Martial Arts: I am in the Ming Cult and I am building a dynasty

As for whether this would anger the Daqing Dynasty or not, Yang Zhao didn't care at all.

The ruler of the Daqing Dynasty was much worse than Yang Zhao had imagined.

That is to say, the Daqing Dynasty still has the last bit of national destiny that has not been completely exhausted. Once that last bit of national destiny is exhausted.

Yang Zhao had no doubt that the demons from the Ghost Gate world would be able to easily obtain the last battle flag.

Yang Zhao even suspected that the people of the Daqing royal family would completely surrender to the Ghost Gate world, transform into real zombies, and take the initiative to lead the top demons from the Ghost Gate world to the human world.

Yang Zhao really didn't see any bottom line in the Daqing royal family.

For the Daqing Dynasty, and even all the wild boar people in this entire dynasty.

Yang Zhao didn't have the slightest favorable impression of them. When he had time in the future, even if Yang Zhao didn't completely exterminate the entire wild boar tribe, he would definitely make this tribe pay a sufficient price.

As for the Daqing Dynasty's national destiny, it was wary of and excluded people from other countries.

Yang Zhao didn't take it seriously.

In the entire Daqing Dynasty, Yang Zhao did not sense any powerful and irresistible existence. Even without using the power of national destiny, Yang Zhao could come and go freely relying solely on his own cultivation.

Even if the Great Qing Dynasty discovered him.

As long as he could get the battle flag, Yang Zhao could even kill his way out directly.

Yang Zhao was not afraid of those so-called zombies created by the Daqing Dynasty using evil methods, even the top-level flying zombies and incorruptible bones.

Unless someone in the Great Qing Dynasty has mastered the Flying Yaksha to the immortal level.

Otherwise, even if the entire Great Qing Dynasty was fully deployed, it would definitely not be able to stop Yang Zhao.

Chapter 923: The Sins of the Daqing Dynasty

The sun was shining brightly in the capital of the Daqing Dynasty. It was a bright day, but the entire capital was filled with a gloomy and dead atmosphere.

There are at least several million people in the entire capital of the Daqing Dynasty, and the number in the surrounding areas is twice as many.

Logically speaking, such a city should be an extremely prosperous and vibrant place.

After all, no matter which dynasty it is, the capital is undoubtedly the best place.

But in the capital of the Daqing Dynasty, there were only the occasional Eight Banners descendants in fine clothes and riding horses, running dogs and flying hawks on the streets, having a good time.

Almost all the other people were morbidly depressed and miserable.

These people, even those from wealthy merchant families, often do not live beyond the age of fifty.

If he were poorer, he would probably only live to be 34 years old.

Yang Zhao could clearly feel that the entire capital city, in a sense, was more like a cage formation, gathering millions of people together and continuously extracting their blood and essence.

It is called the imperial court, but in reality it is a place where human beings are kept in captivity.

Moreover, with just one sweep of Yang Zhao's spiritual sense, he could collect all the subtle information in the capital city.

This prosperous capital city, which is supposed to be the best place in the world, is no less terrible than the war-torn areas that Yang Zhao had experienced before.

In war-torn areas, the common people are in danger of losing their lives.

But in this great Qingjing city, every citizen is dying a slow death.

If there is not a single book in ten rooms, a hundred people will not know how to write.

It was the first time that Yang Zhao saw a family wearing the same pair of pants.

This made the fire in Yang Zhao's heart burn again and again.

In fact, things in ancient times were not as bad as people imagined.

In Yang Zhao's previous life, during the recorded Han Dynasty, the literacy rate among the people had already reached 30%. Unless there was a famine, people would be slightly poor, but they would not be constrained by food and clothing.

The same was true during the prosperous Tang, Song, and Ming dynasties.

What really makes people's lives more difficult are natural disasters and man-made disasters.

Especially during the Song and Ming dynasties when capitalism was in its infancy, the literacy rate among the people could even reach nearly 60% to 70%, and the population once reached nearly 100 million.

But in the hands of foreign races such as the Manyuan and Yaoqing, civilization, population, construction, etc. will suffer devastating damage.

The most ridiculous thing is that in the late Qing Dynasty and early Republic of China, the literacy rate among the people had dropped to less than 7%.

Even writing letters and reading family letters can actually become a good career.

This was almost unimaginable in a dynasty ruled by the Han people.

The world of Kyushu where Yang Zhao was located was more vast and richer than the Earth in his previous life. Even during the war when Yang Zhao unified the territory of the Sui Dynasty, there was no desolation and decadence like the Great Qingjing City.

Captivity, this is real captivity.

Yang Zhao walked in the Daqingjing City, wearing luxurious clothes and walking lightly. He walked past countless people, but it seemed that no one could see Yang Zhao's existence.

Yang Zhao suppressed the rage in his heart and chose not to explode.

The problems and decadence within the Daqing Dynasty cannot be solved in a short period of time, or by one or two battles and killings.

Even if Yang Zhao launched a war, the Daqing Dynasty would be completely destroyed.

During the two hundred years of the Daqing Dynasty, the enslavement, confinement, and deception of the people here will take at least one or two generations to gradually eliminate.

For example, in the city of Daqingjing, more than 50% of the civilians have broken spines.

Not a physical backbone, but a spiritual backbone.

Passing through the outer city and the inner city, Yang Zhao strode into the imperial city as if it was an empty place.

According to Qiu Azhen's narration and Yang Zhao's deduction.

The last battle flag of the Great Qing Dynasty is hidden in a secret realm connected to the imperial city.

