[Honghuang] Qinglian's small book

Clouds rise from all directions, a bright golden glow, and large expanses of purple clouds spread in the east. When the sun rises, the purple air spreads across the sky, and the entire east is filled with magnificent colors, spreading in large numbers.

In a peach grove, a handsome young man exhaled pure Yang purple energy towards the east, and with every breath, a faint purple halo glowed all over his body, making his snow-white skin look like precious jade. As warm and transparent.

The boy jumped down from the peach tree after the purple air from the east dissipated. He was dressed in a pine green robe, making him look tall and gentle.

The edges and corners between the brows and the faint light in the eyes are also softened, like a sword hiding its edge, its brilliance is restrained, but it will not be underestimated.

The young man reached out and plucked a flower from the peach tree. With a flick of his fingers, the petal shot towards a peach tree in the peach forest like a sharp knife.

Two slender and strong fingers clamped the petals, and a handsome face emerged from behind the tree.

If someone is born with the appearance of a king, and every word and every word seems to be the center of the world, it must be that young man.But this person has a demeanor not inferior to that of a teenager.

"Young master's skill has improved again," the man said, the petals in his hand had been crushed, and the light pink juice melted on the man's hand.

The eldest son smiled slightly, pulled out the soft sword at his waist, and jumped forward. The light of the sword was like thunder and lightning, cold and murderous.

"Mr. Zigui taught well. If it wasn't for Mr. Bo Yikao, he might still be seriously ill in bed."

Zigui drew out his sword and opened his moves all the way. The two sword lights intersected, but they didn't hurt a flower or a leaf in the forest. Such a powerful swordsmanship has already broken away from skill, and is close to Tao.

Mr. Zigui was shocked, but full of indescribable pride.

Mr. Zigui said: "The Eldest Young Master is a heavenly figure, born with a strong soul, and with supernatural powers in pregnancy, he can suppress the seven souls, but he is not sick."

Bo Yikao smiled, but did not speak.

Mr. Zigui is a person who once watched and listened to Taoism in Wuzhuang of Longevity Mountain, and he has extraordinary knowledge.

The examinee in Boyi was weak, but it was Mr. Zigui who came to open the door, saying that he was destined to be with the young master, and that he was willing to be a teacher for the young master, and taught him martial arts, so that the examination gradually improved.

Although Mr. Zigui never considers himself a teacher, Bo Yikao treats each other with courtesy and respect as a teacher in his heart.

Bo Yikao's swordsmanship is already supernatural, if he wasn't the son of a prince, with purple energy added to his body, he wouldn't be able to practice immortality, he might have become a sword fairy long ago.

But this kind of swordsmanship, still has not gone through a hundred moves under Mr. Zigui, and has already been defeated by the soft sword.

Bo Yikao stretched out his hand to grab the soft sword, and wrapped it around his waist again, like a purple ribbon, the shape of the sword could not be seen at all.

This magical weapon was also given by Mr. Zigui, it is said that it is a powerful magical weapon, but Mr. Zigui didn't elaborate on the details.

"Mr. is pedantic about heaven and man, and Boyi Kao is far inferior."

Mr. Zigui and Bo Yikao walked side by side in the peach forest, the birds were flying and the birds were singing, and the scenery was infinite.

Mr. Zigui smiled lightly: "If the eldest son lives to my age, he will only do better than me."

Longevity, that's an interesting question.

Bo Yikao's eyes turned slightly, and he didn't dare to ask Mr. what is his age, so as not to spoil the image in his heart.

He changed the subject and said: "My human race only has a hundred years of lifespan, and as a royal family, I can't practice immortality, and I'm afraid I won't cross the limit. It's hard to surpass sir in this life."

Mr. Zigui smiled irrefutably, unable to see clearly the thoughts buried under his face.

In the distance of the peach forest, the sound of pavilions and flowing water is heard, accompanied by the melodious sound of the zither, spinning melodiously in the forest. washed.

Bo Yi took out a bamboo flute from his belt to find peace in his heart. It was ethereal and far away, like a long wind blowing thousands of miles, vast and mighty.

There is a saying that the music is high and few, the more superb the music is, the harder it is to find someone who can get along with it.

And these two are on this path and have reached the realm of everyone.

At the end of the song, Bo Yikao and Mr. Zigui walked to the pavilion by the stream in the forest.

The girl in the pavilion has picturesque eyebrows and eyes, she is not very old, but she can already see the beauty of the city.

"Brother Kao, you are here."

The girl's voice is lively and agile, she is full of smiles, innocent and lovely.

Bo Yikao nodded and said, "I heard that Uncle is coming back soon, Daji, do you want to go back and have a look?"

Daji plucked the strings casually, and said, "Brother Kao wants to drive me away?"

Bo Yikao chuckled, and said: "It's obvious that you've been arguing and missing your father these days, so why did I drive you back in the end?"

Daji stuck out her tongue, grabbed Bo Yikao's hand, and said coquettishly, "I don't think I can bear you."

The girl didn't shy away from it, but Boyikao felt a softness in his hand. He withdrew his hand calmly, flicked his fingers lightly on Daji's forehead, and said with a smile, "Don't make trouble, Mr. Zigui is here. You dare to be presumptuous."

Mr. Zigui has deep eyes, standing at the side, he has a demeanor of awe-inspiring and steadfastness, which is breathtaking.

Daji took a peek, but was taken aback by Mr. Gui's penetrating eyes, and dared not move any more.

