I stole divine power in Daxia

Chapter 613: The Drought Demon is Coming
After a cup of tea, the roaring thunder in the sky gradually dissipated, and the bright stars slowly faded away.

After a brief trial, when they found that they could not directly deal with the alliance between Zhuge Dan and Hu Wenlang, the Thunder Priest and the Dragon Priest naturally had to renegotiate. Otherwise, even if they were willing to fight Zhuge Dan and Hu Wenlang to the death, they would inevitably be taken advantage of if they had not made other preparations.

Without the obstruction of the Thunder Priest and the Dragon Priest, Sun Chenglong's Golden Body of the King of Heaven completely tore apart the blood beasts gathered at the mouth of the Luo River. These blood beasts fled in all directions under the instinct of survival. Sun Chenglong looked at these blood beasts indifferently and did not chase them, because the blood beasts had now spread throughout the nearly ten thousand miles of coastline of Daxia. His strength could only tear apart the positions where the blood beasts gathered, thereby consolidating his own line of defense.

If you want to completely eradicate the blood beasts, you need the participation of people all over the world. Fortunately, eradicating blood beasts is a loss-making business in other Taoist sects, but it is a profitable business for the teacher, so it can be maintained continuously.

Inside the Chaozhou government office, Li Jing and many officials withdrew their gazes. Li Jing's demeanor suddenly doubled compared to when he first arrived. Although Li Jing came alone, no official in the Chaozhou government dared to underestimate him.

The support of the two great sects of Red Emperor and Black Emperor plus a guardian bestowed by the three religions would have been enough to establish the throne in any previous dynasty, and certainly more than enough to become the King of Southeast.

But on the other hand, we can also see how chaotic the world is today. Even with the direct support of the Taoism of two of the Five Emperors, it is barely enough to protect themselves, let alone suppress the world.

Li Jing said to Jiang Taiguo, "The construction of the Heavenly King Palace should be started immediately. All the towns that were previously abandoned by the blood beasts need to have new Heavenly King Palaces built. Once the Heavenly King Palace is built, I will order the Black Emperor's divine soldiers to be stationed there to maintain order, so that the people can return."

Jiang Taiguo listened carefully and nodded continuously. Before the imperial court issued the order, Li Jing had actually contacted him secretly. However, at that time, the "people" and the "country" could not be satisfied at the same time. It was not legally acceptable for Li Jing to command the Wei army to help Daxia destroy the blood beast. But now that the imperial court has recognized Li Jing as the King of Southeast, Jiang Taiguo naturally had to act according to the emergency.

"By the way, how much food is left in the treasury now?"

When Jiang Taiguo heard about the food problem, his expression became a little nervous.

"There are probably still two million dan of grain in the treasury, and four million dan of pickled fish."

If you rely on the mountains, you will eat the mountains; if you rely on the sea, you will eat the sea.

As the most developed region among the eight coastal provinces, Chaozhou Prefecture still has considerable spare capacity even in the face of so many natural and man-made disasters.

Li Jing looked slightly relieved after hearing this.

This amount of food may seem like a lot, but in fact it is only enough for one month's food for 300,000 Wei soldiers. However, Li Jing is not going to use the government's emergency food to supply the Wei soldiers' food.

Zhou Tieyi completely opened up the exchange of ginseng fruit. In addition to being a treasure for spiritual practice, the flesh-and-blood type ginseng fruit is also the best emergency food because it contains pure qi and blood power that can replenish the body's essence.

As long as the Wei soldiers could control the positions where they could hunt blood beasts, they could be self-sufficient through ginseng fruit. At most, they could exchange some ginseng fruit for rations to improve their meal structure.

The grain in the treasury was intended to promote the return of local disaster victims, because the soldiers of Wei could use ginseng fruit to supplement their rations, while the soldiers of Qi who had been transformed into gods would need real faith.

Before the three armies move, food and fodder must go first. Conversely, it is precisely because the Wei and Qi armies have different demands for food and fodder that the two feuding armies are able to unite today.

“Don’t save the grain in the granary. Promise the refugees food and let them slowly move back, especially those villages that converted to believe in the Dragon God because of the food. Tell them that the court understands their difficulties and will not pursue them, but they must build the Heavenly King Palace. Then not only will there be food, but the dragons will not dare to harass them anymore. If they insist on their own way and believe in the evil god, then when the court army arrives, they will definitely leave nothing behind!”

The war along the coast would certainly not end so easily, but Li Jing had to promise the refugees food and let them come back, because the number of refugees and the purity of their beliefs directly affected two-thirds of the combat power on his side.

