Attributes are infinitely increasing, I dominate multiple

As the Blue Star returned to normal.

All kinds of speculation and information about this earth-shaking incident also spread rapidly among the crowd and on the Internet.

Especially after those who participated in the coronation ceremony returned, the whole cause and effect of the whole incident about how Mu Cang was dissatisfied with the season, and then controlled all the creatures in the world in a thought, and finally caught the stars and the moon to change the season.

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Although there are no real scientific experts to enrich the details of the whole incident, the event itself and everyone's self-feelings are enough to make billions of people around the world imagine and be shocked.

Especially this whole thing is not complicated, but extremely simple.

In summary, Mu Cang took one of the Blue Star's moons in each hand, and then crossed 300 million kilometers at sub-light speed to reach the opposite orbit, which finally caused the Blue Star to change from summer to spring.

Simple? Try it for me once!

Bullshit! It's not simple at all!

Countless people excitedly expressed their shock on the Internet.

Especially those self-media that are extremely sensitive to traffic, quickly came up with their own detailed analysis amid countless people's calls.

Some analyzed the specific time of the whole incident; some analyzed Mu Cang's approximate strength; some analyzed the speed of the Blue Star Moon flight; and some analyzed which layer of the sun the whole world passed through at that time, and the specific magnitude of the broken solar ears.

All kinds of analyses immediately occupied the entire network space, constantly bombarding the eyes and brains of billions of people around the world.

Some high-tech accounts even worked hard to edit simple or complex animations of Mu Cang catching stars and taking the moon.

People who had just pulled their heads out of the text message with difficulty pressed them back again.

Shock after shock, shock after shock.

For a time, the entire Blue Star's original complex emotions of amazement, unbelievable, and worship as a god for Mu Cang were upgraded to a higher level, reaching and surpassing the status of the supreme god of many religions.

…

The first year of the Cang Emperor calendar, the second day of the first month.

In the capital of Daxia, the Golden Palace is deep in the imperial palace.

Mu Cang, wearing an imperial robe and a crown, sits leisurely on a pure golden dragon chair.

[Master: Mu Cang]

[Physique: 66,000 stars]

[Soul: 66,000 stars]

After one day, Mu Cang's attributes doubled, reaching one-fifth of the mass of the sun.

"Exponential explosion is cool. Even if you don't use this power, just watching the numbers grow will make you feel relaxed and happy."

Turning his attention away from the attribute bar, Mu Cang looked at the ministers below.

The crown composed of strings of jade beads is like a sky between gods and humans, completely covering the upper half of his face, without revealing a trace of emotion.

The lower half of his face is also unusually cold.

God's will follows God's will, and the whole hall is inexplicably shrouded in a cold aura.

Even the boundless sky above the Golden Throne Hall was rapidly covered with dark gray turbid clouds under the influence of this aura, and the rumbling sound of thunder could be heard continuously from it.

Below, the ministers who were in this terrible atmosphere, while waiting respectfully, could not help but feel uneasy and panicked.

"Why don't you say anything?"...

After a long silence, Mu Cang on the dragon throne smiled softly, "You are so panicked. Once it spreads out, won't people all over the world slander me as a tyrant?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became heavy, and even the air seemed to freeze. The ministers also knelt down heavily on the ground, shaking as if they were suffocating, and couldn't help but kowtow:

"I am guilty!"

"I am guilty!"

"I am guilty!"

...

"Okay, okay."

Mu Cang waved his hand and easily dispelled the severe atmosphere in the hall. Under his action, even the dozen potted plants outside the hall that were dying suddenly grew several sections as if they were injected with stimulants.

At the same time, the black cloud sea that covered half of the sky also dissipated on the spot, turning into bundles of white clouds, which were particularly clean and pure against the warm spring light that slanted in.

All these things are so magical and so terrible.

It was as if the whole world moved with Mu Cang's emotions.

When he was angry, the wind swept through and thunderstorms broke out.

When he was happy, the clouds in the sky opened up and the light spread far and wide.

It can only be said that for Mu Cang now, the so-called world... is really too small.

