The ancient land is huge, as big as some people's ambitions.

For example, the palace is still the same palace, the crystal ball still reflects the mountains and rivers of the ancient land, but the territory of Yunzhou in the picture is red.

Behind the crystal ball are several huge thrones, as well as several vague figures.

"Found it, he's in Yunzhou. ”

"Is Yunzhou the territory of that kid from the Li family?"

"It doesn't matter whose territory he is, that person must die!"

"But there are too many ordinary people in Yunzhou, in case ......"

"I'd rather kill tens of millions by mistake than let him live!"

......

Ethereal voices echoed through the palace, and with each sound it came out, the throne flickered and then returned to silence.

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In Yunzhou, Li Xuanfeng sent the three people of the world into the inkstone pond The next day, a guest came to the Wuya School Palace.

The visitor entered from the gate of Xuehai, walking slowly all the way, obviously passing by many bachelors, but no one could notice his existence.

This man went straight to the end of the world, and came to the old pine tree rooted in the rock crevice.

"I haven't seen you for many years, but Uncle Huang is still the same!"

Li Xuanfeng sat under the old pine, took advantage of the shade of the tree to sleep, and said without raising his head: "You shouldn't come!"

"But come anyway. ”

Saying that, the person who came walked up to Li Xuanfeng, looked at the tall old pine, and also looked at a protruding pimple on the pine tree, and his vision did not seem to be blocked by the crown on his head.

"Your father was pinned to this tree back then, right?"

"Yes!" Li Xuanfeng still didn't look up, just accosted casually.

"Why? Father has always loved you so much. ”

"Because he wants me to be the emperor, I don't want to, he doesn't do it, I want to go out to do errands, he is too troublesome, so I put him on a tree. ”

"But isn't Uncle Huang also equivalent to the emperor of this Yunzhou now?" the man's voice was full of anger.

"This is different!" Li Xuanfeng shook his head.

"Uncle Huang knows that my father is still thinking about you before he dies!"

"I know, but I was too busy to see him!"

Because you're busy, you don't even have time to see your brother for the last time? Don't you want to see him? The man thought about it, and he didn't know what he thought, and suddenly burst out laughing.

"Hahahaha!"

Of course, Li Xuanfeng also heard it, but he probably didn't like the noise, so he just stretched out his little finger and plucked his ears.

"If I hadn't been stopped back then, would the imperial uncle also rush into the Middle Emperor Dynasty and kill me?

It is said that the high places are not cold, probably because of the strong wind, so the men's dragon robe is blown whirring, and the embroidered dragon pattern of the gold thread is also blown with teeth and claws, as if alive.

Li Xuanfeng yawned, but he didn't feel uncomfortable to anyone, and he was still personable.

"Possibly!"

"Think about it!" The person in the imperial robe laughed at himself a little, and then bowed down and said, "Uncle Huang, let me see how tall you are!"

"Okay!" replied Li Xuanfeng.

.........

The Boundless Realm is very high, higher than any mountain peak in the Boundless Academy, that is the place where the Great Sage is, of course it should be the highest.

Today, however, the mountain peaks above the Boundless Realm are changing and thundering, which is extremely unusual in this clear weather.

From time to time, there would be a flash or two of golden light, and finally the golden light would disappear, and the endless realm would return to its normal appearance.

The masters of the Academy Palace just said that the Great Sage was practicing his moves, and no one was allowed to disturb him.

The guest in a dragon robe had already left, and Li Xuanfeng was still leaning on the old pine, but there was a hint of gold on his right wrist, as if he had been poisoned.

"It's really a generation of new people replacing old people!" Li Xuanfeng smiled bitterly, not knowing whether he was talking about cultivation or means and virtue.

"I'm going to kill him!" the person who spoke was furious, a bald old man, and also the car in the book mountain for Yue Dongxue's booklet.

"Let's go too!" In addition to being calmer when drinking, a few people who had come to the Boundless Realm together also echoed.

"It's just a small thing, it's not in the way!" Li Xuanfeng stopped a few people.

It is rare to be serious when he drinks his sorrows, and said solemnly: "What does this guy from the Middle Emperor Dynasty want to do when he suddenly comes to the School Palace?"

"Who knows? The soldiers will come to block the water and cover the earth, and whoever is not honest will be beaten to the honest anyway. ”

Hearing this, everyone was slandered in their hearts, although it was also true, he had that strength.

But it's good that the school palace is a place of sages, and if you don't set an example, forget it, you won't have a proper shape except for fighting every day, right?

Li Xuanfeng didn't mind what everyone thought, but he suddenly thought of something, and suddenly got up and looked outside the Yundu City and shouted.

"Don't make a fuss!

"It's your business!" all he answered was a cold female voice, and a red figure who had chased out of the city from the Nanming Courtyard at some point.

Li Xuanfeng seemed to have thought that the result would be like this, and looked at several other people for help.

