Shendu Imperial Palace, Wuji Palace.

Since yesterday, the hundred officials of the Shendu have been resting, and after the New Year, they will not go to court again until the day before the fifteenth.

The whole hall seems empty, and the square outside the door is even more snow-white, and you can feel the majesty and loneliness of the round place in the sky.

The crown prince Duguxi was dressed in a crown, embroidered with sun, moon, stars and cloud patterns, with a solemn face, walking alone in the square.

This crown is the crown prince's costume, and it is only worn during ceremonies, although it is gorgeous and solemn, but it is troublesome to wear.

He prefers simple Taoist robes, but he has just received an order that Emperor Yan, who has not appeared for a long time, wants him to come in this body.

"Father..."

Prince Duguxi looked at the Wuji Hall in front of him, pursed his lips, and strode into the main hall.

Squeak...

The originally closed door opened without wind.

The golden-armored royal forest army that used to guard outside the door no longer knows where to go, and the hall is empty, only a figure on the throne is wrapped in a surging golden spiritual mist, and it is impossible to see the appearance.

Duguxi was not surprised, and continued to move forward.

The Emperor of the People suppressed Sheji with his body, although the incense fire was washed away by divine power, completely cutting off the path of cultivation, but there would also be amazing magical powers.

An imperial decree can break up the ground.

As soon as Chrysostom is opened, it can condense water, fire and wind.

Of course, there are also conditions for this, if the whole god is a shocking feng shui bureau, the palace is the center of the array.

When he left the palace, his power was greatly reduced.

After entering the main hall, the crown prince Duguxi shook his shirt, his face was solemn, and he bent down deeply and arched his hand: "I have seen my father." ”

The clear voice reverberated in the hall.

On the throne, the golden light slowly dissipated, revealing a figure wearing a golden crown and a robe, with a tall figure, deep facial features, and extraordinary bearing.

But his eyes were cloudy, and his hair was even whiter.

"Father..."

Prince Duguxi's voice trembled, unable to speak.

He also hadn't seen Emperor Yan for a few days, and he couldn't imagine that in a short period of time, he would be so old.

"It doesn't matter."

Emperor Yan's eyes were calm, and he shook his head slightly: "The secret method of planting a foundation to continue his life is against the way of God, how can there be no price, Xi'er, you come up..."

Prince Duguxi's heart trembled, gritted his teeth, and walked towards the throne step by step.

That place is the center of the entire Shendu formation, and it is also a sacred place, without the permission of Emperor Yan, even if Guangyuan Zhenjun approaches, he will be repelled by the incense divine power accumulated by Great Yan for three hundred years.

When the crown prince Duguxi came to the throne, he was inexplicably at a loss.

Emperor Yan smiled dumbly, "What are you afraid of, this place seems mysterious to outsiders, but in a year, only you can come." ”

The crown prince Duguxi gritted his teeth, slowly came to the throne, and stood respectfully.

Emperor Yan stretched out his hand and waved, and a misty aura rose, and then said in a deep voice: "See for yourself." ”

Prince Duguxi raised his head, and his eyes were suddenly full of shock.

I saw that the light and shadow in front of me converged, forming a colorful vision, and there were thousands of changes between the rises.

This... This is.

Prince Duguxi immediately recognized what was in front of him.

The golden dotted lines are clearly the direction of the dragon veins and the earth Qi rushing, and there are points of light, representing the imperial temples of the military cities and counties of each prefecture and county.

Among them, there are three golden halos, which look clearly the ancestral temple of the Shendu Society, the altar of the Wuliang Mountain Humane Society, and the imperial tomb of the Dugu family in Longshou Mountain.

The three golden halos are arranged in the sun, moon and stars, and cooperate with the temples of various places to form the Shinto of the Dayan people.

"This is my big swallow luck..."

