I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

One hundred and fifteen years of orthodoxy.

New Year's Eve.

The night is dark and everything is silent.

The nameless manor east of the divine capital.

A carriage wrapped in black cloth stopped at the back door. After the purple-robed old man got out of the carriage, he looked at the red lantern with a solemn expression.

"I don't know how many people are going to die tonight!"

The old man sighed softly, pushed the door open and went in, arriving at the back hall in a familiar manner.

The hall was dimly lit, and the seats on the left and right were filled with shadowy figures. Everyone was wearing hats and black robes, and their voices were muffled, so they couldn't identify who they were.

"What? Even today, you don't dare to show your true colors?"

The old man walked forward, sat in the middle hall, and looked at the fat man in black on the left: "King Kang, don't deceive yourself with your figure!"

"Uncle Sixth King, don't be surprised. It's true that our ancestor is too powerful, so we have to be careful."

King Kang lifted up his mask, his fat face was so crowded that there were only slits left for his eyes. He looked towards the direction of the imperial city and said helplessly: "It's not that I have been forced too much. I am loyal and pray for me day and night!"

The man in black next to him echoed incessantly, expressing his dissatisfaction with the Orthodox Emperor.

Since the 100th anniversary of the unification of Zhengtong, the imperial court has begun to vigorously suppress noble families, not only convicting and inspecting them, but also restricting their privileges legally.

The noble family took five steps back the day before yesterday, ten steps back yesterday, and today there is no way back.

News broke half a month ago that the Orthodox Emperor wanted to equalize human rights and intended to eliminate the privileges of everyone, including but not limited to officials, scholars, etc.

If any emperor in history dared to implement this policy, even if he did not die suddenly, it would be difficult to carry out the decree.

However, the Zhengtong Emperor was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. In the eyes of the people, he was a living god. He not only had invincible personal strength, but also held great power. His lackeys and spies were all over the temples and rivers and lakes.

If we don't join forces to resist, it won't take long for all the princes and officials here to be reduced to nothing.

The Sixth Prince said with a worried look on his face: "My ancestor often said that everyone is fair, but little did he know that his continued existence is the greatest injustice to the people in the world."

"The Sixth Prince is right!"

"We are waiting for this move for the sake of the people of the world!"

"Today's action is for the sake of the world!"

"..."

Everyone said something to each other, and what was originally a conspiracy to rebel suddenly became a matter of justice.

Regardless of whether the people of the Zhou Dynasty are willing or not, they must overthrow the rule of the "orthodox tyrant". This is for the sake of fairness to the people of the world!

If someone asks, what should I do if life becomes difficult after changing the emperor?

It doesn't matter!

Even if they are impoverished, even if they are hungry and cold, even if they sell their children and daughters, it is nothing. After all, the people have obtained the supreme justice of life.

"We should work together to seek justice for the common people!"

King Kang's voice was impassioned, and suddenly he changed his voice and asked: "Uncle Sixth, you summoned me, but do you have any means to deal with the ancestor?"

Everyone suddenly fell silent and looked at the Sixth Prince.

The Orthodox Emperor was invincible a hundred and fifty years ago, and now he is even more unfathomable. If there is no equal power, then everyone should just go back to their respective homes and sleep.

"That's natural."

The Sixth Prince looked at the man in black on the right and said: "I read the secrets of the previous dynasty and found out that there were nine great masters who worked together to besiege the ancestor, and they were almost successful."

"Eight of them have all lost their inheritance. Only the Vajra Temple has been passed down to this day. The secret scriptures in the temple record that there is a god in the world who is not weaker than the ancestor."

"Na Amitabha!"

The man in black lifted his hood. Inside was a bald monk with a thin face and a reddish-gold complexion. He clasped his hands together and pronounced the name of the Buddha: "I swear by the Buddha, this is true."

The Sixth Prince continued: "After finding the secret, I took advantage of traveling and searched thousands of mountains and rivers, and finally found the man of God in the cold pool in the far north..."

Jie Jie Jie!

A series of strange laughter came.

"Our family is not a man of gods, but a family of monsters, demons and monsters."

Before he finished speaking, he saw billowing black fog pouring into the hall. There were countless ghost heads flying in and out of the fog, emitting terrifying and ear-piercing screams.

"Ah! Ghost, ghost..."

A man in black robes screamed in fright, fell from his chair to the ground, and rolled and crawled outside.

"snort!"

An old voice came from the ghost mist, saying contemptuously: "You are so brave, are you worthy of being an enemy of the Governor?"

The ghost mist rolled around and swallowed up the man in black robes. In the blink of an eye, only the pale bones were left. Before others could make a sound in fear, one after another ghost shadows penetrated into everyone's bodies.

The old voice continued: "Two hours later, at dawn, you will raise troops to disrupt Shenjing and lead the imperial army out of the palace."

