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Mo Qiuyu had never seen the Bell Banner activate before, he only knew the name of this array concealed weapon — Exterminate in all directions.

The white jade square in front of the palace was used to inspect the martial warriors' training grounds. However, it had become the best place for egrets to live. Several thousand egrets were resting quietly on the ground.

Mo Qiuyu's purple-colored gown was blown by the wind, and in that instant, several thousand egrets on the plaza all flapped their wings, gathering like dragons, circling around the Twelve Layered Heavens, looking extremely spectacular.

Tie Mu had once been offered a reward for the head of Emperor Xia Wenshao. Iron Curtain could be killed, but the only consequence he had to bear was to become enemies with the entire Grand Xia Dynasty.

Putting aside the fact that the Emperor of Xia, Jun Zhenglong, was one of the ten great generals under his command, he could lead his troops and flatten these twelve floors.

But regardless of which generation it was, behind any overlord, the shadow of Iron Curtain could be seen. This was also the reason why the iron curtain was still as firm as a rock even after being battered by wind and rain.

Mo Qiuyu had a faint smile on her face from start to finish. As she walked on the public square, the silver egrets circling the skies cast a dragon-like shadow upon her, enveloping her.

He stepped onto the stone steps that seemed to ascend to the heavens by himself. As he walked in the silent wind, his silver hair fluttered in the wind, and his long sleeves fluttered in the wind.

Suddenly, just as he was about to step onto the final stone step, a loud bell rang out from the entrance of the thirty-six palaces of the Twelve Palaces. The sound was deafening and awe-inspiring. The dragon-like egrets in the sky scattered in alarm.

"Pavilion Master Yan Song, Mo Qiuyu, requests an audience with the Emperor!" Mo Qiuyu lowered her proud head.

The space between heaven and earth seemed to be filled with silence. The door of the palace was blocked by the white light, and the scene inside could not be seen clearly.

Suddenly, in the cold spring wind, someone pulled the strings of a zither, and the sound of a song, like flowing clouds flying through snow, suddenly became grand. It carried a myriad of qi images, as if the four seas had forgotten about the airplane.

Mo Qiuyu quietly stood in front of the huge palace gate, listening to the melody of the thunderous gale, her heart completely immersed in her own self. He lowered his head to look at the small shadow reflected on the ground. Under the two bronze pillars that were like mountains, he only felt himself to be extremely small and insignificant.

"I won't see you. The Green Mountain Sword flies like a bird, and the lofty mountains roil through the clouds, breaking through the perilous stair.

"I can't see her. She went on a solo journey and caught a horned dragon drawing snow in the night."

"Autumn Rain, come in."

A warm and deep voice came from the massive Heavy Tower. Mo Qiuyu softly promised, then stepped into the Sacred Ground where Iron Curtain had decided what to do.

Anyone who was able to enter would definitely be a grand character that was guarding a region.

Under the heavy curtain, Mo Qiuyu silently walked past, and occasionally, a martial artist maid would walk past him. He knew that the person who sent the sound transmission wasn't here at all, but was at the highest level of the building.

The Iron Curtain King, Liu Xiyuan was a person whose name shook the world twenty years ago. At the same time, he was also the first person that the Emperor of Da Xia wanted to kill on the imperial edict for the prohibition of martial arts.

However, it was not as if there were no people in the entire world who could kill him. It was said that that person was just unwilling to come out because he was too old, so old that he could not leave.

Thinking of that person's exact news, Mo Qiuyu quickened her pace. For six years, his heart had been cold when he heard that the man was still alive.

He was already dead, how could he still be alive?

At the highest floor of the tower.

The real Ocean Palace was located in this place.

Mo Qiuyu's heavy footsteps echoed throughout the hall, and the high dais was empty. Mo Qiuyu quietly stood by the Pill Emperor's side as she surveyed the empty surroundings of the great hall.

"Teacher is not here."

A voice suddenly came from the distance. Mo Qiuyu turned around, the young lady's graceful figure was hiding behind the curtain as she said to him, "Teacher knows that the lord has arrived, at the top of the Star Observation Platform!"

Mo Qiuyu gazed at the young girl's violet hair, as a stunning face appeared before him. The shock in his eyes faded as he caressed the girl's head with a smile on his face, "Hundred Miles Purple Demon, it's been a year since we last met, and yet you've grown up to this extent!"

The young lady's face was dark as she dodged Mo Qiuyu's hand and intentionally lowered her voice, "Lord Mo, are you very big? You seem to be only a few years older than me! "

Mo Qiuyu smiled, looking at the direction the young girl left in, deep in thought, as she ascended the Star Observation Platform.

