First Emperor's Will: My Heir is the Daqin Empress

127 Empire, how many sects will be allowed to exist? (Subscription)

Soon, the news of Mo’s demise spread like wildfire and spread throughout the territory of the entire empire.

It was like throwing a boulder on a calm lake.

On the rivers and lakes, there was an uproar.

Hundred sons, chaotic ministers and thieves.

The remnants of the six kingdoms within the empire.

After hearing the news, his expression changed drastically.

With ghosts in mind, happy and sad, they began to run away.

In the vast empire, undercurrents are surging.

Now, Daoyi, Xiaoyao Mountains.

Inside the bamboo forest.

After hearing the report of the disciple and the news of the annihilation of the ink, your master, Bei Mingzi.

Whisk the dust.

The old face, swallowed a breath.

Sigh lightly.

“Mo, he has already lost. 99

“In the future, how many sects will exist on this land?

“How many sects will the empire allow?”

Bei Mingzi sighed softly, whisking the dust in his hand, scattering pieces of Dao rhyme.

Immortal style bones, like a peerless immortal.

did not think of.

The army of the empire, actually, was able to break through the headquarters of the ink statue.

Destroy the Ink Statue City.

You know, the ink image has stood in the world for more than a hundred years.

It can be said to be a century-old name.

The Mexican headquarters was built in the mountains and forests, making it easier to defend and difficult to attack.

Has its own armed strength.

According to the defense, it can be equivalent to the strength of a small vassal state. 10

However, now, it has been attacked and destroyed by the imperial army.

From then on, the ink image no longer exists in the world.

A generation of famous families has ended sadly.

Sigh!

Bei Mingzi sighed leisurely.

In the old days, Confucian statues and ink were known as the world’s most obvious learning.

There are many disciples under the door.

Patriarch Mo Zhai and Sage Kong were also big figures who were once famous in the Spring and Autumn Period.

but now.

The two sects were wiped out by the empire.

Step into Huangquan.

Destroyed by the sword of the empire.

Really, vicissitudes.

The world is changing so fast!

“Empire, now, the atmosphere of killing is too heavy, … 59

Bei Mingzi opened his turbid old eyes.

said with a frown.

Although it was Confucianism and Mo who rebelled first.

Conspiracy the empire.

However, after the crusade against their sect.

The empire slaughtered all its disciples, leaving no one alive.

Such cruel and cold-blooded practice of cutting the grass and eradicating the roots.

It seems too cruel and brutal.

Not recognized by the world!

Taoism, the pursuit of Taoism is natural, and all living beings seek their own laws.

Be at peace with each other.

Respect the living beings, and rule by inaction.

This kind of killing is a natural relative existence.

Can not agree with the behavior of the Empire!

“Master, the sword of the empire, will it point the way in the future?”

Beside Bei Mingzi, follow the Taoist disciples who are learning Taoism.

Somewhat bewildered.

Appeared worried.

“Maybe, maybe not…

Bei Mingzi’s voice was like the sound of a bell in a valley in the mountains.

In the bamboo forest Xianju, there are constant echoes.

He opened his cloudy eyes.

Look up and look at the clear sky.

Hope, in the future.

Xiaoyao Mountains, this paradise, the sky above.

Can always be so clear and pure.

Never be contaminated by the breath of swordsmanship!

“Xiao Meng has now gone down the mountain to practice.”

“I believe that your senior sister will lead the way, turn evil into good luck, turn danger into danger, and live in this world forever…

Bei Mingzi said leisurely.

For one’s own closed disciples, direct disciples.

Xiaomeng.

Bei Mingzi believes in her ability.

The gathered disciples nodded when they heard the words.

In her eyes, there is the back view of this Senior Sister Tianrao, who is together among the Dao disciples.

Previously, this senior sister, the divine back, was in the Dao, and reached the achievement.

It’s unrealistic. Believe in her, in the future, she will definitely lead the way and get through all difficulties!

Next.

Bei Mingzi closed his eyes and began to continue preaching and preaching for these disciples.

Talk about your ancient mind.

All Dao disciples also followed and closed their eyes.

Continue to listen carefully to Master’s teachings.

Immortal Valley leisurely, leisurely cloud wild cranes, constantly flying over the bamboo forest, chirping softly.

This piece of independent Xiaoyao Mountains.

Birds and flowers are fragrant, and the fragrance is in full bloom, just like a paradise.

At the same time, in the empire, in a mountain forest.

