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Chapter 5032 Get away

I have to say that the Daxia Imperial Master is still very good.

He gave in and built ancestral halls for Yang Bo all over the country.

This may seem like a stupid move, but it actually ties Yang Bo to the Great Xia Dynasty. As long as the ancestral hall exists, Yang Bo's fate will be bound to the Great Xia Dynasty, and he will not use the weapons of the north to go south.

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However, now that the ancestral hall has been destroyed and the imperial master has been driven away, Yang Bo no longer has any scruples.

Yang Bo returned to the northern grassland, he launched the Luoerhu tribe, and tens of thousands of troops went south!

The grassland army marched all the way south, heading straight for the country, like a devastated army.

At this time, Daxia had a power vacuum due to the departure of the Imperial Guards. The emperor and ministers were fighting for power, and no one cared about the army heading south.

By the time the emperor reacted, the army was already approaching the city.

Without the protection of the imperial master, Daxia is like a blank piece of paper that will be broken when you poke it.

The army attacked and quickly captured the capital.

For a time, ancestral halls were built again across the country.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

Originally, the number of people who believed in Yang Bo was very small. Now after being conquered by the north, people all over the country are believing in Yang Bo.

Regardless of sincerity or pretense, Yang Bo has gained tens of millions of followers.

With enough believers, Yang Bo has enough power of faith. These powers converge on him, allowing his strength to increase rapidly.

Originally, Yang Bo's avatar had reached the ninth level of Immortal Stage Realm, and it was extremely difficult to break through to the Immortal Realm.

But as the number of believers increased, a large amount of faith gave him the confidence to make a breakthrough.

After more than ten years of preparation, Yang Bo's cultivation reached the early stage of immortality in one fell swoop!

Even though it was just the clone that broke through the cultivation level, it was enough to make Yang Bo feel excited.

However, for more than ten years, Yang Bo put all his energy into making breakthroughs in cultivation. He searched the resources of the entire empire, and all the resources in the country were used by him to refine elixirs and create breakthrough formations.

Under such huge consumption, Luo Erhu Empire was in great crisis.

Originally, Yang Bo had been thinking about why the White Tiger Demon must leave after breaking through here.

Now it seems that this has a lot to do with the habits of the grassland peoples. They can conquer the country, but they cannot defend it.

From childhood to adulthood, the grassland peoples have been taught to fight and kill. They do not understand the people's hearts and do not know how to manage the empire. They enslave the people, thus causing resentment within the empire and great public anger!

Before seclusion, Yang Bo saw that the destiny of the empire was as strong as a pillar and that it was at its peak in the Spring and Autumn Period. In just over ten years, the destiny of the empire was already unstable.

Yang Bo's clone was able to break through to the realm of immortality mainly because of the luck of the empire. If the empire withered, his strength would also be greatly affected.

The only solution for now is to save the empire or cut off the tail to survive.

Yang Bo couldn't spend too much energy here. He had to leave here as soon as possible, so he could only survive by cutting off his tail.

After Yang Bo thought for a moment, he began to make preparations.

He has been in this world for too long, and wanting to give up will not happen overnight.

If he wants to cut off his connection with this world, he must find a good opportunity to reduce his losses.

After thinking about it carefully, Yang Bo personally found a scholar Hua Yuhe and began to train him.

After the establishment of the Luo Erhu Empire, there was a deep gap between the grassland people and the ordinary people of Daxia. There was a huge gap in status between the two sides. The ordinary people of Daxia were in dire straits.

The scholar Mr. Hua, led by Yang Bo, witnessed this scene and couldn't help but feel angry.

After several years of training, Hua Yuhe became both civil and military.

When the world was in chaos, Mr. Hua traveled with several classmates and friends. In order to avoid the rain, they entered the new temple.

Because there was no one around, several classmates began to blame the New God. It was the New God who guided the movement from the north to the south, leading to the current situation.

There was a thunderstorm outside the window, and thousands of horses were silent.

Hua Yuhe looked up at the statue of the New God, feeling vaguely familiar. He thought of the poem the teacher taught him and couldn't help but read it aloud.

"I light incense to worship the gods and soothe my heart."

"There is no shortage of three candles of incense before God, and there are more than ten thousand sorrows in life!"

"May the autumn wind dissipate the farewell thoughts in my heart!"

"I make a wish to the gods that we never have to meet again!"

"boom!"

Mr. Hua was reciting a limerick, and suddenly there was a loud thunder outside the window. The thunder seemed to be in his ears.

Taking advantage of the lightning, Mr. Hua looked up, and his expression changed drastically, because he clearly saw that the person sitting on the altar was his teacher!

Why is this happening?

What is going on?

"boom!"

Thunder and lightning fell again, and the whole temple started to shake.

Mr. Hua did not dare to hesitate and ran out with his classmates. They hid in the distance. Looking back, they saw the temple collapsed.

Mr. Hua was stunned, as if he had been struck by lightning.

Seeing this scene before him, Mr. Hua had a vague premonition. It seemed that the poem he recited had ruined something very important.

Why are the people in the temple so similar to the teacher?

Mr. Hua turned to look at his classmates, "What is the surname of the new god?"

It was raining heavily outside, but no one paid attention to him. Everyone pulled each other and found a nearby shelter from the rain.

Mr. Hua asked loudly again: "What is the surname of the new god? What is his name?"

There was an heir to the poems and books at the scene, and he said: "My ancestors once communicated with the Imperial Master. The new god's surname is Yang, but I don't know the specific name!"

Mr. Hua was stunned. His teacher seemed to be named Yang!

What's going on with all this?



At this time, Yang Bo was sitting in the main hall of Luo Erhu Empire, feeling the energy coming from somewhere, and he understood that the time he had been planning for a long time had arrived.

The Sea of ​​Samsara appeared behind Yang Bo, and the golden sword swung forward.

In the dark, it seems that infinite luck has been cut off, Yang Bo's clone left this world and wandered outside this world.

Yang Bo no longer lingered and flew away from here.

However, the Luo Erhu Empire seemed to have lost its pillars. Various forces were rising one after another, and the entire empire was in constant strife.

After Hua Yuhe returned, he did not find his master. He fell seriously ill and immediately raised a flag to rebel.



The Imperial Master was hiding in a remote place, and he saw a familiar figure approaching from a distance.

The Imperial Master sighed, "I really didn't expect that you would still follow the old path of the Tiger God!"

"You robbed the luck of this world, robbed the people's faith, and turned around and left here."

Yang Bo looked at the Imperial Master and chuckled, "This is probably the tragedy of this world. If you live here, you cannot escape this fate!"

"However, I have made arrangements. If the person named Hua can win the unification, he will send people to look for you!"

"The National Master has not disappeared for a long time, and there should still be people who remember you!"

The Imperial Master shook his head, "I'm tired!"

Yang Bo said: "If there is no dynasty to nourish you, you will disappear from the world sooner or later. Are you willing to do so?"
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