Chapter Thirty-Eight: Worshipping the Moon in Southern Xinjiang

"Legalist Li Si!"

Looking at the elder who was cut in half, the remaining elder disciples suddenly felt a sense of sadness for the death of a rabbit and a fox, and looked at the pale, cold-hearted middle-aged man with some fear and hatred. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This is the world-famous Legalist giant Li Si.

Legalism, in a word, can be the law of the world.

Among the hundred sons, the status is the most special, known as invincible at the same level.

If it weren't for the fact that there were too few descendants of the Dharma, and the conditions were too harsh, we must understand the law, and we must win the favor of the lord and grasp the authority in order to command the dragon qi and gather the law.

Otherwise, Legalism will definitely surpass Confucianism and become the number one sect in the world.

"Huh!"

"Li Si, you want to destroy me too?"

Wu Yue, who was a celestial cultivator, turned pale, laughed miserably, and her eyes were full of despair.

Li Si was looked at by Wu Yue, thinking of the previous friendship, his eyes showed a trace of unbearability, so he could only stubbornly say:

"The food of the king, the matter of loyalty. Wu Yue, why are you suffering, the king has a deep affection for you, as long as you are obedient. It will definitely make you the lord of the six houses. ”

"Why are you so distressed ... ”

Li Si was already guilty, and in the end, it was inevitable that he would be a little embarrassed and sad.

Wu Yue, who was in the posture of a celestial man, did not speak, but just looked around in a daze, the mountain gate was broken, the mountains and rivers moved, and countless disciples fell. The originally powerful sect was destroyed.

She quietly looked at the white flower in front of her, and the petals withered away, leaving only a bare flower bone

As the last petal fell, Wu Yue's eyes were no longer lifeless.

Wu Yue's hand slowly lifted, writhing as if it were boneless.

She actually danced between the two armies, like a beautiful elf, which made countless people's hearts broken.

Even Qin Wangzheng, who had a cold face, had a rare look of warmth, nostalgia, and distress on his face.

"No, she's sacrificing, stop her, she's sacrificing herself to the heavens and ghosts. ”

The experienced Celestial Immortals looked at the calamity accumulated in the air with some fear, and the ancient gods accepted Wu Yue's sacrifice. An earth-shattering force descended from the sky.

Time seemed to be reversed, and the wounds on the bodies of the dead Heavenly Snake elites healed again and stood up again.

"Reverse time and space!"

"Run!"

On the contrary, the Hundred Schools camp is more ruthlessly lost, and one by one the soldiers have gone through decades of time in an instant, and they have become old and unbearable. Finally, it turns into a pile of loess.

Even the Martial Saint with amazing vitality couldn't stand the loss of time, and became old, and he didn't have the momentum just now.

Confucianism, Confucianism and others do not cultivate the flesh, and they don't have much longevity, so they are instantly drained and turned into a pile of dry bones.

Even the strongest emperor in the Middle Ages had a few more strands of white hair on his black head. Wu Yue's sacrifice actually gave him two hundred years to burn out of thin air.

Wu Yue looked at everything in front of her, her eyes showed a trace of reluctance, turned into a little white light, and disappeared between heaven and earth.

The Heavenly Snake Sect Master, who cultivated as a celestial man, broke the shackles of heaven and earth with the power of one person, reversed time and space, and killed hundreds of martial saints.

It also made several sect leaders in the Middle Ages lose their heads overnight, spending a hundred years.

The Heavenly Snake Sect Master, who had cultivated as a celestial man, finally turned into a streamer of light and completely disappeared into this world.

The elite of the sect, under the protection of the elders, boarded the Dharma ship that had already been prepared, and took advantage of the chaos in the cave and the moment when all forces were looting resources and fled to the southern frontier, leaving a trace of incense for the Heavenly Snake Sect.

"Great Elder, there are still many disciples who haven't boarded the boat!"

A few disciples looked at the fast-speeding Dharma boat and said with some choked up.

"They're all the best of the church. ”

"It's too late. ”

"The Heavenly Serpent Sect is gone. ”

Great Elder Wu Xingyun closed his eyes in pain, looked at the place where Wu Yue fell, and said in a sad voice.

"There is no Heavenly Serpent Sect in the world today, only the Lunatic Cult. ”

"No!"

Many disciples knelt on the boat and kowtowed to the place where Wu Yue fell.

"There is no more heavenly snake in the world, only moon worship!"

The strong people in the sect who were unwilling to flee fell one after another, the cave heaven and earth shattered, the earth cracked, revealing bottomless cracks, and volcanoes erupted, turning everything around them into magma.

"I am the Supreme Sect Master, and if you surrender as you wish, you will definitely be protected by me!"

A huge Yin and Yang Taiji diagram fixed the cracked earth and magma, and a grand voice spread throughout the cave sky.

"I am willing to submit. ”

A middle-aged disciple knelt on the ground and said loudly.

"Good!"

The grand voice said happily. A flash of light flickered, and the middle-aged disciple was instantly lured away.

"I am willing to submit. ”

With the first, soon there was a second, and the third, the disciples who were still hesitant, all knelt down under the guidance of these people.

"I am the master of the soldiers, and if you surrender as you wish, you will definitely be blessed by me!"

A huge bronze chariot appeared in the cave sky, and neither the wind nor the magma could get close. Bai Qi, dressed in military uniform, stood on top of the bronze chariot with a war gee in his hand, majestic

"I am the son of the Mo family, and if you surrender as you wish, you will definitely be blessed by me!"

A huge city projection appeared in the cave sky, and countless puppet beasts raised their heads to the sky and roared, with an astonishing momentum.

One disciple after another fell to his knees and was led away, and of course, there were loyal people, all of whom were mercilessly suppressed or burned to death in flames.

The elite disciples either fled or were divided among other sects, and the resources of the classics in the sect were plundered.

Obtaining the resources of the Heavenly Snake Sect, Qin Wangzheng compiled the Martial Scriptures, fought hard, and finally swallowed the Eight Desolations, swept the Liuhe, and became the first emperor of a generation.

If it weren't for his vain attempt to forge the Twelve Golden Men and the Yongzhen Leyline, he would have cut off the way out of the dragons in the world, and it would not have led to the rebellion of the world.

Qin lost its deer, the world chased it, and it was a war for many years, and the people were struggling to make a living.

The capital of Qin was breached, and the Afang Palace was destroyed and burned.

Countless treasure books have completely disappeared, and the golden book "Heavenly Snake Swallowing Concept Thoughts", the treasure of the Heavenly Snake Sect, has disappeared, and countless people have tried to find it, but in the end there is no result, which is also one of the biggest mysteries in the Middle Ages.

It turned out that the hundred schools of thought were severely damaged in the siege of the Heavenly Snake Sect, especially Confucianism, the few remaining Confucians, and the backbone of the Great Confucians, all of whom were reversed by Wu Yue and died of exhaustion of their longevity.

That's why Qin Wangzheng was able to dominate the world so easily and suppress hundreds of schools.

As for the book-burning pit Confucianism in the back, it was purely Qin Wangzheng to eliminate the traces of the existence of Wuyue and the Heavenly Snake Sect, as he said, not to let every word be passed on to the world.

The emperor has a heavenly constitution in his mouth, and he is full of words. Qin Wangzheng is also the emperor of emperors, so naturally no one dares to go against his will.

It turns out that this is the truth of the book burning pit Confucianism, thinking of this, Situ couldn't help but sigh a little.

And who would have thought that even the golden book coveted by the emperors of the Middle Ages would be buried in an unknown cave secret realm.