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"That child is really good luck, thanks to the patriarch's fancy, giving Lei Fa is the luck of my Tianshifu."

Outside the Hou House.

The Taoist Qingxu couldn't help but sigh.

And the Taoist priests behind him heard this and understood that the headmaster was expressing that he would not pursue Lei Fa's leak.

Because, according to the rules of the Tianshifu, this thunder law is a secret that is not allowed to be leaked. It can only be practiced with the permission of the contemporary headmaster, and most of the people who have obtained permission are surnamed Zhang.

But there are always exceptions.

How can the contemporary Celestial Master be compared to the ancestor Celestial Master!

Before seeing off the guests, Lu Li specifically talked about Daotong Han Yu and explained the matter of Lei Fa, because he didn't want to see those **** down the stove and the same family suppressing things.

The Taoist Qingxu was neither stupid nor pedantic. He immediately stated that he would focus on cultivating Han Yu and promoting him. After all, there were only a few people who could get the Dharma taught by the ancestor Tianshi in person.

Of course, the title of Heavenly Master was only passed down to the Zhang family. Even with Lu Li's support behind him, Daotong Han Yu couldn't take this position.

"This kid has been busy for so long."

In the front hall, Lu Li took a sip of herbal tea and murmured, "All credit and hard work, Quan should give him a surprise."

In any case, Daotong Hanyu was the first person to follow him. According to his nature, he must be more careful.

If it wasn't for this little guy's high spirits and a chance to become an immortal by virtue of his own cultivation, Lu Li would have arranged for him to be a **** of the underworld in advance.

"Brother, is there any surprise for me?"

Hearing Lu Li's whispers, Zhiqiu Yiye said expectantly.

It is exactly the same as the image in the film and television drama, clever and eccentric, familiar, good and evil, living a simple and pure life, and can't hide his thoughts.

Thinking of this, Lu Li replied with a smile:

"Yes, do you want to be the emperor of the city? I just have a shortage of people here."

"what?"

Zhiqiu Yiye showed a hesitant look on her face, "My dream is to conquer the world and do things for the heavens. Isn't this city emperor made for ghosts? If I die, how will I be in the world?"

"Haha, who said that the city emperor can only be done by dead people. It is enough to refine the divine seal and separate a ray of soul."

Suddenly a voice sounded outside the hall.

Looking at the sound, a tall **** walked in. She was wearing a dragon robe, and she followed the two messengers with a cow head and a horse face.

"This is how this king was born."

King Ming Ling's clone nodded to Lu Li.

Her presence is extraordinarily strange.

Although he is connected with Lu Li, he shares memories, and his appearance is almost the same, he cannot be regarded as Lu Li.

If I had to describe it, it was probably Lu Li after deification, attached to the subject and obeyed the subject, but she also had her own mind.

That is to maintain the order of the underworld, let the ghosts go to the place of reincarnation as soon as possible, do not interfere with the world, and hope that humanity will flourish.

"Nowadays, everything is waiting to be rebuilt. Apart from this king, the Jinling City Emperor, only the Jinhua Palace City Emperor has returned to the throne. Knowing Qiu Yiye, would you like to temporarily take up the post of military judge under this king?"

"If there is merit, I will send it to the prefecture and become a second-grade inspector of the Emperor Wei Ling of the Simin City."

The clone robbed the deity.

Lu Chen suddenly felt grotesque.

However, it's not as exaggerated as he thought, it's just a ray of soul separation, it's nothing.

What's more, Zhiqiu Yiye's character is indeed worthy of a god.

If it develops according to the original trajectory, Zuo Qianhu will sacrifice himself to atone for his sins in the battle with the evil king Pudu Cihang, Zhiqiu Yiye will be swallowed by a centipede in the battle, and Yan Chixia will save her Knowing Qiuyiye, he took the initiative to enter the belly of the centipede.

In the end, the two used Yuanshen out of body to control Xuanyuan sword to completely overthrow Pudu Cihang, but Yan Chixia's mana was so powerful that Yuanshen returned to her body safely. He was not familiar with the curse, so he couldn't return successfully, and he ended up in a state of disintegration.

The ending is truly depressing.

"Clone technique? Does it not affect the deity's walking in the rivers and lakes?!" Zhiqiu Yiye's face was full of excitement, for fear that King Mingling would regret it, he hurriedly said: "Yes, yes."

"Okay, follow me to the Chenghuang Temple in a while. The seal of the military judge and the temple dedicated to the judge have been repaired."

