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Chapter five hundred and fiftieth IX Heart beats wind moves flag moves(1/2)

The sky in Jinling City is dark. Lan

The humanitarian fortune that was so majestic that it almost condensed into substance formed a heavy funnel-shaped lead cloud over Jinling City!

The previous second was the bright sunshine and the vibrant morning.

It suddenly turned into the eve of a storm...

Yan Qing Hall is right under the funnel, and the entire empty hall is filled with the majestic human fortune that is as thick as the deep sea water!

Fan Zeng and Chen Feng were in the hall, and they were all like carrying a heavy burden, unable to move a little finger.

I can only passively accept the powerful humanitarian power in the hall, which is like a tide, from head to toe, inside and out.

Fan Zeng's path entered a dead end, and there was no way to enter. The great power of human luck acted on his body! Lan

He saw his hair full of hair and his face turning black at a speed visible to the naked eye, becoming flat, hunched, thin body, as slowly straight and strong as inflatable...

The crisp bones sounded like fried copper beans.

Chen Feng is younger than Fan Zeng. His path has just begun. The great power of human fortune has acted on his martial arts practice, and he has omitted countless time for him.

I saw his breath growing wildly, and then he fell back to a low point with a "puff", then continued to grow wildly, and then continued to fall back with a "puff", then continued to grow wildly...

In just a few dozen breaths, his martial arts realm has evolved from the innate Great Perfection, and he has been practicing the artistic conception along the way. The master realm has quickly reached the top of the great master, and he is proud of Jiuzhou and cannot find an opponent!

In the quiet hall, I only heard "Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, and Crack, and then "Puff," just like a fanatical soybean lover in the hall, farting while knocking soybeans.

In the hall, Chen Sheng sat tilted on the throne, dragging his cheek with one hand, his eyes wandering as calm as water between His Highness the old and his young.

He could feel his throne rising straight, traveling through Qingming, passing through the stars, and entering the nine heavens!

He knew that he had finally removed the word "zhi" of the Emperor of the World and replaced it with the word "stay".

The difference is not too big, which means it is similar to picking off the word "Shao" of the young clan leader and changing it to the word "big".

Well, to put it bluntly, it means that it has changed from a senior worker to a leader who holds shares.

‘Lost in the east, and gain it in the mud!’

Chen Sheng thought about the opportunity for this promotion and sighed in his heart: "The territory is sacred, and an inch of land must be fought for."

He originally thought that he had to do something more "unprecedented and unparalleled" to break the shackles of the "Imperial Realm", which has not taken anyone else to take another step forward for thousands of years.

He encouraged childbirth, attached importance to education, promoted science, improved productivity, and continuously consolidated and expanded the comprehensive strength of Chinese civilization, but he was unable to find this opportunity for a long time.

Unexpectedly, this opportunity would eventually be "recovering lost land".

Perhaps as he thought, the Western Regions, grasslands, plateaus, Lingnan and other regions were originally part of the Chinese civilization and an important part of the humanitarian power of Jiuzhou.

But later, for some reason, they got separated, lost, lost, and lost. The Chinese civilization was lost, and the humanitarian power of Jiuzhou was also incomplete, just like the human body lacked arms and legs.

If a person lacks his arms and legs, you don’t think about how to bring his arms back. He even doesn’t relieve and treat the pain of his broken arms and legs.

Can he be happy if he only works hard on his clothes?

And Chinese civilization has a very bad habit: pine outside, roll inside... Lan

There are only the emperors who are beaten, but there are no emperors who are rolled out!

After a long time, the shock of the world's world energy caused by the promotion of the imperial realm finally eased.

Chen Sheng looked closely and his eyes instantly passed through the space and appeared above Chen County from a downward angle.

His mind moved and his perspective teleported to the Bashang Baihu Military Region of Yongzhou.

He blinked again, and a black battle flag floating on the snowy plain appeared in his sight...

He kept blinking and turned around and looked around. The man's beautiful country was like a satellite map, constantly zooming in front of his eyes!

The huge world seemed to have become a grand map under his throne, and it was in sight and within reach!

Without temptation, he knew that he could descend to any area under the cover of the Han Xuan Banner in an instant!

He tentatively raised his fist slowly, shaking the vast power of national fortune, and punched the snowy plateau with a punch!

In his perception, his fist hit the sky of the snowy plateau, hitting a cold and weak force, like an iron hammer hitting a snowball, and a punch without resistance broke it!

In the dark, he seemed to hear a desperate wail with an exotic accent...

