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Chapter 214 There can be dynasties in the mortal world, but why can't there be dynasties in immortal land?
In front of the palace gate.

Zheng Ming looked thoughtfully at Ling Yuanzi who was going away.

Zhang Zhiwei and Dugu Qiubai came to Zheng Ming's side.

"Your Majesty, why do you form an alliance with Xunxian Temple?" Zhang Zhiwei asked.

Zheng Ming smiled slightly, and said, "Because the Hall of Immortals is only for seeking immortals. And I also want to seek immortals."

Dali knows too little about the Hidden World Sect, the Fairy Palace, and the Fairy Land, so he needs someone or a force to provide information.

Xunxian Temple is undoubtedly the most suitable force.

"Then why did he form an alliance with us? He said before that the Hidden World Sect doesn't want to get too involved with the Dynasty." Zhang Zhiwei said with a frown.

Zheng Ming smiled and said, "Because he has no other opportunities."

"The Fairy Palace is opened every thousand years, and even a grand master cannot make it to the second time."

"If they can't obtain the induction order from the Immortal Palace this time, then their path to immortality will be completely cut off."

"So they don't worry about anything else."

Zhang Zhiwei nodded slightly, and said: "So that's the case, but the old man overlooked this point."

"But for them, His Majesty still needs to be vigilant."

"That's natural. This kind of alliance is extremely fragile, especially in front of Xianlu." Zheng Ming said.

Since then.

Zheng Ming turned around and walked into the palace gate.

"But this time the harvest is not small, hehe."

"Ling Yuanzi said that the Fairy Palace will appear in five years, which means we still have five years."

"Old Master, you have to be prepared."

Zhang Zhiwei stroked his beard and said: "Your Majesty cannot enter the fairy land, and it doesn't seem to make much sense for us to go."

Zheng Ming stopped suddenly, looking up at the blue sky.

"Not necessarily."

"Whether it is the mortal world or the fairy land, it is nothing more than a world."

"There can be a dynasty in the mortal world, why can't there be a dynasty in the fairy land?"

……

outside of Kyoto.

Ling Yuanzi and the two walked forward slowly.

"Master, I don't know something about this disciple," said the young man.

Ling Yuanzi looked at him and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Why do we form an alliance with the Dali Dynasty?" the boy asked.

Ling Yuanzi smiled as he walked forward, "Don't you think Li Huang is a very interesting person?"

"Is it interesting?" The boy looked puzzled.

"He hides many secrets. He is different from other emperors, and his ambitions far exceed others."

Ling Yuanzi's eyes flickered.

"Won't the envoy not appear if the Fairy Spirit Palace is not born?"

"This is the question he asked, don't you see the problem?"

The young man looked at him blankly, with more and more doubts on his face, and said, "Is there any problem?"

"Why would he ask such a question?" Ling Yuanzi asked.

The young man thought hard for a moment, then suddenly his eyes widened, and he said, "Because he knew, no, he knew that someone had seen the envoy."

"That's right, it is precisely because someone saw the envoy that he asked such a question." Ling Yuanzi laughed.

"There were two great masters outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation just now. They are not weaker than teachers, and one of them can't even see through being a teacher."

"If the teacher's guess is correct, he is the one who met the envoy."

"That's why he has an Immortal Land Reception Order in his hand."

The boy blinked and said, "Can we grab his invitation order?"

Ling Yuanzi's face froze, and then he slapped the boy on the head.

"Why did the old man accept such a fool as your apprentice?"

The young man cried with his head in his arms, and said, "Master, this disciple knows his mistake."

"Hmph, I just know how to rob, and I don't even know how to die." Ling Yuanzi said coldly.

Although he doesn't know how strong Zhang Zhiwei is, there is one thing he can be sure of, that is, he is definitely stronger than him.

To snatch an existence stronger than him, isn't that courting death?

Taking a deep breath, Ling Yuanzi said again: "Dali's strength is stronger than I expected, and they have nothing to do with other hidden sects. This is a very suitable ally for us."

"The most important thing is that Emperor Li, although he is very young, he is full of ambition,"

"The Dali Dynasty will be the biggest change in the birth of the Immortal Palace. Only by grasping this change can we obtain more opportunities for the Xunxian Palace."

"After returning, send all the information about the fairy palace and fairyland to Dali."

"The favor 500 years ago is still too thin."

He looked at the capital city with deep eyes, and said slowly.

……

The Great Jin Dynasty, in the dense forest.

The battle is still going on, and it is even developing towards an intensified situation.

"Mo Qiangxin, you are going too far!" Lord Tianmu said in a low voice with his eyes as bright as the stars.

From the beginning of the battle, Mo Gunxin found him, and kept fighting with him, and his shots became more and more fierce.

"Excessive!" Mo Qiangxin's face was cold and handsome, and the spear in his hand was flying like a dragon, setting off sharp spears.

"30 years ago, you killed two of my apprentices. Ten years ago, you severely injured my granddaughter. Three years ago, if you two hadn't shot together, you would have seriously injured me. Haha, it was too much, even more so. It's still behind."

There are too many grievances and grievances between the three holy palaces, and it has long been unclear.

Great Flame Dragon Sparrow!

The spear swept across, the flames rose, and like a phoenix flying, it swooped down.

Seeing the attack getting closer and closer, Lord Tianmu's face froze.

