In the confinement room, He An slowly exhaled.
The breath is in a straight line, like white leather, which lasts for a long time.
With one punch, the true energy swept through the airflow and hit the stone wall with a loud bang. A huge muffled sound resounded through the stone room.
The ash mixed with fine sand and gravel fell down rustlingly, leaving some tiny holes in the stone wall.
He An's eyes were cold and he glanced at the red paper on the stone table. It was Li Bie's letter of war.
Before he even went out, someone was eager to cause trouble.
That's fine, let's use him to test the results of his recent cultivation.
He An narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the small holes in the stone wall.
The injuries on his back have completely healed.
Over the past two months, he had endured the pain and refined how much pure heaven and earth energy he had. The meridians in his body had expanded and opened up, becoming different from ordinary people.
Although the cold air in the stone chamber can stagnate the movement of his true energy, the speed of his true energy movement is no different from that in the outside world.
The infuriating Qi in the Danji was constantly consumed by the "Shocking Finger". In the process, he vaguely figured out the secret of the second "Finger of Killing Immortals" of the "Shocking Finger". Perhaps, there was only one opportunity left. , can be stimulated.
With each breath, the depleted true energy in Danji was filled again.
How terrifying would such a domineering Qi flow rate be if it were left in the confinement room and placed in the outside world?
Looking at the letter of war on the stone table again, He An's chest felt hot, and he felt a little hope in his heart...
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As the Spring Festival approaches, Luoyang City in Kyoto becomes lively.
Zhixingyuan is also on vacation. The one-month annual vacation is just in time to reunite with the family and spend the holidays.
Students from nearby Luoyang City all went out to buy things, prepare gifts, and make plans to return home.
Because He An is still in confinement and his hometown is far away, Fan Dazhi can only stay in the imperial capital to celebrate the New Year.
On the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month, Zhixing Academy officially had a holiday. Some students left one after another, and Zhixing Academy suddenly became quite quiet.
Sporadic sound of firecrackers rang out on the street, and the aroma of cooking and frying food wafted over from time to time, and the air began to fill with a festive smell.
Fan Dazhi was not happy.
There are no classes during the day, and I am not in the mood to hang out. Apart from visiting He An, the only person who can accompany him every day is the little black cat.
It's just that the cat seemed to have lost a lot of energy last time and looked listless. He spent most of the time curled up in the quilt and taking a nap.
Gu Qingzhou and others also visited He An several times and invited Fan Dazhi to have a drink with him, but he turned them down on the excuse of lack of interest.
Ding Wenruo brought two red envelopes and two sets of new clothes, saying that they were delivered to them on behalf of his father.
Jin Caiyun has not been at Zhixingyuan recently, and I wonder if he has also returned to his hometown.
Time lasted until New Year's Eve in this unbearable time.
In the evening, it snowed again, and it was another year.
The sound of firecrackers is everywhere in Luoyang City, and sometimes gorgeous fireworks bloom in the night sky.
Looking at the happy crowd on the street, Fan Dazhi felt lonely.
When he returned to his residence, he sat alone on the threshold, staring blankly at the heavy snow outside, and suddenly felt homesick...
"Second brother!"
A voice like a silver bell rang, and a pretty face that looked both happy and angry appeared in front of Fan Dazhi's eyes. It was Han Chanjuan.
She was wearing a red gold silk jacket and an apricot red cloak. Her pretty face was buried in white fox velvet, her eyes were blinking, and she looked festive and naughty.
"What are you preparing to do?"
Fan Dazhi scratched his head in confusion and saw a man carrying a load following Han Chanjuan.
"Come on, let's find He An and eat hot pot together to stay up late!"
Han Chanjuan smiled and shook the snow foam from her cloak.
Fan Dazhi suddenly became happy. When they arrived at the punishment hall, there was only an old instructor on duty. After being notified, they entered the solitary room smoothly.
The guy unloaded all the things he was carrying at the door of the backyard, took Han Chanjuan's silver reward, and went happily.
The two of them carried charcoal, copper pots, water bags, beef and mutton, vegetables, dumplings and other ingredients, and finally walked through the dark and long stone steps and entered the stone room. Fan Dazhi was panting from exhaustion.
He An couldn't help being surprised and happy when he saw the two of them.
The three of them worked hard for a long time, lighting the charcoal fire, setting up the copper pot, and sitting around...
The charcoal fire was red, the hot pot was boiling, and the cold air in the stone room seemed to be dissipated a lot.
"Aunt Xue and I bought these things together, and I made the dumplings myself!"
Han Chanjuan said, took a dumpling and put it in He An's bowl.
He An looked at her pretty face, which was flushed by the firelight. There were beads of sweat on her forehead due to her busy work, and a few strands of hair stuck to it. She looked extremely cute.
He An took a bite of the dumpling, which was delicious and filled with shrimp.
"Yeah! Delicious!"
The hot pot warms the body and the beauty warms the heart. Seeing Han Chanjuan constantly arranging food for the two of them, He An was secretly moved.
The three of them ate and chatted, talking to each other and seemed to have endless topics to talk about.
Han Chanjuan looked at He An's handsome face in the mist, and in a daze she felt that it was not so cold and unbearable to be in this deep prison...
