On the shore of the sea, above Dongshan Mountain, I don't know which hurricane it was in the seventh year of Qingli, but it just stopped silently. For a period of time to come, this hurricane will bring rare rainwater to the vast land of Qing, which already has some traces of drought, and it will be extremely gentle without causing major disasters.
At this time, the old eaves of the ancient temple on the top of the mountain, after being hit by this storm, have turned into ruins, the ground is full of rubble, and mud and rocks are flying around. It looks horrible. The rainwater washed away first, and then quickly flowed down the mountain, forming a section of pure white waterfall on the jade-like cliff.
Occasionally, there was a faint trace of blood red in the waterfall, but the top of the mountain gradually cleared up, without even a trace of bloody smell remaining—was this scene caused by Tianwei, or the earth-shattering battle of the masters
Actually, it was Tianwei. The sky at the top of Dadong Mountain has gradually revealed its true face. Those thick dark clouds were blown by the strong wind, and at a speed that can be observed by the naked eye, they quickly moved towards the western inland, and a bright sky came again. The top of the mountain descended on the strongest man in the world on the edge of the cliff.
He is the most powerful person in the world, bar none.
No one dared to call him by his name directly, because he was the emperor of the most powerful country in the world, the Qing Dynasty. He was a generation of famous generals who led the army and led the three Northern Expeditions. , he is the most thorough, the most tolerant, and the most tenacious conspirator who uses the emperor's mind.
These three identities alone are enough to call him the number one person in the world, not to mention that today's Dadongshan siege has finally revealed his last identity.
The most mysterious of the four great masters in the world, the old monster who was rumored to have been staying in the Qing Palace, when Sigu Jian entered the capital with a single sword, he was forced to retreat by the domineering force released by the palace, thus confirming it from the side The great master of his existence.
It was His Majesty the Emperor of the Qing Kingdom.
This is the emperor's last hole card. Fan Xian used to be puzzled, what kind of foundation is His Majesty's strong self-confidence and natural demeanor based on? Many people were guessing His Majesty's hole card. Fan Xian guessed the Ye family at the last moment, but he could never guess that the word "Grand Master" was impressively written on this flipped hole card.
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Hong Sixiang was just a cover, a flagpole protruding from the rear of the palace, waving gently in the dark wind of the night, attracting the eyes of all wise men. There is no doubt that this old eunuch is also a strong man in the world, otherwise he would not be able to kill the barbarian assassin with a single palm in the Hanging Temple.
In order to slay Ku He and Si Gu Jian in one fell swoop, Emperor Qing and Eunuch Hong performed this big scene for twenty years with painstaking efforts and great care!
At this time, the old eunuch Hong had gloriously fulfilled his mission for twenty years. He had turned into blood mist all over the sky, washed away by the heavy rain, washed by the breeze, fell into the White Waterfall and fell into the East China Sea, entered the forest to moisten the air, and moistened the air. The earth, his life, soul, flesh and blood, all melted into the beautiful mountains and rivers of the Qing Kingdom, and they could never be separated again.
Looking at the middle-aged man in the bright yellow dragon robe, the people who survived the scene were all in endless shock. Everyone's throat seemed to be pinched by an invisible hand, and they couldn't speak. A trace of sound.
Undoubtedly, the truth revealed on the top of Dadong Mountain today is the most thrilling and shocking news since the sudden death of Miss Ye 20 years ago.
The buzzing bells from the ruins of the ancient temple gradually weakened and subsided.
Beside the root of the big tree that had been shattered into countless bark debris, Ku He, the Northern Qi State Teacher who was dressed in shredded sackcloth, stared quietly at Emperor Qing who was on the edge of the cliff with clear eyes. The violent and domineering true energy in his body finally calmed down as the bell stopped, but he knew that his internal organs and the thirteen ring meridians had been invaded into chaos by this true energy.
Not even the temple can save itself.
After understanding the reality, he immediately accepted the reality. The dignity and state of mind of a grand master made Master Ku He's face very calm. He looked at Emperor Qing and sighed softly. His eyes had already understood the matter clearly. It was transparent, everyone was defeated, defeated by the opponent's 20 years of forbearance and disguise.
This is an extremely terrifying and respectable opponent, for being able to endure for such a long time without letting anyone get wind of it, this is more admirable to Ku He than the shocking truth that Emperor Qing himself is a great master.
