The Heavens Start to Reverse Fate from Martial Arts

Chapter 188 Can’t you be self-reliant?
Taiyi Yang Guang raised his hand and picked up a memorial and opened it. While he lowered his head to review it, he spoke calmly and indifferently: "Three months. After this period, the matter will be handed over to the Jinyiwei for handling."

Shi Zhixuan's expression froze, and he quickly bowed and assured in a solemn voice: "Your Majesty, don't worry, three months will be enough!"

He had already made up his mind that if Zhu Yuyan refused to listen to his advice, he would ruthlessly destroy her martial arts.

The fate of the Buddhist sect was still fresh in our minds. If the Jinyiwei or the East and West Factories were to intervene, the fate of the Holy Sect could be imagined. This matter concerned the future of the Holy Sect, and there was no room for leniency.

At this moment, Wei Lianxiang walked into the imperial study room with a swaying figure. He came to the imperial desk, stood still, bowed and said, "Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you."

Taiyi Yang Guang put down the memorial in his hand, raised his eyes to look at Wei Lianxiang, frowned and said: "What's the matter? Is there any unusual movement in the Turks?"

The affairs in the north are complicated and time-consuming, including cleaning up local forces such as the nobles, implementing the order to destroy Buddhism, winning the hearts of the people, gathering intelligence on the Turks, and searching for available talents...

There are so many complicated and trivial matters that it would take at least one or two years to sort them out.

The sudden return of Wei Lianxiang, who was entrusted with an important task, could only be due to something that affected the overall situation, and in the world today, only the Turks have the strength to do so.

Shi Zhixuan tilted his head to look at Wei Lianxiang beside him, his eyes suddenly darkened. He could almost conclude that there had been some unusual movement by the Turks.

With such a big movement in the Central Plains, it is impossible for the Turks not to pay attention and have some ideas.

The foreign races that have tasted the sweetness of ruling the Central Plains will not miss any opportunity to rule the Central Plains.

Although the imperial court, with its terrifying strength, dealt with the rebel forces all over the world like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, it also caught the Turks off guard.

But given the wolfish nature of the Turkic alien race, it is certain that once their idea of ​​sitting on the mountain and watching the fight between tigers is shattered, they will definitely invade the Central Plains on a large scale.

Wei Lianxiang stood up and nodded solemnly, "Jie Li Khan is leading a Turkic army of 400,000 and is wandering outside the Great Wall. They may invade at any time."

As he spoke, he glanced at Shi Zhixuan. Some things couldn't be said in front of this guy. The problem of the Li family could only be reported to His Majesty in private.

"Four hundred thousand Turkic cavalry?"

Taiyi Yang Guang tapped the imperial desk lightly, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes, and then he returned to calmness and indifference: "If it were in the past, this move of Jieli Khan would have given me a headache. But how can the Great Sui Dynasty today be shaken by this Turkic army?"

He really does not need to be afraid of the Turks today. The Cavalry and Fruit Army alone are enough to deal with the 400,000-strong Turkish army.

If the situation in the world had not been uncertain, and he had already begun preparing for a major campaign to exterminate the foreign tribes in the north, how could he have given Jili Khan the opportunity to lead his troops to the border?
Shi Zhixuan's expression became serious, and he reminded in a solemn voice: "Your Majesty, don't take it lightly. Don't forget that there are also foreign tribes such as the Western Turks, Tuyuhun, Khitan, Tiele, and Goguryeo."

Seeing the two looking at him, he hurriedly explained solemnly: "I am not exaggerating, but the strength displayed by the court is enough to make these foreign races feel wary, even fearful."

"When I was in charge of the Western Regions and divided the Turks, I had a deep understanding of these foreign races. I knew how they would react to the sudden strength of the Sui Dynasty."

Wei Lianxiang frowned and said in a serious tone: "This is a problem. The imperial army is strong, but its military strength is limited after all. The situation in the world is not stable now, and it cannot cope with a large-scale invasion war by foreign races."

