"Thank you...... Prince's Gift. ”

Shen Yuanjun's voice echoed above the main hall.

The will on the golden edict has not disappeared yet, but the image left by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has gradually become blurred and is about to disappear, and the envoy of the Red River raised his hands, ready to meet the golden paper that was about to fall.

Shen Yuanjun spoke again and said, "The demon clan is immortal, how can it be home?"

The messenger was slightly stunned.

Shen Yuanjun, who was named the "Champion Hou", said in a calm tone: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince does not need to build a mansion for me in the Tiandu, the demon clan will not leave the north for a day if the world is not destroyed, and the soldiers of the Great Wall in the north are still born and dying, fighting in the gray world, and the ministers have no face to enjoy the golden rain of the imperial city, and they are really ashamed of their love for His Royal Highness." ”

This sentence made the face of the Red River Messenger change a little.

This can only be said by Shen Yuanjun.

What is the "Northern Soldier" is born and died.

Shameless to enjoy the imperial city of Ganlin?

Is this mocking the officials of the three divisions and six departments of the Great Sui Temple?

The envoy of the Red River lowered his head in time, holding the golden paper in both hands, and nodded his head mildly, but he asked appropriately: "The crown prince Hou Zhi was entitled, it was the order of His Royal Highness the Prince, the prince set up a banquet for the general in the palace, and now that the war has ended, His Royal Highness has been looking forward to the general's gap, riding into the heavenly capital, and meeting the previous one." ”

Qianyujun's eyes were gloomy.

What does this edict mean...... He saw it clearly.

The prince wants to invite Shen Yuanjun into the palace!

The last time the senior brother entered the heavenly capital, the prince had no real power, under the planning of the two, one got the imperial city, and the other got the north, and now the military power of the Great Wall in the north is held by the senior brother, and it has threatened the prince in Zhongzhou...... Until now, the reward of the champion Hou and the invitation of the prince are actually a Hongmen banquet with no return.

I can't go.

He secretly prayed in his heart, expecting his senior brother to respond, but he didn't know that if such an edict was promulgated in front of so many people, how could the General's Mansion refuse?

Shen Yuanjun just smiled.

He shifted his gaze to Zhu Mi of Xiao Wuliang Mountain, who had previously proposed to discuss with him, avoided the words of the envoy of the Red Breeze River, and said with a smile: "Since Mr. Zhu Mi does not dare to fight with the juniors, then he will fight with the 'divine soul' and argue." ”

Zhu Mi's expression changed suddenly.

The next moment.

Shen Yuanjun was already there, stretched out his big hand, and grabbed Zhu Mi, this sword immortal eight hundred years ago was about to resist subconsciously, and a golden sword array in his sleeve robe swept out and crashed into Shen Yuanjun's big hand.

"Oh, you want to fight?"

Shen Yuanjun said with an expressionless face.

The hair on the big sword suddenly burned, and the palm burst out with golden light, directly beating this sword array to wear out and shatter.

Zhu Mi roared aggrievedly, stretched out his hands, folded his front palms on his back palms, and collided with Shen Yuanjun's palms, the latter's expression remained unchanged, and his tone was indifferent: "Mr. Zhu Mi, don't be afraid, I won't kill you, it's just 'talking about the Tao'." ”

"Buzz"!

The main hall exploded with ripples.

The collision of this palm really did not burst out with the power of the earth collapsing, the sword qi in Shen Yuanjun's body did not move, and the entire qi machine fell silent.

The old ancestors of Qiangshan, Jiuquanzi, Su Musha, and the expressions of several Nirvanas became interesting.

Zhu Mi was pulled by Shen Yuanjun and fell into the Divine Sea.

Forced to "speak".

Jiuquanzi, who came out of the Hongfu River, twisted a peanut kernel, put it in his mouth and smashed it, squinted his eyes, took another sip of spirits, and sighed: "Why does this Zhu Mi of Little Wuliang Mountain look like he has practiced in Guizhao Mountain?"

On the other side of the main hall, the old ancestor of Gui Zhao Mountain had an ugly expression.

This is irony.

Zhu Mi has no other skills, and he has a set of instigation and beating.

