On the shore of the sea, on the east mountain, I don't know how many hurricanes in the seventh year of Qingli stopped. This hurricane will bring rare rain to the vast land of Gyeongkook, which already has some signs of small drought, for some time to come, and it will not cause much damage very gently.

At this time, the old eaves of the ancient temple on the top of the mountain, after being hit by this storm, have become a ruin, full of rubble, mud and rocks flying, looking miserable. The rain first washed away, and then quickly flowed down the mountain, forming a white waterfall on the jade-like cliff.

There was occasionally a faint hint of blood-red in the waterfall, but the top of the mountain was gradually clean, and there was not even a trace of blood left—was such a scene caused by Tianwei, or by the earth-shattering battle of the grandmasters?

Actually, it's Tianwei. The sky at the top of Dadong Mountain has gradually revealed its true face, and those thick dark clouds are blown by the strong wind, and at a speed that can be observed by the naked eye, they quickly move towards the inland sky in the west, and a clear sky light reappears on the top of the mountain, and falls on the body of the strongest man in the world on the edge of the cliff.

He is the most powerful person in the world, there is no one.

No one dares to call him by his name, because he is the emperor of the strongest country in the world, he is the one who led the army, the three northern expeditions, the Great Wei Dynasty fell apart, and completely changed the shape of the world's territory map.

Just these three identities are enough to call him the first person in the world, not to mention that the siege of Dadong Mountain in today's rì revealed his last identity to the end.

The most mysterious of the four great masters in the world, the rumored old monster who has been guarding the Qing Palace and not coming out, entered Kyoto with a single sword in the four Gu swords, but was forced to retreat by the domineering momentum released by the palace, thus confirming his existence as a great grandmaster from the side.

It was His Majesty the Emperor of Qingguo.

This is the Emperor's last hole card. Fan Xian once wondered, what kind of foundation is the strong self-confidence and natural temperament of His Majesty built? Many people are guessing the hole cards of the emperor, Fan Xian guessed the Ye family at the last moment, but he can never guess that the word "grandmaster" is written on this turned over hole card.

............ Hong Sizhen was just a disguise, a flagpole sticking out from the rear of the palace, gently swaggering in the dark wind of the night, attracting the attention of all wise men. There is no doubt that this old eunuch is also a strong man in the world, otherwise he would not be able to slap the Hu Ren assassin to death with one palm on the Hanging Temple, but he is just a deviant person, and it will be difficult to reach the peak of the Heavenly Dao after all.

In order to snipe the bitter lotus and the Sigu sword in one fell swoop, in this big scene, Emperor Qing and Gonggong Hong worked hard and cautiously, and acted for 20 years!

At this time, the old eunuch Hong had gloriously completed his mission for twenty years, turned into a sky full of blood mist, washed by the torrential rain, washed by the breeze, fell into the White Waterfall into the East China Sea, entered the humid air in the forest, and moistened the earth, his life jīng flesh and blood, all turned into the beautiful rivers and mountains of Qingguo, and could no longer be separated.

Looking at the middle-aged man in the bright yellow dragon robe, the people who survived the scene were all in endless shock, and everyone's throats seemed to be pinched by an invisible hand, and they couldn't make a sound.

There is no doubt that the truth shown on the top of Dadong Mountain today is the most thrilling and shocking news since the sudden death of the young lady surnamed Ye twenty years ago.

The buzzing bells from the ruins of the ancient temple gradually faded and subsided.

Next to the roots of the big tree, which had been shattered into countless bark debris, Kuhe, a national teacher of the Northern Qi Dynasty who was dressed in sackcloth, looked at the Qingguo Emperor on the edge of the cliff quietly with a clear gaze in his eyes. The violent and domineering true qi in his body finally calmed down as the bell stopped, but he knew that his internal organs and thirteen ring meridians had been invaded into chaos by this true qi.

Not even the temple can save itself.

Understand the reality, immediately accept the reality, as the dignity and state of mind of the great master, so that the face of the bitter lotus master is very calm, he looked at Emperor Qing, sighed softly, his eyes have seen this matter clearly, all the people are defeated, defeated by the other party's twenty years of forbearance disguise.

