I, the God of Chaos, preach to the heavens

Looking at the familiar villages and towns in Dapan County, Zhao Luo felt a sense of intimacy in his heart:

"I, Zhao Luo, have been dead for ten years. Dapan Town is still so peaceful ten years later. Presumably my good son should also be diligent in doing business and live a peaceful and peaceful life."

The voice fell, but Zhao Luo heard the sound of a big drum coming from the depths of the village in Dapan Town.

"There is a rally in Dapan Village today? Then I should go and see, or I can find my good son from it."

After Zhao Luo murmured, he turned into a cloudy wind and blew into the depths of Dapan Village, where he saw thousands of young men holding wooden knives and sticks for training.

In the mouths of the young and strong people, they were still shouting: "Kuangfu the court of Dayue, kill the empress of the Yin world."

Hearing these words, Yin soldier Zhao Luo's face darkened.

For him, Empress Nie Xiaoqian is an existence second only to the great Chaos God, and she is someone he respects very much!
However, in the village where he used to live, there were people gathering people to rebel against the Empress of the Underworld, which caused a lot of anger in his heart.

He stood up and manifested his real body, and yelled at the more than 1000 young and strong people on the training ground: "Tell me, which bastard is gathering troops to rebel against the Empress?"

"it's me!"

In the training ground, a middle-aged man with a beard stood up with a determined face. He held up a spear and said to Zhao Luoyi: "It is everyone's responsibility to help the Han Dynasty and kill the traitors!"

Looking at the bearded middle-aged face, Zhao Luo's pupils constricted.

Even though ten years had passed, he could still recognize that the guy who said he wanted to rebel against the Empress just now was his son Zhao Pan.

"Can you say that again!"

Zhao Luo roared angrily at his son.

"Why don't you dare? Killing traitors is everyone's responsibility! I, Zhao Pan, want to gather troops in Dapan County to help..."

Before Zhao Pan could finish his words, he was punched several meters in the face by the angry Zhao Pan.

"Fucking your mother, you still told me that I want to rebel against the Empress. Didn't I say before I died that I would let you live in peace?"

Zhao Luo roared.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Open your dog eyes and see who I am!"

Zhao Pan looked carefully at Zhao Luo's face, and found that the person in front of him was exactly the same as his dead father, and couldn't help blurting out: "Father, aren't you dead?!"

"I'm dead, but I was lucky enough to be the Empress' Yin soldier. The Empress asked me to go back to my hometown to visit my descendants, but I never thought that my descendants would rebel against the Empress!"

When Zhao Luo said this, he used his mana to turn the weapon in his hand into a whip, and lashed at Zhao Pan's body fiercely.

"Ah ah ah ah ah……"

Zhao Pan only felt the burning pain in his buttocks, and he kept rolling and screaming on the ground in pain.

"Tell me, what kind of medicine did you take to think of rebelling? The last lesson before I died was to let you take care of your family."

After Zhao Luo finished speaking, he whipped again.

Zhao Pan rolled even more violently, screaming again and again, begging his father not to hit him.

Qing Zhuang from Dapan Town, who was training on the side, also recognized Zhao Luo at this time, and knew that he was Zhao Pan's father.

In this way, they have no way to intervene in this struggle of fatherly kindness and filial piety.

"Clap clap clap..."

Zhao Luo whipped more than a dozen whips in a row, and after beating Zhao Pan half to death, he turned his head and looked at the young men around him and said seriously: "Don't look at them, they're all gone, and the rebellious foolishness ends here."

"Father, the cause of rebellion really cannot stop!"

Zhao Pan, who was covered in wounds on the ground, quickly reached out to stop him.

"You bastard, still say, still say..."

Perplexed, Zhao Luo whipped Zhao Pan several times.

“啊啊啊啊……可…家里的钱都已经花在这造反大业上了，你看看青壮们身上穿着的甲，兵器都是我用家里的钱买来的。”

Zhao Pan screamed and told about the fact that he spent most of his wealth to recruit soldiers.

"Prodigal son, prodigal son, prodigal son..."

Zhao Luo, who was even more angry, lashed out and whipped a dozen more times.

The sound of crackling whips resounded!

Seeing this, the young and strong people around realized that the cause of rebellion could not go on, so they all dispersed.

And after they dispersed, they also saw their parents who had been dead for more than ten years at home, and excitedly told about the failure of the rebellion just now.

The relatives who came back from the underworld heard these words, picked up the whip kindly, and whipped it on the buttocks of the descendants.

clap clap clap...

On this day, the town of Dapan resounded with the sound of whips.

The next day, a central official arrived in Dapan Town with an imperial edict, inviting the townspeople to believe in the Chaos God.

Central officials originally thought that this outrageous edict would definitely be resisted by local clan forces.

However, after arriving in Dapan Town, he discovered that the residents of this town did not resist the imperial decree at all. On the contrary, they scrambled to study the missionary edict in the edict.

Of course, the only thing that puzzled the central officials was how these residents of Dapan Town walked with their buttocks up.

In the shadows, the Yin soldiers of the clans in Dapan Town couldn't help showing bursts of smiles as they watched the relatives of their descendants scrambling to read the imperial edict.

……

Things like Dapan Town are happening everywhere!
The momentum of countless rebellions, just started, was crushed by the parents who returned from the underworld!

Countless elders of the clan who refused to believe in the gods of chaos were severely taught by their ancestors who returned from the underworld.

The orthodox propaganda agency of the imperial court, the orthodox imperial edict.

And the iron fist of parents and ancestors' love in Return of the Underworld.

One positive and one strange, the two propaganda methods go hand in hand, making the belief of the Chaos God deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

In less than half a month, the beliefs of more than one billion people in Yangjian belong to the Chaos Gods.

This kind of belief propaganda offensive has made many Yangjian people who have been to the chaotic spiritual space truly realize the horror of the Yinshi empress.

Everyone in the live broadcast room of the chat group, after watching Nie Xiaoqian's Raiders of Yangjian in the past half a month, also sent bullet screens to praise Nie Xiaoqian.

Mechanical Heavenly King: "The orthodox imperial court in the yang world promotes the gods, coupled with the testimony of the ancestors in the underworld, this kind of pincer propaganda is too aggressive!"

Parchment: "One yin and one yang, achieve the supreme of the two worlds, use the resources of the supreme of the two worlds to preach the name of the gods, the effect of this preaching is simply explosive!"

Wandering Blue Star: "Xiao Poqiu has taken it, and I will deduct 6666666 for Empress Xiaoqian"

Demon Queen: "However, this only works in the world of A Chinese Ghost Story. After all, such things as reincarnation are currently only available in the world of A Chinese Ghost Story!"

Qin Wangzheng: "Yes, Empress Nie Xiaoqian's two-world propaganda offensive is the same as the wandering blue star planet's method of promoting gods to blue star humans as the mother planet, and the mechanical skynet's means of propagating gods in the virtual world destiny script. God is the only one!"