Cultivating the Tao: Beginning with Meditation and Liver Experience

Chapter 94 Golden Ge Iron Horse, Grandpa's Funeral Arrangements! (seeking subscription)
"Ok?"

"what happened?"

"Why did the formations and army auras in the palace explode?"

Dagan Palace, Yinhu District Yuqiansiwei.

Xu Yan, who had just dispelled the impression that Fatty Hong and the others had been arrested, looked towards the east gate of the imperial palace and the direction of Qianming Palace, his brows furrowed into a ball.

He was wondering what the hell was going on.

Why did the formation in the palace, as well as the aura of the army, explode suddenly.

It was as if in an instant, the entire palace would turn into a battlefield.

"Could something be wrong with the Emperor Dagan?"

Involuntarily, such an idea came to Xu Yan's mind, and as time went by, this guess became more and more certain.

After all, apart from the emperor Yang An, there is no other person in the entire Dagan Palace who can control and mobilize the palace formation and the emperor's twelve personal guards in such a short period of time.

As for why Xu Yan didn't receive the emperor's order?
Maybe it's because things haven't gotten that bad yet, it just needs to temporarily guard and control the gate of the palace, block the news, and keep people from leaving.

This also explains why there are 10,000+ troops in the palace, why only the area of ​​the four walls and palace gates burst into the sky with the killing spirit of the army, and the inside of the palace has not changed much.

Because what the emperor needs is to control the gate of the palace, prohibit people from entering and leaving, and spread the news.

"Is it because of the Dragon Qi investigation?"

"Or because of other reasons, there is a problem with the Emperor Dagan?"

Xu Yan frowned tightly, sitting in the main hall of the Imperial Palace in Yinhu District, silently waiting for the changes in the palace and the emperor's edict that might be issued at any time.

Below his seat are the remaining guard generals under his command.

At this moment, they all sat here obediently, looking towards the direction of Qianming Palace, with extremely serious expressions.

There was never a moment when they felt that the war was so close to them.

Fortunately.

The abnormality and vigilance in the palace did not last for too long, it only lasted for less than an afternoon, and the calm and tranquility of the past had been restored in the extremely tense Daqian Palace.

It's like a prehistoric monster that has been dormant again, lying there quietly, and may wake up at any time and swallow the whole world.

Of course, during this process, Xu Yan also sensed a terrifying burst of power.

The luck golden dragon in the sky, and the magma Lihuo underground.

It seems that the whole world will become irritable and turbulent because of one person's anger.

that person.

It is the master of Daqian, Emperor Yang An!

Similarly, this is also the first time Xu Yan has felt the power belonging to the Son of Heaven at close range.

Although this power relies on the luck of the dynasty and the golden dragon, it also relies on the imperial palace formation.

However, the power that destroys the world and shakes the world is real.

It was a powerful force that could make the gods and gods shy away, make Xu Yan smash to pieces, and destroy countless times.

however……

What no one knows is that the master of that power seems to be old.

He is afraid of death.

…………

Night falls!

Dingyuan Houfu, in the study in the backyard.

The old man Xu Chong stood quietly behind the table, drawing a pattern very carefully.

It was a charge map.

The content of the picture scroll is mainly a veteran wearing armor and riding a brown BMW, holding a spear in one hand and holding the rein in the other.

Behind the veteran, there is a large army following all over the sky.

Angry and furious, gold and iron horses, climbing mountains to watch the beacon fire, and fighting spirit soaring to the sky.

Just glanced at it.

Xu Yan was shocked by the soaring martial arts will in the picture scroll, knowing that it was a treasure that contained the martial arts will of a peak martial saint.

It's not a magic weapon, it's better than a magic weapon.

Not Lingbao, comparable to Lingbao.

It is a peerless treasure that every warrior can't dream of, and it can assist warriors to condense their martial arts will.

Once drifted to the rivers and lakes, even an ordinary martial artist would be bloodied.

This is a picture of a great general charging into battle created by the old man with his own martial arts will and expending his mind and will.

I do not know how long it has been.

The old man finally finished the last stroke.

So far, the old general and his thousands of troops in the painting seem to have come to life.

A gold and iron horse, swallowing like a tiger, conquering the world, I am invincible, I am the only one who makes a general.

The fighting spirit soared to the sky, with indescribable fighting spirit and pride.

The old man seemed dissatisfied with his work.

Looking at the scroll in his hand, he couldn't help but shook his head, casually threw it aside, then looked up at Xu Yan and said, "The Emperor is sick, and he can't wait for a month."

"After seven days, I will take people to the South China Sea, and the return journey is slim."

"It has been a tradition since ancient times to have a large branch and separate families. After one month, when your uncle returns to the capital, he will automatically inherit the title of the Dingyuan Hou Mansion, and you will branch out and move away from the Hou Mansion after a few months. .”

"At that time, all the belongings in the family, shops, Zhuangzi, treasures, etc. will also be divided according to my arrangements in advance. Not to mention fairness and justice, but it will not let the remaining few suffer."

The old man opened his mouth lightly, talking about his arrangements indifferently, and had already arranged the affairs of the funeral.

After all, he paused for a while, then continued.

"As for the transfer of Thousand Households from the Demon Suppressant that you want to seek, I also reported to His Majesty this afternoon. I believe that within three to five days, there will be news."

"Grandfather also knows that such an arrangement is a bit unfair to you."

"So when you leave Beijing, I will give you some extra compensation. I just hope you don't mind my decision, grandfather, and I can help you more when your uncle's branch is in trouble in the future."

"Of course, at that time, if you really have the ability, you can raise your own lineage to the main line. Anyway, my Xu family doesn't have so many rules. Those who can go up and those who are weak go down. , it's all up to you."

"You have to remember one thing, the royal family cannot be trusted, the imperial court cannot be trusted, and even the blood relatives of the Hou family cannot be completely trusted. The only person you can really trust is yourself."

"However, with a hero and three gangs, no matter what you want to do, you will always need someone to help you. In this regard, blood relatives of the tribe must be more trustworthy than outsiders."

"If you can't even control your relatives, how can you control outsiders?"

"Finally, if Zhenmasi's road fails, I will go to your uncle. With your martial arts aptitude, the future will definitely not be limited to the realm of martial saints. I believe your uncle will definitely make the best choice."

"..."

The old man taught Xu Yan earnestly, telling him about his arrangements for Xu Yan, but also not forgetting to teach him some of his own life experience.

Of course, the most important thing is to hope that Xu Yan will not forget his roots, that he is a member of the Xu family in the Dingyuan Houfu, and that no matter what happens, he will give priority to the family.

(End of this chapter)