This is an extremely terrifying and respectable opponent, who can endure for so long without letting anyone smell the wind, which is even more admirable to Kuhe than the shocking truth that Emperor Qing himself is a great grandmaster.

At this moment, Kuhe couldn't help but think of the several conversations with the Queen Mother and the Emperor before leaving Shangjing, when his grandson had some bad omen, but Kuhe still floated in, because he and Sigu Jian were fully prepared.

But these two great masters just didn't expect the emperor's ...... Sell!

"The organ is exhausted, but the Qingqing xìng life is wrong......" Kuhe sighed lightly, a smile of knowing the destiny of heaven appeared on his face, and he couldn't help but spit out a sentence that Fan Xian's child wrote down in the book, if it is said that tenacity and forbearance, among the thousands of people in this world, there is no one who can be stronger than Emperor Qing, and he lost to such an opponent, although he felt a little worried about his homeland Qi State, but Master Kuhe had no regrets.

............ At the moment when the emperor made a move, he held the iron drill tightly in his hand, and immediately put it down, and the five bamboos that were like three times finally completely let go of the iron drill and put the two hands behind him. The black cloth on his face was floating in the wind and rain of the East Mountain, and during the Grandmaster's war, all the people on the top of the mountain knelt on the ground, expressing their awe with the trembling of their bodies, only he stood indifferently and even a little woodenly, watching this qiē with cold eyes.

The bitter lotus sat on the tree, looking around at the sword ringing in the bell, Wuzhu tilted his head slightly, and on his face, which had always had no expression, the corners of his lips still couldn't help but have a trace of involvement.

The fact that the emperor is a great grandmaster will definitely shock the whole world, but Wuzhu still just turned his head and looked at the emperor quietly through the black cloth, as if looking at a very strange thing, and did not treat him as the sun in the sky.

At this moment, Wuzhu seemed to remember something, but he seemed to forget about it immediately, his brows furrowed extremely rarely, and he remembered some of the words that Chen Pingping had said. After the assassination in the Hanging Temple, Chen Pingping once said with a smile that she was going to let Wuzhu watch a play, but she didn't see it.

What kind of play? The scene where the emperor transforms into a great grandmaster? It seems that the secrets that no one in the world knows are still guessed by the emperor's closest old cripple after all, but why did he let Wuzhu open this scene?

Wuzhu began to think. He had a lot of things to ask the emperor, but he didn't know where to start for a while, and he couldn't pull out that trace of it. And at this time, Dadong Mountain is not really calm, although the bitter lotus and the Sigu Sword have been hit hard, but after all, they are not dead, with the emperor's xìng feelings, since they have shown their last hole cards, they will naturally not leave any omissions.

So Wuzhu stopped thinking and took a light step forward.

His step made everyone in the audience feel a trace of fear and horror, although no one knew who this mysterious figure in black was, but the attitude of the previous great masters had already shown that he was also a peerless master of a grandmaster, in this situation, if he made a violent move, he was afraid that the four great grandmasters, including the emperor, would fall in a pool of blood.

But Wuzhu didn't make a move, he just watched the emperor quietly.

What really moved, but it was in the depths of the ancient temple, at the end of the ruins, that covered the yellow cloth that covered the sword around Gu, and the yellow cloth suddenly moved, as if someone was trying to stand up under the yellow cloth!

With a broken arm and a body shattered by the king's fist, could it be that the Sigu Sword could still stand up? Could it be that the body of the Great Grandmaster was really beyond the realm of mortals!

The emperor's eyes narrowed and looked at that place, and everyone looked at that place with His Majesty's eyes, and Kuhe was no exception, but the national teacher only smiled slightly.

The yellow cloth was torn open with force, and a young man covered in blood came out from under the cloth, coughing and tearing the yellow cloth into strips. His face was resolute and composed, and although it was covered with blood, there was no trace of panic, and although he kept coughing, he did not interrupt the movement of his hand.

There were so many pairs of eyes on the top of Dadong Mountain looking at him, especially the powerful people who were far beyond the mortal realm staring at him, but he didn't seem to feel it at all, just lowered his head and moved. He is not Sigu Sword, he is the closed disciple of Sigu Sword, Wang Shisanlang.

