Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 626 The Long Night Fades Away (Part )

He is the 'time' of the country, and also the 'lord' of yin and yang.

The old man's words were shocking, and everyone who heard them was shocked.

"Actually, compared to 'Yin Jun', I still prefer the name 'Tianshi'."

Yin Ji smiled and said, "But these are just worthless names. Li Jun, you can also call me by my name, Yin Ji."

In such a tense situation, the old man's tone was unexpectedly gentle, and there was no sign that he wanted to put Li Jun and others to death.

"So the one who really led Foxu down the wrong path was your Donghuang Palace?"

Yin Ji's identity was like a clear clue that connected all the doubts lingering in Li Jun's mind.

In an instant, the fog that shrouded the entire Bandi incident dissipated, and all the connections became extremely clear.

Precisely because it was the Yin-Yang Order and the Eastern Palace that were behind the scenes, the Buddhist Order was able to "create" a "Buddhist Kingdom" method that was no less effective than "Huangliang" in a very short period of time after the establishment of "Huangliang".

Only when the Buddha sequence found that the entire sequence had reached a dead end and that he had cultivated himself into a "Huangliang host" that might be swallowed up at any time and become a wedding dress for others, did he find the "life-saving straw" of the country in time.

It is also because of this that the flesh and blood technology given by Sheji will derive the "New Huangliang" which is closely related to the Yin-Yang order.

Everything was planned long ago by the Yin Yang Sequence East Palace.

The Buddhist order, which claims to be a god, follows the destiny set for them by the Yin-Yang order from beginning to end.

How ironic and extremely sad!
"The new Dao sequence can use the Huangliang Cave Heaven to promote the transformation of the entire sequence, and the Buddha Kingdom can also play the same role. How can it be said to be a completely wrong path? If there is any deficiency, it can only be said that it is not perfect. Otherwise, why would these high monks and Dharma Kings flock to our technical methods and believe in them without a doubt?"

Yin Ji shook his head and smiled, "They are not stupid. On the contrary, it is not an exaggeration to say that they are clear-headed. Li Jun, do you really think they were completely unaware from the beginning to the end? You are wrong. In fact, they are clearer than anyone else. It's just that they had no choice in that era."

"Huangliang has been established, and the Dao Order has already become a trend. If the Buddhist Order does not risk everything to catch up, the result that awaits them will only be that they will be left further and further behind by the new Dao Order. When the Wu Order is eaten up and destroyed, they will be the next to die."

"The cruelty of the struggle for faith is even worse than the struggle for imperial power."

Yin Ji said calmly, "If even basic survival cannot be guaranteed, who will care about what is right or wrong? The reason why they are crying and shouting that there is no way to follow the Buddhist order and regretting their decision is that they have had enough of the good life in the position of the Three Religions, and they are unwilling to be driven out of power like this."

"So the fault was never the technique or the sequence path, but their greed."

Yin Ji said in a deep voice: "It's not that they can't get it, but that they can't let it go!"

In just a few words, Yin Ji attributed the current fate of Foxu to their own greed and short-sightedness.

In his eyes, what Fuxu did was nothing but greed, and he brought it upon himself.

"Old man, don't be so hasty to clear yourself of all charges. Even if Foxu is greedy, are you just being kind?"

Zhang Siyuan sneered and said, "If I remember correctly, after Huangliang was built, the various parties started to divide up the authority, and your Yin Yang Order was the first to be kicked out. Not only did you end up losing all your money, but you also forged a blood feud with the New School Dao Order."

Zhang Siyuan snorted: "As for the Buddhist order, to be frank, it is just a shield you found for yourselves to help you share the pressure from the new Taoist order. Am I right?"

"As expected of Prime Minister Zhang's only son, he knows a lot."

Yin Ji nodded: "But there is gain only when there is sacrifice, this is the truth of heaven and earth, no one can violate it. The Buddhist order blocked the pressure of the Taoist order for the Yin-Yang order, but it also gained a respected status for nearly a hundred years."

"With a population base comparable to that of several provinces, hundreds of millions of believers, and countless benefits, the final price paid was just a few temple gates and a few lives."

Yin Ji smiled and asked, "What they gained is far more than what they lost. Isn't it worth it?"

"The temple gate you mentioned refers to all the forces on the Buddhist Order Mountain! The dead are almost all the high-ranking officials of the Buddhist Order!"

Zhang Siyuan said in a deep voice: "You guys ruined a sequence in name only. Can you say it's worth it?"

"In your father's new policy, there is no place for them. Shiyi, Longsheng, Qianzu. These people will die sooner or later. What difference does it make if they die earlier or later?"