At this moment.

On the dragon throne, Mu Cang spoke again:

"Yesterday, I thought carefully about the so-called new dynasty and new atmosphere. If everything remains unchanged, well, it's too boring, so..."

At this point, he looked down at the ministers who bowed their heads respectfully below, and said in a playful tone:

"From today on, the imperial aristocracy system will be completely abolished. Regardless of whether it is a founding aristocrat or a meritorious aristocrat, all titles are invalid, and all property must be filled into the national treasury."

At this point, Mu Cang's mouth suddenly raised a hint of coldness:

"Except for me, all beings are equal, and no one can be superior."

Shock!

More than a hundred ministers in the court were all frozen in place, with disbelief on their faces.

Your Majesty wants to abolish... the aristocratic system that has lasted for nearly three hundred years?

--\u003e\u003e

This... this... is something that no one would have thought of even in their most outrageous dreams!

Several ministers were so frightened and shocked that they knelt down and walked several meters toward Mu Cang and kowtowed repeatedly, saying:

"Your Majesty, this... this... can't be done. The whole of Daxia will be in chaos!!"

There was also a trembling minister with a long white beard who stumbled a few steps and knelt down in front of him, sobbing:

"Your Majesty, each line of meritorious nobles was born because of their outstanding contributions, and the founding nobles followed Taizu all the way through the wind and rain, experienced all the hardships and shed all the blood, and I don't know how many people died before establishing the We are from the Great Xia Empire, I hope your majesty... can take back my life!"

After saying that, the old minister kowtowed five or six times in a row until his forehead was swollen and bloody.

But Mu Cang, who was sitting on the dragon throne, showed no emotion at all.

He recognized at a glance that the old man below was the president of the Great Xia Noble Federation and the patriarch of a line of founding nobles. He was powerful and powerful, had a rich family, and had countless descendants.

Humph, an old man in his seventies or eighties can still marry a concubine in his seventies or eighteen. He is really getting stronger with age.

Mu Cang closed his eyes slightly and said indifferently: "You have gone through all the hardships and shed all your blood? So what, you have eaten for three hundred years of ancestral shade, and your brains are full of fat. It is almost over. Do you want to eat for another three hundred years?" "…

The veteran took a few breaths, slowly raised his tearful old face and looked diagonally upward at Mu Cang, and said sadly:

"Your Majesty, this is the ancestral system. Your Majesty, the laws of the ancestors are immutable. Your Majesty's move is to... dig the roots of Daxia!!"

Shocked again!

The ministers at the rear couldn't help but exchange looks with each other.

They all saw shock and worry in each other's eyes, as if to say:

‘He is so bold, he dares to say such cruel words. ’

‘I can’t bear it, what should I do? ’

‘I don’t know, just watch. ’

Above the hall, Mu Cang slowly bent down, rested his chin on his hand and looked at the old minister, smiling:

"I want to dig this root, so what?"

The old minister's expression froze, and then he wiped the tears on his face as if he was ready to fight, gritted his teeth and said:

"That old minister...I will crash to death in this palace today! So that Grandfather Taizu and all the founding princes can open their eyes!"

"Oh~ killed?"

Mu Cang couldn't help but clapped his hands and grinned: "It's quite interesting."

After saying that, he raised his hand to the veteran below: "Then please do as you please."

"ah?!"

The old minister was immediately dumbfounded.

He hesitated for a moment and looked sideways at the ministers behind him.

But I saw that all the ministers were looking at their eyes, nose, nose and heart without saying a word.

He secretly glanced at Mu Cang again, only to see that Mu Cang was also looking at him intently.

There was no expression on the upper half of the face that was covered by the emperor's crown, but there was a hint of interest in the lower half of the face.

It seems to be saying: faster, faster.

"Oh~"

The old minister shook his head sadly and whispered to himself: "Is it possible that I really want to die here today?"

"Fuck it! Just die!"

He gritted his teeth, stood up abruptly, ran forward and slammed into a thick pillar.