Thirteen Lang decided that he would do one thing, and he never cared what others would think of it or how others would stop it. Therefore, as a disciple of Jianlu, he responded to Fan Xian's order to resist the rebels at the mountain gate, and he was single-handedly knocked away by Ye Liuyun, but he still climbed to the top of the mountain bravely.

He was about to continue his mission, but he saw his mentor have his right arm cut off and he was knocked to the ground.

So he stood up, tore open the strips of cloth of Huang Sè, carried the master who had been seriously injured by the broken arm to his back, tied them tightly to his body with those strips of cloth, cut off a thin beam that had fallen to the ground with a snap of his right hand, held it in his hand, and walked out of the door of the old temple, facing everyone on the top of the mountain.

Si Gu Jian lay on the body of the apprentice, and a miserable hole had been punched in his chest and abdomen, and blood was dripping down, falling on Wang Shisanlang's body, and then dripping to the ground.

There was a sad smile on his face, but there was great joy in his smile, because he was in his favorite apprentice.

Wang Shisanlang, who was covered in blood, carried the master who was covered in blood, the strip of cloth was instantly dyed bright red, he held a thin beam in his hand, and there was no trace of fear on his face, just staring fiercely at the middle-aged man in the dragon robe.

The meaning is very simple, he wants to carry the sword down the mountain, who is going to stop him?

............ In the mouths of storytellers in later generations, the siege and killing situation on Dadong Mountain that shocked the world and affected later generations was full of too many tricks, killing, and the people involved in this matter were the most respected figures in the world, so it was extremely exciting to say that it would be extraordinarily excited, and it would not be able to finish talking for three days and three nights every time.

However, what was said in these three days and three nights was basically just what happened in a second. In this second, Emperor Qing made a violent move, Ye Liuyun was seriously injured, and Kuhe and Sigu Sword had no way out.

All the storytellers have forgotten a relatively small corner sè, that is, Wang Shisanlang, on the one hand, because they don't know the truth at the end of the Dongshan Bureau, and secondly, compared with these great grandmasters, Shisanlang at that time was just a very inconspicuous corner sè.

Although Emperor Qing had lost a great amount of jīng qi true yuan, with the realm of a great grandmaster, if he wanted to kill Wang Shisanlang at this time, it would only be a matter of effort.

But Wang Shisanlang, the little horn, was still not afraid, staring at Emperor Qing's eyes in a daze, holding the thin beam tightly in his hand, it seemed that the next moment, he was going to use the wooden stick he picked up everywhere to give Emperor Qing a dull stick.

Ye Liuyun, who had a big creation in his abdomen, sat cross-legged beside Emperor Qing not far away to heal his wounds, looking at this scene, he couldn't help but show a smile full of admiration at the corner of his lips, and sighed: "What a young man." ”

The bitter smile of the bitter lotus sitting cross-legged next to the remnant tree gradually became clear, I don't know if he remembered the real closed disciple of his door, the natural begonia blossom, smiled and praised: "There are talents in the country, and the way of heaven changes, this is the truth." ”

Emperor Qing looked at the strange young man calmly, and smiled slightly after a while. Then he gently moved to the side, making way for Wang Shisanlang, who was carrying the Sigu sword on his back, and with the respect of the emperor and the position of the grandmaster, he actually made way for Shisanlang!

The dying Sigu Jian opened his eyes with great difficulty, glanced at the emperor, some blood foam oozed from his lips, and the ferocious meaning in his faint voice was still there: "How is my apprentice?"

"Master, stop talking. ”

Wang Shisanlang coaxed his master like a child, he did not choose to go down the mountain immediately after Emperor Qing surprised everyone to give way, but in the surprised eyes of everyone, he walked to Emperor Qing's side, lowered his body, and picked up something, he chose so naturally, just like Emperor Qing, who is radiant today, does not seem to exist.

He picked up the broken right arm of the sword, and the ordinary sword.

Wang Shisanlang carried the Sigu sword on his back, holding a broken arm and a sword in one hand, and using a thin beam in the other hand as the customary green banner in Pingrì, and disappeared on the stone path of Dadong Mountain.

A moment later, there was a faint howl of singing and crying from all sides of the sword, and a wild sad laughter, echoing in the valley for a long time.

