Chapter 491
The so-called comparison
Chapter 491 The so-called comparison
At that moment, Lord Beifu, one of the five rulers of Tianque City, who is directly under the dignified Li Palace, knelt down on the ground like a devout believer, with his forehead pressed against the cold ground, not daring to move.
Although the position of Fujun is not as high as the top three halls, the seven immortals of the Heavenly Palace, and even less the three main halls.But in the eyes of countless people in Li Palace, it is also an existence that is unattainable and unattainable.
However, at this moment, all five bodies fell to the ground and bowed devoutly.
If this scene gets out, I'm afraid it will set off shock waves.
But for Mr. Beifu himself, this obeisance should be done.
In a sense, this five-party military master is the ancestor of all the living beings in the five-party city of Tianque today, and it should be worshiped!
Yu Li, during the war years, they sacrificed their bodies, bodies, souls and even their existence in the war with the main road. Relying on these immortal heroic spirits to guard Li Dao, even if the body perishes and the soul is now decayed, they are still silently guarding in the dark.Worship, it should be!
In addition, it has to be said that the other four princes' reluctance to come to the Palace of No Army is also reasonable.
——The oppression that Lord Beifu was enduring at this moment from the five military lords was not deliberate, it had already made him extremely difficult, and only when he knelt down and showed a surrendered attitude could he feel a little easier.
After finishing the first sentence, Mr. Beifu kept kneeling like this. Without the other party's permission, he didn't dare to stand up, didn't dare to raise his head, and didn't even dare to say any extra words.
The silence that could be heard when a needle fell lasted for dozens of breaths.
But Mr. Beifu always felt as if he had gone through a long and difficult time of millions.
Finally, in the dead silence, a hoarse and vague voice echoed in the hall.
"We... junior? Get up."
The voice was ancient and powerful, like the buzzing of thunder, but when one listened carefully, it seemed that there were countless different voices, including men, women, old and young.
So, Lord Beifu raised his head!
However, under the central one of the five majestic steles in front of him, the illusory figure shrouded in pale golden armor opened his eyes.
At the same time, the fog around him also slowly dissipated, revealing that strange face—like his voice, this face is ordinary, but when you look closely, it seems unpredictable, you can see Countless different faces like that.
Faces appeared in the eyes of Mr. Beifu, cold frowning, expressionless, gentle and vicissitudes...
Ten faces, a hundred faces, a thousand faces, ten thousand faces...
It seems to never end!
Mr. Beifu was not surprised by this.
——Actually, although he called the other party "General" and "Military Master", the five figures in front of him were not "people" in the true sense.
Instead, the existence of the generals of the five armies at the beginning was used as a container to condense the obsessions of millions of heroic spirits to form a mental body with sanity.
It can also be said... the soul of the army!
If the steel heroic spirits in the outside world are regarded as one body and compared to five incomparably huge bodies, then the five military masters in front of them are the souls of the bodies.
Or to put it a little more exaggeratedly, the military masters of the five directions in front of him are the million heroic spirits themselves.
That's why the voice and face of the Dragon King under the golden stele are so complicated and chaotic.
As if being pardoned, Lord Beifu stood up and bowed again.
At this moment, the Lord Longxiang spoke again, "My descendants, what's the matter?"
After all, he stared at Mr. Beifu with his chaotic and far-reaching eyes.
Under this gaze, Lord Beifu did not dare to look at each other, and even faintly retreated in his heart.
——Because of being watched by this military lord, he felt as if all the darkness in his heart had been seen through.
But he knew that this was just an illusion—the human heart is the most complicated thing in the world, and it is difficult for even an immortal to understand it.
So after a brief hesitation, Lord Beifu took a deep breath, and said slowly, not daring to hide all the process of Jiangnan's going to Rentian's main hall.
In the end, he looked at the Lord Longxiang, with a sad tone, "Such a junior, with no merits or political achievements, how can he sit in the position of the general hall? I'm afraid it's a mess if he's an outsider messing with an insider!"
"Therefore, this junior asks the Lord of the Army to take action in person at the Seven Immortals' Gathering, to teach him a lesson, to order him to restrain himself, and not dare to act presumptuously!"
