The Sword Dynasty - 217. Chapter 216

The chaotic heaven and earth vitality smashed and flew around on the top of Lushan Mountain, making a trembling sound like a giant bell ringing, as if it were going to resound throughout the world.

Emperor Yuan Wu’s face was a little pale and stood with his hands holding hands, his hands trembling constantly, blood dripping from his fingertips.

Constantly doing his best to fight against these great masters in this world, he was exhausted to the extreme at this time.

However, he felt that every breath he breathed was abnormally sweet, a powerful sensation that he had never felt before, continuously filling his body with the breath.

“The country, mountains, and earth are all under your feet. Who else will be able to be as tall as the widow in the future?”

He raised his head proudly, looked at the mountains and rivers in the distance, and said slowly in his heart.

The vegetation on the Lushan Mountain was almost completely broken, and the mountain walls were washed out by the rain and the vitality of the heavens and earth, and there were bloodstains in the flowing water.

All the Daqin dynasty troops stationed in the mountains watched the chaotic heaven and earth disappear, watched the bright sky scattered, and saw the bright yellow figure standing holding hands, even though their bodies were covered with broken weapons and flesh and blood. At this moment, they couldn’t help but screamed in unison.

“Long live my emperor!”

“Long live my emperor!”

…

In such a voice, Emperor Yan’s face was extremely ugly, he turned and left without a glance.

Qi Di stayed for a long time, and then he sighed.

He was very sad, but at the same time he found that he also admired Yuan Wu.

Emperor Han Chen fled in a dung car and avoided the practitioners of the Qin Dynasty outside the pass for more than ten years…

Yan Ying took a half-step and eight levels, even if he died, he would also provoke the final killing…

Song Chaosheng had his family destroyed by the Qin people’s plan long before the fall of the Wei dynasty. He was helpless when he witnessed the collapse of the country and burst into tears…

Guo Dong will always want to avenge his friends, although he is crazy but endures for more than ten years…

These great masters probably wanted to kill Emperor Yuanwu all the time. After waiting and planning for more than ten years, they finally gathered and got a chance to kill Emperor Yuanwu. However, they were still defeated by Emperor Yuanwu. .

In addition to the previous Li Caitian and Fang Shi, after the battle of Lushan, the world can fight the Emperor Yuanwu, and the great masters who may catch up with his cultivation are almost disappeared.

What is the cultivation base of Emperor Yuanwu’s strength?

“It turns out that Ye Xinhe… is also a chess piece in the saint.”

Huang Zhenwei confronted the intense sleepiness that was constantly sweeping his body. He opened his eyes hard, looking shocked and truly admired at Emperor Yuan Wu in the light of heaven in front of him.

Let this slaying game actually be the booby-trapping game among all the people who finally formed. Ye Xinhe is naturally the most important pawn, but this pawn was buried before the Emperor Yuan Wu ascended the throne. It has been buried for so many years… even Huang Zhenwei didn’t even know that Ye Xinhe’s sword could be used by Emperor Yuanwu.

Mr. Liling’s body couldn’t stop shaking.

Emperor Chu’s body was already in the extreme. With Emperor Chu’s cultivation level, he coughed up a mouthful of blood just before he was upset. It was enough for anyone to understand that Emperor Chu’s time is running out and he will soon become a great Chu. The new king of the dynasty.

It was only the means of Emperor Yuan Wu that the Lushan League not only regained Yangshan County and pushed the frontier for hundreds of miles, but also set up such an overall situation that caused the death of many great masters who threatened him. Even if everyone in the Da Chu Dynasty would not question him and Concubine Zhao Xiang, and would support him incomparably, he would still feel fear and not have the slightest confidence.

The Emperor Chu beside him stared at Emperor Yuanwu’s figure, but for some reason, his face became calmer and calmer, and finally became thoughtful.

His calmness even caught the attention of Emperor Yuanwu, making Emperor Yuanwu once again cast his sights on the old man who was about to end.

Seeing the powerful and satisfying look deep in Emperor Yuanwu’s eyes, the old man suddenly smiled.

Emperor Yuanwu was even more puzzled. He thought that the Da Chu Dynasty would suffer the most in this event, so he couldn’t understand Emperor Chu’s emotions at this time.

…

“Congratulations to the prince.”

Hearing the sound of Shanhu Long live the Lushan Mountain in front of Mo Shoucheng, he turned his head with emotion and looked at Fu Su sincerely said.

At this time, Fusu was still in a slight dizziness caused by the huge shock, and he could not immediately understand the meaning of the words Moshoucheng.

But Ding Ning, who was cold in his heart, knew very well.

After the Lushan Alliance, the Great Qin Dynasty will become the strongest dynasty in the world.

Fusu will naturally become the prince of the strongest dynasty in the world.

Everything seems to be walking under the control of Emperor Zheng Xiu and Emperor Yuan Wu.

Ding Ning seemed to dare not face the supreme majesty on the Lushan Mountain, and slowly turned his body sideways, his eyes first fell on the extremely long mountain that seemed to be able to encircle the entire Lushan Mountain.

