Sword comes

(I really like the current atmosphere of book reviews and discussions. I really like it, not to be polite, but I hope that each other can talk about their own reasons and discuss things as they are. Of course, it is also okay to scold the author along the way. Then there is the reminder The reminder joke is really an unintentional move. You can make fun of it, but don’t take it seriously. I am very serious about this. Everyone is welcome to remind you every day. There is pressure to be motivated. Finally, someone proposed to build a fierce building. I I think it's very good, the group number is 22221655. Finally, there is another chapter today, but I regret choosing this chapter name...)

Juzi Luan glanced at an old man with a high crown standing across from Emperor Dali, who immediately stood up and began to use the Lu family's yin and yang magic powers to cover the sky and the earth, making it harder for people to look at the place with their minds or magic tricks scout.

Juzi Luan was so talented that he couldn't stop talking, "This catastrophe is most likely caused by the 'Biejia' secretly, and at least it is contributing to the flames. Maybe A Liang's appearance is such a coincidence that someone secretly passed on the news Well, not long after Qi Jingchun's death, Ah Liang went to Dali. Among the hundreds of schools, there must be some people who don't want the Mohist family behind me, Luan Changye, and the Yinyang family represented by the Lu family to go smoothly. Help Dali annex the entire East Aquarius Continent!"

Emperor Dali let go of his fists, rubbed his cheeks, his face was cold, and said with a sneer: "It's such a great conflict that hasn't been seen in a thousand years, a chaotic world!"

Juzi Luan reminded softly: "This is the end, don't be discouraged."

The man in Gunfu smiled when he heard the words, shook his head and said, "No, I won't! It doesn't matter if it's ten years or 15 years, there are many things that can be done! Recall that I, the emperors of Dali, lived in this Aquarius Continent. The humiliation I suffered, my internal injury, is nothing."

He said it lightly, the man swallowed the blood rushing to his throat, lowered his head and rubbed his neck with his fingers, revealing a look of ferocity and remorse, but the ferocious look on his face lingered for a long time, and the remorse quickly dissipated Exhausted.In the end, there was still only helplessness left.

It turned out that before the ascension, the man used a supreme secret technique to quietly interrupt the pulse of the Emperor Dali, causing his Longevity Bridge to completely collapse. The original tenth-floor monk, who was full of vitality, is now so weak. Heinous.

Not only that, Bai Yujing still exists, but half of the twelve flying swords have been destroyed, and the other six are also missing.

To put it simply, it is Bai Yujing, who has infinite killing power, and there is only an empty shell left, reduced to an embroidered pillow, which can scare people, but wanting to kill monks in the upper five realms is just a dream.

Song Jixin, who had lost his temper before, came to the three of them and regained his composure, but he still asked: "Juzi Luan, Mr. Lu, can you tell me what's going on? Why can't I perceive any flying sword?"

On the twelfth floor of Baiyujing, there are twelve flying swords.

Incense, pillars, Zhenyue, mountains and seas, peach branches, thunder sky, purple electricity, scriptures, Sanskrit sounds, awe-inspiring energy, red makeup, cloud patterns.

The twelve flying swords, forged with all the effort of half the country, are all veritable weapons of the Great Li Dynasty.

Among them, the six flying swords, including the incense, have been destroyed together with the golden bodies of the six Dali Zhengshen.

But it stands to reason that the other six gods of mountains and rivers who gave way to the road did not participate in resisting the enemy at all. Even if Feijian hadn't returned to the capital, Baiyujing, there was absolutely no way he would never hear from him again, just like a kite with a broken string. Let the prince Song Jixin, who is the co-lord of the Twelve Swords, lose his mind and heart.

Juzi Luan looked back at the lonely high-rise building in Baiyujing, turned his head again, sighed heavily, and told the truth: "The six flying swords have been snatched away by the guy on the way to the ascension, although they were not taken to the sky. , but it should have been left by him in some unknown place. For the time being, it will definitely not be found, and even if it is found, it is hard to say whether it can be used for us again. "

After all, Song Jixin was just a young boy, who suddenly became the prince of one of the best dynasties in Dongbao Pingzhou from an illegitimate child in Niping Lane overnight. Nodding in approval, I finally feel that I can be elated, and I can stand upright and talk in front of that bastard man. I never thought that in the end, it was just a bamboo basket to fetch water in vain?

