Poor Taoist Qiu Chuji

Chapter 239 Death of Mu Nianci

This huge amount of energy may be difficult for one person to digest, but if it is distributed among two hundred people... it is still a bit difficult.

But it is always better than what one person can digest. If you can’t eat it, you can just let it go.

In less than an incense stick of time, Wanyan Kang forcibly raised the internal strength of these 200 elite cavalrymen to the level of first- or second-rate masters. Even though they did not have the corresponding martial arts skills and could not finely control the true energy in their bodies, they would definitely not be the match of those old hands if they really fought alone. However, when these 200 elite cavalrymen wore thick armor, held heavy weapons, and charged on horseback, the threat they posed was extremely terrifying. They could serve as the sharpest spearheads and tear apart any shield.

The great shaman, who could no longer sense the overwhelming power of heaven and earth, retreated tremblingly, his old, wrinkled face filled with fear and horror.

He was born with a strong spiritual power. Later, he practiced the shamanism's method of worshipping gods. Gradually, he was able to resonate with the "Changbai Mountain God". Through various means, he borrowed the power of the "Mountain God".

Based on this power, he sat in the Jin Dynasty palace, stabilized the throne for Wanyan Jing, blocked waves of conspiracies and rebellions, and allowed Wanyan Jing to be a peaceful emperor for decades.

At the moment Wanyan Jing was killed, the Great Shaman did not show up because he thought that even if Wanyan Kang became the emperor, he would just be replacing a puppet.

However, Wanyan Kang raised his butcher knife unscrupulously, as if he wanted to kill all the nobles and upper classes of the Jin Dynasty and shake the entire ruling foundation.

The Great Shaman then appeared, intending to punish Wanyan Kang and make him surrender, but he never expected that... he would be the one who suffered a crushing defeat.

Looking at Wanyan Kang who was approaching like a god or a devil, the great shaman retreated step by step until he hit a stone wall.

He was not afraid of death, but from Wanyan Kang, the Great Shaman seemed to see something more terrifying than death.

The entire Liaodong was shrouded in darkness and flames, and the blood completely dyed the Songwa River red. Everything he wanted to protect and cherish would be reduced to ashes.

"No...you can't! You are the emperor of the Jin Dynasty, and your last name is Wanyan..."

Wanyan Kang just said calmly: "Oh!"

The cold murderous intent locked onto the Great Shaman, and heavy illusions, like a real nightmare, enveloped him completely.

He actually let out an ear-piercing roar, a strong and high-pitched sound that seemed to explode his chest.

A dozen shaman disciples who had been hiding rushed out to protect the chief shaman and help him escape.

However, the Great Shaman struggled and refused to escape.

"Just kill me!"

"Take my life, and then extinguish your anger... Honorable Emperor of the Black Sun!" The great shaman knelt down and kowtowed, smashing his silver hair heavily on the stone slab stained with blood plasma, making a clanging sound.

This old guy hiding behind Wanyan Jing has been the actual controller of the Jin Dynasty for decades. He is greedy for power, manipulates the emperor, and orders all living beings.

At this moment, he was just an old man begging for forgiveness for his nation, country and hometown.

Wanyan Kang just waved his hand calmly, and two hundred elite cavalrymen rode out on their horses. With just one charge, they crushed the great shaman and his disciples into minced meat.

forgive?

mercy?

These did not belong to Wanyan Kang, he did not need these weak emotions.

He did not hate the Jurchens; he could even represent the Jurchens' rights and rule.

As for the doubts about his bloodline, in fact, when his means and strength reach a certain level, they are the least important.

Wu Zetian's surname was not Li, but didn't she also obtain supreme power in the Tang Dynasty and even changed Tang's name to Zhou?

The bloody massacre lasted for two full days and two nights in Shangjing City.

When the drums in the palace sounded again, the remaining Jin officials were driven out of their homes by the soldiers. When they stepped into the palace tremblingly, they saw bloodstains that had not been cleaned up, corpses that had not been completely cleaned up but were just piled in hidden corners, and Wanyan Kang sitting high on the throne, wearing a dragon robe.

"From today on, I am the seventh emperor of the Great Jin Dynasty. Does anyone have any objections?" Wanyan Kang looked around disdainfully, and wherever he looked, all the ministers bowed down and kowtowed, saying "Long live the emperor".

