It can be seen that these people in the Dao Sect have a lot of skills!

Even such things can be deduced, which makes Huang a little curious about the Taoist sect's techniques of deducing the secrets of heaven.

He knew in his heart that the little Taoist priest and Nangong Qingcheng could do it, but they were not very good at it.

The only person he knew who was good at this was probably the old guy Gui Guzi.

"A storm is coming!"

With a sigh, Huang Chang stood up, his eyes full of fighting spirit: "Ancient inheritance, capable people live here, they may not be able to gain anything if they go out of the mountain!"

"In this life, there is no shortage of people with great luck in the Central Plains!"

Hearing this, the little Taoist priest also smiled bitterly and nodded quickly.

Just what he knew clearly, there were many.

"Yang Zhu, let the Twelve Shang keep an eye on them. Although we may not encounter them, I want to know what they are doing in the Central Plains!"

"promise."

Yang Zhu, who was already angry, had a murderous intent in his eyes at this moment.

Watching Yang Zhu leave, the little Taoist priest was surprised and said: "This guy has always been good-tempered, who messed with him?"

Hearing what the little Taoist said, Huang looked at him in surprise, and then smiled. He did not expect that Yang Zhu actually left a good-tempered image for the little Taoist.

This is the biggest troll in the Warring States Period!

He has a good temper, and there is probably no one with a bad temper in this world!

"The Jiang family paid Bai Yujing with spirit stones and spirit beast meat, but the price was too low. It was 30% more aggressive than the Tianshi Mansion and Feng Tianyou lineage, and it was not even half of the normal price!"

After taking a sip of the green ant, Huang smiled and said, "Of course it made Yang Zhu angry!"

"After all, by doing this, the Jiang family has reduced his resources!"

"Fuck me!"

Hearing this, the little Taoist priest was rude and murderous: "The Jiang family is seeking death!"

"Tianshi Mansion, I can't help it, but a member of the Jiang family dares to be so presumptuous!"

At this moment, the little Taoist priest was furious!

He is now also a member of the Imperial Academy. When encountering a powerful enemy, he will fight for the Imperial Academy. Naturally, he also enjoys the resources provided by the Imperial Academy.

The relationship between him and the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion was akin to worship!

Naturally, the little Taoist priest would not be happy if his interests were tampered with.

"Master, do you want me to be a fool?"

Looking at the angry little Taoist priest, Huang couldn't help but smile: "How long has it been since you learned how to shake people?"

"Haha, although the Jiang family is just a family, it is inherited from Taigongwang after all. The heritage is as profound as that of Feng Tianyou!"

"If you don't waver, relying on us alone is simply courting death!"

"Forget it, give Jiang Huanyue some face, we'll talk about this later!" The smile on Huang's face became even brighter, and at this moment, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Seeing this, the little Taoist priest couldn't help but mourn for the Jiang family!

He knew very well that he would only show such a kind smile when he was preparing to trick someone, or when he was trying to eradicate the root of something.

.........

The League of Liyang is over.

Han Hou got everything he wanted and returned to Xinzheng happily. At the same time, Wei Yang and Ying Quliang also achieved their goals and were sitting in the political hall, watching the turmoil in the Central Plains.

In the land of Yin and Jin, Wang Feng of Wei also waited for Zhao Yu, the Marquis of Zhao.

In just three months, Zhuang Zhou first visited the Lacquer Garden in the Song Dynasty and sealed the Central Plains. Then the Song Dynasty raised troops to conquer Qi and captured five cities in Rendi.

Then, the Marquis of Han entered Yueyang and met with the Duke of Qin to win Quliang and formed the Yueyang Alliance. At the same time, the King of Wei and the Marquis of Zhao met in Yinjin and formed the Yinjin Conference.

On this day, the sun is rising, and Huang takes advantage of the rising sun to practice the Nine Yang Stake!

At the same time, Xinzheng Prime Minister's Mansion.

