Marquis of Grand Xia

Under the dawn, a silver brilliance rushed out of the ground, and after landing, it continued to catch another ten miles before stopping his body.

The sunlight in the morning was a little dazzling, and Xiao Mingyue adapted to it for a while before opening her eyes, looking around, and seeing that she had returned to the ground, she could not help smiling.

The little beast and the ape stayed aside with fear, and their eyes were full of thieves, and they were afraid to fall into that dark and strange place again.

Ning Chen didn't explain anything. In fact, he was a little confused himself. If it weren't for the real secret of Taoism in his mind, he even suspected it was another illusion.

Dao Kui, Jiang Wangji, characters who had disappeared thousands of years ago, actually lived into this era.

What is he waiting for, even at such a high price, is it worth it?

"Leave it yourself"

Ning Chen put Xiao Mingyue down, took the latter's little hand, and said softly.

"Good" Mingyue said wisely.

Soon after walking, Ning Chen heard the sound of the river's water, so he took Xiao Mingyue to go and prepared to take a break.

After being tired all night, he was okay. Xiao Mingyue didn't fall asleep several times, and it was estimated that he would not be able to support it for a long time.

The small river is turbulent, very clear, the original place is uninhabited, and the river is very clean.

Ning Chen caught the fish, and after baking it, handed it to Xiao Mingyue.

The little girl ate one and lay down in the arms of the former to sleep after eating.

The little beast ape stayed on the side without eating anything. Since swallowing the strange bird's bead, his desire for food has been greatly reduced.

After Xiao Mingyue went to sleep, Ning Chenjing carefully combed the Taoist secrets in his mind.

Daomen has survived for more than ten thousand years, and its exercises have been continuously improved by generations of sages, and it has already been perfected. It can be said that the closest to the heavenly scholar in the world is the Daomen's practice.

Dao Kui was the strongest man thousands of years ago. It can be said that he supported the Daomen by himself. After Dao Kui disappeared, the Daomen also quickly disappeared.

The Taoism was destroyed, Confucianism was prosperous, and Jiang Wangji and Confucius made the best inheritance in resisting the night gods.

The secret method that Daokui passed on to him, although not as congenital as the volume of the earth, requires at least the Ninth Grade Peak Realm, and he cannot yet practice it.

This is the wisdom of the Daomen for thousands of years. He needs to be patient.

Moreover, what the old Hou Ye taught him, he hadn't fully grasped it.

Xiao Mingyue was exhausted and didn't wake up until noon. The small ape picked up a lot of wild fruits. After the two simply ate, they continued to hurry again.

For the rest of the journey, I finally encountered no danger. Ning Chen repeatedly speeded up, and finally walked out of the Qizhou Mountains when the cold moon was high at night.

From this moment on, they finally stepped into the true heart of the Central Plains, not far from Fan's army.

Ning Chen's mood also began to grow heavy. In this world, the person he was most reluctant to face was Fan Lingyue. This woman was too clever and too ruthless, and had almost no weaknesses.

He didn't know if Xiao Mingyue could become Fan Lingyue's weakness, but he always had a try.

Although it is despicable, this is war and there is no justification.

Since the beginning of this war, the emperor Xia has been mad and out of reach. In order to completely elicit internal worries, he has led wolves into the room and sat watching Yangui city broken. Such stupid things can hardly be believed to appear on an emperor.

He has heard before that years can make Ming Jun become a faint monarch and a tyrant. When he grows older, his desire for power will become more intense, and his suspicion will become heavier and heavier. Huaxia ’s history is not without examples. But no one is as extreme as Xia Huang did.

At that time, he really hoped that Xia Huang had already died on that mountain, even if Da Xia would be chaotic for a while.

Xia Huang died, the summer was chaotic, not dead, and the summer was even chaotic.

Daxia's situation is much worse than that day.

If it were n’t because of his grandson, he really did n’t want to get involved in this broken incident again. Whoever sat in the world to shut down his fart affairs, according to the close relationship, Xiao Mingyue was also more suitable than the Xia Huang who had been killing him.

Where the 300,000 army of Lianyue should not have moved too far, such a big event happened in the Northern Mongolian King's Court, and it is impossible to conceal it. The hearts of the Northern Mongolian army are the first thing to be solved.

After all, Daxia is invincible for thousands of years. The lean camels are bigger than the horses. The cities in the Central Plains are one after another. It is not that simple to fight the Imperial City.

The cruelest war has only begun now. Once Fan Lingyue has wiped out all the troubles and went south with all his strength, it is the moment of the real crisis of Daxia.

Whether or not Fan Lingyue can block the imperial city before he hits it is the key to Da Xia's survival.

In any dynasty, once the imperial city is broken, it is not far from its demise. This is the spiritual sustenance of the people of a dynasty and represents more than just a city.

