Wei Zhao stood at the door of Zhang Yi's cell, Zhang Yi was in a daze, his serious illness had not healed, and his mind had already collapsed after experiencing such a blow, "Zhang Yi, I have come to see you." Compared with Wei Hui, Zhang Yi's weight in his heart is not light.

Zhang Yi looked up at Wei Zhao in front of him vigorously, "The old man has nothing to say." Zhang Yi struggled to spit out a few words, and then closed his eyes to recuperate.

"Zhang Yi, you have been against me from the beginning, if you had assisted me from the beginning, how could there be today's situation, you are still the first assistant minister of my Great Wei. ”

Zhang Yi still closed his eyes and remained silent.

"I know that the death of the first emperor has nothing to do with you, but unfortunately I want to give an explanation to the world, Zhang Yi, you and the demon of the Immortal Sect are my explanation to the people of the world. "But I still want to thank you and Ma Bian of the Immortal Sect, if you didn't wait like this, I wouldn't have inherited Great Wei so quickly. ”

"You're not here to say such nonsense, are you?"

"Haha, Zhang Yi, Zhang Yi, why are you so smart to assist my stupid imperial brother. ”

"Wei Zhao is the Son of Heaven, and Great Wei is dead. ”

Wei Zhao laughed angrily, "The nonsense of a madman is regarded as the most ridiculous by you. ”

Zhang Yi remained silent.

"I know you have a backhand. Wei Zhao took out an edict from his sleeve and still held it in front of Zhang Yi, "Look, isn't this thing?"

When Zhang Yi heard this, he opened his eyes, picked up the edict in front of him, and after seeing the content of the edict, he was like a deflated ball, slumped on the ground, his eyes blank.

This edict was the edict of Wei Jian's canonization of Wei Hui as the crown prince, and now it fell into the hands of Wei Zhao, and the last insistence in Zhang Yi's heart was shattered.

Wei Zhao saw Zhang Yi like this, knowing that his last glimmer of hope had been shattered, turned around and left, Wei Zhao walked a few steps, suddenly turned back and said: "Zhang Yi, I forgot to tell you that your Zhang Mansion is next door, and in a few days, I will reunite your family." ”

Zhang Yi instantly got up from the ground, crawled to the door of the cell, and reached out to grab Wei Zhao, making a "ahhhhhhh

"Come on, let the best imperial doctor cure Zhang Yi, I want him to see that the Wei State is under my governance and is prosperous. Wei Zhaotou didn't look back and got out of prison.

When Ming Wang arrived at the Beijing Emperor, the wind and snow that lasted for several days had already stopped, and the warm winter sun shone comfortably, and Wei Zhao had already held the enthronement ceremony, officially enthroned as the Son of Heaven of Wei, and swept away the stale atmosphere in the court.

The land of the Jinghuang is worthy of being the land of the dragon of the Great Wei Dynasty, protecting the thousand-year-old national Zuo of the Great Wei Dynasty, Ming Wang looked at the bustling crowd on the street, and sighed in his heart.

Ming Wang has been in the Beijing Emperor for a few days, the city is becoming more and more lively, there are many warriors, or with knives, people with swords, since the founding of the Great Wei, up to the officials and nobles, down to the common people have a martial style, there is no ban on martial arts, as long as you don't make trouble in the city, but these days with the increase in the number of warriors, the army patrolling in the city has also increased.

The patrol army in the city heard that it was the blood warrior brought by Wei Zhao, the Son of Heaven, from the land of Beiliang, and it was a soldier with the strength of the late stage of qi refining, and it was a real warrior of hundred refinements who fought with the Hu clan in the north.

A team of bloodmen walked in front of Mingwang, the bloodmen were all in black armor, revealing a steely will, with a heavy momentum, Mingwang looked at the bloodfighters walking in front of him, suddenly frowned, and secretly wondered: "Why do these bloodmen each have a faint bloody breath." ”

"It seems that the Great Wei Qi has been exhausted, but as the Son of Great Wei but raising such a yin and evil thing, how can the fortune of the country not fail. "It was a fat man who looked to be about the same age as Ming Wang.

The fat man looked at Ming Wang and said, "I guess you also smell the smell of blood on their bodies, it's really fucking stinky, it disturbs Dao Ye's state of mind." ”

After looking closely, I found that this person was dressed as a person, but he claimed to be a Taoist at a young age, which was really ridiculous.

Ming Wang asked: "I don't know why this Taoist master said this, what is an evil thing. ”

The little fat Taoist glanced at the Qingying Sword hanging from Mingwang's waist, and thought, "You don't know what you mean?"

