Second Young Master Zhao kicked away the stinky corpse of the military household on the ground. He dragged his heavy body to the high platform in the middle of the Blood Dragon Valley: "Here you go, that book didn't lie to me!"
"What that guy said is true, he is not a demon!"
"I'm going to...I'm going to break through! Hahaha! I'm going to break through and let them see that Zhao Xiang's son is not a waste, I am a third-grade person!!"
Zhou Dagu leaned against the stone wall: "Could it be that there is really no hope!"
"It's really a short experience card, just one day?"
Zhou Wu held his hand: "It's okay! Don't be afraid!"
Zhou Dagu looked at this cheap old man. It felt strange and good to have someone waiting to die with him.
"Thank you, dad!" He said this sincerely.
Blood pythons circled on the ground. They opened their big mouths and devoured each other. They were connected head to tail, and countless blood pythons were connected together.
On the stone wall, the shadow of the blood dragon became brighter and brighter.
A hundred pythons swallow blood.
The blood python turns into a dragon.
Second Young Master Zhao pointed at the blood dragon on the wall: "Hurry! Hurry, I can't wait to break through!"
He shook his head and looked at the sky, where blood dragons were hovering.
The words on the white robe of the Second Young Master Zhao were swimming. He opened his arms and the words gathered on his sleeves.
A rip vulture actually appeared on him.
He killed his fellow tribesmen and fed them to the blood pythons.
He never thinks that he is a villain, who makes me a young master!
We are not the same people.
The sparrow knows the ambition of the swan!
Eagles chirp in the sky.
The blood dragon swayed, and there was blood everywhere on the ground and stone walls.
It raised its head and roared, roaring at the sky.
On the Liangjie Mountain, a long dragon roared.
This is the real purpose of the blood dragon. What it wants to eat is not human blood, but human luck.
What it wants is the hope of the human race that has been burning for thousands of years!
The blood dragon traps the dragon.
The vulture flies and bites the dragon, and its body grows bigger and bigger.
There is moderation and peace in the world. Yin and Yang change in this world. One is strong and the other is weak.
The dragon eagle pulled out the human destiny on the mountain twice, and the blood dragon was resentful and watched the human destiny bite.
The dragon's body is so vast that it cannot be fully released. If all human luck is released, the mountains in both realms will collapse.
Once the barrier between the monsters and the human race is lost, the tragedy of that year will come to the world again.
The vulture swooped down, holding the dragon scales in its mouth and swallowing them.
Second Young Master Zhao was ecstatic: "That's it, eat it! Eat it all!"
The giant dragon struggled, but could not turn over. It looked up to the sky and roared in pain.
Big win in the palace.
Directly opposite the palace gate is the Mingtang, where court affairs are discussed.
There is a towering pagoda to the east of Mingtang, which is called Paradise.
This is the place where Da Ying is enshrined. The souls of those who died thousands of years ago and some Confucian classics are enshrined here.
Three hundred years ago, eunuchs were in power.
The eunuch controlled the government and wanted to take the initiative to attack the demons and barbarians. The demons and barbarians actually broke through the Yumen Pass, stepped through the Liangjie Mountain, and entered the territory of Daying.
Three thousand demon barbarians passed through Xiang Province and headed straight for the capital.
The defenses in the city were empty, that is, in heaven, Yu Shaobao had an epiphany, burned his own essence and blood, and stationed himself in the invincible city at the third level, guarding the city for three days, waiting for the reinforcements of the human race.
From then on, heaven became a symbolic place for the faith of the entire Da Ying human race.
There is a big bell stored here and in the Confucian Temple in Beijing.
However, the bell of the Confucian Temple rings because of cultural context.
The bells of heaven toll for the consolation of a great victory!
On weekdays, there are no sacrifices and there are no officials here at all, but today the entire first floor of the paradise was filled with people.
The little emperor, who had just turned twelve, was sitting in the main seat, and standing next to him was his adoptive mother, the Queen Mother.
The handsome civil servant is on the left, he is Prime Minister Zhao.
Diagonally opposite him was a white-bearded general in armor.
In front of them was a younger man. The man had a handsome appearance and looked somewhat similar to the Queen Mother.
The man held up his hands and said: "The Queen Mother, Your Majesty, distinguished ministers, the bells in heaven are ringing today. There must be something wrong with the Great Wall of Shanmo, Liangjie!"
The general raised his hand and said: "Your Majesty, Queen Mother, everyone, since there is a strange movement of demons and barbarians in the Liangjie Mountains, we should send troops there. Although I am old, I can still eat two buckets of food in one meal. I am willing to conquer the Liangjie Mountains again! "
Zhao Xiang shook his head: "I don't think so. Da Sheng finally got the peace. How many years have we been stable?"
"Just because of speculation about the unusual movement in the mountains of the two realms, are we going to send troops?"
The general raised his eyes and said with his nose: "Humph, you civil servants can only dictate military affairs. When did the expedition to the Two Boundary Mountains stop!"
