Jian Sui Daye

"For decades, Daqi and Zhou have regarded each other as mortal enemies and have been at odds with each other. They have tolerated and wooed the Turks in every possible way, but they have made them bigger, and they have become a serious problem. In recent years, the ambitions of the Turks have grown more and more. Humvees are strong soldiers, and they harass their neighbors from time to time, especially the smaller tribes are enslaved and bullied by them.

As far as Haier knows, the Khitan has long been against it, but they are alone, and Kumoxi is watching from the side, so they dare not act rashly. If we can give the Khitan some materials to make them stronger, even if they don't take the initiative to provoke Turkic, presumably Turkic will not sit idly by.

As long as the Turks have no time to look south, we can take the opportunity to stabilize the situation and integrate all the forces. At that time, even if the three families come to attack, I will tell them to be completely defeated, and there will be no return."

There was murderous intent in Gao Xing's eyes, the smile on the corner of his mouth was as cold as ice, and his tone was full of strong confidence.

Gao Changgong looked at Xing Xing with satisfaction, and said with emotion: "My father thought that you and the Khitan prince were friends to form cavalry, but unexpectedly, you had already planned far-sightedness to prevent problems before they happen. My father is too late."

Gao Xing smiled a little embarrassedly: "Father has won the prize,"

Gao Changgong shook his head with a smile, paused, and said: "Your strategy is good, but how can you ensure that Khitan will not become another Turkic?"

Gao Xing raised his eyebrows and smiled confidently: "Father, the Turks seem to have a large number of people and are extremely powerful, but they lack organizational training. They are just a rabble, and they are not productive, so they are destined to be unable to fight for a long time. These are their fatal flaws." Weaknesses, as long as we grasp their weaknesses and hit them head-on, the Turks will surely lose.

In the Han Dynasty, Huo Qubing was able to drink horses and live in the sea, and seal wolves to live in Xu. Doesn’t his father have the confidence to crush the Turks? As long as my Daqi is strong enough, I want Khitan to live, he will live, and if I want him to die, how can he live? ,"

Gao Changgong stared at Gao Xing in a daze, his heart agitated because of the shock, even the blood in his whole body boiled for it.

How can a truly strong person be afraid? Even if the enemy is extremely powerful, I still have to go head-on, even if there are thousands of people, I will go alone. Only with such pride and ambition can I truly be proud of the world.

After a long time, Gao Changgong said softly: "Xing'er, you can do whatever you want, as a father, I will give you a stable rear, as a father, I look forward to the day when you will reach the pinnacle of life, even if I, Gao Changgong, are loved by thousands of people It means that the ancestors spurned it, and it is worth it,"

Although Gao Changgong's tone was soft, the plain words seemed to pour into his heart like a hot current, and then scattered into his limbs, filling him with infinite power, and the deep father's love also made his mind The man's eyes became moist at that moment, firm, like iron and stone.

"Daddy, the child will not let you down,"

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Under the gentle breeze and the warm morning light, a melodious and soft sound of the piano dispelled the last darkness of the night and awakened the sleeping Jinyang City.

The sound of the piano came from the backyard of the Prince Regent's Mansion. The player playing the piano was a young woman, wearing a long black dress. Her slender jade fingers like spring onions were gently picked and twisted slowly, and the sound of pearls and jade falling on a plate came from far away. Shan Lai's bright eyes watched closely. Looking at the courtyard, the affection in his eyes was like a lake of spring water, and the smile on his red lips made all the flowers look pale.

Following the woman's gaze, I saw a young man, tall and tall, with a jade face and red lips, eyebrows, eyes, mouth and nose, all of which were exquisite and handsome, so handsome that the woman was envious and jealous, and a white suit made him even more beautiful. He is rich and handsome, handsome and unrestrained.

The man stood casually under an old tree in the middle of the yard, his legs were slightly separated, his feet were uneven, his hands were naturally hanging by his legs, his eyelids were slightly lowered, and he quietly stared at the long sword in front of him , the eyes are deep and silent, like a cold pool without the slightest waves, the whole person is like an ancient sculpture, even if you look at the mulberry sea and mulberry fields, you will not be moved.

After an unknown amount of time, the man standing still suddenly moved. His right hand hanging by his side suddenly pulled out the long sword in front of him from the ground. The movements are not fast, but his hand holding the sword is as steady as a rock, and his movements are like flowing clouds and flowing water without any delay, giving people a pleasing feeling.

"laugh,,"

The long sword tore through the air, making a low whistling sound, and the strong wind shattered several leaves three meters away. However, the man in white showed no joy or sadness on his face, and the long sword froze slightly in the air , Even if he retracted it, and then stabbed it out, no matter the angle, speed, or strength, it was the same as before.

Amidst the melodious sound of the zither, the man in white kept repeating the same movement, his face was persistent and serious, his eyes were still deep and silent, and there was only the reflection of the long sword in his hand in the dark pupils.

When the daylight was bright, the last sound of the zither dissipated, and the man in white also stood with his sword in his hand, exhaling a long breath of white air, which was as solid as a sharp sword, and it was only after more than a foot of direct shooting that it slowly dissipated.

