The bamboo slips were yellowed, and the handwriting engraved on them had been yellowed, and as the bamboo slips reached Ling Zhan's hands, Dongfang Youchen raised his head slightly, "The first half of the 10,000-character Pingrong ......Strategy, leveling the Divine Wind Empire;

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Touching the ancient characters on the bamboo slips, a smile appeared on the corner of Ling Zhan's mouth, "It's me who looks down on Dongfang Aiqing", as he spoke, Ling Zhan slowly unfolded the bamboo slips in his hand.

- Ping Rongce!

The country is in turmoil, the empire is strife, who can calm the world?

The dynasty changes, the royal power changes hands, who can dominate the universe?

The family and country are in turmoil, the people are displaced, 100,000 rivers and mountains are mourning everywhere, and in the event of rebellion, who can swing the peace in the universe and return the peace in my world?

Ten thousand dynasties stand in a forest, and they are pouring into each other. In troubled times, heroes raised the banner and killed the world.

If you want to seek peace in the world, you must have a Ming Lord, break the ten thousand dynasties, build a great system, unify the world, establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a life for the people, continue to learn for the saints, and open peace for all generations!

After reading this sentence, Ling Zhan suddenly closed the bamboo slip, looked at His Royal Highness's Dongfang Youchen, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I don't know, who is the Ming Lord that Dongfang Aiqing is talking about?"

The snow-white robe waved, and Dongfang Youchen smiled indifferently, "Lord Ming, you are in this Lingxiao Empire's Jinluan Palace, Your Majesty will continue to look at it, you can know, why do you need Youchen to say it?"

Ling Zhan laughed a few times, "Okay...... Good...... Then I'll keep reading!"

As he spoke, he unfolded the bamboo slip again:

Hundreds of millions of people, prostrate on the ground, want to see the Lord. But looking at today's emperors, there is no one who is eloquent and strategic, even if he is a high-spirited person, he is just a clown, sighing that the emperors of the world are all over the world, but there is no one who can level the world.

In the palace, Ling Zhan's brows furrowed slightly, and his hand was not only slightly clenched, "Dongfang Youchen's words have scolded all the emperors of the world, including him Ling Zhan."

Beam-jumping clowns, tens of thousands of emperors, in his eyes, the most powerful is just the beam-jumping clown. Unfolding the bamboo slip again, Ling Zhan continued to look down:

Ten thousand emperors in the world, tragic and heroic!

That being the case, when there is a heroic hero, he will go against the smoke, destroy the royal family, kill the emperor, Venus is now, and kill Ziwei!

"Presumptuous!" Above the main hall, Ling Zhan's face was full of anger, and he threw the bamboo slip on Dongfang Youchen's face, "What do you mean by this, do you want to rebel?

In the Jinluan Palace, all the officials had weak legs, and immediately prostrate on the ground, trembling and looking at the proud Tianji Marquis, "This Dongfang Youchen, you really dare to say anything, destroy the royal family, kill Ziwei, this is a big crime to destroy the nine clans!"

Dongfang Youchen frowned slightly, dusted off his clothes, bent down to pick up the bamboo slips on the ground, stepped forward gradually, and sent it to Ling Zhan's hands again with the 10,000-character Pingrong Strategy, "Your Majesty, don't be impatient, this Pingrong Strategy is Weichen's life's work."

"And how do you justify yourself?"

The anger on Ling Zhan's face eased slightly, and he snorted and calmly unfolded it:

Those who are outstanding are heroes, and those who are brave and outstanding are heroes! Looking at the 100,000 heroes in the world, they are high-spirited and unruly. Most of them are aiming at martial arts, seeking the road of eternal life.

Those who want to seek power in the world and aspire to the country are the only ones!

Ling Zhan's eyes widened, and then he looked down, but he didn't introduce it at all:

"Looking south for 20 years, the lonely barren mound;

On the top of the main hall, Ling Zhan's eyes were closed, his heart was tingling, and the word "Leng Yun" instantly disturbed his mind, looking at Dongfang Youchen who was standing with His Royal Highness hanging his hand, a trace of killing intent flashed in his pupils.

After a long time, Ling Zhan opened it again gradually, and then looked down:

The traitor Ling Zhan, slaughtered Leng Yun, subverted my royal family, and killed my clansmen. Turbulent our borders and disturb our society.

Rebellious ministers and thieves, everyone will be punished!

Ling Zhan's eyes widened, anger gushed out, his palms were clenched white, his finger bones were bitter, and he wanted to crush the bamboo slips, but he forcibly suppressed his anger, and then looked down:

Fortunately, the cold clouds will not be extinguished, and the prince of Leng Yun will be left behind, and he will be able to study astronomy and tactics for 20 years, and he will know all the strategies and strategies. Muddy for several years, with millions of soldiers!

