I, the leader of the secret sect, will do great things in the infinite world!

The smile on Li Lin's face gradually froze, staring blankly at his grasped wrist, his voice trembling: "What do you want to do?"

"Come on, follow me into the house."

......

The Bronze City is flying northward, and wherever it goes, whether it is a warlord fighting in a melee or a folk law seeking orthodoxy, they all look forward to the wind and surrender.

The vermilion on the map began to spread rapidly. In less than a week, the south of the Yangtze River turned into a pure vermilion, and the central area north of the Yangtze River and south of the Yellow River was a lighter vermilion. In the vast Mongolian grassland, there are still a few pure grays.

Since ancient times, most wars have been fought from north to south. There are few examples of successful wars fought from south to north, but these are only wars established in the same era.

In terms of conquest, Li Lin and Nian didn't even fire a single shot, and wherever they went, they were automatically included in the territory of Datang.

The powerful families and warlords who surrendered the city had a good plan in mind: No matter how powerful the Eastern Emperor and Tiangong are, the actual rule is still inseparable from their classes, so as long as they are superficially obedient, they can still Enjoy the generous life of the White Lotus King era.

The development of the matter was indeed as they expected. Li Lin and Nian did not punish them, at most they only made a slight personnel transfer.

However, the ensuing developments seem to have deviated from their control.

Everything seemed to be on the right track suddenly, moving according to the preset track.

This is true of all cities under the rule of the Tang Dynasty——

The people in the city only knew that there was a new emperor on their heads, and then they didn't know why, and suddenly their lives were completely different.

It seemed that something was watching them condescendingly, manipulating them, and holding all the things that did not belong to them in their hands.

One after another, detailed government orders were issued from the Bronze City, and fell into the centers of each city from a high altitude.

Politics, people's livelihood, security, municipal administration...beneficiary to all sectors, leading to subtle changes in everything.

It's not that these old-age families didn't think about obedience and disobedience-in fact, they have been like this since the era of King Bailian, stirring up public opinion, pleading for the people, and finally put on this high hat and continue to be their grass-headed kings.

However, the emperor who sits above the Bronze City has changed his mind. No matter how much he wants to regain the power of the past, he still needs to stay dormant for the time being.

"Let's listen to a few words from him and see what he can do to us?"

The aristocratic family thought so, but the next day changed.

First, the lifeline of the economy is gradually weakening. The direct orders from the Bronze City did not deprive them of all their property, but emptied their bone marrow bit by bit. It's endless, but it's just right to get stuck in their tolerance threshold.

It is even more traffic lights than Cunzhi.

Under such circumstances, the family was shocked to find that after a few months, they had no money.

Just when the aristocratic family wanted to seek a desperate fight, they found that all the disciples and warriors who were willing to die for them had disappeared.

First of all, the money for offerings cannot be issued, and secondly, these disciples have found a better way out.

All kinds of recruitment positions from all walks of life, and they are properly arranged. Although it is a bit more difficult than being a guest in an aristocratic family, it is better than life-threatening, and the job is stable.

——If there is a choice, who is willing to fight?

Immediately following the economy is people's livelihood.

After the cessation of the war, the soaring price trend was curbed, and the price was suppressed in a stable range. A series of temporary laws related to people's livelihood were promulgated, revitalizing the entire municipality that was waiting to be rebuilt, and a lot of living space was vacated. out to receive refugees displaced by the war...

Cities acquired new workforces, while demographic issues, which might have been a source of unrest, were addressed.

The aristocratic families have an unrealistic reputation, and when they come to their senses, they have been wiped out by the hacked and understated laws.

After solving the aristocratic family, it is the development of the overall industry.

[Industrial Integrity +10]

Li Lin was originally puzzled that even if he got the power, he couldn't directly transform into a complete industrial system all at once.

However, the information reflected on the desktop is often different from the imagination. The originally idle concessions were taken back, and the factories of foreigners, compradors, and warlords were confiscated. Under the industrial guidelines promulgated by the Bronze City, it became a new industry at an unimaginable speed. index.

All the people in this industry, without even trying to follow the rules and regulations, can work through private instructions that reach everyone.

It was like assembling scattered gear-like individuals into a huge and terrifying national machine, running wildly with [-]% efficiency.

The many are one, nothing more than that.

