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Chapter 101 I Do Whatever I Want

Temujin was called Genghis Khan. He sat high on a throne covered with tiger skin, one hand on the armrest, the other on his knees, his feet one high and one low, the low one on the carpet, the high one on the steps. He looked sideways at his kneeling subordinates below, his bearded face as gloomy as water.

"The blood demon is rampant, and the land of Jiuzhou is suffering. The nobles are broken, the local tyrants are all wiped out, and the Emperor of Song fled in panic, building a large ship to go to sea for survival. Khan, the nobles of the entire Jiuzhou are wailing."

Temujin looked at him with a deep gaze: "What on earth is the Blood Demon? He killed tens of thousands of my warriors. When did the Mongolian cavalry become like sheep to be slaughtered?"

When his subordinate's forehead touched the carpet, it gave off a strong odor. He didn't notice it before, but when he came back after being in the Central Plains for a long time, he suddenly felt the smell was nauseating.

He was afraid in his heart but dared not show it. He trembled and answered devoutly: "The blood demon is dozens of meters tall. It is invulnerable to swords and spears. It cannot be killed by slashing. It cannot be cut off. It can be broken and connected. It can absorb blood and continue to grow. Swords, spears, swords and halberds cannot harm it."

"When did such a terrifying thing appear in the world? Will it come to the grassland?" Temujin was very calm.

The subordinate replied: "I don't know."

Temujin fell silent, his eyes moving, and no one knew what he was thinking. The princes and nobles in the big tent were silent, some were afraid, some did not believe, and some looked disdainful, but no one spoke.

They couldn't speak unless the Khan allowed them to.

At this moment, the curtain outside was opened, and another person ran in, kneeling on one knee: "Khan, Guo Jing ran away."

Temujin was not moved, and nodded expressionlessly: "Chase him and kill him. If the loss is too great, let him go."

After saying this, he looked around. Although he was old, he was still as fierce as a tiger. Temujin said, "The Blood Demon has a clear goal. He seems to be killing people, but he is actually driving the local tyrants and nobles from the Central Plains out of Kyushu. I don't know what he wants to do, but I know that without those people's oppression, the people of Kyushu will live a better life. Once people live a better life, they will have enough food and will be strong."

"Once people are not oppressed, they will become more confident and have more ideas. Of course, without the oppression of those superiors, it may be even more chaotic. However, we cannot pin our hopes on the enemy."

"I, Mongolia, want to conquer the world, so I cannot give up the Nine Provinces easily. There is fertile land over there, and the Han people there are hardworking and can provide us with food. The girls there are beautiful and gentle, and can give birth to offspring for us. The craftsmen there are ingenious and can make weapons and build warm houses for us. Even the nobles there can educate the people for us, and no one is useless."

At this point, Temujin was silent for a moment, then continued, "I don't believe in the blood demon. I think only cowards have fear, and fear is the biggest demon. We are eagles living in the sky, and everything in the world is our prey. But the story of the blood demon is so true that even if I don't believe it, I should believe it. I am the Khan, I can't be emotional, and I shouldn't doubt that my warriors will deceive me."

The kneeling warrior looked grateful.

Temujin said in a deep voice: "Is there anyone willing to lead troops to kill the blood demon. If the blood demon really exists, then kill him. If it is really impossible to defeat him, then stop him and send someone to notify us."

"I will lead my people away from here, the farther the better. If we want to survive, we must kill powerful enemies and fight for more fertile land. But if we cannot defeat the enemy, we should change direction. Courage is important, but courage without fear is foolish."

Having said this, Temujin looked down.

Immediately, more than a dozen fearless strong men stood up and knelt on one knee: "We are willing to die for the Khan."

Temujin smiled with satisfaction: "Leave your wives and children behind, and you will be rewarded when you return. If you die in battle, your wives and children will be honored and respected by everyone. I will raise your wives and daughters."

……

Emperor Song looked back with horror on his face. Everyone on the dock was in panic. The nobles who used to be so calm and cheerful now looked desperate and fled frantically. The talented men and beautiful women who had sworn to each other forever also revealed their true colors. Beautiful women were pushed to the side of the road everywhere, looking at the men who had abandoned them in despair.

Once upon a time, they were moved by romance, romance and elegant poetry.

Now, when disaster strikes, I realize that poetry is useless and can only be an embellishment of a life of drunkenness and dreams.

Once upon a time, her graceful figure and delicate face also made them excited.

Now that I am on the run, I realize that these delicate women are just a burden.

The needs of men and women are different at every stage.

The Great Song Emperor watched all this in silence: "How did it come to this?"

The old eunuch next to him coughed twice, his face pale: "Your Majesty, I will ensure that Your Majesty is fine. There are many overseas territories, and the Song Dynasty will definitely come back again."

The Emperor of the Song Dynasty cheered up and said, "You are right. I am the Son of Heaven. Since the Blood Demon wants only half of the country, I will give it to him."

After that, the ship set sail.

The Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty looked at the distant coastline again and couldn't help but tremble.

Even the last bit of territory has been given away, what else can I give away?

The Emperor of the Song Dynasty showed a trace of shame and anger on his face, thinking of the great achievements of his ancestors who defeated the orphan and widow, conquered this gorgeous country, and made the world famous, but he gave it away. He immediately felt ashamed, and how could he bully the orphan and widow?

So, he became angry and shouted: "Come on, return to the ship, I want to fight the blood demon to the death."

As soon as he finished speaking, a tall blood-red figure suddenly appeared on the dock. Its height of more than ten meters was very obvious.

The Emperor of the Song Dynasty opened his mouth, was stunned, and trembled all over.

