Yunchen Palace.

In Jingling City, the residence of the young monarch, the front hall 'Dengque' is the hall of summoning the ministers, the golden splendor, under the stairs outside the palace, it is the school field is lined up, the flag hunts, the martial wind is very heavy.

In the backyard of Yunchen, the environment is slightly elegant, not so exquisite, and even for a monarch of a country, it can be called simple.

But few people have cared about this for generations.

The back garden, an elegant side hall.

'Sand, sand. ’

The thin figure kneeling in front of the desk lifted his dark gold sleeves and gently wiped it on a branch of cold plum that leaned in by the window, brushing down the thin layer of snow.

The icy and biting cold wind blew into the hall along her movements, dispelling the original warmth, and the owner of the sleeved robe couldn't help but squint.

'Squeak...'

At the right time, someone pushed the door and stepped in, calling Jiang Ye, who had just revealed a little comfort, frowned, and was secretly unhappy.

Then, she knocked on the table, skillfully picked up the pen, and wrote a line of text, lifted it expressionlessly, and showed it to the person not far in front of her.

[Pushing the door in without permission, Yu Linlang, Jingling City has not been broken yet, are you Luo finally going to show your disobedience? ] 】

After the gesture, she snorted softly, and her expression was a little soothed.

"Who let you in today is not you who came to be on duty? 】

[Now that the war situation is severe, Luo Gong has disappeared so far, Shangzhu State has taken over the garrison, sat in the north and south, and borrowed the accumulation of the Lone Jiang clan to resist the enemy, which can be defended, and the form is precarious. 】

[Lone doesn't know, Luo's can be a loyal minister, at this time, don't think about the way to get out, what do you do here? ] 】

[Why, aren't you afraid that on the day Jingling breaks the city, she will be captured by the demon girl of the Da Luo Sect? ] 】

She took out a new piece of paper from the desk and wrote down the handwriting, revealing a bit of urgency in her long phoenix eyes.

The person who came in the face of the wind and snow was Luo Jing.

Stepping on the luxurious cushion, the brocade-clothed young man who was as bright as a jade tree raised his head and read the words of the paper word by word, and then shook his head:

"Shaojun's words are wrong, if I am captured by the demon girl in the city, then your fate may not be better than mine."

"You and I are in the same boat, it is a model of monarchs and ministers, this matter is in a hurry, don't blame the young king."

After that, Luo Jing gave up.

The person in front of him is the young gentleman of Jingguo, Jiang Ye.

Since three years ago, the prince of Jingguo and the four princes, after the mysterious disappearance of the Xuanfei master from Jingguo, she was promoted to this position.

I don't know what the reason is, since then, Jiang Ye has been speechless, and he has tied his hair and crowned it, showing the world the appearance of a man.

Of course, about her identity as a woman, a few people know that it is not a fatal secret, and those who know about it will not use the topic to play and publicize it.

After all, in this world, martial arts are manifested, and it is not a big deal for a woman to ascend to the throne, although it is rare, but it is not unprecedented.

After all, as a monarch, the Jiang family has loyal people and a deep heritage.

If someone doesn't know how to lift up, it really annoys them, and I'm afraid it's a dead end, which is inevitable.

Luo Jing was elected to the palace by Luo Yuqiong, and the official was Yulinlang, since the young monarch Jiang Ye inherited Jingguo, he was in charge of the guards and supervised the backyard.

The two kings are not like kings, and ministers are not like ministers, so the rules should also divide people.

"Before, Luo Jing accompanied Shaojun and took the broken scabbard from the depths of Jingguo's arsenal..."

"Shaojun, do you know the origin?"

Arching his hand, Luo Jing did not hide his purpose and went straight to the point.

It's not nice to say, but anything that can be included in the arsenal by the Jiang family, even if it is broken, has been turned inside and out many times.

If it was really a rare treasure, Jiang Ye would not easily ask himself to take it.

So there's no ink.