【Population +10】

[Industrialization system progress +20]

【Political system structure completed】

[Legal construction is being prepared, the current interim decree is valid for 1800 days, please issue a decree in line with the current era in time]

There has never been such a strange empire in the world - it is clearly composed of hundreds of millions of people, the vast majority of whom are just illiterate, but they have a unique way of communicating with each other and issuing orders and prohibitions.

"It's just a console, how can it be called open?

375 Entering and Destroying (Third Change)

For Huangliang Yicooking Dream to take effect, the caster must not move or leave his location.

But the place where Li Lin releases his power is on the Bronze City, which can move freely.

More precisely, in his dark green desktop.

——The way the city runs by itself has nothing to do with me, Li Lin!

One step further, it can be developed into the way I run Li Lin, and it has nothing to do with the desktop around me.

In the end, it can even be developed into the relationship between the way the city runs and the portable desktop.

He got stuck with a bug, and he got stuck with three nesting doll bugs. In this case, Huangliang Yichowmeng's shortcomings have actually been overcome.

Under such circumstances, Li Lin's Bronze City moved away from the sky above Chang'an, and arrived at the sky above the snowfield after a day and a night.

......

"Om, Furiluo, Hengxiang, Om Hengluo, Sapoha!"

This is the mantra of Bodhisattva Bodhisattva.

"Om, Bo La Mo Lin Tuoning, Suo Po He!"

After the mantra of Bodhisattva Bodhisattva in the sky, it is the fundamental mantra belonging to Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha.

"Om Aruli Kasabaha!"

This is the mantra of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva for eliminating karma.

"Om, Amoka, Oluzuo, Mahamura, Manipanama, Ruva..."

This is the bright mantra of the Great Sun Tathagata, known as the general mantra of all Buddhas.

"Namosan Manduo Bo Tuanan, Maha Yoga, Yu Sui Ning, Yu Yi Shen Bin Lu, owes money, Shaha!"

This is the mantra of Maitreya, which represents the root of the achievements of all Buddhas.

Colorful prayer flags flutter in the sky over the snowy area, and the strange burning of incense floats into the sky with the sound of lamas doing their homework. Palaces with red tiles and white bricks stand side by side with resplendent temples.

The freezing wind on the plateau was blowing bitterly, and a goshawk was circling on the mirror-like tranquil lake.

On the unique golden bed of the Iron Wheel King, the contemporary Wheel King is twisting the rosary in his palm.

The strength of Tang Donghuang and Tiangong expanded rapidly, and they brought Yunguichuan under their command a few weeks ago, and then Yunguichuan, which had been in constant disputes, entered the overall operation like a gear.

As a bystander, the Iron Wheel King can naturally see clearly—it is a kind of macroscopic and high-level scheduling, seeing the future hundreds or even thousands of steps away with unimaginable eyes. If this is not an enlightened person, then What else is an enlightened person?

Ever since he learned that Tang Donghuang and Tiangong were such incredible objects, Iron Wheel King no longer had any expectations for the future.

How can a small practitioner deal with this imaginary Buddha, a mimetic enlightened person?

——The good times like Luo Hao are gone forever.

After realizing this, King Tielun was waiting for the arrival of the Eastern Emperor. In his imagination, the Bronze City should have arrived after recovering Yunguichuan.

But no, during this month, the Bronze City just stayed in the sky above Chang'an, which made the Iron Wheel King feel extremely tormented.

The hanging sword didn't come down for a long time, which made Iron Wheel King feel what kind of torture it was, so much so that when he saw the other side of the sky covered by the shadow of the Bronze City, he actually let out a long sigh.

However, as the Bronze City gradually approached, and hearing the metal clanging from far to near, the rosary in Iron Wheel King's hand fell to the ground.

——This city is too big.

The old Iron Wheel King sat on his bed, his thin brows trembling one after another, and his heart twitched violently after seeing the big city that blocked the sky in the sky.

His compassionate eyes, filled with wisdom from reading scriptures, were gradually filled with confusion.

——How should this be done?What method should be used for liberation?

The Bronze City hovered over the snow-covered area, and countless herdsmen bowed down to the Weiwei City Tower in the sky. Compared with the belief that there were no miracles, this visible miracle was obviously more shocking.

In the palace, the Iron Wheel King sighed.

