Chapter 384 The battle of national fortune moves the world
On the sixth day of September, at the entrance to the secret room of Houjin Palace.
Ever since Zongzheng Huachun and the Ghost Swordsman agreed to fight in Bashan, Zongzheng Huachun entered the secret room to retreat, hoping to break through the shackles and reach the realm of the Grand Master.
Outside the secret room, Zong Zhengyue, together with the masters in the royal court, and the remaining Dharma Kings from Houjin Daxue Mountain, sat cross-legged at the door of the secret room, guarding Zong Zhenghua Chun day and night, and not letting others disturb him at all.
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The day of the decisive battle is getting closer and closer, but there is no movement in the secret room.
Everyone was waiting anxiously and patiently, knowing that Hou Jin's fate and their own fate were firmly tied to the person in the secret room.
At this moment, the stone door of the secret room became loose.
"Um!?"
Zong Zhengyue hurriedly stood up and looked over, while the others looked over with their hearts beating rapidly.
"Boom! Boom!"
The stone door of the secret room slowly opened, and Zongzheng Huachun appeared in front of everyone.
Compared to before, he didn't seem to have changed much. His hair was still gray and white, and the corners of his eyes were still full of wrinkles.
You must know that by becoming a Grand Master, the true energy in the body can be turned into true essence, and the true essence can purify the internal organs of the human body, greatly increasing people's lifespan and making them younger.
But at this moment, Zongzheng Huachun's face is the same as before, and he has not become younger. Has he not broken through to the Grand Master?
Immediately, the hearts of all the experts present sank to the bottom of their hearts.
"Father!"
"Holy Lord!"
Zong Zhengyue and other Daxueshan masters quickly saluted Zongzheng Huachun.
"There is no need to be so restrained."
Zongzheng Huachun said calmly: "This retreat is not without gains. I have completely integrated the spirit of the earth's veins into myself, and my strength has made a huge breakthrough compared to before."
"Congratulations to the Holy Lord!"
Hearing Zongzheng Huachun say this,
Everyone present felt a sense of comfort in their hearts.
Although Zongzheng Huachun failed to reach the realm of Grand Master, at least his cultivation level has greatly increased. The Ghost Swordsman is also a Five Qi Master. It is especially clear who will win and who loses between the two.
Zong Zhengyue sighed in his heart, but there was still not much optimism in his heart. Although Zong Zheng Huachun's cultivation level had greatly increased, it was said that the ghost swordsman also greatly increased his strength.
Among the air masters, only Xiao Qianqiu escaped death, and the other five air masters all died. From this, we can see the terrifying strength of the ghost swordsman.
If Zongzheng Huachun breaks through to the Grand Master, then this decisive battle will be foolproof. But if Zongzheng Huachun fails to break through to the Grand Master, what chance does Zongzheng Huachun have of winning against the now invincible Invincible Sword Immortal?
Zongzheng Huachun glanced at the master behind Zongzhengyue, waved his hand, and said: "You are also tired during this period, go back and rest first."
"My subordinates resign."
When everyone heard this, they all got up and left.
Zong Zhengyue wanted to warn everyone not to reveal the news, but she found that Zongzheng Huachun never said a word, and she didn't say anything else. After all, Zongzheng Huachun had done all these things before, so today's
Is this behavior intentional?
Zongzheng Huachun asked: "How is it in the royal court recently?"
Zong Zhengyue clasped her fists and said: "Return to my father, everything is normal in the royal court. I have killed some of the people who were just outsiders, and I have also uncovered some spies from Dayan and the Demon Sect."
Zongzheng Huachun sneered and said: "Don't pay attention to them. After the battle in Bashan, we will deal with them."
It is impossible for everyone to swear allegiance to Hou Jin. In this world, there are still the majority of losers.
Zong Zhengyue nodded slightly, then thought of something, and said: "After the death of Zhao Zhiwu, Princess Anle became the new Human Emperor with the support of the Ghost Swordsman, known as Yong'an Human Emperor. According to the intelligence, she quickly took control
The power of the royal family and its temples, its ruthless tactics, and its determination are astonishing."
When Zhao Zhiwu frequently summoned Zhao Xuening, Hou Jin's spies kept an eye on Zhao Xuening. After all, she also had the hope of succeeding to the throne and becoming the princess of the Emperor of Yan.
The secret agents of the Later Jin Dynasty should pay attention to all the heirs who can become the Human Emperor.
