Chapter 91: If you have any ideas, speak up
. The first seat in the hall of the Mechanical City.
Xiang Shaoyun sat high above it.
Below him were the warriors and generals under his command, each wearing armor dripping with rain, revealing a look of excitement.
The Mohist Mechanical City is known as the most difficult city to conquer in the world, but it was still conquered by the Xiliang Cavalry.
Every Xiliang warrior is filled with a sense of accomplishment.
They looked fanatically at the Overlord sitting in the first seat, who was their spiritual pillar.
Xiang Shaoyun was reading the letter that came to him.
This is the news from the Imperial Capital.
After reading it, Xiang Shaoyun crumpled the letter into a ball.
"Yuwen Xiu is still too young... Mo Beike is indeed a sinister person."
Xiang Shaoyun leaned back on the broad chair that symbolized the position of the leader of the Mohist school.
"Jiang Li is indeed a great general. With him around, even if we occupy the original Chicheng, it will be wishful thinking for the Beijun army to march straight in."
"Therefore, since Mo Beike's hard tactics didn't work, he tried soft tactics... The government of the Great Zhou Dynasty had long been rotten. Except for the Imperial Master Kong Xiu, all other ministers were just a bunch of people seeking fame and reputation."
"Mo Beike grasped this point and wanted to use a soft knife to cut Jiang Li's tough bone."
Xiang Shaoyun said slowly.
Below, the generals of Xiliang were listening attentively.
They knew that Overlord was going to deploy the next step.
The Overlord's goal is not just a Mohist mechanical city, but the entire world.
Overlord was silent for a long time, tapping his fingers on the gauntlet.
Once Mo Beike left, he lacked a counselor, but he, Xiang Shaoyun, could do just as well without a counselor.
With his combat power as a cultivator, plus the fearless warriors of Xiliang...
You will definitely be the final winner.
In the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy or trick will be in vain.
Xiang Shaoyun experienced this deeply during the siege at Wolong Ridge.
If he had strength comparable to that of an immortal, then the whole world... would be under his control with just a flip of his hand.
Xiang Shaoyun stood up, put his hands behind his back, and walked slowly with his burly body. The surging energy and blood released made many generals feel depressed and breathless.
"Raise the army and march straight into the Imperial Capital."
Xiang Shaoyun looked at the cliff outside the door with a sharp gaze and spoke in a voice like thunder.
The eyes of the warriors and generals under his command were all filled with enthusiasm.
The roar exploded.
…
Former Akagi.
Great Zhou military camp.
Inside the military tent.
Jiang Li, wearing silver armor, looked at the emperor's edict in his hand, his expression did not change at all.
The imperial envoy knelt on the ground, not daring to move.
After a long time.
Jiang Li let out a long sigh.
He put away the imperial edict and turned to look at the messenger: "Go back and report to His Majesty... The general is away from home and cannot obey His Majesty's orders."
The messenger shuddered.
Jiang Li is planning to... disobey the order! "If I enter the capital, the elite troops of the Great Zhou will be leaderless... The army of Beijun will not miss this opportunity, and the defeat will be overwhelming."
Jiang Li Road.
The messenger knelt on the ground, "Your Majesty actually understands this truth and does not want to summon the general to the capital, but... all the ministers impeached the general, and all the officials knelt and wept blood. Your Majesty is under great pressure."
"Moreover, the officials reported that the Northern Army only left 1,000 soldiers to guard Yuanchi, and the rest of the troops retreated 30 miles from Yuanchi City... This was due to the power of the Great Zhou. The war is no longer a concern, so please ask the general to enter the capital as soon as possible."
The envoy clasped his fists and said.
Jiang Li sat on the chair in the military tent with a cold expression.
Even he couldn't help but clench his fists.
Corrupt officials, ill-intentioned families, and the Mohist hand pushing them from behind.
The capital... the situation is changing rapidly.
If he really abandoned the front line and returned to the capital, the Northern County army would rush to attack him the next day.
Jiang Li closed his eyes, and after a long time, slowly opened them.
In the end, he disobeyed the order.
The envoy from the imperial capital rode a fast horse back to the imperial city and delivered the news.
In an instant, the entire imperial city was in an uproar.
Impeachment memorials poured into the Purple Gold Palace like raindrops in a rainstorm.
The old eunuch could only hear the heavy breathing sounds in the Purple Gold Palace.
It seemed as if a rainstorm was brewing.
Yuwen Xiu went to the library again, but was stopped by Mo Tianyu again.
"Your Majesty, the Master is not seeing anyone."
Mo Tianyu smiled.
"Except Young Master Lu of Beiluo..." After thinking for a moment, he added.
"Why?!"
"I am very confused now and need my teacher's guidance." Yu Wenxiu stared at Mo Tianyu, his eyes seemed to be bloodshot.
He once suspected whether Jiang Li was the murderer of his father. As the rumor spread, the seeds buried deep in Yuwen Xiu's heart sprouted.
He had asked the Imperial Master this question before, but... now, rumors were spreading that even the Imperial Master was involved in this matter, so Yu Wenxiu was confused...
Mo Tianyu shook his head.
"The Master does not see anyone."
"How about... I tell your majesty's fortune? My fortune telling... is still very accurate."
Mo Tianyu said.
Yu Wenxiu was filled with disappointment when he heard this. He looked at the study and could vaguely see a figure sitting in a rocking chair, swaying in front of the second-floor window.
As for asking Mo Tianyu to tell my fortune...
Yuwen Xiu turned his head and left without hesitation.
Mo Tianyu: “…”
It hurts, Your Majesty.
Yuwen Xiu returned to the Zijin Palace and did not see anyone.
His heart was in a state of conflict, a struggle between heaven and man...