However, a few people looked at their noses and noses, as if they didn't see it, and even said directly after the serious drinking: "Don't go!"

Rubbing his temples, Li Xuanfeng really had a headache, and he thought that it would be good if the mountains were there.

"You all go back, this little poison can't help me. ”

After listening to Li Xuanfeng's words, everyone didn't know whether to trust or something else, and left one after another.

"Hey!"

After everyone left, Li Xuanfeng sighed and sat back under the old pine to rest.

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In a small restaurant outside Yundu City, Qin Nianfeng, who had just chased him out of Nanming Courtyard, was sitting here angrily.

Opposite her was a blind old man in straw sandals and a Taoist robe.

Although he couldn't see with his eyes, the old man could still accurately hold the fragrant wontons in the bowl with the chopsticks in his hand and put them in his mouth.

"Why are you holding me back?"

Qin Nianfeng's forehead was bulging, if it weren't for that guy's respect for him, she might have punched the other party in the face, although she couldn't beat it.

The old man didn't answer her, but just ate his wontons by himself, and after a while, a large bowl of wontons was wiped out by him.

After picking up the bowl and drinking most of the soup sprinkled with chopped green onions, he burped with satisfaction, and then the old man raised his head and "looked" at Qin Nianfeng.

Although the other party was blind in both eyes, Qin Nianfeng still felt a loving look at him.

"The poison of the wind, some trouble!"

Hearing this, Qin Nian was furious: "Since you know, why are you still stopping me?"

"That little guy doesn't have an antidote, and it's useless to kill him!"

"What do you mean?" Qin Nianfeng looked at the old man coldly.

The old man said slowly: "The world is in chaos, some people are afraid, so they want to restrain the wind, and I stopped you because you can't make mistakes." ”

Qin Nianfeng said: "Since you all know that it is aimed at him, you still don't care, what's the point of talking all this nonsense here?"

"No, they want to restrain Feng'er, but their purpose is not him. ”

Although Qin Nianfeng was in a very unhappy mood, she still calmed down a little, and she also knew that this old man would not be untargeted, so she asked, "Why is that?"

"Not long ago, I asked Qi'er to stop Feng'er from leaving the capital, and today I came to stop you from leaving the capital in person, with only one purpose, to keep you alive!"

As he spoke, the old man got up, took out a few copper coins from his bosom and put them on the table, and picked up his crutches tremblingly.

"I'm already old, there are a lot of old people in the school palace, we will all die, the teenagers are still growing up, and the future world still needs your generation to support it, so you can't have anything. ”

I don't know why, Qin Nianfeng was a little sad when he heard this, but he asked in disbelief: "Is there anyone in this world who can kill him?"

"Yes, and there are a lot of them!, so you go back, stay by Feng'er's side, guard him for me, and if you're idle, you can train the girl in your yard!"

After the old man finished speaking, he looked at the sky with empty eyes, and then turned around and left in a hurry, leaving Qin Nianfeng alone in the small restaurant for a long time, and the words that the old man said before he came still echoed in his mind.

"Tell Feng'er, get ready for war!"

I don't know why, today's sunset is extraordinarily red, and it looks a little infiltrating, Qin Nianfeng sat alone for a while before she snorted coldly and turned around and went back to the school palace.

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In a remote mountain village in Yunzhou, an unknown farmer was holding a hoe, covered in wounds, looking at the scene in front of him, and behind him, in addition to the thatched hut that had turned into a sea of fire, there was also an eight or nine-year-old child crying out in fear and fear.

"Mother, what's wrong with you, mother, mother, I'm Bao'er, mother!"

In front of them, a peasant woman covered in blood carried a firewood knife, her eyes blood-red and pressed towards the two of them.

Not long ago, the family was enjoying dinner. But in the blink of an eye, the virtuous wife on weekdays was obsessed, her eyes were blood-red, and she grabbed the firewood knife behind the door and chased and slashed the father and son frantically.

Caught off guard, in order to protect his son, he was stabbed several times, and finally escaped from the house, only to find that many people in the village had become like this.

People are frantically running for their lives while trying to regain the sanity of their loved ones, and suddenly the small mountain village is full of fireworks and screams.

There was a lot of blood, and the farmer didn't have much to spare.

When the peasant woman pounced, he pushed away his son with all his strength, allowing the firewood knife in his wife's hand to slash into his chest.

The hoe had long been thrown to the ground by the owner, and the farmer hugged his wife tightly with both hands, and with a doting look, the two threw themselves into the fire behind them.

In the air, apart from the mournful cries of peasant women, all that remained was the sizzle of burning objects in the fire, and the hysterical cry in the sea of fire: "Bao'er, run away, go away!"

"Dad!"

The child ran to the door crying, but when he turned around, he saw this heart-rending scene, stopped crying, as if he was scared stupid, and did not realize that a kitchen knife behind him was cutting high.