Marquis of Grand Xia

The Great Summer Palace, in front of the Tianyu Temple, has thousand stone steps leading to Tianting, the highest point of the imperial power on earth, overlooking the entire imperial city.

Under the thousand stone steps, the figure of Su Yi stepped forward, step by step, towards the end of the stone steps.

Not long ago, in front of Tianyu Temple, a fatalist appeared, with white hair flying, and dazzling abnormality.

In the Temple of Heaven, Xia Chi saw the coming person, his body shook, and his expression was hard to keep calm.

"Master."

The long-separated title, Xia Chi's eyes burst into tears, the majesty of the emperor, this moment, no longer exists.

When I was young, the deepest memory was Master's thin but tall figure, who held up the sky of Daxia alone.

"Have you only seen your master?"

Outside the hall, Lime walked and smiled.

"Aunt Qing."

The smile on Xia Chi's face grew brighter and he could hardly hide his excitement.

Seeing Xia Chi, who was already in front of her, flashed emotions on Lime's face, and time passed too quickly.

Xia Xiazhi, who was chased by the yard in the past, has now become the great Xia emperor from all directions.

"It's a knight!"

Daxia Zhiminghou returned, secret reports like Hong Tao quickly spread throughout the imperial city, except for the civilian population, almost all the top forces knew the news.

Shocked, shocked, all forces are silent, Daxia Zhiminghou, the name is too much pressure, even more than the Daxia Emperor.

This is a myth that is truly alive. At that time, he used his own power to save Daxia from the fire and water, and his history is immortal.

"Since the news has come, we can't assume that we don't know, go to the palace."

From one side of the forces, a dignified voice came out, and the commander returned, and for them, it may be an opportunity to fly yellow.

The summer temple, the emperor and the emperor ’s masters reminiscent of the old, outside the hall, under the thousand-story stone steps, the big Xia courtiers arrived one after another, kneeling down in front of the hall, waiting for the emperor and the emperor ’s summon.

"Master, see you?"

In front of the temple, there were repeated announcements, Xia Chi looked at the man in front of him and asked.

"Since it's all here, see you." Ning Chen smiled.

The people of the world are making profits. No one can make an exception. Even the sages can't be vulgar. These courtiers are the pillars of Da Xia.

Xia Chi nodded, looking at the imperial palace not far away, and said, "Xuan Qunchen entered the palace!"

The emperor ordered that, not long after, outside the temple, the sharp voice of the waiter in the imperial palace sounded, spreading in the ears of every courtier.

The courtier Xie, stood up and walked towards the upper Temple of Heaven.

In the temple, all the ministers were neatly arranged in two teams and walked in one after another. After standing at the position, they bowed and respectfully saluted.

The hundred ministers saw that the most distinguished princes and princes of the Daxia dynasty had all come to see the style of the Daxia Zhiminghouhou.

"Come on."

In front of the Dragon Chair, Xia Chi spoke calmly.

"Your Majesty!"

Baichen thanked and got up one after another.

In the middle of the main hall, the two figures stood still, the man on the left, with white hair in plain clothes, was strikingly abnormal.

Baichen's eyes flashed across the white-haired young man in the temple, and his heart was full of waves.

Is indeed a martyr, almost exactly like the statue in the palace.

This famous Wuhou finally returned.

"Let's watch if you want to, don't be sneaky."

Ningchen felt the curious and cautious gaze of the ministers and smiled.

In front of the Dragon Chair, Xia Chi also said, "This is my mentor, and also the fortune teller you always wanted to see. Today, you don't have to be restrained. If you have anything to say, just ask."

The Emperor Xia made a speech. Below, the ministers relaxed a little, and looked up at the imperial prince in the temple. The curiosity in his eyes was hard to hide.

"I heard that Hou Ye was the No. 1 master of China 100 years ago, and I don't know what the state of Hou Ye's martial arts is now?" A newly sealed Wu Hou opened his mouth and looked respectfully.

"The fourth realm, the peak of the realm of the king." Ning Chen smiled.

The ministers heard the words and were in an uproar. It was said that even the strongest warrior in the Five Territories had just broken through the King Realm, and the Zhiminghou had reached the peak of the King Realm.

Ning Chen, Liming chuckled, martial arts started too late in the realm, and most of the masters who sent the first battle of the gods also followed away. This guy's cultivation behavior can also scare people in Shenzhou.

Fortunately, the war between the two borders did not spread to the realm. Otherwise, with the force of the martial arts in the realm, the entire five domains would be destroyed.

"Hou Ye, how can we go to the fourth realm?" Wuhou asked again, saying.

"Master a law of heaven and earth."

Ningchen said patiently, "This rule will be the foundation of your standing in martial arts. If you can't really grasp it, I suggest that you don't step into the fourth realm. Otherwise, the foundation will be unstable, and you will be unable to walk in the future."

In the hall, all the great Xia military generals heard that all were quieted down, especially the three contemporary martial princes.

They have been trapped in the third realm for a long time, but they have never found a way to break through the fourth realm. I did not expect the reason here.

"Bai Ye you practice kendo, just focus on the sword, you don't need to be distracted to comprehend the laws of other worlds, and you will be able to enter the fourth realm as soon as you succeed," Ning Chen reminded.

