Buddhist Cultivation: Starting from Divination

Chapter 89 Change of power, one after another (seeking the first order!)
On the streets of an ancient city near Gyeonggi.

There were no common people around, only hundreds of men in black robes with raven patterns standing on the road, and they stood in row after row.

They looked up, looking at a cold woman in a black cloak.

The woman was stunning and moving, with thin red lips and a graceful figure, and her beautiful hair was actually snow-white.

She wore a moon-white veil, revealing only a pair of extremely beautiful indifferent eyes.

There is an inexplicable bright color blooming in the eyes, which is radiant and moving.

She glanced at everyone present, her vermilion lips parted slightly, and luck transmitted the voice:

"The seventh day of the seventh lunar month is an auspicious day. I obeyed the crow master's order and learned of the crow fairy's obituary. Daxia's position was not right, and the common people were fish and meat, which caused resentment from heaven and earth. The fate of the country was in jeopardy. Raven for me, do justice for the sky."

"Raise soldiers for a thousand days, and use them for a while. Now you are called together for today. Tonight, the congregation who sneaked into the capital will secretly rise up, and you will lead the congregation from all over the world to further expand your power and wait for the opportunity. At that time, everyone must obey Follow instructions without making mistakes!"

Among the crowd, several leading rudder masters looked solemn and said in unison: "We will obey the order of the saint!"

Yin Nanyu looked at everyone's frenzied gazes, nodded in satisfaction, and raised her arms: "The Raven is big, do justice for the sky!"

The congregation below followed suit.

"The raven is doing great, and doing justice for the sky!"

"The raven is doing great, and doing justice for the sky!"

Pegasus galloped across the road, setting off a burst of smoke and dust.

Yu Qinghan pulled the rope and stood up, raised the horse's hooves, and the horse neighed under his crotch.

Far away in Kyoto, it has already appeared in the field of vision.

It is still the same as it is in memory, without any changes, but who knows what it looks like inside?

Without hesitation, Yu Qinghan stepped forward on the imperial horse and arrived at the gate of the capital.

"Stop comers!"

The two columns of guards were airtightly armed, holding spears to block the way, and only a pair of eyes could be seen.

Now there is a curfew throughout the city, and access is extremely strict.

Yu Qinghan looked indifferent, and took out a Xuanyu Token from his waist.

The two leading guards looked at each other when they saw the words on the token, and they both saw the shock in each other's eyes.

The two stepped back half a step, saluted with spears, and shouted:

"Meet the general!"

The imperial guards on the left and right followed suit, and through the helmets, there were bursts of buzzing:
"Meet the general!"

Although the general's seal has been removed, his prestige is still there.

The commander-in-chief of the three armies under the command of the day, countless soldiers are vividly remembered.

The sound of "General" represents respect and awe of the former prestige.

Yu Qinghan nodded lightly, looked at the road ahead with a normal expression, and strode away.

Leading the horse, all the way to the imperial city.

In front of the Tianwu Gate of the imperial city, a big man in green robes stood under the city, as strong as an iron tower, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

The gatekeeper Qinhu saw the person coming, and said with a smile: "So it's Her Royal Highness, long time no see."

Yu Qinghan glanced at him lightly, raised his eyebrows and said, "You want to stop me?"

"How dare, how dare, I won't do this. Besides, I have heard of the reputation of Her Royal Highness." Qinhu waved his hand to show his position.

Yu Qinghan said lightly: "If that's the case, then get out."

Qinhu was not angry, but stepped out of the way.

Then the smile disappeared, and he said seriously: "Your Highness, let me remind you first, once you enter the door, you can't get out."

"If your father died, what would you do?"

Yu Qinghan didn't look at him, strode forward, and left a word in a flat tone.

Qinhu shook his head lightly, shrugged his shoulders, anyway, he is a gatekeeper, and he has done his best.

Royal Palace.

The whole body of this hall is copper-yellow, and the countless years of time have made this copper-yellow look even deeper. The ancient atmosphere permeates from under every stone slab, making people feel the silence of countless years. messy.

Yu Qinghan finally arrived.

But in front of him, there was a dense darkness.

Rows of iron armors with black lights flashing are ready to go, holding bright iron guns and wearing airtight wrought iron ghost helmets.

"Clap clap clap."

A burst of applause sounded from the entrance of the main hall, and a handsome, upright, noble-looking young man in armor walked out, followed by three green-robed guards, two men and one woman.

It was King Qin of Great Xia, Yu Shihuang.

With a smile on his face, Yu Shihuang said with some sarcasm:
"My good sister, you are finally willing to come back. You really did not live up to my expectations and you were able to get here smoothly."

"But, don't you think it's already too late?" Yu Shihuang sneered.

Yu Qinghan's expression remained unchanged, and he questioned: "Where is the father?"

When mentioning the father emperor, Yu Shihuang's mouth curled up, with a relaxed expression:

"Father? I've said it all, you came back late, and you were buried in the coffin last night."

Yu Qinghan frowned, and couldn't help clenching his fists.

Seeing her like this, Yu Shihuang smiled more and more, feeling indescribably relieved.

Since he was a child, he has been dominated by this younger sister, whether it is military affairs, cultivation, or the overall situation, which made him almost lose the trust of his father. Fortunately, he made up for it in time, and his identity is here.

Yu Qinghan still felt that something was wrong. The capital city was too peaceful along the way, and everything was silent.

Even if Yu Shihuang was the eldest son, would her second brother be so willing to give up the throne?
"Where's Yunping?"

Yan Wang Yu Yunping, the second prince of Daxia.

When Yu Shihuang heard this name, he couldn't help laughing:

"Hahaha, you mean my stupid brother?"

"He hasn't been in the capital for a long time. What are you fighting with me for? I'm afraid he's still eating ashes in the West Frontier now!"

"Have the right to speak in the court, then dismiss the generals and the five armies, and transfer King Yan out of Beijing. You have calculated well in every step." Yu Qinghan said coldly.

"It's really not easy to get a compliment from you." Yu Shihuang smiled triumphantly.

"But you are not so smart, who is helping you."

From Yu Qinghan's point of view, his elder brother has been a brainless reckless man since he was a child, not good at calculation, and his strategy is messed up, so there must be someone to help him.

"His Royal Highness, the tens of thousands of Nether warriors in the city are all ready to go!"

Regarding this matter, a dark and thin counselor in Tsing Yi came in front of Yu Shihuang and slightly cupped his hands.

Yu Shihuang nodded in satisfaction, and then sneered: "My good sister, you are still so smart, you guessed well, let me introduce you, this is my chief military adviser, Mr. Wang."

"Thanks to him, I was able to reach the capital one step ahead of schedule,"

The counselor in Tsing Yi stroked his goatee, shook his feather fan lightly, and smiled: "Your Highness is absurd."

Yu Qinghan just glanced at the counselor in Tsing Yi, squinted his eyes and said: "This man's strategy is reckless every step of the way, causing my country's fortune to be in jeopardy, and the people are in dire straits. On the surface, he is diligent, shrewd, capable and pragmatic, but in fact he has evil intentions, insidious and cunning."

Judging from every step of King Qin's seizure of the throne, such as deploying troops from the north to the south, indulging in cults, and holding a big birthday banquet, this person is by no means a good person.

"Father is dead, who can suppress me now! If you want to separate us, are you worthy?"

Yu Shihuang sneered in disdain and waved his hand:
"Come on, take it!"

(End of this chapter)