Xiliang City, Academy.

Listening to the waves of the bamboo sea, the sound of the waves formed by the undulating thin and stretched leaves envelops the entire academy, and today's academy is very famous in Xiliang City.

In addition to the former Confucius Wang Banshan in charge of the academy, it is also because the Wenqu monument was taken from the Lin'an Academy by the Anjia family and placed in Xiliang City.

The Wenqu Tablet is of great significance to the world's scholars, because the Wenqu Tablet contains Haoran, and if the reader can obtain Haoran's body, it is a recognition of his own cultivation and self-learning.

Therefore, all the scholars from all over the world gathered in Xiliang and studied diligently, in order to be able to obtain the qualification to extradite Haoran in front of the Wenqu Monument.

Coupled with the spread of Wang Banshan's thoughts, and the Xiliang Academy was built with the consent of everyone in An, for a time, all the scholars from all over the world converged into the sea like hundreds of rivers.

At this moment, the entire Xiliang Academy seemed to be shrouded in starlight.

In the dark, there is a strong bearing floating throughout the academy, and every corner is echoing, that is the literary atmosphere, the literary atmosphere of the scholars.

Many readers still don't know what happened, but they feel that at this moment, their understanding of learning and some problems in learning are easily solved, like divine help, and their consciousness is clear.

In front of the Wenqu Monument.

Wang Banshan and Zhu Huoxi had already been pushed by the inexplicable force to withdraw far away, and their figures spread into the sea of bamboo, and they could vaguely see the surrounding of the monument swept away, and the atmosphere was rolling!

Wang Banshan's eyes were shining, and his heart was shocked.

Zhu Huoxi stroked his beard, in disbelief.

"Gongzi An...... Sure enough, he is a natural reader, and the Wenqu Monument will have such big fluctuations, and he has never seen a scholar who can lead to such a vast array for so many years. ”

Zhu Huoxi sighed.

Even the poets and immortals of the previous dynasty were difficult to induce such changes in the Wenqu Monument.

"The Wenqu tablet is a treasure of Confucianism and Taoism, and our understanding of this treasure is ...... Too shallow, too little. ”

"However, if the Wenqu Monument can help Childe, make Childe get a great harvest, and even help Childe break through at the spiritual level, then it is enough, it is an honor for our Academy."

Wang Banshan sighed.

He is well aware of the status and importance of happiness in the world today.

An Le has just suppressed the heavens' arrangement of the earth's ascension to the immortals, and resisted a heaven's plan, such a person is the glory of the whole world, and it is closely related to the future of the world.

The matter of ascending to the immortal land has already shown that the heavens have the intention of touching the world, and now although An Le has sealed the ascending immortal land, can it really guarantee that the ascending immortal land will not continue to open up in the future? Will the Heavenly Immortals re-enter the human world and pose a great threat?

Wang Banshan knows that the future ...... There will definitely be a bigger crisis.

And the stronger the peace and well-being, the more likely it is to survive the crisis.

Therefore, he felt that it was an honor for the Wenqu Monument to help An Le.

The two of them stood quietly in the bamboo sea, in a good mood, they didn't know what An Le could get in the Wenqu Monument.

After all, An Le had already extradited Haoran a long time ago, so what about now?

"Perhaps...... Childe can see the Confucian and Taoist saints from the Wenqu stele. ”

Wang Banshan thought for a while and said.

……

……

The power of Anle's soul slowly immersed himself in the Wenqu Monument.

The picture in front of him also began to change a lot, he saw a vast and boundless sea, the sea water was sparkling, but there was starlight reflecting, it seemed very empty, as if he could not see the end at a glance.

An Le sat in a Confucian shirt, carried his hands, and walked in this sea of stars.

Looking into the distance, there is a boundless expanse, the direction is not clear, the end and the target cannot be seen, and there is not even a point on the cliffside.

"In the Wenqu Monument, there is no end to learning."

An Le thoughtfully.

Now that he has a strong spiritual power, he naturally will not be a little flustered, and his own cultivation is there, and his confidence is also full.

He walked slowly, unhurriedly, walking on the surface of the sea, and the calm sea was rippling with layers of ripples.

Every time Anle walked, his ears seemed to ring and he read aloud less,

looked down at the starlight sea below, but found that the sea seemed to have turned into a huge screen, he walked alone on the sea, and on the other side of the sea, there were scenes of rotation.

