The Heroes of Gulong: Great Chefs from Past to Present

Chapter 766 Loyalty, Filial Piety, Benevolence and Righteousness Make It Difficult for

The young emperor's eyes were a little dazed, as if he had heard a particularly funny joke?

Thousands of troops are trying to strangle Li Chaofeng?
Indeed, even the most powerful masters would not dare or be willing to fight against a vast army.

Because for a warrior who possesses true qi, no matter how powerful his martial arts are, how advanced his lightness skills are, or how flexible his moves are.

Their bodies are still mortal.

A top master who could fly to the sky and cross the sea and travel the world undefeated in the previous second will become an ordinary person once his internal strength is destroyed.

Those who are physically weaker can even be bullied by hungry beggars on the street.

After Jiu Ceng Yao Yue lost the protection of Ming Yu Gong, she couldn't even maintain the effect of rejuvenation and turned directly into a fifty-year-old woman.

The power of true Qi is magical.

It is so magical that even though Li Guanyu is paralyzed, he can still draw his sword and kill people.

It was so magical that even though Chu Liuxiang was seriously injured, his body movements were still faster than a bird.

Yao Yue, who had miraculously broken through the ninth level of Mingyu Gong, was instantly rejuvenated.

But no matter how magical the power of true qi is, it can only make a warrior stronger, faster, and more magical.

It never allows a warrior's body to be reborn.

Even martial arts that strengthen the skin, such as Iron Shirt and Golden Bell Cover, have their weaknesses.

Once his weak spot is broken, no matter how invulnerable a master of horizontal training is, he is just a strong man with good strength.

No matter how strong a guy is, even if he can blow a person's head off with one punch, he will still throw a punch.

When a top master faces a huge army, the biggest difficulty he faces is never whether he has enough internal energy, but whether he has enough physical strength to kill the huge army.

They can’t be chopped to death, and they can’t be killed all.

Faced with thousands of troops, the top master could only retreat.

And if you are stuck in a dead end.
That top master will definitely die.

Of course, top masters are not fools. When facing thousands of troops, they will always hide or escape.

Thousands of troops can only kill a top master, but cannot catch up with him.

As long as the top masters can let go of moral constraints, everyone can become an extremely powerful "assassin".

Li Chaofeng, the best martial artist in the world, is the assassin.
"King of Assassins".

More than ten years ago, Li Chaofeng's five senses of gods and demons made it impossible for him to fall into death.

Today, Li Chaofeng's martial arts, true energy, and light skills have reached the pinnacle, allowing him to go to heaven and earth and do anything.

Even without these.
The battle in Miaojiang also proved that Li Chaofeng was the only immortal being in the world.

Jin Jiuling, the only true god in the world, actually wants to gather an army to strangle him?
Not to mention how to put Li Chaofeng in a desperate situation, even if he is in a desperate situation, how to kill him?

You can’t kill him even by piling up human lives, right?
There was anger in the young emperor's eyes and his tone was even angrier.

"Jin Jiuling, do you think I am too young and don't know much about the martial arts world, so you want to fool me?"

Jin Jiuling bowed his head: "I dare not."

The young emperor laughed angrily: "What a dare not."

"Then tell me how a huge army of thousands of soldiers could kill Li Chaofeng?"

"Even Yaoyue from Yihua Palace couldn't do it, so how could ordinary soldiers do it!"

Jin Jiuling did not explain. He just looked up at the young emperor with a firm gaze and a resolute tone.

“But it’s the only option.”

"Since it is the only choice, it is the best choice!"

The young emperor was stunned, then laughed out loud towards the sky.

As he laughed, he suddenly looked at Jin Jiuling with an extremely vicious look and asked back in an extremely cold tone.

"Jin Jiuling, you are not advising me to use a large army to strangle Li Chaofeng."

"You are asking me to sacrifice the lives of countless soldiers just to protect the dignity of Taizu and Taizong, right?"

Jin Jiuling, kneeling on the ground, remained silent.

No objection, no nod.

Just silence.

But his posture remained upright as he kneeled on the ground.

