Devouring Martial Dao: Start by becoming a false prince

In the morning, Xia Yan woke up.

In a dream, he had gone to the palace with Xiaoqing and the queen, saw the dragon slaying gun, and also knew the secret in the royal bloodline, and at the same time owed five letters.

Breakfast was handed over by Bai Suli, and things such as “changing clothes” that should have been done by the palace maids were also done by Grandmaster Bai.

In the copper mirror, Bai Suli combed Xia Yan’s hair, carefully pinned the wooden robe, and then began to put on a dragon robe for him…

“I’ve seen Xiaoqing…”

Xia Yandao.

“Hmm… Did His Highness get the answer he wanted? ”

Bai Suli stood behind Xia Yan, Xia Yan’s hands were flat, Bai Suli wrapped her hands around his waist, and tied the jade belt in front of him, like a little lady serving Xianggong.

“Got it, though not all, but I already know what’s going on.

In the Gray River, a substance called Creation Dust can arbitrarily assemble the flesh and blood of living things and keep these organs alive.

It’s just that the dust of creation in the gray river is polluted, and the monsters of any composition in it go crazy, that is, those tricks in the wild.

And in the body of our royal family, there is even this kind of creation dust, but it is pure, and the number in the body of each generation of royal people is not the same, if the number can reach a certain level, you can pull out the dragon slaying gun.

It is precisely because of this substance that can assemble the flesh and blood of living beings that the Ancestor Emperor can install the dragon heart unharmed, and the Great Yanwu Emperor can also cover the dragon scales. ”

“Hmm…”

Bai Suli replied gently, the belt she tied for Xia Yan had already been tied, her hands suddenly hugged the emperor in front of her, and her cheeks were pressed against his majestic back crest, “That… The short life of the royal family is due to the presence of this creation dust in the body.

Creation Dust allows the royal family to choose to fuse a powerful organ autonomously, thus having endless possibilities.

But correspondingly, it also made it impossible for the royal family to break through the Great Master…

Your Majesty, you… It won’t be affected, right? ”

Bai Suli’s voice was full of worry.

“I’m already a Grand Master of the Second Martial Dao Realm…”

“But I’m still worried.”

“Then I’ll hurry up and break through the three realms.”

“Huh?? Well??? ”

Suddenly… Bai Suli reluctantly retracted her hand like an electric shock, and bounced out like an electric shock.

Not because of Xia Yan’s words, but because of the sound of footsteps outside the door, and… Dream General’s voice.

“Grandmaster Bai~~ I have returned from morning exercise, can I start today’s meal?”

General Meng turned his head and saw Xia Yan, her eyes darkened, today’s emperor still looks like a weak scholar…

“Last General, I have seen the emperor!”

General Dream is full of vitality and spirit, and his eyes are shining with brilliance full of power.

Xia Yan said, “Grandmaster Bai, distribute breakfast.” ”

“Yes, Your Majesty!”

Bai Suli answered, and then turned away.

General Dream was happily waiting for today’s breakfast, she felt that her cultivation was almost the same these days, and after a while, she should be able to try to lead troops to kill the enemy.

Xia Yan stood in front of the house, and he thought about the dragon slaying gun in his mind.

That gun, like an old wooden pole sharpened on the top of the pole, inserted in a stone, could not see the majesty of the word “dragon slayer”.

Come to think of it, that gun… It’s like a corner removed from some big bookshelf, big closet, big cabinet…

And the dust of creation made him think of Nuwa inexplicably…

Dirt is dirt.

The soil that can create things, isn’t that the mud that Nuwa uses to create people?

Since even people can be built, then… Wouldn’t it be reasonable to “install” organs at will?

Suddenly, a thought that shocked Xia Yan himself rushed into his mind:

——If on the blue star, the monsters of the ancient mythology of the East described in the “Classic of Mountains and Seas” are real, then is their origin also this “creation dust”? ——

In other words, the “creation dust” created the ancient beasts of Blue Star, created the origin of human beings, and created the current gray river gray fog, creating these mysterious things crawling in the fog and rivers.

And “Death” implicitly implies that the world is not otherworldly at all, but an extension of the history of Blue Star.

An increasingly large and incredible worldview unfolded before his eyes.

Xia Yan turned out the “Zhongtiantian Lilu” again, and the book woke up in his hand.

Rushing~~

The pages of the book are turned and the sun is shining, revealing a line of words:

Ji Meng, whose person is the head of the dragon, will be stormy when entering and leaving.

“Isn’t this the Dragon King who manages the rainy waters of the world?”

Xia Yan muttered in his heart…

Myth, reality, crossing, and otherworldliness merged together in an instant, and became more and more mysterious and unknown.

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…

The golden sky light fell everywhere, and after a while, Mrs. Li came from the imperial boat, and yesterday he was resting, so he came today.

She carefully held a jade box and placed it in front of Xia Yan, saying, “Your Majesty, in this box is my family’s [Rumengling]. ”

This is her top script, and it is also the origin of her dream character, as long as she understands, she can see a certain scene in the past.

