"In my hands, there is the heirloom jade seal of Dali. I inherited the throne by the first emperor. Who dares to disobey it?

Duan Yu's expression was full of the majesty of the emperor, as if he was not about to succeed to the throne, but on the throne and ruled for many years.

A sound broke off, mixed with Duan Yu's profound Northern Soul True Qi, with an indescribable heroic righteousness.

The battle in the field, the bustling and chaotic scene, subsided at once, and even Xiao Feng and the others all stopped without a fight.

"Chenba Tianshi see the saint!"

"Chen Fanhua see the saint!"

"Chenhua Hegun, see the saint!"

......

As the three dukes of Dali fell down one after another, the civil and military officials of Dali, whether they were the envoys of the festival or the officials of the eight prefectures and four counties, all bowed down one by one.

Gao Shengping didn't dare to glance at Gao Shengtai, his body was weak, and he knelt directly in front of Duan Yu.

Duan Yu's majestic eyes looked over, sharp as a knife, and Gao Shengtai felt like a mountain, pressing towards him out of thin air.

Gao Shengtai was like sitting on pins and needles, the sweat on his body suddenly came out of the ground, and his back bones kept bubbling outward.

"The minister is high and ascended, see the saint. ”

Gao Shengtai was so helpless that he had to kneel on the ground, and then he felt that he was able to breathe on his own, and he had an indescribable sense of relaxation.

Seeing that even Gao Shengtai fell to his knees, no one dared to resist anymore, and Duan Yu fell to his knees in front of and behind him.

The old man in the mountain and the fire foreman looked bad, glanced at each other, and quickly walked out.

If Duan Yu made an order on the spot, he was afraid that he would be able to intercept and kill these people, but the casualties of Dali Kingdom would not be few.

Therefore, Duan Yu hesitated, but let the old man in the mountain and the others run all the way out of the city.

Duan Yu put on the crown, led the civil and military officials of Dali, and began to worship the emperors of heaven and earth and Dali, every move looked sacred and solemn.

"Unexpectedly, Duan Yu is really a good material for being an emperor. ”

When Xiao Feng, Hong Jin and the others saw it, they couldn't help but admire.

On weekdays, Duan Yu looks very close, but once he encounters a big event, he is really clear and unambiguous.

A turmoil in Dali subsided in this way, and Duan Yu turned the tide at a critical moment and helped the building to fall.

The people of Dali praise each other, and Dudao Duan Yu is a wise gentleman, and he can control the scene at critical moments.

In the Imperial Garden!

Duan Yu specially set up a banquet to invite Xiao Feng and others, these days, eradicating Murong Bo, driving Murong Fu crazy, and quelling Gao Shengtai's rebellion, everyone is very happy in their hearts.

Everyone was about to have a drink, and suddenly a guard came to report, saying that Gao Shengtai wanted to see him.

"Ask him to come in. Duan Yu shouted majestically.

After a short time, Gao Shengtai walked in with the guards, and as soon as he saw Duan Yu, he knelt on the ground with a "poof".

"The minister Gao Shengtai was confused, and he came to receive death. Gao Shengtai said with tears on his face, it was really heartbreaking.

Duan Yu hurriedly helped him up and said generously: "Why did Prime Minister Gao say this? I think you saved my life back then, and I have always been grateful." ”

Seeing Duan Yu treating him like this, Gao Shengtai felt even more ashamed, he blamed himself repeatedly, and finally saw that Duan Yu really forgave him, so he left with relief.

The night was over!

Xiao Yuanshan is determined to travel the world, take a look at the famous mountains and rivers in the world, and take a look at the customs and customs of various places.

Xiao Feng and Ah Zhu decided to go to Jiangnan to live in seclusion first, and when they were not used to it, they would go outside the plug to herd sheep.

Xuzhu returned to the Vulture Palace, and Li Qinglu was waiting for him in the Tianshan Mountains, and he wanted to tell Li Qinglu the news that Murong Bo had been ambushed.

Hong Jin accompanied Duan Yu and sent Xiao Feng and the others away, with a faint reluctance on his face.

But Hong Jin knew that there is no banquet in the world that will not be dispersed, and even if they are close friends, they cannot always be together.

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Shaolin Temple!

Hong Jin was in retreat for ten days, and he worked hard to crack the ten-spice soft tendon powder, but this medicine was very stubborn.

Now Hong Jin's body is no different, but there is no internal force at all, and the internal breath that he has worked so hard to cultivate has disappeared without a trace.

If you can't do it internally, then practice external skills.

Hong Jin was ruthless, and he made a bitter determination to practice all external skills to the extreme.

Hong Jin began to temper his body, treating his body as a ship in the sea of bitterness, as iron in the furnace, tempering it repeatedly, and he did not regret his death.

Three years passed in penance.

Hong Jin gradually forgot Jiuyang's true qi, and now he is tall, with knotted muscles and muscles, and has become a complete reckless man.

Most of the monks of Shaolin Temple know what happened to Hong Jin, and every time they see Hong Jin, a look of pity will appear on their faces.

In their eyes, Hong Jin is a waste, no matter how hard he tries, he will never be able to return to the height he once had.

Xuan Cheng has long stopped practicing, he specializes in Buddhism and has become a great Buddhist monk in Shaolin Temple.