[Why do you tell you? 】

Jiang Ye tapped the pen and glanced at himself out of the corner of his eye.

In this regard, Luo Jingmian does not change color:

"The young monarch's prejudice is too heavy, my second uncle and six out of the South Pass, led a thousand horsemen to swear not to enter the Jingling, outside the vast city, the one-faced Cangxuan heavy army, back and forth, killing thousands of enemies, making the enemy jealous, the credit can be described as pouring sky."

"Now in the city, I am the only one in the Luo family, if the young monarch does not give favors, I am afraid that it will chill the hearts of the ministers."

"Besides, Luo Jing has protected the young monarch for three years, his words and deeds, and everything he does, all follow the rules and regulations, and he does not dare to trespass, and he has all the credit and hard work.

The young man's face was sincere.

As for Jiang Ye, after listening to it, he looked disgusted.

[The words are so good, but they are lonely ears, why are they so annoying. 】

[Listen to your words, if it weren't for Cangxuan, he would be a thief, even if he had no profit, he would have tied you up and sent you to the Da Luo demon girl. 】

After writing, the girl rubbed Hao's wrist and snorted:

[Well, there is some truth in your words, and it doesn't hurt to tell you this useless information. 】

[The scabbard is indeed of extraordinary origin, it is a 'mythical relic', you also have a little vision, if it weren't for Luo Gong's face, Lone wouldn't have wanted to give it. 】

[It's just a pity that although it has a history, it has long been broken, the charm is gone, and even the sword in it is nowhere to be found, what is the use of you asking about this, can you expect it to survive the catastrophe? ] 】

[Back then, my ancestor of the Su clan found this scabbard from a place called 'Fulong Mountain' a long time ago. 】

[That's just a martial arts faction that has been annihilated as early as the 'Age of Recovery', and today, the surroundings are full of weeds and lifeless, although it was also famous in the past, it seems to be a master's level, but those years... Even the person in charge of the throne, if he can have a foundation building three realms, even if it is not bad, it is a world of difference from now. 】

[It is said that this martial arts sect was destroyed in the first evil thing, but the truth has long been buried in the dust of history, yes or no, who can say clearly. 】

[I know that you are from Luo's, and there are some doorways, but if you hope for this... It's better to contact Luo Lao Zhenren earlier, you have extraordinary endowments, and the Daluo Sect is also a real inheritance, so the demon girl can't covet you for no reason, she must have got a secret about you, and a real person can also be blessed. 】

[I really can't do it...]

seemed to groan, and after a while, Jiang Ye put away the page full of scripts, replaced it with a new one, and wrote the last sentence:

[If the situation really reaches the worst level, you can come to Yunchen Palace. 】

[If you can protect yourself, you may be able to protect one more person. 】

[As for whether you want to give your life to others... It's up to you to decide. 】

After speaking, Jiang Ye closed his eyes, as if he was really tired of writing.

Luo Jing looked at the slightly delicate face and saw a little bit of fatigue hidden in it, so he nodded, and didn't continue to ask, then turned around and was about to re-enter the wind and snow.

At the time of parting, he thought for a moment and turned back and said:

"The person on duty today is Wei Heng of the Wei Hou family, he and I are brothers, you know this, young gentleman."

"I know that Shaojun usually doesn't want to be disturbed, this time he and Luo Jing trespassed, I apologize to Shaojun on his behalf."

After speaking, Luo Jingtou didn't look back, so he pushed open the door and walked back and forth.

Although Jiang Ye didn't tell him much information.

But...

Fulong Mountain, the foundation of the three realms, was destroyed in the 'recovery era', and the first evil thing was born.

At least let him know that the long river of time will not be without purpose, and it seems that it can really be connected with the 'Shangdong Fulong Sword Scabbard'.

That's enough.

After all... If it is not vain, then the opportunity to splash the sky is close at hand!

Luo Jing stepped into the snow.