He snatched Xiao Mingyue, but temporarily delayed the pace of the northern Mongolian army going south, giving Daxia a breathing opportunity, and threatened Fan Lingyue to retreat, he didn't believe it himself.

The reason is simple, she is a military division.

A person more fierce than Xia Huang, the difference is that Xia Huang's ruthless burial to the north of Daxia, while Fan Lingyue has mercilessly beat down the north of Daxia.

In this world, the gap between smart people and stupid people is much larger than expected.

Now, he has determined that the Confucius of the Academy is the Confucius of thousands of years ago, so the first thing he has to do is to go back to the Academy.

If there is anyone else in this world whose wisdom is comparable to that of listening to the moon, there is only Confucius.

The road back to the academy was far away, and Ning Chen took Xiao Mingyue for two days before he arrived.

The first person he went to see was not Confucius, but Mr. Lu, who brought a jar of wine and bought it on the street with a word Yu on it and posted it by himself.

Old man Lu was blowing his beard glaringly. The kid said that he would bring him royal wine before he left. This time he came back with "Yu Jiu"!

He thanked his family!

Ning Chen didn't have any sense of shame. Xia Huang is now chasing and killing him all over the world. From where did he get the real wine for Old Man Lu.

"Do you want love, don't drink it yourself," Ning Chen said impatiently.

"Yes, why not, no one can be cheap, you can't be cheap." Old Man Lu grabbed the wine jar and tossed it aside. It was his business whether he drank it or not, but he must keep the wine.

"This is the little emperor of Northern Mongolia?" Old Man Lu glanced at the young boy with a clear eye next to Ning Chen and asked curiously.

"En" Ning Chen patted Xiao Mingyue's little hat and said, "Called Mr. Lu"

"Mr. Lu" Mingyue shouted obediently.

Old Man Lu nodded and looked strange, "It seems that you get along well"

"That is, my popularity has always been very good" Ning Chen said haha.

"Okay, the wine has been delivered, I'm leaving. Maybe I will bring you real royal wine next time."

After talking, Ning Chen led Xiao Mingyue out of the hospital. He came here to give old man Lu a safe life. When his legs were just disabled, the old man treated him well.

Old Man Lu looked at Ning Chen's back and shook his head helplessly. This kid was really not a fuel-efficient lamp.

After meeting Mr. Lu, Ning Chen returned to his previous residence in the academy, and the little white horse became fat and grew up.

There was no acquaintance, no words, no tears, Xiao Baima put his face together to express his feelings, but Ning Chen yanked away.

He hates the unhygienic horse most.

Xiao Mingyue fell asleep in the house and hurried for several days. The little girl couldn't eat enough. When she came to the academy, her spirit was not very good.

"Xiaohuang, you stay here with Xiaobai, don't fight, other casually"

Ning Chen also left the little beast ape, and he always counted with the monkey.

The little ape dare not object, but can only grin at the little white horse and express friendliness.

The little white horse turned his head proudly, expressing disdain.

Ning Chen didn't care about how they got along, and loved how to dismantle the academy, and the academy had an innate dean, and even the arrogant monsters could slap down.

The Master ’s residence is not far from here. He used to walk slowly, and he has to walk for a long time.

However, in the residence of the Confucius, he saw a person, a person who made him unexpected.

Emperor Daxia, the head of contemporary Confucianism, is too wise.

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After Ning Chen came in, neither of them was surprised, as if they knew he was coming.

The Confucius was as old as usual, just like the ordinary old man, and he saw nothing special.

"Teacher" Ning Chen bowed his head and respectfully said.

The Master nodded and said, "The road going north, is it going well?"

"A lot of harvest," Ning Chen got up and answered.

"Ask what you want to ask," the Master said, slowly sorting the rice paper on the table.

"Are you a Master?" Ning Chen said in earnest.

"Yes," the Master nodded.

Ning Chen felt a shock in his heart. Although he was already prepared, when the master himself admitted, he still felt a little unbelievable.

"How many people in the world know this?" Ning Chen asked.

"Four" Master said calmly.

Ning Chen thought about it, there were three people present, and the other person, if he did not guess wrong, it should be the dean of the college.

"Will Daxia die?" Ning Chen asked another question.

The "hui" Master nodded as well.

Ning Chen shuddered suddenly, as a result.

But Confucius said that Daxia will die, and Daxia will die.

Among the Confucianists, the cultivation of the awe-inspiring and righteousness is in itself a good technique for avoiding evil. Although the Master has never practiced martial arts, the technique of derivation is the first in the world.

The reason is simple. The entire Confucianism was created by Confucius, and the exercises and deduction techniques are no exception.

"Is there a way to avoid it?" Ning Chen asked unwillingly.

"Do everything," the Master said.

"How to do it?" Ning Chen asked.

"Stop the World"

Confucius only said four words, the meaning was obvious, there was no mystery, but Ning Chen still didn't understand it. He knew that Confucius would not say useless words. Could it be that the death of Da Xia was not in this war?