Daxuan Palace, with red walls and yellow tiles, is magnificent.
Originally there were many towering trees and shady green trees outside the palace, but later they were cut down for the safety of the palace.
At this moment, in the waiting hall outside the palace, Jian Shen Hong Yuan looked at the little eunuch who was leaving quickly, waiting silently.
There is a clear blue pool in the waiting hall. The water is clear, dotted with lotus flowers, and the swimming figures of carps make little ripples. Under the shining of the stars, it is instantly beautiful.
Hong Yuan just stood quietly in the hall, observing the swimming carps and thinking about things.
He was wearing a blue robe, with a handsome face and a gentle temperament. Behind him, the little maids couldn't help but peek at him.
To be attracted by the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, the skin of Hong Yuan's sword body is first-rate, and he also obtained the swordsmanship of the Eternal Green Lotus in the "Eternal Green Lotus Dreamland", that mysterious and mysterious
The profound cold temperament is enough to make the hearts of these little palace maids confined in the Three Palaces and Sixth Courtyard ripple and their eyes flicker.
"emperor…"
"Supreme Luck..."
Hong Yuan lowered his eyes, and various thoughts flowed through his heart.
In fact, he also had the idea of ​​establishing a national power and collecting various resources for himself.
After all, he, Hong Yuangui, had once been the overlord of the four directions, conquering and plundering in the endless sea, so he naturally understood the benefits of being a monarch.
It was just that after his demon body became the destiny of the demon clan, he climbed to the top of the human race's demon-slaying list, and the human race was eyeing him.
If his demon body dares to leave the Dragon Sacred Land, he will surely face a violent attack, and his safety will not be guaranteed at all!
Therefore, he had no choice but to press ahead with the idea of ​​establishing a demon kingdom.
Unexpectedly, his former defeated general Li Jianqiu actually had the idea of ​​establishing a demon kingdom.
And this is exactly why Hong Yuan placed the Purple and Golden Thorns' three major targets on Li Jianqiu.
He wanted to wait until Li Jianqiu died due to longevity and accept Li Jianqiu's inheritance!
Half an hour later.
"What took so long?"
Hong Yuan suddenly frowned and glanced at the red wall of the palace, as if he wanted to see through the Weiyang Palace where Emperor Daxuan was.
Weiyang Palace.
Antique and solemn.
At this time, Emperor Daxuan raised his head and looked sideways at the bright moon with an indifferent expression.
Behind him stood Princess Feng, the Prince and other royal family members. The little eunuch who was delivering the message was kneeling on the bluestone, respectfully waiting for Emperor Daxuan's instructions.
Finally, Emperor Daxuan spoke in a calm tone:
"Emperor Longyang once said: 'In the whole world, everything is the land of the king. On the shore of the land, there are none but the ministers of the king'."
"Since Bo Qing has entered my Daxuan, he must abide by the rules of my Daxuan. Even if he is a green dragon, he must be coiled by me, and if he is a white tiger, he must be laid down by me."
"Even if he is the genius of Donghuang Academy and a famous swordsman in the five continents, this should be the case. Now, I want to kill his spirit so that he can understand his status."
"Xi'er, An Shi, do you know?"
After speaking, a powerful force came from Emperor Daxuan, and the atmosphere in the venue was extremely depressing.
Princess Tang Xi and Prince Tang Anshi's hearts skipped a beat and they quickly bowed their heads in agreement.
The princes and princesses behind them were even more unbearable, their legs trembling.
This was Emperor Daxuan using the reputation of Jiaojianhou "Bo Qing" to defeat Princess Feng and the prince who had become saints.
Emperor Daxuan understands, and so do Princess Feng and the Prince!
After all, saints and mortals really exist in two worlds.
There is a distinction between saints and mortals, and becoming a saint proves that one has the ability to travel across the five divine continents.
The most basic thing is that one's lifespan has been greatly increased, not to mention the transformation of one's strength.
