Chapter 467 How dangerous is it?
United Shun seemed to understand what Jiang Lin meant. He nodded slightly and said, "You come with me."
The two of them left the imperial study room, and Eunuch Tian First, he looked at Jiang Lin, then bowed to Emperor Shun and said, "Your Majesty."
Uncle Shun did not look squinting and said, "Go to the private warehouse."
Eunuch Tian was slightly stunned , but the reaction was still very fast, and he hurriedly said, "Yes."
Emperor Shun walked forward, and Jiang Lin and Tian followed behind.
Eunuch Tian looked at Jiang Lin from time to time, with a little confused in his eyes.
The Emperor's aura just now seemed to be trying to kill someone, and I don't know what happened.
This will get better again, and it seems inexplicable. "What gift did Lord Jiang give to His Majesty?" Eunuch Tian guessed in his heart.
A moment later, they came to a palace.
There are dozens of people guarding here, each of whom is at the peak of Yuanwu Realm.
And this was just an open guard. Jiang Lin swept his perception and noticed that there were at least five second-level Shenwu Realm, three fourth-level Shenwu Realm, and one fifth-level Shenwu Realm. dark place.
For the Daqian court, such a guarding power was already quite strong.
The imperial guards of the imperial palace are only at the eighth grade of Yuanwu realm.
Jiang Lin doesn’t know much about the Royal Private Deposit.
There is nowhere in the historical fragments he has experienced.
It was just that when Yushuai gave the materials last time, he mentioned it.
The palace here is not big and magnificent. Except for the strong guard power, it is no different from other places.
It was said that it was a royal private warehouse, but there was not even a plaque, which was obviously very cautious.
Seeing Emperor Shun coming, the guards bowed and bowed.
United Shun stepped forward and the palace gate opened automatically.
A military officer wearing heavy armor and a sixth-grade Shenwu realm stood in front of the door: "I have met Your Majesty."
Uncle Shun nodded slightly and introduced to Jiang Lin. : "This person is the commander of the private treasury guard. "
Jiang Lin and Fang Zhizhong looked at each other, and there was a hint of surprise in each other's eyes. It was obvious that Jiang Lin's youth and extremely high cultivation level , which surprised the leader of the private warehouse.
Jiang Lin didn't have much feelings about this person, he was just a sixth grade in the Divine Martial Realm.
A few years ago, it was a rare big shot.
I remember when he rushed to rescue Wanli to save Liao Mingxu, he fought side by side with Yushuai to fight more than a dozen mountain masters of Xuanhuadao.
The power displayed by Yu Shuai is only the sixth grade of the Divine Martial Realm.
Of course, Jiang Lin now understands that although Daqian's personal force is not as good as that of the powerful clan, these border commanders are all people with the strongest cultivation.
It’s just that they habitually concealed their cultivation. It was not until the Western archers invaded the frontier, the ten-feathered archers, and even the eleven-feathered archers came out of the mountain that they were forced to show their true strength.
"The powerful and noble clans have their ancestors as their foundation, and they hide many Daowu realms. Will the Daqian royal family not have it?" Jiang Lin guessed in his heart, and at the same time, a new one was born. doubt.
Even the powerful clan has such a foundation, why doesn’t the Taoist sect not?
So many sects have been destroyed one by one in more than four hundred years.
Including Xuanhua Dao, which Jiang Lin had faced personally, although the mountain master was strong, he was only at the fifth grade of the Divine Martial Realm and about the sixth grade.
So even if the legendary Taoist master has the peak strength of the Divine Martial Realm?
Compared with the ancestors of the powerful clan, it is not worth mentioning.
Jiang Lin was a little confused. It was incredible that Taoist sect, which was so powerful back then, dared to interfere in the battle between the Daqian royal family and the powerful clan, had declined to this extent.
At this time, a creaking sound came from the front.
Jiang Lin came to his senses and looked up.
At this time, I had entered the depths of the private warehouse, surrounded by various rare treasures, countless.
There are many things that surprised Jiang Lin.
The wreckage of the eighth-grade monster or the top materials comparable to the sky scale armor, there are at least a dozen.
The source of the sound in front of me is the entrance of an underground palace, which is very similar to Lu's family.
The moment he saw this entrance, Jiang Lin guessed what Emperor Shun wanted to take him to see.
He did not look at the good materials anymore, but followed Emperor Shun into the underground palace.
After the three of them entered, they came back and closed the huge eight-foot-square tiles again.
There are no torches in the underground palace, but they emit a hazy light. Emperor Shun explained: "This place is for Emperor Taizu to collect the essence of the secluded sea and inlaid it on it, and it will last forever."
Jiang Lin looked up and a prompt appeared in his field of vision.
[Beads with better quality can be used to create utensils]
Materials of Xuanbing grade?
When talking about the Youhai Sea, Jiang Lin remembered the experience of the Youhai Gate and the so-called spiritual liquid collection site after entering the seabed. "Your Majesty can tell that the Secluded Sea Gate is in the Secluded Sea, using people as sacrifices to collect so-called spiritual liquid. Over the years, at least millions of people have died there."
"I I know."
Jiang Lin didn't hear any dissatisfaction from his tone, and immediately realized that Emperor Shun not only knew, but also indulged in the behavior of Youhai Gate. "The court doesn't care?" Jiang Lin asked.
United Emperor Shun said, "The sect leader of Youhai Sect has not yet reached the Daowu realm, so he is not afraid of it. If you want to destroy it, you can destroy it at any time."
