Thousands of years after the Han Empire, there was once a unified dynasty with the name of "Ming", which once issued a bold statement that "the king dies and the Son of Heaven guards the country."

As everyone knows, in the Han Empire thousands of years ago, there was already a true dragon emperor named Liu Yan, who really guarded the gate of the country.

Later generations followed Liu Yan's intentions, and the battle between Luo Hongyi and him was not recorded in Xie Yun's "History of the Han Dynasty". Out of respect for the emperor, Gong Zhuang's compilation of "The Spectrum of the Great Han Dynasty" also followed Liu Yan's meaning, and did not mention anything about this battle.

Xie Yun's History of the Han Dynasty and Gong Zhuang's The Spectrum of the Han Dynasty are both books of ancient wonders, and neither book mentions this incident, and the credibility of this matter gradually declined after a few decades.

However, history will never be forgotten, and those who have been fortunate enough to see this battle have praised it in word of mouth: the king's spirit, the dragon-shaped sword, the destruction of the withered and decayed, and the independent Kyushu is all over the wilderness.

This earth-shattering battle, in the end, has also become a beautiful legend!

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The North Sea of Styx is the far north of the world that human beings can explore, where the breath is chaotic, everything does not exist, and not a single grass grows, and it is recognized as a forbidden place in the world.

As for whether there is still land in the north of the North Stygian Sea, no one has ever thought about it, and no one has ever reached it, so the North Stygian Sea has become the default northernmost place in the world.

The Great Qin Empire is bordered by the Northern Stygian Sea in the north, and the north naturally does not pose the slightest threat, so they never fortify themselves in the north, but then again, living next to the Northern Stygian Sea, the hardships of the Qin people's life can be imagined; The hatred of the Qin people for the Han people can be imagined.

Get back to business.

Luo Hongyi has been cultivating alone in the Northern Stygian Sea for nearly three years, and his sword intent is no longer as sharp as it was three years ago, but full of loneliness and dead silence, just like Qu Yuan when he threw himself into the river thousands of years ago.

As the huge golden dragon gradually approached him, the courtiers on the ground only listened to the sound of the brush, Luo Hong drew his sword in his hand, and as soon as the Dingguang sword came out, it drove his robe to tremble, and between his thoughts, a white light suddenly flashed, and a pure white big kun forcibly ripped open the space behind Luo Hongyi, condescendingly, with saliva flowing from the corners of his mouth, and his mouth was wide open, and he pounced on the golden dragon that was swooping up.

Between the mountains and rivers, there are many spiritual and beautiful things gathered, although the North Stygian Sea is a pool of stagnant water, people with a heart can also realize the Tao from it, this lonely and silent big white kun, is exactly Luo Hongyi in the North Stygian Sea to comprehend a trick 'Dapeng Xiang Nantian, Bai Kun soars to the North Underworld, that momentum, enough to make the sea flow backwards.

The golden dragon asked the sword, the flowing kun went down the mountain, the golden dragon and the white kun were handed over, the golden light and the white light were intertwined, and a strong wave of qi spread violently outward at the intersection place, and it spread until it reached the twelve gates of Chang'an, east, west, north and south before he was willing to stop.

Beneath the golden dragon, white light penetrates; After the white kun, golden light shoots out.

The unparalleled coercion made all beings worship, and the sun was crowned, and the millions of heads in the entire Chang'an City bowed their heads and closed their eyes at this moment, trembling and not daring to look directly at Long Wei.

In the midst of the violent dragon roar, the qi waves were lower and lower, and finally stopped.

The sky is clear, people open their eyes, Luo Hong is like a fairy, stepping on the white clouds to the north, leaving a pool of blood on the ground, he is injured!

Liu Yan, the Son of Heaven, stood proudly in front of the palace with a sword, and watched Luo Hong drift away, standing still.

The gods of the imperial realm fight against the true dragon Tianzi, meet the opponent in chess, decide the winner with a sword, and finally, draw!

Quiet as a mountain, moving as a river, Liu Yan, the true son of heaven!

