Shennong Mountain, according to legend, is one of the dojos of the ancient god Shennong.

Shennong tasted a hundred herbs, brought medicine and calendars to time, and created writing and civilization, and was the ancestor of heaven and earth.

Legend has it that after Shennong's death, his descendants carried forward his doctrine and founded the Cultivator Alliance in this Shennong Mountain. Overlooking the world, correct the order.

Shennong Mountain is regarded as the supreme sacred mountain by the people of the Eastern Continent, and some people come here every year to worship thousands of miles. There are Shennong temples in various places, and the incense is prosperous for thousands of years.

Jiang Ming and the little fat man rested for a long time, and then they had the strength to stand up and continue to move forward. The man who led the way was impatient and hurried forward.

The clouds passed, and a huge white jade platform with a radius of dozens of zhang was tiled on the top of the mountain, and the platform was circular. On the east and west sides sat hundreds of cultivators, each occupying a semicircle. In the middle, a two-zhang wide open space is vacated, and a long case is placed at both ends of the host and guest, facing each other from north to south.

The people sitting here were all dressed in black and white clothes, half black and half white on the left and right, which looked clear and distinct.

Jiang Ming saw this formation, his heart was solemn, and he walked to the long case on the south side and sat down slowly, and the little fat man stood straight to the side.

The cultivator who led the way bowed respectfully to the crowd.

The cultivator on the right side was the leader and said loudly: "The one who came is Jiang Ming of the Qin State?"

Jiang Minglang said: "Exactly!" The pressure on his body was not reduced at this time, and his face turned pale. At this time, he coughed slightly.

"Today, my Shennong Mountain opened the altar because Jiang Ming destroyed the three kingdoms of Han, Zhao, and Wei and slaughtered more than a million people. The man continued.

The leader on the left couldn't wait to say: "Slaughter the Three Kingdoms, kill more than 100,000 soldiers of the Three Kingdoms, can you admit it?"

Jiang Ming said slowly: "Admit it!"

"Bold, murderous like hemp, bleeding and drifting, coming to Shennong Mountain is still so rampant!" shouted the person on the right.

Jiang Ming didn't care, closed his mind, and said slowly: "May I ask everyone, how many people have died in the war after thousands of years of war in the Seven Kingdoms?"

The person on the left turned his eyes and said: "According to rough estimates, there are no less than millions of sergeants, and countless innocent people. ”

Jiang Ming continued: "I killed a million people and unified the Three Kingdoms, and now that the Three Kingdoms have returned to Qin and the Four Kingdoms have merged into one country, will there still be years of wars? Will there still be casualties?"

The person on the right bowed his head and said: "If you return to one country, there will naturally be few wars." ”

Jiang Ming heard the words and then said: "Then I rule the Three Kingdoms, how many people can I save like this, do you know in your heart?"

The person on the right looked at him for a moment and closed his eyes without saying a word.

But the man on the left said, "According to your words, not only did you not create a heinous killing, but you have the merit of saving all peoples?"

Jiang Ming replied when he heard this: "No." The killing has been cast, and the meritorious deeds need to wait for the coming day, and all the people can recuperate before Jiang Ming's merits can be proven. ”

The people on the left and right closed their eyes when they heard the words.

The mountain breeze was light, everyone had their own ideas, and the venue was quiet for a while.

After a while, the person on the right side was the first to open his eyes and said, "The Three Kingdoms of Han, Zhao and Wei have been destroyed, and the Three Kingdoms have returned to Qin, what are you going to do with the remaining Three Kingdoms of Chu, Yan, and Qi?"

Jiang Ming said sharply: "Persuade him to surrender to Qin, if you don't want to, destroy one and dominate the world!"

"What? How many more people are you going to kill?" the man yelled.

"In the battle to destroy the country, Jiang Ming does not guarantee that he can kill a few people, but if he kills one person today, the world can have peace for a day. For the long-term planning of the world, some people have to be killed, Chu Yanqi Three Kingdoms, must not be destroyed!" Jiang Mingyi was stern and uncompromising.