It’s not that there are no hard bones, but these hard bones did not survive the two days and two nights of the purge.

For an emperor, there is a difference between the kingly way and the hegemonic way, but Wanyan Kang is a complete devil.

Will the massacre of all ministers and the elimination of all dissidents lead to the country losing its leader and further collapse?

He doesn't care!

In other words, Wanyan Kang already had a good enough "substitute".

Most of the Han people in the Central Plains could only serve as low-level officials in the Jin Dynasty. Now that nine out of ten of the Jin Dynasty's high-ranking officials have been slaughtered, isn't this a great opportunity for these Han people to rise to power?
Wanyan Kang did not seize the throne by relying on his identity as a "Golden Man", so naturally he did not need to compromise with the Jurchen nobles in order to maintain the supreme rule of the Jurchens.

Just one word, anyone who dares to disobey will be killed!

As for those Han officials who are dissatisfied, it is the same... kill them!

Blood and death will inevitably hang over the sky of the Jin Dynasty and will not dissipate for a long time.

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Outside Zhongdu City, in a deserted grove, Qiu Chuji and Mu Nianci dug up the grave of Yang Tiexin and his wife, loaded the coffins onto a carriage, and then returned to Zhongnan Mountain.

"Master Qiu... If we disturb the peace of our adoptive father and mother like this, will it be..." Mu Nianci didn't know that Qiu Chuji dug out the bodies of Yang Tiexin and his wife in order to resurrect them, and at this moment she showed her uneasiness again.

"Relax, your parents won't blame you." Qiu Chuji whipped the horse's butt with a whip, urging the lazy horse to go faster.

There were some lost war horses on the battlefield, but Qiu Chuji had no intention of taking them over to use as slave horses.

War horses have their uses, and slow horses have their uses.

War horses are capable of galloping on the battlefield and rushing thousands of miles, but they may not be willing or able to pull the frame of a carriage steadily towards the predetermined destination.

"By the way, in a short while, Wanyan Kang might marry you as his queen. What do you think?" Qiu Chuji suddenly asked Mu Nianci.

Mu Nianci lowered her head, and there seemed to be no joy on her face.

Then she shook her head: "I'm not going!"

"Why? Don't you trust him? Do you think that he is just like all those in power. After gaining power, he will quickly become corrupt. There will be many unfamiliar women in his harem who are unfamiliar to you. They will scheme against you and each of them wants to kill you. But you still have to pretend that you don't care and send him to the beds of more women and let them bear children for him?" Qiu Chuji's words were truly heartbreaking.

Mu Nianci stopped talking, obviously what Qiu Chuji said hit the nail on the head.

She didn't want much, just a thatched hut, a few acres of wasteland, two pigs, a few sheep, dozens of chickens and ducks, one or two children... and the man she loved.

But this most simple and ordinary pursuit is getting farther and farther away from her.

The person she likes is on the road to dominating the world.

She didn't know the end of the road, but she didn't find her place on this road.

They were originally suitable for each other because they shared the same suffering and each other was the only one left in the world.

Now, they are no longer suitable.

Wanyan Kang could be an emperor, but Mu Nianci could not be the queen who ruled the country.

"If you don't want to marry him, how are you going to avoid him?"

"You should understand him. You know that now that he has acquired enormous power, he will never give up until he gets you." Qiu Chuji still spoke as if he was trying to provoke trouble.

Mu Nianci said: "I can become a nun, or I can go abroad, or even die!"

"It's all just words spoken in anger!" Qiu Chuji shook his head.

“If he can’t find you after you hide, he will spread the word that if you don’t show up for one day, he will kill one person; if you don’t show up for two days, he will kill two people; if you don’t show up for three days, he will kill three people; and he will keep killing like this until you show up. What will you choose?” Qiu Chuji continued to ask, with an extremely accurate grasp of Wanyan Kang’s current mood.

Because now Qiu Chuji and Wanyan Kang are always spiritually connected, and are even in a continuous game of chess.

On the invisible battlefield, they have already fought several battles.

Although Qiu Chuji won every time, judging from the frequency of Wanyan Kang's challenges, he was losing control.

When the desire for power was satisfied and the desire for killing was released, the evil in Wanyan Kang's heart had almost completely erupted.

The demon fetus was almost completely merged with him, and they would never be separated from each other again.

