Chapter 2033: Beautiful Scenery on Earth

For most people at the Dragon Palace Banquet, Lin Zhengren was just an insignificant episode.

Apart from Beigong Ke's few words of concern, only Sheng Xuehuai took a second look, probably wondering why this guy didn't spit blood and die on the spot.

Chong Xuansheng remained calm and slowly drank the wine in the cup. The long river of the world, the water of time, and the great trend were all in the cup.

Who is the contemporary Marquis of Bowang?

He is not the kind of person who is not interested in officialdom, self-righteous, and like standing guard in the court like the champion marquis and the former Wu'an marquis.

He actively participates in politics and grasps politics. In a very short time, he completely digested the political legacy of the previous generation of Marquis of Bowang, grasped the political resources accumulated by the Chongxuan family for generations, and was like a fish in water in the turbulent court. He supplemented his cultivation with officialdom and achieved the divine presence without regret.

When he was still unknown in the early days, he could use force to leverage force, pry open the battle of Qiyang, and plunder political capital for himself.

By now, he, who succeeded the title of Marquis Bowang and married the court official Yi Xingchen, can mobilize a terrifying amount of political power.

As a true high-ranking official in the empire, he can already influence the empire's decision-making and even guide the country's direction!

He could see at a glance that Lin Zhengren had left the table on the pretext of something.

But he did not intend to interfere.

The situation had developed to the point where it was no longer something that Lin Zhengren could influence.

Lin Zhengren was a smart man.

A smart man would make the right choice.

Compared to a fool who does whatever he wants, a smart man's trajectory of action is easier to predict - of course, the premise is that you are smarter than this smart man.

On the field, Dou Zhao and Ye Lan'er's words became more and more intense, and they both intended to fight.

People paid the greatest attention to it.

Fu Yunqin said, "Killing is not the original intention of the Tianjiao Banquet. Fighting without death is the responsibility of my Dragon Palace. Unfortunately, your gambling fight cannot be established."

Dou Zhao looked at him dissatisfiedly: "We are willing to fight, and we can't blame the Dragon Palace for life and death. Fu, this life and death drama is not more interesting than the sword dance?"

Fu Yunqin said calmly: "The Dragon Palace Banquet is held to cultivate Tianjiao, not to kill Tianjiao. Outside the Dragon Palace, you can do whatever you want, life and death are determined by fate, and the survival of the fittest. But in this Dragon Palace, I have to do my duty and must protect the lives of each of you. You can spar, but I will intervene in life and death."

Dou Zhao killed Ye Lan'er, or Chu recognized Sanfenxiang Tower, which was not what Changhe Dragon Palace wanted to see.

So his attitude was very clear.

Dou Zhao put down his wine glass: "That's too boring!"

"Mr. Dou seems to think he can kill me." Ye Laner laughed softly: "Things in the world can't always go as planned. I've gotten used to it, but Mr. Dou hasn't gotten used to it yet."

Dou Zhao grinned: "You are all used to this world, and I will make this world used to me."

He turned his head to look at Fu Yunqin, not hiding his arrogance: "When you can't interfere, I must kill someone in this Dragon Palace for you to see."

Fu Yunqin didn't show any anger: "I'll wait and see."

In the hall, Long Boji changed his position without a trace and sat next to the nun Yuzhen in Xiyue Temple. Under this circumstance, he sighed softly: "This sword dance can't be seen, life and death can't be seen, it's really a bit dull."

It must be said that this topic was opened very naturally.

Yu Zhen's eyes were as clear as water, showing innocence and curiosity: "Are you going to challenge Dou Zhao to add color to this banquet?"

Long Boji coughed dryly: "Forget it, Dragon Palace does not allow private fights. After the Dragon Gate is opened, rare treasures will be given to those who are destined, and there will be many opportunities to make a move."

The voice of the Dragon King of Changhe rang out from high above: "Today is a good time, this family banquet, I want to say a few words from my heart to you - today's beautiful scenery is unprecedented in the ages, the world is settled, the rivers are clear and the seas are peaceful. I will use all the treasury of the Dragon Palace to entertain the younger generation. I have no desire, I only wish The world is peaceful and stable, and you young people can thrive and live up to the sacrifice of the emperor. "

"Humanity is flourishing, and I am very happy. The light of humanity is like a bright candle. It can illuminate the world and illuminate the past and present. It is not because the predecessors died and the successors are endless."

His crown swayed gently: "I am sad that I will never see Youque again. I want to watch Jiang Wang's sword dance, and the same is true. It is nothing more than recalling the past and thinking about the present, and expressing my feelings for the future. Now Jiang Wang has something to do and goes out... I wonder who is willing to take over?"

The hall was quiet for a while.

