Chapter 383: seraph

Chapter 383: seraph

  Chapter 383 Seraphim

   Knock knock!

  The guests were scattered, and there was a light knock on the door outside the classic and elegant study.

"Come in."

   Zhou Rou retreated to the door with a cup of fragrant tea, and respectfully presented it to Zhao Yinshun.

   "What's wrong? Is there anything you want to ask?"

   Aware of the hesitation in her eyes, Zhao Yinshun took a sip of the fragrant tea and asked casually.

   "Are they really useful? A group of simple-minded martial...reckless men, are they really worthy of your attention?"

   "Well...how should I put it?"

   Putting down the tea in his hand, Zhao Yinshun pondered for a moment, organized his language, and then spoke leisurely.

   "Taking a deer into a horse, and confounding black and white is the specialty of Confucianism. Their rank and authority are doomed to their natural dominance in public opinion. In this regard, they have prevented many [emperors] from ancient times and modern times, let alone us..."

  "If you go to fight a public opinion war with them, you will fall into the opponent's rhythm and use your own short-term to attack the enemy's long-term."

   After a pause, Zhao Yinshun looked at Zhou Rou with a critical look.

   "So, how do you think we can turn this around?"

   "..."

  After thinking about it for a long time, Zhou Rou spoke cautiously.

   "Maybe, we can rely on the relationship in the court..."

   But before he finished speaking, Zhao Yinshun shook his head in disappointment.

   "You are still bound by traditional thinking, subconsciously feel that power comes from the superstructure."

   "Even if we have relations in the court, don't Confucianism have it?"

   "They have been rooted in all aspects of the ruling class for thousands of years, and the intertwined network of interests will only be stronger than ours, so strong that even the [Emperor] can't do anything to them!"

   Otherwise, who do you think caused the rise and fall of the empire?

  Of course, Zhao Yinshun didn't say the last sentence, but just sneered disdainfully.

   "Today's Confucianism has long forgotten the glory of the ancient times, and there is only a group of benevolence, righteousness and morality left, and men steal women and prostitutes behind their backs."

   "Even if I don't want something like righteousness, I don't allow this group of **** to attack me!"

   After finishing speaking, Zhao Yinshun looked at Zhou Rou quietly.

   "You grew up in this era, and it is difficult to break through the current [cognitive barrier], but as the person I fancy, you should have a vision that transcends the times..."

   "Damn this subordinate, I let you down, Your Majesty."

   Seeing Zhou Rou half kneeling next to him guiltily, Zhao Yinshun shook his head with a laugh.

"Let me give you a hint, other places in Damin are lifeless, and the people are numb and ignorant, but why [Liuyin Fengguo] is full of vitality? Is it just a certain [hero] who turned his hand to cover the cloud and rain? Everything?"

  However, unexpectedly, Zhou Rou nodded firmly without hesitation.

   "Yes, all the glory is created by the king!"

   "..."

   Unexpectedly, circling around and entangled himself in, Zhao Yinshun rubbed the center of his brows in pain.

   "I'm an exception, besides me, who else do you think deserves the most credit?"

   "..."

   After contemplating for a long time, Zhou Rou looked at the young man in white with some enlightenment.

   "Are you trying to say that power comes from the people?"

   "Smart, the seven fools before are the embodiment of the power of the people. The battle between us and Confucianism is actually to win the hearts of the people."

   "However, due to the natural disadvantages of the rank and authority, we are destined to be unable to counterattack with normal public opinion..."

   Speaking of this, Zhao Yinshun sighed helplessly.

  “In the field of public opinion, our voice is too small, no one can hear it at all…”

   "Even if someone hears it, they can use extraordinary power to distort and tamper with your meaning, pointing at a deer as a horse, turning black and white..."

  "It's like when I kill people, they will only publicize how bloodthirsty and brutal I am, and they won't mention what kind of **** the killed are. Instead, they will pick out a few to sell for a wave of greed, to set off my evilness."

  "Until a certain established stereotype is formed, and then solidified into a national consensus..."

   After a pause, Zhao Yinshun raised the corners of his mouth with a smirk.

   "All mouths make gold, and accumulation destroys bones."

   "Due to the accusation of thousands of people, without any disease."

   "Distorting the world's cognition, solidifying ideology, gathering people's hearts and turning black and white, [verbal criticism] [public criticism]...The authority of Confucianism is indeed powerful, and I would like to call it the strongest [political correctness]!"

   "Political Correctness?!"

  Zhou Rou's eyes lit up, chewing this weird and uncommon vocabulary carefully, the [official way] authority in her soul was faintly touched, as if she had realized something extraordinary.

   defined correctly...

  My will is right!

