The court lackeys of the eight-hour workday

Chapter 251 Awakening
Ji Tianrui's words were complicated, but mostly she was using what Li Miao knew to support her statement, in order to prove that what she said was true.

To sum up, there are actually only three conclusions.

1. Before the founding of the Dashuo Dynasty, celestial beings were not uncommon.

Second, the two sets of methods for practicing sexual energy are both of unknown origin.

Third, the person who gave the skills to Emperor Jianwen may not want the celestial being to appear in the world either.

Li Miao raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows.

He had indeed felt that the water in Dashuo was deep, but he had not expected it to be so deep.

Today, he solved the problem of the emperor and thought he could live freely. But he didn't expect Ji Tianrui to give him a big one right away.

It is easy to imagine that if the person who gave the martial arts to Emperor Jianwen really existed, it means that he at least has the method to practice sexual skills.

Yin Ruihua was able to prolong his life in this way. He lived from the founding of Dashuo to the present. There is an 80% chance that this person is still alive.

As for the realm...it should not be lower than the emperor.

"Ugh……"

Li Miao sighed.

"Master Ji really prepared a big surprise for me."

Ji Tianrui smiled sweetly.

"Master Li is blaming me?"

"No, I should thank you."

Li Miao said.

"It's better to worry now than to die in obscurity later."

"But, speaking of this, I do have two questions I want to ask."

Ji Tianrui stretched out her hand.

"Master Li, please speak."

"What did you mean by the question you asked at the beginning, asking me if I remember my past life?"

Ji Tianrui chuckled.

"I want to know whether Lord Li is my comrade or my enemy."

"In other words, I am testing whether Lord Li is the one who gave the technique to Emperor Jianwen."

"Ok?"

Li Miao frowned.

"What does Master Ji mean?"

Ji Tianrui chuckled.

"Sir Li, you can avoid the Five Decays of Heaven and Man, and you can also fight against Emperor Jianwen and the Emperor's Jizhao Illusion."

"Of course I would suspect that you have a method of sexual cultivation."

"So it's not surprising to suspect that you were the one who gave the technique to Emperor Jianwen, right?"

Li Miao raised his eyebrows.

"What does that have to do with whether I remember my past life?"

Ji Tianrui said slowly.

"Western martial arts are different from those in the Central Plains, and there are many strange things in them. Among them, the Western Tantric Buddhism has the method of reincarnation of living Buddhas."

"I have verified Lord Li's life story many times, and it is definitely not fake, so I naturally thought of this place."

Li Miao sighed in his heart.

Ji Tianrui was not his "fellow countryman", so this sigh was both a relief and a little disappointment.

"Master Ji is quite thoughtful. What if I am lying to you?"

Ji Tianrui smiled and shook her head.

"No, if you were that person, you would have killed me the moment I asked that question."

Li Miao suddenly realized.

"That's why you said that, depending on my answer, you might tell me everything, or you might fight me to the death."

"Yes."

"in this way."

Li Miao pondered for a moment and continued.

"Second question, I understand everything you said, but you still didn't answer my first question."

"What do you want?"

"Lord Li, do you want to ask about my true intentions, or what I have been planning along the way and what I am hoping to achieve?"

Ji Tianrui smiled sweetly.

"All."

"Then we have to start with 'Heavenly Man'."

"Master Li, do you think that besides you and me, there are other celestial beings in the martial arts world right now?"

Li Miao said without hesitation: "Yes."

"At least, Shaolin and Wudang must have it."

After a conversation with Ji Tianrui, Li Miao has understood why there are no celestial beings in the world.

The inheritance of heaven and man was taken away by Taizu.

Not every genius is a hero who can blaze his own trail. Without any inheritance or even knowing the concept of heavenly beings, many masters who could have reached the level of heavenly beings can only helplessly stop at the top.

But Shaolin and Wudang must still have the inheritance of heaven and man.

"Not only that, Master Li, not only Shaolin and Wudang."

Ji Tianrui smiled.

"Many of the major factions that existed before the founding of Dashuo have survived the suppression of several dynasties. They all have their own ways to avoid disaster."