And at this time, the silent eyes of the man in white finally became more radiant, his fair face was covered with a layer of bead-sized sweat in an instant, and the clothes on the back were completely soaked in sweat. People seem to have just been fished out of the water.

"Husband, thank you for your hard work, wipe your face," the girl in black slowly came to the man in white, her eyes were full of affection, and her voice was soft and delicate. As she spoke, she gently wiped the face of the man in white. sweat.

"Hua'er, I'll do it myself," the white-clothed man smiled dotingly, inserted the long sword into the ground again, then took the handkerchief from the black-clothed woman and wiped the sweat off his face.

"Husband, have you made a breakthrough?" the woman in black asked while flicking the fallen leaves off the man in white.

The man in white sighed in disappointment, shook his head and said: "It's only a short step, but there is always no way. Cultivation is not something you can't force, let's go step by step. Although I can't use my internal strength now, my body is better than before. I also just took this opportunity to understand martial arts carefully and step out of my own way,"

The woman in black smiled lightly, nodded vigorously and said, "I believe that with my husband's intelligence, I will definitely be able to succeed,"

"Let me let you go, it's getting late, I've practiced the exercises all morning, and I'm a little hungry," the man in white returned the handkerchief to the woman, holding the long sword upside down in his left hand, and holding the latter to warm her with the right. The soft little hands walked towards the room together.

This man and a woman are happy and Zhang Lihua.

Ever since Gao Xing was injured, Yuan Tiangang has been living in the Prince Regent's Mansion. One is to secretly protect the regent Gao Changgong, and the other is to think about ways to restore Gao Xing's skills. For Xing Xing's guess, Yuan Tiangang, Sun Simiao and Daoist Yuqing also agreed. I basically agree, so I am happy that if I want to fully recover my skills, the only way is to break through the current bottleneck.

A warrior cultivates essence, qi, and spirit, which are divided into three stages: refining essence to transform qi, refining qi to transform spirit, and refining spirit to return to emptiness.

There are so many monks in the world, I don’t know how many there are, but most of them are in the stage of refining and transforming Qi, and even those who have reached the peak are rare. These people are all heroes, such as Liu Zhong and the Golden King of the Holy Fire Sect , and those who can enter into refining qi and transforming into gods are even rarer. Yuan Tiangang, known as the best master in the world, is a person of this level. level.

According to Yuan Tiangang's judgment, Gao Xing is at the peak of refining and transforming qi, and is facing a breakthrough. At this level, it is no longer relying on meditation to accumulate true qi, but to understand the "Tao", which is a kind of mystery. You can understand the unspeakable things, if you understand it, you can soar into the sky, if you don't understand it, your strength in this life will probably stop here, and it will be difficult to make progress.

In the previous life, due to the prosperity of hot weapons, martial arts declined greatly, and countless unique skills were lost, so happy that he was only able to master the "Longevity Jue" to the fifth level, and he was superior to the others. There were few enemies in the world. There is no deep understanding all the way, and fighting with people is more about relying on unparalleled speed and strength.

Now, Yuan Tiangang is right in front of his eyes, how could he not ask for advice when he is happy, but although Yuan Tiangang did not refuse, the level of mystery cannot be described and taught in words. In the end, Yuan Tiangang decided to practice a sword technique, hoping to be happy can experience.

I happily and clearly remember that yesterday was also in this small courtyard. Yuan Tiangang just waved his hand, and he felt that the world was dimming in an instant, the space around him was frozen instantly, and his heart seemed to be controlled by an invisible force. He almost lost his mind, and a stone table about half a foot thick, three meters away from Yuan Tiangang, turned into powder in his seemingly light wave, and the ground within a three-meter radius sank half an inch.

At that moment, Gao Xing was drenched in sweat, and boundless fear and excitement enveloped his body and mind. He never thought that someone could make him fear, and he was so frightened that he couldn't even think of fighting back. He was excited because he Seeing a brand-new door of martial arts opening in front of him, he looked forward to one day reaching the height of Yuan Tiangang, or even surpassing him.

Because of this, I was so happy that I calmed down, started to practice from the beginning, from the most basic sword moves, to understand, to explore my own sword intent, my own martial arts, Zhang Lihua is good at rhythm, just playing the piano for joy It is beneficial to concentrate carefully, and this is what happened in the morning.

After eating too early, I was happy to go to the military camp to inspect, but I heard the porter report that there was a visitor.

"Who is here?"

"Back to my little prince, the person here claims to be from Yingzhou, his surname is Wang and his name is Wang Yan,"

"Wang Yan, he's back," Gao Xing stood up from his seat in surprise, and shouted loudly: "Quickly lead Mr. Wang Yan to the living room, so that you can entertain him. If you lose your etiquette, don't blame me for being rude."

"Yes," the concierge was quick-witted, agreed and left in a hurry, but he was a little suspicious in his heart, that Wang Yan was just a young businessman, an unknown person, why did he let the little prince lose his composure,