In the picture, there are children dressed in coarse cloth, reading diligently and assiduously, herding cattle and reading and learning at the same time.

There are also scholars who rush to take the exam, lighting the lamp at night, and the head cantilever cone the strand.

There are also young people who get up every day when the sky is slightly bright, cross the rugged mountain road, walk countless straw shoes, and come to the private school to study, just to smell the fragrance of books and peek at the sea of learning.

……

An Le walked, and every step he took fell, there would be a picture of a scholar studying diligently and diligently in the ripples spreading, like ink smudging.

An Le reads very seriously, is diligent and hardworking, which is a quality that every reader must have.

After seeing too many pictures, An Le's mind fluctuated slightly, and he may have some understanding, but with his current level of spiritual river, the influence of this level cannot improve his spiritual power too much.

I don't know how long I walked, but I saw too many pictures of diligent and diligent studies reflected on the other side of the sea, and my happiness was like stopping water.

Suddenly, the front walk in the middle of the sea came to an end.

A mountain rises from the ground, towering like a cloud.

Stopping in peace, I raised my eyes and saw a figure sitting on the top of the mountain, turning into a long river and flowing slowly, like a sacred dragon, winding around the mountain, forming a mountain road.

The eyes were attracted by the figure, and just because the figure sat upright, it attracted all the light in the heavens and the earth.

In the sky above that figure, two words appeared, just floating, exuding an extremely rich origin.

"Haoran."

An Le looked at that word and couldn't help but pronounce it.

Then, the eyes slightly appeared different colors.

"Source Symbol."

"Complete Source Symbol."

An Le had mastered the complete time source talisman, so he naturally knew what was the difference between the breath of the complete source talisman and the breath of the incomplete source talisman.

Moreover, An Le could feel the great power contained in this source talisman.

It seems to be completely condensed by Haoran.

Glimpse of this Haoran source talisman, An Le is a little sudden, why can the power of Haoran continue to emerge in the Wenqu stele, so that the world's scholars can extradite Haoran to add it.

Originally...... The Wenqu Tablet contains a complete Haoran Source Talisman!

"Little friend, since you're here, let's climb the mountain."

Suddenly, An Le's ears heard a sound with a smile.

An Le looked at the figure, but saw the figure that couldn't see clearly, and he also looked at An Le, with wisdom and elegance in his eyes.

After dusting off his shirt, An Le clenched his fists, and then stepped into the mountains from the sea and began to climb the mountain.

When stepping on the mountain, An Le raised his eyebrows, because every inch of this mountain is actually made of stacked books.

"Book Mountain ......"

An Le took a deep breath.

Within the literary song, you can see the mountain of learning sea books......

An Le suddenly understood who this figure sitting on the top of the mountain would be, a Confucian and Taoist sage.

The creator of Confucianism and Taoism in the world, the originator of scholars, has opened up the wisdom of the ignorant world.

For scholars all over the world, meeting Confucianism is like worshipping.

However, today's An Le is no longer the weak scholar who just crossed that meeting and first entered Lin'an, he is a strong man in the eleventh realm, and he has outstanding achievements in the heavens and the world.

Stepping up the mountain, there are paths in the Book Mountain, ordinary people can't set foot on it, but for An Le, the road to the Book Mountain is not difficult.

The scenery of Book Mountain is excellent, and after a while, An Le climbed to the top of the mountain.

The breeze is gentle, and you can get a glimpse of the long sea of learning.

In the sea of learning, there is a picture of a scholar studying diligently.

"The younger generation is happy, and I have seen the seniors."

An Le looked at the old man sitting on the rock at the top of the mountain, dressed in a Confucian shirt, although the old man had white beard and white hair, but he was burly, had the momentum to carry the mountain, and was strong and strong, not like a scholar, more like an authentic martial artist.

The old man's eyes fell on An Le's body.

His eyes were full of complexity and emotion.

"You don't seem surprised at all to see me."

Rusheng said.

An Le smiled, but also eclectic, sitting on the ground: "There are Confucian saints in the Wenqu stele, and there was a guess in the next morning, as early as when the Wenqu stele was moved out of Lin'an and placed in Xiliang City, it was perceived. ”

"Wenqu Monument and Wu Kui Stone, Wu Kui Stone...... There should also be a strong man, and it should be related to the soldiers of the hundred schools of thought. ”

An Le's speculation made the burly old man brush his beard and smile.

