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A woman came down from the carriage waiting quietly at Suzaku Gate, with jet-black phoenix eyebrows soaring to the sky, her slightly squinted eyes looking at the world, wearing only casual clothes and palace clothes but still unparalleled in power, an old eunuch followed behind.

A young man got off from the carriage that drove into Suzaku Gate, with a tall nose, ebony black pupils, pure eyes, and two bright red vertical lines between his slightly wrinkled brows, which seemed to pierce the sky and the earth, followed by a bald man behind.

All the Fourth Army knelt on one knee.

The aunt and nephew met so plainly!

There is no tit-for-tat confrontation as the whole world thinks, and some are just ordinary family greetings.

"Are you back? It's been a hard journey." After looking at the boy for a while, the middle-aged woman spoke first.

"Well, I'm back, and I encountered some twists and turns on the road. Fortunately, I came back alive. Shenjing is the same as I came last time. It hasn't changed much, and so has my aunt."

The last time he came to Shenjing was three years ago, when his master secretly brought him here, and the last time he saw Empress Wu was ten years ago, the day his mother died.

Empress Wu smiled softly. Like Zhao Yu, she also had a pretty smile, and she also had two dimples.

"Your little mouth is really sweet, and I don't know who I learned it from. My brother is not as good at talking as you are, very dull."

"Then I don't know. I have met too many people. It may be the scholar from the south, or the swordsman from the east, or the storyteller on the Guining Plain."

Hearing Zhao Yu's helpless words, Empress Wu was silent for a moment, no other expressions could be seen on the majestic Feng's face.

"Since you're back, take a good rest during this period. This Shenjing will always be your home, and this Great Xia will always be the Great Xia of our Zhao clan."

Zhao Yu nodded, Empress Wu smiled and patted his shoulder. She wanted to touch his head like ten years ago, but found that ten years later, he was already taller than her.

"Remember to go to Lingbo Palace to see grandma. She misses you so much that she even thinks about you before going to bed." After finishing speaking, Empress Wu turned and sat back in the carriage again. The old eunuch drove the carriage into the night of Shenjing City. among.

Zhao Yu smiled on the spot, turned around and walked back to the carriage.

The first meeting between the most distinguished aunt and nephew of the Great Xia Dynasty after ten years ended so plainly. There was neither the smell of gunpowder against the wheat awn, nor was there any excessive intimacy. It was like saying goodbye to an old friend after ten years. Say hello.

Shenjing, Sitian Tower, eighth floor.

The Sitian Tower can be said to be one of the landmark buildings in Shenjing. The tower towers into the sky, and it commands all the monks in Daxia. The most important thing is that the Daxia heavy weapon mountain and sea map shines on the top of Sitian Tower .

As long as the map of mountains and seas exists for a day, then Daxia will be impenetrable and cannot be shaken!

The Sitian Tower has nine floors, suspended in the middle, and each floor goes up in a circular shape. The first floor has the largest flow of people on weekdays. Ordinary supervisors work here, dispatching and deploying various personnel from the Sitianjian Branch of Daxia 36 States, and at the same time sending The bounty hunter issued a reward order. After all, Si Tianjian had limited manpower, and the Great Xia was too vast, so the relatively free profession of bounty hunter was gradually derived.

Bounty hunters take money from the imperial court and do things for the imperial court without being restrained, so they are deeply loved by Daxia monks.

Each floor of the Sitian Tower has its own unique function. The higher you go, the fewer people can enter, and the more mysterious it is. It is said that there are no one in the world who can step above the eighth floor.

The figure of the great master Huang Ting gradually appeared on the eighth floor. The eighth floor was a large hall. There was nothing in the hall, only a bronze coffin was placed in the center alone. A beam of soft light shone from the ninth floor. It just shone on the giant coffin, causing the giant coffin to shine with emerald-like brilliance. That light was the light of the map of mountains and seas.

