Starting from the Tiger Demon Yaksha, the demon immortality

Chapter 371-381 The God of War of Gaoliang River, Founding the State of Song
"Yelü Yi is now trapped like a turtle in a jar; it's time to recapture the four towns of Hebei."

While Li Cunxiao appeared to be looking at Li Siben and Li Si'en, who were bowing in greeting, a significant portion of his attention was actually focused on the Liao army on the march.

Although his primordial spirit was powerful, it was impossible for him to perceive the area within a hundred miles without the help of the spiritual treasure secret realm.

However, Li Yisheng's death not only removed the biggest obstacle to his ascension to the throne, but also brought Haotian Faxiang one step closer to perfection.

"I am the state" means that all the states and counties under his control are part of his "body".

In other words, Li Cunxiao today is essentially a man with two bodies: one "human body" and one "national body."

However, the human body is born with this ability, and after years of cultivation, it becomes seamlessly integrated with the primordial spirit;
However, the "national system" is created through cultivation techniques and is quite difficult to control.

According to Li Cunxiao's conjecture, once he unifies the sixteen provinces of the world, his power will be so great that he might be able to completely control the weather and drought of a region, and the convenience of people's livelihood will reach an unprecedented level.

However, he has only eliminated one emperor and two kings within the Qin Dynasty and obtained the corresponding fortune, but he has not yet fully incorporated these territories into his own system of governance.

In other words, they weren't "loyal" enough.

However, Jiannan Road is too far away from here, and Wenzhou and Fuzhou, as his base, are "loyal" enough to temporarily achieve the effect of "seeing a thousand miles away".

Currently, only the area surrounding Qianfeng, radiating across Yanzhou, allows him to perceive hostile individuals as if he had gained supernatural insight.

Therefore, as soon as Yelü Yi's army crossed Mount Tai, it was like a large swarm of ants emitting red light, and was immediately noticed by Li Cunxiao.

"Hang out Chang Congjian's head so that the prisoners can see what happens when they cannibalize people and abuse them."

"From now on, no one will be allowed to engage in similar behavior while working under me."

"The same goes for both of you."

Li Si'en and Li Siben shuddered and lowered their heads even further.

"Yes, Your Majesty's intentions are good, and this humble general would never dare to overstep the bounds."

"But with a major battle imminent, won't this shake the morale of the troops?"

"Unsettling morale?"

Li Cunxiao smiled but offered no explanation, waving the two away.

The previous siege was just a ploy to lure Chang Congjian back.

Firstly, this person is arrogant and violent, and also enjoys eating infants. He is a demon in human skin. Li Yisheng put him in a high position simply to enhance his Grandmaster combat power.

Li Cunxiao had long disliked this arrogant military man, and to integrate the Qin army, he naturally had to eliminate this last stronghold first.

Both sides need to stage a good show of internal strife in order to entice Yelü Yi and others to risk going south and obediently fall into his trap.

All those previous battles were real. He deliberately suppressed his strength to allow Chang Congjian to live a few more days, and also to let Yulong Zhi train his troops.

But now that the Liao army has fallen into the trap, Chang Congjian's advice is no longer useful.

Li Cunxiao beheaded him in a single encounter, and all his troops were captured and imprisoned.

"In the upcoming battles, we won't need these people; I can handle it all by myself."

"This battle is not only to eliminate the Liao Kingdom's fighting force, but also to proclaim the king's rule in the four towns of Hebei and win their hearts back to the new dynasty."

"I'll be leaving in your absence, so I'll trouble you to keep watch for me, Master."

In the void, a huge white lotus bloomed, revealing an old man with an air of otherworldly grace within.

Compared to a few days ago, Taiyi Zhenren now looks no different from usual.

"Thanks to Sanlang's golden core and the spiritual power of the secret realm, my cultivation level has now recovered to the limit of the Grandmaster."

"I estimate that by the time you return, I will have returned to the realm of a terrestrial immortal."

"It's just guarding a bunch of thugs, a piece of cake."

The old Taoist stroked his beard, and as his sleeves swayed, the skin and limbs that were occasionally revealed were like white jade lotus roots, round and segmented.

Li Guangyi, who was standing next to him, saw this and couldn't help but lower his head and forcefully suppress the corners of his mouth.

"Guangyi, after I leave, you will be in full charge of handling the affairs here."

"Clan Chief Li Xian is the Minister of Rites. We have sent him from the capital with people to begin preparations for his ascension to the throne."

"Tell your subordinates not to indulge in any extravagance or waste in an attempt to please me."

"With the country still unsettled, we should keep things simple, select officials as soon as possible, take back lost territories, and restore production. That is the most important thing."

Li Cunxiao then turned to his younger brother and gave him some earnest advice.

A country cannot be without a ruler for a day. With Li Yisheng dead, it was natural for him to fill the vacancy.

Ascending the throne and proclaiming oneself emperor to the world is an extremely important matter for a regime.