"What a witty and intelligent young man."

The Confucian sage smiled, looked at An Le's gaze, and showed appreciation: "What you do in the world, the old decay knows and perceives it, and the changes in the origin of the world are more clearly perceived by the old decay." ”

"You have brought a different change to the world."

"The artist is bold."

The Confucian saint exclaimed.

Saying that An Le Yi is bold is not a mockery, but a real compliment.

After all, An Le fought against Zhao Xianyou alone, and after defeating the other party, he also banned the Immortal Ascension Land with his own strength...... Isn't this an artist who is bold?

Zhao Xianyou is the reincarnation of the True Martial Emperor, that is the True Martial Emperor!

The controller of the top forces in the heavens, one of the few extreme powerhouses in the heavens!

An Le smiled, clenched his fists and arched his hand: "The predecessors praised it falsely, it's just that the cultivation in the world is exhausted, if the land of ascending immortals is opened, it can restore the cultivation in the world in a short time, but in the long run, it will bring endless troubles." ”

"Heaven is a realm, and the world is also a realm, we can't let the world become the back garden of God, that is unfair to the people of the world, and we, as people who stand at the top of the world's cultivation, should stand up as a matter of course."

The words are very simple, and the meaning is very simple, but there are very few practitioners who can really do it.

Not everyone is brave enough to do such a thing.

After all, what to face...... It's Heaven!

When the burly Confucian sage heard this, the satisfaction that appeared on his face became more and more intense.

On the top of the book mountain, the breeze is gentle, and the Confucian saints and An Le talk very happily, and the two talk a lot, about practice, about learning, about the soul, and so on......

The background of Confucianism is very profound, which makes An Le very pleasantly surprised, and for cultivation, Confucianism also has a unique understanding, and at the spiritual level, the realm of Confucianism seems to be extremely high, which can give An Le Daigo-like analysis.

You must know that the power of peace and happiness at the spiritual level has reached three levels.

Confucianism can still give analysis, indicating that Confucianism is at the spiritual level...... Perhaps it is not weaker than comfort, or even surpasses comfort.

However, this is not surprising.

Confucianism, as the creation of Confucianism and Taoism in the world, is not the same era as the first emperor Yingqin, he left a legend to the world, and then disappeared in the world, leaving only the Wenqu monument.

But in fact, the glory of the era of the hundred schools of thought is a grand event in the world.

It has created a lot of strong people.

"The Wenqu Tablet is based on my source talisman, and my source talisman contains an extremely large amount of Haoran, and I created Wenqu with Haoran, so that the world's readers can have a goal."

"Haoran, in fact, is also a kind of spiritual power."

"You want to break through the third-order spiritual power...... This is not an easy task. ”

The Confucian sage's eyes were deep, but he was a little emotional.

"After the third order, there is the holy stage...... The old decay is to enter the holy stage with the soul, but after the spiritual holy stage, the old body cannot bear it, and the physical body is broken, and it can no longer linger in the world. ”

Confucian Sheng said with emotion.

"The old decay left a monument of Wenqu in the world, and left a wisp of spiritual power in Xuehai Shushan, which is to remind the younger generations one day that if you want to take the road of spiritual entry into the holy stage, it is essential to boil the body."

"Ying Qin's creation of the cultivation method, the development of forging the body and refining the gods, in fact, is also the influence of decay."

"Although the two-pronged practice will be difficult, will waste a lot of time, and will kill many geniuses, but ...... This is actually a path to the limit. ”

Confucian Sheng's eyes were deep, and he looked at An Le and said.

When An Le heard this, he couldn't help but suddenly, his eyes were shining, no wonder the First Emperor Ying Qin would promote a new cultivation, not a single forging body or refining gods, but a two-pronged approach of forging the body and refining the gods.

It turns out that there is the guidance of Confucianism behind it.

It is no wonder that An Le felt a throbbing in his heart when he saw the figure of the Confucian saint, and the other party had indeed stepped to the holy level at the spiritual level.

However, when An Le humbly asked how to break through the Holy Rank Spiritual Realm, the Confucian Saint only shook his head.

"This path needs to be discovered by yourself, the heart and mind are the most precious things for everyone, and the most unique things, you need to find the path by yourself."

"If you can teach and teach, there will be very few strong people in heaven and earth who can step into the spiritual level of the Holy Order."

Ru Sheng looked at An Le, shook his head and said regretfully.

