The content of the imperial edict is related to the envoys from the Baize and Si'e tribes.
In short, the two subordinate groups of Yanyue came here to sign the armistice and the subsequent thousand-year contract, but the process did not go smoothly.
There have been many signs of a renewed war. Although this is impossible, the attitudes of the two tribes are tyrannical and many of their demands are extremely unreasonable.
If this stalemate continues, it will not be perfect for the upcoming ancestor worship.
So, in the palace hall, someone asked Xu Qing to come forward to coordinate.
This matter was unanimously approved by the ministers, so there was such an imperial edict.
Although Xu Qing is studying in seclusion, since the imperial edict has been sent, it is not easy to reject it directly, especially since it is indeed him who comes forward in this matter, so it is more suitable.
So after thinking deeply, he got up and left the Yisenliu, walked out of the Imperial Academy, and walked towards the Foreign Affairs Pavilion where the negotiations were taking place.
He walked slowly, thinking about what he had gained this month as he moved forward.
During this period of time, he has thoroughly read all the inheritance and classics of the Yisen style without missing anything.
It contains not only the changes in the images of the gods, but also the cultivation experiences of many ancestors, as well as their imagination about the future of the Yisen style.
These are like nutrients, integrated into Xu Qing's heart.
Gradually, a vague thought appeared in Xu Qing's mind.
This outline is the exclusive technique that he created that perfectly suited him when he returned to the ruins.
It's just that creating something like this on your own is inherently difficult, especially since Yisen-ryu is more of a conceptual idea, so the difficulty is naturally even greater.
But Xu Qing was not in a hurry, he vaguely had a direction.
[It still needs to be perfected and tried many times before it can be finally determined...]
Xu Qing murmured, thinking as he moved forward, his right hand occasionally raised unconsciously, and he drew out the seal according to his thoughts.
As a result, a strange scene gradually appeared in his body.
I saw his whole body, sometimes blurry, sometimes clear, sometimes overlapping, sometimes disappearing completely, and suddenly reappearing in the distance.
In addition, the mysterious and mysterious feeling that the leader of the Yixian Sect observed on him that day was even stronger at this moment. There were also some faint threads of law coming out of thin air around him.
Flashing, but he did not grab any of them, he just sensed and observed silently.
In this way, time passed little by little with his footsteps.
At this moment, in the Foreign Affairs Pavilion in the imperial capital, which is dedicated to receiving foreigners, a negotiation that has lasted for more than a month is still in progress.
In the main hall of this pavilion, on the left side are the human monks, headed by the eldest prince, who are responsible for the signing and negotiation of this contract.
The corresponding personnel from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs are auxiliary, and there is also a king who comes here to take charge.
This Heavenly King is a woman, and she is none other than King Nulan, who is rumored to have a close relationship with the Sixth Prince.
At this moment, except for King Nulan who closed his eyes and looked calm, most of the others looked gloomy and glared at the foreign cultivator opposite them.
Opposite the human race seats, on the right side of the main hall of the Foreign Affairs Pavilion, sat representatives of the Baize and Si'e tribes, dozens of them in total.
Most of them had indifferent eyes with a touch of condescension. Although they rarely spoke, their aura was full of chilling.
In particular, there is one person from each of the two tribes. Sitting there, his whole body exudes an astonishing aura. He is the king of his respective tribe.
Although it is not Yun Shen's multiple realms, it still looks like one or two realms. His eyes are fixed on King Nuolan with a touch of contempt.
As for the representatives of the two tribes who spoke, their words were even sharper. Not only did they not give in to some of the contents of the contract, but they even intensified their efforts and raised prices all over the place.
[There is no need to talk about this matter. We, the Baize clan, will never return to the area that has been conquered! 】
[In addition, for the captives here, we, the E clan, only agree to exchange them with your human race for one. As for the remaining human captives, you must redeem them according to our price. 】
[The dignified human race, how come they are so stingy even when they redeem their clan members?]
[Also, in order to increase the friendship between the ethnic groups, a thousand-year friendship agreement has been made, so the transaction of exchanging the secrets of the tribe with each other must naturally be fair, and one needs to be exchanged for one! 】
In response to these words, the human race's expressions were all gloomy. After the eldest prince was silent for a few breaths, he changed his attitude from the scorching moon, and his eyes were like lightning.
[If the area occupied by your two tribes is less than ten feet, I, the human race, will release a Sun of Dawn. If you want to try, I, the human race, will accompany you to the end. ]
[As for redeeming the tribesmen, although you are asking for a high price, but this matter... we agree! 】
[However, there is no trade in secret arts within the clan. Our human race has a long history and once ruled the ancient world. How can the number of secret arts left behind be comparable to that of other tribes affiliated with Yanyue, and is it worthy of exchanging one with us? 】
[This is a joke, thirty will be exchanged for one, otherwise it will not be exchanged!]
Hearing the eldest prince's words, the representatives of the Bai Ze and Si'e clans' auras rose one by one, and their eyes shone with coldness.
To them, agreeing to a truce was a gift. In fact, they were extremely dissatisfied with this in their hearts, but Yan Yue's order had to be obeyed.