Unexpectedly, the old man's feet slipped inexplicably on the third step, and he fell to the ground.

He just hugged his old leg and screamed to the sky. At the same time, he turned his head to look at the top of the hall and begged:

"Your Majesty, my Majesty, I am old and frail and have not exercised for a long time. I actually fell and injured my leg. I hope your Majesty will forgive me."

Mu Cang said "Hey" and waved his hand gently, and suddenly several burly figures dressed as imperial palace guards appeared around him.

As soon as these guards with cold expressions appeared, they knelt down and kowtowed without saying a word.

Mu Cang moved his posture and said slowly: "You old man, how can you not count what you said? Lift him up and hit him against the pillar until he dies."

As soon as these words came out, the officials in the hall were dumbfounded.

This...that's not how the script works. Shouldn't His Majesty express his generosity by saying some words of comfort? How could it be so cruel?

"I will obey the emperor's orders!"

Several guards responded respectfully and appeared in a blink of an eye around the stunned old minister. They lifted him up and walked quickly towards the nearest pillar of the main hall.

At this time, the old minister also reacted, and he hurriedly struggled to beg for mercy: "Your Majesty, spare my life! It was the old minister who made a mistake. Your Majesty, please spare my life!"

Mu Cang turned a deaf ear and only smiled with a smile on his face and full of expectation in his eyes.

But it was said that the guards carried the veteran who was struggling and howling to the palace pillars, pressed his head and hit him hard. …

Bang!

Blood splattered everywhere, and the old man fainted immediately.

The ministers couldn't help but tremble.

"Not dead."

Mu Cang waved his hand, "Keep hitting."

Several guards responded respectfully, lifted up the old minister whose face was covered with blood, and gave him a hard bump.

Bang!

The old man was twitching all over, and blood was pouring from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

Bang!

Another bump.

The old man's eyes turned white, and there was a pit in his forehead, with yellow and white turbidity leaking out, and he was dying.

After glancing at the old man's body from a distance, Mu Cang curled his lips and waved his hands and ordered:

"Throw it out, throw it out, don't let it get in my way."

The guards responded respectfully, then picked up the old minister's body and disappeared in an instant.

The blood and dirt left by the corpse on the main hall were quickly washed away by several dust collectors who suddenly appeared--\u003e\u003e

See, the main hall is spotless again.

At this time, Mu Cang turned to look at the ministers who lowered their heads and said casually:

"How? Who else wants to hit?"

The hall was extremely silent, and no one spoke.

"Are they all mute and silent?"

Mu Cang squinted his eyes and glanced at the ministers below from left to right. They were trembling and sweating like mercury.

The dissatisfaction contained in those two empty eyes was like substance, cutting the flesh and souls of the ministers and causing them great pain.

Indeed, if Mu Cang had even a hint of anger at this moment, these hundreds of people, including the entire hall, would be cut and torn into pieces under his two eyes.

For Mu Cang, this would not even cause a single consumption.

It was simply because his soul level was too high.

Even the slightest emotional fluctuation would easily penetrate the barrier between reality and the spiritual world like a divine weapon in the heavenly realm, and even disturb the normal operation of the will of Blue Star, and then cause many drastic changes in the external nature.

Once angry, the sky will be shocked and the earth will shake.

This is the power of Mu Cang.

But this is not due to his own lack of control ability, but because Mu Cang is too powerful.

For example, even if a dragon soaring in the sky tries to lower its breath, it will still explode billions of dust and bacteria.

Once the gap between the strong and the weak is so huge that it goes beyond common sense, even if the strong do nothing and just exist, it is a great terror and harm to the weak.

It can only be said that to this day, the gap between him and ordinary people has finally reached the point where they cannot communicate normally, or even stay in the same room.

Perhaps because he discovered this, Mu Cang also became a little tired. He leaned on the dragon chair and waved his hand down with a dull sigh:

"Disperse, disperse, go home."

After that, he disappeared on the dragon chair.

After Mu Cang disappeared, the ministers immediately knelt on the ground and shouted:

"Farewell to our emperor! Long live our emperor!"