After finishing speaking, he knocked his head on the ground again with three bangs.
Crisp and smellable!
Then, there was the familiar silence, and the entire Palace of the Five Armies fell into dead silence.
Lord Beifu, with his head down, was like a naughty student before a teacher holding a wooden ruler, fearful and fearful, not daring to raise his head.
After a long time, the hoarse voice of Army Master Long Xiang was remembered in the air.
"Suspicious."
"jealous."
"dissatisfied."
"What a familiar smell... the smell that can only be emitted by lively flesh and blood creatures... these half-dead old monsters of our generation... but I can't experience it..."
His voice was very soft, without any harsh taste, and even Beifu Jun couldn't be sure whether Lord Long Xiang was talking to him or muttering to himself.
But... At that moment, his whole body trembled violently like chaff!
It is true that what he said just now is indeed one of the reasons why Wufang Fujun obstructed Jiangnan.
But how much of this is due to jealousy of young people who have reached the sky in this step?
[-]%?
Thirty percent?
Or [-]%?
Mr. Beifu himself was not sure.
But the only thing that is certain is that there are indeed reasons for this.
Then, now, one of the five military lords, one of the five military lords, Long Xiang, came out one by one!
It's like standing naked in front of the other party, being completely seen through!
At that moment, endless remorse and fear surged from the mind of Mr. Beifu, as if the tide surrounded his heart like an isolated island!
He suddenly woke up!
——Is it because I haven’t been to the Palace of Five Armies for a long time and feel fear?Or was he deceived by intrigue outside?Or was he dazzled by Jiangnan's appointment?
Since when did he, Lord Beifu, feel that the five military masters who came from the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, or that they themselves were the endless hell of hell, could be used?
The leader of the five armies, the bloody-handed massacre, has been an everlasting stalwart existence since the war years!
How can he, a little mansion who has lived for 30,000 years, be able to fiddle with and speculate?
However, in the suffocating silence, when Mr. Beifu even thought about where he would be buried.
But the Lord Longxiang said slowly, "Okay."
Mr. Beifu was stunned, and even forgot his fear for a short while. He raised his head, his voice was trembling, and he hesitated, "You...you...said..."
"My generation said——yes."
Army Master Long Xiang looked as usual, and said slowly, "I will take a look at this Heavenly Chief Palace at the Seven Immortals' Martial Arts Competition."
At that moment, like a terminally ill person who suddenly found out that it was a misdiagnosis, Mr. Beifu was stunned and speechless.
"how?"
Army Lord Long Xiang glanced at him indifferently, "Aren't you leaving yet? Do you want to stay with us?"
After the words fell, Lord Beifu shivered Lingling!
Kneel down again and again, bow down, and then respectfully leave!
He didn't even dare to turn around, didn't dare to look back, just like this step by step, with his back to the gate, he exited the Hall of Five Armies and the Golden Gate of Tianque!
Outside the door, the four palace lords who were anxious to shirk just now, none of them left now.
He looked nervously at the peaceful Tianque Jinmen.
——At their position, it has actually been hundreds of thousands of years that they have never felt the emotion of "tension".
But today's matter definitely counts as one.
Finally, the sun rises and the moon sets.
The next day, when the morning sun was rising, the figure of Lord Beifu slowly retreated from the golden gate.
——At this moment, where does he have any dignified appearance?
Like a weak mortal, his face was pale, his whole body was drenched in sweat, and he was panting heavily, like the rest of his life after a catastrophe!
At that moment, the four palace lords surrounded him impatiently, and the Zhongfu lord looked at the embarrassed look, and opened his mouth, "Are you... all right?"
Beifu Jun breathed the air like a prisoner who walked out of the sky prison—although breathing was not necessary for them, the moment Beifu Jun was in the Palace of Five Armies reminded him of how weak and powerless he was as a mortal years.
At the same time, regarding the four "colleagues" in front of him who are blessed and have the same difficulty of leaving the group, Lord Beifu glared at them and snorted, "Although there were some accidents, the five military leaders... finally agreed."
At that moment, the four of them heaved a long sigh of relief, and their eyes revealed surprise!
