The ruling center of the Lingwu Dynasty - Wudu!

As the capital of the Lingwu Dynasty, the prosperity of Wudu is no less than that of Jingdu, the ruling center of the Dajing Dynasty!

Different from the construction of other cities is a boxy plan, the whole Wudu is hexagonal shape, falling on the endless plain, covering an extremely vast area, the city is densely packed with large and small buildings, roads, etc. seem to be staggered and horizontal, but they are all planned and constructed, the long avenue extending from the six city gates, connecting the other places of the Lingwu Dynasty and the communication of the ruling center Wudu, looking down from the air, like a huge formation. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In fact, the entire Wudu is completely built according to an ancient formation, and the seemingly chaotic layout of the Wudu constitutes the most mysterious formation. The hexagonal shape of the city forms six gates for it, which also forms six array eyes. Although the six gates are far apart, they can look at each other from a distance, forming a chain of defenses, and if one side is attacked, the remaining five sides can also support at any time.

If a cultivator with a strong cultivation comes to invade, the formation of the entire martial capital will be activated, forming a defensive city, even if a strong person from the divine realm comes to attack, it will not take any advantage at all. If you want to break the formation city of Wudu, you must break through the six formation eyes at the same time, so that it can no longer form a chain defense, and in this way, the defense of the entire Wudu will be vulnerable!

However, it is not easy to break through the six formations at the same time, within the Wudu, there are countless spiritual cultivation powerhouses enshrined in the Lingwu Dynasty, among them, the lowest cultivation of the defenders guarding the six city gate formations is also the cultivation of the intermediate Yue Ling Realm, and one of them has already reached the peak of the advanced Yue Ling Realm, and his strength is unfathomable. These six spiritual cultivators are only a small part of the Lingwu Dynasty in everyone's sight, and the spiritual cultivators in the Lingwu Royal Family Worship Hall are not only these six people, or the cultivation of these six people is not enough to enter the royal worship hall.

It is rumored that in the worship hall of the Lingwu Dynasty, there are more than a dozen high-level cultivators at the peak of the Yue Ling Realm, and there are even strong people in the Divine Realm, I don't know if the news is true! Although it is just a rumor, I don't know whether it is true or not, but it is enough to prove the strength of the Lingwu Dynasty! The Lingwu Dynasty can fight with the vast Dajing Dynasty for so long, and even have signs of transcendence, it is impossible without a little background.

Although the war broke out between the Lingwu and Dajing dynasties, but unlike the depression of Jingdu at this time, Wudu is still very lively, all kinds of people come and go, all kinds of voices are endless, there is no so-called war tension, except for the soldiers who are constantly patrolling the streets, it is not at all obvious that the Lingwu Dynasty is during the war.

Wudu as the ruling center of the Lingwu Dynasty, this is not only the place where most of the dignitaries of the Lingwu Dynasty are located, but also the place where the Lingwu royal family is located.

The Imperial Palace, as the absolute political power of the Lingwu Dynasty, was located in the most central area of the Wudu. The magnificent building sits like a behemoth, exuding an imperial domineering atmosphere all the time, and the guards who constantly patrol back and forth day and night add a bit of mystery to this palace.

At this time, it was noon, at the gate of the palace, a team of guards ran out of the palace with weapons in hand, and stood in a strict array on both sides of the gate, and the entrance of the city tower was covered with dense soldiers who were already ready to fly.

With such a battle, the surrounding streets became quiet, and many people stopped to watch what the situation was!

About half an hour later, in the palace, first rows of attendants walked out of the door neatly and slowly, looking from a distance, there were at least hundreds of people, and then, a flying cloud carriage with yellow decorations appeared in everyone's sight. Finally, under the curious gaze of everyone, the flying cloud carriage stopped at the city gate. A female attendant quickly stepped forward to lift the curtains of the car, while a male attendant knelt down next to the Feiyun carriage. The first thing that caught everyone's eyes was a pair of white and flawless slender jade hands, gently pulling up the curtain, followed by a beautiful face like a country and a city, appearing in everyone's sight, a long black hair coiled up layer by layer, wearing a white hosta to stare at the three thousand green silk, on the top of the head, several colored ribbons danced in the wind, and a gorgeous white long skirt perfectly set off the good figure...