He took a few steps back, stood on the hard rock, and drew his bow and arrow with a concentrated momentum.

The rapidly condensed momentum was like a hurricane, tearing everything around crazily, and the silver-white feathered arrows burst into shining brilliance.

Sky by month!

Feathered arrows flew out, piercing the sky and earth like a rainbow.

The flaming guns and silver arrows collided in the air.

There was a loud bang.

Countless messy auras splashed out, devastating the hundreds of meters of mountain forest.

The energy fluctuations of the explosion spread around like ripples.

Like a gust of wind sweeping around.

In the distance, behind the rocks.

Shuertu and Feiyi looked at this scene with solemn expressions.

"It's fun now, everyone is starting to work hard." Shuertu said.

The situation has developed in an unpredictable direction.

If someone dies here today, it is very likely that a real war will start next.

However, such a situation cannot be avoided.

The major hermit sects were already full of contradictions and enmity, but now that the Canglong Token was in front of them, they wanted to fight for the Canglong Token and settle their previous enmity, so the matter naturally became more and more intense.

"What do we do now?" Fei Yi asked softly.

Shuertu frowned.

He didn't know what to do now.

At this time, you must not join it, once you join, it will inevitably attract attacks from others.

As for the others, it doesn't seem to work either.

It is not appropriate to want to be the fisherman of last resort.

Because no one knows how many people are hiding behind the scenes.

What's more, he is not qualified to be a fisherman.

"Strange, why hasn't Senior Tianji come here?" He suddenly asked.

Fei Yi was taken aback for a moment, her delicate face was a little restless.

"Perhaps Senior Tianjijun has been stopped by someone."

Shuertu trembled all over, and couldn't help taking a deep breath.

"It seems to be really troublesome."

Just as the two were talking, a majestic sword force suddenly erupted from the east.

The sword is as powerful as a peak, straight into the sky, majestic and powerful, it is amazing.

"That's it!" Shuertu looked towards the east, and in a dense forest in the distance, a figure dressed in white Shengxue was hanging on the top of a tree.

"Dali Sword God Ximen Chuuxue! Why is he here?"

he said in shock.

"It should be normal for him to come." Fei Yi said.

Shuertu came back to his senses, and smiled helplessly.

Indeed, it is normal for Dali to intervene, and it is abnormal not to intervene.

"His opponents are members of the Tianwai Sect, and these guys are indeed hidden around." Fei Yi said again.

At this time, Ximen Chuuxue was facing two great masters.

Both of them are swordsmen, looking at them, Ximen Chuuxue's eyes became hot.

After seeing Dugu Qiubai, the two of them discussed swords together for three days, proving the way of the sword with each other, which made him gain a lot. This time he came here to find a suitable opponent.

"Who are you? Why are you attacking us?"

The two Tianwaizong looked at Ximen Chuuxue with gloomy faces, full of anger.

Originally, they planned to watch the excitement, but they didn't expect that after watching for a while, an inexplicable person actually came.

"Dali Dynasty, Ximen Chuuxue, ask two fellow Taoists about swords!"

The two looked at each other.

They knew about Dali Dynasty, but this was the first time they had heard of the name Ximen Chuuxue.

Although Ximen Chuuxue's reputation in Dali is getting bigger and bigger, but he has not yet entered the eyes of the hermit sect.

After all, the time for him to become famous is too short, and it's only half a year if he has done his best.

But since people have come to the door, they naturally want to teach Ximen Chuuxue a lesson.

"Tianwai Sect Qu Xingyun, Qu Liushui." The two looked at Ximen Chuuxue with a sneer.

next moment.

A majestic sword intent erupted from the two of them, with the intention of cutting down everything in the world.

Ximen Fuxue's eyes lit up, and the heat in the pupils became more intense.

He slowly drew out the long sword, the edge of the sword trembled slightly, and there were bursts of sword sounds.

Qu Xingyun and Qu Liushui looked at each other and drew out their long sword at the same time.

The appearance of the two is almost exactly the same, and their clothes seem to be carved out of the same mold, except that the swords in their hands are somewhat different.

The sword in Qu Xingyun's hand is as white as a white cloud, with a hazy white light emitting from its surface, like a cloud of light clouds covering it.

But the sword of the meandering water is like water waves, layer by layer, making people unpredictable.

Ximen Chuuxue looked at the two of them, feeling their breath.

These two seem to be a little different from ordinary people.

The sword came out invisible, and suddenly, the two of them had arrived in front of Ximen Chuuxue.

A sword is like a cloud, uncertain, and a sword is like a trickle of water.

When the two swords were joined together, the wind and cloud surged suddenly, and the rain fell into a painting.

Ximen Chuuxue watched the actions of the two, but the scene of Dugu Qiubai fighting Zhang Zhiwei emerged in his mind.

No matter how many changes, no matter how great the momentum, a sword is just a sword.

Clang!
The sound of the sword rang softly, and a sword pierced out.

Not too fancy, nor majestic, just a simple sword.

After all, Ximen Chuuxue's kendo is different from Dugu Qiubai.

Dugu Qiubai pays more attention to the heart of swordsmanship, doing whatever he wants, winning without tricks.

Ximen Chuuxue pays more attention to pure swords, his sword is just a sword, extremely pure sword.

There is no difference between the two's kendo, only the direction of emphasis is different.

(End of this chapter)