Guangluxun Yin Xian first came back to his senses, he couldn't control himself, he bowed his head and bowed, extremely excited, and shouted, "Your Majesty ten thousand years! Years! Ten thousand years!"

Subsequently, the princes and ministers, the twelve guards, the Shaoqing, the long history, the Si Zhi, and the Cheng bowed down one after another, and the guards on duty, the passers-by outside the palace, the people in the bazaar, and the armor soldiers on the city wall also kowtowed.

'The voice of ten thousand years, the mountains roar and the tsunami.

Liu Yan, who has been suppressed by Fu Yi for many years, looked north at the clouds going north, and also felt a sense of exhalation in his heart.

Tonight, I should be a big white man!

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Just when all the ministers and workers were congratulating, Liu Yan calmly turned around with his sword and returned to the hall alone.

His steps were vague and heavy, and with each step, the thoughts condensed in his body dissipated a little, and the thoughts of the entity flew around, and finally lingered back into the body of the person who belonged.

Liu Yan didn't say a word the whole time, he returned to the dragon chair, and then said in a weak voice, "I'm tired, all Aiqing, stand down!"

Xiao Zhenhong, who has been promoted to the middle attendant, is still as clever as usual, he saw that Liu Yan's face was wrong, and hurriedly found the little attendant on duty, and whispered, the little attendant walked to the front of the hall quickly, and shouted sharply, "There is nothing to do today, retreat!"

The ministers thought that Liu Yan was too tired after the battle, so they bowed and retreated.

At this time, Liu Yan, who was sitting alone in the hall, was uncomfortable.

The things outside the body are obtained with fate, and if you get what you don't deserve, you naturally have to bear what you shouldn't bear.

Just after the courtiers gradually withdrew from the front hall of Weiyang Palace with their own thoughts, Liu Yan called softly, "Teacher, before Lu Zheng turned back, Liu Yan spit out a mouthful of blood, and collapsed weakly on the dragon case, not knowing whether he was dead or alive."

Li Changhong, who was hidden in the shadows again, reappeared, hurriedly knelt beside Liu Yan, and urgently called 'Your Majesty.'

Lu Zheng, who was dressed in a Confucian shirt, looked back and stood still, and saw that Liu Yan's front was covered with bloodstains, and finally couldn't help but complain, "You kid, you're too nonsense!"

It seems that after the two words of nonsense came out, Prime Minister Lu Zheng was still puzzled, and added, "Stubborn!"

However, this is all nagging born of love and hate.

At the time of life and death, Lao Lu Zheng also forgot the worldly etiquette, he hurriedly ran to Liu Yan, and conveyed his thoughts to him according to his heart.

Lu Zheng learned the art of domineering vertical and horizontal when he was young, believed in Confucianism in middle age, and joined the Taoist sect in his old age, so his mind and qi are like gurgling water, moisturizing things silently.

In the vigorous thoughts, there are many benevolent and gentle meanings, which made Liu Yandeng's heart feel a burst of warmth, and his breathing gradually became no longer short.

The three of the great generals, Tao Kan, Zongchang Zhong Rong, and Shaofu Zhao Yuyuan, who left a few steps late, also hurriedly stepped forward, and Tao Kan of the Tiandong Realm was just about to come to the rescue, but was stopped by Lu Zheng with one hand, "Your Majesty is in a weak position, life and death are on the line, and the general's true anger is too domineering, and His Highness may be unbearable!"

Tao Kan had no choice but to stop, and waited anxiously with Chang Zhongrong, who had no realm.

However, Zhao Yuyuan, a young man in the realm of things, took a hand and assisted Lu Zheng, barely stabilized Liu Yan's qi, and gradually smoothed Liu Yan's breathing.

"Damn, the roof has been lifted for Lao Tzu!"

While several people were healing Liu Yan on the side of the dragon chair, the owner of the Wentong Pavilion, Old Man Liu, walked in in with a dusty body, and he shouted loudly, "I'm going to be a mother! Daqin's gift this year is big enough! This sword intent is unparalleled in the world! I don't know which old ancestor our Majesty sent to fight, and actually used such a pure true dragon power, how did I not know that there was such a number one person in Weiyang Palace! Oops? Old Lu Zheng, what are you dolls doing around there?"

