The most powerful emperor system

Chapter 151 Meet Yan Xingyu, Invited by Xiaoxiang
Yan Xingyu is more beautiful than before, wearing a white dress that doesn't disturb the dust, Lingbo comes here like a fairy descended from the nine heavens, with an ethereal feeling that is beyond the world.

She also misses Luoyang very much. Love is like a fermented pot of old wine. The more silent it is, the more mellow it is. These days, she misses Luoyang all the time, and that feeling is deepening every moment.

At this moment, the explosion broke out, and the two hugged each other warmly beside the green mountains and green waters, talking to each other, expressing all their thoughts and sentiments, heartily.

Luo Yang looked at the beauty in front of him, the picturesque eyebrows, the peerless face, the clear and affectionate eyes, all of these fascinated him and satisfied him.

Yan Xingyu's pink lips were shining, and she was very shy. Luoyang felt an impulse surge up, and he couldn't help but leaned over and kissed her.

Yan Xingyu groaned, three points flustered, three points surprised, three points sweet, one point joy, but at first he resisted slightly, and then melted under the offensive of love.

They wandered between the heavens and the earth, with endless words and endless topics to talk about. Only the rising sun and the setting moon were still telling the passage of time.

Luo Yang told everything about the past six months. Although the parts related to the system were deleted, Yan Xingyu could still hear Yan Xingyu exclaiming again and again, sometimes frowning, sometimes excited, sometimes worried, sometimes happy.

Yan Xingyu was shocked by the rapid improvement in Luoyang's cultivation level. Half a year ago, he was just a kid in the middle of his conception, but he didn't expect that he would be a dragon and tiger in the sixth level when he came back half a year later.

And Luoyang was also shocked by Yan Xingyu's speed of practice. In just half a year, he had gone from the third heaven of dragon and tiger to the eighth heaven of dragon and tiger. Even the elixir he left behind could not achieve this.

This made Luo Yang a little worried. After all, cultivation is not about exaggerating the progress, if you are greedy for speed and ignore the foundation, then hidden dangers will be planted.

Although you can't see it at first, it will ruin your way to climb the peak of martial arts. This is a typical example of fishing in a dry lake and drinking poison to quench your thirst.

Yan Xingyu was touched by Luoyang's concern, and smiled softly: "Don't worry, I'm not a reckless person. Speaking of which, I have to thank you. Do you still remember the sword that the empress gave me back then?"

"Of course I remember, what's the matter?" Luo Yang nodded, saying that the sword was given to him by his empress, who seemed to be his ancestor, at the beginning.

"Chong!"

With the sound of sword chant, Yan Xingyu's sword came out of its sheath. The sword was four feet long and three fingers wide.

"This is the treasured sword given by the Empress. After it was in my hands, it returned to its original form, and it is what it is now." Yan Xingyu said happily.

Luoyang flicked his fingers, and the sword made a clear sound, like a dragon's chant, like a phoenix's whistling, clear and intense, giving Luoyang a kind feeling, this sword knows him!

What is a spirit weapon?The so-called spiritual weapon is a weapon with spirituality, the higher the level from the day after tomorrow, the more spiritual it is, and the spirituality of the Tongtian spiritual weapon is no less than that of a child of a few years old.

"It's this sword that created my current cultivation base. Every time I practice swordsmanship, pure power will be fed back to my body, urging my cultivation base to climb like a rocket."

"At the beginning, I was also very scared. I was afraid that my foundation would not be stable. However, with the help of the power of this sword, I have no worries, and my foundation has been tempered flawlessly. The effect is better than my three years of hard work."

Yan Xingyu said softly: "However, as my cultivation base climbs, the benefits brought to me by that power are getting less and less. I'm afraid it can only support my cultivation to the tenth heaven of dragon and tiger."

"That's enough. You must know that the later in the practice, the more difficult it will be. Those vajra monks often take hundreds of years to break through to a level. This is the portrayal."

A big stone fell from Luoyang's heart. Since Yan Xingyu was fed back by the sword of Tongtian Lingqi, it's no problem, but it was her chance.

Then Luoyang carefully told about Zi Wanying, especially about those years in the illusion, and then looked at her anxiously, waiting for her to get angry.

Yan Xingyu was very restless, twisting the corners of her clothes with both hands, her eyes were turbulent, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly, but in the end she didn't burst out.

She is such a gentle woman, she thinks of others in everything: "It's not your fault, after all, everyone would be like this if the situation was changed. Listen to your words, Miss Zi is also a good girl, I have no objection to you two being together .”

"Really?" Luo Yang was overjoyed when he heard the words, but then his heart ached. He felt sorry for Yan Xingyu, and stretched out his ape arms to pull her into his arms.

"I'm sorry, I can't make you my only one, but I will treat you with sincerity, you will always be my favorite woman, my Taoist partner, my life partner, I love you."

Luoyang was affectionate, and he could clearly feel the trembling of the beautiful woman in his arms. She cried, crying in a low voice, crying out all her grievances.

I hide all the touch and happiness deep in my heart: "I don't blame you, I really don't blame you. It is enough to hear you say that, I believe in you."

After this incident, the two of them opened their hearts and lungs, and their relationship became more unbreakable. They talked a lot about the court and the sect.

"My master is a stubborn old man. I asked him his opinion on the relationship between the court and the sect before, but he said that the sect and the court have enmity for a long time and cannot be dissipated. Fire and water cannot be tolerated!"