As the court meeting ended, Mu Cang's order to [abolish the aristocratic system] was also led by a large team of imperial edict officials holding imperial edicts, and quickly rushed to the mansions of the nobles in various veins throughout Daxia.

At the same time, thousands of super-powered transformation troops of the [Tyrannical Blade] from the former Office of the Secretary, now the Imperial Guards, also divided into teams to follow the many imperial officials to prevent some nobles from violently resisting the law.

That afternoon. …

In the northwest of Daxia, the Zhuo family mansion in Weicheng.

"...From now on, the title of the Duke of Wei, Zhuo's lineage, will be stripped, and all family property will be confiscated..."

As the imperial official read out the contents of the imperial edict expressionlessly, Zhuo Su, the head of the Zhuo family who knelt in front of the gate of the mansion to welcome the imperial edict, cried out in grief, "I am ashamed of my ancestors!" and fainted and fell to the ground.

The eldest son Zhuo Shicheng and the second son Zhuo Zihao, who were also kneeling to welcome the imperial edict, had their eyes wide open and trembling all over.

The youngest Zhuo Zihao was so angry that he gritted his teeth and scratched the ground, leaving cracks.

"Okay."

The imperial edict was collected by the official, who passed by several people and turned to the hundreds of imperial palace confiscators, saying, "Follow the emperor's order, all the property of Duke Wei's family must be confiscated cleanly, not even a penny can be left!"

The confiscating team immediately bowed and shouted loudly: "Yes!"

Zhuo Zihao couldn't hold back his anger any longer, and immediately jumped up from the ground. Behind him, the phantoms of fierce beasts such as lions, tigers and leopards appeared, and he roared and rushed towards the calm imperial edict official: "I will fight you..."

But before he finished speaking, he had just taken two steps, and a crystal-like strong figure suddenly appeared, shattering all the phantoms, and at the same time, pinching his neck and smashing it hard to the ground.

Bang! !

It was like a bomb exploded.

As the courtyard shook violently, with Zhuo Zihao's broken neck that was blasted half a meter deep into the ground as the center, a thumb-wide crack appeared in the ground within a radius of dozens of meters.

Suddenly, these hideous cracks tore the originally quaint courtyard into an ugly state.

The imperial edict official standing not far away stroked his beard and said calmly: "Zhuo Su, the cost of repairing this house will be sent to you in a few days, don't forget."

Zhuo Su, who was awakened by the vibration and loud noise, fainted on the ground when he heard this.

Zhuo Shicheng, who was slumped beside him, lowered his head tightly, and his emotions could not be seen. Only his clenched teeth and high cheeks could reveal his emotions.

He knew that he had no room to resist.

His younger brother's martial arts cultivation had reached the peak of indestructible diamond after several spiritual energy surges, but he was still unable to withstand the casual attack of the people beside the imperial edict official.

And there were not just one crystal man, but twelve.

The aura of each one seemed to be thousands of times stronger than that of my younger brother.

Even if all the private army in the family was dispatched, they would definitely be killed by the other party.

And even if they could resist, what would it matter?

If he angered the true god who lived deep in the imperial palace, perhaps a thought could kill his whole family thousands of miles away.

"Ah~"

With a sigh, Zhuo Shicheng struggled to stand up, carried his fainted old father beside him, and staggered into the depths of the house under the cold eyes of the officials who accepted the imperial edict.

Now he was the only one who could hold up the overall situation and appease his family members as soon as possible.

'I just hope that the walking activities that the elders of the Noble Union said...protesting the shutdown...hope it will work. '

Zhuo Shicheng, who walked slowly with his father, had a deep look in his eyes:

'Otherwise, if he, a founding noble with noble blood, really becomes...becomes a commoner, like those damn mud legs, squeezing into buses every day, eating pig's feet rice, 996...it would be better to die. '

In this way, as time passed,--\u003e\u003e

The nobles in the empire confiscated their homes, and exterminated their families (armed resistance).

For a time, the whole of Daxia was in turmoil. (www.xiaoshubao.net). .