I am the leader of Huangquan

...

Among Liangzhou.

"It's changed!"

A mighty figure suddenly said, "How did the contemporary emperor anger the people of the world in just a few hours?"

This is so weird.

Incredible.

Jingzhou is so huge and the soil is so vast.

This caused the resentment and hatred of all peoples to overthrow their beliefs accumulated over tens of thousands of years. The reason for this is to make people feel chills behind.

How vicious did the Human Sovereign do, to play with people's hearts, to be like this?

...

Jizhou.

A beautiful female cultivator in white suddenly opened her eyes, and counted her fingers, "Why is Jingzhou's luck in the human way failing? The younger brother actually did it?? But even so, it's just that the Emperor's luck is exhausted. How to kill the emperor?"

"I can't figure it out."

...

Kyushu is restless and turbulent.

In the whole teahouse.

Wu Lang's expression was calm, and he exchanged cups with the Crown Prince of Jingzhou in front of him, "The first time we met, you broke my disciple's three wall-facing plans, and the second time we met, it's my turn to take action. The great sage is back!" How about a plan?"

"Absurd, shameless."

Jing Ge's complexion changed several times, and he stared intently at Wu Lang. He said in a low voice, "I never thought that you, a sage and a scholar, would tamper with history like this... Talking nonsense about what happened in ancient times!"

His complexion changed slightly.

The Jingzhou disaster of Shanjing was not caused by them at all!

This huge scapegoat, the root cause of Jingzhou's decline, is dumped on Jingzhou's ancient emperor, how can I bear it? ?

This is too vicious!

This is killing two birds with one stone.

Not only did it pull the mountain spirits and mortals into the same camp, it also made the mortals crazily hostile to their Human Emperor Sect, weakening their Human Emperor's luck!

This is to weaken the sense of belonging of the people, disgusting him!

"Traditional salvation cannot deal with unscrupulous high-level officials like you."

Wu Lang said lightly: "I'm not a rotten Confucian, I don't stick to the rules, I just want to have a clear conscience, just let the people receive help...it can make the Little Leiyin Temple under my command develop, and the big Buddhas will come down the mountain to save the world from evil disasters. A good lie."

"ridiculous!"

Jing Ge suddenly stood up, and shouted angrily: "You are harming our human race! Do you know that if the common people and mortals in the world believe in the calamities of mountain spirits and beasts, they are their mortals, and they think that they are the same family, and the future of the world , What kind of horror will be planted?"

"Ha ha."

Wu Lang glanced at him: "So, you can let the common people accept the mountain spirit, but I can't let the common people accept the mountain spirit in this way?"

"After Shan Jing practiced, he was as holy as a Buddha."

"They are of the earth attribute and have a gentle personality. They are born of the Buddhist family, and they can be very friendly with the human race and get along well."

"Even if the mountain spirit in your mouth may rebel in the future, lose its original intention, and cause serious trouble, it can only be a matter of the distant future. As long as I am still alive, this kind of thing will not happen."

"This sharp knife must be used by myself."

The young Confucian also stood up, and on the window sill of the restaurant, overlooking the storytellers running around, he also expressed a bit of anger:

"I promised those mortal kings who were willing to sacrifice and run for me. I created a system for the mountain spirits. In my hands, they will surely save the world and bring about the rise of mortals."

"They trust me."

The eyes of the great scholar in white seemed to flash a raging flame.

"Because I am a great Confucian who is destined to be a sage and to benefit the world."

"It's also because I showed them the skills that mortals can practice, so that they saw hope, so they did not care about themselves, moths flew into the flames, and benefited the people of the world."

"That's my promise to them."

Wu Lang stood up and looked at him coldly: "This is the first time that I have so many lives on my shoulders when I came to this world, and I can't let them down, so I have to fulfill their promise."

"I will let the mountain spirit save Fancheng if the fairy gate doesn't go to save it!"

"I will let the mountain spirits fill the evil disasters that the Immortal Gate does not actively fight against!"

"I will do what the fairy gate blesses mortals! I will let mortals practice what the fairy gate cannot do!"

His voice was low and loud.

Wu Lang was not a sage at first, but he was a man of his word, and now he had many expectations. He regarded him as a true sage, and he would perform his duties himself, so he would not live up to this promise.

"So, you don't hesitate to accompany the leaders of all the mortal countries to create such a big lie with you? Risking being liquidated by me immediately, and bewitching the mortals in the world together?"

Jing Ge is a calm prince who is able to control his emotions very well. He devised three strategies and set up three strategies to capture the three chiefs. At this moment, trembling with anger, he spoke. "You are a fallacy! Although you are deliberately sensationalizing the story, the people will not believe it when they calm down."

"Don't you really believe it? They think that Xianmen can do such a thing!"

Wu Lang looked at him calmly, and his voice was sharp and thorny: "You taught me this, His Royal Highness, who is good at the emperor's mind...Use rumors to deal with rumors, and fools to deal with fools."

"Prince Jing Ge, what did you say to me at that time?"

Wu Lang suddenly turned his back on the guest and poured tea for him like a host.

The smile on his face became more and more gentle, but it gave people the illusion of coldness and anger, as if a demon whispered softly in his ear:

"You said—for tens of thousands of years, the beast disaster has brought them too much pain... These fools are always willing to believe what they believe, and never care about the truth."

"Now this sentence, I will return it to you."