Huang Ting came to the huge bronze coffin, stretched out his hand and gently stroked the coffin cover, with a lonely expression on his face, and murmured: "Father, Shang'er's child has finally returned to Shenjing, after wandering all his life, he has finally returned home , and grown up, he doesn't look like you at all, he's much prettier than you, and he's also very good, you know, he actually killed a land fairy on the way here, now the bright red avenue of blood between his eyebrows Even I was a little jealous when I saw it!"

The huge bronze coffin under his hand seemed to have sensed it, and began to tremble slightly, traces of green saber energy overflowed from the hall, and the void on the eighth floor was cut into one after another dark space cracks.

The light shining down from the ninth floor didn't feel any warmth, but was bitingly cold. It was the coldest light in the world. Huang Ting's right hand stroking the coffin lid gradually formed a thick layer of hard ice.

Unmoved, Huang Ting pursed his lips to mobilize the vitality of heaven and earth in his body, the blue saber energy shattered the ice, and continued to hold the coffin lid with his hands.

"Take back your right hand. Even if you are the grand master of the Birth and Extinction Realm, you can't bear the aurora of the mountains and seas. If you continue, your right hand will be shattered by ice." The figure of Li Chunfeng, the supervisor of Sitian, appeared Behind Huang Ting, an old voice sounded.

Huang Ting remained unmoved, and the dark blue ice gradually spread over his right hand.

Li Chunfeng sighed helplessly, waved his sleeves forward, and the two of them appeared on the seventh floor of Sitianjian in a blink of an eye.

There is a tea seat on the seventh floor, two teacups, and a teapot. The tea has been poured and is steaming upwards.

The white-haired Si Tianjian was gesturing for Huang Ting to drink tea, and then slowly said: "His Highness has finally arrived in Shenjing safely. You have worked hard these past few years."

"He is my sister's child, what's the hard work."

Huang Ting picked up the teacup and took a sip of the tea. The ice in his right hand gradually subsided. After drinking, he frowned and continued to speak: "This tea is really boring to drink, but it's refreshing to drink. I don't know why you like it. Drinking tea, that kid is too, he has to drink a cup every day."

Li Chunfeng stroked his beard and laughed loudly: "How do you guys who use knives understand the truth that brewing tea is better than wine? It seems that His Highness is also a fellow."

Speaking of this, Li Chunfeng hesitated for a moment, and then continued: "What is your highness thinking?"

Huang Ting shook his head, continued to drink a sip of tea, and said nothing more.

Tea is Enlightenment tea, the spiritual treasure of heaven and earth, and it is hard to find. It is not good to drink, but the body still has to drink it honestly.

Chapter 0048 Grandma and grandson

Under the night, the Lingbo Hall of the White Emperor Palace still exudes a faint light. Recently, the lights of the Lingbo Hall are always on until late at night.

Shenjing is located on the border of western Xinjiang. It is now late August. After Bailu, the temperature begins to drop sharply. August is high in autumn, and the northwest is already full of snow!

Bailu autumn wind night, cold night and night!

In the spacious lobby of Lingbo Hall, there is an exquisite small copper stove. The fine charcoal in the stove is burning vigorously, exuding warmth. On the bed, with his hands crossed in front of his stomach, his eyes are slightly squinted, but there is no sleepiness in his eyes, but he looks a little energetic.

The middle-aged maid who had served the old lady for more than ten years added charcoal to the stove next to her, and then whispered into the old lady's ear: "Your Majesty, it's late at night, let's go to the inner hall to rest, presumably the grandson Your Highness will come to see you tomorrow."

The old lady shook her head.

"I'll wait a little longer. I can't sleep when I'm old anyway. I heard the news that Yu'er has arrived in Shenjing. You go and watch at the door. I'm afraid that the Habayashi guards in front of the temple don't recognize him and stop him outside. "

The middle-aged court lady nodded and stepped back, while the old lady continued to squint and look at the night outside the palace. Gradually, heavy snow began to fall in Shenjing.

A young and tall figure in a cloak came from the snow, led by a young eunuch, and slowly walked towards the Lingbo Hall. The guard at the gate wanted to ask, but was stopped by a middle-aged maid waiting at the gate with a wave , the young figure pushed open the door and stepped into the hall.

