Along the way of cultivation, there are ever-changing changes, and even if the difference in realm is irreversible, it is not a bad idea if you have the blessing of supreme skills and magical weapons and elixirs to kill people across borders.
Take Xie Pe and Shen Qiong for example. They are both in the realm of immortality, but one of them is in the realm of immortality through learning, and the other is in the realm of immortality through studying Taoist supernatural powers. If Xie Pe, an old nerd, does not have the world, With the blessing of spiritual beings, when he met Shen Qiong, who could control the wind and rain, he could only kneel down and get beaten. Although the two were in the same realm, Xie Pe could only resist for a while longer.
On the other hand, in Lingyuan City that day, Shi Chen, who was in the realm of breaking the city, relied on half of the "Stone Whale Sword" to try to break through and kill people. In the end, he didn't even see Liu Xing's shadow, and was hit by a pool of clear water and suffered internal injuries.
It can be seen that people in the same situation are also divided into high and low; not everyone dares to cross the border to challenge.
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Just when Shen Qiong came out of the house, the people in the house suddenly heard a sentence outside the house: "The mountain people are coming from the south to offer gifts, and the emperor hasten to welcome the guests." Before the people in the house could react, there was a loud roar in the sky above Weiyang Palace, and Liu Yan He was stunned for a moment, but then he understood. He calmed down and laughed loudly, "Wouldn't it be nice to have a noble person come to petition during the Spring Festival! Come on, come with me to see the guests from the north!"
Then, Liu Yan walked out of the west room with his head held high, regardless of the four white heads in the room.
When I arrived at Weiyang Palace Square, I saw an old man in brocade clothes in the sky. His head was as scattered as a chicken coop, his waist was tied with a red silk belt, and he wore two thin-soled boots. He wore a rusty sword under his ribs, inserted diagonally. Liu was carrying a huge gourd on his back, stepping on the red clouds and mist.
Judging from the old man's bohemian attire and his overwhelming aura when he came to offer gifts, Liu Yan judged that the gifts sent by Da Qin this year were a bit heavy.
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Ever since the Great Qin Dynasty changed, the Emperor Fu Yi who was sitting in Tianlang City of Great Qin would always send a powerful figure from the world to Chang'an City to show off his power during the Spring Festival. One was to suppress the morale of the Han courtiers, and the other was to show off his power. The prestige of the Qin State, and thirdly, if the people sent really killed the emperor, wouldn't everyone be happy?
Fu Yi insisted on this matter as always. For more than ten years, it remained unchanged every year and gradually became a rule.
Courtesy reciprocated, Liu Yan would always entrust a master from the Han Empire to go to Tianlang City to return the favor after Da Qin sent a master to show the inviolable majesty of the Han family.
The battles between masters are pleasing to the eye and earth-shattering. The gifts given by the Qin Dynasty and the gifts returned by the Han Dynasty have gradually become one of the programs that the people of Chang'an City and Tianlang City look forward to during the Spring Festival. What's more, in order to hone their martial arts, some people abandon their wives and children during the New Year. He traveled thousands of miles from all over the empire to Chang'an just to watch this battle.
Therefore, when the people of Chang'an City saw the Old Man in the Sky coming from north to south, they immediately gathered in squares and restaurants with wide views, eagerly looking forward to this New Year's Eve event.
Compared with the comfort of the people outside the palace, the people in Weiyang Palace felt like their hairs stood on end.
The few white heads standing behind Liu Yan looked up at the majestic old man in the sky. They all took a breath of cold air under their careful gaze.
That wolf cub in Tianlang City, the people sent this year are simply too strong!