Even if it was just a battle between gods and souls, it also caused a great vision, the wind outside the main hall poured in, swept and raged, and the cultivators with low realms couldn't see what was going on at all, and the red river messenger standing on the hall could only keep his head down and hold the edict in both hands, his big sleeves were fluttering, and a person stood there very embarrassed, neither advancing nor retreating.

Qianqijun paid attention to the battle situation of his senior brother.

Zhu Mi's face and eyebrows and beards soon condensed into a faint layer of frost, the wind swept away, and the frost on the old man's face became deeper and harder, and the wind made a "click" sound.

The battle between gods and souls is the most ruthless, often silent and silent, but extremely dangerous.

Thunder exploded.

There was a scorching fire in the main hall out of thin air, and the two separated, and the old ancestor of Xiao Wuliang Mountain was pushed by a huge force to stagger, but instead of flying upside down like the Holy Lord of Yaochi, he sat on the table of the disciple behind him, and split a complete green wood table.

Shen Yuanjun slowly withdrew his hand that reached forward, half sideways, his expression was as indifferent as usual, inside his sleeve robe, the wind and thunder were mighty, the snow was overlapping, and the two diametrically opposed visions converged and slowly disappeared.

He let out a cloudy breath.

Zhu Mi spat out a mouthful of blood with "wow" and covered his chest with one hand.

The winner is decided.

"What a story. The ancestor of Qiangshan stroked his palms and smiled, and said loudly, "Zhu Mi's predecessors, the Tao is undiminished, this discussion is really eye-opening." ”

Zhu Mi's face was originally pale, but after listening to the words of the ancestor of Qiang Mountain, his face suddenly swelled up with a red color, and he vomited a mouthful of blood even more painfully.

Shen Yuanjun defeated Zhu Mi, and his face was also slightly pale.

The wind swept through the main hall and was faintly extinguished.

The new lord of the northern realm slowly turned his head, looked at the envoy of the Red Breeze River standing in front of the hall, and said in a low voice: "Today's northern meeting, thanks to the grace of the prince, it's a pity that Shen Yuan and your fellow citizens are in poor health, especially the battle between the gods and souls, and the secret injuries remain, in order to take care of the overall situation, I can only stay in the northern realm to recuperate." ”

Impotence.

With the yang, against the yang.

The envoy of the Red Breeze River looked embarrassed, and understood why Shen Yuanjun only grabbed Zhu Mi to attack, and said that the injury was indeed undetectable, and there were so many big people present today.

With his own identity, at most, he is just a "fox and fake tiger", His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is in person, and in this situation, it is impossible to force Shen Yuanjun again.

He could only bow his head and salute, and said sincerely: "The general must be well recuperated and injured." ”

Shen Yuanjun waved his hand at the envoy, his face was calm, and at the same time he looked around the hall and said, "The meeting of the Northern Realm is here." Fellow Daoists, where you came from, go back. ”

One by one, the big people from the four realms of the Great Sui stood up and saluted Shen Yuanjun one by one.

Qianzhen came to the side of the senior brother and accompanied him to give his hand.

The ancestor of Qiang Mountain deliberately passed through the flow of people and came to Shen Yuan's side, and the crowd around him had already dispersed.

The old ancestor surnamed Zeng took out a green bamboo slip from his sleeve robe, handed it to Shen Yuanjun's hand, and said, "This is some news from Dongtu recently...... After the Northern Territory Conference was held, it may be difficult for the spy network of the General's Mansion of the Great Wall in the North to cross the other three Great Walls. ”

Shen Yuanjun raised his eyebrows.

Qiangshan Ancestor is right.

As Nirvana, if you want to sit on the Great Wall, you can't leave easily.

And the crown prince gave the title of "Champion Hou", not really to promote Shen Yuanjun...... What other official could there be, greater than the lord of the northern realm? If the crown prince wants to step by step to remove power, he will cancel the privileges of the general's mansion.

The four Great Walls of the Great Sui.

Except for the northern realm, they are all in the hands of Tiandu.

The butterflies in the north can't fly to the mountains of the Great Wall in the east, and they can't see the news from there.

He took the bamboo slip, hesitated, and said sincerely: "Thank you, senior." ”

The old ancestor smiled, "Ning Yi is a very good little guy, you need to know the news here in advance...... There seem to be a lot of backers behind the little guy, but there are only a few that can be relied on when it comes to real times. ”

Shushan.

General's Palace.