There are two temperatures inside and outside the hall. The Baidi Palace takes care of the elderly empress in every possible way. The temperature in Lingbo Hall must also be kept at a very pleasant level. Zhao Yu untied the cloak behind him and handed it to the side Then, she patted the snowflakes in her hair, moved a small bench, and sat beside the old lady.

"Why is grandma staying up so late? You should rest more when you are old." Zhao Yu helped the old lady tidy up the thick silk cotton covering her body, and said.

"Grandma is reluctant to go to sleep because grandma is waiting for you. Grandma is afraid that once she falls asleep, she will never wake up again." The old queen smiled at Zhao Yu, her eyes still full of beauty.

Our Royal Highness was stunned for a moment, and then said softly: "Grandma's birth is so beautiful."

The old queen laughed even more happily. She hadn't smiled like this for a long time, and her whole body was glowing with vitality. She waved to Zhao Yu, motioning him to come closer.

Zhao Yu leaned his face towards the old lady, and the old lady raised her hand to gently caress his young face.

"Grandma is old, she doesn't look good, she can't compare to you young people, Yu'er has really grown up, look at the eyes, eyebrows, nose and mouth, they are so handsome, they are very similar to your grandpa, I don't know how many there will be in the future The girl will never forget you."

This is the second person to say that he looks like His Majesty Taizu.

Then the old queen caressed the bright Tusheng pattern on the center of Zhao Yu's eyebrows with her hand, and her kindness became stronger, and she continued: "It's really hard work for you, you did a good job, grandma is proud of you, and you can win the crown after you reach the crown." Saint Niantu, you have been the only one since the beginning of the world! Who in the whole world is as good as you? Who said that our Zhao clan is weak?"

Speaking of this, the old lady straightened up, coughing violently due to being too excited.

Zhao Yu didn't speak, just patted the back of the old lady lightly with his hand, and after the old lady calmed down, helped her to lie down again, the old queen's hands kept holding Zhao Yu's hands, and her hands were a little bit cold.

"My son, I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse to be born in our family. Before you reach the crown, you should learn your skills and learn to be a man like the little brat outside, instead of carrying so many things on your back. Go to the Taoist Palace, meet some friends, let go of your burdens and live a good life for a few days, and leave the rest to grandma. Don’t worry, grandma is not dead yet. hurt you."

"Yu'er listens to grandma." Zhao Yu nodded, indicating that he knew.

It was late at night, and the hall of Lingbo was quiet for a while. The old lady finally closed her eyes and let out a steady breathing sound. She waited for the person she wanted to wait for, so she slept very peacefully, with a faint smile on her face .

Zhao Yu put on his cloak again, walked out of Lingbo Hall, and plunged into the heavy snow.

The White Emperor Palace is actually also called the White Emperor City, because as the power center of the Great Xia and the residence of the Zhao family, it carries too many functions and its area is astonishingly large. The Zhao family, the master of the Great Xia, only has a few people, so This city within a city is lonely most of the time.

A large area to the east of Baidi City is occupied by a palace. Its name is Xiagong. It used to be the palace of His Royal Highness Zhao Jing, but now it is the temporary residence of Zhao Yu!

In the huge palace, Miss Ruyue was snuggling up to Bai Zhining, nodding her head and dozing off.

After the initial excitement of seeing the gorgeous palace passed, the drowsiness caused by the exhaustion of boats and cars continued to hit. The two girls helped Zhao Yu make the bed, and then they snuggled up to each other by the stove and waited for their young master to come back. Zhao Yu If they didn't come back, as maidservants, they definitely couldn't sleep first.

In this regard, Liang Po's advantages as a burly man were manifested. Right now, he was busy in the dining room, cooking supper, full of energy.

Dazed Ruyue felt her small forehead was lightly patted, subconsciously let out a scream, then covered her head with her small hand, raised her head only to find that her young master was standing in front of her, shoulders, head The ground is covered with snow.

After tidying up, several people sat around the stove and ate the supper that Liang Po had just cooked.