That’s right, the Daqing Dynasty was somewhat blessed two hundred years ago.

In the former territory of the Great Qing Dynasty, even during the wars and chaos, there were still countless places of heritage, and even large secret realms like the Ruins of Kunlun.

This secret realm is incomparable to the Tianmen World, Guimen World, etc. It has become a complete world in its own right.

It is not as vast as the immortal world.

The largest Kunlun ruins are only two or three thousand miles in radius. They contain many ancient heritages and have extremely strange feng shui dragon veins, making them extremely rich.

The reason why the Daqing Dynasty established its capital here.

This is because in this area, there is a natural secret land of Longxing that can gather infinite luck.

The entrance to the Longxing Secret Realm is in the Daqing Palace.

As soon as he entered the palace, Yang Zhao couldn't help but frowned.

The imperial palace of the country should have been the most majestic and solemn place in the dynasty, full of yang energy and the most noble place with purple aura.

But in this Great Blue Palace, there was an omnipresent chilling aura.

It is not the air of dusk, nor is it the air of death, corpse, or gloom.

It was a pure, malicious aura, as if all the negative emotions in the world were gathered together.

This kind of place is not even worthy of being called a palace.

No matter how magnificently this place is built, it is nothing more than a pile of bones hidden behind a gorgeous appearance. It is not an exaggeration to call it a devil's cave or a ghost cave.

In fact, Yang Zhao could vaguely feel it.

This kind of cold and gloomy atmosphere is the invisible will of humanity and the disgust towards the Daqing Dynasty, forming something similar to karma.

If it weren't for the special situation of the Daqing Dynasty, with the monsters and demons in the Ghost Gate World, the seven battle flags would have covered the sky and the earth.

Under the influence of such karma, if the will of humanity spreads.

I'm afraid that the world-suppressing divine weapon will kill and crush all the members of the Daqing royal family at the first opportunity.

No wonder the Daqing royal family has been practicing zombie skills from generation to generation.

These evil creatures deserve to have no descendants.

Yang Zhao's heart was burning with anger, but he was suppressing the endless murderous intent in his heart. His spiritual thoughts swept through the entire palace like an overwhelming force.

Yang Zhao didn't want to create any trouble at this time, but that didn't mean he had to give the Daqing royal family any face.

A group of beasts actually turned all the eunuchs and palace maids in the entire palace into corpse slaves and ghost servants.

Damn it.

After Yang Zhao's spiritual sense swept across the entire palace, without giving those so-called 'experts' hiding in the palace time to react, he turned around and arrived at the door of the huge imperial study.

boom!

Under the impact of Yang Zhao's spiritual power, the vermilion gate that was several feet high was instantly shattered.

Yang Zhao stepped into the imperial study of the Great Qing Dynasty with an overwhelming attitude.

Chapter 924 Kang Mazi, Kneel Down and Speak

The imperial study of the Daqing Dynasty was naturally built to be extremely luxurious, vast, and magnificent.

Behind the stacked bookshelves, behind a desk built on a high platform, Emperor Kangxi, who was reading some unknown classic, was startled by the sudden impact.

Immediately afterwards, Emperor Kangxi stood up in anger and looked towards the door with a sharp gaze.

"Who dares to be so presumptuous? Come, capture him for me..."

Before Emperor Kangxi could finish his words, the entire void was completely frozen.

Including those zombie masters of all sizes in the palace, they were also stopped by the heaven and earth, fixed in place, unable to move at all.

Yang Zhao strode into the imperial study and glanced at Emperor Kangxi with contempt.

Then he came to the dragon desk in the imperial study and picked up eight volumes of the Sutra of Forty-two Chapters from the desk.

That is to say, at this time, it is not the right time to declare an all-out war with the Daqing Dynasty.

Otherwise, Yang Zhao wouldn't mind crushing Emperor Kangxi of the Daqing Dynasty into slag.

But just when Yang Zhao was about to leave.

Under the extreme anger of Emperor Kangxi, the remaining dragon spirit of the Daqing Dynasty also let out an extremely angry cry.

A dragon with one horn, five claws, ferocious eyes, blood, and a sinister aura appeared in the void.

The dragon's roar breaks the ban.

The dragon spirit of the Great Qing Dynasty was almost turning into a Yin dragon, but it still retained some humane power.

Under such humanitarian power, Emperor Kangxi always broke free from his confinement, looking extremely ugly.

"Who are you?"

After being freed from confinement, Emperor Kangxi no longer cared about being too presumptuous in front of Yang Zhao.

As the emperor of a country, he was intimidated by a martial artist, was despised and humiliated in his own study.

This made Emperor Kangxi feel an unprecedented murderous intent.

Snapped!

Just as Emperor Kangxi finished speaking, Yang Zhao paused slightly, then turned around, raised his hand and slapped Emperor Kangxi in the face.

With this slap, Kang Mazi lost half of his teeth and his face was swollen more than two inches thick.

Yang Zhao looked at him with contempt and said, "If you know fear, then hide your murderous intent and eyes. Otherwise, it won't be difficult to crush you to death."

This slap made Emperor Kangxi's three spirits jump wildly.

But the unprecedented fear made Kang Mazi's heart tremble so much that he could only lower his head and dare not show the slightest arrogance.

"Your Mightiness……"

Snapped!

Another slap made Kang Mazi spin 720 degrees in the air and fall to the ground like a dead dog.

What followed was Yang Zhao's murderous gaze.

"You wild boars, don't you like people to call you slaves and kneel down? You don't know the rules at all."

Yang Zhao did not use force to force the other party to kneel down.