Imperial capital.

The afterglow of the morning broke through the heavy lead clouds, and with a grand momentum, it spread on the road of the imperial city, as if covered with gold.

The newly promoted officials and ministers straightened their official hats and walked carefully to the Purple Gold Palace.

Tang Xiansheng followed Tang Yimo, father and son, walking on the strange city roads.

Jiang Li was wearing silver armor, and Chi Lian followed him.

Standing beside the white stone railings of the imperial city.

Jiang Li held his hands, and the red robe behind him was churning, quietly watching the officials who stepped across the threshold of the Purple Gold Palace and entered the hall.

He saw Tang Xiansheng.

Through Xu Yuan, Tang Xiansheng nodded slightly at him.

Jiang Li also nodded and replied with greetings.

All officials entered the court.

The eunuch's sharp voice teared the silence of dawn.

The newly promoted ministers stood on both sides of the Zijin Palace hall with panic. During this period, too much blood was shed in the imperial capital. The little emperor suddenly became cruel and ruthless, with iron-blooded means, and killed people if he had disagreements.

Almost all the officials in the court have changed new people.

Yuwen Xiu Gao sat on the dragon throne and squinted his eyes at the officials below.

Although they are all new faces, Yuwen Xiu is very satisfied.

"Your Majesty, there is a secret report from the North County."

A burly military official walked out of the lineup of officials and bowed.

"Dan Taixuan of Beijun discovered a new dragon farming place and is now leading a large army to..."

On the dragon throne, Yu Wenxiu narrowed her eyes.

He did not answer the minister immediately, but instead gently rubbed his fingers on the dragon chaise, looking at the other side, standing in the court, sleepy Tang Xiansheng.

"Tang Aiqing."

Yuwen Xiu said.

Tang Xiansheng did not respond, so Yuwen Xiu increased his tone, which made Tang Xiansheng wake up completely.

"Beijun found another place to raise dragons. Tang Aiqing thought how should the Great Zhou Dynasty deal with it?"

Yuwen Xiu was not annoyed and asked indifferently.

"There was originally a Buzhou Peak to raise dragons in the North County, but that dragon-raising place was a very bad place. Dan Tai Xuan lost 30,000 soldiers there, so it is not enough to worry about the Buzhou Peak to raise dragons, but... this new dragon-raising place is hard to say."

"It's hard to say that North County may rise with the help of this dragon-raising land."

Tang Xiansheng said seriously.

"Oh? Then what should Tang Aiqing thinks?"

Yuwen Xiu asked.

"Fight North County!"

"Snatch the dragon-raising land found by Dan Taixuan, and Tailing Wentian Peak to raise dragon-raising land!"

A stream of iron blood suddenly burst out from Tang Xiansheng's old body.

As soon as the words came out, the whole court seemed to be boiling.

Fighting North County?!

With the current situation of the Great Zhou Dynasty, how can we attack Beijun?

"His Majesty!"

"Our 100,000 troops in Nanjun are already on the road and will become a pioneer, help the Great Zhou attack the Northern County, and seize the land of raising dragons!"

Tang Xiansheng bowed to Yuwen Xiu.

"Oh? Tang Aiqing's army of 100,000?"

Yuwen Xiu narrowed his eyes.

"No, it's Your Majesty's army of 100,000!"

Tang Xiansheng raised his head and said seriously.

"I beg your Majesty to ask General Jiang Li to lead his army to attack Beijun. Only a generation of military gods, General Jiang Li, can curb the Beijun army with Mo Beike as his aide. He can no longer let Beijun have the Dragon Land, otherwise there will be endless troubles!"

Tang Xiansheng actually wanted Jiang Li to take charge of the battle?

Under Yuwen Xiu's eyes, the dangerous aura became more and more intense.

However, Yuwen Xiu was a little moved when he thought that the imperial capital now had a Black Dragon Guard.

If we can really capture the next dragon-raising land again, it will definitely be a great thing for the Great Zhou Dynasty and can cultivate more black dragon guards.

Moreover, although Jiang Li is the spiritual pillar of the imperial guards today, in addition to Jiang Li, there is also Kong Nanfei, and the imperial guards are at least worry-free.

If you want to attack Beijun, you must do it as soon as possible. If it is too late, Dan Tai Xuan will cultivate a army of cultivators from the dragon gate, and the difficulty of winning will increase exponentially.

Yuwen Xiu gently rubbed the dragon chair's palms stagnated.

Finally, he let out a breath.

Make up your mind.

...

Beiluo, the island in the middle of the lake.

Lu Fan put away the chessboard and chess pieces.

He leaned against the wheelchair, leaned against the railing, carried a bronze wine glass and drank a drink.

Everything on the island in the middle of the lake seems a bit quiet and leisurely.

Ni Yu is refining elixirs, and she is working hard to refine three pill patterns from the Qi Gathering Pill.

Jing Yue kept practicing swords by the lakeside. After getting a new sword, he couldn't let it go.

Nie Shuang supported his mother and walked slowly along the edge of the island, enjoying and experiencing the scenery of the island in the middle of the lake.

In the pavilion of the White Jade Temple.

There was a sound of ironwork resounding continuously, which was the sound of Gongshu feather refining weapon.

He promised to refine the scabbard for Jing Yue, and he would naturally make it with all his heart.

Lu Fan took a sip of wine, and the wine entered his throat, with a unique sourness.

His gaze seemed to see through the dragon gate and saw the protracted war in the central palace.

Nie Changqing, Ning Zhao and others fought against the existence of the ancient Tibetan realm, and the battle reached a heightened level.

In terms of true strength, Nie Changqing and others were not as good as this ancient body Tibetan realm, so they could only choose to fight for a long time and grind away the spiritual vortex of this ancient body Tibetan realm bit by bit.

Only in this way can there be a chance.

This is a battle that takes time and patience. After watching it for a while, Lu Fan stopped watching it.

...

Luo Yue felt that Xie Yunling's condition was a bit strange, but he couldn't tell what was strange.

Luo Yue admires this existence of the Hundred Schools of the Ages. They once represented the peak of an era. Although they have been surpassed by the young master today, they are qualified to win his admiration.

"Do you want to see the young master?"

Luo Yue did not doubt that he was there.

After all, the Dao Sect where Xie Yunling is located is now the Dao Pavilion under Bai Yujing. It is normal for him to come to see Lu Fan.

Luo Yue led Xie Yunling to the island in the middle of the lake with his elite soldiers.

Xie Yunling stood by the lake, looking at Beiluo Lake shrouded in thick fog, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes.

"The world is blessed with great spiritual energy."

"It is worthy of being the gate of the world's number one cultivator. It is indeed a good place."

Xie Yunling muttered.

"Senior, what did you say?" Luo Yue was a little confused and turned his head to ask.

Xie Yunling shook his head, his eyes as if they were emitting a splendor, as if they were about to penetrate the thick fog covering Beiluo Lake.

Luo Yue found a wooden boat, Xie Yunling got on the boat, and his Taoist robe flew in the wind.

As the wooden boat sailed, it gradually poured into the thick fog.

After breaking through the thick fog, I saw a stunning island in the middle of the lake.

Standing on the wooden boat.
To be continued...