Quiescence!

It's very quiet!

The voice stopped, but the afterglow was still there. Wang Zhentun stood opposite Baili Beipo, recalling the silence after dusk many years ago.

Although the gray and dark old building is old, it shows in a trance that it was once powerful and solemn.

On the mottled stone road in the yard, my brother pulled out a thousand pounds!

That day, Wang Zhenwu's cultivation was extremely energetic, although the courtyard was cold, but the majestic Wang family compound did not look lonely because of this desolation, but was full of vicissitudes and changes.

In the main hall, the father who does not eat the fireworks of the world is still high up, watching the grief and ignorance of mankind with cold eyes.

Wang Zhentun looked at everything in front of him, and suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart, he wanted to kneel down and beg his father, tell him what he really thought in his heart, and beg his father to let him go to school.

With mediocre talent, he knew very well that the descendants of the Wang family were all extremely intelligent, and at the age of twelve, they had already entered the hall, and there were few opponents in the cultivation world, but he was the exception, stagnating above the first-order level.

The people of the Wang family were puzzled by this, and they did not hesitate to use the family manpower to risk going to the Tuoba Ancestral Temple and Fusang Eight Islands to find famous teachers, but they still couldn't let him touch the Xuanwu Realm. And he also met friends with the great Confucian Huang Zongxi in his interactions, sympathized with each other, and had already been heart-to-heart, although he could not talk about being frank with each other, but he also smelled like.

A strong core member of a family that has existed for hundreds of years naturally has the ideal of helping the world and has a persistent belief in personal pursuit.

Outside Jincheng Pass, the horse howls the west wind.

Wang Zhentun looked at the background of his brother Wei'an, and was sad.

He has been in the army for hundreds of years since he was verbally rejected by his father.

Hundreds of years of bloody wind and rain, Jincheng Pass between thousands of miles of quicksand has become the first barrier against the northern invasion of the southern barbarians.

The setting sun reflected the entire Gobi in red, and the sky was as quiet as a blue cloth, without a trace of clouds.

Under the sunset, Jinchengguan is dressed in bronze, giving people a kind of majestic and domineering momentum that should be in the trenches of the ages.

As everyone knows, this place was still a broken arm and ruins hundreds of years ago.

The past is with the wind, everything has faded with the passage of time and lost its original color, thinking about sitting with Huang Zongxi and talking about the past, laughing and talking about the ancient and modern wind and moon, how fast!

Now it is, Taichong and the whole clan of 72 people are heroic and righteous, and the reputation of the military Confucianism is difficult;

Galloping on the battlefield, the power leans towards the government and the opposition, the rise of the Wang family again, Wang Zhenwu is a sharp blade out of the sheath, Wang Zhentun is a blunt hammer, there is no edge, but it is more important to the entire Wang family.

The eldest brother, who has been playing with power all the year round, will only come out to lead the group when he is alive and dead, and the heavy responsibility of maintaining the daily rise and fall of this family naturally falls on his shoulders.

Humility is like a valley, goodness is like water, and he has a pure temperament, he has found many strong people for his family over the years, and his status in the court has gradually risen.

He was at ease, and in his twilight years, he was promoted to the second-in-command of the Divine Guard, which was fortunate and sad.

Luckily, the family is lucky!

Sad, meet Tongmu!

You must know that Shence is a royal cronie, and there are nearly a thousand proud sons of heaven within the four seas here, based on the Nanzhao Master Academy, and they will develop and grow, not to mention the deputy commander, even if they become ordinary guards, they can be proud of the world.

However, the composition of the personnel in the Divine Guardian is far more complex than it seems, and can be roughly divided into several types of people.

The first is the emperor's relatives and relatives, which is a community of interests composed of core members of the Dali Duan family, and it is also the most important component of the Shence Tianwei.

The members of the student council of the Mage Academy and the relatives of the Duan family formed the second force of the Divine Guard, and they had more or less felt the emperor's grace before practicing, so naturally their feelings with the Duan family were extraordinary, and the emperor's trust in them could also be seen.

After hundreds of years of development, this team has gradually grown and continued to branch out under the protection of the imperial power, as if it has become a giant tree of power in Dali, second only to the dense branches and leaves of the emperor's relatives, and has a faint tendency to replace it.

Then, there is the imperial court eagle dog, which can be divided into many factions, such as the mixed faction, they are characterized by being a smash hit, and the power is tilted towards the government and the opposition, but like the bright moon and the clear wind, it comes and goes like the wind, and the speed of dumping is as fast as the speed of rising.

For example, the old man of the Long Live Pavilion in the period of the first emperor woke up. This person is only sober when he is drinking, gambling, and visiting the kiln.

Every time he saw the emperor, he said "Long live the emperor", and after that, no matter whether the emperor asked about national affairs, interesting stories about the rivers and lakes, or the settlement of displaced people and military expenditures, he would divert the topic with a sentence Long live the emperor.

This person worships the second assistant of the cabinet, so the hundred officials laughed and called him the elder of the Long Live Pavilion.

After the new emperor ascended the throne, this person became a minister, and it is said that he was destitute later, and before he died, he still muttered long live the emperor.

The second faction is the Immortal Sect, which is active in the Imperial Palace, and is financed by the Emperor's Inner Treasury, which consumes a large amount of pills, Yuan Stones, and Magic Crystals every year to support a large number of cultivators. This type of person is characterized by eating all day long in times of peace and fleeing in times of difficulty.

A hundred years ago, the war was imminent, because these people ran the fastest, the north gate of Yang Cheng City was lost, and the losses were heavy, if it were not for the little eunuch Zhang Fengfu of the imperial horse supervisor to turn the tide and fight to the death, the consequences would be unimaginable.

