The Strongest Simulator In the Sky

Jiangxi, outside Raozhou.

Ling Tian pulled out the long sword from the chest of a general.

Behind him, Zhu Houzhao stood there sluggishly looking at the corpses all over the floor.

The south is indeed already dominated by Confucianism. It has been two days since Ling Tian beheaded those countless people in the rivers and lakes before, and in these two days, Ling Tian and others have only traveled hundreds of miles.

Countless local garrisons of the Ming Dynasty who were supposed to be loyal to Zhu Houzhao, as well as Confucian masters swarmed out, but the hundreds of miles were almost covered with corpses.

And now, Zhu Houzhao has almost given up.

It was too tragic, and the most important thing was that Zhu Houzhao had already begun to deeply doubt whether he was really not suitable to be an emperor when he saw so many people going forward and blocking them with suicidal behavior.

"Mr. Lin..."

Looking at Ling Tian's indifferent back, Zhu Houzhao spoke slowly with a hint of loneliness on his face.

"Until now, does Your Majesty still think that we should back down? If Your Majesty thinks so, then I will be very disappointed. This time to persecute Your Majesty, they can lure the Tatars south, next time, to persecute another emperor , Will they directly support a foreign race...

And in order to support this alien race, will they send Daming's army to the alien race to kill, will they send Daming's gold, silver, and population to increase the strength of the alien race? Meng Yuan entered the Central Plains..."

A low voice spit out from Ling Tian's mouth.

In the past two days, there were indeed a lot of killings, but Ling Tian also gained a lot. His luck has accumulated more than two thousand points now, and this is because he is using the star-absorbing Dafa and Sunflower If the accumulation of Dacheng's promotion hadn't been for the ultimate promotion of Sunflower and Xingxing, his current luck would exceed 20,000.

Two days, twenty thousand.

Such a harvest made Ling Tian ecstatic. At this moment, Ling Tian wished that the fight would be more intense.

Because of this, he said these words now very seriously, and he must not let Zhu Houzhao back down.

The good thing is that Ling Tian came from a later generation after all, and he is very clear about the history after Daming. Strictly speaking, the rise of the later Jurchen was not because the Jurchen really was so powerful, but because of the officials of Daming.

Without Li Chengliang, there would be no rise of Lao Nu, and at the time of Saerhu, there were no civil servants who leaked the facts of the Four Route Army like a sieve.

Naturally, he couldn't say these things directly, but he could analyze them. Based on the current behavior of the Confucian scum to speculate on what might happen in the future, combined with the fact that the Confucian scum caused foreign races to rule the Central Plains in the previous dynasties, it can also make Zhu Houzhao Be vigilant.

In fact, this is what Ling Tian and Zhu Houzhao said the most these two days.

Later, following Ling Tian's words, Zhu Houzhao's expression finally became firm again.

However, just when Ling Tian was about to end this conversation like before, suddenly, a palpitation suddenly appeared.

Almost like lightning, Ling Tian's figure was refracted towards the front, the long sword flickered coldly, and the person had turned around in mid-air. Behind, next to Zhu Houzhao, there was a gray-haired, plainly dressed Taoist priest who looked like someone The old Taoist of Miao Zhu in a small country temple had already stood there at some point.

Seeing the sudden appearance of the Taoist priests, not only Ling Tian, ​​but also Wang Yangming, Jiang Bin, etc. also had a sudden change of expression, and they all focused on it. At this time, the old Taoist was standing too close to Zhu Houzhao, and Wang Yangming, Jiang Bin, etc. were afraid that the old Taoist would wave his hands Slap Zhu Houzhao to death.

"Well said, well said, then how do you think this matter should be resolved?..."

However, the old Taoist didn't seem to care about Zhu Houzhao next to him, but looked at Ling Tian and said.

"It's better for jade to be broken than to be whole. One word, hit, I, Ming Dynasty, can never learn from the marriage of Han and Tang Dynasties, and the coins of the Song Dynasty. People have inertia. If the spine is always straight, it will be very hard, and once If you bend it once, it may be difficult to harden it again..."

Ling Tian looked at the old man and said without any hesitation.

Ling Tian has thought about how many times he should meet a Taoist master in the past two days, and he has also thought about the old Taoist question in front of him.

Although he didn't know the temperament and character of the old man in front of him, he thought he was a little bit talkative. After all, there were a lot of praise words for Daming from later generations on the Internet, and those bold words full of middle school students were even more so. Not a lot.

"That's right, that's right, I'll ask you again, if there are corpses that need to be killed all over the place to save Da Ming, you can do it..."

The old man's eyes lit up, and he looked at Ling Tian as if he was looking at a rare treasure.

"Killing one is a sin, and killing all is a hero. A man travels thousands of miles with a sword, and kills Hu Jie all the way. This is a matter of great merit. Why don't I do it..."

Ling Tian's eyes lit up.

This Taoist master obviously satisfied him more than he imagined. From the very beginning, he decided to lure out the Taoist master first, and then rely on words to persuade him.

But, who would have thought that this Taoist master didn't seem to follow the meaning of Confucianism at all, and never thought of fighting him from the beginning.

"Wonderful, wonderful... Those black-hearted poor people thought our Taoists were still fools, and they didn't even think about it. From the Song Dynasty to the founding of this dynasty, how many people died in my Taoist school, and how many times were I cheated by those black-hearted poor people? With two hundred years of experience, you can learn to be smart, not to mention my Taoist, boy, you know everything about you, sunflowers build foundations, Zixia molds bones, reversing stars and returning to the original, not to mention your talent in cultivation , the collection of martial arts alone is extremely clever...

However, it's not enough, I'm afraid you don't know yet, the Tatars have already reached the outskirts of the capital. If you want to level the Tatars, you not only need to face the masters on the grassland, but also face the black-hearted and poor people in the north at the moment. A real master, with your current martial arts, your attack is more than enough, but your defense is too weak, take..."

Ling Tian's eyes were shining, and the old man's eyes were even brighter. Obviously, Ling Tian's words in the poems of a certain angry youth in later generations made the old man very satisfied. To Ling Tian.

"Don't waste time in the south. Although there are many black-hearted people in the poor, those poor in the Zhu family definitely did not participate in this matter. While practicing this, go to the north to level the power of the little prince's direct line, and then help the old Taoist. Those unscrupulous poverty have also been calmed down..."

The cheat book fell into Ling Tian's hands, the figure of the old Taoist shook violently, and the man turned into smoke and fled towards the distance.