Chapter seven hundred and fourteen: knowledge of the Ming Kingdom
Wu Yi's grandfather was appointed as a national teacher by the king of the Ming Dynasty. He held banquets and banquets on weekdays, and his status was even higher than that of the king. Just because of the mysterious light shrouded in him, rumors spread all over the world about his unselfishness, and he wanted to usurp power. However,
It's just a thought.
At present, the power of the Ming Dynasty cannot be resisted. In the face of huge growth, the monarch can gain the reputation of a wise king, and the people can gain more goods. In the face of military achievements, there are opportunities for promotion. The society has changed rapidly, and everyone is like a dragon.
Therefore, Wu Yi's grandfather can maintain a respected position. If one day the aggressive momentum stops and a fierce stock game begins, and sharp internal conflicts are triggered, Wu Yi may have to take action to save his grandfather.
Miracles that only appear once are not real miracles. Since you want to follow the path of humanity, the mysterious aura around you will gradually decrease. This is inevitable. The birth of humanity is to solve or reconcile interpersonal conflicts.
And if some contradictions are universal, they will be elevated to so-called social conflicts, national conflicts, etc. In fact, the nature is the same. If you don't sweep one house, why sweep the world?
The Immortal Way and the Shinto Way are very different from this. They both use extraordinary power to force all living beings to crawl under their feet. The Immortal Way and the Shinto Way cannot resolve conflicts, they can only suppress them, and so-called disasters will periodically erupt, just like in the air.
Just because you can't see the dust doesn't mean it doesn't exist.
From a certain perspective, the divine way and the immortal way are inferior to the human way.
Wu Yi's father and mother were responsible for teaching farming and weaving operations. They had previous political experience and many years of teaching experience in establishing the academy, which made them comfortable.
Farming and weaving does not mean that men farm and women weave. At the same time, there are not many female soldiers in the army, and most of them are still the main force. The tradition of Mingyue Realm does not change so easily.
From a small country, in just one year, it became a large empire spanning half of the world, with people coming from all over the world. In the final analysis, it was Wu Yi's support for humanity that allowed them to fight against the coming Immortal Forces of the Yiqi Sect.
In order to maintain the status of the lord of reincarnation of the inner demon body.
Otherwise, there is no need to be in such a hurry. Even if the nomadic empire, which is known as fierce as fire, is lucky and has no strong enemies around, it would be impossible to achieve this point in less than half a century.
Wu Yi solved the first step for them because of his own purpose. Wu Yi would not take action in the second step. If he did take action again, it would only be because his grandfather failed and faced death. In other words,
This humanitarian reform failed.
This step was the real test for his grandfather and the others. Wu Yi gave his grandfather the opportunity to display his talents and build a huge empire. However, because this empire expanded too fast and had huge internal contradictions, it was a false one that relied entirely on
An empire supported by military power will collapse if it encounters a major defeat.
Although the problem is serious, it can still be solved through one's own efforts. Unlike the Daxuan Kingdom where my grandfather lived before, it was an intermediary used by the Immortals to maintain stability and ensure the recruitment of disciples. However, his talents were useless.
Ming Weiyan and others were moved to the Yang Realm by the inner demon. The country of Ming was not far away. As far as the eye could see, a majestic city stood in front of them. There were construction scenes, shouting sounds, and hawking sounds everywhere.
, full of vitality, and the people are filled with happy smiles.
Outline after outline, city after city, the golden soup is solid; every family, every household, only strives for freedom. The nine-story high pavilion is like a palace, and the tens of thousands of floors are like a gold medal.
There are also the Tai Chi Hall, the Huagai Hall, the Burning Incense Hall, the Guanwen Hall, the Xuanzheng Hall, and the Yanying Hall. On the jade and golden steps of the halls are the Wen Guan and Wu Bian.
Although the city is small, it already has the demeanor of a big country. If it continues with this momentum, it is not impossible to truly become an empire.
The strong hope of the people and the prosperous imperial fortune turned into a dragon of luck visible to the naked eye in the capital. Even from such a distance, one could feel an oppressive force. Even Ming Weiyan, in the capital,
In addition, it is only able to bring out the strength of the golden elixir monk.
If they enter the city, they don't know how much their strength will be suppressed, and there are countless human ties, which makes these cultivators extremely troubled.
However, if they can secretly capture and control this empire and preach in this alien world of the Bright Moon Realm, they will have completed their mission. After returning to the sect, they will definitely be able to record a lot of credit.
In crisis, there is opportunity.
Behind the seeming strength, there is actually weakness hidden. It is not that there is no opportunity to strike. Provoking civil strife is the choice of the superiors.
The group of people changed into regular clothes and entered the capital. When asked, they were told that they had to declare their place of origin before they could enter the city. Otherwise, they were not allowed to enter. I heard that this was the new rule of the Imperial Master, and no one could violate it.
Han Weiming was born with a golden decoction in his mouth, and his cultivation was smooth sailing. No one could disobey him, let alone a mortal. He immediately became angry, and just like before, he slapped away the ignorant guard in front of him with his palm.
Unexpectedly, just when he was about to take action, a trace of his momentum leaked out. The lucky golden dragon hovering above his head suddenly lowered its huge dragon head, and a pair of dragon eyes stared at Han Weiming, and the surrounding intelligence was locked for an instant.
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Han Weiming sensed an extremely strong murderous intention. Just like the way of heaven, he would never have mercy on himself because of his identity. He had to put down his raised hand, and he had to take back his previous momentum.
If you want to go out, you can't do it anymore. You have become almost no different from ordinary people.
The city gate guards were frightened for a moment by Han Weiming's aura, but with the blessing of Long Yun, they quickly reacted and faced Ming Wei and his men with swords, asking where they came from and whether they were enemy spies, and prepared to torture them.
Come to think of it, Ming Weiyan and others would not have expected that the first day they came to Ming Country would actually be spent in the prison cell.
It’s been a long time since the dignified Master Yuanying and Master Jindan have experienced this kind of treatment. They were born and grew up in the Cangman Realm. They never thought that the Dragon of Luck evolved from a humane dynasty could have such strength.
, was actually enough to suppress them, even using Taoist weapons was useless.
The heavens are so vast and full of wonders.
However, the facts are facts. Although they have committed a crime, it is not a serious crime. There have been many such incidents recently. To arrest them is to remind them not to do it again in the future.
After eating a prison meal, yes, you heard it right, this group of cultivators who had been fasting for a long time actually had a prison meal. Ming Wei, the people who played these Nascent Soul Golden Pills, can still persist.
But those foundation-building monks are really the same as ordinary people, or even worse than ordinary people. Without their magic, they are nothing.
Many years later, I felt the feeling of hunger again. When hunger comes, the face of a cultivator is no longer important.