Yan Xingyu said angrily, "If he keeps thinking that way, then what should we do? Could it be that the two of us can only be so sneaky?"

"Joke, how is that possible, I want Mingmei to marry you." Luo Yang said firmly: "As long as my cultivation level improves, I will go to Haoyuezong to propose marriage."

"It's okay if your master agrees, but if you don't agree, just rob people. If your master dares to stop you, just snatch them away together. I don't believe he won't give in."

"That's not good. He is my master after all. He is a teacher for one day and a father for the rest of his life. We can't do this." Yan Xingyu said pitifully.

Luo Yang felt dizzy for a while: "You are right, so it depends on you to slowly influence, dripping water wears stone through."

"Of course, if he is not enlightened, then he can only use force. Is it true that my son of a big man depends on his face to marry a daughter-in-law? After all, he is your master, not mine!"

"There is also the person who broke the seal of the spirit vein. Master already has a little clue. It seems that he has something to do with the Huanyang Sect. As for who it is, he is still investigating."

"Well, this matter is indeed urgent. The threat of the blood race is too great, like a sharp knife hanging above the head. We must find out the blood race hidden between the heaven and the earth, and then eradicate the disaster."

Luo Yang spoke generously and resoundingly: "If they break the seal, it will be troublesome. We don't have the ability of the empress, nor the coquettishness of the white-browed monk. We just wait for the end."

The two walked and talked all the way, walked to the water poor, and while sitting and watching the clouds rise, brewed a pot of tea and sipped a cup of fragrant tea. This kind of life was really pleasant.

Yan Xingyu's skill in making tea is very superb, even those in the palace can't match it.

Moreover, she also had a graceful dancing posture, which made Luoyang almost indulge in it. It is understandable that the so-called king will never come to court early.

"Husband, this is a dance that I learned just for you. No one has seen it before, and I won't show it to others. It really belongs to you." Yan Xingyu said with a blushing face, extremely shy.

They stayed for three days in a row, and finally had to leave. Now that they have returned to the capital, it is much easier to get together, and there is not much sadness of parting.

After Luoyang returned to the palace, he began to devote his energy to martial arts training. In addition to comprehending the Suan Ni Baoshu and Biyan Baoshu, he went to fight continuously in daily tasks.

The Flame Demon King, Mu Yuan King, Jin Sha King, and Shui Shen King were all killed, and 10,000+ people were killed every day.

In this high-intensity fight, he has cultivated both styles of swordsmanship to a superb level, reaching the pinnacle.

With one move, the ice-cold current is rolling thousands of miles away, it can really freeze ten thousand feet, and the river suddenly stops flowing!

A sword rises towards the sun and the sun gushes thin, cutting the yin and yang at dusk, the sun pierces the darkness before dawn, and sprinkles the light on the world, and the purple air comes from the east.

Half a month passed in such an orderly and fulfilling day, and it was already March, when the grass grows and warblers fly, and everything rejuvenates, and spring has arrived.

In the afternoon of this day, a middle-aged eunuch came in small steps and saluted very respectfully: "Your Majesty, Bai Shanshui, the son of Marquis Baiyu, and Li Wulue, the son of Marquis Tiejian, are begging to see you."

"Oh, please." Luo Yang immediately agreed, and he was still very concerned about these two good friends.

Soon, Bai Shanshui and Li Wulue, who had grown a head taller, came together. In the past six months, they have also undergone earth-shaking changes.

There was nothing else for them to come hand in hand, but Xiaoxiang, the oiran of Chunxiao Tower, was invited, and Li Wulue said with a humble face that Luoyang was favored by others, and he was going to be a guest of honor.

As a result, Luo Yang rolled his eyes, and Bai Shanshui slapped him on the back of the head, that is, if they dared to joke like this, their father would have panicked.

"Your Majesty decides whether to go or not." Bai Shanshui said calmly, "Then Chunxiao Tower is probably not a simple fireworks and willow alley, and Xiaoxiang is not a simple oiran either."

"I sent people to investigate before, but the clues were cut off, and I couldn't see the hidden existence behind the scenes."

Luo Yang smiled slightly, and he also remembered the night when he dealt with King Zhen, Xiaoxiang talked loudly, as if he had everything in his hands.

But Luoyang knew that she was just a pawn on the surface, not worthy of high regard at all, and the one who was hiding behind the scenes was the real master.

"Go, why not go, since she dares to ask you to come and invite me, something must happen. As the lord of a country, am I still afraid of a little prostitute?" Luo Yang said heartily.

So Luoyang left the palace that night, Tian Wuhou, who was dressed in a snow-white robe, was already waiting outside the door. He would not go to the Chunxiao Building unprepared, but had already made several preparations.

First of all, Ji Tianxia, ​​the commander of Jinyiwei, has led three thousand Jinyiwei to ambush near the Chunxiao Building, and will rush out as soon as there is any movement.

Second, there are a large number of forbidden troops gathered around, and the commander-in-chief Guo Quan personally suppressed them and dealt with unnecessary troubles at any time.

On the other hand, Luoyang took Marquis Tianwu to the Chunxiao Building for a banquet. Marquis Tianwu's divine light was introverted, his eyes were deep, and half a month later he had broken through to the King Kong Ninth Heaven, and he was the number one expert in the imperial court.

(End of this chapter)