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Chapter 280: The new King of the Golden Crow, fighting against the Great Flame, the messenger of God descends to the earth, planning for the human world (asking for monthly tickets!)

The army advanced forward.

Gradually approaching the border of Dayan.

Lu Mingyuan was in the center of the army, sitting in the dragon chariot. The nine-dragon chariot was pulled by a horse with pure dragon blood. The horse, nourished by the blood of dragons, had scales unique to the dragon clan, and its eyes were bloodshot. When it ran, it had the strength of a hundred horses, and its speed was no slower than that of a flying sword.

Inside the chariot.

The space is large enough to accommodate ten people standing.

Lu Mingyuan held his chin with one hand and placed the other hand on the bright yellow soft couch. Next to him sat a woman in a golden long skirt with a sad and beautiful face, sitting on the ground with her skirt parted.

"We have agreed that if we fight the Golden Crow, you must let me go back and ascend the throne as king."

Luo Qiufu had a delicate face with eyebrows as dark as distant ink, and her long hair as beautiful as ink splashed on clouds that fell on her shoulders. Her plain face had an indescribable quiet beauty, and she looked very sad.

Lu Mingyuan glanced at her and said, "Don't forget your promise, forget our deal, and hand over the destiny of the Golden Crow Nation obediently. Don't play tricks. If you dare to go back on your word, I will make the Golden Crow Nation disappear from the map of the Middle-earth. Keep your word."

"It's natural."

When she thought that she would be able to return to Jinwu Kingdom soon, Luo Qiufu's eyes were full of hope again. However, in Lu Mingyuan's eyes, she was still like a princess of a country, and her expression was as pitiful as if she had become a slave.

This kind of fragility, when I see You Ling, it is impossible for any man to remain indifferent.

However, Lu Mingyuan simply retracted his gaze, discarded unnecessary thoughts, and asked: "I heard that your new king of Jinwu country is very capable and talented. What are his details?"

As the saying goes, if you know yourself and your enemy, you won't be in danger in a hundred battles.

There is nothing wrong with this statement.

Although it is true that he is very powerful, he still needs to gather sufficient intelligence before taking action.

We cannot underestimate the enemy or directly despise the opponent. This is totally undesirable.

At least we should pay attention to our opponents tactically.

Luo Qiufu folded her hands on her legs. Her legs were extremely slender, and wrapped in a thin skirt, she looked exquisite. She pursed her red lips and recalled:

"The new King of Jinwu is a branch of the Jinwu royal family. His name is Luo Lingxiao. He was not famous at all. You could say he was an unknown person in the royal family. But three years ago, by chance, he got a secret treasure while traveling. I don't know what opportunity it was, but he was noticed by Wanluo Dongtian and was accepted as a true disciple. Since then, he has been unstoppable."

"Not only did he return after three years of cultivation, but his talent also became extremely monstrous, and he became the sect's first true disciple."

"etc."

Upon hearing this, Lu Mingyuan interrupted and asked, "Wanluo Dongtian, is that Wanluotian, one of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths? The power whose ancestors were as famous as Fuyao Sword Palace?"

This Wanluo Cave Heaven, also known as the Wanluo Sword Sect, has a similar status to the Ziwei Immortal Sect and Taiwei Taoist Sect in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. Most of its disciples are famous for cultivating cultivators who excel in swordsmanship. Sword cultivation can be divided into techniques, methods, and Taoism.

His ancestors were the famous Wanluo Sword Palace, which was equally famous as the Fuyao Sword Palace in Fuyao Continent.

Swordsmanship is all-encompassing. There is a Sutra Repository with millions of volumes of sword scriptures. It is a must-go place for sword practitioners to gain insights.

Its value is comparable to that of the Sword Pavilion of Tongtian Sword Sect.

Jiange is also a holy place for sword practitioners, housing millions of flying swords, waiting for the right person to claim them.

Wanluo Sword Sect, Tongtian Sword School, and Fuyao Sword Palace, the three top sword forces, are where sword practitioners from all over the Middle-earth gather. They correspond to the art, method, and Tao respectively.

Since this new Golden Crow King can become the first true disciple of the Wanluo Sword Sect, he must be extremely powerful.

Luo Qiufu carefully glanced at Lu Mingyuan's face and found that he had no fear on his face. Then she continued boldly, "I heard that since he absorbed the power of the previous generation of the Supreme Master, his cultivation has undergone another transformation. Now he has entered the eleventh realm, the realm of the True Person. He is very likely to take over the position of the Master. He is already the acting Master of the Wanluo Sword Sect and is extremely powerful."

"Not only do I have several innate magic weapons in my hands, I also hold the ancient sword inherited from the Wanluo Sword Sect, the Bi Chi. This is an ancient flying sword that has been refined by successive generations of masters. Its power is comparable to that of a lower-grade immortal weapon."

Lu Mingyuan still had no expression on his face, showing no emotion, and uttered two words:

"Don't panic."

