Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 72 72. Pursuing the Remnant Enemy

Yan Ling has been in the imperial capital for seven full years. She was trained as a little demon girl. The name of the demon girl is not a demon girl, but a saint. These saints need special physique, beautiful appearance, and can be cultivated. Practice magic teaching special exercises.

Seven years ago, she was only eleven or twelve years old. She appeared in Fireworks and Willow Alley in the Imperial Capital. She was unfamiliar with everything and full of curiosity. She could not breathe depressed in the past, and depressively, she wanted to become a demon, she thought Fleeing, so she became an undercover agent to the magic sect, and then came to the prosperous and prosperous city, learning piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and secretly mastering the foundation of the magic way.

But she was not the best saint, nor was she the worst. She was not up to the bottom, she had never been in the limelight, and she would not be entrusted with important tasks. She was just an ordinary little demon girl.

The story after that is very clichéd,

The righteous girl of the undercover Demon Sect met the prince who concealed his identity on the streets of the imperial capital.

I have forgotten how the encounter happened.

Maybe it was a heavy summer rain, and the two went to hide from the rain.

Maybe the street saw a bunch of candied haws at the same time and reached for it.

Maybe it was because she was injured and hunted down while performing the mission of the Demon Cult, and he happened to hide her.

In short, it is acquaintance.

The demon girl and the prince are both young and weak. They are both depressed and have no friends. Once they came and went, they became familiar with each other. They knew each other for three years. Three years later, the two of them rolled on the bed and they were framed. , This is the beginning of the story.

Yan Ling's thoughts turned back.

She thought about the deceased now, that the royal family is indeed a dragon and phoenix. He hasn't seen him for three years. In three years, he has turned from an ordinary handsome boy to a legend in the capital of the emperor and even the legend of the North-Shenwu Prince.

How can life be like the first time I saw it, after three years, the king is no longer a king, three years ago, she could still give a few words and care about a few words like a sister, but after three years, everything is like this. The deep winter is cold, just like the vicissitudes of the world and the white horses passing through the gaps. Is my heart changeable, or is it never intersection, everything is dreamy and bubble, like dew is like electricity?

"He is Prince Shenwu."

Some disciples remembered it and said with a certain tone.

Yan Ling said coldly: "You treat me as a bully, so are you slanderous?!"

As she spoke, the cold air from all over her escaped.

She is well versed in the truth that gets darker as she argues, so she doesn't explain it.

All the disciples became silent.

However, a female disciple suddenly said: "Yanling, you are indeed a demon girl who has been in the demon sect. The lie will come with open mouth, and you will not scribble. When he played against General Nangong, Zhao Daxia and I were far away. I've seen it, but I couldn't remember it, but now it is becoming clearer that he is the Shenwu Prince."

Yan Ling snorted coldly, but didn't answer again.

The female disciple mocked: "Prince Shenwu has inherited the Leiyin Temple, but he is cruel and rebellious. The Northland knows that he appears here. What will he do? Sister Yan, you must have a lover to protect yourself. Limit?"

Yan Ling sighed softly, "If he is really the prince of Shenwu and crushes us to death, just like crushing an ant, how can I protect him?"

When she said this, some disciples were reluctant, "Sister Yan, I heard that the Shenwu prince only acquired the ancient heritage of Leiyin Temple for the first time. He can deal with the 30,000 army of General Nangong, most of which are the merits of magical weapons. And if the magic weapon is used up, his hole cards are gone, and his strength will be much weaker. Is he such a person who completely relies on inheritance? How can we say that we are ants to him?"

"Yes, the son of the Excalibur in Qingya Villa is the real arrogant god. In my heart, the son of the Excalibur is much better than the prince who relies on empowerment."

The disciples began to argue.

Lu Feng, the leader of Qingya Mountain Villa, listened quietly, thinking about the cause and effect, thinking about some details. After all, he was an old world. His expression moved a few times and suddenly said: "Take off your coat, put on new clothes, immediately Go back to the entrance of Mount Xumi, this chance is out of reach!"