"Will he...will he be like this?" Mu Nianci was a little unconvinced, but when she thought of the look she saw when she parted with Wanyan Kang, she suddenly became unconfident.

The Wanyan Kang that she first knew would definitely not do such an inhumane thing.

At that time, Wanyan Kang was just a spoiled young man who suddenly lost everything and seemed frustrated and downcast.

But is Wanyan Kang at that time really the same person as Wanyan Kang now?
"You have the answer in your mind, don't you?" Qiu Chuji said. Mu Nianci was speechless.

They walked like this for several more hours without saying anything else.

When it was getting dark, Qiu Chuji found a place to set up camp and lit a bonfire. Mu Nianci suddenly asked, "Master, you said so much. Have you made all the arrangements?"

"You have control over him, and you have control over me, so what do you want?"

Qiu Chuji was stunned for a moment, then turned around with a smile. The moment he turned his head and smiled at Mu Nianci, Mu Nianci trembled all over, as if she had seen something extremely terrifying.

How to describe that smile?
Cold, indifferent, ethereal, superior... or gentle, warm, honest and kind?
In the flickering firelight, Mu Nianci couldn't tell...she really couldn't tell.

A moment of trance made her think it was just an illusion.

"As for me! I just want you all to be well!" Qiu Chuji turned around and added firewood to the fire. The wood burned in the flames, making crackling sounds.

Mu Nianci walked forward carefully, took out two cold steamed buns from her bag, pierced them with her sword and roasted them on the fire.

"A good sword will break if you don't take good care of it!"

"When the time comes to kill someone, it won't be convenient to use. Give it to me... I'll pierce them with branches and roast them." Qiu Chuji said to Mu Nianci.

Mu Nianci said: "The sword is for self-defense, and eating steamed buns is to fill the stomach, why should I use it to kill people?"

When Qiu Chuji heard this, he was stunned.

Then he let out a long breath and thought to himself, "I was careless!"

Since the spiritual connection is mutual, even the 'Dinglu' may not be unable to counterattack.

While he continued to exert influence and maintain Wanyan Kang's sanity, Wanyan Kang's madness, murderous intent and devilish nature were also affecting him, but in a more subtle and undetectable way, which made Qiu Chuji ignore the changes.

If Mu Nianci had not reminded him, Qiu Chuji might not have realized the problem until it became more serious.

Qiu Chuji put down the wood in his hand and visualized his soul. In an instant, his soul was briefly released back into the small world.

When the Yuxu bell is rung, the sound is clear and melodious.

After a moment, his spirit returned to his body, and the trace of restlessness and murderous intent in his heart completely disappeared.

"Thank you so much!" Qiu Chuji stood up and bowed to Mu Nianci.

Mu Nianci looked at Qiu Chuji with a bewildered face. She could sense Qiu Chuji's "arrangement" for Wanyan Kang. That was because Qiu Chuji did many things without hiding from others. With a slight comparison, she could feel that there were other reasons behind it.

But no matter how hard Mu Nianci tried, she would never know the special relationship between Qiu Chuji and Wanyan Kang.

It can be said that everything Wanyan Kang did actually had the shadow of Qiu Chuji, just like his other side.

“It might sound a little weird to say it!”

"But in order to help Yang Kang, are you willing to die for a while?" Qiu Chuji asked Mu Nianci directly.

Mu Nianci tilted her head, not understanding what was said.

"Can you fool him by faking your death?" Mu Nianci asked.

Qiu Chuji shook his head and said, "If you are really dead, your heartbeat, pulse, and breathing will all be gone. I can keep your body intact, and after Yang Kang completely believes that you are dead, I can quietly resurrect you."

"Resurrection?" Qiu Chuji uttered another word that Mu Nianci found difficult to understand.

It’s not that she doesn’t understand the meaning, but is resurrection really possible?

The light of the flame flickered, just like Mu Nianci's mood at the moment.

She didn't know what to choose now, nor did she know what Qiu Chuji's intention was, and she didn't know what the consequences would be after making a choice.

"You don't have to answer me in a hurry. You can wait for a while and see." Qiu Chuji said.

Mu Nianci said nothing more.

Seven days later, the two returned to Mount Zhongnan and temporarily placed the coffins of Yang Tiexin and his wife in the back mountain of Mount Zhongnan.

