This was the first time in many years that Emperor Dingyuan stated his true purpose.

Modo shook his head slightly.

Although there have been speculations before, but to tell it from the mouth of Emperor Dingyuan himself is another matter.

Blood transplantation means forcibly inoculating all people with real blood through inoculation.

Because the inoculated real blood is extremely mellow and has undergone special screening and extensive experiments, there will not be any major problems.

Therefore, this method is hailed as the fundamental solution to the stubborn diseases of Da Yue in the future.

But this so-called fundamental formula, the right to choose the true blood type for blood transplantation, is in the hands of the royal family.

The little bit of blood that can be transplanted can at most give the people a foundation for practicing martial arts.

But with true blood, bloodline is the mainstay. Even if all the people can practice martial arts, what can be done with the thin and inferior bloodline?

It is nothing more than an illusion to deceive the people. It only increases the huge food burden.

"What if I can find other true blood with extremely weak rejection reaction in my hands?" Emperor Dingyuan said word by word at this time.

Boom!

Thunder was rolling outside, and the ground suddenly shook.

The strong wind poured in from the doors and windows of the hall, blowing the clothes of the two people and constantly fluttering.

Modo's eyes flashed with concentration.

If there are both upper, middle and lower blood vessels.

This is to completely control the ascending channel of true blood.

With true blood as a reward, it lays the foundation for the circulation of the Otsuki class.

It not only prevents sharp conflicts among the people of the world, but also controls the top bloodline and only circulates it in the hands of one's own people.

He had heard that Emperor Dingyuan had spent all these years absorbing the bloodlines of both superiors, even breaking the limit level bloodlines, and then using fusion techniques to create the most high-quality bloodlines among the royal family.

It seems that Emperor Dingyuan started to make plans a few years ago.

Among the bloodlines, there is also restraint.

As long as those powerful bloodlines that are only restrained by the royal family are released one by one as rewards, the hopeless resentment of the people can be greatly reduced.

It can also lay the foundation for Otsuki's huge national power in the future.

"How? Can you help me!?" Emperor Dingyuan said frankly.

"The sea embraces hundreds of rivers and gathers sand to form a tower. If this happens, the big moon will set the foundation for eternity!"

For the great cause of the future, he was able to suppress his wet nurse's hatred of genocide and open his mind.

Modo was speechless.

If it really comes to pass, it will be able to continue the national destiny for Dayue for many years. But by then, what will happen to Buddhism? What will he do?

Modo's face showed neither sadness nor joy.

This matter can indeed be of great use to Dayue, and it can also be useful to Buddhism, but what does it have to do with him?

"I have nothing to do with what Your Majesty has done. The poor monk has also abdicated and is not interested in worldly affairs."

Modo finally said a sentence slowly, lowered his head and said nothing, turned around and left slowly.

Emperor Dingyuan did not say anything to persuade him to stay, but quietly watched the other party leave.

On today's trip, his goal has been achieved.

The biggest obstacle to the implementation of the blood transplantation method is Buddhism. Because this method is in the hands of the royal family, once it is implemented, the royal family's power will increase significantly.

Once the lower, middle and upper third-level blood-vegetative bloodlines become powerful, the potential of the people will explode. It will not take many years to greatly reduce the power of the Hundred Buddhas of Buddhism.

Lord Buddha is strong and can defeat five Bodhisattvas, but what about ten? What about twenty?

As for the Grandmaster, how can it be easy for Emperor Dingyuan to painstakingly create and collect top true blood?

As for food, he already had a solution.

What the Oyue Royal Family lacks is just time.

Times are changing, technology is developing, and the foundation of Buddhism comes from the vast number of people who believe in Buddhism. If this area is dug up now,

Fortunately, Modo has made it clear that he will not interfere, so everything will be much easier to handle.

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In another part of the royal capital, there is a small gray building with a signboard bearing Yue Lu's name, which looks like an ordinary teahouse.

Xiao Fuyue was wearing a white robe with jade cicada and cloud patterns, standing with her hands behind her hands on the second floor of the small building.

This is the day of the monthly work report.

It's time for the four generals of the Seven Moon Kings to come back and report on their duties after taking a vacation.

However, there were originally supposed to be four people, but at this moment, there were only three people half-kneeling in front of him.

Yue Lu respects the order of the emperor and is not subject to the jurisdiction and restrictions of any other department. Not only is he responsible for inspecting all officials, but he is also responsible for inspecting real animals and forbidden martial arts.

It is precisely because Yuelong has great powers and responsibilities that the internal jurisdiction is more stringent.

Xiao Fuyue is over three hundred years old, but he still looks like a middle-aged man who is less than forty.

At this time, he was frowning at the three generals kneeling in front of him.

The Seven Lords and Generals, seven people in total, have always been his right-hand men.

There are four people taking leave this time, and three of them have already arrived. Only Ji Wufei, who was recently promoted, has not arrived yet.

"Where is Ji Wufei?" Xiao Fuyue asked in a deep voice.

The other three who are on vacation at this time are all masters of the Golden Body Realm. In the entire Dayue, they can also be regarded as the strongest below the Grandmaster.

But even such a master was trembling in front of Xiao Fuyue, his body was tense and nervous.

"Ji Wufei's family has responded to the message. Their master has not been seen recently. There are no people in the places he often goes to. There is no news yet." Zhan Qing, who is also one of the Seven Lords, answered in a deep voice.

He is considered to be one of the Seven Lords with a relatively calm personality.

He was also a life-and-death friend who had a good relationship with Ji Wufei. So before coming, he went to check.

"My subordinates originally thought that A Fei was going to play with some cherry birds he had hired again, but he sent someone to look for them, but there was no trace of them.

I thought I would always be able to meet people when the time comes, and Ah Fei never delays important matters, but "Zhan Qing didn't say anything."

Xiao Fuyue naturally understood what he meant.

"Where was the last place Ji Wufei appeared in front of others?"

"In his hometown, Baixiang City, Xizhou."

"Who is in charge over there in White Elephant City?"

"He is a subordinate." Beside Zhan Qing, a burly man with long red hair replied in a low voice.

This person is Gongsun He, one of the Seven Lords and Generals.

"The White Elephant City in Xizhou has always been a stronghold of the military, and we don't have many informants. My subordinates immediately sent a message to find out A Fei's whereabouts."

Gongsun He acted in a business-like manner towards everyone, never formed cliques in private, and kept a clear distinction between public and private matters, so he was most valued by Xiao Fuyue.

"As soon as possible. Ji Wufei, that kid." Xiao Fuyue snorted coldly, said no more, and started asking about the major events within Buddhism and the border situation.

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Swish!

In the subtle sound of breaking through the air.

Inside the Marshal's Mansion.

Under the sun, Wei He alternately punched and kicked, moving around in the field, his movements were light and dexterous, without any heaviness or sluggishness.

Princess Hanquan on the side looked at her with confusion and confusion.

After seeing this set of small grappling skills taught by Li Rongcai a few times, Wang Xuan was already able to achieve a 70-80% performance.

This kind of ability and talent was something I had only heard about before, but now that I saw it in person, I was even more shocked.

Although Wei He is only quick at understanding moves, he still knows nothing about the realm of martial arts.

But the almost incomprehensible postures and movements are as flawless as a machine. When practicing, there is an inexplicable sense of coordination and beauty.

After practicing a set of grappling skills, Princess Hanquan clapped her hands quickly.

Not only her, but also Li Chengji, Long Wufu, and Xue Huo on the side, all clapped their hands with complicated expressions.
To be continued...