Xiao Shangyuan still hesitated: "What if the rebel saint launches a surprise attack while the national master is breaking the formation?"

"Your Highness, you should remember that before we set off for the expedition, His Majesty told us to attack the city with all our strength and spare no effort to eliminate as many effective forces under Gu Ni's command as possible.

"His Majesty said that he will pay close attention to the war situation in the northwest from the capital.

"I think if something unexpected happens, His Majesty may come to the battlefield in the form of a projection like he did many years ago."

Fan Cheng pondered for a moment and replied.

Xiao Shangyuan knew that the "many years ago" mentioned by Fan Cheng referred to the time when the chief minister, Lu Huan, committed treason and fled to the Lu family's old residence in Qingzhou. He was captured by Emperor Tianxing and brought back to the capital to be executed.

At that time, Emperor Tianxing appeared in the sky above Qingzhou in the form of a projection, easily defeating all the means of resistance prepared by Lu Huan.

As the descendants of ascended immortals, the ancient family was completely vulnerable to Emperor Tianxing.

Perhaps it is because during many years of seclusion, I gained a new understanding of the avenue of heaven and earth.

After Emperor Tianxing came out of the palace this time, Xiao Shangyuan clearly felt that his father was more majestic and oppressive than before - he no longer seemed like a mortal of flesh and blood, but seemed to have turned into a man who looked down upon all living beings. A god who treats all things as rotten dogs.

It seems that the emperor is closer to the way of heaven and farther from his children.

A few months ago, Emperor Tianxing was able to use a golden thunder to severely injure Zhao Changying, the Eighth Realm True Monarch, and almost destroy his soul.

So now, it shouldn't be a problem for him to deal with these rebels in the northwest border, right?

"Then Mr. Fan, let's do as you say," Xiao Shangyuan thought and ordered Fan Cheng, "Please inform the Imperial Master on my behalf that he must take action to resolve this matter."

"Yes, Your Highness." Fan Cheng bowed and left.

Maybe it was because he almost died on the top of Yishan Mountain and became a sacrifice for Kongxuan Sanren to be promoted to the Ghost King; or maybe it was because he was in Qingyao Mountain and allowed Gu Xu to escape from the palm of his hand.

Now Fan Cheng can feel that Xiao Shangyuan is no longer the brave young man who dared to go to Yishan to trouble Xue Nu with just one entourage. The successive setbacks made him lose a lot of energy and made him more steady and cautious.

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Xiao Shangyuan was uneasy about the battle situation, and Zhao Yan was also nervous.

When the Daqi army's "Golden Dragon Battle Formation" hit the city defense formations of the six northwest cities again and again, she couldn't help but feel a lump in her throat.

This city defense formation was undoubtedly completed by Gu Xu with the assistance of Luo Chuan, Xu Man and Zhao Changying.

When Gu Xu designed this formation, he drew lessons from the famous Tianlong Formation in Luojing City on the basis of conventional defensive formations.

The Tianlong Formation is located on the Dragon Vein of the Great Wilderness, and can gather the luck of the whole country for one person's use.

There is no dragon vein in Liangzhou City, so Gu Xu cannot borrow the fortune of the country like Emperor Tianxing did, so he can only choose to pull the wool of Tiandao.

"As long as the Grand Master of Qi and Emperor Tianxing don't take action, this formation can keep the Qi army out for at least six days and six nights." Gu Xu once said confidently when he finished setting up the formation.

As soon as Gu Xu finished speaking, Luo Chuan immediately complimented from the side without thinking: "The emperor's attainments in talisman formations are unparalleled in the world. Compared with the emperor's exquisite design, Taishang Haotian's Tianlong Formation is simply step-by-step. It has no spirituality and is not worth mentioning at all.”

Ever since Gu Xu walked down the Kunlun Mountains, Luo Chuan's flattery has become more exaggerated and more tricksy day by day.

At first, Gu Xu felt a little embarrassed after hearing this, but in order to play the role of Emperor Ziwei well, he had to pretend to be calm and calm; but as time went by, he seemed to gradually get used to Luo Luo. Sichuan's compliments, I even feel a little enjoyment in my heart. This made Gu Xu sincerely lament that power will indeed change a person in a subtle way.

At this moment, just as Gu Xu expected, the city defense formation formed an impregnable line of defense, blocking enemies several times larger than our own. With the strong observation ability of a sixth-level practitioner, Zhao Yan saw from a distance the helpless expression on the face of the commander on the high platform in the center of the opposite army.

Immediately afterwards, she saw the short, dark-skinned Imperial Master of Da Qi walking up to the high platform - the Imperial Master frowned, holding paper and charcoal in his hand, writing and drawing non-stop, looking like he was Do complex deductive calculations.

The national master's move to break the formation was obviously what Gu Xu expected.

"I used the secrets of the great avenue to arrange many complex illusions in the formation," Gu Xu said with a sly smile when setting up the formation, "Ordinary formation masters may not be easily fooled, but with preliminary insights Saints and strong men of the Great Way of Heaven and Earth will quickly be attracted by illusions such as the stars in the sky, the thread of cause and effect, the long river of destiny, and the return to ruins of the East China Sea.

“The higher the realm of monks, the harder it is to resist the temptation of high-level Taoist knowledge.

"If nothing else happens, it will take at least three days and three nights for the national master to break this formation."

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The Imperial Master has indeed been immersed in the world of Taoism.

When his consciousness flew out of his body and tried to explore this defensive formation, he saw a vast black sky with countless stars shining in it, like eternal candles and immortal lamps, witnessing the events of the world. Changes in the sea.

In this vast universe, there seem to be countless invisible lines, one end is connected to the stars in the sky, and the other is connected to the mortals on the ground. The stars in the sky are moving around, which seems to be vaguely related to the misfortunes and blessings in the world.

The national master was fascinated for a moment and couldn't help but plunge into the boundless sea of ​​stars.

The surrounding scenery instantly became distorted like disillusionment.

Space itself seemed to melt into the vortex of nothingness, distorting all normal geometric forms; the stars were no exception, their originally bright light flickering in the distorted space, but this was not a steady flicker, but a rapid one. Trembling, like layers of ripples on the lake, as if they are also trying to break free from this twisted void.

A strong sense of dizziness swept through the state master's consciousness.

His senses were distorted and his mind was distorted.

In his perception, the entire universe seemed to have turned into a rapidly rotating top.

He exclaimed, and his consciousness returned to the real world.

"National Master, are you okay?" Xiao Shangyuan, who was standing next to him, saw the strange expression on the Imperial Master's face and couldn't help but asked worriedly.

As the commander of the Qi Army's vanguard force, he was more afraid than anyone else that something would happen to the national division during the process of deciphering the formation.

Not because he has a good relationship with the Imperial Preceptor, nor because he respects his elders, but because he is worried that this will affect his bid for the throne.

Like many princes and princesses in the past generations of Da Qi, Xiao Shangyuan has been working hard to inherit the chair of his father since he was born.

Leading the army to defeat the rebels was both a great opportunity and a key challenge for him.

If he wins, he will return with great achievements and crush all his competitors in terms of record and prestige.

However, if he allows his elite troops to be lost in the northwest, or if the national army is seriously injured or killed here, those bastards Xiao Shangheng and Xiao Shangli will be happy.

It has to be said that these princes, who only have the throne in their minds, have never considered the possibility that "Da Qi will be destroyed."

In their perception, the emperor who wields the "Taea Sword" is a symbol of invincibility.

As long as my father does not die, Daqi will never be destroyed. (End of chapter)

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