The development of the situation at this moment also confirmed Hou Jin's guess. This princess came from behind to defeat Zhao Chongyin and became the Emperor of the Yan Dynasty.
If we only rely on ghost swordsmen, the temple aspect cannot be solved so easily. Obviously, the new Human Emperor has her iron-blooded methods and can quickly cut through the mess of all the civil and military officials in the temple.
Zongzheng Huachun narrowed his eyes and said: "Zhao Zhiwu is not simple. He obviously has a deeper meaning in leaving Princess Anle behind. How strong is this princess?"
Zong Zhengyue thought for a while and said: "Before, she was a martial arts waste, and she did not focus on this. I have never seen her take action since she ascended the throne."
Zongzheng Huachun said calmly: "Zhao Zhiwu is an old fox. He likes to keep a secret when doing things. Even if Princess Anle has no cultivation, he must have other means to protect the royal family. The remains of the great master will give birth to a heaven and earth spirit.
This is not a truly priceless thing. I don’t know where these heaven and earth spirits have gone.”
Everyone is in a different position, so the treasures that everyone cherishes are also different. Someone with a status like Zongzheng Huachun thinks that the heaven and earth spirits are extremely precious, so we can get a glimpse of how precious the heaven and earth spirits are.
The spirits of heaven and earth are the true essence of heaven and earth. Previously they were usually found in the blessed land containing the cave heaven.
Nowadays, the number of cave heaven and blessed land in this world has been greatly reduced. This heaven and earth spirit can no longer be found. Only a wisp of heaven and earth spirit will be born from the remains of the great master.
Zong Zhengyue nodded. The person chosen by Zhao Zhiwu, the Human Emperor, was an emperor who liked to play with power. It was definitely not that simple.
Zongzheng Huachun looked towards the south, and somehow thinking of that sword, it was like a flame was burning in his heart.
This swordsman has not been defeated so far, just like the world has not yet been unified. For him, this is something that others have never accomplished.
The road must be walked step by step, and the hurdles must be crossed one after another.
Zong Zhengyue thought of something and lost her voice: "Father, wouldn't this heaven and earth spirit be given to the Ghost Swordsman?"
If the ghost swordsman obtains the spirit of heaven and earth, will his cultivation level break through to the grand master level with his own accumulation?
Thinking of this, a drop of cold sweat appeared on Zong Zhengyue's forehead.
Zongzheng Huachun shook his head and said: "Impossible, the ghost swordsman is not someone Zhao Zhiwu trusts, but someone he fears. How could he give this extremely precious spirit of heaven and earth to the ghost swordsman?"
When Zong Zhengyue heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Yes, the Ghost Swordsman is from the Demon Sect. Zhao Zhiwu was very afraid of the Demon Sect before. How could he give the spirits of heaven and earth to the Ghost Swordsman?
"Let's go out for a walk. I want to see the royal court."
Zongzheng Huachun opened his mouth and walked towards the secret room.
"yes!"
At this moment, Zong Zhengyue saw a bright light in Zong Zheng Huachun's eyes. Although the light was fleeting, Zong Zhengyue still noticed it.
Jade Capital City, Lu Mansion Lobby.
An Jing sat in the guest seat, holding in his hand the famous tea that Lu Mansion used to entertain distinguished guests, and then took a sip.
Tomorrow he would leave for Houjinba Mountain. On this last day, An Jing wanted to take a look at this former Confucian leader and solve some of his doubts.
Soon, an old figure walked out of the back hall.
"Mr. Lu."
An Jing slowly stood up and hugged the old man.
Since the collapse of Wen Palace, Lu Guoyong has become much older than before, especially since he was already very old, and now his face is filled with a layer of twilight.
From ancient times to the present, the death of a hero has always been one of the saddest things.
But An Jing could see a different feeling in this twilight atmosphere, which made people feel refreshed.
"sit."
Lu Guoyong sat on the main seat and said with a smile: "I knew you would come."
An Jing also sat down and said: "Every time I want to come, Mr. Lu seems to know it. I really thought that Mr. Lu had placed a pair of eyes next to me."
"Ha ha ha ha."
Lu Guoyong couldn't help laughing when he heard An Jing's words.
An Jing did not smile, his expression was a bit serious.
Lu Guoyong smiled and shook his head, saying: "You are such an interesting little guy."
An Jing asked: "Isn't it?"