"That's good, that's good..." Mr. Xifu murmured.
But at this time, the burly Lord Dongfu suddenly frowned, "I suddenly thought of a question..."
After a pause, he looked at the four of them, and said slowly, "If... I mean if... if even if those five ancestors took action, the main hall can still survive... so what should we do?"
The moment the voice fell, the other four palace lords all looked at him as if they were fools.
After a long time, the Nanfu Lord, who was the only woman, sighed, as if he was tired, "Wake up - if he really exists that can't even be dealt with by the five military leaders, isn't he worthy of being yours?" boss?"
.
at the same time.
The Golden Gate World, the Palace of the Five Armies.
After Lord Beifu left, the lifeless and majestic hall returned to its original silence, and needles could be heard.
But in this calm, under the huge stone tablet near the left, the army leader with the figure of a woman suddenly opened his eyes, and the fog dissipated.
She looked at the army leader Long Xiang in the center, and frowned slightly, "Long Xiang, are you going to mess around with those juniors too?"
As soon as she spoke, the remaining three army lords under the stele also opened their eyes at the same time, looking at the army lord Longxiang.
"What nonsense?" Facing the doubts of his four colleagues, Army Master Long Xiang shook his head, "I just really want to compare that young man whom His Majesty praised to heaven."
As a result, the female army leader frowned even deeper,
"As early as a month ago, didn't that descendant of Zhenxu inform us of what happened in His Majesty's mausoleum?"
"The young man called Jiangnan killed the traitor's spiritual consciousness, and saved the entire Li Palace and His Majesty's disciples—I think there is no problem in granting the position of the main hall for such an achievement."
She shook her head slowly.
In fact, it is different from the wishful thinking of Mr. Beifu that "the military leaders of the five parties know nothing about what is happening outside".
As early as when Qin Zicang and He He returned to the above-ground world, they had already informed the existence of the "immortals" in Li Palace of everything that happened in the mausoleum of King Li, including the many war immortals, palace masters, and chief ministers who suppressed the buried sea in various states. .
That being the case, how could these two people forget the five military masters who were sleeping in the Palace of the Five Armies?
From the very beginning, the five military masters knew all the truth - including the conspiracy of the master, Li Wang's recovery, and what Jiangnan did and the reason why Li Wang granted him the position of the main palace.
At that time, none of the five had any dissatisfaction with this.
After all, if you really want to talk about it, the contribution of Jiangnan's last seven arrows will not even be less than their contribution countless years ago...
That being the case, Army Lord Long Xiang also agreed to the junior who did not know the truth and made things difficult for the new chief palace at the Seven Immortals' Martial Arts...
She doesn't understand and doesn't agree.
"Dougang, you misunderstood."
Looking at the female army leader, Long Xiang shook his head slowly,
"It doesn't matter who is sitting on the seat of the Heavenly Palace—even if His Majesty accepts that a mortal takes office, it has nothing to do with us."
"But who is His Majesty——it is very important to us."
After a pause, he raised his head, and in those lifeless and chaotic eyes, light suddenly appeared!
"What our generation bears is the strength transformed by the obsession and fighting spirit of countless comrades who cannot be extinguished even by death. It is the iron wall and the spear of departure from the Tao."
"Even if His Majesty has the intention to make him the next 'King', if we don't get my approval, we will never entrust him with the power of my comrades!"
After the words fell, the four military leaders, including the Dougang military leader who questioned him just now, finally came to a sudden realization.
The five-party army is tragic and proud.
It was not Li Wang Dayin who was recognized by them, but Li Wang Nanhao himself.
But now Li Wang intends to train Jiangnan to be the next Li Wang, and he said that one day in the future, he will hand over the five armies to him.
That being the case, Long Xiang will take this occasion of the Seven Immortals' meeting to see if this uncrowned king...is qualified to hold their iron spear!
And Bei Fujun's so-called candidates for the main hall, mediocrity, meritorious service...he never cared about it.
"So...how do you pass your test?" In the silence, under the stele of heroic spirits on the right, a young military leader suddenly spoke.
So, the Lord Long Xiang smiled.
That smile, like a thousand troops and horses, was swept up by the strong wind and thunder!
