Ningguo was originally just a small and remote country on the northern border of Crescent State.

Later, because this country mined a kind of spiritual ore called "Blazing Crystal", it was an excellent material for refining talismans and spiritual treasures.

Ning Guo mined spiritual ores on a large scale, refined talismans and spiritual treasures, formed an army of monks, fought everywhere, expanded the territory, and became stronger and stronger.

In just one year, Ningguo has annexed more than ten small countries nearby and become a medium-sized country.

The war between mortals was already very cruel, hundreds of people were destroyed, and the participation of monks in the war made the war even more intense.

For a time, corpses were everywhere, rivers of blood flowed, and lives were devastated.

When the news of Ning's war with an army of monks spread back to the Great Chu State, the Five Sects were furious and sent ten Liquid Transformation Stage Masters to suppress it strongly.

In less than a day, the monarch of Ning Guoguo, together with the generals in the army, were all ambushed.

The Five Sects were benevolent, and finally retained the bloodline of the Ning clan, supported the new emperor, and ordered the new emperor to sign a "truce", promising to never form an army of monks again.

The year-long tragic war finally ended, and countless people and soldiers from various countries rushed to tell each other, crying with joy and thanking the five great kindnesses.

This is the history of Ningguo.

Later, Ningguo gradually developed into a commercial power based on trade, mainly selling "blazing crystals", as well as various powerful talismans and spiritual treasures.

Because of this, Ningguo became a country full of monks.

Moreover, many masters of refining fire-attribute spiritual weapons were also born.

And the Ning State has also become a country that "advocates force", from the emperor of a country, to the ministers of the court, down to the sergeants and soldiers of the army, and the mortal puppets, all of whom are respected for being able to cultivate immortal arts.

Of course, having said that, only people with spiritual veins can cultivate, and this part of the population is less than one in Ningguo.

More often than not, it is a state of harmony between mortals and monks.

Ningguo, conquer the West Palace.

At this time, the plaque of the palace, the paper flowers are cold, and Bai Lian is flying.

The gate of the palace, the white paper couplet, the maple Yu Zhang.

In the palace, there is a plain silk, yellow paper is all over the sky, mourning and music are singing, and weeping is mournful.

In the hall, there is a carved jade coffin.

In front of the coffin, there is a spirit tablet with the nickname of "General Ning Yuan, King of the West".

At the beginning of the hand, there was a beautiful woman about thirty years old, dressed in mourning clothes, with sad eyes, staring at the burning paper money in front of her, it was Princess Ning.

Three other men knelt behind the woman.

The left hand is alone, twenty-three or four years old, born handsome and resolute, with a tall posture, just kneeling, with a cold face, without saying a word, it is the eldest son of the king of Zhengxi, Ning Chuan.

The middle person, about twenty years old, has a delicate face, a pair of eyes that are particularly bright, and looks like a weak scholar, is the second son of the king of Zhengxi, Ning Wen.

There is a person on the right hand, sixteen or seventeen years old, young and vigorous, heroic, but at this time his face is full of sadness, crying bitterly, it is the youngest son of the king of Zhengxi, Ning Shouxin.

In the courtyard, the conjuring paper flags on both sides fluttered in the wind, sad and poignant.

Whether it is the prince of heaven, or the relatives and servants, they all walked through the paper banner road and came to the mourning hall to burn incense and mourn for the "King of Zhengxi".

"Ning Yuan, the king of Zhengxi, is dead. ”

This news, the storm generally swept the entire Ning country.

For a time, Ningguo was in turmoil, and the court was covered by clouds.

Outside the Imperial City of Ningguo, heavy rain fell from the sky, the wind roared, and lightning and thunder roared.

500,000 Changning imperial troops, standing in the torrential rain, staring at each other and indignant.

"General, King Ning is dead. A silver-robed general riding a red horse raised his head, looked at the gloomy sky, and said in a sad tone.

"King Ning fought for my Ning country in all directions, and his achievements were impressive. How could he die of illness at the age of forty-five? It must be the emperor Lao'er, seeing that King Ning's high merits shocked the master, he caused harm and died!" The other silver-armored general said with a face full of anger and gritted his teeth and hatred.

"General, we will now send troops to the Imperial City, enter the East Palace, take the life of the emperor's dog, and avenge King Ning!" The silver-robed general from before raised his spear in his hand, gathered his mana in the dantian, and roared loudly.

