Feng Xiaoyu's face froze, his eyes suddenly flashed, and he raised his eyelids slightly to look at Ning Yue, who was bowing his head to the side. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info And Ning Yue's brows were also tightly locked, Mo Wuxian said such a thing beyond his expectations.

"Emperor Qiqi, sooner or later, there will be a battle, but it will not be a war now! Even if the imperial court and the Kyushu martial arts are at war, it must be stable in the world without foreign enemies. Tianji Pavilion does not regard itself as the world, nor does it take the stability of Kyushu as its own responsibility, but Tiandao is selfless and the road is public, and Tianji Pavilion does not want the war to spread to Kyushu, and the people are in dire straits......"

"I understand...... Mo Wuxian seemed to get the answer he wanted, Tianji Pavilion did not object to Mo Wuxian to do it against the Kyushu martial arts, but it was against doing it at this time. With the attitude of Tianji Pavilion, Mo Wuxian was also relieved in his heart.

Turning his face and casting his gaze on Ning Yue's body, Mo Wuxian suddenly smiled lightly, "Did you find out that the Wuyi faction is innocent?"

Mo Wuxian's words made Ning Yue's face change suddenly, raised her head, and stared at Mo Wuxian with a strange smile on her face with a puzzled expression, "Your Majesty...... You...... You already knew?"

"You-" Mo Wuxian said with a sigh, "It seems that the Twilight Snow Sword Immortal has really completely disturbed your mind, which is why you are so absent-minded. If you were the same as before, you would never ignore such a low-level problem.

The environment of the Wuyi Sect could not allow the Three-Light Spirit Fish to survive, and once the Three-Light Spirit Fish left the waters where it depended on survival, it would not survive for three days. These are recorded in the vaults of the Imperial Palace. Even if you don't know, you should ask me to investigate and judge, instead of jumping to conclusions right away. If there is a three-light spirit fish in Wuyi, someone must be to blame. So Ning Yue, eat a trench and grow wise!"

"Yes, the minister is guilty...... By the way, the emperor, since the emperor knows that the Wuyi faction has been blamed, why is he coming to the city now......? The emperor doesn't really want to take this opportunity to level the Kyushu Martial Arts League in one fell swoop, right?"

"The soldiers are coming to the city, that is my attitude, and it is also the attitude of the imperial court! Even if we want to make peace, it is his Kyushu Martial Arts League begging us to make peace, not the imperial court to make peace with them! Fight or peace, it is all up to me, not them!" Mo Wuxian slowly stood up, his dark robe danced slightly, and his eyes flickered.

"Yes, the minister understands, the minister will go up the mountain to convey the emperor's meaning to Ziyu Zhenren......"

"No!" Mo Wuxian said lightly, slowly walking towards the outside of the military tent. Ning Yue and Feng Xiaoyu followed inexplicably, and the three of them walked out of the military tent and followed Mo Wuxian to the front of the military formation.

Looking at the mountain gate of Wuyi Mountain from afar, behind the mountain gate, a group of disciples of the Wuyi faction were like facing a great enemy. On Wuyi Mountain, the purple gas is confused and the starlight is all over the sky. It seems to be separated from the sun in the sky.

Mo Wuxian smiled lightly, and suddenly, his momentum soared straight into the clouds, and a huge golden dragon roared in the sky. The dragon is like golden sunlight, like this blue sky. Condescending, his eyes look directly at the mountains below, and look directly at the martial arts heroes at the top of Wuyi.

"Ziyu, I'm waiting for you in the barracks!" A thunderous sound resounded through the heavens and the earth, as if the roar of the sky was rolling back and forth over the Wuyi faction like a wheel.

"Your Majesty, wait a minute, the poor road will arrive later!" When the voice just dissipated, a gust of wind blew in the face, as if it was sneaking into the night with the wind, and slowly reached the ears of all the soldiers at the foot of the mountain.

"Master, you can't go!" the elders of the Wuyi Sect suddenly changed their faces and shouted nervously.

"Yes, master, that's a trap! Once the boss is going, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back......"

"Alliance leader, we are bound to live and die with the Wulin League, it's great, we have fought with the imperial court!" shouted a well-known and decent head.

Gossip voices rang out, and everyone was excited to dispel Ziyu's desire to go down the mountain alone. The military camp under the mountain can be described as the tiger's den in Longtan, not to mention the military array placed by hundreds of thousands of troops, even if Mo Wuxian and Ning Yue join forces, Ziyu will die once he goes.

"Hahaha...... What do you say that you are willing to live in peace with the imperial court, but when it comes to the end, you don't even have the courage to meet with the emperor, such a martial arts hero, are you still our sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes?" Ye Yunxiao said with a laugh and sarcasm, facing the angry eyes one by one, Ye Yunxiao was calm.

"I know what you're thinking, it's nothing more than saying that I don't have a backache when I stand and talk. But if you also look at our situation, aren't you also in a state of embarrassment? If we dare to go up to Wuyi Mountain, don't you have the courage to go down to Wuyi Mountain?"

"Hmph, sophistry!" Qingyu Daoist snorted coldly, and slowly came to Ziyu Zhenren, "Master, this is a trap." Mo Wuxian must have deceived you down the mountain first, and then surrounded you with Ning Yue at the bottom of the mountain. Wuyi Mountain is without you, and it is easy for the imperial army to break through. Master, you give the order, let's rush down together!"

