Mixed martial arts: I am the best in the world

How to get those Xixia people to learn the Ming Dynasty script is nothing more than forcing the other party. Anyone who is disobedient will be killed. This is Shen Luoyan's method.

Worthy of being called a snake and scorpion strategist, he adopted such radical methods from the very beginning, which was unacceptable to civil servants like Xie Qian.

"If we don't take this kind of measures, we may not be able to forget our identity in a hundred years. Only by destroying their civilization and destroying their writing can these people forget their past and their ancestors, and the other party can accept the new one in a few decades. Only because of his identity can he consider himself a citizen of the Ming Dynasty." Shen Luoyan obviously had his own ideas.

Wu Meiniang and others suddenly showed a strange look on their faces after hearing this.

Shen Luoyan's statement may not be unreasonable. This is indeed a way.

"Empress, why not write these methods into a memorial and report it to the King, and wait for the King to make a choice." Jiao Fang said quickly.

He was a cunning man, and he didn't want to offend Shen Luoyan and others, and he didn't want to be regarded as an alien by Xie Qian, so he made the least offensive choice. No matter how you choose, King Ming is the only one who makes the final decision.

"That's very good. Let's report it to the king!" Wu Meiniang also nodded.

In Haozhou City, Ji Lin was sitting gracefully on a soft bed. In front of him, Du Chong was holding a piece of paper with many words written on it. It was densely packed and contained a lot of medicinal materials.

"Your Highness, where did you get this?" Du Chong looked pale, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead, as if he was shocked by what was on it.

"Senior brother, this thing has spread all over the Northern Wilderness. Don't you, the Martial Saint Palace, know about it?" Ji Lin chuckled.

He did not believe that Du Chong had not seen these things.

"I know, but I never thought that His Highness would be interested in this thing." Du Chong said with a wry smile: "Besides, I think someone just leaked this deliberately to cause chaos in the world."

"Brother, do you think this prescription is fake?" Ji Lin sneered in his heart.

"I dare not confirm." Du Chong shook his head and said: "Not to mention these medicinal materials, the painstaking efforts of these ten thousand people are enough to shock people. This is not martial arts training, it is clearly a demonic method."

"However, many people have done this now. Isn't it the same in the Northern Yuan, Ming and Northern Song Dynasties?" Ji Lin said disdainfully: "The first person to do this kind of thing was Taiping Dao, the leader of Taiping Dao. They are all innate masters, and these people are all made with blood pills."

"The second one is the Ming Dynasty. There are many talented people under King Ming's command. Where did these people come from? Otherwise, how could King Ming kill everyone!"

"The third one is the Northern Song Dynasty. They took advantage of the opportunity to conquer Xixia, and even ordinary people were not spared. After killing them, they refined their heart and soul. In the end, the old lady of the Yang family couldn't stand it and reported to the King of the Northern Song Dynasty. Unexpectedly, , they even killed loyal ministers like the old lady."

"Soon, a large number of innate masters will appear under the King of the Northern Song Dynasty. These people will help the King of the Northern Song Dynasty complete the unification of the Western Wilderness. In this case, what is a widow of the Yang family?"

After hearing Ji Lin's words, Du Chong turned pale and trembled all over, not knowing what to say.

He knows that in the face of achieving the innate realm, everything is false. No one can resist such temptation, even if there is a lot of weirdness behind it.

"Your Highness, who do you think this elixir recipe came from and why did he do this?" Du Chong couldn't help but ask. This was what worried him the most. Such an important prescription was spread so easily. If there was no conspiracy behind it, even if he killed Du Chong, he wouldn't believe it.

After hearing this, Ji Lin felt something strange in his heart. This was indeed a problem. Ji Lin also believed that there must be a conspiracy. If it were placed on him, it would be absolutely impossible to leak such an important recipe.

But, is the purpose of the other party important? As long as these innate masters can be used by me, isn't that enough? As for what will happen in the future, who knows! At the very least, at this time, he needs so many innate masters to help him and help him solve the predicament at hand.

"Senior brother, our troops have not made progress for a long time. The Zoroastrian Cult has become stronger recently. I wonder if senior brother has noticed it." Ji Lin suddenly said quietly.

Du Chong was stunned for a moment, and soon understood the implication of Ji Lin's words. Ji Lin had already made up his mind. Regardless of whether there was a conspiracy or not, Ji Lin no longer cared.

But in this case, what should I do?

"Brother, we have no choice. King Ming has risen, and you have seen the power of the major overseas sects. My father has joined forces with the people of Mount Sumeru."

"But so far, no one from Mount Xumi has come to contact me. Instead, they are guarding Lao San to attack Beiliang. Do you know what this means? If I don't have military exploits, I won't be able to keep my position as the crown prince."

There was a trace of bitterness on Ji Lin's face. It wasn't that he didn't know the stakes involved. He really had no choice. Now with his power, he cannot defeat Bei Yuan. ,

Before this, after he broke through to the realm of Martial Saint, he was still very proud, thinking that he would definitely be able to capture Beiyuan in the end. But with the emergence of the forces of major overseas sects, I realized that the Martial Saint was nothing at all, and I suddenly felt confused in my heart.

But when the people from Mount Xumi appeared in the Great Zhou court, he felt a crisis. Mount Sumeru, who had joined forces with Great Zhou, did not come to see him. Instead, he was guarding the third son of Emperor Zhou, Prince Liang Jiwu, to attack Beiliang.

He knew that the people from Mount Sumeru were not here to help him, but that the other party did not like him and instead abandoned him. The other party would depose him as the crown prince at any time.

"Your Highness, as long as His Majesty does not issue a decree, Your Highness is still the crown prince." Du Chong advised.

In fact, this blood pill is too weird and too cruel, which is not a good thing for Ji Lin. Once someone discovers it, Ji Lin's position as the prince will be difficult to protect.

"Senior brother, life and death are all a matter of one thought. Whether I am the prince or not is also a matter of one thought of my father. Do you think that if the people of Mount Xumi object, can I still keep my position as the prince?" Ji Lin revealed. A hint of disdain.

Du Chong suddenly stopped talking. He was not a fool.

In the history of the Zhou Dynasty, many princes were deposed before they were registered. One more Ji Lin is not much, and one less Ji Lin is not much.

As long as he does not become the emperor, there is a possibility of being deposed.

It is exactly as Ji Lin said, when things have reached this point, the only thing left in front of the other party is to fight hard.

Failure or failure. (End of chapter)