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1020 Middle Earth

Just as the two powerful men were communicating in the north, Fang Xingjian had already returned to the imperial palace of the imperial capital. .

After a day and a night, he opened the black paper that sealed the prince again.

Then he saw that the prince in the black paper was indeed much calmer, his phoenix eyes stared at Fang Xingjian coldly and said, "Let me come out, don't worry, I won't attack anyone."

After all, she is a peerless genius in the Western Continent and a hero who once dominated the country. After a day and a night, she has thought clearly about the situation in front of her.

Fang Xingjian shook his head: "Not now. I just look at your situation. When I get to the place, I will release you."

As he said that, he had closed the seal paper again, leaving the prince among them to yelling with anger on his face.

Seeing that his eyes were restored to darkness again and lost the image of Fang Xingjian, the prince was so angry that his teeth bite, and said with hatred: "Fang Xingjian, wait for me!"

Thinking of her current state, she was so ashamed and angry that she was actually kept in captivity by a man like a pet. Even if she was released, she still had to do that kind of thing. When did she encounter this situation?

The prince thought hatefully: "Fang Xingjian, when I catch your handle, I must lock you up, lick my feet and eat my shit every day."

Fang Xingjian on the other side took back the seal paper and found the fourth prince, Tyrant and others. He began to explain some things that the empire would cooperate with the Holy See in the future, harvesting of the prairie, and so on.

It can be said that in the battle of the imperial capital, Fang Xingjian's reputation is now at its peak. Many people even call him the world number one, the strongest in the continent, countless forces, and countless strong people surrendered to him.

In addition, six powerful people of the fifth level of the god level, including Tyrant, were defeated by the Uncommon Saint Son, but they did not affect their reputation at all. After all, the Uncommon Saint Son was a sixth level of the god level, and they also held the White Emperor Aurora Sword. It was normal for them to lose.

Fang Xingjian knew that excluding top-notch strong men, Tyrant and others, plus more than a dozen strong men, including the King of the Four Seas, who defected after the Battle of the Imperial Capital, were enough to deal with most crises, so Fang Xingjian was not worried about this.

He just gave some advice on the martial arts practice of Tyrant and others, and then arranged some cooperation with the Truth Holy See, and announced his retreat again.

Fang Xingjian’s goal of retreat this time is naturally to impact the seventh level of the god level.

He wanted to find a world with a huge difference in time flow rate from here. While rushing to the seventh level of the god level, he would once again improve his high-dimensional swordsmanship to prepare for possible battles with Urbian in the future.

Moreover, the seventh level of the God-level time path may also be helpful for him to understand his life span.

...

In the Middle Earth continent, wars are everywhere, and people are living in poverty.

There are eunuchs and relatives in the outside world, and there are vassals and warlords outside, the imperial power is weak, and the politics is dark.

After 200 years of rule, the Great Jin Dynasty finally came to an end.

The Central Dynasty had almost lost control of the entire twelve states of Middle-earth.

And at this moment, Shenjing is in Chengtian Palace.

Fang Xingjian slowly opened his eyelids and looked at the surrounding environment.

The first thing he did next was to observe his lifespan flow rate.

The next moment, a hint of joy appeared on his face.

"Okay, at this speed, I've been in this world for five years, and at most one month on the Miracle Continent. Such a long time is enough for me to do those things."

At the same time, the martial arts will in his body had swept out.

His cultivation is so deep that his martial arts will can naturally be controlled freely. As long as he is willing, his martial arts will can either collapse and collapse, turn the rivers and seas, or go to the underworld, without any form.

In just a short time, his martial arts will had roughly swept across the entire Shenjing City.

‘Is it a world similar to an ancient dynasty?’

The Fang Xingjian now naturally came to this parallel world through the Nine-level Heavenly Palace, but slightly different from the previous few times. This time he directly replaced himself in this parallel universe, just like the Fang family who entered the parallel universe last time.

With a slight scan of martial arts will, Fang Xingjian already had a little understanding of the Shenjing where he was.

Unfortunately, the self in the parallel world is too weak. As soon as his martial arts will arrive, all his thinking was crushed into powder, leaving only an empty shell of body, but he could not directly know his identity in the parallel world.

However, after looking at the dragon robe he was wearing at the moment, he could guess that he might be the so-called emperor.

In Fang Xingjian's martial will sensing, his appearance in this universe is a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy. He is thin, pale and sick, but he can't see any emperor's majesty at all.

He doesn't care about these identities, but he knows nothing about the current world. You should know that this is an impact on the seventh level of the god level. Although Fang Xingjian is very confident in his swordsmanship, he will not be blindly arrogant. Therefore, the first thing he has to do now is to understand the situation in this world.

Thinking of this, he looked at a little eunuch beside him and said, "Come here."

The little eunuch had a pretty face and a hint of cleverness revealed in his eyes.

"What are your instructions?"

When he walked to Fang Xingjian, although he was considerate, he was just like a fixed etiquette, and his expression lacked a sense of awe of imperial power.

Fang Xingjian thought for a while and said, "Tell me about the situation today."

Hearing the other party's words, a trace of contempt flashed deep in the little eunuch's eyes, and he felt that the little emperor was really just a clay puppet. I'm afraid that the emperor's life would not even be able to get out of Chengtian Palace, and even the current situation in the world needs to ask him for information.

But the next moment, he looked at the other person's eyes flashing with a hint of confusion, and only felt that the other person's eyes looked so attractive and beautiful.

He heard him say with a dazed look on his face: "The emperor has just ascended the throne, and he is too young and has lost his power. Now the power of the court is in the hands of General Cao, Eunuch Wang and Taishi He.

But there have been wars everywhere in the world, and the princes and powerful people occupy land as kings. I am afraid that even Jingzhou will not be able to go out of the court…”

After using the Heart Sword Dao, the little eunuch naturally said everything he knew at once, and Fang Xingjian frowned slightly.

He did not expect that his identity in this parallel universe was not only a helping force, but a burden.

However, the other party was just a little eunuch after all. The so-called situation in the world was also something that some ministers said, but they didn't know clearly. Fang Xingjian asked a few questions and was vague about the convenience.

So Fang Xingjian simply divided up several martial arts wills and probed towards the entire Shenjing.
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