Chapter 120: The Founding of the Ming Dynasty

Yu Sheng nodded, in general, the army he controlled was not weaker than other countries.

Among all the armies, the 'Overlord Disciple Soldiers' are the best and the most powerful, and after cultivating in the martial arts arena, all the soldiers are above the Nine Rank Martial Artists.

Secondly, there are the disciples of the Demon Cult and the vassal legion of the Demon Cult.

From the division of camps, they belong to the Demon Sect, and every time the sky descends on the Qi Luck Creation, their strength will soar rapidly.

Three thousand Demon Sect disciples, cultivating to the top of the Nine Rank Martial Arts.

200,000 Demon Sect affiliated legions, cultivated to the top of the four-rank martial artists.

As for the Right Guard, the strength should not be underestimated, under the leadership of Guan Hong, it has been fighting with the Qin army all the year round, and has gone through the baptism of war, and has cultivated to be a second-grade martial artist.

Among several armies, the weakest combat effectiveness is the city defense army, which is formed by Chihuo, responsible for the defense of the city, maintaining order, and cultivating as a general first-class martial artist.

All the armies were formed by warriors, and such a military strength was much stronger than when the Chu State was at its strongest.

Looking at the whole world, even the Qin State cannot do it.

After all, the resources of the Reckless Continent are too scarce, and when a resource is found, the ruler is the first to enjoy it, as for ordinary civilians, who cares?

"Spread the word to the world, and in a week, the country will be founded!"

Yu Sheng took a deep breath, his eyes flashing, and commanded loudly.

"No!"

Everyone stood up, with excitement that could not be concealed.

Founding!

They are the founding heroes, recorded in the history books, passed down through the ages, and enjoyed forever.

............

When the news was delivered, the world was shocked, and many forces sent envoys to participate in the founding ceremony.

Under Guo Jia's planning, Chu set off a migration frenzy, and the Yu clan, the Black Fire Village, those who contributed to the founding of the Yu family, those who cultivated into powerful warriors, and the talented young generation were given priority to live in the imperial capital.

In just a few days, Zang Tianling, which is usually sparsely populated, has become prosperous, with caravans coming and going, people looking forward to it, and it is very lively.

Day 7!

The sun is shining, the sky is clear, and the sun is shining, shining on the vast land.

A soldier in armor, with eyes as sharp as knives, and weapons in his hand, patrolled the city walls.

Every soldier is a nine-rank martial artist.

At this time, the east gate was wide open, and two hundred 'Ba Prince's younger soldiers' stood in columns, their eyes were like guns, their expressions were indifferent, and they were extremely sharp.

The powerful breath, released without reservation, has reached the innate realm.

This frightened many of the messengers who came to watch the ceremony.

The power of the Yu clan is so powerful!

"It's horrible!"

The envoy of the Qin State was dignified, if it was two hundred innate martial artists, he would not care, but the army composed of two hundred innate martial artists ......

This is very scary!

"Is this really a clan, the power that has been built?"

The weaker envoy of the Song State was even more trembling, swallowing his saliva vigorously, and his face was pale.

There are also envoys of Zhao and Qi, who are also full of complexity when they walk through the city gate.

"What a rich aura!"

Passing through the city walls, all the messengers were amazed and their hearts were shaken.

The aura inside the city is at least dozens of times richer than that outside the city.

With such a treasure, cultivation will be twice as effective with half the effort, and it will be much easier to break through the bottleneck.

In the long run, won't the powerhouse of the Yu clan grow exponentially?

Under the leadership of the guards, the envoy walked along the long street, passed through the west gate, entered Zang Tianling, and saw a wide school field.

A huge altar, standing on the top of the mountain, is placed for sacrifices.

Under the altar, hundreds of civil and military officials stood respectfully, wearing official uniforms, with solemn faces.

Behind the hundred officials, 100,000 soldiers held the battle, one after another blood rushed to the sky, shaking the heavens and the earth, and when it was strong.

The onlookers were silent.

......

"The auspicious time has come!"

A majestic voice exploded in the mountains, like thunder, and the sky disappeared above the sky.

Yu Sheng was dressed in a black dragon robe, wearing a crown on his head, and his face was solemn, and he slowly walked towards the altar.

Behind him, Yuan Tiangang followed, with a solemn face, holding a jade plate in his hand, on which two items were placed.

"See the lord!"

Walking in front of the hundred officials, the hundred officials knelt down.

"See the lord!"

Walking in front of 100,000 soldiers, the army roared, resounding through the heavens and the earth, as if welcoming the rest of their lives.

The altar is nine stories high, and the rest of his life looks solemn and steps on the altar.

Yuan Tiangang was three steps apart, and he was full of respect.

Above the altar, there is a large ding, several feet high, and a torch is lit on the side, which is blazing.

In addition, there is a table case.

Yu Sheng stretched out his hand, put the 'jade seal' and 'holy decree' on the tray in Yuan Tiangang's hand, and placed them on the table.

Then, facing north, the rest of his life knelt down respectfully.

"Get on your knees!"

Yuan Tiangang shouted, his voice was mighty, and he was angry.

For the rest of his life, he bowed to the sky, and after three prostrations, he stood up.

"Two kneels!"

Yuan Tiangang drank again, his breath was so rich that it was extremely strong, and a pillar of light rose behind him.

Yu Sheng knelt down again, knocked on the ground three times, and then got up.

"Three knocks!"

Yuan Tiangang bowed, the voice was transmitted for dozens of miles, and the pillar of light turned white, lasting nine days, downloading nine shades!

The rest of his life knelt on the ground, frowning slightly, always feeling a little uncomfortable deep inside.

This feeling is very mysterious.

I can't tell you how to say it.

But time was tight, he ignored it, and after three bows and nine bows, he stood for the rest of his life, his majestic eyes, and looked around.

Yuan Tiangang saluted respectfully, retreated into the ranks of civil officials below, and stood in third place.

The rest of his life was alone, and a majestic aura that was proud of the world erupted.

Let's ask, who is the lord of the vast earth?

Taking another deep breath, Yu Sheng took out the holy decree on the table, slowly opened it, and read it aloud.

"From today onwards, the country will be 'Ming'!"

"Ordered by the sky, both longevity and eternal prosperity!"

In an instant, the golden jade seal was suspended out of thin air, shining brightly, and the power of luck lingered, supreme, falling on the holy decree and stamped with the jade seal.

Daming Kingdom, stand!

"Ding, congratulations to the host, establish a country, you can use the god list, is it open?"

"Ding, congratulations to the host, establish the country, unlock the Sheji Academy, do you want to summon?"

Two prompts echoed in the mind of the rest of his life.

At the same time, information about the 'Fengshen Bang' and the 'Sheji Academy' continued to emerge and the occasions for their use.

"Open the God List!"

After learning the details, the rest of your life is secretly said.

The void light flashed, and the god list appeared on the table, filled with a supreme terrifying aura.

The aura of Xuanhuang lingered, and a big 'Ming' character appeared on the surface of the god list, exuding a majestic atmosphere.

God List!

This is the treasure of luck, condensed by the endless luck of heaven and earth, and is suitable for the founding of the country, so as to canonize ministers and consolidate the power of the monarch.

"Aang!"

A nine-clawed golden dragon flew out of the 'God List', shining with golden light, extremely noble, with an indescribable aura, suppressing the void.

It hovers over the imperial capital, attracting luck to converge.

The dragon's mouth was wide open, and an immortal golden light fell on the big ding, and the breath was extraordinarily mysterious.