Yangguo, Ruian State, Imperial City.

Inside the study.

"Bang!"

A heavy and delicate inkstone was grabbed by the person behind the table, thrown out violently, and smashed on the head of the eunuch waiting next to him.

The inkstone smashed through the eunuch's head and smashed a terrible bloody hole.

The eunuch snorted, and directly responded to the end, directly out of breath.

Blood flowed and overflowed the edge of the shattered inkstone.

The people kneeling below didn't dare to come out, they didn't even dare to glance at the unlucky eunuch, they all knelt on the ground tremblingly.

Standing at the top of the study, it is naturally the current emperor of the Yang Kingdom-Wen Xian.

Although the name is Xianfeng Dao Gu, Wen Xian looks completely different from his name, and does not have any immortal energy, but a huge and bloated fat man.

He was wearing a custom-made bright yellow imperial robe, and his figure behind the bookcase was like a mountain, and the layers of fat flesh pressed the imperial robe into countless folds.

And the terrible thing is that as he gets older, his skin is clearly old and shriveled, and there are many age spots, which wrap those young and elastic flesh, like a misshapen water bag, or shriveled blisters, which makes people feel strange discomfort.

There is only a pair of yin owl eyes, which are always shining, staring at everyone like a vulture with wings spread, which makes people feel fearful.

As an old man who is close to old age, although he seems to be aging, his physical condition is far better than that of ordinary people.

This is thanks to the nourishment of countless heavenly and earthly treasures, elixirs, and the support of cultivation for spiritual energy, as well as the warmth and nourishment of the royal cultivators with exercises.

Although Wen Xian's qualifications are extremely ordinary, he has also reached the innate realm.

If it goes well, with the support of "national luck", Wen Xian can live to be at least two or three hundred years old.

Although this lifespan is insignificant compared to a cultivator, it is long enough for ordinary people.

Three hundred years, for a mortal realm without the intervention of cultivators, it is the fall of a dynasty and the change of dozens of emperors.

But Wen Xian can be on this supreme throne of power for three hundred years.

If...... He hadn't heard the news today.

"Who let him into the state of Ryan!"

Wen Xianyin's eyes shot out with an angry light, like a snake spitting out a letter, and he yelled with an ugly face: "Who is it, the Taimiao that allowed him to enter!" Why didn't anyone stop him! Yes?! ”

"The army stationed at the city pass on the border of Ruian Prefecture, the three thousand iron armor inside and outside the Taimiao, is it not all decorations? ! I couldn't stop a Wen Yu who came alone! ”

The people underground were silent for a while, and then a person raised his head and said, "Your Majesty is angry, your body is important......"

"Bang!"

This time it was a piece of paperweight that was smashed over, and compared to the inkstone, the weight was not far behind.

The man's smashed head broke the blood flow, and he fainted directly.

Wen Xian scolded angrily: "I came to you to make you care about my body?!" Answer my question! Don't talk about him left and right! ”

It was a military general who was smashed, and his cultivation was enough to open up the sea.

It stands to reason that with Wen Xian's strength, even if he tries his best, he can't break his skin.

But when he was hit at this moment, he fainted outright and was bleeding all over the ground......

The others were stunned for a moment, and then secretly scolded the chicken thief, why didn't I think of this trick of pretending to be dead?

Seeing that the others didn't answer, Wen Xian took a deep breath, calmed down a little, and said, "If no one can answer, I will treat you all as useless people, and drag them all out and execute!" ”

At this moment, a Wenchen finally spoke tremblingly.

"Your Majesty...... The garrison army in Ruian Prefecture, the three thousand iron armor inside and outside the Taimiao, are all ......"

He swallowed his saliva and said in a low voice: "They are all soldiers brought out by King Jingnan." ”

“……”

Wen Xian was silent for a while, and said slowly: "You say it again?" ”

"It's all soldiers brought out by King Jingnan."

Wen Xian slammed the table and said sharply, "Kill him for me!" ”

"Whew!"

Almost silently, a blood mark appeared on Na Wenchen's neck, and then slowly expanded.

When his pupils constricted, and he subconsciously wanted to cover his throat, his raised hands only touched his own head.

He just knelt like this, holding his head in both hands, and died directly in place.

Blood splattered and poured on the others around them, but no one dared to speak.

Wen Xian slapped the table frantically, and kept emphasizing: "My soldiers! That's my soldier! I'm here! I'm here! My !! ”

"Bold! Great rebellion! ”

Wen Xian's fat body paced back and forth behind the bookcase: "I have already taken back Wen Yu's military power, and the tiger talisman is here with me, how dare they let him in?!" Rebellion! It's going to be a rebellion! ”

His voice was one of extreme rage.

But in the midst of anger, there was an irrepressible trembling.