That is acacia sword.

There is no emotion in the world that has lovesickness that is lingering and incomprehensible.

Another peerless sword at Bashan Sword Field was also enlightened by Li Xiangcan, one of the two prime ministers under the Yuan Wu Emperor’s throne.

Although Li Qinghou and the unknown Taoist in the dossier were strong, they were finally weaker than this Li Xiang. They didn’t leave before, and they might never be able to leave.

Ding Ning’s eyes fell on the valley where Ye Xinhe fell.

At this time, the valley was filled with smoke, and the collision of the heaven and the earth’s vitality summoned by these great masters caused the ground in the valley to sink a few feet, but Ding Ning was also certain that with Ye Xinhe’s injury just now, Ye Xinhe would not have fallen. die.

“Ye Xinhe!”

Ding Ning closed his eyes again, and uttered the name with all his strength in his heart.

The wall in the Wutongluo wine shop emerged in his mind.

In the empty space on the wall, there is a huge flower blooming mysteriously.

…

When he closed his eyes outside Lushan and thought of the painted wall of Wutongluo Wine Shop, many people waited quietly in Changling City.

In the small courtyard, Changsun Qianxue is steaming glutinous rice.

Her fingers seem to be crystal clear and whiter than glutinous rice.

The spring breeze is like scissors, cutting out the green leaves of Changling trees and gently rolling into the courtyard, gently raising the curtain from time to time.

Looking at the painted wall that occasionally revealed a trace behind the door curtain, and thinking of the meaning contained in this wall, Changsun Qianxue’s cold eyebrows suddenly felt a little dry.

She was a little annoyed and stopped looking at the fire, letting the flame in the stove go out.

She was convinced that even if Ding Ning had an accident in Lushan or Wushan, she would still stay in Changling, waiting for the day when Zheng Xiu and Yuan Wu could be killed.

But she can also be sure that without Ding Ning, she would not be used to everything.

“Why are you dying.”

“Why did you die!”

She thought of the man again for no apparent reason, her eyes were filled with hatred and anger, and her eyelashes trembled uncontrollably.

In another small courtyard not far from her, Zhang Yi was also boiling water.

He looked at the dry wood in the stove, but his expression was very focused.

Every time a few sticks of dry firewood are inserted into the stove, a few strands of heaven and earth vitality fly out from between him and fall into the red charcoal under the dry firewood.

The dry firewood burned extremely violently in an instant, and in just a moment, the water pot gurgled and the white steam churned.

He also pointed to a sword, swiping both fingers, and the slightly boiling water in the pot flew out like a crystal clear snake and fell into the large wooden bath barrel on one side.

He added some cold water, tested the temperature of the water, and added some water to the water pot to prepare. Then he shouted to the courtyard: “Little Junior Brother, you can bring the cave master to wash.”

Shen Yi helped Xue Wangxu slowly appear in his sight.

Seeing Shen Yi helping Xue Wangxu into the tub, and using a piece of old loofah stem to help Xue Wangxu wipe his back, Zhang Yi relaxed, and started to soak Xue Wangxu’s washed clothes in hot water, and started rubbing and washing.

When doing these things, Zhang Yi was like an ordinary boy from the market who had lived in Wutongluo for a long time. He had completely forgotten how restrained he was at the beginning, and he didn’t even dare to shout loudly.

But when he called “Little Junior Brother”, he couldn’t help but think of Ding Ning.

Before Shen Yi started, Ding Ning was the younger brother of Baiyangdong.

Xue Wangxu lived in this phoenix tree fall, and seemed to be peaceful and enjoyable every day, but he knew that Xue Wangxu’s body became less and less optimistic.

“I don’t know where Junior Brother Ding Ning is now, and I don’t know if it’s safe.”

He looked at the energetic heat, wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand. He knew it, but he couldn’t help but looked at Shen Yi and Xue Wangxu like an inquiry, and said, “Should the Lushan League be over today? ”

“The day of the Lushan League is today.”

Shen Yi looked at Zhang Yi through the misty white mist, and said seriously: “Brother Ding Ning can see the current affairs better than anyone else. He just watches from a distance. Of course, there is no danger. After today, he should return home. Ready to participate in the Minshan Sword Fair.”

That’s what I said, but Shen Yi didn’t have the confidence in his own heart. What if something happened at the Lushan League meeting? In case the negotiation between the sage and the three dynasties did not take the slightest advantage, what accidents happened instead?

Zhang Yi hummed softly, seeming to agree with Shen Yi’s statement, but he had no bottom in his heart.

Xue Wangxu naturally understands more than these young people what impermanence is. He smiled lightly and said: “Two fools, there is no use worrying about it, I can’t wait, can’t you wait.”

Zhang Yi and Shen Yi stopped talking.

In this spring of the twelfth year of Yuanwu, the news of the Daqin army’s recapture of Yangshan County and the news of Emperor Yuanwu’s arrival at Lushan and Jianpingshan will not be able to reach Changling in the future.

While waiting, the entire Changling Ling was extraordinarily heavy, a little irritable, and a little uneasy.