"Holding a three-foot mountain and river, the Eight Wilderness Family Mu is educated. ”

Ling Xuan muttered on the bed, although he had to stay in bed to cultivate and couldn't walk around on the ground, this did not prevent him from comprehending the sword momentum, and Ling Yang sent the golden book of sword dao in the hope that Ling Xuan would realize the sword momentum as soon as possible.

"Back then, Ling Hua was just a young city lord among the thousands of cities in the Chinese realm, but he dared to confront the realm lord Mo Wuxian at that time, what was his state of mind?"

Ling Xuan had experienced that great battle 100,000 years ago, and his starting point was a little higher than others, making it easier for him to comprehend Ling Yang's imperial sword momentum.

Ling Xuan closed his eyes and recalled the battle he had seen at the beginning, in the later stage of the war, Ling Hua personally took action and fought with Mo Wuxian, and gradually Ling Xuan's body exuded a fierce but noble and domineering aura.

Gradually, this aura became stronger and stronger, and in his memory, Ling Hua was holding the Chixiao Sword, and within a thousand zhang of his body, countless sword lights appeared, faintly pointing at Mo Wuxian.

"Mo Wuxian, if you can catch this sword, then I will immediately kill myself in front of the two armies. ”

Ling Hua swung out a sword, and thousands of sword lights followed, forming a terrifying storm of sword qi, and the heavens and the earth were discolored, and Mo Wuxian tried his best to block it, but it was still bloodstained with the Chixiao Sword.

"I see. ”

Ling Xuan opened his eyes, and the fierce but noble and domineering aura on his body was like a river that had burst its embankment, emanating from it, but the strange thing was that this aura only existed in the Holy Yang Palace, and could not diffuse it.

"Xuan'er, I didn't expect you to comprehend the sword momentum so quickly, how about it?

Ling Yang walked in with a big smile, and at the same time he was a little jealous of his son in his heart, you must know that when he came out of the day-chasing sword and comprehended the sword momentum for two days, he was shocked by the three sects and nine kingdoms, and was known as an immortal genius.

However, Ling Xuan had comprehended the sword momentum in less than a day after he came out, but he didn't know that Ling Xuan had witnessed the great battle 100,000 years ago with his own eyes, which was equivalent to using Ling Hua as a teacher and letting him teach him personally. Only then did he comprehend the sword momentum in a short period of time.

"See your father's father. Ling Xuan made a gesture and remembered to salute his father.

"Okay, your spirit has been hit by the sword intent, and your body has also been injured, so you should rest well in bed. Ling Yang smiled and stepped forward and waved his hand, allowing Ling Xuan to continue lying on the bed.

"Father, those four sentences of sword poetry have all persevered. Ling Xuan also took advantage of the situation and lay down again, he was now weak, and he didn't want to move at all.

"Okay!" Ling Yang said excitedly, "Xuan'er, you really didn't disappoint your father. ”

"When the ancestors are worshiped at the end of the year, my father and Ling Feng will exchange the upper and lower parts of the "Eight Desolations and Liuhe Returning to the Yuan Xuangong", and then the exercises will be gathered and handed over to you for cultivation. ”

The imperial capital of the Ling Kingdom was once the divine capital of the Shenghua Divine Dynasty, and the temple of the Ling clan was naturally also in the imperial capital, so every year the Ling clan of the Imperial Pavilion would come to continue to worship their ancestors. And Ling Feng is the contemporary Emperor Pavilion Master.

"Father, in fact, I don't need to cultivate the Eight Desolations and Six Harmony Returning to the Yuan Xuangong" Ling Xuan frowned slightly, shook his head and said.

"Why? That's a practice handed down by our ancestors. ”

Ling Yang frowned, the majesty of the emperor emanated, although he doted on his son, but he would not let his temperament come to him.

Although facing the majesty of the emperor, Ling Xuan struggled to sit up from the bed, he knew that if he couldn't give Ling Yang a satisfactory answer, he was afraid that he would really have to cultivate the Eight Desolations and Liuhe Returning to the Yuan Xuangong.

"First, in the past 10,000 years, our clan has never collected all the exercises, and now the rash exchange of two exercises is not suspicious. Ling Xuan's voice was neither humble nor arrogant in the Shengyang Palace.

"Go on. ”

Ling Yang's brows furrowed even deeper, in fact, in ten thousand years, Ling Guo and the Emperor Pavilion also had the idea of combining the two exercises into one, but they were forced by the double pressure of the outside world and the inside, and they failed every time.

