Chapter four hundred and forty fourth small dismount
From the remnant souls of those Taoists, I learned about several places where the fortunes of the Ming Dynasty gathered close to the border areas.
When I came to a mountain range more than a thousand miles away from the frontier, and found the place where luck condensed, I found that magic circles had been arranged around this area.
A magic circle that absorbs the power of luck!
I was high in the sky, looking at the area below, frowning slightly.
Several Taoists were sitting cross-legged in the formation, and there was a black jar in front of them. The power of luck condensed in this area was being continuously extracted by those black jars.
What are the Taoist people doing?
I can clearly feel that the power of the earth's veins in this area is rapidly declining. This is not the normal power to extract luck. This is obviously to drain the water and completely drain all the luck here!
The consequence of this is that after the luck here completely disappears, the area with a radius of thousands of miles will gradually lose its vitality. The residents living in this area will suffer from natural and man-made disasters from time to time, and they will lose their vitality.
With the protection and blessing of luck, the land of Ming Dynasty is like being bitten off a piece by someone.
It is impossible for Taoist people not to understand the consequences of such a thing, but they still do it, which is very thought-provoking.
Taoist sect has been established as the state religion by the Ming Dynasty, but they secretly extract the luck of the Ming Dynasty. What on earth do they want to do?
I didn't think too much and went straight towards the large formation covering the area.
The power protection of this large formation is comparable to the level of the primary level of supernatural powers. My full blow, even without the help of the power of the inner world, can blast open such a large formation.
"Rumble..."
Accompanied by bursts of dull roars, the large formation that shrouded here instantly collapsed, and violent power spread out in all directions, rocks rolled, and smoke filled the sky.
The Taoists who were controlling the formation to absorb the power of luck all trembled all over, and blood spurted out from their mouths and noses.
Before they could react, my figure had already appeared in front of them, looking at them with cold eyes, and said in a deep voice: "What do you want to do when you are so crazy about absorbing the power of national destiny?"
These Taoists all looked at me coldly, and without saying a word, they blew themselves up!
That's right, these bastards were so straightforward, or it could be said that the mark on their souls prompted them to self-destruct directly without any begging for mercy or resistance.
"Boom boom boom..."
The self-destruction of these guys allowed me to control it within a small area with the power of heaven and earth. It did not affect this area too much, and it did not damage the black earthen jars that store the power of luck.
I frowned and looked at the area where they self-destructed. The power of the inner heaven and earth surged out, condensing a few residual soul memories, but I couldn't get anything useful from it.
Damn it, the Taoist sect is a bit evil!
If you really want to carry forward the glory of Taoism in this world, why should you leave a mark on the souls of these Taoism people?
My intuition tells me that the Heavenly Master has a big plan!
I didn't think much about this issue. With a wave of my hand, I sent the black jars that stored the power of luck directly into the inner world. Anyway, the power of luck was absorbed by the Taoists who had self-destructed before.
Yes, the cause and effect is not on me, so I don’t have any psychological burden when I devour it.
I didn't stop here and continued to rush to another place where the power of luck gathers which is closer to here.
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The capital of the Daxia Kingdom is in Fengyang Mansion.
Qin Ling'er and Qin Jing led a group of old guys to the courtyard loft where I lived. My clone was already waiting here, sitting with Wu Ge drinking tea and chatting.
"Sir, Li Daru and the others are here!" Qin Jing said respectfully outside the courtyard.
"Come in!" My clone responded quietly.
A dozen old people followed Qin Ling'er and Qin Jing into the courtyard. Many of them stared at me with ugly expressions, while Li Daru had a complicated expression and sighed repeatedly.
Only four days after the old emperor announced his abdication, many of the great human scholars in the Great Xia Dynasty who were guarding the counties and cities had already received the news and rushed to the royal capital as quickly as possible.
There is only one emperor and one minister, this is nothing, everyone knows the truth.
However, since the founding of the Xia Dynasty, there has been no precedent for a woman to become an emperor. It is normal for Confucian disciples to be unable to accept such a thing for a while.
More than a dozen great scholars gathered together with a majestic momentum and awe-inspiring righteousness that instantly filled the entire courtyard and attic.
Among these great scholars, Li Chunqiu is considered the weakest, and the strongest great scholar is the short old man who leads the way. He looks like an old farmer, but he has the strongest righteousness and is a third-grade great scholar.
His name is Zhao Shou.
This Zhao Shou does not sit in the county like other great Confucians, but has been staying in the mountain range not far from the royal capital. The Confucian Academy is over there. He is the president of the contemporary Confucian Academy.
Although his combat power can only be compared to the peak level of supernatural powers, as the contemporary dean of the Confucian Academy of the Great Xia Dynasty, he was able to use the awe-inspiring righteousness of the Confucian Academy to reluctantly increase his combat power to a level close to that of a second-grade Confucian scholar.
, you can compete for a period of time with the strong men below the middle level in the Pseudo Wonderland.
In Qin Jing's words, this Zhao Shou has not left the Confucian Academy for many years. Ever since the old emperor practiced Taoism and ignored government affairs, Zhao Shou reprimanded the old emperor in the court and returned to the Confucian Academy.
The door is closed over there.
Looking at this posture now, it is obvious that he is here to ask for guilt!
Wu Ge looked at the group of unkind-faced Confucians with his teacup in his hand. He chuckled and said to me: "Confucian people are hard-tempered and have a stubborn temper. They would rather break than bend. Throughout the dynasties, no matter which country they are in, once the Confucian people get angry
If it does, the courts in every capital will be as big as a fight... Sir, how do you deal with it?"
"Go away and stay here!" my clone responded angrily.
Wu Ge chuckled, holding the tea cup and walked to the big tree not far away, waiting to watch the show. He also waved to Qin Jing and Qin Ling'er, indicating that they should come and be spectators together.
Regarding the attitude of the conversation between Wu Ge and me, the great scholars were all stunned for a moment. They looked at Wu Ge in confusion and then at me, with solemn and shocked expressions on their ugly faces.
These great Confucian scholars could clearly see the respectful expression shown by the Great Imperial Master, who was one person below ten thousand people in the Great Xia Dynasty, when he faced me, and it was normal for them to be shocked.
This is what Wu Ge and I deliberately showed to them, it can be regarded as a small show of strength!
