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"Po'er, this trip is going to the snowfield, and I will give you and Radiant Dire some good things, so that your hero can save the beauty and be more chic."

"Your Majesty, it is not necessary."

Liang Po's response didn't have much emotional ups and downs. It is true that although he loves cooking wholeheartedly, he also has an incomparably powerful view of his own strength. With the existence of the sky-high cultivation, most of the members of the Radiant Army and Night Dire Division, like Zhao Yu, are stuck on the birth and death of the palm edge, which cannot be broken through with the book of knowledge.

Once Zhao Yu formally enters the Great Master Realm, the rest of the people will also break through this obstacle one after another, ushering in a huge and incomparable leap in strength. At that time, the Radiant Army and the Night Dire Division, all of whom are in charge of the Birth and Death Realm, will undoubtedly sweep the entire world. The vast land of China is invincible.

"I need an opportunity, I need a battle, but you know, in this world, there are too few people in this world who can let go of me and have a hearty fight."

Zhao Yu rang in the voice of the carriage, with a little melancholy. As the Lord of Great Xia, he was under heavy guards all the time, so he wanted a hearty and unscrupulous battle. It's not easy.

"All the people of Great Xia know that His Majesty's safety is more important than anything else to the dynasty, and I will be the strongest barrier in front of His Majesty!"

In Liang Pomagnetic's voice, there was a determination to risk his life for this, and he made a living by doing it.

The carriage carrying the most honorable emperor of Daxia continued to move forward quietly, Zhao Yu closed his eyes and took a nap, and at such a late night, the people in the entire 36 states of Daxia were still awake, not only Zhao Yu and Liang Po in the carriage .

In Gwangju Metropolitan City, the top of Wanjian Mountain soars into the sky. Compared with the time when the sword energy was raging before March, the Jianjian Lake at this time is calm and quiet.

The wide lake is like a bright mirror, reflecting the huge full moon in the sky. From the eyes of the people by the lake, the two moons are in the same sky, which is extremely shocking.

By the Lake of Buried Sword, a young girl named Jiansheng in a white monk uniform stood quietly between two moons, her fair face was covered with a layer of crystal clear light, like an extremely sharp sword. The sword, the infinite edge released outward.

After returning to Wanjian Mountain from Baidi Palace, Jiansheng dealt with the affairs of the sect in Wanjianzong during the day, and at night, he came to the lake where Jianjian was buried to comprehend the pure way.

"Only the purest sword can understand the direction it is going to stab!"

A soft voice came from Jiansheng's mouth, and then she stretched out her right hand, and lightly grasped it, the Lingluo sword that had been fully materialized gradually gathered, and the light of stars fluttered in the void like fireflies.

Jian Sheng thrust out the silk sword in his hand towards the front lightly, and with the next breath, a long sea of ​​stars instantly spanned the surface of Buried Sword Lake, and at the same time, every star in this psychedelic brilliance, They all carry extremely powerful sharp sword energy. Once they erupt, the storm sword energy tornado formed is enough to tear the entire space around them.

But the girl by the lake still frowned slightly, as if she was dissatisfied with the sword she stabbed, then she lifted it up again, and continued to stab, the hand holding the Lingluo sword was as stable as ever, with an ear-piercing whistling. Then there was a sound.

The whole night, until the sky turned white, and the hot orange sun almost broke through the clouds from the east, the girls by the sword-buying lake were all practicing their swords.

Between stabbing and harvesting, we are meticulous.

Under the tens of thousands of stabs by the Lingluo Sword, the light of the stars covered half of the sky. Finally, the girl retracted the first-grade Dao Sword, slightly calming her surging blood, and the cold and doubtful voice continued to spread out :

"What is purity? Does it mean that when you stab the sword in your hand, you have nothing to fear?"

Under the rising sun, the entire Burial Sword Lake was extremely quiet, so the doubtful voice of Jiansheng talking to himself continued to linger back and forth. Suddenly, the whole body of the girl with beads of sweat on her forehead trembled slightly, and she lifted up suddenly. She turned her head, because a familiar and thick voice sounded in her ear:

"Son, when you stab the sword in your hand, you have no fear, your heart is pure, but this is not enough. We sword cultivators use our body as a sword, not just when we stab the sword, but also when we say and do They all point directly to the heart, and fearlessness is the real purity.

