Cultivation Is Like This

   Zhaoqin’s capital is full of traffic, crowds are like weaving, and the exchanges are prosperous.

  Under the extreme restraint of the royal family and King Yan, the civil war only existed in the world of immortals, and the turmoil did not spread to the secular world. The pedestrians on the street were not aware of it. Tianzi Mountain was in a game to determine the ownership of Zhaoqin.

   It is even less clear that the prince Jiang He, who had been missing for several months, returned to his loyal capital, but was rejected by Qintian Prison because his entry and exit documents were expired.

  Boom~~~

The   si time has not yet come, the celestial phenomena have changed greatly, and rolling thunder has come from far away.

  The good weather was cloudless just a moment ago, but suddenly a black cloud came down and enveloped the entire capital over the sky.

   For a time, in the Xiongcheng, from the monks to the common people, even the horses and livestock felt a strong depression.

   "What happened, the rebels hit the capital?"

   "Don't talk nonsense, I call on the Ming masters of the Qin Dynasty, and I have King Yan escorted, sitting on thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, blessed with three thousand years of national fortune, and robbers and bandits.

   "That's the truth, but ah, I heard that Prince Yan and His Majesty have been in a quarrel recently. His Majesty is so angry that he hasn't been to court for several days."

   "I heard that too, but Your Majesty doesn't go to court, he is diligent in his practice."

   "You two, stop talking nonsense, it's clear that something went wrong in the harem."

   Depression comes and goes quickly. People in the capital who have not been in war for many years soon forgot about it. Those who should drink tea drink tea, listen to Qu’er and listen to music, and those who should cook porridge then cook porridge.

   Outside the capital.

   Overcast clouds gather in local areas, and rainfall occurs in a small area.

  The two figures looked at each other silently, one was the black-clothed Qin Tianjian, and the woman at the head, Furong, had a face like a willow and eyebrows, and she was dressed in a black robe and trimmed her body.

  The Great Stele Mantra, Xue Yang.

   On the other side, Jiang He, who was acting according to his plan, was guarded by three Mahayana men. As a bait, he had no timidity at all. He just sensed the powerful aura hidden in the dark, and felt a little uneasy in his heart.

   is too few, Qin Tianjian's family is far more than that.

   "Master Xue."

   "The fourth prince is courteous, and the next official, Jiaxiao, is with you. It is inconvenient to bow." Xue Yang said coldly.

  She was dressed in light black clothes and didn't even have a leather armor on her body. She didn't know where to start with the armor.

Jiang He is not Lu Bei, but a prince with quality and integrity. He doesn't play cheap words. The flies rubbed their hands to help Xue Yang hold up the front armor. He was not annoyed when he heard the words. One stepped forward.

   "The fourth prince stopped, the lower officials have their lives on their hands, and if there is any further advance, I have to take you down."

   With her straight sword unsheathed, hundreds of Qin Tianjian in black all drew their swords.

   Although Qin Tianjian received the royal salaries, they were only responsible to King Yan and did not recognize the nominal emperor of the royal family. Therefore, even if Jiang He had the name of the prince, Xue Yang only recognized his identity as the prince.

   It is not enough to pay for a change of mouth, unless King Yan nodded first.

   "Master Xue, can you tell what other orders King Yan has given?" Jiang He drew his sword and stepped out, Dao Yun blessed the sword, and a faint golden light appeared all over his body.

   Luck Golden Dragon.

   With the Great Perfection cultivation base in the integration period, facing the pressure of the monks in the Mahayana period, it all depends on this dragon qi body protection.

Seeing the dragon spirit, Xue Yang's eyes burst with murderous intent. Like ten percent of Qin Tianjian's black clothes, she has regarded King Yan as an idol since she was a child, and she wanted to make King Yan an artifact. quick.

  …

   In the end, Xue Yang did not do anything.

