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Rush!

On Wudang Mountain, a black eagle flew through the air and suddenly landed in a wooden house behind the mountain.

In the wooden house sat an old Taoist.

The old man is tall and thin, wearing a feather crown, wearing a black Taoist robe and a pine grain ancient sword. His temples have been slightly frosted, but his face is still clear and meaningful, and he seems to be floating out of the dust.

Wudang Taoist priest.

That is, the old knife handle of spirit mountain manor. He carefully looked over and over the plain paper in his hand more than ten times, and his face gradually became solemn.

A beautiful young woman nearby couldn't help asking, "there's not even a word on this letter paper. Why do you read it so many times?"

Taoist Mu lowered his eyes and said in a slow voice, "sword meaning, what a terrible sword meaning."

Tangible and intangible, there is no phase.

Ordinary people don't feel much, but it's not hard to see when their accomplishments reach the level of Taoist mu. There are not only words on the plain paper, but also words with extremely terrible sword meaning!

"What is the meaning of the sword that Shifu treats with such dignity?"

A young swordsman with vigorous Qi machine beside him only glanced at Su Jian, his face changed greatly, vomited a mouthful of blood, and his breath was disordered.

"This is a very unique way for someone to engrave their Kendo on this plain paper."

Taoist Mu glanced and put away the invisible sword book.

With his deep cultivation, after reading the invisible sword words on the plain paper, his Qi was drawn and boiling in an instant. Although his apprentice was also a swordsmanship wizard, he was still too young.

"Interesting! Zixiao palace leader, Great Han Shenghuang, when did such a person appear in the world? It seems that the ghost mountain manor is finally born..."

Taoist Mu stood up with his back straight, like a sword in the sky!

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South palace.

Today's Nanwang, according to his seniority, is also the uncle of the little emperor.

Although the emperor's uncle is not as powerful as Hou Zhu, the iron courage God, who ignores power and leans into the government and the opposition, he also sits in the South and has 100000 soldiers under his command.

South palace, backyard.

A man in white is sitting alone in a quiet room.

The man looked only thirty or forty years old, handsome and cold in his eyes.

It was like a white cloud in the sky, lonely and arrogant, floating in the world. A sword was placed horizontally on his knee. Although the long sword did not take off its sheath, it had a sharp sword spirit that came out through the sheath.

Baiyun City, Wanren mountain, a sword light cold 19 states.

There is a saying in the Jianghu that says Ye Gucheng, the leader of Baiyun city.

He is Ye Gucheng. He is also a legendary sword God in the Jianghu. He is also praised as the best sword in the world by the owner of HuLong villa. He is invited to join the first villa in the world.

Dudududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududui~~~

Nanwang Shizi knocked on the door and said in a low voice, "master ye, the imperial edict has come."

When the emperor's edict arrived, ye Gucheng sat still and looked indifferent. He just moved his sleeve and opened the door with only one word: "speak."

The prince of Nanwang hurried into the house with a smile on his face. After closing the door, he respectfully said to Ye Gucheng, "master ye, it's going to change. The leader of Zixiao palace is rising on the sea. The Great Han of the founding of the people's Republic of China, who is called the holy emperor, has now dominated the East China Sea and is about to set foot in Middle Earth. The emperor convened the top ten generals to serve the king in Beijing, and also called the Nanwang palace to lead troops north to suppress the military chaos in the East China Sea..."

"Oh?"

Ye Gucheng's sword eyebrow took a pick and said calmly, "Zhu ignored to start in advance."

Nanwang Shizi bowed down and said, "master Ye is a good example, but I have been making preparations for Nanwang residence for so many years, and master ye and other experts are in charge. At this time, I obey the imperial edict and have great righteousness. It is a perfect time to enter the capital!"

Everyone in the world has ambition. Zhu ignored his ambition and ran the imperial court. The southern king is not good at stubble. Naturally, he also has the ambition to take over the capital.

"Cooperating with such a person is tantamount to seeking skin from a tiger..."

Ye Gucheng was silent for a while, suddenly smiled and said, "but the troubled times are coming. We must fight. In the name of the Qing monarch, we are ready to call troops and enter the capital. Zhu ignored it and handed it to me."

The prince of the South was overjoyed and said, "if master Ye makes a move, it will be done!"

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"The Central Plains is really prosperous."

Liu Shengxue Ji and Liu shengpiao Xu are two women, one left and one right, holding Liu Hao's shoulder, looking at the colorful world of the Central Plains curiously through the carriage of the Dragon Emperor's chariot.

Compared with the vast and rich Middle Earth, Fusang can only be regarded as a small place. Nobunaga Zhitian and other princes have been fighting disorderly for years. The whole environment has not been unified, and the inside information is naturally far less than that of Middle Earth.

Shangguan Feiyan and Liu Hao have been madly involved for a day and a night. Finally, they are defeated. After a nap, they go back to preside over the affairs at the entrance of the Qingyi Hall of Zixiao palace. Otherwise, they will be jealous when they see Liu Sheng and Liu Hao.

Liu Hao smiled calmly: "Fusang is just a small place. I can cover it with one hand. There are many heroes in China. If you want to level the world, you have to make another game."

"Your Majesty's wise foresight is admired by my concubines."

Liu Shengxue Ji and Liu shengpiao Xu are two girls. They are very savvy. They have learned Chinese language and etiquette since childhood. At this time, the tone is still a little strange, but the two women hold Liu Hao's shoulder, but their hearts are full of sweetness.

Fusang is different from Middle Earth culture. In Fusang, women are the appendages of men.

Liu shengxueji and Piaoxi, two women, have long regarded Liu Hao as the only man they are destined to be.

The car stopped suddenly after half a noise.

There was a neat and light sound of footsteps outside. Someone shouted outside the Kowloon car: "Wei Chen left cold Zen, welcome your Majesty the holy emperor. Long live your Majesty the holy emperor!"

"Wei minister Yue buqun, welcome your majesty, long live your majesty, long live your majesty!"

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Long live the sound of shouting.

Liu Hao pushed aside the curtain of the carriage, went out, nodded and said with a smile, "you Aiqing, all flat."

Zuo lengchan was tall and bold, and Yue buqun was gentle and elegant. They were originally the leaders of the Wuyue sword sect, but when Liu Hao integrated the whole Wuyue sword sect, they joined the Han Dynasty.

Now, they are both high-level Dharma protectors in Zixiao palace.

"Meritorious deeds should be rewarded and punished! Zixiao palace has spread all over the world in recent years. Even there are chess pieces in the court hall. Thanks to you Aiqing, I will give you some Wulin stones to help you break through the realm of martial arts."

Liu Hao Wei Yi said.

The sleeve moved, and several red and magnificent Wuhun stones flew out and fell into the hands of Yue buqun and Zuo lengchan.

"This is..."

Zuo lengchan and Yue buqun were shocked. They looked at the red soul stone in their hands. They felt the vast will of martial arts and were ecstatic