After the global recovery I crossed

There is a new king in Luoshui, attracting the attention of the whole world!

Lin Xingtao reached out and summoned an imperial edict.

It was the imperial edict that Ling Mingyu stamped to confer Hebo's throne.

"This book is useless!"

Under the throne of the prince, the imperial edict was torn to pieces by Lin Xingtao's golden words.

At this time, the Hebo Temple once again emitted a golden light invisible to the naked eye, and the tablets trembled violently under the prayers of all beings.

But not enough.

Lying on the river bank like a phantom, Bai Jiao's figure gradually solidified, his glass-colored eyes quietly watching Lin Xingtao.

At this time, Lin Xingtao, the master of Luoshui, felt something that he couldn't feel as a prince.

There are many illusory existences in the world, gathering incense and incense from all living beings, fulfilling the long-cherished wishes of all living beings.

is a god.

There are many gods in Dalin, the natural gods enjoy the incense of heaven and earth, and the acquired gods enjoy the sacrifices of the dynasty.

With the canonization of the Son of Heaven, a god can be created, and an acquired god can be created!

There is no emperor in Dalin, but there is a national teacher——

And Luoshui has a prince!

Lin Xingtao wants to forcibly confer Hebo as the Dragon King as a prince.

He could do it, because no matter how the national teacher tried his best, he couldn't think that he hadn't completely killed the Luojiang Dragon King a hundred years ago.

When the Dragon King died, the throne of the Dragon King would be empty, and the national teacher changed the river to a river, and the throne disappeared.

But the Dragon King is not dead, and the throne of the Dragon King has not disappeared.

There is no need for the temporary emperor's national teacher to make another one, just use the original one.

The god seat is on Lin Xingtao.

In that view, the Dragon King gave Lin Xingtao his final power, which included the Dragon King's throne.

The former Lin Xingtao couldn't see it, but now he can see it - the Dragon King's throne stored in his luck, its golden light is dim, and it is ups and downs due to the noise of Luoshui.

"Shenjun has helped you a lot." Bu Guozi said, standing up.

Lin Xingtao smiled: "So I will live up to the Lord God."

In order to take away his own luck and flood the army, the national division shattered the stele, and the Luoshui River became the Luojiang River again.

This action cleared the way for Lin Xingtao's next move——

There is no dragon king in the river, but there is in the river.

There is a pattern, there is a god, there is a prince, there is a god of Hebo, everything is ready!

But at this time, after He Bo fell out of the flood and Zhang Kuangji ran out cursing, the flood was unstoppable, and Haohao Tangtang rushed straight down in Jiutian.

The torrential water hits the face, and the eyes of the people are almost cracked.

Lin Xingtao calmly stood where he was, and shouted: "Uncle Luoshui obeys orders!"

Bai Jiao struggled to raise his head by the river.

"Jin'er is the Dragon King of Luojiang!"

Lin Xingtao didn't talk nonsense at all, and simply pointed out that the throne of Dragon King fell on He Bo.

God position advanced!

A golden light suddenly rose, and the white flood roared, its body swelled up inch by inch, and it rose into the air.

The flood stopped in the air.

"The soup of Luoshui, there is Hebo who uses water as his palace, and his god is like a jiao."

Bu Guozi walked to the front and recited the canonization prayer in a solemn voice.

"The country is prosperous and prosperous, and He Bo is able to silently protect him, and he has attained the Tao." ——He Bo protects the people when the great chaos is approaching, and he has made great contributions.

"Now that the flood is coming, the city will perish and the people will perish. The King of the People and the Bo of Luoshui share their worries."——The disaster is coming, and the King of the People and the Bo of He are worried.

Bai Jiao shuttled through the dark clouds in the sky, and layers of electric light fell from his body.

"The torrential flood has no end. If the Dragon King is not here, the king's order will not wait." ——Without the Dragon King, what can the Human King do if he wants to stop the flood.

The first layer of lightning fell, and the white dragon with one horn grew another horn.

