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Yijun followed Lei Ming to the secular world? It feels a little strange to hear this.

"Master, master, are you kidding me?" Even Lei Ming was a little unable to resist. Would a cultivation level like Yi Jun's reach the secular world and destroy the country single-handedly?

In the surprised eyes of Wan Du Ancestor, Yi Jun shook his head seriously: "I'm not kidding, you will know some things when you get to the world."

Seeing Yijun like this, Lei Ming had no choice but to nod and agree.[

After a whole day, Long Meng, Huo Ling'er, and Wu Shi finally finished selecting the disciples in the palace. The three of them selected more than 230 disciples in total, and the strongest one was dying.

Among the upper-level cultivations, the weakest one is also at the peak of body tempering, and among these people, after Long Meng's mental inspection, there is no one with evil intentions.

In front of the magnificent Wanxiang Palace, Lei Ming and several ancestors stood on the high ground, looking at the upright disciples below, and couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.

Three years ago, he was just a secular young master who had not even stepped into the threshold of a warrior. Who would have thought that three years later, he would have grown into the Lord of the First Palace, and the power behind him made the entire martial arts world turn their backs on him.

The three ancestors held up an umbrella for him. This umbrella was enough to cover the wind and rain in the martial arts world. Unfortunately, in a few days, this umbrella would be quietly withdrawn, and the thunder would really greet him.

Moving forward in the wind and rain.

"See the Palace Master, see the Supreme Elder." More than two hundred warriors knelt on one knee and shouted in unison, their voices loud and powerful.

With the excitement in his heart, Lei Ming took a step forward: "Now that you have entered my Wanxiang Palace, you are the people of my Wanxiang Palace. From now on, you must practice diligently and do not violate the palace rules. Violators will be severely punished."

No mercy!" Lei Ming said loudly. At this moment, this young man in his early twenties was carrying the lives of hundreds of people on his shoulders.

"The rules of the Wanxiang Palace are that you are not allowed to disobey your superiors, your fellow sects are not allowed to kill each other, and you are not allowed to betray your master's sect. Violators will have their souls destroyed!"

"In my Vientiane Palace, capable people occupy high positions. I will set up an arena and the winner will be chosen as the master of each palace."

Ancestor Wan Du took a step forward, and after speaking, he pointed a single finger, and a huge arena appeared on the top of a broad mountain. This place will become the selection base for the top management of Wanxiang Palace.

Leaving Wu Shi to guard here, Lei Ming and the others returned to a residence. In a spacious and luxurious room, Lei Ming looked at Huo Ling'er who looked excited and said: "Xiao Nizi, come back to the secular world with me.

, let my parents see you."

After saying this, Huo Ling'er's eyes suddenly straightened, and she couldn't help but cover her mouth with her fair hands. A blush quickly spread over her face, which made her even more charming.

Lei Ming couldn't help but smile and touched Huo Ling'er's head: "Okay, the ugly daughter-in-law will meet her parents-in-law sooner or later." After saying this, Huo Ling'er muttered, lowered his head and played with the corners of his clothes with both hands: "I'm so talented.

Not ugly, huh, you are ugly, you are an ugly monster."

After saying this, everyone was stunned, then looked at each other and started laughing. Huo Ling'er lowered his head even lower, as if he wanted to imitate an ostrich, not daring to see anyone.

The next morning, in the main hall of the Vientiane Palace, Lei Ming sat on a purple gold chair, with several people sitting in the two rows below, and Wushi sat first on the left.

"Palace Master, these are the palace masters selected yesterday." Wushi stood up and introduced them one by one.

"Hai Dongqing, Master of the Martial Palace." When Wu Shi was speaking, a man stood up next to him, wearing a dark green robe. He had clear eyebrows and sharp eyes, as bright as an eagle's eyes. This man had a lot of thunder.

A deep impression, because he is the one with the highest cultivation level among the disciples he has accepted, a life-threatening high-level warrior.

"Liu Mang, the master of Si Bao Hall."

"Wu Qi, the master of the Sutra Collection Pavilion."

"Li Pan, the master of the Law Enforcement Palace."