Taiyi Yang Guang narrowed his eyes, his mind raced, an extremely cruel idea emerged, and his eyes became deep and solemn.

He stood up and looked at Wei Lianxiang and Shi Zhixuan, and ordered in a deep voice: "Order all civil and military officials to come to the court to discuss matters immediately."

After saying this, he flicked his sleeves, stepped out of the imperial study, then flew up and flew towards the Sutra Pavilion.

Wei Lianxiang and Shi Zhixuan flashed to the door and looked at Taiyi Yang Guang's receding figures, with a look of surprise and doubt on their faces.

The two looked at each other, nodded solemnly, and then left in a hurry.

……

A secluded residence in Jingge, in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

Wang Yi slowly opened his eyes, looked at Taiyi Yang Guang who landed lightly, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Taiyi Yang Guang glanced at the dark red small tripod floating in front of Wang Yi, and his gaze lingered on the He Shi Bi in the tripod for a moment.

He retracted his gaze, sat down cross-legged casually, and said with a faint smile: "I have some ideas and want to talk to Master Yi about them."

"Ideas?" Wang Yi raised his eyebrows and asked curiously, "Tell me about it. If it's not difficult, I will fully support you."

Taiyi Yang Guang's expression became serious: "With 400,000 Turkic troops at the border, the surrounding foreign races will probably also make some unusual movements. I think... this is an opportunity to refine blood sacrifice soldiers!"

"As the strength of the alien enemy is unknown, we should do our best to prepare for war for the sake of all living beings in this world."

"Instead of spending a long time educating the aliens, it is better to use the lives of the aliens to forge a blood sacrifice army that is capable of suppressing the world. This is... the guarantee for the people of Daxia!"

Having said that, he stopped talking, looked at Wang Yi with a serious gaze, and waited quietly for the other party's reply.

Wang Yi frowned, stopped refining, looked deeply at the sky outside the window, and fell into deep thought.

The Beiming Battle Art and the Daomo Battle Body are just a fusion of some of the power of the Blood Sacrifice Battle Pattern. They are considered to be extremely gentle methods of strengthening the army and do not have too many side effects. The disadvantage is that they improve slowly and have a low upper limit.

The blood sacrifice soldiers, on the other hand, completely ignore the flaws of the blood sacrifice battle pattern. As long as they keep killing and do not exceed the limit of the battle pattern, they can continue to become stronger by relying on endless killing.

Blood sacrifice of aliens... this idea is indeed extreme but effective.

As the ruler of the Yun Dynasty, Taiyi Yang Guang had the idea of ​​using the lives of other races to ensure the continuation of the Daxia civilization, which is understandable.

However, this method is not without flaws. The war soldiers will eventually become war puppets without intelligence, and the war soldiers refined with incomplete blood sacrifice war patterns have a great risk of losing control.

If the blood sacrifice war soldiers get out of control, it will surely set off a catastrophe with countless lives lost. Before the blood sacrifice war pattern is completed, it is ultimately not suitable for large-scale application.

Taiyi Yang Guang frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "Master Yi, this is a different time. Facing an unknown alien enemy, we don't have time to develop step by step. Although blood sacrifice of soldiers is taboo, for the continuation of the Daxia race, we must not be soft-hearted."

"Womanly kindness?" Wang Yi glanced at Taiyi Yang Guang and said unhappily, "After all, the blood sacrifice battle pattern is an incomplete method. The battle soldiers trained by the sacrifice have a considerable risk of losing control. I have to be cautious."

Taiyi Yang Guang smiled and said, "So, Master Yi agrees?"

He was not worried at all about the so-called risk of losing control. With Master Yi's great magical powers, it would be easy to solve this defect, and he firmly believed in this.