However, after the war of Dali, the guard prison was set up to arrest the cultivators who had absconded that year.

The third faction is the ruthless faction, which was personally selected by the emperor from an early age and cultivated into a dead soldier.

These people swore allegiance to Wutong very early, and along the way, bloody and bloody, those who could survive were all talents who were one in a million. The backgrounds of these people are very complicated, there are the sin blood that came out of the Night Court, there are down-and-out orphans with rare talents, and even humanoid demon beasts scattered around the periphery of a large mountain range.

It is worth mentioning that the Immortal Sect imprisoned in the Guards Prison was completed by the assassin killers composed of these children, and the ruthless faction was also greatly damaged in this pursuit, and rarely appeared in public since then.

The last category is the kings with different surnames that the emperor fears the most, and obviously, the Wang family belongs to this category.

There are many characteristics of such people, but the most concise summary is that the emperor needs these people, and the emperor fears these people.

The reason is simple, need because it is useful, fear because it is too useful.

Right now, the bewitching boy riding the black pig is playing some game with the little girl riding the turtle.

The gray-clothed old man on his side stared at the sky, as if he had infinite tenderness!

Golden eyes sparkle in them!

Behind him are the black and white impermanence with a food box and an unlucky face.

After that, it was the ghost monarch Taozhi and a group of ghost generals who were lying on top of the earth dragon with a vegetable.

The crowds are crowded, the mountains are roaring and the tsunami is so lively.

He looked closely and found that there were swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, boring sticks, and mallets in the opposing camp.

But compared to this, the orange cactus that Huangquan Poppy carried on his shoulder, which was thicker than his body, looked even more hideous against the background of the setting sun.

In the face of Baili Beibei's ridicule, the scene was still silent and there was no sound at all, including the ten elders who had already become famous all over the world.

"Come out and mix, sooner or later you have to pay it back, I knew that I was resolute at the beginning, maybe I read the book almost now. Wang Zhentun sighed and thought secretly.

Tong Mu was a little tired, tried to raise his drooping eyelids a little higher, and said lazily: "Everyone, what do you think, there are so many second-rate masters, who will come first!"

Silence!

No one wants to strike in front of this terrible old man, not even against a fledgling imp.

"Come from the knife, go from the fire, it's hard to get to such an old age, I don't want to be old, but my brother was hammered to death by a nameless ghost, and finally cultivated a Wang Yi, and also fell into the devil, the Wang family's foundation for hundreds of years, was made by me in a miasma, and in the end I still failed to support the building in the general!"

The old general walked slowly in the wind, and the golden armor was fierce and outstanding.

Along the way, it was full of pathos, no one knew what Wang Zhentun was thinking at this moment, and no one knew that he was like water at the moment.

Wealth and honor are fleeting, and the Wang family should die standing and dying.

"Tunben Rushenger, by chance, Jin Ge Iron Horse, swallowing thousands of miles. What is the identity of Youyou, sneering and putting it away, the dream is broken, and the moon is bright at the end of the world. Shence is 100,000 pines long, Jincheng is cold, and it is difficult to return to the pen research room. Nanban snow, bitter circles. ”

"Don't worry about having no confidant! Huang Taichong, deep gratitude, life and death mentor and friend! The pen walks the dragon and snake immortals, prefers to dominate the world, the scenery is exhausted, and now he is going to die, lest he mistake his companion in court. The ghost gate is closed, the heroes cherish each other, they will never lose each other, and it is difficult to see each other!"

The mountains of the golden wisp song recalled, and everyone of the ghost clan who listened looked at each other.

Tong Mu was expressionless and walked forward slowly, and everyone could not find the good or bad from his expression, and they could see the honor and disgrace......

After Wang Zhentun saw the other party's expression, he clenched the Chaos Hammer in his hand, but at that moment!

He had a strange feeling, for the first time in his life, he wanted to kneel, under the young man in front of him.

Maybe it's because the sunset is too beautiful, maybe it's because the breeze is too pleasant.

He raised his head with difficulty, and saw a terrifying sword light flying and flashing, like a meteor in the sky, short and beautiful.

Everywhere the sword flashed, the giant hammer that had followed him for a hundred years was broken in two, only to hear a loud sound, and then the wind was light.

He looked up and saw that the knife had arrived, and his neck was slightly cold.

My brother was right, I was just a coward all along.

What kind of knife is that?

Why is it so fast?

Why is it so cold!

"Why don't you kill me?" asked the old man in surprise.

"Does my knife scare you?" the boy chuckled.

"No!" the old man whispered.

"Then why should I kill you, I prefer the soul trembling under the knife. The boy put away his knife and turned away.

"The warrior is not afraid of death, the courage of the horseman, the wise man knows death and calmly goes to death, great wisdom and bravery! Old man, you are born to die, I appreciate you, mix with me in the future, I will teach you to read and write! What bullshit is written!"

Tong Mu waved his hand, and in the afterglow of the setting sun, he walked forward.

"Your knife is good!" the old man said with a stunned look at the young man.

He suddenly sneered.

"Created by Gu Su Bajiu, destroying the heavens and the Jedi, leaving no one behind, except for not killing this person who is exhausted!"

Kirimaki returned to the ghost clan lineup, turned around, solemn.

"Old and young, women and children, all will be killed, no evil will be eliminated, and no future troubles will be left!"

"Two hours have passed...... "The corners of the ghost's mouth are full of snacks, and he said stupidly.

"Then you still eat! Eat again! Shoot them with your-yellow thing!"

"That's orange!"

"yellow!"

"Orange!"

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