The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

The mighty ships on the river came from upstream, and everywhere they looked, there were dragon flags of the Sui Dynasty.

Standing on the bank of the river, Yang Guang was wearing a battle armor, his brows filled with high spirits.

In the battle to destroy Chen, he was the commander-in-chief. This was an achievement that would go down in history. I don't think he was so favored by the emperor.

The war going south had been discussed many times in the court, but my father had always been undecided. It was obvious that he had some unknown concerns. But overnight, these were all gone. It can be seen that the reason was after talking with Master Fa Tian. .

With a flash of light in his eyes, Yang Guang suddenly felt that Master Fatian was very interesting. He thought about what he said to him that day.

Deep luck? Doesn’t it mean that in the future, the world should regard itself as supreme?

Just when Yang Guang was thinking about things, the warships on the river suddenly beat their war drums.

When the voice came, Yang Guang suddenly raised his arm and said, "Let's go!"

In the ninth year of Kaihuang's reign, the Sui Dynasty's army took advantage of Nanchen's celebration of the first year and crossed the river in separate ways. Within a month, they arrived at Jiankang City.

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The city was filled with smoke everywhere. The city had been peaceful for nearly a hundred years and was once again baptized by the flames of war.

Nan Chen's army was easier to deal with than Yang Guang imagined. In just half a day, several places on the city tower were lost.

Looking coldly at the war-torn Jiankang City, Yang Guang said calmly: "Write a military report. Our Sui army captured Jiankang in one day and Nanchen was destroyed."

The clerk behind him didn't dare to neglect. With a swipe of hair in his hand, he finished writing a memorial. After putting the messenger away, he saw a fast horse leaving the military formation.

Military reports from the army going south were almost every three days, and the speed and frequency were getting faster and faster.

Ever since the army set out, Sui Emperor Yang Jian had been paying attention to the war ahead. The continuous good news made Yang Jian finally let go of his worries.

After getting out of the palace, he went straight to the Dragon Temple in the capital.

He still held a military newspaper in his hand, and his face was full of smiles. Thinking about it, he should go to fulfill his wish today.

The imperial guards surrounded the dragon temple. Yang Jian took one look and waved his hand: "It's okay, let's disperse."

The guards looked at each other, really not understanding what His Majesty meant.

I heard Yang Jian say with a smile: "There is no safer place in the capital than this Dragon Temple."

The guards were ordered to disperse, but they still hid in the dark to guard, worried that something might happen.

Yang Jian shook his head and laughed, then walked towards the temple.

At this time, in the courtyard, several ropes were hung with scrolls. As they were fluttering in the wind, there were portraits of elegant figures on the scrolls.

Master Fa Tian was painting on the scroll with a brush in his hand. With a flick of his wrist, the characters on the scroll were conveyed with an air of immortality in just a few strokes.

"This is?"

In addition to being amazed, Yang Jian's face was full of curiosity. He seemed to have never seen this character transformed by Fa Tian.

"This is Zhang Yi, the Hengtian Walker of Zhenxi Dragon Palace. He was a man who ascended to heaven and became an immortal during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States. He studied under Gui Guzi, the Master of Liangtian, and was responsible for the operation of the five elements in the Dragon Palace."

Hearing this, Yang Jian was stunned.

He knew Zhang Yi, but he didn't know the word "Hengtian Walker" plus Zhang Yi.

This person should be a famous person in the Zongheng sect, and he is also the Prime Minister of the Qin State. Who would have thought that he would become an immortal after death? This is really unheard of.

Fa Tian was seen drying the scroll in front of him, and then he looked at Yang Jian and asked, "Why does your Majesty have time to come here?"

At this time, Yang Jian was still looking around at the scrolls. After hearing these words, he suddenly came back to his senses.

"Honored Master, there is a battle report coming from the south. The south will be destroyed, and the world will be unified before our eyes."

Fa Tian showed a smile, nodded and said, "Fa Tian would like to congratulate Your Majesty."

Hearing this, Yang Jian's face showed a hint of joy, and then he waved his hand and said: "I am too humble to respect my master. If you hadn't awakened the dreamer with your words, how could I have made a decision so quickly."

"The reason I came here today is to build a new Dragon Temple. I have already asked the Ministry of Works to select a blessed site. Soon, Master, we will start the construction of the Dragon Temple."

Fatian put his hands together and saluted, and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Yang Jian hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Honored Master, I still need your guidance on something."

"Your Majesty, don't ask about the eternal existence of the country. The way of heaven is turning, and we will not go against it. This world has its own destiny, but Fa Tian has a word to say to your majesty."

Before Yang Jian could say anything, Fatian guessed what the other party wanted to ask.

Just one sentence completely blocked Yang Jian's words, but when he heard Fa Tian wanted to send him a message, the smile that had disappeared on Yang Jian's face instantly appeared.

"Respect the teacher for your guidance."

"The emperor is the true dragon emperor. He carries the way of heaven and teaches all the people. He must not be neglected. After the king's way, there is the holy way. If you are unscrupulous and arrogant for your own selfishness, you will eventually destroy your own country."

Yang Jian's face became solemn, he cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Master, for your guidance."

When Yang Jian looked at Fatian, he saw that Fatian had begun to roll out the scroll again and began to concentrate on painting.

Yang Jian did not interrupt with words, but just walked around the courtyard and found many gods that he had never seen in the Dragon Temple, nearly a hundred of them.

As he felt surprised, Yang Jian increasingly felt that this mysterious Fatian might be the Immortal Queen.

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It took less than a year for the army to march south to pacify the entire south. Even Lingnan surrendered.

On the day when Wang Shi returned to the north, the streets in the capital were deserted. The world, which had been divided by war for hundreds of years, was finally unified by the Sui Dynasty.

Above the imperial city, Yang Jian's face was filled with excitement as he looked at the triumphant King Master.

There was jubilation in Daxing City for several days, and the banquet never stopped. Everyone was immersed in the prosperous age in the future.

But that place in Daxing City seemed extremely peaceful.

Standing quietly on the slightly messy construction site, Fatian looked up to the sky, not knowing what he was thinking.

At this moment, several fast horses galloped over. After stopping at the construction site, the noble master dismounted and walked towards Fatian.

The person who came was none other than Jin Wang Yang Guang. Since the Southern Expedition, Yang Guang's power in the court had been increasing day by day, and even Yang Jian had the idea of ​​Yichu.

At this time, Yang Guang looked at Fa Tian who was looking up to the sky. He thought that the revered master had entered a state of meditation, so he hesitated whether he should step forward to disturb him.

But at this time, Yang Guang didn't know what Fatian was thinking.

Fa Tian looked at the messy construction site, but what he thought in his mind was that if the magic from the past was there, wouldn't this Dragon Temple just happen in an instant?

If Yang Guang knew what Fatian was thinking, he would probably spit out a mouthful of tea.

He looks like a master, but he is actually thinking about how to be lazy.

Fa Tian withdrew his gaze from the sky, then glanced at Yang Guang who was standing behind him, and said calmly: "What is King Jin doing here?"