Xia Yan opened the box, took [Like a Dream], opened it, but saw that it was a small word, its words lingered, like a dream, flowing like Mrs. Li himself hiding under the flower tree, with an eccentric smile.

“My family [Rumengling] likes to bask in the sun every afternoon, not much, just half an hour…

My family [Dream Order] hates water, please don’t be by the lake when Your Majesty is watching…

My family likes fresh air or incense, Your Majesty… It should be fine. ”

Mrs. Li explained one by one.

Xia Yan looked at Mrs. Li like this, a little strange…

Although Mrs. Li is not an old man, he is not young, right? If it is according to his age, he should be called Aunt Li, right?

But this old aunt is actually like a naughty girl, so chattering after lending her beloved…

He let Mrs. Li say this, and then said, “I only look at it on the desk in the main house, only at noon, and when I see it, I will burn incense.” ”

Only then did Mrs. Li take the [Rumengling] back, put it in the jade box, closed it, and rubbed it on his face, saying, “In the past few days, you have followed Your Majesty… Your Majesty is a student of your mother, and he is very talented and will not insult you. ”

Xia Yan:…

There is only one voice in his heart: What kind of “nerd” is Meng Yuanqing? The real “nerd” is the one in front of you, right?!

“Don’t worry, in a few days, my mother will come to pick you up.” You have to get along well with Your Majesty and let Your Majesty understand it as soon as possible…”

After Mrs. Li finished rubbing, he solemnly handed the box to Xia Yan and said, “My family [Rumengling] has His Majesty Lao.” ”

Xia Yan thought for a moment and asked, “Is my family’s [Xia Kepost] doing well in the academy?” ”

Mrs. Li was stunned and said, “Your Majesty, that’s a post, what’s so good?” And you have already given it to the academy, it is not your family’s. ”

Xia Yan:…

Mrs. Li said, “However, the old sacrificial wine was very excited to see it, and he praised His Majesty’s amazing talent, just like me back then.” ”

Xia Yan:???

Mrs. Li said, “Your Majesty’s [Xia Keti] has become a compulsory subject for rune students along with my [Fengpeng Post].

In the future, every student will bring a lot of [Xia Ke Post] with him when he goes out… Hum! In the future, who will dare to bully the scholar without the power of a chicken?

After that, Your Majesty will also be like me, and the achievement of the Great Master of Wendao is just around the corner. ”

Xia Yan suddenly said, “Teacher, you know my royal bloodline, right?” ”

Mrs. Li was stunned, looked at Xia Yan with big eyes, fell silent, and said squarely: “But… The teacher does not believe in fate, but in you. ”

After that, she added: “When I first wrote poetry and wrote a few famous poems, many people in the world laughed at me, saying that what I wrote was just purdah and could not be elegant.

Wei Shi wrote a [Word Theory], commenting on the so-called poetry in the world at that time, pointing out the problems in their poetry, scolding this for not paying attention to the rhythm of music, scolding the vulgarity of the word, saying that this filling in the word is not good, and blaming the vulgar intention…

The whole world was moved by this and called me a witch, but so what?

They laughed at me and thought I couldn’t do it, so I called back…

Whoever feels that His Majesty cannot break through, and feels that His Majesty must be the same as the predecessors, then His Majesty will use reality to hit them hard in the face and tell them that you are wrong.

Yanque Yan knows the aspiration of the honghu, and how can the horse know the heart of the qiji?

I believe in Your Majesty, not in rumors, in fate. ”

Xia Yan said, “The Empress Dowager believes.” ”

Mrs. Li said, “Oh…”

Just when Xia Yan thought that Mrs. Li was already exhausted, she said again: “Didn’t anyone believe that His Highness could once comprehend the Dao and break into the Wen Dao Heavenly Order?”

His Highness can break through the Wen Dao Heavenly Step, then he can definitely break the Great Master…”

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In the afternoon, Mrs. Li taught Xia Yan how to write the word “dream” hand-in-hand… He left in the evening.

Xia Yan held the [Ice God Post] and looked at [Like a Dream].

After all, he is not a real genius of literature like Mrs. Li, and he has written the word “dream” many times, but he has not succeeded.

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Night.

The moon is dark and windy.

In the middle of the night, Xia Yan was about to go out, when he suddenly heard a roaring sound in the distance.

The sound was only a little at first, and then it exploded directly, accompanied by light flames and various mixed noises, rushing from afar.

He quickly got up and came to the door, Bai Suli floated to his side, and General Meng rushed in front of him with a long spear in his armor.

Both women came to escort…

The three looked into the distance.

In the distance, the black sky was burned red by the flames, dazzling.

This is the fire in the royal palace.

The angry smoke, accompanied by the hot red flame, is like a demon snake licking the heavens…

Soon…

Rumble!!

A deafening bang.

In the distance, a palace was blown off and fell into the air as a ball of fire.

The screams of palace maidens, eunuchs, and guards were mixed in.

