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After a cup of tea!

"Damn, have you practiced some kind of horizontal kung fu? It's harder than an iron lump! ”

"I want to bite you, but I can't do it!"

"Why do you practice kung fu so well, don't you feel troublesome?"

No matter how Xiao Yu bit it, he didn't leave even a tooth mark on Ming Xiaoyang's body, and Xiao Yu finally gave up helplessly.

Standing aside, walking back and forth, and constantly breaking thoughts.

"Hehehe." Ming Xiaoyang moved up and down, his bones rattled, and when he heard Xiao Yu say this, he couldn't help but smile, "Then you also work hard and practice the heavenly book I taught you." ”

"That's right." Halfway through his words, Ming Xiaoyang felt a little strange again, "Didn't I also teach you the Book of Heaven?" ”

"Why haven't you improved much in your kung fu?"

"Yes, I did." Xiao Yu didn't have a good breath and said, "But your book of heaven is too obscure, and I can't study anything famous for the time being." ”

The concept of the Book of Heaven is lofty and the artistic conception is profound, even if it is a person in the cultivation realm, without decades, he will not be able to comprehend the profound mana.

Xiao Yu is certainly good at martial arts, but her martial arts, among the women, have always been considered lowly, and naturally she can't practice the essence.

For Ming Xiaoyang, it is already a reincarnation, but for Xiaoyu, it has not been a few years.

"Yes." Ming Xiaoyang thought about it for a while, and then figured out the level in it, and agreed with the jaw head.

"You haven't said yet, why do you have time to come to me today?" Xiao Yu calmed down and asked Ming Xiaoyang.

"Our Second Majesty, aren't there a group of wives and concubines around you, countless of them? Why do you have time to see me, a yellow-haired girl? ”

"You're really jealous." Ming Xiaoyang reached out, hugged Xiao Yu in his arms, lowered his head, and kissed lightly on his smooth forehead.

Xiao Yu wanted to struggle, but he kissed him, his delicate body was weak, and he could barely stand up.

"Hehe, what I'm here for, you'll know soon." In the evil laughter, Ming Xiaoyang picked up Xiao Yu and walked towards the bedroom.

Hugged by him, Xiao Yu already had a premonition of what would happen next, his long eyelashes trembled, and he subconsciously closed his eyes.

It's all a matter of course!

………………

There are dozens of women in the harem, and everyone can see that Ming Xiaoyang has a lot of things to worry about during this time.

But since he didn't want to say it, the others didn't dare to ask rashly.

This man seems to be giggling, not right, cynical, but in fact, the city is very deep and delicate.

If he doesn't want to say it himself, then no one wants to get a word out of his mouth.

The bright sunlight once again sprinkled on the heavens and the earth, illuminating the entire palace, and a new day began again.

Ming Xiaoyang's life also continued the process of the past.

Early in the morning, he discussed state affairs with his ministers, and if he encountered something particularly important, he invited a few close ministers to discuss it privately.

Cycle after cycle, a whole year, quietly passed.

During this year, the Yue people in the south and the Hu people in the north chose to surrender under the pressure of the imperial army.

Gan Luo and other ministers personally presided over the development of the Western Regions, and operated the Western Regions based on the Wushuang City built by Ming Xiaoyang in the early years.

There are many small countries in the Western Regions, often a city, or even an oasis, which can be regarded as a country.

Of course, in the eyes of the Central Plains, it is just a tiger and a monkey in the mountains who are kings.

The foundation was laid in the early years, and Gan Luo and others were extremely intelligent, and all parts of the Western Regions respected the orders of the empire.

Even a few people who disobeyed the king were easily wiped out by the army.

Caravans from the Empire followed the Western Regions to trade with other countries, bringing with them vast amounts of wealth.

The empire, this behemoth that was once extremely dangerous during the period of the First Emperor and was in danger of being destroyed at any time, has finally completely stabilized.

The Hundred Schools of Thought also relied on local schools and the Hundred Academies in Xianyang to continuously cultivate useful talents to serve the empire in all aspects.

At the same time, the martial arts halls opened in various places also cultivate martial arts talents.

Ming Xiaoyang usurped the dominance of this side of the world and linked this side of the world to himself. In this way, the Lord of the World will continue to be promoted, and it will naturally be able to make this side of the world grow.

In the past, the Yin and Yang Family's Eastern Emperor Taiyi, Tianzong Beiyingzi, Guiguzi and others were strong competitors for the world's first master.

But now, in the hundreds of schools of Zhuzi, masters of this level have emerged one after another, and as for the masters of the Ghost Valley Double Sword in the past, there are at least hundreds of them in the world.

Among them, there are many masters who feel that they have achieved great achievements and want to assassinate tyrants, or follow the example of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi in the past and manipulate the empire behind the scenes.

But the fate of these people is very unified, that is, they died tragically under the swords of Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang, even if someone is lucky enough to break into the depths of the palace, it is just a few more breaths.

The empire has always been firmly in control of the situation in the world.

The second emperor Yingzi and presided over the formulation, divided the strength of the martial artists, and standardized the cultivation level.

The day after tomorrow, the congenital, the grandmaster, the great master, the mortal!

Among them, the acquired realm can be said to be full of streets, and the innate is some famous people in the rivers and lakes, the grandmaster is the level of the Guigu Shuangjian and others in the past, and the great grandmaster is the former Eastern Emperor Taiyi and the like.

Of course, it is not known what the level of the people is now, and only by taking action in person can we be sure.

In this way, the general characteristics of each realm were recorded and spread all over the world, so that the rivers and lakes, which were somewhat chaotic, also had a general understanding of today's masters.

In addition, the only master in the world was announced!

Qin II, Yingzi and!

He is also recognized as the number one master in the world!

With the twenty-four formations of the six elders of the farmer's family, and the power of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi of the Yin and Yang family, no one was dissatisfied.

However, almost every day, Gai Nie, Wei Zhuang, Gan Luo and others, who could come into contact with the lord of the Great Qin Empire, were all slandered in their hearts.

Your Majesty, do you really only have the cultivation of mortal transformation?

………………

Airplanes! Airplanes! Airplanes!

After a year, on this day, in the depths of the palace.

Ming Xiaoyang, who was dressed in a pitch-black dragon robe, sat cross-legged on a brocade couch, and his whole body was full of golden light, rendering the whole person into a golden man.

Ji Ru, who was standing in front of him, felt the power emanating from him, and subconsciously frowned.

Is this the eighth layer of the Heavenly Treasure Jian, Jin Chenxi?

It's really amazing, I've been cultivating for a year, and I've only practiced to the seventh layer of the Indigo Sea, I didn't expect him to be about to enter the ninth layer of the blood firmament!

It seems that it is still very difficult to defeat him.

Swish!

After a year of hard work, Ming Xiaoyang finally cultivated into the powerful Jin Chenxi with his current body, and only one last step was left to step into the blood firmament of life!

The strength of the whole body was running, and when the golden light was accumulated to the extreme, a trace of undetectable blood appeared.

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