Taiping Order

Chapter 489: Meet the son (please give me a monthly vote)

The sound of footsteps was like a hurried old man outside the Qin Palace, and it took a while for someone to open the door to welcome him. At the end of the spring of the 16th year of the Apocalypse, the weather was gradually getting hotter.

Qu Hanxiu still wears complete clothes, thick and solemn and meticulous.

He solemnly asked, "Where is Your Highness, the King of Qin?"

The visitor replied, "Your Highness went out and took off the eagle."

Qu Hanxiu's cheeks were thrusting. His Highness, the King of Qin, has been around since the beginning of the year. He has been away every now and then. He has only been more than a month since his birthday, that is, the ceremony of the crown. He is still hanging around. eagle.

Walking horse! Walking horse!

Qu Hanxiu returned angrily, quoting from many quotes, citing the wise kings and saints of ancient times. Once he did not control his desires and allowed his desires to control his brain, he would do all kinds of wrong things. Even the gentleman of the saint would do Become a shameless villain.

In the past, the founding kings of the country were indulging in **** and causing disasters; the wise and heroic world must not be ignored because of their defeat and their reputations.

The stubborn old man wrote a lot of papers and handed them over.

Then he came back angrily.

Just like the strategy of military strategy, Li Guanyi started preparing several months in advance. These people from the Ministry of Rites, famous scholars and scholars, were well-read in poetry and books, but did not know about military affairs, and were completely used to Li Guanyi's frequent absence.

Yan Daiqing sorted out this thick warning and sighed.

Use a pot of good wine as hook bait to catch Feng Xiao, one of the nine sons of the Academy, to hook.

"Anyway, you will reply to the lord."

Feng Xiao nodded repeatedly. He held the wine pot and drank a good wine, exclaiming: "Ah? It's actually a new wine brewed, hahaha, it's so wonderful, so wonderful. Good wine, so good wine!"

Yan Dai cleared his throat and said, "Everyone likes aged wine, but you can pass it. Is a pot of new wine enough?"

Feng Xiao laughed loudly: "That's a vulgar person."

"People drink wine just drink wine. I drink wine, but what I drink is the flavor of the world. Within the king's territory, there is wine brewed with new rice, which means that the people also have surplus grain this year, which can be used to make wine."

"There is such a peaceful wind and the beauty of the world that is intoxicating!"

"Good wine, good wine!"

"I wish I would never wake up again when I am drunk in this world."

Feng Xiao is now a handsome young man, not the drunken young man that day. At this moment, he is drinking with a wine pot in one hand, holding a pen in his left hand, and writing on the white paper. It is exactly the same as the handwriting of the King of Qin. .

Only the fierce aura of the great master is missing.

Drink a pot of wine and write a reply file.

Yan Daiqing went to see it, his words were well-informed and there was no need to modify a word.

Feng Xiao waved his hand and walked away lazily. Tiance Mansion was a sacrificial wine sacrificial person, but they were also talented people. Naturally, they had all kinds of preparations, which could make outsiders not notice the departure of the King of Qin within two months.

As for two months, it won't be their control.

At that time, things would be done. If they were not done, there would be no need to hide them anymore. Many things were ready. The King of Qin had already entered the game with himself. He was still as brave as a hero in the martial arts world, but he was more common than usual. The heroes of the world have much higher temperament.

Yan Daiqing, Fang Ziqiao and others handled the internal affairs.

This gentle young man looked at the geometric map and looked at the location of Xiyi City, which was specially outlined with cinnabar. Now the whole world, the most violent place on the surface, is also the whole world for everyone. What's the spotlight.

A storm node is now in a very dangerous stability.

I know that once it breaks out, it will definitely turn into a storm that swept the whole world.

But I don't know when it will break out.

Of course, it is also possible that it will not break out at all. With the cooperation and choice of the strategists from all sides, the conflict in Xiyi City is also very likely, and there will even be 98% of the possibilities, which will accompany time and interests. Exchange, cut, slowly calm down.

In the end, it became a judgment from the peaceful world in history.