"Because my wait is the sword, and the sword is me!"

After finishing speaking, the entire Jianjian Lake, which had been quiet for three months, began to have waves from the center of the lake for the first time, but this first wave of waves was earth-shattering and shook the sky.

After a few breaths, countless lake water rushed straight up towards the sky with the huge blue sword energy, and the ear-piercing sound of swords resounded all over the field, and a huge sword lotus rose slowly from the bottom of the lake, and the infinite green energy swept across The sky, in the blink of an eye, covered the entire vast city below the mountain.

Qingqi is three hundred miles away, and the infinite sword resounds in the sky!

Gwangju Metropolitan City was awakened in an instant.

Chapter 0728 Battle Post

As we all know, Guangzhou, located in the middle of the vast land of Shenzhou, is the birthplace of the human race, and it is the most densely populated state in Daxia. On par.

But apart from the very old people of the older generation, few people know that the imperial capital of the former Ying family was in Gwangju.

Since ancient times, Gwangju has been the place where dragons prosper and phoenixes live, and the root of human luck. It has a rich history and is extremely important.

If it is said that Shenjing City was not built for a long time, and it was considered comprehensively when planning, so the streets, alleys, and residential markets are only organized and well-arranged, then the urban layout of Gwangju Metropolitan City is densely packed from a bird's-eye view. In one place, it seems a bit crowded.

The history of the Metropolitan City is too old, and even the inconspicuous bricks and tiles in the corners of the city may be old objects that existed several dynasties ago, engraved with incomparably long years, and witnessed the dynasties. Change, historical change.

In the wide area city, it was still dark, and among the official posts in the city specially designed to entertain visiting officials, lights were lit up, brightly lit, and there were constant carriages coming from the streets in all directions along with the night.

The people who came out of the stagecoach stopped at the stagecoach were all from the Metropolitan City, and even the whole of Gwangju had prominent figures, including the prefect of Gwangju and the commander-in-chief of the Gwangju garrison, all wearing very formal official uniforms, walking through the layers The sergeant's guard came to wait in the lobby of the station.

In a residence on the second floor of the inn, a young scholar, after putting on his official uniform, slowly came to the window, stood with his hands behind his back, and looked down at the continuously driving carriages and densely burning torches , The gentle face is calm and unwavering.

After the beginning of spring, the climate in Gwangju is pleasant, neither hot nor cold. Even at dawn before the sun rises, the wind blowing from afar carries a comfortable atmosphere. Afterwards, the young man by the window opened his mouth softly. road:

"I'm used to staying in Shenjing City, but I feel hot when I arrive in Gwangju. If this continues, won't it be difficult to go back to Fuzhou in the south?"

There was only the young scholar in the room, so no one answered his question, and then he sighed faintly, and the voice of talking to himself came out of his mouth again:

"It would be great if the lady was by my side, and I could have someone to talk to, but His Majesty promised to take a short vacation for a while, but after the settlement of this one in the wide area city, I have to go north to Tianmenguan, that is the real truth. The journey is difficult, and the time it takes is incalculable!"

Just as the young man Yuan Bai was sighing, there was a knock on the door behind him, and then a middle-aged man's voice came from outside the door:

"Master Sicheng, the adults from Guangzhou and Guangyu City are already waiting in the lobby of the post station. Because the area of ​​Guangyu City is quite large, if you want to rush to the site of Guangyu City on the outskirts of the city to place the artifact before the auspicious time, you must Set off."

Hearing this, Yuan Bai straightened his official uniform, turned around and opened the door, and stepped out of the station.

After half a stick of incense, the sky had already started to turn pale, but the sun had not yet risen, so the entire Metropolitan City was still in a hazy state of half-asleep and half-awake, and only a few lights on both sides of the avenue in the city were lit.

But above the avenue, there were crowds of people. The elite Benlei army stationed outside the city, under the leadership of a middle-aged general, advanced steadily in a guard formation. At the same time, Si Tianjian of the Wide Area City had already controlled Gao Point, closely monitor all the troubles in the vicinity.

