Thousands of years after the Han Empire, there was once a unified dynasty named Ming, which once issued the bold statement that "the king will die in the country, and the emperor will guard the country."
As everyone knows, in the Han Empire thousands of years ago, there was already a real dragon emperor named Liu Yan who actually guarded the country's gates in person.
Later generations followed Liu Yan's wishes, and the battle between Luo Hongyi and him was not recorded in the "History of Han" continued by Xie Yun. Out of respect for the emperor, the "Feng Yun Pu of the Han Dynasty" compiled by Gong Zhuang also followed Liu Yan's wishes and did not mention this battle at all.
Xie Yun's "History of the Han Dynasty" and Gong Zhuang's "The History of the Han Dynasty" are both rare books through the ages. Neither book mentioned this matter. The credibility of this matter gradually declined after decades.
However, history will never be forgotten. People who had the honor to witness this battle all praised it by word of mouth: the king's aura, the dragon-shaped sword, destroying the dry and decayed, independent Kyushu and the eight wastes.
This shocking battle finally turned into a beautiful legend!
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The Sea of Beiming is the northernmost place in the world that humans can explore. The atmosphere there is chaotic, nothing exists, and not even a blade of grass grows. It is a forbidden land recognized by the world.
As for whether there is land to the north of the Sea of Beiming, no one has ever thought about it, and no one has ever reached it. I don't know if it is known. Therefore, the Sea of Beiming has become the default place of the extreme north for everyone in the world.
The Great Qin Empire is adjacent to the Sea of Beiming in the north. There is no threat from the north, so they never set up defenses in the north. But having said that, living next to the Sea of Beiming, one can imagine how difficult the life of the Qin people is; One can imagine the hatred.
The book returns to its true story.
Luo Hongyi has been practicing alone in the Sea of Beiming for nearly three years. His sword intention is no longer as sharp as it was three years ago. Instead, it is full of loneliness, anger and death, just like Qu Yuan when he threw himself into the river a thousand years ago.
As the huge golden dragon gradually approached him, all the courtiers on the ground heard a green sound. As soon as Luo Hong drew his sword in his hand, the light-fixing sword came out, causing his clothes to tremble greatly. In the midst of his thoughts, a sound White light suddenly flashed, and a pure white giant Kun forcefully tore open the space behind Luo Hongyi, condescendingly, saliva dripping from the corners of its mouth, and pounced towards the golden dragon that was swooping up with its mouth wide open.
Between the mountains and rivers, there are many gatherings of spiritual and beautiful energy. Although the Sea of Beiming is a pool of stagnant water, those who are interested can learn from it. This lonely and silent big white Kun is exactly what Luo Hongyi understood in the Sea of Beiming. With one move, the big roc soared to the south sky, and the white Kun soared to the north. That momentum was enough to turn the blue sea back.
The golden dragon asked for the sword, Liu Kun went down the mountain, the golden dragon and the white Kun met, the golden light and the white light intertwined, and a strong wave of force spread violently outward at the intersection, and refused to stop until it spread to the twelve east, west, north, and south gates of Chang'an.
Under the golden dragon, white light penetrates; behind Bai Kun, golden light shoots out.
The unparalleled pressure made all living beings surrender, and the sun's crown appeared. At this moment, millions of heads in Chang'an City all bowed their heads and closed their eyes, trembling and not daring to look directly at Long Wei.
Amidst the violent roar and roar of the dragon, the air waves became lower and lower, and finally stopped.
The sky cleared again and people opened their eyes. Luo Hong looked like a god, stepping on the white clouds and heading north, leaving only a pool of blood on the ground. He was injured!
The emperor Liu Yan stood proudly in front of the palace with his sword in hand, watching Luo Hongyi drift away without moving.
A god in the realm of imperial arts fights against a real dragon emperor. When he meets his opponent, the outcome is decided with one sword strike. In the end, it’s a draw!
As quiet as mountains and as moving as rivers, Liu Yan is the true emperor!
Guang Luxun and Yin Xian were the first to come to their senses. He couldn't control his emotions, so he bowed his head and bowed. He shouted with great enthusiasm, "Your Majesty, ten thousand years! Ten thousand years! Ten thousand years!"
