In Hetu Prefecture, over the prefecture city, Wu Tie stood on a white cloud and looked to the southwest.
The main force of the rebels in Hetu Prefecture was kneeling on the fields outside the city. They were all trembling with fear as they watched the generals who had led the rebellion beheaded. The bloody human head was stuck on the high flagpole, and blood flowed down the smooth flagpole. The bloody flagpole was extremely dazzling in the sun.
Wu Tie's attention was not focused on the rebels below.
The rebels, after all, are just rebels, with limited combat power and extremely weak will to fight. In the final analysis, they are just a group of pawns being used.
But in the southwest, evil spirits are filling the air. With Wu Tie's current Taoist cultivation, he could clearly sense the terrifying murderous intention coming from the southwest, and he could also feel the countless dead souls roaring and struggling in the void.
High up in the sky, Wu Tie could vaguely feel several huge, rapid, invisible whirlpools raging.
In the southwest area, the souls of soldiers who died in battle, civilians who were slaughtered, and all intelligent creatures were swallowed by the whirlpool, and then sent to unknown places. Wu Tie looked up at the sky. The blue sky looked extremely high.
High in the sky... Wu Tie grinned miserably.
This battle can feed you well, right
Wu Tie thought of the human soul essences used by Xiqi, Sheng Yao and others in their transactions, as well as the blood essences extracted from the bodies of the warriors inherited from the Three Emperors. These so-called, high-altitude gods.
Wearing a black robe, long hair scattered, and a jade belt tied between his eyebrows, Xi Yao swayed step by step, and walked slowly through the void to Wu Tie's side. The jade belt blocked his brows and vertical eyes, but it could not block the strange power of his vertical eyes.
Glancing toward the southwest, Xi Yao smiled coldly and said: "Many people died, and many people's souls were devoured... Haha, the so-called gods are nothing more than evil ghosts... These so-called kingdoms of gods that worship evil ghosts , is nothing more than a kingdom of evil spirits.”
Xi Yao didn't know Wu Tie's identity. He was only temporarily arranged by Sima Wuyou to assist Wu Tie in the Imperial City's Military and Horse Department.
In order to avenge his sister, Xi Yao acquiesced to Sima Wuyou's arrangement. However, he had an arrogant and eccentric personality. In the past few days, he had been sarcastic and sarcastic when speaking to Wu Tie. The words are all tinged with thorns.
"The Kingdom of Demons? You let your sister marry the prince of the Kingdom of Demons? Is there pig dung in your mind?" Wu Tie did not want to spoil Xi Yao. The task Xi Bubai gave him was to find Xi Yao... Now, Wu Tie has completed the task beyond the standard. He is not accustomed to Xi Yao's task.
Anyway, what kind of impression could Wu Tie have on this guy
He ran away from home with his sister and secretly came to the surface world. He also befriended Sima Sheng, the crown prince of the East Palace of the Kingdom of Jin Dynasty. In a few moments, he got his sister to marry Sima Sheng and she became pregnant with a child.
It cannot be said that Xi Yao is an irresponsible brother, but he is certainly not a qualified brother.
Therefore, Wu Tie's words were both a gun and a stick, and he was not polite at all.
The yellow divine light loomed in Xi Yao's eyes. He turned his head, stared at Wu Tie, and said with a cold smile: "I am in the realm of gods, are you not afraid that I will beat you?"
Wu Tie sneered sarcastically: "Can your sister come back to life by beating me?"
Xi Yao took a deep breath and raised his fist suddenly.
Wu Tie shook his head gently and said coldly: "If you dare to take action, I will launch a military formation and teach you a lesson... Hey, things got serious. The Linghu family discovered that you were hiding in my house. In the army... I don't care. You are an assassin who has evil intentions to kill me. I won't have any trouble at all, but you... "
Wu Tie sneered: "You still want to avenge your sister?"
Xi Yao opened his mouth, shook his head, looked at Wu Tie blankly, then mumbled in his mouth, swaying step by step, sighing softly, stepping on the void, and returned to the ground step by step.
Wu Tie's Imperial City Soldiers and Horses Division sped up.
He kept wiping out the rebels in one state after another, constantly reorganizing the rebels into cannon fodder slaves, and then took over the treasury of each state through military law. According to the order in the imperial edict given to him by Sima Fu, he opened the treasury and recruited troops. Reorganize the state army.
Wu Tie's order was directly transmitted back to Yuzhou, and the entire Yuzhou went crazy. All civilians with qualified cultivation were forcibly recruited as soldiers of the Yuzhou State Army; With the spirit of risking everything to survive and live in the future, he distributed various cultivation secrets and various cultivation resources to the people of Yuzhou, and gave birth to a large number of monks among the people.
In a short period of time, Yuzhou has almost reached the level of one out of ten men. One out of every ten adults is enrolled in the state army, and then gathered in military camps to receive the most basic military formation training.
