Create A Cultivation Technique At The Beginning

Time is passing slowly.

Jiang Chen is making a breakthrough.

Twenty years is enough for the entire world to undergo earth-shaking changes.

In the Valley of the Divine Eagles.

Yang Guo came out.

Divine Condor Heavy Sword, Impermanent Lihe and Hehe

What is love, a sixteen-year appointment

Three golden needles, a lifetime of love.

Life and death are vast, at the top of Huashan Mountain.

The story of the divine sculpture is being written, and the waves of the times continue.

But the declining Jianghu seems to be impossible to pull back.

The country is overturning, China is on the way, even in the prosperous martial arts world, only Yang Guo is the leader. The third sword debate in Huashan, there is only one more Yang Guo.

And this is just Jianghu.

country, civilization.

Even more declining.

The Song Dynasty was originally on the verge of collapse.

It was at this moment that it began to collapse inch by inch.

The Mongolian Yuan Dynasty was invading on a large scale.

Even with the support of the Quanzhen Sect, the broken mountains and rivers are completely unstoppable.

Meng Yuan's cavalry swept the world.

Even if it is a natural danger, he can no longer restrain the iron hoof going south.

The end has come at this moment.

Xiangyang, the army is encircling and suppressing.

Guo Jing was resisting with difficulty. Even though he had entered Innate, he could no longer hold on at this moment.

On top of the dilapidated Xiangyang City Tower.

It is an injured person who is being transported.

At one point the battle actually started.

On top of the city tower, most of the once ambitious and heroic spirit has turned into numbness, whether it is a martial arts master or a soldier.

At this time, they are no longer veterans of a hundred battles, but remnants of a hundred battles, fighting a war that obviously has no results and no future.

Under the tower.

A famous Mongolian soldier was gathering.

The horses neighed, and the huge army could hardly be seen.

And among the army, huge buildings like monsters stood up, and they were rapidly approaching Xiangyang City.

That was not a trebuchet, it was made by the Semu people for the Mongolian army. It was the most powerful and terrifying siege equipment in the cold weapon era. It was a return cannon that could fire 150 kilograms of stone projectiles!

The huge kinetic energy is enough to destroy a small city in an instant, and even a big city can hardly withstand several of his bombardments.

The ancient city of Xiangyang, which has been established for thousands of years, is also crumbling under its impact.

And under the terrifying weapons is a terrifying army.

From Asia, to the Western Regions, from the Western Regions to Europe.

This is an army that is enough to make all civilizations known to the world tremble.

Destroyer of the East, Scourge of God.

They set out from Asia decades ago and penetrated to the end of the entire known civilization.

Whether it was the flourishing Southern Song Dynasty or the European countries with their medieval aristocratic feelings, they could only be defeated in the face of this large army.

Perhaps the only difference is that in the Southern Song Dynasty, this fragile dynasty could persist for a while longer.

But that's all.

Because this is not only the wave of the times, but also the absolute crushing of strength.

Xiangyang, this is just one power.

And this actually already belongs to the isolated city.

After all, the process of this world is not exactly the same as history.

Nowadays, the entire Song Dynasty has begun to enter the scene of the Battle of Mountain and Sea.

Even in the south, a large area has been occupied by Mongolia. Twenty years is enough for this shaky dynasty to completely overturn.

Under the bloody sky.

War soon broke out.

The fighting began.

There was a huge roar, which was the impact of the returning artillery.

The city wall was shattering, and a large number of Mongolian soldiers moved towards the city tower.

Today was another tough day of fighting.

When night falls.

On top of the city tower, there were even scars everywhere.

Even Guo Jing couldn't help but feel a surge in his heart.

Not regret, but sigh.

And this time behind him.

Qiu Chuji's figure appeared.

Finally, he went down the mountain.

Jiang Chen had been away for twenty years, and even the Quanzhen Sect could not find him.

Jiang Chen didn't decide, but some things still needed to be done.

So Qiu Chuji went down the mountain.

And his strength has already entered the ninth level of Qi Refining at this moment, which is only one step away from the Foundation Building level.

It's just that with such strength, he still can't do much on this kind of battlefield.

Even though the Quanzhen Sect's magic has been further perfected at this moment, the Qi Refining realm is still a human being, not an immortal.

“Changchun Perfected Being, Jing’er, can I ask you a favor?).

Speaking with a sigh, Guo Jing's words seemed to have a deeper tone.

This great knight seemed a little tired.

"Jinger, what did you say?"

Qiu Chuji nodded, took a deep breath, and spoke softly. Even though he didn't hear the content, he still agreed.

Even he had to admire this former young man who was now Beixia.

