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Above the king's tent, under the dome of night, a long white rainbow penetrated the entire sky.

An illusory bamboo book spreads out at the edge of the sky.

Within a hundred miles of the king's tent, nearly tens of thousands of golden flags were flying.

All the millions of kings and masters under the command of King Jin looked up at the sky.

On the bamboo book, dots of white light were rising at this moment, and wisps of misty aura fell down, falling on Zhao Yuan's body who was kneeling in front of the king's tent.

Then the auspicious energy fell on Zhao Yuan, and his internal and external injuries improved quickly.

In an instant, the heart that had been weak for a long time began to beat vigorously again after being dyed with a layer of gold.

In Zhao Yuan's ears, there were constant violent banging sounds.

However, the iron rope had been in his body for too long and seemed to have condensed on his muscles and bones, unable to fall off.

But Zhao Yuan was already used to the coldness and pain in his body.

Strong winds began to sweep across the sky.

In King Jin's disbelieving eyes, he followed Zhao Yuan.

Thousands of "clicks" sounded in everyone's ears.

Then, there was an exclamation from a Jin soldier: "The king's flag has fallen..."

Upon seeing this, King Jin also knew that something was wrong and retreated back.

Many golden soldiers also gathered around to protect the king.

Zhao Yuan felt the changes in his body, and the exhausted Dantian meridians began to become active again under the nourishment of the white rainbow poured into his body.

"Hao Ran is upright..."

Zhao Yuan was thinking deeply, his mind was confused, and he didn't know what was going on in his mind.

I thought that this life was destined to be here, and I should be a ghost under the tent of Jin Kingdom.

But unexpectedly, something unexpected happened at this time. The bamboo scroll in the sky began to resonate with the heart in his body.

Zhao Yuan's lips moved slightly: "There is righteousness in the world..."

Just as he recited the first sentence, the same sentence also appeared on the bamboo scroll in the sky.

What followed was a violent beating of the heart in the chest.

The long-dormant Haoran righteousness instantly spread throughout the meridians of Zhao Yuan's body. The golden Haoran righteousness was also soaked by this white rainbow and turned into a platinum color.

As Zhao Yuan recited this poem one sentence after another, the white gold color of his body became even more intense.

Without saying a word, King Jin waved his hand and turned around and galloped away.

The soldiers around him raised their long swords and swung them towards Zhao Yuan without any explanation.

Unexpectedly, the auspicious aura from the sky suddenly turned into a killing force, and dispersed the attack directed at Zhao Yuan.

Several golden soldiers were immediately frightened, thinking that the god was angry and punishing them, so they couldn't help but knelt down on the ground.

"Trash, you go." Seeing this, the Jin officer on the side swung his sword to chop off the head of a Jin soldier, then pulled out the knife from his waist and ordered another soldier to chop at Zhao Yuan's neck.

At this moment, Zhao Yuan finished reciting the last sentence.

The bamboo books in the sky also began to be folded.

After it was closed, it turned into a simple long sword and fell from the sky.

It happened to pierce the heart of the Jin soldier, and the hilt of the sword fell into Zhao Yuan's hand.

When this Jin soldier saw a sharp sword blade piercing his heart, he couldn't help but feel the spirit of death.

When the surrounding Jin soldiers saw this, they all fled in all directions.

Such a sudden change and a sharp sword falling from the sky were beyond their imagination.

As an officer shouted: "Go and ask for the wizard."

In a moment, they were running away like birds and beasts.

When he came to his senses, the surrounding sergeants had dispersed, leaving only the Jin soldiers and the officer around Zhao Yuan.

The two of them were so overwhelmed by Zhao Yuanshen and Zhou Haoran's righteousness that they were unable to move.

Although the Jin soldier was pierced by the sword of Haoqi, he was unscathed.

He saw that Zhao Yuan had already stood up, holding the sword from heaven in his hand.

He immediately stopped all his thoughts, turned around, chopped off the Jin officer's head with one sword, and bowed respectfully to Zhao Yuan:

"Mr. Zhao is a strong man, and his life should not end here. Today's auspiciousness from the sky proves that my great wealth will never end. Please accept my respect, sir..."

Zhao Yuan just shook his head: "Confucius said to become benevolent, Mencius said to seek righteousness, I just seek benevolence and get benevolence."

He looked at the Jin soldier and asked curiously: "Seeing you talking like this, are you Han?"

The Jin soldier hesitated for a while and shook his head: "My mother is a slave taken from the Dacai border by the Jin people, and my father is the Jin general Si Baer."

"My father is extremely displeased with me, and my mother comes from a scholarly family. There have been many successful candidates in the family, and her education for me is almost the same as that of people from Dacai."

Having said this, he dropped the iron helmet on his head, revealing an appearance of only fifteen or sixteen years old, and said with a gloomy expression:

"After my mother died, I could only join the army under my father."