An Le heard this, but he was not too disappointed, or he had expected it.

Otherwise, there would be no need for him to gather the strengths of hundreds of schools to seek an opportunity to break through his soul.

An Le and the Confucian Sage chatted a lot on the top of the Book Mountain, the Confucian Sage was very easy-going, although it was just a wisp of spiritual will, but it gave An Le a lot of inspiration.

After a long time, An Le stood up and clenched his fists in farewell.

The burly figure of the Confucian saint also got up, and the same Confucian shirt raised lightly and hugged his fists, holding the gift of a scholar.

"Perhaps, you and I will see each other again, I hope that by then, your soul has broken through the third order and become the pillar of the world, supporting the world."

Ru Sheng said with a smile.

"With your talent and cultivation, you will definitely go to the human world in the future."

"You and I will talk about it then."

An Le's spiritual power that permeated the Wenqu monument began to gradually overflow like a breeze.

"I'm looking forward to it."

The words fell.

The breeze was slow, and on the mountain of books, An Le's figure had already dissipated.

……

……

The bamboo sea is rippling, and the green waves are rising one after another.

Before the monument, the wind began to slowly subside.

An Le's white clothes flew, and the spiritual power that diffused into the Wenqu monument gradually withdrew, and with what was taken out, there was a thick Haoran.

These mighty powers rolled like a long river, diffusing into the Mud Pill Palace of Anle, and blending into the long river of the soul, making the long river of the soul that had just fused the sword and bell sword intent grow again, and slowly moved forward towards breaking through the third order.

The master king Banshan and Zhu Huoxi floated in and landed outside the stele.

Looking at An Le with some amazement, looking at An Le bathed in Haoran, his heart was excited.

After a long time, An Le slowly opened his eyes, and his deep eyes seemed to contain the starry sky, and the powerful spiritual power fluctuated and spread, making the two masters feel depressed and heavy.

An Le waved towards the Wenqu stele, and then Fang got up and looked at the two masters.

The three of them slowly walked out of the monument, strolled through the bamboo sea, and continued to chat.

"Wenqu Monument is an opportunity left in the world by the predecessors of Confucianism, perhaps concentrating on reading does not involve practice, and it will be difficult to do anything in the future, but there is a Wenqu Monument, if you can read a famous hall in reading, extradite Haoran, and the future ...... Not much weaker than a practitioner who focuses on spiritual practice. ”

"Confucianism and Taoism are a road that has been opened up, focus on this road, and the future will be splendid."

As the sun sets, the sea of bamboo is covered in a reflected red glow.

An Le carried the ink pool on his waist and said to the two masters.

Zhu Huoxi fell into deep thought, and Wang Banshan was happy: "The son has seen the saint in the Wenqu monument?" ”

An Le nodded.

"The Confucian predecessors are strong people whose souls transcend the third order, and I have benefited a lot from my conversation, and this passage is also the meaning of the Confucian predecessors."

"Focusing on reading, doing a good job in learning, educating the world, and gaining Haoran is the road of scholars."

When Zhu Huoxi and Wang Banshan heard this, their faces suddenly turned solemn.

The two clenched their fists and fought deeply.

"Thank you for your sermon."

The two are very solemn, representing the reverence and gratitude of the world's scholars for An Le.

An Le smiled and waved his hand, and said goodbye in return.

One step will turn into a streamer and disappear between heaven and earth.

Zhu Huoxi and Wang Banshan retracted their gaze.

Zhu Huoxi's eyes were deep, and a smile hung on the corner of his lips: "Old Wang, Gongzi's words made me understand that my path is right...... It made me determined to go down this path. ”

Wang Banshan stroked his beard and smiled, and looked back at the stele.

I saw that it was as vast as a dragon.

……

……

I went to Jianchi Palace, went to Ganye Temple, and walked to the academy again.

I have gained a lot from the peace of mind.

The sword bell of the Sword Pond Palace, and the Wenqu Tablet of the Academy have all strengthened his soul a lot, although he is still far from impacting the Holy Rank, but at least it is growing, which is good news.

The strength of the soul requires a strong enough body to carry it, which is the experience of the Confucian sage.

The comfort of mastering the sword qi of the void and reality is very recognizable to this.

Because, when the mind is strong enough to a certain extent, it can affect reality, and the physical body cannot bear it, and it will naturally collapse.

