Please calm down your anger

Chapter 403

"Do you dare to accept the knife!"

Mrs. Wang's questioning voice was sonorous and powerful.

All eyes were on the prince.

The eyes of tens of thousands of people on Tianjie are dull. They have been affected by the method of ghost sacrifice, but they still stare at the prince.

These are people in despair.

They were powerless to resist, or even struggle, and risked their lives just to ask for an explanation, a justice!
It's already on the edge of a cliff, and if he doesn't get a satisfactory answer, he might immediately turn into a demon and infect the divine way of the country.

In the distance, there are more people watching.

They were also looking at the prince.

Not everyone has the guts, and not everyone falls into despair, but if this matter is not handled well, the prestige of the royal family will be greatly reduced. It will be difficult for Dayan to continue the national destiny, let alone unify the human race!
The ancestors of the Luo family in Haizhou and the ancestors of the Nannan family all looked at the prince coldly. Behind them, the children of the family who stayed in Shendu gathered silently.

Now it is the time of life and death for the family, if the crown prince takes this sword and targets them, then he has no choice but to fight to the death!
squeak...

Above the imperial city, the Imperial Forest Army's bows and arrows are like a forest, billowing evil spirits are gathering, aiming directly at the soldiers and horses of the southern states.

The ancestor of the Chen family's eyes flickered fiercely, staring at the ancestor of the Luo family, as long as the other party dared to make any changes, he would kill him immediately!

The prince's team was full of murderous intent, secretly moving their steps, staring at the southern states.

Wang Xuan was naturally no exception.

He vaguely sensed a terrifying force from the ancestor of the Luo family, and the other party probably had hidden hands.

What will happen today?
To be honest, he didn't know either.

The interests of the royal family, the aristocratic family, the dharma lineage, and the common people are all entangled with each other, and it is almost a deadlock. If one is not careful, it will be a catastrophe.

He suddenly thought of the annotation he saw in the ancient book "History of Wei": In the event of a catastrophe, even if there are countless talents, they will not be able to recover.

Prince Duguxi's mind was buzzing.

He was pale and had never felt such pressure.

As Yanhuang said, if you get this knife today, you will solve the problem, but there must be sacrifices.

Royal family, aristocratic family, common people...

It depends on who is being sacrificed.

The family in the south really deserves to die, but they have been operating in several southern states for thousands of years. If they don't handle it properly, Dayan doesn't know how many people will be displaced.

Thinking of this, Prince Duguxi suddenly had a flash of inspiration, cupped his hands and said in a deep voice: "Master, I remember you once taught me that blood must be seen when a knife is drawn out of the sheath, but only when it is in the sheath, the threat is the greatest. I don't know..."

A weary smile appeared on Mrs. Wang's face, "The prince is indeed lenient, but there are some things that must be explained."

After saying that, the mighty righteous energy all over his body suddenly condensed, and the blazing light converged in his hand, vaguely forming a scabbard shape, flickering indefinitely.

puff!
Master Wang spat a mouthful of blood, his face became more haggard, and his eyes were a little loose.

Everyone was shocked.

They wouldn't be so foolish as to think that this matter would be over when Mrs. Wang died.

The method of ghost sacrifice has already been formed, and it all depends on Master Wang to use his own awe-inspiring righteous energy to gather all the energy and spirit to restrain him.

In other words, this famous and well-connected master of the three generations of emperors forged the scabbard with his own life.

In the air, Zhenjun Guangyuan sighed slightly, and the faint Xuantian Seal in his hand buzzed and trembled.

Naturally, it is impossible for him to let this evil thing be born, and the damage to the Sheji Shinto is too great.

"Hey... What a stubborn old man..."

A sigh suddenly sounded from the crowd, and then an old man in a Confucian robe walked out slowly, and came to Master Wang, with a white aura soaring into the sky.

Wang Xuan was slightly taken aback, "Master Liu?"

Liu Fuzi was the teacher of his father-in-law Mo Guanchao, and was in charge of Bingzhou Shanhai Academy. He was proficient in rhythm, calligraphy and painting.

When did you come to the capital of God?
At the same time, several old men in Confucian robes strode out, including the crown prince who worshiped Master Li.

They looked at each other and shook their heads, the awe-inspiring energy in their bodies surged up and poured into Master Wang's body at the same time.

hum!
The scabbard finally took shape, simple and unsophisticated, without a trace of pattern, as if the real energy was solidified, seemingly virtual and real.

Master Wang's dizzy pupils focused again, and he stretched out his hand to grab the void above.

hold head high--!
A vast and mournful dragon chant sounded, and the extremely thick black mist roared and roared like a long dragon twisting and twisting, and got into the scabbard.

The black fireworks blazed and gradually formed a knife handle. The ominous breath disappeared, but the palpitating resentment became more concentrated.

Mrs. Wang's face was covered with dense age spots, her white hair was falling out, and her figure became even more rickety.