Shen Buyu rubbed the center of his brows, picked up a pen and wrote on the bamboo slip: "The reason why the king is respected is because of his orders. If he fails to do what he ordered, he has no king, so he should be careful."

"Use the power of life and death to teach the ministers

Ability!"

After writing the last word, Shen Buyu felt extremely tired, as if all his energy had been exhausted. Suddenly, the writing on the bamboo slips began to flourish.

Between heaven and earth, strict legal principles emerged and poured into Shen Buhai's brows.

It was like the enlightenment of the Supreme Principle of Heaven and Earth, which gave Shen Buhao a deeper understanding of Legalist magic, and some unclear things suddenly became clear.

At this time, the sky and the earth were first opened, and the purple energy came from the east, leading to the boundless purple energy, and the entire Central Plains was shaken.

Blessed by the Purple Qi from the East, and shrouded by the principles of the Dharma, Shen Buhao's heart was completely exhausted. He stood in mid-air, the bamboo slips opened wide, and Shenzi's words resounded throughout the Central Plains.

"If a husband is a good husband, all the wives will be in trouble; if one minister is the king, all the ministers will cover up, so it is not difficult for a jealous wife to destroy a family, and it is not difficult for a rebellious minister to destroy a country..."

........

"A wise king is like his body, and his ministers are like his hands. The king is like his trumpet, and his ministers are like his ring. The king sets the foundation, and the ministers handle the end. The king governs the essentials, and the ministers act in detail. The king handles his handles, and the ministers do their usual things."

........

"If you show others that you have a surplus, they will take it; if you show others that you have a shortage, they will give it to you."

Hearing Shenzi's remarks, a look of surprise appeared in Huang's eyes, and he couldn't help but sigh with emotion. The great world has really come, and this person who is about to be crowned a son cannot sit still.

Yang Zhu and the Corpse Saint appeared beside Huang, and in an instant, the little Taoist priest, Nangong Qingcheng and Feng Zheng also arrived, looking at the vast purple air above the nine heavens, the manifestation of the law between heaven and earth, and the continuous construction of the legal net.

"In just three months, a second son appeared on the land of the Central Plains!"

A look of solemnity appeared in Xi Jiao's eyes, and he turned to Huang and said: "National Master, this world seems to have fewer restrictions. Shen Buhao Fengzi Zhongyuan is not relying on South Korea's national destiny, but is integrating his own destiny into South Korea's national destiny.

!」

Hearing this, Huang was also stunned for a moment, and then sighed with emotion.

Compared with the other two great talents of Legalism, Shen Buhai was undoubtedly much more extreme.

"I do not harm the Central Plains of Xinzheng, and integrate my personal destiny into the national destiny of Korea to boost Korea's destiny!"

A loud shout was heard in all directions.

At this moment, led by Han Wu, the Korean government and the public bowed solemnly to Shen Buyu: "We will thank Shenzi for your kindness!"

Shen Buyao accepted this gift calmly!

He integrated his own luck into the luck of Korea to increase his luck in Korea.

This means that from now on, he is bound to South Korea, and both will prosper and lose.

At this time, Dharma principles were added to the body, the purple energy from the east entered the body, and Shen Buhao's momentum was like a rainbow. The Korean court received many benefits, and everyone gained something.

At this moment, Huang stood in the courtyard, looking in the direction of Xinzheng, slightly arching his hands.

He won't do this, but that doesn't mean he appreciates such people.

He knew very well that Shen Buhai had done this no matter in this era or in the original history.

In the end, Shen Buhu died on the city wall of Xinzheng and died for South Korea.

He also achieved his ideal of making Korea stronger. In fifteen years, he grew from a weak Korea to a powerful Korea in the world and one of the Seven Heroes of the Warring States Period.

In the end, as a son of Shen, the country will be governed and the military will be strong, and no one will invade Korea!
Chapter completed!