"Some sects hide in the mountains and never venture into the martial world; some hide their promising talents within the mountain gates, preventing them from appearing in the eyes of the imperial court from the beginning; some even leave the territory of Dashuo directly, hoping that Dashuo will collapse and they can return to their homeland."

"When I led my men to attack Shaolin, I didn't dare to approach the Sutra Library. The people hiding there are masters who are no less powerful than you and me."

"They either don't dare to show up in the martial arts world for the sake of their sect or their own safety."

"All this is because of Dashuo."

Ji Tianrui said slowly with a meaningful smile.

"Do you think they complain?"

Of course I will complain.

Practicing martial arts is a chore. The vast majority of people cannot get pleasure from practicing martial arts itself, but only regard it as a means to seek fame and fortune.

Think about it, if you are a genius who is qualified to become a celestial being, and you happen to have a celestial being inheritance, you practice hard day and night, and finally improve your martial arts to the point where you surpass all the masters in the world.

But you find that you get nothing.

You can only hide in the mountains and avoid being hunted by the imperial court, while watching those mediocre people in the world who are far inferior to you enjoying the fame and fortune that should belong to you, and you grit your teeth.

This resentment is enough to burn the heart and lungs dry.

"Based on the inheritance of the previous dynasty, I calculated that there are at least five to ten celestial beings in the martial arts world today. And there are at least five sects that secretly have the inheritance of celestial beings but dare not use them for cultivation."

Ji Tianrui grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the melons and fruits and placed them on the table one by one.

"As for the sects hiding in the mountains or overseas, there is no way to find out. Perhaps their inheritance has been cut off, or perhaps they are far more prosperous than those in the Central Plains."

“These people are all waiting for an opportunity.”

Ji Tianrui showed a meaningful smile on his face.

“A chance to make a comeback.”

"A chance for Dashuo to show signs of fatigue."

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Yang Lizhang lifted the cloak that covered his face and straightened his back.

The Yang family members' stature is much larger than that of ordinary people, making them immediately stand out in the crowd.

Zhu Zai, who was observing his surroundings, immediately noticed him, looked him up and down, and frowned.

"Yang family!"

He turned his head immediately.

"Master Zhu! Here he comes!"

Zhu Shoujing was already on full alert inside the carriage. When he heard Zhu Zai's call, he quickly jumped out of the carriage and locked his eyes on Yang Lizhang.

"You really dare to come here, aren't you afraid of death?"

He reached out and drew his two swords.

Yang Lizhang moved forward slowly, with true energy surging throughout his body.

The surrounding martial arts people all changed color, horrified by the powerful inner energy of these two people that was beyond their comprehension, and immediately gave way for fear of being dragged in.

However, the nature of the people in the martial arts world who love to watch the fun made them not leave. They all stood in the distance, craning their necks to watch.

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"Master Li asked me what I wanted."

Ji Tianrui put down the teacup, stood up and looked up at the sky.

"Since I can remember, my mother has tortured me with countless witchcraft techniques. When she was done, she locked me in an extremely small and dark box."

"There is a crack on the top of the box. Every morning when the sun rises, a beam of light shines in through the crack."

Ji Tianrui stretched out a hand and placed it in front of her.

"I held the light in my hands, shook my palms, and played with all kinds of shadows inside the box."

"If my mother tortured me too much and I couldn't move, I would curl up in a corner of the cage and watch the dust flying in the sunlight like snowflakes."

"Although I had never seen real snowflakes at that time."

Li Miao frowned and said nothing.

"But one day, my mother moved the box. From that day on, I never saw the light again."

"That day, it was as if a fire suddenly rose in my heart, burning me so much that I couldn't speak or move. I reached out to smash the box, and didn't stop until my hand bones were broken."

"That fire is called anger."

"I will never be stuck with anything again."

Ji Tianrui suddenly turned around and looked at Li Miao, smiling brightly.

"The Miao King can't do it, the Ming Cult can't do it, and Dashuo can't do it." "The person who gave the skills to Emperor Jianwen can't do it either."

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Clang clang clang! !——

A series of sounds of metal clashing erupted, shaking the eardrums of the surrounding martial artists to the point that they almost bleed.

This is a battle that is far beyond the understanding of the people in the martial arts world.

