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!"
…
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.
…
…
The sky has just dawned and the red sun has not yet risen, but Daxuan Capital is already bustling with activity.
Carriages of officials from all walks of life raced quickly on the capital streets, just to attend the court meeting on time.
As the war on the frontline becomes more urgent, everyone knows that Emperor Daxuan is not in a good mood right now.
And the news that Jiao Jianhou "Bo Qing" returned to Beijing yesterday added a bit of excitement to today's morning meeting.
Under this background, no official wants to delay the morning court, whether it is the first or second or third grade.
At the parliament meeting.
The newly arrived official wanted to go to the southeast and return to his previous position. But the next moment, he was directly grabbed by his old acquaintance and squeezed to the east.
"Don't go there, didn't you see Jiao Jianhou alone there?"
Words like this vaguely reached Hong Yuan's ears.
Hong Yuan's expression did not change, he stood proudly beside the red pillar, occupying the huge territory in the southeast alone, standing alone and arrogant, in sharp contrast to the other ministers.
It was not that he was overbearing, but that all the officials in the palace avoided him, which was why such a situation was created.
"This is the first time I have seen the legendary imperial assembly." Hong Yuan felt a little strange and felt the atmosphere seriously.
Half an hour later.
Emperor Daxuan arrived, and under his orders, officials gradually surrounded Hong Yuan.
Hong Yuan was not treated any differently——
The process went smoothly and there was no chaos.
Whenever someone reads Hong Yuan's book and Hong Yuan thinks that someone is going to target him, different officials will defend him.
The turn of events was beyond Hong Yuan's imagination.
He thought something special would happen today.
But as a result, others looked at him more and more.
"We have been apart for three days. We should treat each other with admiration. He is indeed a saint who is famous in the five major divine continents. He actually made me feel a little threatened. He has only been promoted to a saint for less than a hundred years..." Emperor Daxuan was assessing the chores.
, while looking at Hong Yuan with his peripheral vision.
"Jiaojianhou, Jiaojianhou, I hope you won't be involved with Ximei anymore. As long as you no longer help Ximei compete with me for the throne, one day when I ascend the throne, I will make you a king with a different surname!" Prince Tang Anshi's eyes
Glancing slightly, he looked sideways at Hong Yuan's blue-robed figure and thought to himself.
Phoenix Princess Tang Xi's jade hands in the wide white palace dress suddenly clenched tightly, as if thinking of a bright future, her eyes suddenly lit up for a moment:
"If you seek peace with peace, you will perish in peace. If you seek peace with struggle, you will survive in peace. I must gather all the forces I can to my side. Brother Bo Qing, please join me in creating a prosperous dynasty."
In this way, Hong Yuan passed the parliament meeting calmly.
The parliamentary session is over.
Hong Yuan followed several other princes and princes who were also going to fight, and rushed towards the front line.
…
ahead.
The military tent of the Daxuan Dynasty, where the saints held meetings.
They are all worried about General Bai Xiangxuan of Fengxi Sect and the Holy Formation of "Ancient Nian Beast and Time River".
"General Bai Xiangxuan's strength is top-notch, and he can even fight against seventh-level overhauls. In addition, with the blessing of the 'Ancient Nian Beast Year River' holy formation, and with the Tianhaiguan Pass guarded by him, we simply cannot conquer it. Unless, we take
We have to sacrifice our lives to forcefully break the formation." Marquis Muluan said seriously.
Marquis Langdao sighed softly: "I can fight against General Bai Xiangxuan, but you don't know how powerful the 'Ancient Nian Beast Year River' holy formation is. If you pass the sixth level, you will undoubtedly die, and no matter how many people you have, it will be useless. Zong
The Sect Alliance has shown its true skills."
"You still have the nerve to say that this is not all your problem. Who asked you to kill Qing Huo Pain!?" Upon hearing this, Marquis Yanyang suddenly became furious and furious.
"The sword has no eyes, can you blame me? You mean to let me die!" Langdaohou scolded him directly.
Seeing that another scolding scene was about to be staged, all the saints in the scene turned their heads. They looked at their noses with their eyes, and their noses and hearts, pretending not to see it.
Longevity Kung Fu, long life practice, Kung Fu is endless, but life is your own.
The matters of gambling on life should be left to the saints of the Daxuan royal family.
Coincidentally, Marquis Yanyang and Marquis Langdao are both saints of the royal family, and they shoulder the responsibility of leading the war situation.
Let them handle how to conquer the Tianhaiguan Pass guarded by General Bai Xiangxuan!
Two days later.
Hong Yuan Jian Shen and several other martial saints have arrived at the military camp, and the group of saints resumed their discussions.
In the large tent of the military camp, Hong Yuan was sitting in the lower left corner, sitting quietly and watching the saints directing the country and dividing the duties.
"Marquis Ming Yue, go and conquer the Shaheguan Pass guarded by the Fire Dragon Sect."
"Marquis Muluan, go and conquer the Yuyu Pass guarded by the Huangsha Sect."
"..."
Tasks were assigned one by one by Marquis Langdao, and the saints nodded.
