Chapter 834 At the pinnacle of the world, everyone is extinct and the enemy is in the country!
In the previous chapter, Yu Baimei was written as Yu Xuanji. It has been changed. It has been changed.
…
he came!
Li Yuan raised his eyes.
Through the ruined temple and the lingering rain, he could clearly see the huge dragon surging in the clouds and mist in the distant mountains.
And, a pair of eyes that are so bright that even from an unknown distance of miles or dozens of miles away, they find them extremely breathtaking!
Buzz!
The moment they looked at each other from afar, Li Yuan's pupils shrank.
In a daze, I felt as if there was a sacred mountain towering over the sky in front of me, and my body shook involuntarily.
Click!
The dust in the ruined temple started to stir up. Small temples all made a buzzing sound, and the ground and walls cracked at the same time!
"The King of the Northwest really deserves his reputation!"
After looking at each other for a moment, Li Yuan withdrew his prying eyes, and regardless of whether the visitor could hear him or not, he touched his palms and sighed.
"King of the Northwest?"
"Are you waiting for him?"
Li Yuan did not hide it, Lu Qingting, and Yu Baimei also noticed the movement, but the two of them, one was not yet a martial saint, and the other had lost all his true energy, even if they looked around, they didn't see anything.
"Four months ago, Northwest King Yulong came out of seclusion, killed the Black Mountain old demon in one battle, and captured Qisha City. In the following more than two months, he fought for 80,000 miles and slaughtered most of the masters of the Eight Heavenly Wolf Divisions.
…”
Looking at the dragon looming in the clouds and mist in the distance, Li Yuan took a deep breath and said:
"Seven Kills King's City, Qingshakou, Dingshan Pass, Yushan...all the important cities have been destroyed!
Ashinata, Ashidexiong, Geshulong and other masters are all dead!
The Relic Tuli Tribe, the Sunong Tribe, the Zhishu Tribe, the Bayan Tribe, the Duduyiyi Tribe, the Ayan Tribe, and the Cuoliyu Tribe... were all broken up!
Most of the 700,000 string-controlling men in the Golden Horde were killed in the battle, and the remaining troops fled...
In just three months, the vitality of the Sirius Dynasty has been shattered!"
…
Li Yuan's words were concise and to the point, without any exaggeration. He just restated the information he had obtained in a cold voice.
Lu Qingting and Yu Baimei both took a deep breath and looked at each other, feeling a little numb:
"In three months, the Sirius Dynasty will be destroyed?!"
The destruction of a country in March is not unrecorded in ancient history, but most of them were small countries that were separated from each other, and they may not be as big as the Ming Dynasty.
Sirius is different!
The Heavenly Wolf Court is the largest country in the world. It has millions of soldiers who dare to fight, and tens of thousands of people. Its territory is vast, even greater than that of the Ming Dynasty!
Such a behemoth was actually destroyed by March?!
"Although it is not destroyed, it is not far away."
Li Yuan was silent:
"The northwest king's achievements have probably surpassed those of Zhang Xuanba back then. He traveled four months without stopping, spanning 80,000 miles of snowfields..."
There is no limit beyond the Great Wall, and it is impossible to destroy a country in three months. As one of the three dynasties with the same name as the Ming Dynasty, the Sirius Dynasty is not comparable to those small countries.
However, the Sirius royal family and high-ranking nobles suffered a large number of casualties, and the rest also panicked and fled in confusion.
Under the pursuit of the three masters Wang Muzhi, Lin Qitian, and Wei Zhengxian, there were very few survivors. Although the country was not destroyed, it was not far from being destroyed.
And the person who caused all this is actually one person!
"The martial arts is at its peak, and all the enemies are gone!"
Lu Qingting's heart was surging, and he looked at each other with his master and uncle, and such a thought could not help but appear in his mind at the same time.
In the world of martial arts, there has always been a saying that a great master can form an army with one man, and a martial saint can destroy the enemy's country with his men.
But its true meaning is that a great master can advance and retreat freely even if he is surrounded by an elite army, but a martial saint can do nothing even if he dedicates the power of a country.
Since ancient times, there has never been a Martial Saint in this world who has truly destroyed a great dynasty...
But...
"Are you waiting for him because of the Eternal Heavenly Wheel Temple?"
After being shocked, Yu Baimei took the lead to calm down and looked at Li Yuan.
He and Li Yuan only had a master-disciple relationship for three years, but he knew him very well.
Back then, the reason why he didn't bring this disciple back to Xuankong Mountain had nothing to do with the country or his hatred.
In fact, what he does is too unscrupulous.
In order to take revenge, he could put down everything and let the monks he hated the most drive him for more than a hundred years, and he worked diligently!
"After Fanruyi died, all the states in Dali rebelled. Within a few years, more than 3,000 temples were destroyed, and more than 800,000 bald donkeys were killed..."
Li Yuan looked indifferent.
In the past few years, he has been competing with the masters of the Eternal Heavenly Wheel Temple such as the Red Sun Dharma King.
There were countless casualties between them, but he finally gained the upper hand.
"Blessings and Immeasurable Heavenly Lord!"
Yu Baimei recited a Taoist slogan before saying:
"Buddhism often talks about karma and retribution, and this is how they get what they deserve."
Dali is very special.
Not only in the present day, but also looking at the past three thousand years, it is also an extremely special country.
Its zhengjiaoheyi is called a dynasty, but it is actually a sect.
Led by the Eternal Tianlun Temple, there are eighteen people in the country, and the hierarchy is so strict that it is outrageous.
If a low-level person accidentally steps on the shadow of a high-level person, he will be killed on the spot.
And this person cannot be changed and will be passed down from generation to generation!