Ziyu Zhenren shook his head slowly, "If Mo Wuxian really wants to destroy my Wuyi, where do you need to trick me down the mountain?" He only needs to give an order, and the artillery of the forbidden army will blow up our mountain gate. He joined forces with Ning Yue and was not afraid of anyone in the world. I'm not an adversary, and you're not an adversary. I went, at least I didn't fall into the prestige of my martial arts league, if I didn't go, it would be a laughing stock in vain to make the world shameful!

If this is a trap, then Poor Dao must do his best to hold back the imperial army, and you will immediately evacuate to the north. After evacuating, you must not raise troops to rebel, but immediately invite Zhuge Giant and serve him as the leader of the alliance. It seems that Poor Dao is wrong, and there is only one Zhuge Giant in the world who can keep the Wulin League. ”

"Alliance Leader ......"

"Don't say much, act when the opportunity arises!" As soon as Ziyu's voice fell, his figure flashed and turned into a wild goose and soared into the air. Riding the air against the wind, it disappeared from everyone's field of vision in the blink of an eye.

In front of the military camp at the foot of the mountain, Mo Wuxian had already ordered someone to set up a table. On the table, there was a long piano, and Mo Wuxian sat quietly in front of the piano and played it gently. The sound of the piano is originally long and astringent, and its timbre should have a hint of a slick sound. But in Mo Wuxian's hands, the sound of the piano played was like a golden iron horse, full of reverberation.

Feng Xiaoyu casually glanced at Ning Yue, as far as he knew, Ning Yue was also a master of the piano, and he only remembered that Ning Yue could play such a heroic and thrilling song with the sound of the piano. Now seeing this scene of Mo Wuxian, I can't help but think that Mo Wuxian does not seem to be the benevolent saint as rumored.

The piano is born from the heart, how can a benevolent lord play such a golden iron horse. Mo Wuxian should be a male lord, and the reason why he has been recuperating for eight years on the throne and has not made drastic changes may be just because the time has not come. Feng Xiaoyu couldn't help but start to worry a little, the world of great changes is coming, if there is such a king in the world, will the changes in the world be good or bad? Feng Xiaoyu doesn't know, and he can't investigate.

"Zheng-" The sound of the piano stopped suddenly, Mo Wuxian suddenly opened his eyes, and the moment he opened his eyes, a ray of light swept across the sky like lightning.

"It's coming!"

Sure enough, as the words fell, at the end of the field of vision, a wave of purple qi suddenly surged, and the purple qi was pervasive, as if the heavenly gate opened by the fairy world. Purple qi was like a dragon, slowly colliding from the sky, and in an instant, it had come to everyone.

The purple qi condensed into a ball, and slowly spread in front of Mo Wuji's body. The purple jade real person in a purple robe looked extremely sacred, just like an immortal in the heavenly realm. Ziyu Zhenren gently put the dust whisk on his wrist and made a strict number.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Poor Dao Purple Jade, see the Son of Heaven!"

Ziyu put her posture very low this time, respectfully and respectfully, and saluted meticulously. Even Ning Yue had to sigh, even Ziyu, who had a high status in the martial arts, still maintained such awe for the imperial power. This is not just the limitation of the times, but the order of the mortal hierarchy of the Heavenly Dao.

Once recognized by heaven and earth, his imperial power is the top of human beings, as long as he is in the land of China, no matter who is in front of the majesty of imperial power, there will be a trace of inferiority and admiration.

"Ziyu Zhenren, we ...... I haven't seen you in almost twenty years, have you?"

"Yes, Yi Shaoxia back then, I didn't expect it to be the Son of Heaven today, I originally thought that Yi Shaoxia would be the future of my martial arts, but I couldn't think of ......"

"Then do you regret saving my life?" Mo Wuxian said with a chuckle.

"When I saved Yi Shaoxia, it was out of chivalry! But if I knew that Yi Shaoxia would be the emperor of the Great Zhou, the poor road would be saved even if I was broken bones, because it was righteousness.

Poor Dao lives in the rivers and lakes, and there is no Zhuge Giant's big mind for the world, but Poor Dao has his own persistence. Your Majesty, you call the poor Dao to come, the poor Dao is coming, you want the poor Dao to die, and the poor Dao can also die! But please let the emperor go up and down Wuyi, Wuyi has never thought of subverting the dynasty, let alone plotting rebellion. ”

"Sometimes, whether you want to or not and whether you don't do it are two different things! There are two situations in the world, that is, you have to do it if you don't want to. You often say that people in the rivers and lakes can't help themselves! If you have to do it, what should you do?"

"Poor Dao didn't think about it!" Ziyu replied.

"Then if one day, I want to implement the rule of law, and I want all the martial arts in the world to abide by the laws and regulations of the imperial court, what should you do?" Mo Wuxian looked sharply at Ziyu's eyes, observing every subtle look of Ziyu. However, Mo Wuxian was disappointed, because there was no expression on Ziyu Zhenren's face, and there was no trace of change.

"If the emperor wants to be like this...... Unless the emperor plans to ban weapons in the whole country!"

"Why?"

"Because where there are people, there is competition, there is a conflict of interest. With a conflict of interest, the people will fight, and those who practice martial arts will fight. The people don't know martial arts, so the fight is like a scale on the water. And the fight of those who practice martial arts is what the world often calls grievances and hatreds.

If the emperor insists on going his own way, then ask the emperor to ban martial arts first! Only in this way can the imperial court punish the fighting in the martial arts. But...... In this way, the consequences and turmoil of the poor road cannot be predicted, so the poor road did not think about it. ”