"I don't know before I ask the Taoist for advice. ”

"It's okay, let's find a place, don't stand here and eat ashes, and let Dao Ye teach you well. "The little fat Taoist put on an adult appearance, nondescript, funny.

The two found a restaurant to make it, asked for a few side dishes, a pot of wine, and watched the little fat Taoist talk.

It turns out that the little fat Taoist is a disciple of Luofu Mountain, called Guan Shan, this time it is Hongchen experience, Guan Shan grabbed the chicken in his hand, and said vaguely: "My master respects his old man, I don't know if he is old, what is there to experience in this world, isn't it just to eat and drink, and kill some monsters by the way." ”

Mingwang didn't know where Luofu Mountain was, and when he heard about the monsters in the Guanshan Pass, he was more alert in his heart.

It turns out that the blood warriors patrolling in the capital practice a kind of evil sect exercises, relying on killing people to absorb blood and qi to improve the realm, the higher the realm, the more people kill, and when they reach a certain realm, they are no longer satisfied with killing people to absorb blood and qi to improve the realm, and must rely on the blood of living people to cultivate, and in the end they become a bloodthirsty monster who loses his mind and becomes a bloodthirsty monster.

This kind of exercise improves the realm very quickly, and many cultivators practice this method in order to take a shortcut, but the Tao is not enough, and the Dao heart is not strong and becomes a monster.

Otherwise, how could Wei Zhao be able to exterminate the Hu clan of the Great Wei for nearly a thousand years in just a few years in the land of Beiliang, relying on the power of the blood warriors.

"These blood warriors have just cultivated, and they are not deep, if they enter the depths of this exercise one day, they can't stop even if they want to. ”

"Is there a way?"

"What, you want to save these people's lives?"

Ming Wang shook his head and said, "For such a matter involving the royal family, we are alone, and we are powerless, and we can't do anything. ”

"This involves the royal family of the Great Wei Dynasty, the lifeblood of Guozuo, but it is not just a human life, it is said that the master has a life, and he cannot meddle in the world. Guan Shan threw the leftover chicken bones in his hand and said.

Mingwang also knows this principle, and as far as the fate of the country is concerned, the lives of many people are also the lives of ants.

"You also know that there are more and more martial artists in the city in the past few days, these are the disciples of some secular families, or monks like me who came out to practice. ”

"The new Son of Heaven of the Great Wei Dynasty ascended the throne, but the four seas are uneven, banditry, natural disasters continue, the fortunes of the Great Wei Dynasty have been exhausted, it is a fixed number, and now it is just a return to the light, these disciples of the family are out of the mountain to find the Son of Heaven to assist the new dynasty, and strive for a thousand years of inheritance for the family in the new dynasty. ”

"Da Wei is exhausted, even if these blood warriors don't care, they won't have a few years to live. ”

"When Dao Ye bumped into it here today, we don't care about the Wei family's own affairs, this cult disciple who teaches some blood refining methods, Dao Ye will intervene. ”

Guan Shan asked Ming Wang how it was, Ming Wang readily agreed, and the two joined forces to catch this demon out, for Ming Wang, this is a godsend opportunity, through Guan Shan you can contact the real cultivators, and his master has been looking for a lifetime, let him encounter this opportunity today, how can he miss it.

The two discussed, the person who taught the method of blood refining is very likely to be Mr. Lu, who has a mysterious background, this person is now the first assistant of the Great Wei and the position of national teacher, I don't know what the realm of this person is, that is, the guards around him are all in the realm of refining, or there are people in the realm of grandmasters, but it is not easy to kill this person.

This person usually lives in a simple place, and he is in the palace on weekdays, and occasionally when he goes back to his mansion, he is followed by a group of guards, and it is also difficult to add a Mr. Lu who does not know how to cultivate in the realm.

"Don't worry, if this Mr. Lu really cultivates this blood refining technique, he will always come out one day to suck blood, and now the blood of a person who cultivates to the higher the realm, the greater the improvement of his realm. ”

"Nowadays, the city is full of monks, and he will not be able to hold back these delicious snacks sooner or later. ”

In the past few days, Mingwang has mixed with Guan Shan, this little fat Taoist is very eloquent, and has made some family disciples, daily mountain and sea delicacies, wine and delicacies, and talked about the little fat Taoist on the wine table.

This Guan Shan Dao Ye said privately: "These disciples of the family are all idiots, Dao Ye makes up some stories every day to coax them, and they can mix a meal of delicacies, which is very cost-effective, and saves a lot of money." ”

Mingwang laughed at himself, it seemed that he was the same as those disciples of the family, but he was not the bitter master who paid for it.