Lord of the Great Tribulation

Chapter 242 Balance of Power (Subscribe)

65 years in the big week.

The navy of the imperial court was defeated, and three generations of emperors died before the battle.

The prime minister kept the funeral secret and presided over the retreat of the army.

Unexpectedly, the news leaked out, and he was chased by the king of Shun, and the loss of food and grass was insignificant. In the end, only 18 of the 10 Beijing camp were able to return.

In the capital, because there was no will, the two kings of Qin and Yan started a fierce battle for the throne, and King Gui hid behind the scenes, trying to fuel the flames.

The weakness of the imperial court was clearly seen by the people of the world at this moment.

Da Zhou could only barely control the north of Tianhe, and the south suddenly rose together.

The big weekly calendar is 66 years old.

Wang Shun officially proclaimed himself emperor by offering sacrifices to heaven, enshrining the white ape as auspicious, and enjoying the national sacrifice.

67 years.

Ning Boshang took advantage of the chaos, and under the banner of "safeguarding the environment and the people", he obtained funding from all parties and controlled most of the military power in Lingzhou.

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Qingling Mountain.

Fang Xian woke up, smiled slightly, walked out of the cave, and asked the boy outside: "How long have you slept this time?"

"It has been a year since I reported to the Taoist Lord."

A Taoist boy with bright eyes and bright teeth said enviously.

It was the first time he saw a fairy who could sleep for a year without drinking or eating.

"Ha ha!"

Fang Xian touched Daotong's head: "Let Tong Zhe Zi and Bao Shi Zi come to see me."

He slept for a year, most of which turned into a white ape demon saint, presiding over the affairs of the demon clan.

Not long after, within a Abode.

Fang Xian sat cross-legged, accepting greetings from his apprentice.

"You said...the Great Zhou court has come?"

Without raising his eyelids, he asked lightly.

"Yes, I have been waiting for more than a month, and I will not stop until I see Master..." Baoshizi replied.

"It seems that you are not here to inquire about crimes, but to plead for mercy." Fang Xian smiled: "The northern court has already decided the result?"

"Exactly... Both King Qin and King Yan suffered from defeat, and in the end they were taken advantage of by King Gui. Now that they have ascended the throne as emperors, it will be difficult to change their origins..."

Tong Hezi said: "King Gui doesn't show the mountains and doesn't show water, but he secretly subdued some of the forces of King Jin back then. Sitting on the mountain and watching the tigers fight, he really got the essence of power and strategy. Now that the north has been rectified by him, he can at least barely maintain it." It's..."

"Let the messenger come in."

Fang Xian was twiddling a strand of hair, and already knew who the messenger was.

Not long after, Zhou Buer came in, saluted and said, "Zhou Buer pays homage to Taoist Master! Thank you Taoist Lord for your gift back then!"

At this time, not only did he succeed in helping the dragon, but also because he was involved in many calamities and disputes, the spirit beads benefited a lot of spiritual energy, and his Dao karma improved by leaps and bounds.

"It is also your blessing that you can seize this opportunity."

Fang Xian said with a smile: "The new emperor sent you here, why?"

"Taoist may wish to take a look at the two gifts first!"

Zhou Buer saluted again, then stood up, and took out an imperial decree: "The imperial court is willing to confer Ning Bo as the governor of Lingzhou, to take charge of military, political and civil affairs..."

This is to make it a de facto separatist regime.

But the imperial court has no choice, it's beyond the reach of the whip.

If he is not canonized and Ning Bo rewards him for taking the flag and working alone, then the last fig leaf of the imperial court in the south will be gone.

Of course, at this time, Ning Boshang felt that his foundation was too shallow, and he also needed to rely on the imperial court's tiger skin, which was barely considered mutual benefit.

"Oh, what else?"

Seeing this, Fang Xian didn't even move his face.

Seeing this, Zhou Buer sighed inwardly, and took out another scroll.

This scroll is made of topaz, before it unfolds, it makes a buzzing sound, obviously it is not an ordinary thing.

Zhou Buer held up the scroll with both hands: "This is the relic of the holy king - the array map of the Eight Directions Absolute Immortal Formation! Do you think the sincerity of this thing is enough?"

Fang Xian nodded, Tong Hezi took a step forward, took over the scroll, suddenly felt oppressed, his heart trembled, and he couldn't help but said to himself: "If it is the relic of the Holy King, this is the last foundation of the royal family. The emperor is like this. Did Fang Xiandao surrender? '

This kind of enlightenment almost made him feel like in a dream.

Taoists have always been weak to the court, but now it's finally the other way around.

"Hehe... I can barely count you as a passer."

Fang Xian shook his head and laughed.

If it was back then, when the Great Zhou coerced the world and the dragon energy was sufficient, in the imperial city, it might still be a little troublesome for him to face the Eight Directions Absolute Immortal Formation.

But then the world split up, and the Dragon Qi of the Great Zhou was weakened by at least half, and the power of this formation was greatly reduced, but it was nothing.

But in any case, the new emperor is willing to do this, and there is still sincerity.

Zhou Buer heaved a sigh of relief, and continued: "An anti-king who seeks refuge in the monster race is not tolerated by the human race. It is simply a traitor... Lingzhou is the only southern important town of the imperial court, so it must be a thorn in the opponent's side, a thorn in the flesh... and the imperial court is dependent on each other. It's better to join hands!"

"Speaking of it, it's just that I want to deal with the Yaozu."

Baoshizi sneered.

Zhou Buer is not embarrassed to be seen through his mind, after all, this is the last straw.

Da Zhou is about to die, so what's the point of being cheeky?
"However, I agree."

When he was feeling anxious, he suddenly heard Fang Xian's voice.

Zhou Buer suddenly looked up, with a pleasant expression on his face: "The Taoist master is worth a word, and I thank the Taoist master on behalf of the new emperor!"

"Well, this world belongs to my human race after all, and I don't interfere with court changes, but the destiny of the human race has to be safeguarded."

Fang Xian waved his hand and asked his disciples to send Zhou Buer away, muttering to himself.

Everything was still as he had thought at the beginning, a single family had no vitality.

The alchemist and the demon clan must love and kill each other in order to last long.

Before, the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty was not very obedient, so he changed to another one.

Now, it's just right.

The two sides ruled across the river, and the Great Zhou occupied the north with the help of alchemists.

Wang Shun occupies the south and relies on the Yaozu.

Maybe in the future, Wang Shun will be wiped out, but the latecomers must still be supported by the monster clan, and the same is true for Da Zhou.

With the support of the two supernatural powers, the spokesperson of the world, the balance of power between the northern and southern dynasties will probably last for a long time.

After all, there is still him in the middle, who can help balance.

"With this step in the matter, the inheritance of Fang Xiandao is completely settled, and no one can take it away..."

After all, no matter the alchemist or the demon clan, they are all robbing powers of cultivation.

Moreover, they will gradually discover that only by constantly creating conflicts can they make progress together.

Maybe in the end, there will be some unspeakable tacit understanding to maintain this situation together.

'As long as the situation is completely stabilized, I can start reincarnation and leave... After all, this world is too weak, too weak...There is not much foundation. '

Even if Fang Xian studied the relics of holy kings, the things of ancient immortals, etc., he still felt that the level of this world was too low.

He yearns for a higher world, obtains more information, and enriches his background, so as to deduce the path after the alchemist.

At the same time, leaving this world behind is also convenient for future harvesting.

"Thinking about it this way, I have two world back gardens, um... I don't know how to deal with the new and strange invasion of the secret mechanism of that world... What happened to my salted egg apprentice..."

(End of this chapter)