At the right time, Wu Guang, who was wrapped in a bearskin cloak, stood on the wall of a snowy city, stared at the dark halo in the sky that was scattered like ripples, and used wildfire to spread the heavy snow clouds in the sky.

After only seven or eight breaths, the white-haired wind that was everywhere in the snow, which was like an ice knife, stopped!

It didn't stop after half a month, and the cold made people's bones so cold that the sleet and snow stopped!

The brilliant and warm sunshine as gold hit his face, shaking him so hard that he couldn't open his eyes...

This twenty years of skill shocked Wu Guang for a whole year!

Chen Sheng in Changning Palace let go of his fist boredly... waving the big stick of the power of the Han Dynasty's fortune, to ravage a country god without even the doctrine, just like a waste of anti-aircraft cannons to kill mosquitoes!

If you want to fight, you have to choose someone who is resistant to beating!

He slowly raised his head, his eyes passed through Xiao Han, and looked directly at the ancient towering towering like a giant pillar supporting the sky above the nine heavens, slowly provoking the corners of his lips.

‘The war begins!’

‘Are you ready?’ Lan

He sat in a straight position, his hands fell on the armrest of the imperial throne, and his voice was as loud as thunder. He shouted loudly: "Issue the order, the victory in the southwest, and the whole world celebrated together!"

"I passed the order, General Wu Guang led his army to restore the two southwestern states and granted the title of Marquis of Fenwu!"

"I have issued an order to return to the ancestral land of China. The grassland thousands of miles west of Yizhou in the southwest is called 'hai', and the snowy area thousands of miles west of Haizhou is called 'fan'. From now on, the seventeen states in the world will always be the land of the Han Dynasty. All our children of the Han Dynasty should take it as their mission to defend the territory, strive to strengthen themselves and strive for self-improvement!"

His voice flew out of Changning Palace and spread throughout Jinling City.

After a very brief confusion, the people in the city quickly fell into a sea of ​​joy.

‘When did General Wu Guang conquer the two southwest prefectures?’

‘Where is Haizhou? Where is Fanzhou?’ Lan

‘Hi, that doesn’t matter!’

‘What’s important is that our big man has won the battle again!’

‘What’s important is that our great man has expanded his territory again!’

Why did the Han people admire and love Chen Sheng so much?

Of course it's because...

He is really worried about the difficulties!

And he can afford it! Lan

If there is an enemy, he will really fight!

And he can win!

National cohesion and national self-confidence are not blown out.

But it was made!

...

Above the Nine Heavens, the Fire Cloud Cave.

Seven figures wearing various robes and robes, with ancient and deep aura gathered together, quietly staring at the black stone chair at the end of the hall that was gradually turning from virtual to solid.

Someone turned around silently and turned his eyes to the empty bright yellow stone chair directly above the hall. The stone chair was still standing there quietly, waiting for its owner to return...

"Maybe we got it wrong at the beginning."

Someone said in a deep voice: "The Emperor of Han has never been the Great Lord of Fuxi!"

The ancient and solemn hall was in a silence like death, with only the sound of a brazier burning sounding from time to time.

It took a long time before someone replied: "How could such a mistake occur with the means of Emperor and Emperor Wa..."

As soon as the breath in the hall eased, he heard the man who had just spoken, "With the methods of Fuxi and Emperor Wa, there would be no such mistakes. However, the premise of this inference is that Fuxi's great master made arrangements for what happened later..."

Everyone in the hall fell into a long silence. Lan

Their eyes were constantly wandering between the black stone chair that had been completely solidified at the end and the bright yellow stone chair in the hall that had not yet dissipated.

They hope to see a certain stone chair dissipate.

Or two stone chairs are combined into one.

But the two stone chairs were still silent. Judging from their motionless posture, they seemed to be coexisting for a long time without any movement.

After a while, someone finally whispered: "If... the Han Emperor is not the reincarnation of the Emperor, would he still discuss our plans?"

After another long silence, someone replied: "In contrast, I care more about whether Emperor Wa knows that Emperor Han is not the reincarnation of Emperor Tian. The two great masters have been with him for countless years in the ancient times. If she can't tell whether Emperor Han is the reincarnation of Emperor Tian, ​​I will definitely not believe it. But if she knows that Emperor Han is the reincarnation of Emperor Tian, ​​what she does..."

When everyone in the hall heard this, they were all shocked.

This question is really terrifying to think about it carefully!

...

Kunlun Mountain, the roar of dragons shook the sky.
To be continued...
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