Signing Into Immortal Martial World

　　 Wan'an Palace.

　　 The forbidden army guards, the iron armor clanks.

　　 From time to time, there are palace ladies coming in and out, holding copper basins, water, and medicine in their hands.

　　 "Elder Ao, what is going on?"

　　The visitor is Gao Gonggong of Yinshoujian, a close minister in front of the emperor.

　　 He was standing outside the room, and he could not help but twitch when he heard a messy sound coming from inside.

　　 About half an hour ago, His Royal Highness King Ning was assassinated and was rushed to the nearby Wan'an Palace.

　　I encountered this kind of thing just now, I really don’t know how to say it.

　　 The emperor is already furious, ready to trace it to the end, and then ask the abbot of Tianlong Temple to come out of the mountain.

　　 It is bound to find the assassin and hang him over the gate.

　　 "Is a great master of kendo."

　　 Ao Jing smiled bitterly, and said in frustration:

　　 "The man used the sword intent to frighten him, and then left the words on the Tianxing tablet. The sword intent and sword aura remained in it, which wounded His Royal Highness Ning."

　　 Father Gao squinted his eyes, somewhat suspicious:

　　 "Elder Ao's eightfold in the Mortal Realm can't stop the assassin's... the sword intent in the word?"

　　 If it is a head-to-head fight, forget it.

　　 pay attention to the word, can it hurt people?

　　 Can't even stop the **** change realm?

　　 This is a bit weird.

　　 Ao Jing's face was slightly cold, and he asked:

　　 "What does father-in-law mean? Could it be that I suspected that I was colluding with the assassin?"

　　 "Or do you think I was the one who assassinated His Royal Highness Ning?"

　　 He was born in Hunyuan Taoism, one of the top ten authentic schools.

　　 is also among the elders in charge of punishment, the first person under the charge of education.

　　 Naturally, he would not be afraid to offend an **** of the Da Zhou Dynasty.

　　 "Elder Ao joked, our family just asked casually."

　　Gao Gonggong smiled like a Maitreya Buddha without being angry.

　　 "There are swordsmen in the world like crucian carp who crosses the river, but there are not many masters of kendo. If you deliberately check it down, you can always find the murderer."

　　 Ao Jing failed to protect the Ninth Prince Zhao Ning, which is tantamount to betraying the instructor's entrustment.

　　In addition, thinking of the great master of kendo, I felt a little bored, and said solemnly:

　　 "The father-in-law can send someone to check the square in front of the Mingguang Palace. There should be some sword intent remaining on the Tianxing monument."

　　 Father Gao nodded in response, and the imperial palace was finally unable to prevent the masters of **** refinement.

　　 Within half a month, the Prince of the East Palace and His Royal Highness King Ning were assassinated one after another.

　　 In a few days, will it be your Majesty’s turn?

　　 High father-in-law thought to himself.

　　 It is estimated that your Majesty will let Heilongtai search for masters from the rivers and lakes, and hire Ke Qing to worship.

　　 This kind of thing has been done before.

　　 can practice martial arts, exercises, medicine, talent, all indispensable.

　　 There is no inheritance of the scattered people in the arena, it is difficult to achieve after all.

　　 The real masters must either come from a family or a family member, or come to the school early.

　　 Even if it costs a lot of money, it is difficult to find a few suitable people.

　　 Besides, the imperial city Ouchi is an important place.

　　 The emperor will not let those rivers and lakes and grasses come in for no reason.

　　 "After the assassination of Prince Ning, His Majesty will change his mind."

　　 Gao Gonggong sighed.

　　 In the final analysis, it is still a family sect and a sect that monopolizes martial arts.

　　 Otherwise, the Great Zhou Dynasty with a vast territory and millions of soldiers.

　　Where is there not even a few military masters who suppressed one side?

　　 Fortunately, there is Wu'anhou sitting in Beijing, so there is no fear of making a big mess.

　　 "Elder Ao, do you think King Ning can survive?"

　　 Gao Gong is outside the door, with a questioning look on his face.