The defensive stone statue tower is now a first-class fetish in Daxia, and it has an epoch-making teleportation function. This is well known to passers-by. But the officials in Gwangju did not dare to take it lightly, and even mobilized layers of guards from the garrison.

Daxia Teleportation Secretary Cheng Yuanbai, and a group of Gwangju officials around him did not ride in a carriage, but rode directly towards the outskirts of the city.

Yuan Bai and the prefect of Guangzhou rode in the front, with the two on their sides, half a body behind was the commander-in-chief of the Ben Lei Army, and behind them were the other officials who were watching together.

The governor of Gwangju is surnamed Qiu, with a single name of Shan. Mo is about 60 years old. His cheeks are a little thin, and his body under the entire prefect robe is also a little thin, but his eyes are shining brightly, as if they have the power to see through people's hearts.

Qiu Shan has been in charge of Gwangju for nearly five years, but his behavior is not as kind as his name. Instead, he is a decisive leader. Gwangju has a large population and is the birthplace of kendo. There are many sects, but There are also big sects such as Wanjianzong entrenched outside the Guangyu City, and some sect monks naturally have a sense of superiority that despises everything invisibly.

After Qiu Shan took office, he led his troops to uproot the three sects by means of thunder, and then these inexplicable sense of superiority disappeared without a trace under the iron-blooded wrist of the eunuch.

In order to establish the official uniform and the authority of the imperial court, Qiu Shan made troubles for those sects. There are more monks in the prison in Gwangju than in the other 35 states. Name, call it Qiu E.

There was a gentle breeze blowing from the front, blowing up the official uniforms of the two Great Xia officials at the front, and then the governor of Guangzhou, Qiu Shan, turned his head and looked at Yuan Bai, who had an extremely young face, but who was calm all the way. A strange color flashed in his eyes, and he said softly:

"Your Majesty Yuan is young, but he can be ranked in the important position of Sicheng, the transmission department of the Great Xia. He is really young and promising. Qiu Shan would also like to thank Lord Yuan for his good words for Guangzhou and Guangyu City in front of His Majesty. Let me wait The people of Gwangju can enjoy the convenience of teleportation so quickly."

After Qiu Shan finished speaking, he raised his hand to salute Yuan Bai, and then Yuan Bai shook his head and responded:

"Qiu Taishou is very serious. It is His Majesty's own consideration that today's stone pagoda can be erected in the Guangzhou area. On the other hand, Master Qiu is well-governed. The entire Guangyu City has a strong population and rapid development. Even if Yuan If it is not in its position, this stone statue tower will not be able to escape."

Yuan Bai's steady voice fell, and the Guangzhou prefect riding side by side let out a heroic laugh, and then continued to speak:

"With the stone statue tower, I, Guangzhou, can finally be seen by the people of Daxia with such a profound heritage. Happy, happy!"

As Qiu Shan sighed, at the end of the wide street, the scorching sun just peeked out from the east, and the light poured down.

But in the next instant, the complexion of the entire Ben Lei Army, together with the monk Si Tianjian, changed drastically, because with the rising of the scorching sun, there was the billowing green energy from the west that filled half of the sky in an instant, and the deafening, wave after wave. Bo's berserk sword cry came from the top of Wanjian Mountain.

All the people in the entire Guangyu City were awakened by the shock, and they ran out of the door and looked up to watch.

Under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, three hundred miles of green energy covers the sky and the sun, and under the sword energy, a green lotus rises slowly and floats in the air with a radius of hundreds of miles, clearly visible.

A moment later, a sharp, steady voice came down from the sky and reached everyone's ears:

"Murong and Bucai, specially send a battle invitation to the Lord of Great Xia, Fuyao Great Emperor, to be buried in Jianhu in Wanjian Mountain, Wanjian City. After seven days, if you win, you will become a saint, and if you lose, you will die!"

The thick voice resounded back and forth in the streets and alleys of the Metropolitan City, causing everyone in the city to be shocked, and then there was a loud noise, which directly detonated the explosion.