"What a beautiful woman, who is that?"

"It's beautiful..."

“……”

Just as the woman's jade foot stepped lightly on the back of the male attendant, it caused a disturbance in the crowd, and while praising the woman's beautiful appearance, they also guessed who the woman was. To be able to put up such a luxurious battle at the gate of the palace is either rich or expensive!

"That's... Princess Molan!" I don't know who in the crowd who stopped to watch shouted, and the crowd was like an explosion, and everyone once again focused their attention on the woman!

"Someone seems she's waiting for?"

"Wouldn't it? What big man could make a dignified royal princess deign to wait?"

“……”

Looking at the beautiful eyes of Mo Lan, who exuded a trace of dignity, looking forward quietly, many people in the crowd speculated.

"Is it her?" In the crowd, a young man wearing a black cloak and holding a black black iron rod said with some surprise: "I didn't expect that she turned out to be the princess of the Lingwu Dynasty." ”

The beautiful woman in front of her with a bit of dignity, as everyone guessed, was the princess of the Lingwu Dynasty, the youngest of the Lingwu Dynasty, and also his most beloved princess. King Lingwu has a total of eleven sons and nine daughters, and the one in front of him is his youngest daughter, Mo Lan!

In front of Molan lives in the palace all the year round, rarely appears in the public eye, except for the annual sacrificial ceremonies and some important festivals will follow the Lingwu King out of the palace, the rest of the time is all to stay in the palace, Molan is talented, not only the court etiquette, music, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are proficient, but also in the cultivation of the spirit is far beyond ordinary people, its age is sixteen, according to legend, its cultivation is even more appalling to reach the realm of the three-grade spirit realm, plus there are many strong people in the palace, there are definitely a lot of things that can be taught to her, the battle that broke out will definitely not only have the due combat effectiveness of the three-grade spirit realm, it is the most outstanding among the nine daughters of the Lingwu King。 If she wasn't a daughter, King Lingwu would even consider handing over the Lingwu Dynasty to her, but it's a pity that Molan, as a princess, would not have the throne of the Lingwu Dynasty!

After Mo Lan stopped and waited for nearly an hour, on the street that stretched out from the palace gate, another richly decorated Feiyun carriage slowly came towards the main gate of the palace under the protection of a group of guards.

Seeing this, a flash of anger appeared in Na Molan's calm eyes, but soon he regained his calm, revealing a slight smile, at that moment, time seemed to stand still, as if only Na Molan's smile was left, and many men secretly swallowed their saliva...

"What a disaster for the country and the people," muttered the young man in the crowd with a black black iron rod.

As the richly decorated Feiyun carriage got closer and closer, everyone looked to see who could make the princess of the Lingwu Dynasty wait for nearly an hour.

Finally, under the scattered protection of a group of guards, the other four people riding Feiyun horses on both sides of the Feiyun carriage also stopped, among these four people, three were middle-aged men who were about forty years old, exuding a decisive thunderous aura from all over their bodies, thinking that they should be from the army. The other is a thin old man with white hair, his eyes are slightly narrowed, but he does not hide his sharpness, there is no breath fluctuation on his body, and he is dressed in a gray robe, like a dead man!

"Prince, it's here. Beside the Feiyun carriage, one of the middle-aged men walked up to the curtain of the carriage and said respectfully.

After a while, a hand reached out from the car to block the curtain, and the person in the car slowly walked out of it with his head bowed slightly. A handsome and elegant young face appeared in front of everyone, wearing a light cyan robe, giving people a sense of scholarly anger in front of them, holding a folding fan in his fair and slender hands, and wearing a piece of fine cold jade around his waist, which added a bit of dignity and elegance to it.

