After Breaking Up with My Girlfriend, I Became a Demon Saint

Purple Veined Dragon Qi: The sea of ​​Qi is great, the physical attributes are greatly improved, and all physical abilities are greatly strengthened.

San San Gui Yuan Jing: recreate the sea of ​​qi, the inner breath is nine times that of ordinary martial arts masters, and the return of qi is the same.

Human Emperor: This skill has expired.

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Zhou Yan browsed through Zhao Wenhe's profile again.

Because of the high degree of awakening on the other side, Zhou Yan saw very little, but before the memorial was written, Zhou Yan also roughly figured out the woman's life experience—the last empress of the previous dynasty.

"I've written it."

Zhou Yan put the brush in his hand aside, and stretched out his hand to write the memorial in front of him.

Zhao Wenhe, who was holding Chongmingniao's neck, walked over. This woman walked with a graceful and graceful posture, and it was obvious that she had been specially trained to walk.

Zhao Wenhe came in front of Zhou Yan, threw the Chongming Bird in his hand to Zhou Yan, and picked up the memorial written by Zhou Yan.

"Bai Aiqing, your word..."

Zhou Yan rolled his eyes.

What age is it, except for those families who want to pretend to be aggressive or are above the middle class, which child still learns calligraphy? Zhou Yan was able to write with a brush in an interest class at the school when he was in elementary school.

"it is good."

After reading the memorial, Zhao Wenhe handed it to Zhou Yan.

"Bai Aiqing, it's time for you to go up to the Emperor of Heaven and make me the Lord of Humanity."

Zhou Yan: "..."

Zhao Wenhe looked at the Chongming bird that Zhou Yan was holding again, and the Chongming bird cried out in fear, and retracted into Zhou Yan's arms.

Zhou Yan touched Chongmingniao's head and said shyly.

"Dazheng has been destroyed for more than 200 years, and people's hearts have changed early. Why should your majesty be obsessed with this?"

There has been no emperor in the Eastern Xia United States for 200 years, and everyone is still living well. The belief in kings in the feudal era has long been proven to be just a joke.

For this reason, including Zhou Yan, at least [-]% of the people of the Eastern Xia United Kingdom think of the royal family as "the emperor has eggs".

Oh no, based on Zhao Wenhe's good looks, Zhou Yan reckoned that the empress would become an anchor on the Internet, and sell some meat casually, which would attract a group of licking dogs. If the group of licking dogs called her queen, Her Majesty would be fine. possible.

Of course, with Zhao Wenhe's current attitude, it is obvious that he will not be satisfied with the degree of licking the dog and licking the goddess.

What this beauty wants to be is the emperor, a son of heaven who can kill countless people with a single word, and the world will obey.

Zhao Wenhe said nonchalantly.

"This world is up to him to change, as long as he is alone, this world will still be my Zhao family's world!"

When the words were first said, they were only loud, but later they became louder. Every word was like thunderbolts exploding in the room. When the voices of Zhao Wen and the empress, who was full of dragon spirit, stopped , Zhou Yan's ears were still filled with thunderous aftertaste.

Bai Ze's omniscient ability explained to Zhou Yan-the lion's roar.

When the empress spoke, she used the kung fu of a lion's roar, which caused the sound effect of thundering empowerment. If a normal person, under this vision, might be bluffed.

But Zhou Yan didn't, and Zhou Yan even wanted to refute, "What you said is so awesome, isn't Dazheng dead?"

Of course, these words were too sarcasm, Zhou Yan did not choose to say them in person, but said them.

"Since Your Majesty has the heart to help the country..."

"Bai Ze also has to express."

Zhou Yan took out a small washbasin from his own small universe world, and then took out some white paper, Zhou Yan squatted down and lit the white paper.

The flames filled the entire room, and the light licked Zhao Wenhe's body, casting shadows of the stunning empress' facial features back and forth, flickering on and off.

Zhou Yan threw the memorial he wrote just now into the brazier.

Zhao Wenhe's eyelids were slowly drawn down, and in the firelight, a scene mixed with memory appeared.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, we have invited Xianzhen from the mountain..."

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, as long as Qin Tianjian's practice of opening the altar of the Heavenly Master Gate, everything will be fine..."

So the 99-step high altar was built in the Wentian Temple of the palace. In order to let the altar show its determination, Zhao Wen and the little eunuchs around him also killed more than 30 civilians to worship the sky.

And the old Taoist priests in Taoist robes and immortal spirit also came to the stage one after another, holding the sharp sword and magic weapon prepared by Zhao Wenhe for them, and invited the gods and Buddhas of the heavens, and the ghosts and immortals of the Nine Nethers.

In short, we must invite all righteous gods from heaven and earth to rectify the name of the Taisho Dynasty, and warn all disobedients in the world that the Taisho Dynasty is the orthodox destiny, and other rebellions are going against the sky and will be condemned by heaven.

Zhao Wenhe performed this kind of sacrifice five times before the demise of the Taisho Dynasty.

Every time it is done, all the officials, civil and military officials will shout the Taisho Dynasty Guozuo ten thousand years, Zhao Wenhe long live long live, as if at this moment, it is still like that moment when the country was founded.

Then, during the ten thousand years of the country, long live long live, wars broke out in the Dazheng country, starvation was everywhere, and the regular army of the Taizheng Dynasty wiped out the uprising peasants everywhere.

In the daily memorials, the regular army of the Taisho Dynasty was brave and good at fighting. Every time they fought, they would bleed the enemy's blood and cause countless casualties. Countless casualties were killed, and peasant soldiers who had thrown away their helmets and armor were killed. The battlefield was getting closer and closer to the capital.

Until a certain refugee commander of the blood of the true god led more than [-] peasant soldiers equipped with hot weapons supported by foreign countries into the royal city...