Things like being loyal to the emperor and doing good deeds for the lord have always been ridiculous and stupid in Li Chaofeng's mouth.

But for this world, it has always been a matter of national justice.

The country is ruled by the emperor, and the family is ruled by aristocratic families.

Jin Jiuling's strategy was extremely vicious, not only to the officers and soldiers in the army, but also to Li Chaofeng.

Once successful.
Even if Li Chaofeng really killed all the soldiers, the world would see the will of the aristocratic families and the emperor.

The emperor can mobilize the army to die, so he can naturally mobilize three or two masters to kill those crazy people who dare to offend the dignity of Taizu and Taizong. The only problem is that this strategy will kill many people.

They were all elite soldiers and generals who were loyal to the emperor and the court.

The emperor wanted to object very much, because without his elite troops, even if Li Chaofeng did not lead his troops north, he would become a puppet in the hands of the aristocratic families.

But, in today's world, once a dispute arises, Li Chaofeng is sure to win.

It's just a matter of cost.

Looking down at Jin Jiuling's determined figure, the emperor couldn't even bring himself to call him vicious.

Because Jin Jiuling said that he would use his life to lure Li Chaofeng to show up.

In other words, Jin Jiuling will also die in this conspiracy.

As the Son of Heaven, how could he criticize such a loyal and courageous minister?

His body felt slightly weak, and the young emperor did not agree to Jin Jiuling's plan. He closed his eyes and whispered.

"Go away, I'm exhausted."

Jin Jiuling looked up at the young emperor with a flickering look in his eyes, then bowed and took his leave.

"Wei Chen retire."

The door was closed again, and the young emperor collapsed completely on the chair.
He was not an emperor who was obsessed with power, nor was he an emperor who was indifferent to the suffering of the people.

But as long as people are alive, there are always some things that cannot be given up.

But if he really had a choice, he would not be able to use the lives of countless soldiers just to seek dignity for his ancestors.

Weakness is fleeting.

The young emperor knew that since he was the emperor, he had to make choices on some matters.
Take a step, take a look.

The young emperor raised himself up. Even though there were only five prefectures in the city, he still had not finished reviewing all the memorials tonight.

just
One portion is missing!!!
The young emperor's face turned cold instantly.

He is not a useless emperor. He has reached the pinnacle realm with his Seven Star Sword Technique.

The missing memorial was just placed on his desk.

"I'm very curious. I've never prohibited the sale of high-quality grains from the south to the north. Why do people still starve to death?"

A gentle male voice broke the silence in the room.

The young emperor looked up instantly, and following the voice, he also saw a figure.

This is a middle-aged man.

He is tall and stocky, with a tough and clean face.

He looks to be around thirty-five or thirty-six years old.

The clothes are extremely elegant and the workmanship is very delicate, but the material is not rare.

The middle-aged man sat upright on Jin Jiuling's chair, with the young emperor's lost memorial unfolded in his hands.

As the emperor looked at the middle-aged man, the middle-aged man smiled and looked up.

Looking at the young man in his mid-twenties in front of him, the middle-aged man asked again.

"Aren't you curious about this?"

The young emperor looked at the middle-aged man's gentle smile, his pupils dilated slightly, and the corners of his lips and limbs trembled slightly.

But soon, he suppressed the fear in his heart.

Straightening his body slightly, the young emperor asked solemnly.

"who are you?"

"How did you get in again?"

The middle-aged man shook his head slightly, looked at the memorial in his hand again, and praised.

"You are very smart, young man."

"So smart that he recognized me but didn't want to reveal my identity."

"It's a pity that being smart can't solve problems in many cases."

"It's like there's enough food in the north to feed everyone, but some people still starve to death."

Looking at the death toll in the memorial in his hand, the middle-aged man closed his eyes slightly and sighed again.

"And the only way to solve this problem requires you, the Son of Heaven, to become a mortal."

The young emperor pursed his lips, clenched his fists, and finally shook his head with red eyes.

"I am not afraid of becoming a mortal, but the name of my ancestors cannot be despised and humiliated by the world because of my weakness."

"Even if you are the reincarnation of a god, you can't do that!!!"

(End of this chapter)