The air in the Celestial Empire today is somewhat humid.

But there are many explanations for dampness, it can be said that the air is humid, or it can be said that the mood is humid.

For example, someone is upset at this time.

Zhou Xing sat in the main hall where Zhou Tu was before, looking at the many twists and turns in front of him, and there was the teacup on his table, and the soldier talisman was placed in the teacup.

The guards next to him looked nervously at His Majesty the Emperor, as if waiting for him to give an order.

"He's gone?"

This he was referring to the horse weightlift.

The guard next to him nodded in acquiescence.

Zhou Xing picked up the talisman in the teacup, which was also mixed with the incomparable fragrance of Longjing tea.

He looked at the guard and whispered, "Since you're gone, don't let him out of the Celestial Empire." ”

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Ma Chongju was on his way back to his mansion, and he was still some distance from his home. His brain was a little hot, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

A gust of wind blew on his face, which seemed to make him dissipate most of the heat in an instant, and then he suddenly figured out that his strength was not actually that talisman.

He has the strength to lead thousands of troops, and he doesn't rely on that talisman.

That is to say, no matter whether there is that talisman or not, he is still a general, as long as he is on the day of the Great Monday, the Great Zhou can be free from chaos for a day.

He came to his senses and stopped his journey home.

He immediately turned his head, this time the target was to go to the military camp outside the Celestial Empire, and when he got there, whether he had a military talisman or not, it was his own world.

He turned around on the long street, but suddenly found that there was no longer a pedestrian here.

Ma Chongju stood on the long street and was slightly stunned, and then he seemed to understand something.

A bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"If I hadn't turned back, would I have died?"

At the end of the long street came out two teams, led by a young man, the young man was not only a little nervous in the face of the experienced veteran in front of him, but because of the large number of people, he mustered up courage.

"The emperor said that as long as you personally hand over the talisman, you are useless, and he also said that people like you always have a slower brain than him, if he were you, he would be directly opposite on the top of the hall just now. ”

Ma Chongju was silent, he didn't expect this Zhou Xing to see himself so clearly.

He suddenly began to miss the fragrance of the second cup of Longjing tea in Chaoyang Palace just now.

"What's your name?"

The young man was a little flustered, and then replied hesitantly, "The surname is Li." Mu Zi Li, Li Fengliang ......"

A smile appeared on the corner of Ma Chongju's mouth, this smile was there when he faced Qin's thousands of troops when he was crusading against the tyrannical Qin with the first emperor of the Great Zhou, and when he followed Zhou Tu as a vanguard general to the battlefield on the border of the Great Zhou, he also had it at this time.

"Then, Li Fengliang ......"

"Do you think you killed me?"

Ma said with a smile, reaching out and grasping the long sword at his waist.

Li Fengliang didn't think about how to answer this sentence, it was His Majesty the Emperor who asked him to kill the horse again, so he came, and he didn't think about killing or not killing, he just made extremely detailed and careful arrangements.

He didn't draw his sword, because he didn't know how to answer, so he didn't answer, and he didn't give the general any chance.

A slightly immature look of panic appeared on the young man's face.

Li Fengliang looked at the sergeants on the left and right, and then gently ordered, "Release the arrow." ”

Ma Chongju was still standing in place, he originally thought that he had been in and out of the battlefield for all these years, and he should always have some resistance in the face of these young sergeants.

But he didn't expect that none of the people behind Li Fengliang drew their swords.

They directly chose the seemingly clumsy but most secure method to kill him.

The rain of arrows had arrived, like the one they had besieged in front of the Imperial City that day.

Only this time, there was no cyan flame appearing, and there was no Li Shishi's appearance, because the only two earth talismans in the world had already been used.

He was hit by an arrow......

Two arrows......

Three Arrows......

Then he fell in a rain of arrows.

He thought of his wife and children in the palace, and of his father and mother, and of his children.

Li Fengliang thought about what the emperor had told him before, his voice was a little stiff, but it was extremely clear to hear through the rain of swords.

"His Majesty the Emperor said that the general's family will be buried with a state ceremony!"

Ma Chongju opened his mouth, and before he died, the last light he saw was the fire that rose to the sky—the fire of the General's Mansion in the distance!

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Zhou Xing did not go to see the corpse of Ma Chongju.

He found that the young man in front of him was doing well, he liked obedient people very much, and he said to Li Fengliang, "You will be responsible for the opening ceremony of the Tianxin Tower tomorrow." ”

Li Fengliang nodded, thanked the emperor for his holy decree and retired from the hall.

He had never thought of any intrigues, and his mother had told him that he had to talk less and ask more questions in the court.

He left the summer resort and prepared to return to his home.

But on the way, he meets a fortune teller.

The fortune teller was in a hurry, and he hurried out of the city. He inadvertently bumped into Li Fengliang.

Li Fengliang was extremely polite.

He apologized to the fortune teller in earnest.

The fortune teller's eyes fell on the young man, and he suddenly became a little curious, and the fortune teller said.

"You're a general. ”

Li Fengliang only thought he was talking nonsense, but the fortune teller looked at the sword in his waist and shook his head.

"You are also extremely suitable for cultivation. ”

Li Fengliang said respectfully, "I only want to live under the protection of this Great Zhou with my old mother, and I don't want to cultivate." ”

He knew what happened to those cultivators of the three major sects.

He rejected the fortune teller and turned to leave.

The fortune teller took out a book from his bosom and stuffed it into his hand, "It can save your life in the future." ”

Li Fengliang was slightly stunned, but the fortune teller turned his head and swaggered away.

He looked at the book in his hand, and there were four words written on it, "Feng Xiao Sword Technique." ”

He turned the page, and the first page on it was written with extremely mysterious words, about how to dispel Dan and how to feel the spiritual power of heaven and earth.

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Li Fengliang returned home, said hello to his mother, and returned to his house.

He turned the first page of the book.

What may seem like a complex text to others is very simple.

Li Fengliang followed the words in the book with some curiosity and began to comprehend spiritual power, he didn't want to become a cultivator, but at this time, curiosity had driven him to do so.

He sat down steadily, and then silently recited the mantra in the book.

After a few moments, he opened his eyes, just bored.

He didn't find it interesting, so he turned to the second page, then closed his eyes again, and after a while, his eyes opened again, and he turned to the third page.

In his dantian, there was a faint breath.

He's getting sick.

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