　　 Your Majesty wanted to come and visit in person, but considering that the assassin might not be able to go, he killed him with a carbine.

　　 reluctantly gave up this plan and sent him over to wait for news.

　　 "His Royal Highness Ning was pierced by a sword in his lower abdomen, and his injuries were extremely serious."

　　 Ao Jing said hesitantly.

　　 "Even if it was a panacea, he took a sigh of relief and rescued him, his dantian Qihai was already broken...the cultivation base was exhausted, and it would be impossible to step into the martial arts anymore."

　　 At the end, there was a trace of pity in the eyes of the elder in charge.

　　For His Royal Highness Ning, who is proud by nature and pursues perfection.

　　 This is probably the most agonizing torture, it's better to die.

　　 became a waste!

The four words 　　 seem to be light and fluttering.

　　 can fall on a prince, but it can be overwhelming.

　　 Throughout the ages, if you have failed to win the concubine, how many will have a good end?

　　 is nothing more than a ban, it's nothing more than death.

　　 "There is no hope of healing?"

　　 Gao Gonggong immediately asked.

　　 "I've never heard of it. The popular sea dantian can be recovered if it is broken."

　　 Ao Jing shook his head.

　　 He is also very sorry.

　　 Although His Royal Highness Ning has a narrow temperament, his temper is a bit more arrogant.

　　 After all, he was a disciple under the head teacher, and there was an accident in front of him right now, and it was a bit difficult to explain after returning.

"Pity."

　　 When Ao Jing said so, Father Gao sighed.

　　The prince of the East Palace was not able to stand up, which made his majesty give birth to the heart of a waste reserve.

　　 Among the remaining brothers, His Royal Highness King Ning has the most hope to inherit the Datong.

nowadays.

　　 A **** who has exhausted his dantian, I am afraid it will be difficult for him to compete with the prince for a position.

　　 "I don't know whether it is because of the bad luck of King Ning, or the luck of the prince."

　　 Gao Gong Gongli waited for Ban Zhuxiang at the door, until the eunuchs walked out one after another.

　　"His life may be barely saved. His Royal Highness King Kening's Dantian Qi was completely broken, and his spine was injured. From now on, he can only lie in bed."

　　 This is the diagnosis of the imperial physician.

　　 Father Gao finished listening, and through the open door, he glanced at the nine prince Zhao Ning, who had passed out and had not yet woken up.

　　 shook his head regretfully, turned and left.

　　 I can only say that the rise and fall of life is too fast.

　　 Today was the day when the prince was named, but the nine princes had the terrible news of becoming a waste.

　　 Really make good luck.

　　...

　　...

　　 Wu Anhou.

　　 Inside the bookstore.

　　 "The nine princes were assassinated? What's the matter, the prince has just finished making trouble over there, and it's his turn again?"

　　 Zhao Kai held the seat with both hands, looked at the commander Zhu Jian of Heilongtai Luwei, and asked:

　　 "Will it be the magic door?"

　　Zhu Jian frowned and thought for a while before he said:

　　 "I haven't heard of any movement."

　　 "After Hou Ye met with the demons last time, except for one Hong Yazi who was slightly active, the rest had no news."

　　 "I also mobilized the black dragon platform's spy to conduct an interrogation search, but found nothing."

　　 Zhao Kai is not surprised at this result.

　　 The Eightfold of the Mortal Realm has been able to manipulate the mind and twist the spirit.

　　 Heilongtai's spies are mostly ordinary martial artists, and they are of the first or second level in the mortal realm.

　　 Even if the people of the Six Demon Sects walked in front of them, they wouldn't be half aware of it.

　　 "Zhu Jian, do you think Tianjingcheng is very different."

　　 Zhao Kai seemed to have a reaction, looked up at the blue sky outside the window, and said lightly:

　　 "The Yuanmeng envoy entered Beijing, Qiandapo died suddenly, the king of Yasha went crazy, and then Yuanli was killed, the prince and King Ning were assassinated... all this came too fast, and I couldn't figure out the truth behind it."

　　 "I always feel a little weird in the dark."