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On the streets of Luoyang City, there are fresh snow piles and jade trees. There are lanterns hanging high everywhere, shining with color, and dazzling fireworks bloom in the night sky from time to time.
Pedestrians were everywhere, and the lively New Year's Eve diluted the cold. People crowded near the palace, waiting for the New Year's bell to ring.
The sound of children playing, the deafening sound of firecrackers, and the festive sound of gongs and drums filled people's eardrums...
The people of the Chen Empire looked forward to the scene with eager anticipation, looking in the direction of the majestic and majestic palace.
At this time of year, when the New Year's bell rings in Jingyang Palace, people kneel down one after another, burn incense and pray for good weather and good harvests in the coming year.
It is said that sometimes His Majesty the Emperor will come to the scene in person and have the opportunity to see the beauty of the sky, and the people of the Chen Empire are even more eager to do so.
Outside Jingyang Palace, on the viewing floor, Emperor Chen Zhao Chang, wearing a colorful dragon crown and auspicious clothes, slowly walked towards the city head surrounded by a group of palace eunuchs.
Perhaps because of the New Year, the accompanying maids and eunuchs walked much more relaxedly, and there was a hint of joy in their brows.
Emperor Chen glanced at the people below the city and took a deep breath. The cool air entered his chest and his spirits were lifted.
The emperor's big hands caressed the thick city bricks, feeling cold and refreshing to the bones.
He is the most powerful man in the world, and now he truly rules the world, looking down on all living beings.
The sharp-eyed people below the city saw the bright yellow umbrella flashing over the city from a distance, and they immediately became restless. Then, the excitement and joy spread rapidly like a plague...
When Emperor Chen, who was standing on the city tower, noticed something strange happening below the city, the people had already knelt down like a tide. Some were so excited that tears filled their eyes, some prayed together, some danced, some even fainted with excitement, and more people It was cheering loudly.
"Your Majesty——"
"His Majesty--"
"Emperor God——"
Various voices intertwined and buzzed, and the sound became louder and louder, slowly and spontaneously gathering into a loud slogan.
"Long live--!"
"Long live--!"
"Long live—!"
Right now.
"clang--"
A leisurely loud noise resounded throughout the world.
The New Year's bells, accompanied by the shouts of the people, float in the night sky of Luoyang City.
The sound of the bell lasted for a long time, and the lingering sound echoed through the sky.
Emperor Chen's big hand caressing the city bricks tightened. There was no expression on his face, but there seemed to be two clusters of flames burning in his eyes as he looked at the crowd.
The Chen Empire overthrew the Liang Dynasty, and continued to conquer the east and west for many years. Now it has been recuperating for less than twenty years. In the middle of the process, the government was in turmoil, and there were internal and external troubles. It was really difficult...
Fortunately, the people of the Chen Empire are extremely honest and simple!
There was no war, no displacement, they loved this land deeply, and they were extremely supportive and loyal to their country and their emperor.
"The people's support... cannot be let down!"
Emperor Chen exhaled and turned into a wisp of white mist.
He looked at the people below the city with burning eyes, and at the splendid and prosperous Luoyang City...
New year new life.
At this moment, he felt overwhelmed and arrogant...
Emperor Chen looked into the distance with his profound eyes, beyond the palace gates and towards the endless dark night sky...
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On the vast and endless sea, strong winds rolled up dark clouds and stirred the dark blue water.
The usually gentle sea now resembled an angry, spoiled child, stirring up turbulent waves and making terrifying rumbling sounds...
A petrel flew proudly between the dark clouds and the sea, like a black lightning.
Several white waterfowl shrank their heads and hid behind the rocks on the shore, their bodies shivering.
The tide rolled in, and huge waves crashed into the sky, crashing on the huge black rocks. Each wave was higher than the other, rolling in countless snow-white foam and washing up on the beach.
This is an ordinary island. Several fishermen on the island in strange costumes are looking at everything in front of them in horror.
The brave ones among them stretched their necks and shouted something loudly, seeming to be cursing the abominable weather.
I don’t know how long it took, the wind and waves gradually calmed down a bit, and the dark clouds that were originally piled up like lead blocks in the sky also cracked a gap, and the sun struggled to reveal a ray of light, shining golden light on the sea level, and there seemed to be countless golden snakes in the sea water. Meandering.
Several fishermen excitedly packed up their simple fishing gear and began to prepare for fishing. Among them, there was a bold guy who looked into the distance, but blinked in confusion.
In the distant sky, where the sea and the sky meet, there is a faint black line.
It seemed to be a human figure, appearing and disappearing in the waves.
The figure galloped over at an incredible speed, thousands of miles in an instant.
Several other fishermen also noticed something strange and were stunned as they looked at the figures getting closer and closer.
I saw the person wearing a green shirt, carrying a long sword on his back, standing proudly on the sea, riding the wind and waves.
The golden brilliance of the sun shone on his body, as if it was coated with a layer of golden light. His long sleeves were swaying, and his figure and posture were indescribably chic, as if he had been banished to the world.
One person and one sword, chasing the wind and waves, enjoying the world freely.
What kind of magical power is this?
Is this the legendary god?
When several fishermen saw this scene, they could no longer hold back the shock in their hearts. They knelt down and worshiped...
