Kunluo Dashanyu recognized the origin of Long Aotian from the aura attached to the wall of Wenqi.
But his knowledge only reached the level of Gui Xu, and he did not really understand that Long Aotian was an outsider in Gui Xu just like the human race, and his attitude towards Gui Xu was far more extreme than that of the human race.
Just classifying it into the Guixu sequence, the essence is to determine that Long Aotian is not a human being, let alone an extraordinary person from the dark path, but a real strong man from the outside world.
"get rid of!"
After understanding the nature of Long Aotian's power, Kun Luo did not dare to be careless and activate his power. A layer of isolation was quickly created in the wall of literary energy, isolating Long Aotian's power from the wall of literary energy.
He knew very well that he could not attack Long Aotian at this time, but he could mobilize the power of the Wall of Wenqi to resist Long Aotian's erosion.
Anger also rose in his heart.
He has taken too many risks for this promotion.
Accepting the suggestion of defecting to Ji Ran's family in Guan Nei, leaving Zuyuan Ranch, and mobilizing almost all the power of the royal court to go south was only the first step of the plan.
After a year of confrontation, which aroused widespread dissatisfaction among the nobles of the royal court, creating an opportunity for promotion was the second step of his plan.
Tonight's banquet is the third and most critical step of the plan.
If he succeeds, he can be successfully promoted to Sequence Seven and become the "ancestral king". He has the rank of saint and has the strength to overwhelm the extraordinary and powerful people in the pass. He can make up for the loss of the royal court tonight with his own efforts.
But once it fails!
Not only would he die, but the entire royal court would also be seriously injured, and it would be a doomed outcome to be torn apart. He had the chance to become the greatest khan in the entire grassland, but in the blink of an eye he would become a sinner who ruined the future of the royal court!
And all of this was due to his whim, preparing to leave behind the weak historian sequence one transcendent, hoping that he would record the glorious moment when he became the "ancestral king"!
"Su Wen, it turns out he is Su Wen!"
Kunluo Dashan suddenly felt that the name Long Aotian called was very familiar.
As soon as he thought about it, he remembered that Wang Ke fled back to the royal court and told the story of the characters mentioned in the encounter.
When Wang Ke initially hunted Su Wen, he felt that he possessed a forbidden object that could revitalize the royal court, so the Great Chanyu of Kunluo supported Wang Ke's actions.
Wang Ke's failure actually made Kunluo Dashanyu calm down. He felt that no matter how magical the forbidden objects were, they could not influence the rise and fall of the dynasty. The prosperity of the royal court ultimately fell on him, the Khan. The stronger he was, the more powerful he was.
The territory will be larger, the people will be more numerous, and the wealth will be richer.
After a period of time, his enthusiasm for the Ji Ran family disappeared a lot, and he focused entirely on his promotion to Sequence Seven.
At this time, thinking of what Wang Ke said before, he realized that forbidden objects may not make a dynasty prosper, but they can drag a dynasty into the abyss of weakness.
"Is that forbidden object the same thing that he crushed in his hand just now and summoned the power of Guixu?"
Kunluo Dashan couldn't help but think like this in his heart.
At this time, he was in a promotion state, and countless taboo powers appeared in his mind. While these powers gave him strength, they also crazily eroded his will and body, trying to lead him to the abyss of collapse and loss of control.
"Shaman!"
Kun Luo Dashan sighed deeply in his heart, and then expressed his inner voice.
The people present could not hear his voice, but in the Shanyu Nabo tent in the Royal Court City and deep in the palace at Zuyuan Ranch, there were shamans who had been waiting for a long time. They were waiting for this moment!
The shamans heard the great Chanyu's voice, so they pulled out the knives from their waists, cut the palms of their hands, and smeared the blood on their faces.
After doing all this, they slowly walked towards the wooden frame that had been erected around the bonfire.
On the wooden frame, the collateral royal bloodlines were tied up. In the past, because of their royal bloodline, these people lived a much better life than ordinary nobles, but now they were hung up like chickens, ducks, pigs and dogs.
"The Great Khan...needs your sacrifice!"
The knives in the hands of the shamans cut the necks of the tightly bound people, and then hung them upside down. In an instant, the blood falling on the ground gathered into a river and rushed towards the blazing flames in the center of the altar. The flames instantly shot up extremely high, as if the entire
All the royal cities were set on fire.
"call……"
Under the timely and huge blood sacrifice, Kunluo Great Khan felt that his power was further enhanced, and the pollution on the wall of Wenqi suddenly peeled off, and was rolled back towards Long Aotian.
"This method... is even more barbaric than ours!"
Long Aotian frowned and sighed.
The lobster people are in a state of ignorance, which is Long Aotian's clear understanding of his own group.
But the lobster people will not sacrifice their own kind to increase their strength or please their master.
If a blood sacrifice is necessary, it will only be from the ethnic group they can hunt and kill, and they will not use their own creatures as sacrifices.
So when he saw this scene, he had some doubts. Are the lobster people barbaric, or are these people in front of him more barbaric?
He raised his head and glanced at Su Wen, trying to get the answer from Su Wen.