"The Emperor Tianshou of Wen Shao of the Da Xia Empire was eighteen years old. At the age of 64, the main scenery of the Southern Swallow Country was overflowing. After the chaos at the palace, Jing Hui, who was only seventeen years old, was promoted to the position of the next King of Nanyan by his seniors. He was already halfway there to start the Emperor's report. In this chaos, the situation of the Southern Yan Empire had drastically decreased. The Jing Clan was at odds with each other, and even though they had suffered heavy casualties, they still had control over the situation of the Southern Yan Empire. Ever since the previous war, fifteen years ago, the Eastern Emperor had restored the clan structure of the marquis' private conscripts. Although this lion looked old, its might was still as strong as it had ever been! If he wants to fight, sooner or later he will! "

Listening to the deep voice in the main hall, Mo Qiuyu looked up at the man dressed in black armor at the Dome of the Sword, then lowered her head, "Jing Hui has already been promoted to the position of Emperor of Southern Swallow Country. The older members of the Jing Clan held a coronation ceremony at the Jing Clan's temple, and Heavenly Imperial Sword was given to Jing Hui."

The valiant man sighed, and turned around. His mighty face was filled with dignity, and his expression was steady, his eyes were like torches, as though he wanted to see through Mo Qiuyu's heart, "Three hundred years ago, a famous general of the Jing Clan, the Sixteenth Steel Cavalry of the Southern Yan Empire, swept across the entire Northern and Southern lands. Tian Que's reputation also did not change for a while … … But until now, all of the men of the Jing Clan have been completely immersed in their intoxication. No one will be able to bring up the blade of Tian Que's sword and sweep away all the dukes anymore. "

When Mo Qiuyu heard the Sovereign King's words, she frowned, "With the Jing Clan in trouble, it is difficult to protect the surrounding dukes from their ambitions. This subordinate has received news that Jing Hui will once again head to Hubei in a month's time!"

"Hubei?" Liu Xi Yuan nodded his head and the corner of his mouth curled into a cold smile: "Trying to suppress the Su Clan's protection?"

"Su Jin watched as Jing Hui grew up and had a close relationship with the main scenery of Southern Swallow Country. Hubei will certainly send troops to protect the Jing Family without worry!" Mo Qiuyu respectfully replied.

Liu Xi Yuan turned around and walked towards the study, his black cloak trailing behind him. Inside the hall, the iron armor clanged as the sound of footsteps filled with dragons and tigers filled the air, "General Su is expected to use the floating hood of the Jing Clan to assist the Jing Clan in its peace? Who's the current Great General of the Su Clan? "

Mo Qiuyu followed closely behind and hurriedly replied, "The Su Clan, Su Qiuyu!"

"A piece of trash... Has the Su Clan reached such a state!? " The iron-armored man stopped in his tracks, and slightly turned his face to the side, his voice slightly cold and mocking, "The Su Clan's legend's man is still alive? If he knew that the Su Clan of Zhenbei had become like this today, would he laugh or cry? "

"That person is still alive," Mo Qiuyu was just about to take out the security when she saw that Liu Xi Garden was already far away.

"It's good that he's still alive. There's no need to show me … We'll meet again sooner or later! "

Inside the Warm Pavilion of the Underworld

The warm sunlight shone through the jade carvings on the walls of the pavilion. Several maids surrounded Willow Garden and removed his heavy armor. They then handed them to the warriors beside him, who carefully hung them on a rack on the side.

Liu Xi Yuan changed into a heavy purple long-sleeved gown and sat behind the desk with his eyes closed in meditation.

Mo Qiuyu stood by his side, attentively reading the secret message from Hubei.

The people only knew that the Iron Curtain Sovereign Liu Xiyuan's technique of dual blades was superb, but they didn't know that Liu Xiyuan's way of fighting was even more unfathomable.

The Liu Family was a great family of the former dynasty, and also a family of civil and martial arts. There were thirty-two guards of the Sixteenth Division in the Eight Pavilion Hall. Other than the noble bloodline, the reason the Liu Family was able to remain as the patriarch of this hall, was also due to this person's literary and martial arts skills.

On the north side of the pavilion, a errand boy was pushing a staircase. He took out books from a bookshelf that was as high as a wall and arranged them into books. The bookshelves on that wall were filled with ancient books. From the laws of the country of An to the geography of the Mountains and Seas, it could be said to be all-encompassing and varied. The books in the Royal Library of the Grand Xia were nothing more than this.

Mo Qiuyu read the secret report in her hands quietly, pondering in her heart. The Western Willow Garden quietly sat behind the desk, closing its eyes and resting its mind. But Mo Qiuyu could feel that Liu Xi Garden's gaze never left her face.