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CN Baiyun City, a small and unknown city, has entered the vision of high-level officials across the country for the first time, and has stepped onto the stage of the Southern Tang Dynasty with an extremely powerful attitude!

The Golden Scale Imperial City is the imperial capital of the Southern Tang Kingdom, and is the political, economic and cultural center of the entire Southern Tang Kingdom. It is extremely prosperous, with warriors gathering, and there are many aristocratic families and even innate sects.

At this moment, in the Imperial Palace of Jinlin Imperial City, in the Royal Study Room.

"Father, it is abominable that Baiyun City dared to massacre our Tang army. This not only cost our Tang army, but also damaged the prestige of our Tang country. I beg your father to allow me to send troops to attack Baiyun City! Capture the lord of Baiyun City.

Come back and wait for your father to leave!" Li Yu, the crown prince of the Southern Tang Dynasty, cupped his hands and asked for orders.

In front of the desk in the imperial study room, Emperor Li Bizheng of the Southern Tang Dynasty was reviewing the memorial. Hearing this, he slightly raised his head and glanced at the Crown Prince Li Yu, and said calmly: "We in the Southern Tang Dynasty are at war with Nanchu, so we should not cause more trouble!"

"Hey, father, there is no need to worry. There is a border army to deal with the war with Nanchu. Now that there is still a large army in the country, we can send troops to attack Baiyun City again!" Prince Li Yu said quickly.

Emperor Li Bi of the Southern Tang Dynasty frowned, "Attack Baiyun City? Our 100,000-strong army in Chiyang Prefecture was reduced to 70,000. Even General Ouyang Xu died in the battle. How many more people do you want to send to attack?"

"Father, if 100,000 people are not enough, you can send 200,000. We have so many troops in the Southern Tang Dynasty that we don't believe we can't conquer a small Baiyun City." Prince Li Yu said.

"Bang!"

Upon hearing this, Emperor Li Bi slammed the table and said angrily: "You bastard, do you still want me to lose another 200,000 troops? Now our Tang country is in troubled times, and the scale of the war with Nanchu will expand at any time.

!How can you deal with it without leaving any clues?"

"But my father, the Lord of Baiyun City has a treasure worth millions of gold coins in his hands -" Prince Li Yu said hurriedly. He wanted to say more, but Emperor Li Bi picked up the inkstone and threw it directly.

"Get out! What a fool, get out of the imperial study immediately!" Emperor Li Bi said coldly.

Prince Li Yu was so frightened that he ran away in a hurry and left the imperial study.

"What a stupid idiot. He can't be taught no matter how hard you teach him. If the important affairs of the country are entrusted to this son in the future... Hey! If I didn't have only one son, how could I make this idiot the prince?" Emperor Li Bi's face was ashen and ugly.

"Your Majesty, don't be angry. It's not good to make the dragon body angry. In fact, the prince has good intentions. Now that the treasury is empty, the prince also wants to help your majesty solve your problems." The old eunuch waiting next to him hurriedly advised.

"Hey, I'm not greedy for millions of gold coins. It's just that Baiyun City is not a weakling. There are endless methods, and I don't know what the details are. Attacking it rashly is too risky and will only provoke a powerful enemy." Emperor Li Bi's eyes flashed.

, groaned: "According to the information coming from the front, this is a very powerful and mysterious city, and the strong are qualified to possess this treasure!"

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In the cold winter, the cold wind howls, picking up pieces of withered yellow leaves, spinning in the air, fluttering, and covering the ground.

More than a month has passed in the blink of an eye since the last war.

Baiyun Mountain, Xianquan Villa.

"Whoo!" "Whoosh!"

"Boohoo!"

Swords roared in the village, and among the fallen leaves flying all over the sky, a young man in green was seen dancing his sword in the wind. His sword skills were elegant, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, the movement and stillness were combined, and it was natural.

The Qingfeng sword bloomed with sword light, and there was a strong wind blowing, and the fallen leaves around it swayed regularly.

If there are masters who know swordsmanship here, they will be amazed at this young man's swordsmanship. He has mastered swordsmanship to a perfect level at such a young age.

The young man dancing the sword was naturally Ye Xing. For more than a month, except for some necessary matters that needed to be dealt with, Ye Xing was basically practicing.

After practicing hard for thirty or forty days, with his astonishing understanding and hard training, Ye Xing's footwork, body skills, and swordsmanship have all entered the realm of great success. As for his internal strength, he has reached the level of

Reaching the pinnacle of the ninth level in the true sense.

The previous peak of the Ninth Level Realm can actually only be called the peak of the Pseudo Ninth Level Realm. Because the Qi at that time had not yet been completely refined. There was the Qi absorbed from Liu Lihong and the Qi absorbed from Cao Bohao. It was very complicated.

.At that time, time was tight in the Daluo Sect's treasure land. It was only preliminary refining, and the true temperament was naturally messy and not concise enough. Therefore, although Ye Xing was at the peak of the ninth level of martial arts at that time, his real combat effectiveness could only be ranked first.

More than a hundred people.

Now, after hard training, all kinds of skills have been perfected, and the true energy has become perfect and unified, all turned into pure innate skills and true energy. The combat power is no longer that of Wu Xia Amon. In just over a month, it has increased by several levels.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"

"Qiang!"

After completing a set of sword skills, the sword was sheathed, and the fallen leaves around them lost the force of the sword wind and fluttered to the ground.

The leaves are withered and yellow fallen leaves. In the cold winter, the beautiful Fairy Spring Villa can't help but look a bit desolate, which only adds to the sadness.

"I remember that the first time I met Mengxue was in the Pavilion in the middle of the lake. After not seeing each other for several months, it felt like a lifetime ago!" Ye Xing's eyes were filled with yearning, and he looked faintly at the Pavilion in the middle of the lake.

The Huxin Pavilion is located in the center of the lake below the cliff.

There are green pines and green trees on the cliff, and waterfalls and springs. The waterfall is like a silver-white horse pouring down from the cliff and hitting the lake. The water makes a roaring sound, the blue waves flow, and the ripples ripple in circles.

"Whoosh!"

Ye Xing pushed his feet on the ground, flew up, started his Qinggong, somersaulted, jumped across the lake, and landed steadily in the pavilion in the center of the lake.

There is a guqin in the pavilion, which is covered with a thick layer of dust, seeming to record the passage of time.

Five fingers gently brushed the strings of the piano, and longings came to mind like water. Suddenly, it was as if I could hear the beautiful voice playing the piano again, and scenes from the past emerged in my mind.

At that time, he was just a dumb martial arts idiot who didn't understand anything. He practiced hard relying on the techniques given by Mengxue, and the beautiful woman patiently gave him guidance.

The sunset at dusk is so beautiful!

On Baiyun Mountain, you can always see a beautiful woman covered in gauze. The breeze blows the green hair on her forehead, and her green jade fingers flick the strings. Beautiful notes burst out from the fingertips. One is red and the other is green.

Two little maids stood on both sides, laughing and commenting in front of them. In the open space in front, a young man in green clothes was dancing his sword in the wind in the artistic conception created by the sound of the piano, practicing his sword skills seriously.

The past, the relaxed and happy life, come to mind bit by bit.

The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it’s almost dusk!

Without strength, how can he maintain his beauty? In this cruel world of martial arts, he can only work hard.

"I heard that Hanyue Palace has strict rules, Mengxue, how are you doing there? Come on, my husband will come to you soon and marry you back to Baiyun City in all glory. Soon, not far away

It’s not far away!” Ye Xing murmured, his eyes were firm as he looked towards the Central Plains Wulin in the distance.
Chapter completed!