The Beijun army retreated to Yuanchi, and Yuwen Xiu knew clearly that there must be a trick.
"Your Majesty, all the officials kneel down outside the Purple Gold Palace... We beg Your Majesty to punish General Jiang Li for disobeying your order."
"Your Majesty, there are people in the imperial city marching in the streets, demanding justice for the late emperor..."
"Your Majesty, there are rumors that Your Majesty has become a puppet of the regicide, and the Great Zhou is no longer the Great Zhou..."
…
One piece of information after another reached Yuwen Xiu's ears.
Yuwen Xiu's face was almost distorted. He took off his crown, his hair was disheveled, and he looked like a madman.
On the desk, nine imperial edicts had already been written, and the ink had not yet dried.
He was hesitating whether to issue the edict.
Yuwen Xiu was not stupid. He knew very well what these nine imperial edicts would mean to the entire Great Zhou once they were issued.
He was struggling inside.
suddenly.
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Yu Wenxiu, with disheveled hair, recalled what Mo Tianyu said in front of the study.
"Your Majesty, the Master is not seeing anyone."
"Except Young Master Beiluo Lu."
In the pitch-black purple gold palace, Yuwen Xiu's eyes gradually began to flicker with a gleam of light.
“Is this the teacher’s instruction?”
"Beiluolu is safe..."
Yu Wenxiu's breathing became rapid.
"Someone, come! Prepare for... Beiluo City!"
Outside the Purple Gold Palace.
The old eunuch was stunned when he heard Yuwen Xiu's excited words.
Then he seemed to remember something and his body trembled involuntarily, but he suppressed the fear in his heart and bowed.
“Yes.”
…
Beiluo, an island in the middle of the lake.
When Lu Mu faced the island, he suddenly felt his whole body tremble and had a bad premonition.
He swallowed. The island in the middle of the lake had changed dramatically. The air became fresher, as if just taking a breath could elevate one's soul.
The strange chrysanthemums growing on the island are becoming more and more lush.
In the distance, a light blue air current was wrapped around the little girl Ni Yu. In front of her was a black pot floating, and there was a faint sense of horrible boiling brewing in the pot.
On the other side, Nie Zhangqing controlled the butcher knife from a distance, splitting the lake water and leaving a white snake mark in the water that would take a long time to heal.
Yi Yue practiced martial arts, and with the whip method modified by Lu Fan, it was difficult to catch her trace. When she whipped, it seemed as if the air was shattered.
Ning Zhao was extremely beautiful, standing on the lake in a fluttering white dress.
It looks relatively normal...bullshit.
Ning Zhao opened his eyes and the surface of the lake was suddenly depressed into a bowl shape by the terrible pressure.
Lu Mu shuddered physically and mentally, these practitioners... are so scary.
Now he only wanted to take the agreed immortal fate with Young Master Lu and leave this terrible island immediately.
The second floor of Baiyujing Pavilion.
Lu Fan leaned against the railing and listened to the wind, wearing a white robe and waving at Lu Mu with a smile on his face.
When Lu Mu saw the couplet in front of the pavilion door, the terrifying pressure made him dare not look directly at it. He lowered his head and went to the second floor of the pavilion.
Finally, he met the gentle and elegant young master Lu.
The tense mood inexplicably calmed down.
Lu Fan looked at Lu Mudui with a smile, and with a wave of his hand, the wine glass filled with green plum wine floated up and hung in front of Lu Mudui.
"The matter at Wolong Ridge was handled well."
Lu Fan laughed.
"Thank you for the compliment, Young Master Lu. I came here today... because of the promise you made to me."
Lu Mu said seriously.
"This young master keeps his word. I promised you a chance to be immortal, so I will not break my promise."
Lu Fan smiled and waved his hand gently, and suddenly a ray of spiritual energy flowed into Lu Mudui's body.
Lu Mu's whole body trembled, his hair and beard stood up, spiritual energy surged in his Qi Dan, and he looked more elegant and ethereal.
“This is… spiritual energy!”
Lu Mu's beard was trembling with excitement.
"Old Lu, sit down."
Lu Fan leaned against the wheelchair, his hair flying in the wind. He supported his chin with one hand and rested the other hand on the thin wool blanket covering his knees.
"Let's discuss something else."
Lu Fan said.
Lu Mu's excited heart suddenly froze.
"Master Lu...what's the matter?"
Lu Fan smiled warmly, took a sip of warm plum wine, and chuckled.
"It's not a big deal. You should know that the opening of the Wolongling Immortal Palace heralds the arrival of the era of cultivators. In today's world, no one knows anything about the cultivation system, cultivation methods, and cultivation secrets of cultivators... and my Baiyujing, as the first cultivator force, shoulders the responsibility of spreading the knowledge of cultivation to the world."
“Therefore, a sound intelligence system is needed.”
"But I am afraid of trouble, so... I want to discuss with you about incorporating the Tianji family into my Baiyujing."
Lu Fan took a sip of the warm wine and said lightly.
"It's okay. I have a good temper. If you have any ideas, just speak up."
Lu Fan said.
"If you don't have any ideas, go back and tell the disciples of the Tianji family, and let them go to the island in the middle of the lake to discuss in detail."
Lu Mu felt cold both physically and mentally. Although Lu Fan in front of him was smiling like a flower, there was a terrifying pressure in his heart that gripped his heart.
Young Master Lu, you have a good temper? I don't believe you!
Lu Mu left the Baiyujing Pavilion in a trance.
He boarded the lonely boat, picked up the oar and rowed out.
I swung a long way before I came to my senses...
Lu Mudui did not feel the joy of immortal fate at all.
With a plop, he knelt down on the lonely boat.
Obviously, I came to Beiluo City to seek immortal fate...
Why, in the blink of an eye...he sold the "Tianji Family"?
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