Chapter 711 Who Dares to Pretend to Be Fate, Who Dares to Entangle Again
"You once swore to me that your long-cherished wish in life is to unify the chaos of the order, abolish the distinction between the three religions and the nine streams, so that there will no longer be any order in the world. Rewrite the destiny of the people in the world. From now on, the destiny of the heaven and the earth is controlled, and the destiny of the human heart is controlled!"
"You said that when Yizong created the Sequence to save all people from life and death, then I must use a righteousness that is unreachable by ordinary people and a public heart to serve the country, the people and the world to completely end the chaos caused by the Sequence and return the favor to the people of the world. A fair and just one. In this way, we can stand alongside Emperor Yizong in history and last forever!"
Fires all over the city turned the night into sunset, and the thousand-year-old capital still echoed with shouts of killing one after another.
"When you said these words, I really believed you and thought that you sincerely wanted to help me become a wise king. But everything you did after that told me that you wanted to You are clearly taking the opposite path, and everything you said is just a lie!"
Zhu Yiyan stared intently at the figure that was almost integrated with the dead tree, his face full of hatred.
"I treat you as a mentor, but you regard me as a stupid and ignorant disciple. I treat you as a national scholar, but you regard me as a faint king who cannot shoulder the heavy responsibility. You have ignored the kindness of master and disciple and betrayed the righteousness of the monarch and his ministers. Zhang Fengyue, tell me, I made a mistake in saying one word, so what else do I understand?”
Angry voices howled, the dead trees were frightened, and their branches and leaves swayed.
"Then why do you think I deceived you?"
After a long time, Zhang Fengyue's voice slowly sounded.
"Because in your eyes, I am just a tool, a tool that can help you completely subvert the Ming Dynasty!"
Zhu Yiyan said without hesitation: "From the very beginning, you have known that severing the sequence is impossible to achieve. Whether it is the Three Religions or the Nine Streams, the sequence is the strongest manifestation of people's desires. The more you suppress the sequence, the more you suppress it. It will arouse the pursuit and desire of the people in the world. From the day the Sequelor appears, it will never be possible to kill him."
"And you don't dare to sever the order, because you understand the advantages and power of the vertical and horizontal order in the 'position industry', and you are afraid that one day I will be out of your control, making all your ambitions come to nothing."
Zhu Yiyan sarcastically said: "But you need me very much. You need Chunqiuhui, Honghu, and Liutao to help you achieve your goals. So you have worked hard and pushed me step by step in the direction you expected."
Zhu Yiyan's words suddenly paused, and a sneer slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Even now, you are still plotting against me!"
The person under the tree did not respond, as if he had understood all the secrets in his heart. He was unable to refute and could only respond in silence.
Seeing this scene, the little emperor's inner excitement became more and more intense, and even the ten fingers hidden in his sleeves were trembling slightly.
The sound of breaking the order echoed in his ears continuously, and the rapidly increasing vertical and horizontal power made him feel as if he had the entire Nanzhili in his hands. It only took one thought to become his own "position", and he could use the most determined mind. His rebellion turned him into a lackey under his command.
Connect horizontally and vertically to build your career, and you will be invincible regardless of the general trend.
Looking at the haggard old man in the chair, Zhu Yiyan felt that the shadow that had enveloped him for many years had finally dissipated.
He is no longer the young master of the empire who fears all day long, but the real Emperor Jiaqi!
"This siege of Jinling is also a good show planned by you. Zhang Fengyue, you have worked really hard for those ants."
Zhu Yiyan sighed with emotion: "It's a pity that even if you pay your life for this, I am still the only one in this empire who can truly understand you. Your reputation has nothing to do with you in the end."
"Do you really understand?"
The inquiry was exactly the same as before, in the same calm and indifferent tone.
But there was no more excitement in Zhu Yiyan's heart, and there was even a trace of pity in his eyes.
"You don't believe in me, you don't believe in Li Jun, and it's even less likely that you believe in Zhan Shun. What you want to believe in is only two words, checks and balances!"
Zhu Yiyan looked up at the night sky. The smell of blood blown by the cold wind was still strong, but it did not prevent him from feeling particularly refreshed at this moment.
"You have demolished the threshold for entry into the order and lowered the difficulty of breaking the order, but it will still take a long time to achieve everyone's entry into the order. And time is what you lack most now. You can't wait for that day. ”
"So you need a check and balance situation to ensure that after your death, all the layout you left behind can still continue to move forward on the path you designed."
