fake prince

Chapter 1036
"On the pretext of cleaning up the shrine, Dai Wang won the surrender of half of the gods?" Not only is Yu Qianzhi a real person, he is also proficient in Confucianism, and he knows the weight of the words "shengmin, shengye, karma".

The gods of the heavenly family worship nature, and their status is unshakable, but the gods of humans have their rise and fall. If they really want to demolish the shrines and worship them, they will really die.

The acting king exercises imperial power on behalf of the court, and these naturally have to be surrendered.

However, the subjugation of the gods represents a trivial matter, and the key point is that they affect the tendency of millions of believers in the capital.

"Although there are some frictions, it can greatly supplement the foundation of Daiwang. Daiwang has won the people."

These auras have been entangled with Daiwangfu, although the entanglement is not deep, but it still makes people feel shocked!
And the ghosts and gods that have been cleared are gray and black soaring to the sky!
This aura of ghosts and gods bit each other in the big net with the ghosts and gods who had surrendered to the king, and showed hideous and huge human faces from time to time, which formed a huge resentment!

In contrast, Dai Wang Lingguang is like the rising sun, bright and bright!
Emmanuel flourishes day by day!

Yu Qianzhi couldn't help but change color, and in the blink of an eye he uttered angrily.

"Is the emperor crazy? Even if you want to grant authority, you can't give it to the people. Once the acting king wins the people, it will be difficult to control in the future!"

Even though he had expected it, Yu Qianzhi was still resentful beyond words.

He was hostile to Dai Wang, and every step of Dai Wang's growth deeply hurt his heart.

"Hmph! Do you really think these ghosts are easy to deal with?"

"According to Daolu records, a ghost and god in the previous generation was attacked by the imperial court and had little incense. After more than two hundred years, he still survived. He was rehabilitated in the new dynasty and continued to enjoy the incense."

"Humans and ghosts cut off the incense, but it will take a few years, more than ten years to be ashamed, but this kind of ghosts and gods, even if they are living on their laurels, it will take hundreds of years to wear them away."

"The hatred of demolishing the shrine is greater than killing the father. If it cannot be eliminated immediately, there will be backlash."

"Furthermore, even if you become the king for a while, the emperor's heart is fixed, and you won't live long!"

There was no one around, and Yu Qianzhi was not talking loudly to himself. At the same time, in the corner of the attic, a servant was sweeping the floor with his head down. He looked ordinary, but his ears moved and his face changed slightly.

After a stick of incense, a carrier pigeon flew out of Yu Mansion with its wings fluttering.

In a remote part of the capital, there is a cold Taoist temple, the door is ajar, there is no voice inside, only the sound of sweeping the floor.

A masked man in Tsing Yi came to the door of the Taoist temple from far to near. With a light push, the door opened. After stepping in, he saw an old man sweeping the floor with his head down.

The man in Tsing Yi walked directly beside the old man, and the old man didn't seem to notice it at all, turning a blind eye to him passing by.

The man in Tsing Yi didn't give the old man a look, and walked straight into the main hall.

The main hall is very clean, the window paper is not broken, the vermilion paint on the pillars is not peeled off, wiped clean, there are three god statues, in the middle is a statue of a young man, about the size of a person, sitting on a high place, looking down at the entrance people in Tsing Yi.

On the left side of this god statue, there are two young girls, one of which has a pair of dragon horns, both of which are very simple crown clothes, which are naturally noble to humans, but average to gods.

There was no incense in the stove, and it was deserted. The man in Tsing Yi looked at it silently for a while, then went to the incense table and picked up three incense sticks.

Hold it in your hand, return to the original standing position, and you don't need to light it, just shake it lightly, and the three incense sticks will ignite spontaneously.

The man in Tsing Yi lit the incense, and after three bows, he put the incense in the incense burner.

He stepped back to his position and looked up at the young man in the middle.

The incense in the censer was burning slowly, and he just waited quietly until the end of the incense burning, and then said: "Who would know that the god for this offering was Wei Shizu back then?"

As soon as the words fell, the three incense sticks had burned to the end, and the incense burner also made a crackling sound.

Without any hesitation, the man in Tsing Yi sent a stream of spiritual energy towards the ground, and at the place where he knelt down, a dark entrance suddenly appeared, extending downward, as if it had no end!
This is an authentic!
The man in Tsing Yi was not surprised at all, and walked directly into this tunnel.

When there was light at first, I could still see the scene below. Below dozens of steps, there was a large area of ​​land. As the tunnel door slammed shut, my eyes went dark, and I couldn't see anything at once.

But this situation didn't last long. After it went dark for a while, it took about three breaths, and the eyes suddenly lit up!
It was candlelight!

There are fire candles on the walls on all four sides, I don't know what they used to light them, and they are covered with glass covers, and they ignited spontaneously!

And what appeared in front of the people in Tsing Yi was a palace!
This majestic hall is surrounded by layers of god statues. There are people, gods, ghosts, and demons, all surrounded by the most central statue in a posture of ten thousand birds facing the phoenix!
However, the statue surrounded in the middle was no longer a boy, but a middle-aged emperor in a crown suit.

This god statue was also carved so vividly. If you look carefully, it is vaguely similar to a young man, but it is much older.

If it is said that the young god before was like a teenager, noble and heroic coexisted, and there was vitality in it.

The statue of the middle-aged emperor is more majestic.

This kind of life-killing, majesty of all things bowing their heads, even a person who knows that this is a statue and not a living person, is easy to be photographed in an instant, and dare not look into the eyes of the statue for a long time!
Beside are still two women, still young.

The dragon girl with horns on her head is dressed in a royal costume, she is very dignified, but she has a somewhat unwilling expression, which is clearly carved.

Another woman showed nine tails, she was actually a nine-tailed fox!

She was holding the crown in her hand, but she didn't put it on. The expression on her face was also vivid, and she was unwilling!

The three statues were very close to each other, and the man in Tsing Yi looked at them silently, in a daze, as if he had seen the scene back then!
It's just like this.

After a long time, the man in Tsing Yi averted his eyes, straightened his attire, bowed down, and said in his mouth: "Prime Minister He Haichen would like to play, the destiny has been opened, the loan back then, Dazheng should repay it, born with a monster race, and also has a destiny, I hope the ancestors will not be disappointed." Far, silently investigate."

"boom!"

As the words fell, the sound of thunder rang in my ears, and outside the Taoist temple, there was a sudden bright flash, and then raindrops fell.

Although it was not a severe winter, there was a thunderstorm.

Southwest Province

A valley is the end of the official road, and further into it is a mountain road. There is a small tributary. The river bed is very shallow, but you can still get water. The tourists are getting less and less, deserted, but there is a hotel. There are not many people under the dew, only one The young girl, although her clothes are covered with dust, has a curvaceous figure, her bright eyes are very attractive, she is drinking water, her movements are graceful, her expression is indifferent, and she is looking into the distance.

The wind blew up her hair and sleeves, making her, who was sitting in a humble shop, look like a fairy in a painting who stepped out of a painting!
Not far away, two guys were secretly winking at each other, their eyes kept drifting towards the girl, and one of them was secretly counting: "Five...four...three...two...one!"

"It's true!"

But the strange thing is, as the time counted silently, the girl who should have collapsed was still sitting there, drinking water quietly and looking at the scenery in the distance.

How is this going?

(End of this chapter)