Sorry, I’ve Been Invincible for a Billion Years Chapter 124: Zhengzheng iron bone, inflexibility has not been learned, but I have learned it, overseas…
was the imperial capital of the world, Yenching.
This ancient, full of poetry, vicissitudes of ancient capital, has stood in the world for 700 years.
Fighting.
humiliation.
indignation.
China has five thousand years, no deeds experienced by an ancient capital can be more tragic than Yanjing.
The last true emperor-level figure turned into a rain of golden rain, after his body faded away.
This vast land.
There will be no more powerful people in the era of suppression, foreign enemies invaded, and the country is ruined. During that period, dark clouds covered the stars and called it-Dark China!
there is no emperor-level masterpiece.
Like a tiger and wolf, the overseas countries that have been born with coveting hearts all year round have no fear.
Overseas eight nations.
raised three million soldiers and moved east. On that day, the entire sky was dyed red by killings. The firewood wolves, tigers and leopards regarded the eastern boundary as nothing and acted recklessly. They had witnessed the ancient history of five thousand years. The building was ruthlessly burned, and the priceless jade was robbed.
just shipped out of the country.
took ten days and ten nights!
Yenjing, the current imperial capital, the palace of emperor-level figures!
has become a place for barbarians to play. The gold throne has been trampled on many times.
Sad!
Of course, during those years, even if there were no emperor-class figures, as long as there were kings in the south of the Yangtze River, it would not be like this.
is.
Internal and external troubles.
Only the supreme royal family came to help and greet the enemy.
Dark times.
The eight martial arts royal families are all descendants of the Chinese Emperor Yan and Huang. Not only do they do nothing, but they still do their own way. The self-proclaimed gods only care about personal fame and fortune, and don't care about the life and death of the Chinese realm.
Exploiting people and fat people.
In order to make his young descendants and achieve the reputation of eternal record, he is frantically chased and killed three savage and powerful foreigners who are fighting hard!
The truth back then.
few people know!
if not.
is at a critical juncture.
Longhushan Tianshifu, angrily born.
The thirty-sixth celestial master Zhang Daogan, forcibly absorbed the power of the celestial master, and with one person's power, he blocked the hundred peerless supreme of the eight nations abroad, bought time for the kings of Jiangnan, and annihilated all invading enemies.
Otherwise.
I am afraid that I will suffer another time. The great disaster brought to China by the Wuhu turmoil three thousand years ago has tarnished the orthodox bloodline, thus erasing the indomitability that belongs to the ancient nation and has been imprinted in the bones.
reached slavery!
bang!
The silent Yanjing Palace.
"This gang of bloodless things, have they all forgotten how the barbarians of the eight nations were doing things in our land four hundred years ago!"
There was a huge sound of angrily slamming the table, a hate of iron and steel, full of anger and rebuke, which caused other elders in the temple who were abandoning sleep and food and criticizing and reforming their political chapters to raise their heads.
"There are too many good days, I forget the shame!"
"A gentleman does not learn, he must be a group of hypocrites, crying for the barbarians!"
bang!
"Go, tell these media, and then report these, all will be sealed up, never hired!"
There was another furious clap on the table, and then there was another scolding.
"Old Yang, who are you arguing with?"
"Well, it is not one of the eight nations of barbarians. There is an 800-year-old building that was burned down."
"Some folks began to mourn for them, saying that this is the loss of all mankind, and the momentum is quite big."
Inside the quiet halls, some tired sighs were heard from time to time.
"Lao Yang, don’t be sad. Now it’s no better than before. Now Guotai Min’an, this person, as long as he is free, he pursues a noble thinking. To put it bluntly, it can be summed up in one word of the folks—pretend! "
An old Yang Qishan, dressed in an old black dress, sits at the dim desk.
He was exhausted physically and mentally, closed his eyes, and gently pinched between his eyebrows. At this time, he was a little disappointed in his heart, waved weakly, and signaled the young guard to go out first. He wanted to be quiet.
Wait for the young guard to go out and close the door.
A study with a little dignified atmosphere.
after a long time.
came another sigh full of grief.
"Oh!"
The hatred of the country and the family, the shame that the eight-nation nation once brought to them has been forgotten by many people with the easy life.
What 800-year-old building burned down?
four hundred years ago.
The barbarians of the eight-nation nation, on our land, have done the anger and grievances. Are there still few ancient buildings they burned?
until now.
The countless rare national treasures they robbed, tens of thousands of volumes of ancient books carrying the long and vicissitudes of China’s history.
Which one was returned?
The things robbed were regarded as their own, and they were sold out for auction on a large scale. It was extremely shameless!
now.
One of their ancient buildings was burned down. Compared with the country’s past, the reincarnation of the heavens, the retribution of the heavens-take the blame!
"A group of young boys living in swaddling clothes, my Chinese clank and iron bones, I have not learned how to be bloodless, but have learned the false compassion and false nobility of the barbarians overseas!"
looked at the study window.
This palace shrouded in darkness.
As one of the country’s elders, Yang Qishan is really feeling tired and worried.
If one day in the future.
The savages of the eight-nation nations abroad tear off their hypocritical masks and make a comeback with the intention of encroaching on this land again, and there will be many personal interests left as it was four hundred years ago. For the sake of the ancient nation’s righteousness, they are willing to throw their heads. A hero who sheds blood!
Yang Qishan’s turbid eyes~IndoMTL.com~ Looking into the depths of the palace, a trace of confusion flashed across his face, and he muttered to himself: “Maybe this Chu Lingxiao might be the same as the old man who guards the Emperor’s Tomb. A true descendant of the queen."
"Lin Tianhou, Lin Tianhou, why don't you want to leave the imperial mausoleum and join the imperial group!"
……
bang!
Deep in the gloomy palace, at the door of the silent imperial mausoleum, two corpses slowly fell to the ground.
An old man in plain clothes and a blue shirt with an unhappy face, with his hands on his back, raised his head and sighed slightly.
"There are two more people who don’t know the heights of the earth. This year, this should be the eighth one!"
Lin Tianhou waved his hand.
The two corpses that fell to the ground were instantly gone, leaving only a thick pool of blood.
's face suddenly changed.
has a cold tone, disdain to mutter to himself:
"There are two peerless supreme lords, don’t stay in the deep mountains and ancient forests, to escape the encirclement and suppression of the eight rat generation royal clans, but come to me to die!"
He Lin Tianhou.
has guarded the imperial mausoleum for five hundred years.
Not to mention the peerless supreme, it is Zhang Daogan from the Dragon Tiger Mountain Heavenly Master's Mansion, and he will not give the slightest affection if he wants to enter this imperial mausoleum!
"Huh?"
In 's sight, a white figure suddenly appeared, and Lin Tianhou frowned.
Here is another one.
is still a young man, arrogant and ignorant!
Lin Tianhou, carrying his hands on his back, walked towards him head-on, an invincible mastery style emerged spontaneously.
hasn't shot yet.
The whole person knelt on the ground instantly, his head was dizzy, and the pupils were full of consternation.
"This...how is it possible..."
Just before he was about to close his eyes, he only saw the white robe and walked into the imperial mausoleum step by step.