Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Text Chapter 1536 A Stab in the Back?

This question pierced Master Kuchan's heart like an awl.

Master Kuchan's face was pale and his lips were pale. He was a super handsome guy who was originally a spotless and spotless man, but now he was extremely haggard.

He said with a voice as light as a dead leaf: "I, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?"

After saying this sentence, I don't know whether it was prevarication or self-comfort, the monk also fell back and leaned on the back of the chair, panting heavily.

"okay."

Meng Chixin observed his words and expressions, and knew that Master Kuchan had also reached the critical moment of the battle between heaven and man.

The monk had gone mad the day before yesterday and vomited blood, thinking that he couldn't get over the difficulties in his heart.

If he is more aggressive now, maybe the monk will directly enter his mind with demons, and he will die suddenly!

Meng Chixin said with a stern face: "No matter what choice you make, you must have your own reasons and difficulties. As long as it is not too contrary to common sense and completely different from other people's opinions, there is no need to explain it in detail!"

Ba Xiaoyu also stepped forward to support Master Kuchan, his ugly face twitched, full of shame, and said in a low voice: "Monk, you, it's not easy for you! What you said just now woke up the beggar, and the beggar can't let go Leaving everyone in the Ancient Sacred Realm behind like this, the beggar will also stay behind, and fight with these "Four Evils" with you to check and balance the overall situation of the Ancient Sacred Realm. The plan turned into a complete surrender, and even implemented the system of the real human empire that does not treat people as human beings on our ancient holy world."

"Only those high-sounding and high-spirited cultivators don't treat people as human beings!"

Wan Mingzhu stared again, and said sharply, "We were originally from poor people, how could we be like you, a well-clothed and well-fed son!"

Although the beggar Ba Xiaoyu looks impoverished and slovenly, he was indeed born on an island in the East China Sea, an incomparably rich noble son.

Wan Mingzhu, who came from a poor background along the southeast coast, was almost innately hostile to a son like Ba Xiaoyu who owns a private island and takes chivalry as a hobby as a hobby.

"Okay, since everyone's opinions have been unified, there is no need to repeat it? Fellow Daoist Wang, you are almost the 'think tank' among the twelve of us. What's your opinion?"

Meng Chixin resolved the dispute and sped up the pace of the meeting again.

Everyone's eyes "swish, swish, swish" fell on Longyang Jun Wangxi.

Long Yangjun's opinion is indeed very important, and can even be said to be the most important spokesperson after the two great Huashen.

Although the twelve Nascent Souls and Huashen are equal in name, they are still different according to their characteristics and specialties.

If it involves the technical issues of the giant magic weapon or other magic weapons, there is no doubt that Li Yao has the greatest say and the most authoritative.

If force is to be used, then it is Yan Liren's turn to act, and even the two great Huashen will respect his opinion as a "sword idiot".

If it involves life and death, ghosts, ghost cultivation and other issues, then everyone has to listen to Wan Mingzhu, the "mother of all ghosts in the world", no matter how harsh her words are, listen honestly, there is no way, she is a professional!

Qi Zhongdao likes and is good at setting rules the most. Maybe he can be the organizer and supervisor among the twelve people, and make everyone's internal relationship clear.

Han Baling and Meng Chixin, the master and apprentice, are both talented commanders and commanders with great strategic vision. Naturally, they can say more things than Yan Liren, Ba Xiaoyu and others when it comes to long-term planning.

King Longyang is happy?

She is an all-powerful "treacherous official" in the court, turning her hands into clouds, turning her hands into rain, helping the emperor fight against various factions, and a "big treacherous official" who has stood firm for decades, not to mention her formation of "ghost painting symbols". Assassinating the organization has made the entire comprehension world bloody and terrifying!

If you have to put a label on it, in the eyes of most Yuanying and Huashen, she will be regarded as an out-and-out "conspirator"!

Among the other eleven people present, there may be many who don't like, and even deeply fear and hate Long Yangjun.

But no one will ignore her opinion on this matter!

Her opinion may even cause many people to change their minds and re-examine the whole matter!

"fortunately!"

Li Yao's heart was pounding, and he said silently in his heart, fortunately, no matter what, Long Yangjun is always on his side. As long as she throws out objections, and the whole matter goes back to study again, maybe there will be a turning point up!

Now Ba Xiaoyu and Master Kuchan are not so firm in their stance of surrendering to the empire, they are just forced to do so, so they should be persuasive!

I, Long Yangjun, Ba Xiaoyu, and Master Kuchan add up to four, four against eight, and the people from Yanli over there are not hardcore imperial faction, they just follow the trend, and Han Baling's generation is even more willing to surrender. When drinking water, it is commonplace to surrender and rebel.

These people can change their positions, so there is still salvation, as long as Long Yangjun

"I choose Empire."

Long Yangjun said simply.

Li Yao: "..."

Meng Chixin looked at her: "Fellow Daoist Wang finished?"

"It's over."

Long Yangjun's expression was very relaxed, and when his eyes swept over Li Yao's face, he was quite natural and open-minded, as if he didn't remember that he had an agreement with Li Yao two days ago, and he didn't care about the consequences of Li Yao revealing her identity, "reason Well, the previous fellow Taoists have finished talking, and what you all said is very reasonable, I have nothing to add, the True Human Empire is the only choice!"

