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

Chapter 322: A Day of Surprise
"Click!"

The endless black clouds were as thick as lead blocks, and the dazzling thunder pierced through the clouds. In an instant, the sky seemed to have a hole in it, and heavy rain followed.

In the rain, a hundred-meter-long sailboat rose and fell with the surging waves, as if it would capsize at any time. The situation was extremely dangerous.

"The storm is coming."

"It's raining, collect the clothes, no, it's raining, hurry up, lower the sail."

White waves rolled and rushed onto the bow of the ship. The Mother of God commanded the people of Tianmen in the storm, with a frown on her face and a look of anxiety.

There are ten days left until the day of auspiciousness that comes once every six hundred years. In order to slay the dragon, Emperor Shitian, who had been hiding from place to place, used threats and inducements, and tried every possible means, and finally gathered six great masters and seven magic weapons.

If time was wasted, no one would be able to stop the mad Indra. In a hurry, the white sail was finally lowered and the danger was temporarily averted.

"Qingdi, please wait for me."

Holding the side of the boat, Emperor Shitian, wearing a frost mask and grey clothes, gnashed his teeth and said, "When I succeed in slaying the dragon and absorb the power of the dragon essence, I will seek revenge on you."

The news of Emperor Shitian's "immortality" leaked, and everyone wanted to have a taste of Tang Monk's flesh. Even though he was very powerful, he could not cope with the targeting of the whole world.

For this reason, Indra had to give up the Heavenly Gate and hid all day long, like a rat in a gutter, leading an extremely miserable life. However, his hard work paid off and he finally found the mastermind behind the scenes.

Qing Emperor Shen Yuanliang! It was him, it was him, it was him, he was the one who exposed it.

"Senior Brother Yun."

On the deck, Nie Feng, with his short hair and the Blood Drinking Mad Blade on his back, looked at Bu Jingyun who was in a daze and advised him, "You need to cheer up and can't be so decadent."

"Junior Brother Feng, it's you! Come, have a drink."

Ever since Kong Ci's death, and Xiongba being killed by Shen Yuanliang, Bu Jingyun, who had lost his goal in life, drank all day long, using alcohol to numb himself.

In order to seek revenge, Bu Jingyun acknowledged the thief as his father and fought for the Tianxiahui for decades, just to be able to take revenge with his own hands one day. However, he was unable to do so and his beloved woman also died.

"Tons, tons, tons."

Picking up the wine gourd, Nie Feng drank it all in one gulp, wiped the corner of his mouth, and sat next to Bu Jingyun, looking at the dark clouds, wondering what he was thinking.

"Wealth is found in danger!"

At the stern, Duan Lang, dressed in red clothes and black trousers, wiped the Huolin Sword in his hand and muttered to himself: "The dragon is mine, Dad, bless me, I will make the Duan family the number one family in Jiuzhou."

Bei Yin Kuang Dao, Nan Lin Jian Shou, with the disappearance of General Duan without a trace, the Duan family declined. In order to revive the Duan family, Duan Lang suffered a lot and was even willing to be a servant of the Tianxiahui.

Decades have passed, and Duan Lang has achieved nothing. One can imagine the resentment accumulated in his heart. He feels that everyone in the world owes him something, and a demonic heart has taken root.

……

Star-catching tower.

It was like the water of the Milky Way bursting its dam, and raindrops as big as beans hit the bright windows. The sky and the earth were gray and the visibility was less than three meters.

In the quiet study, on the gilded copper stove, the burning wonderful incense flickers with unpredictable sparks, and the mist makes people calm down slowly and feel as calm as still water.

"Dig a canal? That's possible! Connect the Heilongjiang River, Songhua River and Sancha River, and make good use of water transportation to transport goods from north to south."

"Tax reform? We have to wait and discuss this." "Yanjiashu Academy, this is possible."

Under the flickering candlelight, Shen Yuanliang, dressed in a loose robe, sat upright on the armchair, holding a wolf-hair brush and writing with ink. The pile of memorials on the shiny desk was as high as a mountain.

Half an hour later, Shen Yuanliang stretched himself, then picked up the slightly cold tea and drank it. After a short rest, he continued to work.

Although the Government Affairs Hall and the Governor's Office handled the affairs of Qingdi City, Shen Yuanliang had been traveling around the nine provinces for more than half a year, and the affairs he had to deal with had accumulated over time, so there were many memorials that needed to be reviewed.

"Da da!"

At this moment, heavy footsteps were heard. Judging from the voices, the person coming should be a man, seven feet tall and thin. In summary, he should be the skinny monkey, the head of the Tiantian Department.

With a creak, the heavy door was pushed open, and a skinny man in black clothes, who was hard to find in the crowd, appeared before his eyes, looking exhausted.

"My lord, there is news about Emperor Shitian."

Ten feet away, the skinny monkey took off his bamboo hat, clasped his hands, and said solemnly: "Three days ago, Emperor Shitian went out to sea on a boat, and Nie Feng, Bu Jingyun, Jian Chen, Huai Kong, Huang Ying, and Po Jun were all on it."

With the strong support of Shen Yuanliang, Jiantiansi has transformed from an unknown grass-roots team into a behemoth spread across Kyushu, which is even more powerful than Luowang.

Because of Shen Yuanliang's instructions, Emperor Shitian's sequence ranking is very high and he is always under the surveillance of the Heavenly Monitoring Department.

"A day of surprise!"

Shen Yuanliang moved his fingers, and after a quick calculation he knew that the time was approaching. The cultivated fruits were finally about to mature and could be picked in a few days.

All things in the world have yin and yang, and the dragon is the most masculine creature in the world. On ordinary days, yang is strong and yin is weak. However, it is different on the day of auspicious signs, and the yin and yang in the world are reversed.

On this day, the dragon awakens from the bottom of the sea. At this moment, its power is the weakest and has been weakened to the extreme. If one wants to defeat it by trickery, the day of surprise is the most suitable.

"Master, no matter how powerful the dragon is, it is not as powerful as you."

Hearing this, Qiu Ju, who was waiting beside him, tilted her head, very puzzled: "If you want to hunt the dragon, young master, just make a move, won't it be easy to catch it?"

The evil dragon outside the Temple of the God of War and the pig dragon that failed to escape, which one of them was not extremely ferocious and powerful, but didn't they die at the hands of Shen Yuanliang in the end?

Even if the world changes drastically, under the boundless fortune, the power of the dragon is further enhanced. Qiu Ju always believes that Shen Yuanliang is invincible, he is just a dragon!

"I can't kill it."

Shen Yuanliang leaned back in his chair, looking quite solemn. His deep eyes flickered, making it difficult to see his true thoughts.

The Azure Dragon of the East China Sea is one of the four auspicious beasts in heaven and earth. It suppresses the easternmost part of the world and purifies deep-rooted evil spirits. It has made great contributions to heaven and earth. Killing it is inauspicious and will damage one's merits.

To this end, Shen Yuanliang planned step by step, forcing Emperor Shitian to use him to get rid of the dragon.

Indra has to bear the pot; Shen Yuanliang has to enjoy the blessing himself, and he is serious about picking the fruits!
"Whoosh!"

In the heavy rain, the ancient ship Qingdi, which had just returned, set out again. Only Shen Yuanliang and Qiu Ju were on this trip. It was quiet and did not attract anyone's attention.

The mottled shadows reflected on the window gave people an illusion that Shen Yuanliang was still reviewing memorials and had never left.

(End of this chapter)