Afterwards, all the princes, ministers, twelve generals, Shaoqing, Changshi, Sizhi, and Cheng all bowed down one after another. The guards on duty, passers-by outside the palace, the people in the market, and the soldiers on the city wall also kowtowed. .
'The sound of thousands of years, the roar of the mountains and the tsunami.
Liu Yan, who had been suppressed by Fu Yi for many years, looked at the clouds going north and felt proud in his heart.
Tonight, I will be enlightened!
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While all the ministers and ministers were congratulating each other, Liu Yan calmly turned around with his sword in hand and returned to the palace alone.
His steps were hollow and heavy. With each step, a bit of the condensed thoughts on his body dispersed. The solid thoughts flew around, and finally wandered back to the body of the person they belonged to.
Liu Yan didn't say a word during the whole process. He returned to the dragon chair and said in a weak voice, "I'm tired. Dear friends, please step aside!"
Xiao Zhehong, who had been promoted to a regular attendant, was still as smart as usual. Seeing that Liu Yan's expression was wrong, he hurriedly found the young attendant on duty and whispered. The young attendant quickly walked to the front of the hall and shouted sharply, " If you have nothing to do now, leave the court!"
The ministers thought that Liu Yan was too tired after the battle, so they bowed and left.
At this time, Liu Yan, who was sitting alone in the hall, felt uncomfortable.
Things outside the body are obtained by chance. If you get what you shouldn't get, you will naturally have to bear what you shouldn't bear.
Just as the courtiers gradually exited the front hall of Weiyang Palace with their own thoughts, Liu Yan softly called out, "Teacher, before Lu Zheng turned around, Liu Yan spat out a mouthful of blood and lay weakly on the ground." On the Long Case, I don’t know whether he is dead or alive.
Li Changhong, who had re-hidden in the darkness, appeared again, hurriedly knelt down beside Liu Yan, and whispered urgently, "Your Majesty."
Lu Zheng, who was wearing a Confucian shirt, looked back and stood still. Seeing that Liu Yan's front was covered in blood, he finally couldn't help complaining, "You kid, you are too naughty!"
After the "nonsense" comment came out, Prime Minister Lu Zheng was still angry and added, "Naughty as hell!"
However, this is all the nagging of hate born out of love.
When life and death were at stake, Lao Lu Zheng also forgot about secular etiquette. He hurriedly ran to Liu Yan, pressed his heart pulse, and conveyed his thoughts to him.
When Lu Zheng was young, he learned the art of domination and control. In his middle age, he believed in Confucianism. In his old age, he joined a Taoist sect. Therefore, his mind and Qi were like gurgling water, moisturizing things silently.
The vibrant thoughts contained a lot of kindness and tenderness, which made Liu Yan feel warm in his heart, and his breathing gradually became less rapid.
General Tao Kan, Zong Zhongzheng Zhong Rong, and Shaofu Zhao Yuyuan, who left a few steps late, also hurriedly came forward. Tao Kan, who was in the realm of heavenly movement, was about to help, but was stopped by Lu Zheng with one hand. "Your Majesty is in a period of weakness, and life and death are at stake. The general's true energy is too domineering, and His Highness may not be able to bear it!"
Tao Kan had no choice but to stop and wait anxiously with the immature Chang Zhongrong.
However, Zhao Yuyuan, the young master of the Zhiwu Realm, helped Lu Zheng, barely stabilizing Liu Yan's energy, and gradually smoothed Liu Yan's breathing.
"Damn it, I even lifted the roof of the house!"
While several people were healing Liu Yan on the side of the dragon chair, Old Man Liu, the owner of the Wentong Pavilion, walked in covered in dust. He shouted carelessly, "I'm going to kill you! Da Qin's gifts this year are enough." Haha! This sword power is unparalleled in the world! I don’t know which ancestor our Majesty sent to fight, but he actually used such pure power of the true dragon. Why didn’t I know there was such a person in Weiyang Palace? He's the number one! Hey, hey, hey? Old Lu Zheng, what are you kids doing around here?"