In history, there are many hidden contradictions in the so-called peaceful days, which are resolved in this way.

But this time it's different.

The King of Qin needs Xiyi City to become the beginning of all changes. As the first sword to reverse the current situation, the Xiyi City Incident is the fallen sword of the emperor. As for where, the exchange of interests of all parties and negotiations with each other, as in history. The second slowed down.

That is possible, it is possible.

However, the premise is that no other variables are involved.

Yan Daiqing looked calm and looked down. He looked at him. There was no young scholar beside him with a simple face and a gentle expression.

There is no longer the purple-eyed counselor who is so energetic and arrogant that he is only proud of me in the Tiance Mansion.

Tiance Mansion, with only one stroke of pen, Wen Qingyu.

Under the command of the King of Qin, he planned to defeat the army.

These two top strategists who were extremely active during the seven years of the Tiance Mansion and the Qilin Army's conquest of the world, silently left the Tiance Mansion after the King of Qin disappeared.

Then, the changes in Xiyi City can almost be concluded.

Yan Daiqing exhaled and said, "You guys, the two strategists who are qualified to focus on the general trend are all with you. I hope you can have a good time."

I thought that someone else was going to be subjected to Wen Qingyu.

Yan Daiqing, who was as gentle as jade, couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.

He stood in the corridor, his hands wrapped in his wide sleeves, his eyes gently looking at the spring scenery of Jiangnan in the world, his mouth slightly curled up, and he whispered, "Have fun."

Immediately, my steps were light and I slowly returned to the office.

Wenhe is not in the mansion today.

Cool!

…………

Murong Qiushui sighed and said, "I left again. I have only been back for less than half a year and I have left again. It's really..."

Murong Longtu is practicing swordsmanship.

Although the old man lived in the first three years, he only lived a daily life and could not use force easily. On weekdays, he was just fishing, playing chess, playing piano, which was to cultivate one's own character and live a life that he had never had in the past.

However, after he successfully practiced the Life-Extension Gu a year ago, he never touched any piano when he came back. He just held the sword calmly. Even a great master of swordsmanship like him only practiced sword skills.

Spend freely.

Such a day is the most suitable for him.

Every day, I hold a sword and discuss martial arts, and I have time to taste tea and talk about the Tao. I never open my eyes to see the kings and princes. In the days when the world is free and easy, I am just relatives, with swords in my hands, friends in my battles, and enemies in my swords, which is very refreshing. This year is much more enjoyable than the past three years.

Hearing Murong Qiushui's gentle complaint, he just smiled: "I have his own path to go. Besides, as he said, only when the world is pacified can there be a peaceful life with a long time to accompany you."

"Be prepared for danger in times of peace."

"If you are in a stable position, even if you have more than ten or twenty years of stable life, over time, it will eventually fall into the hands of people."

Murong Qiushui supported her chin and raised her hand to pick up the chess piece.

When you are free to beat the chess piece, the spring flowers fall.

Jian Kuang Murong Longtu, stroked the long sword with his hand, pinched the tip of the sword, knocked his fingers, and listened to the sword's whisper: "That boy, but I let me stay in Jiangnan."

Jian Kuang and Xue Shen General stationed in the south of the Yangtze River.

One has the supreme fighting spirit, and the other has the means to arrange troops and explore strategies, and cooperate with the city defense. Even Jiang Su can support her a little when she comes back. It is a strategy of steady progress.

Murong Longtu raised the sword and looked at his own eyes on the sword.

Now every day is a sword that exceeds the limit of life, and every day is a calm move forward after the end of life. Therefore, he felt that there was an indescribable feeling of joy. The life of this life has ended, and the rest is left. Every day next, there are no worries.

Just wave the sword.

When Jian Kuang Tiansheng was about to end, the martial arts legend Taoist sect who was escaping from the world came to Jiangnan to pay tribute, but saw the sword sect who was jumping around, who could swing his sword freely, and fight against the ancient red dragon. They were all shocked.

General Xue Shen's eyes were sharp and saw that the eyebrows of Daozong were raised at that moment.