Mo Lan looked at the young man who was slowly stepping down from the Feiyun carriage, and walked towards him with a smile on his face.

"Oh, there's a great beauty here. It's just that as soon as the young man opened his mouth, he looked a little cynical, looking like a flowery boy: "I wonder if this young lady is free tonight, can you have dinner with Prince Ben?"

The young man in front of him did not have the upbringing that a prince should have, and he was like an idle prodigal son who had nothing to do, and as soon as they met, he opened his mouth to tease the princess Molan.

"Presumptuous!" The guards beside Mo Lan immediately shouted: "This is the princess of my dynasty, how can you be lightly spoken!"

"Oh, it turned out to be a princess, I didn't want to come to make your Lingwu, but I didn't expect to meet such a beauty as soon as I came, it seems that this prince is blessed tonight." The young man looked at Mo Lan with a greedy look in his eyes, and his tone did not hide his naked nature.

"Commander Lin, don't be rude. Mo Lan interrupted loudly: "How can I say that people are also guests, I can't make people think that my Lingwu Dynasty doesn't know how to be hospitable." ”

"Yes, Princess. Under Molan's persuasion, Commander Lin stepped aside, but his eyes were fixed on the young man.

"Everyone, please move to the inner palace for a short rest, and my father will summon you in the council hall later, please!" Although she was extremely disgusted with the conversation of the young man in front of her in her heart, Mo Lan, as a royal princess, naturally couldn't lose her manners, and still said slowly with a smile.

"I wonder if the princess will sit with her?" said the young man again lightly.

"If the prince needs it, I can arrange singing and dancing in the inner palace, and as for me, please forgive me for not being able to accompany me. Mo Lan Mei stared at the young man and said slowly in a calm tone.

"It's a pity," the young man shook his head lightly, playing with the folding fan in his hand, "Then wait until the prince is done with the business at hand, and then go and talk to the princess." ”

"Everyone, please!" Mo Lan moved slightly and saluted everyone.

Escorted by everyone, the young man finally stepped into the Flying Cloud Carriage again and drove into the palace. After the young man left, Na Molan's beautiful face, which had always been smiling, showed a ghostly smile.

"Princess, the crown prince of a fifth-rank dynasty, why did you let go of your identity so much and let her speak lightly?" said the Lin Commander beside Mo Lan in a dissatisfied tone. As a fourth-class dynasty in their Lingwu Dynasty, they allowed a small fifth-rank prince to speak lightly as a member of the royal family, and I am afraid that it would be a loss of face for the Lingwu Dynasty to say it.

"Why should Commander Lin be angry with a man who is about to die. Mo Lan turned her head to look at the Feiyun carriage that was far away in the palace and said lightly: "Do you think that with the character of your father, the emperor will compromise so easily? Although the Yunfeng Dynasty sent a prince on this trip, it will still be in vain!"

"Let's go, go back to the palace!"

"Yes, princess!" Commander Lin nodded in response.

"Uh...?" Mo Lan was just about to step on the Feiyun carriage, as if she felt something, and couldn't help but look sideways at the crowd. However, after exploring the crowd, he didn't find anything unusual, and his expectant expression became lost.

"Could it be him? But how could he be here? Mo Lan said helplessly in her heart. After a pause, he finally turned around and walked into the car, and when the curtain was slowly lowered, Mo Lanmei's eyes were fierce, because a young man with a black black iron rod was standing in the corner of the city wall and watching him.

"Who the hell is that person, how dare you speak so lightly, Princess Molan?"

"It seems that that person is not small, otherwise Princess Molan would not have deigned to wait so long, and let his words be light. ”

“……”

Rows of guards also slowly walked into the palace with Mo Lan's Feiyun carriage, leaving only everyone who was still talking at the gate of the imperial city...

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