Zhu Yiyan looked confident and said firmly: "Zhan Shun is the embodiment of Huang Liang's will. The evil desires bred in countless dreams have made it paranoid, crazy, and greedy. You know that sooner or later it will not be satisfied with existing only in falsehood, and will eventually become paranoid, crazy, and greedy." One day, they will reach out to the world under my rule. Therefore, there will be an inevitable struggle for status and career between Zhan and Shun, and they will become mortal enemies sooner or later."
"Li Jun is the representative of hundreds of millions of ants. Even if he doesn't want to, there are too many people and things in this world that he can't let go of, which have formed shackles to trap him to death. He should have been a ruthless and unjust beast, but now he has become a ruthless beast. A prisoner of evil and love, a man who walks alone can no longer walk alone. He is unwilling, unwilling and resentful, and he is destined not to compromise with either Zhan Shun or me."
"And in order for me to have the power to compete with Zhan Shun and Li Jun, you are willing to sacrifice yourself so that I can reshape the royal family and be promoted to the monarch of the twenty thousand territories of Zonghengxu."
Zhu Yiyan smiled and said: "In this way, Huang Liang's divine power, Li Jun's human rights, and my imperial power can form a tripartite force. This is the check and balance you need after Zhang Fengyue's death! Only in this way, what do you want? Only when everyone takes the lead can this great cause continue.”
Zhang Fengyue's eyes were calm: "Since you think you have understood everything, why do you still come here?"
"It is precisely because I have seen through your conspiracy that I am naturally fearless."
"Do you think you can have the last laugh?"
"Why not?"
Zhu Yiyan said matter-of-factly: "Not only Zhan Shun and Li Jun, but also Zhang Siyuan, Chen Qisheng, Zou Sijiu, Tianque, Chishe, Moyuan, all the people or forces related to you who may become your back-up, today From now on, they will all be the loyal dogs of my Zhu family, and no one will be spared."
"Zhang Fengyue, the checks and balances you want are just wishful thinking. I will never let them happen!"
In the vast sky and earth where the blizzard roared, the pitch-black fanaticism spread for ten miles, like a huge swamp, spewing out endless hatred.
In mid-air, Chen Qisheng shook his shoulders and shattered the thunder and lightning all over his body. His silver armor was clearly covered with scars.
"Longhu Mountain is gone, you Wudang."
Zhang Xiji, who returned to the human world from the underworld, was talking to himself. The frightening black color filled his eyes, and the hostility in his facial features became more intense.
"Why not perish?!"
The murmur suddenly turned into an angry roar. The white hair on the back of Zhang Xiji's head danced, and his spiritual thoughts surged into the sky like a black wave.
In an instant, severe pain filled his mind, and an illusion suddenly appeared in front of Chen Qisheng's eyes.
The silver-covered Liaodong Mountain Plain disappeared, replaced by a majestic mountain peak submerged by dazzling lightning. Burning Taoist temples and collapsed palaces were everywhere, and broken corpses covered the mountain stone steps.
Under the mountain gate archway with the four characters "Daomen Ancestral Court" engraved on it, only Chen Qisheng stood alone.
In front of him, there were new sects of Taoism all over the mountains and plains, roaring and swarming like bloodthirsty demons.
The hell scene, like a fate entangled, appeared in front of him again, constantly impacting Chen Qisheng's mind.
"Chen Qisheng, you are just an ordinary Taoist boy in Longhu Mountain. Your only destiny is to devote yourself to Taoism. How could you become the protagonist of Taoism? Because of all the opportunities you have experienced Coincidences are nothing but fate pre-designed by others.”
"You think you are the junior brother they recognize, but in fact you are just another living tomb they chose, another poor person to avenge them."
"Retribution is destined to be endless. Even if you destroy the dragon and tiger now, the order of the new sect will never be cut off. They will appear in front of you in various appearances. The scene you see now will continue to be played out. , never ending.”
Shi Qing's voice kept chattering in his ears, confusing Chen Qisheng.
"Practice people long to become immortals and ancestors, and they do everything just to pursue the path and live forever. Chen Qisheng, instead of being bound by hatred all his life, why not just let go of all obsessions and become a free Taoist from now on, praying for heaven and immortality?"
"Begging for immortality."
The Taoist finally spoke, his voice calm and without any fluctuation.
"Who is the sky and who gives eternal life?"
Shi Qing said with a smile: "You know it in your heart, why do you ask when you know it?"
Zheng!
The sound of the sword was high-pitched, and a huge Dharma form floated into the air. The huge blue sword in his hand swept across and chopped off thousands of evil ghosts.
"It should be you, the Cangtian of the Zhu family, begging Master Dao that I don't want to live forever. You know it in your heart, so why do you ask even though you know it?!"
boom!
A pillar of lightning struck down with a bang, shattering half of Dharma's body.