However, An Le may not need to worry about this, his physical strength is rare in the world, he has mastered the Ancestral Sutra of Humanity, he is strong in forging his body, and he stands at the top of the world and the heavens.

Even in the heavens, there are very few who want to compare with him on the physical level.

And after communicating with the Confucian Sage today, An Le felt like he had been empowered, and he could no longer suppress the improvement of his own forging cultivation.

He may be able to devote his body and mind to the enhancement of his physical body, because the stronger the physical body, the more stable and sufficient the soul can be carried.

An Le was worried that the physical body had stepped into the eleven realms, and the mind had not broken through the realm, which would make the two unbalanced.

But after communicating with the Confucian sage, I no longer have this concern.

After bidding farewell to the two masters and leaving the academy, An Le went to visit Lu Yishan, Li Youan and others, but their understanding of the spiritual level was limited, and An Le did not stay for a long time, but after receiving the qi of the years, he left adrift.

Back to the Seventh Mountain.

Night falls, deep as the abyss.

The black clouds are rolling, and there is not a single starlight in sight.

An Le returned to the courtyard, popped out the ink pool, and inserted it on the old locust tree, his heart moved, the five internal organs flashed brightly, and the five birds and true spirits jumped out, and began to devour and refine the energy in the green bronze innate gossip mirror of the holy weapon.

No longer restraining his physical body from becoming stronger, An Le naturally chose to let go of his hands and feet to practice.

When the five birds devoured energy to enhance themselves.

An Le is immersed in the long river of the soul, and begins to observe the picture of the sword intent on the sword bell, so that each sword intent has been integrated into the long river of the soul and strengthens the power of the long river.

For three consecutive days, An Le practiced on the seventh mountain to strengthen himself.

Rumble!!!

Finally, on the fourth day, on the top of the mountain, there were beams of light rushing up, one by two, one by three...... Five in a row, the treasure light is long, straight into the sky!

Five true spirits of five birds stood on the top of the mountain, letting out a deafening roar and cry.

Demon Tiger, Fierce Tiger, Divine Deer, Demon Ape and Sword Crane...... The five true spirits, after devouring the power of the holy weapon, were finally promoted one after another, and the five great treasures were successively promoted to the third level!

Sitting in the small courtyard, the breath of An Le's body is rising, and above the body, the five organs exude brilliant light, and the ascension of the five birds of the treasure has a great effect on the enhancement of An Le's body.

And the biggest benefit is that the sixth part of the Ancestral Sutra of Humanity has been successfully comprehended, and verses have begun to emerge!

After the breath recovered, An Le slowly opened his eyes, and his face was peaceful.

"The physical body is getting stronger and stronger, the five birds of the Supreme Treasure have stepped into the third order, the physical body has been improved again, and the sixth chapter of the Humane Ancestral Sutra is also enlightened, and then I will go to the fourth senior sister to take the sixth mountain and river tripod...... Then the physical body will be more powerful. ”

"I hope that after the soul river breaks through the third order, it will be able to keep up with the footsteps of the physical body."

……

……

North of the Canglang River, the capital of Yuan and Mongolia.

Tension enveloped the city.

Emperor Yuanmeng retreated, and immediately after returning from the retreat from Lin'an, he did not take any action, and the big and small affairs of the Yuanmeng Empire were handed over to Zuo Xiang Boyan to deal with.

Bo Yan didn't have many complaints, because he knew that the pressure on Emperor Yuanmeng was too great, and this pressure came from Anle.

Although Emperor Yuanmeng also defeated the great power of the heavens, there was a gap compared to the relaxed freehand of peace and happiness.

Emperor Yuanmeng didn't have any confidence in today's peace and happiness, so he ...... That's where the pressure comes.

This pressure also spread to the entire Yuanmeng.

After all, as the god of the Yuanmeng Empire, if the Yuanmeng Emperor is defeated, it means that the Yuanmeng Empire is defeated, and there is basically no suspense, and no one can carry a whole country like the Yuanmeng Emperor.

Besides, the strength of the Anle coalition is too strong.

Unless Emperor Yuanmeng defeats An Le and kills An Le, he has the possibility of leading Yuan Meng to turn the tables.

Otherwise, in the comparison of the strong, Yuanmeng has a huge disadvantage.

King Kunpeng, the two Dragon Monarchs of the East China Sea and the North Sea, as well as the old powerhouses such as the Old Sword Saint and the Old Heavenly Master, have all set foot in the Eleventh Realm, and the Eleven Realm powerhouses can basically affect the battle situation.