Therefore, Emperor Daxuan had to beat his own princes and daughters to prevent them from having irrebellious thoughts.
"Father, you are really old. A saint cannot be insulted." Prince Tang Anshi was disdainful and looked at the figure of Emperor Daxuan with a hint of contempt in his eyes.
Tang Xi is wearing a white palace dress, and is graceful and luxurious. In terms of appearance, she has icy muscles and jade bones, and a stunning face that will captivate a country. In terms of temperament, she is as holy as snow, like an orchid in an empty valley, indifferent and refined, and she is as beautiful as the bells of heaven and earth.
Her phoenix eyes were lowered, and a cold light suddenly appeared in the depths of her eyes, thinking: "Nowadays, the sects in various places occupy the land and are kings, and the people of the dynasty are miserable and displaced. But the king's father still treats Bo Qing like this, thinking about fighting for power and profit, this dim
In this world of peace, I, Tang Xi, must reverse it."
Everyone in the field has different thoughts and evil intentions.
Even if the front line is retreating steadily, they still put themselves first and put their awareness of the overall situation at the rear.
But at this moment, a little palace lady came in a hurry and brought a message from "Bo Qing" to leave the palace and go to Donghuang Academy.
"Jiao Jianhou said that he would come to attend the morning court the next day." Little Gong'e timidly said with a trembling voice, her forehead pressed tightly to the ground, not daring to raise her head at all.
Because at this moment, Emperor Daxuan's eyes were fierce and seemed to bite people, and his thunderous power was brewing.
Boom——
There was a loud noise, and the exquisite wine bottle instantly fell apart. A small splash of wine containing rich fairy spirit splashed onto the little Gong'e, who was so frightened that the little Gong'e kowtowed repeatedly.
"Bastard, bastard!"
"This thief has no king, no father and no country!"
"You evil thief, I shouldn't have saved you from fire and water that day!!!"
Emperor Daxuan looked ferocious and extremely terrifying.
As if his heart was going to explode with "Bo Qing", he repeatedly rebuked "Bo Qing" for having no sense of family and country and being ungrateful.
On the other side.
Seeing Emperor Daxuan's angry performance, Princess Feng and the prince quickly lowered their heads to show their submission.
But in their hearts, they curled their lips and had the same thought:
"Pretending, you are still pretending, who wants to use Bo Qing to scare us? Father Jun, you are really old, it's time to abdicate and give way to others!"
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Donghuang Academy is hidden inside the Eight Dragon Mountains, and only those who are destined and capable are not allowed to enter.
Here the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the wind is gentle and the sun is bright, surrounded by fairy mist, the weather is strange, and there are waterfalls flying in the sky. The trees are ancient and vigorous, full of vitality.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! That night, Hong Yuan's sword came to the gate of Donghuang Academy.
A very simple wooden door can only be opened by a being recognized by Shushan and who has inherited the spirit of humanity.
The dim starlight shines under Hong Yuan's blue robe, making Hong Yuan even more extraordinary and otherworldly.
"Squeak——"
Hong Yuan used a little force with his hands, and he easily pushed the wooden door open.
It was at this time that he saw an unexpected person.
Zhang Yinghe!
The passionate young man who was recognized by Shushan and inherited the true meaning of blood.
But unlike the scrawny and timid boy back then, Zhang Yinghe now has a resolute face, a calm demeanor, and a tall and straight figure, as if he has thousands of things in his heart.
Compared with hot-blooded, he is obviously more in line with cold-blooded.
Zhang Yinghe's current cultivation level is at the peak of the fifth level. If nothing else, he came here to break through to the realm of a saint.
"Bo Qing...senior brother?" Zhang Yinghe said hesitantly.
Hong Yuan had a smile in his eyes and nodded slightly: "You can call me that."
It's a strange feeling to have old friends in front of you but not know each other.
In addition, it was even more wonderful that he got a chance to use the sword because of Zhang Ying's marriage.
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To be continued...