Although he said that when he waited for the year to worship his ancestors, he exchanged exercises with Ling Feng, but he was not completely sure.

"Second, when Ri'er Chen awakened the Divine Dragon bloodline, he suddenly had an extra exercise in his memory. ”

"What? really?" Ling Yang looked surprised, and then said to himself, "Could it be the bloodline inheritance of the Divine Ancestor?"

"Of course it's fake!"

Ling Xuan silently complained in his heart, Ling Xuan did have one more exercise in his memory, but it was not when he awakened the Divine Dragon bloodline, but since he was born, he already had this exercise in his memory.

At that time, Ling Xuan's soul was weak and his spirit was not good, and in order to read the exercises, he was often drowsy, causing Ling Yang to think that there was something wrong with his son, so he checked ancient books overnight and visited famous doctors, but fortunately Ling Xuan finished reading the exercises in time, otherwise Ling Yang would have prepared to take Ling Xuan to the Dragon Domain.

This exercise is called "Jiuding Open Heaven Technique", and according to his memory, he said: This exercise can produce a world in the body when cultivated to the extreme, which is definitely much stronger than Ling Hua's exercise.

"Since you already have the exercises, then you don't need to practice the exercises of the royal family. Ling Yang came back to his senses and said, "However, you must remember that you must never reveal this exercise to anyone, not even me. ”

Then Ling Yang left the Shengyang Palace, leaving Ling Xuan with an elixir to restore his spirit and physical strength,

Ling Xuan came out of the Shengyang Palace with a happy face, this was something that should not happen to the emperor, because he had already thought of how to solve the things that were haunting him.

That is the Metropolitan Protectorate that Ling Xuan mentioned before, in fact, the establishment of the Metropolitan Protectorate has been drawn up, and the officials have been selected, so they can only use their next holy decree, but the candidate for the Metropolitan Protector has not yet been determined.

Today's royal princes are either ambitious and want to win the imperial power, or they are mediocre and achieve nothing, which is really not a good choice.

However, now in Ling Yang's heart, there is already the best candidate for Du Hu.

......

"I wonder how it will help my cultivation?"

Ling Xuan closed his eyes, his mind sinking into darkness. And in this darkness there is a palace with great momentum, among which there is a simple and heavy three-legged bronze tripod, on which a large number of mountains and rivers are engraved.

"Yuzhou Ding, I hope that the Shengyang Essence in you can increase my cultivation speed. ”

Ling Xuan's figure appeared in front of the bronze tripod, this was not his original physical body, but an energy body composed of the special power in this palace, similar to the Yuan Qi clone of the Xuan Realm.

Yes, this is the Yuzhou Ding in the Imperial Tomb's Underground Palace, when the Imperial Tomb suffered an earthquake and collapsed, he somehow took Ling Xuan's soul and reincarnated in the Chinese realm, while he was hidden in Ling Xuan's heart.

And the essence of Shengyang, according to Ling Xuan's memory, is a crystal produced by Yuzhou Ding that contains extremely rich heaven and earth vitality, since Ling Xuan was named King Xuan, there are 1,000 pieces of output every day.

Ling Xuan has accumulated more than two million pieces of Shengyang essence in the six years since he was crowned a prince, and he has only given some to Yuhan and Cao Huachun in the past two years, but the remaining amount is still huge, which is also where his confidence in establishing Jinyiwei lies.

With Ling Yang's current cultivation, his daily cultivation can only absorb a maximum of twenty pieces of Shengyang Essence, and no matter how much he does, it will be useless, but as his cultivation increases day by day, the absorption of Shengyang Essence will also increase.

Just like Yu Han, with his cultivation in the Xuan Realm, she now consumes two hundred pieces of Shengyang Essence every day, which is also an important reason why her cultivation can catch up with Ouyang Yi. And the consumption of Cao Huachun's military realm reached four hundred.

Ling Xuan took out twenty pieces of Shengyang Essence from the palace and took them to the outside world to prepare to impact the meridians.

Although you have to comprehend the divine power to cultivate, Ling Yang told Ling Xuan that the impact on the meridians cannot rely entirely on divine power, divine power is the power that only the gods can grasp and bear, and people can't bear it at all.

Ling Xuan sat down cross-legged, took a piece of Shengyang Essence in each hand, and at the same time attracted the divine power between heaven and earth, and began to impact the Ren vein in the eight veins.

One word.

Pain.

Two words.

It hurts a lot.

