The Human Emperor

“Yes, Prince! ”

The sound of the eagle came from outside the carriage, and although he did not know what had happened, the eagle instinctively followed Wang Chong's orders. At no time can Wang Chong's order be wrong, which has been proven countless times.

“Wang Chong, is something wrong in the northwest? ”

A gentle voice came from beside him. Xu Qiqin sat beside him and looked at Wang Chong's side face. He and Wang Chong had been together for such a long time and had never seen his face so heavy.

Wang Chong did not speak, but nodded slightly. He remembered what Li Jun said at the stairwell.

Su Cold Mountain! Li Jiye!

An idea flew past my head in the spark of light. Wang Chong remembered two people far from the northwest. During this time, Wang Chong has been busy dealing with the affairs of Jingzhong, ignoring the situation. This time, the entire army was repressed. The most angry was not Wang Zheng himself, but Xidu's guards, who had withdrawn from the northwest, and Wang Zheng's men who remained there.

The Confucian prison army, even commander of the army, has never existed before. Wang Chong doesn't have to look into it, but he can imagine that there must be a lot of disobedience in the army. Once they have clashed with Confucianism in the army, they will surely be exploited by Confucianism. From the determination shown by Li Jun's envy, he will have absolutely no mercy.

The carriage rumbled, quickly disappearing in the east direction of the city.

Wow, just for a moment, a eagle sparrow stood up with a letter and hurried to the northwest. Wang rushed through the carriage window and looked at the distant eagle bird, relieved slightly. In any case, with this letter, at least there will not be too much conflict in the military.

As long as Su Hanshan and Li Jiye are not too impulsive, they will not leave a handle on each other.

“Prince…”

After a long time, a voice came from outside the carriage, the eagle hesitated and stopped talking.

“Go ahead. ”

Wang closed his eyes and said.

“… If we have found each other, why didn't His Majesty attack him? At least take him down so they can minimize their losses to Da Tang! ”

Eagle Road.

When Wang Chung entered the drunken moon building, the eagle waited outside, all the intelligence agents hid around, leaked the water around the area, and a fly could fly out to see clearly. The eagle thought that it took nine bulls and two tigers to finally find the "real killer behind the scenes”. Wang Zhong would definitely strike at the other party, seize the other party and solve the crisis once and for all.

But after waiting so long outside, apart from a slight shake at the beginning of the Drunken Moon Building, nothing happened after that.

“Eagle, I know what you're thinking, but this is no time at all! ”

Wang Chung closed his eyes and said calmly:

“And killing him doesn't help at all. It doesn't solve the problem! ”

Eagles don't understand that they're not fighting alone, or an unprecedented amount of power. It is impossible for a 267-year-old young man to say that with his own strength he can control his teachers, Qi Wang, the Prime Minister and the Grand Prince. Behind him lies a greater power.

Li Junqiao is just their elected leader. Killing him would not help at all, and that power could wipe out a new leader.

Not to mention, the people in the winery represent not a martial arts sect, but a spiritual and ideological heritage. They suppress the military, recall themselves from Khoroshan, suppress the military, never by virtue of martial arts, but precisely by thought, spirit and strategy.

Martial arts are of little use in this level of confrontation. Flesh can be annihilated, but spirituality and thought cannot be easily annihilated. Moreover, even if Li Junqiao was killed, the other party could still intervene in the chapel and inherit the repressive army and army. That's why Wang Chong didn't do it.

This time, however, it was difficult to find each other's leaders and touch each other's tracks. Once they killed each other, those people could quickly elect another leader. By then, Wang Chong wanted to find them again, and it was even harder to understand them. When a force turns dark from light, it's almost impossible to catch it.

Besides, the eagles neglected one of the most important things - Lee Jun's martial arts!

In the middle of the underworld, Wang Zheng remembered the scene in the liquor store where he and Li Jun envied the glass and tried each other out.

To this day, Wang Chong's cultivation has become arrogant, rarely matched, infinitely approaching the realm of infinity. But if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, who would have believed that in this world, among my peers, there are people who are not beneath themselves.

The young man in white in the tavern (Li Junje), his strength is unpredictable, absolutely exceeds the rank of Empire General, and his mental strength, I'm afraid, is stronger than that of Messier!