"You! Sure enough, the demon who slaughtered people! Punish you!" The man on the right side of the man turned red and furious.

"Senior, you blindly accuse Jiang Ming of killing people like hemp. But you sit alone in the mountains, have you ever gone down the mountain and asked the people of the Three Kingdoms? Do they want to fight for years or once and for all? If they can enjoy peace forever, are they willing to endure the hardships of this short war? Now the people of the Three Kingdoms of Han, Zhao, and Wei are generally stable and recuperating. The place where my Qin soldiers are stationed, protect the territory and the people, and have no offense with the people, and the three kingdoms have a good reputation. Jiang Ming dares to tell you here: The unification of the world has become a success. I also hope that all the seniors will make a living in the world and carefully consider what Jiang Ming said. "Jiang Ming's mouth is like a river, it is reasonable and well-founded, and he comes one by one.

The people on the left and right sides had nothing to say when they heard the words, closed their eyes and were silent, and only the slight sound of the wind remained on the high platform.

After a long time, one person in the crowd on the right stood up and said: "What nonsense! Han has never seen such a brazen person, who said that the massacre was to save the world and open his mouth to shut up the well-being of all the people, but in fact it was for his own selfishness. Be punished!"

This person's middle-aged appearance was fierce, but Jiang Ming was a little interested in his surname.

"May I ask my seniors? What is one's own selfishness? Wealth in the world, or fame behind him?" Jiang Ming kept his eyes open, without fear.

"Hmph! Han heard that you had a bad relationship with Han Chu, the prince of South Korea, in the Jixia School Palace. He once threatened to destroy his country, but is there such a thing?"

"Yes. ”

"Isn't that selfish?"

"What does that have to do with Chu and Zhao? I can't destroy South Korea's neighbors for my own selfishness, right?"

"Sophistry, clever tongue!"

"Fart!

"Presumptuous!" At this time, the white-haired old man behind the long case in the north suddenly spoke sharply.

The sound shook the four fields, and the monk surnamed Han hurriedly made a junior gesture and bowed his hand to the man. Not forgetting to glare at Jiang Ming resentfully, he sat down angrily.

"Jiang Ming, I, Shennong, will abide by the ancestral system, if I kill you today in the name of Shennong, do you have any complaints?" The man's eyes were like torches, as if he wanted to see Jiang Ming through, if he had a lie, he would be killed immediately.

"No!" Jiang Ming was stunned.

"Kill him!" shouted the guy surnamed Han.

Jiang Ming ignored him, and arched his hand towards the old man opposite: "It's okay to kill me Jiang Ming today, but thousands of years of soldiers have been in trouble, and the disasters of heaven and earth are only afraid that they will never end." If you endure it today, I, Jiang Ming, will definitely use the Jin Ge Iron Horse to determine the Central Plains, annex the Eight Desolations, and return the people of the world to live and work in peace and contentment! At that time, the world will be stable, and you will kill Jiang Ming again to calm the anger of the world, won't you gain fame and fortune?"

His tone was sarcastic and undisguised, and many people in the audience blushed at the sight of his words. But there are still people who have a cold face, pretending to be indifferent to the shameless appearance of cherishing the world from the bottom of their hearts.

"Are you saying that my reputation in Shennong Mountain is useless in the world?" the old man stroked his beard, but he was not angry.

"What's the matter? You live in the mountains, and you only know how to do it behind closed doors. But you habitually stretch out your hand and point at the world, how ridiculous is it? You claim to have guarded the world for thousands of years, but have you ever done a day's work to the world? You have guarded the world for thousands of years, and how many innocent people have died? How many soldiers have been fighting one after another? If I, Jiang Ming, kill millions of people within a few years to feed tens of millions of people to multiply, what's wrong with that? Compared to you doing nothing, but you have a fake heart for all beings, and you still look down on the world and fight for years and watch from the wall, indulging and ignoring it, this is a meritorious deed? This is what you call guarding?