Qiu Shan, the prefect of Guangzhou, felt a chill rushing up from top to bottom, and immediately got off his horse, fixed his eyes on the huge sword lotus in the western sky, and let out a roar:

"Muronghe, Your Majesty has spared your life, and now you dare to fight your Majesty to the death, damn it, damn it!"

Chapter 0729 can not be recovered

At dawn, a gust of wind blew up in the city of Shenjing. If someone carefully considered the direction of this wind, they would find that it was not the usual north wind, but from the southeast.

Shenjing City is located in Youzhou in the northwest of Daxia, and the southeast of Youzhou is the origin of the human race, Guangzhou!

White Emperor Palace, Huangji Hall.

Today's morning court is coming to an end. This morning, the young Lord of Great Xia focused on the two sacred orders issued before the New Year's Eve.

The Ministry of Households hoards cold-proof equipment, and the Ministry of Industry researches and develops snowfield environmental equipment.

As soon as this news came out, the civil and military officials in the Emperor's Hall couldn't help but tremble, because Zhao Yu's will to express behind his back was extremely clear, and the time for Da Xia to attack the Extreme North Snow Field might be much earlier than the previously estimated July and August. few.

Since Zhao Yu ascended the throne, he has acted in a steady and progressive manner, which often exceeded the expectations of all officials. Therefore, the officials in the palace, who have been familiar with it, wrote down the thoughts of the young emperor and compared them with the progress of things under their jurisdiction. Is there any delay, and at the same time secretly thinking about the plan I made before, I am afraid that I will disturb the premise.

Just as the cultural relic officials were thinking secretly, the first ray of Cheng Xi from the east just pierced the darkness and shone down. The orange light shone on the solemn black and golden gate of the Huangji Palace, and then the bell tower of the Meridian Gate of the White Emperor Palace Inside, a heroic-looking guard of the imperial city looked up at the light above the sky, and let out a roar:

"When the sun rises, the bell rings, and everything comes back to life!"

After the roar, inside the bell tower, a group of imperial guards pushed the extremely thick firing pin forward at the same time, and then slammed it hard on the Baidi bell, and a thick and vigorous bell sounded immediately. As the center, spread to the entire Shenjing City.

"Boom!"

The simple and desolate bell sounded clearly into the Huangji Hall, and then the old eunuch standing below Zhao Yu scanned the circle with his vicissitudes of eyes, and opened his mouth to let out a unique cry:

"The morning bell rings, all officials have something to report, ignore the class and retreat!"

The old eunuch's voice fell, and Zhao Yu, who was sitting on the throne, stared at the Huangji Hall below with his black eyes.

In Zhao Yu's line of sight, the civil and military officials were raising their hands and gently patting his sleeves. After tidying up his clothes, he was about to kneel down and bid farewell. But at this moment, everything around the young emperor seemed to disappear, and then a wave of dark The murderous intent enveloped the whole body.

This murderous intent fell straight down from the nine heavens, without substance or object, but in Zhao Yu's induction, a sword fell from the sky above the entire Huangji Hall, carrying infinite green energy, stirring up the whole area. The wind and cloud in the sky.

Under the astonishing eyes of all the officials, Zhao Yu stood up directly on the throne, and the boundless and infinite imperial power swept in all directions in an instant. Mountains, even the air stopped flowing.

"How brave!"

Accompanied by the sound of Emperor Huanghuang, the cultural relics and officials in the palace were directly subdued, and at the same time, in Zhao Yu's body, under the stimulation of the murderous intent in the sky, the militant blood belonging to the Zhao clan burst out in an instant, The young emperor's tendons transformed by the sage's law then exploded violently outwards, and the vast power, which was already intense to the extreme, was raised to a higher level.

The entire Huangji Hall was being ruthlessly swept by a storm, and then all the officials kneeling on the ground shouted at the same time:

"Your Majesty, please calm down!"