At this moment, Ku He couldn't help but think of the several conversations he had with the Queen Mother and the Emperor before leaving the capital. At that time, his grandson had some ominous signs, but Ku He still came over because he had done something with Si Gu Jian. adequate preparation.
But these two great masters just didn't expect that the emperor's... shot!
"The tricks were exhausted, but Qingqing's life was missed..." Ku He sighed lightly, with a smile of knowing destiny on his face, he couldn't help but softly spit out a sentence written down by that child Fan Xian in the book, if you endure it with tenacity In other words, among the thousands of people in this world, there is no one with a stronger heart than Emperor Qing. Losing to such an opponent, although he felt a little bit worried for his homeland Qi, Master Ku He did not have any regrets.
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The moment the emperor made a move, he grasped the iron rod tightly in his hand, and immediately put it down. Wu Zhu, who had done this three times, finally completely let go of the iron rod, and put his two hands behind his back. The black cloth was on his face facing the wind and rain of Dongshan Mountain. During the Grandmaster battle, all the people on the top of the mountain knelt on the ground, expressing their awe with their body trembling. Only he stood indifferently and even a little bit stupidly, watching with cold eyes with all this.
Ku He sat on the tree, looked around at the sword ringing the bell, Wu Zhu tilted his head slightly, and the corners of his lips still couldn't help showing a trace of tugging on his usually expressionless face.
The fact that the emperor is a great master will definitely shock the whole world, but Wuzhu still only tilted his head, looking at the emperor quietly through the black cloth, as if looking at a very strange thing, and He was not treated as the sun in the sky.
At this moment, Wu Zhu seemed to remember something, but he seemed to forget it immediately, his brows were extremely frowned, and he remembered something Chen Pingping had said. After the assassination in the Hanging Temple, Chen Pingping once said with a smile that she was going to let Wu Zhu watch a play, but she didn't see it.
What drama? The scene where the emperor turns into a grand master? It seems that the secret that the whole world does not know, was finally guessed by the emperor's closest old cripple, but why did he let Wuzhu start this scene
Wu Zhu began to think. He wanted to ask the emperor a lot of questions, but he didn't know where to start. There were so many questions, but he couldn't find a thread. Moreover, Dadongshan was not really peaceful at this time. Although Ku He and Si Gu Jian were severely injured, they did not die after all. With the emperor's disposition, since he showed his last trump card, naturally he would not leave any omissions.
So Wuzhu stopped thinking and took a light step forward.
This step of his made everyone in the room feel a little fear and panic. Although no one knew who this mysterious figure in black was, the attitudes of the previous great masters had already shown that he was also a sect master. The peerless master of the master, under the current situation, if he violently strikes, the four great masters, including the emperor, will all fall in a pool of blood.
But Wu Zhu didn't make a move, he just looked at the emperor quietly.
The real movement was in the depths of the ancient temple, at the end of the ruins, the yellow cloth covering Si Gu Jian suddenly moved, as if someone was trying to stand up under the yellow cloth!
With a broken arm and his body collapsed by a blow from Wang Dao, how could Si Gu Jian still stand up? Could it be that the body of the great master has really surpassed the scope of ordinary people!
The emperor narrowed his eyes and looked at that place, everyone followed His Majesty's gaze to that place, Ku He was no exception, but the national teacher just smiled slightly.
The yellow cloth was torn apart forcefully, and a young man covered in blood got out from under the cloth. While coughing, he tore the yellow cloth into strips. His face was resolute and calm. Although it was covered with blood, he didn't have a trace of panic. Although he kept coughing, he didn't stop the movements in his hands.
There are so many pairs of eyes on the top of Dadong Mountain looking at him, especially there are powerful figures far beyond the mortal world staring at him, but he doesn't seem to feel it at all, he just lowers his head and moves. He is not Si Gu Jian, he is Si Gu Jian's closed disciple, Wang Shisanlang.
Thirteen Lang believes that one thing will be done, and he has never cared about what others will think or how others will stop him. So, as a disciple of Jianlu, he was ordered by Fan Xian to fight against the rebels at the mountain gate. He was shot by Ye Liuyun for dozens of feet, but he still bravely climbed to the top of the mountain.