   She closed her eyes to disperse the killing intent, and said coldly: "King Yan has an order, the battle of Tianzi Mountain will determine the world, the fourth prince is very brave, and King Yan is willing to keep you on the throne."

  Jiang He froze in place, the rhythm hidden in the sword's edge slowly melted away.

  The strategy of changing homes was informed by Yan Wang in advance, and it succeeded and failed.

   He looked in the direction of Tianzi Mountain, and after holding one hand, he made a gesture to the three Mahayana period.

   "If you wait, don't blame this officer for being ruthless." Xue Yang snorted coldly,

  Let's go, Jiang He died today without a place to be buried.

   The three Mahayana period smiled wryly and shook their heads, as if they could go if they wanted to.

  The space is blocked, the void is completely cut off, and the four Mahayana hidden in the dark are staring at each other, and they will be under enormous pressure every time they move.

   Jiang He was suffering in his heart, so he sat down and squinted.

   Being an emperor is tiring, and being a prince is not so good. I said earlier that King Yan is more suitable than anyone else, so I have to chase him up. Isn’t this disturbing and clean!

  The mantis catches the cicada and the oriole is behind.

  Jiang and his party were successfully blocked by the Qintian prison. The bait caught a big fish, but it was not as big as expected. Outside of the situation they didn't know, a dark shadow slowly watched everything.

   Black robe, black mask, embroidered with a red lotus on the front of the robe, which glows red.

   "Zhaoqin deserves to have 3,200 years of inheritance. If the throne is involved, it can stop the same room fighting, but there is no **** change. It can't be regarded as a change of dynasty. Xuanwu, let me help you!"

   The red lotus shone away the scarlet, and the black mask lit up with two red lines. The mysterious man touched the wrench on the thumb of his right hand, and a strong magical energy radiated from his body.

   At this moment, a white light turned on, instantly annihilating the darkness.

  The force is controlled accurately, no more or less, and there is no excess energy dissipation.

   "Baihu, you are too busy."

  Lu Bei's boss in the tomb guard, Ping Qinglong stepped out of the void, looked at the confrontation outside the capital, and said indifferently: "You shouldn't appear in Zhaoqin, Yinglong asked you to come?"

   "You shouldn't either, Emperor Ji asked you to come?"

  The white tiger turned around, looked at the flat blue dragon up and down, and said with a smile, "How many years have you used this dead man's face, are you going to wear it into the ground?"

   "Yinglong asked you to come?" Qinglong emphasized his tone.

   "Of course not. Xuanwu and I are like brothers. His family is suffering. How can I, a brother, stand by and watch."

   "Will you be so kind?"

   "Jie Jie Jie, Sister Qinglong understands me!"

   Baihu laughed a few times: "The current Zhaoqin is lifeless and has no style of a great country. It's just that Xuanwu is too rigid and has managed a good country into what it is now."

   "Baihu, I'll just say it once, no matter what the victory or defeat, Zhaoqin's surname is Jiang in the future, you shouldn't do it too much!"

   "Then let me also say, the meaning behind these two gingers is completely different, Yinglong will not allow Xuanwu to fail!"

   "As expected, you obeyed Yinglong's orders."

   "What, do you want to fight me twice?" Baihu's eyes lit up, which meant a great fight.

   "That's true, but not because of Zhaoqin, but because of a personal grudge between you and me."

   "There's such a thing, my younger brother always follows the rules, what offends the eldest sister?" Bai Hu said that he was wronged, as if he was really wronged.

  …

  "Xiong Chu!"

   Qinglong said coldly, "You've crossed the line, you shouldn't reach out to my territory."

Last time in the secret realm of Xiongchu, Baihu transferred two constellations, Kui Mulang for Yunzhong Pavilion Kou Shuang and Lou Jingou for Han Miaojun's evil side. According to the rules of tomb guards dividing the site, these two should be taken by Qinglong. Absorb and work under her.