Zhao Yuan suddenly realized, no wonder this young man has such a character.

The reason why he is in the Jin army seems to be out of necessity.

Immediately, stars flashed in the young man's pupils, and he asked Zhao Yuan: "Mr. Zhao, my mother has always said that you are the savior of Da Cai, a saint descended from heaven."

Zhao Yuan looked at the simple long sword in his hand, and sighed after hearing this: "My mother is sorry."

"My parents were killed, my wives and daughters were humiliated, mountains and rivers were shattered, and kings were humiliated. The reason for all this comes from me."

"How can I be called a saint by your mother?"

When the young man heard this, he quickly raised his head and said, "Sir, why should you blame yourself?"

"The emperor of Da Cai is very aggressive in his military affairs, but the countries outside the country, although the environment is bitter and cold, still train their troops every year, so they are bound to conquer Da Cai."

"In addition, in recent years, more and more wizards have been recruited by various countries, how can Da Cai resist?"

"If it's true, after he came out of the mountain, he helped Da Cai continue his reign for several years with thousands of cavalry."

Zhao Yuan shook his head silently.

He knew that this was indeed the case.

After he killed Thangka in one move.

Many wizards from other countries were also intimidated by Zhao Yuan's strength and the power of thousands of iron cavalry, and did not dare to invade.

But in these years, the countries outside the country have not been suffering at the hands of others.

Instead, he continued to train his troops and recruit wizards.

Finally, with the help of the wizard "Junlu", King Jin unified more than ten countries and many tribes outside the country within three years.

And under Junlu's tyrannical strength, he captured Emperor Cai and Zhao Yuan.

After that, King Jin used the youngest son born by Emperor Cai and Empress Xu as his puppet. After killing Emperor Cai, he supported him as the new emperor.

He was only six years old, and without understanding anything, he was constantly brainwashed by Jin officials and became the puppet Emperor Cai.

But the people of Da Tsai are not fools.

Over the years, although Da Cai is still Da Cai on the surface, there have been constant uprisings among the people.

The intention is to restore the Cai family and return the great Cai country.

Although each time the result was a bloody suppression by the Jin army.

But the uprisings continued, which also caused King Jin a huge headache.

Due to the conflict of cultures, King Jin has the strength to unify Da Cai.

But he knows.

With the vast world of Da Cai and the civilization that has been passed down for thousands of years.

If the Jin Kingdom rashly unified them all, the final result would be that everyone from top to bottom of the Jin Kingdom would be assimilated by Da Cai.In less than a hundred years, the entire Jin Kingdom will completely disappear and merge into the culture of Da Cai.

At best, it's just that this land has changed its owner.

But King Jin wanted more than that.

He wants to wipe out the spiritual culture nurtured in this land without any use of force and blood, and completely turn it into the back garden of the Kingdom of Jin!

Because King Jin knows that in this vast world.

Only with enough national power can he activate the dragon's veins and become a true emperor.

Instead of being like this now, with all the power, he is powerless.

……

Zhao Yuan didn't know this, and he was now free again.

And under "God's will", it once again has more powerful power than before.

What he wants to do now is to be like the people in Da Cai.

Help Cai Shi and bring peace to thousands of people.

Zhao Yuan looked at the long sword in his hand and couldn't help but sigh: "Since you were born with Haoran's righteousness and carry my righteousness song on it, let's call it 'Danqing'..."

When the young man heard this, there was a hint of excitement in his eyes.

His subconscious told him that he had most likely witnessed a great scene.

At this point, Zhao Yuan said no more. After looking at the sky and identifying the direction, he dragged the iron rope pierced through his wrist and walked towards the south.

The iron rope passed through the wrist, passed through the lute bone along the arm, and then penetrated out from the other wrist.

This iron rope was cast by Junlu from rare cold iron.

Even with Zhao Yuan's terrifying power, he couldn't break it.

And what he tore off just now was not the cold iron, but the mortal iron connecting the ends of the cold iron.

In the past few years, when the muscles and bones in his body were regrowing, the cold iron had been incidentally attached to the flesh and blood, becoming one with Zhao Yuan.

Zhao Yuan only regarded the cold iron as punishment for himself and had no intention of withdrawing it from his body.

Now, his wife, daughter-in-law, and parents are gone, and the country and the emperor he was loyal to are dead. He has no other pursuits. He only wants to revive the Cai family and expel the Jin people.

The young man hesitated for a while. Seeing Zhao Yuan gradually disappearing into the military camp, he mustered up the courage to chase Zhao Yuan and said again: "Mr. Zhao, can I follow you?"

Zhao Yuan shook his head: "Zhao is a sinner, what is it worth following?"

The young man still didn't give up and said: "No one in the world blames Sir. Instead, they all praise him a lot."

"Even among the Jin people, your integrity is amazing."