   On the other side, Zhao Yinshun didn't pay attention to her subtle expression, and looked out the window with sighs, as if caught in a distant memory, muttering to himself.

   "However, Ugly Country's red neck is Tu Yile. If you really want to talk hard, you have to look at me Da Min Wufu!"

   Speaking of this, Zhao Yinshun looked at Zhou Rou.

   "This trick is called changing lanes and overtaking, reducing dimensionality and attacking. If you dare to gag me, I will kill you!"

   "We, no, their warriors are like stones in a pit of shit. Violence cannot make them succumb. Only by letting them see and listen for themselves will the nerve in their minds be turned around."

   "And once they find out that they have been deceived, they will feel deeper guilt towards me as a 'victim' and will be more active in rectifying my name."

   "Well, this trick is called iron powder refining..."

   "Please call me Zhao Dao Yinshun Wang from now on!"

  Although she has long been used to her lord often saying some difficult words, but this time Zhou Rou still had a hard time listening, and could only nod half understanding.

   "Your Majesty!"

   "..."

  I suspect you are yin and yang to me!

   Rolling an annoyed look at her, Zhao Yinshun spread his hands.

   "Of course, I admit that I have the idea of ​​cutting leeks. After all, since I have become more and more powerful, there have been fewer and fewer leeks delivered to my door."

   "Even on Shenli's battlefield, those sacred talents from various continents walked around me, obviously they were not like this before..."

   “They used to love giving them away!”

  Listening to Zhao Yinshun's aggrieved sigh, Zhou Rou's expression was complicated, and he hesitated to speak.

  You led a divine general, and the 100,000 troops killed **** rivers all the way, and those arrogated saints would only be fooled if they didn't run away.

   After hesitating for a few seconds, Zhou Rou changed the subject without a trace.

   "But do you think those seven people can take on the heavy responsibility?"

  Hearing this, Zhao Yinshun shrugged indifferently.

   "They are just seven seeds, the key is to continue to challenge my heroes from all walks of life."

   "As long as they see the actual situation in Luzhou, it will be difficult for the authority of Confucianism to distort their cognition. A single spark can start a prairie fire..."

  …………

  However, Zhao Yinshun did not expect that the first Xing Huo who approached him was an old acquaintance.

   "You promised me not to kill innocent people indiscriminately."

  Looking at those clear emerald green pupils, the boy in white blinked and held her shoulder solemnly.

   "Iris, I really didn't kill innocent people indiscriminately, trust me!"

   "They say that you torture and kill people for pleasure, but I don't believe it... You never swing your sword at the weak."

  Hearing this, before Zhao Yinshun was happy, the blond girl changed the subject.

   "But they say that you take pleasure in killing Zhongliang, I believe it, and you like to kill those self-righteous 'strong'!"

   "..."

  Iris, you understand me.

   Clapping Zhao Yinshun's hands away, Iris looked straight into his eyes.

  "Maybe the vast majority of these people are damned, I am not qualified to ask you to let them go, but I just want to remind you that when you stare into the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you..."

   "Iris, let me remind you again..."

  Shrugging his shoulders, Zhao Yinshun stared at the girl with deep eyes, and said quietly every word.

   "I am the abyss."

   "..."

   After pondering for a long time, the girl suddenly raised a bright smile: "You are still so arrogant, draw your sword."

"ah?"

   "Let me see how far I am from you."

   "Trying to chase me, Iris, you are arrogant."

   "..."

  Seeing the expression of the blond girl gnashing her teeth, Zhao Yinshun smiled, and with a thought, a dark purple-gold field spread instantly, pulling the two of them into a deeper dimension.

   It was dark in front of her eyes, and in the next second, Iris found herself in a strange realm beyond reality. A cold and dead sun was suspended in the sky. The burning dark flame not only did not bring any warmth, but radiated a biting chill.

   At the other end, an ominous moon and the sun shine together, and the weird sun and moon convey a strange sense of oppression, which makes the holy spirit in the blond girl faintly restless.

   "You Damin Wufu are not good at domains. Even after ascending to the gods, it is difficult to open up a country. How can you create such a weird thing at the sixth level..."

  Looking around, Iris pursed her lips and couldn't find a suitable adjective after thinking for a long time.

   "Iris, since I left the imperial capital, I have gone through hardships and encountered many hardships, and I have learned a truth from it."

   "I clearly heard that you killed all the way..."

   "Ahem, be serious, I'm talking about something important!"

   Involuntarily interrupting Iris, Zhao Yinshun looked up at the dark sky at a forty-five degree angle.

   "What I wanted to say just now, by the way, martial arts have limits. The more brainless you are, the easier it is to fall into unexpected difficulties and waste all your previous efforts, so..."