And the eighteen people above and below, without exception, all have to worship the Buddhas of Tianlun Temple as their lifelong faith, burn incense and kowtow day and night.
Because of this extremely harsh human system, the riots in Dali have never stopped for two hundred years.
And the years after Fan Ruyi's death have become even more intense!
"They all deserve to die!"
Li Yuan's face twitched violently and quickly calmed down:
"...Overthrowing the Tianlun Temple is the aspiration of millions of people. Therefore, the masters that the Red Sun Dharma King can mobilize are ten times better than mine, but I still have the upper hand..."
"However, just when I was about to attack Eternal Mountain, a clay statue came out of the mountain behind..."
…
"A clay statue?"
In the mist, above the dragon's head, Yang Yu tilted his ears slightly, as if he heard the conversation between the three people in the ruined temple.
"My lord, your lord, you really don't want to rest?"
On the dragon's back, the Dragon King of Beihai had already fallen unconscious and did not know whether to live or die. Jiang Xiazi's face was as pale as a ghost and his breath was dying.
The way he looked at Yang Yu was like seeing a legendary monster and ferocious beast.
Four months!
For more than four months, except for the fact that the blood dragon was exhausted, his feet had almost never touched the ground!
Traveling 80,000 miles across the country may sound heroic, but it is actually incredibly hard!
The flight speed of the blood dragon is much faster than that of the eagle. If you are on top of it, let alone sleeping, you may even be thrown off if you are not careful.
Even though he was ten years old, his condition was still extremely bad and he wished he could fall asleep for ten days and a half.
But the northwest king in front of him seems to have endless energy. He has been running back and forth for four months, fighting hundreds of battles, and his breath has not declined at all!
"good!"
Jiang Xiazi begged, not expecting a response, but he actually nodded.
"Watch that old dragon."
Popping out a pill, without waiting for a reply, Yang Yu's figure had disappeared into the clouds.
Huhu~
Amidst the violent sound of breaking through the sky, Lu Qingting and Yu Baimei also saw the strange phenomenon in the sky.
Just then, a figure was seen cutting through the sea of clouds, like a meteor, dragging a long cloud of gas explosion towards here.
"His aura seems to be a little stronger than before..."
Yu Baimei's eyelids twitched.
Although his true energy had dissipated, his eyesight was still there, and he was keenly aware of the changes in the energy of the person coming. He was filled with surprise and shock.
He was like this, and Li Yuan felt it more deeply than he did.
"This breath..."
Li Yuan's heart trembled.
He has been in the military for more than a hundred years. He has seen most of the masters in the world and even fought against Zhang Xuanba twice.
But the sense of crisis brought to him by the person in front of him exceeded that of Fan Ruyi and Zhang Xuanba!
Phew~
It fell like thunder, but it landed silently.
As the air flow dispersed, Yang Yu had arrived in front of the temple and raised his hand slightly:
"Master Yu, Brother Lu, long time no see."
"Your Majesty is polite."
The two returned the favor.
Li Yuan then raised his hand and lowered his posture:
"Li Yuan, I have met the prince."
Yang Yu glanced at Li Yuan coldly:
"Since you knew Yang was coming, how dare you come alone?"
"With your current practice, what difference does it make if someone comes one day or tens of thousands of people come?"
Li Yuan shook his head slightly, seeming to smile bitterly:
"The last time I shot the prince with an arrow, I had to do it out of necessity, but from beginning to end, Li did not want to be an enemy of the prince..."
Feeling the stinging pain on his back, Li Yuan felt tense in his heart.
His words were somewhat flattering, but he understood that if the person in front of him wanted to take action, there would be no difference between being alone and leading thousands or ten thousand people.
You can escape, but you can't win.
"Yeah?"
Yang Yu was noncommittal.
He didn't pay much attention to Li Yuan's words, he responded casually and walked into this ruined temple.
While talking with Lu Qingting and Yu Baimei, his eyes wandered around the temple, and finally landed on the statue.
"Every word Li said is true."
Li Yuan smiled slightly and seemed not to care at all.
"The Patriarch of Nine Heavens Conquering Demons..."
Yang Yu looked at the statue up and down, with a faint solemnity in his eyes.
In the world of mountains and seas, there is no shortage of statues of gods. It’s just that during the Ming Dynasty, mountains were cut down to destroy temples, and there were almost no temples for obscenity.
Over the years, he has seen many statues of gods, but the one that made him vaguely fearful, apart from the 'White Bone Bodhisattva', was the statue of the Patriarch of Nine Heavens Conquering Demons in front of him.
He actually didn't care about Li Yuan's prying eyes. What he looked back at was never the former, but the statue!
Even dozens of miles away, he could faintly notice something strange.
"This god is the founder of the Nine Heavens Conquering Demons. According to legend, he was a great god from ancient times who was responsible for conquering demons..."
Seeing that he seemed to be interested in this statue, Li Yuan took the initiative to speak:
"Thousands of years ago, the land of Dali was filled with the belief of this great god. According to legend, Dali was the place where this great god was seated..."
"The place of sitting and transformation..."
With his eyes lowered, the eyes of heaven opened, and Yang Yu looked at it very carefully, waiting for half a cup of tea before and after.
Just when Lu Qingting was a little confused, he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed it empty.
"Um?"
Li Yuan seemed to be aware of it, and doubts flashed in his eyes.
Yang Yu had already converged his eyes and turned around:
"You said before that a clay sculpture came out of the mountain behind Eternal Heavenly Wheel Temple?"
Good night, good night everyone, my hands are actually injured, so I started typing with different fingers, so slow... By the way, I recommend a book called "I, the Protagonist of Empress Simulator"