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The Yangtze River Ferry.

Pedestrians avoided to the side of the road one after another, watching the front, talking a lot.

And in the middle of the road, there is a large group of people, about five or six hundred people, all of them are soldiers who are strong and sharp.

"Where's the boat? Hurry up and call for speed, the Supreme Emperor will be here soon."

"It's been a hard journey, but now I finally see the light. As long as you cross the river, you can live a good life. As the saying goes, if the lake is familiar, the world is full, and at least you won't have to worry about food and drink in the future."

The cavalrymen were conversing while conscripting ships. At present, more than ten large building ships have been detained, but this group of people still felt that it was not enough.

Obviously, they are only the pawns who are responsible for opening the way, and there are still large troops behind that have not arrived.

In addition, being so arrogant, combined with what they said, passersby quickly guessed the answer, and they couldn't help showing playful smiles on their faces.

In fact, compared to the Ming Dynasty that ruled this land for more than 300 years, the big guy actually has a more sense of identity with the newly established new dynasty.

In any case, the latter can give people hope.

Let's not talk about it far away, the Ming Dynasty government did not do much to suppress bandits, let alone eradicate evil demons.

Many people would rather abandon their homes and risk their lives to hide in the mountains and forests, rather than being under the rule of the government.

Because of this, the new dynasty, which has the ability to eliminate demons and defend the way, has attracted countless people's support as soon as it appeared, hoping that the new king, blessed with various mysterious auras, can make a difference—

According to rumors, the emperor of the new dynasty was reincarnated as an immortal, and the pattern should be very large, and he would not surrender his identity and oppress the people.

This is the truest thought in the hearts of most people. Although it is not as faithful and devout as the people of Jinling, it is gratifying enough and it is a good start.

at the same time.

Ten miles away, carriages, guarded by guards on all sides, rumbled.

Frankly speaking, the style of the evil Dharma Master Pudu Cihang when he traveled was not so exaggerated.

These vehicles are extraordinarily large, large enough to accommodate dozens of people, and not too crowded.

In addition, carved windows and wooden doors are all available. It is more appropriate to call it a moving palace rather than a carriage.

"Your Majesty...don't...don't..."

"It's not dark yet."

The sound of anger sounded from time to time.

At this moment, the faint-hearted old emperor lying inside does not yet know that he has become the king of a subjugated country.

And although the soldiers accompanying him had heard of it, they were unwilling to believe—

Because all the civil and military officials had become virtual shells, the emperor had no one to use, so he wanted to seal the officials. There are hundreds of households, thousands of households, and now there are many generals in the guard team of more than 1,000 people.

"Your Majesty is really old and strong."

"People are itching to hear it. When we arrive in Jinling, we will buy a hundred concubines and give birth to a group of sons, haha!"

"What kind of concubine are you taking... I go to the Jiaofang Division near the Qinhuai River to play. I don't need to pay, and I don't bring duplicate samples every day. They are all the ladies of the official family."

In the middle of the line, the carriage shook violently.

Hearing the scratching voices coming from inside, the guards also moved their minds and began to imagine all kinds of beautiful activities tonight.

According to the current speed, they will arrive at Jinling City in the evening at the latest. At that time, the Emperor Taishang will fulfill his promise and distribute official uniforms, land, and money to the big guy.

Thanks to these thoughts, they persisted all the way.

Of course, there was no danger on the road, no monsters, monsters, and none of them. Those stupid thieves who blocked the road and robbed only dared to watch from a distance, and didn't have the guts to approach.

It is worth mentioning that the soldiers did not think that the Emperor Taishang was painting a big cake. Jinling, as the place where the Ming Dynasty flourished, had a large amount of gold, silver, and food reserves.

When Emperor Yongle moved north, he not only left many honorable ministers to guard here, but also stated that if later emperors could not keep the north, the court would move south and continue the Ming Dynasty here.

so…

Once the Supreme Emperor is successfully escorted back to Jinling, the promise will be fulfilled!

"It's ridiculous to live in the fantasy of oneself, dare not, let alone come out."

Inside the Palace of the City God.

An old man looked at the Xuanguang mirror hanging above his head and sneered.

If an older good man and woman saw him, they would definitely break his identity:

The old temple congratulations.

A few days ago, his family held a funeral, and the spirit shed has not been evacuated yet. The blame is that the children and grandchildren are not very sad. They told their relatives and friends that the death of the old man is a happy mourning.

Everyone thought that it meant that the old temple wished to live a long time, and had already looked down on life and death.

But the truth is that he was conferred a **** after his death and became the chief officer of the Prison Department under King Ling, and his grade was not low, ranking fourth.

In the first place, the Spirit King wearing a black dragon robe is also paying attention to the Xuanguang Mirror. Through this mirror, he can monitor everything in a thousand miles.