Daozong knew why Jian Kuang broke his obsession and was silent for a long time - because he was promoted by [Huangji Jingshi Shu], the old man had already broken the sword soldiers at this moment, but seeing Jian Kuang like this, he was clearly in some way. After the life expectancy is over.

So Daozong asked Murong Longtu and discussed the story with Murong Longtu.

But Murong Longtu seemed to be no longer the sword maniac who was obsessed with the sword, not the one who held the sword because of hatred, practiced killing and achieved enlightenment, and realized the ruthless sword art, but became the legend of martial arts. Later, he forgot about love and invited to fight the world, and forgot about both. The sword **** of the world.

Murong Longtu told Daozong that he said.

He no longer obsessed with swordsmen.

It is naturally true that there is a sword in your hand.

"It is a pleasure to have an earth-shaking war; but it is also a pleasure to live a happy life with your relatives."

"What's the difference between both?"

The White-haired Dao Sect looked at the Murong Longtu in front of him. Even he could not see the fate of the Murong Longtu in front of him. The sword-crazy Tianshou had ended, and now every day, it was considered a death to break.

The sword maniac may also be able to live for three or five years with the life-suspending Gu of the Witchcraft lineage.

It may be possible to practice until the limit of the life-extending Gu for seven years.

Maybe it will pass tomorrow.

But he couldn't see through it.

There were some ripples in the tone of Daozong: "I held the sword because of hatred, and became a master because of killing. I forgot about love and have feelings again. I became a martial arts legend. Now, you have gone further. Have you achieved enlightenment?"

"Sword God."

Murong Longtu looked at Daozong.

Daozong saw a hint of compassion in Murong Longtu's eyes.

"No."

"What?"

"Isn't it also because I am obsessed with Taoism?"

The expression of the Daozong changed ripples. Murong Longtu raised a sword and said, "You met Wang Tong and Zu Wenyuan back then. You saw their fate and gave them the opportunity. You never entered the game, but if you entered the game, Will it be different?”

"You feel like you've seen it."

"But when you follow the fate of others, you have been trapped."

"You think it was you who discussed the Tao with Zhang Ziyong in the green robe that day that led to him being biased. However, Daozong, you respect the Tao and obey the Tao, but although Zhang Ziyong acts extreme, he should kill him first. Every step I took in this life, I didn’t believe in it.” “At this step, you are not as good as him.”

The Dao Sect looked complicated and was silent for a long time, but in the end he just smiled freely and said, "There are thousands of great ways, how can you summarize it in one way? You jump out and I walk in. You hold the sword and I do the Tao. Who can decide? Who can do it? High or low? ”

He raised his hand, casually put his pen on the white paper next to him, and pointed at a big word.

The one who poured tea for the two seniors next to him was Stick Monk Thirteen.

The monk glanced at it and it was clearly just the words written by his fingers, but his handwriting was clear, but he could clearly see that it was the word "Immortal".

Daozong sighed:

"What I saw today is the realm of sword madness. If you put the sword madness on it, you will be a saying of immortals."

"Clothes."

As he got up and left, the great monk Stick Monk Thirteen next to him pondered and said, "Senior Jiankuang, is this senior leaving because I poured the tea too much and accidentally poured his hands?"

"After all, senior Dao Sect doesn't practice body either."

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

Murong Longtu asked: "Are you afraid that you won't let go of this, boiling hot water and watering it on your palm?"

The big monk raised his chest and raised his head, and said proudly: "Of course I'm not afraid!"

"My junior, practice Vajra's body 13th level!"

"Water and fire are not invaded!"

Murong Longtu laughed loudly.

"You are not afraid of being so persistent and not letting go, how could he be afraid?"

Looking at the white paper again, it was written with the word "Immortal" written by the Taoist sect's insights. But Murong Longtu just raised his hand and pressed it gently. The golden words on the white paper were broken into three in an instant. There were eight thousand pieces of money, and the sleeves fell like heavy snow.

Let go of the sword and let go of madness.

There is only one I am between heaven and earth.

It's Murong Long's picture.

