After hearing this, King Wu closed his eyes and lay on his back on the dragon chair, tapping lightly with his fingers.
"How ironic!"
Qin Hui, who originally wanted to seize power and suppress defenses, now fought to the death with the Dragon Palace monks.
However, officials from the Ming and Lian clan, who were usually valued by him as his direct relatives, came to persuade him to join Dong Chen's command.
"Unify the Confucian world, unify the Confucian world!"
However, just like this, Sima Xun and others gave themselves a step down.
If he joins Shenting's command, he will not only be able to unify the Confucian world in the future, but also gain a higher status in Shenting.
On the contrary, if you resist to death, you may only be reduced to ashes under the divine army.
Moreover, the Confucian community is not monolithic; there are various overt and covert struggles between countries and between families.
If it were not for the Wenyuan Pavilion, the most precious treasure in the Confucian world, I am afraid that the Confucian world would have been captured long ago.
Thinking like this, as his thoughts changed, King Wu suddenly felt that Sima Xun and others were more pleasing to his eyes.
With this thought in mind, King Wu stood up directly from the dragon chair.
"Yes, the hundreds of millions of living beings in our Confucian world are so innocent, and the people of Wu are so innocent.
Today, for the sake of my people, Wu, it doesn’t matter if I have to bear infamy.”
The words are full of intense and tragic feelings.
Chen Hongyu, Sima Xun and others looked at each other and bowed in unison.
"Your Majesty is wise! Your Majesty's choice today is all for the sake of the people of Wu. I believe that the people and scholars of Wu will not blame you if they know this."
At this moment, Chen Hongyu heard Sima Xun speak again.
"Your Majesty has been in power for seventeen years, and the seas and rivers have been clear, and the world has been at peace. The officials have governed with purity, and the monarch and his ministers have been harmonious.
He also launched the Hongguang Reform, which enabled our great Wu Guoli to continue to thrive despite the chaos.
His majesty’s heroic reputation and military prowess, summarizing the history of emperors, are comparable to those of Taizu.”
King Wu stood next to the dragon chair, looking slightly confused.
When these ministers and prime ministers explain political affairs to themselves, they will first say a few nice words.
But when will you come now and tell me this?
Sima Xun looked calm: "This time, your Majesty is actually prepared to fight to the death to safeguard the glory of the previous kings.
However, His Majesty, considering the survival of the people of Wu and the inheritance of Confucianism in Wu, finally changed his mind after the remonstrances of several of his ministers.
For the sake of the millions of living beings in Wu and the inheritance of Confucianism, Your Majesty is willing to bear the infamy and join the service of Shenting.
What your Majesty has said and done is a blessing to Wu!"
As he spoke, Sima Xun even cried a little bit.
At the same time, several big men from the Ming and Lian clan behind him knelt on the ground with him.
"I, my ministers, would like to thank Your Majesty on behalf of the millions of living beings in Wu!"
On the side, Chen Hongyu was completely confused.
After witnessing with his own eyes the whole incident of King Wu returning to the Divine Court, he felt that the image of Sima Xun and others in his mind had completely collapsed.
…
Above the skyline on the outskirts of Kyoto, streaks of light bloomed in the sky.
Several great Confucian scholars spoke the Dharma, and as soon as they thought about it, visions appeared, which kept coming down.
A faint blue sword in Ao Guang's hand emits a dazzling aura.
"The foundation of the Confucian world is still not as good as mine, Dongchen's. Now that I have the sixth-level sword gifted by the Dragon Lord of the East China Sea, there should be no problem in suppressing these great Confucians. I just need to wait for reinforcements to enter the Confucian world."
With a sword, there seemed to be a trickle of water gathering in the sky.
Two swords, this trickling stream converged into one place and became a lake.
Three pieces, the lake grows and turns into a vast ocean.
In this vast sea, sword auras are swimming freely in it.
"cut!"
The monstrous ocean of sword energy rushed away with constant pressure, directly shattering each vision and heading towards several great scholars.
"Brother Ao Guang is really powerful. Looking at this scene, I am afraid that my brother has already reached the perfection of the soul, and is only a thin line away from the true Mahayana immortal!"
On the side, several Dragon Lords looked at the vast sword energy across the sky and sighed with emotion.
"It's no wonder that Brother Ao Guang will preside over this entry into the Confucian world. It must be that Dragon Lord of the East China Sea has long known about Brother Ao Guang's entry."
Hearing the words of several clan brothers, Ao Guang couldn't help stroking his beard, "The clan brothers were so complimentary. Although a powerful scholar with a real title of Confucianism had just left, the remaining Confucian scholars are all
He is a monk equivalent to the second and third realms of Yuan Shen and should not be underestimated.
What's more, there are two monks who are equivalent to the third level of Yuan Shen, and one of them is the Prime Minister of Wu. With his luck, he is even more invincible."
As he spoke, this vast ocean of sword energy approached several great scholars.
At this time, the skinny old man he saw snorted coldly, took out an inkstone and threw it out, continuously inhaling the sword energy into it.
Unfortunately, after just a few breaths, the inkstone could no longer hold up and fell backwards.
Qin Hui didn't dare to neglect. Their overall strength was not as good as that of their opponent. Now they were missing Sima Xun, leaving only four real scholars.
The talent in his body surges crazily like water in a river, and the luck shrouded in his body is constantly transformed into invisible power to bless the seal in his hand.
"May I, Da Wu, be prosperous forever!"
"Bang!"
The ever-changing seal directly blocked the vast ocean of sword energy.
Unfortunately, after a few breaths, the seal was swept away by a sea of sword energy that was only a quarter of its original size.
A vast ocean of sword energy swept over the sky, and the four great scholars each used their magical powers to eliminate the vast ocean of sword energy.
At this moment, the Heavenly Pillar of Luck exuded an invisible force, and a young figure wearing a yellow robe entered the Pillar of Luck and was slowly rising to the top.
"Your Majesty is freed from the shackles!" Qin Hui was overjoyed.
No matter how powerful these Dongchen monks are, they still have not broken away from the category of great Confucians.
Your Majesty has the blessing of a country's destiny, which is equivalent to half a step of sub-saint. Even if the leader of the dragon master holds a sub-saint weapon in his hand, so what?
For a time, several great scholars were very excited.
On the other side, Ao Guang looked at the King of Wu in the distant Tianzhu, and was surprised in his heart: "Okay, okay, Hongyu has made another great contribution. This King of Wu actually made a choice."
The talisman given by the Dragon Lord of the East China Sea was divided into two talismans: the son and the mother. The son talisman entered the body of King Wu and cut off his connection with the Tianzhu of Luck. The mother talisman was given to Chen Hongyu.
The scene at this time must be that Chen Hongyu had persuaded King Wu to unblock the talisman and seal.
"I rushed at a young age to flatter Hongye, but I could not promote the trend, but went against the yin and yang, causing the people to be trapped. I will always mourn and lament, as if I were attached to the abyss. The fault is my failure to help.
Today the Confucian world is in chaos..."
Outside the Huangji Palace, Chen Hongyu looked up at King Wu who was using the Heavenly Pillar of Luck to spread his voice throughout Wu, and he was even more shocked.
"Your Majesty, you are only a seventeen-year-old child! Why are you so skilled in acting?"
Among the pillars of heaven, King Wu looked mournful and his tone was low and solemn.
Then, Chen Hongyu turned around and glanced at the officials of the Minglian School around him, as well as several officials who looked calm but had tears in their eyes and looked sad, and he was filled with emotion.
"I originally thought that my disguise all the way was earth-shattering enough.
Now it seems that this is the best actor per capita!"