Because of Tan Yun's relationship, coupled with the friendliness shown by the old man in front of An Jing and his old body, An Jing gradually let down his guard. However, the old man in front of him, who had been in charge of the Yan Dynasty Temple for 60 years, was a powerful man.
There was much more blood than An Jing's pure murder.
One of his students is the leader of the Demon Sect, and the other one is the Grand Master Zhao Tianyi.
And Lu Guoyong himself once fought against three Five Qi masters, and even killed one of them. If it weren't for the special nature of Haifu Buddha and Qin Shan's decisiveness in staying behind to protect Qi Xuandao, all three of them might have died.
The old man with half his foot in the soil in front of him is not simple.
Lu Guoyong shook his head and said: "Of course not."
An Jing said: "If Mr. Lu says it's not right, then it's not right."
Lu Guoyong said quietly: "You think too much. Smart people in this world will make a fatal mistake, that is, thinking about something too complicated."
An Jing said calmly: "Juniors are not smart, but they also think too much."
Lu Guoyong said slowly: "It is not good to think too much. It is better not to have too many distracting thoughts and to do it step by step, just like the sun rises every day and people eat, drink, and breathe every day."
An Jing said indifferently: "So, could it be that he is a walking corpse without any thoughts?"
Lu Guoyong picked up the tea cup and said seriously: "You are wrong. The happiest time is when people know less."
Knowing too much is never a good thing, no matter who it is.
"What Mr. Lu said is right, so I never want to get to the bottom of some things."
An Jing nodded noncommittally and said, "But there are some things I want to ask clearly. Can Mr. Zhou represent Mr. Lu now?"
Lu Guoyong said: "Zhou Xianming is Zhou Xianming, and I am an old man. He has his own way to go, and he can only represent himself."
An Jing said calmly: "But I feel that Mr. Zhou seems to be following the path Mr. Lu wants to take."
Today, Zhou Xianming unknowingly succeeded Lu Guoyong's position above the court, and gradually became the number one Confucian scholar and a confidant of the Yong'an Emperor.
Zhou Xianming's development was so smooth that his official career was almost at a rapid pace. Although Zhou Xianming himself was very talented, it was impossible for him to become an important minister in both the government and the opposition in such a short period of time. There must be huge promoters for this.
Everyone knew it was Lu Guoyong, but everyone also ignored Lu Guoyong, thinking that Zhou Xianming was just his promoted successor.
But in An Jing's view, it is not as simple as being an heir.
Establishing a martial arts academy is actually about controlling the world. Such a generous Zhou Xianming may have had an epiphany from An Jing's previous conversation, but he alone cannot have such courage and ability, even with the support of the royal family.
And who is the person behind this?
An Jing thought about it and only thought of one person, and that was the number one Confucian scholar who shattered the Wen Palace.
Everything Zhou Xianming did was only supported by Lu Guoyong.
Zhou Xianming is the will of the old man in front of him, or to put it simply, Zhou Xianming is his puppet.
This ambitious Confucian leader wanted to completely destroy the Jianghu, or to recruit the entire Jianghu for his own use, and complete the eternal reform.
Lu Guoyong looked at An Jing and said calmly: "That is the path he chose. Everything is in line with my facial features."
An Dingying nodded and stood up slowly, "Junior understands. Now that the doubts in my heart have been cleared, I will take my leave."
With that said, An Jing walked out of the lobby.
Lu Guoyong looked at An Jing's back until he completely disappeared from sight.
Not long after, Lu Fang walked in and whispered: "Father, An Jing is gone."
Lu Guoyong still looked at the direction An Jing was leaving and said softly: "Do you know what a sword is?"
Lu Fang knew that there was a profound meaning in these words, so he shook his head honestly and said: "I don't know."
Lu Guoyong exhaled a long breath and said: "The sword has two sides, both are blades. Sometimes it hurts the enemy, sometimes it hurts yourself."
Lu Fang asked: "Father, are you talking about Anjing?"
Lu Guoyong nodded and said: "This sword is the biggest variable."
When Lu Fang heard this, his expression changed slightly, but he quickly recovered, "Father, what do you mean?"
Lu Guoyong slowly stood up and walked a few steps outside the lobby.
"A sword is a sword after all, and it must be held in your hand."
Lu Mansion, backyard.
Tan Yun squatted on the stone pier, holding a box of pastries wrapped in kraft paper in his hand, eating happily.
