Sitting with Lao Miao Zhu in a restaurant on the roadside, Wang Huai looked around and said with a smile: "I didn't expect there to be a restaurant in Lingcheng."

"Of course, there must be something in the place of Zen." Old Miao Zhu also laughed, "But Xin Qin had stipulated that only officials of seventh grade or above could go to the restaurant. However, since being exiled to the sea of ​​blood, the rules of this place have been slow.

There’s no need to be slow anymore, everyone can come.”

Da Qin governed the country according to Legalism, and New Qin, as the successor of Da Qin, naturally inherited all of Da Qin's political ideas.

The concept of Legalism is to strengthen the country but weaken the people. People do not need to know too many things, they only need to have their own skills, and then they can contribute to the country from generation to generation.

As for where the country should go and how it should take the future, it has nothing to do with you.

In order to implement this concept, the villages in Xinqin do not have names, but are divided according to functions and serial numbers. For example, "Fishing Village 543" is the best example.

But facts have proven that the Legalist approach no longer works.

In just half a year, without the constraints of Xin Qin, most areas of Lingcheng have begun to bloom, revealing the vitality that has been suppressed for a long time.

But this opportunity is not necessarily a good thing.

After sitting in the restaurant for a while, Wang Huai saw someone with a numb face, carrying a basket and a pair of children along the street and starting to hawk.

Wang Huaigang wanted to ask what was going on, but Lao Miao Zhu on the side was more surprised than him.

Seeing the man selling his son and daughter, Lao Miao Zhu walked up quickly and walked back dejectedly after a while.

Holding his head, Lao Miaozhu sighed: "We lost too quickly."

"What's wrong?"

"That guy listened to other people's lies and borrowed money to ask others to help him pray in the hope of winning a big prize."

After hearing this, Wang Huai frowned and asked in disbelief: "Then what?"

"We have nothing, so we have to sell our sons and daughters."

"The government doesn't care?"

"The government is the one who lends money."

"What about your temple?"

"Without faith, I have no time to take care of myself."

Sighing, Lao Miaozhu continued: "This person could have gone to the temple to farm. The temple of the natural god has its own land. As long as you have faith, you can use magic to remove blood and make plants grow quickly. Before,

If some poor people are out of food, they can borrow food from the shrine and return the same weight of food in the future. It doesn't matter if they even pay back, they can offset it by coming to help collect the food."

Wang Huai thought for a while and then asked: "You mean there is no belief in the gods of nature now? Even the temple has no food, so this family can only sell their children?"

"Yes. Belief is something that waxes and wanes. The people of Lingcheng originally worshiped the gods of nature, who helped to get rid of the blood. We have tried our best just to maintain this balance. But now, a new crystal has come.

If you look at the gods, 70% of your faith has been taken away in seven days, and the gods of nature cannot compete with them."

Wang Huai had seen the simulation before and knew that the crystal core god was invited in by Murong Sheng's god.

When it comes to the application of gods and beliefs, Shenming Dao is an expert.

Gods exist because of faith, and faith is born because of people's hearts. Therefore, the guys in the way of gods are masters at playing with people's hearts and know how to attack the weak points of people's hearts.

The Nature God Sect in Lingcheng has never dealt with this kind of situation before. Even if the nature god's divine power is of the third level, it still can't do anything to a sixth-level crystal core god.

However, Dazhou's method of dealing with the divine way was simple and crude, that is, killing.

Not only those who belong to the divine way must be killed, but also those who are related to the divine way must be killed.

Two hundred years after the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, rivers of blood flowed from the slaughter of gods. Only then did its influence be eradicated from the land of the Great Zhou Dynasty, turning it into a street rat hiding in XZ.

But the Blood Sea outside the Great Zhou Dynasty has not experienced these things, and it is expected that there will be no less conflicts in the future.

"Shen Ming Dao Murong Sheng, what does he want to do?"

"They probably want to restrict us." Ye Yuan on the side said, "Lingcheng is the place we must pass through. If we control this place, it will be difficult for our men to pass by. As long as we develop the people here into believers, then they

It can also contain us and prevent us from leaving."

Ye Yuangui is the Demon Emperor and has studied with Ye Hongwen and her mother for a long time. She has developed an overall view and is even more transparent than Wang Huai in seeing this kind of problem.

Smiling gratefully at Ye Yuan, Wang Huai quietly held Ye Yuan's hand, causing a sweet smile to appear on the other person's lips.

Seeing this scene, Lao Miaozhu felt that he was also a little excited, and lamented that he should not be too conservative when he was young.

After coming back to his senses, Lao Miaozhu continued to ask: "Then why do they want to stop you from going there? Where are you going?"

"Go to the capital and save Uncle Duan. Shen Mingdao contacted Xu Fu and made a big move in the capital, so they definitely don't want us to go there."

