Seeing the clone begin to deduce the martial arts of this world, Fang Xingjian continued to think in his heart: "...not just the Demon Sect, but now I have become the emperor of the Great Jin Dynasty. Although I have the name of great righteousness, there are unprecedented enemies.???≠"

At the end of the dynasty, all kinds of bandits who rose up, the families and princes who were separating themselves from the kings were eyeing him, the emperor.

Moreover, Fang Xingjian has read the information of the Qinglong Secret Palace these days and has also learned a lot about the politics of this world.

Because of martial arts and martial arts powerhouses that can compete with the army, the strong men and sects in this world have a very high status.

The Tiangang Realm master standing at the top of the world has the effect of changing the situation with one sentence.

Like the current decline of the Great Jin Dynasty, the death of the Tiangang ancestor in the royal family is also an important reason.

Now, the rebels in the twelve states in the world have more or less shadows behind each of them. Behind the strongest princes, there are even close ties with the seven strongest sects in the world, three mountains and four mountains.

‘The Demon Sect…and the Three Mountains and Four Mountains…’

Fang Xingjian thought about the embarrassment of the people in the imperial city, and reached out to take out the seal paper stored in his body.

When he spread out the black paper, the prince with anger appeared. The other party's cheeks were swollen, as if they were two buns, staring at Fang Xingjian, as if there were bloodshot in his eyes.

"Fang Xingjian, you guy, wouldn't you forget me in there?"

"Do you know how uncomfortable it is to be alone here? Do you want to drive me crazy?"

"There are no food, no books, no lights, and there is not even a servant who talks to me. How do you want me to live there?"

Fang Xingjian looked at the other party’s angry look and smiled slightly: “Then do you think it out?”

...

Late at night, the moonlight fell on the ground like silver frost.

It was already time for curfew, and there were no people on the streets of Shenjing City at this moment. Only the patrolling city guards walked by from time to time. Because almost everyone was successful in martial arts, they didn't even need torches. They just needed to glance at them and could see every move in the darkness.

At this moment, in a courtyard north of Shenjing City, a girl wearing a black gauze dress and graceful figure was like an elf in the night, floating back and forth in the air, sank into a study like a ray of blue smoke.

As soon as I entered the study, I saw a minister looking at the handpiece and frowned.

"who?"

The minister saw a figure flashing in front of him and was about to shout for someone, but the next moment, after seeing the girl's face clearly, he immediately lowered his voice and knelt on the ground, saying, "Saint, why are you here?"

The girl's face was pale, as if there was no sunshine all year round, but the pupils of her eyes were covered with blood, as if there were rubies inlaid, revealing an infinite mystery.

Hearing the minister's question, the girl's cold voice sounded: "This time the operation failed, the Holy Gate's arrangements for many years were burned down, and the elders in the gate were furious. Naturally, it was impossible not to investigate clearly. What was going on?"
Chapter completed!