So after hearing the bad news, the young man burst into tears, bit his lips tightly, and there were still some blood stains on his face that could not be wiped clean.

Juzi Luan didn't know how to persuade and appease the young man.

In fact, this old man with a rough life experience is also a little bit like a lifetime away, I can't believe it.

The Mo family, together with the lineage of Rangers, has always abided by the ancestral precepts of the first sage giant, which includes supporting the weak and the weak country, and not being bullied by the strong.

But when he came to Luan Changye, he read the official histories and unofficial histories of various dynasties and dynasties, traveled through countless mountains and rivers, saw and heard with his own eyes, and finally came to a conclusion that blindly supporting the weak and mending them was of no avail.In a hundred years of troubled times, the lords competed for the throne, and the powerful dynasty that supported the weak country against the overlord, in the end, far more people died than the casualties of the strong dynasty's dominance of the country.

Therefore, Luan Changye needs to find a suitable dynasty, a suitable monarch, to display his ambitions.

In the end, he found Song Zhengchun, Emperor of Dali, and he was not disappointed. Even if it was the encirclement and suppression of A Liang, Dali's powerful country suffered heavy losses, but Luan Changye never felt that this matter itself was wrong. The mistake is that people's calculations are not as good as "God's calculations".Competing with some behind-the-scenes bosses, even Luan Changye would consider himself inferior, but he decided to bet, put all his eggs in one basket, and win an unstoppable world trend!

Emperor Dali smiled and said: "You two, can you go and see if there is any mistake in Bai Yujing? If that guy still has a backhand, then I really want to kill him head-on. Just let me and Song Let's get along alone for a while, but it's agreed in advance that the two of you must make sure not to eavesdrop, and our father and son will talk about our own words next, please be considerate."

The two old people got up quickly, one said with a smile that they would not, and the other said that they dare not.

Emperor Dali looked up at the stubborn young man, patted the steps beside him, then quietly crushed the jade pendant hanging around his waist, and said in a deep voice, "Sit down and say, from now on I am your father Song Zhengchun." , you are my son Song Mu... I'd better call you Song Jixin. The torch is passed on from generation to generation and collected bit by bit, which is a good sign. Song Yuzhang took a lot of thought into choosing a vulgar name."

The young man sat obediently beside the man.

Emperor Dali first said with emotion, "I have to say, Da Sui Gao's luck is really good. And your kid's crow's mouth is really stinky."

When the two were alone together, the boy felt a little uneasy.

Even though he was not afraid of this man on the surface, Song Jixin could really feel the man's control over the Dali Dynasty from the attitudes of his uncle Song Changjing, his maid Zhigui, and the two old gentlemen.That kind of magnanimity and looseness that only seems to be just, is actually full of self-confidence that is almost conceited in his bones, a bit like the attitude of that swordsman named A Liang towards this East Aquarius Continent and the whole world.

The man smiled and said: "The remaining six flying swords that left the building and left the city, since they haven't returned, they're all gone. If they're gone, they're gone. The sky won't fall."

Song Jixin burst into an unknown fire, "It's gone if it's gone?! How can you say it so lightly! Both Juzi Luan and Mr. Lu have explained to me that these twelve flying swords mean that Dali is The direction of the entire structure of Aquarius Continent is self-evident..."

It's just that the boy didn't dare to continue talking soon.

And Song Jixin soon came to his senses, the creator of Bai Yujing and Feijian was not himself, but the man who "resigned to his fate" beside him.

The man looked at the roof of a large hall in the distance, and there were squatting beasts lined up one by one. He said softly: "For the monarch of a country, don't be afraid of huge troubles. Once troubles arise, as long as they can be resolved, it means that you and your family will be together." The dynasty has become stronger. If you can't solve it, it means that your ability to govern the country is not enough."

"It's a pity that Da Li and I couldn't cross such a big threshold that caught people off guard. But I don't regret it. This sentence is true, I won't lie to you."

Song Jixin couldn't figure it out even after being beaten to death, and asked, "Why?"

The man's eyes were sharp, without the slightest helplessness and discouragement before, and he pointed to the roof of the hall, "Because this proves that the Dali national policy that I single-handedly established is correct!"

