Xuanyu is somewhere in a primitive mountain range about a hundred miles away from Chang'an City.
A sharp cry sounded, shaking the forest. A third-level ferocious bird swooped down from the clouds thousands of feet high, and rushed to the ground at a speed invisible to the naked eye. A deer-shaped ferocious beast was drinking water by the lake.
Sensing the approaching crisis, the deer-shaped ferocious beast appeared very panicked and tried to hide in the dense forest nearby with its flexible movement, but obviously its speed could not be compared with that ferocious bird.
In just a few breaths, the ferocious bird swooped down with a gust of wind, its sharp claws easily piercing the head and body of the deer-shaped ferocious beast, and the violent force instantly killed the latter.
"Bah!"
The vicious bird let out a cry full of joy, and was about to spread its wings and fly away with its prey. When it returned to its nest to enjoy it, an arrow suddenly flew out of the space beside it and nailed it to the ground.
The space where the arrow appeared fluctuated like the surface of a lake, and dozens of soldiers wearing white armor suddenly appeared, exuding an iron-blooded killing intent.
A soldier holding a dragon bow in his hand took a few steps forward, stretched out his hand to pull out the arrow from the vicious bird, and then knelt down on one knee in the direction of the space he walked out of like the others.
"Welcome Your Majesty!"
The hidden formation that had been deployed for decades also collapsed at this moment, revealing many buildings hidden in the mountains and forests. At the same time, powerful auras filled the air, killing all the ferocious beasts within a radius of ten miles.
Run away in shock.
There were surprisingly nearly a thousand soldiers here who were as powerful as them.
In a simple stone palace in the center of the mountain forest, an old man wearing a white gold silk dragon robe stands outside the door of the palace. His seemingly old body contains terrifying power and exudes the majesty of an emperor who is not angry and has no authority.
, making people surrender to it involuntarily.
hold head high!
A dragon roar that shook the heavens came out from Zhou Mingxuan's body, and a golden jade seal carved with mountains, rivers, and numerous complex and mysterious spiritual patterns appeared from above his head, and a tiny five-clawed golden dragon phantom wandered among it.
When the dragon's roar sounded, the nine surrounding Nine Provinces Cauldrons began to buzz involuntarily, as if they were sensing what was going to happen next.
"His Majesty!"
“Old minister, I pay my respects to Your Majesty!”…
Under the stone palace, a group of old-looking scribes couldn't help bursting into tears when they saw Emperor Yu appearing, and they quickly paid him a royal courtesy.
But the generals on the side looked much younger, mostly middle-aged, and their bodies were full of vitality and blood, billowing like a furnace.
They are all civil and military officials and white-armored soldiers of the Manchu Dynasty who ascended to the Eternal Continent with Emperor Yu Zhou Mingxuan a hundred years ago and survived!
Emperor Yu Zhou Mingxuan looked at the few civil and military officials left in front of him and lamented, "A hundred years have passed, and many beloved ministers have already left before me."
When he ascended a hundred years ago, he misestimated the power of the Ascension Thunder Tribulation and overestimated his own strength. He almost fell together with the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty on that day.
If not for the critical moment of the last thunder tribulation, Zhou Mingxuan decisively controlled the Jiangshan Sheji Formation through the power of the Kyushu Cauldron, mobilizing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth from Kyushu to integrate into the Luck Golden Dragon, allowing it to offset most of the power of the thunder tribulation.
While using the nine-tripod emperor's seal and the nine-state tripod, which have reached the fifth level and reached the highest level, they used their powerful defensive power to protect themselves and the surrounding civil and military officials. They braved the power of the remaining thunder and calamity and tried their best to rush towards the sky.
door.
During this process, ninety-nine percent of the White Armored Army officers perished, and some weaker civil and military officials also had their souls broken on the spot and returned to hell under the backlash of the shattered humane legal network.
And Zhou Mingxuan, as the emperor of the Dayu Dynasty and the co-lord of the world, when the Dragon Pillar of Luck was almost broken, a powerful backlash came to him.
If it weren't for the several artifacts of the country on his body that shared most of the backlash, his fate might not have been much better than those of those officials.
Fortunately, after a narrow escape, they still managed to ascend to the Wanjie Ruins and reach the upper realm!
However, because he was seriously injured, he has been here to heal his injuries for a hundred years. At the same time, he was also repairing the severely damaged Zhenguo artifact and the remaining golden dragon of luck in it.
Only some civil and military officials with minor injuries, after adapting to the Eternal Continent, followed the orders of Emperor Yu to move around the kingdoms of the Xuan Realm and lay out...
Cutting away the distracting thoughts in his heart, Yu Emperor Zhou Mingxuan raised his head and looked at the sun star hanging high in the sky: "After so long of planning, our Dayu Dynasty will finally appear in front of the world and be rebuilt on the Eternal Continent.
As long as it survives the coming catastrophe, the Great Universe will surely be like this sun star, passed down through the ages and immortal!"
The surrounding civil and military officials and white-armored soldiers looked at each other with blazing eyes, "Yes!"
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As usual, the girl in red shirt was walking on the streets of Chang'an City with her two personal maids, stopping from time to time to watch the scribes who practiced Haoran's literary style debate or recite poetry.
In the past month, more and more scribes from various countries in the Mysterious Realm have rushed to Chang'an City to participate in the grand literary and Taoist gathering held by Jixia Academy.
This is also due to the fact that scribes can be seen everywhere in Chang'an City. An inkstone thrown casually can hit a third-level or fourth-level scribe. There are even dozens of famous scholars appearing here.
This also caused powerful auras of aura to rise into the sky in Chang'an City, scattering the sea of clouds in the sky, making the sky clear for more than ten days within a radius of hundreds of miles.
It is no exaggeration to say that Chang'an City is a holy land of literature and art!
"The literary event is about to begin." After watching a group of low-level scribes discussing their friends with poems under a restaurant, the girl in red shirt became less interested. After all, she had seen many such situations in the past few days.
If it weren't for the cultural event that attracted her, she would have followed Grandpa Fu back to her family.
A maid smiled and said: "Miss, the literary event will officially begin in three days. By then you will be able to see many talented people show up, displaying music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, poetry, etc.
In addition, it is said that at the end of the grand event, many great scholars discussed Taoism."
"In addition, miss." Another maid continued, "I heard that the geniuses of the Xuanyu countries and those first-rate forces have also come to Chang'an City, and they seem to want to compete with the geniuses of the scribes."
"Martial Arts Talent!" The girl in red shirt paused in her steps, with excitement and anticipation in her eyes. "Is this a confrontation between the younger generations of martial arts and martial arts? It's getting more and more interesting. I'm really looking forward to the event in three days!"
Suddenly, a group of people walked toward the gate of Chang'an City. An invisible air of murder caused passers-by to disperse to both sides to make way for a thoroughfare.
The girl in red shirt glanced at one of the old men in black, and she couldn't help but feel dazed. She felt an indescribable aura of dominance from the latter, as if she saw a dragon flying in the nine heavens!
ps: This is from yesterday. There should be another update. If not, I will make it up tomorrow morning.... Friends who read books, you can search for "Blue Chinese Network" and you will find this site as soon as possible.