On the fifth day of the first lunar month of the fourteenth year of Daye, in Jiangdu City, the palace of the Sui Emperor.
The guards in the palace are like clouds, and the fierce generals are like rain.
Although the weather is still a little cold, the soldiers are still searching for something.
The emperor was assassinated.
Although this emperor was unpopular among the soldiers and was mean-spirited and ungrateful, he had controlled the world for more than ten years and gained a reputation through military campaigns in the north and south that no one dared to challenge.
In the bedroom, the lights are brightly lit.
On the dragon bed in the middle, a middle-aged man was lying on it, looking pale.
There were many people kneeling on one side, but only a woman in full dress, with a graceful face, stood there quietly, with a strange look in her eyes.
"Ahem!" A cough sounded, which was very noticeable in the hall.
"Your Majesty is awake, Your Majesty."
The imperial doctor in front of the window cried with joy. If something happened to the emperor, his life would not be saved, and even his own children would not be able to escape death.
"Your Majesty." A faint smile suddenly appeared on the cold face of the woman in palace attire.
"I, where am I?" Yang Guang opened his eyes and looked in front of him. Everything became so strange.
"Your Majesty, this is Jiangdu Palace." The woman in palace attire had a strange look in her eyes.
"Jiangdu Palace?" Yang Guang suddenly felt a pain in his head and couldn't help but let out a scream.
"What's going on? Doctor Jiang, please take a look." The palace maid's face changed, and she scolded loudly: "And the Korean assassin, how did he hurt your majesty? Wen Wenji and the assassin haven't been caught yet.
?Useless person.”
There was a panic sound again in the hall.
Outside the main hall, a middle-aged man pointed a sword with a gloomy expression. His eyes looked at the palace in the distance from time to time, and there was a faint trace of murderous intent.
"General, Your Majesty just woke up and is resting now."
A horse came galloping over and said loudly.
Yu Wenhua and his boss suddenly opened their eyes and said loudly: "Quickly, search for the assassin, and you must not let the assassin escape. Search door to door for me, and don't let anyone escape."
Jiangdu City tonight is a chaotic Jiangdu City. In the darkness, bursts of screams can be heard from time to time.
Not only are these Xiaoguo armies taking the opportunity to plunder the people, but the underground forces in Jiangdu City are also fishing in troubled waters.
However, all this had nothing to do with Yang Guang. When Yang Guang woke up, it was already the next day, and the entire Jiangdu returned to normal.
On the dragon bed, Yang Guang was leaning on the bed, with a strange look on his slightly swollen face.
He took away the body of Yang Guang, a man with the same name and surname as him, who is also a famous figure in history.
He was not happy because it was the first month of the fourteenth year of Daye. If nothing unexpected happened, Yang Guang would be killed in a few months.
More importantly, this is not a simple world. From the emperor's memory, this is a world of high martial arts.
The three great masters Ning Daoqi, Bi Xuan, and Fu Cailin are world-famous and proficient in the creation of heaven and earth;
Cihang Jianzhai, Jingnian Chanyuan, Yinkui Sect, Huajian Sect, etc. are fighting against good and evil;
The four great families, Yuwen Clan, Dugu Clan, Li Clan, and Song Clan, were in control of the imperial court;
Warriors here can freeze the world and cut off rivers with one sword, which is extraordinary and otherworldly.
The Double Dragon World of the Tang Dynasty?
But that's not the case, because there are still legendary immortals.
When Yang Guang was young, he could be called a fierce general, and ordinary third-rate warriors could barely stop him. However, now that his body has long been corroded by alcohol and sex, he is no longer as fierce as before.
"First of all, we must survive." Yang Guang's eyes flashed.
Although it is very simple to survive, it is very difficult for Yang Guang.
The Sui Dynasty was troubled internally and externally, and the four great clans were eyeing it. They have not rebelled yet, but in fact, everyone in the world knows that these clans cannot wait much longer.
For example, right now, the people of the Yuwen Clan are probably preparing to rebel. And Li Yuan's forces have already penetrated into Guanzhong, and they are just waiting for his death to go south.
"How to break the situation?" Yang Guang looked at the palace outside, looking thoughtful.
This is a world of high martial arts, and it may even be a world of immortal warriors. A warrior can cut off a river with just a wave of his hand and kill himself in a flash. How difficult it is to survive in such an environment.
Yang Guang looked at his hands. They were no longer the hands that held long spears, charged into battle, and held the universe. They were white and tender, but the skin was loose.
"Your Majesty Pei Shiju reported the affairs of the Western Regions!"
Yang Guang looked at the desk next to him. There were many memorials placed on the desk. Although the world was in chaos and Yang Guang's imperial edict might not be able to leave Jiangdu, there were still many memorials sent to the court, all of which were impeached by Yu Shiji and Feng Deyi.
Memorial from the ministers of the DPRK.
"Pei Shiju? Is he the legendary evil king Shi Zhixuan?"
Yang Guang looked stunned, laughed dumbly, and took Pei Shiju's memorial.
Without finding a glimmer of hope, reading the memorials could only be regarded as a pastime. Yang Guang, who usually despaired of government affairs, rarely looked at the memorials in front of him.
"My subject, Pei Shiju, has been managing the Western Regions for several years under the orders of the Emperor. Now it has been written into a book, and I respectfully submit it to His Majesty for your inspection..."
Pei Shiju's words were powerful and majestic, but after reading it for a while, Yang Guang felt that he looked full of evil intentions, and the two feelings were intertwined, which was very awkward.
However, Pei Shiju introduced the situation of the countries in the Western Regions in great detail, including what customs and habits the countries in the Western Regions had, the Naxi masters in his own country, how to get from Daxing to that country, etc., etc., all very clearly.
The introduction of the customs and habits of various countries made Yang Guang nod his head repeatedly.
By the time Yang Guang finished reading, it was already evening.
"This Pei Shiju, whether he is the evil king or not, is indeed a talented person." Yang Guang put down the file in his hand and couldn't help but sigh.
"You have activated the Reading Saint System. As long as you read everything written by others, you may get martial arts secrets, internal strength, etc."
"You read Evil King Shi Zhixuan's "Illustrated Records of the Western Regions" and obtain the Immortal Seal of Evil King Shi Zhixuan."
In his mind, a mechanical sound suddenly sounded.
As soon as he finished speaking, various moves of the Immortal Seal appeared in his mind, such as the Yin Feng's funeral and killing, the separation of life and death, destroying the liver and intestines, and other moves appeared in his mind, as well as how to reverse the two qi of life and death, and transform the enemy's death qi into one's own.
of internal strength, so that your internal strength will never be exhausted.
"Is this my golden finger?"
What Yang Guang cares about is not the Immortal Seal, but how he obtained the Immortal Seal.
I read Shi Zhixuan's "Picture Notes of the Western Regions" and then I easily mastered the Immortal Seal.
Does this mean that I can obtain various martial arts secrets through methods?
"It's a pity that there are no moves and no internal strength. In the end, they are still useful.
Although the Immortal Seal is powerful, it cannot change your destiny in a short period of time."
"Is there any other way?"
Yang Guang looked at the pile of memorials next to him, as if he saw a pile of martial arts secrets.
