Chapter 927 The establishment of the Demon Dynasty
After Daoxuan, the Taoist Master of Zixiao Dojo, returned to Dongzhou, he sent famous invitations to all the sects in the world, summoning everyone to fight against the Demon Sect.
Although the three major forces do not have the right to forcefully order the sects, other sects also know that as long as the demon sect recovers, no normal monks will be able to survive.
The Tianxia sect responded immediately after receiving the letter. After all, this was not only to protect the world, but also to protect themselves, their parents, wives and children.
No one wants to become that terrifying monster.
So almost all the powerful people in the world gathered in the direction of Dahang. This made many businessmen feel the business opportunities. There must be a lot of items needed by so many people, so they rushed to Dahang to do business.
Mu Qianyu also realized that Daxing would be overcrowded in the future, so he asked Xiang Ziyou and the Changsheng Chamber of Commerce to transport a large amount of resources in advance, mainly pills.
She also did this to stabilize the market, otherwise the price of elixirs would skyrocket if there was a real war. There must be a large amount of goods there so that prices would not rise in a hurry and healthy development could be achieved.
At the same time, some cabinet ministers and officials from the Ministry of Rites were sent to arrange the residences of various major sects, just like the host.
Dongzhou Continent, which had just been calm for a short time, once again fell into a state of tension among the people. They could only hope that the army would win and return to the court soon.
One day ten days later, Mu Qianyu was sitting on the dragon chair in the Imperial Study Room, dangling his legs one by one, as lazily as a cat.
"hold head high!"
The dragon's roar echoed throughout the world, but Mu Qianyu immediately recognized that it was not Xiaoruo's voice, but another dragon's.
The other people in the Royal Study also looked at each other, there were actually other dragons?
Mu Qianyu teleported to the top of the palace and looked to the south, where a handsome black dragon of luck soared into the sky.
Immediately afterwards, luck gradually appeared in the sky on the sandbank. In the end, all the luck did not inhale the jade seal and himself like Mu Qianyu, but was absorbed into the ink-colored mountains and rivers. It is the people of the world who bear the luck, not the emperor.
Great luck.
Of course, monsters like Mu Qianyu and Ying Yi are exceptions. They are good candidates who are born to be emperors.
"The Demon Sect has actually established a dynasty. The entire sandbank is so huge, so there is not a lot of luck that can be obtained." Liu Xiner stood aside and said with some worry.
"It's easy to say in terms of luck, he must be much worse than me. It's just that the disciples of the Demon Sect are extremely strong and are really difficult to deal with." Mu Qianyu frowned slightly.
At this moment, the sacrifice to the sky is over, and there is only a black light rising into the sky above the platform, which is where the mountain and river books are held.
Although I can't hear it, it's the scene where all the people are shouting long live. It's so spectacular.
After a while, a white-clothed figure appeared on the roof. Luo Wuxian put one hand behind his back, straightened his back, and looked towards the south towards the light pillar rising into the sky.
"The position is still unstable, but the ambition is not small." Luo Wuxian's voice was gentle, but his tone was slightly harsh.
"Now they are fully prepared and will attack us at any time." Mu Qianyu simply sat down, holding a white jade wine flask in his hand.
Luo Wuxian turned his head and looked at her and said: "I'll let you go. The three major forces have already been dispatched, so you don't have to be too stressed."
"You are flattering me by saying this. There are so many strong people here, it's not my turn to worry about it." Mu Qianyu chuckled lightly and raised the wine bottle towards him: "Would you like a sip?"
After Daoxuan, the Taoist Master of Zixiao Dojo, returned to Dongzhou, he sent famous invitations to all the sects in the world, summoning everyone to fight against the Demon Sect.
Although the three major forces do not have the right to forcefully order the sects, other sects also know that as long as the demon sect recovers, no normal monks will be able to survive.
The Tianxia sect responded immediately after receiving the letter. After all, this was not only to protect the world, but also to protect themselves, their parents, wives and children.
No one wants to become that terrifying monster.
So almost all the powerful people in the world gathered in the direction of Dahang. This made many businessmen feel the business opportunities. There must be a lot of items needed by so many people, so they rushed to Dahang to do business.
Mu Qianyu also realized that Daxing would be overcrowded in the future, so he asked Xiang Ziyou and the Changsheng Chamber of Commerce to transport a large amount of resources in advance, mainly pills.
She also did this to stabilize the market, otherwise the price of elixirs would skyrocket if there was a real war. There must be a large amount of goods there so that prices would not rise in a hurry and healthy development could be achieved.
At the same time, some cabinet ministers and officials from the Ministry of Rites were sent to arrange the residences of various major sects, just like the host.
Dongzhou Continent, which had just been calm for a short time, once again fell into a state of tension among the people. They could only hope that the army would win and return to the court soon.
One day ten days later, Mu Qianyu was sitting on the dragon chair in the Imperial Study Room, dangling his legs one by one, as lazily as a cat.
"hold head high!"
The dragon's roar echoed throughout the world, but Mu Qianyu immediately recognized that it was not Xiaoruo's voice, but another dragon's.
The other people in the Royal Study also looked at each other, there were actually other dragons?
Mu Qianyu teleported to the top of the palace and looked to the south, where a handsome black dragon of luck soared into the sky.
Immediately afterwards, luck gradually appeared in the sky on the sandbank. In the end, all the luck did not inhale the jade seal and himself like Mu Qianyu, but was absorbed into the ink-colored mountains and rivers. It is the people of the world who bear the luck, not the emperor.
Great luck.
Of course, monsters like Mu Qianyu and Ying Yi are exceptions. They are good candidates who are born to be emperors.
"The Demon Sect has actually established a dynasty. The entire sandbank is so huge, so there is not a lot of luck that can be obtained." Liu Xiner stood aside and said with some worry.
"It's easy to say in terms of luck, he must be much worse than me. It's just that the disciples of the Demon Sect are extremely strong and are really difficult to deal with." Mu Qianyu frowned slightly.
At this moment, the sacrifice to the sky is over, and there is only a black light rising into the sky above the platform, which is where the mountain and river books are held.
Although I can't hear it, it's the scene where all the people are shouting long live. It's so spectacular.
After a while, a white-clothed figure appeared on the roof. Luo Wuxian put one hand behind his back, straightened his back, and looked towards the south towards the light pillar rising into the sky.
"The position is still unstable, but the ambition is not small." Luo Wuxian's voice was gentle, but his tone was slightly harsh.
"Now they are fully prepared and will attack us at any time." Mu Qianyu simply sat down, holding a white jade wine flask in his hand.
Luo Wuxian turned to look at her and said, "I'll let you go. The three major forces have already been dispatched, so you don't have to worry too much."
This is a compliment to me. There are so many strong people here, and it’s not my turn to worry about it.” Mu Qianyu chuckled lightly and raised the wine bottle towards him: “Would you like a sip?”