He was about to continue to complete his task, but he saw his mentor had his right arm cut off and fell to the ground.
So he stood up, tore off the yellow cloth strips, carried the seriously injured master on his back, tied them tightly to his body, and chopped off a thin beam that fell to the ground with a snap of his right hand , holding it in his hand, walked out of the gate of the ancient temple, facing everyone on the top of the mountain.
Si Gu Jian fell on disciple's body, his chest and abdomen had already been punched out a miserable big hole, dripping with blood, it fell on Wang Shisanlang's body, and then dripped to the ground.
There was a stern smile on his face, but the smile was filled with joy, because he was on the body of his most beloved apprentice.
Thirteenth Wang, covered in blood, was carrying his master covered in blood on his back. The yellow cloth was instantly dyed bright red. He held a thin beam in his hand. There was no trace of fear on his face, just He stared fiercely at the middle-aged man in the dragon robe.
The meaning is very simple, if he wants to go down the mountain with the Sigu sword on his back, who will stop him
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In the mouths of the storytellers of later generations, the siege on Dadongshan that shocked the world and spread to later generations was full of too many changes and killings. The people who participated in this event were the most respected figures in the world. Therefore, it is extraordinarily exciting to talk about the future, and it is often impossible to finish talking for three days and three nights.
However, what was said in these three days and three nights was basically only what happened in a second. In this second, Emperor Qing shot violently, Ye Liuyun was seriously injured, Ku He and Si Gu Jian had no way out.
All storytellers have forgotten a relatively small character, that is Shisanlang Wang. On the one hand, it is because they do not know the truth at the end of the Dongshan Game, and on the other hand, Shisanlang and these few Compared with the Grand Master, he is just a very inconspicuous character.
Although Emperor Qing had consumed a great deal of energy and vitality, with the realm of a great master, if he wanted to kill Thirteenth Wang at this time, it would be a matter of little effort.
But the little character Wang Shisanlang was still unafraid, staring blankly at Emperor Qing's eyes, holding the thin beam tightly in his hand, it seemed that the next moment, he was going to use the wooden stick he picked up anywhere to give to Qing Emperor. Emperor a sap.
Ye Liuyun, who had a big wound in his abdomen, sat cross-legged not far from Emperor Qing to heal his injuries. Looking at this scene, he couldn't help showing a smile full of admiration on his lips, and sighed: "What a young man."
Ku He's bitter smile, who was sitting cross-legged beside the remnant tree, gradually became brighter. I don't know if he thought of his real closed disciple, that natural-natured Begonia Duoduo, who smiled and praised: " There are talents from generation to generation, and the way of heaven changes, this is the reason."
Emperor Qing looked at this strange young man calmly, and smiled slightly after a while. Then he took a slight step to the side, and made way for Shisanlang Wang who was carrying the Sigu sword. With the honor of an emperor and the position of a master, he actually made way for Shisanlang Wang!
Si Gu Jian, who was on the verge of death, opened his eyes with great difficulty, glanced at the emperor, some blood oozes from his lips, and the savage intent in his weak voice is still there: "How about my apprentice?"
"Master, stop talking."
Wang Shisanlang coaxed his master like a child. He did not immediately choose to go down the mountain after Emperor Qing gave way unexpectedly. Instead, he walked up to Emperor Qing under the amazed eyes of everyone. Beside him, he lowered his body and picked up something. He picked it so naturally, as if the radiant Emperor Qing didn't seem to exist today.
What he picked up was Si Gu Jian's broken right arm, and the ordinary sword.
Wang Shisanlang carried the Sigu sword on his back, held a broken arm and a sword in one hand, and used a thin beam as a usual green flag in the other hand, and just disappeared on the stone path of Dadong Mountain.
A moment later, there was a faint howl of Si Gu Jian's wild singing and crying, and a wild and sad laughter echoed in the valley, which could not stop for a long time.
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The emperor could kill Thirteen Lang without doing anything, not because he cherished his talents, but because he knew the relationship between this young man and An. Si Gu Jian was crying and laughing at each other, so why didn't he know this, the dying Grandmaster wanted to see if the Qing Emperor would make any mistakes at the last moment.
