I Broke Through Again

   Chapter 329 The breakthrough of the saints, which is interesting [please book a ticket]

   On the square outside the Xianyang Palace, a wisp of sword energy flies into the sky, connecting with the clouds, extremely majestic.

   That was the sword energy that Mu Qianshui overflowed from his body during his cultivation.

  The sword is like a mountain, pointing directly at Xiao Han.

   This scene is so shocking!

   His beauty sword roared and danced around him as if it had life.

  While Mu Qianshui was urging his sword qi, he obviously still had the energy left, so he quietly opened his eyes and glanced at Ji Gan beside his lower body, showing a little interest.

   However, in the next moment, he saw that Ji Gan also had a sword energy emanating from his body. Although it was not as vast as his sword energy, it was purer and sharper.

   The sword on Ji Gan's waist also fell off and hung in the air, roaring endlessly.

   Mu Qianshui Snack was startled, and hurriedly closed his eyes again to get rid of distracting thoughts, and the light of the sword energy that had been triggered suddenly became brighter.

   Ji Qian's sword qi also rose steadily, becoming more and more sharp.

   The two of them were like a game.

  In the end, the two sword qi actually fought in the air, colliding with each other, and they both wanted to crush each other and break into a certain pass first.

   In the square in front of Xianyang Hall, qi and machine are intertwined, and visions emerge.

   Outside the side halls on both sides of the main hall, Lu Buwei, Han Fei, Wei Liao, Baiyao and other officials were watching the changes in the square.

   "It seems that I have a new saint in Daqin to be born.

   From your point of view, how many people can successfully break through this time? ! "

   "That Xinwu followed the king every day and night, and invisibly gained the most benefits.

  If there is such a breakthrough, he must be one of them.

   Mu Qianshui was at the peak of the Holy Law Realm before he came to my Daqin, and Ji Gan was in the same situation. He has been in the Holy Law Realm for many years.

  The dark official Fang Junhu's cultivation is even more profound than Ji Gan.

   Before General Yu Gui joined Ye Yufu, Fang Junhu was always known as the second best player in Ye Yufu under the Vice-History of Bai.

   In fact, these people should have been promoted to sainthood long ago. They were deliberately suppressed. In order to consolidate their foundation and go further in the future, they have waited until now. "

   "This time, with the blessing of the king, they all have the opportunity to break into the realm of saints, and it is not surprising who can break through the realm.

   But the Saint Realm is extraordinary, it crosses the barriers of immortals, and it is normal for anyone to fail. "

   "What's the difference between what you said and what you didn't say?"

   "Only Yin Wugou's success or failure is unpredictable..."

   "I'm more concerned about the atmosphere of the 1,200 forbidden troops."

  The ministers were talking a lot.

   On the square, 1,200 dragon armors and forbidden troops meet.

   A dragon-shaped dharma form appeared several times, and then suddenly collapsed.

   But as time passed, the dragon shape gradually became clearer.

   Every scale derived from it is combined with the secret text on the armor of the Imperial Army, and slowly forms the body of a dragon.

   This dragon is blurry and hazy, but at the moment when it coalesced and formed, an inexplicable energy flowed, and even Lu Buwei, Han Fei and others who were on the sidelines felt trembling.

boom!

  Dragon shape collapsed again... unable to condense.

On the other side of the   , in front of the queue of many sergeants, sat the dark officer Fang Junhu.

   His face was thin, only the shape of an ordinary person, with dark eyebrows, slanted flying like a knife, a kind of steel and iron bone, cold and hard.

   He was dressed in black and his eyes were tightly closed. During the practice, his figure gradually became illusory, turning into a shadow and almost disappearing.

  ——

  The stone hall of the ancestral temple.

   Zhao Huaizhong was watching the new stone hall that appeared from mid-air.

   It just showed the whole picture, Zhao Huaizhong felt a sense, and then came in to check.

  The floating hall is more than ten feet in size. Outside the hall, there is a hanging staircase that hangs down. Going up the stairs is a closed white jade gate.

   When Zhao Huaizhong approached, there were many incantations on the door, as if he was sensing his identity, and then he slowly opened the hall door.

