Lenggong signed in for 80 years, I am invincible in the world

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On the second day, Lin Jiufeng had thoroughly integrated the Heavenly Demon Dahua last night, and wanted to check the information early this morning.

the reason is simple.

The white cat came to stare at Lin Jiufeng again before dawn in the morning.

Standing on the yard, staring straight at Lin Jiufeng.

It couldn't beat Lin Jiufeng, so it used this method to urge Lin Jiufeng.

Lin Jiufeng shook his head helplessly, tidied up, and was about to leave the cold palace to check the information in the royal library.

But an unexpected visitor interrupted Lin Jiufeng's thoughts of going out.

The son of Emperor Yuan.

Emperor Ming!

It was also Lin Tianyuan who had lived in front of Lin Jiufeng for ten years.

He ascended the throne at the age of 15, and for the first five years he has been dealing with the state affairs, worked hard to govern, and did not bother Lin Jiufeng.

He is 20 years old this year, and he came to see Lin Jiufeng for the first time after he ascended the throne.

"Uncle!" Lin Tianyuan, who had matured a lot, called out kindly.

I used to call Lin Jiufeng my husband.

Since that time, I have been calling Uncle.

"Why are you here?" Lin Jiufeng asked curiously.

is really curious.

There shouldn't be any troublesome things in the current Yuhua Shen Dynasty. Lin Tianyuan needs to come to see him, right?

The white cat was in a hurry. Lin Jiufeng originally planned to go out, but now someone suddenly came and told him to stop.

The white cat's thinking is very simple, if I kill you, then Lin Jiufeng can go out.

Then, it pounced.

puff!

But with a flick of his sleeve, Lin Jiufeng shot the white cat flying, hit a big tree, and fell softly.

Disgusted.

But he was not injured, and Lin Jiufeng's control over strength has reached perfection.

Chapter 29 Emperor Ming Asks for Help

The white cat was knocked to the ground by Lin Jiufeng, shook its head, and sprinkled the dust.

It meowed angrily.

The claws are all open, sharper than a magic weapon.

However, it remembered Lin Jiufeng's elusive move just now, so he retracted his paws in frustration, and then silently climbed to the courtyard wall, looking at Lin Jiufeng and Lin Tianyuan.

Looking at this scene, Lin Tianyuan asked curiously, "Uncle, did you raise this?"

Lin Jiufeng shook his head and said, "The stray cat came from nowhere. It has a bad temper. If it wasn't for its pity, it would have been driven away a long time ago. Don't worry about it, just let it stay there."

The white cat was so angry that it scratched the wall with its paws, almost scratching through the wall.

Lin Jiufeng didn't look at it, and asked Lin Tianyuan: "You have become the emperor, and you have a lot of business, why come to me when you have time?"

It can be said that Lin Tianyuan grew up under the watchful eye of Lin Jiufeng.

He inherited the will of Emperor Yuan, learned all the style of Emperor Yuan, and devoted himself to state affairs.

Lin Jiufeng was very satisfied with him.

It proved that his younger brother was not mistaken, and he decisively chose Lin Tianyuan under the scramble for power and profit by all the princes.

"Uncle, I brought you something." The mature Lin Tianyuan said with a smile.

During his five-year career as emperor, he has really grown rapidly, and now, he is already full of aura

But in front of Lin Jiufeng, he was still very well-behaved and respected Lin Jiufeng very much.

"Give me something?" Lin Jiufeng asked curiously, "What?"

Lin Tianyuan respectfully took out a cheat book from his arms, offered it with both hands, and handed it to Lin Jiufeng.

Lin Jiufeng took it and opened it.

【Ancient Magic Tome】

"Is this the culprit that caused your father's death?" Lin Jiufeng asked seriously.

Five years ago, if Emperor Yuan hadn't practiced this magic skill, then Lin Jiufeng would have saved him.

"Yes, it's this evil technique." Lin Tianyuan nodded.

"Hasn't it been destroyed yet?" Lin Jiufeng asked.

"Uncle, I can't bear it." Lin Tianyuan sighed, he also wanted to destroy this magic book back then.

But in the dead of night, he took the magic power, thought it over a few times, and sealed it up.

I can't bear to ruin it.

"Have you practiced?" Lin Jiufeng looked at Lin Tianyuan sharply.

This magic skill has already killed two generations of emperors.

Lin Jiufeng didn't want to see Lin Tianyuan die on this too.

Lin Tianyuan shook his head decisively: "Of course I don't practice."

But he still smiled wryly: "Whenever the night is quiet, I am always ready to move, especially as the reform becomes more difficult and countless forces are secretly at work, I can't control myself more and more."

What Lin Tianyuan said was the truth.

Facing this magic art that can increase his strength, he can usually resist it.

But when he encounters setbacks, especially in the face of the obstruction of major forces, he wishes to have a powerful force to sweep away the world.

"Five years ago, I could resolutely resist this magic skill, but this year, I have dug it out several times at night, and I almost opened it finally." Lin Tianyuan smiled wryly.