............ The emperor could kill Shisanlang without making a move, not because he cherished his talents, but because he knew the relationship between the young man and An. Looking at the sword and crying and laughing together, how could he not know this, the dying grandmaster, at the last moment, also wanted to see if the emperor of Qingguo would make any mistakes.

The emperor did not make a mistake, and there was no need for him to separate himself from the future of Qingguo by destroying the future of Dongyi City in advance. Although Wang Shisanlang's resolute state of mind moved him a little, he still didn't take this young man to heart.

He is as confident as ever, arrogant and confident, and this self-confidence after today, no one dares not to obey.

The emperor knew that Sigu Sword was dead, and he knew what kind of damage would be caused by a full punch of the royal road, even if Sigu Sword could survive for a while, but a great grandmaster who was seriously injured and bedridden with a broken arm was nothing?

Of course, this is still not enough to explain why he would get out of the way, because with his xìng feelings, all enemies should be the first to be eliminated at the best time, and Fan Xian is not the real reason for his consideration.

The real reason why the emperor didn't make a move was because Wuzhu took a step forward.

............ Sigu Jian is gone, Kuhe is also gone, he is floating away, and the national teacher of Northern Qi is drifting away, going to his homeland, waiting painfully for the last few years of his life. The four great masters of the world, after this battle, went to the second, the general trend of the three forces, finally underwent earth-shaking changes, the biggest obstacle to Qingguo's unification of the world, from now on will never exist again.

It wasn't until Kuhe also left the top of Dadong Mountain that Wuzhu slowly retracted the foot he stepped on and retracted his silent threat.

At such a moment, the one who dared to threaten the Emperor of Qingguo was the only one in the whole world.

Emperor Qing looked at him calmly and gently, and said, "Old Five, I need an explanation from you. ”

In front of Wuzhu, His Majesty the Emperor naturally called the other party Lao Wu, and naturally did not call himself by me.

Wuzhu slowly lowered his head, and said after a while, "I don't like it." ”

Yes, this blind grandmaster has been recuperating from his injuries on the top of Dadong Mountain for more than a year, and he seems to remember something, his words become more and more, his expression is more and more rich, he is more and more like a normal person, and he has also begun to have some feelings that ordinary people should have, such as liking, such as disliking.

It's just that his feelings are more extreme, and the indifference on his face at this time is not in harmony, if you don't like it, you don't like it, you don't care about the hegemony that dominates the country, what you spend 20 years building The shocking situation, I don't like it, you don't want to do it.

"Young Master, let me keep you safe. Wuzhu raised his head, looked at the emperor through the black cloth, and said, "You are safe now." ”

There were times when he didn't call Fan Xian a young master.

Emperor Qing's face was calm, and he didn't have a trace of annoyance, he knew that when Lao Wu and Ye Qingmei were in Dongyi City, they had some old friendships with Sigu Jian, and as for the bitter lotus, he also knew that Miss Fan was still under the bitter lotus sect now.

However, the two great masters have been abolished and are about to die, Emperor Qing is not worried about anything, he calmly looked at Wuzhu and said, "Old Five, come back to Kyoto with me." ”

Wuzhu lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his head and said, "I remembered something, but I didn't remember, that person was you." ”

That person is naturally the person who had practiced the upper and lower two volumes of nameless martial arts back then, when Fan Xian was young, Wuzhu once said to him, but he didn't remember who had practiced it, and now he remembered that it was the emperor of Qingguo.

The black cloth on Wuzhu's face was extraordinarily straight: "Goodbye." ”

The last goodbye, Wuzhu said to Ye Liuyun, who was healing on his knees, and after saying this, he held the iron chisel on his waist in one hand, calmly walked to the stone steps, and began to descend the mountain. Without saying a word to the emperor or saying goodbye to the old temple behind him that had been lived for more than a year, he disappeared on the stone steps again.

............ All the people left, only the emperor stood alone on the top of the mountain, now the bitter lotus and the sword will surely die, many years of great plans have been realized, and the grand wish of dominating the world will start with this, but the emperor's face did not show much joy, he just stood quietly, greeting the rì head on the sky and the slightly wet sea breeze, looking a little lonely.

