Since the world of nine uncles is immortal

Chapter 247 The world is in chaos (83)

But the fighting power of the officials and imperial envoys is a bit stronger than that of chickens, and their saliva can't even hurt Wang Yu's face. It is true that the influence brought by the Zhenbei Army's entry into the pass to punish evil spirits was for nothing.

Just when Wang Yu was cultivating outside the Great Wall to enhance the war potential of Youzhou and Bingzhou, the Great Zhou Center was turned upside down again.

This generation of Emperor Zhou died immediately.

Not long after the death of the previous Emperor Zhou, Da Zhou once again lost his titular master.

Under the repeated turmoil, the prestige of the Great Zhou royal family plummeted to the bottom.

Except for the two prefectures of Youju and Bingzhou, the flames of the uprising began to ignite from the territory of Dazhou.

Kyoto, National Teacher's Mansion.

The fat monk Guangliang came to this magnificent mansion again.

Guang Liang, who was smiling all over his face, looked at Pudu Cihang who was sitting at the top with apprehension, and slowly asked: "Junior Brother, I don't know what your opinion is on who the next Emperor will belong to? If you have a suitable person in your heart If you want to, you might as well tell me, brother.

I am conveying it to the elders in the sect to see if it is suitable. If it is suitable, my Buddhist sect will do my best to wish you a human emperor. "

Pudu Cihang, who was questioned by the big fat monk Guangliang, replied after hearing the words: "Brother, you are joking, who should be the next emperor is of great significance to my Buddhist school, and such important matters should be shared by all the elders in the school." Discuss and decide, junior brother, how can I speak out and disturb the thoughts of the elders at will."

Fat monk Guangliang was very satisfied with Pudu Cihang's words, and he suppressed some thoughts that had already arisen in his heart.

Still smiling, but at this time Guang Liang smiled more sincerely: "Since that is the case, the old monk will not embarrass you anymore, I will go back to the temple and send a letter to the elders so that they can make a decision early.

Otherwise, it is not a good thing to hang the throne high. The people in this world cannot be governed without the emperor. Later, when dealing with those dignitaries in the dynasty, please don't be stingy, and come forward to help me. Contribute to the career. "

"It's a matter of duty, it's incumbent."

Hearing Pudu Cihang's categorical answer, he nodded towards Pudu Cihang in satisfaction, and only then did Monk Guangliang leave contentedly.

After watching the great monk Guangliang go away, the little novice who served by Pudu Cihang raised his head and looked at the master beside him: "Master, Guangliang has already doubted us, do we need to restrain our plan a little bit?" ?”

Pudu Cihang put the whole teacup on the tea table into his mouth, chewed it a few times and swallowed it expressionlessly, then turned his head to respond to the little novice beside him: "The time you have been wearing human skin is still too short, The understanding of human nature is too one-sided.

The situation has deteriorated to such an extent that our plan cannot be restrained, but must be accelerated.

I originally thought that Wang Nanrong in the north was a loyal minister and good general who came into being because of Da Zhou's dying dragon attack, but I didn't expect him to be an evil dragon who wanted to fight for the dragon.

Now he has achieved great momentum. When he completely annexes the Xiongnu and integrates the power of the grassland, he can move his army south to win the Ninth Five-Year Plan. If he can't swallow the dragon energy of the Great Zhou before he wins the Ninth Five-Year Plan, my ancestor, my plan to transform the dragon will be ruined. at once.

At this moment, we are running a race against time, and we won. My ancestor, I am transformed into a real dragon, and my magic power is boundless. Forgive me, Wang Nanrong will not dare to persecute me too much. Even if you will not live like this in the new dynasty The nourishment of the skin will certainly not be suppressed.

If we lost, how did we hide from XZ in the pre-Qin period and survived? After the new dynasty was established, we would have to repeat the original life. Have you ever thought about that kind of life? "

Recalling his life like an ant, the little novice subconsciously shook his head: "Master, we have basically dug the emperor's tomb in Beimang Mountain, and it is very difficult to find corpses with dragon aura for you to eat and practice. "

Hearing Xiao Shani's words, Pudu Cihang didn't take it seriously: "Beimang Mountain is gone, so is there no other place in the world? Can you use your brain more, don't put on human skin and look like a monkey.

In the pre-Qin Dynasty, apart from the mausoleum of the first emperor, can other mausoleums be paid attention to?

If not, wouldn't there be all the former emperors of this great week?It is true that we are loyal ministers and righteous men of the Great Zhou Dynasty. The Emperor Daxing will be buried in the future, and the poor monk can change his words at that time.

The previous emperors had been dead for at least hundreds of years, and their meat had long been poor and tough. The Daxing emperor was different, at most the meat was a little sour. "

Purdue Cihang, which has long been out of the same mind with Buddhism, also has its own calculations. It wants to turn into a real dragon. At present, there are only two ways to go.

One is to submit to Buddhism, and wait for when Buddhism will look at it blindly, take it to the Babu Tianlong Pool for a soak, and let it lose its centipede body and turn into a Tianlong.

The second is to plan hard by myself, and to swallow the dragon energy of the Great Zhou and the Great Zhou to give the most powerful boost for myself to transform into a dragon.

Purdue Cihang doesn't know if the Buddha is blind, but he knows he is not blind.

The Heavenly Court was overthrown by the pre-Qin period, and the gods and Buddhas in the sky were all dead and wounded. The Buddhas didn’t know where they died. If you count on the first way, isn’t that looking for a dead end?
Just when the capital center and Buddhist sects had their own calculations, sparks that could start a prairie fire had already risen in various places in Dazhou.

At the foot of Taihang Mountain came a white-clothed intellectual, Wang Bodang, who has risen up and called himself the King of Yan.

Like Wang Yu, the Jiaozhi family, relying on the complexity of the Pearl River waters, cut off the communication with the hinterland of Dazhou.

Xishu is even more blessed by nature. With the sword gate closed, various forces in Xishu easily allocated Xishu out of the territory of the Great Zhou.

This is still the beginning of the uprising, and the three princes who are well-known.

Logically speaking, except for these three vassal forces with special circumstances, the forbidden army stationed in the outskirts of the capital of Dazhou is enough to wipe out most of the rebels in the world, but for some reason, the central center of Dazhou has always been indifferent to this.

Under the negotiation and compromise between Buddhism and the Great Zhou Center, the second son of the Daxing Emperor became the Ninth Five-Year Supreme of the Great Zhou.

After shouting long live three times, the new era belonging to the Great Zhou has not yet arrived.

The current emperor is too young, and it is inevitable that he will rule a small country.

As a result, the territory of Dazhou, which had been able to maintain a peaceful surface in the past two years, suddenly changed into a pot of stinky porridge consisting of not only rat feces but also all kinds of miscellaneous garbage.

Wang Yu, who had expected this scene for a long time, sat firmly on the Diaoyutai. After several months of sorting out the intricacies between the grassland and the secluded state, and the two states, Wang Yu had already sorted out everything in order. Cao then can.

For this world, Wang Yu's expectation is not just that there is only one dragon competing for the throne.

What he wants is to reform the past and establish a new political system. Only in this way can he ensure that the regime he created can be fully used by him, so that he doesn't have to worry about his own people holding back when he confronts the world's powerful families in the future.

Wang Yu never forgot his ideal when he first came to this world. For him, a civilization born from the evolution of the world is the best shortcut to improvement.

(End of this chapter)