"The people on the mountain, practicing Qi and cultivating the Tao, no matter good or evil, need to be locked in a cage! They are immortals seeking longevity, and Dali will never interfere, even willing to help a little bit, happy to see it succeed. The bottom line is that at least those people should be allowed to act within certain rules. They cannot do whatever they want, and they cannot easily move mountains and rivers in the secular dynasty just based on their personal preferences. What is tragic is that it is those unarmed dynasty people who want to make all the secular people in my Dali jurisdiction pay homage to the gods not only out of fear. Even if it is a common people living at the bottom, if I died innocently because of a fight between the gods, at that time, I, Dali, must have the confidence and ability to seek justice for the common people who are like ants in the eyes of the gods!"

Song Jixin was so shocked that he opened his mouth wide, unable to utter a word.

The man stretched out two fingers, almost sticking together, and said with a smile: "Now the justice that I Dali can get back is very small, just that big. But compared to other dynasties in Dongbaopingzhou, those who gave to the gods on the mountain The dynastic country where they serve as slaves is already a world of difference."

The man flicked his wrist casually, finally clenched his fist, and raised it high against the roof, as if he was demonstrating to someone, "I sincerely hope that Dali in the future can get back the justice, it can be so big, or even bigger Big!"

Song Jixin has become a little numb.

It's just that for the first time, the boy felt that the man beside him had become full of flesh and blood, and was no longer a rigid existence similar to that dragon chair and dragon robe.

The man in the uniform turned his head and asked, "You know that Ah Liang, which sentence makes me the most angry?"

Song Jixin plucked up his courage and said, "That person told you to kowtow to admit your mistake?"

The man laughed loudly, shook his head and said, "As the master of Dali River and Mountain, I can die standing up, and I will never live on my knees. If I can't do this, Dali still wants to go south and swallow this Aquarius Island." ?If people deceive themselves, then the sky will deceive them. If people are self-improving, then the sky will give them. You should remember this sentence. Then there are those gods who keep saying that Aquarius Island is the smallest continent in the world, but you really know How big is a continent? Go and read any history book in this world, who has become the complete co-owner of a continent?"

Song Jixin's face was determined, he nodded and said: "A man's self-improvement is bestowed by God, I will remember."

The man said sadly: "What really made me angry was that he said that there is no one in Dali who can fight. There is no one. I sneaked and walked step by step to the position of the tenth realm of Qi practitioners. In this Dongbao bottle Zhou, is already quite remarkable. Your uncle Song Changjing is even an exaggerated martial artist of the ten realms, so what happened? In the eyes of others, he still belongs to the category of 'can't fight'. But fortune and misfortune depend on each other. One of the reasons for surviving..."

"If I am in the twelfth realm today, if that guy thinks he has the strength to fight, I'm afraid he will be killed with a single blow."

The man laughed out loud for no reason, but it gave people a feeling of being a hero.

Which pot of Song Jixin does not open and which pot is lifted, "One knife?"

The man nodded and said: "I'm sure, it's just a matter of one knife. That guy is a swordsman at the peak of the thirteenth realm, swordsman. That's why he is so unreasonable."

Song Jixin's face was full of confusion, and he swallowed it when he opened his mouth several times, as if he had a heart-scratching problem, but it was inconvenient to spit it out quickly.

The man leaned back, put his elbows on the ground, and looked at the sky idlely in this posture, "Do you want to ask why you didn't kill us, and then fly to that other place where the dead don't know where?"

Song Jixin wiped his cheeks hard with the back of his hand, and hummed.

The man said calmly: "Before I tell you the answer, let me tell you a piece of unfortunate news. It is rumored that the big shot after breaking the thirteenth realm can come down again and return to our world. Although the number of times is extremely rare, after all, there are There are precedents, all schools of thought, thousands of years of wealthy families, for some purpose, deliberately choose to keep it secret."

Song Jixin was quick-witted and his face was shocked.

The man sighed and said: "So the road we Dali chose is still very long, and there is a long way to go. Don't be discouraged."

The man finally pointed to a certain place in Miyagi, and said with a smile: "There is a boy who was trained by his mother. He was unwilling to go to the cliff academy to study in his early years. As for me, I don't bother to care about it. This little guy has a very temperament. Interesting, if there is a dog on the side of the road trying to bite, regardless of whether it is injured or not, the boy will definitely kill the dog and eat the stew, and maybe find the dog's seven aunts and eight aunts together. It would be fun to kill them all, what about you? Song Jixin?"

Song Jixin said without hesitation: "It's the same!"

The man nodded, "I used to be like this when I was young. After sitting in the dragon chair, my temper changed a little. Because one day, I suddenly felt a little bored."

