Eternal Night

Chapter 132 Only Killing!

"My lord, Zong Ze wants to talk!"

Wu Xianxian was driving a horse-drawn carriage, and the carriage was full of human heads.

It was not the heads of the barbarians he had killed; those heads were not worthy of being transported here in a carriage.

These were all envoys sent by the Song Dynasty court to the north.

To put it simply, as long as you barbarians in the north declare that you are under the banner of the Great Song Dynasty, and revolt against us, my guarantee will be your status. You will be city lords, warlords, and gentry. As for the Han people in the north... what are they?
Wu Xianxiao took their heads and used them as sacrifices to the cattle and horses they mentioned.

The Jin regime collapsed, and then fled to the far north to avoid being hunted by Wu Xianxiao, which created a power vacuum in the entire north.

This situation was actually the best opportunity for the Song Dynasty. As long as they seized this opportunity, they could not only recover the entire Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun almost without any damage, but also win the hearts of the Han people in the north.

Unfortunately, even though Zong Ze called for an advance into the north and obtained the authority of the court, he was repeatedly dragged down by the emperor and the civil service group, and various affairs became a mess. In the end, in order to at least nominally obtain the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun and nominally unify the north, Zong Ze had to accept the fact that there were a large number of "rebel forces" in the north.

As for the distribution of money and food, marrying princesses and princesses, or oppressing the Han people, Zong Ze's worldview is actually like this. He grew up in this environment and culture, and this is what he thinks about politics, military affairs, etc.

But... an ordinary man would not recognize these!

Wu Xianxiao drove the carriage forward, and both sides of the road were full of civil officials and military generals kneeling. Wu Xianxiao looked at one of the civil officials and said, "Zongze, Zongze, do you know why I went on a killing spree in the north?"

Zong Ze knelt on the ground, his head and body covered with sweat, but he did not bother to wipe it off. He immediately lowered his head and said, "Excuse me, Immortal, our Song Dynasty has its own national conditions, and there is also the Jingkang Incident. We really cannot go north in a short period of time."

Wu Xianxiao didn't care what Zong Ze said. He stopped the carriage and said to Zong Ze, "I came back from the extreme north, hunting down the remnants of the Jin Dynasty. You know this. Then, as soon as I came out of the deep mountains and old forests, I saw a barbarian who might have been a Liao, a Jin, or any other tribe. He became the lord of the city, flying the flag of the Song Dynasty and sending troops to manage everything there. When he saw me, he came to me very respectfully."

Zong Ze listened to this and thought, isn't this great? It proves that these barbarians know how to be respectful and also accept the king's rule.

"…Then I slapped him and sent him to meet his ancestors."

Zong Ze looked up in surprise. Although he didn't ask, his meaning was very clear.

What has this person done wrong?

Doesn’t the immortal know that there have been naturalized military generals in every dynasty of the Han Dynasty?

Wu Xianxiao said to himself: "Because when I went there, his soldiers were returning with some civilians as captives. I won't mention some of them were from foreign races, as I'm not that saintly yet. But I saw people from the Song Dynasty and northern Han people among them."

Zong Ze still looked stunned.

Wu Xianxiao looked at him and said, "Do you remember what I said in the court? The real people are not in the court, but among those people who have to cheer up their bodies and minds and force themselves to smile and continue to work even if their relatives have died after the war. Do you think I am joking?"

Zong Ze immediately said: "Zong Ze dare not. The second sage said that the people are the most important, the country is second, and the emperor is the least important. Zong Ze also knows this..."

"No, you don't."

Wu Xianxiao shook his head and said, "What you know is that the emperor and the scholars ruled the world together. That's what you know... At that time, I thought, I fought to the death to kill the giant boar monster, not for you to change your skin and continue to enjoy life, so I killed the leader and killed everyone who dared to resist, and then let the remaining five kill each other... Then I killed all the way south and came back. Do you know what I felt most satisfied with?"

Zong Ze shook his head blankly.

Wu Xianxiao laughed and pulled open the canvas behind the carriage. He said, "Killing these dogs is the most satisfying thing!"

The carriage was filled with heads of civil and military officials, and they all looked like people from the Song Dynasty!
Wu Xianxiao said to Zong Ze, "The Song Dynasty has its own national conditions? What national conditions? Look, I fought my way from the north to the outskirts of Bianliang. Do you believe that tomorrow they will all donate money, food, and descendants, and shout to recover the north? To be honest, you disappoint me. I thought you had some ideas when you shouted "cross the river three times", but in the end you ended up with the monarch-subject system. What about the people?"

Zong Ze wanted to say something, but Wu Xianxiao waved his hand and said, "I won't argue with you about military politics. I've already said that I'm just an ordinary man and don't understand those profound things. Since you can't do anything, then you can do something else! I came back to kill people, starting with Zhao Huan, who was spared his life without valuing it. Then all those who blocked the troops and their families, and then those gentry and wealthy people who resisted the return of the northern Han people."

"It seems that I was too kind before, making them think that I was easy to talk to. So now I will tell them that since they can serve as dogs for any foreigners who come here in the future, they should kneel down and serve as dogs for me now!

"The only way is to kill! Just wait and see what the national conditions of the Northern Song Dynasty are like!"

These words were so murderous that Zong Ze felt numb all over. He was about to speak immediately, but Wu Xianxiao gave him a look that made him speechless. Then the carriage started and drove towards the city of Bianliang ahead.

