Reflect the world

Chapter 146 Watching the arrogance of the northern demon wolf, watching the luck of the Central Plains dissipate (first update)
Tang Xuanming's eyes were bright in the night, he thought a lot, and was very curious about that Kublai Khan who could sweep across Asia, Europe and Africa.

"Qin Shihuang, who unified the land of the Central Plains, can give me a majestic dragon aura, allowing me to condense dragon patterns. What changes will you, the person who created the most extensive land and swept across Asia, Europe and Africa, bring me? I am very happy expect."

After thinking about countless thoughts, Tang Xuanming finally returned to the fundamentals.

It is extremely difficult to truly obtain Kublai Khan's dragon energy, and he must kill Kublai Khan himself.

It is inevitable to enter the battlefield. Without strength, going to the battlefield will only be courting death.

"I still have a long way to go."

Tang Xuanming sat cross-legged on the dragon bed, and the Ant Emperor's method was running slowly. Logically speaking, with his current physical fitness and condition, it was impossible to practice the Ant Emperor's method at all.

The strong desire for essence in the body will directly drain him. Since he has no way to communicate with the essence of the world, he can only rely on his own essence if he wants to practice the Ant Emperor Method.

But as the golden dragon above his heart spewed out a stream of dragon energy, the majestic energy filled his limbs and bones.

Let the Ant Emperor's method run at high speed, this time he came to this world in real body, so there will be a vision of the shocking dragon coming to the world.

But because of the different rules of the world, his physical body is still condensed with the help of the altar and the rules of heaven and earth of this world.

His real body is integrated into the heart of this body because of the strange law, and there is no way to truly descend.

But it's okay to make some limited changes.

Tang Xuanming fell into deep cultivation, but the whole world was shaken violently because of his coming.

Countless people in Lin'an could not sleep at night, spent in excitement and fear.

The Song Dynasty united with Mongolia to destroy the Kingdom of Jin eight years ago, but there was no conclusion about the ownership of Henan. The Mongolian army only had a verbal agreement, but there was no written agreement.

The Mongolian army retreated to the north. When the Song Dynasty sent a large army to Henan, they encountered the Mongolian army who had been ambushing for a long time. They suffered heavy losses and retreated in embarrassment.

The state of Jin, which made Da Song extremely embarrassed, was destroyed, but Da Song did not get the slightest benefit from this war launched by the whole country. Instead, he was targeted by the hungry wolf of Mongolia, and the situation was even more critical.

Mongolia swept across the world, even Lin'an, the capital of the Great Song Dynasty, still had countless spies dormant in it.

Countless homing pigeons flew out that night, and the immortal landed in Lin'an instead of landing on the grassland, which made countless people uneasy.

The eagles on the prairie never underestimate the strength of Song Dynasty. After all, most of their cannons, bows and arrows, and craftsmen were plundered from this country. With their horses, they were invincible and invincible.

The Great Song Dynasty fell into a kind of carnival. Since the Kingdom of Jin was destroyed eight years ago, but did not take back the land, but lost troops and generals, the last glimmer of glory of the Great Song Dynasty seemed to have been extinguished.

Anyone with insight can see that the demise of the Song Dynasty is inevitable, and the fate of the country has reached its final moment.

At this moment, the stimulation brought by the coming of the dragon is extremely huge.

Tang Xuanming meditated silently in the Funing Hall, but Lizong Zhao Yun in the Qinzheng Hall was restless.

It is even more tormented than the moment when the Lianmeng wiped out gold eight years ago.

At that time, he was ambitious and wanted to restore the glory of his ancestors. He was specially written in the history books of later generations, and he agreed to the request of the Mongolian envoy without hesitation.

But the final result was far beyond his expectations. He didn't get a single inch of the country, but he had to face a country with an unprecedented territory.

This made him lose all his ambitions. At that moment, he knew that Da Song was going to die.

There is no way to change this situation, he can only wait for death silently, so he began to indulge in drinking and sex, and never paid too much attention to the government.

Now that a fairy suddenly came into the world, it was undoubtedly a great encouragement for him.

"True Martial Demon Slayer Emperor..."

He kept chanting this sentence, unable to fall asleep at all, and there are too many people in Lin'an who can't fall asleep like him tonight.

From princes and nobles to traffickers and pawns, no one who has witnessed the glorious scene can fall asleep.

Everyone wanted to wait until the news came from the palace, and wanted to see the immortal who came into the world with their own eyes.

The sun, expected by all, slowly appeared on the horizon.

After waiting anxiously all night, Lizong Zhao Yun, the eunuch, dressed and washed, and then rushed to Funing Hall without stopping.

He has too much to know, he wants to ask that immortal, can Da Song come back to life, can he restore the lost land?
There is even the deep desire hidden in the bottom of my heart, which cannot be appealed to others. Can he, Zhao Yun, the emperor of the Song Dynasty, live forever?Can it ascend to the fairyland?

When he arrived at Funing Hall, he had already seen the immortal from yesterday standing outside the main hall, Liao looked north, frowning slightly.

Under the darkness of yesterday, he didn't really see the appearance of the immortal, but now under the clear sunlight, Zhao Yun was startled when he saw the immortal from yesterday again.

This newcomer is not the same as the common civil servants in the Song Dynasty. He is tall and strong. Although he is wearing a large white robe, he can still find strong muscles from his straight chest and exposed arms.

There is even more bloody murderous aura between the brows. Looking from a distance, there is a feeling that strangers should not get close.

Unlike those civil servants who made Zhao Yun extremely uncomfortable, they were more like those military generals who had no sense of presence in the court.

"True Martial Demon Slayer Emperor!"

Zhao Yun couldn't help chewing this word carefully. He had checked the folklore about the Emperor Zhenwu Destroying Demons many times yesterday.

But it is still not as shocking as it is now. As for why the Emperor Zhenwu Destroys Demons is not an image of a turtle and a snake, but rides a real dragon to descend to the realm, this kind of question, even if he is killed, he will not ask.

"The emperor came too early!"

Tang Xuanming has an indifferent face, and still maintains a cold personality. In fact, he has too little knowledge of myths, legends and history, and more mistakes are made. The principles he pursues naturally maintain a cold image, talk less and talk less It makes sense to do it.

No one in the world has ever dared to speak to Zhao Yun like this, but in front of the heavenly beings, Zhao Yun did not dare to say anything, acquiescing to this state.

"I don't know what the emperor is looking at?"

Zhao Yun smiled apologetically, not caring about Tang Xuanming's indifference at all.

"Look at the arrogance of the northern demon wolf, and the dissipation of luck in the Central Plains!"

Tang Xuanming's words were concise and to the point, and the meaning was simple and clear. Zhao Yun opened his mouth, but was speechless.

The arrogance of the northern demon wolf undoubtedly refers to the Mongolian army. The arrogance of the Mongolian country is indeed extremely arrogant and unmatched.

Then the last sentence had a lot of meaning, the luck of the Central Plains dissipated, and there was no doubt that he was pointing at Zhao Yun's nose and scolding him.

Facing the scolding of the ancestor in front of him, Zhao Yun, who is the king of a country, can only smile at each other.

(End of this chapter)