Without waiting for King Ming Ling's clone to speak again, Lu Li, who knew her intentions, immediately said, "Little Junior Brother is practicing Confucianism in the back house, you should take him with you."

The ox head and horse face return to their place.

Over 1,000 ghosts were ruled.

The heads of the divisions are also sporadically recruited.

Nowadays, the civil and military judges are the left and right hand, and it is really not to blame the Mingling King to go off the field to hunt for people.

"it is good."

King Mingling nodded, and walked towards the back house with the bull-headed horse.

And after Zhiqiu Yiye, the ghost horse Taoist priest, left, the front hall instantly became quiet.

Looking at the other son who was wearing a dragon robe and had an extraordinary bearing, Lu Xu was filled with emotion, and instantly felt that two days were enough time to complete the preparations.

"It won't be long before the ancestral spiritual seat can be moved into the palace grounds and accepted."

After murmuring, Lu Xu who was sitting on the chair stood up, patted Lu Li on the shoulder, and said, "Dad wants to go out to help you build momentum, this is the only thing that can be done for you."

The ancients said, "Fountains honor the chancellor, honor the ancestors and honor the ancestors."

But where can these be compared to being an emperor?

It's just that Dad's words made Lu Li think of some sidelines.

His Lu family ancestor was invited into the ancestral temple, what should the Zhu family ancestor do?

The next generations are irrelevant.

Zhu Yuanzhang, Zhu Di, and Zhu Zhanji are all wise kings of the generation, and it would be a bit inhumane to destroy their spiritual positions.

"Forget it, imitate the old things of the Zhou and Song Dynasty."

"Well... we're not the kind of ambitious Zhao Kuangyin who bullies orphans and widows."

In fact, Lu Li didn't feel much guilt about his replacement of the Ming Dynasty.

The cronies of the monstrous king, who managed the world like this, did not go to the capital to kill the emperor in public and the common people were angry. It was all because of the face of his ancestors, and he was extraordinarily generous.

The old events of the Zhou, Song, and Chan dynasties specifically refer to the fact that after Zhao Kuangyin and Chen Qiao's mutiny, he knew that he was wrong and left three wills on a stone tablet before his death.

One of them is that if the descendants of the Chai clan are guilty, they should not be punished.

The emperors of the Song Dynasty also basically abide by this legacy, allowing the Chai family to achieve a break with the country, and it was not until the demise of the Southern Song Dynasty that the title was completely lost.

According to this method, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty was downgraded to the Duke of Guo, and he was raised as a rice worm, and then he was asked to pick up his ancestors from the palace, and sacrificed according to the specifications of the Duke during the festivals.

Of course, the descendants of the Zhu family can also regularly sacrifice and sweep the imperial tombs of the emperor of the Ming Dynasty.

Frankly speaking, Lu Li felt that no one was more generous than himself on this issue.

The cunning rabbit dies, the lackey cooks, and the birds do their best to hide their bows.

Back then, when Hu Weiyong and Zhu Yuanzhang crossed the river and demolished bridges, the heroes who followed him to conquer the world were either beheaded or exiled.

Unfortunately, the first generation of Henan Hou Luju was among them, and was killed by the eucalyptus.

When the marquis was named that year, Zhu Yuanzhang personally said: Lu Ju did not take a wait-and-see attitude and took the initiative to join when the situation in the world was unclear, so he could be named a marquis.

In other words.

Before you made a fortune, my ancestors were willing to put their heads on their waists and put their lives on the bets. Now that they have finally succeeded, they are rich and noble, and they will not rebel against their brains. In the end, you repaid this way...

If it weren't for the descendants of the emperors who knew their debts and searched for the descendants of heroes who were hidden in the people, UU reading www. uukanshu.com restores the ancestral title, maybe after my father has the ability, he can't say he still wants to avenge the ancestral, pull the culprit out of the imperial tomb and have a good chat.

Thinking of this, Lu Li couldn't help feeling that the world was impermanent. The descendants of the heroes who were wrongly killed by Zhu Yuanzhang now usurped the dynasty he established.

"Cause and effect cycle, retribution is unhappy."

"The past, let it pass, why pursue it."

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Pu Jie himself admired Emperor Hongwu very much, but as the protagonist in the pen, as a descendant of the Lu family, it would be a lie if he ignored the unjust killing of his ancestors... Of course, the latter will definitely not touch the Emperor Hongwu, so I will mention it in this chapter.

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