After Zhang Yu left Wenqi Square, he first went to Xuanfu to obtain the secret instructions, and then returned to his residence in the academy.
After entering the door, he glanced at the high basket above. Mr. Miaodan was still sleeping, and only the spiritual light on his body was floating there like smart smoke.
Once a spiritual creature falls asleep, it is normal for it to last for a year and a half, but this is also a necessary process for its growth.
He went to the back room to wash up, then changed into a robe, came to the quiet room and sat down, then opened the jade box he got back, took out the jade slips placed inside one by one, and then pressed it between his eyebrows.
superior.
After accepting everything inside, he had a little idea.
The main reason why he asked Xiang Chun to go out to practice was that he gained a lot this time. He gained a lot of divine energy from the statue, which was enough for him to cultivate the seal of the true embryo to the top.
As for the next step, you can try to break through that layer of restraint and then read the second chapter.
As the turbid tide continued to recede, he felt that the conflicts that had been covered up in the Protectorate in the past might no longer be covered up, and the most intense collision was likely to come.
In such a situation, if he does not have enough ability to protect himself, he is likely to be swallowed up by the vortex that is about to stir up.
Although Xiang Chun showed enough affinity and kindness to him this time, and even passed down the secret rules and regulations, he knew very well that Xuanfu's attitude towards him had not changed much. The most direct evidence is,
It was Xiang Chun who didn't take him to meet Xuanshou.
Obviously, Xuanfu's schizophrenia has not improved, it is still the same as before.
It was not difficult for him to imagine that Xuanfu must have taken advantage of this incident to find ways to suppress the Divine Lieutenant Army and prevent them from breaking free. As a Xuanxiu who killed the God of Plague, he would probably become the focus of everyone's attention in Ruiguang City.
Rather than being disturbed here, it would be better to leave early and go out to complete the most critical step.
In order to ensure this practice, he planned to go to Mount Kiglis again and use the remaining divine energy there as much as possible.
When he was packing his things at his residence and preparing to leave, a letter came from outside. It was Yang Ying who wanted to invite him, this gentleman, to sit in his mansion in the name of his student.
Zhang Yu thought for a while and realized that Yang Ying probably didn't think of this by herself.
It should be that he killed the God of Plague and was Yang Ying's husband, so the capital took the initiative to invite him to show his closeness. In fact, the person who arranged this matter probably also wanted to bring the two parties closer to each other.
He thought about it for a moment and decided to accept the invitation.
At the appointed time the next day, he was escorted by a special carriage to the capital.
Yang Ying had been waiting in front of the door for a long time. When she saw him arriving, she said happily: "Sir, you are here."
Zhang Yu clasped his hands together and said: "Yang Weiwei."
Yang Ying also quickly returned the gift, and then said: "Sir, let's go into the house to talk."
Zhang Yu nodded.
Yang Ying led the way, and the two of them quickly arrived at the garden.
It was also the first time for Zhang Yu to come here. Most of the buildings in the capital were built with wood and stone, and were a fusion of several styles. They had the grandeur of Tianxia and the solemn mystery of ancient civilization.
Then he looked at the rear of the Duhu Mansion. There stood a high platform, towering majestically above the other halls, very eye-catching. This was the Wangxia Platform.
It is said that as long as the fire here is ignited, the beacon on the Goddess Peak will light up, and Tianxia mainland can see it.
Many people can't forget the beacon tower they want to push to, but in fact, they are mainly talking about this place.
Seeing him looking there, Yang Ying said a little depressed: "That's Wangxia Terrace. When I was a child, my brother and I wanted to go there, but my father never let us go. My brother also didn't let me go when he became the Imperial Guard.
They even sealed the place."
Zhang Yu nodded. He could understand that this place really challenged some people's nerves. I am afraid that the two guardians sealed the place in order to avoid unnecessary conflicts.
After walking for a while, the two came to the back garden, where brocade flowers were flourishing, colorful and gorgeous. Just like the surface of the Duhu Mansion, it was still a glorious and prosperous scene.
At this moment, Zhang Yu could feel that in a flower building in the garden, there was a child hiding behind the door and watching them. With a sudden change of mind, he guessed the identity of the other person, but he did not reveal it.
He didn't stay here long, he had one afternoon tea and then left.
After he left, the child came out. His little face was full of admiration and said: "Sister, is that Mr. Zhang? I heard that Mr. Zhang killed the supernatural god who killed Mr. Wang and Mr. Guo.
Brought it back."
Yang Ying said proudly: "It's awesome."
The little boy nodded and said, "I heard that the body of the alien god is still in the square. I really want to take a look."
Yang Ying wanted to say, "I'll take you to see it." But as soon as the words came to her lips, she held back.
After leading the troops on the battlefield, she felt that many of the things she had done in the heat of the moment were inappropriate, so she just covered the child's head with her hand and said, "Be good."
The child thought for a while and said seriously: "Sister, I would like to ask Mr. Zhang to be my teacher."
Yang Ying hesitated for a moment. She couldn't come up with a good idea on this matter. She said, "I'll ask my uncle when I have time."
Yan's Manor is located on Yanqiu, twenty miles north of Ruiguang City. It has internal and external stone walls and is heavily guarded by soldiers of the Shenwei Army all year round.
