At the beginning, I gave up my military power with a cup of wine, and I ascended the throne

Chapter 339: Tianmen Emperor Shitian

In the courtyard.

Xiao Han was practicing his swordsmanship in a very methodical manner. With the four-foot-long dry sword in his hand, he performed a series of simple and unpretentious moves.

In the pavilion, Dayue was playing the zither, and the long and melodious sound of the zither echoed for a long time.

"Qing Yao."

A crisp voice was heard outside, and a pretty figure walked over in the cool breeze. She was wearing a loose and beautiful robe and a tight warrior costume underneath, which outlined her perfect curves. Her pretty face was charming, but extremely cold.

Who else could it be but Yuan Qingfeng holding a three-foot long sword with a scabbard in his hand?
As the daughter of Yuan Jingchen, Yuan Qingfeng's talent is unquestionable. After practicing in the academy for several months, she has made rapid progress.

She would come to Shuiyun Mountain every now and then to learn from Qingyao, but her swordsmanship was considered pretty good in the martial arts world.

But in front of Qingyao, the world's number one swordsman, he was still not good enough. Many times, he couldn't even last ten moves.

After all, his cultivation was personally taught by Xiao Han, and it was a true Zhixuan realm, and it was after a battle between the academy and the Peach Blossom Sword God.

After Xiao Han's comprehension of the immortal realm on land for some time, the speed of his cultivation progress was terrifying.

He was far superior to Yuan Qingfeng and was now faintly able to touch the barrier of the Grand Master of the Celestial Realm.

His swordsmanship is so sharp that it ranks among the top ten in the world.

"Why are you here again?"

Xiao Han stopped and looked at her, speechless.

"I'm not here to look for you."

After spending these days together, Yuan Qingfeng had a general idea of ​​the King of Xiliang's temper, so he became a little bolder.

"The Xiliang Palace is my territory."

He raised an eyebrow.

"You girl, you come and go as you please, you really think this is a teahouse or a wine shop."

"Hehe, then I won't leave."

There was a glimmer in Yuan Qingfeng's beautiful eyes. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised. She looked at him and said with a smile.

"Cough cough cough."

"If you're not afraid, just stay."

Xiao Han curled his lips.

At this time, Qingyao, who heard the noise, came out of the house. The two girls came together, holding hands, and walked into the house, talking and laughing.

He could hear the two girls chatting inside even from Wang Mian.

"This girl."

He shook his head, put away his sword, and walked towards the pavilion.

Dayue stopped, cut a cup of hot tea and handed it to her, saying softly: "Although not as good as Qingyao, but also a good physique. Given time, not to mention the immortal realm on land, I should be able to reach the celestial realm."

"Good taste."

Xiaohan chuckled.

into the night.

The night is dark, the evening breeze is blowing, and it is bitingly cold. In early spring, it becomes cold after the sun sets.

The courtyard was brightly lit, with a solitary moon rising into the sky and then setting. In the distance, one could vaguely see the movement of people and carriages in the Military and Political Department courtyard.

Every day, there is a large amount of official correspondence between the Military and Political Department and the Xiliang Prefecture Yamen.

In the side hall.

The fire was blazing, emitting billowing hot air. The candle flame was swaying, with the light and darkness fluctuating. Xiao Han was not paying attention, as he was concentrating on reading the ancient Taoist book in his hand.

The Six Yuan True Art and the Nine Yang Immortal Fist's mental formulas were running simultaneously in the body, mobilizing the original true qi to the Youzhou, the eight extraordinary meridians, and the limbs and bones.

for a long time.

The night is dark.

The evening breeze outside also became noisy, rustling the grass and trees. With the moonlight and candlelight, it cast lush shadows on the doors and windows.

The door of the side hall was pushed open a crack, and a moment later, someone walked out and threw himself directly into the man's arms.

"Son."

The man in black robe fell down, and it was none other than Luowang's master, Ruoyan.

Having not seen each other for a long time, Ruoyan naturally wanted to test each other's kung fu. In the past two years, Ruoyan's cultivation has improved rapidly.

Especially in palm and leg techniques, he used both hands to support Yue and made a big handprint, rushing straight towards him.

The swaying was faint and extremely powerful, showing the momentum of attacking from both sides, trying to lock his offensive.

He easily broke Ruoyan's holding hand, pinched his sword finger, pointed out a sword, and drove straight in, as powerful as thunder and lightning, using his finger as a sword, and in an instant, stabbed out hundreds of swords. Ruoyan opened her eyes wide, with a little shock in her beautiful eyes, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead, obviously frightened by this sword finger.

But she knew that the man would not hurt her, so she mustered up her courage, and instead of retreating, she took half a step forward and took the initiative to meet the man with a powerful palm force.

“Good technique.”

Xiao Han was delighted to see the prey, so he dispersed his sword fingers and activated his domineering sword technique. The two of them fought for hundreds of moves in the hall and were evenly matched. Of course, he was deliberately letting the opponent win.

After a thousand moves, Ruoyan was defeated and panting, she said: "Young Master's martial arts skills have exceeded my imagination."

"This kind of martial arts is not something that ordinary people can possess."

"Tell me, is there any good news after this trip?"

Xiao Han dispersed his internal energy, picked up the teacup, took a sip, and asked with a smile.

"Ah."

Ruoyan nodded, then took out a white jade porcelain bottle from her sleeve and said, "This is the blood of the wild elephant that I got."

"Is the real dragon found?"

He put away the jade bottle and asked again.

"Have."

Ruoyan pursed her lips and said, "Luowang has already found out where Shenlong Island is."

"But Tianmen seems to be targeting Shenlong as well."

"Tianmen?"

Xiao Han raised an eyebrow.

"Yes."

"As far as I know, Tianmen has recruited a large number of martial arts masters. The old man Emperor Shitian should want to slay the dragon just like you, young master."

"Slay the dragon?"

Xiao Han sneered, "Is he worthy?"

"Can you find the location of the Heavenly Gate?"

Xiao Han raised the corner of his mouth, "It just so happens that I have nothing to do recently."

"Sir, are you going to take action against Tianmen?"

"Ah."

He nodded. "I had to be patient before, for fear of alarming the Northern Wei and the Central Plains. Now that Hexi Province and Orange Island have fallen into my hands, the overall situation in the world has been settled."

"hehe."

Ruoyan smiled and said, "Master, are you planning to conquer the world with the land of the six states?"

"Destroy Northern Wei in five years."

Xiao Han is confident: "Ten years of riding a horse across the south of the Yangtze River."

"Although I can't find the Heavenly Gate for the time being, there are people who can find it."

Ruoyan said: "The Holy Mother of Tianmen has been born. We just need to capture her and use some tricks to make her tell us where Tianmen is."

"Remember not to alert the enemy when you take action. You must do it secretly."

"Don't worry, sir."

Ruoyan raised her eyebrows: "Are you still uneasy about my work?"

"But Indra's background is probably more than just Xu Fu's."

She said, "This old thing must be related to heaven."

"Heaven?"

Xiao Han looked contemptuously: "In the human world, even the immortals in heaven are no match for me. If one comes, I will kill one. If two come, I will kill a pair."

"Go ahead and capture the Holy Mother of Tianmen."

"promise."

Ruoyan disappeared silently from the hall in the blink of an eye, as if she had never appeared.

"Uncle Zhou."

Xiao Han sat down and shouted.

"Your Majesty."

Uncle Zhou walked in from outside with a kind smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)