Emperor Yan looked into the distance and sighed faintly, "Back then, my father also took me to watch, and it was worse than you at that time." ”

The crown prince Duguxi hurriedly gave up his hand: "The father is wise and powerful, and the son is not as good as the emergency." ”

"Don't talk this nonsense."

Emperor Yan shook his head slightly, pointing to the light and shadow in front of him, "Watching the rise and fall of the Divine Dao incense, you can know my Great Yan's luck." ”

"The northwest frontier is vast and sparsely populated, the community temples are scattered, and the people's livelihood is hard, but it is often invaded by evil spirits, but incense is prosperous..."

"In the central states, the water and land are developed, the wind of extravagance and pleasure prevails, although there are many people, but the incense is shallow..."

"In the southern states, commerce and trade are prosperous, the families are expropriating and expropriating, and the people are even more dissatisfied..."

As he spoke, he snorted coldly.

Prince Duguxi was shocked, and saw that in the southern states, the golden light of the Sheji Temple was so thin that there was only a thin layer left.

His heart moved, and he looked at Bingzhou again.

Unexpectedly, the power of the incense in Bingzhou is particularly prominent, especially Yong'an, which is amazingly bright, not weaker than Xuanzhou, where Shinto is prevalent, and even the surrounding states are only slightly worse.

"Is it strange?"

Emperor Yan's face was calm, "This is the foundation of Shinto. ”

"In the past, the human emperor created a magic technique and gathered the power of all the people, so the luck of the human race lasted for ten thousand years, and the herdsmen of the royal family lost their luck and lost their righteousness."

"This kind of thing is clear to my father, and even the royal family of all dynasties is clear, but it is easier said than done, and you will naturally know it in the future."

said, took a deep breath, "Everyone in the world said that I set off a general trend and stirred up the storm, but I didn't know that the way of God was inherently incomplete, since the collapse of the Great Wei, the human race was divided into north and south, and each divided its luck, but it was just a remnant of breath, if the human race was not unified, the way of God would collapse in less than a hundred years." ”

"Recasting the Divine Dao has consumed most of the thousand-year-old accumulation of the Great Wei Dynasty, and if it collapses again, the human race will be completely protected by divine arts."

"This is the general trend, you can't hide, you can't retreat!"

The crown prince Duguxi suddenly realized, cold sweat oozed from his forehead, "Erchen still thought..."

"Think I'm so happy?"

Emperor Yan sneered, "I have been up and down all my life, I have never seen anything, and the last thing I lack is patience." ”

"Emperor Wei You's house... I originally thought that he wanted to restore the country, but now it seems that he is going to completely overthrow the Terran Shinto, and there is not much time left for us. ”

After hearing this, Prince Duguxi recalled the past, and a chill inexplicably rose in his heart.

Emperor Yan shook his head slightly, "This matter, fortunately, Guangyuan Zhenjun has made a move, and I will tell you in the future that what I want to do now is this matter." ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the light and shadow in front of him.

When Prince Duguxi looked at it, he saw that in the direction of Shendu, a puff of black smoke was rising, stirring the golden light of Shinto.

He naturally knew what had happened just now, and gritted his teeth, "Master Wang, what are you going to do?" ”

Emperor Yan was silent for a moment, his eyes full of memories, "When I was still the crown prince, I discussed history with Master Wang. ”

"In the ancient Zhou Dynasty, the royal family and the family ruled the world together, although the Zhou died, but the Zhou rites continue to this day, the royal family, the family, the legal lineage three-legged, united in troubled times, and fought with each other in prosperous times to cause troubled times, the cycle repeatedly, so that the human race has declined to this day, what should be the solution?"

"Wang Fuzi Dao, all because the emperor created the magic technique, it is to unite the power of all the people, and the royal family, the family, and the law lineage cultivators, the power is unbalanced, so the troubled times are endless."