Swallow the sky with pride!
"—defeat my generation!"
"--defeat Long Xiang's millions of comrades!"
"That's how it works!"
.
ah-
On the Tiandian, which is separated by a world, is the Zhengwei Palace.
Jiangnan, who was sinking into the sea of consciousness and Yu Dongxian's remote voice, suddenly sneezed unexpectedly!
Obviously, at his state, the body should no longer have this kind of reaction.
Just like the movements of immortals, they all have profound meanings.
Jiang Nan frowned.
"What's the matter! Why did it stop suddenly?"
At the other end of the Qingdeng, Dongxian, who was listening to Jiangnan's experience, was fascinated, and asked a little puzzled.
"It's okay, it's just a sneeze, who is probably thinking about it—Wufang Mansion Lord? Or the master? Or is that stupid snake scolding me again?"
Jiang Nan shook his head, no longer entangled, "Never mind him, soldiers will block you, water will cover you... Where did I go?"
"Hmm... about that young monk who has no taboos about eating meat and drinking alcohol!" Dong Xian replied.
"Oh yes! Monk! He is called Xuhai, eats, drinks, prostitutes, and gambles. He is a scum and a disgrace to countless monks in the Shangyuan! I hate this and am ashamed to be with him..."
Jiangnan's upright speech is strict, and he blows up the hype.
——Anyway, Monk Hua is dead, no matter how much he distorts the facts, he can't possibly jump up and point his nose and scold his mother.
As he talked, maybe he was talking about the delicacies that the stinky monk usually eats, or maybe it was because Jiangnan hadn't eaten any delicacies for too long.
Anyway, he was suddenly hungry.
Saliva dripped from the corners of his eyes.
Well, it's Harazi.
Half an hour later, Jiang Nan bid farewell to Dong Xian and withdrew from the Sea of Consciousness.
Immediately, he asked the attendant to cook the delicacies that he ate in the Weishui River Basin, and opened two jars of fine wine, ready to enjoy it.
The dishes are still delicious, of course, but the spirits are no longer intoxicating.
Just like that annoying monk, he will never come back.
(End of this chapter)
At that moment, Lord Beifu, one of the five rulers of Tianque City, who is directly under the dignified Li Palace, knelt down on the ground like a devout believer, with his forehead pressed against the cold ground, not daring to move.
Although the position of Fujun is not as high as the top three halls, the seven immortals of the Heavenly Palace, and even less the three main halls.But in the eyes of countless people in Li Palace, it is also an existence that is unattainable and unattainable.
However, at this moment, all five bodies fell to the ground and bowed devoutly.
If this scene gets out, I'm afraid it will set off shock waves.
But for Mr. Beifu himself, this obeisance should be done.
In a sense, this five-party military master is the ancestor of all the living beings in the five-party city of Tianque today, and it should be worshiped!
Yu Li, during the war years, they sacrificed their bodies, bodies, souls and even their existence in the war with the main road. Relying on these immortal heroic spirits to guard Li Dao, even if the body perishes and the soul is now decayed, they are still silently guarding in the dark.Worship, it should be!
In addition, it has to be said that the other four princes' reluctance to come to the Palace of No Army is also reasonable.
——The oppression that Lord Beifu was enduring at this moment from the five military lords was not deliberate, it had already made him extremely difficult, and only when he knelt down and showed a surrendered attitude could he feel a little easier.
After finishing the first sentence, Mr. Beifu kept kneeling like this. Without the other party's permission, he didn't dare to stand up, didn't dare to raise his head, and didn't even dare to say any extra words.
The silence that could be heard when a needle fell lasted for dozens of breaths.
But Mr. Beifu always felt as if he had gone through a long and difficult time of millions.
Finally, in the dead silence, a hoarse and vague voice echoed in the hall.
"We... junior? Get up."
The voice was ancient and powerful, like the buzzing of thunder, but when one listened carefully, it seemed that there were countless different voices, including men, women, old and young.
So, Lord Beifu raised his head!
However, under the central one of the five majestic steles in front of him, the illusory figure shrouded in pale golden armor opened his eyes.
