King's Landing in the Three Thousand Worlds

Chapter 57 Outrageous
Yang Guang walked up to the high platform, sat on the dragon chair, looked down at the officials below, and said lightly: "I see that the people in the world are being oppressed by the clan and fooled by Buddhism. I really can't bear it!"

"That's why I decided to divide the clans of the world into land and destroy the Buddhist sects ruled by the Great Sui Dynasty, so that the world can reappear in the glory of the ancient times, when everyone in the world was holy. I don't know if you have any opinions?"

Under Yang Guang's cold gaze, all the officials under the hall were silent.

Now that Yang Guang is moody, they dare not speak in this situation, and the fate of the hundreds of talkative people in front of them is in front of them. That kind of tragedy makes them shudder when they think about it. In their hearts, Yang Guang is now a monster. Jun.

Seeing that the officials below were silent, Yang Guang said coldly, "Are you all deaf? I'm talking to you!"

"Plop! Plop!"

Hearing Yang Guang's words, all the ministers of His Highness fell to their knees: "Your Majesty's words are true!"

Yang Guang put too much pressure on them, they didn't dare to refuse, and today they just accepted it softly, in their opinion, as long as they leave the palace, the sky will be great and the sea will be wide.

Many people have already made up their minds to flee Chang'an with their families when they go out. The world is so big, there will always be a place for them.

"Since you all agree with my opinion, then your property should be handed over to the national treasury, and someone will collect it later!" Yang Guang said lightly with a smile.

After speaking, Yang Guang stood up suddenly, and the ancient and deep magic power erupted from him, pressing down on the officials in the hall.

Under this coercion, everyone felt tightness in their chests and cold hands and feet. They felt that Yang Guang was no longer a human being, but an evil dragon, as if he would pounce down and devour them at any time.

"I know that many of you are from the Buddhist sect, and I also know that many of you are from the clan. Now that I want to destroy the Buddha and the clan, you should hate me to the bone!"

Hearing Yang Guang's words, many people's hearts sank, thinking that Yang Guang would kill them now and keep them all here.

Thinking of Yang Guang's terrifying methods, they all felt panicked.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you today!" Yang Guang said softly, looking at His Highness' trembling ministers.

"You all go back and bring a message to the forces behind you. On September [-]th, the Double Ninth Festival, I will come to Jingnian Temple in person to meet with the group of rebellious officials and thieves who want to choose the emperor. If you want my life, go, don't Blame me for not giving them a chance!"

"You all get out!"

Hearing Yang Guang's words, everyone walked out of the Golden Luan Hall as if they had been pardoned.

"Your Majesty, now that the three of us join hands, we can defeat them individually. Why do you take such a risk?" Yu Wentuo asked after the officials left. He has always been loyal to the court, and after he saw Yang Guang's Although his idea is a bit outrageous, it is really of great benefit to the people of the world, so his position is very firm.

Hearing Yu Wentuo's worry, Yang Guang said: "No matter how many of them there are, they are just chickens and dogs. Gathering them together will save me from looking for them one by one!"

As he spoke, he looked at Zhang Daoyi and asked, "I don't know what the national teacher thinks?"

After thinking for a while, Zhang Daoyi said: "In today's world, I don't worry about some anti-kings on the surface. What I worry about is only Buddhism."

"There is a secret method in Buddhism that allows the supreme master to seal himself before his death, and Buddhism has existed for tens of thousands of years. No one knows how many immortals are hidden in Buddhism, and people in Buddhism are good at formations. With two supreme great masters joining forces, even if His Majesty's miraculous powers are now world-class, it may be difficult to please him."

After hearing Zhang Daoyi's worry, Yang Guang didn't speak directly, but closed his eyes for a while and said in a low voice, "They are just a group of old guys lingering on their last legs. I kill them like dogs!"

When Zhang Dao saw that Yang Guang was so confident, he stopped talking.

"Yang Guang's set of policies is very similar to what the founding ancestor of the world in my first life did! Did I meet a fellow villager?" Zhang Daoyi's body in the Jingnian Temple sat on a stone bench and his mind was fluctuating. , One idea after another came to my mind.

The consciousness of his Tao fetus is synchronized with his body, and his body will know some things experienced by the Tao body, and vice versa, because they are the same consciousness.

"However, the former Yang Guang has been with me day and night for a few years, and he is not a time traveler, so it should be the problem of the original demon!"

Speaking of the original demon, Zhang Daoyi once saw a primitive demon in a comic in his first life, and he also practiced the magic skills of the demon, and some of the methods described in the comic, the primitive demon who is one with Yang Guang would also, he felt There may be some connection between the two.

"Different worlds, but there are some similar people and similar things!"

After traveling to this world, he discovered many strange things, such as Shi Feixuan, Cihang Jingzhai, and Jingnian Temple. These things appeared in a book he once read, and in that book everything else, the world doesn't have.

In the book he had read, Cihang Jingzhai also had an old rival, Momen, but there was no trace of Momen in this world.

"What is the connection between everything in this world and my original world?" Zhang Dao thought about it in his heart, and then he focused his mind on the mysterious purple energy in his sea of ​​consciousness.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the mysterious purple air is ups and downs, and Zhang Daoyi's consciousness is nourished by strands of purple air, but he can't stimulate the mysterious purple air, no matter how hard his spirit is, the mysterious purple air is like a towering giant peak. Despite the wind and rain, he was still happy and motionless.

"Is my time travel artificial, or is it a coincidence?"

"If one day I reach the peak, I will naturally be able to solve all the mysteries. Now I am still too weak, so weak that I don't even have the qualifications to explore the truth!" Zhang Daoyi whispered in his heart.

Although he knew that the mysterious Ziqi might be a powerful scheme, but he would not give up on the mysterious Ziqi. To put it bluntly, he is not even qualified to be a chess piece.

In his opinion, he dare not take advantage of a monstrous opportunity, that is the behavior of a coward, who looks forward and back all day and is afraid of this and that, how can he accomplish great things.

Zhang Daoyi had already figured it out when he traveled through the mysterious purple air for the first time: "If you can climb to the top of the avenue, even if it is only a moment of glory, so what, people always have dreams, otherwise what is the difference from salted fish?" !"

All he wanted was to see the scenery on the top of the peak, and to achieve his goal, he would die without regret!

(End of this chapter)