As he spoke, he shook his head slightly and said: "You have to remember that Guangyuan Zhenjun and Wang Fuzi have the idea of saints, and they are considering the thousand-year-old luck of the human race, and the saints are not benevolent, if there is a need, even my Dayan will dare to destroy it." ”

"And that soldier saint Li Yuan, who is lucky for the human race, and even his subordinates and future generations will not let go, these saints, I can't do it, you have to use it in the future, and you must be careful!"

The crown prince Duguxi swallowed his saliva, "Erchen remember the teachings of his father. ”

Emperor Yan nodded, and smiled helplessly, "The government army has opened up the wasteland, prices have skyrocketed, the people's grievances are boiling, and the southern states have resisted... These were all expected by Wang Fuzi, but because of Emperor Wei You, they appeared in advance. ”

"I lost a bet, the Luo family's stupid businessman nature, self-styled cleverness, has made the prince cast into the sword of public opinion."

"This knife is for you."

Prince Duguxi's scalp was numb, "Father, who is this knife going to cut at?" ”

Emperor Yan said coldly: "You can cut anyone." ”

"Cut down to the royal family, I will issue an edict against myself, take out the treasury, calm the people's grievances, and pave the way for you with my reputation..."

"Cut to the family, the royal family will work with the Shanhai Academy to innovate the Zhou ceremony, suspend the gluttonous army, fight outside the first and settle the inside, and use the blood of the family to cast your prestige..."

"This knife, if it is slashed at the Taiyi Sect, Guangyuan Zhenjun will make a move, in the name of the chaos of the Shinto Society, behead the prince, and then calm the people's grievances, not to mention the innovation of the Zhou ceremony, the family praises and submits, and achieves your name of benevolence and righteousness..."

Prince Dugu Xi was stunned and said, "Why is this so? ”

Emperor Yan shook his head and said: "Public opinion is like a knife, but it can collapse the society, the knife is explosive, and it can't be taken back if you pick it up." ”

"I'm old and lack of courage, this sword king master will hand it over to you."

"Go back and prepare, no matter who you cut, it will achieve your prestige, and with the help of the border army and the central army, you can control the situation..."

With that, he waved his hand, and his face showed a tired look.

The crown prince walked out of the Wuji Hall in a daze, only to see that the lonely figure on the throne had been shrouded in golden divine light again, and then the door of the main hall slammed shut...

……

Outside the Langya Library, the atmosphere has been depressed to the extreme.

Cold sweat continued to break out on the forehead of the middle-aged Confucian scholar.

In front of him, there were people kneeling on the street, all with bloody faces, and their eyes were either sad and angry, or dazed and desperate.

As Emperor Yan said, public opinion is like a knife, and when this opening is broken, it will be difficult to take it back.

All eyes of the city converged here.

Some doubt, some frightened, some incredulous.

What they were puzzled about was that the method of ghost sacrifice was about to be formed, and the rolling black mist was already visible to the naked eye, rushing straight into the sky, why didn't the royal family and the Taiyi Sect move?

What they were terrified of was that something big was going to happen...

And what is unbelievable is the strength of resentment and anger accumulated by these people, who are usually regarded as ants...

No one knew about the conversation that took place in the palace.

As time went on, a wave of despair rose in the crowd, and some people began to curse angrily.

"Why didn't Master Wang come out?"

"Saying that you want to make decisions for the small people is all a lie!"

"Hahaha... We are too naïve, the royal family, the family, the legal lineage, high up, how can they care about us and wait! ”

"Kill it, there's no way to survive anyway..."

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared, with a high crown of Confucian robes, and Haoran was soaring into the sky like a torch.

Wang Fuzi still has a normal sunset appearance, his eyes are full of sadness and persistence, looking at the prospect, he said in a deep voice: "Heaven is endless, humanity is impermanent, mourning my human race, there is a lot of suffering." ”

"Today's old man, I will ask for an explanation for you!"

With that, he straightened his clothes and strode towards the direction of the imperial city, while behind him was a dense crowd of people, silent and firm......