Immortal Devil Transformation

“We don't know how many people have strong cultivation in this world, yet we can let those who don't know how many have strong cultivation live for us and die for us... So the most important thing is to grasp people's weaknesses, grasp people's hearts...” The queen on the bed looked at Emperor Feng Xuan and said seriously: “So for us, the most important thing is not force, but the heart. ”

Emperor Feng Xuan nodded deeply, relying somewhat on him: "Then I add the ancient jade and one soul crystal? ”

“Good. You don't think of Wellington and Rotardan, you think of this material that makes powerful spiritual soldiers… it does comfort me.” The Empress looked at Emperor Feng Xuan admirably and said: “You think well, the stronger blade depends on people... so people themselves are far more important than the blade. ”

At this moment, Tang Tibetan ancient state-owned benefactory heard the dialogue between the young emperor and the empress completely, and would surely be filled with bitter chills, knowing that the astonishing performance of the little emperor was not just because of talent, but because of the leadership of an extremely brilliant famous master.

If a famous master is strong enough to be frigid, then the disciple, even if furry, is not comparable to the average person, and the Empress of Yunqin is stronger than all their conspirators imagined.

“Phoenix, please arrange for me to wait until the next response from the college... I think I will also go out of the palace to see the Chan Yun Linhai and see the Big Buddha again. ”

With pleasure, she looked at the little emperor who had thoroughly figured out the stakes and made the right decision. The Empress moaned his palm and whispered softly in memory: “I miss that magnificent sight so much...”

“Mother...” she said very plainly, but the Emperor Feng Xuan, who had already been baptized by her and was no longer an ordinary teenager's mind, heard an unusual meaning from it. His body trembled, his hands had to hold on to her hand, afraid that she would disappear from his face, tears as if they were a pearl, and slipped down from his naive face.

The little emperor who was so majestic over the chapel that Tang Tibetan subordinates could not cry for a moment.

He is well aware that his beloved mother wants to leave the palace at this moment, not just because she misses the place where she lived… but because the demands made at some point make it all the more impossible to say no.

“There are people who die of illness... Even a person like Dean Zhang of Qingyu College cannot be an exception. For me, there is nothing that makes me happier to see you grow at this moment... So I am satisfied. How many more people in the world can truly be calm and satisfied? So you shouldn't be sad for me, you should be happy. ”

The Empress smiled and moaned the hands of the little emperor, but the gray face revealed some rare pride: “Who in the world can do something like me... besides that dean, who can have such a wonderful life like me? ”

“Mother, you're right.” Emperor Feng Xuan cried, "Yet, as you told me, we are only ordinary people after all, even if we can manipulate many lives and deaths indifferently, but for those who are close to us… we are doomed to not control the most direct sorrow in our hearts. ”

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The easternmost part of Tang Tibetan ancient kingdom is Bi Falling Ling, the westernmost part of the Yunqin Empire, and Bi Falling Ling Ling.

Beautiful and magnificent view of the mausoleum.

It is a land of gorgeous trees and lakes, hills of great rivers, plains, yet extending to the borders of Tang Tibetan ancient countries, there is a corridor-like canyon that cuts the ground open, the eastern side of the canyon is like a land of gorgeous aquatic grass from Gangnam, yet across this deep canyon, on the other side, there are all sorts of strange sand mountains and deserts, except the remains of some ancient castles and houses, and some huyang that have been dead for centuries but still stand.

The former owner of the fertile pelagic mausoleum was fifteen nomadic tribes, collectively known as fifteen in Xiyi.

But 60 years ago, these fifteen popular tribes, led by a few unhappy and lonely chiefs, burned and looted all the way, wanted to see what the legendary golden Royal City of Zhongzhou looked like, wanted to see if the ice and snow flexor muscles of the women of Zhongzhou City really slipped out of the water, as the legend had it.

However, these Xiyi people, who had eaten all kinds of animal meat and grew up on horseback since childhood, and who had grown up fighting many fierce animals, went all the way east to exasperate their desires, but eventually annoyed a middle-aged uncle named Zhang, and then this middle-aged uncle appeared completely in Yunqin's history book, turning the brightest page of Yunqin.

Fifteen people in Xiyi were killed in total cold, abandoned Bitu Mausoleum, and retreated to some barren land between the sand mountains and the desert. They could only feed on snake scorpions in the desert, and depended on the looting of their lives. They were completely reduced to a funeral dog liquor.

Without Tang Tibet's lack of interest in these vast wilderness fields, which have been severely desertified due to centuries of automatic changes in the river veins, even if these liquors are far more hostile to Yunqin than Tang Tibet, these liquors would have been completely eliminated.

However, even if some kind of tacit agreement was reached between the two sides... Tang Tibetan Army and some practitioners, regardless of these leeches, do not attack some passing monks and merchants in Tang Tibet, but in order to survive the bitter winter cold, each year until autumn, these leeches must die to survive the fall, grab food, grab cattle and goats and horses, grab clothes, even women and children... in order to survive.

