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Chapter 124 121. Enemy Attack!Unexpectedly similar power (4.4K words-please subscribe)
In the morning, Xia Yan woke up.

In a dream, he followed Xiaoqing and the queen to go outside the palace, saw the Dragon Slaying Spear, knew the secret of the royal blood, and owed five copybooks at the same time.

The breakfast was handed over by Bai Suli, and things like "changing clothes" that should have been done by court ladies were also done by Grandmaster Bai.

In the bronze mirror, Bai Suli combed Xia Yan's hair, and carefully put on the wooden hairpin, and then began to put on the dragon robe for him.
"I have met Xiaoqing." Xia Yan said.

"Hmm, did your Highness get the answer you want?" Bai Suli stood behind Xia Yan, Xia Yan put her hands together, Bai Suli put her hands around his waist, and tied the jade belt in front of him, just like a little lady serving her husband .

"I got it, although not all of it, but I already know what's going on.

In the gray river, a substance called the dust of creation can arbitrarily assemble the flesh and blood bodies of creatures, and keep these organs alive.

It's just that the creation dust in the gray river is polluted, and the random creatures in it go crazy, that is, those monsters in the wild.

And our royal family actually has this kind of creation dust in the body, but it is pure, and the number of royal people in each generation is not the same. If the number can reach a certain level, they can pull out the dragon slaying gun.

It is precisely because of this substance that can assemble the flesh and blood body of living beings that Emperor Zu can fit the dragon heart safely, and Emperor Yan Wu can also wear dragon scales. "

"En." Bai Suli responded softly. The belt she had tied for Xia Yan had already been fastened. She suddenly hugged the emperor in front of her tightly with both hands, and pressed her cheek against his majestic back. , all because of the existence of this kind of creation dust in the body.

The creation dust can allow the royal family to independently choose to fuse a powerful organ, thus having unlimited possibilities.

But correspondingly, it also made it impossible for the royal family to break through the grand master
Your Majesty, you will not be affected, will you? "

Bai Suli's voice was full of worry.

"I'm already a great master at the second level of martial arts."

"But I'm still worried."

"Then I will hurry up and break through the three realms."

"Uh-huh???"

Suddenly, Bai Suli retracted her hand like an electric shock, and then flicked it out like an electric shock.

Not because of Xia Yan's words, but because of the sound of footsteps outside the door and the voice of General Meng.

"Grandmaster Bai~~ I have returned from my morning exercise, can I start today's meal?"

General Meng turned her head and saw Xia Yan, her eyes dimmed. Today's emperor still looks like a weak scholar
"Little general, I have met the emperor!" General Meng was full of energy and vigor, his eyes were shining with a brilliance full of power.

Xia Yan said: "Grandmaster Bai, let's allocate breakfast."

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Bai Suli replied, then turned and left.

General Meng was happily waiting for today's breakfast. She felt that she had almost cultivated these days, and she should be able to try to lead troops to kill the enemy in a few days.

Xia Yan stood in front of the house, thinking about the Dragon Slaying Spear in his mind.

That gun, like an old wooden pole with the top sharpened, was inserted into the stone, and the word "slaying the dragon" could not be seen at all.

If you think about it carefully, that gun is like a corner removed from a big bookshelf, a big wardrobe, or a big cabinet.
And the dust of creation made him think of Nuwa inexplicably.
Dust is soil.

Isn't the clay that can create things the same as the clay that Nuwa used to create humans?
Since even humans can be created, wouldn't it be reasonable to "install" organs at will?

Suddenly, a thought that shocked Xia Yan himself rushed into his mind:
—————If the monsters in the ancient oriental myths described in the "Shan Hai Jing" are all real on the blue star, then is their origin also the "dust of creation"? ————

In other words, the "creation dust" created the rampant beasts in the ancient times of Blue Star, created the origin of human beings, and also created the current gray river and gray fog, and created these mysterious creatures crawling in the fog and rivers.

And "Death Realm" vaguely hinted that this world is not a foreign world at all, but an extension of Blue Star's history.

An increasingly large and incredible worldview is presented before his eyes.

Xia Yan dug out "Zhong Tian Li Lu" again, this book was in his hand when he woke up from the dream.

wow~~
The pages of the book were opened, and the sun shone down, revealing a line of words:

Ji Meng, whose body is like a dragon's head, must have wind and rain when he goes in and out.

"Isn't this the Dragon King who manages the rainfall in the world?" Xia Yan murmured in his heart
Mythology, reality, time travel, and other worlds merged together in his heart in an instant, and became more mysterious and unknown.

The golden sky shone everywhere, and after a while, Taifu Li came by boat. He had a rest yesterday, so he came today.

She carefully held a jade box, put it in front of Xia Yan, and said: "Your Majesty, this box contains my [Ru Meng Ling]."

This is her top copybook, and it is also the origin of her dream characters. As long as she comprehends it, she will be able to see a certain past scene like her.