Seeing Hong Jin's daily hard practice, torturing himself to the point that he couldn't help but persuade him: "Forget it, Hong Jin, give up, practice external skills, and you will never become a real master." ”

In this way, every time Hong Jin heard it, he just smiled and took it as a deaf ear.

The monks of Shaolin Temple persuaded him like this, but he was unwilling to accept his fate, he believed that one day, he would stand at the top of the world again.

Suddenly!

Hong Jin let out a loud shout and threw a stone weighing hundreds of catties high above his head.

Anyone who sees it will say that they are born with divine power, but no one knows that this is the result of Hong Jin's countless hard work.

Hong Jin Zhilu said that if he wanted to live a comfortable life, as long as he stayed in Shaolin Temple, it was estimated that no one would be able to hurt him.

But Hong Jin has always had a dream in his heart, that is, he does not rely on the strength of others, and he also gains the respect of others.

Get stronger, get stronger, get stronger!

This is Hong Jin's dream all along, and for this dream, he is willing to work hard all the time.

Bang!

Hong Jin smashed his fist on the boulder, knocking the stone over several times, and then rolled all the way down the mountain.

After doing all this, Hong Jin's face did not change, his breath did not breathe, and after three years of hard training day and night, his body had already been honed like a diamond.

Hong Jin has practiced a lot of Shaolin Outer Gate Kung Fu, he is no longer a first-class master with excellent internal strength, he can only rely on his body to fight against people, and his moves are particularly important.

Laugh at!

Hong Jin grabbed it with one claw, grabbed it on a boulder, grabbed a piece of the boulder hard, and then pinched it to pieces.

This is Shaolin's eagle claw skill.

Hong Jin practiced this kung fu to the highest level of the outer gate.

Sou!

Hong Jin suddenly rushed out of the arcane and went more than a foot away, this is Shaolin's eagle wing skill, not relying on internal force, but relying on instantaneous explosive power, running as fast as an eagle.

Boom!

Hong Kim crashed into a huge rock, not accidentally, but on purpose.

It's also strange to say, with a loud bang, the rock was smashed and torn apart by Hong Jin, which is the iron bull skill that Hong Jin has worked hard to practice.

In the past three years, Hong Jin has trained every part of his body, and now his elbows, knees, shoulders, backs, hands and feet, including the joints, have become extremely hard.

Hong Jin's body is covered with a thick membrane, this membrane is very hard, if it is an ordinary sword, there is only a shallow mark on it, and if it is not good, the sword will be broken.

Syllable!

Hong Jin's body leaped forward and slammed his fist into a protruding rock.

The high bulge on the rock suddenly cracked, this is the collapse fist practiced by Hong Jin, and it is completely explosive force.

For three years.

Hong Jin devoted all his mind to practicing, and his muscles and bones had become as strong as iron.

If it weren't for the Shaolin Temple, with the best bruise medicine, Hong Jin would not be able to survive it.

For the special care given to him by the Shaolin Temple, Hong Jin has always kept in mind, if Shaolin is in trouble, he will definitely rush to the front.

In the past three years, Hong Jin has not been in the world, he has lived a life of isolation and ignores everything.

Even if it was a monk from Shaolin Temple, Hong Jin didn't deal with them much, he had been in the midst of hard training.

In the eyes of these Shaolin Temple monks, Hong Jin is a strange person, independent and different, and he doesn't know what kind of fame Lu Dao is doing.

But they don't know that Hong Jin's love for martial arts can do what he likes, even if he suffers hardships, Hong Jin doesn't feel the slightest tiredness, but feels willing.

No one understands what Hong Jin is doing, except Jueyuan.

Master Jueyuan's body is still strong, and because of his success in cultivating the Nine Yang Divine Skills, even his face will no longer change after a certain age.

And it seems that Master Jueyuan's complexion is much more ruddy than before, giving people a feeling of rejuvenation.

In this regard, Hong Jin felt very happy, his life, with Jueyuan's company, the past three years have been quite steady.

Hong Jin carried two large loads of water, and rushed down from the back mountain, these two iron buckets were hundreds of catties, plus they were filled with water, I am afraid that they weighed more than a thousand catties.

But Hong Jin is still walking like a fly, and he is even faster than the Shaolin monks who have never carried any weight.

"It's amazing!"

When many Shaolin monks saw it, they couldn't help but raise their thumbs and sigh, but Hong Jin just smiled.

On weekdays, Hong Jin has never been so high-profile, but now he is going down the mountain, so he is so unscrupulous and leaves some thoughts for these Shaolin monks.

A monk was reciting Buddhist scriptures with his head down, and suddenly saw a man in front of him, carrying two large iron buckets, flying towards him.

If this hit him, he would not have been flattened, and the monk screamed in fright, thinking that he would definitely die.

Who knew that the screaming was not endless, and suddenly I saw the man in front of him, swinging the iron bucket in his hand, like a lotus leaf in the wind, flying past him.

The beauty of the light body kung fu, the combination of strength and beauty, stunned this monk.

How can there be such kung fu in the world, is it really the gods who descend to earth?

With the height he had reached before, Hong Jin worked hard in Shaolin Temple for three years, and finally practiced a powerful outer door hard kung fu.

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