   "It turned out to be the secret realm of Xiongchu, two wastes that were thrown away after they were used up. They meant to go through the motions. No way, Big Sister Qinglong wouldn't take it seriously, would you?"

   Baihu is even more innocent: "According to your reasoning, Suzaku has also done it, why don't you go to him?"

   "Baihu, do you really think I don't know what you think?"

   Qinglong squinted his eyes slightly: "Xiong Chu is a thousand-year-old divine dynasty that the Holy Land is very optimistic about, and it is very likely to replace Xuanlong as the overlord of the party. Yinglong also admitted this, you should not go to Xiongchu to make trouble."

   "Jie Jie Jie Jie, Qinglong blamed me wrongly, and my layout is just to cater to Emperor Ji's mind."

   Baihu smiled heartily: "One mountain does not allow two tigers, Emperor Ji is optimistic about Xiongchu and dislikes Xuanlong, so I will add fire to the two countries, so that they can have a chance to show off male and female, what's wrong?"

  「The wheel is not

   Until you are busy!」

   "Old woman, call you two sisters, don't really put your elders down. When you do something, it's your turn to tell you what to do?"

   Qinglong, not to be outdone, split his eyebrows with vertical lines of purple light.

  In an instant, the space around the two of them collapsed, and both fell into the endless void.

   On the left hand side, the dark figure has a fierce head and horns, and the demonic fog is vented to no extent, stirring the fire, water, wind, and terrifying magic power that destroys the sky and destroys the earth.

On the right side of   , the big banner in the void vomits chaos, and there are holy and empty appearances.

   The difference between black and white is clear, both sides will not give in an inch, and the war is about to break out.

Suddenly, Baihu took a half step back, took back his demonic body, and said after a moment of pondering: "Little brother has just gone into the devil, fortunately, Sister Qinglong helped to reduce the fire, I won't be involved in the Xiongchu affairs anymore, the mess left before, there is Lao Qinglong. Madam took care of it on her own."

   After saying that, he turned his head and left.

   "I'm sick again."

Qinglong fixedly looked at the disappearing back of the white tiger, and knew that this person had both demonic and evil sides. The demonic nature was the main one. He was the best madman in the world. Nobody knows.

   But this time, Qinglong is somewhat regretful.

Before    came, Emperor Ji gave him a magic weapon. If the white tiger did not retreat at that time, she obeyed the rules between the tomb guards and killed the white tiger with the magic weapon, even Yinglong could not find fault.

"Pity."

"Pity"

Standing above the empty imperial city, Jiang Suxin raised her hand to wipe the blood from the corners of her mouth, and exclaimed, "This combined strike technique is very powerful. If it wasn't for the fact that this king had nothing to do, he read a few body-training methods, and he achieved a little in the flesh. I was waited for by you.”

opposite.

   Jiang Li was disgraced, and the vestments were broken and covered in blood;

  Changwen's hair is scattered, his eyes are closed, and blood and tears drip down his cheeks. Fortunately, the beautiful man has a solid foundation, and he has a high score of more than 90 when he is described as embarrassed;

   The long sword in Zuo Ziyue's hand was broken, one arm drooped down, his footsteps were vain, and he staggered and almost fell.

   The three-on-one victory was locked.

   But the person who locked the victory was wrong, and it was slightly different from the plan.

  Jiang Suxin didn't say anything sarcastic, she found a Taoist book in her arms, and the writing was sharp and vigorous, and there were four big characters returning to the original and returning to the truth - the world is common.

   "All living beings, day and night, are all in this book. This king is not talented. I would like to comprehend and comprehend the great tricks of the Holy Land with my whole life!"

His eyes narrowed, and his whole body was as calm as a mountain, and he fixed his eyes on Zuo Ziyue: "Elder Zuo, please show the trump card given by Emperor Ji. If you can't convince this emperor of the emperor, this king will take Zhaoqin. It is inevitable that there will be endless troubles.”

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