　　 "Could it be that the leader of the dragon guard is not dead, and really broke through the tenth level of the mortal realm, martial arts immortal?"

Commander 　　 Weiwei shocked Zhu Jian. He knew that Wu'anhou was the innate great master of the Ninth Layer of the Ordinary Realm as early as three years ago.

　　 just locks the essence of the whole body, forcibly suppresses the blood, and forcibly hides the news.

　　 "What did Hou Ye feel?"

　　 The innate master's intention is in harmony with the sky, and in the dark, on a whim, you can predict the danger, Wu'anhou's words are by no means aimless.

　　 Zhu Jian pondered for a moment, combined with the previous signs, and then replied:

　　 "As far as I can see, if the leader is really alive and breaks the deadlock, your majesty will not have the heart to waste storage."

　　 "I would beg the leader to take action, deter the Jianghu sect, intimidate the prairie barbarians, eliminate all forces in the Qing Dynasty, and build a country like a railroad, so that it can be inherited by the prince."

　　 Zhao Kai nodded, seeming to agree with Zhu Jian.

　　 His imperial brother always wants to clean up the family's clans and flatten the foreigners on the grassland.

　　 Set up the great cause of not losing Taizu!

　　 If you really rely on it, you won’t be so forbearing.

　　 "Perhaps the thirty-year plan is about to be successful, and I feel a little difficult to calm down, and I feel faintly uneasy, but I don't know the reason."

　　 Zhao Kai shook his head first, then sighed, and said with emotion:

　　 "I am impetuous in my mind, distracting thoughts... I still can't practice spiritually at home."

　　 Zhu Jian bowed and said:

　　 "No need to worry about Lord Hou, the six holy places overlook the world, and they have become increasingly arrogant for thousands of years."

　　 "They only regard the world as lambs to be slaughtered at will, chess pieces that they can use at will."

　　 "Only Lord Hou can save people from fire and water! Open peace for all generations!"

　　 Zhao Kaiwu laughed to himself, the airflow in the bookstore was tightened, if there was muffled thunder.

　　 There was a flash of nostalgia in his eyes, as if he was thinking of the time before:

　　 "I left Tianjing back then, made a lot of friends, and did a few big things, and gained a little fame."

　　 "But you know, what do I feel the most?"

　　 Zhu Jian didn't say anything, but just listened quietly.

　　 Zhao Kai paused, showing a trace of coldness on his perennial solemn and majestic face.

　　He said lightly:

　　 "It's exploitation!"

　　 Zhu Jian was taken aback, not knowing what he meant.

　　 Zhao Kai's eyes were indifferent, and his voice was like iron, bursting out with powerful force.

　　 "This world is like a high ladder tower. The people at the bottom are like cows and horses, plowing the fields, raising silkworms and spinning, and using their blood and sweat to feed the wealthy merchants."

　　 "And those rich people succumb to the family power."

　　 "What they think day and night is to marry and marry those famous families."

　　 "Poor families, noble families, aristocratic families, magnates...there is a way out by joining them, they are like a net, which makes people unable to escape!"

　　 "Besides, the family clan has colluded with the Jianghu sect. The salt and iron business on land and water, and even the transportation of water, are controlled by these outsiders!"

　　 word by word roared like thunder.

　　 Zhu Jian only felt that a mountain was pressing down, and a heavy force came from his shoulders.

　　 Being pressured by Wu'anhou's spirit, he even finds it difficult to breathe.

　　 But Zhao Kai did not realize it, and continued:

　　 "I traveled to Haizhou back then, where the state animal husbandry recently took office and wanted to eat a piece of fresh fish soup, but the staff under my hand said that it depends on whether the'Dragon King' will give this face."

　　 "Who is the Dragon King? Qu Yan, the lord of the Dajiang League! Nicknamed "Hunjiang Dragon King"!"

　　 "There are tens of thousands of people under this man, who are all fishermen and boatmen who ask for their livelihoods. He controls a quarter of the industry and business in 32 counties and 51 counties in Haizhou."

