Chapter 1227 The Emperor of Heaven and Order Decrees: Hmm?

Chapter 1227 The Emperor of Fengtian Chengyun proclaimed... Hmm?

The bright moonlight not only covered the temporary port area of ​​Donghuang, but also covered the peaceful and prosperous land of Dongzhou.

In the city of Fuzhou County in Dongzhou, not far from Zhongzhou and Dongzhou Duanzhou River, the night market was bustling with people and brightly lit.

Thanks to the new policy of the Xinghuo regime, the curfew has been abolished, and many vendors are enthusiastically promoting goods from all over Dongzhou in the night market.

There are more than mortals in the crowd on the street.

Whether they are from a sect or a casual cultivator, whether they are in the Condensation Realm or the Core Formation Realm, all Natlan monks honestly follow the "No-flying ban on entry into the city unless necessary" system, and harmoniously select the goods they need on the street like mortals.

Many monks have happy smiles on their faces, and they chat with their new mortal companions in groups of three or five in restaurants and teahouses.

If it weren't for the system of the Spark Regime that allowed them to experience the perspective of mortals, they really wouldn't have discovered that the mortals they once regarded as worthless also had the same ambitions and ideals as them.

Such a harmonious scene of monks and mortals living in harmony is not only happening in Fuzhou City.

It can be seen everywhere in the counties and even in the countryside of Dongzhou.

The idea that the Spark Regime will help Natlan rise has now been recognized by almost all Natlan people in Dongzhou from the bottom of their hearts.

Peace and prosperity are not just a fantasy. The people of Dongzhou have truly understood how powerful the power of everyone united is, and they also understand that this is the life they deserve.

Whoever dares to deprive them of all this, they will call him to perish.

The power of a mortal may be as light as a feather.

But if one mortal is not enough, then what about one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand, or even a county of people?

If the power of a casual cultivator is not enough, then what about an entire sect, including the demon race?

The catchy song "Unity is Strength" promoted by the Spark Regime has made all the Natlan people in Dongzhou understand the truth of unity.

Especially after the news that Nanzhou was almost destroyed into a wasteland by the evil cultivators spread, the people of Dongzhou Natlan understood what saved them.

In addition, a rage for revenge against the evil cultivators also emerged from the hearts of many Natlan people in Dongzhou.

In order to avenge the compatriots in Nanzhou and help them rebuild their hometown, a large number of mortals and cultivators took the initiative to apply to the Spark Regime to go to Nanzhou to help rebuild and eradicate the evil cultivators.

Although the officials of the Spark Regime and the heads of the sects in various places also had this intention, they had to appease the people first and convey the situation to Linhai City urgently, waiting for instructions.

But in this situation, several uninvited guests wearing black and white luxurious robes and their faces covered by silver masks appeared in the night sky of Fuzhou City.

"Is this really the Fuzhou City where I came a hundred years ago? Why don't these monks fly in the air, but instead mix with mortals?"

A deep and old voice, but full of energy, came from the mask of the leading monk.

He retracted the invisible divine sense that covered the whole city, and felt it was ridiculous.

And he was not the only one who was puzzled. The faces of the limiters behind him were also puzzled under the masks.

"Lord, I didn't find any longevity elixir and spiritual weapon at all."

"Not only that, there are demons in the city who openly show their original forms. The surrounding mortals and monks not only do not attack, but there are also mortals wearing big red flowers on their bodies."

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The situations that made them from the imperial city feel subverted one after another. In the end, the monk called the Lord waved his hand and stopped others from speaking.

"Let's go to the City Lord's Mansion first. The situation in Dongzhou is secondary. The mission given to us by the Grand Master must be completed."

"Yes."

Hearing his cold voice, the seven young monks wearing masks responded in unison.

The next second, their figures disappeared in the night sky without a trace.

The soldiers patrolling in the air around Fuzhou City and the monks in the city seemed to have not noticed their arrival at all, which showed that their cultivation was so high that it was superior to most of the extreme people in Natlan.

In the Fuzhou City Lord's Mansion in the most central area of ​​the city.

The round-bodied, mustachioed Princess Niu Gaohan was sitting in the ceremony hall, holding a ceramic teacup with a frown.

In front of him were several officials holding paper documents. One by one, the officials took turns to hand over the documents, and he reviewed the work.

"The pills are in short supply, the pills are in short supply, tsk, if this matter is not resolved, it will really cause big trouble!"

As the documents of the officials were reviewed, Niu Gaohan's face became more and more anxious, and finally put down the brush in his hand and rubbed his temples.

"My lord, I have a plan."

An old, hunchbacked official in a blue official uniform saw this, hesitated again and again, and stepped forward to Niu Gaohan respectfully.

