Chapter 577 Dark Noon
While the people in Luojing City were thinking hard about the future, Gu Xu was standing in the clouds, overlooking the ancient city from a high position.
Wang Jian stood aside respectfully and did not take the initiative to disturb his thoughts.
Time seems to have stopped in this ancient city, everything remains as before.
Surrounded by tall city walls, there are rows of houses and criss-crossing streets.
The magnificent Zichen Palace is located at the end of Tianjie. The red walls and gold tiles are brightly colored and shine dazzlingly in the sun.
If Luo Jing is a handicraft that coexists with exquisiteness and grandeur, then Zichen Palace is the most expensive and eye-catching pearl embellished within it.
The trauma brought to this city by the invasion of Mangshan Ghost King seems to have disappeared without a trace.
The crowds on the streets are even more crowded and denser than a few months ago.
However, Gu Xu knew that Luojing’s population increased not because Luojing became more prosperous than before.
But because, as he occupied more and more territory, large numbers of Qi people, especially wealthy families, fled to Luojing to seek the blessing of Emperor Tianxing. They are like homeless refugees, huddled in this last shelter.
Of course, Gu Xu's appearance here at this time is not just to enjoy the scenery.
In his field of vision, Luojing is surrounded by rivers, with mountains arching towards each other, radiating from all directions, and reaching as flat as a stone. Several dragon veins in the wilderness converge here, making Luojing a place rich in dragon energy. "National Treasure Cave".
The Emperor Taizu of Daqi, or the projection of Taishang Haotian's will, took advantage of Luojing's Feng Shui and arranged the "Tianlong Formation" in Luojing City, so that the Emperor of Daqi could use "Taiwan" "A Jian" is the pivot of the formation, mobilizing the fate of the whole country for his own use.
It can be said that the emperor who can control the "Tianlong Formation" is unmatched in the wild world. Because this means that anyone who stands opposite him will have to fight against the majestic destiny of the entire country on his own.
Although Gu Xu has recently captured a large area of territory, which has weakened the national destiny of the Daqi Dynasty to a certain extent, the power of the "Tianlong Formation" is still not something that ordinary eighth-level powerhouses can easily contend with.
“Our ‘Zhoutian Xingdou Formation’ has basically achieved the expected effect. It can cut off the connection between the people in the city and the ‘Tianlong Formation’ and prevent Emperor Tianxing from using the power of the country’s destiny to "It's my own use," Gu Xu said after thinking for a long time, "However, the Zichen Palace is a blind spot in my field of vision, and Emperor Tianxing has used his 'Dao Domain' to cover the area around him
“Perhaps he is planning some unknown trick that will give us a fatal blow in the decisive battle. "
Then he turned his head and looked at Wang Jian next to him: "There are a few details on the array diagram that can be improved..."
After that, he talked endlessly. Wang Jian unconsciously gestured with his new ideas in his hands. Wang Jian took out the formation chart and made modifications on it. He nodded from time to time and carefully recorded Gu Xu's instructions.
In the recent period, Gu Xu has modified the "Zhoutian Xingdou Formation" at least a hundred times. The eldest prince Xiao Shangyuan, who was imprisoned in Zichen Palace, also suffered from this. His cultivation was exhausted time and time again, and he was tortured to the point where life was worse than death.
But even so, Gu Xu still seems to be dissatisfied with the current formation. He took the trouble to think over and over again, seeking every way to enhance the power of the formation and prevent unexpected situations.
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While Gu Xu was studying the "Tianlong Formation" in the sky, Emperor Tianxing was standing quietly in the Qianyang Palace, deep in thought.
The windows in the hall were closed, and it was dark and dark. Only a few candlelights flickered and danced, casting wisps of flickering dim shadows.
Emperor Tianxing's face was completely shrouded in shadow, giving people a majestic and unfathomable feeling.
Cao Tong, the eunuch of Bingbi, stood aside respectfully, always listening carefully, waiting for any instructions from the emperor.
After a long silence, Emperor Tianxing suddenly spoke slowly, his deep and powerful voice echoing in the palace: "Cao Tong, how long have you been serving me?"
Cao Tong He replied respectfully: "Twenty-one years and six months, Your Majesty." "Ziwei has occupied half of the country. In your opinion, will Daqi fall in his hands?"
"I believe that as long as His Majesty is here, Daqi will be there."
"Very good," Emperor Tianxing turned his head and looked at the flickering candlelight in front of him. The light made his stern face look flickering. , "How many people have fled to Luojing recently?"
"About 200,000 people have come," Cao Tong replied, "There are still many people crowding outside the city wall, waiting for the defenders to attack Let it go."
"That's enough," Tian Xingdi said.
The tone of his speech was plain, as if he was not discussing the survival of the country as an emperor who ruled the world, but like an old man in the countryside looking at the withered yellow leaves on the ground and lamenting the arrival of autumn.
Cao Tong didn't know what Emperor Tianxing meant by "enough".
But he firmly believes that in the face of this unprecedented crisis, His Majesty must have clever means to deal with it, and the Daqi Dynasty will stand firm like a rock and last forever.
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Luojing residents spent another seven days in this solemn and tense atmosphere.
On the eighth day, as usual, Yang Jiong, who was the governor of Luojing Prefecture, took his subordinates to the restaurant for dinner after handling the morning official duties at the Yamen.
With his chubby figure, it was very difficult to walk, and the fat all over his body trembled with the steps, which was ridiculous.
However, even so, he still never treats himself unfairly in terms of taste. He will feast on every meal, add several large bowls of rice, and fill the table with delicious food.
Subordinates often secretly speculate that this officer’s belly is so amazing that it can accommodate so much food. Could it be that his stomach is a space magic weapon?
Same as the previous few days, Yang Jiong After eating half full, he discussed Gu Xu with his subordinates.
He first talked about the auditions at the Luoshui Conference, when he and Gu Xu were the "review guests" together. Although Gu Xu was a monk at that time, he was polite to him, a mortal.
It's just that he never expected that Gu Xu's humble and polite appearance would actually hide a wolfish ambition.
The Daqi Dynasty was obviously kind to him, transferring him from a remote town to the prosperous capital city and promoting him to the rank of sixth-grade chief. However, he repaid kindness with hatred and colluded with ghosts to harm the people of Luojing.
Yang Jiong kept talking, making exaggerated gestures with his hands from time to time.
Everyone around him echoed.
After having enough wine and food, Yang Jiong wiped the corners of his mouth, got up and walked out of the crowded restaurant.
As soon as he stepped out, he was stunned - it was obviously noon, but the street was dark, like midnight.
The sun that should have been in the sky at noon was missing. There was no trace of sunlight in the entire sky, as if a dark curtain had been hung.
The most surprising thing is that the bright stars are hovering low in this dark night sky, and they are about to fall, but they are still running on their own planned trajectory step by step.
This unprecedented sight really shocked Yang Jiong. He couldn't help but look around, and saw that the pedestrians on the street had the same astonished expressions on their faces, stopping and looking around in twos and threes, looking helpless.
"What on earth is going on? Is that monster Gu Xu coming in?" Yang Jiong murmured to himself, feeling quite uneasy.
(End of this chapter)