The emperor didn't make a mistake, he didn't need to separate himself from the future of Qing Kingdom by destroying the future of Dongyi City ahead of time. Although Wang Shisanlang's determination made him a little moved, he still didn't take this young man seriously.
He is as confident as ever, arrogantly confident, and after today, no one dares not to worship this kind of confidence.
The emperor knew that Si Gu Jian was doomed, and he knew what kind of damage would be caused by a powerful punch. Even if Si Gu Jian could survive for a while, what was a grand master who was bedridden with a broken arm
Of course, this still wasn't enough to explain why he would let open the way, because with his temperament, all enemies should be eradicated at the best possible time, and Fan Xian was not the real reason for his consideration.
The real reason why the emperor didn't make a move was because Wuzhu took a step forward.
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Si Gu Jian is gone, and Ku He is also gone. He floated away, the national teacher of Northern Qi floated away, went to his homeland, and waited painfully for the last few days of his life. The world's four great masters, after this one battle, went to the second, the general situation among the three parties finally changed drastically, and the biggest obstacle to Qing's unification of the world no longer existed from now on.
It wasn't until Ku He left the top of Dadong Mountain that Wu Zhu slowly withdrew his step, and withdrew his silent threat.
At such a moment, Wu Zhu was the only one who dared to threaten Emperor Qing.
Emperor Qing looked at him calmly and gently, and said, "Old Five, I need your explanation."
In front of Wuzhu, His Majesty the Emperor naturally called him the fifth child, and naturally did not use Zhen to address himself.
Wu Zhu lowered his head slowly, and said after a while, "I don't like it."
Yes, this blind master has been recuperating on the top of Dadong Mountain for more than a year. He seems to remember something. He speaks more and more, and his expressions become more and more colorful. He looks more and more like a normal person and begins to have Some emotions that ordinary people should have, such as likes and dislikes.
It's just that his emotional expression is quite extreme, which doesn't match the indifference on his face at this moment. If you don't like it, you just don't like it. It doesn't matter what your dominance of the country is, or what you have spent twenty years building. Don't do things you don't like.
"Master asked me to protect your safety." Wu Zhu raised his head, looked at the emperor through the black cloth, and said, "You are safe now."
He hasn't called Fan Xian the young master for some time.
Emperor Qing's face was calm, and he was not angry at all. He knew that when Lao Wu and Ye Qingmei were in Dongyi City, he had some old friendship with Si Gujian. As for Ku He, he also knew that Miss Fan's family is still in Ku He. under the door.
But those two great masters have already been abolished and are about to die. Emperor Qing was not worried about anything, looked at Wuzhu calmly and said: "Old Wu, come back to the capital with me."
Wu Zhu lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his head after a while and said, "I remembered something, but I didn't. That person is you."
That person was naturally the one who had practiced two volumes of unnamed kung fu. When Fan Xian was young, Wu Zhu had told him about it, but he didn't remember who had practiced it. Today he remembered that it was Emperor of the Qing Kingdom.
The black cloth on Wuzhu's face looked extraordinarily straight: "Goodbye."
The last goodbye, Wu Zhu said to Ye Liuyun, who was healing with his knees crossed. After saying this, he held the iron rod by his waist in one hand, walked towards the stone steps calmly, and began to descend the mountain. He didn't say a word to the emperor, nor did he say goodbye to the ancient temple behind him that had lived for more than a year, and then disappeared on the stone steps again.
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All the people left, and only the emperor stood on the top of the mountain. Today, Ku He and Si Gu Jian will undoubtedly die. The plan for many years has been realized, and the great wish of unifying the world will start from this. However, the emperor's face did not show much. With a look of joy, he just stood quietly, facing the sun in the sky and the slightly humid sea breeze, looking a little lonely.
It is difficult for a person to be at a high place, and it is difficult to find someone who stands by his side in today's world. No matter who it is, at this moment, some strange emotions will arise.
However, this sentiment did not last long.
Many people survived on the top of the mountain, and most of the officials who accompanied the sacrifices to heaven were still alive, and more than half of the priests of the Qing Temple survived. Although the grand master battle is extremely mysterious, it is extremely powerful and controlled within a perfect range , except for the last punch, and those temples that were crushed.
It wasn't until this time that the people on the top of the mountain got rid of the shock. Although they couldn't see clearly with their eyesight, what happened at that moment, why Si Gu Jian's sword eyes seemed to be piercing His Majesty's body, and then But Si Gu Jian's body was thrown out like a waste rock.
