"Haha, old guy, I didn't expect you to be still alive."
After the strong man took action and killed an immortal warrior, the ancestor of the Liu family flew over and looked at the burly old man wearing civilian clothes.
The old man laughed wildly and said: "You are not even dead, how can I die?"
"Mr. Fei, long time no see."
Suddenly, an old man wearing a long gown also appeared in front of the two of them.
"I've seen the grand sacrificial wine."
The ancestors of the Liu and Fei families immediately paid tribute to the old man.
This person is the ancestor of the Han family and the former great sacrificer of Wuzong.
Nowadays, his aura is restrained, and there is no hint of the high-spiritedness he once had. He is just like an ordinary, ordinary old man.
But the three words Han Qingping still represent a period of history and an era of Wuzong. Even though it has become easier to drink wine for the Wuzong Grand Ceremony now, the person who really has the right to speak has even become Li Wuming of the War Academy. The strong men who have experienced Han Qingping's era still respect this old man very much.
"No need to be too polite. There will be no grand sacrificial wine today, and there will be no ancestors of the aristocratic families. There will only be some old immortals who want to serve the country with their lives."
The old man smiled, then moved his eyes slightly, looked at a certain street in the imperial capital, and asked with a smile: "Who will take care of this little mouse?"
"Old Fei has already been in the limelight once. This time, leave it to me."
The ancestor of the Liu family spoke first.
The burly old man laughed and said, "Liu Du, you couldn't compete with me back then, but now you've killed a few little bugs and you're quarreling with me?"
"They're just a bunch of trash, so what if I leave them to you?"
After the burly old man finished speaking, he folded his arms and made a stand-by gesture.
The ancestor of the Liu family snorted, his energy was shaken, and faint ripples quickly spread to the sky above the entire imperial capital. Although he was not as shocking as the ancestor of the Fei family when he took action, he still had a somewhat restrained demeanor of a master.
"Still want to hide?" But the next moment, the ancestor of the Liu family focused his eyes, and the ripples that spread out trembled crazily, shrank, and concentrated on a certain long street.
A group of shadows was directly forced out. The dead soldier seemed to want to escape, but was tightly controlled by Ripples. Together with the shadows, they continued to collapse and turned into large blood spots, dripping on the stone pavement of the street.
"Although Mr. Liu's skills are not as powerful as Mr. Fei's, they kill people silently, which is even more superb."
Han Qingping, the predecessor of the grand ceremony, clapped his hands in praise.
Although the ancestor of the Fei family was a little dissatisfied, he did not refute his words.
Although killing people silently is not a very sophisticated method, if the ancestor of the Fei family wanted to do it, he could also do it, but he did not have this intention, and he was invisibly inferior to the ancestor of the Liu family.
The ancestor of the Liu family looked at him proudly, and then said with a smile: "In our realm, once we let go, most of the empire will be destroyed. We are just dealing with a few little bugs. Why show off ourselves like that?"
Han Qingping smiled and said: "Mr. Liu is right. Since the two stronger little bugs are dead, the rest should be left to the young people from each family to try their hands."
"Can."
"As it should be."
The two old men immediately nodded in agreement.
At the same time, I also heard the deep meaning in Han Qingping's words.
Now that several of them have stood up and expressed their attitude, Tongxuan's dead soldiers are limited after all. If those families who are still hesitating miss this opportunity, their impression in His Majesty's heart may change a bit.
After all, Han Qingping was the former Grand Priest of the Wuzong, and he was considered a member of the officialdom. He thought about these things more thoroughly than those timid ancestors of the aristocratic family.
When a national crisis strikes, the aristocratic family is the first one that His Majesty the Emperor should be wary of!
If the foreign enemies are not eliminated and the powerful families within the country have different intentions, it will be even more fatal if the iron hooves of the Jitian Demon Kingdom break through the border.
Although the loyalty of a family cannot be proven by killing a few small Tongxuan dead men, families that are willing to stand up at this time are bound to be more 'loyal' than those families that are hesitant for their own interests.
Han Qingping's words may not have meant to remind everyone.
Many ancestors who were hiding in the dark and watching the development of the situation immediately woke up and regretted it. At the same time, they immediately ordered the juniors in the family who were not weak in strength to go out and hunt the remaining Tongxuan dead soldiers.