In short, Wu Tie successfully created an atmosphere of militarism and hysteria.
With Anyang City as the core and hundreds of surrounding prefectures, the land that was once the Longxing Kingdom of the Jin Dynasty, under Wu Tie's control, has a vague feeling of being turbulent and full of soldiers.
At the same time, on the seventh day after the news of the defeat in the southwest came back, Linghu Qingqing and Gongyang Sanlu gathered the court civil and military forces to face Sima Fu directly in the Jiuxiao Palace, and stood behind Sima Fu to take charge of the country's artifact Fengyun Sima Zhengren, the old man of the Sima clan in Zhentianzhong.
In Jiuxiao Hall, Linghu Qingqing was in full military uniform, standing in the middle of the hall with a face as heavy as water.
Behind him, the generals of the Jin Dynasty who were vassalized by the Linghu clan, and all the generals with military positions, were also in full military uniforms, standing in a neat formation according to their rank.
On the high imperial platform, only Sima Fu was sitting on the throne, with Sima Zhengren and a dozen old eunuchs standing beside him.
This situation is like Linghu Qingqing leading thousands of generals in formation, preparing to charge towards the imperial platform.
In the main hall, all the civil servants stepped back for a long distance, leaving enough space for Linghu Qingqing and these generals to form an array. The civil servants all looked relaxed, and some even had subtle smiles on their faces.
No matter who becomes the master of this world, governing the country cannot do without civil servants like them.
Therefore, the civil servants were very relaxed.
Gongyang Sanlu was holding a three-foot-long scroll and stood side by side with Linghu Qingqing, quietly looking at Sima Fu and Sima Zhengren with a weird smile.
"Your Majesty, please also use your seal to capture the First Army, the culprit for the ineffective combat, and capture the First Army and his gang members, so as to give an explanation to the innocent soldiers who died in the southwest and to the people all over the world."
"At the same time, the military situation is urgent and the Jin Dynasty is in danger. Your Majesty also requests that your Majesty temporarily ennoble the left prime minister Linghu Qingqing as the Grand Sima and the Grand Marshal of the world's soldiers and horses. He will wear the prince's robes and use the prince's honor guard to command the soldiers and horses of the world and fight against the great war."
Sima Fu looked at Linghu Qingqing and Gongyang Sanli with a gloomy expression.
After being silent for a long time, he asked quietly: "Can the Qing family explain to me what this big Sima does and what he does?"
Linghu Qingqing and Gongyang Sanlu's faces twitched at the same time. They were so ignorant and incompetent. This made them, the ministers who wanted to usurp the throne, feel helpless...
Gongyang Sanlu took a step forward helplessly. He held a three-foot scroll with a series of decrees written on it in his hand and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, the so-called Great Sima..."
Sima Zhengren interrupted Gongyang Sanli's words: "Gongyang Sanli, step back... Your Majesty will not agree to what you said. The power of the world's soldiers and horses? Using the prince's honor guard and military law in war to govern the world's power? Haha, If so, apart from the title of God Emperor, Linghu Qingqing, what is the difference between you and the God Emperor?"
Shaking his head, Sima Zhengren said coldly: "You guys... don't have any wishful thinking. Your Majesty will not agree to such things. I cannot tolerate you and others doing such nonsense. Hey, get back!"
A cloud of light rushed out from above Sima Zhengren's head, and the Fengyun Zhentian Clock made a 'ding dong' roar suspended above the cloud light. Everyone in the hall seemed to be drunk, their bodies were swaying, and it was difficult to stand still.
Gongyang Sanlu's expression changed slightly, and he looked at Linghu Qingqing.
Linghu Qingqing sighed, he took a step forward suddenly, and then a silver lamp suddenly spurted out above his head. On the silver lamp, a small silver light swayed, and a soft silver glow enveloped the entire hall, steadily resisting the power of the Fengyun Zhentian Clock.
"Elder of the clan, you can rest assured and cultivate yourself in the imperial city. If you don't understand this kind of court affairs... just don't interrupt." Linghu Qingqing smiled and looked at the horrified Sima Zhengren. He waved his right hand and a strange-shaped weapon The twelve-section square dragon-headed gold mace slipped out of his sleeve.
The three-foot-six-inch dragon-headed golden mace exuded a sharp edge that made people tingle all over. Linghu Qingqing shook the golden mace slightly, and a dragon-shaped golden light roared out and hit the Fengyun Zhentian Bell.
There was a roar, and tens of thousands of courtiers, guards, maids, and eunuchs inside and outside Jiuxiao Palace spurted blood from their seven orifices. They fell to the ground screaming miserably and couldn't get up for a long time. Only in the main hall, a silver light flickered above Linghu Qingqing's head, protecting the people around him from being affected by the sound of the bell.