But they knew at least one fact, His Majesty the Emperor won, and the victory was extremely thorough. All conspiracies and tricks seemed so weak in front of His Majesty's strength. The future of Qing Kingdom will surely be like the red sun above the mountain top That way, never sink.
With tears and ecstasy on their faces, they fell to their knees and shouted long live.
Amidst the sound of long live, His Majesty the Emperor remained calm and unmoved, and said softly to the eunuch Yao who was the first to stand up: "Notify the mountain, start...do it."
"Notify the dean and start launching."
"yes."
"The secret decree was sent to Yanjing, and Mei Zhili was temporarily in charge of political affairs, and Xi Daying was forced to go to the Song Dynasty. General Shi Fei was ordered to take the previous edict to Cangzhou to recruit the Northern Camp and accept the Northern Army."
"yes."
"Notify Xue Qing, select some capable officials, and go to Luozhou... Tell him, I will wait for him at Hou Yongzhi's residence."
"yes."
The emperor was not dazzled by today's big victory at all, but issued orders one after another calmly. The news to Chen Pingping must be the earliest, and the North Army must be controlled. As for Dongshan Road...
Eunuch Yao bowed his head in response, but felt chills in his heart. Such a sinister thing as besieging Dadongshan would be absolutely unjustifiable if Dongshanlu didn't know about it. I'm afraid Governor Hou had already colluded with the eldest princess.
It seems that Hou Yongzhi is the first governor who died suddenly since the founding of the Qing Dynasty, and the entire Dongshan Road is likely to be bloodwashed from top to bottom by His Majesty. Good official.
After arranging all this in an extremely calm and orderly manner, Emperor Qing finally heaved a sigh of relief, laughed at himself, shook his head, then walked up to Ye Liuyun, and bowed very respectfully: "It's hard work, Uncle Liuyun!" .”
Before Ye Liuyun could return his salute, he had already straightened up, staring in a daze at the ground that had already been washed clean. Hong Sixiang died there, but there was no trace left. For a noble goal, many People give their lives actively or passively.
Eunuch Hong deserves a gift from Emperor Qing.
The scene was in a panic, but there were a lot of things prepared by the inner court. Eunuch Yao led the officials whose legs were still weak, and moved out some things from the uninverted wing, and began to copy and seal. His Majesty's seal has been taken out Master Fan took it away, but His Majesty's personal seal is still there. Since it is a secret decree, the personal seal is naturally more effective.
After the first wash of the heavy rain, the eastern mountain was facing the green sun. A few white pigeons cooed and flew away from the top of the mountain. After a few circles in the blue sky, they flew towards all directions of Qingguo. It's just that what they bring is not the news of the flood receding, nor the will of peace, but the transmission of the will of a powerful king.
The flat top of Dadong Mountain had been calm until this moment, but suddenly there was a loud bang, which did not shake any sand and rocks, but caused some water splashes. The entire area in the middle of the top of the mountain sank by three feet, as if the gods had hammered it down!
The true effect of the battle of the great masters did not reveal its horror and horror until this moment. The strength intersected, and the squeezed true essence penetrated into the world, and unexpectedly collided with nature violently, changing the order of the earth. shape.
The emperor didn't look at the big crater, but just raised his head, watching the white pigeons flying in the sky, flying away, with a calm and confident face.
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(There are a lot of foreshadowings that the emperor is a great master. This is a pit that I have held back for a year, so please don’t say that I was impulsive and blindly opened my golden finger. The emperor set up this game, since he was moved after one Northern Expedition, three Northern Expeditions Afterwards, the situation was fixed, but he always needed a chance, so he gave the eldest princess this chance, and his sister did not disappoint him... The emperor spent many years on this game, and it took me more than a year to write this game, everyone They are all hardworking people... The first time the emperor appeared in the Qing Temple, the book confessed his strength. He was hiding. In the whole world, only the Ye family did not hide it, because he needed Ye Liuyun. Smiling and bowing, this paragraph is not counted. For the number of words, everyone, have a good weekend, because I have been writing very happily these two days.) (, If you want to know what happened next, please log in, there are more chapters, support the author, support the original!)