According to the legends heard by word of mouth, there is a large array of life and death buried in the North Palace. The great formation was opened by the blood of the royal family, and life and death were seized. Since the reunification of the Northern Continent and the completion of the palace, this formation has never been used, and its power cannot be estimated in detail, and it has gradually been forgotten by the world.
And tonight, thousands of bright golden rays of light intertwined, passing through the wind and snow, forming an overwhelming net, strangling the rebels who broke into the palace.
The light as thin as a hair has an ancient and chilling aura. Wherever it goes, the hard armor is cut into irregular pieces, along with the flesh and bones wrapped in it.
Before he even had time to cry, the living became a pile of broken pieces of meat in the blink of an eye. The scene is bloody, brutal, and terrifying.
The palace is full of flesh and blood. The screaming and confusion began, and the people who had flocked to the palace before fled outside the palace desperately.
Duan Chongxuan was standing on the terrace, his face was a little pale.
King Xian's carriage fell apart, and he flew up and stood on the broken chariot unscathed, saying proudly, "This king is also of royal blood."
A mysterious aura emanated from him, and it was of the same origin as the Great Array, and it was like one. The golden light retreated, the wind and snow were shaken by the force, and he flew towards the terrace with his sword.
The overall situation outside the palace has been decided, as long as he kills Duan Shengan in the palace, he will become the master of the palace, the majesty of Beilu.
In the past, killing a sub-sage was something that I didn't even dare to think about. But tonight is different, he knows the amazing loss of starting the life and death array. Now Duan Shengan is at the weakest moment in a century, and he is at his peak. There has never been a better time.
The Sword Intent of Mahayana's perfection is extremely domineering and goes forward inexorably.
However, a long spear cut through the night, slashed out diagonally, and stopped the blade in mid-air. Sparks were scattered, and the night sky was bright for a moment.
After a blow, King Xian fell back to his original position, his pupils shrinking.
The general who was guarding in front of the Taihe Hall, in full armor, came here at an unknown time. Holding the 'Beacon Fire' spear, he stood under the terrace like a rock.
When in Yecheng, Wang Xi asked that His Majesty was seriously ill and asked the Crown Prince to return to the palace. Duan Chongxuan opened his mouth to ask the first question, and the only question, was 'Where is the white gun and ling'.
Because when it comes to who to trust in the palace, Duan Chongxuan only trusts one white gunling.
Duan Shengan saw the 'Fenghuo' in Bai Lingling's hands, and instead of blaming his son for making his own decisions, he said, "You can lend him something to use, or you can trust him, and it will only be ten years in the future."
In other words, ten years later, the general situation will be different, and people's hearts will change, so they need to be considered separately.
Duan Chongxuan replied, "I and Gunling have known each other for twenty years."
"I and your uncle have known each other for two hundred years."
Duan Chongxuan has only one uncle, the King Xian.
So he stopped talking and looked at the palace and the city in silence.
Looking at the situation outside the palace where King Xian was confident, the earth-shaking changes began.
Who would have thought that the entire imperial capital was a large formation
The golden light was mixed with fire, and the cold wind and snow mixed with blood. This rebellion finally turned into a one-sided massacre.
The rebels fled towards the city wall like a tide, but the city gates have already been closed, and no one can go out. All that awaited them were the arrows shot from the tower on the city wall, like a black cloud covering the sky.
Duan Chongxuan suddenly remembered that when the second senior sister sent him back to the Northern Land, he had to deal with more than ten assassinations along the way, and after several dangers, he finally came to the gate of the imperial capital.
He saluted his senior sister, "Just come here, I have to walk the rest of the way by myself."
It was his own choice. Cang Ya should not be involved.
No one will protect him for the rest of his life, neither can his brothers and sisters, nor can his father.
Many years later, the night when the blood burned was recorded as 'The Winter's Change' in the history books of the Hokuriku. The rebels entered the imperial capital, and the whole army was wiped out.
But now, the father and son of the royal family stood on the terrace, watching the snow curtain and the gradually disappearing golden light, and completed the last dialogue, "I prefer to go to the battlefield than to kill my brother with a formation."
King Xian died under the terrace, unable to rest his eyes, staring in the direction of the throne, the dark red blood soaked in a large area in the snow under him.
"It's a pity that I can't go there, I have to rely on you to go, and go with my 'Golden Horse' and 'Beacon Fire Wolf Smoke'!"
'Fenghuo' is a magic weapon, and 'Jin Ge Iron Horse' is the most elite army in the Northern Continent.
He left the secure throne to his son and the troubled times.
The old emperor asked, "Can it be done?"
Duan Chongxuan replied, "I have never been afraid."
From every street and alley in the imperial capital, many armies of the imperial emblem and gold armor poured out from nowhere, dripping the green liquid on the corpses everywhere, and the corpses melted like ice and snow, leaving no blood.
Some people even filled the corpses on the wooden carts that came in a file, and transported them out of the city according to the established route. Some people in the suburbs had dug huge corpse pits.
The lights in the palace were lit, and more than a thousand palace people began to swipe their hands and feet swiftly. The north wind blew away the thick bloody smell, leaving only the fragrance of the cold plums in the imperial garden.
The wind stopped and the snow stopped, and the eastern sky was white with fish belly. The world is refreshed after the snow, and the streets are bright and dazzling.