Wang Chong can possess such cultivation at the age of eighteen years, solely because of the experience of two generations, constant efforts, plus the possession of the "Great Yin, Yang, Heaven and Earth Creation Gong" such a monumental kung fu, can constantly draw power from various powerful opponents, but the other party is only twenty-six and seven years old, he also possesses such a strong cultivation, can sit on the same level with himself, the Chamber fighting, this is not a "hard practice” can explain.

Behind each other is a powerful, unimaginable force!

“Confucian! ”

An idea quickly surfaced in Wang Zheng's mind. In the drunken moon building, Wang Zhong carefully observed that a significant portion of Confucian wrists contained a secret ink mark, exactly like the three Confucian masters who succeeded Horoshan in his military power. In the beginning, Wang Chung only felt he had seen it, but did not remember where it was.

But in the meantime, Wang Chong finally remembered. That particular mark, he hadn't seen in this world, came from memories in his mind. When the end of the year came, the last remaining human masters came together, and there was a group of Confucian masters with this special mark on their wrists. They were running around, shouting out loud, propagating some kind of theory, and appearing very special in the afterlife.

Later, the exotic invaders came again and invaded the camp, and those men and other late masters disappeared in the war.

Wang Chong did not deliberately pay attention and understand, he simply knew that they called themselves "Confucianism" and that they had ink marks on their wrists that would not normally be found in Confucianism.

—— both identical.

History also changed in the turn, when he was reborn, changed the southwest, also changed the Roth, pushed Datang's force, the influence of the soldiers to the peak. These Confucius Gates, which have not appeared in their previous lives, have also embarked on the stage of history and begun to crush the survival space of soldiers.

“Go back first! ”

Wang Chong quickly recovered.

The other party's trail has been revealed, and the black hands behind the scenes have surfaced, so you should think about what to do next.

……

“Son, it's impossible, how could he know about our Confucianism! ”

In the drunken moon building, when Wang rushed away, a thirty-four shrugged middle-aged literary man suddenly walked behind Li Junyi and looked shocked at Wang rushing away.

“Our Confucian affairs have always been secret, except for some core people, even the teacher's place is not very clear, how could a teenager know our Confucian existence! ”

A middle-aged clerk spoke the voices of many people. Wang Chong had said so many words before. Together, they could not compare to the last words of Confucian spitting out.

This feeling is indescribable.

It's like a man who's been hiding a secret for a long time, thinks that God doesn't know ghosts and doesn't realize them, and finally finds it easy to be told by each other.

The liquor store was quiet, Li Jun stood there in envy as snow and quiet. His eyes also revealed the color of thinking. The pair of utensils, Yuxuan's sword brow, also felt wrinkled. The doubts of the middle-aged literary man, why not in his heart, the threat posed to them by Wang Zheng is much greater than imagined.

Confucius never thought to stay behind the scenes. To change the world, sooner or later you have to go from behind the scenes to the stage, but in Li Jun's imagination, that is at least a long time later.

During this time, since the events in Khoroshan, it was not known how many forces were investigating him, but nothing had been gained. However, Wang rushed to the Beijing master only for three or four days, forcing him out, and in less than ten days, he had found his true self.

- I'm afraid it's much earlier than expected to find out who he really is.

This made Li Jun feel like he was facing an extremely sharp sword, and the direction the sword pointed in was all important to him.

“Son, this exotic king is too much of a threat to us, and he refuses to cooperate with us. Sooner or later it will be a stumbling block, which will seriously affect our plan. If we just did it, there is a very good chance to kill him. Why didn't the son let us? ”

At the same time, an old voice came from the left, and another Confucian old man in his fifties came up from behind. His golden palette was dangerously bright in his eyes.

This Confucian old man had previously felt completely weak and insignificant. But at this point, when Wang flushed away, the old man finally revealed a part of his body to repair. At that moment, a pounding force burst out of his body, and he was no less jealous than Wang Chong and Li Jun.

“Song Lao, you're right, this royal boy is likely to be our biggest obstacle in the court. But now is not the time to move him. Ross and Horoshan, combined with Southwest, pushed his reputation to the point where there were three wars in total. When he returned to the capital, you saw that he had a great reputation, not only in the Chapel, but even in the folk. At this time, we killed him and killed him, which only led to the disgust of the folk and the people, but also to the loss of our plan. ”

Li Jun envied calmly.

His eyes were deep and sharp as if he had insight into a distant future.