No one wanted to be a substitute for the leader of the Yellow River, and there was no leisure to perform for others.

Only Ye Qingyu's heart tightened slightly. She didn't want people to guess too much about Jiang Wang's whereabouts, but the Dragon King always liked to mention it...

She nodded gently, and the clear chin line drew a beautiful arc in the air.

The sound was like a clear stream coming out of the forest: "If you don't mind, I would like to play the piano for you."

"Okay!" Huang Sheli was the first to say hello.

She was angry with Jiang Wang, but she would not be angry with Ye Meiren. She simply came over and took Jiang Wang's seat, looking at Ye Qingyu expectantly: "I love music all my life, so I should listen attentively!"

Zhong Xuansheng had heard of Jiang Wang's "Qiao Yanjun" for a long time, and even secretly investigated him. At this moment, he also enthusiastically supported him: "The country on the misty clouds, the spring when the wind melts the frost, this marquis is full of expectations and is willing to listen to the immortal music!"

Eh? Xu Xiangqian snorted lightly. This fat man has known this young master for a long time, and he is more or less cultured. The spring when the wind melts the frost... well, this sentence can be copied... paraphrased!

On the high position, Changhe Longjun said: "Lingxiao is a neighbor of the Dragon Palace. Liyue is the blessing of humanities. I am overjoyed, please play it quickly!"

At this moment, the female nun from Xiyue Temple also spoke up: "Now is a good time and a good gathering, how can we not dance if we have fun? Miss Ye has such an elegant mood, and Yuzhen is willing to dance with her."

"Wow!!" Huang's hands were clapped red: "Both of them are peerless beauties. One plays the piano and the other dances. Could it be that they are the most beautiful scenery in the world? Only now do you know what the Dragon Palace Banquet is. I, Mr. Huang, have made it worthwhile!! !”

Long before the meeting of the Yellow River began, Zhao Wuyan could achieve the divine presence at any time. Because I had learned too much and had too many choices, I didn’t know how to choose, so I was confused for a while. Then he traveled thousands of miles, experienced the scenery of the world, and practiced diligently in the snowy mountains of Tianbei, meditating and becoming enlightened. Only then did he "mix together hundreds of schools of thought, flow from the source", and realize the presence of God.

She is much more knowledgeable about world affairs than Xu Xiangqian. Xu Xiangqian walks around the world with his simple moral principles and thick skin. He is sincere and reckless, but he cannot be said to have any profound wisdom.

When Jiang Wang resigned from the country, she knew that this was Jiang Wang preparing to draw Zhuang Gaoxian's sword. Xu Xiangqian also said something like my brother was born with free sex... She felt it when Jiang Wang moved today. Although I don’t know where Jiang Wang’s confidence comes from...

The reason why Xu Xiangqian was held back was because the matter was difficult and Xu Xiangqian could not bear it. If things fail, Xu Xiangqian and Jiang Wang will be buried together in Qianma Mountain. If things come to pass, Longmen Academy and Qingya Academy combined will not be able to maintain this high forehead.

In any case, she didn't want Xu Xiangqian to embark on a dead end, so she had a tacit understanding with Jiang Wang.

But this "tacit understanding" is especially regrettable.

At this time, she couldn't help but sigh: "It's so rare to have this scene and this feeling. It's a pity that Jiang Wang has no luck to enjoy it."

"It doesn't matter." Xu Xiangqian waved his hand at the side with great momentum: "I will record it as a poem, and I will appreciate it with him later, so that he can be immersed in it!"

Zhao Wuyan was silent.

Ye Qingyu sat in front of the banquet, with a picturesque posture, and said softly: "Master is willing to agree, that's the best thing. It's just that the Sanskrit dance may be difficult to follow. The song I want to play... is not pure."

Yuzhen looked at her and felt that this woman was indeed peaceful and beautiful, with no evil thoughts in her heart. How could there be such a spotless person in the world?

She had never walked through mud and was born in the clouds.

The socks are not stained by dust, this heart is not related to everything.

So clean!

The nun from Xiyue'an opened her red lips lightly and replied in a manly voice: "Xiyue'an has not entered the world of mortals for the sake of purity."

Ye Qingyu also looked at her, and saw a brilliant vitality in the silence of the other world. She thought she lived a very serious life, and she thought she had bloomed alone for a long time.

She pursed her lips slightly and couldn't help but ask: "Practicing Zen is not purifying, so why is that?"

Yuzhen clasped his hands together: "So that the donor will know - Buddha loves the world, so of course he wants to save all living beings and also save himself."

Ye Qingyu also clapped his hands and returned the salute, saying only: "Please."

She opened her jade-like palms and took out the piano given to her by Jiang Wang.

