashed away from Hulu Du Khan, at that moment, the will of the gods and Buddhas gathered in his palm, Guo Yu carved the fire of the Phaseless on his chest, let the red flames devour him alive, and his howl resounded throughout the battlefield, and when the Golden Horde reinforcements arrived, Hudulu Khan turned into a charred human form curled up on the ground.

Chu Xiaohua didn't seem to hear him speak, and said to himself: "I haven't been stable for a few days since I became the emperor, and it's even more annoying to have to manage state affairs after the war! And those who listen to those ministers complain about the west, either where the famine needs food supplies, or where the flood needs the assistance of soldiers, these are all trivial things, the most angry thing is the fat belly Chen Guangkun, who thinks about my sister all day long, and last time he actually asked me to marry Chu Musk to her, I really wanted to kill him with a sword!

"I know, you've been complaining all these years. He said softly.

"I can only complain, but there are fewer and fewer people who can listen to me. His Majesty the Emperor scratched his hair and said helplessly.