Having said this, the young man knelt down on the ground and looked at Zhao Yuan: "Sir, you are righteous, and I am willing to do my part to reverse the decline of Da Cai."

Hearing this, Zhao Yuan was also a little moved, and he turned to look at the young man.

The soft moonlight shone on the young man's face, and his resolute face reflected Zhao Yuan's heart.

He sighed and raised his hand, an invisible force of energy lifted the young man up.

Zhao Yuan looked at the young man's face: "Why is it so...what's your name?"

When the young man saw this, a hint of joy suddenly appeared in his eyes.

He knew that this was Zhao Yuan's acknowledgment of his existence, so he quickly said: "My name is Tugru... The Cai name my mother gave me is Li Hongyi."

"Hongyi... is very good..." Zhao Yuan said again: "A scholar cannot live without Hongyi. There is a long way to go..."

At this point, a familiar jackal mask appeared in Zhao Yuan's eyes, and he couldn't help but stop what he was saying.

With the arrival of the person, the energy of Qi reached freezing point and was about to explode.

The person who came was the current national master of the Jin Kingdom, Junlu, whose head and tail were missing from the dragon.

Although it is sung in various countries outside the country, it has an almost divine and Buddha-like power.

But he never coveted enjoyment, but practiced hard in the mountains and forests.

Unless ordered by King Jin, he almost never leaves the mountain.

But whenever Junlu takes action, he never misses.

King Jin's conquest of Fangwai Land and Da Cai also relied on the strength of Junlu and his 100% successful beheading operation.

For such a powerful enemy, even Zhao Yuan, who upholds God's will and possesses great righteousness, dare not say that he is his opponent.

This awe-inspiring righteousness is not a powerful force for him.

Rather, he persists in his belief that he should act as a gentleman.

Even the long sword "Danqing" that he holds in his hand now is the result of God's will and the righteousness song he composed. He also believes that it is the transformation of his own thoughts.

At this moment, under the jackal mask, Junlu looked at Zhao Yuan coldly.

Li Hongyi's expression suddenly became nervous.

Although he was young and had joined the army not long ago, he also knew that Junlu was famous among Da Cai's army.

It can be called a murderous god-like existence.

Whenever a deer appears, the battlefield immediately becomes one-sided.

Moreover, Junlu started killing, even the Jin people's own soldiers were killed.

Therefore, in the Jin army, Junlu brought less morale to the soldiers than fear.

It's just that Junlu's personal strength is too great. Even the wizard from the enemy country is not a face-to-face enemy of Junlu.

This has led to the current situation where the Jin Kingdom is dominated by one family.

The next moment, Junlu's whole body shot out like a bolt of lightning.

His claws seemed to contain the potential to tear the world apart.

Although Li Hongyi still had expectations for Zhao Yuan, he still closed his eyes.

He could already predict that Zhao Yuan's body was torn apart by Junlu's sharp claws.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yuan's body was motionless, and a sense of pride was inexplicably born in his heart.

Although Zhao Yuan has never learned swordsmanship, he also knows that the sword is a gentleman's weapon.

The sword is the best carrier to carry your own awe-inspiring righteousness.

In Haoran's righteousness, Zhao Yuan holds the Danqing sword and rides on the wind of a gentleman. He is as silent as the thick earth, spotless.

Jun Luying moved quickly, and the tip of his claw struck the sword in Zhao Yuan's hand.

Gold and iron clashed, and Junlu's sharp claws drew out a series of fireworks on the painting sword. He was a little stunned.

With his half-step Yangshen True Lord level of power, Junlu never thought that someone would confront him head-on in this barren land.

At this time, Zhao Yuan felt something in his heart and recited: "Heaven moves vigorously, and a gentleman strives to constantly strive for self-improvement."

Junlu didn't say a word, but his eyes became more and more serious.

The temperament around his body became more and more wild, and his claws, which were originally like white jade, were also stained with a layer of blood.

He calmly moved again, and Junlu's speed became faster and faster under the impulse of cold killing intent.

After Zhao Yuan read these words, his awe-inspiring righteousness suddenly became clear and clear.

At this time, Junlu's body also became blurred, and the moves in his hands were strange. Each move was a powerful killing move, going straight to the vital point.

But I saw that the long sword in Zhao Yuan's hand was shrouded in awe-inspiring righteousness, his body gathered in the sky's light, his energy and blood added to his body, and the mighty Daohua penetrated the sky hundreds of times.

At that moment of silence, Junlu didn't know how many times he had waved his claws, but he could not break the air barrier in front of him.

The next moment, Zhao Yuan's sword came out like a pen. As it danced, the five pens gathered together, shining with righteousness.

The word "正" was written in the void by the edge of the sword and pushed towards Junlu in front of him.

Junlu suddenly felt that Zhao Yuan's figure in front of him began to expand infinitely, and while standing still, Zhengzi suddenly fell on him. (End of chapter)