On the side of the palace, the cold plum is in full bloom.

The snow pressure plum head branch is not low.

Jiang Ye's eyes gradually converged, and finally looked at a piece of rice paper in his hand, on which there was a line of knives and axes, vigorous and powerful handwriting:

[Reading the books of sages and doing benevolent and righteous deeds is the way of Jingjun]

[Father Jiang Cang, stay. ] 】

Pinching the corner of the paper, Jiang Ye pursed his lips and slowly tapped on the table.

And beside her, at some point, there was a white-faced, beardless, smiling person, just standing with his hands down, looking kind and harmless.

But when Luo Jing just entered,

From beginning to end, it seems that I have never been aware of this, as if I had never heard of it.

...

Out of the side hall where Jiang Ye was.

Luo Jing stepped on the snow, and all his thoughts were gathered on the identity of the 'chief of the sect' in the so-called 'recovery era'.

"Eight hundred years ago, the world was different from now, the fault line was too big, and it was too difficult and difficult to find the relevant information, but now that there is this information harvest, it is enough, you might as well give it a try!"

In fact, Luo Jing came to look for Jiang Ye, intending to hold on to a little hope to see if he could see the 'Shangdong Fulong Sword' hidden in this scabbard with his own eyes.

As for the fact that there is no such sword in Yunchen Palace, it is actually expected.

Therefore, Luo Jing was not too disappointed, after all, it was not a trip in vain, and he found what he wanted, which was enough.

Thinking about things in his heart, far away, a young man with a halberd with light armor and eyebrows, with a majestic posture, holding a horse in the other hand, and his eyes were like a moment, and he stepped here.

When Luo Jing just saw the shadow, the man saw Luo Jing wearing a fox fur brocade robe at a glance.

So, he raised the halberd in his hand and beckoned:

"Brother!"

Wei Heng drank white gas in his mouth, led Luo Jing's horse quickly, and said with relief while handing him his hand:

"Don't worry too much, Luo Gong is a master of the Xuanti, and he is also the enemy of ten thousand people, and he can be compared with extraordinary people, so he should be worry-free."

Taking the reins in his hand, Luo Jing didn't say anything, just nodded.

Wei Heng in front of him thought that he came to find Jing Shaojun Jiang Ye because of Luo Yuqiong.

But according to normal people's thinking, it's true.

After all, if he wanted to escape from Jingling, it would be impossible for him to ask this lord of Jingguo, otherwise he would be really stupid.

When Luo Yuqiong brought Luo Jing to Jingguo, the previous monarch had not disappeared, and he was also ranked as the 'Seven Flying Generals of Dajing' along with the other six princes.

The young man Wei Heng in front of him is the son of Wei Hou.

When the war was not tight before, the descendants of the princes of Jingguoli naturally had some circles.

As the saying goes, dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes, and the sons of mice will make holes.

Seven Xuanfetal masters, ranked as three princes and four marquis, their descendants naturally gathered together, including Luo Jing.

Wei Hou is different from Luo Jing's second uncle, and he has respect for Jing Jun.

So all along, Wei Heng has been loyal to his duties.

Today, Luo Jing came in a hurry, and after explaining the reason, he didn't say a word, and led him to the Shaojun's residence, which can be said to be full of trust in Luo Jing, and he regarded him as a real brother.

Therefore, Luo Jing's expression slowed down and patted him on the shoulder:

"Today's events, I have written them down, and if I can solve the crisis later, please eat and drink!"

"Gone!"

The edifice will topple, and there will be eggs under the nest.

It doesn't matter if it's normal.

But now...

Time waits for no man!

It's just that what he doesn't know is.

Just after Wei Heng watched his shadow leave.

As soon as he turned around, there was a smiling look in his eyes, and he was invited to the place where Luo Jing came.

Looking at that look, in an instant, Wei Heng felt cold in his heart:

"Brother, you're just..."

"What the hell did you do..."

...

Luofu.

