The Human Emperor

Grand theory Chinling looked up and saw only one Wang Du guard stretching out his arm, on which lived a healthy skeleton, beautifully formed, seemingly powerful golden-eyed murderous bird.

This murderous bird is distinct from the birds of Ushid, Datang Nakahara, and the eastern and western Turkic Khan countries, and only one place on the entire continent produces such murderous birds.

This is a big food falcon!

In an instant, all the people in the hall changed their faces.

“Mister! A big Western meal came...”

The tall king guard walked in with the bird's big step, but just when he had spoken, he had not finished saying a word, and saw the Empire Grand Minister in the palace, Chinling's wrist lifted, a finger of thick qi broke out, one finger to strike the falcon, along with the letterhead on his ankle into pieces, all flesh and feathers turned into blood mist and shattered ends, scattered all over the sky.

Wang Du guard stood idly at the gate, stunned, unable to say a word.

“Got it, you go down first! ”

The great theory of Chinling waved his hand, fading away, talking and retracting his fingers back into his sleeve. And none of the people in the Manchuria felt there was anything excessive about the action of the Great Chin Mausoleum. Us Tibetans and the Great Foods Empire fought many times over the western realm of power long before Datang's forces penetrated the western realm.

Both sides have suffered heavy deaths and injuries, and this state of affairs has lasted for more than a thousand years, and although there has been some occasional cooperation between them, more is a competitive relationship, arguably a rival to the western region. In particular, not long ago, the Great Foods Empire took advantage of the Battle of the Southwest and the collapse of the Alibaban Empire, attacking the Tibetan Empire with poison, completely robbing the Giant Legion of all its formulas and achievements.

The only cooperation between the two sides was a complete breakdown.

In today's Us Tibetan Empire, big food is a taboo!

“Yes! Yes! …… ”

Looking clearly at the talking is the great theory of Chinhill, Wang Du guarded the eyes flashed a glimmer of fear, bowed for a gift and quickly left.

“Well, let's not talk about it for now, Pearl. How was the last time you solved the sheep plague? ”

Grand Theory of Chinling Road.

“Back to the Prime Minister, as you ordered, we succeeded in finding a formula to solve the plague of sheep at a teaching teacher in Ruoxi, according to Tutsuo. The probe has successfully brought the recipe back. ”

Your Highness, a minister from Us Tibet.

“Well, compared to the war in the north, this is our most important thing, solve the sheep plague as soon as possible! ”

Big remarks chinling indifferently said.

“Yes, sir! ”

……

“Hu!”

Cold winds whistle, blowing down from the air and rolling down the fog.

Just over 2,000 miles away from the king, in a rare place, a huge mountain rises high. The mountain stretches up to a hundred miles away, with a knife-cut axe and stretches all the way up, reaching a peak of thousands of feet and plunging deep into the clouds. The highest part of the mountain is snowy white, and the whole mountain range looks daunting and awe-inspiring from afar.

This is the sanctuary of Us Tibet, where the Great Snow Mountain Divine Temple is located, the source of all the myths and legends of Us Tibet.

Although the entire Us Tibetan Empire is far from entering the cold winter season, the mountaintop of the Great Snow Mountain is constantly drifting snow all year round, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter. This is also a unique vision of the whole mountain. At this moment, a seven-foot shadow lay on his knees at the foot of the mountain, his head resting on the ground, motionless.

His body was crushed with armor and many places were bruised to black and red, apparently experiencing an emotional, perilous battle between life and death.

A month ago, this figure appeared here, uninterrupted and unshaken by the wind, by the sun, by the rain, as if he were one of the most devout and the lowest of the believers. Had it not been known, it would have been hard to believe that this dusty face, the shadow of the broken armor, was the whole of Usuzhu Weiminghe, the Imperial Admiral who deterred the eight parties was reckless.

“My lord, let's go, the Holy Monk will not promise you. The Great Snow Mountain Temple, which was never involved in a secular war thousands of years ago, is even less so now. ”

After not knowing how long, a voice suddenly sounded, right in front of Du Pingbuzhi, a naked head, wearing a single dress, a monk with barefoot feet, one hand Hesh, came down from the height. Even though he did not hear his footsteps, he did not listen to Du Lambuche's manners. His eyes were gentle and calm, like a deep, bottomless lake, able to soothe all the murmurs in man's heart.

“Things are different this time. It's not a secular war. Those who defeat me are Chinese sectarian masters. These people can only be dealt with by those in the temple, and I hope that the Master will tell the Holy Monk to help me. ”

Dusong Mangbuzhi knelt on the ground, his head drowned even lower, respectfully.

“Oh?”

The bald-headed monk finally fluctuated in the eyes of the lake, but soon returned to calm:

“It's useless. Holy monks don't make easy exceptions. Please return, my lord! It's no use kneeling here for long. ”

Once the voice fell, the bald monk quickly turned around and walked one step towards the top of the mountain, disappearing in the direction of the top of the mountain only momentarily.

