The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 230: The Guillotines
As the sun sets, a streak of setting sun hangs in the sky, the sea and the sky are one color, the gorgeous sunset glows in all colors, and the majestic Palace of the God of War seems like a palace in the sky.

The ten-foot-high door burst open, and many people from the martial arts world and the common people filed out in groups of three or five, talking among themselves.

"What a powerful military formation technique! From now on, martial arts masters will no longer be able to be superior."

In the crowd, Yue Buqun, the leader of the Huashan Sect, twirled his thick beard with a serious expression, while some of the little thoughts in his heart melted away like ice and snow.

With the help of Qingdi City's power, the two sides exchanged what they had, and countless gold, silver, and rare medicinal materials poured into Huashan like water. Huashan, which was originally home to only two or three cats, grew rapidly.

Even Yue Buqun himself benefited greatly and had become a great master at the level of immortals on earth. He was even more powerful than Feng Qingyang of the Sword Sect.

"A famous battle, Qingdi City and the eight dynasties are on equal footing."

"Fast, really too fast. In just three years, a small border town has grown into the number one city in the world. You are worthy of being a banished immortal."

Ning Zhongze, who followed closely behind, exclaimed in admiration.

The Battle of Fame is not only a place to resolve disputes, but also a grand event to demonstrate a country's national strength. With the help of the Battle of Fame, Qingdi City tears off its mysterious veil in front of everyone.

With the endless emergence of masters and the imperial guards who use military formations, Qingdi City, which occupies a corner of the world, has already established a firm foothold.

"Boom!"

Countless fireworks soared into the sky and bloomed under the slightly dim sky. Sometimes they looked like a hundred flowers, and sometimes it looked like silver snow, making people linger.

In order to celebrate Qingdi City's victory in the Battle of Fame, many shops and restaurants provided free drinks, and some even offered 70% or 80% discounts. The whole city was celebrating and it was very lively.

Taibai Building.

"Snow Lotus Rice and the art of military formations, very interesting!"

Lu Xiaofeng, stroking his beard and dressed in gorgeous robes, picked up the fragrant wine, his ink-black eyes full of inquiry.

After staying in Qingdi City for three or four months, I saw a unique city. I thought I was very familiar with this place, but I didn't expect that surprises and surprises would come at the same time.

"The Snow Lotus Rice and the Art of Military Formation mean that the soldiers of Qingdi City are well-trained and well-fed. With these two things, who in the world can stop us?"

"It's worthy of being the number one city in the world!"

Slowly unfolding the folding fan in his hand, the elegant Hua Manlou seemed to be thinking about something, wondering whether to move all of the Hua family's assets to Qingdi City.

In troubled times, wealthy merchants like the Hua family were the fat meat in the mouths of princes and emperors. Everyone wanted to take a bite and use their gold and silver to train more soldiers.

As the seventh son of the Hua family, enjoying the wealth and glory brought by the family, Hua Manlou has the responsibility and obligation to be responsible for the future of the Hua family, not to mention that it concerns the safety of his relatives.

"The Buddha's bone relic of Sakyamuni Buddha, what a treasure!"

The unruly Sikong Zhaixing pinched his chin, his eyes dull. At this moment, his mind was filled with the Buddha's bone relics of Sakyamuni Buddha, nothing else.

As for the snow lotus rice, it seems extremely precious, but in the world of thieves, it is not as precious as the Buddha's bones and relics. If one can really get the relics of Sakyamuni Buddha, he will be the real king of thieves.

All the titles like Thief Saint and Thief King have to stand aside. Thinking of this, Sikong Zhaixing's dexterous hands were eager to try.

At the same time, Shanhaiyuan.

"Fourth Prince."

Zhang Tingyu, wearing a double-eyed peacock feather on his head and a black suit with patches, walked forward slowly and looked at the fourth prince Aisin-Gioro Yinzhen, who was lying motionless on the armchair, with a solemn expression on his face.

Under the candlelight as thick as an arm, two long shadows were reflected on the wall, quietly and silently.

"Ah!!" Half an hour later, the Fourth Prince let out a long sigh, then grabbed the teacup on the table and threw it hard on the ground. With a "bang", the custom-made teacup from Jingdezhen broke into pieces in an instant.

The floor, which was paved with dark gold bricks that sounded like bronze bells, suddenly became a mess. The scalding hot tea was all over the floor, and the emerald green tea leaves were very dazzling.

"I never thought that Qingdi City would grow to this point today."

"If we had known this would happen, we should have tried our best to wipe out Qingdi City. We are now in such a mess. What a shame! Shame!"

In the exquisite and elegant hall, the Fourth Prince turned the Buddhist beads in his hand, frowned, and felt very uneasy.

Qingdi City climbed to the top step by step by step on the corpses of the Later Jin Jiannu, but in order to fight for power, other emperors of the Qing Dynasty turned a blind eye and watched Qingdi City grow.

Even if all the forces were gathered now, the Qing Dynasty would find it difficult to destroy Qingdi City. There is a great possibility that both sides would suffer losses. What a pity, what a pity!
"Fourth Prince, things have come to this point, there is no point in thinking too much."

"Right now, the most important thing is to find out the art of military formation and Snow Lotus Rice, and turn the enemy's advantage into ours."

Sniffing the fresh fragrance from the tip of his nose, Zhang Tingyu, Grand Secretary of Wenyuan Pavilion and Minister of Justice, cupped his hands and suggested very solemnly.

The Liaodong Peninsula was just a corner of the world, and the vast Qing Dynasty did not take it seriously.

The battle of fame was lost, and it didn’t have much impact on the Qing Dynasty.

If they could obtain Snow Lotus Rice and figure out the secrets of military formations, the Qing Dynasty would be even more powerful, and it would not be impossible to unify the world again, or even establish a fairyland on earth!

"Clap clap."

Hearing this, the Fourth Prince stood up and clapped twice, and crisp applause spread out.

"Fourth Prince."

A middle-aged man with a rat-tail braid and holding a blood-dropping spear flashed into the hall without being noticed by the many palace guards who were guarding him.

"Find out the secrets of Snow Lotus Rice and the art of military formations."

"No matter what the cost, we must complete the mission. This matter is top secret and you are ranked first."

After taking a quick look around, the Fourth Prince paced back and forth, and gave instructions after a moment.

As the fourth prince of the Qing Dynasty and the future Emperor Yongzheng, Aisin-Gioro Yinzhen knew what snow lotus rice and the art of military formations meant, and he was willing to sacrifice all his blood-dripping weapons for this.

The battle of fame was lost, and the Qing Dynasty could not afford to lose again in the contest between spy organizations.

The Fourth Prince did not believe that the Heavenly Supervisor of Qingdi City could compare to the Flying Guillotine. Besides, he did not believe that other dynasties were not interested.

"twitter!"

The middle-aged man knelt on his knees, bowed respectfully, and took on this difficult task without complaining or asking why.

As the assassination organization of the Fourth Prince Aisin-Gioro Yinzhen, the Flying Guillotine is his "black glove". They cannot have any thoughts and must obey orders like a wooden man.

With a "whoosh", he came and went without a trace. The middle-aged man waved his sleeves and disappeared into the darkness without taking away a cloud.

For a time, the bustling Qingdi City was undercurrent, and some inconspicuous and ordinary people in the world and the common people were moving around, dressed in black night clothes, moving high and low.

A silent fight ensued, with hidden arrows, poison, power-for-sex transactions and so on used at all costs, and light and darkness intertwined.

(End of this chapter)