Wang Yi nodded slightly and said indifferently: "I would rather die than let my friend die. For the survival of the people of Daxia, some taboo methods have to be used. Naturally, I have no reason to disagree."

As he spoke, he suddenly changed the subject, his expression instantly became serious, and he said in a deep voice: "But before that, we must solve the flaws of the blood sacrifice battle pattern to ensure that it will not become a disaster for Yun Dynasty."

He knew very well the horror of the blood sacrifice battle pattern getting out of control. Thousands of extreme strong men were wreaking havoc on the territory of Yun Dynasty, which was more threatening than a powerful enemy from outer space.

Taiyi Yang Guang nodded: "Next, I will use the death row prisoners to train a blood sacrifice war army. What number do you think is appropriate?"

Wang Yi's mind raced, he made a quick calculation in his head, raised his hand and stretched out a finger, and said seriously: "At most a thousand people, this is the safest way." It is unknown what means the powerful enemy from outer space has, but if the control of the blood sacrifice soldiers is taken away, it will be really fun.

This is not an unfounded worry, but something that is very likely to happen.

"One thousand?" Taiyi Yang Guang frowned slightly, confusion showing on his face.

In his opinion, at least ten thousand, if not one hundred thousand, would be enough to ensure his chances of winning.

When everything about the enemy is unknown, it is natural to strengthen one's own strength as much as possible.

If there is an army of 10,000 people who are ready to sacrifice blood, I believe that even if an immortal comes in person, with the power of the military formation and the secret art of blood explosion, there is still a chance of victory.

Wang Yi shook his head slightly and explained: "It's not that I don't want to practice more, but the number is too much to control. The blood sacrifice battle pattern is a puppet method. If the enemy takes away control, the consequences will be disastrous."

Taiyi Yang Guang was stunned for a moment, indifferent for a while, and said with a wry smile: "Well, it seems that we really can't rely too much on these external things."

He shook his head, stood up, bowed and said, "I'll trouble you to take care of this matter. I have to go back to preside over the court meeting, so I'll take my leave now."

Wang Yi nodded slightly and reminded: "Build the Yunchao system as soon as possible. The Qiyun magic weapon can be refined in another half a year. This is also a trump card to deal with powerful enemies from outer space."

Taiyi Yang Guang nodded, took a step out into the void outside the window, then tore through the air in front of him and rushed towards the Daqing Palace.

Wang Yi withdrew his gaze, pondered for a moment, and closed his eyes slightly.

The Tree of Nothingness, which communicates with the unknown land, sends a thought to the main body.

……

The main world, Quanyou Town.

Nearly half a year has passed, and with the efforts of Yiwuhou Mansion, all the mountain people within a radius of thousands of miles were forced to move into Quanyou Town, and the number of townspeople reached a terrifying number of more than 500,000.

Due to the rapid increase in the number of townspeople, Quanyou Town has expanded more than ten times from its original size, and the original mountains have become a landscape in the city.

The surface of the faint light blue wall was covered with exquisite and bizarre array patterns. On it, strands of starlight flowed, as if thousands of galaxies were flowing, and a terrifying opportunity was hidden in it.

The city walls were covered with sophisticated defense equipment, the main of which were huge crossbows, and arm-thick iron arrows that flashed with cold light like a dense forest.

The arrowhead, as thick as an arm, was engraved with strange symbols, emitting a powerful and yang energy.

Countless tall, rugged-looking silver-armored soldiers stood on the parapets like silver statues, exuding a mighty and majestic military aura.

The city was much more lively than before, but the people walking on the streets were filled with confusion and fear about this unfamiliar environment.

Every time a patrolling city guard passed by, the people along the way would avoid them from a distance.

Those who were forcibly relocated into the city did not have much sense of belonging to Yiwuhou Mansion, but only confusion about the unknown.

In the center of the town, the majestic Yiwuhou Mansion is built against the mountain.

The garden of the Marquisate.