No matter which country the master is from, as long as he has not become a saint, he is no different from a small fry to him.

"In addition, the Silver Frost Empire's son Wu Xun has just subdued three blue-eyed jade dragons that are comparable to the demon lords. I'm afraid his strength should not be underestimated."

Luo Qiufu is very familiar with the situations in various countries.

It's not her fault. The Jinwu Kingdom is close to the borders of various countries and has been a place of war among countries since ancient times, so it can only rely on Dayan to seek self-protection.

Without the mentality of treading on thin ice, it is impossible to survive among the countries.

"Him." Hearing Wu Xun's name, Lu Mingyuan sneered.

"This person still hasn't paid me back the two great swamp dragons he owes me."

Back then in the Manghuang Cave Heaven, he killed two big swamp dragons, but this guy took advantage of them both.

At that time, due to his status and the blockade of the demon army, he had no time to argue with him, but now it is different.
"I'm going to make him spit it all out this time."

Lu Mingyuan narrowed his eyes.

"Be careful of his dragon bracelet, it can be used to tame beasts and drive them into battle. It is a treasure that King Silver Frost obtained from the Dragon Slaying Blessing Land, and it is also a relic of an ancient sect."

"The person we should be most careful of should be the Imperial Master of the Silver Frost Nation." Lu Mingyuan said leisurely.

From then on, he ascended the throne and became emperor.

Jiang Shan returned to the Silver Frost Empire. No matter what, he was the imperial teacher of the Silver Frost Empire, and he came to Dayan this time for another purpose.

It’s just that their interests were the same before.

Lu Mingyuan was also happy to provide convenience for Jiang Shan to spread Buddhism.

Now that their goal has been achieved, the two people's positions have changed greatly.

Jiang Shan was just a nominal priest in the Eastern Palace.

The word "registered" means you can leave or stay at any time.

No matter what, Lu Mingyuan still maintained respect for this extremely handsome monk in white.

But respect is always respect.

If Jiang Shan attacked Dayan, Lu Mingyuan would not be confused, nor would he show mercy.

When it comes to fighting, we must fight without any slackness.

This is Lu Mingyuan’s attitude.

At this moment.

On the other side of the distant snow-capped mountains.

The lights were bright in the military tent.

A handsome and heroic man wearing a golden robe and a three-legged golden crow-shaped royal crown that reflected dark gold under the lamp, a sword on his waist and a red cloak, stood in front of a topographic map.

He frowned and said, "No, our whereabouts have been discovered by the garrison of Jiayu Pass. The Great Yan Emperor will definitely not give up. Next, we have to think of a route for withdrawal."

"Brother Lingxiao, don't panic. At most, we can try another route. What we should find out most now is why it was leaked."

A young man in green clothes with wide sleeves, a tall crown and a jade hairpin beside him comforted him. On his wrist was a frost blue bracelet with a dragon pattern. His nose was three-dimensional and his facial features were sunken. He did not look like a person from the Central Plains. This man was none other than the current prince of the Silver Frost Empire, Wu Xun.

"How did Lu Mingyuan find out?"

Wu Xun was puzzled. They had been cautious enough and all the craftsmen and soldiers involved in the operation were under house arrest. However, they were exposed in the end and were ambushed by the elite troops of Dayan.

Luo Lingxiao sighed and said, "As the military sage said, we should build a plank road in the open while marching through Chencang in secret. It was all for this moment. Now that we have been discovered by Dayan, doesn't it mean that all the efforts of the Jinwu Nation for the past six months have been wasted?"

"The Emperor of Dayan is not an ordinary person. Don't look at him with ordinary eyes." The white-robed monk Jiang Shan served beside Wu Xun, clasped his hands together, and said lightly.

"The Imperial Master is right."

Wu Xun nodded slightly: "Lu Mingyuan is a ruthless character who emerged from the Nine Dragons' fight for the throne. He killed the king and became the emperor. No matter whether these nine sons are trash or extraordinary figures, Lu Mingyuan is a character that cannot be underestimated."

Luo Lingxiao affirmed this: "Lu Mingyuan is a great man of the time, and is definitely not weaker than any of the dynasty heirs of the six countries at present."

Jiang Shan said: "The Nine Dragons' fight for the throne was originally Emperor Yong'an's conspiracy. All the inheritances of the other eight princes were digested and absorbed by him. I'm afraid the word 'outstanding man' is not enough to describe him. It can't be expressed as 'not weaker than'. I'm afraid he is much stronger."

Luo Lingxiao thought he had overestimated him, but unexpectedly he underestimated him.

“All heritage.”

He murmured, "You mean the Second Prince's underground forces, the Seventh Prince's Yunwan Chamber of Commerce, plus the support of the Confucian Temple and the followers of the Taoist Alliance."

Jiang Shan nodded and said, "Behind him are people from the three religions."

Wu Xun said meaningfully: "Emperor Master, no matter what, you have helped him, and my father also supports this. It is true that everyone serves his own master, but we will be jealous of you speaking for him like this."

