Sheng Fu

Chapter 264 The Past and Present of Alienation

Spirit Palace, Imperial Garden.

At night, the flowers and plants lose their color, the huge spiritual palace is peaceful, and the corridors are shining with brilliant crystal brilliance.

In the gazebo, there were only His Majesty Lingdi and a secret spirit guard with armor on his face.

Spiritual guards are trained from the best seedlings selected by the military. Apart from normal official careers, there is another way for the spirit clan army to ensure future generations, and that is to become spiritual guards.

However, this path is more complicated than becoming a general. After all, there are too few good seedlings who are one in a million.

The Lingmi Guard is directly under His Majesty Lingdi, and controls every move of the Lingdu. If Qing Ling General Wan Qing can't handle it, he will be handed over to the Lingmi Guard. The official rank is not high, and he has the power to kill. Discoloration.

Even the Shadow Dream Guards in Mengdu Mansion were built with reference to the Spirit Secret Guards in the Ling Palace.

Emperor Ling sat casually on the stone pier, and there was a tea set on the stone table. There was no tea fragrance overflowing. He clinked glasses with King Zhen'an too many times during the day, and His Majesty preferred to drink plain water after drinking.

"Take off your visor." Lingdi raised his glass and said softly.

The spirit guard took off his helmet, revealing a young face with a handsome appearance, a straight nose, piercing eyes, and a more heroic appearance in armor.

With a peaceful expression and restrained sharpness, he was a little at a loss at this moment.

Lingdi asked softly: "How is your performance in the army?"

The Lingmi guard who took off his visor knelt down on one knee, cupped his fists and said slowly, "The capital city has been at peace for a long time, and it hasn't made any achievements yet."

Lingdi hummed, and said peacefully: "Then how about cultivation?"

Lingmiwei replied truthfully: "The middle period of Dahuang Court, the killing power is acceptable."

Emperor Ling wanted to ask some colleagues, but looking at this young face, he remembered some past events.

On the bank of the mountains and fields, in a small bridge with flowing water, there is a young woman with a pure and beautiful appearance, who is good at cooking vegetarian food, and her craftsmanship is quite good.

Unfortunately, his family has fallen into poverty, so he has to rely on his own efforts in the mountains and fields. He doesn't know the wealth and honor in the world, he doesn't know how to cheat, and he doesn't know the sinister heart.

There are flowers and trees in her heart, born facing the sun, and will breed beautiful feelings due to the grand scene of spring flowers blooming. If the wild fruits in the mountains are ripe, she will be happier, and her laughter is more melodious than a lark.

Emperor Ling asked softly, "Is your mother okay?"

Lingmi Wei was startled for a moment, and after thinking for a while, he replied: "The last time I went back, her temples were already gray, I left some silver taels, now I don't have to live as a female worker."

"I wanted to hire some servants to take care of her life, but my mother didn't want to. She is used to living alone and thinks that is good."

Emperor Ling recalled the past, after many years, she was still the same.

Said softly: "There are very few people in the world who do not forget their roots. Your mother is a beautiful mother."

"Tomorrow at noon, this martial arts competition will start. You will guard one of the four arenas. The remaining three are Tang Yu, Qiu Bei, and the person prepared by Yixizong. It may be Yu Wenjun. maybe not."

"After the four of you win the ring leader, you can challenge Yan Che in turn."

"When you meet Yan Che, remember to be gentle, to move softly with strength, and no matter what the result is, don't lose your dignity."

Ling Miwei nodded and said: "Yes, Your Majesty."

Emperor Ling smiled softly and said: "Go down and recharge your batteries tonight. After this incident, you don't need to stay in the Lingmiwei. If you succeed, you will be the son-in-law of King Zhen'an. If you lose, if you want to continue to join the army , I will set up Yi Ziqi for you, and go to the border to train."

Zhong Yi was in a delicate mood, but he didn't say much. Even though he knew that the person in front of him was his biological father, he was more used to the person in front of him being the supreme leader of the spirit clan.

After saluting, he withdrew.

Emperor Ling looked at the young man's back, seemingly thoughtful.

The next day.

Now that King Zhen'an is here, everything can go on as usual.

The Spirit Palace, the Martial Arts Field, and four arenas in the southeast, north, and west, each arena surrounded by civil servants and military generals, and the number of onlookers in each arena is roughly evenly matched.

Although many officials came today, Tang De and Qiu Yu did not show up, even Yan Mo and Ji Caiyin were resting at home, none of the important officials came.

On the viewing platform, His Majesty, King Zhen'an, and Ling and Wang were sitting side by side. His Majesty was in the center slightly forward, Ling and Wang were on the right, King Zhen'an was on the left, and Yan Che was standing on his father's side. behind.

Behind the three, a group of maids served carefully.

Linghe Wang was about forty years old, born with different phases, with one blue and one purple eyes shining brightly, deep contours on his face, long black curly hair, and wearing an exquisite brocade dress and jade belt.

There was a trace of hostility in every gesture.

His Majesty said: "For many years, the three of us have never sat together to watch others fight."

Zhen'an Wang Changran smiled and said, "It's not someone else."

The corners of Ling and Wang's mouths raised, "Yes."

The leader of the spiritual network looked at the two young elders of the Yixi sect in the auditorium of the arena to the north.

Ling and Wang asked softly: "Brother Wang went to Mengdu Mansion last night, how did you communicate with that young elder who never met you?"

King Zhen'an pretended to be unhappy and said, "It's rare for me to come back once, so you'd be ashamed to observe my every move, aren't you afraid that Shadow Dream Guard will kill your spy?"

Linghe Wang raised his mouth and said, "Brother Wang is so majestic, it's hard not to attract attention."

King Zhen'an responded easily: "I thought Yu Wenjun was that person, but it turned out not to be. If you want to know more, you can ask Gu Cheng or our sister."

"When I first came to Lingdu, I didn't want to hit people."

These two people would be restless sitting together, Emperor Ling had no choice but to say: "Although today is not a big day, it is also the eve of a happy day, both of you calm down."

Ling and Wang shut up obediently, with inexplicable smiles on their faces.

King Zhen'an's heart sank, and he was too lazy to worry about it. He still had a good impression of that young man, so he would naturally keep it a secret.

A total of [-] people participated in this martial arts contest to recruit relatives, and their cultivation bases were unified in the Dahuang Court.

Those who can participate in it are naturally second-generation ancestors with some status and background, or they are the children of officials, or the younger brothers of generals, or the direct disciples of famous sects.

The details of their identities have been strictly investigated. Of course, the children of the sect who are too powerful have not participated in it. One has to make way for Tang Yu and Qiu Bei. Pursue the vast avenue in your heart.

bang bang bang...

The sound of war drums was loud, and the martial arts field was full of wind and clouds.

In each arena, there is a spirit net leader with a face armor presiding over the overall situation.

Martial arts competition to recruit relatives officially begins.

Wei Mo stood behind Yu Wenjun and Wu Mi like an eternal jade pillar.

The maid brought tea, Yu Wenjun toasted, and looked at the 31 participants around the ring with great interest.

All of them are Da Huang Ting, some faces, Wu Mi even met at the main entrance of Mengdu Mansion.

Such as Xu Jiu et al.

Naturally, Wei Mo also saw it, his face was expressionless, and he didn't see any waves.

(End of this chapter)