As for them, they have lost their best chance now. They showed up again after Han Qingping warned them, and they seemed to deliberately not say anything. Even two immortal realms were dead, so why do they want so many grandmasters to gather together? Is it possible to rebel in the palace
"Sure enough, the great sacrifice wine is still good."
Noticing the many changes in the imperial capital, the ancestor of the Liu family smiled at Han Qingping with a hint of meaning in his eyes.
Han Qingping smiled lightly and said: "I'm just giving them a choice. If they can't even think of this, they are not worthy of continuing to be citizens of the Holy Kingdom."
Then, he looked at the two ancestors and invited: "Two of you, would you like to come with me to the palace to meet the saint?"
The ancestor of the Fei family was slightly hesitant, but the ancestor of the Liu family said indifferently: "Just in time, I also want to see your majesty and ask him how he wants to deal with the Jitian Demon Kingdom. If you need the power of a grandmaster, I have nothing to say. You can do it now. Rush to the border battlefield."
"Even Old Man Liu has this responsibility, so I am naturally duty-bound."
When the ancestor of the Fei family heard this, he also smiled freely and agreed happily.
His previous hesitation was just because he was eager to join the team now that he was entering the palace, but after hearing the words of the Liu family ancestor, he was relieved.
As a warrior, serving the country is reflected in going into battle to kill the enemy. The ancestor of the Liu family can rush to the battlefield at any time, so why can't he
"That's it."
Han Qingping stretched out his hands and bowed to the two of them: "I will thank you both on behalf of the people of the Holy Kingdom first."
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On top of Wuzong Mountain, Li Wuming showed a meaningful smile, "Sure enough, the Grand Sacrifice Wine can still be a good person."
"It's the ex-grandmaster's wine."
Beside him, an old man with his hair combed meticulously came over and said in a helpless tone: "How many times do I have to say it before you can remember this title?"
This person is none other than Xin Zhu, the current chief minister of Emperor Wuzong.
At the same time, he is also the one with the least sense of presence in his history.
After finally enduring it, Han Qingping, the previous high priest, disappeared, but Li Wuming, who had been hiding for many years, stepped forward again and served as the dean of the War Academy, completely overshadowing his high priest.
Although Xin Zhu was also very helpless, he also knew the reason in his heart. Because he is the weakest among all the previous high priests.
Strictly speaking, Xin Zhu was not a qualified warrior, but he was a more powerful master.
The master of weapon refining!
Currently, half of the weapon refiners in the Holy Kingdom of Tuntian are his disciples. Although they are not good at martial arts, no one dares to provoke this master of weapon refinement.
"You, the great sacrificial wine, have not been seen all day long. If I hadn't been old enough to forget things, I would have forgotten that Wuzong still has you, the great sacrificial wine."
Li Wuming looked back at Xin Zhu, then smiled and said: "Why, the research on Qingtian Thunder Fire has been completed?"
When he mentioned the forging method, Xin Zhu's face immediately became radiant, and he praised: "His Royal Highness King Yan is indeed a genius, with all kinds of fantastic ideas, you will feel inspired even after reading them. If she can enter my The door wall has truly embarked on the path of weapon refining, and this earth-level forging method may only become a heaven-level one."
"It's a pity." Xin Zhu sighed, "Her approach is too extreme, and the method of integrating several secret forging techniques is too crude. Now unless the entire forging technique is completely destroyed and polished carefully, The limit of the blue sky thunder and fire can only reach the earth level."
"It doesn't matter, there may be unknown reasons why King Yan created this forging method. After all, she is still a master who is purely devoted to martial arts. It is impossible for her to turn to studying weapon refining. You should give up this intention."
After Li Wuming persuaded him, he extended his hand to him.
Xin Zhu was stunned for a moment, then reluctantly took out a scroll and said, "You must hand it over to her personally."
"Don't worry."
Li Wuming held the scroll and put it in his bookcase. He looked at the sky further away and said lightly: "If she is not dead."
Where he looks far away.
Two figures like gods and demons collided in the clouds, stirring up thousands of things!
One of the red figures was Mu Hongxiu.
The opponent she was fighting was the silent man from the old street martial arts school.
Dong Ao.