Zhu Shoujing swung out both swords and instantly slashed Yang Lizhang's arms dozens of times, causing countless sparks to burst out.

The masters of the Jinyiwei and Xiaolingwei were also looking for Yang Lizhang's weaknesses and shooting at every vital point on his body with bows and crossbows.

No matter how advanced you are in practicing the horizontal exercises, you cannot train the pubic area, ears, and eyes.

Yang Lizhang ignored Zhu Shoujing's attack that almost cut off his arm, and did not try to guard against the restraint of the masters of the Jinyiwei and Xiaolingwei.

puff.

Blood splattered everywhere, and an arrow penetrated the gap and directly blinded one of his eyes.

"Block him!"

Zhu Zaili shouted.

But Yang Lizhang still approached the carriage step by step and firmly.

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"What do you want to do?"

Li Miao stood up, with the inner energy surging around him, and slowly approached Ji Tianrui.

Ji Tianrui drew out the soft sword from his waist and said with a chuckle.

"Don't worry, Lord Li. No one you care about will die today. The emperor will be safe too."

"The only one who is going to die is the last member of the Yang family."

She backed away slowly.

"Master Li, when you were fighting with my right-hand man in Taishan Sect, I was actually watching you nearby."

"Four-Times Thousand Households, your method of avoiding the Five Degenerations of Heaven and Man can only be used for four hours a day, right? Now it's only half an hour."

"If I really want to leave, you can't keep me."

"You stayed to keep an eye on me, but I stayed to keep an eye on you as well."

Li Miao said word by word.

"What on earth are you planning?"

Ji Tianrui smiled.

"Throughout the dynasties, whenever there was a turbulent time, the imperial court's control over the martial arts world weakened, and that was when the gods and men emerged. And the masters who were originally stuck at the top, as long as they obtained the inheritance of the gods and men, they would also have the opportunity to advance to the level of gods and men."

"I will ignite the fire in the hearts of all the gods and men in this world. I will make them dare to go out into the martial arts world, make them fight, and make the whole martial arts world boil."

"The person who gave the technique to Emperor Jianwen did not want the celestial being to appear in the world. This is the only way to force him out."

"Invisible chains cannot be cut."

"Only by cutting off this last chain can I truly escape from the cage."

The intriguing smile on Ji Tianrui's face suddenly disappeared, and then the corners of her mouth slightly raised up into an imperceptible arc.

Li Miao stopped.

After meeting Ji Tianrui, she kept smiling, sometimes playfully, sometimes mischievously, sometimes charmingly, all very bright, but Li Miao just couldn't sense a trace of humanity in her smile.

But her smile, which was almost invisible, made Li Miao feel that it was her only sincere smile.

"Master Li, you and I are both locked up. I have been locked up for fifteen years, and you have been locked up for twenty-seven years."

"Today, you and I joined forces to cut off one chain, but there is still one chain that has not surfaced. You and I may have the opportunity to join forces to fight the enemy in the future."

"You and I are actually people of the same path."

Ji Tianrui seemed to suddenly remember something.

"By the way, I have a small gift for you."

"Your adopted daughter was not a child collected by the Great Shaman. She was a failed product when the Miao King was making me. She was given to the Great Shaman as material for his research on witchcraft."

"If you really want to talk about it, she can be said to be my sister."

"Although she is a defective product and cannot practice martial arts, her talent in witchcraft may not be inferior to that of the Miao King."

"You can give her the Miao King's Notes that I gave you. It may be useful to you in the future."

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Zhu Zai pulled away.

boom! ! !
In front of him, the carriage exploded, revealing the unconscious emperor inside.

Zhu Zai glanced at the emperor and after confirming that he was not injured, he raised his head and stared at the tall figure not far away.

That's it for now.

Yang Lizhang’s blood was almost drained out. He glanced at the emperor with his only remaining eye, then shifted his gaze to the martial artist not far away.

He suddenly laughed wildly.

"Hahahahahaha!!"

"Did you see it? You all saw it!"

"This is Da Shuo! This is the emperor you are scared of to the core!"

"Wudang, Shaolin! You are so scared that you don't even dare to leave the mountain gate! You are all cowards who are unworthy of the ancestors! You don't dare!"