  Inside the door, is a small square courtyard, full of chaos, quiet and ethereal.

   Zhao Huaizhong's gaze passed through Chaos and looked inside.

   The yard, seven or eight feet in size, was empty, except for a pool in the middle that was shrouded in chaos.

   That pool has existed for a long time, but it has never dried up, and the water in the pool is crystal clear.

  The pond is three feet square, and there are animal sculptures made of white jade crouching beside the pool, about a foot high, one in each of the four directions. The shape has never been seen before. It looks like a carp, but with flying wings.

   Their mouths are wide open and they are spitting water at the pool.

   Zhao Huaizhong walked into the hospital, extended his spirit into the pool, and found nothing special.

  The pool water contains spiritual energy, but the concentration is not high.

   Zhao Huaizhong looked around the pool, and then began to look elsewhere.

  Because of the small area of ​​the stone hall, it is clear at a glance.

   In addition to the small courtyard at the entrance, the inner courtyard is a square palace.

   He went in and walked around, it was also empty and unremarkable.

   "It seems that I think too much, that is, there is simply an extra floating hall, and I thought that a new treasure would appear." Zhao Huaizhong mumbled.

   In this stone hall, the only special place is that a layer of white air permeates everywhere, churning and rhythmically, as if illusory.

   The energy of heaven and earth in the hall is also thicker than other places.

   Zhao Huaizhong thought about it: Is this a place for the owners of Sendai Stone Temple to retreat? Is it good for practice to absorb the breath of this place?

   He tried practicing in the stone hall for a while, and the effect was indeed better than other places.

   It’s just that he practiced on the five-needle pine, so he didn’t think it was amazing here.

   The strength of the two is about the same.

   When he left the Stone Hall and returned to the Xianyang Hall, on the square outside the hall, the practice of the generals was still continuing, and the weather was different.

   So many people attacked the realm of saints together, and the energy of the whole Xianyang was driven, galloping like a long river.

  Thousands of miles away, Daicheng, an important town in the north of the former Zhaojing.

   Li Mu's residence, he is looking at Xianyang in the southwest.

   As a military saint, he could clearly feel the fluctuations in the direction of Xianyang.

   "Are you here to persuade me to enter Qin?"

   Li Mu was dressed in a light yellow linen robe, and looked back, sitting on a low wooden pier next to him, a mighty old general with a burly body and an angry beard.

   He was wearing armor and was nibbling on a piece of rotten pork knuckle.

Li Mu turned around and asked, the old general ignored him, first tore off a piece of meat to chew, and then drank a sip of wine, and then said in a cluttered voice: "I haven't seen you for many years, and after I entered Qin, I was busy fighting, and it is rare to have time to relax. I know you. I'll come see you in Daicheng.

  If you can't enter Qin, we have no time to persuade you. "

   "You first went to Wei and then to Chu, how did you end up in Xianyang?" Li Mu asked.

   That veteran was Lian Po.

   He and Li Mu were both Zhao generals back then.

  Lian Po took a sip of wine, ate a mouthful of meat, and looked satisfied:

   "The King of Wei didn't have the guts to use us, because I was afraid that my heart would still be towards the Zhao people. I was in a similar situation when I entered Chu.

  I thought that I would never have a chance to fight again in this life, but the Great King Shengming sent a letter from thousands of miles and invited me to Xianyang to see him.

   This is amazing. "

  Lian Po bowed his hands in the southeast direction when he spoke of the great king: "When I had nowhere to go, the King of Qin gave me the opportunity to lead the army again, and he valued me very much, and gave me a hand.

   All I can do is fight on the battlefield to repay the King's favor. "

  Li Mu laughed dumbly.

  Lian Po said: "I'm here to tell you that the world is about to be ruled by Da Qin, if you are willing to give up the army for the rest of your life and don't bring troops, it's like we haven't been here before.

  Otherwise, apart from joining Daqin, you don't seem to have a second way.

  In that case, it's better to get it quickly, you can enter Qin early, and you can get some battles to fight. Any later... I'm afraid you won't have time to regret it. "

  Lian Po pointed to Xianyang: "You should be able to feel the fluctuations over there, the king is rewarding the generals who have made great efforts to defeat Chu, and help them break into the realm of saints."