As for how many casualties would be caused by the return of refugees at this time, Li Jing did not consider it at all. In this era of constant disasters, food can really buy lives.

Hearing that Li Jing did not ask to directly collect the grain and supply it to others, Jiang Taiguo swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth. As for spending the grain on refugees... Jiang Taiguo was a little hesitant, but now in public, he certainly couldn't refute Li Jing's words to her face. He could only wait until the two of them were alone and then ask her the reason tactfully.

To be able to serve as a prefect, one must have basic political awareness and ability, and they often make stupid mistakes because of provocations from other factions.

Li Jing continued to instruct, "Later, I will contact some earth immortals and gods and have them come here to start cultivating the land. By then, as long as the refugees can farm again, the world will naturally become stable again."

Jiang Taiguo was relieved to hear that the world could be settled again, and asked, "Your Highness, please contact the earth immortals to cultivate the land. The land in the eight provinces is now seriously abandoned, and the aristocratic families have abandoned the city and fled. Now is a good opportunity!"

The Five Immortal Ways promoted by Zhou Tieyi required large tracts of continuous arable land. In the past, such good arable land in provincial capitals had long been occupied by local clans. It was only in times like now when natural disasters and man-made calamities were constantly occurring that local forces were able to come up with such good land.

The reason why Jiang Taiguo said this was that he wanted to attract more helpers. Zhou Tieyi's achievements were obvious to all. If the five immortals under Zhou Tieyi came to farm, in Jiang Taiguo's eyes, they would be better than Li Jing, who now has the support of the Black Emperor and the Red Emperor.

Li Jing glanced at Jiang Taiguo, scaring him so much that he quickly lowered his head. He knew that he had just talked too much, and that this Fourth Prince was not as close as the rumors said, and that he and Zhou Tieyi were in the same boat.

Li Jing looked up at the dark sky again, clenched his fists, and sneered, "When will we start farming again? If there is no fall of the first rank, how can this war end so easily!"

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In the boundless East China Sea, there is a huge dragon court that is like an entire city. The wide streets are large enough to accommodate swimming whales. On the whales, there are movable pavilions and towers. In these pavilions and towers, the dragon sons and grandsons live leisurely and at ease. Compared with this dragon court, the Da Zheng Dragon Court in the Luo River is like a young child.

Suddenly, the sky over the entire Dragon Court became dim, as if a gigantic dragon shadow had covered all the light. The dragon's sons and grandsons who were having fun were so frightened that they stopped their banquet and dared not shout for joy at this time.

Because there is only one person in the entire Dragon Court who can change such a celestial phenomenon, the master of Dragon Court, Ao Guang, the son of Canglong!
Ao Guang, as the eldest of the dragon clan, has always been kind and amiable to his dragon sons and grandsons. Changing the celestial phenomena and affecting the entire Dragon Court in this way can only mean that he is furious. Naturally, no one wants to be in trouble at this time.

The dragon's sons and grandsons returned to their own palaces one after another. At this time, in the dark sky and at the bottom of the sea thousands of feet below, a blinding white lightning suddenly flashed and landed in the palace in the center.

In the main hall of the Dragon Court, the Dragon Priest Ao Guang said nothing. His face was as old as his age, with white hair and beard. If it were not for a pair of dragon horns that symbolized a real dragon, he would look like a kind old man.

Next to him, the Thunder Priest was wearing half-body armor and pants, looking more martial than a warrior, with dark hair and beard like steel needles, and between his exposed strong muscles, there should have been lines of muscle texture, but on the Thunder Priest's body there were thunders running all over, these thunders intertwined and constantly evolved into different dragon emblems, like a changing ancient totem. "This is too much!"

The Thunder Priest was roaring in the main hall of the Dragon Palace. The power of thunder was released so that there was only the Dragon Priest in the entire hall, and he had no chance of being eavesdropped by others.

"Yue Yu is that idiot! If he hadn't supported Zhuge Dan, what happened today wouldn't have happened at all!"

The Yue Yu mentioned by the Thunder Priest is the real name of the Phantom Priest.

The Dragon Priest waited for the Thunder Priest to vent his anger before sneering, "We are not the same kind of people. If you still regard him as an ally, don't blame me for not warning you if you are betrayed in the future!"

The Dragon Priest has lived long enough. He is one of the older generation who has truly survived the ancient war between the Nine Gods. Naturally, he knows how filthy the world is between the Nine Gods.

Although the gods formed a stable alliance in the past, that was because the nine ancient gods had all fallen and it was not yet time for them to return, so their sects had to form a temporary alliance so that they could live more comfortably under the suppression of humanity.