Furthermore, because Haotian Faxiang's cultivation has entered a new stage, these national ceremonies have also become part of his advancement in realm, and cannot be taken lightly.

Fortunately, there were specialized talents in the imperial court, and his old friends in the capital could be transferred to handle these matters.

I wonder what expressions Li Xian and Ye Jingneng will have when they come to oversee his coronation ceremony?
It's going to be very exciting.

After giving all the instructions, Li Cunxiao got up and flew out of Qianfeng, where Li Si'en and Li Si'ben had already assembled their troops and were waiting.

To be fair, although Chang Congjian was not a good person, his ability to train soldiers and fight battles was first-rate. Therefore, after his army captured prisoners, Li Cunxiao did not intend to absorb them.

Li Cunxiao already had plans for these martial artists who practiced the old martial arts and questioned the legitimacy of his rule.

However, Li Yisheng's personal guard, the Flying Cavalry, mostly accepted Li Cunxiao as their new master because of the pre-established will and the mediation of Li Siben and Li Si'en.

The Flying Cavalry, along with the armies under the two Grand Protectors and the Imperial Dragon Guard, numbered in the tens of thousands.

Li Cunxiao, taking advantage of the ability of Daoist military strategy to connect the minds of generals and soldiers, divided his forces early and laid out a trap.

With the "heavenly eye" perspective brought by the Haotian Dharma Image, he can adjust his own troop deployment in real time according to the enemy's movements.

He can now actually do something like "moving the archer position forward by five zhang".

At this moment, as the army marched forward, the pre-prepared traps slowly closed in.

When Yelü Yi realized something was wrong, he looked around and saw an endless expanse of banners bearing the character "Song" within a radius of ten miles.

The Liao army immediately erupted in commotion.

"Judging by the number, which is less than 100,000, how dare they surround us?"

"Li Cunxiao's troops? Isn't he fighting Chang Congjian? How could he possibly send troops to deal with us?"

"No. How did he know we were here? Could it really be Li Yisheng's trap, and it's all an act?"

The scene before him was so unbelievable that even Yelü Yi, who prided himself on having seen it all, was completely bewildered by what he saw.

The Grandmaster, in communion with heaven and earth, inadvertently captured information about the world, as if touching a point in a net, and felt a sudden warning. Yet, even now, Yelü Yi had not sensed any danger, and everything before him was so abnormal.

Fortunately, the doubts didn't linger for long. A giant with three heads and eight arms appeared in the sky, and to the Liao army's horror, it unleashed a torrent of thunder:
"The Liao Kingdom is a barbaric and immoral state. First, it broke its alliance with Qin and plundered our territory; then it secretly allied with the false Liang and harbored a treacherous plot."

"The Liao emperor Yelü Yi colluded with the Liang emperor Zhu Ni to murder the emperor, causing the emperor to suffer and die in anger."

"Now that the Emperor has passed away, the world is entrusted to me. I, Cunxiao, will surely punish the wicked and bring peace to the people!"

what?
I killed Li Yisheng?

Join forces with Zhu Quanzhong?

How the hell didn't I know!
Yelü Yi was so angry he almost laughed, but looking at the terrifying Dharma image covering the sky and the ever-expanding Daoist temple, the terrifying power almost pierced through his anus to his crown chakra.

The difference in their levels of cultivation was as vast as the difference between clouds and mud, so he couldn't foresee any danger at all.

This is a trap! A trap from which there is no escape!
"You vile wretch, prepare to die!"

The clouds surged and the wind howled. Eight arms clenched fists, clapped hands, or held objects. Various strange phenomena of wind, thunder, water, and fire fell like stars from the sky, as if it were the end of the world.

The Liao army was in complete disarray, with frightened horses and terrified soldiers fleeing in panic. Faced with Li Cunxiao's offensive alone, the 300,000-strong army was already showing signs of collapse.

"Ugly barbarians? Arrogant Central Plains people, Qida is no longer a barbarian!"

In his desperate situation, Yelü Yi was deeply pained. The Beichen battle flag protected him, and the ferocious appearance of the eight-faced, sixteen-armed, four-legged Vajra of Joy manifested.

His sacred space, which is also his signature skill—the Great Sage's Joyful Heaven—is based on the story of the eldest son of the Great Free Heaven in Buddhist scriptures.

As the Great Wilderness God who wreaks havoc on the world, he relies entirely on the incarnation of Guanyin Bodhisattva, Mingfei, to absorb the source of his great evil, suppress and subdue evil and lust, and achieve freedom and joy.

The Hevajra itself is an embodiment of the unity of Buddha and Mara.

Within the spirit, the demon manifests outwardly; through internal cultivation and moral guidance, and external application of tyranny, the demon is transformed into a Buddha.

The true meaning of martial arts conveys Yelü Yi's ambition to transform Qida from a barbarian into a legitimate ruler.

A massive amount of spiritual energy was swallowed into the mouth of the Vajra of Joy, but what it exhaled was a six-day demon formed from malevolent energy.

The entire battlefield became eerie, and dark clouds swept towards the giant in the sky.