At the same time, at the north gate of Bianliang City, a monk about 1.7 meters tall, bald, dark-skinned, thin, but inexplicably giving people a sense of solemnity, wearing a gorgeous red Lama robe, sat on a white bone lotus, with eight boys and girls on each side behind him.

In addition to this lama, there were five men and women of different descriptions beside him. All of them had visions and carried some magical instruments.

From afar they watched the civil and military officials kneeling beside the official road, and also saw the carriage getting closer and closer.

All five of them looked at the great lama.

Suddenly, a lotus shadow appeared in the eyes of the great lama, and a brilliant light shot out from his eyes, covering the carriage that was heading to Bianliang from afar. The five people were all amazed. The leader was wearing black clothes and was surrounded by black mist. He whispered, "He is indeed a bodhisattva. He has even mastered the five supernatural powers of Buddhism. Could this be the legendary Dharma Eye?"

Someone nearby immediately responded, "Why can't it be the Buddha's Eye? Although the Grand Master is only a Bodhisattva, he is also a holy Bodhisattva in the world. He will definitely attain Buddhahood in the future. It's not surprising that he has the Buddha's Eye first, right?"

Many people echoed: "That's right, it should be so!"

However, Ba Siba, who always liked to be praised, suddenly had sweat rolling down his forehead and all over his body. At first there were only one or two drops of sweat, but gradually they rolled down in a row.

The five people were all puzzled. The man in black asked tentatively, "Buddha?"

"Buddha?"

A voice sounded behind the five people: "He is not even as good as the body of hearing sound, let alone a Bodhisattva..."

Everyone was startled and looked over quickly, only to see a burly young man standing there at some point. Upon closer inspection, the five of them broke out in cold sweats.

Wu Xianxiao ignored the five people. He looked at the lama and asked, "Are you a Bodhisattva?"

Bashiba quickly put his hands together and said, "I dare not, I dare not, I am only proving it for myself, just proving it for myself."

"Snapped!"

Wu Xianxiao slapped him, and half of Ba Siba's teeth flew out, and half of his lips were rotten. Wu Xianxiao asked, "Speak human language."

Bashiba's face immediately turned blue and then black, black and then blue again, and he tightened and loosened his hands on the bone lotus seat, and loosened and tightened again. After a few seconds, he forced a smile and said, "Little monk..."

"Snapped!"

Wu Xianxiao shook his head, shook his hands and said, "You are quite durable. Speak faster next time."

The other half of Bashiba's teeth were also knocked out immediately. He was stunned for a moment, then roared angrily: "Southern barbarians, you are going too far!"

He was seen slapping the lotus platform with both hands, and immediately the bone lotus platform turned into dragon scales. There was a baby in each dragon scale, and they mixed together to form a hundred-meter-long bone dragon, carrying Bashiba into the sky, and then crashed straight into Wu Xianxiao from top to bottom.

Wu Xianxiao also looked up at the sky, but what he saw was not the bone dragon, but the golden dragon of national destiny that was higher up.

The golden dragon of national destiny howled, its claws broke, and the scales on its body exploded, with dark yellow blood gushing out. The dark yellow blood dissipated as soon as it fell, and then the scales of the bone dragon became more solid.

"Zhao Huan... In the end, Zhao Gou became the emperor? Or did they just not want an emperor?"

Wu Xianxiao stood there in a daze, but seeing this scene, Bashiba was ecstatic and sprayed several mouthfuls of blood on the bone dragon. The bone dragon actually opened its mouth and let out a silent roar.

Seeing that the bone dragon was about to hit the place where Wu Xianxiao was standing on the top of the city wall, everyone was watching in great surprise. Then the next moment, Wu Xianxiao's skin turned red, and a cloud of mist emerged from his body and surrounded him. At the same time, his eyes suddenly turned red, and there was a faint flicker of fire on his chest.

A punch was thrown straight out, hitting the sharp teeth in the bone dragon's mouth.

This bone, which seemed to be made of dragon scales and the soul of a pure yin and pure yang baby, was blocked by this fist. Then in the next moment, the entire bone dragon began to break apart from its sharpest teeth. The smile on the baby's face in the scales gradually disappeared, and Bashiba, who was flying in the air on the dragon's body, quickly fell to the ground, facing Wu Xianxiao.

"Wait, wait a minute..." Bashiba screamed in panic.

A fist came through the wind and hit the skinny lama directly on the chest. The next second, the great master of Tantric Buddhism who claimed to have attained the Bodhisattva status exploded in the air and turned into a pool of blood. The broken flesh was scattered all over the city wall and could not be put together.

The five aliens trembled all over, and without anyone's warning, they turned into shadows, ghosts, human skins, and insects in an instant and scattered in all directions.

Wu Xianxiao stood in place and took a deep breath, followed by a loud roar. The sound even caused a shock wave to hit the surroundings. The five transformed aliens were shaken out by the roar that could break through obstacles and evil. They all vomited blood and fell to the ground.

"Wait a minute, I surrender!"

"It was the government. It was the government of Zhao Song who asked us to do this..."

"I am willing to serve the Immortal Master as my master. I am willing to..."

Wu Xianxiao turned around and looked at them, then shook his head and roared again, his voice echoing throughout Bianliang.

"kill!"

"The only option is to kill!!"

(End of this chapter)