Martial Arts Break the World

With that, he called to the mayor, saying, "In addition, to the citizens of the old city, each family will compensate each other with a bag of noodles and a pot of oil. The residents of the border city had to provide shelter. They would be able to go to the granary for food in the next ten days. If you want to measure the quantity in large quantities, then measure it yourselves. There are many of them, but you must not underestimate them! Within a month, you all have to help rebuild the border city. Early next month, I will return to inspect! "

He was in a dilemma with the old city lord. The mustache man kept prying at him, but when he spoke, it was apparent that he didn't know what to say. "This …"

"Do you have any objections? You only have to do it for a bit, is it really that difficult!? " The Mayor was so frightened that he did not dare to make a sound. He hurriedly nodded his head in acknowledgement.

Those who knew about this news and the citizens of the old city were overjoyed. Jun Lin Yue's reputation instantly soared. At the beginning of the term, even those who didn't know of him were already proud to see him once more.

To drive out the Nether Sect and move out of the treasury. These two points had solidified Jun Lin Yue's position in the hearts of the people. But the matter of the Netherworld Sect was not over.

The Human Emperor soon found out that Qingzhou Black Tortoise Manor's young Marquis of Xuanwu had exterminated the Netherworld Sect. Behind the resplendent golden curtains, he gently took a sip of tea.

The spy was at a loss for words, not knowing what to say.

"Cultivation of the profound and cultivation of the Dao. Since ancient times, there has always been an irreconcilable difference. If we destroy the profound, then the profound will also extinguish the Dao. In the future, things would not turn out well for the Great Yang. Qingzhou had always been a place of relatively high martial dao level, and the Black Tortoise Mansion also had many talents. The Marquis of Xuanwu, Lin Yue, was conferred the title of General Protector. As long as there was an enemy involved in the cultivation of the profound, he would be responsible for all the wars. His position was higher than the Black Tortoise. He was at the same level as his big brother Jun Lin Ao. However, the position of the Black Tortoise is still up to him for now. "

"Yes!" The Emperor is wise! " The black-clothed man clasped his fist and nodded.

The Human Emperor's voice came from behind the exquisite curtains. On both sides were two palace maids dressed in pink peonies, standing to either side of him.

"Now, send this letter to the first wife of the Black Tortoise dukedom." With that, the palace maid took the exquisite envelope from the Human Emperor's hand and walked down the steps, passing it to the man in black.

The spy took the envelope as if it weighed something. "Two words were pasted on the back of the envelope." Seal and Kill. This was a secret killing letter. If a third party saw this, they would have to silence him, even if he had to pay with his life.

From this, it could be seen how important this letter was.

The man in black's hands were trembling. The Human Emperor seemed to have heard his breathing as he smiled and said, "It's just a small matter, there's no need to be nervous. You've followed me for 12 years, and you've done quite a few things like this, are you still nervous? "

"This little one will do it immediately!" With that, the man in black disappeared into the magnificent palace.

Behind the curtains, the Human Emperor opened a white porcelain cup and took another sip of tea.

It was ten in the evening, and the sunset was shining in the western horizon. The pink clouds were like the blush on a young girl's face, making one unable to forget about it. The wistful old tree, the Star-Moon Family.

On the curving side of the road, dotted with small town homes, was the glow of the merry start. Smoke curled up from the stove while the aroma of food drifted out from the simple and unadorned house.

Humans should adapt to the times and submit to reality. Filled with hot blood is no better than a thousand dollars, looking up to the sky is no better than to rise to the ranks of the rich. With his hands clasped behind his back, Jun Lanyue paced back and forth on the solemn wall. The guards behind him stared expressionlessly into the distance.

In the distance was a lonely sunset. The beautiful scenery of the world only lasted for a moment. The sunset glow did not know that life was easy to die, but it illuminated the horizon. For greatness.

To be able to read it from beginning to end was also a rare experience in life. The situation was even more unsightly. One could tell with a single glance that it was the prime of spring and autumn.

Jun Lanyue walked to the side of the city wall with his back facing him, and asked, "What's your name?"

The guard was shocked and tensed up as he replied loudly, "Ren Liang!"

Jun Lanyue nodded. When the multicolored light hit Ren Liang's black armor, it reflected the starlight.

"It will be dark, and it will be light again. If a person has no hope, then no one will be able to light it up. " With a sigh, Jun Linyue walked past him.

Normally, a small city guard was not allowed to speak carelessly. However, this young soldier called Ren Liang asked loudly, "Master Hou, please enlighten me!"

Jun Lanyue was stunned for a moment. He snorted disdainfully, not even turning his head back. However, he stopped.

In those few seconds of stillness, it seemed as if the whole world was going to suffocate. Ren Liang's face began to perspire as it reflected the multicolored light. His sweat was crystal clear, and he couldn't resist the pressure of Jun Yingyue as he held on with all his might. He then shouted, "Lord Hou, please light it up for me!"

"Why did you come here to be a guard?" Jun Lanyue retorted, infuriated.

"State-owned allowance to supplement the household."

"What else?"

"It is my duty to serve the nation and the people!"

"What else?"

"Defend the home for the country, you're a man!"

"What else?"

"..." I … I want to become the commander of the Nine Prefectures! "

"Hahahaha …"

Jun Lanyue threw his head back in laughter, thinking back to his three years of puppet life. He had to put up with all the humiliation in order to achieve his current status. And now, even a small guard wanted to brazenly speak in front of him. Jun Lanyue was seething with rage.

"Commander-in-Chief of the Nine Prefectures? Currently, each of the Great Generals of the Nine Prefectures has the cultivation of a Martial Saint. As for you, you are neither a one-in-a-million martial cultivation genius, nor do you have an illustrious background to help you. If you want to be the commander of the great generals of the Nine Prefectures, then work hard for a few hundred more years! "

Jun Linyue sized up his upright body and added, "Besides, you don't even have the qualifications to cultivate. You don't have this kind of physique …" "Hehe ~ ~"

Jun Lanyue felt this was laughable, but he stopped laughing. It was an accident that a guard was angered.

Ren Liang's voice was high and bright, "Reporting to the Marquis! If I do not have a goal, then I am no different from a city guard! "

Jun Lanyue's heart skipped a beat. He had never imagined that such a small guard would have such ambitions.

Yes, if there was no hope, if there was no whimsical goal, if there was no blueprint that went against the era, then it would truly disappear into the myriad living beings. It would truly be no different from any other person in the world. Life was supposed to be unique, but no one could change the outcome that was hidden in the world.

The only thing that could contend against this world was man's hope. In all of history, there had never been a person whose name was known to the world, who had submitted to the times. In all of history, every single person who had achieved great merits had all felt the same way. It didn't matter whether this person was concealing his strength or was disdainful of concealing his strength.

No fantasies, no impulses. Without impulse, there is no action; without action, there is no plumpness; without plumpness, there is no way to soar. The last thing you have left is to stand on the earth and look up at the sky a hundred years later.

That was sad. That may not be sad. If a person lived his entire life, wouldn't he only live his own life? One day, he would have to live for himself, and that was when he would truly break free from the shackles of life!