He knelt on his knees and could hardly hide his sight, but despite that, he had no intention of leaving. Still kneeling on the ground, like petrified.

Time passed slowly, the sun rose and the moon set, day after day, not knowing how long later, and a footstep sounded in the ear.

“Master, don't talk to me. I'm not leaving. ”

Dusong Mangbuzhi also raised his head.

“I'm not a master, but I did come to persuade you to leave. ”

A strong male, middle-spirited voice sounded in the ears of Du Shuanbuzhi, all of whom shook up their heads, and saw only an imperial general wearing a fiery red armor, waist long knife, like a god, standing in front of himself.

His breath, wave after wave, like a storm, was suffocating.

“Huoshu Guoshu?! ”

Du Song Mangbuzhi's face was astonished, how could he not have thought that the general of the Ali dynasty would appear here?

“It doesn't work, the temple won't do it, I'm afraid I can't help you if you want to kneel down to the Holy Monk. But if you just want to deal with that big Tang Wang Chong, maybe I know a way to help you. ”

The Fire Tree Collection looked at the Dusong Mangbuzhi opening:

“By the way, I forgot to tell you that the young man who was wounded has been promoted to the position of Master Shixi to succeed Fumon Lingcha. ”

“What?! ”

Dusong Mangbuzhi was full of shocks and finally revealed a shocking divine colour.

“Now you see, when he had only 5,000 men and horses, he had defeated you and Dayan Muang Pojie, and when he was promoted to the Shixi Metropolitan Guard, you can imagine what that would mean for our Tibetan Empire. As far as I can tell, he is also building additional city pools in the triangular gap. In the future, I'm afraid not only are we going to completely lose Xixi and the West, lose the entrance to Datang, but we're going to be invaded by Datang. ”

Fire trees retrieve faint tunnels.

Dusong Mangbuzhi came here a month ago. He had no idea of the changes in the outside world, but the fire tree was ready, and these channels for his notification should be clear.

“You may choose to continue kneeling here, or leave with me, to meet someone, and we will deal with the Young Master Datang together! Believe me, it's probably the only one who can help you deal with Wang Chung now. ”

Huoshu Guoshu Road.

“Who?”

“You'll see. ”

……

Du Songbuzhi did not speak, just looked up and looked at the huge mountain in front of him. At the end of Du Pingbuzhi's gaze, he looked all the way past, and saw this huge and vague snowy mountain, up along the waist of half a mountain, an ancient yellow exterior wall temple, misplaced, mixed up and down, like a strap, towards the white hilltop.

And at the top of that mountain, high above all the temples, a tiny red temple stands there. Though far as sesame seemed, there was a pounding, ancient momentum that broke out, as if it were the center of the universe, overlooking the world with indifference, superiority and holiness.

- That is the oldest and most sacred place on the entire plateau, the true Great Snow Mountain Divine Temple!

“Alas!”

Du Luanbuzhi sighed deeply and finally stood up. Perhaps, as the master said, holy places are never transcendent and do not meddle in the world. No matter how long you kneel here, the Holy Land will never make a move. After all, it is more practical to hold fire trees of the same rank as the general than to hold the holy place in the hands of nothingness.

“Let's go! ”

Du Luanbuzhi finally turned his head and looked to the fire tree beside him to collect it. At that moment, the burning tree finally revealed a rare smile in the corner of its mouth.

“You won't regret it! ”

Turn around, shoulder to shoulder, and walk out together. Yet just as the two left from the foot of the mountain and passed through an ancient tree that had grown for thousands of years, suddenly, a calm, distant voice came from behind.

“Great General! ”

Sound rumbling, like thunder:

“This is what the Holy Monk asked me to give you. ”

Buzzing, the wind whistled, the two of them turned back, and in a stunned glance, they saw a black dot that had grown from small to large, thrown down from the Great Snow Mountain Temple at the top. A bang landed on the ground not far from them. Seeing clearly, it was a wooden box about a foot long, wrapped in a brown cloth, shaking in the air currents.

“The Holy Land will not strike, nor will it kill, nor will the Holy Monk leave the temple for you. Nevertheless, the Holy Land is not indispensable. In this box, there is a temple magic apparatus that, no matter how powerful the opponent may be, can trap him inside and immobilize him. Here you go! This should help you! ”

The remainder of the day, swinging back and forth in the air.

This time, not only is it reckless, but even the fire tree collection reveals a surprising divine color. The temple's magic apparatus has always listened only to rumours, without any reason to see them. Fire trees have come to the temple so many times, practicing here so long, never seen. I didn't expect that they were all reckless for more than a month kneeling, actually touched the temple and gave the magic instrument.

“Many thanks Saint Monk! ”

Dusong Mangbuzhi Daxi.

Pick up the box on the floor and the two leave soon.

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