"Is the prince afraid to take the knife?"

A trace of disappointment flashed in Master Wang's eyes, and then he slowly raised his hand, "This old man's sword of public opinion is compatible with the art of conferring gods. It can cut off the luck of the gods, worship evil gods, and cut down the ancestral temples of aristocratic families. Everyone in the world can take the sword !"

As he spoke, he slowly glanced around, "Who dares to take the knife!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.

No one expected that Mrs. Wang would come here.

At the same time, countless greedy eyes looked at the scabbard-like white glow wrapped in black flames in his hand.

This thing is actually the god nemesis?

The eyes of the ancestor of the Luo family instantly shone brightly.

With this thing, you can fight against the royal family!

He strode out and said in a deep voice, "This old man dares to take this saber!"

The ancestor of the Chen family sneered and stood in front of him, "Old Luo, you are not worthy of this thing!"

"Whether you deserve it or not is not up to you to decide!"

The ancestor of the Luo family looked at Master Wang and asked in a deep voice: "Master Wang, you said that everyone in the world can take this saber!"

Mrs. Wang nodded slightly, then looked behind her, and said in a cang voice, "To take the knife of public opinion, you have to give them an explanation first..."

"Explain?"

The ancestor of the Luo family was slightly stunned, and then he laughed, "Why is this so difficult, my Luo family is the most wealthy in the world, and within half a month, the price of grain can be stabilized."

"That's right!"

Several ancestors of the southern family also strode out, "We can also help with this matter."

Many people around were startled and cursed inwardly.

These few families are really greedy to the extreme. A few days ago, they said that they would stabilize the food price, but they were unwilling to live or die.

The eyes of many people in the prince's line were fierce.

Fang Tian's painted halberd in Wang Xuan's hand was also buzzing and trembling, and the golden light shone, he felt that it was better to kill these people first!

However, Master Wang shook his head slightly, and continued to ask: "And then?"

The ancestor of the Luo family was taken aback, "What do you mean, Master?"

Master Wang looked at the white awn in his hand, "The Knife of Public Opinion is not only an artifact of the country, but also like a divine art. Its power increases with the grievances of the people."

"After receiving this knife, I will settle the grievances on behalf of the people. Your Luo family has created a miasma in Haizhou. If this knife does not cut down the Luo family's ancestral temple, it will turn into a curse and burn your soul every night."

The ancestor of the Luo family froze, his eyes were cloudy, and he snorted coldly: "What kind of artifact, it's clearly an evil thing."

The ancestor of the Chen family was overjoyed, "Old Luo is cunning, I told you, you are not worthy!"

Wang Fuzi looked at the crown prince Duguxi again, "His Royal Highness, the country is a weapon to control the world, and the people's will is a knife to alert oneself. Do you... dare to take the knife?"

In the direction of the imperial palace, in the dense golden light, Yan Huangfa, who is crowned in a gown robe, snorted coldly: "Master, this...is different from what we said!"

Master Wang showed a weak smile, "Your Majesty, forgive me, the old minister lied to you!"

"you!"

With a click, a corner of the Promise Hall of the Imperial Palace collapsed.

"I come!"

A voice came from far to near, and in an instant there was a tall figure in the field, with fluttering beard and hair, and sharp eyes. It was Yan Guhong, the leader of the robbers.

Yan Guhong looked at the crowd and sneered: "They're all pretending to be confused. Master means, holding this knife is to vent grievances for the people. You are all from aristocratic families and look down on all sentient beings. Which one has the guts to take this knife?"

"This knife is still for the old man to pick up!"

Master Wang raised his head and said, "Kuei Yan, what explanation do you want to give today, and what will you do in the future?"

"Isn't that easy?"

Yan Guhong's eyes were cold, "Royal family, aristocratic family, dharma lineage, whoever makes this artifact dissatisfied, the old man will destroy his country, destroy his ancestral temple, and let the people of the world have a good time!"

Master Wang didn't speak, but silently raised the public opinion knife in his hand.

Yan Guhong strode forward and stretched out his hand, but looking at Mrs. Wang's calm eyes, he gradually became hesitant.

He suddenly sneered, and stepped back, saying: "Master, you don't pay attention. No one in the world has selfish desires. Taking this thing is troublesome. You clearly want to make a saint!"

Mrs. Wang ignored him, turned around and glanced around again, coughed a few times, and his face became weaker and weaker: "Everyone, no one dares to take the knife?"

Before the palace, there was silence.

If there were still people who were greedy before, but after being pointed out by Yan Guhong, when they looked at Minyi Dao again, their eyes had changed.

Some people frowned slightly, while others regarded it like a poisonous scorpion.

Wang Xuan was silent for a while, he didn't want to take this saber either.

Longevity and joy, happiness in the world of mortals, he wants too much, upholding justice for the people is fine, but this sword is a cage for him.