"In a trance, Luoshui is not a river, but it merges into a river, and there is a dragon king in the river!" - Luoshui should have a dragon king.

The second layer of lightning fell, and another toe was added to the original three-toed dragon claw.

"Wang Wangyan, swaying, vast, and insignificant, the Dragon King is walking and the tide is rising!"——Only the Dragon King can lead them through this difficult time!

The third layer of lightning fell, and the white flood dragon emerged from the clouds, its shape changed greatly, no different from that of a real dragon!

The Hebo Temple in Luoshui City emitted bursts of golden light, and the enshrined tablets burst, and then turned into a higher level——

The throne of the Dragon King!

A hundred years ago, during the former dynasty, there was no Hebo Temple in the city, only the Dragon King Temple!

Temple return!

"How can there be a real dragon that swims under the clouds?"

Long Shu's sharp claws, towering horns, white jade lines hanging from his beard, and silver scales dancing in the mirror.

Pray for rain and spread rain at any time, pray for sunshine even if it is sunny!

The people knelt on the ground and shouted: "I beg the Dragon King to make the sky clear!"

The Dragon King opened his mouth and swallowed all the dark clouds in one gulp.

The sky suddenly cleared and the rain stopped.

The sky washed by the rain is full of rays of light, just like auspicious.

There are spirits, holy dragons and elephants, and auspicious and colorful circles around the heaven.

Lin Xingtao shouted: "Please Dragon King stop the flood!"

When the Dragon King flicks the dragon's tail, the flood will collapse!

The broken water flowed to the toe of Lin Xingtao's shoe, washing away the blood.

The auspicious light is so bright that it dyes all the forests.

A slight wind from a distance blows a fresh and moist breath.

There were deafening cheers in my ears.

The Dragon King descended in the form of a child, wearing robes and boots, with the water of the Tianyun River lining his body.

"Qiwei is virtuous!" Lin Xingtao congratulated with a smile.

The Dragon King bowed: "Congratulations——"

"King of Chu." Lin Xingtao reminded.

The Dragon King smiled lightly, and the jewels on the crown dangled wildly: "Congratulations to the King of Chu!"

With the blessing of the Dragon King, Lin Xingtao flicked his sleeves and turned to look at the people.

The people stopped cheering, and they all bowed: "I have seen the King of Chu!"

Lin Xingtao looked beyond the common people and focused on the army in the distance.

Zhang Kuangji hesitated, and finally bowed down, followed by the army behind him.

Lin Xingtao turned his gaze again to another army.

It was King Luo's army, probably sent to meet him, and they knelt down on the ground without hesitation.

"Worship King Chu!"

As far as the eye can see, they all worship him as the king.

Lin Xingtao was a little taken aback.

That day he was dragged by King Luo to stand in front of the altar of society. King Luo announced his status as a prince in public, and everyone worshiped him. What he saw was also a dark head.

Power, high position, submission.

Those are from King Luo.

He was thinking: I want this too.

A man should be like this, or.

He can replace it!

Now, he really replaced King Luo as the new king of Luoshui. In just a few days, it was like a dream.

After becoming queen, he had other goals——

Aspire to the top of the world!

He said to the Dragon King: "Please also ask the Dragon King to help."

So he took a deep breath, opened his mouth, and his voice spread thousands of miles.

"I am Ling Xingtao, the Ninth Prince of Dalin!"

Xiling County, Dongling County, Wangdu.

There are other places.

The whole country feels it.

"The national teacher and Luo Wang wanted to flood the city, I abolished the Luo king and chased the national teacher, won the support of the people, and proclaimed myself the king of Chu here!"

The world is shocked.

"I swear to the world that I will be the enemy of the national teacher in this life!"

"I must kill the national teacher to repay the world!"

This sentence shows that although he is the prince of Dalin, he is not in the same group as the national teacher.

In other words, as the Prince of Dalin, he is not a traitor to Dalin, but a treasonist!

After that, the world will know him.

It's not that Bu Guozi said before that as the prince who dug out the tripod, he is the real prince.