When it was Hong Yuan's turn, Langdaohou suddenly paused for a moment, and then said slowly:
"I have always heard that Jiaojianhou Tianzong is a talented person with unparalleled talents. Not only did you enter the Donghuang Academy, but you also performed outstandingly in the war between the two clans. Your combat power is rare in the world, and you can be said to be invincible among people in the same realm. You are truly the emperor's
Capital..."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Listening to Langdao Hou constantly praising himself, Hong Yuan slowly placed his right hand on the hilt of the Tianhe Sword.
To act like this, you must be seeking something, and there are still many risks.
Could it be that he, Hong Yuan, was used as a spearman?
At this moment, towards Lang Dao Hou, Hong Yuan's murderous intent was building up in his heart, and his eyes were dark.
"The Holy One must have great expectations when he sends you here, and wants you to have the final say. In that case, Marquis Jiaojian, go and break through the Tianhai Pass guarded by the Fengxi Sect!" Marquis Langdao said with a smile.
Looking at Hong Yuan.
But all the saints in the field felt a chill.
This is a naked conspiracy, and it is clear that Hong Yuan's sword will be put at risk.
In everyone's opinion, Hong Yuan's sword is not easy to refuse.
Because Hong Yuan's sword body was indeed saved by the Great Xuan Dynasty, and he was also the genius of Donghuang Academy and the master of the Great Dream Seed, there was a high probability that he would be able to enter the Heavenly Palace.
As long as Hong Yuan Jian Shen has some ambition, he will not refuse this task, because that will make him bear the reputation of being "ungrateful" and "having no king and no father", which will hinder his future.
A few days ago, Hong Yuan might have felt a little embarrassed by Langdao Hou's suggestion.
Because he didn't want to let down the Fengxi Sect, not to mention that General Bai Xiangxuan was his master. However, at that time, he really coveted the position of leader of the human race.
It was only on the night when Qinghuo Martial Saint died that Hong Yuan suddenly realized:
"In the world of warriors, there is no need to be too elaborate."
Therefore, he decided that the sword should still follow the path of demons and give up the idea of becoming the leader of the human race.
But the sword body cannot become the leader of the human race, which does not mean that the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint has no chance to become the leader of the human race!
Therefore, now that he heard about Langdao Hou's malicious arrangements, Hong Yuan smiled, his smile as gentle as a spring breeze.
Clang!
The Tianhe sword was unsheathed boldly, pointing at Lang Daohou.
"Want me, Bo Qing, to die? Let me dream of your spring and autumn dreams!"
"Bo Qing..."
"If you have anything to say..."
"mix…"
The saints were horrified and quickly exited the military tent.
Langdao Hou was angered by Hong Yuan's attitude, but before he could react, a sword light powerful enough to shatter the stars struck, the divine sound was deafening, and the momentum was extraordinary.
"How is that possible!?" Langdaohou's pupils shrank suddenly, his limbs became cold, and a chill rushed from his spine into his mind.
Facing Hong Yuan's blow, Langdao Hou felt the breath of death. He roared crazily in his heart, but his body could not make any effective reaction at all.
Hong Yuan's move was fast, fast, fast, too fast!
Click——
A shattering sound sounded.
The holy weapon of Kuanglangdao on Langdaohou's waist shattered with a sound, turned into powder, and was concealed and swallowed by Tianhe Sword.
quiet.
Dead silence.
The saints looked at Hong Yuan blankly, and even Marquis Yanyang was startled by Hong Yuan.
"Humph, am I good with my sword?" Hong Yuan raised the corner of his mouth, unruly.
He waved the Tianhe Sword to make a sword flower, and said coldly: "If there is a next time, it will be hard to say. Remember, what I, Bo Qing, have to deal with is the Taoist Guanhai of Qinglu Taoist Temple!"
Hong Yuan looked around. The martial saints of the Daxuan Dynasty all turned their heads and turned their gazes. No one dared to face him.
It can only be said that at a time when the eighth-level saints were not willing to use it because of their respective backgrounds, Hong Yuan's swordsmanship was too advantageous and was enough to defeat the enemy beyond the level.
After a cold snort, Hong Yuan stepped lightly with his sword and left outside.
It was not long after he left that many people in the military camp began to criticize Hong Yuan's sword.
"The devil's thief, the devil's thief!"
"It's simply lawless and lawless!!"
"I told you that these demon cultivators cannot be trusted. Look, look!"
"..."
Langdaohou looked dull and did not interrupt the saints' rebuke of Hongyuan's sword.
He looked at his waist in disbelief. In the past, the sacred weapon he regarded as life, the Wild Wave Knife, had turned into powder in one fell swoop!?
This is a holy weapon!!!
"Bo Qing——" Langdaohou came back to his senses, his face was ferocious, his hands were clenched, his nails were deep into his hands, and blood was protruding.
At this moment, he felt resentful and afraid of Hong Yuan's sword.
He resented Hong Yuan Sword's wanton behavior and lawless demonic methods. However, he was afraid of Hong Yuan Sword's powerful strength and worried about suffering revenge from Hong Yuan Sword.
All the saints in the field had to admit that Hong Yuan's sword gave them a little bit of a demonic shock, and their behavior was too perverse!