When Old Man Liu approached him unsteadily, he had a feeling of "Whoever wakes up from a big dream first, I will know myself in this life."
But when he saw Liu Yan's face as pale as snow, the old man finally understood what was going on, and his expression gradually became serious. He complained about his impulsiveness, and immediately said seriously to Lu Zheng, "Prime Minister Lu, Qing Zhao, Your Majesty is in the early stage of being a scholar. He rashly bears an unbearable weight. His body is already overloaded. You can only extend your life by conveying energy to His Majesty, but you cannot turn things around. If you continue like this, you may follow in the footsteps of Xia Qing. If it’s not good, it will shorten your lifespan.”
Old Lu Zheng loved his disciples so much that he waited for Old Man Liu, "Don't fart so tastelessly here, Old Liu, what should I do if you tell me how to change it?"
Old Man Liu did not quarrel with Lu Zheng and said seriously, "I will count from three to one. You can return to your thoughts as soon as possible and leave the rest to me. Take the matter in a hurry. Don't do anything."
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Lu Zheng and Zhao Yuyuan didn't hesitate at all and immediately nodded in agreement.
Old Man Liu had no expression on his face. He lightly opened one finger of his right hand, and a strong aura of heaven and earth quickly gathered at his fingertips. "Three mountains in front, three mountains in back. If you connect the three mountains, you will be a god. Three, two, one, let's go!"
Lu Zheng and Zhao Yuyuan drew back their strength at the same time. Old Man Liu left an afterimage in the air with one finger and quickly pressed it on Liu Yan's spine.
Suddenly, the aura of Qingxuan lingered in the hall.
Old Man Liu has lived for hundreds of years and read tens of thousands of books. His mind combines the mystery of Taoism, the kindness and gentleness of Buddhism, the benevolence and righteousness of Confucianism, the tyranny of Zongheng, the simplicity of farmers, the staunchness of Legalism, and the famous scholars. The smoothness and so on can be described as inclusive and inclusive.
His thoughts poured into Liu Yan's body, like rain falling from the sky, and Liu Yan hummed comfortably and unconsciously.
Lu Zheng had experienced ups and downs in the world, and he knew that outsiders should not be disturbed when healing, so he hurriedly called out in a low voice, "Li Changhong, contact Mo Dezheng immediately, and immediately sent troops to control the entrances to the front hall, prohibiting anyone from entering. !」
"No!" Li Changhong immediately accepted the order and left.
The Mo Debo whom Old Man Liu just mentioned is also a man of great influence.
Mo Debo came from the Mo family in Aizhou. He was the second son of the Mo family. He was taciturn, cautious, thoughtful, and resolute. Among the Aozhou party composed of the four families of Mo, Qing, Ke, and Gong, Mo Debang was Liu Yan. The few descendants of the four tribes who were favored went to Quzhou to pass the imperial edict and canonize Liu Yi as the Pingtian Order of the Five Counties, and it was Mo Dezhan who went there. Later, Lu Ling was relegated to the cold palace. After Mo Debang came back from Quzhou, he was promoted to Yulin Zhonglang General by Liu Yan's Zhongsan doctor. He was in charge of the six thousand Yulin Lang generals in the palace and was Liu Yan's confidant.
Lu Zheng saw that Lang Yulin had heavily surrounded the front hall, and the Changshui Guards had also been redoubled in the dark, and then he safely re-observed the situation.
I saw Old Man Liu sitting in meditation like an old monk, closing his eyes and saying nothing. He just turned his thoughts into energy and kept transporting it into Liu Yan's body. Liu Yan's expression was still comfortable and calm at first, but then As he continued to instill his thoughts, Liu Yan's expression gradually became ferocious.
Chang Zhongrong was concerned and confused, and was about to step forward to ask, but was stopped by Lu Zheng. He said in a low voice, "Mr. Liu has integrated the knowledge of hundreds of schools of thought, and is one of the few people in the world who has achieved great success from hundreds of schools of thought. His words and deeds It makes sense, so don’t interfere too much.”
Unexpectedly, just after saying this, Chang Zhongrong stopped responding, and there was a noise outside the door again.
