The white clouds are long, and the warm sun is shining.

The sparkling sea has returned to calm, and broken logs and masts float slowly with the waves.

Standing high in the sky, Salen Agu overlooked the land where it had lived for so long, which had been razed to the ground, the peaks of the mountains had collapsed, and the walls had been leveled.

In such a scene, he had only seen the Confucian Saint Seal the Witch God back then.

At that time, a radius of thousands of miles turned into a wasteland, and for the next three hundred years, the living life disappeared. It wasn't until the power of the two super-products dissipated that Jingshan City was rebuilt and had the scale it has today. . .

Now, it is repeating the same mistakes again, and history is repeated.

But this time, it was not the Confucian saint body who did it after all, and the witch god was not in his heyday, and there were not many people who survived, but there were many of them.

Scattered in the distance, or watching, or meditating to heal wounds, or bandaging wounds, no one dares to come back to find out.

Daebong's army retreated.

Sarun Agu looked at the altar, his figure disappeared suddenly, and the next moment, he appeared on the altar, in front of the green clothes.

Emperor Joan of Arc, Ilb, and Uda Pagoda then landed beside the Great Wizard.

Standing in front of them was a shattered human form, his body horribly cracked, not a single piece intact.

He once held the right arm of the carving knife, and the flesh was gone, revealing bloodshot bones.

Tsing clothes are ragged, clothes are like people, people are like clothes.

From then on, there was no military god in Daebong.

The Confucian crown and the carving knife left voluntarily not long ago and returned to the Central Plains.

Salen Agu said in a low voice: "The Central Plains has been descending for a thousand years, and there are several romantic figures, and you Wei Yuan is counted as one." ”

"Damn, damn, damn ........."

Ilb's face was distorted, and he said angrily:

"How can he summon Confucian saints, and why can he summon Confucian saints as a martial artist. The witch god had accumulated strength for more than a thousand years, and it was not easy to break free from the seal, and it was all destroyed by this thief.

"I will lead my troops to wash Dafeng in blood, slaughter 30,000 li, and slaughter all the way to the capital. ”

"You look like a vulgar martial artist now. Emperor Joan of Arc scoffed.

Every Taoist priest who has fallen into the devil is proficient in the talent of provocation.

Emperor Joan of Arc stood with his hands in his hands, his immortal golden body was brilliant, golden light and black light were intertwined, and he said lightly:

"The witch god has been sealed, Wei Yuan is also dead, although the situation is bad, but we haven't lost this battle yet. Next, it's time for you to deliver on your promises. ”

Sarun Agu said with a smile: "Then congratulate Your Majesty in advance on your longevity and long-term vision, overlooking the Central Plains." ”

Emperor Joan of Arc nodded slowly.

Salen Agu then said: "Wuda Pagoda, spread the news of Wei Yuan's death in the northeast, let Yankang and Kang relevate manpower, rebuild Jingshan City, and let Yasukuni withdraw its troops." Gather the surviving sorcerers and heal the wounds of the surviving people and soldiers.........."

He gave a series of instructions for dealing with the aftermath.

This battle will definitely spread all over Kyushu, what will happen to Dafeng, he is too lazy to care, but the three kingdoms in the territory will surely set off a storm-like rhetoric.

This will be the most humiliating day in the history of the Witch God Cult.

............

Far away from a certain wilderness in Jingshan.

"Ahhh!!hhh

Nangong Qianrou's roar spread throughout the sky, and the voice was sad and desperate, mixed with bitter hatred.

"Witch God Witch God Witch God .........."

He fell to his knees, pounded his fists the ground, and vented for a full quarter of an hour.

The white-clothed warlock walked up to him and handed him a sachet, and Nangong Qianrou, who was in tears, raised her head and looked at him stunned.

Second Senior Brother Sun Xuanji said: "Wei ........."

After only saying one word, Nangong Qianrou grabbed the bag like crazy, opened it, and there was a note inside.