  Iris looked confused: "What are you talking about? Haven't you been killing people indiscriminately?"

  Zhao Yinshun: "Shut up! All in all, I won't be a martial artist anymore, show me some respect!"

   "Have you changed your class?"

   "That's not true."

   "..."

   Iris hesitated to speak, and the thousands of words in her chest finally turned into a long sigh of helplessness.

   "Oh... Forget it, draw your sword."

   Lifting his eyes, countless golden threads spread out from the depths of the emerald green pupils, the eyes full of emotions became vast and holy, and finally turned into two pure golden hot light sources.

  The entire eye sockets were covered by burning and fluttering divine flames, as if a brilliant sun was hidden under the girl's skin.

   "The Kingdom of Heaven Comes!"

  Accompanied by a whisper, the dark world vibrated loudly, and the infinite holy light penetrated the sky and the earth out of thin air, tearing the domain into two completely different parts.

   One side resembles the Nine Nether Realms, while the other side is illuminated by holy light. The two opposing and conflicting energies stir each other, creating a terrifying annihilation storm on the borderline.

  Both of them stood still, but the distance between them continued to widen. The vast new realm followed the divine confrontation and separated them into two different worlds.

   Across a long distance, the line of sight never breaks, but one seems to be standing in the netherworld, while the other seems to be in heaven.

   "I didn't expect your progress to be so amazing."

  Feeling the infinite holy light burning in Iris's body, Zhao Yinshun put away his casual smile, and his expression gradually became serious.

   "Since you left, I have chased evil gods and killed villains. This is God's reward for kindness!"

  Slowly draw the cross sword out of the scabbard, and the holy flames covering the sky and the sun gather and condense behind Iris, gradually turning into six burning wings of light.

  The illusory flames continue to compress and converge, forming a substantive wing structure, and the lifelike feathers are even fully visible.

   Gently fluttering the angel's wings, just the trembling of the wings set off a tsunami-like energy tide, and the violent flame fluctuations hit the junction of the two domains, causing subtle void ripples in the whole world.

   "Holy Spirit fighting spirit, blazing angel posture, I was almost killed by you with this trick back then."

  With nostalgia in his eyes, Zhao Yinshun recalled with a chuckle.

   "Now that I have integrated the eight paladin paths, my rank has achieved a qualitative leap. Do you think I can still pose a threat to you?"

  Turning the sword flower lightly, the girl's whispers resounded through the void like thunder, and the sense of oppression that hit her face was like a scorching hurricane sweeping across the world.

   "Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

   Facing the girl's all-out efforts, Zhao Yinshun still asked calmly.

   "Truth!"

   "That battle back then was the closest you were to me. Since then, the gap between you and me has never narrowed, it has only continued to widen..."

   "Then let me experience the gap between us with flesh and blood!"

  The girl transformed into a majestic seraphim held her sword in her chest, her wings behind her rose slowly, and endless flames lingered around her body, just like an elegant **** descending from the mundane world, which made people worship in their hearts at first sight.

  嗡

  In the next second, time and space were torn apart, and a bright seraph appeared in front of Zhao Yinshun without warning, and the cross sword burning with holy flames struck the boy's Tianling Gai like a divine punishment.

  However, the sudden attack did not have the expected effect. The big sword sliced ​​through the afterimage of the boy, and a sense of threat suddenly appeared behind him.

  Boom!

  Printing a palm on the vest, the girl pierced the ground like a miniature sun. The solid ground instantly rippled like a liquid sea, and after a short inward collapse, a beam of light exploded in the center.

  Boom

  The muffled loud noise made the internal organs tremble slightly, and an elegant figure slowly floated into the air from the beam of light, his burning pupils fixedly stared at the young man in white standing above the nine heavens.

   "[Minguan]...Didn't it mean that you only opened [Jingguan]?"

   "Your intelligence is out of date."

   "The opening of the gate of origin is calculated in years or even decades. It cannot be blamed for outdated information, but because you, a monster, are progressing so fast that people will never touch your limit..."

  Looking down at the holy angel at his feet, Zhao Yinshun curled up his lips with a half-smile.

   "I can always turn it on again if I want."

   "Shall I show you a live switch?"

  Iris: "..."

The D drive that stored the codeword software collapsed without warning. The more than 2,000 words I coded disappeared on the spot. The more important thing is that all the settings and data are in it. Tomorrow I will remove the hard drive and take it to see if I can export the data. No. If so, I'm really going crazy.

   There is little hope for the solid-state drive, but I don’t know if it is really broken, so I can only do my best and obey the destiny.

   Misfortunes never come singly these two days...(╥﹏╥)

  

  

  (end of this chapter)