They called it the Autumn Harvest, and Yun Qin Bi's Landing Army called it the Autumn Locust.

Normally, they are afraid to kill, and by then, like locusts, they will not be able to kill, they will not be afraid to kill, and they will become even more terrible, and countless strong men will fall in the armies.

The township guard of Bi Falling Mausoleum is the Weiming Hershey town general, smelling the moon of the sky.

The General, who killed many people, changed his name to Yue because he felt that his original name was too feminine. So at this moment, a lot of people call him his name, they call him Smell Man's Sky, but many people who knew him before, still used to call him Smell Man's Sky Moon.

Because in Yun Qin, who is extremely indoctrinated and polite, it would also be considered very rude to change the name of his parents... Only because he is Yunqin's fastest accumulating, most prominent, and fastest moving figure in decades, enough to cover up some of his faults, so this has not led some people to dispute.

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The eastern part of Bitu Mausoleum is home to a calm deserted Great Lake called Mirror Sky Lake.

Whether in lakeside mountain forests or in seemingly calm waters, there are some extremely fierce, if not less powerful, beasts than practitioners.

One of them is the Mollusk Fishtail Beast Mirror Celestial Mermaid, which is incredibly fast in the water and sprays easily through the columns of the human body.

So this area is vast to the extreme, according to the area can definitely be ranked among the top three waters of Yunqin, no boat sailing, more calm.

But because east of this lake, adjacent to Tang Tibetan territory, there is a forest made up of giant trees, and because of the density of these giant trees, the strong relationship between locking water vapor, and the fog in the forest all the time, this forest, even experienced old soldiers, will often get lost in the direction, always locust-like liquor, and in times of peace, some soldiers and practitioners of Tang Tibetan ancient countries entered Yunqin's jumpboard, also the land of hanging with the army of Yunqin, deep in the forest, do not know how many unnamed perils and how many dead bones are buried.

On a slightly elevated open plain on the shores of Mirror Lake, a camp of flanked troops was established, with black camp tents stretching across the sea and a flag flying in it.

If Lin Xie, who had never seen the real army of the world, had seen such a sight, it would certainly have been very shocking.

At this moment, the well-known sniffer General, known for his courageous martial arts and iron blood, sat here in the large accounts of the Chinese army.

On the flagpole in front of the large Chinese army account, several times the size of the ordinary camp account, a large flag stained with blood and purple and black, with the word "smell" on it, was very arrogant.

Smell the moon wearing an ordinary blue cloth shirt, thick eyebrows as ink, lips as red, the crusty body under the thin cloth is like iron casting, the lines on the face can not speak of perseverance and ruthlessness, such a person, even in the most ordinary clothes, walking among ordinary people, can make one see at a glance his extraordinary, and see his kind of true Zhuor extraordinary will be handsome.

Yun Qin took Wu Liguo as his honor, so even Zhengwu's deputy chief, I'm afraid he also has the power to contend with the rest of the division chiefs. As a member of one side, the chief township, Bizhuanbian Army, rank is already equivalent to Zhengwu's deputy chief, but his face, is only like thirty.

A man in his fifties, with a visible scar on his face, sat on his lower head and looked silently at the smell of the moon and waited for his expression.

This face is a bit obscene, looks like a butcher, very warrior-inspired man, but he is a military master of the beside army, smelling the first think tank of the moon Liu Yuxiang. He has a nickname called the Ghost Master around here, because no one knows where he will suddenly appear, and he seems to be able to get into people's hearts like a ghost, and clearly see what's in a person's mind.

“Respect for A, say wherever you want, but it comes from our armies.” Heavenly Moon dropped a brief in his hand and looked at Liu Yuxiang indifferently. "What do you think? ”

Master Ghost looked at the smell of the moon, pointing directly to the cold words of the heart: “Naturally, this is a signal to you to withdraw, but I am unwilling, and you will not be unwilling. ”

“I was just trying to get into that reenactment, and I didn't want to be dominated by them, but now... I think that the pattern of the Nine Old Men of the Emperor Yun Qin has existed for decades, and yet they feel that this pattern can definitely last forever?” Smell the moon look at the ghost master without expression, "they don't want to think, they're old, yet I'm still young, I have 60 or 70 years to be rich, they want me to rest in peace and die in this position? Since you are unwilling, I am unwilling... then they want me to stop, so I stand up for more work and do more work, I see how they can tie my bowl of boiling water... didn't they push a Zhu Mu out? Can't I just push a munchkin out? ”

“Like a mess, the heavens are angry.” The ghost division nodded coldly, "they were not afraid of chaos because there was nothing so disturbing that they could not control it and surprise them… however, the more important it was to the military. ”

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(Just saw the obvious most ridiculous classmate rush to the letter... very consciously and more, again very sincerely thank every bookmate who voted red, seriously commented and dedicated. It is you who make me feel that my efforts have been appreciated, not wasted, and that I have worked harder to move forward.