With the sound of "Library", a corner of the bamboo slip was directly crushed by Ling Zhan, and the anger in his heart was suddenly dispersed by panic:

"Prince Leng Yun, why is Prince Leng Yun still in the world? Isn't he dead? Leng Yun still has remnants of sins? And has millions of soldiers, what the hell is going on?"

With a frown, Ling Zhan continued to look down:

"The heroes of the world, those who aspire to the country, the only one - Leng Youchen!"

Above the main hall, Ling Zhan spit out a mouthful of blood, staring at the white-clothed young man of His Highness with scarlet eyes, everything, he understood, "This second half of the 10,000-character Ping Rong Strategy is not for him Ling Xiao, but for Prince Leng Yun, subvert Ling Xiao!"

And Dongfang Youchen is the Prince of Leng Yun!

His fingers trembled, and Ling Zhan seriously revealed a trace of hideous murderous aura, "Come on, take Dongfang Youchen down for me, and Ling Chi will be executed!"

In the Jinluan Palace, the hundred officials suddenly fell to the ground, and said in unison, "Your Majesty is angry, the Marquis of Tianji, you can't kill it", the hundred officials were terrified, Dongfang Youchen had great achievements in his life, and he didn't expect to end up with a rabbit and a dog, and above the territory of Lingxiao, there are four million troops of the Fengyu Empire."

"Kill!"

Ling Zhan said categorically, fire erupted from his eyes, and he laughed self-deprecatingly in his heart, "I didn't expect that the dignified Lingxiao Military God turned out to be the prince of Leng Yun, the remnant of the dead country!

This son is so deeply hidden!

Under the main hall, Dongfang Youchen smiled indifferently, "Your Majesty, my master is waiting outside the hall!"

Ling Zhan's heart chuckled, "Dongfang Youchen's master, when did he appear", before he could speak, in the Jinluan Palace, a middle-aged man in white slowly stepped into the golden and brilliant hall.

"Against the sky, meet Your Majesty!"

The middle-aged man in white stood proudly and looked at Ling Zhan in the hall mockingly.

There was a sudden commotion in the Jinluan Palace, "Against the sky, Prime Minister Kamikaze, wasn't he killed by Dongfang Youchen, when did he become the master of the Hou Ye?"

Above the main hall, Ling Zhan looked at the deep eyes of the Heavenly Rebellion, and an inexplicable panic rose in his heart, and his voice became a little trembling, "You...... Who are you?"

The anti-heaven machine smiled hehe, "Celestial Clan...... White-clothed Prime Minister!"

"Bang!"

Ling Zhan's face was ashen, and he collapsed directly on the dragon chair, "The white-clothed prime minister, it turned out to be the white-clothed prime minister, so Dongfang Youchen is...... Bai Yiqing is gone", Ling Zhan's face turned dark, "This rebel minister actually has the Heavenly Clan as a backer."

Dongfang Youchen waved his snow-white sleeve robe:

"Your Majesty, don't worry, if Weichen wants to rebel, he will inevitably rely on his own strength", the white-robed young man slowly walked up to the Jinluan Hall with an elegant smile on his face, and stood beside Ling Zhan, "But now, let me Leng Youchen say a few words!"

Below the main hall, the hundred officials were puzzled, they had never seen the 10,000-character Ping Rongce, and they didn't know when it happened, but they looked at Dongfang Youchen in fear, and they were secretly worried about him, "Master Tianji, did you take the wrong medicine?"

I only saw that above the main hall, Dongfang Youchen's confused eyes suddenly burst into light, and the elegant atmosphere was gone, and in the main hall, the breath of the mighty emperor was gone.

Dongfang Youchen grabbed the palm of his hand and immediately tore the white robe around him.

On the Huanghuang Jinluan Palace, Dongfang Youchen made a dragon robe, with a golden crown on his head, and a dragon jade belt on his waist.

"Leng Yun's courtiers, do you still remember me?

The hundreds of officials in the hall, their faces changed drastically, looking at Dongfang Youchen in the hall, they were shocked beyond words, "The dignified Lingxiao military god turned out to be the prince of the previous dynasty, a descendant of Leng Yun."

And among the officials at the station, many of them are former ministers of the court!

On the dragon chair, Ling Zhan's face had turned purple, looking at Dongfang Youchen with murderous intent, but he didn't dare to make the slightest move, and below the main hall, it was the white-clothed prime minister of the Celestial Clan who was standing.

How can he be the master of the sky?

Dongfang Youchen glanced at Ling Zhan, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Ten years, I called you Your Majesty for ten years." Ten years of lurking, in order to support the army and self-respect, now it's better......"

Dongfang Youchen smiled indifferently:

Chongyang flowers bloom, on the ninth day of the ninth month of September, my million-strong army will sacrifice to the sky and return to the cold clouds, and when the time comes, I will let you kill the soldiers!