Xia Yan opened the box, took out [Like a Dream Token], opened it, and saw that it was a small word, its characters were graceful and lingering, dreamlike and unreal, as elegant as Li Taifu himself hiding under the flower tree, carrying Quirky smile.

"My family [Rumengling] likes to bask in the sun at noon every day, it doesn't need to be too much, half a moment is enough.
My family [Ru Meng Ling] hates water, please don't be by the lake when His Majesty is watching.
My [Ru Meng Ling] likes fresh air or high-grade fragrance, Your Majesty. It should be fine. "

Taifu Li explained one by one.

Xia Yan looked at Li Taifu's appearance, a little weird
Although Taifu Li is not an old clapper, he is not young, is he?If it is based on age, he should be called Aunt Li, right?
But this old aunt is still like a naughty girl, after lending out her beloved things, she babbled so much.
He let Taifu Li say so, and then said: "I only read it on the desk in the main house, only at noon, and burn incense when I read it."

Only then did Taifu Li take back the [Rumeng Token], put it in the jade box, and after closing it, rubbed it on his face, and said: "These days, you follow His Majesty, His Majesty is your mother's student, he is very talented, I will not humiliate you."

Xia Yan: .
There was only one voice in his heart: what kind of "bookworm" is Meng Yuanqing?The real "bookworm" is the one in front of you, right? !

"Don't worry, mother will come to pick you up in a few days. You have to get along well with His Majesty, and let His Majesty understand as soon as possible." After finishing rubbing, Li Taifu solemnly handed the box to Xia Yan, and said, "My family [Rumeng] Order] Your Majesty will be here."

Xia Yan thought for a while, and asked, "Is my family's [Xia Ke Tie] doing well in the academy?"

Taifu Li was stunned for a moment, and said: "Your Majesty, that is just a post. How is your life going? Besides, you have already donated it to the Academy, so it is not your family's."

Xia Yan: .
Li Taifu said: "However, the old Jijiu was very excited after watching it, and he praised His Majesty for being astonishingly talented, and he is just like me back then."

Xia Yan:? ? ?
Li Taifu said: "Your Majesty's [Xia Ke Tie] has become a compulsory subject for students of talisman learning together with my [Feng Peng Tie].

From now on, every student will bring a lot of [Xia Ke Posts] with him when he goes out. Hmph!In the future, who would dare to bully a scholar who is powerless?
After that, His Majesty will be like me, and the achievement of a great master of Wen Dao will be just around the corner. "

Xia Yan suddenly said: "Teacher, you know my royal blood, right?"

Mrs. Li was stunned for a moment, looked at Xia Yan with wide eyes, fell silent for a while, and said seriously: "But... I don't believe in fate as a teacher, but believe in you."

After finishing speaking, she continued: "Back when I first wrote poems and wrote a few famous ones, many people in the world laughed at me, saying that what I wrote were just low-key poems that could not be considered elegant.

As a teacher, I wrote a poem [Ci Lun], commenting on the so-called poets in the world at that time one by one, pointing out the problems in their poems, scolding this for not paying attention to rhythm, scolding that for vulgar words, saying that this one is not good for writing lyrics, and blaming that for others. Vulgar intentions.
Everyone in the world was moved by this and called me a witch, but so what?
They laughed at me and thought I was not good enough, so I called back.
Whoever thinks that His Majesty cannot break through, that His Majesty must be the same as the predecessors, then His Majesty will slap them in the face with reality and tell them that you are wrong.

How can a sparrow know the ambition of a swan, but how can a poor horse know the heart of a galloping horse?
I believe in His Majesty, not in rumors, not in fate. "

Xia Yan said: "The Queen Mother has a letter."

Taifu Li said: "Oh."

Just when Xia Yan thought that Taifu Li had run out of words, she said again: "Didn't no one believe that His Highness would be able to enlighten the Dao in one day and break into the heavenly rank of Wen Dao?
If His Highness can break through the Heavenly Rank of Wen Dao, then surely he can also break through the Grand Master."

In the afternoon, Taifu Li taught Xia Yan how to write the word "Meng" again. He left in the evening.

Xia Yan held the [Ice God Post] and looked at the [Ru Meng Ling].

After all, he is not a true literary genius like Taifu Li. He has written the word "Meng" many times, but he still has not succeeded.

into the night.

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

In the middle of the night, Xia Yan was about to go out when he suddenly heard a roaring sound coming from a distance.

The sound was only a little at first, and then it exploded, accompanied by flames and various mixed noises, rushing from a distance.

He quickly got up and came to the door, Bai Suli floated to his side, General Meng rushed in front of him wearing a battle armor and holding a spear.

Both women came to escort
The three looked into the distance.

In the distance, the black sky was burned red by the flames, which was extremely dazzling.

This is a fire in the palace.

The high smoke, accompanied by the hot red flame, is like a magic snake licking the sky.
soon
boom! ! !
A deafening bang.

In the distance, a palace was blown away, turning into a ball of fire and falling into the air.

