Great Dao Ji

"People?"

Prince Feng frowned slightly.

He thought that Hanchang Palace would start with the national destiny, military power, local destiny, Qianlong, martial arts sects, etc., but he did not expect that he suddenly mentioned the people.

"I have lived in Fengdu for forty-three years."

Han Changgong walked to King Feng's side, held on to the railing, and said calmly:

"Sanniang from the front street often brings some vegetables to Qin Tianjian. She likes to sing, but her singing is a bit ugly. I never like to hear Niu Er. Niu Er is a local ruffian but the most filial to my mother. In order to cure my disease, he sold himself into slavery. A tall man, he spends the whole day lying down and doing small things

Mrs. Li has lived for more than sixty years and has many descendants. She loves to gossip. Although Zhang Dayong is foul-mouthed, she is easy to get along with. I just got married, and last year I gave birth to a big fat boy.

Zhao Da, a steamed bun seller, travels around every day to support his family. He also likes to send some steamed buns to his neighbors who are in need.

They have no abilities, not to mention martial arts, and some have no skills at all, but they still work hard to live."

Prince Feng listened quietly.

He has never been exposed to these. Even if he was an unpleasant prince decades ago, he was a big shot that ordinary people could not reach.

In the past, when I toured various states, I had never had any contact with real ordinary people.

Listen, he found it interesting.

Han Changgong's expression was filled with sadness.

With the power of gazing, he has seen far more deaths than anyone else in the world, and he has seen too many tragic catastrophes.

However, seeing too much does not mean being numb.

For more than two years, when he actually saw people walking on the long street and people dying, he was still touched in his heart.

There are traces of people's destiny, just like the trajectory of the sun and the moon, and the changes in the stars. However, it can be seen, but it cannot be changed by fingering. He can deduce the destiny of the country, but he cannot change the fate of millions of people out of thin air.

Han Changgong turned to look at Prince Feng, calmly and indifferently:

"They are also living people. Your Majesty, have you ever asked them for their opinions?"

"Hanchang Palace."

Prince Feng shook his head slightly, his expression a little cold:

"What do you want to say?"

"Everyone has Qi, and when they gather together, they become lucky. The destiny of the country is the gathering of tens of thousands of people. The turmoil of the destiny of the country is closely related to everyone."

Han Changgong suddenly raised his head, his eyes lit up like stars:

"I want to ask the king, before you do anything with their lives, have you asked them? Are they willing?"

There seemed to be a sudden violent wind on the observation deck, and the aftermath seemed to be echoing throughout the huge royal city.

Under the observation deck, an unknown number of soldiers came in a hurry, but were blocked by Yutian.

Huhu~~~

In the strong wind, King Feng was dressed in hunting clothes. Looking at Hanchang Palace, which was very close at hand, his face suddenly darkened:

"Are you questioning me?!"

His breath suddenly dropped, and Han Changgong regained his composure: "Forget it."

"Then I'll tell you!"

Prince Feng's clothes were lifted up, his eyes seemed to be lit up with light, but his voice was extremely indifferent:

"The wishes of the weak are never cared about, whether it is in Dafeng, Golden Wolf Country, Dayan, or other countries, whether it is now or in the past, this is the case."

“Dafeng’s tens of thousands of people have asked them one by one, can you do it?”

Finally, Prince Feng’s tone calmed down:

"Han Qing, why not sacrifice for a moment in exchange for eternal peace?"

"Eternal Peace"

Han Changgong lowered his eyes.

Apart from heaven and earth itself, what else is eternity?

The sun and the moon are still waxing and waning, and the mountains and rivers will change. What confidence does King Feng have? Why are you so confident?

“Yes, eternal peace.”

Prince Feng smiled faintly and looked at Hanchang Palace with very sincere eyes:

"So what if there is a great disaster or catastrophe? If this succeeds, the dynasty will be destroyed and a few people can rebuild it. In the future, there will be no disobedient people in the world, there will be no martial arts that bring harm to the country, and there will be no madmen who disrupt the law.

Why not exchange a temporary disaster for peace for tens of millions of years in the future? How can it not be beautiful? "

Since ancient times, even when the dynasty was at its peak, the founding king could not truly conquer the world while the founding king was still alive. The powerful families and martial arts sects were a serious problem in the hearts of countless kings throughout the dynasties and could never be solved.

Even if a wise king appears in the dynasty and can dominate for a lifetime, at worst he will remain dormant and will emerge later.

Still unable to truly convince Wulin.

It is because of the existence of divine veins.

Not only can one man form an army with the Divine Vein, but his lifespan can be as long as three hundred years. There have been kings in history who have achieved the Divine Vein, but even after three hundred years of oppression, the world has not changed.

Because of this, Taizu Dafeng sealed the Dragon King Armor.

It is to use the power of heaven, man and magic weapons to suppress the martial arts and intimidate the world!

The completely refined divine weapons will become the magical weapons passed down from generation to generation in Dafeng, but the masters of the weapons are not unique from generation to generation. From generation to generation, King Feng is in charge of the strongest military force and the strongest country in the world.

He will surely become the lord of the boundless earth. No one dares to disobey the king’s orders!

"If a person lives for a hundred years, his divine veins are only three hundred years old. How can he talk about tens of thousands of years?"