The remnants of the Chu state, the Xiang clan, are here to survive and become bandits.

Live by robbing passing travelers and caravans.

At first, after the offensive and defensive battle of Yuyang County began.

They followed the agreement with Mo.

Together with the remaining princes and nobles of the six kingdoms, they raised troops to resist the violent Qin.

But, the result.

Not only the Yuyang incident was suppressed easily and quickly, but there was no splash at the frontier, attracting half of the empire’s forces.

Moreover, these six kings and nobles who rebelled against them.

It was also led by the emperor Chehou, the Shishan camp led by Wang Jian.

Suppress yourself.

All the princes and nobles of the six kingdoms, the rebel army assembled.

All were killed by the Empire, leaving no survivors.

Once again demonstrated the iron-blooded power of the Imperial Cavalry.

In the past, the Great Qin Chehou who swept away the state of Chu.

The Xiang family was once again defeated in his hands.

All the time, down to now.

At this moment, in the cave of this mountain forest.

The young master of the Xiang clan, Xiang Yu.

After seeing the content described above in the letter.

With a bang.

The aura of the whole body suddenly burst.

Fist clenched.

There was extreme anger in his eyes.

Unstoppable anger, eye canthus split.

“Ink, was destroyed… 9)

Xiang Yu said coldly.

The Xiang clan’s partner, Mo Xiang, has been exterminated by the empire.

All Mo Yusei were beheaded.

Even Mo’s leader, Mo Juzi, was personally executed and killed.

The corpse hangs on the ink ruins for public display!

Damn it’s empire, and took the lives of a group of its own companions!

Xiang Yu clenched his fists tightly,

Furious.

The qi and blood in the body spewed out, hating Da Qin to the bone,

Can’t wait to be able to smash this empire with one punch.

“Now, Confucianism and ink statues have all been destroyed one after another.

“Our companions are getting fewer and fewer…”

Now, next to him, an old man with gray hair said in a deep voice.

His face showed a bit of misery and despair.

He is Xiang Yu’s uncle, Fan Zeng, who has been a soldier since childhood and is familiar with military books.

Usually, next to Xiang Yu, as a military adviser.

For the Xiang family, Yun plans and plans.

Now, knowing that the ink was destroyed, his heart sank.

On the rivers and lakes, there are hundreds of sons who rebelled against the empire.

Now, they are destroyed one by one.

All the rebel forces are being eliminated by the empire step by step.

The future, where is their future?

Could it be that this huge territory will always be ruled by Da Qin?

Where is the hope for the restoration of the kingdom of Chu?

In his heart, he was a little dazed.

“It’s a big deal, we’re fighting with Bao Qin!”

Xiang Yu said angrily.

Some hysterical, broken jars.

Now, the forces that 447 rebelled against the empire—that is, their companions, the masters—have been annihilated by the empire one after another.

They can’t do anything.

Just wait here.

Sitting and looking at the hope of restoring the country, the hope is getting slimmer.

Waiting for failure and despair to come, this feeling is simply crushing!

“Nephew, don’t get excited!

Fan Zeng held Xiang Yu’s shoulder.

Press him down.

“Now, the more dangerous the outside world is, the more we can’t let ourselves go!

“The empire is destroying the remnants of the six kingdoms, we must not make any claims!

“But…..”

Xiang Yu was a little angry and couldn’t bear it any longer.

“Nephew, Shiobushi! 33

Fan Zeng said coldly.

“If you can’t bear it, you will make a big plan. Now, we must lay the groundwork and wait for the opportunity!”

Under the persuasion of Fan Zeng.

Xiang Yu clenched his teeth and sat back in the distance again, but his eyes were like spitting fire, and it was always difficult to calm down.

Now, in the distant old land of the Six Kingdoms in Shandong.

Inside a pub.

One was wearing a linen robe and a hat.

The sword-wielding man covering his face.

Now, it is stopping in the tavern.

He rode all the way, the road tired.

Now, the horses are resting in the stalls in the tavern.

He is also here for temporary repairs.

At this moment.

After hearing the news that Mo was destroyed in the tavern, and that all Mo’s remnants were beheaded by the imperial army.

Immediately, he felt the fortune turn around, and his eyes darkened.

His anger attacked his heart, and he breathed out a mouthful of black blood.

“What? Ink, ink like…

This sword-wielding, cold man.

self-mumbling.

Both eyes were red.

Mo, has been destroyed by the empire?.