The screams of the maids and eunuchs were mixed in, as well as the screams of the guards.

And by the lakeside outside the Qilin Pavilion, Zhang Yibao was ordering the imperial guards to line up, taking a defensive posture.

Seeing that the big fire ball was about to hit the ground, a blue shadow suddenly flew up, raised his gun and poked it, pierced through the fire ball, and then flung it to an open space.

Bang! !

There was a loud noise, and the blue shadow fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of confrontation came.

"It's not like an assassin, but like an army confrontation." Meng Shiyu squinted and looked into the distance.

Bai Suli said: "It seems that Beimang's army finally couldn't hold back anymore, they started to use the Huihe River to cross boats to enter the palace. However, it was General Qingxi who took action, so it should be fine."

Of course it's okay, there are dragons and tigers hidden in the palace, but General Qingxi is not the only one, besides that, there is also the queen, so how could something happen?

This battle is not so much a surprise attack as it is a letter of war.

This gauntlet is telling everyone that the war has begun.

The next morning, the dust settled.

At Xia Yan's request, Meng Shiyu took the weak scribe emperor out of the Qilin Pavilion, and then came to yesterday's battlefield in the guard room of the Imperial Guard.

He was not really imprisoned, let alone patrolling the palace, no one would refuse him.

at this time
The brutality of the fight last night is vivid, and the corpses of many forbidden soldiers lay on the ground in unimaginable death.

Some were burnt to black charcoal, and the body of the whole person curled up in pain can still be seen; some were torn in half by some huge force; The six internal organs have already been cooked.
Meng Shiyu frowned, scanning all this.

Most of the accompanying guards showed anger and sadness in their eyes, and those who died in battle were all their brothers Paoze.

Suddenly, Xia Yan stopped.

He stopped, and everyone stopped too.

Xia Yan performed a "rest ceremony" on these corpses, which is a kind of etiquette of Dayan to treat soldiers who died in battle. He spoke in silence, blessed, and at the same time vowed revenge, let the other party rest in peace with their eyes closed under the Nine Springs.

The crowd also followed in silence.

The atmosphere is solemn, revealing a kind of post-war desolation.

But this is the palace!
How did the enemy appear here on such a large scale?

And last night, General Qing Xi was dispatched, so how could so many people die?
The imperial guards were a little puzzled, they didn't know the Gray River and the boat.

"Your Majesty, are you alright?" Meng Shiyu cared much more about Xia Yan at this time than in Qilin Pavilion, because here she is a general who needs to protect His Highness.

"It's okay, let's go ahead and look at the enemy's corpse." Xia Yan had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Surrounded by the forbidden army, he circled around seven times and soon came to an open space.

A palace behind the clearing has been completely blown up, thick smoke is still rising from the scene, and corpses lie on the ground.

Everyone couldn't help showing surprise, and there was a slight uproar in the forbidden army.

If the corpses of these enemies were normal corpses, they would not have lost their composure in front of the emperor.

But these corpses don't look like people at all.

They are huge, about three meters each, with red pointed horns.
If it's just like that, it's just a shock, not a loss of composure.

Strangely, those red pointed horns do not grow on the head, but randomly distributed.

Some people have horns on their stomachs, some have horns on their eyes, some have one horn, and some have five or six. This scene is not only terrifying, but also disgusting.

Xia Yan's pupils shrank slightly, because he saw many rusty spikes on the ground.
These nails are called "iron soul stakes", he has seen them several times.

That seems to be the object of the Lingshan clan's sealing power.

Soon, a general of the Forbidden Army came and respectfully reported to Xia Yan what happened last night.

"These monsters suddenly appeared in the deep palace last night, running around like crazy, they are full of fire, powerful, not afraid of death, this palace was blown away by them
And the fire on their bodies is not like ordinary flames, it is extremely difficult to extinguish after touching something.
The subordinates were weak in defense and disturbed His Majesty, so please punish him. "

"I don't blame you for this matter, the pension arrangements have been made, if you have any difficulties, you can find me outside the Qilin Pavilion." Xia Yan said.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." The general thanked him.

Xia Yan silently looked at the corpses of those monsters, looked at those horns.
The ominous premonition in his heart was confirmed.

The gray mist seems to have originated in the Northland. The alien race in Beimang has resisted for a long time, and they have found some ways to use the gray mist, and these "Fire Horn People" are the proof.

Thousands of years ago, the ancestor emperor pressed the dragon heart into his chest, thus killing all directions;
Hundreds of years ago, Emperor Wu was covered with dragon scales and was invincible;

And now, it was Bei Mang's turn to stuff these terrifying monster organs onto himself.

They can't control it, but they don't need it.

It is enough for them to "sew up organs" indefinitely, then temporarily maintain their sanity through the "iron soul pile", and then send them to the hinterland of Yujing City by "boat" for a suicidal raid.
The war has begun, and in a way never seen before.
Yujing City is in danger.
(End of this chapter)