At the same time, the fog around him also slowly dissipated, revealing that strange face—like his voice, this face is ordinary, but when you look closely, it seems unpredictable, you can see Countless different faces like that.
Faces appeared in the eyes of Mr. Beifu, cold frowning, expressionless, gentle and vicissitudes...
Ten faces, a hundred faces, a thousand faces, ten thousand faces...
It seems to never end!
Mr. Beifu was not surprised by this.
——Actually, although he called the other party "General" and "Military Master", the five figures in front of him were not "people" in the true sense.
Instead, the existence of the generals of the five armies at the beginning was used as a container to condense the obsessions of millions of heroic spirits to form a mental body with sanity.
It can also be said... the soul of the army!
If the steel heroic spirits in the outside world are regarded as one body and compared to five incomparably huge bodies, then the five military masters in front of them are the souls of the bodies.
Or to put it a little more exaggeratedly, the military masters of the five directions in front of him are the million heroic spirits themselves.
That's why the voice and face of the Dragon King under the golden stele are so complicated and chaotic.
As if being pardoned, Lord Beifu stood up and bowed again.
At this moment, the Lord Longxiang spoke again, "My descendants, what's the matter?"
After all, he stared at Mr. Beifu with his chaotic and far-reaching eyes.
Under this gaze, Lord Beifu did not dare to look at each other, and even faintly retreated in his heart.
——Because of being watched by this military lord, he felt as if all the darkness in his heart had been seen through.
But he knew that this was just an illusion—the human heart is the most complicated thing in the world, and it is difficult for even an immortal to understand it.
So after a brief hesitation, Lord Beifu took a deep breath, and said slowly, not daring to hide all the process of Jiangnan's going to Rentian's main hall.
In the end, he looked at the Lord Longxiang, with a sad tone, "Such a junior, with no merits or political achievements, how can he sit in the position of the general hall? I'm afraid it's a mess if he's an outsider messing with an insider!"
"Therefore, this junior asks the Lord of the Army to take action in person at the Seven Immortals' Gathering, to teach him a lesson, to order him to restrain himself, and not dare to act presumptuously!"
After finishing speaking, he knocked his head on the ground again with three bangs.
Crisp and smellable!
Then, there was the familiar silence, and the entire Palace of the Five Armies fell into dead silence.
Lord Beifu, with his head down, was like a naughty student before a teacher holding a wooden ruler, fearful and fearful, not daring to raise his head.
After a long time, the hoarse voice of Army Master Long Xiang was remembered in the air.
"Suspicious."
"jealous."
"dissatisfied."
"What a familiar smell... the smell that can only be emitted by lively flesh and blood creatures... these half-dead old monsters of our generation... but I can't experience it..."
His voice was very soft, without any harsh taste, and even Beifu Jun couldn't be sure whether Lord Long Xiang was talking to him or muttering to himself.
But... At that moment, his whole body trembled violently like chaff!
It is true that what he said just now is indeed one of the reasons why Wufang Fujun obstructed Jiangnan.
But how much of this is due to jealousy of young people who have reached the sky in this step?
[-]%?
Thirty percent?
Or [-]%?
Mr. Beifu himself was not sure.
But the only thing that is certain is that there are indeed reasons for this.
Then, now, one of the five military lords, one of the five military lords, Long Xiang, came out one by one!
It's like standing naked in front of the other party, being completely seen through!
At that moment, endless remorse and fear surged from the mind of Mr. Beifu, as if the tide surrounded his heart like an isolated island!
He suddenly woke up!
——Is it because I haven’t been to the Palace of Five Armies for a long time and feel fear?Or was he deceived by intrigue outside?Or was he dazzled by Jiangnan's appointment?
Since when did he, Lord Beifu, feel that the five military masters who came from the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, or that they themselves were the endless hell of hell, could be used?
The leader of the five armies, the bloody-handed massacre, has been an everlasting stalwart existence since the war years!
How can he, a little mansion who has lived for 30,000 years, be able to fiddle with and speculate?
However, in the suffocating silence, when Mr. Beifu even thought about where he would be buried.
But the Lord Longxiang said slowly, "Okay."
Mr. Beifu was stunned, and even forgot his fear for a short while. He raised his head, his voice was trembling, and he hesitated, "You...you...said..."