Someone worried: "Is this too hasty?"

brush!

The fog swept over and the man died on the spot.

"Whatever our family says, you have to be obedient and do not allow any questions. In addition, all nine of your tribes have been struck by our soul-eating curse. If you don't obey, all nine tribes will die!"

Everyone was helpless and respectfully said: "I obey."

The Sixth Prince's expression remained unchanged, and he seemed to have expected this. He said in a deep voice: "You don't need to worry. With the help of this divine man, we will definitely succeed immediately."

After the orthodox emperor ascended the throne, he never displayed his invincible martial arts. Over a hundred years later, it has become like a myth and legend, which is hard to believe.

Many smart people who have read a lot believe that the orthodox emperor proclaimed himself the God of War just to stabilize his rule.

Its weirdness and mystery are far inferior to the ghost that devours human flesh and soul!

King Kang narrowed his eyes slightly. As a descendant of the Zhou family, of course he knew that his ancestor was terrifying, but at the moment of life and death, we must unite as one, he said with a smile.

"When we work together to overthrow the tyrant, under what name should we establish a new king? This matter needs to be discussed as soon as possible to give the world an explanation."

Everyone in the hall was frightened. Guided by the words of the uncle and nephew, they naturally began to imagine a happy life after restoring the "ancient rituals".

It is recorded in the book that a hundred years ago, nobles from aristocratic families only had to pay a few taels of silver to kill a mud-legged person, unlike now where they are often punished with life imprisonment or death.

There was silence in the hall for a while, and a man in black robe said.

"I have consulted the orthodox records of the previous dynasties. It is recorded in the records that the late emperor was a descendant of the Tang family in ancient times. He was exterminated by foreigners and lived among the people. Later, he was adopted as the adopted son by the governor of Dongchang."

"Based on the bloodline of the previous emperor, this is a usurpation of power and an unfair position!"

King Kang was slightly startled. He never expected that someone would dare to doubt the orthodox status of his ancestor. However, it sounded somewhat reasonable and could be used to deceive people all over the world.

"Cui Shangshu is right!"

As if he recognized the identity of the speaker, he praised him repeatedly, but in his heart he felt more and more contempt.

No wonder the ancestor looks down on the great Confucian!

…

Yin Shi.

Qinzheng Hall.

There is a thick stack of memorials on the imperial case, hundreds of them, and there are still several stacks after reviewing them.

After a hundred years of great rule, the Great Zhou Dynasty was more powerful than any country in history, covering the north of Northern Xinjiang, the south of Southern Xinjiang, and the west of Western Regions.

In governing the seventy-two states, there are too many things that His Majesty needs to deal with every day.

If it were any other emperor, he might have decentralized small matters, either to the cabinet, or to the six ministries, and he could only focus on big things, but Zhou Yi had to do everything personally.

All matters ranging from natural and man-made disasters to corrupt officials to trivial and boring civil disputes will be personally reviewed and reviewed.

Even though government decrees have been issued repeatedly requiring officials to simplify their speech and omit flattery and ceremonial greetings, thousands of memorials need to be processed every day.

Zhou Yi spent more than ten hours every day attending court and reviewing memorials. He was busy sitting under the imperial desk almost all the time.

As the martial arts cultivation becomes more and more sophisticated, the soul also undergoes mysterious changes. Scanning the memorial, one can instantly analyze the cause and effect of the incident and give the correct way to deal with it.

In a short time, more than ten memorials were processed.

"This is an interesting story. The Hengchang has obtained the right to build the Suzhou Railway. I remember that this is the business name of the Lu family. Ying and Suzhou are three thousand miles apart, so I brought the story from the two states."

After Zhou Yi gave the order, the servants were immediately busy and quickly brought up all the memorials related to the two states, including the secret records of the east and west two states.

After checking them one by one, I found the reason.

"The legitimate daughter of the Lu family married a Suzhou shepherd to fill a house..."

Zhou Yi's eyes were dark, and he commented on the memorial of Suzhou Mu that "the construction is approved and the progress is accelerated", and the secret certificate of Dongchang also commented that "thoroughly investigate any evidence of any crime in Suzhou Mu".

No one is perfect, let alone the state pastor who is in charge of a state.

For other evidence of crime found by Dongchang, no matter how big or small, in order to make atonement for his crimes, he will be asked to tell him personally whether he has any beneficial dealings with the Lu family.

"Send to Dongchang."

"As commanded."

The chamberlain on duty bowed and took the secret fold, and immediately left Qinzheng Hall and headed to Dongchang. The secret agent would leave the city before dawn and could arrive in Suzhou in three days at most to investigate the case.

More than a hundred years have passed, and the Zhou Dynasty has long been like a precision machine, monitoring and managing the vast territory with Zhouyi as the core.