The weather is getting colder and the nights are getting longer.

Luojing City ushered in the first snow this winter.

Overnight, the roofs, tree branches, and streets were all covered with a thick layer of silver, and the entire world was covered in pure white.

In the early morning of this morning, Gu Xu was sitting in the study, thinking hard and writing and drawing on the paper.

A cup of steaming hot tea was suddenly placed gently in front of him.

The rising aroma of tea instantly filled the entire study.

Gu Xu raised his head and saw Zhao Yan standing in front of the desk, smiling slightly at him.

Her dazzling red dress formed a sharp contrast with the white snow outside the window, like a burning bonfire in winter.

"Husband, it's really hard for you to stay up all night," she said softly, "This is 'Cangshan Mist Tea', which can help you relieve fatigue."

Ever since Shangguan Jin entered the palace, Zhao Yan seemed to have developed a strong sense of crisis in her heart.

Emperor Ziwei's memory when he was practicing in the Lingxiao Realm indeed provided great help in the process of compiling the exercises.

This name gave him the feeling that the copyright had been robbed by Emperor Ziwei.

"If you want this skill to be famous in history, you should give it a powerful and domineering name."

"How about calling it 'Ziwei Zhenjing'?" Zhao Yan suggested casually.

Gu Xu was silent for a moment and shook his head gently: "Think about it again?"

Gu Xu nodded.

"This is a technique specially designed for members of the Zifu Army," Gu Xu put his arm around her waist and replied, "They will rely on the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to practice in the future, so the past set of techniques based on the evil spirit will The Dharma no longer applies to them. After all, they no longer need to work hard to purify and refine Yin Qi."

"Just 'Xia Huang Jing'!" Gu Xu randomly picked one and wrote the title on the paper with his free hand pen.

"New technique? What type?" Zhao Yan walked up to him, sat on the armrest of his chair, leaned down and carefully browsed the dense text on the paper.

Zhao Yan thought for a moment, then shook her head and chuckled: "Forget it, it doesn't sound good.

After finishing writing, Zhao Yan's red lips parted slightly, she quietly came close to his ear, and whispered softly: "Actually, at that moment just now, I wanted you to name this technique after the two of us, so that in the future Anyone who practices it will know that our feelings are extraordinary.”

"What about the 'Yuanshi Sutra' or the 'Xiahuang Sutra'? What do you think, Your Majesty?" Zhao Yan thought for a while and then said.

"Do you need me to change it?" Gu Xu smiled.

"Yan'er, can you help me give this new exercise a name?" He looked at his wife and said with a smile.

Gu Xu picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

She came so frequently that Han Shunxi couldn't help but vaguely hinted to Gu Xu that his duties seemed to be soon being replaced by the Queen.

"Did you make it based on your past life memories?" Zhao Yan asked with a smile.

Whenever she had free time, she would find various excuses to come to Gu Xu, or offer him tea, lunch, or read a memorial.

The aroma of tea ripples in the mouth, with the scent of morning dew in the mountains, making people feel relaxed and happy.

After a short rest, Zhao Yan read the memorial to him concisely as usual. With her assistance, Gu Xu's work efficiency improved significantly, and he quickly completed the accumulated official duties one by one.

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The news that the imperial court had formed the "Purple Mansion Army" had already spread throughout the country. At first, everyone thought that the new dynasty was imitating Daqi in the past, intending to gather talented monks from all over the country to create a brand new "Shenji Camp".

Later, when they learned that the emperor had developed a magical formation that could transform the evil spirit into the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for the cultivation of the monks of the Zifu Army, everyone felt unbelievable and even suspected that this was just nonsense. Making up random rumors.

The aura of heaven and earth, isn't that something that only exists in the legendary upper realm? How could it appear in the wilderness?

It wasn't until Luo Chuan and Wang Jian came forward several times in person and confirmed the matter in front of everyone that everyone gradually accepted this incredible fact.

Everyone in the world sighs that the current Holy Emperor is indeed the reincarnation of Emperor Ziwei.

Ever since he emerged last year, he has been making seemingly impossible things a reality.

In just one year, he attained the realm of a saint, became a master of Fu Dao, defeated the nearly invincible Emperor Tianxing, and established a new dynasty...

Any one of these deeds, if it were anyone else, would be enough to go down in history and be praised throughout the ages.

However, to His Majesty today, it seems so ordinary, as if it is just an insignificant part of his glorious career.

Now, he has accomplished an almost miraculous feat, making the legendary spiritual energy of heaven and earth appear in the wilderness.

Although the current formation can only accommodate fifty monks.

But with the astonishing speed at which His Majesty continues to create miracles, perhaps in the near future, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth will cover every inch of the wilderness, so that all monks no longer have to worry about the erosion of Yin energy.

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"Li Yun, why don't you try to sign up to join the 'Purple Mansion Army'?" In Jingzhou City, thousands of miles away, Wang Qianhu of the Exorcism Department said to a tall and thin young monk next to him, "You can go to the capital. , practicing with the legendary spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and getting personal guidance from His Majesty, this is a rare opportunity for practitioners in the entire wilderness. "

"Me?" Li Yun felt a little surprised when he heard Wang Qianhu's words.

He is twenty-five years old and is a sword cultivator with third-level cultivation.

In his early years, when he first joined the Exorcism Department, he once tested the fourth-grade qualification "Clear Spring on the Stone".

In Jingzhou City, he might be considered a genius. But looking at the entire wilderness, it can't be said to be eye-catching.

He did not have the confidence to stand out among the many monsters from all over the country.

"You have made a contribution in the battle of Luojing, and you can get some extra points in the primary election," Wang Qianhu said with a smile, "No matter what, it is always good to give it a try, and you will not lose anything.

"Moreover, you have tried to improve the 'Broken Flower Sword Technique' and have more practical combat experience than ordinary monks.

"In my opinion, with the character of His Majesty today, he should appreciate and value people like you more than those young geniuses who have always been pampered."

In this way, under Wang Qianhu's persuasion, Li Yun finally decided to submit his application materials with the mentality of "giving it a try".

A few days later, he received a notice asking him to go to the headquarters of the Luojing Exorcism Department to participate in the upcoming practical assessment.

This is the second time in his life that he has set foot in Luojing.

The last time was in late summer and early autumn, when the sky was high and the clouds were clear, and the autumn breeze was refreshing.

At that time, he was in the current queen's army and worked with many practitioners to build a battle formation, and finally successfully defeated the city defense formation on the Luojing city wall.

He never had the opportunity to see the true face of the emperor.

But the pitch-black night that covered the entire capital at that time, as well as the rising sun and moon behind it, left a very deep impression on him. (End of chapter)

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