But to turn the tide and help the building to collapse——

Fight to Fame is known all over the world!

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Dongling County, inside the county guard's mansion.

A teenager is honing his martial arts.

He looked only about 15 years old, but he was born tall and big.

There is not much childishness on his face, only a pair of bright eyes shining with the spirit of a young man.

He moved his muscles and bones, and shouted: "Seven kills!"

The stars in the sky lit up in response.

He slammed his fist to the ground.

I saw violent power pouring down, and a small piece of yellow land cracked like a spider web.

He happily looked at the woman watching beside him.

The beauty of a woman is like a goddess walking gracefully in the haze of mist and rain.

She patted Su Su's hands lightly, and said with a gentle smile, "Chen Kele, you can go get your weapons now."

"What do you want to use? Since ancient times, those who return the star to their fate cannot do without a good weapon."

"Gun, knife, sword, or..."

The boy shook his head and said without thinking, "I want Fang Tian's painted halberd!"

"One foot and two long, the painting pole seems to have the spirit of a wild fire dragon. It feels like burning when touched, and the sharp point at the top is filled with murderous aura—the kind"

He stopped talking.

As if he really had a painting halberd in his hand, he grasped the air in vain to shake his figure, and rushed forward with a loud shout.

Miss Xiao was in a trance for a while, and she heard the sound of swords, guns and swords on the battlefield.

When the young man drank it, he had a vision.

[Seven kills, fierce and difficult to control.But if it is handled properly, the earth-shattering power will come suddenly. ] Second Miss Xiao recalled what the spirit watcher enshrined at home had said.

The young man galloped freely, brave and invincible, and the other warriors recruited by the county guard's mansion dared not look at him.

Miss Xiao Er admired the young man's vigorous posture with satisfaction, and then asked him: "Why do you use a painting halberd?"

The boy laughed and said, "Because the teacher told me that the strongest warrior in the world—"

"It was painted with Fang Tian!"

"Brave as a demon god, one man guards the gate, and ten thousand men cannot open it!"

Second Miss Xiao took a breath, then concealed her surprise, and said to the young man, "Okay, I'll go and order the craftsmen to make the Fang Tian painting halberd you want."

his teacher.Thinking of the person from Luo Wang's mansion who came to give the silver taels earlier, Second Miss Xiao left quickly.

After Second Miss Xiao left, the boy named Chen Kele left the martial arts training room and ran towards a certain place in the county guard's mansion.

"Qingqing, Qingqing!" he shouted.

The girl who was flipping through the pages of the book was taken aback and said angrily, "Why are you so surprised! I'm reading a book."

Chen Kele scratched his head, and said "hey": "You don't buy some nice clothes with the money the teacher gave us, but you buy some books. The lady has a lot of them, why do you want to buy another one?"

Qingqing pursed her lips: "I'm not used to her things, and have you forgotten what the teacher said to you before he left?"

"Da Le, you now look like a loyal minister under her command."

Chen Kele smiled: "No way, I'm doing it for all of us, and we still have to live in this sheriff's mansion."

"Okay, what exactly are you looking for me for?" Qingqing closed the book.

"I just forgot one thing suddenly. The strongest military general in history that the teacher said has anything other than Fang Tian's painted halberd."

Qingqing was taken aback for a moment, and thought: "There is still a horse."

"I remember something else."

"Don't interrupt, I'm thinking."

And just when Qingqing was thinking with her chin propped up, a voice sounded faintly behind them.

"Peerless hero, how can you not be accompanied by a peerless beauty—"

"I guess, there is also one missing woman who is beautiful and beautiful."

Chen Ke happily turned around, guarding Qingqing vigilantly.

"Who are you!"

Opposite him stood a Taoist whose eyes were like meteors and whose face was as beautiful as jade.

"You are the one who gave me the potion..." Da Le asked doubtfully.

The author has something to say: National Teacher: Let me know where my Ninth Prince is.

Some of the classical Chinese texts were adapted from "Xiaoting Xulu", "Journey to the West", "Tianwen" and Baidu Encyclopedia, etc.