Starting from the martial arts world, Gan became a true master of martial arts.

At dawn, the golden sun pierces through the night haze, pours down between heaven and earth, and awakens all living things.

In Jingzhou City, the sound of the day's bell spreads and echoes with the curling smoke from cooking fires throughout the city, filling the entire Jingzhou City.

Jingzhou was peaceful and vendors who made a living by selling goods had already been shouting at their stalls.

Fang Xuan bought a random breakfast and ate while walking.

The sun was rising at this time, and there were not many people on the streets, but everyone's face was filled with happiness.

Fang Xuan ate breakfast silently, feeling the happiness in the hearts of the people in the city.

Human hearts are strange. They are not simply black and white. Everyone has his or her own pursuits, but in this world, only ordinary people are pursuing a simple peace in the world.

However, under the crisis of evil invasion, this simplest and most rustic request has become extremely luxurious.

The Taichu Secret Realm needs him, but Fang Xuan doesn't want to limit his time at this time.

This was the first time that I had a disagreement with Ruan Hong.

While thinking, Fang Xuan had already arrived in the south of the city.

Swish!
A golden light streaked across the street and finally stopped beside Fang Xuan.

Lingxi yawned, feeling somewhat bored: "Fang Xuan, the recovery of Yanzhou is easier than I thought, and your brother is even more ruthless than I thought."

"Three hundred thousand Red Eyebrow followers were killed without any hesitation. I never did such a cruel thing when I was in the Taichu Secret Realm."

Although the Dragon Whale Army was the main force in the attack on Yanzhou, these powerful men in the Divine Wandering Realm did not relax.

"A fight between two armies is much more complicated than a fight between us warriors. Xiaoli must have his own reasons for doing this, so you and I don't need to worry about it."

Fang Xuan threw a steaming meat bun to Lingxi and said something nonchalantly.

After following Fang Xuan for so many years, Lingxi gradually got used to the human diet. He swallowed the meat bun in two bites, but still felt unsatisfied: "Cheng Fu Ji's meat dumplings still taste the same."

After saying that, Lingxi became inexplicably sad: "The evil demons have invaded Jiuzhou. Even we warriors don't know what the future holds for the people of the world."

The evil spirit weighs on everyone's mind, and there seems to be an lingering haze in everyone's heart.

"You humans are really weird. What's so good about being an emperor? I am better off living freely in the Taichu Secret Realm.

Now that the Nine Provinces are divided and facing the invasion of evil demons, they still have to fight for the throne. "

As he spoke, Lingxi thought of something and looked at Fang Xuan awkwardly: "Of course, you still have to be the emperor!"

As a monster, it naturally does not understand the greed of human desires.

"I have no intention of becoming an emperor. I have done so much just to make the people of the world live like human beings."

Fang Xuan was neither hurried nor slow:
"If you want to do it and can achieve this goal, it's fine for you to do it."

For any secular dynasty, apart from the so-called illusory dragon luck, if it wants to prosper forever, the people are the foundation.

Although the world of Jiuzhou is different, warriors have a huge deterrent effect on the dynasty, but all martial arts sects still need to rely on the dynasty to determine their own rise and fall.

Therefore, looking at the thousands of years of history of Kyushu, countless dynasties have disappeared in the long river of history, and it is also a history of the succession of dynasties and struggles between martial arts sects.

Be it the throne or the martial arts sect, it is no longer a problem for Fang Xuan. With his supernatural powers and great strength, everything will slowly fade away over the long years.

The so-called six hundred-year "curse" of successive dynasties was not caused by one person, but by heaven and the people's will!
"Come with me to Yanzhou in a few days. I need to find something."

Before leaving, Fang Xuan decided to let Lingxi go with him.

Lingxi didn't ask any further questions, but just agreed casually.

As expected, the news of Yanzhou's fall did not cause much stir. Even the Dragon Whale Army's act of slaughtering 300,000 Red Eyebrow believers did not cause much response.

The reason is nothing more than the will of the people.

Although the people in different parts of Kyushu were far away from each other, the news of the Red Eyebrow Army's actions in Jingzhou spread as fast as a dragon crossing the river.

To everyone, Hongmei's practice of controlling other people's minds in order to seek unification within the country has long been despised by all parties.

Naturally, their downfall will not arouse sympathy from others.

The barbarians and Daqian are still silent.

On the contrary, after Yanzhou was completely conquered by the Dragon Whale Army, the ruling class of Dayang lived in fear every day.