Shen Yuanjun took a deep breath, looked at the Qiangshan Ancestor gratefully, raised his hands, and bowed.

"This kindness...... The juniors wrote it down. ”

With a smile on his face, the Qiang Mountain Ancestor stretched out a hand with an unchanged expression, patted Shen Yuanjun on the shoulder, and whispered in a low voice: "Take care of your injuries, this time you can see the clues in the palace...... But it's not a big problem. ”

Shen Yuanjun's expression froze suddenly.

The old man turned around and left with his hands behind his back, pacing leisurely, a golden light cave appeared in front of him, and the disciples of Qiang Mountain behind him followed the ancestor, stepped into the cave sky, and left the northern realm.

The words of the Qiang Mountain Ancestor did not shy away from the Qianzhen beside Shen Yuanjun.

Qianzhenjun, who was holding the "piano box", looked a little ugly, the hall was empty at this moment, the visitors were scattered, and Qiangshan was the last group of people to leave...... The words of the old ancestor were not heard by anyone other than the two of them.

With a wave of his hand, he dispersed the black knights outside the temple.

Shen Yuanjun turned around and left from the side hall, silent all the way, until he returned to the General's Mansion, closed the door, and in front of Qianqijun, he unloaded his big coat, revealing the dark and thin chain mail inside, the scales the size of a baby's fist opened and closed like breathing, the dense scales had been shattered, and red blood was oozing.

Shen Yuanjun raised his hands and whispered in pain, "Help me, remove your armor." ”

Qianyujun hurriedly came to the back of his senior brother and crossed an arc on his back from top to bottom with his fingertips.

This chain mail is a treasure left by the master, to remove the armor, the steps are cumbersome, you need to be patient to disassemble the formation, Qianyujun's forehead oozes sweat, the fingertips move down with difficulty, after a while, the scale armor falls, the jingling sound of big beads and small beads fall on the jade plate, and the black scales roll down everywhere and bounce up.

I let out a sigh of relief.

He looked up and saw a shocking picture unfolding in front of him...... The senior brother's back was exposed, his muscles bulged, but the surface was covered with talismans, the talisman paper sank, almost growing to the bones, and the lines of the big red talismans were not known to be drawn with pen and ink or cast with blood.

The potential in this Nirvana body was oppressed out by these talismans.

Qianyujun's pupils contracted suddenly-

He thought of the sword in the temple!

When it was confirmed that only the Holy Lord Gu was the only one to lead the sword, the regret in the senior brother's eyes appeared.

Senior brother is squeezing his own life...... Only a cultivator who has witnessed this physical body with his own eyes can understand what happened to Shen Yuanjun's body, an extremely young Nirvana powerhouse, but the limit was advanced early, such a body, let alone live to be five hundred years old, whether it can live for another ten years is a question.

Qianyu-kun's breathing became rapid.

In this meeting, he has been standing beside his senior brother, vaguely capturing his brother's regret and regret, and all doubts have run through at this moment.

Scenes after scenes in the meeting flashed in Qianyujun's mind, and all of you were powerful, and the White Emperor Dragon Scale deduced the number of years of the two world wars...... Judging from his current injuries, it is difficult to say whether the senior brother will survive to the next war.

No wonder it's so strong.

The strong general's mansion is used to build momentum for Ning Yi.

These behaviors ...... It looks so

The tip of his nose suddenly became a little sour, but he heard a warm voice.

"Qianzhen. ”

Someone is shouting about themselves.

He wiped his eye sockets with the back of his palm.

The man in front of him was sitting on a stone bench with his hands on his knees, his back to him.

He spoke again, his voice hoarse.

But he didn't shout Qianzhen, he shouted.

"Senior brother. ”

It's been a long time since I've heard my senior brother speak to himself in such a tone.

Qianzhen was in a trance for a while.

He came to his senses.

Piece after piece of rune paper, with Shen Yuanjun's opening, moved and fluttered on his back, withdrawing from the flesh and bones, wisps of golden wildfire, burning on the man's shoulder, igniting the rune paper and turning it into a pair of god-like brilliant armor.

Chain mail is armor that locks flesh and skin.

The wildfire-like talismans, the ones that bind the power of Nirvana, are the armor of the mind, and these talismans are difficult to remove and require great patience and concentration.

He smiled and said.

"Senior brother...... Remove my armor for me. ”