He figured it out, the reason why the Snowy Plateau was able to gain almost independent power was because of Luo Hao's meddling.

And Emperor Tang was definitely not that kind of person.

Iron Wheel King walked out of the palace and sat down in a vast expanse of snow. He raised his head and looked at the sky, and the snow fell on Iron Wheel King's white eyebrows.

The old monk moved his lips, he knew that Emperor Tang could hear him.

"Snowland belongs to Datang today."

On the dark green tabletop, the dim gray snow-covered plateau still remains, and it connects to the western regions in the north, all of which are dyed vermilion.

The old monk seemed to be returning to the light, put his hands together and put them on his knees, and said serenely to the disciples behind him who were full of sorrowful expressions.

"Don't do evil, do good deeds more, Xueyu Gao was originally the territory of the mainland, so don't be dissatisfied with Emperor Tang."

"But, Master." The monk in yellow cassock bowed down devoutly, with a tear in his voice, "You should have seen more of this world."

"Ha ha."

King Tielun lowered his head, smiled and exhaled: "Life is short, and I am born a long time. The old monk wants to make everyone in Xueyu live a good life. This is a great merit. You shouldn't be sad for me. And you should be happy for me."

His head dropped lower and lower, and his voice dropped to a whisper that he could hear.

"I hope that when I achieve Anuttarasamyaksambodhi in the next life, my own light will be blazing, illuminating the countless boundless worlds. I will decorate my body with 32 great human appearances and eighty-year-old figures, so that all sentient beings will be no different from me."

"I hope that when I achieve Bodhi in the next life, my body will be like glass, clear inside and outside, pure and flawless, bright and vast, with towering merits, my body will be well settled, and the net of flames will be more majestic than the sun and moon. All living beings in the dark world will be enlightened, and I will do whatever I want. Do all kinds of business..."

"Sponsor Cuilian, the poor monk is here."

After all, the voice was reduced to an inaudible level, and no one could hear it anymore.

......

"Why must he die?" In the Bronze City, Tony asked Andre beside him doubtfully.

"Because he is the biggest king in the snow region, no matter what, the Iron Wheel King will die." Andre put down the book in his hand, "It seems that if someone wants to annex the Southern European Union, the first thing to do is to annex you Get out, otherwise even if you do nothing, just existing will arouse the thoughts of other people with ulterior motives."

"Really?" Tony scratched his head in doubt, "But I don't think Mickey drove me away."

That's because he's not normal.Andre's lips moved to say something, but in the end he said nothing.

"you're right."

"Furthermore, it is said that this Iron Wheel King once followed Luo Hao's leader for a period of time when he was still a novice, and later defended the Western Regions during the war. Whether it is the snow-covered plateau or the deserts of the Western Regions, everyone respects him as a great king."

Andre pushed his glasses.

A young novice novice admires the eternally beautiful girl, who will never grow old in hundreds of years, but the novice has become an old monk...Andrei sighed.

The Iron Wheel King can peacefully hand over the Snow Region and the Western Region, but he himself will never be able to board the Eastern Emperor's ship.

Andre had a hunch that a new era had arrived.

376 Taking a step back and thinking more and more

The Black Prince Alexander Gascoigne has been restless lately, and the fires in Wangli's factory have been dying down.

Just like the principles upheld by his ancestors, the best way for Britain, as an isolated island country overseas, is not to become an ally of any mainland country, and not to continue investing when there is no certainty of victory.

Alexander Gascoigne thought so, though the blood of adventurers ran in his veins.

Alexander's father was a occult scholar. He knew a little bit of simple magic, but he was better at deception and gambling. By chance, his father embarked on the path of finding the Holy Grail, and then it was like a legend. Like the knight who died in Nakamichi, his father died.

Alexander, who was only 16 years old, embarked on the road of searching for the Holy Grail according to the secret code left by his father. By chance, he broke into the scene where the monks were trying to create a godslayer and summon the God of Disobedience.

Relying on his luck and adventurous mind, Alexander successfully defeated the fallen angel Lemuel, the god of disobedience who is in charge of thunder and illusion, and this power manifested in Alexander is unprecedented "superior speed".

——For the past ten years, among the existing Demon Lords, his speed has firmly occupied the first position.

It is precisely because of this main power that he is called the "Black Prince of Lightning".