"..."
Su Wen spread his hands.
He realized that Kun Luo's promotion to Great Khan would be very bloody, but judging from the aura he sensed at this time, Kun Luo might have killed tens of thousands of people tonight.
This is a very scary number. Just thinking about it for a moment, Su Wen realized that the behavior of Great Khan Kunluo could only be described as bloody and cruel, but it did not reach the level of madness.
When Wang Cizhi and Wang Cifu were promoted to the evil ghost path, they wanted to sacrifice all the ordinary people in Daliang City. That was a population of millions. Neither of them had any psychological burden.
Can afford the word "crazy".
"The extraordinary people of the dark path in the world are so crazy..."
Seeing that Long Aotian still wanted to get an answer from him, Su Wen said: "So it is more important for a well-known and upright family to have saintly norms to prevent people from treating the same kind as prey and others after they have mastered extraordinary power.
Tools, numbers.”
"Ah……"
Long Aotian was not satisfied with Su Wen's explanation.
Su Wen naturally knew that his explanation was very reluctant.
The promotion path regulated by a prestigious and decent family is too troublesome!
Almost all extraordinary people want to find a faster way to advance through loopholes!
And almost all loopholes are premised on harming ordinary people!
At least the murders Su Wen experienced in the factory were all like this without exception.
"The so-called famous sects and schools of thought may only flaunt themselves as different through the words of classic sages, but the essence is still the same, they are all bloody, cruel, barbaric and vicious..."
Long Aotian sighed quietly.
He was a little unmotivated, as if he felt that the world was not worth his time. But he quickly cheered up, which meant that "The Whispering Language" that Su Wen annotated for him, and that was in line with his heart, was the real world.
Secret meaning.
"The extraordinary people in the world are the real heretics, misinterpreting the true meaning expressed by the saints... I have the obligation and the ability to correct them!"
Long Aotian's eyes shone with light, as if he had found the meaning of coming to this world.
…
"When three people start a business together, one must be the boss and then kick the weakest one out. This is the secret that the saint wants to express. The principle of natural selection is all in it..."
Long Aotian shook his head.
Qingli scoffed.
For several days, Long Aotian traveled with him throughout Longxi. Along the way, Long Aotian tried to forcefully instill his views on the saint's classics into Qingli.
Qingli himself is a great scholar, so he will naturally not be affected by Long Aotian.
But he was still very angry. After all, there was someone talking nonsense in his ears all day long. He couldn't beat him, he wouldn't listen to the scolding, and it was pointless to argue with him. He was quite melancholy.
But he still gained something. After a few days, he also had a certain understanding of Long Aotian's strength.
The part of Long Aotian left on his side was not as powerful as he imagined!
At most, it is only Sequence Five, close to the strength of Sequence Six!
This means that if he gives it a try, he has no chance!
"only……"
Qingli was a little hesitant.
It is not difficult to get rid of Long Aotian.
He travels around the world, but he has the nickname "Walking Alone for Thousands of Miles". When he was promoted to a Confucian scholar, he gained an ability called "Thousands of Miles of Speedy Wind", which allows him to come and go as fast as the wind.
But what he wants is not to get rid of Long Aotian, what he wants is to entangle Long Aotian and prevent Long Aotian from finding Su Wen, at least not to find Su Wen in his strongest state in the world.
So entangling or strangling this part of Long Aotian is his only purpose.
"Counting the time, that guy should be arriving soon..."
Qingli counted on his fingers and felt that he could wait a little longer. As long as the person he wanted to wait for appeared, Long Aotian wouldn't be so difficult to deal with!
"Long Aotian must be completely killed or sealed here!"
Qingli secretly thought in his heart.
"Who are you waiting for?"
At this time, Long Aotian put down "The Whispering Language" in his hand and showed a sinister smile to Qingli.
"Of course I'm waiting for someone who can kill you."
Qingli was too lazy to talk in circles. Although he and Long Aotian got along well for a few days, he knew that his desire to kill Long Aotian was getting stronger and stronger, and it was impossible for Long Aotian to know anything about it.
"Haha... are you coming soon? Why don't you introduce me so that you don't have to introduce me later..."
"No need for him to introduce me, I will do it myself."
Before Long Aotian finished speaking, a voice sounded not far away.
A young man wearing a bamboo hat, chewing grass roots, wearing a tattered cloak, a pair of rag shoes, and two toes exposed, said to Long Aotian with a smile: "Zhong Wen, whose courtesy name is Nietzsche. People in the world call him 'people come crazy'. Great Confucian,
Yes, I’m also a credit card holder.”
"... people go crazy..."
Before Long Aotian could speak, Qingli covered her face.
He didn't think the nickname Zhong Wen was a good reputation.
It was just that he was young and ignorant back then, so he still thought Zhong Wen's nickname was very gangster and chewy.
"It's better to travel alone for thousands of miles than to go crazy."
Qingli thought so.
"Junior brother, hold him!" Qingli rolled up his sleeves.
"No rules, call me Senior Brother!"
Zhong Wen spat out the grass roots in his mouth, and the corners of his mouth tilted upward.