The ministers did not expect that King Xia would decide to conquer the Shi family personally. They must know that Diqiu also lurks a top-level Qi practitioner. I am afraid that he has already surpassed the level of the earth wandering immortals like the Xuanzhen Seven Sons. If there is no Before finding out the origin of this person, King Xia left Diqiu lightly, unintentionally causing trouble.
It would be fine if it were normal times, but Tian Yi was still imprisoned on Xia Tai.
This would cast a shadow over the situation. If King Fanxia was wiser, he would not dare to do such a move.
King Xia scanned the ministers with his blazing eyes and laughed: "I know what you are worried about. I have set the date for the personal expedition to the Shi family in half a year."
The ministers then slowly breathed a sigh of relief. Some people thought that the Shi family had somehow offended the King of Xia, so they asked the King of Xia to conquer them personally. If they got the news of the King of Xia's conquest within half a year, they could quickly surrender and do something. Showing the matter to the King of Xia and making up for the mistakes may be able to eliminate this military disaster.
After all, Daxia is the center of the world, and it is true to conquer all directions. However, the King of Xia sits in Diqiu, so that he can suppress the stupid, stupid, and lustful undercurrents in the country. He can easily leave Diqiu and conquer all directions. If something changes, the gain will not be worth the loss. .
King Xia insisted on going his own way and decided on this war. The news would soon spread, reaching Dongyi at an extraordinary speed, and finally reaching Mengshan where the Shi family was located.
At this time, Shen Lian was wandering around the vast Emperor Qiu. The edge of Xia Canal was the most densely populated place. Living near the water has been a human habit throughout the ages.
After all, any life cannot be separated from water before it directly absorbs the vitality of heaven and earth and enters inedia. Even when some Qi practitioners reach the point of practicing Bigu, they still have to eat wind and drink dew at first. Only when their practice deepens can they truly cut off the fireworks.
Diqiu is divided into east, west, north and south, with clear distinctions.
The North City is naturally the royal city, the East City is the residence of the other nobles, the South City is the second-level ruling class, and the West City is a mixed place of dragons and snakes, which can be described as a humble place.
However, there are hidden dragons and snakes in the grassy land. It is so complicated that even if Shen Lian does not go deep into it, it will be impossible to judge what kind of powerful person is hidden there.
But no matter how powerful the opponent is, they can never be more powerful than King Xia or him.
Shen Lian was probably still walking along the Xia Canal. Something like that happened early this morning. The martial Xia clan did not panic, but began to go out to play, showing off their confidence as a great nation.
The Xia people's self-confidence is evident on the outside, which is in sharp contrast to those from outside the region.
This is the temperament developed over thousands of years of being invincible in battles, conquering all attacks, and plundering all directions. Daxia is the center of the world, not only because they occupy the best land, but also because their own inherent civilization and bloodline are higher than those of the other barbarians.
Shen Lian's thoughts were dissolved in the civilized atmosphere of Diqiu, and he felt the spirit of the Xia clan, which was broad, arrogant and noble. Shen Lian recalled a book he had read in the past. The book was called "Shang Shu", and it had a sentence written in it: "The crown of the Huazhang is called Hua, and the great country is called Xia."
In the past, there was also a great country named "Xia" on the earth. That legendary dynasty was even similar to today's Xia Kingdom. It was so powerful, but Shen Lian knew deeply that this was definitely not the history of the earth. Here There are not only Qi practitioners and Buddhists, but also sacred demons. The people of the Xia tribe are born with supernatural powers and conquer all directions.
But he still couldn't help but connect the two 'Xia's. He had a hunch that there was still a connection between the two.
Unknowingly, Shen Lian walked through most of Diqiu, and then he stopped outside a place, which was the ancestral hall of Daxia. Behind the ancestral hall was the Xia Mausoleum, and the source of the Xia Canal was there.
Shen Lian stood beside a stone bridge. There was a banyan tree next to him. The branches and roots concealed him. Even if he approached the stone bridge, it was difficult to see him. And his sight went directly to the ancestral hall, and he saw that ancient and deep building, like a sleeping beast, silent, but if it was disturbed, it would lead to unpredictable disasters.
Uniform steps sounded from the other side of the stone bridge. A group of soldiers in black clothes and iron armor, their blood energy rushed out of their heads and condensed into clouds that seemed to have substance.
These sergeants are all the elites of the Xia clan, and their energy is so full that it is almost expelled. They have just formed the spectacle of a real cloud and smoke. Moreover, they must have lived together for many years and have practiced a set of combined attack and killing techniques. Once When used, even if the Earth Traveling Immortal level is feared, one must be careful in dealing with it.
The fear of the Xia Clan lies in this. They are well-trained, have pure power, and gain power through their blood. They can produce such armies in batches.
If there are too many ants, they can kill an elephant, not to mention that each of these sergeants has extraordinary strength.
Under the impact of that energy cloud and smoke, it is difficult to conceal any spiritual thoughts from prying eyes. Even the divine thoughts of the heavenly and human level must be deeply hidden.
However, Shen Lian only watched with his naked eyes, without paying attention.
His eyes are like a mirror, reflecting everything he sees without leaving any trace, but he can inadvertently get the information he wants.
Use the unintentional to control the intentional.
The leader of the sergeants was the owner of the magic sword this morning. He was covered in black armor, with only his mouth, nose and eyes exposed. The man they escorted had fire all over his body and strong vitality fluctuations, but his two ears were cut off.
Of course, such a strong person can kill him, but he must cut off his ears while he is still alive, fearing that he will not resist voluntarily.
Shen Lian could tell that the man's ears had not been cut off for a long time, so the Qi around his body was uncoordinated because of the loss of his ears.
They kept getting closer to the ancestral hall, and after crossing the stone bridge for about thirty steps, the armored man at the head stopped.
Ming Luo turned to Xin Lie and said, "Brother Lie, I will send you here. If you have anything else to take home, feel free to tell me."
Xin Lie's ears cannot hear sounds, but at this stage, he can know what others want to say just by feeling the subtle vibrations caused by sounds.
He replied: "Please tell my son, Commander-in-Chief, that only by being loyal to the king can the whole family be saved. Don't think about me."
Ming Luo nodded and said: "I will bring what Brother Lie said. In fact, there is the ancestral energy left by our ancestors in Xia Ling. Brother Lie will definitely be able to gain something if he concentrates on one thing, and even turn around seven times and return seven times." , it may also be accomplished in one’s lifetime.”
Xin Lie smiled and said: "I know this, and I have never had any resentment towards the king. Your loyalty to the king is the same as mine."
Ming Luo cupped his fists and said: "With what Brother Lie said, there will definitely be a time when I come out of Xialing again. I will definitely ask Brother Lie for advice at that time."
Xin Lie smiled but did not answer, turned around, strode towards the gloomy ancestral hall. The light of the sun in the sky naturally dimmed when it approached the ancestral hall.
Ming Luo saw Xin Lie walking into the ancient building with his own eyes, and then turned his attention to the banyan tree beside the stone bridge on the other side.