After Li Jingtong and his son left Qinyuan, they were speechless and calm all night under the old man's obscenity, and the three little ones could only suppress their excitement and frown at each other, and they didn't even dare to whisper.

Outside of Qinyuan, there was a commotion in the entire Wenlu City for a while, and in the shortest possible time, it spread all over the city, and even the common people heard that the legendary monk Zhenxi King, who founded the Akihito Dynasty, was now sitting in Wenlu.

The whole city cheered and the whole people celebrated.

Some of the people who have a little insight and vision are secretly happy, and they have long thought that this great monk who created the prosperous era of Akihito has no news over the years, and it should have been that he has already ascended to the heavens to be the fairy master who is at ease, which has led to the decline of the Akihito Dynasty now, and most of the battles with Jin Zhen and the Great Emperor in the past hundred years have ended in fiasco, except for Li Changyao and Kun Yu, who can occasionally save a little face, the rest of them have achieved nothing.

The people of Akihito are bitter, they have always prided themselves as the orthodoxy of the Continent of Hundred Laws, but they have really been bullied miserably over the years, thinking that they were expected to swallow the Jin Zhen and the Emperor in one bite, and they even jokingly called the people of the two dynasties the Northern Mangfu and the Southern Barbarians, and such wild places are barren places where birds don't and don't grow an inch.

But how did the uncivilized wild people of these two countries suddenly rise up so violently, until the country of abundance has been wailing for many years, and it is said that the northwest frontier has been starving all over the wilderness, and those northern reckless men of the Jin Zhen Dynasty are like no one in the territory of Mingren, burning, killing and plundering several times a year.

Fortunately in the south, there are the White Deer Army and Marshal Kun Lu sitting in the town, and they haven't made too many troubles for decades, but the White Deer Army has been transferred to Wenlu City to garrison for a year, and it seems that some small actions have started there.

When will this continuous war end?

It's good now, the king of Zhenxi did not abandon Mingren's people to take care of themselves and become immortals, with Li Changyao, the king of Pushan, Kun Jun, the white deer army, plus a king of Zhenxi, Mingren can finally raise his head and teach these barbarians some lessons.

If this Zhenxi King Baodao is not old, and then creates a prosperous era of Mingren, and destroys the Jinzhen Emperor, it will be a national celebration. Akihito should be the posture of the king of the continent of a hundred laws, and how can the barbarians be qualified to occupy the splendid mountains and rivers.

It is the first month of the year, the people are not stingy at all, every household hangs a brand new lantern, a string of red firecrackers from the sky to the dark moment does not stop, the little fart children through the streets and alleys sweet and crisp children's voices resounded through the deer, calling a good day to come.

The hard-working people also put on a smiling face, and some trivial things on weekdays have also passed with a smile, our Mingren Dynasty is going to live a good life again, why do you care about these things, Yizhou orthodoxy should be reasonable and polite, and we have done enough to let those barbarians know what the people of Tianfu should be.

In contrast to the world, there was a lot of joy and joy, and all the forces in the stronghold of Wenlu were all busy all of a sudden.

Bai Ren, the king of Zhenxi, was already the peak cultivation of the Ten Realms a thousand years ago, this is the immortal who stood on the top of the mountain and dominated the scenery of the world for nearly a thousand years, and now he appeared in Wenlu City so silently, could it be that it has something to do with what he planned.

These predators from all parties have made enough calculations to get a little soup from Akihito to taste the sweetness over the years, and they are all panicked at this time, I heard that the great monk of the Eight Realms, Zhai Shirang, can't even take a trick from the old man, do the ancestors standing behind him really have the ability to break their wrists, but they have to plan and calculate.

The Xianjia Cave Mansion in the Tattooed Deer City, including the nearby hills, is crowded with people this day, and the top and bottom are busy, and those disciples who have not been in the beginner for a long time are also confused about what is going on, but the orders issued from the ancestral hall one after another, the uncles and uncles are all melancholy, it should be something big.

However, it is also strange that although the news spread all over the city, no one came to Qinyuan to visit the king of Zhenxi, who has been famous for thousands of years. Although Qin Yuan closed the door of the mansion early and refused to receive it, Guan Wu even set up a magic circle according to the old man's wishes to prevent the monks from coming to the door, but there was no movement after a day and a night.