"Woof woof!" "Woof woof!"
Little Hei Zai looked at the cake eagerly and kept tugging at Tan Yun's pleated skirt.
Li Fuzhou stood aside and said angrily: "Look at how you are sitting now, and whether you are eating or not?"
Tan Yun glanced over and muttered: "It's better for me, uncle. He will never talk about me. You guys keep nagging me all day long."
"What did you say?"
Li Fuzhou frowned and said.
Tan Yun blinked his big eyes and said, "I didn't say anything."
Li Fuzhou glanced at Tan Yun, then looked toward the distant sky with his hands behind his back.
At this moment, a figure walked slowly over from a distance.
"Uncle!"
When Tan Yun saw the person coming, he immediately ran over happily.
An Jing looked at Tan Yun jumping up and down and couldn't help but smile: "Look, your mouth is full of food."
Li Fuzhou also came over and said, "Uncle."
An Jing nodded slightly and said, "Well, I've said everything that needs to be said."
Li Fuzhou's eyelids twitched and he nodded calmly.
Others would not have noticed this fleeting scene, but An Jing saw it very clearly and couldn't help but say: "Third Master, it seems you are curious about what you said to me, Mr. Lu?"
Li Fuzhou said: "Curiosity doesn't count. If my uncle wants to say something, Li will listen to it."
An Jing said: "Mr. Lu said that you are his good student and his most proud student."
When Li Fuzhou heard this, he laughed dumbly and said, "Teacher would never say such a thing."
An Jing asked, "Then what do you think Mr. Lu will say?"
Li Fuzhou did not hesitate and said: "Teacher is not a talkative person, he doesn't know what to say."
An Jing patted Li Fuzhou on the shoulder and said, "He really didn't say anything."
Li Fuzhou glanced at An Jing's movements, but he sighed deeply and said no more.
At this time, the atmosphere gradually became more subtle.
Tan Yun next to him seemed unaware of this subtle atmosphere. While teasing the little black boy, he said: "Uncle, are you going to Houjin? Can I go with you this time?"
Li Fuzhou immediately shouted sternly: "Nonsense! What are you doing? Just stay at home."
When Tan Yun saw how harsh Li Fuzhou was, he immediately shrank his neck and whispered, "Aren't I worried about my uncle?"
She really wanted to watch this decisive battle. She didn't care about the situation that everyone in the world was concerned about. She only cared about An Jing's safety.
An Jing chuckled lightly, "Wait until I come back."
Li Fuzhou snorted coldly: "Don't follow me secretly, you will only cause trouble."
Others might not follow him, but a bold and heartless person like Tan Yun might still secretly follow him despite repeated warnings and instructions.
"I understand, Master."
Tan Yun opened his mouth, lowered his head and said, "Uncle, don't worry, I won't cause any trouble for you this time."
An Jing chuckled lightly, stroked the bun on Tan Yun's head, and said, "No, I never felt that you were causing trouble for me."
Hearing this, Tan Yun suddenly felt a warm current welling up in his heart.
It seems that only my uncle has never disliked him or considered himself a trouble.
When Li Fuzhou saw this, he sighed in his heart.
Zhao Guo, Cloud Tower.
On the top of the tower, which is as tall as the clouds, the cold wind is biting.
The Cloud Tower is the holy land of Zhao State, and the top of the tower is the holy land among holy places. Few people have been to the top of the tower. If you come to the top of the tower, you will be greatly surprised, because there are other things on the top of the tower.
A foreign land.
This is a Qiong Tower that is not too small. At this time, streams of blood float out from the Qiong Tower, dyeing the surrounding clouds red.
From time to time, shrill sounds came from it.
Above the ground in the building is a huge stone slab. There are grooves in the stone slab, with nine twists and turns. At this time, yellow blood is flowing in the groove, and the source of the blood is a strange beast.
The strange beast looks like a fox, with horns on its back and yellow fur.
This extraordinary beast is Chenghuang, the most important beast of Zhao State.
The blood of Cheng Huang is extremely precious and can greatly increase a person's lifespan. The person who captured this Cheng Huang is none other than the old man from Shifang in the world, that is, the eternal immortal.
At this moment, he was holding a short knife in his hand, which was constantly dripping Chenghuang's blood.
The yellow blood quickly filled the groove. Qianqiu Immortal saw this and threw Chenghuang out. Chenghuang wailed, looked at Qianqiu Immortal in fear, and crawled away cautiously.