  Li Mu's eyes narrowed slightly: "The realm of a saint, how can it be controlled by manpower?"

  Lian Po said with a scornful smile: "The realm of a saint may seem to you like a moat, and it is difficult for manpower to intervene.

   But the king is a saint of the five realms, how can you guess his realm? "

   Li Mu was silent.

   "Okay, I'm leaving."

  Lian Po resolutely got up, walked out, and said as he walked, "I know all your worries, but it's actually because you worry too much, the king of Qin has great talents, and he is the master of Ming.

  As a general in Qin, he can show his ambitions. "

   Outside the courtyard, the hoofs were thundering.

  Lian Po, accompanied by the accompanying guards, galloped away.

   In the yard, Li Mu looked at the big elbow that Lian Po ate with nothing but bones.

   "Is it really so delicious?" He took a piece of meat out of the basin and took a bite.

   "General, we have been living in this city for more than three years, why don't we go out for a bit. I can't stand this kind of light day, and it feels like living and dying."

   A close follower of Li Mu walked out of the house, about forty years old, with a big shoulder and a round waist, and holding another pot of meat and bones in his hand:

   "In the past few years, I have cultivated the land and learned how to cook, but I forgot how to hold the sword.

   It’s really weird. When we were in war, I hoped that one day I could have a happy birthday. It's so peaceful, it's so uncomfortable. "

   Li Mu sighed and turned to look at Xianyang again.

   In that direction, the wind and clouds are turbulent, like the center of the whole world.

  ——

  In the void, chaos is like the sea.

   An old tortoise as huge as a mountain, supporting the magnificent palace tower, emerged in the chaos, and then slowly disappeared, swimming close to a certain destination.

   On the back of the turtle, in the continuous palace, an old man in a white robe stood by the window and glanced out secretly:

   "When is this day going to end, I'm stuck here and can't get out."

   Intercept to teach the upper sect.

   "Tianjun, on the map of Kyushu, there is a new fluctuation in the corresponding position of Kunlun Mountain. It is estimated that it is related to the Kunlun Palace where the old tortoise is supported."

  In the palace, the Great Heavenly Monarch Yu Hua was dressed in a white robe inlaid with gold threads: "Let the news go out and say that the Kunlun Palace was born. Whoever can open the Kunlun Palace will be able to gain the fortune of Kyushu and hopefully become the master of Kyushu."

   "Tianjun is going to let others explore the way and create opportunities for me to teach and act?"

  Yu Huaxin thought: The operation of Kunlun Palace may change the general trend of Middle Earth...

  ——

   Sunset evening photo.

   Zhao Huaizhong came to Huacaoju.

"Why are you here?"

  Somewhat unexpected, Si Ying is also here.

  She was wearing a long moon-white dress, and was drinking tea with Mu Yangjing in the courtyard.

   "Very strange?"

  Si Ying's expression was cold, she glanced at the Lord of Qin, and asked, "Then why did you come here?"

   Zhao Huaizhong smiled and said, "So are we asking each other for confessions?"

   He came to the seat next to the two women and sat down, his hands sticking out from under the low seat, and grabbing Mu Yangjing and Siying's hands from left to right.

Mu Yangjing was always reserved in front of people, so he avoided it calmly, got up and said: "The king of Qin has rarely come here, and some new teas from the ancestral land are waiting for me to fetch it for the king of Qin to taste." Go inside the house.

   "What is the relationship between Mu Yangjing and you, by your means, have you slept with her long ago?" Siying said coldly.

   "Nonsense."

   Zhao Huaizhong's face was serious: "I and Mu everyone are innocent, you haven't said why you came to Huacaoju?"

  Sakura: "I'll come for why you come."

   Zhao Huai pondered inwardly: The purpose of our visit is different. I am here to sleep at night. What the **** are you doing here?

   Si Ying smiled and said, "I have already agreed with everyone Mu, I will stay here at night."

   That's interesting... Zhao Huaizhong: "The widow also stays, let's live together?"

   (end of this chapter)