The next day, Guan Wu got up and shouted to Shi Yiyi and Guan Yun to drive piles, and secretly opened the side door to take a look, except for some auspicious objects sent by the people, the entire Xinghe Lane was even more deserted than before.

Most of the people who passed in front of Qinyuan glanced at each other with respectful eyes, but they bypassed it from a distance, for fear of alarming the king of Zhenxi, who was cultivating here, and Guan Wu was also stunned.

However, after hearing this, the old man snorted a few times, and said: "Mingren respects Confucianism for nearly a thousand years, even if the knowledge is sloppy and unbearable, it can be imperceptible over the years, and this must be a decree issued by the Luya side so that the people of the tattooed deer should not be disturbed." This Mingren's white surname, now eat Confucianism, it's a pity that although the general public understands reason and etiquette, but that heart has long been smoothed out, just like a group of wooden people without heads, everything pays attention to etiquette and reason, according to the script, lifeless, the slightest whimsy is criticized as deviant, like a pool of gutter water, not passable, rotten to the point of stench and disgusting. ”

For the Confucian science of the line of the old man has always been sneering, no matter how unbearable the words have been recited, if let it chatter enough to chant the same chatter for a day without stopping, everyone in the garden pretended not to hear their own business, at this time, if you have a mouth, your ears will be calloused, it will definitely make you a head two big.

As if he hadn't heard anything, it was the most practical, and the old man's words would slowly subside, but no one would pay attention to him, so he had to lie alone in the listening rain pavilion and knock melon seeds and tea, and settle down at ease.

Because of the maid and mother-in-law who were sent away, Guan Wu had to take care of the family's food, and after Guan Yun and Shi Yiyi finished playing a set of boxing piles on the side of Jiushan Lake, they began to prepare lunch food.

The three little ones got together again and squeezed their eyebrows, but they couldn't catch up with the old man's topic, and the old man's ears occasionally stirred, maybe he was eavesdropping, and the three of them would deliberately bump into this muzzle.

Such a leisurely time is rare, but at almost noon, Kun Jun and Shangguan Mowen went to Qinyuan with Shangguan Mowen, and glanced at the old man who was listening to the rain pavilion, and he didn't dare to go over to say hello, so he sat and chatted with the three of them on the side of Jiushan Lake, Shangguan Mowen pulled a big push of food and vegetables, and hurriedly went to the kitchen to help Guan Wu.

"Uncle Shi, the old man doesn't eat this set, you can't give the old man a meal when you put this big table of dishes. Shirakawa Road.

Kun Lu blinked and said with a smile: "Who said that this is for Mr., you kid forgot that the beauty has an appointment, don't ask that kid to go early in the morning to prepare good wine and meat, just wait for your blessing to drink a few glasses with the female crown in the world." Alas, you really won't forget, that Salo gave you the sword book to ask for the sword today. ”

Bai Chuan patted his forehead, he has been running around for Li Yu's affairs for the past few days, and yesterday because the identity of the old man was exposed, how can he still remember such a little person asking the sword, but with the king of Zhenxi sitting in Nasaro, he really won't have the courage to come to Qinyuan to ask the sword.

"I forgot about it. Bai Chuan smiled, what is the first person of the gilded generation, what are you doing for this title, I am also a descendant of the prince now, that is a person with an identity who fights and kills a lot of scenery, to be honest, I can use my identity to settle it, Bai Chuan hopes to do it less, and only by being harmonious can I make money.

Here, Shi Yiyi pursed her lips and glared at Bai Chuan fiercely, and the little girl's thoughts were clear at a glance.

It made Kun laugh loudly.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

A heavenly sound resounded throughout the park.

"Concubine Yao of the Ouyang family, I have come to visit the predecessors of the King of Zhenxi. ”

The female crown of the world ascended to the Qin Garden.

Mo said that Bai Chuan was still very happy to be close to this female crown, and there was an inexplicable feeling, and he always felt that there was a trace of inexplicable involvement between the two.

ran to open the door, but at this moment, a sword aura rose into the sky.

The Embroidered Winter Sword, one of the ten famous swords of the Taiji Dynasty, hovered in mid-air, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Bai Chuan, buzzing.

"Fuchasaro, ask Ken Shirakawa. ”

"How about taking me with a sword. ”