That day, Linghu Qingqing and his men encountered Ao Ao. After a great battle, Ao Ao handed over many of his treasures to Wu Tie, except for the immortal heart lamp with astonishing defensive power.
Today, this immortal heart lamp appeared in the hands of Linghu Qingqing. It can be seen that the gods who descended on that day still took some good things from Ao Ao's hands. The dragon-headed gold mace in Linghu Qingqing's hand was so powerful that Wu Tie had not seen it that day, so it could be seen that it was a valuable weapon that Linghu Qingqing only acquired later.
A cloud of gas rose above Sima Fu's head and rose up to a height of more than ten feet. A nine-story pagoda could be seen in the cloud. The tower was sharp at the top and plump at the bottom. It was shaped like a bamboo shoot. Its shape was smooth and cheerful, and it had an inexplicable Taoist charm.
The surface of the nine-story pagoda is densely covered with countless Buddha statues with kind faces and solemn treasures.
These Buddhas were covered with golden light, just like living creatures. Their hands were constantly changing various fingerprints, and wisps of golden light spurted out, turning into golden lotus flowers the size of mung beans and soybeans, falling like raindrops, covering Sima Fu's entire body. Protect it inside.
This is the pagoda that is said to have the strongest defense among the three sacred artifacts of the Jin Dynasty.
The strongest attack is the Wanlong Palace, the strongest defense is the Pagoda Tower, both offense and defense, and the most magical thing is the Sky-shattering Bell.
Sima Fu's own cultivation was not very bright. The dragon-headed golden mace and the Fengyun Zhentian Bell collided hard, and the others were shocked to death. Only Sima Fu used the pagoda to protect himself and at the same time protect himself. Sima Zhengren and a dozen old eunuchs lived there.
Sima Zhengren's whole body was covered by a thin layer of golden lotus flowers. He widened his eyes and stared directly at the immortal heart lamp on Linghu Qingqing's head and the dragon-headed golden mace in his hand: "Linghu Qingqing, these are two pieces of suppressing power. This national artifact-level treasure...where did you come from?"
This land is vast and boundless, and has given birth to countless caves and blessed places. Once a great pattern penetrates into it, it will give birth to an innate spiritual treasure. If the strongest among them is obtained by the Kingdom of God, he will be named the Zhenguo. Artifact.
The reason why the royal families of the three major divine kingdoms are able to secure their thrones is because they hold the kingdom-suppressing artifacts. Even though other wealthy families have innate treasures, as long as they don't have the kingdom-suppressing artifact-level weapons, they are absolutely impossible to rival the royal family.
However, Linghu Qingqing actually had two artifacts to protect the country.
Standing behind Linghu Qingqing, Linghu Jian, Linghu Wuyou and other core members of the Linghu clan stepped forward one after another. The Five Elements strange light flickered, and the five five-element secret treasures that Wu Tie helped the Linghu clan obtained emitted. Huge power surged out at the same time.
Subsequently, seven more powerful treasures emerged from the bodies of the Linghu clan members in a row. Together with the two heavy treasures in Linghu Qingqing's hands, there were a total of fourteen national-level artifact-level heavy treasures suspended in the Jiuxiao Palace. The terrifying aura was like the undercurrent of a tsunami, drawing everyone in, forcing everyone except the Linghu clan members to breathe.
Even with the protection of the pagoda, Sima Fu was pressed so hard that his chest felt tight and his eyesight turned black.
"Ancestor..." Sima Fu turned pale and subconsciously looked at Sima Zhengren.
In the final analysis, Sima Fu is just a standard dude... Oh, that's wrong, now he is even more of a standard fool, and he is the outstanding one among the fools.
You want him to be so wise and powerful to suppress Linghu Qingqing and others... This is really impossible.
Sima Zhengren looked at Linghu Qingqing and Gongyang Sanxi expressionlessly. Finally, he nodded slowly: "The two noble families are the bones of the country... I will accept the invitation of the two noble families. Haha, haha, The national war is dangerous, so I have to help the two ministers... If the Jin Dynasty overthrows, haha, there is no need to say more."
Linghu Qingqing and Gongyang Sanlu bowed slightly and saluted.
From today on, the power of the Jin Dynasty is entirely in his hands.
The only First Army that can pose any threat to them, haha, his main force, the Divine Power Army, was beaten to pieces in the southwest, what else can he do? As long as he is captured alive and thrown into the sky prison, and all his accomplices are convicted and thrown into the sky prison, the rest will happen without asking.
Sima Fu's face turned pale, and under the protection of Sima Zhengren, he fled back to the harem as if he was running away.
Linghu Qingqing actually had fourteen national-level artifact-level treasures in his hands!
Like a plague, this news quickly spread out of the imperial city, out of Anyang, out of the territory of Jin, and to Wei and Dawu.
Everyone knows very well that the Great Jin Dynasty is afraid that things will change.
It's nothing more than how Linghu Qingqing can make things more beautiful without leaving too many stains.