"It's really a strange thing that these guys can come here smoothly without being able to protect their bodies, and without cultivators to follow."

Lao Miaozhu looked at the wrinkled old emperor in the picture, and the coquettish-looking numerous concubines and concubines who were screaming, and he felt disgusted in his heart, and said:

"Why didn't you tell the jackals, tigers and leopards to eat them all..."

"Save the trouble."

Amidst the complaints, the King Ling replied, "Purdu Cihang is a giant of the monster clan that has attracted worldwide attention. Once it dies, it will naturally deter other big monsters and hide in the remote areas of the poor mountains."

"And once the big demon is gone, as long as the remaining two or three kittens are not stupid, they will act as low-key demons."

Next to him, General Tauren added.

"Regardless of this matter, let this deity handle it."

The Spirit King avatar waved his sleeves, dissipating the manifestation in the mysterious mirror, and said with a smile, "If the old emperor had some vision and didn't do anything stupid, he would have ended up pretty well."

the other side.

Lu Li, who had just finished talking to his father, was stunned for a moment, then he came back to his senses, and said with a strange expression:

"I didn't expect him to be alive..."

"The old man's life is really big. It is estimated that Pudu Cihang is ready to devour Fu Tianqiu's flesh and blood, and it is almost complete. Then he will eat the emperor to save the calamity."

Saying that, he turned his eyes to the desk.

These are the memorials specially copied by Baiguan. Dad just sent someone to send them over, indicating that he is fine and can take a look. If there is any objection, he will directly inform Yousi to deal with it according to his wishes.

But Lu Li just wanted to be a hands-off shopkeeper.

In addition, he has already made up his mind about how to deal with the old emperor.

It's not how to change the seal of the other party.

Every time the dynasty is changed, the previous generation of fallen monarchs will get a new title:

The Emperor of Shu, Liu Shan, was named Duke of Anle.

Sun Hao, Emperor of Wu, was named Marquis of Guiming.

Li Yu, the ruler of the Southern Tang Dynasty, was named Marquis of Disobedience.

Chen Shubao, the empress of Chen, was conferred the title of Duke of the Great Wall.

…

According to convention, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty will also get a title, but Lu Li doesn't care about this, because he has already handed over all the power to his father, and no longer asks the world.

[The wind and rain are raging, and the thunder and lightning are heavy, preventing him from crossing the river. After three days, he will be dispatched separately]

I saw Lu Li pick up the pen and write down twenty short words on a piece of white paper. Then, with a wave of his hand, the white paper turned into a streamer and flew to the Yangtze River.

…

The bottom of the river, the mysterious water house.

A dragon turtle with a huge body, like a hill, was lying dormant in the hall, snoring like thunder, setting off bursts of sound waves.

You are a dragon god, and it behaves very simply. It neither imitates the shrimp, soldiers, or crabs, nor gathers the nearby aquariums. It guards the water house alone, and either sleeps or goes for food all day long.

For the dragon turtle, this is a kind of practice, but also a kind of enjoyment.

According to the current speed, in another two or three thousand years, he will be able to remove the turtle shell and become a real dragon.

Why do you have to be busy and look for something when you have nothing to do?

However, the peace was broken in the next moment.

A cloud of spiritual light suddenly descended from the sky, ignoring the turbulent dark tide, ignoring the protective shield around the palace, and hit the dragon turtle straight.

[The wind and rain are raging, and the thunder and lightning are heavy, preventing him from crossing the river. After three days, he will be dispatched separately]

Feeling the information contained in the aura, Long Turtle's sleepy eyes, which were originally a little dazed, immediately widened, and he looked up at Jiang'an.

The dark undercurrent could not stop the Dragon God from investigating, after all, it is the nominal owner of the entire Yangtze River.

"The saint is coming, why don't you kneel?"

"Kneel down quickly, otherwise, you will be brought to justice on the spot!"

Under the coercion, the pedestrians reluctantly knelt on the ground, cursing in their hearts:

They have already changed their dynasties, why are they still pretending to be emperors?

Why didn't Xinchao arrest Lord Shun? Dipping pig cages and beheadings in the vegetable market are shown to the public!

In this situation, no matter how stupid the dragon turtle was, he knew what was going on.

It didn't dare to waste time, and directly raised its head and roared:

"wind!"

"rain!"

"thunder!"

"Electricity!"

It seems to have Tianxian in his mouth.

With the help of several coquettish concubines, the Emperor Taishang had just stepped out of the car and was about to inspect his territory when he felt a gust of wind blowing.

"What's the matter? My bra..."

"Hey, this thunder is so scary."

"Your Majesty, let's get into the car quickly."

In the sound of tender voices, the self-proclaimed emperor Taishanghuang fled into the carriage, leaving only hundreds of soldiers left in a daze, looking left and right, at a loss.