Once the nine ancient gods return, their power will not only determine changes in the world, but will also cause their original alliance to disintegrate in an instant.

As long as I can return and prevent others from returning, then allies will naturally have no value, and only one person or one god will be enough to sit on the throne.

After all, over the years, the alliance of Shinto was not because the Nine Ancient Gods needed allies among each other, but because the sects under them needed allies among each other.

After venting his anger, the Thunder Priest realized that what the Dragon Priest said made sense. He looked embarrassed and said, "If Yue Yu and the others cannot be trusted, then what should we do now?"

It would be difficult to defeat the opponent with just the strength of their two lineages, let alone swallow up the eight provinces and spy on the world.

The Dragon Priest already had a plan in mind, and sneered, "Since the original allies are untrustworthy, then the original enemies may not be able to become a help!"

The Thunder Priest asked, "What do you mean?"

"Have you forgotten what the emperors of Daxia became in the end?"

The dragon priest awakened the dreamer with one word, this is the top secret in the world.

The reason why the emperors of Daxia kept the bloodline of the Emperor of Life and Death in the Zhou family was that they wanted to use the bloodline magic of the Zhou family to transform themselves into "living dead" after their death, waiting for the opportunity to resurrect in the future.

The highest level of the 'living dead' is called Hanba.

When Hanbao was born, the sun and moon failed to shine, the bare ground was thousands of miles away, and millions of corpses were lying on it!
Therefore, for the sake of peace in the world, the emperors of Daxia who had transformed into the "living dead" had to hide and sleep in the underworld, waiting for their descendants to find a way to wake them up again to avoid chaos in the world.

During these three hundred years, the throne of Daxia was passed down in an orderly manner. Generation after generation of Daxia emperors commanded the world as saints in Yujing Mountain, so there were no mistakes.

But now the Emperor of Daxia of this generation not only abandoned the throne, but also fell into a sea of ​​blood, thus becoming the helper in the mouth of the dragon priest!
As long as these drought demons are born, their own symbols will change the celestial phenomena of the entire world and become the last straw that breaks the camel's back.

By then, as long as the drought demon is not eliminated, even if there are twice as many earth immortals, not a single grass will grow in the fields!
The Dragon Priest is very much looking forward to seeing how the various schools of thought in Daxia will treat their former emperor!
The Thunder Priest's eyes lit up. Yes, this method that harms others but does not benefit oneself is indeed worth a try. He thought for a moment and realized the key missing in the Dragon Priest's plan.

"Old Bones should be able to help us with this."

Old Bones is the Bone Priest.

“But a Buddha of Equality appeared out of nowhere in the underworld, which is difficult for Him to deal with.”

Mo Jian made a great wish to become the Buddha of Equality in the Netherworld. At that time, the First Yama Palace appeared in the world, and the red-haired hand that was stretched out was a certain emperor of Daxia, but it was blocked by Mo Jian's sub-saint aura.

If they really want to release all the emperors of Daxia, they will not be able to avoid Mo Jian, the Buddha of Equality in the Underworld.

The Dragon Priest sneered, "Daxia is now 'returning from monk to layman', and the Buddhists are already anxious. We don't even need to do it ourselves. We just need to provide some necessary conditions, and naturally someone will be willing to help us achieve our goal."

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On Yujing Mountain, after the Minister of Sangha, Monk Yuanjue, was driven out of Pingzhang Palace by the Queen Mother, he angrily returned to the Vajra Temple on the eleventh floor. However, even the Vajra Temple could not escape the constraints of the Heavenly King's Law.

A Da has already moved on to many temples in Baoxiang Prefecture, and has achieved initial results. Naturally, he no longer has to worry about the temples on Yujing Mountain. As a Buddhist temple on Yujing Mountain, the wealth accumulated over the years by Vajra Temple is even greater than that of large temples with a long tradition such as Dongxiang Temple. It used to be a resting place for monks from all over the world on Yujing Mountain.

But now, most of the monks in the world have returned to secular life. There won’t be so many monks anymore, so naturally there won’t be a need for so many places to rest.

So, not long after Monk Yuanjue returned to his meditation room, he heard a commotion outside. He was already restless and angry, so when he opened the room, he saw teams of Tianjing guards holding seals and closing each Buddhist temple.

Seeing the red seals, the extremely angry monk Yuanjue just chanted the Buddha's name softly and lowered his head. However, the shadow behind him was stretched so long by the sunlight that it directly blocked the Buddha statue in the hall.

Monk Yuanjue thought to himself, since Bhagavan no longer wanted Buddha, then Buddha didn’t need to care about the sentient beings of Bhagavan anymore.

(End of this chapter)