"Immortal Heavenly Pass!"

Seeing Zhu Hongyi's handover, Zhou Li's face turned pale in an instant, he looked at Zhu Hongyi, with anxiety and hope on his face, "How serious?"

Zhu Hongyi said in a deep voice: "It's serious!"

He handed his hand to Zhou Li, "Your Majesty will know if you look at it!"

Zhou Li stretched out his hand slowly, as if he didn't want to take this recital, but he had to take it, as if he hadn't seen it, this terrible thing wouldn't have happened. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Seeing him like this, Zhu Hongyi sighed slightly, the emperor of a country likes to deceive himself, even if his personal skills are high, it is not a blessing.

Zhou Li took the fold and watched it carefully, the more he looked at it, the more ugly his face became, and gradually beads of sweat began to drip from the tip of his nose.

After he finished reading the recital, he stood up, lowered his head and paced slowly, and only whispered to Zhu Hongyi for a long time: "This has been quiet for thousands of years, why is there no movement in the Immortal Tianguan now?"

Zhu Hongyi's face remained unchanged, and he said softly: "In recent years, few people have gone to fight with the undead outside the Tianguan......!

At this point, he lowered his head and said no more.

"Or what?"

Zhou Li asked casually: "Who else has been to the Immortal Heavenly Pass recently?" Oh, but there is still one person!"

The two of them looked at each other, both remembering the man who shed blood in the palace six years ago.

"yes, I do think I've heard people say he's been there. ”

Thinking of the tall man who was lawless and unceremonious to him, Zhou Li's pupils shrank slightly, and he sighed softly: "I suddenly regret killing him a little now!"

Zhu Hongyi's eyes flickered, and he said in a deep voice: "Confucianism has no king and no father, so he has to be killed!"

Zhou Li raised his eyes and looked at Zhu Hongyi, seeing that his face was majestic, not angry but mighty, at this moment, when he mentioned the matter of Confucianism and Confucianism, there was a bit of murder in the majesty, which showed his murderous intentions for the Hidden Studies.

"Okay, let's not talk about him!"

Zhou Li threw the fold to Zhu Hongyi, "I remember that a thousand years ago, when the chaotic Confucian line controlled the dynasty, many Confucian students went to Tianguan every year to die, and died with the undead, even the great grandmaster would sacrifice his life to kill the enemy." ”

He stared at Zhu Hongyi's eyes and said lightly: "If the chaotic Confucian vein can do it, can't it be orthodox in science?"

Zhu Hongyi took it and frowned, "Your Majesty, this time is different from the past, I am the master of science and science, how can I let them go to the battlefield to kill the enemy?"

Zhou Li no longer paid attention to him, but just ordered: "My Xuangong is not yet complete, I have to retreat for a period of time before I can adjust, and after I get out of the customs, I hope that the affairs in the north can be resolved!"

Seeing Zhou Li walking away from the study, Zhu Hongyi looked at Zhou Li's back and stopped talking, and finally turned into a sigh.

Since the family knows their own affairs, before the rule of science, the traditional Confucian disciples and the hundred schools of thought have a very harmonious relationship, every hundred years, they will organize various sects to cooperate with the imperial court soldiers to crusade against the undead people in the north, although every time they lose their troops and generals, and even the whole army will be wiped out, but even so, as long as the hundred-year period is reached, they will rush over to die, they will rush over to die.

It has become a common practice to go to a bloody battle every hundred years.

Because of this reason, the strong enemy in the north has not been able to have a chance to breathe, and it has also given time for the development and growth of all parts of the Central Plains.

And since the science came to power, at the beginning, there were still people who organized to fight in the north, but because the relationship between the science and the hundred schools was not harmonious, there were few people who responded, and it was very embarrassing for a while, and in the end only the disciples of science could go in person.

However, after a hundred years, the disciples of science began to spare their lives, but only sent soldiers and ordinary soldiers to crusade, but the real martial arts masters did not dare to accompany them.

It's just that the flesh and blood of the ordinary soldiers are indeed too bad in terms of the intersection with the northern enemy, and as long as they get out of the pass, they will definitely be wiped out.

As a result, the children of the soldiers complained that the monarch and the ministers were centrifuged, and even ordinary soldiers did not want to go to death.

In this way, year after year, there are fewer and fewer people who dare to go out, and the north is becoming quieter and quieter, and the dynasties of the past dynasties gradually relaxed their vigilance, and when it came to the Great Zhou Dynasty, although people had heard of the powerful enemy in the north, but they had not seen it, so they became more and more indifferent.

It has been a thousand years since the last incident in the north, and when the entire Great Zhou Dynasty thought that they would be as quiet as before, they suddenly moved!

This caught everyone off guard.

Thinking of the current situation of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he connived at Zhu Hongyi's pedantic and profound wisdom, but he still felt at a loss.

Although science is now powerful and there are more and more students of science, there are fewer and fewer real martial arts masters.

In addition, the relationship with several major sects is not good, even if you want to form an army of masters to fight in the north, I am afraid that no one will respond.

Even if there are enough people, I am afraid that there are only a few people who really dare to go out and fight.

Nowadays, people are more and more afraid of death!

It's getting less and less bloody!

The so-called "way of fooling the people, making them thoughtless, making them innocent, and making them filial" has been basically popularized today, and both ordinary people and most of the students in the world have become "filial people", but they have lost their blood and spirituality, and they do not know how to resist, but only know how to "filial piety".

There are fewer and fewer real masters in the world, and there are fewer and fewer people who are qualified to make trouble.

If there were no enemies in the north, this situation would be a great situation that all dynasties and emperors could not ask for.

This situation has been preserved, even if the whole world has become a pool of stagnant water, but for the emperor of the current dynasty, it is an excellent system for inheritance for all generations.

In this country, internal troubles are not a problem, as long as there are no foreign enemies to break the situation, it is really possible for these emperors to "belong to the world and pass on to the eternal generations!"

But at this time, there is a foreign enemy!

Zhu Hongyi stood quietly in the study of the palace for a long time, and he did not come to his senses until the little eunuch came to the study to clean up his things and add oil to the lamp.

"Your Excellency, you've been standing for a long time!"

The little eunuch said to Zhu Hongyi in a soft voice: "You are the Dinghai Divine Needle of our Great Zhou Dynasty, you must pay attention to your body!"

He took a broom and gently cleaned up the debris in the study, muttering, "It's all dark this day!"

"yes, it's dark!"

Zhu Hongyi stepped out of the door, looked at the sky with his hands, and sighed deeply, "Dinghai Shen Needle? Hehe, Dinghai Shen Needle!"

At this time, the palace was brightly lit, and the eunuchs and maids who were sparsely involved in the palace bowed down as they passed by him.

Zhu Hongyi turned a blind eye to these people, and slowly walked out of the palace with a gloomy expression.

His muttering came from the wind, "Even the Dinghai Divine Needle can't escape the day when it is taken away!"

He walked slowly on the street, and several sedan chair bearers did not dare to urge him, and slowly followed behind him with the sedan chair.

After walking for a while, Zhu Hongyi sat in the sedan chair, still muttering to himself, "Eventful, stormy in all directions, and now there is another strong enemy." ”

"I'm going to have to see who gets the last laugh!"

He commanded, "Get up!"