Is it quiet?

Yes.

It's been eight months since my father died.

The one who killed his father and suppressed his mother was the Emperor of Heaven and the Lord of Heaven.

How could Yang Jian not know that he couldn't do anything with his own strength, and he was lucky to live, so he should be happy.

This is fate, thinking about revenge, it's so stupid.

But the clenched hands and the constantly undulating chest betrayed him.

On the altar is the only man in the world who openly rebels against the mandate of heaven.

Now, the man looked like he was going to compromise too.

Yang Jian even wanted to laugh a little, in the final analysis, it was nothing more than that.

The civil and military officials seemed a little impatient, they didn't have any idea of resisting the Mandate of Heaven, and they had long wanted to persuade the King to withdraw the Mandate of Heaven.

Maeber even covered his mouth with several officials and whispered to him.

Gradually, the place where the altar was located became overcrowded.

It is said that at noon, the king would follow suit and sacrifice himself, and at that time, nectar would be rained.

This time is naturally determined by the sub-child.

It takes a lot of people to have shocking power and expand the influence, everyone comes to see, King Su is really a big faint king!

For a while, is it to shout Amitabha Buddha or the Immeasurable Dao Venerable?

Zishou is quite relaxed, maybe it is more reliable to call the system awesome, but he doesn't really want to sacrifice and pray for rain, just fool around.

When the time came, the son settled down and bowed to the stone tablet in the middle of the altar.

"Rain and rain, why not...."

The pheasant is a sacrifice, and it rains during the sacrifice, which is very right....

Mabel and the other ministers craned their necks, wanting to hear what was special about the sacrifice of the king.

But if you listen to it, it doesn't taste right.

"There is nothing to do, it is still rain without a storm, it is sacrificed to floods, it is sacrificed to droughts, it is sacrificed to wind and snow, it is wrong to make a big decision when divination is made!"

"Heaven is constant, not for Yao, not for ruin, should be governed by auspiciousness, should be chaotic is fierce!"

This means that it rains to sacrifice or not, to sacrifice because of floods and droughts, and to use divination and sacrifice to decide great things, which is wrong!

Heaven and earth have natural laws, and if you look at it in a stable way, it will become a good thing, and if you look at it in a chaotic way, it will become a bad thing.

This is clearly saying that things are man-made!

The king of the ring, this is an iron heart to the end!

"From the sky, who is the destiny of heaven and use!"

After Zishou finished the last sentence, he directly pushed the stone tablet to the ground.

Before Mei Bo and the others could react, the last sentence of the King of Heaven repeated the point of view of the Mandate of Heaven, and it was used to control the heavens!

It is true that the king is praying for rain and reciting the sacrifice, but unlike in the past, everyone else is worshipping the heavens, and the sacrifices sincerely begging the heavens to rain down.

And the king is saying that Xintian is useless, you have to rely on yourself, the last sentence is more direct, I want you to rain, you have to give it to Lao Tzu!

The stele fell, making a heavy sound, You Hun stepped forward in three steps and two steps, covered it with his sleeves, and cried out in a hurry.

The ministers noticed that something was wrong, and Mabel stepped forward to ask him what was wrong.

You Hun still covered the stone tablet and cried: "The king loves the people like a son, and sacrifices and prays for rain in the scorching sun, shouldn't he cry?"

Mei Bo was suspicious, and directly lifted You Hun's sleeve robe.

“....”

When he saw the words on the stele, he was stunned at first, and then tried to cover it with his sleeve.

But it was too late, and the fall of the stele alarmed many people, and more and more people crowded forward.

The words "King of Yin Shang" are impressively engraved on it.

Do I sacrifice myself?

With the sacrificial behavior of the king of Xuan, this is a matter of course, should he go to sacrifice to the heavens that he does not believe in at all? admit that everything is the destiny of heaven? Guan Jiangkou deserves to suffer?

Can....

Wen Zhong let out a sigh, he was going to suffer, such a ridiculous sacrifice, the people would only feel that they were being teased, and after that, it would no longer be just an ordinary rumor, and there would definitely be people shouting out the faint king!

Let's strike a thunderbolt first.

Wen Zhong casts spells, he can't rain it, and Lei Fa is quite good at it.

After a while, dark clouds rolled in the sky and thunder roared.

Wen Zhong showed a bitter smile, hoping that the thunder could alleviate the people's grievances, and he didn't blame the king of Zhou, if he also believed in the illusory destiny, how could he come to help Shang destroy Zhou?

The roaring thunder, like an iron horse crossing the border, intensified......

Wen Zhong sighed again, no matter how much the thunder hit, it couldn't hide the fact that there was no rain.

Earth-shattering thunder rang out again.

But this time, people feel that something is wrong, just thunder does not rain?

No rain at all?

What a rain it is!

It is clear that God expresses his anger with thunder!

People made a lot of noise, and some people even pushed and shoved the Imperial Forest Army who maintained order around them, aren't these people all accomplices of the faint king?!

Rumble!

Another loud bang.

A green luan swept by.

Smack.... Smack...

You Hun thought that his tears fell on the ground, this is a stone tablet that is rebellious and rebellious for himself, but he cast it himself!

But he found that something was wrong, how could he have so many tears?

The restless people also suddenly quieted down.

Everyone shuddered in unison.

And the thunder that thundered in perfect harmony.

After a thunderclap, the sky and the earth changed color in an instant, and the wind and rain were raging.

it!

Zishou froze on the altar.

Don't go down!

The rain hit the face.

It's raining?

Who's going to find fault here?

Dare to go against the Emperor?

Zishou looked at Wen Zhong, and Wen Zhong was also stunned.

It doesn't look like he's moved in to save the soldiers.

It's even more strange, could it be that the Emperor of Heaven is so easy to speak? Seeing me sacrificing myself, the admired five-body body threw himself into the ground and deliberately rained rain?

What a fart!

You Hun, who was pushed to the ground in the crowd, was looking at the sky stupidly, no wonder the king would ask him to carve such a stone tablet, it turned out to be really effective!

Yang Jian raised his head and didn't say a word, but he trembled more violently.

That man did not compromise, and no longer stayed in words, but declared with deeds!

Destiny can be fought against!

Even, it can be defeated and turned into one's own use!

He ran home in the rain, he wanted to tell his sister, he wanted to tell Dahei, he wanted to rescue his mother, he wanted to avenge his father!

Breathe out!

Fuck the Fuck Heaven!

The ministers all held their heads high, and Maeber began to doubt, could it be that what the king said was right to use the mandate of heaven?

The people looked to the heavens, and those who had been in drought for months were the only ones who knew how much they longed for rain.

Although this rain is some.... Salty?

Someone was drenched in the rain and drenched, and cried.

It's finally raining.

Before he finished speaking, he immediately changed his words: "The king has mercy on me and waits, and he will rain down..."

Then the man fell to the ground.

Two, three, four.

More people fell to the ground.

The people are always so easy to fool, they just know that whoever helps them should worship whomever they want.

In the past, they attributed everything to the destiny of heaven, whether it was sunny or rainy, it was all determined by heaven, so they sacrificed to the sky and respected the sky.

But now it's different, the king on the altar is the destiny of heaven.

.....

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