Luo Jing, who had just returned, was dusty, but his footsteps did not stop for a moment.

He returned to his bedroom, scabbard in hand.

It was like the only dawn left in the long darkness of the night.

It is also the only way to make Luo Jing break the game!

Building the foundation of the three realms, one is refining strength, the second is refining the essence, and the third realm is convincing.

He is now seventeen years old, has been practicing martial arts for more than four years, and the barrier of strength has already been broken.

This practice is already a pride of heaven, which shows that the roots are extraordinary.

But...

If you can't be convinced, you will reach the third realm of foundation building, that is, the foundation building will be complete, and all kinds of miracles and secret techniques will be born.

I'm afraid it's hard to protect yourself!

Therefore, when Luo Jing's eyes are clear, he lies down with his clothes closed, holds the scabbard in his hand, and once again communicates the vast river of years...

His choice was almost as fast as thunder and lightning, and it was decided in an instant!

[Choose the identity of 'Bulk Chief'!] 】

When Luo Jing's mind was sure.

Suddenly, the colorful river of years trembled slightly, and then a time 'anchor point' very close to him began to flicker with a little glow.

In an instant, Luo Jing was completely immersed in it.

This vast river that hides the great secrets of eternity...

It seems that he has traveled through the vast world and comes... The real past!

He will be here,

Reinvent the future of his own!

[Time Anchor: The Age of Recovery, the World of the End of Martial Arts]

[Chief of the Great Sect, the trajectory of fate has begun, and the 'legendary deeds' have begun to be deduced...]

[The spiritual tide has recovered, and there are scattered 'mythical relics' in the hands of people, and they have realized the extraordinary martial arts. 】

[In order to climb the martial arts, the school with the highest martial attainments in the 'Revival Era', the Great Snow Mountain, gathered the seven grandmasters of the Qilu land to gather together, all of whom are carrying 'mythical relics', intending to deduce the real transcendent martial arts and reshape the prosperity of the immortals!] 】

[Who would have thought that overnight, all the grandmasters gathered to reach the top, and they all died on the top of the mountain, and the world was in an uproar! ] 】

[Chapter 1: Martial arts masters are in trouble, and the world is cold and cold! 】

[You are one of the seven great grandmasters, the chief of the 'Jade Xiao Sword', born in the martial arts faction 'Fulong Mountain', when the news of the death of your master Yu Xiao Sword spread, the heavenly relics 'Shangdong Fulong Sword' in his hands are still sacrificed in the martial stele forest in the sect, for a time inside and outside the sect, everyone covets it, the wind and rain are shaking, and the turmoil is coming! 】

[At this time... You want to...]

[Conditions for completing this chapter: Turn the tide and take the helm!] 】

[Reward: Depends on the 'Legendary Deeds' of the evolution.] 】

What you do will determine what kind of legend you carve in this era that 'does not belong to you'. ’

With a little starlight, the shatter dissipated.

In an instant, the years passed, and a small wave was splashed.

...

The land of Qilu, Fulong Mountain, the vast night.

Click!

Suddenly, there was a loud thunderclap, followed by a heavy downpour!

'Whoa, whoa...!' ’

The pouring rain landed on Fulong Mountain without warning, and in front of the main hall of the Fulong faction, the two Zhangyu iron men with high chests and fists and eyes like copper bells were beaten.

Inside the hall.

Candles in two rows.

In the true legend of Fulong, all the disciples and teachers who were dressed in vegetarian clothes knelt in front of a coffin!

And wait until Luo Jing opens his eyes.

He...

Impressively worshiped at the forefront, its name ————

Wang Dongxuan!

He is the chief of the contemporary Fulong, and the personal disciple of the Heng Death Grandmaster 'Jade Xiao Sword' Wang Duan!

Also...

It is the best choice to inherit the next generation of 'Fulong Mountain'!

(PS: Thank you Ah Ren for the 5,000 coins tip, thank you Bao.) ）