Nangong Qianrou unfolded the note, and after reading it, tears came out of her eyes again, and after a long time, he restrained all his emotions, looked in the direction of Jingshan, and muttered:

"Father-in-law, if you don't finish your chess, I will go on for you. ”

For the rest of my life, one day, I will come back here again, let the iron hooves trample every inch of the territory of the Witch God Cult, let the wheels of artillery run over the backbone of the Witch God Sect, and let these 60,000 miles of mountains and rivers turn into scorched earth.

Sun Xuanji raised his hand and wiped it lightly, erasing the existence of this heavy cavalry, so that no one in the world could remember them.

.............

Yunlu Academy.

Behind the mountain bamboo forest, in the bamboo building.

Zhao Shou sat in the hall, motionless, like a sculpture.

He had been in this position for more than a month, and the table in front of him had accumulated a thin layer of ash.

Suddenly, Zhao Shou moved, turned his head to look out the window.

Outside the open window, the blue is like washing, the mountains are continuous, and two clear lights fly over thousands of mountains and rivers, like meteors piercing the sky, and they lightly fall on the case in front of Zhao Shou.

Dean Zhao Shouru was relieved, got up slowly, dusted off his body, and couldn't bear it.

I don't know whether to worship two holy relics, or worship the green clothes.

...........

Palace.

The curtains were lowered, and Emperor Yuan Jing, who was sitting cross-legged on the futon, slowly opened his eyes.

He was silent for a moment, revealing a smile that seemed excited, happy, and rampant.

Emperor Yuan Jing paced up to the attic, looking at the layers of red walls and rolling golden tiles, he opened his arms, greeted the wind, and said slowly:

"My time has come. ”

..........

Stargazing Tower, Bagua Terrace.

The prison chief glanced at the palace, smiled, and bowed his head to drink.

The world is not worth it.

..........

Xu Fu, Xu Qi'an had a sharp pain in his mouth.

"What's going on, how does my heart hurt so well. ”

He frowned, and wanted to make a few jokes about himself, such as myocardial infarction at the peak of the fifth grade?

But for some reason, there was a sense of panic in his heart.

..........

Northland.

In the camp of the Dafeng and Demon Barbarian Alliance, Xu Xinnian sat at the table, staring at the map and groaning.

He was thin, strong, and still handsome, but his skin was no longer fair, and the sun outside his skin deepened his complexion, and the wind and sand in the north of the country roughened his skin.

He is still the proud scholar, but he is no longer sharp, more calm and restrained.

The war made him grow up rapidly, and the girl in the teaching department made him transform into a man, but it couldn't give him maturity.

is a fallen comrade, a battle hovering on the edge of life and death, and an enemy who was slashed by his own hands, making him truly mature.

Chu Yuanzhen hurriedly broke into the camp tent and said with a smile: "Say goodbye to the old and tell you an exciting news." ”

Xu Erlang groaned slightly, and said, "There are no troops in the barracks, it's not a victory, what's the matter?"

Chu Yuanzhen waved his fist and said excitedly: "Yasukuni has withdrawn." ”

............

Late at night.

The candlelight was like a bean, and Xu Qi'an, who was at the table, held the fragment of the book from the ground, and said: [I explored the underground with the national teacher today, and the first emperor did not come back. 】

[Two: Maybe he has replaced Emperor Yuan Jing and become the emperor in the palace, oh, I forgot, he is Emperor Yuan Jing. 】

Xu Qi'an was very concerned about the disappearance of the first emperor, a high-grade powerhouse who had been secretly practicing for forty years, and after he was found hiding, he disappeared without a trace.

This made Xu Qi'an extremely anxious, because the first emperor was Yuan Jing, and Yuan Jing was the first emperor, and he had a big enmity with Yuan Jing. In the same way, he had a great enmity with the first emperor.

Now, a top powerhouse lurks in the shadows and could bite you at any moment.