Seeing the princess's supportive look, he cleared his throat and began to tell the story:

"Dongzhou has been weak in spiritual power since ancient times, and lacks places with bad weather conditions that can produce natural treasures.

"The natural treasures used for alchemy are either difficult to obtain or have insufficient medicinal effects.

"Why don't we apply to Linhai County and call on monks to go to Zhongzhou for secret collection?"

Hearing the proposal of the elderly official, Niu Gaohan slammed the table, causing all officials in the meeting hall to tremble with fear.

Even the soundproof spiritual device issued by the Ministry of Personnel on Niu Gaohan's table shook.

"Nonsense, do you really think that I have not considered this matter?!

"Zhongzhou, huh, Zhongzhou, the people have only had a few days of good life now, do you know that this move is likely to trigger a civil war in Natlan!

"The Imperial City has not noticed the changes in Dongzhou so far. There is no need to take the initiative to provoke the ignorant and corrupt people in Zhongzhou who are out of touch with the masses at this time. The comrades of Linhai City have their own considerations!"

Upon hearing this, the old official who was scolded quickly bowed and apologized.

The ritual of kneeling and worshiping has been abolished, and they no longer need to kowtow to the princess.

What's more, Niu Gaohan was one of the first high-ranking officials in Dongzhou to join the Xinghuo regime. He rose from a poor man to a princess and was regarded as a commoner by other princesses.

And he admired the future described by the Spark Regime to the extreme. Before the change of Dongzhou, he publicly stated countless times that this was the way to save the people.

Even if there was a sneak attack by the evil cultivators a few days ago, Niu Gaohan never flinched even under the dire situation.

He even personally went to the city gate to boost the morale of the officers and soldiers defending the city. He successfully waited for reinforcements from the demon clan and surrounding sects and witnessed the fall of the evil cultivator Nascent Soul.

This incident was publicized and praised by the Xinghuo regime in all counties in Dongzhou, which made all the people and monks in Fuzhou County blush.

Therefore, the old official who was scolded also knew that the princess was grumpy because she was only troubled by the lack of elixirs, and had no hatred in her heart.

"My lords! My lord! No, it's not good!"

But at this moment, an armored soldier suddenly rushed in outside the meeting hall and knelt down in front of Niu Gaohan in front of all the senior officials of Fuzhou County.

"Why are you panicking? I haven't seen you so panicked since the evil cultivator called me. Stand up and talk to me!"

Niu Gaohan, who was still angry, raised his eyebrows, stood up and walked to the kneeling soldier, grabbed his arm and helped him stand up.

"Yes, it's Yantiansi, Yantiansi is here..."

Before the soldier could finish his words, an old cold snort instantly descended on the hall.

The ensuing terror and coercion caused the soldier and almost all Fuzhou County officials to faint on the spot.

Niu Gaohan and several other officials, who were protected by official spiritual weapons, all looked at their fallen colleagues, not sure what happened.

Nascent Soul Realm Cultivation!

Imperial City Yantiansi!

What's coming is finally here!

In the blink of an eye, eight monks wearing black and white robes, their faces covered by silver masks, silently entered the meeting hall.

Seeing the officials lying unconscious on the ground, the eight Yantiansi monks walked past them as if nothing was happening, and walked a few meters in front of Niu Gaohan, who had cold sweat on his cheeks.

"The imperial edict has arrived! Niu Gaohan, the princess of Fuzhou County in Dongzhou, accepts the edict!"

The leader, the Yantiansi monk, was old and hoarse, but his voice was irresistible and majestic.

Through the majestic Nascent Soul cultivation, these words suddenly swept through the entire Fuzhou City like invisible sound waves, making countless monks and mortals on the streets open their eyes and stop everything they were doing. It was unbelievable. Look in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion.

Only then did all the Natlan people in Fuzhou County remember that although they had defeated the evil cultivators, there was still a heaviest mountain on their heads that had not yet been eradicated.

And this mountain is deeply ingrained in almost every Natlan person, like a brand in the soul.

"The emperor's edict is to carry out the destiny...huh?"

In the meeting hall of the city lord's palace, the leader, Mr. Yantian Sige, shouted these words, but he suddenly stopped because he felt something was wrong.

Because the princess in front of him did not make anyone kneel down in fear when he read out the imperial edict countless times, so when he took out the imperial edict, he instinctively got used to everyone in front of him kneeling down.

Several other Fuzhou County officials did the same, standing straight and looking at them in silence.

From their eyes, Mr. Yantian Sige suddenly found that he could read indifference, hostility and resignation, as if he were a soldier who had experienced the test of a Jedi battlefield.

But beyond these emotions, there is more pity for the ignorant.