Supreme Merit Cultivation System

When the old emperor heard this, he smiled surprisingly and said: "That's natural. How could Father God be as useless as me?"

He waved his hand and scooped out a tea set. After Peacock Zhi helped him make some tea, he picked it up and took a sip before his face became completely gloomy. He shook his head and said: "Father God conquered the country and passed it down from generation to generation.

A few years ago, Li Huiwei was the one who turned the tide, but what about now? Haha, the whole people, the whole country, or the Zheng family’s rule?"

Twisting the rim of the cup with his yellow fingers, he suddenly raised his head, his mouth opened unconsciously, and his eyes were full of confusion.

Li Mo's eyes flashed slightly, knowing that he had never considered the problem from the old emperor's perspective before. As an emperor, his mentality and thinking would naturally not be the same as that of a prostitute like him.

Perhaps because he carries too many things, this old man insists on choosing "the whole Zheng family". It is not impossible to understand, and it is not without a painful struggle. Everyone wants to have all three, but on the eve of the attack of the demon clan, you

If you want to control the whole people and the whole country, then the demon clan will definitely not let you rule them all.

He tried to put himself in the position of the old emperor. If he gave up the modern concepts he brought from the earth, he would probably choose the "full Zheng family unification". After all, he was about to die, and he would not let the imperial power be ruined in his own hands.

However, the idea of ​​flooding the sky after death still has its roots. In the past dynasties of the earth, some emperors or old ladies have done this kind of thing.

But understanding is one thing, and acceptance is another. Relatively speaking, he still appreciates the kind of emperor who dares to fight vigorously. Even if the price is death, it is better than living under the power of the demon clan. After all,

The demon clan is a completely alien race. Living under the rule of the demon clan... you can understand it if you imagine how humans raise pigs.

Seeing that he also had a troubled expression, the old emperor smiled dumbly. He patted the little hand holding his arm and said, "Quezhi, you once told me that this boy is your benefactor? Yesterday, you guys

Have you met?"

Peacock Zhi bowed, pursed his lips and smiled and said, "I've seen you before. My benefactor is as chivalrous and warm-hearted as ever!"

Seeing the surprised look on Li Mo's face, the old emperor explained: "Qie Zhi doesn't hide anything from me. She is a sincere person. So the one I trust the most is her. Like the concubines of the two houses, even those things outside

They are my own flesh and blood, so how could they ever think about me? I’m afraid they all hope that I die early!”

This pole can knock everyone down. But it can also be seen from this that although the old emperor is about to die, he is very aware of it. Li Mo said awkwardly: "Not necessarily, at least King Ming and I...

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The old emperor waved his hand to interrupt him impatiently and said: "You are who you say you are, don't bring Kezang with you. He must have been wishing for my death."

This is really possible. Li Mo was speechless for a moment. From this, it can be heard that Peacock Zhi really did a lot of good things for him. It is estimated that in the eyes of this old man, he has already become a person who serves the country and the people, and has a lot of righteousness.

Be a hero.

The old emperor stared at him with stern eyes. He said: "You and Kezang are both members of the Shanhe Society. I can be sure of this. However, you are different from those people who have their own agenda. You are independent in doing things and have your own background."

Limited style. I value an independent person like you. Today, I will have a heart-to-heart talk with you. Do you think it would be better for me to die early or delay my death?"

Kongquezhi's eyes widened in horror, and her breathing stopped. In her gaze, Li Mo smiled slightly and said: "I like it...cough, I like to be direct with...fellow Taoist!"

His change of title was quite shocking. The peacock's eyes flashed wildly when he heard this, and he quickly looked at the old emperor's expression. He saw that the old emperor actually showed a smile, and motioned for him to continue speaking.

Li Mo, Zheng Kezang, and Tie Shou have all discussed this issue. They all agree that logically speaking, it is better for the old emperor to live. If he is really assassinated, then the whole of Dajin will be in chaos. In these troubled times,

Each prince has powerful support behind him. Now there is a scene where the old emperor dominates. If he dies, the soldiers at all levels below will be divided into several camps with clear barriers...