Everyone turned their attention to the center of the square, where Shen Qiong was standing alone. At this moment, he was thinking, and his clothes were swinging in the wind. He started with his right hand, slid to the left, waved his left hand to face the door, and stood forward like this, " With a "swish" sound, a bright white cold light emerged from his hand, like a fine iron dagger with an edge. Shen Qiong went on the defensive, and then said in a deep voice, "Lü Zheng, this is an expert in imperial arts. He is only a little short of mastery of the mysteries. I can't guarantee your majesty's safety. Please escort your majesty into the house quickly and don't come out!" "
At the right time, countless Yulin Langs came from all directions, bows and arrows ready, and the Changshui Guards hiding in the dark sharpened their swords, ready to escort them at any time; Li Fengjiao walked out of Ganquan Residence, with a charming face and an angry look, staring fiercely at a patch of red clouds. The old man above is not timid.
The entire Weiyang Palace felt like it was facing a formidable enemy and fell into a state of great depression.
Lu Zheng, who knew his disciple's nature well, raised his eyebrows and grinned without making any move.
The old man knew Liu Yan's temper and temperament well, and knew that he could not persuade Liu Yan to avoid the edge for the time being. After all, in full view of the public, the king of a country fled from the battlefield, and the lost prestige could not be restored in a day.
Looking at the Da Qin master who looked like a god descending in the sky, under the billowing red clouds, Lao Lu Zheng suddenly felt an inexplicable surge of heart. He couldn't help but wave his staff and pointed to the sky, and smiled at Shen Qiong, "Does he deserve it?"
The four words that Lu Zheng spoke from between his teeth greatly inspired the morale of all the soldiers in Weiyang Palace. They raised their guns, shields, bows and arrows, and looked at the old man in the sky angrily.
The sky covers the sky like a canopy, and the clouds are as bright as a rainbow.
Now that the Han family is riding here, so what if they are gods?
Lu Zheng slowly walked up to Liu Yan who was staring intently at the sky, exhaled deeply, and made his long-lasting eyebrows flutter. He stretched out his wrinkled old face and made a few grimaces, making Liu Yan laugh. Only then was he willing to give up.
Afterwards, Lu Zheng coughed a few times and said softly, "Your Majesty, when I met Your Majesty, you were still an infant. At that time, that old guy Liu Qian was leading you here and there all day long. Every time I accidentally make you cry, he will act as a hands-off shopkeeper and hand you into my hands. Huh! This seems to be his usual style of doing things, just killing and not burying."
Liu Yan laughed and said, "I didn't expect that the teacher and the emperor had such a relationship when they were young!"
Lu Zheng paused slightly, "In the past, I could make hundreds of faces until I made His Majesty happy. But now I look at him, I'm old! I only made a few faces, and my muscles feel stiff and powerless!"
After saying that, Lu Zheng didn't wait for Liu Yan to reply and smiled calmly. This smile actually made Liu Yan's nervous heart instantly soothed. It was like the spring breeze on a bright noon that blew away all the knots in Liu Yan's heart.
Lu Zheng 'boldly' gently lifted Liu Yan's hair into a bun and whispered softly, "Today, with the spring breeze and good wine, I and Your Majesty are lying drunk on the battlefield!"
Lu Zheng, Chang Xia, and Xie Sa applied for rejection and said in unison, "We are willing to advance and retreat together with His Majesty!"
Liu Yan's courage suddenly increased, and he grinned at Lu Zheng and others, his confidence soaring.
Then, he stood with his hands behind his back, looked at the sky, and said loudly, "Haha, I don't know who the god is. He came to my Weiyang Palace as a guest, and he didn't inform me in advance, so that I could express my feelings!"
Liu Yan's voice was like a bell, and he stood upright, showing no fear of the powerful pressure brought by the old man in the sky. He immediately calmed down the panic of some of the soldiers present.
"My name is Yang Liu, not worth mentioning. I have come from thousands of miles north to deliver a New Year's gift to the Emperor of Han Dynasty on behalf of my disciple." The old man named Yang Liu in the sky laughed, raised his left hand slightly, and a stream of light red mist appeared. It spat out from his mouth and brewed for a while. Then, Yang Liu's voice rose sharply, and the whole Chang'an City could hear his voice. But when he saw it, he said, "Oh, that's right! I, the Emperor of Qin, are attacking me this time." Come here, there is one more thing I want to tell you."
