Part 2

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It was almost time, he thought.

He should go to hell too.

The ink burns, the word rain.

The first king of the cultivation world.

It is not easy to sit in this position, it requires not only superb spells, but also a thick skin as solid as a rock.

Before him, the ten major sects in the cultivation world were standing in the same court, and the dragons and tigers were entrenched. The sects are constrained by each other, and no one can change the world by themselves. What's more, all the heads are well-read classics. Even if they want to seal their titles for fun, they will be shy about the historian's pen, and they are afraid of being infamous.

But ink burning is different.

He is a hooligan.

In the end, he did what others dared not do. To drink the hottest wine in the world, marry the most beautiful woman in the world, first become the leader of the cultivator world, "Treading the Immortal Monarch", and then proclaim himself emperor.

All the people knelt down.

All those who were unwilling to kneel were slaughtered by him. In the years when he dominated the world, the world of comprehension was full of blood and sorrow. Countless righteous people died, and the Confucianism sect among the ten major sects died.

Later, even the teacher who taught Mo Ran could not escape the claws. He was defeated in the confrontation with Mo Ran, and was taken back to the palace by his former lover to be imprisoned, and no one knew his whereabouts.

Originally, the great country of He Qinghaiyan suddenly became cloudy.

Emperor Dog has not read the book for a few days, and he is a person with no taboos, so during his time in power, absurd things emerged one after another, and he said the year.

In his first three years as emperor, the era name "Wang Ba" came to him when he was sitting by the pond feeding the fish.

In the second three years, the era name was "呱", because he heard frogs croaking in the courtyard in summer, and he believed that this was a godsend inspiration and should not be disappointed.

The well-educated people in the folk thought that there would be no more terrible era than "Wang Ba" and "Gua", but they still didn't know anything about Mo Weiyu.

In the third three years, the locality began to move. Whether it was Buddhist, Taoist, or spiritual practice, those righteous people in the rivers and lakes who could not bear the government of the ink-burning bào began to launch one after another uprising.

So, this time, the ink burned seriously for a long time, and after countless drafts, a shocking year of crying ghosts and gods was born - "halberd".

The meaning is good. The two words that Shi Huang racked his brains came up with the good intention of "stop the army and stop fighting". It's just a little embarrassing to talk about.

Especially the illiterate, it sounds even more embarrassing.

The first year is called the first year of the halberd, which sounds like the first year of the year.

The second year is called the second year of Jiba.

jība three years.

Someone closed the door and scolded him: "It's ridiculous, why don't you come to age! When you see a man in the future, you don't have to ask the other party Guigeng, just ask him how many years Chen Jiba! A hundred-year-old old man is called a hundred-year-old Chen. jība!"

After three years of hard work, the era title "Hajiba" is finally going to be turned over.

Everyone in the world is anxiously waiting for His Majesty's fourth year title, but this time the ink burns but has no intention of taking it, because in this year, the movement of the comprehension world finally broke out. The righteous warriors and heroes of immortals and heroes who had swallowed their voices for nearly ten years, finally joined forces to form an army of one million, the first emperor of the palace, Mo Weiyu.

The world of comprehension does not need emperors.

In particular, there is no need for such a bào gentleman.

After months of bloody crusades, the rebels finally came to the foot of the mountain of death and life. This steep mountain in the middle of Shu is surrounded by clouds and mist all year round, and the ink-burning palace stands majestically at the top.

The arrow is on the string, and only the last blow is left to overthrow the bào government. But this blow is also the most dangerous. Seeing the dawn of victory, the Allied forces who originally shared the same enemy began to have different hearts. The old emperor is destroyed, and the new order will be rebuilt. No one wants to waste their own energy at this time, so no one wants to be the vanguard of this formation and take the lead in attacking the mountain.

They were all afraid that this cunning and ruthless Lord Bào would suddenly descend from the sky, revealing wildly shining white teeth, and tear open the belly of the people who dared to besiege his palace, tearing them into pieces.

Someone's face was solemn and he said, "Mo Weiyu's magic power is high and he is poisonous. We should be cautious and don't follow his way."

The generals joined in.

However, at this time, a young man with extremely handsome features and an extravagant face walked out. He was wearing silver-blue light armor, a belt with a lion's head, a high ponytail, and a neat silver hair buckle at the bottom.

The young man's face was ugly. He said, "It's all at the foot of the mountain. You guys are still here and you refuse to go up. Do you want to wait for Mo Weiyu to climb down by himself? What a bunch of timid waste!"

As soon as he said that, the people around him exploded.

"How did Mr. Xue say that? What does it mean to be cowardly? In all military affairs, caution is the top priority. If you want to ignore it like you, who will be responsible if something goes wrong?"

Someone immediately mocked: "Hehe, Young Master Xue is the favored son of heaven, we are only ordinary people, since the favored son of heaven can't wait to compete with the Emperor of the Human Realm, then you can go up the mountain first. We are at the foot of the mountain. It would be great to have a banquet and wait for you to lift Mo Weiyu's head off."

The words were a little more agitated. An old monk in the Allied army hurriedly stopped the young man who was about to attack, changed to a squire face, and persuaded harmoniously:

"Young Master Xue, please listen to the old monk. The old monk knows that you and Mo Weiyu have a deep personal hatred. But the matter of the Bi Palace is of great importance. You must consider it for everyone, and don't take it easy."

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