Prime Minister Zhao shook his head: "It is precisely because of this that we should be more prudent and not add to the suffering of war for the people. Sir, what do you think if you have been silent all this time?"
The young man standing in the middle shook his head: "I'm just a doctor at Yushitai. I'm good at hearing about things and offering sacrifices to ancestors. But I don't know much about this kind of thing! It's up to the Queen Mother to make the final decision!"
"Hahaha! Mr. Yu is so humble. Who doesn't know that the late emperor trusted the Yu family the most during his lifetime? I remember that the late emperor had a lantern holder in his hand, not yours!"
Mr. Yu nodded: "If you tell me, I won't hide it, but the people below really don't know what's going on. There is one thing. A few days ago, your second son may have gone to Liangjie Mountain!"
"Hahaha, impossible, absolutely impossible!" The general laughed loudly: "The second son of Xiang Zhao's family is a rare genius. He definitely couldn't have done this!"
Prime Minister Zhao snorted coldly: "Since there is no other way, Your Majesty, why not just stand still and wait?"
The little emperor poked his head out from the curtain: "You all listen to your father-in-law!"
"Alas!" A long sigh sounded from behind the little emperor.
Just as the heaven became quiet, a bell rang on the sixth floor once again causing everyone present to look up.
The general raised his head in horror: "Two blasts? How is this possible? According to legend, when Yu Shao was guarding the city, there were only two blasts!"
People looked at each other and had something to say, but no one dared to say it.
After all, this is a sign of national destruction.
On the Two Boundary Mountains.
The world changes again, the blood dragons scatter, and there are countless blood pythons.
The vulture was hit by the dragon's body, and some of its feathers fell down. The black feathers turned into countless small sparrows.
Pythons circle around each other, and giant dragons roar.
The Daying human race only felt that the sky was dim, and their hearts were panicked, as if it was the end of the year.
Golden light appears on the python's body, and the scales on the dragon's belly dim.
"A python swallows a dragon?"
Zhou Dagu looked at the blood stained on his palms: "Maybe I still have a chance!"
"The blood python becomes a dragon, and the sparrow becomes an eagle!" Zhou Dagu pointed at Mr. Zhao: "He wants to break through the realm with the help of dragon energy!"
He lowered his head and saw himself through the sword on the ground: "What about me?"
"Why can't I? You are a human and so am I. You are a scholar and so am I!"
The dragon struggled, and a scale fell in front of Zhou Dagu. He seemed to see an old man through the scales.
An old man with white hair and a childlike face, and an old man with a pale complexion.
Monsters are rampant and humans are sheep.
A python swallows a dragon and wants the luck of the cannibals?
On the Liangjie Mountain, the mountains shook, and there were countless cracks circling around. A big tree took root in the cracks, and its roots were exposed.
The remaining flowers fell to the ground and the white birds flew.
Second Young Master Zhao looked at the sky and laughed: "That's it, I feel like... I'm really going to break through?"
He unbuttoned his shirt, exposing his chest, and the treasure hidden in his sleeves fell to the ground.
He didn't care at all. He watched the scales of talent appear on his body, and the restrictions in his existence and mind became thin and transparent at this moment.
Strong winds blew on the two boundary mountains, and dark clouds hovered in the sky, covering the sun.
Outside the Blood Dragon Valley.
Ah San sat dumbly on the ground: "Mom! Is this world about to end?"
In the Blood Dragon Valley.
Zhou Wu held Zhou Dagu's arm and looked at the vision of heaven and earth in horror: "Dad is here, it's okay! It's okay, baby!"
The wind blew everything, including the sleeves of the corpse, the tassels of the sword, the books falling on the ground, and Zhou Dagu's eyes.
Without blinking, he looked at the scales in front of him and at the book that was turning in the distance.
A strange old man appeared in his mind. His white hair seemed to be blown by the wind, and he pointed into the distance.
Zhou Dagu was confused.
The strong wind is still blowing, and the sky and the earth are getting darker and darker.
Is it a coincidence or fate?
A writing brush flew in mid-air and was inserted into Zhou Dagu's chest.
The book that fell on the ground also flew in front of him, and the spring breeze flipped through the book.
"This is?" Zhou Dagu was confused. This is not a book, but a letter home written by him?
He raised his head, looked at the world, and remembered a sentence.
In this world, literary talents are swords and guns, literary spirit is power, poetry can kill enemies, and scriptures can govern a country.
Zhou Dagu reached out, held the pen on his chest, and picked up the book on the ground. The last page of the book was still blank because he didn't write it himself.
Now……
The blood python belongs to the dragon, and the sparrow belongs to the vulture.
The blood dragon stared at the giant dragon, revealing its larger fangs.
The vulture is three feet long and soars into the sky.
The wind stopped for a moment.
Zhou Dagu lowered his head, and the dragon scales beside him turned into golden ink, and the ink dripped from his pen.
In the valley, the second scholar started writing!