Liu Yan was neither arrogant nor impatient, "I'm all ears!"
Yangliu's big sleeves were dancing, although he was slovenly, he was still very graceful, "The master of the Tao will destroy all his thoughts and be pure. The soldiers of the Han Dynasty who resisted our Qin Heavenly Army deserve to enjoy the brocade robes of the earth-splitting marquis." Glory. If the Han Dynasty does not allow it, I am willing to erect pavilions and pavilions in the territory of Qin, all of which will be used as calligraphy treasures, and wait for the colorful jade fragments to come with the wind!"
Yang Liu's move was tantamount to instigating the Han clan to surrender to the Qin Dynasty.
It seems that Fu Yi has a deep understanding of Liu Yan's pain points.
But Liu Yan burst out laughing, and soon he was full of pride, "Fu Yi worries about others all day long, isn't he afraid of getting sick from overwork and dying early?"
Yang Liu was too lazy to argue and said calmly, "Liu Yan, accept the gift!"
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Looking for a quiet place, I passed by Weiyang. I stopped by the city and had a vague view.
I lay on my couch and search deeply for my hometown. Thousands of mountains are beautiful and verdant.
Yangliu, who was above a patch of red clouds and mist, spoke simply and did things neatly.
I saw him opening the lid of the big gourd filled with light red mist, raising his head and pouring water. The light red mist turned into a trickle and entered the mouth. Yangliu's white hair turned black immediately, his face was radiant and he was full of energy.
It seems that the light red mist contained in the big gourd should be a medicine that can temporarily enhance one's power.
Shen Qiong was very disdainful of Yang Liu's move and said scornfully, "At your level, you actually need elixirs and cauldrons to improve your skills. Huh! A man who uses miraculous skills and performs evil deeds can be self-sufficient for a lifetime?"
Yang Liu didn't make any excuses, and gave Shen Qiong a contemptuous look. He immediately stamped his feet, and the red clouds vomited out lightly under his feet. The red clouds turned into two, and then into four, and then thousands of them, accompanied by scattered crimson red, It's like the rising sun and sunset. When people in Weiyang Palace look at it, they immediately feel like they are looking up at the clouds, and the mist wraps around the clouds.
What’s even more fantastic is that those pieces of red clouds are like living creatures, swaying from side to side as Yang Liu breathes and breathes, giving people on the ground a feeling that the sky is in my hands, I am the sky, the sky is not as good as me, and I am myself. Senses all day long.
When the people in Chang'an City saw this scene, they couldn't help but clapped their hands and cheered!
After applauding, they glanced at Weiyang Palace with expectation, discussing with each other what kind of lineup their emperor could send.
The sky is full of bright clouds, with no end in sight. Even Liu Yan couldn't help but praise such a huge battle. Except for Chang Xia, who had no realm, at this time, the other three old men had also stood next to Shen Qiong. The three of them wanted to help Shen Qiong offered her a helping hand, but the stubborn Shen Qiong turned around and scolded her angrily, "Guests have come all the way across mountains and rivers, and we have gathered together to respond. If this news spreads, what will happen to our national character as a great Han Dynasty?"
Shen Qiong, the owner of the Wencheng Hall, still hasn't changed the upright Jianghu people's temperament of cherishing face and paying attention to fairness in competitions.
Seeing that he was so stubborn, Lu Zheng and the others had to quietly retreat and return to Liu Yan. After standing still, Lu Zheng inserted the peach wood stick in his hand on the ground, his long eyebrows were light and his temples were in the wind. After a while, a dragon's claw shaped like a dragon's claw appeared on the ground. The peach tree burst out of the ground. In just seven or eight breaths, it grew into a towering ancient tree, covering Liu Yan under the tree.
Shen Qiong's integrity and Lu Zheng's methods made the whole Weiyang Palace excited. The sergeants held their guns and swords, waved flags and beat drums, and they had the momentum to sweep away Hu Lujing and Long entered Chang'an to move the gods.
Some people died, but not completely...