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The Qianqiu Immortal Man no longer paid attention to Chenghuang, but directly opened his clothes, only to see that his chest was covered with dense scars, which looked extremely hideous and terrifying.
Even some wounds can clearly see the white bones.
If an ordinary person suffered such an injury, he would probably die ten or eight times before standing up.
At this moment, streaks of yellow light were suddenly released from the grooves. These lights seemed to have spirituality and kept rushing towards the chest of the Qianqiu Immortal.
Under the shroud of this yellow light, the blood from the hideous-looking wound gradually began to stop, and the wound that originally exposed flesh and bone also began to heal.
After dozens of breaths, Qianqiu Immortal breathed out a breath and then gently closed his clothes.
"teacher."
Seeing this, Qi Xuandao whispered: "Has your injury not healed yet?"
I still remember that when he saw this injury for the first time, he was shocked. Could a normal person really suffer such serious injuries?
This only shows that the teacher in front of me is not a normal person at all.
Qianqiu Immortal said calmly: "My injuries were caused by killing four great masters. These great masters all gave desperate blows before they died, especially the Taoist masters of Xuanmen, who were not so easy to recover from.
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Even Qi Xuandao felt a chill in his heart. From the injuries, it could be seen how fierce the battle between the Qianqiu Immortal and those master masters was.
Qi Xuandao thought of something and said worriedly: "Teacher, it is said that another great master has appeared in Suolongjing."
Even though the Yan Dynasty blocked the news, there is no airtight wall in the world, and the news that Wang Yangsheng wanted to break into Suolongjing was still known to Heibingtai.
Qianqiu Immortal said calmly: "What is his name?"
He has seen too many great masters, no matter how talented he is, he has seen them all, no matter how powerful the master is.
So when he heard that a great master appeared, he could remain calm and calm.
Qi Xuan said: "Wang Yangsheng."
"It turned out to be him."
The Qianqiu Immortal Man pondered for a few breaths, and then said: "I have seen this man. At that time, he wanted to plot to overthrow the Emperor of Qin and seize the spirit of the earth in the hands of the Emperor of Qin, but he failed in the end. I didn't expect that he was not dead.
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When Qi Xuandao heard this, he couldn't help but suddenly realized, "It turns out that he was doing it for the spirit of the earth line!"
According to historical records, Wang Yangsheng was a man who conspired and rebelled. However, historical records record that he launched a coup for the sake of becoming emperor. In the end, he was tricked by the Emperor of Qin and became a speck of dust under the wheel of history.
The Qianqiu Immortal sneered: "All the great masters in the past and present have been for the spirit of the earth. Is it for the throne that is easily available?"
In his opinion, the so-called throne cannot be obtained easily, but the spirit of the earth's veins is the thing that can conquer the heaven and earth.
Qianqiu Immortal said: "When the spirit of the Earth's veins is not fully mature, it will be a hot potato in anyone's hand. In this case, I won't take it. I will just pick it off when it finally matures."
Qi Xuandao said with some worry: "Nowadays, the two great masters such as Haifu Buddha and Wang Yangsheng, as well as the Dayan royal family and many other masters of light and darkness are eyeing Suolongjing. Teacher, you are seriously injured and have not recovered. By that time."
There are many masters in the world. If the Qianqiu Immortal Man had no injuries in his heyday, it would be no problem to face all the masters. But now that the Qianqiu Immortal Man has suffered such a serious injury, how can he compete with the heroes of the world?
Qianqiu Immortal said calmly: "Don't worry, by then, my master will naturally regain his full strength."
Qi Xuandao's eyes flashed with shock, "Teacher, is there any way to restore his full strength?"
How terrifying would this great master who had killed countless masters in history be if he could regain his full strength?
Qianqiu Immortal said slowly: "I can foresee that the maturity of the earth's spirit is getting closer and closer. What I have to do now is to look at the third child."
"That ghost swordsman is a hidden danger."
Qianqiu Immortal's voice deepened slightly. Even he, a five-qi master in his twenties, was surprised. Especially recently, he had been killing five-qi masters one after another, which made him feel even more uneasy.
A swordsman who can be called a swordsman is invincible to masters of the same realm. If he reaches the realm of a grand master, he will not be able to pose a certain threat to himself.
