In the confinement room, He An slowly exhaled.

The breath is in a straight line, like a white horse, and it lasts for a long time.

A punch was thrown, and the true qi swept through the air current, slamming into the stone wall, and a huge muffled sound resounded through the stone room.

The ash chips were mixed with fine grains of sand and gravel, and there were some tiny potholes in the stone wall.

He An's eyes were cold, and he glanced at the red paper on the stone table, which was Li Bei's war book.

Before I went out, someone couldn't wait to find trouble.

It's okay, let's use him to test the recent cultivation results.

He An's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the tiny hole in the stone wall.

The wound on his back has healed completely.

In the past two months, he has endured the pain and does not know how much pure heaven and earth vitality he has refined, and the meridians in his body have expanded and opened, becoming different from ordinary people.

Although the cold qi of the stone chamber can stagnate the operation of true qi, the speed of his true qi is no different from that in the outside world.

Dan Ji was full of true qi, constantly using the "Amazing Finger" to consume, in the process, he faintly touched the trick of the second type of "Killing Immortal Finger" of "Amazing Finger", perhaps, only one opportunity is needed to stimulate it.

Between exhaling and inhaling, the depleted true qi in Danji was filled again.

With such a domineering true qi running speed, how terrifying would it be to get out of the confinement room and put it in the outside world?

Looking at the war book on the stone table again, He An's chest was a little hot, and he had some small expectations in his heart......

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Approaching the Spring Festival, Luoyang City in Kyoto is lively.

Zhixingyuan is also going on vacation, and one month of annual leave is just right to spend the holiday with your family.

The students in the vicinity of Luoyang City all went out to buy things, prepare gifts, and make plans to go home.

Fan Dazhi can only stay in the imperial capital for the New Year because He An is still in confinement and his hometown is far away.

On the twenty-third day of the lunar month, the Zhixing Academy was officially closed, and some students left one after another, and the Zhixing Academy was suddenly quiet.

The streets were filled with the sporadic sound of firecrackers, the occasional smell of fried food wafted by, and the air began to smell festive.

Fan Dazhi couldn't be happy.

There is no need to go to class during the day, and he is not in the mood to go out for a stroll, except for visiting He An, the only one who can accompany him every day is the little black cat.

It's just that the cat seems to have lost a lot of energy last time, and it looks wilted, and most of the time it curls up in the quilt and naps.

Gu Qingzhou and others also came to visit He An several times, and invited Fan Dazhi to drink together, but they were all pushed away by his lack of interest.

Ding Wenruo brought two red envelopes and two sets of new clothes, saying that they were handed over for his father.

Jin Caiyun has not been in Zhixingyuan recently, and I don't know if he has also returned to his hometown.

Time, in this difficult endure, suffered to the Chinese New Year's Eve.

In the evening, it snowed again, and it was another year.

The city of Luoyang has been full of firecrackers, and sometimes there are brilliant fireworks blooming in the night sky.

Looking at the happy crowd on the street, Fan Dazhi felt lonely.

Back at his lodgings, he sat alone on the threshold, staring at the snow outside the door, and suddenly felt a little homesick......

"Second brother!"

A silver bell-like voice sounded, and a pretty face appeared in front of Fan Dazhi's eyes, it was Han Chanjuan.

She was wearing a red gold silk jacket, covered with apricot red, her pretty face was buried in white foxhair, her eyes were blinking, and the whole person looked festive and naughty.

"What are you going to do here?"

Fan Dazhi scratched his head a little puzzled, and saw that Han Chanjuan was followed by a guy carrying a burden.

"Let's go, let's find He An, let's eat hot pot together to celebrate the New Year!"

Han Chanjuan smiled and shook the snow foam on her body.

Fan Dazhi's mood suddenly became cheerful, and when the two arrived at the punishment hall, there was only one elderly teacher on duty, and they entered the confinement room smoothly after being reported.

The guy unloaded the things he was carrying at the door of the backyard, took Han Chanjuan's bounty, and went happily.

The two of them took charcoal, copper pots, water bladders, beef and mutton, vegetables, dumplings and other ingredients, and finally walked through the dark and long stone steps and entered the stone room, Fan Dazhi was tired and out of breath.

He An couldn't help but be surprised and happy when he saw the two.

The three of them were busy for a long time, lit a carbon fire, set up a copper pot, and sat together......

The carbon fire was red, the hot pot was boiling, and the cold in the stone room seemed to be dispelled a lot.

"I bought these things with Aunt Xue, and the dumplings were made by me!"

Han Chanjuan said, and put a dumpling in He An's bowl.

He An looked at her pretty face flushed by the firelight, fine beads of sweat on her forehead because of busyness, and a few haircuts stuck to it, looking extremely cute.

He An took a bite of the dumplings, and the entrance was fragrant, and it turned out to be shrimp filling.

"Hmmm! Delicious! ”

The hot pot warms up, the beauty warms her heart, watching Han Chanjuan keep picking up dishes for the two, He Anxin was secretly moved.

The three of them ate and chatted, and complained to each other, and there seemed to be endless topics.

Han Chanjuan looked at He An's handsome face in the mist, and in a trance, she only felt that she was in this deep prison, and it didn't seem to be difficult to be cold and unbearable......