The eunuch asked in surprise, "Your Majesty, do you really want to revive the army?"

The emperor's mouth twitched: "Speed ​​up, speed up, speed up quickly. Once I have trained my descendants, I will let them kill the blood demon. Although the blood demon is invincible, I will never surrender. My descendants will be endless, and sooner or later my Zhao family will rise again."

There were still countless people waiting to board the ship at the dock, but at this moment they were all silent, looking at the bloody figure that appeared in horror.

Ji Yang glanced over with a cold look in his eyes, and his red pupils made people feel frightened.

A white-haired old man in a Confucian robe was so frightened that he pointed at Ji Yang and cursed: "Devil, you killed innocent people indiscriminately, you will not die well."

Ji Yang turned his head and looked at the other person: "Old sir, what are you doing at the dock?" The old man was stunned: "Of course I am going out to sea. Don't be complacent. Although I want to avoid you, I will definitely kill the demons and monsters after I train my descendants."

Ji Yang ignored him and pointed at the fishermen who were still fishing in the distance: "Why don't they go out to sea?"

The old man said, "How can they go out to sea without a big ship? You, the blood demon, are you deliberately saying something weird to humiliate me? You are so stupid that even a three-year-old child should know this."

Ji Yang was speechless: "You people enjoy wealth and glory, act arrogantly and high-handedly at ordinary times, but run away when something happens."

Having said that, Ji Yang glanced at the other person with disdain and stepped on him.

Paji.

The old man turned into mud.

Ji Yang turned and left: "I'll give you three days, hurry up and get on the ship and leave."

Everyone looked at his back in fear, and Ji Yang muttered, "If you enjoy the offerings of the people, you should shoulder the responsibilities that you should have."

Ji Yang saw a group of strong men in black clothes carrying supplies onto the ship. Ji Yang looked over and couldn't help asking, "Who are those people?"

Han Xiaoying and Huang Rong looked at each other and said, "Iron Palm Gang."

Ji Yang let out an "oh", ran over and slapped him.

Click.

Shoot a bunch of them to death.

"what!!!"

"It's the blood demon."

"Get out of the way."

A sturdy man stood at the bow, looking shocked and angry: "Blood Demon, what are you going to do?"

Ji Yang did not answer, but still slapped down with his palm. The sturdy man roared, flew into the air, and his big hand like a palm leaf fan went up against the sky. His iron sand palm was extremely terrifying, and his lightness skill was also extraordinary. However, he still did not jump very high, and his iron palm was a little small, so Ji Yang slapped it from the sky to the ground.

Paji.

The strong man turned into a puddle of mud, and a girl ran over crying, "Brother."

Then he looked at Ji Yang with hatred: "Others can go to sea, why can't we?"

He curled his lips and said, "If these people who sell out their country for personal gain have the strength themselves, wouldn't they be able to become kings and dominate the world if they go out to sea? At that time, it's really hard to say whether it's a punishment or a gift of wealth and glory to them."

Seeing the hatred in the girl's eyes, Ji Yang didn't care, but turned and left. The reason why he killed her brother was because Ji Yang wanted to kill him. As for why he didn't kill the girl, it was because Ji Yang didn't want to kill her.

The nobles were all terrified, lowering their heads and trembling, and quickly ordered their servants to board the ship. They even left the dock without any gold, silver or jewelry.

Ji Yang absorbed the essence of blood, and his blood-red body was terrifying and shocking. He turned and left, and his eyes swept around, seeing all kinds of people. There was also an old man sitting in a wheelchair, being pushed by a young man, and his face was stiffly clasped and bowed.

Ji Yang ignored them and saw a group of monks passing each other big and small carts. He walked over and picked up the box with his big hands. The monks were silent.

He flipped through the scriptures one by one, and suddenly saw a lot of martial arts secrets, which Ji Yang threw into the small space. He found the Lankavatara Sutra, nodded with satisfaction, and also threw it into the small space.

Wait until Ji Yang leaves.

The monk packed up his scriptures and cried, "Abbot, all our secret books have been taken away."

The abbot's face was full of compassion, but with a hint of bitterness, he said, "We are monks, chanting sutras is enough."

"But……"

Duang! ! !

The abbot retracted his fist and said in a low voice with gritted teeth: "You stupid person, we can recite it after we get on the boat. Do you want the devil to take your head away?"

The young monk immediately rubbed his bald head, and then hurriedly went to pack up the scriptures. A monk who was cooking came over to help, and the two monks met each other and discussed the blood demon.

Little monk: "The blood demon is really scary, killing innocent people indiscriminately."

The cooking monk said: "We are not practicing martial arts, why do we care so much?"

Ji Yang left the dock, his body shrinking, gradually becoming 1.8 meters tall, and his bloody figure became more condensed. He rode on a big yellow ox, his Qi circulated around his body, and his innate Qi continued to circulate in his body. Ji Yang found that just practicing innate Qi did not significantly improve his strength. Although a deep innate Qi would make him stronger, the power was just that.

"Your Majesty, where are we going next?" Han Xiaoying asked while riding on a donkey.

Ji Yang replied: "Collect more spirit beasts, and then teach them the method of cultivation."

Ji Yang pondered, he couldn't always personally give others the talisman, he collected the spirit fragments of the beasts and stored them in the talisman. Those who obtained the talisman could have the corresponding spirit beast.

However, how to let more people obtain the talisman, this is the truth. Besides, it is impossible for Ji Yang to do it himself every time, right?
"Can we invent a method that allows people to obtain talismans by themselves?"

(End of this chapter)