King's Landing in the Three Thousand Worlds

Chapter 42 Primordial Demon
Chang'an City, in the imperial palace.

Yang Guang was still sitting cross-legged on the dragon bed, with strange black tattoos all over his face, making him look like a ghost.

And the black boulder in his hand that once shone with divine light has also turned gray and lost all its essence.

"Crack! Kick!"

There was a sound of breaking, and the round stone in Yang Guang's hand suddenly shattered into powder.

A black force emanated from Yang Guang's body, and everything around him turned into dust, and then the solid palace shook and began to collapse.

"Your Majesty has an accident, come and rescue him!" The palace collapsed, and screams of horror came from outside.

All the broken stones that hit Yang Guang in the palace were bounced away by an invisible force. At this time, Yang Guang kept talking to himself, his voice full of confusion:
"who am I?"

"I am the original demon?"

"I'm Yang Guang?"

……

"No, I'm Yang Guang!"

As Yang Guang said, his eyes opened slightly, and two stunning divine lights shot out from his eyes, taking people's breath away!
As Yang Guang woke up, the magic lines on his face gradually receded, and finally disappeared completely.

Realizing that he was buried by the ruins, Yang Guang punched upwards, and a burst of black energy broke through all the ruins above his head.

"This is the feeling of power!" Yang Guang suspended in the air, feeling the power in his body, muttering to himself.

"But that's not enough!"

"Fomen, wait for me!"

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In the Jingnian Temple, Zhang Daoyi looked at the Yuantong monk and answered his question: "The exercises I practice are a set of methods I created myself. There is no name yet. If one day I can prove the holy position, it will be for me. Now is not the time for my method to be named."

While Zhang Daoyi was chatting with Yuantong, the two suddenly looked in the direction of Chang'an at the same time. Their spiritual senses sensed a sudden burst of shocking momentum in the direction of Chang'an, which caused a sudden change in the celestial phenomena on that side.

"Could it be that something happened to Chang'an City?" Yuantong thought in his heart.

Chang'an is now the imperial capital of the Sui Dynasty. Now that another emperor is about to be elected, Chang'an has a sudden change, which has to remind people of many things.

"It's an eventful year!" Yuan Tong sighed inwardly.

First there was an accident with Xuanyuan Sword and Chixiao Sword, and now there is something wrong with Chang'an, and Yuantong's spiritual sense also has a sense of crisis that is about to come.

If he could, he really wanted to avoid this crisis, but his identity made it impossible for him to escape. Even though he has supernatural powers now, he is still tired of the world after all.

"Chang'an, Yang Guang?"

At the moment of changes in Chang'an, Zhang Daoyi faintly flashed a figure of a person. He had a premonition that this incident must have something to do with Yang Guang.

"I just don't know if this is a blessing or a curse!"

The Mausoleum of the Great Sui Emperor, built on the hillside, was a treasure land that was found by hundreds of Feng Shui masters ordered by the founder of the Sui Dynasty.

There are 72 emperors buried here since the founding of the Sui Dynasty, and each emperor has expanded and repaired the imperial mausoleum several times. Today, the grandeur of the imperial mausoleum even surpasses that of the imperial palace.

There is a peerless killing formation in the imperial mausoleum, and usually only the emperor at that time is allowed to enter every year during the great sacrifice, and no one else is allowed to enter.

This formation was built by the founder of the country, Taizu, and it has been in operation for thousands of years. Not only has it not been reduced, but it has become more and more ferocious. peeling skin.

Among the imperial mausoleums, huge stone steles rise from the ground, recording the lives of 72 emperors of the Sui Dynasty.

Different from the resplendent palace seen by the outside world, this is a huge cave. The magnificent palace outside is actually just an illusion, and the real emperor's mausoleum is in this inconspicuous cave.

There are no bones of the 72 emperors of the Sui Dynasty, and the outside is just a tomb of clothes, and all of this is for a plan, a plan to subvert Buddhism.

Although the Taizu founded the country with the help of Buddhism, he felt deeply the harm of Buddhism, but because of the power of Buddhism, he could only suppress his thoughts, but with the talent of Taizu, he knew the relationship between the court and Buddhism. Contradictions will one day erupt completely.

At that time, his descendants may all perish at the hands of Buddhism.

Buddhists occupy a large amount of land, but do not need to pay any taxes, and Buddhists do not engage in production. They lease land belonging to temples to farm laborers and live by collecting taxes. This is completely shaking the foundation of a country.

Moreover, the taxation of Buddhism is sometimes even more exaggerated than that of the imperial court, and it does not allow people to survive at all, forcing countless farm laborers to sell their children and daughters in order to survive.

If not, how did the magnificent palace and the gold-plated Buddha statues come about.

Maybe there are a few real eminent monks in Buddhism, but more of them are vampires attached to the big tree of Buddhism.

The glory of Buddhism rests on the corpses of countless ants, every inch of the golden Buddha is every inch of blood!

Originally, Taizu might never have the chance to realize his idea in his whole life. Although there are no saints in Buddhism today, he does not know how many supreme masters have sealed themselves.

But in his later years, a meteorite suddenly fell from the sky and landed in Changshan.

Later, this iron was presented to Taizu. This iron is very special and can devour human essence and blood. Taizu was overjoyed when he saw it.

The Taizu is extraordinary, and there is a drawing of a magic weapon casting, but it has been hard to find the material, and this piece of meteorite iron is the main material of that magic weapon.

So Taizu found one of the best craftsmen at that time, supplemented by various precious materials, and with the power of the whole country, it was finally cast into a knife embryo.

Although the Buddhists knew about this, they did not stop it, because although the materials used to cast the knife were precious, the knife was just an ordinary thing.

Later, with the death of Taizu, this treasured sword was also brought into the mausoleum by Taizu. It is not a big deal for the emperor to bring treasures with him, and Buddhism did not ask.

But in fact, the Taizu didn't die of old age, but let the knife devour his own blood, spirit and soul in this mausoleum, and sacrificed the knife with his flesh and blood.

Since then, the 71 emperors of the Sui Dynasty have been like this for generations.

"The dream of our ancestors will finally come true in the hands of me, Yang Guang!" Looking at the bloody long knife deep in the cave, Yang Guang's excited body trembled slightly.

"I, Yang Guang, will take the heads of people from the Buddhist sect to sacrifice the souls of my ancestors of the 72nd generation in the Sui Dynasty!" Yang Guang swore in front of the long knife, his tone sonorous.

If he is not in his position, he will never be able to feel the restraint of Buddhism on the Yang family. All the talented young men of the Yang family will die inexplicably, so that there will never be a master in the Yang family.

Just like Yang Guang's elder brother and second elder brother, they are both talented, both martial arts and strategy are a hundred times better than Yang Guang's, but they both died.

Only Yang Guang was spared because he was a waste material, and he took the position of emperor.

What Buddhism needs is not a wise emperor, but a puppet controlled by them!
　Happy New Year, the author Zhe wishes everyone a happy New Year, wishing everyone a happy New Year, all the best, and all wishes come true... ([-] words are omitted here), the New Year's greeting is over, there are no rewards and red envelopes (laughs)

　　
　
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