People are overwhelmed by the cold in high places, and it is difficult to find someone who is side by side with him in today's world, no matter who it is, at this moment, there will be some strange feelings.

However, this love affair did not last long.

There were a lot of people who survived on the top of the mountain, and most of the officials who sacrificed to the heavens were still alive, and most of the sacrifices in the Qing Temple survived, and although the Grandmaster Battle was extremely mysterious, it was extremely powerful to control it within a perfect range, except for the last punch of the king, and those temples that were crushed.

It was only at this time that the people on the top of the mountain got rid of the shock, although with their eyes they couldn't see clearly what happened at that moment just now, why the sword of the Sigu Sword was about to pierce into the body of His Majesty, and then the body of the Sigu Sword was knocked out like a waste stone.

But they know at least one thing, the emperor has won, and the victory is extremely complete, what tricks, in the face of His Majesty's strength, they all seem so weak, and the future of Qingguo will be like the red rì above the top of the mountain at this time, which will never sink.

With tears on their faces, with ecstasy, they fell to their knees and shouted long live.

Long live the voice, His Majesty the Emperor was calm, without the slightest emotion, and whispered to Eunuch Yao, who was the first to stand up: "Inform the mountain, start...... Do it. ”

"Inform the dean and start activating. ”

"Yes. ”

"The secret decree was sent to Yanjing, and Mei was ordered to serve as the temporary regent, and the western camp was pressed to the Song realm, and the general Shi Fei was ordered to go to Cangzhou to conquer the northern camp with the previous edict and accept the northern army. ”

"Yes. ”

"Inform Xue Qing to choose a number of capable officials and go to Luozhou...... Sue him, I will wait for him at Hou Yongzhi's mansion. ”

"Yes. ”

The emperor was not carried away by the great victory of today's rì at all, but calmly issued one order after another, the news to Chen Pingping must be the earliest, and the northern army must be controlled, as for the Dongshan Road...... Eunuch Yao bowed his head and responded, while his heart was cold, besieging Dadongshan Such a sinister thing, if Dongshan Lu did not know, it would be absolutely impossible to say, I was afraid that Governor Hou had already colluded with the eldest princess.

It seems that the first governor who died since the founding of Qingguo is about to fall on Hou Yongzhi, and the entire Dongshan Road is only afraid that it will be bloodied by His Majesty from top to bottom, no wonder His Majesty wants Xue Qing to send good officials from Jiangnan thousands of miles away.

Laying out this qiē extremely calmly and methodically, Emperor Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief, laughed at himself, shook his head, and then walked in front of Ye Liuyun, bowing extremely respectfully: "Hard work Uncle Liuyun." ”

Without waiting for Ye Liuyun to return the salute, he had already straightened up, looking at the ground that had already been washed and cleaned, Hong Sizhen died there, but he did not leave any traces, for a noble goal, many people actively or passively sacrificed their lives.

Gonggong Hong deserves a gift from Emperor Qing.

There was a wolf in the room, but there were a lot of things prepared by the inner court, Eunuch Yao led those officials whose legs were still weak, moved some things out of the wing room that never fell, began to copy, began to seal the seal, His Majesty Xià Xingxi has been taken away by Xiao Fan, but His Majesty's seal is still there, since it is a secret decree, the seal is naturally more effective.

After the heavy rain washed at the beginning, the east mountain greeted the green, and a few white pigeons cooed and flew away from the top of the mountain, swept a few laps in the blue sky, and then flew towards the four directions of Qingguo. But what they bring is not the news of the receding flood, nor the message of peace, but the transmission of the will of a powerful king.

The flat summit of Dadong Mountain has been calm until this moment, but suddenly there is a loud bang, which does not shake any sand and stones, but shakes a little splash. In the middle of the entire mountaintop, a piece of land actually sank three feet to the ground, as if the gods had fallen to the hammer!

The true effect of the battle of the Great Grandmasters, until this moment, revealed its terrifying and terrifying, the real potential intersected, and the squeezed true yuan penetrated into the heavens and the earth, and actually made a collision with nature, changing the shape of the earth.

The emperor didn't look at the big pit, but just raised his head and watched the white doves flying in the sky, flying away and drifting away, with a calm face and great confidence.