"Master's teaching, disciple to remember." Among the two martial princes, Bai Ye responded respectfully.

"Kong Yu, you first followed me. At the beginning, because of the war in Daxia, the foundation of martial arts was not laid well. Now, the cultivation base has been surpassed by these younger generations, and I have regrets in my heart." Ning Chen looked at the man in front of Bai Ye and said righteously.

Kong Yu was silent. After a while, he said, "Although I am not willing, I never regret it."

Ning Chen nodded and said, "Today, I will pay back the time you owe you."

The voice fell, Ning Chen's body rose with silver, the book of heaven was unrolled, and the sky and snow were spreading from all directions in the direction of the Temple of Heaven.

Shocked Wang Wei, shocked Kyushu, the Great Summer Palace, thousands of people looked at the sky with falling snow, and their faces showed a strange color.

It was still sunny, why did it suddenly snow?

In the Temple of Heaven's Order, under the shocked eyes of the courtiers, Ning Chen shot, the spirits of heaven and earth gathered madly, and they continued to sink into Kong Yu's body.

Tianshu quenched body, added severe pain, hummed in Kong Yu's mouth, the skin around the body cracked, and blood overflowed little by little.

"Guard the mind."

Ning Chen said quietly, and the strength was raised by 30%, helping Kong Yu to quench the foundation with all his strength.

One quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour ... As time passed, the wind and snow gradually stopped around the Temple of Heaven, and the calm was restored.

In the Temple of Heaven, Ning Chen closed his hand, a faint flash of light flashed across his face, and said, "Okay."

Kong Yu opened his eyes and felt the power in his body, excited in his eyes, and immediately knelt to salute, "Hou Ye Daen, the subordinates have no teeth to forget."

Ning Chen waved his hand to stop the former from kneeling and whispered, "I told you that you are now Wuhou and can't easily bend your knees to others."

Kong Yu heard the words, and his body was shocked. After a while, he straightened up and bowed with a bow, saying, "Kong Yu remembers Hou Ye's teachings."

In the main hall, the ministers looked at this scene, and their eyes were complicated and abnormal.

The martial arts prince of Da Xia, regardless of his status or status, is too high. The reason is that this confidant.

It can be said that the emergence of Zhiminghou has raised Da Xia Wuhou, who was originally in high weight, to a higher level.

"What are you worried about?"

Ning Chen looked away, looked at the group of officials, calmly said, "Is afraid they are too powerful, become a minister of power?"

When the officials heard the words, their expressions were all startled, and they immediately lowered their heads, daring not to look directly at the fate of their fate.

What do they think, how does Ji Minghou know?

In front of the Dragon Chair, Xia Chi sighed in his heart. In front of Master, the ambition of these courtiers was still not enough to watch.

"Yes!"

Among the group of ministers, an old minister with gray hair and mustaches gritted his teeth, and said with a deep voice, "Hou Ye, I have too much power in Wuhou.

"Do you think so too?"

Ningchen looked at the group of ministers behind the old minister and said.

The ministers were silent and dared not respond.

"Will you react?"

Ning Chen's eyes moved to look at the three martial princes who guarded the dynasty and calmly said.

"Dare not."

Kong Yu and Bai Ye changed their looks and responded.

"Two hundred years ago, a rebellious martial arts warrior appeared in Daxia. A hundred years ago, a warrior who wanted to rebel appeared again in Daxia."

Ning Chen said lightly, "I mean, do you understand?"

The three looked at each other and saluted at the same time, "I'm willing to let go."

Ning Chen nodded and said calmly, "Power easily corrodes people's hearts. The glory of Da Xia Wuhou is exchanged for blood and war power, not for power, understand?"

"I await the teachings." The three responded respectfully.

Wuhou cut power, and all the officials in Daxia watched this scene, and their eyes were full of surprise.

As a martial prince, Zhiming Hou personally cut the power of the martial prince in person. It was unbelievable.

"Old Minister Ji Rong thanked Hou Yeyi ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ In front of all the ministers, the white-haired and white-haired old minister gave a trembling salute and was excited.

"Surname Ji, are you a descendant of the Master?"

Ning Chen's eyes flashed different colors, asked.

"Yes."

Senior White Beard respectfully said.

Ning Chen went up and helped the former with his own hands. He said, "The Master was kind to me. I saw my descendants here today, and I feel at ease."

After a short episode, the group of officials gradually became reassured. From time to time, courtiers came out and asked about matters of size.

Ning Chen was not in a hurry, and answered the questions of the group officials patiently.

Outside the palace, the setting sun went down, and the day passed gradually. Inside the hall, the officials left reluctantly, and for many years they were officials, and for the first time felt that the Tianyu Hall, which was constantly fighting and secretly fighting, was so memorable.

"These courtiers have not been so open for years."

The group of ministers left, and Xia Chi walked down from the dragon chair and said.

"Because there is no conflict of interest between me and them now, they dare to ask for peace of mind." Ning Chen smiled.

"Master still sees people's hearts so thoroughly." Xia Chi smiled.

"Okay, don't need to pat anymore, ask you something, is the emperor of the Northern Mongolian court still the moon?" Ning Chen asked.

"No."

Xia Chi heard the words and shook his head. "As early as twenty years ago, the moon had given up the throne of Northern Mongolia, and then he disappeared."