"Let's take a look."

After a moment of silence, the owner of the voice regained his composure, a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and passed the silk silk to the other two.

Indoor sandalwood curling, an emperor, a scribe, a bald man sit and drink tea.

The three of them sat around, looking like they were bald and black-robed middle-aged people, living in the main seat, and the other two, whether they were emperors or scribes, were all sitting at the bottom with a slightly respectful expression.

"Venerable, although Chen Ping has miraculously risen, after all, the time is too short and the background is not enough, according to Gu's opinion, there is no need to pay attention to it.

Not only did he ignore it, but he also had to draw troops from the south, attack Yujing in the south, seize the name of orthodoxy, and then move his army south......"

"Your Majesty, no."

Venerable Mingyu hadn't had time to think about the gains and losses in the words of Emperor Yuwen Mu of the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

The scribe beside him looked a little anxious.

He had also seen the silk silk.

Knowing the situation in the south, looking at it, his eyes had changed greatly, and he couldn't bear it anymore at this time, and he didn't care about the number of courtesies, so he suddenly interrupted Yu Wenmu's words.

"Murong Aiqing, what do you think, please don't hesitate to give advice, the widow is not a person who can't listen to advice."

Yuwen Mu was not unhappy at all.

Instead, he clapped his hands and chuckled, looking very cheerful.

Seeing Yuwen Mu's demeanor, Murong Qianshan, the prime minister of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, secretly complained in his heart, but his face was not obvious at all, but he just glanced at the Mingyu Venerable who had no emotion, and saw that the other party did not say anything to stop him, so he arched his hand and said with a smile: "Congratulations to Your Majesty, Congratulations to Your Majesty, Venerable Yuxiao is dead, Chen Ping has achieved the great momentum, and Your Majesty's great cause is about to be completed." ”

"What do you mean by that?"

Yu Wenmu leaned forward, and the crown on his head swayed lightly, and he could see the light in his eyes.

Everyone knows that Murong Qianshan has an accurate vision and promises, the Northern Zhou Dynasty was originally a Hu dynasty, most of the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty were reckless, and the people under his rule were also shocked three times a day, and under the panic of the people, no matter how good the governance strategy was, it was not enough to win the trust of people.

And Murong Qianshan, with only one strategy, made the people under his rule trust the Northern Zhou, not only did the tribes work together to attack Nanli, but also let the people under his rule forget their homeland and embrace the new dynasty.

Since Murong Qianshan came to power.

No matter where the Northern Zhou Dynasty hit, it could quickly digest the original southern people, and collect the world's money and grain to the royal court to recruit soldiers and horses.

The soldiers shocked Yujing.

"Wei Chen is shallow, and I also ask His Holiness and His Majesty to be aware that Chen Ping is very urgent, and it is indeed a great threat. However, there is one thing that I don't know if the two of them have ever discovered. According to the silk newspaper, Chen Ping is a person who is practicing the Fubo Island Shenwu Inheritance and the Dragon Sutra. ”

"The Dragon Sutra, yes, if it weren't for the Dragon Sutra, he wouldn't have been able to improve his cultivation so quickly, and he would have been able to kill Yuxiao not long after breaking through the Divine Martial Realm."

Venerable Mingyu smiled, although the laughter was gentle and calm, it could not hide the sense of loss in it.

It is no secret how many years this person has been cultivating for Yuxiao Venerable Qin Jiang.

Even, even the old guy who specializes in farming and likes to stay at home and secretly play with intrigues and tricks, what he is good at and how strong his combat power is, Venerable Mingyu is also clear.

Since the Black Dragon Terrace integrated the intelligence forces of Black Lotus Island and the Northern Zhou Hu people, its strength has increased greatly, coupled with the fact that the Great Commander Shui Wuyan is shrewd and capable, and his strength is extraordinary.

Over the years, whether it is Da Zhou or Nanli, some big and small news, big and small, will reach his ears.

Especially the distribution of masters in the world, as well as personal tendencies, etc., all of them can't escape the control of Black Dragon Terrace.

As a master of the Divine Martial Quadruple and the Second Realm of the Thunder System, even if the Ming Yu Venerable personally made a move, it would take a lot of effort to take it.

However, such a cunning veteran Shenwu died like this.

If you think about it, you can understand how strong the talent of the young man in the south who is only eighteen years old.

The previous shock was not because he was worried about Chen Ping's current strength and what kind of losses could be caused.

It was the other person's age that made him think of something not so wonderful.

If you are not even eighteen years old, you are so strong, if you give him a good period of development, will it ......

I can't even think about it.

For the first time, Venerable Mingyu was a little skeptical, whether his own black lotus plan could succeed, and whether that black lotus could still bloom?