Wang Yi was wearing a purple and gold battle robe, standing beside the pavilion with his hands behind his back.

He looked up in the direction of the Manyin Mountains, opened his lips slightly, and said in a deep and powerful voice: "Minister, after half a year, everything in Quanyou City has been settled. But this is not the beginning of peace, but a sign of impending storm. We must not be careless in preparing for war."

Quanyou Town, which has expanded more than ten times, is most appropriately called Quanyou City.

At the beginning of the expansion, he followed the standards of the provincial capital. This is the foundation and the long-term must be considered.

Xu Wen was wearing a white Confucian robe. After his injuries were healed, his demeanor became even more extraordinary. He also looked at the Manyin Mountains and said in a deep voice:

"My Lord, there are frequent incidents of ghosts harming people outside the city. It is likely that there is something wrong with the Manyin Mountains. It is best to send someone to investigate."

Wang Yi retracted his gaze, turned back and sat down at the stone table, picked up the wine glass and took a sip, and said lightly: "No need to investigate, there is indeed something wrong in the Manyin Mountains, and this change is most likely related to the barbarians."

Xu Wen came to sit in front of the stone table, looked at Yi Wuhou who looked so confident, and asked in surprise: "Why are you so sure, Lord?"

"The crisis in that direction is approaching." Wang Yi put down his wine glass and said with a frown.

"Approaching?" Xu Wen's expression became serious, and he frowned and asked, "How much time do we have left?"

Although he was surprised and suspicious, he thought that the reincarnated powerful beings could often do things that ordinary people could not, so he still recognized Yi Wuhou's divine perception.

Wang Yi put down his wine glass and said calmly, "There is no need to worry in the short term, but the demon soldiers from the county are expected to arrive at Quanyou Town soon. Shangshu Ling needs to pay attention to this."

Xu Wen felt relieved when he heard this, picked up the wine glass and took a sip, and said in a relaxed tone:

"It's good that the demon soldiers from the county town have arrived. It's just right for training soldiers and it can also allow the people in Quanyou Town to adapt to the changing situation and killing in advance."

The threats from the Manyin Mountains and the provincial capital are what he is worried about.

However, if something goes wrong in the Manyin Mountains, a place of evil, it will be much more difficult to deal with than the demon soldiers in the prefecture. In comparison, the demon soldiers from the county town are not really a threat.

The most important thing is that with this reincarnated great man in charge, there is no need to worry too much as long as we are not facing a crisis like the one in the capital city.

Wang Yi shook his head slightly and frowned, saying, "Quanyou Town is too poor, especially in terms of talent, which gives me a headache."

Xu Wen nodded in agreement: "Half a million people gathered in one city is indeed a big problem in terms of management, and there is also the problem of food. You need to find a solution for these, my Lord."

Bringing together the mountain people from thousands of miles around did strengthen the foundation of Quanyou Town, but it also increased the burden on the Marquis' Mansion.

Although the army goes to Quanyou Gorge to hunt for blood and food every day, this is not a long-term plan. If something unexpected happens, the good situation will be easily ruined.

Wang Yi glanced at Xu Wen unhappily. This guy was indeed a talent, but unfortunately he was a talent who had not returned home. But it didn't matter, as long as he could manage Qingquan City well.

He shook his head and was about to speak when he felt a palpitation in his heart.

She frowned and couldn't help complaining in her heart: What the hell is going on with the projection in the Tang Dynasty world? Can't they learn from the projection in the A Chinese Ghost Story world and be self-reliant?
I wonder how far the research on the incense and gods projected in the world of A Chinese Ghost Story has progressed? Have they started planning reincarnation in the underworld? How far has the exploration of heaven progressed?
Wang Yi shook his head, stood up and said, "I need to stay in seclusion for a few days, Shangshu Ling must control the overall situation."

"Goodbye, My Lord." Xu Wen stood up and bowed, watching Wang Yi slowly leave.

(End of this chapter)