The man turned his head and said with a smile: "But when I was young, it was a good thing to have such a temper and personality. I am determined to forge ahead and show my sharpness. People respect me a foot, and I respect others. People bully me for a while, and I bully others for the rest of my life. in this way!"

Song Jixin said softly: "I thought you would be disappointed."

The man patted him on the shoulder, "Don't be disappointed, if you are young and haven't learned any real skills, you have already learned to observe my words and demeanor, and you can use the set of temple officials to try to figure out the emperor's heart, and you can still enjoy it." It's called the Dragon Slaying Technique, and I will be really disappointed."

Song Jixin leaned forward, resting his hands on his knees and resting his chin on the back of his hands, "But I know someone who might make a different choice."

The man sat up straight and put his hand on the boy's head, "Trust my eyes, that guy can hold grudges better than anyone else. He just suffered too much from eating, and he knows how to bear it at a young age. This kind of person has become The enemy is the real confidant's trouble. That's why I chose to turn a blind eye to Lubo Pavilion's interception and killing."

"But don't worry, he never regarded you as an enemy. Especially after you did those two seemingly boring little things with your heart, he won't."

Song Jixin blushed.

The man in Gunfu said again: "But when you become the emperor of Dali one day, it will be hard to say."

"While the talent is soaring, he will definitely not return to the human world for the time being. Let's do our best to get rid of the root cause and get rid of this 'what if' early."

After Song Jixin came up with this idea, he was a little annoyed as soon as he said it, and he denied himself, muttering: "No, if that person comes back later, Dali will really perish."

The man was overjoyed, and said relievedly: "Do you think this problem is unsolvable? It doesn't matter, it's because your Song Jixin's position is not high enough."

Song Jixin was a little discouraged, so he could only comfort himself silently in his heart.

The man smiled and said, "In this life, one or two friends and foes are needed to be interesting. I have had it since I was very young, and so have you."

After a moment of silence, Song Jixin said in confusion, "You haven't given the answer yet."

"I think about it slowly. I'm not so good-tempered that I was beaten half to death, and I like to expose my scars. By the way, becoming the master of Bai Yujing has only benefits and no disadvantages. I lied to you about this matter." Your mother. I believe that after losing Feijian's control, you will know that I didn't lie to you. As for the meaning of this, you should think about it yourself and think about everything, it is always good."

The man who leaked the secret had just lifted his buttocks and was about to get up and leave, when he sat back suddenly, picked up the boy's palm, and said with a smile: "Come to show you palmistry, I know some fur, I didn't have a chance to use it before, today I will take it." Come and try your hand."

The young man handed it over ignorantly.

While observing the palm lines of the young man, the man casually said: "After ten or fifteen years, you can still be close to your uncle Song Changjing, but you must never rely on it. As for the solicitation, let this martial arts genius know how to deal with it." You, a junior, are sincerely convinced, so forget it. My younger brother, I don’t even bother to hide his ambition, even my elder brother who has dominated him since he was a child, never dared to put on an attitude of taming the beast."

"No matter who you hate, before you really grow up, you can think of revenge in your heart, but never take it lightly."

"But don't hold grudges against your uncle just because of my few words. He is indeed a true hero, otherwise he wouldn't be able to say the truth of 'I am the only hero in the world'. So in the future, as long as you have If you are stronger than him, he might recognize you."

After a while, Emperor Dali smiled and got up and left.

The boy clenched his fists and continued to lie on his knees.

The man said some polite words that he didn't understand, but during this period, the man quietly wrote four words in his palm.

life.three.

Be careful.

Song Jixin suddenly raised his head, and shouted at the back of the striding away: "Father!"

The man turned around and looked at the boy with a smile. His expression didn't look like an emperor at all, just looking at the boy like that.

And this man's real ambition is to talk to all the gods on the mountain and the rules of the mountain below. His whole life's painstaking efforts seem to have been put into flow, and there is no sound.

Song Jixin stood up, his eyes were moist, his lips were bitten bloodshot, and the boy was about to speak.

The man had already turned around, with a warm voice, and said two irrelevant words: "A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. From now on, you must eat three meals on time."

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An old scholar who walked out of Qidun Mountain in a long way, finally reached the foot of the mountain, helped his luggage behind him, held his waist and lamented: "My old waist and bones, I have suffered, I have suffered."