"Providence ...... hearts and minds?"

The little emperor chewed these words in his heart.

He doesn't understand, although Confucianism often talks about what is in line with the heart of heaven and conforms to people's wishes, but he is not a sour and ignorant person, and he knows very well that it is more of a means of manipulating power.

I am afraid that it is very different from Wang Dong's meaning.

The 'demon' in front of him, who pretended to be his identity and sat in the Dragon Court in a grand manner, still needed the power of those Confucian ministers?

He has relied on his mysterious and unpredictable ability to act willfully and recklessly to the court and even the world, and he has taken what he wants.

As for who he was building up momentum for, the little emperor was also full of confusion, only extremely suppressed urgency remained, even if he had now entered the ranks of masters with the Dafa of absorbing gong, it still didn't bring him much sense of security.

The little emperor had a faint premonition that an unprecedented storm was about to sweep the world.

Crackle crackle!

A torrential rain suddenly fell in the middle of the night, washed over the capital, and stopped at dawn.

For the rich and noble, it is just a night of wind and rain, and perhaps it can also inspire some poetry and elegance. But for the vast majority of ordinary people, it is undoubtedly another suffering, even if this is the imperial capital at the feet of the Son of Heaven and the place where the world is plastered.

A night of violent rain destroyed many houses and caused many people to suffer......

Wang Dong stood on the roof of the palace with his hands in his hands, looking at the inside and outside of the capital, perceiving the entanglement, circulation and fluctuation of the qi between heaven and earth, which not only has the intersection of heaven and earth, but also the fusion of the emotions of all beings, joy, rage, curse, and resentment...... It is as if it has converged into a vast sea of countless emotions and thoughts, and once it is vented, it will twist into a fierce beast that engulfs everything.

In fact, with Wang Dong's ability, reversing the storm of a day is only a matter of raising a hand, even if the mind is divided into two now, the realm is the same.

For him, celestial phenomena such as storms, torrential rains, thunderstorms, and heavy snow are only slightly larger, like a small splash of water splashed in the rushing river.

But it is easy to change this fluctuation with his mind, but this fluctuation will not disappear out of thin air, but will only lurk temporarily, waiting for him to leave this world one day and come back again.

At that time, the only difference may be that the affected pond fish have changed their stubble.

Wang Dong sighed slowly, the light in the center of his eyebrows was revealed, and the bronze door in the sea of knowledge flashed, and a wisp of mental power immediately swirled around it.

After a moment's effort, Wang Dong's eyes flashed, and this wisp of mental power returned, but it was with the Panwu Heavenly King in the Fengyun World who sensed and exchanged information across time and space.

Only a few days have passed in the Ming world where the deity is located, but the world of wind and clouds has already passed ten months.

The Panwu Heavenly King was methodically collecting the essence of the four great beasts according to the plan, and now the fire qilin in the Lingyun Cave had already started, and the Emperor Shakti was almost in his hands.

Although the Fengyun World is as strong as a cloud, there is no need to worry about the combat power of the Panwu Heavenly King, and Wang Dong has returned his attention to the bronze door.

Over the years, Wang Dongshu has traveled all over the worlds of the Eight Directions, the secret books of divine skills in one world after another, the unpredictable Temple of the God of War, the four great beasts of Fengyun, the abandoned immortals who left the east of the country, the divine magic weapons, the immortal and immortal demon gods and demons, the Dream Emperor of the main world, the whale rider, and the three immortal demon level figures of the Feather Immortal Immortal The dream realm created by the destruction of the world......

Until now, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is used to seeing the mysteries of heaven and earth.

But these are compared with the bronze door in the sea of knowledge, immediately seem ordinary, through the world, throughout the ancient and modern, in front of this bronze door, it seems that time and space have become within reach, think about it, what an incredible power?

Even if it is an immortal and demon level master, he must be shocked by it.

"None, the beginning of heaven and earth; Yes, the mother of all things...... Mysterious and mysterious, the door of all wonders ....... A sentence in the Taoist scripture naturally emerged, Wang Dong was silent for a long time, Fang Zi exhaled a breath, and muttered: "Everything and everything, the wonder of creation, out of this door, this door, there is really a bit of the so-called door of all wonders." ”

In the more than ten years since he got the bronze door, of course, Wang Dong will not only use the bronze door as a tool for traversing, in fact, he has spent a lot of time studying it, and he knows every line on the door very well.

It's just that when the cultivation is shallow, no matter how much research is done, it is nothing, until you understand the way of heaven and man, and then explore this bronze door, once you have a deep contemplation of every line on the door, you will have a sense of fright, like an ant peeking into the sky, I don't know the size of the sky, the breadth of the earth.

The higher the realm, the more you can appreciate the horror contained in it.

At that time, Wang Dong had a feeling that once he continued to comprehend, it was no longer as simple as him realizing some truth from the bronze door, but that the law and reason contained in the bronze door would cover his Dao, his path, and even his will would be forcibly distorted.

Thus the visualization and exploration stopped.

But now it is different from the past, and now Wang Dong's road has been completed, not only to walk to the people in the road, but also to get the Heavenly Crying Sutra, and the rich heritage of thousands of years in the world of wind and clouds has also been slowly digested by him.

It's also time to explore the mysteries of the Bronze Gate once and for all.

In the ordinary martial arts, a martial artist who has achieved success in refining gods, if he concentrates his divine will on the tip of the pen and splashes ink between the calligraphy and painting, there is a person with a high level of understanding, once he gets this calligraphy and painting, he may also be able to realize some superior martial arts.

Or the Temple of the God of War, the forty-nine catalogues engraved in it are certainly treasures of martial arts, rare and rare, but if there are masters who can visualize the Temple of the God of War and understand the legal principles contained in the Temple of the God of War, the results may not be inferior to the catalog of the God of War.

And what about the bronze door?

Wang Dongzhi stood majestically in the bronze gate in the sea, and his thoughts penetrated into it, and each thought was like a light differentiation, turning into stars and blending into the reckless and simple lines.

If he can truly visualize the laws and principles contained in the bronze gate, and make up for his shortcomings in the battle of immortals and demons, it will be easy to kill, and it will even be enough to achieve a truly earth-shattering and weeping ghost and god supernatural power!

In this contemplation, time passed, and in the blink of an eye, a half-moon scene passed.

In this half a month, Hulong Villa teamed up with Dongchang, with the help of Shen Wansan's financial resources and news channels all over the world, to publicize the news of the top of the Tianshan Mountain and the martial arts conference.

As soon as the news came out, it immediately caused the martial arts to boil, and the world was in an uproar.

Not only were the eight major martial arts factions and many black and white masters dumbfounded, but the court was also boiling like a frying pot, knowing that the current emperor had always acted absurdly, but he didn't expect it to be so absurd.

Immediately, the courtiers wrote to ask for advice, and there were some old ministers who spoke sharply, and even some old ministers moved the queen mother out, wanting the emperor to retract this ridiculous idea, but unfortunately the emperor was like eating a scale, and all the letters of advice flowed into the sea like mud, and never returned.

Soon it was February.