Sacrifice to Feed Demons [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

Air luck, national luck, invented from the initial fire in the history of the Han people, the word "luck" has been handed down, and eventually spread to all systems of civilizations, large and small, and became an important part of the Han nation.

But that is the evaluation given in modern times. In ancient times, there were so many industries that followed luck, enough to give any person a dazzling array of impressions.

From the most widely circulated geomantic omen of the lunar calendar, to ground breaking and demolition, and opening houses for tombs, everyone will instinctively choose a place that is good for them.

And the good place is undoubtedly where the luck is strong.

There is a saying that Qi luck is like the small branches of a big river, with small branches like long snakes, and powerful ones all over the land, but Qi is like water, and luck is like wind, which is also a trusted statement recorded in the book.

People who write books compare qi to water flow. Where there is water, there will be popularity, and popularity will bring luck, just like the wind and water, mutual assistance, long-term, repeated cycles, and eventually the luck will only become more and more The thicker it is, the place of residence will change from a small village, to a town, to a city, and finally to a country.

It fully demonstrates the core purpose of people-oriented in ancient times.

However, the luck in this article is more extensive, directly using the country as a great power, using the geomantic omen of Kyushu to attract the luck of all directions, and the consequences will be so serious in the end.

Because luck is real, and it can influence the direction of a person's life as big as a country's power, as small as a person.

In ancient times, the number of people who firmly believed in this was far from what it is in modern times. Therefore, many national teachers and eminent monks enshrined by the state have special methods to deal with this aspect.

Zhu Yujun was more unlucky. His national teacher was originally the best, and his morals were profound, but because of his profoundness, he sacrificed himself first after discovering that the country's fortune had been greatly lost, intending to change his fate against the sky.

So the current Qing Guo Guo Yun is the naked cub, let alone weak, and now there is no one to protect him.

Then don't blame those people who already have bad intentions against it for resorting to tricks.

Zhu Yujun made a big fuss in front of so many ministers, and when he turned his face, someone passed the news to Wu Ming. Invisible people organizations are everywhere. For this, Wu Ming even praised Gong Jiu for what ordinary people don't think Dare to think.

"Luck...I didn't expect it to have such a wonderful effect."

Wu Ming chuckled, if it is said that the situation of Qingguo Daxia has nothing to do with luck, it is far-fetched now, but as an apprentice, I really dare not think about it.

"Laughing so happily, if you have fun, may you share it with everyone?"

Yu Luocha was lying on the soft bed drinking, unlike the people from the Central Plains, her appearance was more beautiful, and her brows were even more beautiful when she fainted after drinking.

Wu Ming lowered his eyebrows and did not look at the seductive gesture of the goblin, and said indifferently: "I don't care about some small things."

"Yeah, what if I said, I must care about it?" Yu Luocha stood up, his patience was slowly disappearing in these days of confrontation, he didn't have Wang Lianhua's good temper.

Wu Ming said happily and furiously, "Really."

Yu Luocha: "Hehe..."

The air gradually stagnated, and the bird flying down in the distance suddenly seemed to be hit by someone, and fell from the sky weakly.

The two figures have been entangled at a speed that the naked eye can never catch.

Wang Lianhua stopped walking outside the garden, looking at the sky helplessly.

"When will this day be the end?"

Gong Jiu, who was only a step behind Wu Ming when he received the news, changed his expression very little, and calmly ordered: "Continue to push according to this situation."

"Yes!"

The subordinate replied respectfully, and disappeared without a sound.

Gong Jiu's handsome face is as cold as a knife, and at first glance it looks more intimidating than Zhu Yujun's beautiful face.

However, even if he is an emperor, he will not be a good emperor.

Because he is sick!

Ha ha ha ha--

Obviously, the plan for many years is about to be realized, but he is not very happy, and there is no smile in his laughter, on the contrary, he is not happy.

Gong Jiu's cold gaze was fixed on the map of mountains, rivers and communities in front of him. The red dots on it were undoubtedly not the disaster-stricken places on the land of Daqing.

How can the mortal king He De go against the sky and lead these foolish people to violate the destiny?

Those ambitious people, for some reason, saw Zhu Yujun getting thinner and weaker after being tortured by natural disasters.

He was playing with the chess pieces in his hand, but he was thinking in his heart that even if he was himself, there was nothing he could do.

Except for the "king".

Gong Jiu hated and envied Ji Xianjun at the same time. When they first met, they only had Yuan Suiyun in their eyes. How could they know that there was an extra Ji Xianjun unknowingly, which also left him a humiliation in his bones? engraved.

Now no matter what he does, he will compare himself with Ji Xianjun.

If I can't do this, can he do it?

In such a comparison, the "battle situation" is vivid.

Every game, every time, he loses, he loses.

Ji Xianjun wins!

Gong Jiu looked coldly and contemptuously: "I want to see if you can go against the sky this time!"

One fell, and it was embedded tightly between the walls, leaving a small black hole between the screens. Its location happened to be the junction of Yanmen Pass and the Yangtze River.

This morning, when Zhuge Zheng and I saw the minister who had written the "Edict of Guilt", my heart was suddenly clouded.

Sure enough, someone took advantage of it.

Then he looked at the emperor on the high throne, the crown blocked his expression, but recalling his physical and mental exhaustion yesterday, Zhuge Zheng's heart sank, I couldn't imagine what would happen if His Majesty responded to this statement in the court thing!

