I Breakthrough Again

When the bell sounded in the distance, changes occurred in Xianyang City.

A hanging bamboo slip was immediately raised in the Xiangguo Mansion, which stretched out to three thousand feet long. It was transformed by Magic power, and there were thousands of writings on it, sparkling with brilliance.

The handwriting on the bamboo slips is exactly what Lu Buwei wrote about the Spring and Autumn Period of Lu's family, with tens of thousands of words.

Condensing Lu Buwei's many years of hard work, it also symbolizes the highest achievement of the miscellaneous family.

At this time, the bamboo slips were lifted into the sky, but Zhao Huaizhong encountered interference.

He celebrated the Spring and Autumn Period of Lu's family, read aloud, and also promoted enlightenment, which is of great benefit to Sage's practice.

His voice matched Zhao Huaizhong's, and immediately suppressed the bell from the east.

However, outside of Daqin, in the extreme west direction, there was another sharp cry, like a strange creature, like a rooster announcing the morning, but more sharp and fierce, piercing.

This voice was also sent to Daqin from afar, and the high and low tones of the bell, in coordination with each other, once again disrupted and interfered with the preaching and teaching of Sage's voice.

But after that, another mansion in Xianyang raised another battle.

That Zhange lifted into the sky, transformed into a phantom, almost penetrated the world, made a sound of metal trembling, punishing evil and breaking delusion, and resisting the cry from the west.

This is Wang Jian's sacrifice of his portable weapon, the release of the art of killing and killing by the army, and he is also vocalizing to assist Zhao Huaizhong.

Later, in the direction of Xuangu Academy, a small tripod also rose, rotating and zooming in.

Dingzhongtou reflects the vision, a middle-aged man with immortal aura and noble temperament sitting in the void. He is also preaching and teaching the way of farming, and it also matches with Zhao Huaizhong’s voice. , Suppressing voices from the West.

"Shennongding."

The great Qin sages worked together and successfully suppressed the sharp cry from the West.

However, after a few breaths, a billowing green gas suddenly appeared in the western sky, covering the sky and the sun.

A strange bird with colorful wings appeared in the green air, and then a huge black crow appeared, and an emerald green evil dragon appeared from the sky, roaring in the direction of Da Qin.

These three monsters appeared, competing with the voices of Zhao Huaizhong, Mu Yangjing and others, one after another.

These changes are all condensed by the magic power weather, and can only be seen by people who practice and observe Qi, but ordinary people are not aware of it.

They could only hear Zhao Huaizhong's voice, sometimes Shu Lang and loud, sometimes low and weak.

When disturbed, the sound is almost interrupted, and when it has the upper hand, it is clear and thought-provoking.

At the moment when Monster Qi in the West rushed into the sky, in the Great Qin Palace, a thousand rays of light suddenly appeared, shining on the world.

The light broke through the clouds, like a round of the sun, unstoppable.

The seal of the Great Qin Town broke through the air ascending and turned into a giant mountain. The light released contained the power of national destiny, and the mountains and rivers of Da Qin appeared.

Vigorous and unmatched, suppressing all directions.

Suddenly, the Western Monster Qi fell and was completely suppressed.

And the bells ringing in the east became low and weak, and eventually became inaudible.

puff!

Zhao Guo, Pingyuan Jun, Zhao Sheng's mouth was red, with blood pouring out, and his figure fell from the air.

"Such interference has not prevented Chu Chu from being promoted and achieving Xiantian Sage..." Zhao Sheng's face was uncertain.

Xianyang.

The light of the Zhen Guoqi converged, and did not fall back to the main hall of the palace, but broke through the air by itself and came to the stone hall where Zhao Huaizhong was located.

It surrounds Zhao Huaizhong, trembling slightly, expressing intimacy as if spiritually.

And Zhao Huai sat cross-legged in the air, his eyes closed lightly, as if he was wandering in the heavens, with a solemn treasure.

In the Xianyang Palace, King Zhuang Xiang found that the various parties were fighting just now, and he was raising his neck as a crowd eating melons.

When I saw the town's national artifact lifted into the sky, it fell towards the Jongmiao Stone Hall, the direction of my son.

King Zhuang Xiang inevitably felt a little lost, and asked Zhao Ji next to him: "Do you think it's time for widows to be virtuous?"