Daji is the daughter of Hou Suhu of Jizhou. Suhu and Bo Yikao's father are close friends and have frequent contacts.Therefore, Bo Yikao and Su Daji can be regarded as childhood sweethearts, Su Hu's beloved daughter, and many things are left to her.

The two of them didn't grow up together, but Daji always tested her elder brother, calling her elder brother, she seemed to be closer than a real brother and sister.

In recent years, Daji has grown up, and Daji seems to have some thoughts about Bo Yikao, but Bo Yikao doesn't know how to respond, so he just pretends not to know.

Even Bo Yikao himself didn't know why, why he had no feeling for a beauty like Daji.

Daji was practicing the piano in the gazebo, and Bo Yikao and Mr. Zigui went back to the mansion to practice military exercises.

Mr. Zigui said: "Miss Su likes you, Young Master."

The tone used is declarative, telling the truth.

Bo Yikao said: "Daji is good at everything, I don't understand why I have no feelings for her."

Bo Yikao was a little confused, he said: "Sometimes, I feel like I'm waiting for someone, but I don't know who it is at all."

Mr. Zigui stopped abruptly, looking at Bo Yikao with eyes like two flames, but at the next moment, the tranquility of the ancient well was restored, as if the eyes just now were just an illusion.

Bo Yikao didn't notice anything, he put his hands behind his back, and discussed the war with Mr. Zigui, saying: "Now I can delay it for a few more years, but when the time comes, I'm not in a hurry, my father is also in a hurry."

Mr. Zigui said: "No."

Bo Yikao only took this as a clumsy consolation.

There were four major vassals in the Yin Shang Dynasty, and each vassal commanded [-] small vassals under his command. A total of [-] towns and vassals defended the Yin and Shang dynasties.

The four princes are Dongbohou Jianghengchu, Nanbohou Echongyu, Xibohou Jichang, and Beibohou Chonghou Hu.

Among them, Xibo Hou Jichang was in the land of Xiqi. He was known as a virtuous man and loved by the people.

Boyi Kao is the eldest son of Xibohou.As the eldest son, he was going to inherit the position of Marquis of Xibo, so there was no room for him to be willful.

Some of these positions require such responsibilities.

Bo Yikao let go of this weird thought.

The harmony of yin and yang is the ultimate principle of heaven and earth, and the avenue of human relations. Could it be that the fate of marriage has not yet arrived?

Or is it time to pay homage to the old man under the moon?

Mr. Zigui looked at the sand table in front of him, and was a little distracted, but it didn't affect him at this level.

Bo Yi Kao awakened?It doesn't look like it. If it is awakened, it will not be so ignorant. If it is not awakened, is it true...

Thinking of this, Mr. Zigui suddenly felt a little sweet.

When Bo Yikao put his mind aside and concentrated on the important affairs of his family and country, his thinking was extremely clear, and he had the momentum to point out the country.

Although he is still young, age is nothing.

King Zhou has been on the throne for one year, and he has already made a lot of moves, which shocked the government and the public.

King Zhou favored martial arts, expanded his army on a large scale, ordered the establishment of Xuanniao soldiers, and practiced the army with magic and secret methods, which frightened Xiaoxiao for a while, but there were even greater hidden dangers hidden.

Wang Ting's actions were not small, but they were too radical.Once the glamorous fig leaf of Yin Shang is removed, it will be a huge ugliness and scar.

Too radical measures will definitely stimulate those who have already thought about it, just for self-protection, and it is impossible to let them stop.

Moreover, it is unimaginably expensive to support the army with gods, demons and mystic methods. Only relying on the support of the royal court, they will not even be able to pay the food and salaries in a few years.

To make up for consumption, you have to exploit the princes and search for the people.

These two measures, no matter what they are, once an accident occurs, the foundation of the wealthy businessmen will be shaken.

Bo Yikao tapped his fingers and said: "These methods don't seem to be the handwriting of Grand Master Wen. Could it be that Grand Master Wen can't persuade the king?"

While practicing on the sand table with Bo Yikao, Mr. Zigui said: "No matter what you hear about the grand master, he is still just a grand master. If the king insists on doing this, what can he do?"

The novelty of the sand table is the result of Bo Yikao's whimsical idea. When Xibo Hou Jichang saw this thing for the first time, he was also pleasantly surprised, because some thoughts have not been spread.

Mr. Zigui's army is confronting Bo Yikao's army, taking into account various factors of weather, time and geography, which is an extremely test of people's ability to control.

"Don't underestimate Shenmowei. If Shenmowei is really cultivated, with the help of Wucheng Wang Feihu and Taishi Wenzhong, it is not impossible to sweep the world." Mr. Zigui stretched out his hand in the void, Manifesting the various powers of the mystical magic of gods and demons.

Bo Yikao was horrified. The mystic magic originated from the ancient liches, and it was so weird and unpredictable. If you want to fight against the mysterious magic, it is almost impossible to succeed without the corresponding secret method.

Boyi Kao was well aware of his father's thoughts, if he was really raised by King Zhou as a Xuanniaowei, then Xiqi could only obediently bow down and be a servant.

"I'm afraid he won't be able to do it," Bo Yikao lowered his eyes, and said, "The destiny is mysterious, and it came down to give birth to Shang. Xuanniaowei... Your Majesty's great thoughts."

This kind of thought must be done well, and if it is really done, it may not be able to save the whole world.

War has always been about destroying the dead and building new life from the ruins.

Rebirth from the ashes has never been seen in many years.