Venerable Mingyu muttered the words "Dragon Sutra", and suddenly his voice paused.

"Mr. Murong is saying, luck?"

He seemed to understand something.

"Exactly."

Murong Qianshan nodded hurriedly, and when he saw that Yuwen Mu next to him was still confused, he slowed down and explained carefully: "Your Majesty is not a cultivator, and it is normal that you don't understand the cultivation method of the Dragon Sutra of Fubo Island.

It is rumored that this exercise is extremely powerful, but the cultivation speed is also extremely slow. ”

Speaking of this, Murong Qianshan picked up the teacup and moistened his throat, and did not sell it: "If you continue to practice like this step by step, no matter how talented Chen Ping is, it is impossible for him to cultivate to the point where he can kill Venerable Yuxiao in a short period of time...... One realm and one heaven, it's not a joke. ”

"Since he was able to kill Yuxiao, no matter what method he used, he forced that Shenxiao Sword Sect Supreme Elder to not even be able to escape, it can be estimated that Chen Ping's cultivation has at least reached the Triple Perfection and the Dragon Law Body has been achieved.

It is certain that this person must have taken a shortcut and extracted the boundless power of luck from more than 400 cities in the south to assist in his cultivation. ”

"The widow understands, there is a lot of luck in the world, one more and the other is less, Chen Ping robbed the south of the power of a lot of luck. Then, there will be less on Yujing's side.

And Ji Tang Lao'er is now at the critical moment of the achievement of the true dragon law body, and he has been cut off a big piece of meat, and the certainty of breaking through will naturally become smaller.

Since ancient times, there have been clouds, and when two tigers fight, there will be an injury. This Nanli Dynasty is grabbing pearls in Erlong, haha......"

Speaking of this, Yuwen Mu couldn't hold back anymore and laughed.

Isn't that God helping me?

Venerable Mingyu also showed a slight smile on his face: "It is the two dragons who grab the pearl father and son game, and they will never die, whoever takes the first step will have a chance to win."

Therefore, in the face of the rise of the south, Yujing is a hundred times more uncomfortable than our Northern Zhou.

As expected, Ji Tang had already sent troops and sent generals to kill Chen Ping one after another, wanting to take the lead and put Chen Ping to death. ”

He pondered for a while, and then said: "If at this time, drag Ji Tang's hind legs and drag Nanli into the quagmire, we are likely to reap the benefits of the fisherman." ”

Murong Qianshan listened, his eyebrows raised slightly, and he wanted to say something, but he fell silent again.

It seems that the three people in this room are drinking tea and discussing the situation in the world, and everyone is talking freely.

However, he did not ignore it all the time, and his identity was actually the lowest.

What dominates the world, prospers the country with one word, and misleads the country with one word, it is all held up by others.

When needed, he is naturally the prime minister.

When you don't need it, it's the end of car cracking and digging graves.

A lesson from the past, not too far away.

There are many places in history that can be counted.

And Yuwen Mu of the Northern Zhou Dynasty is a person who shows tolerance on the outside and is ruthless on the inside.

Don't be angry.

Murong Qianshan's words and actions on weekdays are not enough to describe his pressure.

If Yu Wenmu is here, he still has some ways to handle it, which is enough to ensure that he can get out of the way.

Venerable Mingyu is a character who can never be offended.

It doesn't work out if you sweep the face.

This person has a very high cultivation, and he is a person among the immortals, but it's okay.

The most feared thing is Mingyu's identity background.

He represents the Black Lotus Island in the West Pole.

It is rumored that the overseas Three Immortal Islands can determine the rise and fall of the dynasty.

If it weren't for the support of Black Lotus Island.

As a royal court force of the desert Hu people, the Northern Zhou Dynasty had a few dares to try to touch the land of the Central Plains.

It's true that Fubo Island and Purple Bamboo Forest are vegetarians.

There is also a world retreat hidden between the white mountains and black waters, and the masters of the two factions of Taoism and Buddhism are likely to join forces to beat the army of the Northern Zhou Dynasty so that his mother doesn't know him at the first time.

After all, this is an era of strong force and endless masters.

One man can defeat all armies, not a legend, but a real possibility.

Only when all parties are restrained and the background is deep can we go to the end and have the last laugh.

For this point, whether it is Yuwen Mu or Murong Qianshan, they are very clear.

Venerable Mingyu, since he has his own ideas, wants to drag Yujing Jitang Lao'er's hind legs, and is happy to see the jokes of that old opponent, then Murong Qianshan can't raise objections.

If Mingyu's face is swept away, who dares to guarantee the ticket, will the other party hold a grudge.