"On the contrary, the seeds of faith they left behind are now spread all over the Ming Empire. They can never be extinguished by wildfires, and spring breezes will bring them back to life. Sooner or later, the Buddhist order will make a comeback."

Yin Ji smiled and changed the subject: "Of course, if Prime Minister Zhang's ultimate goal is to imprint your Zhang family's Confucian seal in the hearts of all the people in the world, then it is naturally another matter."

"You're farting!"

Zhang Siyuan's face suddenly darkened, and he said angrily: "My father would never do this."

"impossible?"

Yin Ji did not comment, but simply asked: "Then what do you think the purpose of this new policy is? Is it to eliminate all forces, centralize power, return power to the Zhu family, and then seek death and become a famous minister for all ages?"

"Or should we wield our swords to kill all those who follow the order in the world, so that those who obey him will prosper and those who disobey him will perish, and we will sever the connection between heaven and earth and rebuild a new Ming Dynasty where Confucians cannot disrupt the law and knights cannot violate the ban, a new Ming Dynasty where there is no individual power but only family and national order?"

Yin Ji stared at Zhang Siyuan with a sharp gaze and said, "Zhang Siyuan, he is your father, and you should know best what he wants. But no matter which path he chooses in the end, one thing is obvious. That is, countless people will die in his hands."

"I"

Zhang Siyuan seemed to be unable to find words to refute and could only remain silent.

"You didn't follow the New Donglin Party to withdraw from the Fandi this time, which really surprised me. I was still worried that this might be another secret trick of Zhang Fengyue, who wanted to use you to kill Li Jun with the so-called favor and completely cut off Wu Xu's hope."

Yin Ji continued to talk, and said with emotion: "For this reason, I watched for a long time, just waiting to see this wonderful drama. But I didn't expect to see that Zhang Fengyue was already old, soft-hearted, indecisive, and had a sentimental attitude towards his son, and was no longer as decisive and ruthless as before. It really makes people sigh."

"Not everyone is as bad as you."

Zou Sijiu took over the conversation and said sarcastically: "Now that you have used Jichang to swallow the bodies of the Lord of the Shaman and the Lord of the Nightmare, do you think the East Palace will let you go?"

"Does it matter whether they let me go or not?"

Yin Ji said in a relaxed tone: "If I lose today, then everything will be in vain. On the contrary, if I win, the East Palace will be the first to congratulate me on my promotion to the second rank. At that time, I will still be the 'Yin Jun' of the East Palace. As for them."

The old man raised his hand and pointed at the Shaman Lord and Nightmare Lord standing in the flesh and blood.

"Are the top leaders of the East Palace the 'Nine Lords', or have they always been the 'Seven Lords'? Do you think anyone would care?"

"You fucking."

Zou Sijiu cursed fiercely, but still couldn't find any words to refute.

Because what Yin Ji said was irrefutable reality. It didn't even matter how he became one of the Nine Lords of the East Palace as Nong Xu.

As long as he is useful to the East Palace and the East Palace is also useful to him, that is enough.

"No need to say any more unnecessary nonsense."

Li Jun looked coldly at the old man surrounded by a group of farm animals, "Undo all the tricks you left on Concubine Yuan Ming, and I can let you go temporarily today. Otherwise, you will not be able to walk out of Sangyan Mountain alive today."

"It really has some of the tyranny of Wu Xu who dominated the world and had the power of life and death."

Yin Ji looked Li Jun up and down with envy, "Li Jun, you are such an enviable lucky guy. You were originally just a ruffian who was nothing, but you accidentally became a lone martial artist. Then, Zhang Fengyue started to implement the new policy, and with your thunderous tactics, the Buddhist and Taoist sects were unable to kill you when you were insignificant."

"You have come a long way without any danger. In such a short time, you have grown into the source of a sequence. You are truly blessed."

Yin Ji changed the subject and said, "But it's different for me. I have been walking on thin ice in the foreign land for decades. Not only do I have to be on guard against the foreign monks who may stab me in the back at any time, but I also have to be careful of the intrigues within the East Palace. Only by taking every step with difficulty and being cautious can I get along with both sides and gain some living space."

"During this long period of time, I have cherished every drop of blood, calculated every bit of flesh, and worked hard to run these mills and develop the Sheji organization. Today, I finally see the hope of breaking the lock and advancing to the rank of rank."

"You want me to leave empty-handed with just one sentence. Do you think that's possible? Do you think it's fair? Why should my decades of hard work be less valuable than your hundreds of days and nights of bloodshed and fighting?"

