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The wind was blew, blowing through the ruined Wuling Pass, blowing through the devastated capital, blowing Chen Sanlang's hair.

For the first time, he stood on the majestic walls of the capital, stopped and looked into the distance.

The night had already fallen, and the distance was as deep as the sea.

After leading the army into the city, the situation completely stabilized. What we need to do next is to sort out and deal with all kinds of trivial and complicated things, and it took quite a long time. With Chen Sanlang and Mo Xuanyi, they were not able to match their strength and needed to wait for Zhou Fencao and others to arrive.

After several wars, the capital was full of chaos and people's hearts were shaking to the extreme. Chen Sanlang led his troops to appear, like a firm backbone, quickly supporting everything.

The military discipline that has always been emphasized has also had a good effect. No one knocks on the door at night, no one rummages through boxes and cabinets, and no one arrests for strong men... On the street, there are soldiers and armor patrols and stand guard, and it no longer makes people feel scared when they look at it. Instead, they feel at ease and can sleep peacefully.

So, at night, the whole capital was like a frightened child, and finally got a warm and stable embrace and fell asleep.

The breath will not lie. At this moment, thousands of breaths, like an unprecedented surging momentum, poured into Chen Sanlang's mind from all directions, nourishing the "Haoran Silk Book".

The consumption in Dongting was replenished as early as Yangzhou and completely recovered. All the way north, the breath surged every day, just to a madness.

Judging from its scale, the amount in a day is more than in the past month.

The reason is nothing special. This is because of the supreme dividends brought by the increase in territory. In the past, it was in Jingxian - no, at that time, Jingxian belonged to the imperial court - it was not until Laoshan Prefecture that it officially began.

How many people does a mere palace have?

Later, he entered Yongzhou, but due to the war, the population of Yongzhou dropped sharply, which was much worse than before.

The outbreak was after taking over Yangzhou, and then becoming a god in Dongting. To a certain extent, it was equivalent to taking Zhongzhou in disguise. Now standing above the capital, the area of ​​Mingzhou is now in the present.

In total, the area of ​​the three states has increased, and the increased aura can be imagined.

The breath is like a vast ocean until ancient books cannot continue to be accepted. The book is flipped, the words are bright, and the light is stimulated. The entire Niwan Palace shines brightly and its momentum is vast!

But Chen Sanlang knew that this was not the end, and he could not determine what the end was...

"My life is boundless, but knowledge is boundless!"

The monks have been pursuing their lives, seeking forever, and seeking forever, wanting to know what the other side looks like, but even if they ask the Dragon Lord who has lived for a long time, they are still confused.

So, Dragon Lord went out to sea!

This announcement declared the end of an era.

How old is Chen Sanlang? Even if he masters the mysterious "Haoran Silk Book", he cannot understand that he can only move forward. The sage said: I am good at cultivating my righteous spirit!

The existence of ancient books has allowed Chen Sanlang to possess many things that ordinary people do not have.

For example: a feeling beyond imagination!

Now, he looked at the distance as deep as the sea, and the soldiers guarding both sides could only see the vast night, but in Chen Sanlang's eyes, he saw a darker aura constantly moving.

This aura is hidden in the boundless night and is constantly moving, not approaching, but moving away, towards the north.

Chen Sanlang knew what that aura represented, and understood that it was just a temporary retreat, and the other party would still sweep and start over one day.

But that's all for the future.

What Chen Sanlang has to do is live in the present and prepare for the future.

In the north, there is a fragmented Liangzhou waiting to be regained and appeased. In addition, there is also Manzhou...

However, it is impossible for Chen Sanlang to lead his army to complete these matters. He is now in charge of the capital, and the general situation has been completed. The next thing is to receive the acceptance.

The feeling of a good harvest is always pleasant.

"Young Master, it's late at night, let's go down."

The soldier's chief next to him, Mo Xuanyi said softly.

The north wind is quite strong when the city is high, but I am afraid that Chen Sanlang will catch a cold because of this.

Chen Sanlang looked at him and asked, "Master Mo, have you ever been to the capital before?"

Mo Xuanyi smiled and replied: "I came here when I was a teenager. At that time, I wanted to be a wanderer, walk between the city and the rivers and lakes, walk around the world with a sword, and get revenge... But after a few experiences, I realized that it was difficult and really difficult to live like that, so I built a house in Dongting..."

As he said that, his eyes narrowed slightly, recalling many past events, happy and happy, even if he ran in a mess, it seemed to have become a warm memory.

Chen Sanlang pointed to the city gate below and said loudly: "The last time I came to Beijing, I came to participate in the imperial examination."

Of course, Mo Xuanyi knew that his son was an authentic professional and top scholar. In this era, this title was a real halo and dazzling. Sometimes Mo Xuanyi even wondered what the result would be if he was young and he also went to study and took the scientific exam. At least, he should be able to win a juren.

After thinking about it, he laughed at himself: So what about Juren?

Just as there have been top scorers in subjects for thousands of years, but Chen Sanlang only got one.

To this day, when facing Chen Sanlang, Mo Xuanyi still feels full of fog and cannot see through it, as if Chen Sanlang is really the son of the Heavenly Fate, and every step is above the momentum, so he rises step by step, and rises like a comet in a short time, until the light of the world.

Mo Xuanyi is a person who is familiar with military books and many allusions. He has read a lot of history about emperors, almost every one is quite legendary. There are those who are full of rays of light at birth, those who dream of killing white snakes, and those who come from the east... There are countless people.

So, what happened to Chen Sanlang? When you think about it carefully, the title of the Golden List, the Dragon Palace attends the meeting, and the writing of "Yueyang Tower Inscriptions" should be the most legendary one.

Mo Xuan thought secretly, but didn't know about Chen Sanlang's legendary incident. It had happened as early as Jingxian: a red carp, spitting a sword to repay his kindness!

Chen Sanlang also remembered the past in the capital that year, and another huge turning point in his life happened here: Zhengyang Taoist failed to succeed and died of a bad life; while Chen Sanlang survived the catastrophe and embarked on the road of destiny!

Thinking back to the past, he was the best youthful years of his high school top scorer, riding a horse and arranging flowers. He saw all the flowers in Chang'an in one day!

After several ups and downs, I suddenly looked back and saw endless romantic affairs, endless old friends, and endless articles from all over the world. I really feel like a dream in this life, and it is so wonderful.

Thinking of this, Chen Sanlang laughed: "Go down, it's time to go to bed!"

He turned around and went downstairs, surrounded by soldiers and armor, followed step by step, and went downstairs step by step.

Behind them, the night was filled with the sky, a bright moon, and stars shining - tomorrow is a new beginning.

(The book ends!)
Chapter completed!