"But my Ming Cult dares!"

"My Yang family dares!"

"Dare! To! Be! First! For! God!"

The surrounding Jianghu people recognized the emperor in the carriage at a glance, and were immediately frightened and pale. They no longer cared about fighting for the remaining copy of the Wedding Dress Magic Skill, and fled out of the city.

The Jinyi Guards and Xiaoling Guards wanted to intercept them, but it was difficult for them to stop all of them. They could only watch as most of the people in the martial arts world fled towards the city gate.

Swish, swish, swish! ——

Zhu Shoujing attacked with hatred, and his two swords exploded on Yang Lizhang's body, splashing large amounts of blood.

puff.

wow-

Yang Lizhang's left arm fell to the ground, and a huge hole appeared in his stomach. He raised his hand to cover the internal organs that were flowing out, and staggered back.

But he was still laughing wildly.

"My Yang family will be wiped out! But the name of my Yang family will be engraved in the hearts of all of you! One day you will overthrow Da Shuo, remember! It was my Yang family who struck the first blow!"

"Ancestor! Did you see that?"

"Da Shuo unjustly killed you, your unworthy descendants have avenged you!!!"

"My Yang family——"

puff.

The head flew up and the headless body fell to the ground with a loud bang.

This was the agreement between Ji Tianrui and him, and this was the condition for the Yang family to give up the hatred for Yang Lixuan’s murder and cooperate with her - Ji Tianrui would create an opportunity for him.

There was an extremely slim chance that Yang Lizhang could deliver this punch towards the emperor's carriage.

The Yang family members fought bravely and finally seized this opportunity at the cost of genocide.

Yang Lizhang is dead.

But his voice and what he did today have been firmly remembered by the people of the world.

And it will spread throughout the world.

Not far away, a very young figure looked at the emperor in the carriage with his teeth clenched.

"His Majesty……"

He reached into his bosom, where there was an imperial edict with a big seal. It was the imperial edict that the emperor gave him this morning after he felt that the Jinyiwei was no longer necessary.

A gangster ran by and bumped into him on the shoulder, knocking off the hood that covered his face, revealing a young, indifferent face.

The young eunuch named Liu Jin looked at Zhu Zai deeply, blended into the crowd, and turned away.

A corner of the imperial edict in his arms unfolded, revealing two words.

"Dongchang".

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A cold wind suddenly arose, blowing across the vast river and lake.

Wu-Tang.

The Wudang leader walked into a very hidden cave in the back mountain and stopped.

"Master, something happened to the emperor. It was done by the Ming Cult."

The old man sitting cross-legged on the stone bed seemed to have heard nothing. He was dressed in tattered clothes, his eyes were closed, he looked haggard, and his shoulders were covered with dust.

He seemed to be trapped in a nightmare. Various painful expressions kept flashing across his face. He was sometimes angry, sometimes sad, and sometimes depressed. He kept muttering to himself.

"Ugh……"

The Wudang leader turned and left.

Only the old man's mumbling voice echoed in the cave.

“The Xiantian leads the Zhoutian, transforms the Zhoutian’s changes, and makes me the king… The Xiantian leads the Zhoutian, transforms the Zhoutian’s changes, and makes me the king…”

Shaolin.

Yongjie walked into the Sutra Repository and told the old monk who was sweeping the floor in front of him all the news from Shuntian Prefecture, and then turned around and left.

After a long time, a sigh was heard from the Sutra Repository.

"In a time of great strife... I wonder how many people will die, how many will perish..."

"My Buddha, have mercy on me..."

Bashu, Huguang, Dali, the Western Regions...

The news of Yang Lizhang's assassination of the emperor spread along with the footsteps of the gangsters who escaped from the capital that day.

In the mountains, in the streets, on the waves, and even outside the territory of Dashuo, countless pairs of eyes suddenly opened and stared at Dashuo who was pressing down on them.

They seemed to see a crack suddenly appear on the tightly closed cage.

With these countless pairs of eyes opened——

Since the founding of Dashuo, the world, which has been dormant for more than 170 years, has slowly awakened.

(End of this chapter)