Chapter 287 Use millions of lives to divert the underworld!
"Yes, King Wu had some cultivation back then!"
Jiang Huanyue smiled sweetly: "The Imperial Master is not like an ordinary Qin person!"
"However, after King Wu, the lineage of Emperor Zhou has no more cultivation!" At this point, Jiang Huanyue seemed to have thought of something, and said towards Huang, "However, according to rumors, Ji Gongni has a cultivation level of no less than
For me at this moment!"
"Moreover, even if King Wu has some cultivation, he will still die early..."
"Now in the Central Plains, there are so many countries in the world, and there is no longer a king with a high level of cultivation."
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Feng Yuyan and others didn't take it seriously when they heard this secret, because they had known it for a long time.
Only the corpse was a little shocked, but he could accept it in his heart.
Only Huang, at this moment, the thoughts in his mind turned over and over again.
"Zheng Zhuanggong has it, doesn't he?"
Huang smiled with a smile on his face, but it was a little cold: "Even if there is only a trace of the inheritance of the demon clan, it is enough to make Duke Zheng Zhuang powerful and become the most powerful person in the world!"
At this time, Huang had a clear understanding of things about Duke Zheng Zhuang, King Xuan of Zhou, King Ping of Zhou and others, and the veil was lifted on Duke Zheng Zhuang's dominance.
At this moment, Huang felt a little cold, and he really hoped that his guess was wrong.
Otherwise, Duke Zheng Zhuang should die and be nailed to the pillar of shame in history.
"Zizi, among the information you have gathered, is there any information about the number of people killed in the war in the Zheng Kingdom, and whether there were large-scale killings in the Zheng Kingdom?"
Hearing this, Zhizi frowned and thought for a while, then turned to Huang and said, "Master, after the Zheng State got rid of the civil strife, there were mutual conquests with the Song State, Wei State and other countries."
"In the thirty-seventh year of Duke Zhuang of Zheng, King Huan of Zhou led an army to attack the state of Zheng. Duke Zhuang of Zheng led an army to fight against him at Suige..."
"But there is no detailed number of killed in any of them..."
"However, there are rumors that during the reign of Duke Zheng Zhuang, Xinzheng's generation, Jingxian and others turned into ghost towns overnight. However, according to classic records, Jingxian was far more prosperous than Xinzheng..."
Hearing what the corpse said, Huang's eyes were full of murderous intent, and his whole body was filled with coldness: "The records in the classics may not be false, but these rumors are most likely true!"
At this moment, Jiang Huanyue's eyes moved and she stopped talking.
He just looked at Huang with a very strange expression.
Jiang Huanyue unanimously believed that Huang was a genius in cultivation, or at least a genius in martial arts. His calculations on people's hearts were far above theirs.
However, after listening to Huang's reasoning, Jiang Huanyue believed that Huang was far more terrifying than she imagined.
Hundreds of years have passed, and what happened in the past has long been covered up by the years, which made Huang and others die. What happened at that time.
"Master, what do you mean, Duke Zhuang of Zheng, used death to divert the underworld?" Feng Zheng's eyes were full of fear, but he knew that to accomplish this, countless people would have to die.
At least a million people are needed.
"Probably!"
Huang nodded and pointed at Cheng Ying: "This city is too small, neither the layout nor the luck is enough to nourish Huangquan!"
"There is a underworld in this world. It's just that the underworld is redirected. Such things are so outrageous and resentful..." At this moment, Feng Zheng still couldn't believe it.
If Zheng Zhuanggong had carried out such killings back then, someone would have stopped him.
"National Master, when Emperor Zhou was still powerful, it was impossible for the ancient clans, Taoist sects and other forces to watch millions of people die or be injured in the Central Plains!" Feng Zheng shook his head, his face was as pale as paper, he didn't want to believe it.
"snort!"
With a cold snort, Huang said calmly: "Didn't the Emperor of Zhou organize it? But the Emperor of Zhou lost, and Duke Zheng Zhuang shot an arrow at the Emperor of Zhou. From then on, the royal power declined, and all conquests came from the Emperor, which became a thing of the past!"
"As for the monks, they may want to see Huangquan change its course more than Duke Zheng Zhuang!"
"After all, if Huangquan doesn't change its course, they
Even the underworld is nowhere to be found..."
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"National Master, the range has been found!"
At this moment, Nangong Qingcheng's voice came, interrupting everyone's conversation.
"It's not far from Cheng Ying's official office!"
At this moment, the little Taoist priest also arrived.
"good!"
Huang suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind and said to the little Taoist priest and Nangong Qingcheng, "Let's go there!"
"Corpse, determine the specific scope immediately!"
"good!"
Hearing this, the corpse's always sad face showed a smile, and he and the little Taoist priest hurriedly headed towards the official office.
Compared with other people who all have their own Xiao Jiujiu, Zhizi only wants to follow Huang to find the treasures of heaven, materials and earth so that he can take a step forward.
Corpse knows that what he has learned cannot change the destiny of a country.
Naturally, it is impossible to attract the fortune of the country and make oneself a saint immediately.
Confucius is an exception. He has no way to spread his teachings throughout the world and become as popular as Confucianism.
Of course, the most important thing for Confucius to be canonized was to open a private school, so as to attract the good fortune of the Central Plains.
His only way is to constantly replenish his skills, use powerful medicines to replenish his strength, and practice through life and death, so that he can take a step further and be on par with Confucius and others.
The road to becoming a saint in the human world is blocked by him.
Even among the rising stars in the Central Plains, only Wei Yang has such potential.
Nangong Qingcheng's face changed slightly. She was keenly aware that something was wrong with everyone's expressions. Huang had always been calm and composed, but at this moment, there was a cold murderous intention on her body.
Feng Zheng and the others had a look of fear on their faces, while Jiang Huanyue was also extremely shocked.
She knew in her heart that something must have happened during the period when she and the little Taoist priest determined the scope. She was a little curious and wanted to ask, but when the words came to her lips, she swallowed them again.
Because she saw Jiang Huanyue shaking her head.
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"National Master, this area is the place with the strongest aura of death. Even if there are government agencies here to suppress it, it still can't cover it up!"
Nangong Qingcheng explained to Huang, "Due to the death energy, there are almost no people living here, and the trees around are all short and lifeless!"
"These should be the effects of death energy!"
Hearing this, Huang became more and more certain of his previous guesses.
"It seems that the core is this official office."
Huang pointed at Cheng Ying's official office on the side and said in a serious tone: "Someone should have taken action to suppress the death energy here with the mighty righteousness of the official office!"
"It's just this official office that we want to enter..."
For a moment, Huang felt a little overwhelmed.
"This is the place with the most dead air, and it used to be the place with the best feng shui!"
The little Taoist priest smiled, turned to Huang, and said, "This is still the land of Korea. With the relationship between the National Preceptor and the Prime Minister, there should be no problem!"
Hearing this, Huang said to the little Taoist priest: "Go to Xinzheng and talk to Shen Xiang!"
"So as not to cause any misunderstanding!"
"But if the National Master comes like this, South Korea will definitely take a share!" Feng Yuyan's eyes flashed with a glint, and his attitude was clearly opposed.