Ze Tian Ji Chapter 34: Businessmen in power
There are many roads in Mausoleum of Books, but only one road can directly climb to the top of the mausoleum, that is, the Divine Avenue made of white jade in the south.
Tomb climbing by Divine Avenue is a very symbolic event.
Only the emperor and Pope and Holy Maiden of the South are eligible to take Divine Avenue, which represents supreme authority.
Xun Mei has many people tried Divine Avenue before, but there seems to be no other successful example except Zhou Dufu.
Wang Po wants to break through Divine Avenue, it is to fulfill the promise to old friends, it is a provocation to the court, and it is even a revenge on Emperor Taizong.
Xu Yourong stands deep in the woods of Hundred Herb Garden, the grass on the slightly grave of looks at, and whispered, "You said, Taoist Ji is the most loyal courtier of Emperor Taizong, even some perverted fanatic followers. May this be allowed to happen? "
The breeze was blowing on the leaves and the tender green grass that had just emerged from the ground. Divine Empress Tianhai was here, and no one could answer her question.
"It's really tense to think of being hostile to such a perverted character."
Xu Yourong's expression is very calm, she can't see the tension described in her words, only the slightly fluttering eyelashes, revealing her true mood at this moment.
The things she is going to do or the decision is too terrible. With a little carelessness, millions of people may die tragically.
To make such a decision, or to convince the entire Continent that she dares to make such a decision, requires her to have an extremely strong will.
The will is so powerful and naturally ruthless. This is the way to go.
Xu Yourong's eyebrows are slightly squinted, looks at is a bit weak and pity.
No one has seen her like this.
Even when Zhou Garden was seriously injured and dying, even if she was close to her like Chen Changshen, she had never seen it.
Only the smooth stone road on Muyu and the tree by the cliff have been seen before.
The index fingers of both hands lightly touch together in the breeze.
Where her looks at fingertips meet, she said to herself, "You can do it, you can do it."
With a seemingly weak and slightly timid murmur, her eyelashes gradually stopped trembling.
She looked up, looking again at the slightly green pasture, her eyes were calm.
The calmness of most peak is indifference.
Don't say a piece of green grass, even the torrential flood can't make her care.
"May Holy Light be with you forever."
Xu Yourong turns around and walks out of Hundred Herb Garden.
With the flick of her skirt, a wild flower grows in the green grass, and then a golden flame suddenly emerges, turning into nothingness.
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It's not too far from Xun Mei's hut to the bottom of Divine Avenue. When the Chen Changshen and Gou Hanshi and others rushed past, it didn't take long.
But Wang Po has gone a long time.
I do n’t know when already came out of the sheath and he was holding it in his hand.
If people see this scene, they will be shocked and more puzzled.
When he battled Tie Shu in the snow that year, he didn't pull out his sword for a long time, and finally broke the world with one stroke.
Why did he pull out the iron knife so early today? To whom is he going to cut?
Wang Po is not about people.
Today's Mausoleum of Books is too deserted, and you can't see any Dao Practitioner of Study Stele, even those Sworn to the Steles don't know where to go.
Even if these people are present, no one is qualified to let him (to) unsheathe the blade.
He cut off the branches that crossed the road, the already decaying fences, and the bluestones that were uneven because of years of disrepair.
As the iron knife falls, the branches become shavings, the bamboo hedge becomes powder, and the bluestone becomes the end. Then it is blown away by the wind and becomes flat and brand new.
After he left, the sharp knife marks on the mud and bluestone gradually disappeared, but blade intent was hidden in a deeper space, covering something.
Wang Po walked under Divine Avenue and looked at the gazebo that used to be existence.
already now knows that Divine General Han Qing already Breakthrough was in Saint.
No wonder that Xun Mei just woke up from a dream that night, at the peak, he still couldn't pass this level.
Who will stop him from breaking into Divine Avenue today?
Wang Po did not walk towards Divine Avenue, Quietly waited for that person's arrival.
His iron knife re-enters the sheath, but the sword still crosses between heaven and earth, and it keeps rising slowly.
He will not worry, because the longer the time, the more perfect the sword will be, until it is round and there are no gaps.
This may be the reason. It didn't take long before the person he waited for appeared.
The breeze moved the clear water in the shallow canal, producing countless fine ripples, forming countless complicated patterns.
The subtle meaning of heaven and earth is hidden in the water pattern, diluting the blade of Wang Po a lot.
Shang Xingzhou appeared on Divine Avenue. The sleeves were light, and her black hair was combed without any clutter. Yinghua was aggressive.
Wang Po said: "Sure enough, nothing new."
He is not surprised by the appearance of Shang Xingzhou, no one thinks it will be a surprise.
The people in the world who can prevent him from breaking into Divine Avenue are Shang Xingzhou.
Shang Xingzhou did not answer the call.
He cares more about the actual result than speaking.
His looks at Wang Po is full of appreciation, just like looks at's own best younger.
But that appreciation finally turned into regret.
In his plan, Wang Po will play a very important role in the subsequent Northern Expedition. Even the heavy task of breaking Old Snow City is ready to be given to the other party.
Unfortunately, such an excellent Human Race strongman is going to die today.
A rain came to the air of Mausoleum of Books with the arrival of Shang Xingzhou.
That's not spring rain, but arrow rain.
With intensive buzzing, countless branches and arrows and crossbows fell like heavy rain.
The arrows and sticks are in fierce friction with the air, bringing out the fire, and there is a Holy Light glare in between.
Wang Po did not turn around, already sensed the arrival of Arrow Rain.
He was a little surprised and a little emotional.
He did not expect that Yu Linjun outside of Mausoleum of Books had so many Holy Light arrows.
Obviously, the court had long predicted that he would appear in Mausoleum of Books. So many Holy Light arrows are very targeted terrifying methods.
It turned out that he entered Saint at Breakthrough next to Luo River three years ago, and the court began to prepare **** him.
Shang Xingzhou is standing on Divine Avenue, which is also covered by this arrow rain, but he has no intention of leaving, it is only Quietly to looks at Wang Po.
He is like a dead man at looks at.
His cultivation Dao Law has been in use for more than a thousand years, so he has the ability to deal with Holy Light arrows, which is at least much stronger than Wang Po.
If he does not leave, Wang Po cannot leave.
No matter how strong Wang Po's iron blade is, it is impossible to resist his attack while chopping down Heavenly Arrows rain.
At this time, in a forest in the southwest of Mausoleum of Books, a ray of sword light was suddenly picked up.
That ray of sword light is extremely simple.
A flying bird was surprised, but before it could fly out of the forest, it was chopped off by another ray of sword light.
That ray of sword light is extremely beautiful.
Then, more and more Jianguang swept up in the woods.