"For tens of thousands of years, the monks of Xianmen have brought them too much pain... These fools are always willing to believe what they believe, and never care about the truth!"

Jing Ge's expression showed a hint of shock.

Although he doesn't want to admit it, the ten thousand years of accumulated pain and hatred brought by the immortal gate to mortals is no less than the hatred and pain caused by animal disasters.

These foolish people have accumulated tens of thousands of years of distrust towards them, and they have already reached the level of impending eruption. If this catalyst continues, it will indeed ignite the volcano. I believe this mountain spirit conspiracy theory that seems to be impossible to withstand scrutiny.

"At the same time, who said I have no evidence?"

Wu Lang's smile deepened, and he looked outside, "Announcing the scandal is only the first step. Next, I will present the evidence for the world!"

at this time.

Outside the restaurant, the storyteller was already surrounded by people after he handed out the paper for the next volume.

"Is what you said above true?"

"I think it's true! Immortal Gate is so vicious, and likes to use us mortals to do various experiments. Even a big city next to me was blood-stained by immortal cultivators. It's so horrible that even children are not spared."

"That's a magic cultivator, and only living people are used to practice spells. The fairy gate is good."

"How could it be good!"

"I don't think this can come true! Mountain spirits are humans who were cursed in ancient times. It's too exaggerated... empty words!"

"I don't want to believe it!"

...

Some people are willing to believe in the evil of Xianmen, and some people still maintain reason.

However, the storyteller who sent out the second volume smiled and said: "I have three iron proofs, each of which is as strong as a mountain, which can prove the truth of this matter! The ancient immortal emperor enslaved the ancient mortals and turned them into mountain spirits! "

"Three irrefutable proofs?"

The wave of the people is getting bigger and bigger, and countless people are in turmoil.

Everyone already knows.

The torrent erupting in front of him will be the biggest event in the entire history of mortals in Jingzhou, bar none.

In the distance, a monk official finally realized that he was going to arrest this ostentatious mortal scholar, "Damn mortals! You actually gathered people to spread rumors! Slandering the immortal sect!"

"You let him talk!!"

Jing Ge who was sitting on the top of the restaurant frowned and couldn't help but snort coldly.

A heart sank unstoppably in his heart.

So what if the rumors of the restaurant under the nose were stopped?

The other party has been prepared for a long time, colluding with all parts of the country, looking for a large number of these dead storytellers, not afraid of being liquidated by them after the autumn, just for this moment of burning... It has been spread all over the world, even the Jinghuang City in front of us, so There are a large number of dead soldiers.

at this time.

He chopped off the storyteller's so-called ironclad evidence, which was harmful instead.

"I'd like to see, how can there be any three iron proofs for this empty talk and nonsense?" Jing Ge's eyes flashed with anger, "Could it be possible that you can still fabricate iron proofs out of thin air? Mountain spirits are human proofs?"

"The evidence is as solid as a mountain!"

Wu Lang's smile became gentle again, as if he had never burst into anger just now, drinking tea calmly, with a cold expression:

"I don't know about the filth within your Human Sovereign, you must have hidden it very well... But the filthy things about the mountain spirit, I say you did it, you did it."

Jing Ge's face changed slightly.

In this person, he seems to have seen a somewhat flexible judge, knowing that the other party is clearly a criminal but has no evidence, so he secretly fabricated all kinds of evidence to frame him, and he must be punished!

Wu Lang cast a glance at him:

"Today, I am here to seek justice for the common people in the world."

"I'm here to sit on this 'Temple of the World' and interrogate the current emperor for the sake of the people of the world. I'm going to take the three major mountain evidences and enumerate the crimes committed by the Emperor of Jingzhou!"

"Then, parade through the streets to show the world, and behead the current emperor on the Demon Slaying Platform!"

Chapter 115 Killing the Emperor

you!

Jing Ge was so angry that his face turned red suddenly, like a volcano ready to explode, "You want to count the three major evidences and judge the Emperor?"

But how can this person talk nonsense in such a serious manner.

He looked at such a thick-skinned Confucian sage who turned black and white, told right and wrong, and distorted the facts.

At this moment, I finally knew where I was wrong.

The other party is the kind of sage who is extremely active and even jumps out of the constraints of the traditional thinking framework. Such people are not pedantic, and they are the most terrifying!

In the restaurant, the storyteller below continued to shout:

"The first item of iron evidence, the three major points today, conform to the history described."

"The first point is that Jingzhou's spiritual energy is thin, but it is because of the mountain spirit!"

"Second point, the ancient ancestors, according to historical records, can practice longevity, it is a huge mythical era!"

"The third point, look at the mountain spirit in the cage, isn't the glorious aura of Daleiyin Temple the aura that fits the history of the story? Prove that this technique really exists!"

...

When the people heard about it, they believed it even more.

The fate of the world lingering in the Emperor's Sect is getting more and more exhausted and gloomy.

"This is one of the ironclad proofs!"

The scholar took out a special compass mirror instrument and said, "The second iron proof is as follows!"

"Look, gentlemen!"

He took out a dark green severed arm of a goblin, hung some cells from it, and looked at the people around him, "Everyone, can you give me some blood?"

Unknown to some mortals, blood was given anyway.

So, they saw the ingenious, streamlined and convenient DNA similarity comparison of Xianmen's specialization.

"Look, gentlemen, there are 86% body structure similarities between the mountain spirit and us humans!" The scholar looked around sharply, "It is enough to prove that the mountain spirit was once us human beings!"