Before the uniform voices of all cultural relics officials fell, the gate of Huangji Hall was directly pushed open by one person, and then an official in the robe of Sitianjian ran forward all the way, then knelt in front of Zhao Yu, opened his mouth Let out a roar:

"Your Majesty, there is an emergency in Guangzhou Metropolitan City. Murong, the suzerain of Wanjiange Pavilion, covered three hundred miles in the form of a green lotus, and set up a battle card to His Majesty at the Jianjian Lake. After seven days, if you win, you will become holy, and if you lose, you will be divine." They are all destroyed, and the whole city can clearly hear it."

As soon as this remark came out, the entire Huangji Hall instantly went into an uproar, and then burst into rage.

On the high platform, the dark golden emperor's robe fluttered, and under the sky-reaching crown, the unparalleled Zhao Yu, his expression unchanged, took a step forward, and the entire White Emperor Palace seemed to be shaken violently. And the eyes of the four-winged black bird lit up at the same time.

"So this is your choice and my opportunity!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Yu put away all the aura on his body, gently waved the big sleeves of the emperor's robe forward, turned around and walked away, only the still steady voice lingered in the entire Huangji Hall:

"Back to the court, tell Yuan Bai that the plan to install the stone pagoda remains unchanged. From now on, Pengri, who is stationed in Gyeonggi Prefecture, Shenwei, Youyi Army and Benlei Army will block the entire Wanjian Mountain, and they are not allowed to enter or leave. , I will retreat on the Phoenix Terrace for seven days, during this period of time the political affairs will be handled by the cabinet."

When the officials heard this, the horror on their faces was stronger than before, and they kowtowed forward without hesitation, and the voice of shouting resounded through the entire Huangji Hall:

"Your Majesty is the Lord of Great Xia, please think twice!"

"My Zhao family came to the world on horseback. It has always been a glory forged with blood. Once I retreat, it will be the entire Great Xia who retreats. How can I expand the territory and create an eternal foundation!"

Surrounded by the incomparably stable Emperor's voice, Zhao Yu's not burly back gradually disappeared from the sight of civil and military officials.

At the same time, the morning sleepiness in the entire Gwangju Metropolitan City has already been completely shattered by Murong and that battle post. All the people know that within half a day, the entire Metropolitan City will become a super storm in the Great Xia Dynasty center of.

On the top of Wanjian Mountain where Murong He was buried in Jian Lake, after Murong He's voice resounded across the sky, the girl in white by the lake opened her eyes wide open, unable to recover from her horror for a long time, after a long time, Jian Sheng knelt down slowly, facing the lake. The huge green lotus that was budding in the void and bursting with infinite green energy kowtowed heavily, and then used all its strength to speak out:

"Master, I beg you, please think twice!"

On the Burial Sword Lake, the girl's voice rang out, but there was no response, only the endless cyan sword energy, wrapped in sharp edge raging in the air, and then Jiansheng kowtowed to Qinglian again, and continued to speak:

"Master, I implore you, take back the post you made earlier."

Afterwards, Murong He still couldn't get a response, the girl tightly pressed her lips together, firmly grasped her hands on the ground, and slowly kowtowed for the third time, the same words continued to resound throughout the lake.

The girl's pleading voice lingered in the sky, and there was room for her to kneel down, unwilling to get up.

I don't know how long it took before the green lotus in the sky reacted, it bloomed slightly, and at the same time Murong He's voice came down:

"Son, this is a battle post for the teacher and the entire kendo luck, and it can't be taken back."

Chapter 0730

The sun rises from the east, and its light shines down on the whole world. The buried sword lake on the top of Wanjian Mountain in Guangzhou is completely surrounded by green air, and even the sunlight is difficult to penetrate.

While the green energy was surging, Murong He's response fell, the girl Jiansheng stood upright from the ground, looked up at the green lotus above her head, and in the center of this green lotus, she seemed to see a man sitting cross-legged , but in the blink of an eye, it turned into a sword again, a blue sword.

Then Jiansheng bit his lips, and a faint voice of inquiry came out:

"Master, this disciple doesn't understand."

The voice of doubt fell, and Jian Sheng's eyes flashed full of seriousness, and then he continued to speak:

"You have always warned me that the purity is to be loyal to one's own heart, and to be fearless when you strike the sword, but what you are doing at this time makes me puzzled.