Human beings are deceitful, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Chapter 373. 372. The Queen Was Here

Great Xia King's Capital.

At this time, the streets are full of people coming and going, and it is very lively, as if it is a festival.

There are also several monks who built several high platforms and looked at each other from a distance, as if they were preparing for some big event.

When did a monk from another city-state see such a scene and ask the people around him, "Brother Daoist, what are they doing?"

The person who was asked was a young monk, and his cultivation base was obviously much weaker than this person, but when he heard this question, he subconsciously showed a trace of contempt.

"This is a great thing that can only happen in the capital of the kingdom. The consul who is elected every five years is about to change, and the high platform is used by candidates to compete."

The out-of-town monks were confused: "Consul? Change?"

These words seemed to be familiar to him, but when they were connected together, they became extremely strange.

The local monks were too lazy to explain too much to the bumpkins from other places, they just said: "This is the preferential treatment only for the children of the capital, and it has nothing to do with you people from outside the city."

The change of the consul may sound like it has nothing to do with the common people, but in the capital, this is not the case. The re-elect of the consul is elected by the common people through voting!
This is naturally also a decree left by the Queen.

Of course, similar to most of the legacy decrees, this system was originally intended to be good, but after losing the strong control of the Queen, its implementation has become another matter.

Every time the king capital changes, various forces will release a lot of supplies in exchange for the votes in the hands of the people.

This kind of behavior would have been somewhat concealed hundreds of years ago, but now it has become an unwritten rule. Whoever gives out more supplies will become the next consul.

As for the capable and talented people among the common people, without the strong accumulation of major forces, even if they have some prestige, it is impossible to climb to a high position, so they are gradually buried.

Many people don't even know the original intention of elections and voting. They just regard it as a holiday and cast their votes in the same process, and they don't even think about participating in the competition.

However, in the eyes of many people, this is still one of the symbols of the superiority of the king's capital over other city-states.

Even if some people don't want to admit it, they all know that this superiority is due to—

The queen has been here!
Suddenly, a small commotion broke out in the crowd, and someone shouted.

"Hurry up, hurry up, Ji's family has started distributing supplies. I heard that there is still high-grade spirit beast meat. If you go too late, it will be gone!"

People were excited and moved closer to a high platform. Although the current Ji family has no descendants of Empress Daxia, it is still a former royal family, with a very deep accumulation and many supporters.

"I choose the Ji family to be the speaker!"

"Here are the votes for you, pick the meat with the highest two taels for me."

The people below were very excited and wanted to exchange some hard-to-find food to subsidize their families.

But the monks on the high platform frowned tightly, looking restless.

One of them said: "Master Ling Yun, why hasn't he come yet? Could it be..."

The Master Ling Yun he was talking about was the monk who was trapped by An Le.

The old man next to him smiled easily: "This is the capital of the king, what can happen?"

"But I heard... the tomb of the first emperor doesn't seem to be very peaceful."

The man shook his head, comforting himself and said, "Maybe I'm just overthinking."

At this time, his eyes fell on a low and simple high platform not far away, where a plainly dressed commoner monk was arousing his spiritual power and speaking to the people around him.

"Fellow daoists, it is now the time when the king's capital is in danger!"

"The army of Shengcang City has swept away many underground city-states, and their next goal is the capital! It's time to give up illusions and get ready to fight!"

Hearing these words, there was a slight uproar all around.

The old man of the Ji family sneered and said, "I don't know what it means to deceive people!"

"Don't pay attention to him, he's just a clown."

Pedestrians on the road were a little surprised at first, but few people believed this kind of statement. The king's capital has not fallen for nearly ten thousand years. Can a holy city be turned upside down?

Soon, the high platform of the commoner monks was empty, in stark contrast to the hustle and bustle of the Ji family's high platform.

His face darkened, but he continued to speak his point of view.

A young man walked up to the high platform and asked curiously, "Big brother, I'll vote for you, do you have supplies?"

The monk shook his head.

Just building this low platform cost all his family resources, so how can there be materials to distribute to others?
The boy sighed in disappointment, turned around and left.

The eyes of the commoner monks became increasingly dim.

At this moment, the rock walls around the capital shook violently. The violent shock caused many people to stand unsteadily and fell to the ground, and some ancient buildings collapsed.

There was a lot of crying and shouting in the city, and the people were extremely panicked.

The commoner monks on the high platform were filled with grief and joy: "It's Shengcang! The people of Shengcang are coming!"

He is happy that his guess has been confirmed, but sadly, it is too late for the people in the city to wake up now!
At the same time, a majestic sound came from outside the capital, and the majestic power seemed to be able to penetrate the body and reach the depths of people's hearts.

"People from Wangdu, I am the envoy of Cangyan God!"

"I only give you three days...surrender, or die!"

As the voice fell, the rock walls in all directions trembled again, and chain-like divine patterns appeared on them, exuding a powerful aura. The divine patterns seemed to form a cage, sealing the entire king in it.

When the shock gradually subsided, all the people in the capital were shocked, and their faces were full of disbelief.

"It's Holy Cang City..."

"But, how is this possible?"

Until now, some people still do not want to believe that Sheng Cang City will launch an attack on the capital.

After the shock, a trace of fear began to flood people's hearts. It's not that they haven't heard of the tragedy of the destruction of other cities, but once they think that such a situation will fall on their own heads, they will naturally feel different.

At this time, monks from various families immediately came forward to maintain order.

"Don't panic! It's just a little trouble."

The old man of the Ji family soared into the sky, exuding the coercion of a Void Refining expert, and shouted: "It's just a mere barrier, watch me break it!"

He urged a shuttle-shaped magic weapon, which bloomed like a lotus flower, and turned into a stream of light blasting towards the divine pattern on the rock wall.

However, the moment the magic weapon touched the divine pattern, a terrifying coercion that could not be resisted was aroused, and the magic weapon shattered immediately.

Immediately afterwards, a ray of divine light shot straight at the old man of the Ji family.

He vomited blood from his mouth, fell down and was seriously injured in one blow.

Everyone turned pale with fright, just the chains of divine patterns set up by Shengcang City, what can the cultivators of Refining Void do?
A few more monks made attempts one after another, but all ended in failure.

The people's eyesight is limited, but they can also see that this is by no means a small trouble, but a crisis of the destruction of the entire king!
The strength of Shengcang City is very likely to be higher than that of the king's capital!

People surrounded the commoner monk again and asked, "Brother Dao, what can you do?"

The commoner monk said with a wry smile: "I'm just a grassroots man with a low level of cultivation, what can I do?"

He sighed deeply: "If the empress is still there, maybe there is a way to break the situation?"

Many civilians fell silent, usually they would not notice it, but at such a critical moment, the first thing people think of is the empress who has passed away for thousands of years.

At this moment, people saw a red-gold light gradually emerging from a height.

(End of this chapter)