Wang Po has a pair of very characteristic eyebrows. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

To be precise, it is characterized by the relative position between the eyebrows and eyes.

The distance between his eyebrows and his eyes is a little close, and the tail of his eyebrows is a little drooping, so it looks a little shabby.

However, when he raises his eyebrows, he separates them from his eyes.

It was the first equinox of heaven and earth.

At the same time, the tail of his eyebrows will be raised like an iron spear, straight to the sky, magnificent and unparalleled.

In short, when he raised his eyebrows, it had nothing to do with the word shabby.

Moreover, often when he raises his eyebrows, his shoulders will also rise.

Compared with the eyebrows, Wang Po's shoulders are more famous, because they spend more time drooping and are easier to be seen.

When he moves his shoulders, he often has to go with a knife.

Just like at this moment, an extremely cold knife intent suddenly appeared in Baihua Alley, heading straight towards the sky.

Hundreds of Holy Light crossbows and weapons in the hands of all the powerhouses of the imperial court were aimed at Wang Po.

King Xiang's expression was solemn, and his hands had already left the fat piled up on his belt.

Wang Po didn't speak, just quietly looked at the National Education Academy.

Like King Xiang, he knew that the person who performed the Sun Burning Technique at this time was not Chen Changsheng.

It can only be a merchant boat.

What is the relationship between Shang Xingzhou and Emperor Taizong?

Could it be that he is also a member of the Chen royal family?

Wang Po didn't think about these questions.

Rather, I was thinking about the accounts that my fathers had struggled to keep.

In those accounts, in addition to the most eye-catching and bloody four big characters "the family is ruined", there are many scenes in the bitter wind and rain.

In those pictures, there is a young man with a gloomy temperament. According to the judgment of the ancestors of the Wang family, that young man was the main messenger of the raiding family, and he should be a royal family, but neither at the time nor afterwards could not find out the identity of that young man.

In short, that young man brought a lot of hardships to the Wang family.

Wang Po had never met Emperor Taizong, but Emperor Taizong was still his enemy because it was a family feud.

Of course, the young man was also his enemy.

He thought that that person had long disappeared into the long river of history, but today he found that that person was very likely to be alive.

The atmosphere outside the Anglican College was unusually tense.

Wang Po looked at the courtyard gate and was silent.

Eventually, his shoulders drooped again.

At the same time, his eyebrows drooped.

Thousands of sighs seemed to sound in Baihua Alley at the same time.

Not a pity, but a blessing.

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The Burning of the Sun is a very powerful and very special practice.

The foundation of the thousands of Dao methods in the world is on the true element of the starlight.

The only way to burn the sun is to collect not starlight, but sunfire.

The sun is not as quiet and soft as the starlight, but it is far superior in power.

But it was precisely because it was so violent and blazing that cultivators couldn't collect it at all and then transform it into true yuan.

The Heavenly Book Tablet came to the world, and the human race began to cultivate, and for countless thousands of years, only the Chen clan could practice this method because of the special structure of the wheel of life.

Whether it is a Taoist book or a history book, they all regard this as the favor of the Tao of Heaven for the Chen family. Therefore, no matter in the troubled times or the peaceful years, the Chen family has an extraordinary status in Tianliang County and even the entire continent, as if they were born with a divine brilliance.

Over the past thousand years, the Chen family has emerged countless strong people, such as the young hero Chen Xuanba, and Emperor Taizong.

Of course, there is also His Royal Highness the King of Chu, who is also rumored to have been wise and martial,

To this day, the masters of the Chen royal family are still emerging, at this time, the dozen or so princes in Baihua Lane are all strong, and the king has already advanced to the sacred realm, plus the children of the clan who are scattered in all the states and counties of the world, this is really an extremely powerful force.

It's just that over the years, there have been Tianhai Saints and Queens, and there are Shang Xingzhou in the back, and this power has never really been brought into play.

But why was Shang Xingzhou able to practice the Sun Burning Technique? Could it be that he was a member of the imperial family? What was his relationship with Emperor Taizong?

These questions flashed through Chen Changsheng's heart, but they quickly disappeared without leaving any trace.

He had a guess in Zhou Yuan, but it was only confirmed at this time.

And Shang Xingzhou walked in front of him again.

He held the sword in both hands and slashed at the top of Chen Changsheng's head.

This sword is very simple, there are no moves, and there is no mystery, just straight down.

The sun shone on his extremely tight black hair, reflecting the light.

The sun shone on his bare arms, reflecting the light.

The sun shone on the Dao sword he held, reflecting the light.

He was like a god.

The sword in his hand cuts off everything in the world.

The first is the sky.

A line appeared in the clear blue sky that seemed to be real and fake.

The incomparable sword intent accompanied by the dazzling light fell on the top of Chen Changsheng's head.

Chen Changsheng didn't know if he could catch it.

He was a little nervous, and it was also because the sword light was too dazzling, so he squinted his eyes.

There is often a connection between the subtle movements of human beings.

When he squinted, his hands also tightened subconsciously.

Then, his palm tightened the hilt of the sword.

The hilt of the sword is slightly hard, and it has been hidden in the hollow of the tree for several years, and the surface is a little sticky and slippery, I don't know if it is moss or putrid mud.

The feeling was not unfamiliar, for he had held countless swords, but it was not familiar either, and he confirmed that he had not held this sword.

There were too many swords in the sword pool, he couldn't be familiar with each one, and he didn't know the name and origin of this sword.

But he knew that what he was holding was straight, hard, and sharp.

This is the sword.

That's good.

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Sword meets sword.

It's like the cold air coming south from the bitterly cold snowfield meets the heat wave that rolls in from the West Sea.

Thunder roared.

The lake vibrates into waves, agitated into waterfalls, and falls into torrential rain, washing everything in heaven and earth at different angles.

Dozens of stout ancient trees slowly fell with a click.

Between the flying sawdust and tree branches, you can faintly see the sunken ground.

Numerous cracks appeared on the walls of the Hundred Herb Garden, both deep and shallow.

Not far away, the palace automatically gave birth to a formation, and the clear light fell, making everything covered with a mysterious cloak.

In Wang Zhice's eyes, this is very similar to Wu Daozi's recent paintings, the brush is minimalist, even deliberately ugly, but the color is extremely bold.

Like the red ones like blood and rust.

Smoke and dust fall.

Chen Changsheng was half-kneeling by the lake, blood dripping from the corners of his lips.

What's even more terrifying is that he no longer has a sword in his hand.

The sword landed on the grass far away, and slanted it, looking like a broken flag, and like a monument.

The sword was still vibrating, making a slight hum, not a wail, just a little apologetic.

Shang Xingzhou appeared in front of Chen Changsheng.

It was also difficult for him to break the sword that Su Li had passed on to Chen Changsheng.

But he has the secret to burning the sun.

He still suppressed the realm under the divine realm, but with the Burning Sun Technique, he possessed unimaginable and endless power.

No matter how powerful the swordsmanship is, it is impossible to withstand such a force, and it will be for a long time.

In this process, the loss and cost of Shang Xingzhou's true yuan was greater than that of Chen Changsheng.

But Chen Changsheng didn't have a sword anymore.

Shang Xingzhou looked at him indifferently and raised the sword in his hand.

He didn't believe that his apprentice would have such good luck to be able to find a sword from a broken tree.

The strange thing was that Chen Changsheng couldn't see any panicked look on his face, and his eyes were still so calm, like a lake.

Then, he put his hand into the water of the lake and took out a sword from it.