Therefore, with this mentality, this negotiation will naturally not go smoothly, and it is inevitable to have such an arrogant attitude.
Even in their opinion, if Yan Yue had not stopped them and continued to fight, although it would be impossible to say that they would devour the human race, they could still at least cripple the human race by summoning several subordinate ethnic groups to send troops together.
Therefore, the kings of the Baize and Si'e clans had strong murderous intent in their eyes at this moment, while King Nuolan also had piercing eyes, refusing to give in at all.
Although she is a woman, she has an explosive personality and is even more bloodthirsty than an ordinary man.
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Especially when she leads troops to fight against foreigners, there must be no prisoners.
Because all the prisoners were ordered to be killed by her.
Even for the sake of victory, she had done things like massacre of foreign races several times. Even if her own subordinates had to sacrifice for the general victory, she did not hesitate.
Even if it is herself, she can sacrifice it if the general direction really requires it.
The title of King Nuolan is full of alien blood and madness.
[No need to talk nonsense, I have been struggling for more than a month, and I don’t have that much time. You should immediately give the order to restart the war. I have not finished the killing in this battle.]
King Nuolan spoke slowly, his voice was hoarse, and a sense of blood instantly filled the entire hall.
The two heavenly kings of Bai Ze and Si'e also stood up with fighting intent.
Seeing that things have reached this point again, the eldest prince has a headache. This is the fifth time this kind of scene has happened every day in more than a month.
And it looks like it's going to explode more and more each time.
Although he understood that it was impossible to continue the war, he was still worried about the possibility. After all, no one was 100% sure about this kind of thing.
Especially Yanyue Supervisor, one of the two clans, has never shown up in this month and a half except for his hurried appearance on the first day.
If this person had come forward, the negotiation would not have been like this. After all, that person represented Yan Yue, and the ceasefire order was issued by Yan Yue's three commanders.
[Why is this mortal couple like this? Is he hiding from Xu Qing? 】
The eldest prince was hesitant and did not know many details, so he was very confused about Fan Shishuang's behavior.
But now, seeing both sides getting angry, the eldest prince could only bite the bullet and try to soften things up as he had done several times before, and then end the day's negotiations.
But at this moment, a calm voice came faintly from the door of the Foreign Affairs Pavilion.
【What's the fuss about?】
As the voice entered the main hall, the human race's expression instantly showed surprise, and the eldest prince stood up suddenly and walked out quickly as if he was seeing the human emperor.
As for the monks from the Baize and Si'e tribes, they were completely opposite. Their expressions changed drastically in an instant.
Even the two heavenly kings were startled and looked towards the door quickly.
Under the eyes of everyone, a handsome figure wearing a green shirt, with long hair and a shawl, like a monk who was banished to an immortal, walked in with an indifferent expression in the light of the setting sun.
The sunlight formed a halo on his body, as if he was impressed by him and was willing to accompany him.
It was Xu Qing.
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The eldest prince quickly stepped in front of Xu Qing, bowed as a junior student.
【Meet the Grand Tutor.】
Other human monks also bowed.
【Meet King Zhencang.】
King Nulan also put away his murderous intention. Although his face was expressionless, he nodded towards Xu Qing.
Xu Qing nodded in response, and then glanced at the two tribes on the right.
The moment they looked at each other, the cultivators from the Baize and Si'e tribes were silent for a few breaths. As Xu Qing's eyes turned cold, they immediately left the table and knelt down to Xu Qing.
No matter what level of cultivation, even those two heavenly kings are no exception!
No matter how much they struggle in their hearts, how unwilling they are, or how low they roar, they still have to kneel down and worship.
Because, that is Da Xuantian!
【Meet Daxuantian!】
Da Xuantian, when the affiliated ethnic groups see him, they need to kneel down and worship!
Even if they are the kings of the two tribes, as long as they care about their tribe and respect Yan Yue Xuantian, then they must abide by these rules.
Yan Yue Xuantian's rules, breaking the rules, is more serious than death.
For a moment, the human race here looked at this scene, all moved, and their hearts were filled with shock, as if a huge wave had stirred up in the sky.
Although they knew the power of Da Xuantian, knowing it and seeing it with their own eyes were two completely different shocks. So how could they not be shocked after witnessing Xu Qing's status at this moment.
Even King Nuolan had a light in his eyes, and it was obvious that he was having troubles in his heart.
Xu Qing's eyes swept over the monks from the two clans affiliated with Yanyue, and finally landed on one of them, and spoke lightly.
[Where is Morshishuang?]
Through the imperial edict, he naturally knew who was the representative of Yanyue coming here this time.
[Reporting to Daxuantian, King Mortal is in retreat.]
The representative of the Baize tribe who was stared at by Xu Qing trembled in his heart. He had witnessed the battle between Xu Qing and Yan Xuanzi with his own eyes and knew Xu Qing's terror, so he had the courage to speak.
Xu Qing did not comment, walked towards the human race, and sat in the corner.
【You continue.】
After saying that, Xu Qing closed his eyes and was immersed in his own creation of the Yisen style. He seemed not interested in everything here.