Just now, the sky was clear and the air was clear, and the wind was gentle, but in the blink of an eye, the vicinity of the Yangtze River became a world-destroying scene.

"A group of frogs at the bottom of the well, the Ming Dynasty is dead."

"Bah! God can't stand it anymore, you deserve a thunderbolt to kill you! Especially that drowsy lord, who has governed the country like this, it's cheap for him to die with five thunders."

Torrential rain poured down.

In an instant, everything that came into view was a vast expanse of white.

Not only that, the thunder was loud above the head, and the lightning was like a swimming fish, constantly swimming on the sky, extremely dense, as if it would fall in the next moment, engulfing both sides of the Yangtze River.

For those who are evil, the sky is struck by thunder, and they cannot die easily.

This is a simple consensus that has been widely circulated among the people since ancient times.

Now, Da Mingzi, the ruler of the subjugated state in the eyes of the people of Nanzhili, came out of the carriage with his front feet, and he carried his concubines and concubines in a pretentious manner.

Doesn't that mean anything?

So, taking advantage of the turmoil, the people stood up one after another, venting their dissatisfaction with hoarse voices.

The dark world that lasted for nearly 20 years is really enough, and now, the culprit who caused everything is close at hand, why dare not scold.

"Hun-kun, you believe in evildoers, and you set up a thousand-year-old centipede spirit as a national teacher, drive out the Taoist sect, and govern the world like this. Why do you live in the world with a face?"

"When you go to the Underworld, the ancestors of your Zhu family will definitely…"

Da da da.

The sound of hooves sounded.

A soldier rushed over.

As a guerrilla general conferred by the Emperor Taishang himself, he does not allow anyone to spread rumors.

What change of dynasty? Nonsense!

This world is still the world of Ming Dynasty.

Otherwise, what are you?

With this kind of thought in mind, "General" Xunsheng came to a small and half-old boy. He hardly hesitated.

Boom!

The sound of thunderstorms was exceptionally clear, and the heavens and the earth froze.

clang...

First there was the sound of metal falling to the ground, and then there was another muffled sound.

The burnt smell wafts out.

People and horses die.

Not far away, the half-sized guy who was supposed to be hacked to death was in a trance for a while, and then, his thin body burst out with amazing power, roaring:

"Look! This is retribution!"

"You are walking against the sky, a group of chaotic officials and thieves, God can't stand it anymore."

Immediately afterwards, wild laughter broke out in the rain.

The soldiers turned pale.

Maybe it was the sudden rainstorm that brought about hypothermia, maybe it was inner panic, or both.

However, they looked at each other for a while.

Out of reconciliation, several more ferocious-looking guards began to defy the "mandate of heaven".

But as soon as they pulled out their knives, lightning immediately descended to achieve precise strikes.

Looking at such a sinister scene, the remaining soldiers finally accepted their fate and stood in the torrential rain waiting for the imperial order of the Emperor Taishang.

The yin wind is roaring, and the turbid waves are emptied.

The sun and stars are hidden, and the mountains are hidden.

At this point, going to Jinling has become an unattainable and difficult thing to do.

"You bastard, what are you talking about? I am the Son of Heaven, how could I be angry!"

"Get out, the rain will stop in a short time, and when you get back to Jinling, what do you want? Gold and silver treasures, mansions, women, titles..."

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Several soldiers came out in embarrassment.

In the end, the two emotions of fear and unwillingness were intertwined, and the soldiers of the Imperial Guard decided to stay and have a look for the time being, and by the way to inquire about the various deeds of the new dynasty.

Two hundred miles away.

The sky is clear.

In the solemn imperial city, Lu Li no longer pays attention to what happened on the north bank of the Yangtze River.

If after three days, the Lord of Shun expressed his repentance, confessed his fate, and issued an edict of guilt and abdication, he would naturally ask the dragon tortoise to release him, so that the fallen man could live the rest of his life in peace.

"At that time, what kind of title my father will give this guy is worth looking forward to."

"I think it's pretty good to be a rebel."

While murmuring to himself, Lu Li came to this open space. There were no guards around, and there were no two great protectors, such as black mane horses and bull demons.

There was only one cauldron in front of him.

This is an old antique with a history of nearly 300 years. It was jointly cast by Qin Tianjian, the Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of Industry, and the Tianshifu. It is engraved with words, praying for the prosperity of the Ming Dynasty.

Because it has been nurtured by Wang Qi and Human Dao Qi for a long time, it gradually broke away from the mortal fetus and became extraordinary.

Unfortunately, as the Ming Dynasty became the past tense, this cauldron's rank dropped rapidly, and now it can only be used by Lu Li as a furnace for refining.

In the beginning, I used some common materials to try my hands, and after I got used to it, I went to the divine materials in the treasure house of the Dragon Palace, which not only cultivated sentiment, relaxed my body and mind, but also increased my own heritage.

Best of both worlds.

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