Chapter 1689

"Foreign threats are coming, and Bai Tan wants to seize absolute power as soon as possible. The refugees in Tianshui City are now relying on him in large numbers. He also took the opportunity to recruit strong men and expand his military equipment." Bai Tan's original shortcoming was that he had too few troops. But after he killed all the royal descendants, the military officers in the city were intimidated and surrendered with their troops, and another force that could not be ignored was the refugees. The refugees were originally suffering for their livelihood, and Bai Tan used the Yao nation's treasury to recruit soldiers, giving money and grain. For a time, refugees responded in large numbers, much more enthusiastically than civilians.

True Monarch Tongming asked: "What do you plan to do next?"

"The death of the King of Yao is just the beginning of the turmoil."

Every word Qingyang said lightly represented the blood and wind of the future.

She missed this feeling a little.

"Bai Tan wants to seize absolute power, but as long as the Heavenly God doesn't come forward to acknowledge him, this situation won't happen for the time being." She said slowly, "There are wolves surrounding the Yao nation internally and externally. The good show of 'you sing, I appear' should be about to begin."

"Everyone understands—the world is fought for."

The Yao nation's reputation on the Glittering Gold Plain was not good, and it did indeed gather the power of Glittering Gold to support itself, but the existence of this regional power objectively stabilized the situation, allowing the Glittering Gold Plain to maintain a wonderful dynamic balance.

For example, the war between the Allied Forces and Pixia was not very intense after being pushed to Pixia's territory, which had a lot to do with the Yao nation's attitude and approach. But now...

Now, this balance has been broken.

Once a power vacuum appears, this great turmoil will start from the Yao territory and spread like ripples to the entire Glittering Gold Plain!

This is what the Heavenly God wants most.

"Very good, you must properly allocate resources to consolidate and expand the results of this operation!" This was not only True Monarch Tongming's exhortation but also the Heavenly God's requirement for Qingyang.

"Yes." Qingyang responded, knowing that the Heavenly God's goal was only one: nightmare energy, nightmare energy, and more nightmare energy!

Against the background of frequent Di Liu Jiang eruptions and the recovery of spiritual energy in the human world, the small chaos and small turmoil on the Glittering Gold Plain could no longer satisfy the increasingly hungry and angry Heavenly God.

The King of Yao couldn't recognize the situation and couldn't keep up with the times, so he and his country became a big dish on the Heavenly God's table.

"These forces fight each other, and finally fight out one or two grassroots kings, and you are still the Regent." Since Qingyang, the Regent, was doing a good job, the Heavenly God let her continue to do it.

Qingyang shook her head: "I am old, and I am powerless to be 'Regent' again."

"Are you afraid that you won't live as long as these small countries? Haha, you worry too much." True Monarch Tongming seemed not to understand her refusal, "I think the Saint Venerable's meaning is that these small countries on the Glittering Gold Plain have no need to exist for a long time, otherwise they will be the second or third Yao nation, becoming increasingly lazy and difficult to control."

This old State Preceptor of Beijia understood everything, and now that he was a Protector of the Tiangong, he spoke directly.

Qingyang was silent.

She knew the Heavenly God's heart:

With the lesson of the Yao nation, there should be no more countries on the Glittering Gold Plain that last for two hundred years.

They must be changed frequently.

New countries, new kings, and new people can be both respectful and obedient.

Qingyang said slowly: "The collapse of the Yao nation actually has a share of the Great Emperor of the Nine Netherworlds' credit."

"What do you want to say?"

"If it weren't for him fanning the flames, the King of Yao wouldn't have gone forward without hesitation on the road to death. Every idea he came up with was giving the Yao nation a dose of poison. It's just that the idiot King of Yao didn't think the destruction of the country and family was He Xiao's fault until the end." In fact, before the King of Yao died, what he hated most was neither He Xiao nor the Heavenly God, but Qingyang and Bai Tan, "I think this person's purpose in entering Tianshui City coincided with mine later, and he also wanted to overthrow the Yao nation."

The King of Yao made more and more trouble, stirring up the anger of the Heavenly God and her, so she gave birth to the intention to kill; what about He Xiao? She now feels that He Xiao had malicious intentions toward the King of Yao and this country from the beginning, but in the end, he borrowed her hand and the Heavenly God's hand to completely overthrow the King of Yao's rule.

Stirring up wind and rain, and then retreating unscathed in the end.

True Monarch Tongming was a little surprised: "Why?"

"Bai Ziqi inferred that the Great Emperor of the Nine Netherworlds might have determined that the Yao nation was the source of evil on the Glittering Gold Plain and must be eradicated." Qingyang's eyes flickered, "The Yao nation is about to disappear, and I don't know his next plan."

She agreed with one sentence of Bai Ziqi: it is difficult to interpret He Xiao from the shallow level of "short-term interests."

Because he has great plans and long-term calculations.

The masses can only see the petty profits in front of them, commonly known as playing chess for at most two steps, and then turning around to bow for five pecks of rice; after suffering losses, they open their mouths to scold for a night, and forget after a few days, eating and losing as usual, with a memory shorter than a fish. If you talk to him about planning step by step and being prepared for a rainy day, he can snore on the spot.

"Bai Ziqi has reported to the Saint Venerable that this person might be the culprit who burned the Tiangong!" True Monarch Tongming laughed, "No matter what ulterior motives he harbors, it doesn't matter anymore. This time, we will catch him!"

Qingyang nodded.

She could imagine how thunderous the anger of the Lingxu gods would be after hearing Bai Ziqi's report.

The culprit who burned the Tiangong has not been brought to justice for a long time, which has made the Lingxu gods lose face in the God Realm for several years. Since there is a clue, they will never let He Xiao go unpunished.

"By the way, send someone to Honglu to take back Cao Wendao's research." The reason why Elder Liang was not asked to do this was because the confidentiality level of this matter was too high, Elder Liang didn't know about it, and Bai Ziqi had other important tasks. True Monarch Tongming's tone was solemn, "The momentum of the growth of spiritual energy in the human world is temporarily irreversible; the more difficult the original plan, the tighter the time!"

Qingyang responded, pondering in her heart. Judging from True Monarch Tongming's words, Cao Wendao's research on demon puppets is very useful for the subsequent arrangements of the Lingxu gods?

But True Monarch Tongming only mentioned this sentence and said no more.

Such things are always kept secret by the gods.

"Good."

The smoke dissipated, the pressure faded, and True Monarch Tongming left.

Qingyang opened the door and walked out, stopping after two steps while clutching her wound, frowning without speaking.

The Thousand Illusion True Person's immortal arts are more terrifying than maggots on bones; they may not do evil all the time, but they will suddenly attack the heart, catching you off guard. Ordinary practitioners would fall to the ground and die in two steps.

And this injury cannot be moved out.

Yuan Xuan was very observant: "Palace Master?"

"Spirit Paste."

Spirit Paste is an ointment made from a secret recipe of the Green Palace, with Di Liu Jiang as the main ingredient. It will be prosperous in a few days, and there is no point in saving them now.

She took out the spiritual pills given by True Monarch Tongming and looked at them, swallowing three at once, and taking them with Spirit Paste.

Qingyang breathed a long sigh of relief. In her current physical condition, she urgently needed to rest and recuperate.

But less than thirty breaths after she swallowed the medicine, a guard came to report:

"Vice Minister Wang of the Ministry of Rites requests an audience..."

Yuan Xuan said angrily: "Get lost, just say the Palace Master is not here!"

(End of chapter)