"Help take Polu and leave with Xiang'er, Yang can't be saved.

"I know I'm a little selfish, but Ronger doesn't want to."

There were tears in Guo Jing's eyes. Even though these words made him tremble in his heart, he still said them.

"Jinger!"

Qiu Chuji opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

With Guo Jing's strength, he has already entered Innate, and he is stronger than his original master Wang Chongyang. As long as he really wants to run, he can really run.

But at this moment, facing this person.

Facing Xiangyang City, which he had guarded for more than twenty years, Qiu Chuji suddenly fell silent.

Because he knew that his words were meaningless.

Guo Jing will not leave.

The city is there and the prison is there.

The city dies and the people die.

This is Guo Jing, his Jinger.

"clear"

"Don't worry, I'll have someone take them away."

Qiu Chuji nodded and agreed.

But his words made Guo Jing suddenly anxious.

"Changchun Perfected Being, you."

Guo Jing opened his mouth and was about to say something, but was stopped by Qiu Chufa.

"If you want to stay, then so can I!"

Qiu Chuji's voice was firm.

In the end, Qiu Chuji didn't leave either.

the next day.

Guo Xiang, and Guo Polu were taken away.

And the siege broke out again.

Huge stones smashed the tower into pieces.

People died quickly.

Even though there are a large number of martial arts people among them, they still appear so fragile in front of the huge army.

Under Xiangyang.

A famous Mongolian soldier has already appeared excited.

Because the destruction of Xiangyang City seems to be far away.

And Xiangyang City also became extremely desperate at this moment.

And this despair spread throughout the Southern Song Dynasty.

Yashan.

above the sea.

At this time, the fire covered the entire sight.

Pu Shougeng's defection caused the Song Dynasty to lose its last support point.

The war has lasted for ten days. During the ten days, the Song army has been without water for ten days. The soldiers are extremely thirsty. However, the situation has become worse and worse.

The Song army was exhausted and their defeat was revealed.

Many ships have been completely shattered.

On top of a huge sea ship.

Swaying endlessly, the firelight has covered this place.

The eight-year-old emperor Zhao Bing, Lu Xiufu, and important ministers have all arrived here.

".||Your Majesty, since I have been in school for three years, I should have learned it. Confucius said Chengren and Mencius said Qiyi."

"Although your Majesty is young, you are still the emperor... Although I cannot bear to mention it! But I still ask your Majesty to wake up."

Lu Xiufu's voice was filled with desolation, and he looked at the emperor in front of him. He couldn't help but feel sorry for him. This child should not have to bear this moment, but it still came.

And then he will lead this person to the end of his life.

"I have learned to sacrifice one's life for charity, to sacrifice one's life for righteousness, Mr. Lu, are we about to be defeated?"

"Whatever needs to be done, I will listen to Mr. Lu."

The eight-year-old emperor's voice still sounded like milk. At this moment, he was neither crying nor fussing. He seemed to have been prepared for it. He was so mature that everyone felt a sense of desolation and sadness.

"Please, your majesty, pick up the jade seal. I am carrying your majesty on my back. Your majesty remembers to wrap your arms around my shoulders and hold on tightly."

Whispering words, Lu Xiufu slowly carried the little emperor on his back. A eunuch who had been prepared came forward and tied the little emperor and Lu Xiufu tightly with silk cloth.

In the little emperor's hand was the heavy jade seal passed down from the country, but he didn't know whether it was true or false.

"The land of Shenzhou is sinking, the northern barbarians are entering (good for Li), China, we are wrong!"

A murmuring voice arose.

Along with the sound of popping, huge water splashes rose, and the night was completely dark at this moment.

On this day, people kept jumping into the sea on the building boats.

There are eunuchs, ministers, and princes.

There are gentry.

There is a direct lineage from Confucius.

There are Taoist people.

The battle at sea left them no longer able to resist.

The end of the self becomes the final end.

On this day, one hundred thousand soldiers and civilians threw themselves into the sea.

Also on this day.

In the Valley of the Divine Eagles.

The sword tree that was growing gradually at that moment began to tremble rapidly, and ripples spread. As the sword energy spread, the entire Divine Eagle Valley was being stirred.

In one of the scenes, there is Dugu Qiufei and Yang Guo.

In the end, all the artistic conceptions turned into one figure.

A figure of a young man wearing Taoist robes and holding a tree branch.

The light sword light rises,

The next moment, on the sword tree, branches fell off one by one, and finally turned into a straight existence, tearing apart the space in an instant, rising up in an instant, and heading towards the sky.

"China should not die!"

Youyou's voice seemed to resound throughout the world at this moment.

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