Who isn't afraid?

Of course, you can also hope that all the gaffes of Yuan Jing are disguised, the first emperor is the peak master, and the master must have the bearing of a master, and he will not care about himself as an ant.

King Huai was killed by God, what does it matter to me Xu Qi'an.

If it was replaced by other top powerhouses, Xu Qi'an might have some illusions, but the other party was the first emperor, and the first emperor was polluted by the head of the earth sect.

A peak master who is full of malice and has a completely evil nature must also be retribution.

[Four: We might as well change our thinking, what do you think, Yuanjing, ah no, which cultivation system did the first emperor take?]

In the book from the ground chat group, Chu Zhuangyuan, one of the wisdom leaders, raised a question.

The early break of the first emperor is equivalent to breaking the path of martial arts, he followed Luo Yuheng to cultivate for twenty-one years, there is no doubt that he is taking the path of the human sect........ Xu Qi'an replied:

[Three: Renzong. 】

[Four: This is the same as I thought, then, what are the disadvantages of the cultivation method of the Renzong? Karmic fire burns the body, the first emperor is of a very high grade, and he, like the national teacher, needs to suppress the karmic fire with the help of luck. Then he will definitely not leave the capital. 】

[One: No, you are wrong. The first emperor is different from Luo Yuheng, Luo Yuheng needs the position of national teacher to borrow luck. The first emperor was an emperor himself, and he was lucky. 】

Huaiqing, one of the IQ leaders, is otherwise the other one is the one who is in charge of IQ.

Ah, that's it, that's fine........ Chu Yuanzhen muttered in his heart.

[1: There is a supervisor in the capital, since he is not under the dragon vein, he will definitely not stay in the capital for a long time. He must have left the capital, and it is impossible to guess where he went and what he was doing. 】

The most typical method is to judge the position of the emperor according to his purpose......... In other words, if you want to know where he is, you must first know what he wants to do......... Xu Qi'an rubbed his eyebrows.

What is known so far is that the first emperor devoured the two sons of Yuanjing and Huai Wang in order to live forever.

He lived forty more years, as he wished.

Therefore, the ultimate goal of the first emperor is still immortality.

But the question is, no matter how powerful the first emperor is, can he be as powerful as Gaozu Wuzong? Can he be as powerful as a Confucian saint?

These characters have all passed away, not to mention the first emperor.

"According to the rules of heaven and earth that those who are lucky cannot live forever, the real age of the first emperor is 80 years old, and the Confucian saint only lived 82 years old. This means that the first emperor is actually approaching. Of course, people and human constitutions cannot be generalized, and the first emperor may also live one year longer than the Confucian saint in the case of extreme anger.

"If I were the First Emperor, I would be desperate to seek the method of immortality, but, but what should I do?"

It's not that he's not smart enough, it's that he's exposed to so little information that he can't even find the direction to make assumptions.

What did the first emperor do?

Speaking of which, Wei Gong has been on the expedition for almost half a month, and he doesn't know what the battle situation is.

............

One night when the army set out for nearly a month, the moonlight was like water, clear and white.

"Da ........"

On the official road outside the capital, a fast horse galloped in, his lips chapped, and the dusty post man grabbed the horse's reins and shouted in a hoarse voice:

"Open the city gate, 800 miles to expedite ........."

Walk through the outer city, the inner city, the imperial city, and all the way to the palace.

In the middle of the night, Wang Shoufu was awakened by a rapid knock on the door, and the old housekeeper knocked on the door and shouted: "Master, master, wake up........"

In the dark room, the candlelight was lit, and the maid who slept in the outer room put on her clothes, held the candlestick, and hurried to open the door.

Oh, the maid stepped in and said in a low voice: "Master, there is news from the yamen, saying that there is an urgent report from the eight hundred miles. ”

Wang Shoufu was old, he was woken up in the middle of the night, and his spirit could not hide his exhaustion, he pinched his eyebrows and said, "Change clothes." ”

An important government such as the cabinet is manned at night to prevent such emergencies.