When Old Man Liu approached slowly, there was a sense of 'who has a big dream, and I know it in my life.'

But when he saw Liu Yan's miserable face as white as snow, the old man finally understood what was going on, and his face gradually became solemn, and he complained impulsively, and immediately said solemnly to Lu Zheng, "Lu Xiang, Zhao Qing, Your Majesty is the first realm of literati, rashly bear unbearable weights, and your body is already overloaded.

Old Lu Zheng loved his disciples and waited for Old Man Liu, "Don't put tasteless farts here, Old Liu Tou, what should you do if you say change?"

Old man Liu didn't quarrel with Lu Zheng, and said solemnly, "I'll count from three to one, you wait to return to your mind quickly, and leave the rest to the old man, the matter is urgent, don't do it."

Delay."

Lu Zheng and Zhao Yuyuan did not hesitate at all, and immediately nodded, which can be regarded as peace.

Old Man Liu's face was expressionless, and a single finger of his right hand was lightly opened, and a rich aura of heaven and earth quickly gathered at his fingertips, "The first three mountains, the last three mountains, the three mountains are immortals. Three, two, one, let's go!"

Lu Zheng and Zhao Yuyuan retracted their forces at the same time, and Old Man Liu left an afterimage in mid-air with one finger, and quickly pressed on Liu Yan's spine.

Suddenly, the aura of green and mysterious in the hall was endless.

Old man Liu lived for hundreds of years and read tens of thousands of books, and his mind blended the mysteries of Taoism, the kindness and gentleness of Buddhism, the benevolence and righteousness of Confucianism, the domineering of vertical and horizontal, the simplicity of the peasants, the fierceness of the Legalists, the sleekness of the famous masters, etc., which can be described as eclectic and all-inclusive.

His finger was injected into Liu Yan's body, like rain falling from the sky, and Liu Yan hummed comfortably and unconsciously and comfortably.

Lu Zheng has also experienced the ups and downs of the rivers and lakes, and he knows that healing is the most taboo for outsiders to disturb, so he hurriedly called in a low voice, "Li Changhong, quickly go and contact Mo Debo, and immediately send troops to control the entrances of the front hall, and prohibit anyone from entering!"

"No!" Li Changhong immediately took the order and left.

The Mo Debo in Old Man Liu's mouth just now is also a man of the hour.

Mo De is from the Mo family in Yanzhou, is the second son of the Mo family, his people are cautious, thoughtful, vigorous and resolute, in the Mo Zhouzhou party composed of Mo, Qing, Ke and Gong, Mo Debo is Liu Yan's favorite, one of the few descendants of the four clans, when he went to Quzhou to pass the edict to canonize Liu Yi as the five counties of Pingtian Order, it was by Mo De to go. Later, Lu Ling was beaten into the 'cold palace, and after Mo Debo came back from Quzhou, he was promoted by Liu Yan from Zhongsan to Yulin Zhonglang General, and the commander-in-chief of the palace was 6,000 Yulin Lang, who was Liu Yan's henchman.

Lu Zheng saw that Yu Linlang had already surrounded the front hall, and Chang Shuiwei had also doubled down on the dark place, so he re-observed the situation again.

I saw that the old man Liu was like an old monk, closing his eyes and not saying a word, only caring about turning his thoughts into qi machines, and constantly transporting them to Liu Yan's body, Liu Yan's expression was still comfortable and tranquil at first, but with the continuous instillation of his thoughts, Liu Yan's expression gradually became hideous.

Chang Zhongrong was concerned about the chaos, and was about to step forward to ask, but was stopped by Lu Zheng, he said in a low voice, "Old Man Liu integrates the learning of a hundred schools, and is one of the few people in the world who has collected a hundred schools, and his words and deeds are reasonable, so don't interfere more."

Unbeknownst to him, as soon as he finished speaking, Chang Zhongrong didn't react, and there was a commotion outside the door.