On the shore of the lake outside the Qilin Pavilion, Zhang Yibao was letting the forbidden army line up and put on a defensive posture.

Seeing that the big fire ball was about to land, a blue shadow suddenly flew up, raised the gun and poked, penetrated the fire ball, and then threw it towards an open space.

Peng!

The loud sound rumbled, and the blue shadow fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of killing came.

“It’s not like an assassin, it’s like an army clash.”

The Dream Master squinted into the distance.

Bai Suli said, “It seems that Bei Mang’s army finally couldn’t hold back, and they began to use the gray river boat to enter the palace… However, it was General Qingyi’s move, and it should be fine. ”

Of course, there is no problem, there is a hidden dragon and crouching tiger in the palace, but not only General Qingyi, but also the queen, how can something happen?

This battle is not so much a surprise as a letter of war.

This war book is telling everyone that the war has begun.

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The next morning, the dust settled.

At Xia Yan’s request, Dream Master Yu left the Qilin Pavilion with this weak scribe emperor, and then came to yesterday’s battlefield among the forbidden army guards.

He was not really imprisoned, let alone just patrolling the palace, and no one would refuse him.

At this point…

The brutality of last night’s battle is vividly remembered, and many corpses of the forbidden army are lying on the ground, dead… It’s unimaginable.

Some were burned into black charcoal by the fire, and the whole person’s painfully curled body can still be seen; Some were torn in half by some huge force; Some of them are concave in the armor and directly embedded in the abdomen, and the internal organs in it have long been cooked…

Dream Master Yu frowned, scanning it all.

Most of the eyes of the accompanying forbidden army showed anger and sadness, and these people who died in battle were their brothers.

Suddenly, Xia Yan paused.

He stopped, and so did everyone.

Xia Yan performed a “rest salute” on these corpses, which is a kind of etiquette for Da Yan to treat soldiers killed in battle, telling in silence, blessing, and at the same time vowing revenge, so that the other party can close his eyes and rest in peace under the Nine Springs.

The crowd fell silent together.

The atmosphere was solemn, exuding a post-war desolation.

But this is the royal palace!

How did the enemy appear here on a large scale?

And last night General Qingyi also dispatched, how could so many people die?

The forbidden army was a little puzzled, they did not know about the Grey River and the ferry.

“Your Majesty, are you all right?”

Dream Master Yu cared a lot more about Xia Yan at this time than in the Qilin Pavilion, because here… She is a general who needs to protect His Highness.

“It’s okay, let’s go ahead and look at the corpses of the enemy.”

Xia Yan had a sense of foreboding in his heart.

Surrounded by the forbidden army, he turned around and soon came to a clearing.

A palace behind the clearing has been completely blown away, and smoke is still rising from the scene, while corpses lie on the ground.

Everyone couldn’t help but show surprise, and there couldn’t help but be a slight uproar in the forbidden army.

If the corpses of these enemies were normal corpses, they would not have gaffed so in front of the emperor.

But…… These corpses do not look like people at all.

They are huge, about three meters tall, with red sharp horns…

If it’s just that, it’s just a shock, not a gaffe.

The weird thing is that those red sharp horns don’t grow on the head, but… Random distribution.

Some people have horns on their stomachs, some have horns on their eyes, some have one horn, and some have five or six horns, and this scene is not only terrible, but also disgusting.

Xia Yantong shrank slightly, because he also saw a lot of rusty nails on the ground…

These nails, called “iron soul piles”, he had seen several times.

It seemed to be an object of the Lingshan Clan’s sealing power.

Soon, a general of the forbidden army came and respectfully reported to Xia Yan about last night’s situation.

“These monsters suddenly appeared in the deep palace last night, running and crashing like crazy, their whole body is full of fire, their strength is infinite, they are not afraid of death, this palace is what they set off…

And the fire on their bodies is not like ordinary flames, and after being stained, it is extremely difficult to extinguish…

The subordinates were poorly defended, disturbed His Majesty, and asked His Majesty to punish. ”

“I don’t blame you for this, the bereavement is arranged, if you have any difficulties, you can find it outside the Qilin Pavilion…”

Xia Yan spoke.

“Thank you, Your Majesty.”

The general thanked him.

Xia Yan silently looked at the corpses of those monsters, looked at those horns…

The foreboding feeling in his heart was confirmed.

The gray mist seems to have originated in the north, and the Bei Mang alien race has resisted for a long time, and has also found some ways to use the gray mist, and these “fire horn people” are proof of this.

A thousand years ago, Emperor Zu pressed the dragon heart into his chest, thus killing the four sides;

Hundreds of years ago, Emperor Wu was covered in dragon scales and was invincible;

And now… It was Bei Mang’s turn to stuff these terrible monster organs into himself.

Of course, they can’t control it, but… They don’t need control.

It is enough for them to “stitch up the organs” without limit, and then maintain their sanity briefly through the “iron soul pile”, and then send it to the hinterland of Yujing City through the “ferry” to carry out a suicide raid…

The Great War has begun, and in an unprecedented way…

Yujing City, it’s dangerous….