Yan Xulun had already received his reward, knowing that Zhang Yu was back, and what he brought back was not only the strange god who committed the crime that day, but also the news that the god of plague had been eliminated.
In fact, the latter news is even more shocking.
And as this incident spread, Xuanfu's action this time seemed to be a very clever strategy.
First, they concentrated all their efforts to encircle and suppress the plague gods, driving them to an altar. After exhausting most of the enemy's power, they forced their divine power to transfer, and completed the final blow at the southern altar.
And with the removal of the biggest threat to the northern granary, the previous adverse effects on Xuanfu have been eliminated, and in the eyes of some radicals, compared with the results obtained this time, the sacrifices of these officials in the capital are undoubtedly worth it.
The reputation of Xuanfu is now on the rise.
Under normal circumstances, it seems inappropriate for the Shenwei Army to have any conflict with Xuanfu at this time, and they can only continue to wait for opportunities.
But a change in the past few days forced him to change his mind.
The tide is receding.
He had to wonder, with Xuanfu gaining power and the tide of turmoil receding, would they take advantage of this situation to incite the capital and ask the Protectorate to light a beacon and regain contact with Tianxia?
Thinking of this, he felt a deep sense of fear in his heart. Although many people believed that Tianxia, like the powerful civilizations of previous eras, had also perished under the turbid tide, but what if?
What if Tianxia still exists?
When the beacon is lit, it will be the end of the Shenwei Army.
Therefore, the Shenwei Army must stand up again at this time!
Although the Shenwei Army cannot release all their restraints now, there is still no problem in trying to have limited activities.
He thought in his mind: "There is also that matter, we must try to speed it up, and we can't delay it any longer no matter what."
At this time, a servant came in from outside, came to his side, and said: "Master Lieutenant, I just received the news that Zhang Yu has left the city again."
Yan Xulun's eyes were deep. The last time he did not choose to attack Zhang Yu, he turned the tables on Xuanfu. This made him realize that if Zhang Yu was not dealt with, he might bring more trouble to himself and the Shenwei Army.
Big trouble.
This is no longer just a personal grudge. It is almost impossible to stop Zhang Yu from becoming a "scholar" after his meritorious service this time. Moreover, with his attitude, it will definitely be detrimental to the Shenwei Army.
Thinking of this, he had already made up his mind.
He said: "Go and invite An Ermotai."
The assistant cheered up and said: "Yes!"
Not long after, a steady and powerful footsteps came from outside. What's amazing is that anyone present can feel the confident and determined heart of the owner of the footsteps just by listening to that sound.
Yan Xulun turned around and said, "Aner Motai, you are here."
The handsome man who walked in from the outside was wearing a divine military robe. He was more than a head taller than an ordinary person, with a sculpture-like handsome face, and the proportions of his facial features and body shape were almost perfect.
Anyone who sees him will think that all the beauty in the world is concentrated in him. If human beings are compared to the masterpieces of gods, then no one who sees him will object to this statement.
He is An'er Motai, whose name is Ning Kunlun in Tianxia, and one of the four great military commanders of the Shenwei Army.
He was the first Anren Marquis, the youngest among the four major Marquises, and the only one who defeated the former Marquis in a fair duel and then ascended to this position.
Yan Xulun looked at him with eyes full of admiration and joy, and he said: "Aner Motai, do you still remember the origin of our Anren?"
An Ermotai's eyes showed yearning and longing, and he said with a slightly praising tone: "Of course I remember!
We, Anren, were once the masters of the world!
We Anren are direct descendants of the Sun God!
We An people once established a glorious and great civilization on this continent, which is greater than any known country!"
At this point, his voice turned heavy again, "However, the conspiracy of the gods and the betrayal of the servants caused us Anren to fall from the sky to the mortal world, and the Tianxia people took this opportunity to take away our precious treasures."
Knowledge has taken away our land and our wealth. Now they are telling us that the An people are a backward ethnic group and barbaric natives. They want to cover up this truth forever and occupy everything that originally belongs to us with good intentions.
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"Yes, yes," Yan Xulun also sighed heavily, "Now, the Tianxia people want to enslave us forever, but we will not stay tied up. For this concept, I need you to do one thing
, can you do it to deal with a person?"
An'ermotai said firmly: "In order to fulfill the ideal in my heart and to allow our people to return to the sky, I am willing to do anything for it!"
Yan Xulun walked up and whispered a name in his ear, then raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, saying: "Go, I hope you can remember your identity, and come back after doing this."
Let’s accomplish our common ideal together!”
After Zhang Yu left Ruiguang City, he entered Anshan from the boundless wilderness in the east. It took him ten days to enter the depths of the mountain plain.
When passing the geothermal hot springs, he stopped here for a while to recover, and then continued on his journey. It didn't take long before he came back to the sacred ruins under the Mount Qiglis.
Nothing has changed here since the last time he left. The everlasting figure of Goddess Peak still stands there alone, as if time has condensed here.
He entered the Shenxu, walked to the mound and stood still, then took out the forbidden gold, pulled out the chain, and threw it in. Although it was difficult for him to absorb the weak source energy below, this gold
Rings do.
After doing this, he sat down here, breathing in and out, and making final adjustments to break that layer of restraint.