"Your Majesty, they are indeed going to rebel."

The head of Wenchen who was held in his hand below suddenly spoke: "King Jingnan has come out of the Taimiao...... As soon as he came out, he was confronted by his former soldier - he only said two words. ”

Wen Xian stared at the head and said, "Which two words?" ”

The head said, "He said, line up." ”

"The three thousand iron armor were immediately arranged in a neat line, in an orderly manner, and followed the Jingnan Dynasty to Tibet Fengzhou."

"All the way to the border city pass of Ruian Prefecture, and thousands of veterans and idle people were coerced, and the garrison army saw this situation and opened the city gate on its own."

"There are those who are in the way, ask King Jingnan why he is going? The king of Jingnan replied that for the eternal peace of the mountains and rivers and the eternal solidity of the golden ou, he retreated by himself and no longer hindered him. ”

He sighed, "Your Majesty, this is prestige. ”

Wen Xian's face was gloomy and completely distorted: "Huangfu Sizheng, are you just here to see my jokes?" ”

The one who opened his mouth through the head of Wenchen was Shennong Sizheng and Huangfu Yan.

Huangfu said sternly: "Naturally I don't dare." ”

"But you see, this is the truth, your younger brother, King Jingnan, who once shocked the world with his great military exploits, has decided to rebel."

Moreover, more than 10,000 soldiers have been successfully gathered...... and, the acquiescence of the saint. ”

Wen Xian was silent and said, "Did Granny Wangshu really acquiesce?" ”

Huangfu sighed sternly: "The sage made a move, Zang Fengzhou has been banned from the aura, and he can only enter and not leave." ”

Wen Xian's eyes widened, and he gritted his teeth and said, "What is there in Zangfeng Prefecture?!" Let him suddenly regret it after so many years of willing concession? ”

Huangfu Yan shook his head and said, "I don't know. ”

"But this thing must be very important, important enough to compete with the national fortune, so that Wen Yu can have such courage."

Wen Xian stared at the head deadly: "I know...... I know what it is. ”

"Elixir! Only the elixir can make Wen Yu crazy! ”

"Huangfu Yan, can you contact the Shennong Division in Zangfeng Prefecture?"

Huangfu Yan shook his head: "No, but before the closure of the state, because Wang Yangbo, who was in charge of the affairs of Zangfengzhou, died suddenly, I had activated the two puppets in Zangfengzhou, and now there is still a weak connection." ”

"As soon as any of these golems are killed, I can immediately take the place of consciousness."

This Si Zheng of Shennong Division is good at Yanshu.

It is also commonly known as puppetry.

……

Outside the state of Tibetan Fengzhou.

Wen Yu stood at the edge of the barrier, standing with his hands in his hands, looking at the golden boundary in front of him with a calm face.

Behind him, the flag hunted, and the wind sounded.

The army of more than 10,000 people has spontaneously organized into a familiar army with strict discipline.

Although they did not have time to change into neat armor, their clothes were uneven, and the banners they raised were also different.

But at this moment, their expressions were surprisingly similar, they were all a kind of frenzy that bordered on faith, and no one had any superfluous movements.

These are all soldiers who spontaneously followed Wen Yu, and they are also the old departments that once belonged to Wen Yu, and most of them are the elites among them.

Like Li Hongyan, Wen Yu is also good at potential formations.

Moreover, unlike Li Hongya, who was a halfway monk from a martial saint disciple, Wen Yu visited various famous formation masters when he was young, and summed up his own potential formation on the battlefield.

He is a true Formation Cultivator.

The morning light on the horizon is getting brighter.

Wen Yu, who had been marching all night, suddenly turned around and shouted, "Array! ”

"Yes!"

Tens of thousands of people responded in unison, and the sound resounded to curb the clouds.

The soldiers instantly formed a formation, and in an instant, the momentum soared into the sky, as if even the ground shook.

But the potential array did not take shape, because Wen Yu, as the eye of the array, did not activate the potential array.

Wen Yu didn't want to let the formation take shape, this move was just to boost morale.

After entering Zangfengzhou, the potential array was also useless.

But the human heart is useful.

In this cage without aura, the mortal body is the real power.

It's just that the others, at best, are just a steel plate.

And Wen Yu wants to turn his army into an impregnable city!

He is going to take this city with him, and he will crush everything that dares to stand in his way!

This is the opportunity given to him by Wangshu, and naturally it is also an exam, and he will hand in the most perfect answer sheet.

Wen Yu took a deep breath and shouted, "Let's go!" ”

He took the lead in taking a step forward and entered the Tibetan Fengzhou Enchantment.

……

Chen Kuang did not act out of sympathy.

It's that this young man's identity is very unusual - a young man who was once a martial saint pretending to be the object of his physical body, no matter what, it is impossible to choose it casually.