If his father supported Jiang Shan's departure to Dayan before in order to trip up Emperor Yong'an and divide Dayan, then there is no need for that now. However, Jiang Shan's position still leans towards Lu Mingyuan's side, which surprised him a little.

I didn't expect that after Emperor Yong'an fell, the current Dayan seems to be not so easy to deal with.

Jiang Shan smiled warmly: "No matter what, he is still my junior brother."

This explanation is quite apt.

Lu Mingyuan absorbed the relics of the Seventh Ancestor and, to some extent, is the descendant of Buddha.

As a witness, he is more like a protector.

Although their positions are different now, he still hopes that Lu Mingyuan will be well.

After all, Lu Mingyuan is already in his complete form, so even without him, Dragon Roars to the Sky can still be achieved.

Today, Dayan has no internal troubles, and the ruler and his subjects are united.

The combined power of the entire Great Yan is definitely not something that the Golden Crow Kingdom and the Silver Frost Empire can defeat. I'm afraid that only the six countries will have to unite to contend with them.

"Killing one's fellow disciples is considered a heinous crime in Buddhism, so Your Highnesses, it is better to take a long-term view."

Faced with Jiang Shan’s reminder, the two heirs of the country thought for a long time.

Luo Lingxiao finally chose to believe in himself.

He said with a sharp gaze, "There is no retreat on the path of cultivation. Since I want to lead the Golden Crow to glory, I am destined to fight the Great Flame. If I can't get rid of the Great Flame, how can I inherit the destiny?"

“The purpose is the same.”

Wu Xun agreed, smiling faintly: "Compared to the Song Dynasty's joint fight against the Great Underworld, this goal is more appropriate."

"You and I know very well that if Da Yan doesn't die, how can we fight for the destiny? We must first destroy Da Yan, and then we can rely on our own abilities."

"That's exactly what it means."

Luo Lingxiao waved his hand and said, "Retreat. We must seek help from the Great Sui Dynasty and the Great Wu Dynasty. I'm afraid our strength alone is not enough."

"can."

After Wu Xun nodded, he stepped back and Jiang Shan followed him.

Luo Lingxiao saw them retreat, and then a Taoist priest in a black robe appeared behind the curtain.

There was a look of sarcasm on the face beneath the black robe.

"Even though they will all turn their swords against each other in the end, they speak so righteously. Is this the ambition of the Human Dynasty? It really lives up to its reputation."

Luo Lingxiao ignored the meaning of his words, but said calmly:
"As long as we destroy Da Yan first, can we really get more destiny and luck?"

The black-robed Taoist priest smiled faintly and said, "Even if you don't believe me, don't you believe in the ancestral god of your Jinwu country, Jinwu?"

Luo Lingxiao glanced at him coldly and said, "If the Golden Crow Kingdom was destroyed before the Great Flame, would you still be able to laugh?"

"There is no reward without hard work, even if the final result is unknown. You should know this principle better than me."

Luo Lingxiao asked: "Don't you gods have any other ways to help besides this kind of instigation?"

"I'm sorry. I want to help you, but the environment here is too bad. Even if I can help you, I can only use one tenth of my strength, and I will be supervised by those people in the sky."

The black-robed Taoist priest spread his hands.

"Also, I am not a god. God is great."

"You can call me, Messenger of God."

Seven days passed.

The army led by Lu Mingyuan finally arrived at Jiayu Pass.

At this time, he led 200,000 elite soldiers of Dayan and marched towards the border in a mighty manner. In addition, hundreds of thousands of troops rushed from all over Dayan.

However, this is not the true strength of the entire Da Yan.

The total military force of the entire Dayan is as high as one million.

He has already mobilized more than half of them.

Other troops will also be stationed at the Great Wall in the north and border towns in other places.

Along the way, passing through many states and counties, Lu Mingyuan saw a lot of the customs and practices of Dayan, and was quite moved.

The people living under this land are all living seriously.

As an emperor, what I have to do is to protect this peace.

Lu Mingyuan walked out of the Nine-Dragon Chariot and saw the Cihang Fairy Sui Yuqing slowly landing on the ground. She was no longer flying and her face was a little red, as if she was drunk.

It looked very strange.

"Fairy, are you okay?" Lu Mingyuan shouted with great concern.

Ever since he ascended the throne and broke through the twelfth realm, the way he addressed Sui Yuqing has changed.

No longer calling her senior, she is called fairy.

It's not that he is arrogant, but in the world of cultivation, seniority is arranged according to strength. As his strength increases, he can't call others senior all his life.

"It's okay."

Sui Yuqing replied with some stammering, his speech was also intermittent.

"If you are not feeling well, take a rest."

Lu Mingyuan advised.

After he finished speaking, he remembered.

These days, the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching.

For a moment, he looked strange.

Since she is a witch, then what she said must be false, right?

(End of this chapter)