But people are more and more afraid of something, and things tend to develop in the direction he least wants to happen.

Zhu Yujun said in an unclear way: "Oh? If I commit a crime, who can take my place to appease the Li people?"

The minister who started the tour lowered his eyes and said: "Young Prince Taiping, you can choose it."

"Oh," Zhu Yujun stared at him coldly, and also cast his eyes on the other people in the court.

Anxious, indifferent, unchanging, serious...

These people can be regarded as showing the tail of the fox!

In fact, Zhu Yujun has been thinking about who will use what method to force herself to abdicate after Chu Liuxiang reported the letter.

Afterwards, he witnessed more and more memorials piling up into mountains, and suddenly realized.

It is so, it is so!

It is because of this that there has been no action all this time, what kind of ambition, what kind of planning, what kind of boldness!

Does he actually want to wait peacefully for me to hand over the throne to him?

Yes!No matter what method is used to seize the throne, it is not right and wrong, so that "person" hid behind the scenes during the previous times of treason, with the idea that after my death, he would clean up the rebels and succeed him.

Suddenly, the name still makes sense for him!

Zhu Yujun laughed out loud suddenly, so startled that the ministers present looked at him subconsciously.

"Crack-pump-"

One click, one click, the applause that seemed to hit the heart, inexplicably made everyone dare not make mistakes, put away their exposed emotions, and the atmosphere in the hall was silent for a while.

With a slight smile, Zhu Yujun said the rationale for Prince Taiping's succession to the throne.

"The emperor's uncle holds one-third of the military power in Daqing. It is reasonable and reasonable. My cousins ​​are very suitable to succeed me after I abdicate. With the military power in hand, it can not only stabilize the country, but also prevent some people with ulterior motives from taking advantage of it." It is really the best candidate to cause turmoil when the throne is replaced."

Some of the kneeling courtiers began to sweat coldly.

"But do you think I'm a fool?" Zhu Yujun's tone sank, why did the power of the Son of Heaven come overwhelming like a tide, making those ministers who already had guilty consciences tremble.

Zhu Yujun glanced coldly at the bowed courtiers below, and said seriously, "Have I lost my way?"

"..."

There was no sound from the seat.

Zhu Yujun: "Since I have never lost my way, how can I sin against myself? Don't mention this again, and retreat from the court." With a flick of his big sleeve, he threw all the ministers behind.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

Zhuge Zheng stood up and helped the elder of the three dynasties beside him. This adult wiped the sweat from Zhu Yujun's fright on his forehead, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were inexplicably shining.

"Your Majesty is getting more and more imposing!"

Zhuge Zhengwo smiled reassuringly and said, "This is a good thing."

"That's right!" The old minister nodded again and again, "It's a good thing, it's really a good thing." He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, not knowing whether it was sweat or tears, and said, "As long as good things happen in this bad world, there will still be good things." hope."

Zhuge Zheng, I sincerely hope that the old minister's words will come true, but he remembered that His Majesty personally handed him the notebook yesterday.

Floods in the south of the Yangtze River...

Although it is still a sign, after the snow disaster, the snow melted in the south of the Yangtze River, and it is indeed prone to flood disasters.

Zhuge Zhengwo frowned: "However...after the flood, there must be a severe drought..."

Even if you open a warehouse to release food, it is still a drop in the bucket...

How many people will die again!

However a few days later...

"Speaking of which, the flood in the south of the Yangtze River has been calmed down for a while, do you know, Lord Zhuge?"

Huh?

"Just a few days ago, I heard that the water tends to gather towards the source consciously. Many villages can see the shadow of the torrential water sweeping across the mountain stream. It is also surprising that the water suddenly disappeared!"

Zhuge Zheng me: "Yeah? Σ(⊙▽⊙"a" What about the floods that we promised?

Ji Xianjun arrived at the destination of this trip by riding a dragon, and the water dragon rushed and dispersed, melting into the dry land.

Looking up, the land as far as I can see is dry. Compared with the wet soil in the south, where there is heavy rain from time to time, it is almost dry here, only some drought-resistant and heat-resistant plants are scattered on the yellow land.

The seemingly limitless water dragon brought by Ji Xianjun happened to relieve the curse that seemed to be shrouded in severe drought here. The ground that was splashed with dust was suddenly moistened by muddy water, and some seed plants were swept here by the water flow. So far, it has taken root. I believe that in a few months, this place will become a good place with lush water and grass.

"It's time to go back."

After finishing these things, Ji Xianjun pushed the blindfold and glanced at his achievements out of the corner of his eyes, and nodded with satisfaction, this place is only eighty miles away from Yanmen Pass.

The author has something to say:

In fact, there are two contrasts between the existence of Zhu Yujun and Ji Xianjun. Although the national conditions are different, they are both "sons of heaven".

It’s just that the former’s way may be very firm, but in the eyes of people like Ji Xianjun, it is actually vulnerable. The existence of mortals represents turmoil. If you want to lead a group of people to violate the destiny, there are only one in so many worlds and so many years. It's just Ji Xianjun.

In other words, it is easy to understand.

A lot of articles are written against the sky by themselves, and then they succeed, that is a cool article, but if they succeed with a realm against the sky, most of the protagonists will shout...the concubine can't do it!

Ji Xianjun: "Too weak."