"My generation said——yes."
Army Master Long Xiang looked as usual, and said slowly, "I will take a look at this Heavenly Chief Palace at the Seven Immortals' Martial Arts Competition."
At that moment, like a terminally ill person who suddenly found out that it was a misdiagnosis, Mr. Beifu was stunned and speechless.
"how?"
Army Lord Long Xiang glanced at him indifferently, "Aren't you leaving yet? Do you want to stay with us?"
After the words fell, Lord Beifu shivered Lingling!
Kneel down again and again, bow down, and then respectfully leave!
He didn't even dare to turn around, didn't dare to look back, just like this step by step, with his back to the gate, he exited the Hall of Five Armies and the Golden Gate of Tianque!
Outside the door, the four palace lords who were anxious to shirk just now, none of them left now.
He looked nervously at the peaceful Tianque Jinmen.
——At their position, it has actually been hundreds of thousands of years that they have never felt the emotion of "tension".
But today's matter definitely counts as one.
Finally, the sun rises and the moon sets.
The next day, when the morning sun was rising, the figure of Lord Beifu slowly retreated from the golden gate.
——At this moment, where does he have any dignified appearance?
Like a weak mortal, his face was pale, his whole body was drenched in sweat, and he was panting heavily, like the rest of his life after a catastrophe!
At that moment, the four palace lords surrounded him impatiently, and the Zhongfu lord looked at the embarrassed look, and opened his mouth, "Are you... all right?"
Beifu Jun breathed the air like a prisoner who walked out of the sky prison—although breathing was not necessary for them, the moment Beifu Jun was in the Palace of Five Armies reminded him of how weak and powerless he was as a mortal years.
At the same time, regarding the four "colleagues" in front of him who are blessed and have the same difficulty of leaving the group, Lord Beifu glared at them and snorted, "Although there were some accidents, the five military leaders... finally agreed."
At that moment, the four of them heaved a long sigh of relief, and their eyes revealed surprise!
"That's good, that's good..." Mr. Xifu murmured.
But at this time, the burly Lord Dongfu suddenly frowned, "I suddenly thought of a question..."
After a pause, he looked at the four of them, and said slowly, "If... I mean if... if even if those five ancestors took action, the main hall can still survive... so what should we do?"
The moment the voice fell, the other four palace lords all looked at him as if they were fools.
After a long time, the Nanfu Lord, who was the only woman, sighed, as if he was tired, "Wake up - if he really exists that can't even be dealt with by the five military leaders, isn't he worthy of being yours?" boss?"
.
at the same time.
The Golden Gate World, the Palace of the Five Armies.
After Lord Beifu left, the lifeless and majestic hall returned to its original silence, and needles could be heard.
But in this calm, under the huge stone tablet near the left, the army leader with the figure of a woman suddenly opened his eyes, and the fog dissipated.
She looked at the army leader Long Xiang in the center, and frowned slightly, "Long Xiang, are you going to mess around with those juniors too?"
As soon as she spoke, the remaining three army lords under the stele also opened their eyes at the same time, looking at the army lord Longxiang.
"What nonsense?" Facing the doubts of his four colleagues, Army Master Long Xiang shook his head, "I just really want to compare that young man whom His Majesty praised to heaven."
As a result, the female army leader frowned even deeper,
"As early as a month ago, didn't that descendant of Zhenxu inform us of what happened in His Majesty's mausoleum?"
"The young man called Jiangnan killed the traitor's spiritual consciousness, and saved the entire Li Palace and His Majesty's disciples—I think there is no problem in granting the position of the main hall for such an achievement."
She shook her head slowly.
In fact, it is different from the wishful thinking of Mr. Beifu that "the military leaders of the five parties know nothing about what is happening outside".
As early as when Qin Zicang and He He returned to the above-ground world, they had already informed the existence of the "immortals" in Li Palace of everything that happened in the mausoleum of King Li, including the many war immortals, palace masters, and chief ministers who suppressed the buried sea in various states. .
That being the case, how could these two people forget the five military masters who were sleeping in the Palace of the Five Armies?