"Ah."

Zhou Yan's laughter interrupted Zhao Wenhe's trance, and Zhao Wenhe's eyes returned to reality again, seeing the brazier Zhou Yan took out, and seeing the gradually extinguished flame inside the brazier.

And, the memorial that Zhou Yan wrote the prayer.

This memorial was wrapped in flames, but there was no trace of being burned.

Zhou Yan took the memorial written by himself out of the fire, but for all the sacrifices in the form of the Eastern Xia United States, you have to write a prayer before the sacrifice and burn it, indicating that you should show the person you prayed to first.

In the past, Zhou Yan thought that this act was useless. Could it be that if the gods in the sky are not happy with your prayer, your ritual will stop?

Until now, Zhou Yan discovered that it really made sense to burn paper and ask the boss if he would like to do something at the beginning.

Zhou Yan waved the unharmed memorial in front of Zhao Wenhe.

"Emperor Ziwei doesn't seem to want to read my typed report."

Zhao Wenhe did not show the disappointment, anger and other emotions that Zhou Yan hoped for. On the contrary, the empress smiled calmly.

"So these heavenly emperors really exist?"

With a hook of Zhao Wenhe's finger, the memorial in Zhou Yan's hand flew in front of Zhao Wenhe, a fire flashed in front of Zhao Wenhe, and the memorial quickly burned up, turning into fly ash and scattered in a short while.

Zhao Wenhe watched all this silently, then lowered his head, and looked at Zhou Yan who was sitting in front of the brazier.

Zhou Yan shrugged.

"I can assure you that I didn't do anything just now, but I burned it with my hands, but I didn't burn this memorial."

This is the truth, Zhou Yan is not afraid that the empress will suspect ghosts, so she will test herself repeatedly.

Zhao Wenhe didn't do that, the empress was just full of emotion.

"Since I was born, I have been told by my teachers and parents that our family and even the family of heaven should be blessed by heaven and earth, and the dragon veins are orthodox. Everyone in this world should be commanded by me. This is the destiny."

Zhou Yan lowered his head, resisting the strong desire to complain.

Zhao Wenhe's eyes slowly lost their brightness, as if they were remembering something.

"For this reason, I respect the heavens and obey orders. I never let go of the annual festivals and sacrifices. All the gods and Buddhas of the gods have erected golden bodies to watch over the people every day to prevent them from being harmed by the plague."

Zhou Yan couldn't help it anymore, the young man asked back.

"So you are a good emperor?"

Zhao Wenhe stood with his hands behind his back.

"What I have done, killing traitors, eradicating national thieves, and relieving victims of disasters, I dare not say that I am lonely in the past and the present, and it is also the top three in history."

Zhao Wenhe used her lion's roar again, and the woman's voice echoed throughout the room, but as soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Wenhe's tone weakened.

"But when I came out, the morals of the world could no longer be saved by one person."

Zhou Yan nodded.

Zhou Yan has also seen the history of the Taisho Dynasty, that is, the aristocratic clans controlled to the extreme, the land was annexed to the point where the people had no way to live, and when the treasury was empty, all the relatives of the emperor were full of food.

At that time, Zhao Wenhe had no choice but to use an old ancestor's method, using eunuchs to check and balance the power of cabinet officials. In the follow-up, the interests of the clan were also moved, saying that the law was to be changed.

Then the law was not changed, but the country died violently first.

Zhao Wenhe stared at the brazier in front of Zhou Yan.

"At the beginning of the decline of the country's fortunes, I found many immortal alchemists and asked them to pray for blessings and worship the gods and prolong the country. Those immortal alchemists came and left in batches. There are more and more people coming, but my country is still suffering from catastrophes year after year, and the flames of war are everywhere. What kind of blessings are they praying for? What kind of emperor are they reporting to? Why am I devout every year and sacrifices every year? !"

"At that time, I was thinking, is there really a Heavenly Emperor in this sky?"

Zhao Wenhe himself is the righteous god of the Ministry of Plague, who is in charge of plagues and epidemics in the world. For this reason, he knows that there are gods in the world, but Zhao Wenhe has never seen those so-called emperors who control everything and rule everything, and have never seen these emperors show their holiness. .

Zhao Wenhe shook his head with his eyes closed.

"Do they really exist?"

Zhou Yan pouted.

Of course it exists. I have really met Emperor Gouchen and Emperor Fengdu. Those two are safe to do things.

As long as you want to be the emperor, people will ignore you.

"So the gate of the country was broken, and after I realized that I was powerless..."

Zhao Wenhe turned around, walked to the door of the house, and stopped at the door again.

The sunlight outside the door scattered and shone on the empress, painting her body with a layer of gold. Coupled with the empress's status and identity, Zhou Yan actually felt that the empress was still a bit of an emperor.

Of course, the emperor is no longer needed in this era.

"I came to Penglai alone. It is said that there is a Dawu Mountain in Penglai, which is the dojo of the Antarctic Changsheng Emperor. The Antarctic Changsheng Emperor manifests his holiness and preaches day by day, and is attracted by all immortals. I just want to come to this Dawu Mountain to see this Antarctic Changsheng. Great Emperor, ask me face to face that I am so devout and respectful, why can't I return their kind words!"

What else could it be?

Zhou Yan had seen both the Great Sage of the Dragon Spirit and the Empress Phoenix say that this Zhao Wenhe didn't know the number of days.

Zhao Wenhe turned around slowly.

"But Gu came too late. By the time the Antarctic Emperor Changsheng has left, but this Dawu Mountain is really a dragon and a phoenix. If you can convince this dragon, phoenix and fairy bird, there is hope for the restoration of the country."

Zhou Yan said with a strange expression.