Yin Ji's eyes flashed with a cold and resentful light, but his face was full of gentle smiles: "I can also give you a choice. If you hand over Yuan Mingfei to me now, I can return the people of Tianque to you and fulfill your reputation of loyalty. How about it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, lightning flashed.

Li Jun pressed down his knees, and the ground under his feet instantly cracked. The broken rocks shot into the air, and his figure instantly disappeared from the spot.

"In close combat, no one can stop you alone."

Yin Ji's pupils reflected the flashing black and red electric light. He reached out and tapped his forehead, smiling, "But you will have no advantage in this. I planted so many sequences of abilities in my body just to be able to eat you today. Li Jun, my chance is not only Yuan Mingfei, but also you!"

"I will break your bones one by one with my own hands, and let you experience what powerlessness and humiliation are like."

stab
A sudden cracking sound rang in Li Jun's heart. It was the sound of the defense that Concealment had built in his mind being torn apart.

Li Jun remained unmoved. He lowered his shoulders and smashed the farm animals blocking the way. He pointed his five fingers directly at Yin Ji's smiling face and slammed hard on his raised knees.

boom!
Blood splattered into the air, and a figure was thrown out, his face collapsed, and he twitched a few times before becoming motionless.

The deafening wailing of people suddenly flooded into his ears. Li Jun looked up subconsciously, but was stunned by the scene in front of him.

Under the dim setting sun, in a strip of sky formed by the squeeze of buildings.

A bamboo dragon that stretched for hundreds of feet was wrapped in flames and circled into the sky in the scorching air. The red silk wrapped around the dragon's body was burned by the flames and kept falling from the sky like spilled scarlet blood.

The neon lights of the signs illuminated the narrow streets, and wherever you looked you saw terrified faces.

The majestic angry-eyed Vajra and the golden-armored priest fled in all directions dragging their weapons. The head of the electronic music prince was crackling in the fire, and his pink face turned into a charred ghost face.

The chief officer who claimed to suppress all evil spirits was now extremely glad that he was at the end of the parade. He spat out the fangs in his mouth and angrily cursed the ordinary people who were pushing and blocking his way.

Confucian academy, Taoist temple, Buddhist temple.
The parade floats, with their carved and painted buildings and green-tiled eaves, were reduced to ashes in the spreading fire.

The floating phoenix lost its way in the rising smoke, crashed into a towering building, and exploded into a burning fireball.

A huge fire drove away the group of gods who came to the world to bless it.

What was originally a spiritual procession to beg for peace in the world, in the blink of an eye, turned into a procession of evil spirits seeking to take lives.

boom!
The violent explosion was very close, and the sweeping heat wave brought a suffocating force.

A figure swooped over and knocked Li Jun, who was standing there in a daze, to the ground, narrowly avoiding the debris that was shot out in the aftermath.

"Li Jun, have you been fooling around in those pirated Huangliang dreams? What the hell are you dreaming about at this time?!"

I glanced behind me from the corner of my eye, and the face that was scolding me was so familiar.

The muddy water brothers, let alone the blue sky.

Wasn't he already dead? Why did he appear again?

Is this the Buddhist kingdom of the Buddhist order, the illusion of the Taoist order, or the dream of the Yin-Yang order?
Or all three?!

Li Jun's mind was in a mess at the moment. He clearly remembered that he should be in a foreign land thousands of miles away, trying to kill a farmer named Yin Ji.

Only by killing him can we save
Who to save?

"It's just that Rukawa Tan gave you a beating. Are you really going to give up on yourself like this?"

Kuang Qingyun cursed again and pulled Li Jun, who had a dazed look in his eyes, to stand up from the ground.

"What a loser! Wake up and don't lose your life."

Kuang Qingyun no longer paid attention to the dazed Li Jun and raised his head to look up.

Under the sky filled with gunpowder smoke, on a tall building with a hard mountain top covered with green tiles and gray walls.

Human figures were either squatting or standing on the roof, with hideous grins on their faces, looking at the miserable situation in the world below.

Rukawatan, Flame Demon, Wave Blade.
All the 'Ten Nobles' of the Sword Sacrifice were present.

The man in the middle has a slender figure, with a ferocious black tiger head tattooed on his throat, and three metal lines like tiger stripes embedded on each side of his face.

It turned out to be the president of the Sword Society, Hu Zuka!

"Today is a good day for us to worship our ancestors and welcome the gods. You bastards actually dare to come and cause trouble at this time. You really don't know how to live or die."

Zheng!
A long knife was pulled out from behind his neck. Kuang Qingyun held the knife in his hand and pointed it directly at the tiger tomb standing on the high ground.

"Brothers, kill these bastards!"

(End of this chapter)