From the very beginning, the five military masters knew all the truth - including the conspiracy of the master, Li Wang's recovery, and what Jiangnan did and the reason why Li Wang granted him the position of the main palace.
At that time, none of the five had any dissatisfaction with this.
After all, if you really want to talk about it, the contribution of Jiangnan's last seven arrows will not even be less than their contribution countless years ago...
That being the case, Army Lord Long Xiang also agreed to the junior who did not know the truth and made things difficult for the new chief palace at the Seven Immortals' Martial Arts...
She doesn't understand and doesn't agree.
"Dougang, you misunderstood."
Looking at the female army leader, Long Xiang shook his head slowly,
"It doesn't matter who is sitting on the seat of the Heavenly Palace—even if His Majesty accepts that a mortal takes office, it has nothing to do with us."
"But who is His Majesty——it is very important to us."
After a pause, he raised his head, and in those lifeless and chaotic eyes, light suddenly appeared!
"What our generation bears is the strength transformed by the obsession and fighting spirit of countless comrades who cannot be extinguished even by death. It is the iron wall and the spear of departure from the Tao."
"Even if His Majesty has the intention to make him the next 'King', if we don't get my approval, we will never entrust him with the power of my comrades!"
After the words fell, the four military leaders, including the Dougang military leader who questioned him just now, finally came to a sudden realization.
The five-party army is tragic and proud.
It was not Li Wang Dayin who was recognized by them, but Li Wang Nanhao himself.
But now Li Wang intends to train Jiangnan to be the next Li Wang, and he said that one day in the future, he will hand over the five armies to him.
That being the case, Long Xiang will take this occasion of the Seven Immortals' meeting to see if this uncrowned king...is qualified to hold their iron spear!
And Bei Fujun's so-called candidates for the main hall, mediocrity, meritorious service...he never cared about it.
"So...how do you pass your test?" In the silence, under the stele of heroic spirits on the right, a young military leader suddenly spoke.
So, the Lord Long Xiang smiled.
That smile, like a thousand troops and horses, was swept up by the strong wind and thunder!
Swallow the sky with pride!
"—defeat my generation!"
"--defeat Long Xiang's millions of comrades!"
"That's how it works!"
.
ah-
On the Tiandian, which is separated by a world, is the Zhengwei Palace.
Jiangnan, who was sinking into the sea of consciousness and Yu Dongxian's remote voice, suddenly sneezed unexpectedly!
Obviously, at his state, the body should no longer have this kind of reaction.
Just like the movements of immortals, they all have profound meanings.
Jiang Nan frowned.
"What's the matter! Why did it stop suddenly?"
At the other end of the Qingdeng, Dongxian, who was listening to Jiangnan's experience, was fascinated, and asked a little puzzled.
"It's okay, it's just a sneeze, who is probably thinking about it—Wufang Mansion Lord? Or the master? Or is that stupid snake scolding me again?"
Jiang Nan shook his head, no longer entangled, "Never mind him, soldiers will block you, water will cover you... Where did I go?"
"Hmm... about that young monk who has no taboos about eating meat and drinking alcohol!" Dong Xian replied.
"Oh yes! Monk! He is called Xuhai, eats, drinks, prostitutes, and gambles. He is a scum and a disgrace to countless monks in the Shangyuan! I hate this and am ashamed to be with him..."
Jiangnan's upright speech is strict, and he blows up the hype.
——Anyway, Monk Hua is dead, no matter how much he distorts the facts, he can't possibly jump up and point his nose and scold his mother.
As he talked, maybe he was talking about the delicacies that the stinky monk usually eats, or maybe it was because Jiangnan hadn't eaten any delicacies for too long.
Anyway, he was suddenly hungry.
Saliva dripped from the corners of his eyes.
Well, it's Harazi.
Half an hour later, Jiang Nan bid farewell to Dong Xian and withdrew from the Sea of Consciousness.
Immediately, he asked the attendant to cook the delicacies that he ate in the Weishui River Basin, and opened two jars of fine wine, ready to enjoy it.
The dishes are still delicious, of course, but the spirits are no longer intoxicating.
Just like that annoying monk, he will never come back.
(End of this chapter)