Closing his eyes, Wang Huai recalled the method of rescuing Uncle Duan. The key was to open the imperial mausoleum.

The imperial mausoleum was built by the New Qin Dynasty and contains countless mechanisms and formations. Generally, only members of the royal family can open it.

However, Emperor Duan of Xin Qin was not actually a descendant of the Duan family of Great Qin, so the person who could open it should be Duan Heng.

After recalling the nature of the imperial mausoleum, Duan Fei suddenly felt a headache.

In order to prevent future generations from being coerced and disturbing their ancestors, the imperial tomb must be opened when the descendants have normal consciousness, are not under coercion, and do so voluntarily.

In this way, Wang Huai's idea of ​​taking Duan Heng to the imperial mausoleum came to nothing.

It is easy to coerce a person with violence, but it is very troublesome to subdue a person mentally.

Taking a long breath, Wang Huai knew that he had another way.

But the prerequisite is that you must meet Duan Heng.

When I told Lao Miao Zhu about my thoughts, Lao Miao Zhu said awkwardly: "It's a bit difficult."

"What's wrong?"

"According to my informant, Duan Heng doesn't see anyone now. He plays with rocks in his room every day. Even his meals are brought in by others and he doesn't care who goes there."

"So autistic?"

"Sigh... I was incapable of discipline back then."

After thinking for a while, Wang Huai could only say: "Let's go to the temple to rest first. I will take action at night. When the time comes, the old temple wishes you to help me."

"Easy to say."

At night.

Murong Sheng was drinking tea in the courtyard, looking at Duan Heng in the palace holding pieces of gorgeous stones, laughing as if he was seeing his wife.

With a sneer, Murong Sheng continued to drink tea while watching Lingcheng's luck.

At this time, Lingcheng was surrounded by dark clouds, and invisible thunder and lightning shuttled through the dark clouds, which meant that the entire city was facing a disaster.

It's just that the people in the city don't know it yet, and are still immersed in the dream of praying and getting rich overnight. Little do they know that their own foundation has been destroyed by themselves, and the entire city has no future.

The gods are just a bunch of parasites, they will do anything for their faith.

Several times after being discovered by the Divine Path, they have been parasitized by the Divine Path. All the residents have turned into tools that only know how to pray for the gods of the Divine Path. Their minds are filled with the greatness of the gods, and they have been reduced to a group of prayer machines.

When this group of people die, the temple priests of the gods will go to the next world until all their faith is drained.

As for how many people will die in the middle...

They are not human beings, but used waste. Picking and picking can also be used to activate the Great Dark Tathagata's contemplation method and create several gods from the local heaven.

While drinking tea and admiring the stunning scenery before the city's destruction, Murong Sheng said with a smile: "Every time I watch it, I feel that this scene is very beautiful."

"Abnormal." The crystal core god in the fan said dissatisfied.

"Don't you like it?"

"For the gods, seeing the human race destroyed is like being stabbed in the heart. How miserable your deaths are, how painful it is for us gods."

"But you're still helping me."

"This is revenge, revenge against the human race. They created me and then abandoned me. If it weren't for the gods, I would have perished long ago."

After taking a sip of tea, Murong Sheng said calmly: "We're just taking advantage of each other."

"Um."

At this time, a streak of blood came from the horizon, and the handsome Blood Sea Lord, dressed in red robes, landed on Murong Sheng's head.

Jiedushi Duan Heng's dragon energy immediately sensed it. Although this dragon energy was somewhat contaminated, it still condensed the thoughts of millions of people and flew towards True Lord Blood Sea.

But as soon as he got closer, he saw the Blood Sea True Lord stretched out his hand, and a river of blood and a river intertwined with each other, entangled with the dragon's energy, and bound the dragon's energy to one side.

The river of blood is the embodiment of the way of blood and energy, while the river is the embodiment of the power of the natural gods.

Finding that the dragon energy could not be broken away for a while, Murong Sheng smiled slightly. The faith accumulated in these seven days instantly blessed the Crystal Core God, allowing the Crystal Core God to have the ability of a fourth-grade god in a short time.

The blessed Crystal Core God looks like a tall blue girl, except that her clothes and even her hair are all made of crystal stones. She looks like a goddess in ice crystals, exuding a sense of sanctity and inviolability.

At this time, Duan Heng in the room also sensed that something was wrong outside, and the black soldiers fiercely covered his body. He rushed out and pointed at True Lord Blood Sea in the air and shouted: "Who are you, and why do you dare to go wild in our Lingcheng?

"

"You are not very capable, but your temper is not small." True Lord Blood Sea said with a smile, "Who are you? Do you dare to show your true face and let me see you?"

"Why don't you dare!"

Taking off the black soldier's mask, Duan Heng revealed his fat face.
To be continued...