Hearing this, an imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then his face sank, and he ordered Fei Zhong and You Hun: "I order you two to go to the military camp immediately to inform the army to get ready, this time this king will go to the royal expedition in person!"

"What!?"

Fei Zhong and You Hun jumped, and before they could say anything, they saw King Xuan waving his hand resolutely, and the two of them were stunned for a moment, and then left the hall respectfully.

But Cheng Bigan frowned and looked at the king: "King, do you want to drive the expedition yourself?"

"That's right!"

A sneer appeared on the face of the king of Zhou: "I think that my big business sits on the world, and the eight hundred princes bow down to the vassals, but you have also seen it, Uncle Huang, first that Yuan Futong and the princes of the 72nd Road of Beihai suddenly rebelled, and now even the Hou Suhu of Jizhou has rebelled!

Cheng Bigan was silent for a while, and then looked at the king with a serious face: "King, haven't you thought about why these princes didn't rebel when the emperor first came, but now they are all going to rebel one by one?"

The king's body stiffened, and then he looked at Cheng Bigan with a not very good-looking face: "Uncle Huang, you want to say that I am a faint king, right?"

"That's right!" Cheng Bigan looked at King Xuan fearlessly, "Over the years, you have been tyrannical and debaucherous, tyrannical, and abused heavy punishments, not to mention these princes, even I am sometimes repenting to the spiritual position of the first emperor, and I feel that I have not guided you well!"

"Hahahaha......" King Xuan glanced at Bigan deeply, and then laughed loudly: "Uncle Huang, Uncle Huang, since this is the case, then you should take a good look, how did these thieves turn into ashes under me and Master Wen!"

Cheng wanted to say something when he heard this, but the king waved his hand impatiently, and Bigan sighed, and then retreated!

"Go down too!"

After Bigan left the main hall, the king also waved his hand to the maids in the palace, and the maids were relieved and hurriedly left respectfully.

As the door of the main hall closed gently, only the king was left alone in the hall to sit alone on the dragon chair without saying a word, and for a long time, he said lightly: "Since you have listened to it for so long, why don't you show up?"

The hall was silent, and there was no sound.

The king sneered, and looked at a corner in the shadow of the eaves above his head: "Your transformation technique is really powerful, but unfortunately, you have forgotten that this is the king's palace!"

As soon as the words fell, a flying swallow flew out of the shadow of the eaves, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into Yang Jian and stood in the main hall.

"King Xu, I underestimate you!"

Yang Jian really didn't expect that the king would be able to discover his true body, after all, the other party's cultivation was just a monk who had not even reached the immortal level, although he had luck protection, he should not have any magical spells.

When King Su saw Yang Jian, he was obviously stunned, and said in surprise: "Erlang Zhenjun?"

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "I didn't expect the king to know me!"

"Hehe!" King Su chuckled, his eyes flickering: "The famous Erlang Zhenjun, the Taoist protector god, if I don't know it, wouldn't it be in vain to be the lord of the world?"

Yang Jian smiled when he heard this: "The king is still so calm now, it seems that he doesn't take Yuan Futong and Su Huzhi in his eyes at all, right?"

The king laughed and said proudly: "Just a few anti-thieves, I can destroy them at will!"

When the words fell, he looked at Yang Jian strangely: "It's Zhenjun that you actually came to my court, but it surprised me a little!"

Yang Jian smiled: "I just want to see what kind of person the rumored faint monarch is?"

"And now?" said the king chuckled, "don't you think the rumors are true, and this king is indeed hopeless?"

Yang Jian shook his head, squinted his eyes and said, "King, I'm a little puzzled?"

The king leaned back and said lazily: "You say!"

"With your intelligence, I think you should be able to see that Fei Zhong and You Hun are not good things, right?"

"Of course!" King Su nodded without hesitation: "These two people often sneak around and meet me, I naturally know what kind of dog these two people are!"

"Then you still ......" Yang Jian looked at King Xuan in confusion.

King Xuan smiled, did not answer Yang Jian's question, but got up and walked to the center of the hall with his back to Yang Jian and looked at the palace door: "Zhenjun, what kind of world do you think the Great Wilderness is?"

Yang Jian was stunned for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "The weak eat the strong!"

"No!" the King turned around and looked at Yang Jian deeply, "Today's Great Wilderness is a world where ants enjoy themselves!"

"What?" Yang Jian's brows furrowed even deeper.

"Hehe, the way of heaven is high, that is, the sentient beings are only the master, even the saint is no different from ants in his eyes, and we people are also like ants in the eyes of the saint, no matter how you struggle, life and death have been decided, the destiny of heaven has returned, everything is just vain!"

Yang Jian's heart was shocked when he heard this, and he looked at King Xuan incredulously, as if he knew him for the first time.

What the King said was not wrong, but it was too true and thorough, so that Yang Jian suddenly felt a cold chill.

After all, since the King of Xuan knows the world so deeply, what is he doing now that he is so stupid?

Before thinking about it, he blasphemed Nuwa......

Yang Jian's pupils shrank, and he lost his voice: "Could it be that you did it on purpose last time in Nuwa Temple?"

The King laughed and looked at Yang Jian with a bright eye: "It is worthy of Erlang Zhenjun who dared to fight alone against Heavenly Court to rescue his mother, that's right! That time I did deliberately blaspheme Nuwa Niangniang!"

After a pause, he laughed at himself: "After all, if I didn't mean to, no matter how stupid I was, how could I blaspheme the saint who blessed my human race?"

"Why!?" Yang Jian looked at King Xuan incredulously.

"Why?" King Xuan took a deep breath and sneered, "This heaven and earth don't need saints, let alone heavenly dao!"

Yang Jian was startled, and cold sweat suddenly flowed down.

"Don't worry!" "The King of Heaven smiled nonchalantly: "Now that the Dao Ancestor is in harmony, the Dao of Heaven is ruthless and desireless, as long as it does not shake the foundation of heaven and earth, there will be no danger at all,

As for the saint, hehe! Now that today is chaotic, and my palace is protected by luck, even if the saint deliberately eavesdrops, he will not hear anything!"

The corners of Yang Jian's mouth twitched, although he understood this truth, he still admired the boldness of the King of Xuan, and was silent for a moment, he said in a deep voice: "You are doing all this to destroy the saint and the way of heaven?"

"That's right!"

The king did not shy away from it, and looked directly at Yang Jian: "The sage regards heaven and earth as a chessboard and sentient beings as chess pieces, thinking that they can do whatever they want, then I will let them see that chess pieces can also become chess players!"

Yang Jian listened to the crazy words of the King of Xu, although he admired it very much, but he couldn't help but shake his head and said: "Even if you want to do this, it's a pity that all the saints are ants, and no matter what you do, it's in vain!"