Yitian: Rebirth of Song Qingshu, a perfect start.

All the older generation looked at Bashang and fell silent.

Zhang Sanfeng...

Only those who have experienced that era know Zhang Sanfeng's madness and lack of scruples.

The current Song Qingshu is considered by many to be unscrupulous, but it is much different from the Zhang Sanfeng of the past.

Zhang Sanfeng fought his way out step by step, every step bloody...

In today's era, the reason why Zhang Sanfeng has been so calm these years is not because he is older, but because he wants to cultivate Song Qingshu.

Otherwise...the Central Plains would not be what it is today.

After a period of silence, everyone dispersed to arrange the departure of the Yuan Dynasty royal family.

The fact is exactly as Bashang guessed, Zhang Sanfeng came to the imperial city.

He was walking towards the imperial city like an ordinary old man who couldn't help himself. He walked very slowly, and even stopped occasionally to breathe heavily.

His eyes were as calm as water, but anyone who looked at him would look away unconsciously. This feeling was inexplicable.

At night...

The soldiers guarding the gate of the imperial city all knelt on the ground, welcoming the unknown big shot.

The mighty horses walked out of the gate of the imperial city under the darkness.

The soldiers didn't know who was inside or what they were going to do. They were ordered to wait, and if they took a second look, they would die.

All they could do was look down at the ground and dare not look up until they could hear no more sounds.

On top of the city wall.

Jing Bufan, Yuan Qing, and Yuan Zhe looked at the royal family leaving.

It wasn't until the team completely disappeared into the darkness that they looked back at the brightly lit palace.

It is true that many people from the royal family left tonight, but some people still stayed.

For example...the emperor.

For example...the prince.

For example... some people who are not taken seriously, they don't even know that danger is coming.

Regarding all this, neither Jing Bufan nor the prince Yuan Qing could say anything.

This is a matter for the royal family and the court.

"Master Zhang will arrive tomorrow." Yuan Qing looked at the starless night and spoke slowly.

"He walks so slowly, but yet so fast."

"tomorrow……"

"so fast."

He didn't know what would happen tomorrow, what Zhang Sanfeng would do, how the older generation would respond, how they would do.

Zhang Sanfeng...Zhenren Zhang...was once the number one person in the world, and is now the number one person in the world. He is old, but he is still alive.

Living... is a myth, a legend.

"Yes, so fast." Jing Bufan looked at the darkness and said with emotion: "This darkness sent away the royal family and slowed down Master Zhang."

"But this darkness... represents the Yuan Chamber."

"Let's hang white flags in the imperial city."

Yuan Qing and Yuan Zhe were suddenly shocked and looked at Jing Bufan in disbelief.

The imperial city hangs white flags...

Although the Yuanshi will be defeated, it will take time. If even the imperial city is hung with white flags now, what will the Yuanshi think...

"Brother Jing..."

"This...can't be done!"

"You can't do this..."

"..."

The two of them knew very well what kind of pressure or infamy Jing Bufan would bear if they did this.

The Yuanshi was indeed defeated, and the Yuanshi was indeed corrupt, but that didn't mean that everyone was spineless.

"Except for the palace, let's hang up." Jing Bufan ignored the excitement and persuasion of the two people, and his voice was as calm as water.

"I'll take care of everything."

"Pass a message to Yuanshi's army to withdraw when it's time to withdraw."

"Return to Mongolia."

"A soldier is also a human being, and a family is behind him. A meaningless death is just sadness."

"Ambitionists and conspirators...if you try to stop them, kill them."

“The beginning of an era requires corpses to pave the way, and the same goes for the end.”

Yuan Qing and Yuan Zhe looked at Jing Bufan's back and remained silent.

The firelight shone, and Jing Bufan's back remained as firm as ever, but both of them knew that Jing Bufan had no choice but to do anything.

The deaths of Song Yuanqiao and the White-browed Eagle King ignited the anger in the Central Plains, which could not be quelled or extinguished.

Song Yuanqiao, the head of Wudang, represents the famous and upright martial arts family. Wudang has done too much in recent years.

The White-browed Eagle King has unparalleled prestige and character in the Mingjiao, and all the Mingjiao troops respect and admire him from the bottom of their hearts.

Without the basic help of the White-browed Eagle King Tianying Cult, the Ming Cult's uprising would never be successful.

Martial arts, large armies...this is the Central Plains today.

The two knew that maybe hanging white flags in the imperial city would give Zhang Sanfeng an explanation, but they didn't want to.

Yuanshi can be defeated...but he can't lose his last bit of strength.

Time passed slowly, and the three of them stood like this, no one said a word.

call out……

Jing Bufan raised his right hand slightly, and a token flew out of his hand and threw it behind him.

"Go."

Yuan Qing took the token with an expression of disbelief on his face and held the token firmly in his right hand.

The same goes for Yuan Zhe on the side.

This token is dark yellow, with a lifelike eagle engraved on it, and grassland below...

If the Tiger Talisman is to mobilize the soldiers and horses of the world, then this token represents the Yuan Dynasty...the entire Yuan Dynasty, including the royal family...

Many people don't know this token, but they know it.

This is the token that Zeng Yuanshi used when he entered the Central Plains. This token has a long history and has been around for too long.

It’s been so long that many people have forgotten it.

At this moment, both of them knew that they had no reason to refuse, no reason to refuse.

The emergence of this token is not just a nod from the emperor, but also requires the older generation.

The emperor compromised, and so did the older generation.

Yuan Qing and Yuan Zhe took the tokens and left. They had never felt that their legs were so heavy, as heavy as a thousand pounds. Every step they took seemed to drain everything from their bodies.

The steps of the city wall were not long, but they walked for a long time.

When the two people came down and looked at Jing Bufan's back again, they felt like they were in a trance.

White flags hung on the imperial city... Yuanshi bowed his head, completely bowed his head, and all his previous pride was shattered.

Tomorrow, Yuanshi will fall into darkness.

Everyone in Yuanshi will know that Yuanshi is finished, completely finished.

The Yuan Dynasty will be in chaos, the people will be in chaos... the army will be in chaos... everything will be in chaos.

But Jing Bufan still made such a decision...

Jing Bufan...he will become the eternal sinner of Yuanshi. Even though Jing Bufan once paid a lot for Yuanshi, it all disappeared the moment the white flags were hung in the imperial city.

Countless people will hate Jing Bufan's decision.

They can die in battle, but they cannot accept this fact.

"Let's go." Yuan Qing took a deep breath, shouted to Yuan Zhe, and disappeared into the silent street.

The next day...

White flags were hung in the imperial city, and all the merchants on the city gates and streets were hung with white flags.