What is the most prominent feature of a dynasty from prosperity to decline, and from decline to destruction?

One is a waste of life for the people, two is corruption of officials, three is corruption of laws and regulations, and four is internal and external troubles. Now the Southern Song Dynasty is facing this situation. As long as officials are brave enough, they can completely regard the law as nothing, sell their official positions, sell their souls, and make huge profits...

Su Jin is very rich now, especially rich.

Wang Chongyang was a young genius. When he was young, he served his family and country. He launched a large number of righteous flags, fought against the Jin soldiers, and conquered cities and land. He was no less than the famous generals of the world. He created a grand career in the Central Plains and accumulated a lot of wealth.

Later, due to the intentional difficulties in the court and the support was not enough, the comrades in the siege were killed or injured. He became a monk in anger and used thousands of manpower in Zhongnan Mountain. After four years, a tomb of the Living Dead was built, burying all the weapons, armor, gold, silver and treasures here... Later, the tomb of the Living Dead was won by Lin Chaoying, and the current ancient tomb sect was found.

There is a large amount of gold and silver buried in the ancient tomb. Neither Xiaolongnu nor Grandma Sun spent so much money, she piled up like garbage. Su Jin had great ambitions and naturally could not ignore it, so he exchanged it for silver notes early and collected it on his body. Now it is a great use...

Under the strategy of gold and silver, the Imperial City Secretary, who had been silent for a long time, once again showed his minions and according to Su Jin's will, he delivered messages, and brought famous swordsmanship to him and gathered them into his hands.

It's very sad and even more ridiculous. The Imperial City Department, which once made the heroes in the world frightened, is now rotten by gold and silver, willingly becoming a tool in Su Jin's hands... Ten years ago, this was simply a fantasy!

Forty-two days later, the streams turned into ice by the Wei River.

Two young figures, a man and a woman, were holding ordinary iron swords and stepped on the thin ice surface. The figures were intertwined, the sword blades flew, and the cold light flashed, and the sound of crisp impact was endless.

"Crack, creak, creak..." At some point, an ancient carriage suddenly came over the snow and stopped silently on the banks of the Weishui River. When the two figures on the river ice heard this subtle sound, they suddenly separated like lightning, stepped on the void, and landed lightly on the ground.

"Yelu Qi, Yelu Yan..." In the carriage, an illusory voice sounded, difficult to distinguish between men and women, and irresponsible.

"Who are you?" Yelu Qi, who was tall and handsome, held the sword in his hand tightly and asked nervously.

Although his martial arts skills are not high, he has followed the old naughty boy Zhou Botong and traveled around the world for a while. His eyes have already become ignorant eyes. It can be seen that this carriage that reveals a strange atmosphere everywhere should not be provoked by the brother and sister. Moreover, judging from the other party's name as soon as possible, the other party obviously came prepared.

"Bang, bang!" Just as he frowned and thought, a jade hand lifted the curtain of the car, and two streams of light flew out, penetrated heavily into the earth in front of them, revealing two swords, one red and one blue.

"The Chixiao Sword, rumored that Emperor Gao killed the white snake in Nanshan, blowing his hair and cutting iron like mud. The Tianshuang Sword is the ancient hero Yi Shuihan's sword, and is famous all over the world." The illusory voice sounded again: "Do you... want it?"

The Yelu brother and sister were stunned.

The sound is full of bewitching and seduction, like a demon's murmur, and there are unpredictable crises and risks hidden behind it, which is chilling.

"Thank you for your kindness, but you will not receive any reward without any merit. We cannot ask for these two divine swords." Yelu Qi said with a cautious face.

"Bang!"

A bamboo book was thrown out of the carriage, and the tempting voice sounded again: "This is the Nine Yin True Sutra. With your knowledge, I should not need to explain what the Nine Yin True Sutra is, right?"

The Yelu brother and sister were completely shocked!

If the Chixiao Sword and the Tianshuang Sword can make them look like tigers and greatly enhance their strength, then the Nine Yin True Sutra is an opportunity to truly change their destiny! In the world, no one knows that if they can practice the Nine Yin True Sutra, they will be the worst of being the overlord or even dominate the world!

If people in the world know that the Nine Yin Scriptures are here, it will definitely cause a bloody storm and create a grand event in the world!

"Who is your lord? What do you want to do in this way?" Yelu Qi asked in a dry voice, pressing his pounding heart.

In the carriage, Su Jin wore a bronze mask on her face and chuckled and said, "It doesn't matter what purpose I have. What's important is your choice!"

“What if we choose to refuse?”

"Guo'er, what do you think?" Su Jin asked.

Yang Guo jumped out of the carriage, pulled out the black iron heavy sword behind him, saluted and said, "Brother Yelu, please give me advice!"

"A Yan, you can rush the formation for me." Yelu Qi looked at the giant sword in Yang Guo's hand, looked down at the ordinary iron sword in his hand, and simply inserted it on the ground. He rolled up the Chixiao sword in his sleeves, and quickly slaughtered at Yang Guo like a ball of fire.

"boom!"

A heavy sword has no edge, and a great trick is not skillful.

When the powerful and powerful Black Iron Sword combined with the strong internal force Yang Guo, the consequences were extremely terrifying, and it achieved the effect of one force reducing ten times.

After one blow, the Chixiao Sword came out of his hand and threw it high, drew a graceful arc in the air, and penetrated deeply into the soil. Yelu Qi's body flew upside down uncontrollably, and a mouthful of red blood was spewed out halfway through, his face pale in an instant, smashing the ice surface in a mess, and falling into the river.

"Brother!" Yelu Yan's heart was almost scared out of her chest, and she rushed towards the river like crazy, but saw Yelu Qi crawling out of the river with water all over her body.

"I'm fine, A Yan." Yelu Qi patted the girl who rushed to the back of her arms, signaled her to let go of herself, and said to Yang Guo with a sincere look: "Thank you for your mercy, otherwise, it would be difficult for me to stand up."

"Please take the sword and secret book and follow us. Otherwise, I will not show mercy again next time." Yang Guo was excited, but his face tried to be tense and expressionless, maintaining his master's demeanor.

Yelu Qi was silent for a long time, raised his eyes to the carriage and said, "Our master is the old naughty boy Zhou Botong. Can you give him a face and let us siblings go?"

"What if I say no?" Su Jin said lightly.

"Pretending to be a ghost, pretending to be profound, I dare not even give me Zhou Botong's face. I think you are tired of living." A sound full of energy suddenly seemed like thunder exploded in the sky. Before everyone could react, a figure had already crossed the sky and approached infinitely the top of the carriage.

"Bang!"

Ouyang Feng punched Zhou Botong's palm and stopped his figure. His turbid eyes stared at the other party's short body, and he was full of fighting spirit!

"Are you... Western Poison Ouyang Feng?" The old naughty boy with white hair and short figure stared at Ouyang Feng for a long time. Thunder suddenly sounded in his mind, and a hint of horror appeared on his face.
Chapter completed!