Resurrection of Spiritual Qi: at the Beginning of the Game, the Creation of Human Immortal Martial A

When Chen Ai saw it, he naturally did not dare to ask again.

China Sea.

two hours later.

After Cheng Hao used up the meals prepared by his senior sister, he summoned the golden eagle reluctantly.

"Stand on the back of the golden eagle and don't move!" Cheng Hao let the golden eagle fall to the ground, and then sent the guides one by one to the back of the golden eagle.

"Yes."

Everyone responded, but their voices revealed a trembling.

"Don't worry, the golden eagle flies smoothly." Cheng Hao landed on the golden eagle's back, gave an order, and took off directly.

over nine days.

The clouds receded quickly, like a streamer.

The speed of the golden eagle is too fast, ten times the speed of sound, which is five times faster than the world's strongest fighter.

The ten guides had no doubts that without Cheng Hao's support, they would have fallen long ago.

"Why is there no wind at all?" Yang Xiaoyan asked curiously.

This time, the ten guides came out of the Taiji Martial Arts Museum the most, and Yang Xiaoyan was also among them.

"You'll know when you reach the realm of Martial Saint." Cheng Hao smiled, "Martial Saint's Fist Intent can not only be used to fight the enemy, but also to tame some natural weather. Flying this little gang wind is very important to Martial Saint's Fist Intent. It's just a piece of cake."

"Wu Sheng?" Yang Xiaoyan suddenly slumped, "That will be a long, long time later."

Even if the spiritual energy of heaven and earth recovers, the people in Zhonghai will only be able to cultivate the immortal martial arts for half a month.

In half a month, to be able to practice until the Martial Apprentice is complete, this is all aided by the monster meat, plus Cheng Hao, a human fairy.

Otherwise, being able to cultivate until the Martial Artist Consummation is considered a great skill.

moment.

The golden eagle arrived at the imperial capital, and the group landed safely on the ground.

It was the first time that the ten guides experienced this kind of extremely fast flight, and their legs were soft after landing.

"Okay, arrange for them to rest." Cheng Hao summoned the female officer, "Mr. Zhou Wu will come tomorrow, the ten of you will follow him to teach."

"Okay." Everyone took the order, said goodbye and left.

The next day.

Palace Hall.

The Duke of Wang was a little dizzy, and the court meeting began, and seven nobles, Confucius, Meng, Fang, Wu, Liu, Li, and Chen, jointly signed a letter, asking the Empress to abolish the aristocracy.

Not only he was confused, Xue, Zhang, Shi, and Shi were also very confused.

When they were stunned, Ji Qingxue declined.

Then, Confucius and Mengjia began to reason and insisted on writing.

The Duke is crazy, although he is not very smart, he also knows the tradition of three requests and three concessions.

If Ji Qingxue agreed all of a sudden, wouldn't it be obvious that she had intended it?

Ancient emperors liked to play this trick the most.

Seeing that the situation was in critical condition, Duke Wang was about to exit when he heard Shi, Shi, Xue, and Zhang's four patriarchs follow suit.

"Your Majesty, the aristocratic system has been unable to adapt to the society, please abolish it. We all agree with the letter of Confucius, Meng and other ministers!"

Duke Wang: "..."

He stood where he was, neither agreeing nor disapproving.

His heart was up and down, he felt very oxygen deprived in his brain, and then fell backwards.

There was a faint voice in his ears, but it sounded like a devil's voice to him: "Since everyone has said so, then I will accept it."

The family business that my ancestors worked so hard to earn is ruined in my hands!

This was the last thought before the Duke fainted.

After the meeting.

Royal Garden.

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Cheng Hao sat opposite Ji Qingxue across the stone table, and Chen Ai stood beside Ji Qingxue.

Ji Qingxue was in a good mood, with a smile on her face, looking at the blooming flowers in the garden.

"The nobility system is finally abolished." Ji Qingxue sighed leisurely, "Three hundred years later, the goal set by the ancestors has finally been completed."

Cheng Hao said with a smile: "Since then, everyone in the world has been equal. Should you celebrate such a great dream, Lady Empress?"

He raised the wine glass in front of him and signaled gently.

Ji Qingxue had a playful expression on her face, and said, "Since Chen Qing is playing, that's right."