Stick Monk Thirteen stood beside him, watching the sword wildly put down the sword, seeing the Taoist sect breaking the heart of Taoism, seeing the lifelong insights of the martial arts legend, falling down the palm of another palm, the spring and white snow, it is really worth watching.

The 'white snow' fell, and the old man in green robe stood with his hands behind his back.

Be free and unrestrained, and be independent of the world.

It’s just a pity, I don’t know what my child, Li Guan, is now.

I saw the fog flowing and the petals fell, like white snow.

Flowing through Li Guanyi's fingers,

In the secret realm of Red Dragon, Li Guan shook his palm and scattered the falling flowers like snow. When he walked into it, he saw the army's appearance and flags standing in front of him. Yue Qianfeng laughed loudly, stepped forward, hugged him, and said:

"Hahaha, I finally came, but I have been waiting for Lao Yue for several months! If I don't come again, I'm very bored. We all want to find trouble for Emperor Chen ourselves!"

Li Guan smiled: "There will definitely be a chance to let Brother Yue play out."

Yue Qianfeng laughed loudly: "That's the best!"

The southwest king Duan Qingyu nodded and said, "Your Majesty."

Duan Qingyu looked at Li Guanyi and felt a sense of trance.

Although he is the son of an old friend, he is more energetic and energetic than an old friend. He seems to be a little afraid to recognize each other.

Even though Duan Qingyu and others were here, they also learned from the information transmission over a period of time that the King of Qin fought against the Great Khan of the Turkic Khan on the grassland.

I knew that the seventh-ranked **** general in the world, Mu Zhahe died, the sword maniac was born, and the King of Qin became the second in the world.

Now that I look at it again, I just feel sighing in my heart.

The ancient red dragon is free to his will, but does not participate in the struggle in the Central Plains. If we talk about it, he should go to protect the Red Emperor. In this secret realm of the Red Dragon, the Qin King's army was solemn and ruthless. Hidden hard practice, just to make a splash.

After a simple reception, Yue Qianfeng couldn't wait and said:

"Guanyi, when will you go to Chen Dingye?"

Li Guan said, "It's just over the past month, as soon as the time comes, you can send troops!" He raised his eyes to look at the army in front of him, raised his arms, and accompanied by the eagle that tore through the sky, this divine beast, flying eagle Flap your wings and break through the sky.

According to the Nine Dings, the news was passed back and informed Li Guanyi.

He is the first-class scout.

The King of Qin temporarily restrained his sharpness and hid in this secret realm, waiting for the big changes in the world, but at the same time, in the south of the Yangtze River, Shi Dalin, the head of the Seven Old Ghosts of Qilin, grabbed his beard and looked at the man in front of him. A complex expression.

That's Fan Qing.

However, there are formations around, and the formations emit **** aura.

There was a dragon roar in the air, trembling left and right, emitting a dangerous, powerful and terrifying aura.

The seven old ghosts of the Qilin Army surrounded the surroundings, each of them hesitant and had a look of struggle. It is obvious that even the seven of them still had great concerns about what was about to happen.

The dragon scales of the Red Dragon are turning into the body of Xue Shen General. The bloodline of the Red Dragon is used by Lei Laomeng to stimulate the bloodline of the alien beast and foal, trying to make the hidden bloodline reappear.

The plants and trees that sprinkled with the dragon blood of the red dragon belong to Shidalin.

Shi Dalin's hair was completely white, and the dragon blood sprinkled on the grass and trees. The mutant dragon blood grass stimulated naturally had violent medicinal properties. Even Shi Dalin, the wild Qilin Army's seven old ghosts, dared not use this thing. .

However, if you have good medicinal herbs in your hands, you will not use them or create elixirs.

This is simply an insult to Master Hou Zhongyu!

The seven old ghosts of Qilin Army still refined the pills, but they did not dare to let anyone take these pills. Under such circumstances, Fan Qing learned about this and voluntarily became the candidate to take the pills.

"This, General Fan Qing, you should think carefully..."

"This matter is a bit dangerous after all."

Shi Dalin's expression was tense.