Hanchang Palace was unmoved.

He is proficient in the art of looking at Qi. Although he cannot hope for the Qi of King Feng under the fate of the country, since ancient times, kings who have lost their country have never had a good death. How can it be easy to make a comeback?

If the gains and losses of the moment are not preserved, how can we talk about tens of thousands of years, and how can we talk about eternity?

"Han Qing, can't you trust me again?"

When Prince Feng heard this, a hint of desolation appeared on his face: "Just like back then, I believed in you."

Han Changgong looked a little moved and sighed again:

"Your Majesty only talked about the past, but now you don't believe Han Changgong, right?"

King Feng was silent.

The viewing platform was calm for a while.

In the distance, Yu Tian looked at the two people on the viewing platform and was also frightened.

He had never seen King Feng be so tolerant to anyone. Han Changgong's position in King Feng's heart was higher than he imagined.

"Forget it, forget it."

After a long silence, King Feng sighed and spoke first.

He glanced at Han Changgong, then turned to look at Fengdu City in the night:

"You resigned as the head of the Imperial Observatory and traveled around the world. It is not in vain that we have been friends for decades."

"Your Majesty has killed me?"

Han Changgong held the railing with a calm expression:

"But your Majesty forgot what kind of person Han Changgong is. Han Changgong was born in a commoner family and has seen many sufferings in the world, but he does not envy wealth and glory. Naturally, he is not afraid of life and death."

"You!"

King Feng's pupils shrank, and he felt something was wrong.

He immediately reached out with one hand and grabbed Han Changgong's shoulder tightly: "What do you want to do?"

He knew Han Changgong very well and realized something was wrong in an instant.

With the aura bursting out, he controlled Han Changgong with a flick of his finger, but it was also because Han Changgong had no intention of resisting at all.

"How could Han Changgong assassinate the king?"

Letting the king of Feng lock his shoulders and restrain himself, Han Changgong pointed to Fengdu City, which was like a red dress under the red moon:

"Since the king doesn't care about the soldiers and civilians in the city, then disperse them and return them to the people to save the last destiny of Dafeng!"

Crack!

The king of Feng crushed Han Changgong's shoulder bone in one go, and his face changed violently.

Then there was a shocking explosion.

Boom!

As Han Changgong pointed casually, thousands of auras seemed to rise in Fengdu City in the night.

The red and white, or yellow-gray light was connected to each other, or rose alone.

In just a moment, it seemed to illuminate the world!

The face of King Feng changed wildly, and he saw that the rays of light intertwined and formed an extremely three-dimensional and complex huge network that seemed to wrap the entire Fengdu City!

Looking down from top to bottom, it was like the head of a giant dragon that was about to roar to the sky!

However, in the eyes of many soldiers under the viewing platform, they only saw King Feng suddenly furiously attack, crushing Han Changgong's shoulders, pinching his neck, and lifting him high.

Han Changgong, who was a divine body, did not resist at all.

But he could not see the light that was intertwined in the entire night sky.

Yu Tian, ​​on the other hand, also changed his face and rushed into the viewing platform.

"What are you going to do?!!"

King Feng pinched Han Changgong's neck tightly, and the powerful true energy soared hundreds of feet into the air like a wolf smoke, stirring the clouds in the night sky.

He was not proficient in Feng Shui luck, but this scene made him feel very bad!

"Ahem"

Han Changgong was having trouble breathing and laughed intermittently:

"Your Majesty, we are a king and a minister. You can kill me, but I will not hurt you. I will spread your national destiny among the many soldiers and civilians in the city. From now on, if the city is destroyed and the people die, the country will be destroyed. If the city is alive and the people are alive, the country will be alive!

Unless all the soldiers and civilians in a city are dead, no one can stop my Dafeng destiny, even if

it's you!"

"Han Changgong!"

King Feng's eyes suddenly turned red, and an unprecedented murderous intent filled his heart:

"Stop it, stop it all!!!"

"Ahem"

Han Changgong looked up at the gorgeous destiny network, and a smile appeared on his face:

"It's too late"

Roar~~~

Before he finished speaking, he heard a real dragon roar in the hearts of King Feng and all the people in Fengdu City who were strong enough to sense the changes in destiny!

The magnificent destiny dragon head roared to the sky, as if it had vomited something.

The next moment, the mighty national luck flow, like a dragon, was reversed!

From the royal city, it spread to the whole city!

"What happened? The qi of the sky changed"

"Could it be that the divine vein is attacking?"

"The qi changes, that is the national luck?"

In the whole Fengdu City, all the masters who can feel the change of qi were awakened.

"What's going on?"

In the Imperial Astronomical Observatory, Huang Fu woke up with a shudder.

He jumped out of the room, climbed to the top of the building, looked up at the sky, and his expression changed wildly:

"The head of the luck? Who is it, who actually shook the national luck of Dafeng???"

Luck is illusory and cannot be shaken or manipulated by human power. Even if you can move mountains, you can never shake the luck, because the luck of a person is like fate, and the national luck is more like the fate of a country!

"Such a magnificent sight"

On the eaves of a restaurant, An Qisheng sat drinking wine. Seeing the huge dragon head full of luck, he couldn't help but exclaimed:

"What a great Han Chang Palace!"

The second chapter is here, and I will continue writing the third chapter.