"Where's Sima Annan?" Zhao Yu sighed contentedly after drinking the last sip of chicken soup in the bowl, and then asked.As soon as he came to Shenjing, he rushed to Lingbo Hall non-stop, and only now did he find that Sima Annan, a living treasure, had disappeared.

"As soon as Mr. Sima arrived in Shenjing, he said that he had something to do, and then he separated from us, and Miss Jiansheng also left." Ruyue Xiaoke swallowed, Liang Po said that the food tasted good, Ruyue Even the voice of the answer was a little vague.

"Then don't worry about this guy. This guy has a thick skin and can eat anywhere. In a few days, he will run back by himself."

Hearing what Zhao Yu said, and then remembering Sima Annan's past style, Ruyue couldn't help but giggled, the laughter was crisp and clear, adding a bit of warmth to the cold hall, even Bai Zhining's mouth had a hint of Smile imperceptibly.

After a while, after everyone finished supper, the two girls began to pack up the dishes, Zhao Yu suddenly asked, "I want to ask you guys something."

Both Ruyue and Bai Zhining stopped what they were doing, and looked at Zhao Yu suspiciously.

"I'm going to the Taoist Palace tomorrow to stay for a while, do you want to go to the Taoist Palace to study?" Zhao Yu's voice sounded, and the two girls fell into silence after hearing this.

One is a poor girl who was sold into the Chunfeng Building since she was a child, and the other is a singing girl who was abandoned since she was a child and grew up with her adoptive father. They never thought that one day, someone would ask them if they would like to study in the No. [-] sect of Daxia .

They had never considered these things before, so they seemed a little confused now, and the Great Hall of the Summer Palace suddenly became quiet.

"I want to go!" After a long silence, a girl spoke, it was Bai Zhining.

Bai Zhining's delicate face was full of determination, and he looked into Zhao Yu's eyes.

Zhao Yu nodded, and turned to look at Kisaragi.

Miss Ruyue's small face was wrinkled again, she hesitated for a long time before she said: "Anyway, I'm fine in this hall, since elder sister Bai is gone, then I will go too, when the young master comes back, I will come back to take care of the young master."

"That's it. Let Si Tianjian find a house next to the Taoist Palace tomorrow. Let's move there and live a good life for a while!"

Chapter 0049 How to kill a saint with a virtual environment?

During this period of time, many new faces began to appear in Shenjing, and they were all quite young. With curious and awe-inspiring eyes, they looked at the greatest city in front of them in groups.

Speaking of which, this matter has something to do with Zhao Yu. Zhao Yu's crowning ceremony will be held on the ninth day of September. At that time, teenagers of the same age group will be able to qualify together, and the Dao Wu Dao Competition will be held on the eve of the event!

Daxia has a vast territory, and Shenjing is located in the northwest. If young girls from various states want to arrive in time to participate in the competition, they must set off several months in advance, so people have been arriving in Shenjing in recent stages.

The Dao Martial Arts Competition will officially begin on the first day of September, and the atmosphere in Shenjing seems a little tense.

The Dao Palace disciple who is the head of the top ten first-class forces is naturally gearing up and ready to move!

On the eastern outskirts of Shenjing, the Daoist Palace and the Daoist Academy, the house of the new disciple!

The goose feather snow last night had stopped in the morning, the sun peeked out quietly, and the snow began to melt gradually.

At this time, the sun was already rising, because the big competition was in front, most of the old disciples braved the severe cold to get up early to practice, and this year's new disciples were also waiting for their master to give lectures in the school early, so it seemed like the huge snoring in the disciple's house Even more piercing, it resounded through the world.

Inside the simple hut, two figures are tilting their heads, sleeping soundly, a fat man and a skinny man!

The earth-shattering grunting sound came from the fat man's mouth. With the sound, the whole house shook accordingly. The thin man's sleeping position was also quite interesting, with his hands folded around his chest, and the whole person curled up into a ball, like an abandoned puppy .

