Chapter 331: The Ambition of the Central Sacred Dynasty (Part II)

The woman on the recliner looked at it, thought about it, nodded and said, "I understand what you mean." Demon beasts, like us, have a lifespan limit. What's more, it is the mount of the demon beast cavalry, and in every battle, there will be casualties. Once the 'Beast King Stone' is mined and consumed, even the 'Heavenly Spirit Clan' will not be able to make up for the casualties and losses of this kind of soldiers in a short period of time. Therefore, if you want to destroy Chijin and break their demon beast cavalry army, you only need to keep fighting all the way to oppress the past, and when the time comes, the demon beast cavalry army that shocked the entire Central Continent will naturally no longer exist. ”

"That's right!" the purple-robed man nodded, "I have already planted important chess pieces in Chijin, and I will regularly feedback the reserves and mining status of the 'Beastmaster Stone'. There is no need to wait for the 'Beast King Stone' to be exhausted, as long as its number reaches the bottom line of my calculation, and it is directly pressed by the army, it can completely destroy the Red Gold Demon Beast Cavalry Army! ”

"The world that can be won by fighting and killing is inferior after all. Another old man finally spoke at this time, "And to destroy the past of one dynasty after another, it is also a great loss to the strength of our holy dynasty." Today, unlike in the past, it is no longer possible for a unified dynastic state to emerge on the Central Continent as in the era of the end of France. ”

"Yes, instead of crushing with domineering, it is better to use the royal way to deter. The old man opposite him also agreed, "You are still too young and vigorous, and you still want to use such extreme methods as fighting, killing, and conquering cities to expand the territory of the Holy Dynasty. If you want to expand your territory, sometimes, you don't need to directly launch force. Force, as long as it acts as a deterrent, it is enough. ”

He glanced at the chessboard, smiled bitterly, and finally let go of the hand that was stretched into the chess basket, and on the chessboard, the big dragon of the black son had been truncated by the white son because of the difference of one word, and the piece in the upper left corner had become a dead chess.

He stood up, walked to the window where the purple-robed man was standing, and looked out: "Just like the current Holy Dynasty, although it only sits on the central land of the Central Continent, it seems that the land only accounts for less than ten percent of the entire continent. However, even if we are far away from such a country located in the easternmost part of the continent, and separated from our Holy Dynasty by a distance of millions of miles, we have no choice but to bow our heads -- this is the royal road of deterrence! Conquest does not necessarily require force. ”

"Yes, look at these books of great departure. The old man, who was beginning to collect the chess pieces, pointed to the pile of books that the middle-aged Confucian was subjected to, "Most of the words on these books and classics are already the standard characters after unification. You must understand that the unified script that is now used throughout the continent of Middle-earth was created by the saints of our Pilgrimage. Each of these words contains the idea of my Pilgrimage and the culture of Pilgrimage. As these unified scripts were passed down from generation to generation, soon, no one would recognize the original scripts of other dynasties and kingdoms, or even know them. ”

"At that time, the entire country on the Middle-earth continent will use the words of my holy dynasty to inherit the culture and thoughts of my holy dynasty. The white-clothed old man by the window, his tone was light, but he revealed a king and overlord aura that devoured heaven and earth, "This is the true way of a saint, a king without a crown!" At that time, even if Dali is still called Dali, Chijin is still called Chijin, they still have their own emperors, but the civilization that belongs to their dynasty has long been extinct, and what the people know and learn is the Wenhua of my holy dynasty and the etiquette of my holy dynasty. At that time, although I was still nominally the lord of the Central Continent, in essence, I was already the ruler of the entire Central Continent. ”

As he was talking, the middle-aged Confucian who had never raised his head or made a sound, suddenly interjected: "Elder Zhong, you are just an imaginary future pattern." The future is full of uncertainties, and destiny is full of countless branches. Perhaps, one day in the future, if a country has another 'sub-sage' and creates a new and more advanced script, then the plan of the Holy Dynasty to be crowned without a crown will be burned. ”

"That's right!" The strong man slapped his thigh and grinned at him, "You sour talent, you have finally said something clear! If our Holy Dynasty wants to be unified, we must be prepared to shed rivers of blood! Only a throne built with countless blood and bones can truly intimidate the world! As for words, it is just a beautiful fantasy of your Confucianism. ”

The two old men glanced at each other, Qi Qi smiled bitterly and shook his head, and did not argue with them again.

At this time, the footsteps of "pong, pong, pong" finally disappeared from the staircase, and a panting figure hurriedly walked in.

"A few of you!" As soon as Wu Ji walked in, he saw the graceful appearance of these people, and couldn't help but look angrily, "Such a big thing has happened, you can still sit here and gossip and chat so leisurely?" Zhong Lao, Sun Lao, how can you still sit still?"

"Wu Ji Khotan, did you take the wrong medicine? Or do you want to find a fight?" The strong man snorted, and returned with the same fierce gaze, "Such a big person, and you are still panicked in case of trouble, it is really a shame that you are still a general with troops! If I am Emperor Ying, looking at your virtue, rewarding you as a military commander will be regarded as giving face to the Wu family." ”

"You!" Wu Ji Tian was furious, and the spiritual power fluctuations on his body were almost about to attack on the spot.

Sun Laoyi, who was sitting and tidying up the chess pieces, raised his hand, stopped the two from bickering, looked at Wu Jitian, and asked, "What happened, how can you be in such a hurry?"

"You don't even know?!" Wu Jitian's eyes widened, and then he had a relieved expression, "No wonder, there is still some leisure to talk about here or not!"

Sun Lao frowned and said, "Okay, let's get down to business!" What happened?"

That Zhong Lao also turned around, frowned, and asked, "I heard that Zhou Kun and the others seem to have a quarrel with the students of the Great Departure Ancestral Academy, and they have to go to the Wenqu Pavilion to fight poetry and learning-what, could it be that they lost miserably? This seems a little impossible." ”

"Zhou Kun, did they lose miserably?" The middle-aged Confucian seemed to be interested, his eyes lit up, and he asked, "Could it be that there is another demon like Meng Tiance?"

Wu Jitian looked at them, his expression was indescribably strange, as if he was about to cry, as if he was angry, and he was a little overwhelmed.

In the face of everyone's different eyes, he sighed, then took a deep breath, word by word, and said with great heaviness: "This group of juniors who are separated from Da Li has turned the sky upside down! They relied on the support of four great Confucians, not only suppressed Zhou Kun, but also suppressed Zhou Lao and Prince Gong, who went to Wenqu Pavilion to see the results! It is said that all three of them have suffered some abuse, and they don't know how many slaps they have received all over their bodies, especially their faces, not only their teeth are broken, but they are already swollen and they can't see their human appearance. Now, Meng Siao, who is said to be the number one gentleman of the younger generation, is tying the three of them with spiritual power chains, and directly dragging them to the largest open-air stage in Beijing, I don't know what else I want to do!"

"How daring!"

"Damn it!"

"Damn it!"

Before Wu Ji's words had completely fallen, three thunderclap-like roars sounded in the room. The strong man slapped him directly, and slapped a big hole in the wall behind him, and the entire attic was shaking, and the gravel powder fell straight down.