Chapter 593, Emperor's Mind, Declaration of War
In the three months since Zhu Peng returned to the Blood City, the situation in the Blood City and even the whole earthly practice world can be said to be changing day by day, and the wind and clouds are surging.
The most obvious feeling of the huge number of mortals in the Blood City is the obvious decline in the average living standard and the commercial vitality of the giant city. Zhu Peng is not Zhu Sansan. The centralization and military management policy he implemented will undoubtedly have a certain negative impact on the commercial prosperity of the Blood City itself, but millions of mortals have not complained, let alone There were acts such as demonstrations. Three months ago, the collapse of the "big thing" Gujian Pavilion, and the exile and suppression of the disciples of Gujian Pavilion itself meant a harsh warning: "Don't blow up the thorn, who dares blow up the thorn, I will cut you."
The existence that can live from the doomsday of 2012 to today, even if it is just a mortal, has an IQ above the average level. In addition, those who have no other intentions will incite their emotions at will. Zhu Peng and Zhu Sansan's invisible power replacement, the connection is stable, and the direct or indirect impact and loss, Zhu Peng was grafted on mortals and other sects. The comprehensive strength of the whole Blood Spirit Ridge itself was not damaged at all. On the contrary, the situation of "a ridge covering the sky" became clearer and clearer, which directly led to a mortal waiter in the Blood Soul Ridge who served tea and poured water. When he went out, he could compare his identity with the practitioners of those small sects.
"Those who kiss me will prosper, those who are far away will die, those who follow me will live, those who oppose me will die, stare at the world, and domineering."
Zhu Peng came to power for three months, and interpreted the core idea of this meaning incisively and vividly, so that all the practitioners who did not know the truth vaguely felt that the former "micro-words determine life and death, raise eyebrows and swords out of the sheath." The dictator is back.
"Is it possible that my choices and efforts in the past are wrong? Only autocracy like you is the best way to rule the world?" Bloody inner city, in the master's house. He changed back to his original uniform. Zhu Sansan held a pile of documents and instructions, sorted out some really important ones, and then let Zhu Peng make a decision.
"Democracy and autocracy, there is no matter of right or wrong. Democracy is more dynamic and autocracy is more efficient, but absolute democracy leads to absolute looseness, and absolute power leads to absolute corruption. There is a relationship of checks and balances. It is not just that can be distinguished from right and wrong, so you don't have to mind so much. You have done a good job in your administration. If it were me, it would never be possible for you to establish the whole business chain of the whole bloody city in a short time.
Speaking of this, Zhu Peng paused for a moment and sighed gently: "You are like a little hen who can lay golden eggs. Although it will bring some trouble, the benefits are far greater than the disadvantages, so you don't have to blame yourself at all." As he spoke, Zhu Peng rubbed Zhu Sansan's hair and cheeks very naturally. The natural intimacy made the girl very uncomfortable. The ordinary cheeks that were not so beautiful were slightly raised, but they could not avoid Zhu Peng's warm and hot hands at all.
After a little try, Zhu Sansan was still not used to it. Zhu Peng did not force her further. It was not easy for a lesbian with a serious "lily" plot to easily accept a man, but Zhu Peng was not in a hurry. Anyway, Zhu Sansan turned out of the sky and would never escape his hand, even if he had built a foundation, Zhu San Third, in his Zhu Peng's hand, he still pinched it if he wanted, and knead it if he wanted.
"How are the arrangements of those disciples of Gujian Pavilion? I remember that this matter was left to you. What's the situation now?" The awkward atmosphere of avoiding the transfer problem, such a magic skill was gently taken by Zhu Peng and used in a natural way.
"The remaining disciples of the Gujian Pavilion have been arranged to be put into the death camp. Those remaining masters have surrendered, and those who do not want to surrender are also assigned to the death camp. Now they have all been put into the front line to fight. If they don't persist until the rated years, they will all die, and they can't want to retreat." Speaking of this, Zhu Sansan frowned slightly, then took out a piece of information and put it in front of Zhu Peng, and then continued to say, "It's just that there is such a person who doesn't want to follow the blood mountain. The confrontation is quite strong, but there are raptor Taoist people who plead for him. It's not easy for me to deal with. Let's see what to do."
Zhu Peng took the document and saw that the old man with a sword in a robe on the information was grinning at his teeth. His face was red and his face was bitter and deep. Obviously, he belonged to the dead loyalty of the Gujian Pavilion. His name was Xu Ziyou. He fought with the Raptor Taoist several times and lost more or less, but he made some friendship with the Raptor Taoist. Therefore, in trouble today, he was released on bail by the Raptor Taoist.
As a confidant warrior in Zhu Peng's hands, even if Zhu Sansan is not good at not selling his face, Xu Ziyou has a strong confrontation with Blood Spirit Ridge and will never have the conditions for bail, so there is this special request.