Half a month later, the news that Wanyan Kang became the seventh emperor of the Jin Dynasty reached Zhongnan Mountain and naturally spread gradually to all parts of the world.

A month later, Wanyan Kang personally led a large army to invade the Central Plains again. On the one hand, he eliminated the Mongolian invasion, and on the other hand, he conquered the Han clans in the north and promised them high positions and generous salaries. The originally shaky Jin Dynasty was unexpectedly stabilized in this way.

After half a year of entanglement and killing, Wanyan Kang's methods completely shocked the world.

The murderous intent, like a god of death descending to the earth, frightened everyone who heard it.

The Black Water Army, which was formed with two hundred elite cavalry as its core, left no grass growing wherever it passed.

No matter how powerful the Mongolian elite troops were, they would be defeated and forced to flee in embarrassment when they encountered the Black Water Army.

Two hundred first- and second-rate masters formed the spearhead of the cavalry, and with a large number of elite cavalry following them, no team in the world could compete head-on with them on the battlefield.

Faced with such a powerful Black Water Army and the new emperor of the Jin Dynasty, the Mongols seemed to have no choice but to temporarily postpone their plan to invade the Central Plains. Instead, they first took over Western Xia, Western Liao and other places, strengthened their momentum and power, and then returned to fight the Jin Dynasty.

Wanyan Kang, who had secured his throne and temporarily driven away the Mongols, did not lay down his butcher knife, but continued to kill decisively. He would send troops to wipe out any person or force that dared to oppose him.

Whatever he wants, he will do whatever it takes to get it.

Even for a beautiful stone, he could massacre an entire village and kill people.

This is an outright tyrant, and the Jin Dynasty will not get better under his control.

They just became war machines, not a paradise on earth.

The deterrence of power was almost infinitely magnified in Wanyan Kang's hands.

Almost any of his desires can be satisfied here.

Now that you have the kingdom in your hands, it’s time to get drunk on the lap of a beauty!

Thinking of this, Wanyan Kang led his army to Zhongnan Mountain, preparing to bring Mu Nianci back to Zhongdu, and at the same time give his master Qiu Chuji a warning in person.

However, when he climbed the mountain, he saw that the Quanzhen Sect in Zhongnan Mountain was full of white banners. He was puzzled, but when he reached halfway up the mountain, he saw that a side hall had been set up as a mourning hall. Some Quanzhen disciples wearing Taoist robes were performing a very formal ritual to pray for the souls of the dead.

Wanyan Kang's feeling of uneasiness suddenly grew stronger. The overwhelming sadness and pain were about to overwhelm his sanity in an instant and drive him crazy.

He had already sensed who was lying in the mourning hall.

But he still didn't believe it, he wanted to see it clearly.

He rushed into the mourning hall frantically and threw the Taoist priests guarding the door away. If Wanyan Kang had not focused on killing at the moment, the two Taoist priests would have been killed by him in an instant.

The ritual in the mourning hall stopped. Wanyan Kang pushed open the coffin with trembling hands and saw Mu Nianci's cold yet beautiful face.

But at this moment, this face will never smile for him again.

On her pale and bloodless face, there was only a last trace of fatigue, as if to explain the struggle and pain she had experienced before her death.

Wanyan Kang reached out his hand carefully and felt the body temperature and pulse of Mu Nianci's body.

No!

Nothing at all.

He didn't care about anything more, and stretched out his hand to press Mu Nianci's heart, and transferred the abundant true Qi into Mu Nianci's body. Even if there was only a trace of life left, the fire of life would gradually be rekindled under the effect of the true Qi transformed by the Shenzhao Gong.

But the huge amount of true energy that had accumulated over hundreds of years, when transferred into Mu Nianci's body, was like a drop in the ocean, leaving no trace.

This can only mean one thing, Mu Nianci is dead!

The dead cannot bear the true Qi, so even if Wanyan Kang passed the true Qi of thousands or tens of thousands of years to Mu Nianci, it would only cause the corpse to transform, and would not revive Mu Nianci.

"Qiu Chuji! Qiu Chuji...get out here!"

"Qiu Chuji! Get out here... or I will immediately order a massacre in the mountain!"

"Not only will I slaughter the mountain, I will also kill all the Taoists in the world."

(End of this chapter)