No matter who ascends the throne, there will inevitably be a chaotic war. All that will be consumed is the power of the human monks, and in the end it will only be the monsters who are cheaper. Therefore, we have to rely on the old emperor to delay the time until Li Mo thinks it is the right time.

until.

Thinking of this, he straightened his body and said: "Now that the undercurrent of Dajin is surging, it is still up to you, old man, to calm the situation. Both Daming King and I agree that the current Dajin cannot be without you."

The old emperor muttered: "So, I am still of some use?"

Li Mo raised his eyebrows and said, "It must be quite useful."

The old emperor raised his eyebrows and said, "But many people want me dead! If someone wants to kill me, what should I do, fellow Taoist?"

Li Mo: "Of course we have to protect him. If we fail to protect him, even though we are outsiders, for the sake of the future generations of millions of people, we must try our best to put this big man under the butt of the person who deserves to sit!"

The old emperor laughed, pressed his thigh, and brought the black silk glove to his eyes. He was speechless for a long time. After a long time, he gestured to the black silk glove in his palm and said, "Fellow Taoist, do you know what is written on it?"

Li Mo shook his head and said: "I know, but I don't know what it means."

The old emperor sighed and said: "What is written on it is 'Qingyi Fist, and I will be with you forever'. The person who refined this glove is the concubine of Father God."

Li Mo was not interested in gossip from tens of thousands of years ago. But the old emperor's next words surprised him greatly.

"This is made by Concubine Da Yuan using her own green silk and various precious materials before she passed away. Although it is not a spiritual weapon, it is not destroyed. However, if there is any loss, it can heal itself. The strength and purity of this love

, it really makes me and other future generations envious!"

The old emperor shook his head and sighed. He rubbed it for a while and then handed the black silk gloves back.

Li Mo stretched out his hand to take it, and was very speechless. Others didn't know it, but he knew about the father's past. First there was Yan Chenyu, then there was Rong Luoyan, and then there was a concubine who was in a mood... said about that father.

Shen Chunqing, this is just bullshit! Moreover, there is actually the black hair of the concubine of the father’s concubine here. Isn’t there something wrong with giving myself such gloves?

The old emperor might still be immersed in the love story of Da Jin's father and couldn't extricate himself. He patted Peacock Zhi's little hand, and his eyes rarely showed a trace of true feelings.

Seeing Li Mo's tangled expression as he scooped up the gloves, he grinned and said, "What are you thinking? The glove with the concubine's blue hair must have been taken away. How could it be scooped up and used even if it was a 'treasure item'?

Giving it away? At that time, the imperial concubine also gave Father God four gloves without black hair to use, and this is one of them. And since Father God Can Nian gave them to you, he also allowed you to come and go during the Holy Mountain Festival.

It is obvious that you trust fellow Taoist disciples very much! God and Father believe in you, so how can I not believe in you?"

The old emperor waved his hand and said: "You go!"

Li Mo stood up, but found that the old emperor had not followed him. When he walked out of the back hall of the retreat, he still saw the old emperor with a kind face, and he was talking to the peacock.

He returned to the main hall outside, ignoring the cold and stern glances that were still kneeling on the ground. He returned to his original position and sat down peacefully.

Not long after, Luo He received the message. He went to the door of the retreat room in the back hall and waited for a while, then received a golden charm engraved with a tiger's head. After returning, he shouted loudly: "The emperor has a decree, and there is no evidence for what happened before.

It is unreasonable to point out that Dongyue needs to be longer than necessary. The author can continue to investigate. Li Mo is loyal to the country, and his heart is commendable. The original Dongyue needs to remain in his post, and he will also serve as the deputy guard of Guoshan, and he can enter and leave the palace at will...

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After the decree was issued, most of the people kneeling down below were stunned and didn't know how this trick came to be. How could the old emperor trust a foreigner so much?

Zheng Kezang also turned his head in surprise, and Li Mo tugged at him, saying that all this was beyond his expectation... (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for (.)

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