Zhu Peng scanned Xu Ziyou's life and focused on his age and cultivation. After a moment, he threw away the information with disdain. A 90-year-old is old, and his cultivation is a strong and brave sword. If he has no adventure in his life, there is little possibility of building a foundation. Let it go. For a small role, it's not worth making the Raptor unhappy. He is preparing to build a foundation during this period. Thinking about it, Zhu Peng added, "In addition, let Huo Qingman worship Xu Ziyou as his teacher. My father and I are both on the way to practice both practice. It is cruel and difficult to practice. If we don't have time, it is not suitable for teaching Qingman's sister. It happens that her father has a life-saving kindness to Xu Ziyou. No matter how the old guy thinks about it, he will not treat Qingman. My sister, a good doorman, turned away.
As soon as Zhu Peng ordered, Zhu Sansan's eyes turned his eyes, and he could understand, and a bad smile bloomed at the corners of his mouth: "Good means. Although we got the classics of the ancient sword pavilion, many sword cultivation experience could not be described in detail in the classics. Now there is Professor Xu Ziyou's young man's sister and direct sword cultivation experience. Give it to us directly. What's the difference? Boss, you really peel the skin and bones, extract the marrow and squeeze the oil. Even the cute girl like the young sister makes use of it.
In the face of Zhu Sansan's bad smile and mockery, Zhu Peng did not have any embarrassment. On the contrary, he said shamelessly, "No, there is still a gap between the wild geese and pulling feathers, and there is still a gap between the sky nine feet high, and I still need to continue to study and work hard." Such words were so thick-skinned that Zhu Sansan rolled his eyes and felt that he could not beat Zhu Peng after all, so he shook his sleeves and retreated.
Since Zhu Peng returned to power, what he has done is not only to eradicate the ancient sword pavilion in one fell swoop. It is also a big event for the four ancient clans of Zhenling to control the Thunder warships to enter the city. Their entry into the city not only makes the mortals and low-level practitioners in the bloody city see their corresponding weapon configuration with their attackers (proto gods), but also feel at ease. The safety of life is guaranteed. It also makes the remaining seven sects of blood and soul realize the pressure of competition. With the increasing strength of the blood spirit, it will more and more attract countless families and forces in the doomsday. If they are not ready to please their owners, let alone strive for more benefits and income, whether they can guarantee the current interests are two things.
The emergence of the four major families of Zhenling not only quickly filled the power gap caused by the collapse of the Gujian Pavilion, but also took advantage of the situation to unite to secretly occupy the interests and territory of the remaining seven moths.
After all, the benefits that can be vacapped by the destruction of an ancient sword pavilion are not small or big. Those interests can satisfy the appetite and greed of any or two of the four Zhenling families, but if they satisfy the four families at the same time, it is obviously not enough. It's just that Zhu Peng wantonly strengthened the centralization of power, and even merged the territory to search for benefits. Looking at that, it is impossible to divide any blood city's income to supplement the newly occupied four major families. There is no way. The four families that dare not compete for food have to turn their eyes to the remaining seven moat sects, several of which are unreal. The war sect (Sixiang Qin family, Mei Xinzong) has a considerable income of the soul city, which is like a young child with a daughter on the street, attracting the eyes of the strong and even looting, which is really normal.
In fact, this is also what Zhu Peng expects. He doesn't give any help to the four Zhenling families that are in urgent need of funds and land, but to force them to fight against the seven sects in a disguise. It's not that he wants to cause these two forces to fight, but Zhu Peng doesn't want his forces to appear "one In the case of "facial", the emperor's mind pays attention to division and checks and balances. A governance system has only one voice, which is a very dangerous thing. Zhu Peng does not want to be deceived or even empty, so he has to create enough contradictions between them, so that they do not have the possibility of being united at all.
Of course, in the past three months, it is not just a good thing to go at will. On the contrary, in the past three months, there has been a series of bad news. First of all, more than 20 practitioners suddenly declared war on the Blood Spirit Mountains, and then Kunlun, Shushan and other forces are comparable to the Blood Spirit Mountains, and even can't afford to provoke the Blood Spirit Mountains. The big forces sent one diplomatic letter after another with strict wording. They said a variety of words, but there was almost no difference in the actual content. Generally speaking, the blood spirit ridge did not care about the survival and death of the same way, and had to build the foundation. In this way, it was unkind and unjust. I hope that the deacon of the blood spirit ridge would wake up as soon as possible and announce the foundation to benefit the world. Tao, otherwise the practitioners of the world will fight the blood together, and it will be too late to repent.
For the time being, the gate factions such as Kunlun and Shushan still regretted that they did not directly declare war on the Blood Spirit Ridge, but their subordinate forces declared war on the Blood Spirit Ridge one after another, which created a very tense sense of oppression in disguise. It was like Mount Tai tilting and slowly pressing down, although it has not really hit it. But people with slightly weak psychological endurance don't need Taishan to really fall, and they are scared to death.
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