Fan Qing said quietly, "You all know me."

The 39-year-old general said, "Fan Qingben Yijie, a commoner, became a fugitive when he was thirty-two. Later, he met his lord, took the elixir and practiced hard, and then he barely stepped into the third heaven. The realm of

"The reason why I can reach the third level is that I took my elixirs, stimulate my body with the power of medicine, and nourish my body, and then got here step by step. After experiencing a hundred battles, my teacher, Master Ximen Hengrong, passed on all the secret methods. On the battlefield, breathe evil spirits."

"Seven years are only the fifth heaven."

A quiet smile appeared on Fan Qing's face: "The war that determines peace in the world is coming. I can't and don't want to become a rear general on the second line."

"If you want to try such a dangerous thing, please let me try it yourself."

Shi Dalin's expression on his face was extremely complicated, but Fan Qing was determined by his toughness and decisiveness. In addition to being determined by his determination, he also had a kind of tenacity that could be said to be extremely stubborn. What he believed was difficult to change.

The old sorcerer nodded and said, "The blood flowing out of the confrontation between the ancient Red Dragon and the Second God General itself has replaced the sharpness of gold and fire. Since General Fan Qing has such a determination and is willing to try it, then we are willing to give it a try too. ”

Fan Qing stepped into the formation stimulated by dragon blood with his upper body naked.

There are many traces of swords on his body. This is a proof that he has struggled from the most tragic battlefield in the world over the past seven years. Even Shi Dalin and the others couldn't bear to see it.

Fan Qing swallowed the Dragon Blood Pill and sat cross-legged here.

The old warlock opened the formation, and the sound of the dragon roar became more and more exciting. The dragon blood could not give people power. The tyrannical power of the ancient red dragon would only make people die completely under the violent impact, but under the powerful stimulation, It can stimulate people's potential.

This is not a gift but an opportunity.

Under the charm of the ancient red dragon blood, ordinary people will be shocked and feared. Only the strong can draw their swords to face this surging and powerful aura and let out their own roar. The magical array is opened, and under the surging stimulation, In the roar of the dragon, the swords and swords roared fiercely.

What Fan Qing experienced was an extremely tragic impact on the level of the soul.

His opponent is the ancient red dragon, even if it is just the fighting spirit left in the dragon's blood.

This is a naked confrontation.

Either, you will retreat under the powerful fighting spirit of the ancient red dragon, or you will stimulate your potential under this terrifying pressure, and under such powerful oppression, you will prompt the soul to take a step forward and exceed your limit .

Every step is struggle and a painful transformation.

When Fan Qing saw this chaotic world, he knew his limits.

At the darkest moment, I saw the back, grabbed the palm of the light, and then fought under the banner. He struggled all the way, struggling and struggling forward, not knowing when it started. Everyone around has changed.

His opponents, his teammates, his enemies, his comrades.

They are all heroes of this era, with their own past and heroism, with their own great wishes, either from a noble family, or with great talent, or with incredible blessings and luck.

Only he is as tiny as grass, and is unremarkable.

Even he himself knew that with the changes of the times and the increasingly fierce battlefield, he, who is still at the fifth level, still has no qualifications to set foot on that final battlefield.

Perhaps, as the first member of Tsze Mansion.

As everyone thinks that the King of Qin is a confidant general, as long as you hide behind like this and become a general assisting the rear. When the world is peaceful in the future, His Highness of Qin will definitely not treat him unfairly.

but…

I don't want this at all.

Fan Qing whispered softly.

I tell you to move forward bravely, I tell you to strive for progress.

I tell you that we live and die together, and we must open up a new era.

How can I hide behind me?

How could I send the soldiers I brought out to the front line and hide them behind me. How can it be? It helps you less and less. How can it be left behind by everyone...

Even if the tiny powder is like a weed, it must have its own fiery flame.

The body is like grass, and the life is like sparks.

Isn’t it said that I have no clothes and I am with my son.

Wang Yu raised his army.

Fix my spear.

Amid the sound of the dragon's roar, the soul of the unwilling person roared.

(End of this chapter)