Many sects have secretly moved their sects to Yanzhou and Zhongzhou. Although Emperor Xiaozong and General Gu Chengxuan wanted to control them, it was too late.

Only some strict laws can be promulgated, but these laws cannot belong to the turbulent human heart.

But the whole world of Jiuzhou did not become peaceful because of this. Beneath the surface calm, a huge wave of wind and waves was slowly gathering.

Wanzhou, Imperial Court, Upper Study.

Emperor Xiaozong looked at the scattered ministers waiting outside and felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart.

From his perspective, the reason why the Dayang Dynasty eventually fell apart at such a rapid speed was because of the royal court battle between him and Gu Chengxuan.

Outside the study, as a group of ministers waited, Gu Cheng, wearing black armor, slowly walked along the corridor.

"General!"

All the ministers saluted. Taiwei Zhou Liang stepped forward to salute and said, "General, less than one-third of the people attended the court meeting today. Even the Prime Minister has gone home on sick leave."

Gu Chengxuan's expression did not change at all. He just nodded slightly and walked straight to the study.

In the upper study, Emperor Xiaozong Li Nan sat at his desk. There was a pile of memorials in front of him, but he did not look through any of them.

Obviously of a bad nature.

"Your Majesty!" Gu Chengxuan bowed and saluted.

Emperor Xiaozong Li Nan finally regained a lot of strength. He looked out the door and said self-deprecatingly, "Only these ministers attended the morning court. I am such a coward as an emperor."

"General, if you have any bad news, please tell me all of it!"

"I have come to terms with this. Since Dayang's destiny has come to this, it is not a bad thing to follow it."

Gu Chengxuan was silent for a moment. He originally wanted to comfort Emperor Xiaozong, but seeing Dayang's current situation, even his own confidence had begun to waver.

After thinking for a long time, he slowly said: "In the border area, a large number of people fled to Yanzhou. Only a few old, weak and sick people are left in the surrounding cities. Maybe it won't be long before they become empty cities!"

Emperor Xiaozong Li Nan nodded silently and said, "What else?"

Gu Chengxuan paused for a moment, "Fang Xuan will not attack Wanzhou for the time being, but with the loss of people in Wanzhou, I don't see any hope."

Emperor Xiaozong Li Nan was a little surprised. In his impression, Gu Chengxuan had never wavered in his beliefs!
Although he had thousands of doubts in his heart, he was unable to speak for a while. After a long time, he finally uttered a few words: "General, what should we do?" Gu Chengxuan did not answer directly, but said solemnly: "I just received news that a strong man from Tianwai Tian has come and told me that within five to ten years, the evil demons will invade the world of Jiuzhou."

"Your Majesty, in my opinion, the evil spirits are our real enemies."

In the great battle in Shangjing City, the evil methods completely shocked the world. Many people realized that outside of Jiuzhou, there were such evil creatures coveting Jiuzhou.

Emperor Xiaozong Li Nan was no exception. Upon hearing this, he smiled bitterly and said, "Five to ten years. That is to say, even if I revive Dayang, within five to ten years, perhaps the entire Kyushu will not be able to escape this catastrophe."

"General, can you contact Fang Xuan? I want to discuss surrender."

Gu Chengxuan was stunned, although he already had this idea.

Surrendering at this time is the only way to save Li Nan, but when Li Nan said it himself, he still felt extremely sad.

After a moment of silence, he said solemnly: "Your Majesty, I am ashamed of the late emperor's trust!"

Emperor Xiaozong Li Nan laughed bitterly, looked at the ceiling above his head, and said sadly: "General, you have done your best. There is no need to blame yourself."

"I am ashamed of my ancestors in Dayang!"

Zhongzhou, Zecheng.

Zhuangyuan Lane.

The changes in Jiuzhou have brought unprecedented stability to Zhongzhou.

This cramped bookstore has the potential to sprout new leaves like an old tree, and passers-by every day will buy a few books.

It's just that the bookstore's business has improved, but the owner of the bookstore is becoming more depressed.

Even a little unhappy!

"It's strange that you, the boss, look so unhappy even though you have business!"

At some point, an old man and an old monk were already standing in front of the bookstore. It seemed that even the world was unaware of their appearance.

The scholar in white ignored the two people's jokes, put down the book in his hand, looked at the chessboard that had been occupied by someone under the green willows in the distance, and sighed slightly in his heart:

"Come down, come down. We are the outsiders in this game."

The slightly haggard old man stretched out his hand, and the two people who were playing chess under the green willows disappeared. Everything around him was silent and still.