Qi Xuandao pondered for a long time and said: "Lao San has absorbed a wisp of the spirit of the earth's spirit. It should not be difficult to reach the realm of the Grand Master."
"I'm still worried. We have been planning for the present for thousands of years. There must be no sloppiness or mistakes."
Qianqiu Immortal took a deep breath and said: "You must go to Houjinba Mountain immediately. You must take action at the most critical moment and give the ghost swordsman a fatal blow. I only want one result, and that is his death."
Qianqiu Immortal Man spoke almost word for word until the end, and his tone was always very calm, as if he was talking about another trivial matter.
For thousands of years, he has been doing one thing, which is to wait for the spirit of the earth to mature and kill those who can threaten him.
In his opinion, there is only one person who can threaten him now, and that is the Buddha of Buddhism. This master is like a living Buddha. He is extremely powerful, but he has a way to deal with him. Secondly, it is not the sudden appearance of Wang Yangsheng.
But the Ghost Swordsman.
Originally, he was not worried about this talented swordsman who emerged from nowhere, but until the swordsman reached the Five Qi Master at an astonishing speed and killed several Five Qi Masters one after another, he finally sensed a hint of danger.
It is his credo to prepare for a rainy day and nip problems in the bud.
Qi Xuandao took a deep breath and said, "I'll leave now."
After saying that, Qi Xuandao turned around and walked outside.
After all, the Kingdom of Zhao is very far away from Houjin, and the time for a decisive battle between Zongzheng Huachun and the Ghost Swordsman is imminent.
Qian Qiu Immortal looked at Qi Xuandao's leaving figure, with a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.
Nanping Road, the border land between Nanman and Yan.
The hazy distant mountains are covered with a layer of gauze, and their shadows are blurry, far and near in the misty clouds and smoke, almost as if they are far away. It is like a few strokes of light ink smeared on the blue sky.
The Lord of the Southern Barbarians stood on a peak of Shiwan Mountain, looking at the sea of clouds in the distance.
He was a sentimental person. Looking at the lonely Yun at this moment, he couldn't help but think of the scene when he proudly led the ten great wizards of the Southern Barbarians out of the mountain. Unexpectedly, all ten great wizards were killed by Xiao Qianqiu alone.
The strength of this Imperial Master of Great Yan frightened him.
Those were ten great wizards, and compared to the weak Nanman, they were 70% of the masters.
The Lord of the Southern Barbarians suddenly woke up. The situation in the world was still changing and turbulent, and he took action too early.
It was because of his wrong judgment that the Southern Barbarians had already reached the point of no return.
Nowadays, great masters appear frequently. How do the Southern Barbarians manage among these forces?
"From the moon."
The Lord of the Southern Barbarians said softly.
"exist."
A woman came over. She had a slim figure as described, a timid and affectionate appearance. Her movements were very charming. Most importantly, she looked back and smiled, with all kinds of charm wrapped around her brows.
She is none other than Cong Yue, the daughter of the great southern barbarian wizard Cong Chu.
The Lord of the Southern Barbarians said: "The decisive battle between the Ghost Swordsman and Zongzheng Huachun is about to begin, right?"
Cong Yue nodded and said: "Many masters in the world heard the news and left to occupy the land of Bashan. It is said that tea sheds and wine shops have been opened there."
Nowadays, the world's masters gather in Bashan just to witness the battle between Holy Master Houjin and the Ghost Swordsman.
One of them is the top expert in Dayan, and the other is the top expert in Houjin. It is no exaggeration to say that the battle between the two basically determines the national destiny of the two countries, and also affects the current situation in the world.
The Lord of the Southern Barbarians sighed and said, "It's really interesting."
Congyue asked curiously: "My lord, uukanshu www.uukanshu.com, have you seen Zongzheng Huachun?"
The Lord of the Southern Barbarians fell into recollection and said: "I met him once many years ago. His popularity is indeed extraordinary."
Cong Yue continued to ask: "Has your Majesty ever seen the Ghost Swordsman?"
The Lord of the Southern Barbarians shook his head and said: "No, the Ghost Swordsman has only been around for three years."
Speaking of this, he couldn't help but be stunned.
Ghost Swordsman only debuted three years ago.
Congyue said with emotion: "It is said that he is very young, I don't know how young he is."
A glimmer of light flashed in the eyes of the Lord of the Southern Barbarians, and then he said slowly: "Let's go to Bashan to see this unparalleled battler."
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