If he refuted his point of view, and made this Venerable One unhappy in his heart, he would be directly annoyed and angry, and this head would not be able to move.

"Mr. Murong, if you have something to say, you don't have to hide it."

Venerable Mingyu's divine sense is so strong, just as soon as the words came out, he immediately felt that the atmosphere was different, and after a little thought, he understood Murong Qianshan's scruples.

He shook his head, thinking about the goal of the Black Lotus Blossom.

Such a small offense is nothing.

Murong Qianshan, in terms of cultivation, although it is not worth mentioning, but the brain melon seed is indeed very good, and it is a very useful talent.

It's really not necessary to be so careful.

"Really?"

"Let you just say it, what nonsense, delay it any longer, be careful that the old man slaps you to death."

Venerable Mingyu feigned anger.

Murong Qianshan relieved himself at this time, and hurriedly said: "According to Weichen's judgment, the power of King Ping in the south is menacing, and Chen Ping is even more talented and has repeatedly performed miraculous feats......

Even if we don't drag Nanli Yujing back, I'm afraid that Ji Tang may not be able to fight him. Once he intervenes against Nanli, I am afraid that Chen Ping will gain great benefits and soar to the sky, thus overwhelming the Great Zhou, and the situation will be out of control. ”

"So it is."

Venerable Mingyu and Yuwen Mu were silent together.

They did not doubt Murong Qianshan's reasoning.

As the prime minister of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, the ability to start his career is to rely on accurate vision.

It is known as "never mistaken." ”

This has been proven in countless past events.

You can despise his character and underestimate his cultivation, but don't try to overturn his views.

"That's right, the two sides of the same cultivator of the Dragon Sutra must not let either side achieve a quick victory, otherwise, after the annexation and growth, there will be a situation that no one wants to see.

If Chen Ping is powerful, he can't be allowed to continue to grow...... Since he needed luck, those people should also move. Attack the enemy's place and save ......"

Venerable Mingyu said thoughtfully.

Yuwen Mu and Murong Qianshan, their eyes were all shining.

The heart is stable.

……

Shuofeng City, where the Northern Zhou royal court is located, has some secret actions, and no one knows about it for the time being.

The south is away from Yujing, but it is a rumor, whether it is the market or the court, at this time, all the people are panicked, in a state of low pressure.

The news of the unification of the south, I don't know who took the lead, spread in the streets and alleys of Yujing before the court reacted.

Not to mention the land of Gyeonggi Sanfu.

It is even more spread with nose and eyes, so that people can listen to it, and they feel that the Great Departure Dynasty is about to end.

Even when the Northern Zhou Dynasty invaded, the soldiers pointed directly at Yujing, but they did not have the momentum they have now.

The reason is simple.

The royal court of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, the main army, after all, was born in the Hu people, and was accustomed to living on horseback, living in pursuit of water and grass, and plundering nature.

Not to mention their living habits, they are very different from the people of the Central Plains.

Let's just say that the cruelty of these people will not be recognized by the people.

No matter how fierce and ruthless the other party is, it is nothing more than a bigger bandit and robber.

Over the years, it has been common for the people at the bottom to encounter bandits and robbers, not to mention as many as cattle hairs.

In the face of such people, they have their own set of rules for survival.

Always able to live.

The people of the Northern Zhou Dynasty will always retreat.

Peace is never far away, and suffering is only temporary.

This is what the people of Gyeonggi are thinking.

However, the south was unified, and a million troops gathered, and soon after, they would move north, and the troops would be directed at Yujing.

What is it?

It's about a change of dynasty.

At the beginning, the story of Ji Hai Fulong was told to everyone.

It is not a miracle that the south will unify the north.

As long as the time and place are favorable, and the wind and clouds will meet, this thing is not impossible.

And the current Dali Dynasty has long been unpopular.

Some people also wonder if they change the court, maybe life will be much better.

There was not much resistance to the fact that the Ping Wangjun in the south was about to go north.

I heard that there are many people who secretly prepare some colored cloth and some wine and fragrant tea at home, ready to welcome the "Wang Shi".

It's a mess.

I heard that this morning is the time of the pilgrimage.

Ji Changshou was on top of the main hall and lifted the table.

The roaring sound could be heard even by the guard sergeant outside the Suzaku Gate.

It can be imagined how a mess this early dynasty was.

Hearts are scattered.

The great detachment.

Therefore, Ji Tang did not stay at the lock dragon platform on this day.

He didn't go to the careful polishing again, and he was about to refine the Dragon Sutra with the perfection of the True Dragon Law Body.

He took a rare moment to put a white jade sword order into Ji Xuantong's hand, and handed over a small gourd.