Zhao Ji was surprised and said: "The king is at the peak of the Spring and Autumn Period. In these years, Qin's national power is prosperous under the rule of the king. Everyone says that the king is a virtuous king.

King Zhuang Xiang frowned: "The widow thinks that there are many things now, and some of them can't keep up with politics.

At present, Zhenger preaches enlightenment and enlighten the people. Ascension is my great Qin national destiny. The national device is the foundation of a country. It gives birth to induction and the choices made should be the emperor of the country. "

King Zhuang Xiang was slightly depressed, but he quickly suppressed the fluctuations in his heart, and said with a smile: "Do you really think that widows are virtuous monarchs?"

Zhao Jihe moved her eyes and pursed her lips lightly: "Of course, the king has always been the best king in the world in my heart, and also my man."

"what."

King Zhuang Xiang regained his calmness again, and happily stretched out his arm to embrace Zhao Ji, and said:

"The queen still knows the widow best. In the future... if Zhenger inherits the throne, the widow will be able to accompany the queen from time to time, which is a wonderful thing."

"It's too early to talk about this, the king don't talk about it anymore." Zhao Ji twisted in the arms of the king of Zhuang Xiang (harmony).

"Zheng'er has six months to nineteen...it's not too early." King Zhuang Xiang whispered.

At this moment, in the depths of the Xianyang Palace, Zhao Huai's voice suddenly rose up, pushing it out from a distance, and everyone in Qin could hear it.

Xuangu Academy.

Huacaoju, Mu Yangjing just took back the Shennongding.

"Xiao Jingjing, making such a big noise has attracted Western Monster Qi. Is it Chu Qin who wants to stop him from breaking through?"

An old and kind voice sounded.

Not far behind Mu Yangjing, three old men walked out of the house, an old lady, with different appearances. The common point was that there was no ups and downs between the looks, and there was a kind of calmness after wind and rain to return to calmness, and to look down on the world.

In addition, everyone has the aroma of herbs.

"Yeah." Mu Yangjing nodded, indicating that the old man was right.

"How long has he been practicing?" asked another thin old man with a panlong crutch.

"Up to now... it has just been three years." Mu Yang answered Jing.

"That's great, the ancestor Shennong was not so fast back then." The third old man said lazily.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Mu Yangjing: "Marry our Jiang Xie, Sage is unsullied, and his virtues must not be lost. If you can promise Sage, you will not insult my Shennong clan."

"It's more than insulting, Daqin gathers the luck of the world, our Shennong family has been a matter of many years ago, and we have climbed up high." The only fat old lady among the four was wearing a floral dress, speaking politely and in a voice. soft.

Mu Yangjing stretched out her hand and stroked her hair, nodded in agreement.

"How about you, do you want to marry?" another old man suddenly jumped out.

The four old men stared at Mu Yangjing with eight eyes.

"what?"

Mu Yangjing shook his hand, and the Shennongding that had just taken it back almost let go.

Although she has always been calm, her temperament is ethereal, but she has been in contact with Zhao Huaizhong a lot in the past two years, and she has been dragged down by Zhao Huaizhong from the illusory style to her glamorous and alluring style, and she has never been ethereal in front of Zhao Huaizhong.

The same is true in front of several of my elders.

Being poked into the secrets in her heart by the old people's questioning, Mu Yangjing almost fell into guard.

"What are the four clans talking about? Jiang Xi doesn't understand."

Jiang Xi is Mu Yangjing's clan name in the Shennong clan, and she is going to pretend to be confused.

"If you don't understand, don't understand. He just broke through and was interfered with. You don't hesitate to use your own essence, but you must immediately urge Shennongding to help him. You should ask your heart and think carefully about this.

Let me say, Sage Second Realm, that is Xiantian Sage, I can already see the fairy and demon.

In three years, Sage was in the second stage. Anyway, some of us think we should take him first, otherwise we will find the second one. "

"Jiang Yu is the body of fairy grass, and it is right to combine with Sage. This girl has a good fortune since she was a child."

"Go away, go home, my little Cuicui doesn't know how well she is being taken care of, has she watered it."

A few old people say a word to me, and when the spray is over, they will fog up and fly away together.

Mu Yangjing stretched out her hand to cover her eyes and looked at the sun, then turned to look at Xianyang Palace, silent.

The voice in the Xianyang Palace didn't gradually weaken until the evening, and it was finally inaudible.

Zhao Huaizhong opened his eyes in the stone hall.

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