Chapter 081: The Kings Gather

The convoy had an uneventful journey!

Whoever sees the imperial flag erected high, the carriage that is luxurious and unflapped to the extreme, and the two-digit innate level of the inner master.

As well as the garrison regiments that were constantly on guard along the road, no one dared to trouble this troop of chariots and horses!

His Majesty the Emperor traveled all the way to the west, and also visited the people privately all the way, which can be regarded as another harvest of this trip to Zhongzhou.

Mo Wudao and the others naturally arranged a luxurious carriage.

But everyone is a cultivator, so naturally they don't want to stay in the carriage every day.

Several people are riding on their own, touring the mountains and rivers all the way, drinking and practicing swords, and they are happy.

Compared to the other people in the convoy, the emperor's guards were nervous and vigilant, and a few of them were really at ease.

Even the monarch Zhao Wenyu, who was sitting in the carriage, sometimes envied them.

The people outside the world are indeed too different from these worldly mortals.

A month later, the Great Zhao royal chariot and horse finally arrived in the Yunqin Empire.

The Yunqin Empire sent an elite cavalry of 100,000 people to greet him and escort His Majesty the Emperor of the Great Zhao Empire all the way to Pingyang City.

The whereabouts of Da Zhao Guojun are also the intensity of five reports a day.

Binh Duong City!

The royal guard of honor is also urgently lined up, and the comprehensive national strength of the Great Zhao Empire is now comparable to that of the Yunqin Empire, and the standard courtesy of receiving the Great Zhao monarch cannot be low at all.

The east gate of Binh Duong City has been completely martial law, and no unrelated people are allowed to pass!

The soldiers and horses under martial law stretched out from the east city gate, which was ten miles away.

Lord Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites of the Yunqin Empire, the lord of Pingyang City, led a group of nobles and gentry in Pingyang City, and went ten miles forward to welcome the arrival of the monarch of the Great Zhao Kingdom.

Pity the old man of the Ministry of Rites, an old man, who has to ride so far forward.

But it also expresses the Yunqin Empire's sufficient respect and courtesy for the Great Zhao monarch.

After waiting for nearly an hour, the Zhao family's imperial flag gradually appeared in the distance, and a team of one hundred and ten people slowly came.

Ahead of the road were five black horses, on which sat three young men in white, a teenager, and a bald monk.

"It's coming!"

The Ministry of Rites Shangshu and the others immediately cheered up, and the city lord of Pingyang City held a notebook in his hand, on which were lifelike portraits.

"The white-clothed young man in the middle is Da Zhao's national teacher!"

With the whispered introduction of the city lord of Pingyang City, everyone's eyes gradually moved to the white-robed young man.

"You're really so young!"

Lord Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites sighed with emotion, according to the news, the status of this national teacher in Da Zhao is extremely high, and Emperor Da Zhao has to salute when he sees it.

Finally, Da Zhao's royal convoy came to everyone's eyes.

Under the escort of the royal guards, Zhao Wenyu's carriage came to the front of the team, the palace maid opened the curtain, and the figure of His Majesty the Emperor of Da Zhao appeared in front of everyone.

Yun Qin's Rite Department Shangshu took a step forward, bent down deeply, and said: "Your Majesty King Zhao has been in the dust all the way, and has worked hard from afar, and the next official Yun Qin Rite Department Shangshu, on the holy order of His Majesty the King, led a group of people from Pingyang City to greet His Majesty King Zhao!"

The tone of this ritual book is deep and powerful, in front of the Great Zhao Tianzi, he is neither humble nor arrogant, calm and moderate!

"Welcome to Pingyang City!"

The city lord of Pingyang City and others behind him also bowed and saluted!

It not only shows the atmosphere of the Yunqin Empire, but also gives enough respect to the Great Zhao Tianzi!

"Lord Shangshu is polite!"

After a polite ceremony, the procession re-marched to Pingyang City, and Yun Qin's Lord Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites also rode a horse to accompany the carriage side of the Great Zhao Tianzi.

"Lord Shangshu, now in this Pingyang City, which His Majesty has not yet arrived?"

Zhao Wenyu's elegant and easy-going voice came out.

"His Majesty King Huizhao, as well as the King of Chu in Youzhou, the King of Liang in Yanzhou, and the King of Qi in Jizhou, the three Majesties have not yet arrived, but according to the report of Kuaima, they have entered the territory of Yunqin, and it only takes three or five days to reach Pingyang City. ”

"Oh!"

Zhao Wenyu chuckled a few times, "These three states are far away from Zhongzhou, so it's normal to come late!"

"Hehehe······"

Lord Shangshu laughed with him, but he had a different idea in his heart.

If you want to say the distance from Zhongzhou, Dongzhou is not close, from Handan, the capital of the Great Zhao Kingdom, to this Pingyang City, even farther than any other country.

The lord of the three states came late, and Lu Yuan was only one of the reasons.

The most important thing is that the war in these three states has not yet subsided, and they have come all the way, escorted the monarch's army, and sometimes even stopped to help quell the rebellion.

And in the middle of these three states, there are other states separated by other states.

These states are not like Dongzhou Dazhao and Qingzhou Yan, but they are allies.

Da Zhao Guojun entered Qingzhou, and the treatment was almost the same as that of the monarch of Qingzhou Yan State, and he was opened and escorted by the Yan army all the way.

Relations between these three countries and their neighbors are very tense.

Although the general trend is the same, they will not stop it openly, but secretly using some means also makes the three kingdoms very angry.

If it weren't for the luck of that emperor, the monarchs of these three kingdoms would not even be willing to come to this Zhongzhou in person.

On the east gate of Pingyang City, there were also many young men and women standing, waiting for the arrival of the royal convoy of Zhao State.

"Senior Sister Xuanshang, it is said that the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect have the best spirit weapon-level flying sword in their hands, and this battle of luck is probably not a small threat. ”

The one who spoke was a young disciple of the Xuantian Sect, and in front of him was his senior sister, who was also the leader of the Xuantian Sect descending the mountain this time.

"What's so great about the best spiritual weapon, Senior Sister Xuanshuang's Xuanshuang Sword is also a superb spiritual weapon. ”

The other disciple didn't think so, his expression was a little disdainful, "Besides, that guy heard that his cultivation is not more than the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, even if he has the best spirit weapon in his hand, he will not be the opponent of the senior sister." ”

"That's right!"

"If Senior Sister sacrifices the Xuanshuang Sword, the monks in the distraction period must be careful!"

Fairy Xuanshang didn't speak, her eyebrows frowned slightly, her beautiful eyes flickered, she was a little displeased with her junior brother's blind confidence, but she didn't reprimand.

This Heavenly Demon Sect's Mo Wudao, she has very little information in her hands!

This genius disciple didn't have any fame in the Heavenly Demon Sect, and even most people didn't know about the existence of this person.

Mo Wudao's origin, inheritance, outsiders know nothing!

If you analyze it from the Dao name of Linglan, it is a disciple of the Lingzi generation of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

However, the Lingzi generation of the Heavenly Demon Sect is a disciple of the generation of the head of the sect, and among the disciples of this generation, there seems to be no record of such a low cultivation.

This guy, in the Heavenly Demon Sect, seems to have suddenly appeared, mysteriously tight.

In the ranks of the Great Zhao Royal Family.

Mo Wudao was also talking to Fanxin and the others about the monks of the various factions who participated in the battle of luck.