The scholar in white retracted his gaze, and a white light flashed between his eyebrows. "But you, as soon as you came to Zhongzhou, you wanted to ruin my world. Thousands of years have passed, and your temper really hasn't changed at all!"

The scholar walked out of the bookstore, walked along the alley to the willows, and with a slight wave of his right hand, an illusory chessboard emerged.

The old monk still chanted Buddhist teachings.

The old man shook his head and said, "What's the use of this world? I have been walking in the world for thousands of years, but it has still been discovered by others.

It’s just that we haven’t been caught yet, so this old man from Tianwaitian has given us a little face.”

The scholar in white had a bad look on his face. "You think too highly of yourself. After walking in the human world for thousands of years, the person you finally chose turned out to be an evil demon. If I were your deceased master, I would have already lifted the lid of my coffin."

The old man didn't care, he turned his head and looked at Xiang Luo, "You want to provoke me with your little ability, wouldn't my thousands of years of practice become a joke."

"I won't waste my time talking nonsense, let's get down to business."

The old man took out an ancient book from his arms and placed it in front of the scholar in white.

The old man reached out his hand, picked up the ancient book, and slowly opened it. Suddenly, the countless words inside seemed to come alive, constantly flowing and jumping.

Seeing this ancient book, a trace of reminiscence appeared on the face of the white-clothed scholar, and he said slowly: "He still didn't accept it."

The old man smiled slightly, his eyes fell on the ancient book, "Since you, Junior Brother, are determined to take that path, none of us can help you."

"Now that the three of us are gathered here, we must be prepared for the impending catastrophe."

The scholar in white remained silent, looking away from the ancient book, and said helplessly: "The order of heaven and earth has undergone a huge change. I can no longer calculate anything else."

"In my opinion, there are only three options before us."

The old monk who had been chanting Buddhist teachings also stopped instantly and looked at the scholar in white.

Under the gaze of the two, the scholar in white said slowly: "First, sacrifice the last True Seal Black Dragon and use her body to re-construct the Dragon Well. Although it cannot completely solve the current trouble, it can at least buy Jiuzhou a thousand years."

"Second, we will bring the excellent seeds from Kyushu and find other places where they can take root and sprout."

Before the white-robed scholar finished speaking, the old man said sternly: "The Nine Provinces and the world are the foundation of our race, how can we escape!"

The scholar in white knew the old man's temper and said with a smile, "Just listen to me."

"Third, gather all the power of the Nine Provinces and create another emperor!"

"Amitabha." Master Hongxian chanted the Buddha's name and said seriously, "The second part is not acceptable. As for Zhenlongjing, even if we buy Jiuzhou a thousand years, what will happen after a thousand years?"

"The foundation of Buddhism is cut off, and the power of Confucianism has escaped far beyond the heavens, to the Xuanmen"

As they spoke, the scholar in white and Master Hongxian both looked at the old man and sighed helplessly.

The old man's face suddenly darkened, and he almost gritted his teeth and said, "What does the split of Xuanmen have to do with me?"

The three of them looked at each other for a moment, and finally sighed helplessly, "There is only one last choice over there, but in the current Nine Provinces, are there any emperor seeds?"

The old man shook his head: "Although Ling Xihe is not far from that step, she can't bear this great power."

The scholar in white looked up at the sky and said slowly: "If I really have to choose, I will wait for my junior brother."

Master Hongxian nodded silently, "I still put all my hopes on that real dragon. If he really represents destiny, there is still a chance."

Seeing the determination in the old monk's eyes, the two of them felt a sense of admiration from the bottom of their hearts.

"In that case, let's release the True Seal Black Dragon first."

"Something has happened to the wall guard in Zhongzhou. If there is unrest in Longjing, Jiukou Town, our decision today will be meaningless!"

The three of them nodded at the same time.

Master Hongxian slowly raised his head, with Buddhist teachings turning in his eyes, "The Barbarian King has awakened, we still need to confirm their choice in this matter."

Hearing this, the withered old man's face suddenly showed a trace of displeasure, "What do you care about that idiot whose brain is controlled by his limbs! As long as he doesn't cause us any trouble, everything will be fine!"

The white-robed scholar's expression also turned serious. He looked at the old man seriously and said, "I'm afraid he will really cause trouble for us!"

The old man's face was uglier than ever. He was silent for a long while before he said coldly, "I'll go there myself. If it doesn't work, I don't mind letting him sleep for a few hundred more years!" (End of this chapter)