For a while, when the 500,000 army heard this, their fighting spirit was high, and Gu struck the ground with the spear in his hand, and roared in unison.

"Send troops to the Imperial City! Enter the East Palace!"

"Send troops to the Imperial City! Enter the East Palace!"

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For a time, the sound of thunder was rolling, spreading all over the wilderness!

Mixed with roaring winds, lightning and thunder, it adds to the tragedy!

And the general who led him pulled the blood-colored lion under him, and the lion immediately roared angrily, and the sound shook the four fields.

The 500,000-strong army was immediately silent.

The leader of the general flew up, stood in the wind, turned around, looked at the army behind him, and said in a deep voice.

"King Ning was killed, and we are filled with righteous indignation, and there is nowhere to vent the anger in our chests. However, the murder of King Ning has not yet been clarified, so we must not rashly send troops to attack Ningdu. I, Emperor Changning's army, have a great reputation, if I don't have the permission of the three princes of King Ning, I rashly mutiny, and there is no reason for it, wouldn't I have to bear the charge of rebellion?"

Hearing this, the 500,000 soldiers still had angry faces and were unmoved.

Seeing that he couldn't persuade everyone, the general at the head sighed secretly and spoke again.

"Although King Ning is dead, we vow to keep the safety of the three princes! All the soldiers and soldiers should be restless, and wait for three days, I, Chen Xiao, will sneak into Ningdu and rescue the three princes of the palace. When the time comes, my army of 50,000 monks, together with 450,000 brave soldiers, will not be too late to send troops again!"

When the 500,000 army heard the general's words, they finally quieted down.

After all, King Ning, as a monk in the early stage of the liquid transformation period, has an extremely high status in the hearts of these soldiers, and only by using his name can he suppress this group of tiger and wolf divisions.

And with the lives of the three sons of King Ning as a bet, it is really helpless to temporarily suppress the heart of this group of soldiers to raise troops.

After all, once the war broke out, the entire Ning country fell into war in an instant.

And the cultivators who are in the Ning Kingdom and secretly covet the cultivation resources of the Ning Kingdom will take advantage of the situation and fight for it wantonly, plunging the entire Ning Kingdom into chaos.

When the time comes, it will only be the countless mortals who will suffer, and the people will die in vain.

Thinking of this, the general surnamed Chen frowned, looked at Ningdu from afar, and could not hide his worried look on his face.

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The Imperial City of Ningguo, above the court.

Ning Guotian, who was sitting on the dragon chair, Ning Suitian, frowned slightly and did not say a word.

And the ministers below have long been divided into two factions, arguing endlessly, and they are about to fight.

"Your Majesty, the 500,000 Changning Emperor's army abandoned the border pass, waved his army north, and arrived in Ningdu and stationed fifty miles outside the capital. Please make a decision as soon as possible, so as not to cause chaos......"

"Hmph, Prime Minister, decide, how to decide? It's just these superficial efforts, don't you see that the emperor is upset! There is no useful advice at all!"

"You, you, you, you......"

King Ning died suddenly, and according to the secret agents in the palace, he was killed. Now, 500,000 indignant Changning imperial troops are stationed outside Ningdu and are eyeing our imperial capital. In my opinion, it is better to transfer the soldiers under the 'King of Beiliang' to suppress them and eradicate all these rebellious ministers and thieves!"

"The general said cautiously! These Changning Imperial Army are all soldiers under King Ning, and they are the elite of my Ning Kingdom! How can you say that 'chaotic ministers and thieves' come from! The Changning Imperial Army has always been good at fighting, and in addition, 'the mourning soldiers will win', I am afraid that they will not be able to suppress it even if they are suppressed by the guards of the 'King of Beiliang'. ”

"Shoufu is right, besides, the battle is not what the saint sees, but the strategy of the bottom. No matter what the results of the war are, it is the soldiers of our Ningguo who die in vain, and it is the people of Ningguo who suffer. Moreover, the handling of this matter is slightly deviated, and I am afraid that if we have civil strife in Ningning, the foundation of more than 400 years will be destroyed in one fell swoop. ”

"Alas, what Lord Wang said is very true. My Ning country has gathered monks from all over the world, dragons and snakes are mixed, and these monks can still abide by the rules of Ning under the authority of King Ning and King Beiliang. If there is a big battle, I am afraid that these monks will immediately fight and fight and snatch cultivation resources, and when the time comes, I am only afraid of ......"

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