Whether it's 800 miles or 600 miles, the post guards are all running with their lives, and it's normal to run a few horses to death, and they may be sent over at any time.

Under the service of the maid, Wang Shoufu put on his official robes, took a carriage, and entered the palace and came to the cabinet yamen in the sound of wheels.

Wang Shoufu walked quickly, entered the hall, sat behind his own big case, and said slowly: "Tang Bao!"

The officials on night duty in the hall immediately presented the Tang newspaper that was firmly kept by his side, and the eight-hundred-mile urgent paperwork was opened only by a few scholars.

Wang Shoufu took out the cutter, picked up the fire paint, and in the slight sound of the pages, he took out the Tang newspaper and began to read.

He fell into a dead silence.

............

Six scholars, including Qian Qingshu, a scholar of Wuyingdian University, Chen Qi, a scholar of Jianjidian University, and Zhao Tingfang, a scholar of Dongge University, came together, and they entered the cabinet and came to the Shoufu Hall.

They were stunned to find that the head of the cabinet, the head of the royal party who was a very popular minister, seemed to be several years old.

His face was gray, his reddish eyes were slightly cloudy, and he seemed to be immersed in some kind of painful atmosphere and couldn't break free.

Obviously, Wang Shoufu was fine yesterday, what kind of blow made people wither into such a state overnight?

Wang Shoufu raised his head, looked around at the scholars, and said slowly in a deep voice: "Wei Yuan, sacrificed." ”

After a pause, he added: "Of the 100,000 troops, only more than 16,000 people have withdrawn. ”

Rumble!

Everyone seemed to have been struck by thunder, their hearts were shocked, and their faces froze.

Wu Yingdian University scholar Qian Qingxin muttered: "This, this is impossible, it is impossible to ........"

Wang Shoufu's tone recovered a little, and he said in a deep voice:

"I know it's hard to believe, but for now, it's the way it is. Ladies and gentlemen, please put aside all bad emotions, listen to me, this battle is very strange, the Tang newspaper has been transmitted to the palace, before the early dynasty, let's discuss it.........."

As dawn approached, the scholars looked tired and left worriedly.

Wang Shoufu beckoned a confidant and ordered with an expressionless face: "Send someone to Xu's Mansion to tell Xu Qi'an about the war in the northeast." ”

Don't give a note, in order not to leave a handle.

After the henchmen retreated, Wang Shoufu paced to the window, looking at the darkest night before dawn, silent for a long time, like a sculpture.

Wei Yuan, without you, how lonely the court will be in the future.

..........

Before dawn, the knock on the door of "Tuk Tuk" woke up Zhong Li and Xu Qi'an in the room at the same time.

The latter responded: "Who?"

The voice of the porter Lao Zhang came: "Da Lang, someone is looking for you, claiming to be a member of the cabinet." ”

Cabinet?Wang Shoufu sent someone to find me at this time?!

Xu Qi'an immediately got up, put on his robe, and said, "Take me to see him." ”

Out of the room, all the way to the outer hall, Xu Qi'an saw a middle-aged man with a face, wearing an official uniform, standing in the hall.

"Xu Yingong!"

Middle-aged officials instinctively subconsciously shouted out this title.

Xu Qi'an was accustomed to the "old-fashioned" concept of the people in the capital, and asked bluntly: "This lord, what is the matter with me?"

The middle-aged official said, "Lord Shoufu asked me to bring you a message. ”

Sure enough, it was Wang Shoufu............ Xu Qi'an bowed: "Please speak." ”

The middle-aged official hesitated, pondered for a long time, and said in a low voice: "Duke Wei, sacrifice in the Northeast." ”

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PS: The second volume is officially coming to an end, probably, well, it will be written for another week........ The kind of high-energy throughout.