"Uncle, my perseverance is still not enough." Lin Tianyuan said dejectedly.

Lin Jiufeng looked at Lin Tianyuan: "So you gave me this magic skill, just to give up this idea completely, right?"...

Lin Tianyuan nodded, and said seriously: "I know that Uncle is a man of great perseverance. He can stay in this abandoned cold palace for decades. This magic skill won't work for Uncle. Please ask Uncle to deal with it."

Lin Jiufeng stretched out his hand to rub the magic power. This was written on parchment and soaked in special animal oil, so it was not easy to damage.

"Let me put it here, is there such a magic skill in the palace?" Lin Jiufeng asked.

"Not anymore." Lin Tianyuan shook his head.

"It is your father's wish to reform the Yuhua God Dynasty. You have worked very hard, and I know it is very hard, but there is no one behind you!" Lin Jiufeng said to Lin Tianyuan seriously.

"Although I don't want to get involved in the affairs of the outside world, I am obliged to fulfill your father's last wish."

"In the future, if you encounter troubles that you can't handle, just come to me directly, and I will take action."

"You just need to do your best to reform, and remember to let the people of the world live a good life, so that the old can be supported and the young can be supported."

"As for the strongman who dares to stop you, first ask me if the sword in my hand will agree!"

Lin Jiufeng gave Lin Tianyuan a guarantee very seriously.

He knew that Lin Tianyuan was under a lot of pressure sitting in that position.

In particular, he inherited the will of Emperor Yuan to reform the world.

So he made his promise.

Lin Tianyuan looked at Lin Jiufeng moved, bowed to the end, choked up and said, "Uncle, please help my nephew."

Lin Jiufeng knew this was the case.

Lin Tianyuan must be in big trouble.

Otherwise, he would not have thought of practicing this magic skill.

"What happened?" Lin Jiufeng took Lin Tianyuan into the courtyard and asked him to sit down.

In addition to a stone table, the yard is full of bones and long swords.

It has been five years since Lin Jiufeng inserted the long bone sword here, but he has not used it once.

"A super martial saint appeared on the northwest grassland. He is very powerful. He has unified the fragmented Xianbei with millions of armors. My spies received the news that just this winter, they will soon invade the border and hunt for millions of miles. " Lin Tianyuan said in a deep voice.

Lin Jiufeng frowned.

The Xianbei on the northwest grasslands are a very large ethnic group.

But it has always been divided. There are [-] tribes, big and small, and they don't like each other. Therefore, in the past, there was not much threat to the border of the Yuhua God Dynasty.

It's just that they didn't expect that suddenly a hunk from the sky appeared and dominated Xianbei.

And plunder the border of a million miles.

This made Lin Jiufeng's eyes slightly cold.

"What's the name of the Martial Saint who ruled Xianbei?" Lin Jiufeng asked.

"Tumen, he is a priest of the Xianbei Temple. It is said that he was favored by the gods of the grassland. He broke through the martial arts in one fell swoop, and he was invincible all over the grassland. He is very arrogant." Lin Tianyuan said.

"Uncle, it is already winter, the snow is heavy, and the speed of dispatching troops is very slow, and there is no way to defend the border of a million miles. If they succeed in plundering, it will be tens of millions of displaced people. Those who were killed at that time , Frozen to death, starved to death, countless people." Lin Tianyuan said sadly.

"So you want me to kill this Tumen Wusheng, right?" Lin Jiufeng asked calmly.

"Please, uncle!" Lin Tianyuan stood up, saluted with both hands, and bowed down.

"Go back, Tumen, I will kill him." Lin Jiufeng waved his hand and agreed.

This time, he acted for the thousands of people on the border.

Lin Tianyuan left, and since his uncle agreed, he believed that the Tumen Martial Saint would definitely die.

So he has to arrange the follow-up things in advance.

As soon as Lin Tianyuan left, the white cat jumped down and wrote in front of Lin Jiufeng.

Crooked, even better than running script, it has a very personal style.

"Are you going out?"

Lin Jiufeng nodded.

"research!"

Lin Jiufeng shook his head and said, "Come back and check."

"How much time is needed?"

Lin Jiufeng smiled, like a spring breeze blowing on his face, full of self-confidence: "It takes three days to kill a martial sage!"

Two days of them were spent traveling back and forth.

Chapter 30 No.20 Two Swords

The Forbidden City, the meeting hall.

Lin Tianyuan came back relaxed, with a smile on his face.

Uncle made a move, and his pressure immediately disappeared.

Having lived with Lin Jiufeng for ten years, he knows better than anyone how terrifying Lin Jiufeng is.

In the meeting hall, the cabinet ministers are arguing constantly.

They were discussing how to deal with the Xianbei looting.

Some people advocate war, others advocate peace, opinions are different, and they cannot persuade each other.

A group of old people, or scribes, were arguing so hard that they had to greet each other with old fists.