Da da da

Slight footsteps sounded between the mountains and forests.

Two figures, one in front and one in the back, were walking along the winding mountain road paved in the morning light extremely fast.

The one in front was Xia Ji, and a little behind was a glamorous nun, dressed in a white monk's clothing, with her long hair wrapped in a hood, but the two white fox tails were straightened in the wind.

Even in a state of high-speed movement, this person and a fox can still speak calmly and calmly, without anger and blood. If divided from strength, Huixin has already reached the state of law, and it is the two-tailed state of the fox demon family. Not weak.

Huixin said: "Although Mount Xumi has many exits, unless it goes far, there are only two nearby exits.

The first one in the north has been sealed by the tiger clan,

The second is at the foot of the Leiyin Temple, where there are many warriors from the rivers and lakes confronting the monks in the temple.

Once those people learn that His Royal Highness is in alliance with us, then based on the personalities of these people, they will surely distort the facts and reverse black and white, which is very detrimental to His Highness.

Therefore, we must rush to the mountain pass ahead of time, expel those people, and seal the crossing to prevent the warriors in this mountain from escaping.

It takes five days from here to the entrance. Your Royal Highness and I hurried over. Although it is fast, there is no guarantee that it will be foolproof.

But there is still a hidden Northland Eagle Clan to the east, at the speed of your Highness and me, you can reach it in only half a day.

We are sitting on the Eagle Demon and heading west from the Sky Road, we can cross these undulating mountains and reach the entrance of Mount Xumi in less than a day. This is safe. "

There was still some time from here to the Eagle Clan, and Xia Ji waved behind him.

Huixin flickered a few times, and then followed Xia Ji's side, paralleling him.

Xia Ji asked, "Huixin, I want to ask you something."

The beautiful nun hurriedly said, "Your Highness, you are not welcome. Although I call you Your Highness, I am actually a disciple. Please speak directly."

"In this world, strength, power, which is strong and weak?"

Huixin thought about it, and immediately understood what this person was asking.

He asked about the power system of this world.

The question is about the power layout of this world.

No matter how your Highness possesses great wisdom, after all, he has never lived like himself for more than five hundred years.

The glamorous nun sorted out her thoughts and spoke.

"It is said that in the Medieval era thousands of years ago, the division of power was very simple.

The first level to the fourth level are the four levels of acquired forging body.

It’s not a matter of hitting the bone membrane of the tendons, warming the acupoint meridian, opening the stone, and pulling the strong bow.

But these four realms are mainly to prepare for innate;

Then from the fifth to the eighth, it is the fourth level of innate qi training.

At this time, the orifice generates true qi, flows through the meridians, and is connected consistently.

Flying flowers and picking leaves can also hurt people, and every grass and tree can be a soldier;

Returning to the gods is the ninth realm, and also the highest realm. At this time, the true energy is already blooming, and the soul is stabilized, and the understanding of "meaning" has become the pursuit of many powerful people. "

Xia Ji listened quietly, Huixin really knew more than a human general who had only lived for decades.

The beautiful nun paused and continued talking.

"But when the ancient times reached 500 years, the first great change of power came.

Xuan Gong was born,

Changed everything,

Ordinary martial arts training to the ninth level is still the theory of vigor, that is, the ninth realm returns to the ultimate goal to reach perfection, but at most only some ethereal shadows can be condensed.

However, the ninth level of profound arts can condense the Fa-phase. Fa-phase is as real as it is not comparable to phantoms. The power of Fa-phase promotion is even more powerful.

Therefore, there are two major levels that can condense the law and those that cannot condense.

In the more than one hundred years after that, the major forces competed for profound arts, but after that, it was much smoother.

According to the division of the Middle Ages, the law is quite the tenth state.

This realm requires even more effort than one to nine realms, and besides, it needs enough energy to push the profound arts to reach the ninth level.

The profound art itself is also very rare. "

(End of this chapter)