After introducing the dozen or so people who sat down one after another, less than half of these people were the hall masters, and the other half were deputy hall masters. These people became the first batch of high-level officials of the Vientiane Palace.[

Lei Ming stood up. He was wearing a white robe today and looked a bit delicate. He looked around at the people below: "Everyone, from now on, the Wanxiang Palace will rely on you, but you have to be careful. Someone may challenge you one day, so I say

The seat under your buttocks is not stable, hehe."

A sentence that seemed like a joke but was very realistic made everyone laugh. After talking to these dozen warriors, after eating, Lei Ming came to the road down the Wanxiang Mountain, where Yijun and Huo Ling'er were waiting early.

It’s on.

Yi Jun was dressed in black military uniform, with his arms folded and a cold expression on his face, while Huo Ling'er beside him was wearing a coquettish red robe, with a blush on his face and a charming look.

"Okay, let's go." After Lei Ming finished speaking, the silhouettes of the three people turned into three rainbows and rushed down.

At the intersection of the martial world and the secular world, a barrier separates the two places. Looking at the familiar scene, Lei Ming couldn't help but sigh, his journey as a warrior began here.

The figures of the three people entered it, and at the same time, an earth-shattering thing happened in the imperial capital of the prosperous Tang Empire.

On the streets of the imperial capital, the prosperous scene of people coming and going in the past has completely disappeared. Instead, there is an air of desolation and loneliness. Occasionally, several groups of soldiers with serious faces can be seen running quickly on the empty streets.

In the imperial palace of the imperial capital, Jun Rufeng's originally handsome face was filled with a look of struggle. Below him stood a woman in green clothes with a slim and charming figure, exuding a hint of allure at every moment.

This woman is none other than Princess Qingluo, who originally planned to frame Lei Ming. She is also full of anxiety at this moment. The father above has no longer been as brave as he was when he ruled the world. In the dozens of days after she came back, his father seemed to

She had aged for decades, and that feeling made her feel extremely sad.

"Qingluo, follow me to the Heavenly Prison and release Lord Lei. Now he is the only one who can save the Tang Dynasty!" Jun Rufeng suddenly stood up, but the struggle between his brows disappeared and became clear again.

When Qingluo heard this, she was shocked and said quickly: "Father, you must not do it. You ignored the opposition of the imperial court and insisted on sending Lei Yang to the sky prison for a national crime. He must be extremely cruel to you.

Now that you want to release him again, aren't you afraid that he will surrender to the enemy and endanger the country?"

It turns out that after Lei Ming and Qing Luo went to the martial arts world, Jun Rufeng planned a Hongmen banquet, subdued Lei Yang with poison, and then imprisoned him in a sky prison for the crime of condemning the country, regardless of the opposition of the court.

But just after Lei Yang was imprisoned, another secular empire, the Great Xia Empire, saw the opportunity and raised millions of troops to attack the prosperous Tang Dynasty. Without Lei Yang, the Great Xia Empire could not stop the might of the Great Xia Empire.

In just over a year after the Ya invasion, dozens of cities were declared to have fallen. However, as the most elite dragon army in the prosperous Tang Empire, they only obeyed Lei Yang's orders and became the most powerful but most useless decoration.

, now that the million-strong army of the Great Xia Empire has reached the city closest to the imperial capital, Jun Rufeng finally couldn't sit still.

"My hope in this life is to be an eternal emperor, so that the people of the prosperous Tang Dynasty can live and work in peace and contentment, and the country and the people are peaceful. Now my dream is about to be ruined, and I may lose my life. At this time, besides letting Lei Yang go, I

What else can I do if I come out?" Jun Rufeng said in a deep voice.

But Qingluo said anxiously: "Father, if you can leave behind these thousands of miles of land, my daughter will take you back to the martial arts world."

After saying that, Jun Rufeng smiled: "Martial world? Haha, when I get there, I will be a useless person. Moreover, I have prosperous country for thousands of miles and countless people. I can't leave them behind. I want to go to the heavenly prison to fight for thunder."

Yang apologizes, I want to tell him that I was wrong, and as long as I can save these hundreds of people, I will step down from the throne and let him ascend the throne as emperor!"

At this moment, several figures suddenly appeared from the palace door. Jun Rufeng and Qingluo couldn't help but widen their eyes, looking at the people in disbelief.

"Your Majesty, if this is the case, then Lei Yang would rather be respectful than obey your orders!"

The visitor is none other than Lei Yang, the Grand Marshal of the Tang Dynasty and the King of Zhen!