"Even Yan Beifei and the 50,000 Imperial Forest Army were easily defeated, and there is not much need for the army to go south."

Ji Tang's face was heavy.

What is even more ugly than his complexion is Ji Changshou.

He even felt that the seat under his ass was already a little hot.

How did it get to this point?

Ji Changshou couldn't figure it out.

His eldest son Ji Xuantong was summoned by the ancestor, does it prove that in the eyes of the old uncle, he is no longer trustworthy and wants to cultivate the next emperor.

Yes, all these years.

The Great Departure Dynasty took a sharp turn and was in turmoil.

Until this year, luck was pitiful.

As a result, the old uncle's green dragon dharma body has not been completed for a long time.

Even Empress Xiao and Luanqin, who locked the dragon platform, have not been refined, which can be described as unsatisfactory everywhere.

But is this their own mistake?

If it weren't, the old ancestor had been frantically pumping qi and refining the method for more than ten years. The crisis on all sides broke out early, so that the people were not living and smoke broke out everywhere. How could this world fall to such a point?

However, there are some things that he, as a junior, even as an emperor, can't say.

This pot can only be carried by yourself.

Moreover, you have to be willing to remember it without regrets.

Otherwise, the Heavenly Family has never been a place to be reasonable.

He was afraid that he would die in vain.

is like Ji Changle back then.

"Well, since you can't practice the Dragon Sutra, the story of the three thousand royal maidens and the ascension of the day, I hope it's true, there is still a little time left, and Lone can break through the divine martial arts, and there is no need to snatch the power ......of luck."

In the depths of Ji Changshou's eyes, the cold light flickered slightly.

Turning his head inadvertently, he looked at the dragon lock.

At this time, I already had my own plan and made a decision.

But he said with a smile: "Tong'er, with the snatching gourd in hand, you won't fail." Although in this way, most of the True Dragon Blood Essence will be lost, which is inevitably a little unbeautiful, but it is almost enough.

If you make this contribution and clean up the mountains and rivers, this great departure from the dynasty will be entrusted to you. Hopefully, don't let the Father down. ”

"Child, child swears to death, not to disgrace his orders."

Ji Xuantong choked up, tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and he was so moved.

"Please also rest assured that the ancestor has that person's natural intelligence in his hand, and he will never miss a mistake, until the last moment, his grandson will not use the immortal sword order, please wait for good news."

After saying that, he bowed respectfully, and there was a kind of implication that the wind was sluggish and the water was cold.

Ji Xuantong walked faster and faster, and the more he walked, the more he was happy, after leaving the palace gate, he could no longer suppress the joy in his heart, and the corners of his mouth were about to grin to the root of his ears.

"There is no fifty-year-old prince in the world, but my father is prosperous in the Spring and Autumn Period, and if the royal daughter succeeds, I am afraid that she can live for three or four hundred years...... This is not only a fifty-year prince, but also more than one hundred and fifty years.

In case, if the old guy doesn't go, won't the prince wait until he dies of old age to ascend to the throne...... And now, it's my biggest opportunity.

Chen Ping, Chen Ping, this time I went south, so please die first. ”

He squeezed the immortal sword order in his hand heavily, and then looked at the small purple gourd, his mouth opened wide, and he laughed silently.

……

Chen Ping waited for twelve days, almost waiting a little impatiently.

Finally, in the afternoon when the first light snow fell, 160 points of fortune were gathered.

"No, no, Xiao Mingyue, your chess strength has increased too fast recently, I can't give up two pieces, next time we still have to guess first, don't let the pieces."

didn't have to count the black and white, Chen Ping knew that he had lost this game.

Looking at Han Xiaoru gnawing on the chicken leg while laughing at the stupid appearance of a chicken thief, he felt a little depressed, messed up the chessboard, and said with a smile: "I just ate too much, this king takes a nap, you guys play by yourself." ”

"Okay, Brother Qi go slowly, I'll go over and over again."

Ji Mingyue put the messy chess pieces on one by one very carefully, and said seriously.

Obviously, he is drumming up and wants to defeat his seventh brother next time.

"This little girl."

Chen Ping smiled dumbly.

But he didn't expect that the little county lord who seemed to be obedient and didn't fight or grab was the one who won the best.

On weekdays, I didn't even see it.

Hidden deeply.

He didn't really want to take a nap.

In order to achieve this state of cultivation, it doesn't matter if you don't sleep or not, you can meditate for a while, and you can be refreshed for three days and nights.

The golden ball of light in the sea of knowledge is waiting for you.

It's rare to have a good fortune.

What kind of opportunity can Venerable Yuxiao give to himself?

Chen Ping said he had some expectations.

……

(End of chapter)