Humane Yongchang

Chapter 561
It was dark in Jinling City.

The majestic human luck, which was almost condensed into substance, formed a funnel-shaped thick lead cloud over Jinling City!
Just a second ago, it was a bright and bright morning full of sunshine and vitality.

Suddenly it became the eve of the storm...

The Hall of Yan Qing was directly below the funnel, and the entire empty hall was filled with the majestic human luck that was as thick as deep sea water!

Fan Zeng and Chen Feng were both in the hall, as if they were carrying a huge burden, they couldn't even move their little fingers.

He could only passively accept the tide-like majestic force of humanity in the hall from head to toe, inside and out.

Fan Zeng's Taoism has come to a dead end, and there is no way to advance. The mighty power of human destiny is acting on his body!
I saw his head full of gorgeous hair and the gullies on his face turn black and flattened at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his stooped and thin body slowly straightened and became strong like inflating air...

There are crisp bone sounds, like fried copper beans, one after another.

Chen Feng is younger than Fan Zeng, and his journey has just begun, and the mighty power of human luck has acted on his martial arts practice, saving countless time for him.

I saw the aura around him growing wildly, and then fell back to a low point with a "poof", then continued to grow wildly, and continued to fall back with a "poof", and then continued to grow wildly...

In just a few tens of breaths, his martial arts realm has gone from the congenital great perfection, to the two realms of cultivating the artistic conception and the master realm, and quickly climbed to the top of the great master, making it difficult to find opponents in Kyushu!
In the quiet hall, you only hear "Kaba Kaba Kaba" for a while, and "Puff Puff Puff" for a while, just like there is an avid soybean lover cat in the main hall, knocking soybeans and farting at the same time.

In the hall, Chen Sheng sat crookedly on the emperor's throne, dragging his cheek with one hand, his eyes wandered between the old and the young in His Highness as calm as water.

He can feel that his throne is rising straightly, passing through Qingming, passing through the stars, and going straight to the nine heavens!

He knew that he had finally removed the word "治" from the word "治世人帝" and replaced it with the word "Zhu".

The difference is not too big, that is, it is similar to taking off the word "less" of the young patriarch and replacing it with the word "big".

Well, to put it more bluntly, that is, from being a senior worker to being the head of the company holding shares.

"The east corner of the lost, the mulberry elm harvested!" '

Chen Sheng thought about this opportunity for promotion, and sighed in his heart: "The territory is sacred, and every inch of land must be contested."

He originally thought that he would have to make a more "unprecedented and unprecedented" cause in order to break the shackles of the "Imperial Realm" that no one in Kyushu has taken a step forward for thousands of years.

He encouraged childbirth, emphasized education, promoted science, improved productivity, and constantly consolidated and expanded the comprehensive strength of Chinese civilization, but he has not been able to find this opportunity for a long time.

Unexpectedly, this opportunity will eventually be answered by the move of "recovering lost ground".

Perhaps as he thought, the Western Regions, grasslands, plateaus, Lingnan and other regions were originally part of the Chinese civilization and an important part of the human power of Kyushu.

It was only later that for some reason, they were separated, lost, and lost. As a result, the Chinese civilization was lost, and the power of humanity in Kyushu was also incomplete, just like a human body missing an arm or a leg.

When a person is missing an arm or a leg, you don't think about how to get his arm or leg back, and you don't even try to relieve or treat the pain of his broken arm or leg.

Can he be happy if he only concentrates on working on his clothes?
And Chinese civilization has a very bad habit: loosening outside, rolling inside...

There are only the emperors who are beaten out, how can there be emperors who are rolled out!
I don't know how long it took, the shock of the world's vitality caused by the promotion of the imperial realm finally tended to ease.

Chen Sheng took a closer look, his eyes instantly crossed the space, and appeared in the sky above Chen County from a bird's-eye view.

As soon as his mind moved, his perspective teleported to the Baihu Military Region of Yongzhou Bashang.

He blinked again, and a black battle flag floating on the snowy plain appeared in his vision...

He kept blinking, turning his head and looking around, the vast and beautiful mountains and rivers, like a satellite map, were constantly zooming in and out in front of his eyes!

The vast world seems to have become a grand map under his throne, which can be seen at a glance and within reach!
He didn't need to test, he knew that he could descend to any area covered by the Great Han Xuan Banner with his real body in an instant!
He tentatively raised his fist slowly, mobilizing the vast power of national destiny, and punched the snow-covered plateau from the air!
In his perception, his fist hit the sky of the snow-covered plateau, hitting a cold, weak force, like a hammer hitting a snowball, and he punched it without any resistance What a mess!