"But they collect spiritual liquid, and have Help us understand the strangeness of that thing."
Jiang Lin frowned and said, "In order to understand something, would he rather die so many innocent people in hundreds of years?"
Emperor Shun stopped and turned to look at Jiang Lin, his eyes majestic and unimaginable firmness.
"I am not the emperor of the Daqian royal family, but the emperor of the entire Daqian!"
"What I want to save is not those people who are addicted to fighting and killing, but the world Tens of millions of people."
"If we can save the world, let alone millions of people, so what if we even have tens of millions of people?"
"Da Qian bears this infamy For four hundred years, what's the point of memorizing more? ”
Looking at His Majesty the Emperor with a solemn face, Jiang Lin didn't know how to refute it for a moment. When disaster is coming, should one person be sacrificed to save ten people, or should one person be sacrificed to save ten people?
This is not a rational question that anyone deserves to save, it is just about morality.
It can even be said that it is purely to give some people the opportunity to stand on the moral high ground and blame the one who saved people.
From the rational point of view, Emperor Shun did nothing wrong.
Just like Ma Ningyan back then, so many people died before Daqian was established.
I went to a very far place and after I came back, I continued to fight without stopping.
Is she wrong?
Of course it is true.
Is Shundi wrong?
For the millions who died, it was naturally wrong.
But for an emperor, there is nothing wrong.
No mistakes, one poem, one post, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read!
Compared with tens of millions of people, millions of people can sacrifice, which is the reason of Emperor Shun.
The firmness in his eyes was much harder than the Xuanwu Holy Arrow.
How people in the world evaluate it, whether it is a merit or a fault, I no longer care about it.
Because he is the emperor, not a doctor who treats diseases and saves people.
It is easy to save one person, but it is difficult to save the world.
When Emperor Shun was about to take a step again, Jiang Lin asked, "How long will it take to understand clearly?"
University paused slightly, then stepped on her feet, and answered at the same time. He said, "There are more than a thousand people, it's almost done."
Jiang Lin clenched his fists, would he die a thousand people?
Eunuch Tian whispered: "Mr. Jiang, you don't do anything if you are not in his position. You have dispelled the haze of Sangzhou, but let the 100,000 hard-working practices pass away. It is a merit for Sangzhou, and a suffering for you. "
"There is nothing right or wrong in this world? I just don't stand together." Jiang Lin shook slightly and turned his head to look at the old lady. .
Although Sangzhou Asceticism is not a good thing to everyone.
But for the asceticism itself, are they wrong?
What is wrong is not asceticism, but the Sumeru wheel.
Jiang Lin remembered that when he destroyed the Buddha's kingdom, no matter how he persuaded him, Ma Ningyan did not agree to completely kill the Buddhists controlled by the Sumeru Wheel.
She would rather spend hundreds of years giving up the stability of a state than saving those people. "So in your heart, I also feel that the Buddhists are not wrong. Sacrifice some of the people in the future to save millions of children and women from that year."
Jiang Lin slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, nodded lightly, and said, "I understand, but the Youhai Gate must be destroyed. After a thousand people, I will go in person."
What else does Eunuch Tian want to say, Emperor Shun's The voice came: "It's up to you."
Eunuch Tian lowered his head and said no more.
Jiang Lin didn't say anything anymore and took steps to keep up.
The steps seemed a little heavy, just like the mood.
The underground palace here does not store many more precious things like Lu's family.
Through the narrow road, a gate appeared in front of you.
The gateway to the Lu family underground palace is already very large, but it is more than five times larger.
Hundreds of feet wide and dozens of feet high.
And this is just one of them, there are other portals nearby, ranging in size and dense.
Jiang Lin was surprised to see it and asked, "Are all these portals..."
United Shun pressed his hand on the portal, and the same pattern lit up a dazzling light.
It just didn't launch an attack, but opened it silently.
The familiar and majestic atmosphere came to my face.
Jiang Lin saw an extremely huge spine that was hundreds of miles long.
That can no longer be considered a bone, it is simply a mountain range.
The breath of this spine is far beyond Lu's broken finger.
Even if Jiang Lin condensed his heart of Tao, he was so shocked by the breath that he could not make any progress.
If you forcefully enter, you will feel like you are cut into pieces and you will die without a place to die.
United Shun stood in front of the door and endured the impact of most auras.
Although it was not pleasant, he was like a divine iron buried deep in the ground, resolutely not taking a step back. "Emperors of Daqian have come here every day to endure the impact of their breath. Not only for the sake of body refining, but also to warn themselves what kind of danger they are facing."
Emperor Shun's voice seemed fragmented under the impact of that breath.
Weak, but always there.
"Only the Daowu realm can you have the qualifications to enter this door. But even the Daowu realm cannot bear such a breath for a long time."
"This is only a part, and there are other parts collected over the years. If all of them are used to create weapons, there is no need to say how dangerous it is."
"In order to remove some powder for the ancestor of the blacksmith, the big one. At least thousands of soldiers in Qian died. "
United Shun turned around slowly and looked at Jiang Lin.
He spoke in a very low tone: "Master Jiang, do you understand now, how dangerous is it?"
Jiang Lin's body was shocked when he heard it. In order to get the powder, Daqian died several times. Thousands of soldiers?
Ma Ningyan never mentioned it, and even those civil officials who fear him the most had never said it.
(This chapter ends)