Li Cunxiao remained unmoved.

The eight-armed army charged relentlessly towards the Liao army's main camp, but all three heads opened their eyes and each exhaled a breath.

Call ~
The six days of demons and the dark clouds were like the smoke rising from incense sticks, utterly defeated.

The image of Vajra Bhadra was struck as if by lightning, instantly becoming illusory and transparent. Yelü Yi himself spewed out crimson-gold essence from all his acupoints, and his head suddenly exploded, only managing to coalesce after a moment.

In terror and disbelief, the power of heaven and earth transformed into a cage, binding him and lifting him into the high heavens.

Behind him, Yue Liduo and Saga were also bound by the furnace formed by the power of heaven and earth, screaming madly.

On the ground, nearly half of his 300,000-strong army had turned into a pool of blood, with corpses strewn everywhere, blood flowing like rivers, and bones piled up like mountains.

"Li! Cun! Xiao! Aa ...

Seeing his elite Qida tribesmen reduced to rotten flesh, Yelü Yi nearly went mad.

The Liao army suffered more than half its 300,000 troops casualties in an instant, and the morale of the army completely collapsed, with soldiers scrambling to escape.

At this point, the Song army methodically surrounded them and began to annihilate and force surrender.

Ignoring the madness of the three Liao rulers, Li Cunxiao led the prisoners away and, in the manner of the Three Altars Sea Meeting God, crossed Mount Tai and headed north through the entire Hebei Province.

The three-headed, eight-armed giant unleashed its oppressive power without restraint, accompanied by a thunderous roar that began in Weizhou in the far south and passed through Weizhou, Bozhou, Jizhou, Zhuozhou, Youzhou, and Cangzhou.
The people of Hebei Province rushed out, gazing in awe at the giant that seemed to be moving across the sky:
"The Liao Kingdom has plundered our territory, secretly allied with the false Liang dynasty, and harbors a treacherous plot to harm the Emperor."

"The Emperor entrusted the empire to me. Today, Cunxiao has executed the traitorous villain to inform the elders of the two rivers region and to comfort those who have suffered in the world."

The Liao soldiers stationed in the city went from initial panic to despair as they witnessed the king, empress, and imperial advisor become prisoners, and finally to madness.

Without needing any prompting, the long-simmering resentment among the city's residents rallied and launched a counterattack.

Those with higher cultivation levels were precisely targeted and killed by Li Cunxiao.

They fought their way through the mountains of Jizhou in the far north. By then, Yue Liduo and Saga could no longer withstand the refining power of the furnace of heaven and earth and turned to ashes.

Although Yelü Yi was not yet dead, his eyes were filled with despair as he watched his clansmen nearly wiped out.

His eyes darted around, and he quickly recognized the place.

The Yanshan Mountains, the Gaoliang River.

He led his people out of here to begin their journey.

However, decades have passed in the blink of an eye, and the place where the dragon rose in the past has now become his burial place?

"How ironic. How could someone like you exist in this world, and how could I have run into you?"

"If you had been born a few decades earlier, Qida would have only been obedient to the Celestial Empire, serving it wholeheartedly and daring not to overstep his bounds."

Li Cunxiao indifferently raised his hand, and dark lightning condensed and stretched into a long spear in his hand.

"There are no 'what ifs' in this world."

"Let's talk about it in hell."

Thunder ripped through the air, and Yelü Yi was pinned to the highest peak by the river.

Before the venomous words could be uttered, thunder roared like a burst dam, engulfing the entire desolate mountain.

Long after Li Cunxiao left, the lightning dissipated, and not a single fragment of Yelü Yi could be found.

The power of heaven and earth acted like a carving knife, leaving huge characters on the mountain peak, clearly visible even from a hundred meters away:
The one who restored Yanyun was Li Cunxiao!
Half a month later, at Mount Tai.

The last year of the Tongguang era of the Great Qin Dynasty, the ninth day of the ninth month.

Golden chrysanthemums cover the mountains and fields, like scattered morning light, and under the bright sun, they resemble a sea of ​​light, stretching for nearly a hundred miles.

Such a scene was not formed naturally, but was specially prepared by Taiyi Zhenren and Minister of Works Sun Fu and others for the enthronement ceremony.

On one side of Mount Tai, a large number of carriages and flags were piled up like a mountain. Officials, their foreheads covered in sweat, shuttled among them, checking and filling in any gaps.

At the same time, Li Guangyi, the Minister of War, was also making arrangements for the ceremonial guard.

Before today, in addition to their daily duties, the soldiers of the Imperial Dragon Guard had to spend two extra hours each day rehearsing for the parade formation, but no one complained.

Thus, when the ceremonial army was ready, the massive convoy stretching for a mile was adorned with banners, and all the ministers, dressed in their official robes, waited outside the residence of the soon-to-be-enthroned Song emperor.

Suppressing his excitement, Li Guangyi quietly asked for instructions outside the hall:
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, it's time to depart."

(End of this chapter)