　　 "According to legend, when the prefecture has arrived, he must first pay a visit, otherwise he will anger the dragon king. Don't say he wants to eat fresh fish soup, and he didn't even have to drink a bite of fish soup."

　　 "Why is he so arrogant in a six-layered river and lake in the mortal realm?"

　　 "Because the Langya Wang family and Fan Yang Lu family are behind Dajiang League, and 70% of the property is handed in to these two gate valves every year!"

　　"Furthermore, one-third of the officials of the six departments of the Ministry of Science and Technology came from these two main gates. What is the direct line, the collateral line, the big room, the second room, the in-laws, the disciples... Among them, the interests are intertwined."

　　 "Even if I, a prince, want to move it, I can't do anything about it."

　　 "This is just a Dajiang League! The Twelve Links of Yangzhou! The Sands Gang of Songzhou! The Daqihui of Hanzhou... There are countless gangs like this!"

　　 "But if you really want to count them, they are just pawns"

　　 "There are also top ten authentic sects, Tianlong Temple, Hunyuan Dao, Yunzhongju... With so many disciples and servants, handyman servants, and tens of thousands of people, how much support do they need?"

　　 "Let's look up again, the six holy places have been passed down for thousands of years, sitting on countless treasures of gold and silver, precious treasures of the world."

　　 "At least half of the world's resources fall into their hands."

　　 "Those layers are peeled off, not to mention the common people's lives, even I have a hard time talking about it."

　　 "Zhu Jian, tell me, what are these people?"

　　 The commanding envoy, who was bent over, almost fell to his knees.

　　 There were big drops of sweat on his forehead, and he trembled:

　　 "The subordinates don't know."

　　 Zhao Kai raised his head and closed his eyes, converging his terrifying will to martial arts, and said lightly:

　　 "These people are assholes! They are great rebels! They are anti-thief! They are damned people!"

　　 "If the dynasty is turbulent, they will raise their arms, gather soldiers and horses, and cede the land to become the king!"

　　 "If the dynasty is prosperous, they will exploit the people, dominate the land, and despise the king's law!"

　　 "They are all lawless rebels who have no ruler and father, UU reading www.uukanshu.com!"

　　The spacious study room suddenly returned to peace.

　　 Shicai seemed to be caught in a sea of ​​anger. Zhu Jian had a nervous breakdown, his legs were slightly soft.

　　 "Hou Ye's martial arts are getting more and more unfathomable, and his murderousness is getting more and more!"

　　 Zhao Kai slowly opened his eyes, like a deep starry sky, with streamers floating.

　　 After a while, he made a verdict like a king with a promise:

　　 "Aristocratic family, top ten authentic, six sacred places...Sooner or later this will be cleaned up."

　　 Zhu Jian nodded in agreement, he did not doubt that Wu Anhou had this ability.

　　 Even though the six magic gates are all in place, there are still two innate great masters.

　　 But the commander of Heilongtai Luwei, but he was not half nervous.

　　 "In the past thirty years, the overall situation that Hou Ye has set up is not as simple as destroying Zhou and slaying dragons."

　　 There was a frenzy in Zhu Jian's eyes.

In his opinion.

　　 Wu Anhou is the real dragon of this great week.

　　...

　　...

　　 Moon goes to transit.

　　 A figure resembles a ghost and a god, passing through the gate of Qi Nian, the Palace of Emperor Qiang, appeared in the deep part of the imperial city to worship the heaven.

　　 Along the way, the eunuchs, court ladies, and the patrolling army all turned a blind eye to them.

　　 Stepping on the spacious and unoccupied, straight shrine, Zhao Mu enters the interior of the altar of worship.

　　 Twenty-eight golden nanmu pillars are arranged in a circle, and the four dragon well pillars in the middle symbolize the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter.

　　 The twelve outer rings are called Golden Pillars, which means that there are December in a year.

　　 The last twelve are called eave pillars, which represent twelve o'clock a day.

　　 Only then did it support the nine-zhang high platform.

　　 "You have come to the high platform to worship the sky, and you have extracted the emperor Wang Qi technique!"

　　 "Is it branded?"