After Long Yangjun, another monster who turned into a god, Wu Suiyun, who represented the righteous way, said: "I don't like the Empire of True Humans very much, but when you think about it carefully, we actually don't know anything about the situation in the star sea. No matter how you choose, the difference is not big, the most important thing is that we must unite and work together!"

"So, since so many fellow daoists have chosen the empire, I don't need to create side issues and increase conflicts. I will join everyone and submit to the empire for the time being, understand the situation in the star sea, and then take it easy!"

Now, two Huashen and eight Nascent Souls have chosen the True Human Empire.

There were the last two people who did not speak, Li Yao, Master Vulture, and Zhu Zongyou, Emperor Phoenix.

Everyone's eyes, and all the pressure, fell on the two of them, their faces, and the depths of their pupils!

As thick as a mountain, as dense as a deep sea, and as breathless as a swamp, the young emperor's forehead turned into a bean-sized cold sweat, which also made his expression cloudy and entangled to the extreme: "I, I, I..."

In all fairness, the Phoenix Emperor is of course unwilling to surrender to the empire.

Leaving aside the fact that he was deceived by the imperial female warrior Hei Yelan for so long, it is tolerable that the other party dared to pretend to be his ancestors, what is unbearable?

That is to say, with his status as the "Son of Heaven, Ninth Five-Year Honor", he bows his head to others like Ba Xiaoyu, a beggar, Kuchan, a monk, Qi Changsheng, and Wan Mingzhu?

That's not it, isn't that becoming the king of subjugation!

In an instant, the final and extremely tragic end of countless "kings of subjugation" in the past dynasties flashed through the mind of the Phoenix Emperor. No matter what, he could not accept such an end!

"His Majesty."

Long Yangjun respectfully suggested to the Phoenix Emperor, but his eyes "coincidentally" fell on Li Yao's face, "If there is no hidden dragon in the abyss, how can there be a flying dragon in the sky? Right now, the enemy is strong and we are weak, so temporarily lurk in minions and bear it. What's the big deal?"

"Think about the days when His Majesty had not yet risen, wasn't he dormant in the Leiwu Palace, far away from the vortex of right and wrong in the deep palace, and had such good fortune in the future? At that time, the prince who was showing off his power in the palace and fighting fiercely, Princes, where are you now?"

"Not to mention, our temporary submission is only an expedient measure, and will not affect the independence of the Dagan Dynasty. You are still the emperor of Dagan, the Ninth Five-Year King!"

"Even if the country is really subjugated, as long as the seeds are left, the country can be restored again! But if the body dies and the soul disappears, then there is really nothing. Think twice, Your Majesty!"

"you"

The Phoenix Emperor glared at Lord Long Yang, obviously hating this "quan eunuch" who monopolizes all the power and wreaks havoc on the court.

Long Yangjun smiled, completely ignoring the blatant hostility of the Phoenix Emperor and Li Yao's very secret anger, and said indifferently: "Your Majesty is regarded as the 'high disciple' of the imperial female warrior Hei Yelan, and she should be more powerful to the empire than me. Have a deeper understanding? As the saying goes, "I would rather be the head of a chicken than the queen of an ox." In fact, among the twelve of us, who really wants to bow to the true human empire? But if you don't bow, what else? Choice? Isn’t it all a matter of expediency, humiliation and acceptance!”

"This kind of humiliation, even the dignified Huashen and Nascent Soul peaks can grit their teeth and endure it. Your Majesty still has a long way to go, and he has to establish a great cause for all ages. Can't he judge the situation and save a ray of vitality for himself?"

The Phoenix Emperor was speechless, wiped off his sweat, closed his eyes, his eyelids trembled for a long time, and said with difficulty: "I... agree to negotiate and cooperate with the True Human Empire!"

Now, two Huashen and nine Nascent Souls, eleven of the twelve strongest in the ancient holy world, have chosen the empire.

Eleven to one.

Li Yao was the only one left.

Li Yao's mind was in a state of disarray, thousands of thoughts in his mind danced, collided and shattered like a blizzard.

What the hell is Long Yangjun doing? Why did she suddenly change her position and stand unswervingly on the side of the empire? Isn't she afraid that she will be caught in the dark and her secret will be exposed?

No, it seems odd to say that she was "unwavering."

Listen to what she said to Emperor Fenghuang at the end, "I would rather be the head of a chicken than the queen of a cow", and what "Even Huashen and Nascent Soul peaks have to be 'humiliated' to accept"!

What do you mean, what is meant by "humiliating" acceptance? There is something in the words, and it is obviously provoking the unwillingness in the hearts of many Nascent Souls and Huashen!

However, even if it really provoked a little unwillingness, anyway, it is now eleven to one. Does she or herself have any way to turn the tide?

"Fellow Daoist Vulture!"

When Li Yao's mind was spinning, Meng Chixin's voice came coldly, "Eleven of us have already made up our minds, but I don't know if you still have different opinions. , the ancient holy world can only temporarily join the real human empire!" (To be continued.)

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