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Chapter 1,251 It turns out that this is the story(1/2)

A war concerning the life and death of the entire world has begun overseas.

But the people in Daliang didn't know.

They were doing the same normal things as every day in the past.

The scholars in Bailu Prefecture are studying hard, and the world has been settled. Now is the time when the court needs talents, and it is time for their ambitions to be put into practice.

Many people came to Huanglong Prefecture, and some people from various places went to the Qingwa Town to pay homage to the general who had guarded the northern border for countless years.

In front of his grave, people put a lot of incense, some good wine from various places, and even some candied haws and other things.

There was a young man standing by, looking at the candied haws, and wondered: "He is an old man, how come he likes to eat candied haws?"

He carried a wooden knife at his waist.

The girl who stuck the candied haws on the grave looked at the boy with the wooden knife with a smile, "But the general was just a child many years ago. How can any child not like to eat candied haws?"

"And there are no candied haws on the northern border, right?"

Yes, there are no children who don’t like eating candied haws.

Many people came to Tianqing County in Weizhou, and they were also common people from all over the country. They stood in Peach Blossom Lane and looked at the small courtyard that had been repaired and well protected.

The lock above is a little rusty.

People said: "The guardian envoy lived here a long time ago!"

In the crowd, the young man's eyes were full of admiration and yearning.

In the cotton shop not far away, Mr. Hou was holding a big bowl, looking at the people coming and going, and said proudly: "When that kid first came to Tianqing County, he ate at my house.

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In that alley in Xinliuzhou, the woman whose husband had died was sitting under the eaves, sewing her daughter's clothes. Soon someone knocked on the door.

Then a government servant came with money.

Forty pieces of Daliang Tongbao are not too much, but not much.

She held the money bag and thought about that winter, a man came back from the north, sat at her house for a while, ate her food, and begged for ten big Liang Tongbao for her.

Ten Daliang Tongbao is really not much, but he killed many people for these ten Daliang Tongbao.

That day, she realized that the man sitting on the chair in the Imperial City of the Divine Capital could also eat simple food from her family and seek justice for ordinary people like them.

He is such a good emperor. She hopes that he will always live and live well.

Northern Territory.

The structure of the frontier army is still there, but since the last battle in the north, the number of frontier troops has been decreasing. Those veterans of many battles can finally go home and live a peaceful life.

With fewer frontier soldiers, military expenditures also decreased, and those extra taxes returned to the nine...ten states of Daliang.

Use it for people's livelihood.

Standing high at the top of the city, the current Northern General was blowing the cold wind and looking at the flying snow with a face full of satisfaction.

Joining the army is to make achievements, but fundamentally, it is to protect the country.

Now that the world is at peace, he, the Taiping General, seems useless, but in fact he is very happy.

Of course the old saying goes well, it is better to be a peace dog than a person in troubled times.

"That's great."

Gao Xuan smiled, then walked down to the top of the city, rode out of the city, and galloped freely in the snow.

Kitwonju.

This original demon realm is now the tenth state of Daliang. As the first governor, Mi Ke has many cracks on his face these days, but the scholar's eyes are getting brighter and brighter.

From scratch, he was very excited thinking that he was destined to become a note in the history books of the Liang Dynasty. Sometimes, when he was free, he even thought about whether he could write a separate article in the biography of wise ministers.

Thinking about this, he felt that the cold steamed buns in his hands were also delicious.

City of Gods.

In the imperial city, Crown Princess Wu Xinyue was teasing the grandson of the Liang Dynasty emperor. The little guy walked crookedly, but he giggled as he walked.

The people in the surrounding palace looked at this little guy lovingly.

They entered the palace early, and now they are old. Looking at the little guy, they all think that he is the grandson of the Queen.

In the distance, the prince of the next court came here, picked up his son, looked at his chubby little face, and said softly: "I don't know when your grandpa will come back to see you.

ah."

Yingzhou.

Zhu Xia was at the beach looking at the sea.

She couldn't see the burning sky in the distance, she just looked at it.

As I looked at it, I cried without knowing why.

If that old master were still here, he would be wiping away the tears of his disciple with distress at this moment, but unfortunately he is long gone.

Not far away, Ye Zhihua was holding his daughter in his arms. The little girl was so beautiful that she opened her little mouth and was babbling.

"Daddy...Daddy."

Ye Zhihua smiled, thinking about the young boy who was very shy at the beginning.

At that time, he was not the master of Chixin Temple, but his junior disciple.





On the rocks farther away, a girl in white stood barefoot, looking at the sky. Many, many years ago, at that time, none of these people in the world existed.

She watched with her own eyes as her eldest brother left, went to an unknown place, and never came back.

From that day on, she was alone.

"Brother."

The girl in white murmured, maybe it was at the last moment that she really wanted to see her eldest brother again.

It's just a pity that no one responded to her.

There is only the sound of sea water lapping against the rocks.

I don't know how long it took, but a figure appeared here.

He was standing on a rock not far away, wearing a mask. The mask looked like a bright sun, with a head of white hair on top.

The girl in white is looking at the sky, and he is looking at the girl in white.

He didn't speak or do anything.

The girl in white slowly turned around and looked at the person here.

At this moment, there is no need to say much about many things. The person in front of you is the real Holy Lord.

But why he appeared here instead of in the Holy Mountain is something that everyone wants to know.

The girl in white was not surprised, she just looked at him with no emotion in her eyes.

"Many years."

The Holy Lord's voice sounded, without any emotion, only a little cold.

"Yes, you have been waiting for many years."

The girl in white said: "Over the years, I know you have been looking at me. Every time I wake up, you come to see me, but you never do anything, but wait."

What are you waiting for?

Naturally, what she is waiting for is for the star in her body to truly mature. When it truly matures, it becomes a real star.

At that time, Fuyun is not the end of this world. All monks will continue to practice, explore higher realms, and become stronger people just like they did many years ago.

It's just that in such a world, there is no need for other monks for the time being, because he wants to continue to be the strongest person and ruler in this world.

But now, the time is ripe for everything.

The star is about to mature.

Then he came.

"What do you want to do?"

The girl in white looked at him and said: "You don't actually need to come see me at this time. When the star matures, I will die and a new star will hang in the sky to replace the original fake star."

The Holy Lord said: "If that's all, I don't have to come. I just need to stay in the Holy Mountain and kill the three young people and the two rebels. Then someone will naturally take care of the rest of the things in the world."

"But how can it be so simple?"

The Holy Lord said calmly: "The new star has reappeared, and the world of practice has begun. Even if the monks are dead now, there are always people in this world. New monks will be born, and after they are born, they will practice. In that way

In this world, practice is no longer difficult. Even if I am watching, there will always be places that cannot be seen. In this way, I don’t know that one day, someone will appear who is as powerful as me, or even more powerful than me.

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To be continued...
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