If it weren't for the dark red blood stains in the cracks of the city wall, it would be almost impossible to see the blood flowing into the river at night.
Duan Chongxuan became emperor today.
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Mr. Zhang Yuan got up and went back to the house. He is walking around now, and sometimes even needs the support of the deputy head courtyard.
He saw the light of the northern sky, like broken gold flickering in the night, the light of the formation. Even if he never felt like he had friends, he still felt lonely.
Wei Jingfeng, Qu Jiang, Zhou Yuandao, Duan Shengan, they lived with him in this world. In the long life and the changing situation, once cooperated and traded, it was inevitable to calculate each other.
But now he is the only one left.
The school at night is quiet and peaceful. The lights on the tall buildings not far away were particularly conspicuous.
He looked sideways and asked, "Have the students all gone home? Let's close the hospital in three days."
The deputy director replied earnestly, "I went back a few last month, but there are also some who are unwilling to leave. Stay for class and study in the night library at night."
"Attend class?"
"Yes, the teachers don't leave. The class has not been finished, but if one student listens, the class cannot be suspended."
The deputy director added, "I'm not leaving either."
The gentleman sighed, "It's not what it used to be. I can't protect you."
It is a very bitter thing for a sub-sage to say such a thing.
But that's the truth. In the past, the academy was outside the three factions of the mountain, and it was absolutely neutral, and disputes were not disturbed. Today is very different. The position of Mr. Zhang Yuan is the position of the academy.
Not all the academies are cultivators, but more are scholars and scholars.
Useless is a scholar.
The deputy director finally said, "We can do something for the academy while we are here."
Unbreakable is also a scholar.
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When Yin Biyue and Luo Mingchuan went back to Cangya, the first thin snow fell on the west land, and the slightly cold air was full of the fresh smell of the first snow.
There are martial law checkpoints one after another at the foot of Cangya Mountain. Along the way, the disciples who came and went to change their shifts were all solemn and coercive. They were not as relaxed as they used to gather in front of the law enforcement hall to chat and laugh.
Someone recognized them and came forward to greet them, as if they were relieved, especially after seeing Luo Mingchuan.
The patrol deployment of Cangya Mountain was all arranged by Luo Mingchuan before. At this time, when he went up the mountain and asked a simple question along the way, Yin Biyue listened on the sidelines, only to feel that the situation has become more serious recently. Every day there are traces of demonic cultivators outside the mountain. There are very few people, but they are very skilled. They are more like spying on the situation.
In the Qinghe Hall of the main peak, the head and each peak master are discussing the deployment of alliance with Qinglu and Lianjianzong faction.
Both Liu Lishuang and Yan Xing went down the mountain, and Jun Yu was the only one in Xi Huafeng's position. But one person is enough.
Luo Mingchuan and Yin Biyue were directly invited into the hall. Based on their cultivation, they had already surpassed several peak masters, which made people sigh that their fortunes were unpredictable and unbelievable.
When the business was over, the crowd dispersed. Only the headmaster, Jun Yu, and the two of them were left in the hall.
At present, Cangya knows about Luo Mingchuan's situation, only these four.
Zhengyangzi asked, "How is it?"
Luo Mingchuan replied, "It's stabilized."
Zhengyangzi breathed a sigh of relief, he knew how reliable his apprentices were, and he said it would be alright.
"But the disciple has one more thing..."
Luo Mingchuan was interrupted by Yin Biyue before he finished speaking, "We still have one more thing to say. Brother Luo and I are in love with each other. This time it has been privately set for life. I know this is not right..."
He actually knelt down in a big salute and looked at Jun Yu,
"But now that the master is far away, I ask the senior brother to make the decision."
Luo Mingchuan immediately knelt down together. He didn't expect the younger brother to speak so quickly, and he couldn't help feeling excited, "My younger brother and I have admired each other for a long time, please master."
Zhengyangzi showed his eyes as expected, Jun Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, and did not say anything against it.
Zhengyangzi pondered, "It's a happy event, but just in time for this, it's inconvenient to invite guests, and it's not easy to hold a ceremony."
Luo Mingchuan was the next head, and Yin Biyue was a disciple of the Sword Saint. Regardless of their identities or their cultivation, they all had to set up a lot according to the rules.
"I don't care about being polite, but it's a pity that I wronged my junior brother."
"It's a pity that the senior brother was wronged. When the stability is settled in the future, I will make up for the senior brother."
The two finished speaking at the same time, looked at each other, and laughed lightly.
Zheng Yangzi couldn't bear to look directly and turned his head away, thinking that the two of you should get together now, and don't delay for a moment.
With a light cough on his face, "The ceremony will be omitted. The third day of the next month is an auspicious day. I will go to the ancestral hall to burn incense and pay my respects to my ancestors, and sign the registration book. This is done.
After he finished speaking, he glanced at Jun Yu and asked for his opinion.
Jun Yu nodded.
Yin Biyue was initially apprehensive. Although there are men who have long been married to practitioners in this world, after all, the union of Yin and Yang is the right way. He was the one who turned his senior brother on the wrong road, far from expecting it to be so easy.
Really enlightened parents feel the world moving.
Just listen to Jun Yu's cold and solemn voice, "You come with me."
Yin Bi hurriedly followed, and then looked back at his senior brother, and saw Luo Mingchuan showing a gentle smile.
Calm down now.