But what is very strange is that after making such a great sacrifice for the Martial Saint, this young man does not seem to have received any benefits.

If the boy is dead, that's fine.

After all, how can a dead man ask for benefits?

But now, although the boy survived, he lived a very miserable life.

From the beginning of his possession by the séance, he wore that green turban, indicating that the son of the advocate is his original identity.

As a lowly member, it is indeed normal to be treated casually in the Qinglou.

But it wasn't long after he experienced that battle and became the container of the Martial Saint that he returned to his original situation, which is a bit incredible.

This shows that the Martial Saint Pavilion didn't treat him as a human being at all, but purely as a tool that was used and discarded.

And in this case, Chen Kuang didn't think that this young man would not be able to see the true face of the Martial Saint Pavilion clearly, and even "volunteered" to be this container like before.

At this moment, it is right to have a grudge.

And as we all know, the enemy of the enemy ...... It's friends.

The young man glanced at Chen Kuang's outstretched hand, shook his head, and stood up on his own.

"I just wiped the floor with a rag and wiped the table, and my hands were so dirty."

He explained in embarrassment, and then said with some gloom: "The ...... in front of you A ...... that opens the mountain with one punch It's not me, it's the martial saint who is the best in the world. ”

Chen Kuang did not withdraw his hand, but smiled:

"So, let's get acquainted again, tell me what your name is?"

- Cangyuan folk also have the etiquette of shaking hands, which was introduced from the Western Regions outside Huawai, but it is rarely used among cultivators.

The young man hesitated, rubbed his hand on his clothes, and then shook Chen Kuang's hand.

"Mo Xu, my name is Mo Xu, the rising sun and the rising sun."

He only dared to shake it, and immediately let go of his hand.

Then he said in a deep voice: "Thank you for helping me, if I have the opportunity, I will try my best to repay you...... As you can see, I'm just an ordinary person now. ”

Chen Kuang saw it.

In other words, he already knew it from the time of the battle with the Martial Saint.

The meridians in Mo Xu's body have been completely destroyed.

Basically, it is impossible to practice anymore.

The pressure of the Martial Saint's arrival completely exceeded the limit that this body could bear, and it "exploded" him.

Whether it is the meridians, the dantian, or the trick points, they have now become a mess of paste.

Theoretically, he should be paralyzed in bed right now, as a complete waste.

But for some reason, he survived, and lived like a normal person.

It's already lucky.

But a shadow has always taken root in Mo Xu's heart.

His story is very simple, he is the son of an advocate, but he is not willing to accept his fate, and after saving money to buy the most basic and simplest exercises, he finds that he has entered the country rapidly, and he thinks he sees hope.

Later, I heard that there is a "preaching monument" set up by a martial saint on the cliff of Taishan Mountain, which has a wisp of "Taoist rhyme" of a martial saint, and is open to everyone in the world, no matter who it is, as long as you climb to the top of the mountain, you can see the charm on the monument.

If you can comprehend the "Tao rhyme" in it, it is the martial saint handbook!

Mo Xu was fascinated, thinking that this was an opportunity to change his fate, so he sneaked out of Jinfeng Tower......

In a sense, he did succeed.

When Mo Xu knew that he would be summoned by the Martial Saint Pavilion Master, he was so excited that he almost thought he was going to fly!

Can be subsequently ...... But it was a nightmare.

After that battle was over, the people of the Martial Saint Pavilion examined his body and decided his fate.

Not only did he not get the change he wanted, but he also lost his only hope - cultivation and talent.

The Martial Saint Pavilion abandoned him like a shackle and let him return to the Golden Phoenix Tower to fend for himself.

Mo Xu sighed: "I'll be honest, you helped the wrong person." ”

Chen Kuang's eyes flashed, but he said:

"Maybe not."

When he looked directly at Mo Xu, "Watching the Fire" was suddenly triggered.

In that blurred, chaotic, and broken meridian and dantian, there seemed to be a faint light of many mysteries flickering in it.

Chen Kuang felt a hint of familiarity in his darkness, but because he was too broken, he couldn't think of what it was.

Until this moment, Chen Kuang finally saw it.

It's nothing else, it's ...... Martial Saint's "Dao Domain"!

The Martial Saint descended on Mo Xu, destroying everything about him, but without knowing it, he left behind the most terrifying thing.

Mu Zhao's "Dao Domain", the "Dao" of "Ba"!

At this moment, in Mo Xu's body, among those broken meridians, there was a flash of light.

If you get the way, you can go to the three grades.

If this "Dao Domain" can be repaired, then Mo Xu can go straight to Xuanxuan!

In other words......

Chen Kuang picked up a quasi-saint seedling!

(End of chapter)