Chapter 35: The Emperor of Han Dynasty

Style: Fantasy Author: ten walksWords: 3041Update Time: 24/01/12 04:24:39
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As calm as before, nothing seemed to be able to shake the middle-aged deacon's mind.

"coming."

Su Qinian responded, no matter how calm he was, he was not calm at the moment.

He had too many profound impressions in this valley, and the turning point of all his life trajectories was right in front of this vast blue lake.

A bamboo building, two ever-burning lamps, and a Taoist priest who likes to read at night.

"I'm going to Beijing."

Su Qinian was a little surprised until he blurted out the words. He didn't understand why he said it suddenly, but he said it anyway.

"Are you going to Beijing? Where are you going?"

Even if he asked, Taoist Jingdu would be calmer than the waveless lake in early summer.

"Taoist academy." Su Qinian said.

"Taoist temple, I've heard of it, it should be a good place." Taoist Jingdu nodded, "How long will it take to go to Chang'an?"

Su Qinian shook his head and said, "I don't know."

He really didn't know, he didn't know how long he would stay, one month, two months, half a year, one year, or until the end of the five-year period, until that day...

"Go." Jingdu Taoist said, waving his hand, "It's getting late. It's too late to rest at sunset."

After a while, Su Qinian turned around and left. After all, he couldn't hold back and used his spiritual body to look at Taoist Jingdu.

It was a blazing ocean that seemed wider than the sky.

After leaving Xiaoyao Valley, Su Qinian did not return to Qingyang Peak, but went directly down the mountain. He walked quietly. He was not used to separation.

This time I am on my way to the capital Chang'an alone. There will be killings and disasters along the way.



This is a large city, square and square, with walls hundreds of feet high.

There is another city within the walls. It's called the Forbidden City, and it's locked deep inside the palace.

The study room.

The main hall looks very spacious, with a radius of about twenty feet, and a large number of memorials are piled up. However, they were all neatly stacked. A middle-aged man who looked like the heaven was vast and had clear features was sitting on the dragon chair. He was wearing a bright yellow robe with light silver dragon patterns embroidered on it. At this time, he was holding a red pen and making small circles on the memorials. The eunuchs around him then put them away and put them in a basket, ready to be handed over to the cabinet for disposal and supervision.

"Your Majesty, Concubine Li wishes to see you."

There was a call from outside the study room. In front of the dragon chair, the attentive figure just raised his head, looked at the bright moon rising in the sky outside the window, and rubbed his eyebrows. Said, "Xuan."

A stunningly beautiful woman who looked graceful and beautiful, but seemed not to exist in this world, walked in. Even in her palace attire, she could not conceal her aura of mundanity.

"Your Majesty, the time has passed, and you have gone beyond the time again."

On the dragon chair, the middle-aged man in bright yellow robe put down his ink pen, stood up and walked down, stood next to Concubine Li, and looked out the window again. He sighed: "Yeah, it's time again, but for the livelihood of the people in the world, how can I relax myself. Probably the most used part of my cultivation is staying up late. I can stay up for one day, two days, or a month. One day Year……"

Concubine Li shook her head and said: "Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven, the son of all living beings, and a human being, so he will naturally get tired."

Hearing this, the Emperor of the Han Dynasty, who had the most power in the world and was very arbitrary, took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "It's a pity that even among the civil and military officials of this dynasty, not many people can really understand me. In this world of martial arts, I don’t understand even more. Since I don’t understand, don’t blame me for not remembering the old feelings. This world does not belong to me, nor does it belong to the entire martial arts world. When Taizu ascended the throne and established my name as a great man, it was not for this eternal achievement, but just because I didn’t want to Bleeding, bleeding again!”

After a pause, the emperor of the Han Dynasty in bright yellow robes sighed: "I don't want to be the emperor of Daxia who lost his country! That Daxia dragon bird is still hanging on the demon mountain. Maybe one day, it will appear again. I I can feel that that day will not be too far away.”

Concubine Li was slightly startled and then fell silent. She knew what kind of terrible situation the pillow person in front of her had gone to. Her grasp of the trajectory of destiny was unprecedented, not to mention that it was unprecedented, and she would say this at this time. These words showed that everything in front of them was worse than what they saw.

"I have spent nearly a hundred years establishing Dragon Protection Villa, giving many descendants of death row prisoners a chance to come back. I have never been afraid of resentment. I am only afraid that there is not enough time. I can't wait any longer."

There was an inexplicable meaning in the words of the Emperor of the Han Dynasty, and after decades of being together, Concubine Li also understood something from it. Her eyes, which were purer than Mo Yu, froze slightly, and then she seemed to have thought of something, and she said : "Your Majesty, one day ago, the child who was valued by Hanyang came down the mountain and headed towards the capital."

"Oh, that kid from Hanyang has always had unexpected eyesight." The Emperor of Han raised his eyebrows with a faint smile on his lips, "He should be three months old."

Concubine Li said: "Yes, three months is coming, and the people waiting for the child are also here, but they seem to be a little too impatient."

The emperor of the Han Dynasty, who was dressed in bright yellow robes, suddenly started to move. He pushed open the door of the study room and let the moonlight shine down. He was draped in the moonlight, his robes were shimmering with silver, and there was a divine energy in his majesty.