Hey, this seems to be three words, no matter what, Ling Xuan had never experienced such pain in his previous life, the meridians of his whole body seemed to be torn, and Ling Xuan's body trembled with pain.

But Ling Xuan gritted his teeth and insisted, he understood that if he couldn't successfully break through the meridians the first time, then the difficulty and pain of impacting the meridians in the future would be a thousand times times that of today.

Smack... Smack...

Sweat kept falling, Ling Xuan was still gritting his teeth and insisting,

"Only ...... are left The last two inches. ”

Be sure to succeed!

"Ah......h

The last two pieces of Shengyang essence in Ling Xuan's hands turned into powder and gradually dissipated, and at this time-

"Boom!"

A loud bang came from Ling Xuan's body, and he collapsed weakly on the bed.

The pain in his body gradually disappeared, replaced by a stream of heat, and Ling Xuan knew that this was the remnant of Shengyang Essence, helping him to warm up his meridians.

An unprecedented comfort surrounded Ling Xuan, making him drowsy, but Ling Xuan struggled and sat cross-legged reluctantly, attracting the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi to channel the meridians.

Although the Ren pulse has been broken away just now, most of the impurities are still entrenched on the Ren pulse, and if you don't use the vitality to channel it as soon as possible, the Ren pulse will be blocked again. Everything you did today was in vain.

Six hours later

"It stinks!" Ling Xuan smelled the smell emanating from his body and frowned slightly, "Yuhan, prepare hot water, this king wants to bathe." ”

"Yes, Your Highness. Yuhan answered outside.

Soon.

The bath bucket was filled with hot water, and Ling Xuan waved his hand to let people go down, after all, he was now smelly, which really affected his image, and he was also a face-saving person.

After everyone went down, Ling Xuan took off his clothes and lay down in the bathtub, letting his tense nerves be greatly relaxed, and finally he couldn't hold on anymore and fell asleep deeply.

......

Following

Several holy decrees came out of the Jiuhua Palace.

"There have been several rebellions in the northern frontier, but due to the lack of communication with the culture and customs of the Ling State, I have set up the Northern Xinjiang Protectorate today, commanded the northern Xinjiang army, and assisted the state pastor in managing all matters in the three counties of northern Xinjiang. ”

"Wu Yi, a guerrilla general in the Northern Xinjiang War, made outstanding meritorious contributions, and was specially promoted to the deputy protector of the Northern Xinjiang Metropolitan Protectorate. ”

"Wang Lingxuan, studious and humble, talented and intelligent, was specially promoted to the protector of the capital of northern Xinjiang, from the second grade. ”

The first two holy decrees, the people did not react much, but took it for granted, there were several rebellions in northern Xinjiang, and of course the imperial court had to find a way to solve it.

It is understandable that Wu Yi has reached the Ripping Soil Realm to seal the marquis, but now he has just entered the Ripping Soil Realm, and he is only a townsman.

However, Ling Xuan, a six-year-old child, was still above Wu Yi in his official position, and the people were in an uproar.

"How could Your Majesty let a child serve as a second-class child, it is simply a big mistake in the world. ”

In a mansion in the imperial capital, a young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes said to the middle-aged man in front of him with a disgruntled face.

"Father, Your Majesty actually let Ling Xuan's kid serve as the Grand Protector, but you can only be the Deputy Protector, the Holy Lord is simply-"

"You mean to say that Your Majesty is mediocre?" said the middle-aged man who exuded iron-blooded murderous intent. "Now that the family is powerful, even the royal family has to compromise, if King Xuan is not allowed to take the main position, those families will never agree to the establishment of the capital protection mansion. ”

"But, father—" The boy wanted to say something.

"Okay," the middle-aged man interrupted him, and his tone was stern: "You have to keep in mind that the only thing we can rely on is the royal family." And the royal family will never have a negative cold. ”

......

Not to mention the outside world's opinion of Ling Xuan, Ling Xuan felt very good now, because he found that since he received the holy decree to make himself the protector of the capital, the output of Shengyang Essence had risen from one thousand yuan per day to two thousand yuan per day.

Originally, Ling Xuan was still worried about the resources of Jinyiwei, and wanted to spread Jinyiwei all over the country, but only two million pieces of Shengyang essence was not enough. However, the output has now increased to 2,000 yuan, which at least relieves some of the pressure.

"Could it be that the output of Shengyang Essence has something to do with my official title?" Ling Hua looked at Yuzhou Ding suspiciously in that palace.