I dare not accept it, nor do I want to accept it!

The disappointment in Master Wang's eyes became more and more intense, and he held the public opinion knife and looked at the few old men in Confucian robes around him: "Several juniors, do you dare to take the knife?"

Master Li shook his head slightly, "After receiving this saber, I won't survive half a month, Junior Brother."

Master Liu opened his mouth with guilt in his eyes.

Yan Guhong sneered from the side and said, "This stuff can only be picked up by a sage who has no desire, Zhenjun Guangyuan is the most qualified."

In the sky, Zhenjun Guangyuan was silent for a while, "The way is different, this thing will be even more harmful if it is in my hands."

When everyone heard it, they immediately understood.

If the Taiyi Sect is in charge of Shinto, if it wins the sword of public opinion, in order to protect the incense and divine power, it is likely that it will immediately become an enemy of the royal family and aristocratic families, and be coerced by public opinion. It will gradually go mad like the ancient Wu Kingdom.

Holding the public opinion knife, Mrs. Wang silently glanced around, "No one dares to pick it up?"

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Prince Duguxi again, and said in a trembling voice: "Your Highness, I still don't understand what this old man intends!"

Wang Xuan shook his head slightly, and suddenly said in a low voice: "Your Highness, holding this saber, you will have the ambition of being an emperor. If you don't accept it today, the one who will rule the human race in the future will definitely not be Dayan!"

After hearing this, Prince Lonely Xi's eyes gradually became firm, and he strode forward and stretched out his hand to grab it, and the white scabbard that seemed imaginary but real fell into his hand in an instant.

He looked around, "Today, I, Duguxi, swear here that the hundreds of millions of people in Central Earth are my blood relatives, regardless of the royal family, aristocratic family, or Dharma lineage, in my eyes, they are all equal to ordinary people. Restore the luck of the human race!"

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at the imperial palace, and took a deep breath, "My son took over the sword of public opinion today, and established the ambition of being emperor, what about the emperor's will?"

"Hahaha…"

An old laugh came from the palace, "My son has this ambition, and I am very relieved. From today on, the crown prince will supervise the country, and anyone in the royal family who disobeys will be killed!"

"Thank you, Father!"

Crown Prince Duguxi looked at the crowd again, "From today onwards, the royal family, aristocratic families, and Dharma lineages will work together to stabilize prices and stabilize people's hearts. What do you think?"

Wang Xuan cupped his hands calmly and said, "Obey."

The ancestors of the Chen family and others glanced at each other, they all clasped their hands together and said, "I would like to obey the order of the crown prince."

At this moment, Shangguan Qiu and the others arrived in a hurry, they all clasped their hands together and said: "We will follow the order of the prince."

They are not stupid, with such a loud voice today, Mr. Wang has forged the sword of public opinion and occupied the righteousness. If he hesitates for a moment, he will inevitably face disaster.

Prince Duguxi nodded slightly, and looked towards the southern states, "Old Luo, I will not pursue the past, but what do you think about today's matter?"

The face of the ancestor of the Luo family was cloudy and uncertain.

The crown prince, Duguxi, first established the ambition of the emperor, and then cut off the interests of the royal family and the crown prince.If they don't agree, not only will they turn against the Dugu clan, but they will even be labeled as rebellious by the human race.

He turned his head to look at Mrs. Wang, whose lamp was exhausted, and smiled bitterly, "Master is good at it, I admire you."

"The Luo family...obey the prince's order!"

Wang Xuan also took a deep look at Mrs. Wang.

Only then did he understand that the reorganization of the government army to open up wasteland, the replacement of the frontier army marshal, the confrontation between the gods, and the forging of the sword of public opinion...all these are means.

The real purpose is to prepare for the unification of the human race.

If there were no accidents with Emperor Yan, these things might be carried out slowly, but now Emperor Yan only has one year of life left, Master Wang used his own life to create this situation, allowing Dayan to gather the general trend in advance.

Today's knife, except for the prince, whoever picks it will die!

The aristocratic family has been subdued, and there will be a second time after the first time. The crown prince establishes his ambition to become the emperor, and the reform of Zhou rituals advocated by the Wang Fuzi may also become a reality.

"Master Wang!"

The prince suddenly let out an exclamation and jumped forward.

I saw that the flesh and blood of Mrs. Wang was gradually withering, turning into debris and falling off. She could no longer speak, but looked at Prince Duguxi with a gratified look, and then looked at the sky, the brilliance in her eyes gradually dissipated...

Wang Xuan looked at the dissipated dust with complicated eyes.

It was the first time he had seen such a powerful wise man, and he heard that there was a comparable Xu Hu in the Southern Jin Dynasty.

Dayan escaped a catastrophe, the general trend has been achieved, and the righteousness has also been achieved.

But what will happen in the future, who can say clearly...

(End of this chapter)