As the sun rose, a cloud of sunlight came in through the window of the cottage, and it happened to shine on the thin man's face. He wiped the corner of his mouth, and then opened his eyes. A few seconds later, there was a roar resounding through the sky in the house, followed by the sound of crackling and slapping his belly.

"Fatty get up, you're going to be late again, this time you're really going to be skinned and cramp."

On the empty road in the Dao Palace, there was another fat figure galloping nimbly in the snow. In fact, there were two, because the purple-faced thin man was caught under the fat man's armpit and swayed up and down as he ran. Foaming.

The fast-running fat man suddenly crashed headlong into a small woods beside the road, suddenly dodged to the left, sometimes leaped over the obstacles in front, sometimes lowered his head to avoid the tree branches blocking the road, and ran extremely fast in the seldom-traveled path of the Taoist Palace. Moving forward at a high speed, extremely flexible, I think I am quite familiar with the shortest way to go from the cottage to the school.

Suddenly, the field of vision widened, and the figure of the fat man jumped out of the woods and slid into the gate of the school. Before entering, the voice of the thin man begging for mercy sounded: "Mr. Guaranteed not to be an example, sir, please do not report to the Discipline Academy."

"Well, let's forget it this time, but it will not be an example next time."

The voice coming from the front was not the incomparably old voice of old teacher Xi, but extremely young, which surprised the thin man. He raised his head and found a young boy sitting on the desk with pure eyes and a handsome face. She is beautiful, perhaps because the weather is too cold, she wears a thick warm hat on her head, the brim of the hat is pressed down very low, covering all the parts above the eyebrows, making her look younger.

The fat man and the thin man walked back to their seats, looked around, and found that the other new disciples this year were just like them, looking at the young man on the desk with blank and puzzled expressions.

No matter how many schools of thought contend among the old and new sects of Great Xia, there are some aspects that are common to all. To cultivate, one must first cultivate oneself!

To cultivate one's body, one must first straighten one's heart.

Self-cultivation refers to the morality of being a human being and the understanding of oneself and the Dao!

As the new disciples of Daoist Palace this year, at this stage, they will come to this school every day to listen to the master's explanation of this knowledge. Before, the teacher who taught the class was always an old Taoist priest with white hair, but now for some reason it is an old Taoist priest. A boy who was about the same age as them was sitting on the desk, which made the disciples a little puzzled, and then started whispering underneath.

The little gentleman on the desk saw that the seats below were full, he got up and bowed forward, and spoke quietly, the voice was quiet, but it just reached everyone's ears.

"Because the old gentleman is quite old, he occasionally felt the wind and cold recently and couldn't come because he was unwell, so I will take over the self-cultivation class for a few days. Please give me your advice."

Zhao Yu returned to the familiar desk after two months, but the students underneath had changed from five or six-year-old children to fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys and girls, and the desk in front of him still had those few things on it. , bitter tea, Taoism, and a ruler.

Most of the disciples below also returned the salute, stood up and shouted: "Sir, please enlighten me."

However, there are a few people who are not moved, and still sit on their seats. Those who can enter the Taoist palace must be the arrogance of heaven. Since they are arrogance of heaven, they will naturally have unruly arrogance, and they cannot bear people who are as old as themselves Be your own mr.

Why?

After all the disciples sat down, a young man stood up abruptly. The young man was wearing the light gray Taoist robes of the new disciples of the Taoist Palace, but he still couldn't hide the vigor of his body. He had fair skin and a tall and straight figure, looking directly at Zhao With Yu's eyes, he opened his mouth and said:

"The ancients said that at twenty weak crowns, you can stand at thirty, forty is not confused, and fifty knows the destiny. If you dare to ask this little gentleman, you are not confused at forty, and you are similar to us in age, and you are not at the age of weak crowns. Teach us what?"

Zhao Yu on the desk was silent for a moment, thinking it was very interesting, then he smiled and said, "Then what do you want to know? I will teach you what you want to know."

"A few days ago, Mr. Fu Wen, the crown prince, asked a question, and no one could answer it. If you can answer it, I will respect you as a gentleman."