In the dark, he seemed to hear a desperate wail with a foreign accent...

At the right time, Wu Guang, who was wrapped in a bearskin cloak and stood on the wall of a certain snowy city, stared dumbfounded at the black halo that spread like ripples on the sky, and spread it across the sky like wildfire. Heavy snow clouds accumulated.

After only seven or eight breaths, the white hair wind that was everywhere in Xueyu, cutting people's faces as painfully as ice knives, stopped!

The sleet that hadn't stopped for half a month, and the sleet that was so cold that people's bones were chilled, also stopped!
The bright and warm sunshine like gold hit him on the face, shaking his eyes so much that he couldn't open his eyes...

This punch of 20 years of skill shocked Wu Guang for a whole year!

However, Chen Sheng in Changning Palace let go of his fist bored... Wielding the big stick of the power of the Han Dynasty, to trample a country hairy god who doesn't even have teachings is as wasteful as an anti-aircraft gun hitting a mosquito!
If you want to fight, you have to fight hard!
He slowly raised his head, looked through Xiaohan, looked directly at the towering and towering aura above the nine heavens like giant pillars supporting the sky, and slowly raised the corners of his lips.

'The war has begun! '

'You guys, are you ready? '

He straightened his sitting posture, put his hands on the armrests of the emperor's seat, and shouted loudly with a loud voice like thunder, "Preach the decree, the great victory in the Southwest, and the whole world celebrates it!"

"Decree, general Wu Guang, lead the army to recover the land of the two southwestern states, and make Fen Wuhou!"

"The decree is that the two states in the southwest will return to the ancestral land of China. Hereby, the grassland a thousand miles west of Yizhou in the southwest is called 'Sea', and the snowy area a thousand miles west of Haizhou is called 'Fan'. Land, all the sons and daughters of my big man should take it as their duty to defend the land and the frontier, work hard and strive for self-improvement!"

His voice flew out of Changning Palace and spread throughout Jinling City.

After a very short period of confusion, the people in the city quickly fell into the ocean of joy.

'When did General Wu Guang conquer the two southwestern states? '

'Where is Haizhou?Where is Fanzhou? '

'Hey, none of that matters! '

'The important thing is that our big man won the battle again! '

'The most important thing is that our big man has expanded his territory again! '

Why do the people of the Han Dynasty worship and love Chen Sheng so much?
Of course it's because...

He really takes care of it!
And he can afford it!
If there is an enemy, he will fight!
And he can win!
National cohesion and national self-confidence are not blown out.

It was typed out!

……

Above the nine heavens, Huoyun Cave.

Seven vicissitudes of life, wearing various uniforms and with ancient and deep breaths, gathered together, quietly watching the black stone chair at the end of the hall that was gradually changing from imaginary to real.

Someone turned their head silently and cast their eyes on the empty bright yellow stone chair directly above the main hall. The stone chair was still standing there quietly, waiting for its owner to return...

"Maybe we got it wrong in the first place."

Someone said in a deep voice: "The Emperor of Han has never been Fuxi!"

In the quaint and solemn hall, it fell into a deathly silence, only the sound of the brazier burning, resounding from time to time.

After a long time, someone replied: "With the means of the Emperor and the Emperor Wa, how could such a mistake occur..."

As soon as the atmosphere in the hall eased up, the person who spoke just now said: "It is true that with the means of Fuxi and Emperor Wa, there will not be such a mistake, but the premise of this inference is that Fuxi respected him back then. Later things were arranged..."

Everyone in the hall fell into a long silence.

Their gazes kept wandering between the completely solid black stone chair at the end and the bright yellow stone chair in the hall that had not dissipated.

They want to see a certain stone chair dissipate.

Or two stone chairs combined into one.

However, the two stone chairs exist quietly and unmoved. Judging from their motionless posture, it seems that they will coexist peacefully for a long time.

After an unknown amount of time, someone finally said in a low voice: "If... the Emperor of Han is not the reincarnation of the Emperor, would he still second our plan?"

After another long silence, someone replied: "In comparison, I care more about whether Emperor Wa knew that Emperor Han was not the reincarnation of Emperor Han. I can’t tell whether the Emperor of Han is the reincarnation of the Emperor, I definitely don’t believe it, but if she knows that the Emperor of Han is the reincarnation of the Emperor, then what she did..."

When everyone in the hall heard this, they were all shocked.

This question is really scary to think about!