Therefore, Bo Yan is also under great pressure, even so big that it is difficult to breathe, and he can't see any hope of victory.

In the palace, Zuo Xiang Boyan put down the wolf pen in his hand, because someone came from outside the palace.

Marshal Toure appeared in armor and had a depraved look on his face.

"Zuo Xiang, Your Majesty...... Haven't you gotten out yet? ”

Toure was a burly man, with a large waist and a full beard, and he looked a little arrogant, but he was very cautious when questioning at the moment.

"Nope."

Bo Yan shook his head, sat opposite Marshal Toure, made tea and chatted with him.

"These days, all the spies we have planted in many cities south of the Canglang River have lost contact...... were all uprooted, and there was no sound, Lu Yishan's methods were thunderous and ruthless, and after taking over many cities in Dazhao, the situation has now stabilized. ”

"Ye Longsheng, Di Zang, and Chongshiji, the peerless generals of the former Great Zhao, are eager to cross the river immediately to crusade against us, recover the lost land in Middle Earth, and sit in the border army of the Canglang River, and the message sent back has seen the banners of the Ye family army and the seed family army."

"Northern Expedition of the Allied Forces...... It should be soon. ”

Toure rubbed his rough hair, rubbed his face, and exhaled a bitter face.

After a ceremonial operation, Zuo Xiangbo poured a cup of tea for Toure.

"Have a cup of tea and be quiet."

Bo Yan himself poured himself a cup of tea and drank it.

"Zuo Xiang, how can you be calm......

"The coalition army is menacing, once the Canglang River is crossed, the Yuanmeng Iron Cavalry may not be able to stop it, mainly because they have the strong men of the eleven realms...... If we meet, we will lose. ”

Toure wept with a sad face.

After cultivating to set foot in the Ten Realms, he understood the horror of the Eleventh Realm, which was an irresistible realm.

How did Zuo Xiang Boyan not know this, he tasted tea quietly, and his heart was bitter, but he couldn't say it.

Emperor Yuanmeng asked him to temporarily manage the affairs of the empire, and he had to stabilize the morale of the army.

"Left Phase...... Otherwise, ask Your Majesty, is there a way for me to set foot in the Eleventh Realm? ”

Suddenly, Zuo Xiang Boyan narrowed his eyes, lowered his voice, and whispered.

Zuo Xiangboyan opened his eyes suddenly, and his eyes looked at him sharply.

"You're thinking about fart?"

Bo Yan said sharply.

Toure touched his nose: "Since Your Majesty can let me wait for nine people to break through to the Ten Realms, maybe there is a way for me to wait for the Eleventh Realm......

Zuo Xiang Boyan shook his head: "Don't think about this for the time being, if you can, Your Majesty will definitely give us a chance, Your Majesty has not said, we will wait...... Don't ask. ”

"Not a word shall be spoken."

Toure felt the seriousness of Zuo Xiang's words, and his face became solemn.

Rumble!

Suddenly.

The entire Yuanmeng shook suddenly, like an earth dragon turning over, and the whole city was shaking incessantly, the dust was shaking down, and the smoke was rolling.

Boyan and Toure were accustomed to it.

They knew that this was because Emperor Yuanmeng was devouring the power of the fused dragon veins.

This momentum is indeed terrifying.

"I hope Your Majesty can succeed, now I understand a little bit of Da Zhao's fear in the face of Yuanmeng......

"Today's happiness is just like that of Your Majesty back then...... It brings depression and terror to the whole world. ”

"Whew...... I hope Your Majesty can devour the power of fusing the nine dragon veins. ”

"In this way, it is Yuanmeng's only hope."

Zuo Xiangbo sighed.

The shaking lasted for a long time, and many houses in the capital of Yuanmeng were unable to bear it, and collapsed directly, and the ground cracked and cracked, spreading like an abyss.

In the palace, after sighing, he was shocked by the left minister who was talking to Toure about drinking tea.

"That's not right...... This time the ground movement lasted a little long! ”

Marshal Toure got up suddenly, looked at the left minister, and couldn't help but say.

Zuo Xiang Boyan couldn't calm down, he didn't care about drinking tea, the tea cup in his hand had already been broken, and the tea was poured all over the ground.

Pale and frightened.

"Your Majesty...... This is...... Failed? ”

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