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On the streets of Luoyang City, the new snowdrift jade trees are full of Chinese lanterns hanging high, and the night sky is full of brilliant and dazzling fireworks.

Pedestrians are weaving, and the lively Chinese New Year's Eve dilutes the cold, and people flock to the vicinity of the palace, waiting for the New Year's bell to ring.

The sound of children's play, the deafening sound of firecrackers, and the sound of festive gongs and drums filled people's eardrums......

The people of the Great Chen Empire looked forward to it, looking in the direction of the majestic palace.

At this time of year, when the New Year's bell rings in Jingyang Palace, the people kneel down one after another, burn incense and pray for blessings, praying for good weather and abundant crops in the coming year.

It is said that sometimes His Majesty the Emperor will also come to the scene in person, and he can have the opportunity to see the face of the sky, and the people of the Great Chen Empire are even more eager to see it.

Outside Jingyang Palace, on the viewing floor, Emperor Chen Zhao Chang wore a colorful dragon crown and was dressed in auspicious clothes, surrounded by a group of palace eunuchs, and slowly walked towards the city.

Perhaps because of the New Year, the accompanying palace maids and eunuchs walked much more easily, and there was a hint of joy between their eyebrows and eyes.

Emperor Chen glanced at the people under the city lightly, took a deep breath, and the cold air entered his chest, and his spirit was lifted.

The emperor's big hand rested on the thick city bricks, cold and refreshing.

He is the most powerful man in this world, and now he is the true ruler of the world, looking down on all beings.

The people under the city had sharp eyes, and when they saw the Ming Huang Luo umbrella flashing at the head of the city from a distance, they suddenly became agitated, and then the excitement and joy spread rapidly like a plague......

When Emperor Chen, who was standing on the tower of the city, found that the city was abnormal, the people had fallen down like a tide, some were so excited that they burst into tears, some prayed, some danced, some even fainted excitedly, and more cheered loudly.

"Holy One—"

"Your Majesty—"

"Emperor, God—"

All sorts of voices intertwined, buzzed, and grew louder and louder, slowly and spontaneously converging into loud slogans.

"Hooray——!

"Hooray——!

"Hooray——!

Right now.

"Bell—"

A loud and leisurely sound resounded through the heavens and the earth.

The New Year's bell is accompanied by the shouts of the people, floating in the night sky of Luoyang City.

The bell rings endlessly, and the aftermath resounds, ringing through the sky.

Emperor Chen's big hand on the city bricks tightened, there was no expression on his face, but there seemed to be two clusters of flames burning in his eyes looking at the crowd.

The Great Chen Empire overthrew the tyrannical Liang, and fought in the east and west for many years, and now it has been recuperating for less than 20 years......

Fortunately, the people of the Great Chen Empire are extremely simple and simple!

There were no wars, no displacements, they loved the land deeply, and they were extremely loyal to their country and their emperor.

"People's Heart...... Don't bear it! ”

Emperor Chen exhaled and turned into a wisp of white mist and drifted away.

He looked at the people under the city with burning eyes, and looked at the glittering and prosperous Luoyang City......

At the beginning of the new year, everything is renewed.

At this moment, he was uneasy and full of ambition......

Emperor Chen's profound gaze looked into the distance, crossed the palace of the heavy building, and cast it into the boundless dark night sky......

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On the vast, endless sea, the wind swept up dark clouds and stirred the inky blue waters.

The usually gentle sea, at this time, is like a grumpy, angry and spoiled child, setting off stormy waves and making a terrifying rumbling sound......

A petrel flew proudly between the clouds and the sea, like a black lightning bolt.

A few white waterfowl shrank their heads and hid behind the reef on the shore, shivering.

The tide swept in, and the huge waves crashed against the huge black reef, wave after wave, rolling countless snow-white foam, washing the beach.

This is an ordinary island, and a few fishermen on the island in strange costumes are looking at all this in front of them with horror.

The bold one among them craned his neck and shouted something in a loud voice, as if cursing the abominable ghostly weather.

I don't know how long later, the wind and waves gradually subsided, and the dark clouds in the sky that were originally piled up like lead blocks also cracked a gap, and the sun struggled to reveal a trace of light, and the golden light was sprinkled on the sea level, and there seemed to be countless golden snakes swimming in the sea.

Several fishermen excitedly packed up their simple fishing gear and began to prepare for fishing, and one of them looked into the distance, but blinked suspiciously.

In the distant sky, where the sea and the sky meet, there is a faint black line.

It seems to be a figure, in the waves, disappearing from time to time.

The figure galloped at an unbelievable speed.

Several other fishermen also noticed the strangeness, and looked at the figure that was getting closer and closer, dumbfounded.

I saw a person dressed in a green shirt and carrying a long sword, standing proudly above the sea, riding the wind and waves.

The golden glow of the sun sprinkled on his body, as if coated with a layer of golden light, his big sleeves waved, and his body posture was indescribably chic, really like a fairy coming to the world.

One person and one sword, chasing the wind and waves, and enjoying the world.

What kind of magical power is this?

Could this be the legendary fairy?

When several fishermen saw this scene, they could no longer hold back the shock in their hearts, and knelt down one after another, bowing and worshipping......