High in the sky, Zhang Xiji looked like a madman, the stars behind him were flickering, and thunder fell like rain.
"Chen Qisheng, you killed my dragon and tiger. Today, I want you to pay with your blood!"
The roars of countless new-style dead souls mixed with the sound of thunder, resounding throughout the world.
"Kill all your people, and then kill all your souls. Master Tao, I want to see who dares to pretend to be fate, and who dares to pester you again!"
boom!
The heavy rain overturned, but it could not penetrate the Huangliang dream that enveloped the entire Chengdu Mansion at this moment.
The turbulent night besieged the bright moon, and the mountain giant ape was trapped to death by chains among the rows of tall buildings.
Heads fell into the sewage one by one, and Yaizhan, who was holding a knife, was cut in two.
Fan Wujiu was covered in blood, the curled Xiuchun knife was nailed to the chest of a corpse, the hot muzzle of the gun was staring at the face of a yellow beam ghost, and he fired the last bullet without hesitation.
The roar of the mechanical heart in the chest is no longer loud, and the polished fists reveal the cold light of the mechanical bones.
The never-ending killings have made his mind numb, his mind went blank, and he relied on instinct to keep punching.
Boom!
An extremely dull sound suddenly hit his heart, and Fan Wujiu, who suddenly came back to his senses, subconsciously raised his head and looked up at the sky.
A red figure passed over his head and slammed into the ground in the distance. The surging and spreading impact rolled up countless corpses and obscured his vision.
"How powerful is Huang Liang after 40% of his restraints are released, Zou Sijiu, now you should understand."
Zhan Shun stepped into the void and looked down at Zou Sijiu, who stood up slowly from the deep pit on the ground.
"It seems that it is up to me to say that, Zou Sijiu, will you surrender or not?"
"I was slapped in the face right after I said something cruel, and it was seen by so many people in reality. It's really embarrassing."
Zou Sijiu smiled bitterly and looked down at the armor on his chest. It was smashed by Zhan Shun's punch, and the waves of pain were real.
If it was in the dream, with Zou Sijiu's ability as the third dream master of Yin Yang Sequence, this injury would not be worth mentioning and he would recover in an instant.
But at this moment, Chengdu Mansion is in a strange state where dreams and reality blend together. He can use all kinds of abilities of Yin Yang Sequence here, but he is also bound by the rules of the world.
But if he can't use the dream ability to repair the injury, Yin Yang Sequence's weak physique can't support it for too long.
Unless he can snatch this dream covering Chengdu Mansion from Zhan Shun.
But Zhan Shun's terrifying strength after untying 40% of the restraints far exceeded Zou Sijiu's expectations. Even if he holds 60% of the authority at this moment, he can no longer suppress the other party like he did before, and he is even more powerless to snatch the dream-making power from the other party.
Even the once humble Donghuang Palace masters can now fight with the helpers invited by him with the dream master rule [Gods Break Disaster], and even have the upper hand.
Yuan Mingfei was also tightly restricted by Huang Liang Youhai at this time. Although her life was not in danger, she could not help Zou Sijiu.
"Dreams are boundless. Everything you want can be realized in dreams. Even when Huang Liang completely devours the present world, it is easy to make your words come true. So, Zou Sijiu, this fight between us is actually meaningless."
Zhan Shun was not in a hurry to take action. He looked at Zou Sijiu and said, "The authority in your hands can no longer drive Huang Liang's will. Instead of continuing to resist, it is better to stop. You transfer your authority and help me get rid of the shackles completely. In exchange, I can write the rule oath in Huang Liang's will that I will never hurt you."
"Not hurting does not mean that you will never be enslaved or imprisoned. Zhan Shun, we are all dreamers, so there is no need to play with this trick, right?"
"Without slaves , just need to serve Huang Liang. There is no imprisonment, only some necessary constraints. You have repeatedly disobeyed Huang Liang, and allowing you to live is the greatest reward. "
Zhan Shun's tone was full of unquestionable majesty, "Authority is not your bargaining chip. Kill you, and everything will return to Huang Liang. My tolerance now is just that after mastering the present world, Huang Liang needs a new person to act on his behalf, understand?"
"Since you are so insincere, what else can we talk about?"
Zou Sijiu wiped his temples with both hands, and his long red hair slowly turned black. The armor on his body trembled violently, and the clanging sound was like a human curse, but it still couldn't resist Zou Sijiu's dream power, and turned into a light spot that dissipated in the void.
Black hair slicked back, untied sleeves and rubbed shoulders, Zou Sijiu's fierce arrogance did not fade at all.
"The thing I hate most in my life is walking around at night in fancy clothes. If I can't kill you today and become famous, I might as well die here and part ways with you!"