……

In Kunlun Mountains, the sound of dragon chant shook the sky.

In the Taoist palace on the top of the mountain, the figures of the three immortals, with the bones of the gods, and the pure and innocent figures, appeared at the same time.

"Brother."

The majestic, majestic middle-aged Taoist looked at the drowsy white-haired old man with the Tai Chi Yin-Yang diagram behind his back, and said softly, "The fate of the Han Dynasty is pouring into the ancestor's dragon veins... the fire is here!"

The young Taoist priest with a long sword on his side was impatient, and said before the old white-haired Taoist opened his mouth, "Do it, if you drag it on, I'm afraid you will make a wedding dress for others!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest still just stared at the white-haired old Taoist, never even looking at the young Taoist priest.

Seeing this, the young Taoist priest was furious, and drew his sword backhand to cut off Qianli's energy.

The dragon chant of Kunlun Mountain stopped abruptly.

But after only a few tens of breaths, the sound of the dragon's chant, which stopped, came back again, and it became more and more intense.

The young Taoist pointed to the blue sky beyond the mountain below, and said angrily, "Did you hear that?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest finally turned his head and looked at him with helplessness in his eyes.

The white-haired old man also opened his eyes at the right time, yawned, and recited softly: "Don't worry, don't worry, let the fire burn for a while... We will know when it's time for us to act."

Before he finished speaking, he closed his eyes again and fell into a drowsy state again.

"I'm not in a hurry, and I'm not in a hurry. Do you have to wait until someone else hits Kunlun Mountain before you know the urgency?"

The young Taoist fidgeted back and forth and said, stomping his feet at the end: "No, you must never sit back and watch this son shut himself up and act like a king. You must teach him to know what it means to know that there are people beyond people and heaven beyond the sky..."

As he said that, he jumped up, turned into a stream of light and rushed out of Kunlun Mountain, and disappeared at the end of the eastern sky in the blink of an eye.

The middle-aged Taoist glanced at the direction in which the young Taoist disappeared with a headache, and then looked at the white-haired old Taoist in front of him who closed his eyes and was drowsy and unmoved. The helplessness in his eyes became more and more helpless. Very angry.

Fools and fools, inadequacies and schemes!
……

at the same time.

In Tanggu of the East China Sea, there is a hibiscus tree thousands of feet high, with a body like gold and iron, and blazing flames.

On the top of the hibiscus wood, there is the Golden Emperor Palace. Above the main hall, a handsome and majestic emperor wearing a dark golden sun pattern uniform and a stern face faces the west with his eyes closed and meditates.

When the sound of dragon chant rose from the eastern land, the majestic emperor opened his eyes, and his bright golden pupils crossed the strait in an instant and returned to Kyushu, China, reflecting a black dragon rising into the sky...

"His Majesty."

The white-haired old man with two horns on his head bowed into the hall, bowed and saluted: "The emperor of Han has been promoted to the emperor."

The majestic emperor was silent for a long time, and then he sighed with mixed feelings, and said softly: "It's so fast!"

The white-haired old man maintained a posture of bowing and saluting, not daring to speak.

As wise as he is, he naturally knows that fast and slow are relative.

For example, the Han Emperor's "quick" at this moment.

The comparison is the "slowness" of his Majesty.

After a long time, the majestic emperor said indifferently: "Order it, you can start..."

The white-haired old man hesitated for a while, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, this is a big matter, should we talk to the Emperor of Han first?"

The majestic emperor shook his head slightly, and said softly: "No need, with his temperament, whether he knows him or not, he will not agree to our family's plan."

The white-haired old man's heart tightened, and when he was about to speak, he heard his majesty say again: "However, there is a gap between the incarnation of Emperor Wa in the past and the incarnation of the six reincarnations. plan."

As he spoke, he smiled slightly.

The white-haired old man looked at his smile, but felt sad in his heart. He bowed to the bottom and said respectfully: "The old minister will go to prepare now."

The majestic emperor closed his eyes again, and waved his hands in boredom: "Go!"

The white-haired old man withdrew from the hall, and after stepping out of the hall, he couldn't help but look back, and saw the lonely and majestic emperor sitting alone in a sea of ​​flames.

Those who know him know that he is the emperor in the fire, and there is no feather in all the fires in the world.

Those who don't know the other, think that he is setting himself on fire, playing with fire and setting himself on fire...

　Ahhh, I slept too much during the day, and it’s already afternoon when I wake up... There will definitely be Chapter 2 tonight, but it’s probably going to be very late, gentlemen, let’s watch it tomorrow morning~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)