"These three children are not simple."

Concubine Li was slightly startled, with a bit of doubt in her eyes, and suddenly she couldn't understand. Of the three children, who was the other one referring to? The eldest prince? Or the seventh prince?

The Emperor of the Han Dynasty did not explain, and Concubine Li did not deliberately ask. She knew that he would tell her, but he would definitely not like it.



Marquis Ling's Mansion.

In the main hall, Ling Tong, dressed in a green shirt, sat on a large purple pear wood chair. He had a square face, thick eyebrows and no beard, looking at the moonlight setting outside the hall.

At this time, the butler in a light gray cloth robe walked in and said: "The Sixth Killing of Jiuyou has begun."

Ling Tong tapped the thickly patinated purple pear wood armrest with his finger, frowned and said: "Old monk Xu Ming wanted to take advantage of the situation to kill him, but unfortunately it seems that this past body is not so easy to kill. Jiuyou's fifth kill, fourth Kill five kills, what a travesty.”

The old housekeeper seemed not to have heard, and said again: "At least thirty Hunyuan realm masters appeared on the only way."

Ling Tong chuckled and said, "I'm afraid he can't bear this honor and will be doomed."

"If he really comes to Beijing." The old housekeeper said again.

"What if we really go to Beijing?" Ling Tong's eyes narrowed slightly and he smiled, "So what if we go to Beijing?"



The road to Beijing is not easy!

Compared with when Su Qijian came, this was supposed to be a way home, but it was more difficult than he imagined.

Wudang Mountain, on Tianzhu Peak, is the Golden Summit Taihe Palace.

Ning Dao people pushed open the palace door and saw the thin old man sitting cross-legged on the futon and dozing in the main hall.

"Master." Master Ningdao bowed and said.

The old man opened one eye and quickly closed it, his snoring getting louder.

The people in Ningdao looked helpless. I don’t know when they started to look like this. Fifty or sixty years? Or eighty years, one hundred years.

With a thought in his mind, he stretched out his hand to hold it, and a ball of water condensed in the sky above the futon.

On the futon, the old man suddenly jumped out, his snow-white beard and hair flying, his eyes widened, and scolded: "Traitor! Do you want to deceive the master and destroy the ancestor!"

Master Ningdao smiled bitterly, waved his hand, and the water balls dispersed, and said again: "Master, my disciple is confused."

"What confusion? Master, I'm very sleepy too. Go away, go away. Are you knocking on the door at night?"

The thin old man didn't pay attention at all. With a wave of his sleeve, Ning Dao people's eyes flashed and he appeared outside the palace, and the palace door closed with a bang.

The people in Ning Pass, who were in a peaceful mood, couldn't help but jump a little at this time and cursed: "Damn old guy!"

Bang!

The next moment, on the back of his pure purple Taoist robe with gold trim, a shoehorn mark appeared silently from the waist down. This Wudang leader, who had proven the Tao Yuan Shen early and was among the top masters, flew like a shooting star. Go out, then pass through layers of clouds and mist, and fall towards the foot of Tianzhu Peak.



Three days later.

Jingdao, Ankang Prefecture, Ziyang County.

A young man with a green shirt stained with blood and a slightly pale complexion appeared in front of the city gate.

The soldiers guarding the city looked at each other, and just as they were about to step forward to investigate, they saw a token that was neither gold nor silver. Although it was just a glimpse, it was enough to make them feel awe and get out of the way.

This is the Dragon Protection Order, and the holder of the order is the Dragon Guard of the Dragon Protection Villa.

Walking into Ziyang City, Su Qi young let out a breath. These short four days were not easy for him. If it weren't for the powerful spiritual power given by "****" and the amazing perception of the spirit body, he would be He sensed the danger early, and he might not be able to stand here intact now. Even so, he has repeatedly encountered dangers in the past four days. Even half an hour ago, he just got rid of a first-class Hunyuan realm master. Although he was tracking, he was still affected by the wind of Wu Zhu's palm, which shocked his insides.

This is already the fifth first-class Hunyuan realm master he has encountered along the way, but fortunately there is more than one person lurking in the dark. They contain each other and have evil intentions, but they are unable to use their full strength. In addition, his "Suppression" With the amazing speed of "Dragon Stake", the spirit body, and the mystery of the soul-deterring technique, he was able to walk all the way out of Hubei Road and enter the territory of Jingdao.

But good luck often ends the moment you enter the city.

Just before Su Qinian was about to walk out of the corridor, a sword light like blood pierced out of the ground without any warning, and penetrated through the vacuum.

This is a bloody, cold swordsmanship true meaning, a strange yet familiar atmosphere.

Jiuyou’s sixth kill!

Su Qinian, whose blue shirt was stained with blood, seemed to have expected it. The long red gold sword on his back was unsheathed like lightning, and it stood in front of him like lightning and flint, blocking the killing sword.

clang!

A huge force came from the blade, and the powerful and cold Qi was exhaled. Su Qinian stepped forward and stepped back. The bluestone bricks under his feet shattered one by one, and the power did not disappear until ten feet away.

Woo!

There was another ray of sword light, and the moment Su Qinian stood still, he slashed at him from the side. (Please give me a guaranteed monthly pass and a subscription. Genuine subscription is the greatest support for Ten Steps!) (To be continued.)