A waiter from the Dragon Palace removed the food table for her, moved the piano table, and asked her to place the piano in front of her knees.

This Qin was made by a famous Daxia craftsman.

It is a section of sycamore wood that was rescued from the fire. Because of this, the end of the instrument was burnt, hence the name "burnt tail".

Jiang Wang and Chongxuan Sheng led their troops to attack Xia, and the latter plundered many good things. He only picked a few items and gave them to An An Qingyu as gifts.

He actually didn't know if Ye Qingyu could play the piano. He just thought that the piano was very beautiful, even the burnt pattern was graceful, and it matched Qingyu very well. Even if it was hung on the wall as a decoration, it would be good, so he gave it as a gift.

But he didn't expect that Ye Qingyu would start learning piano from then on.

Put the burnt tail in place and tune the strings. Ye Qingyu took out another beautiful round bead that was azure with cloud-white silk inside, and placed it on the corner of the piano table——

This was the first gift Jiang Wang gave her, the Wind-fixing Bead, a natural magic weapon he obtained from the Hidden Star World.

She regarded it as a treasure and played with it all the time. Take it out at this time to calm the wind and not disturb the sound of the piano.

After doing this, she used magic to purify her hands, and then she hung her fingers on the string and waited for Yuzhen.

The nun Yuzhen stood up and left the table, as if walking from the ancient paintings of Qingdeng into the bustling world, and walked step by step to the middle of the empty hall.

Beautiful eyes facing each other——

It's a clear stream swimming through a secluded bamboo forest.

It is the world of red makeup and jade beauty.

Ye Qingyu turned his fingers——

Boom, boom, boom!

When the string is lifted, it becomes anxious, and in an instant it changes from extreme stillness to extreme motion, as urgent as a sudden rain hitting glass.

The sound is clear and the meaning is serious.

The fingers intertwined rapidly, one sound followed another.

Just a song——

"The Music of Fighting and Breaking the Formation"!

On the throne, the expression of Changhe Longjun cannot be seen.

I wonder if this song composed by Lieshan clan on the eve of the war would move Him?

Just in the intense music of the piano, Yuzhen moved.

Just like the wind blowing in the bamboo sea, thousands of miles of waves.

She was wearing a gray monk's robe and ordinary cloth shoes, and she was extremely pure. But just one movement of the lotus steps, stepping out of boundless charm, dragging out the strands of the world, shaking thousands of styles!

Extremely charming, extremely demonic, extremely beautiful.

But it was in this dragon palace that a heavenly demon dance was performed.

Only then did people suddenly remember that Xiyue Temple had always been at the forefront of suppressing demons for a long time.

There is a terrifying great Bodhisattva in Xiyue Temple, who is said to have touched transcendence with half of his feet. He has suppressed and killed countless demons. It is no surprise that there are many studies on demons in the hidden bamboo forest.

With the thought of Bodhi, the dance of controlling the demons, and the "Music of Soldiers Breaking the Formation" with falling beads and broken bells, are perfectly matched, making people intoxicated.

What a scenic view of the Dragon Palace!

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Tick~tick!

A drop of true blood fell into the sky, burning the space with dry and scorched marks.

Han Xu's flat crown had been knocked off, and the crown with a black background and yellow fur was left with only a few pieces of rags to cover his shame.

The emperor's body was worth a million gold, but it was hard to be called majestic.

At this time, his hair was disheveled, his face was pale, and his breath was obviously weak.

He had no weapons in his hands, and his steps were a little weak.

Several puppets at the level of God had been dismantled long ago. The Mo family's special mechanical array, which cost a huge amount of money, could not stop Zhuang Gaoxian for long.

He had to admit that as a real person, he was not Zhuang Gaoxian's opponent for the time being.

After all, he was under the strong suppression of the previous emperor Han Yin who never gave him a chance to breathe... He still took advantage of the fire and achieved Dongzhen.

After all, this opponent had only achieved Dongzhen not long ago, and he blocked the previous emperor Han Yin in a head-on confrontation, which made his means of recovering national power and making armor effective.

In his plan to kill his father and seize power, Zhuang Gaoxian was the absolute main force.

He believed in Zhuang Gaoxian's strength before, and of course he would not underestimate him now.

It was because he never underestimated him that he took the risk and risked his life!

He also... escaped after all!

Not far ahead was Yongtu, and safety was assured.

If Zhuang Gaoxian dared to catch up with Yongjing, he would immediately gather the power of the world and exhaust his own army to fight back. Not to mention that there was the Mo Sect in Yongtu to borrow strength!

"Han Xu! The time of death has come!"

Zhuang Gaoxian's voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Han Xu took a few steps and turned back suddenly, only to see Zhuang Gaoxian's not outstanding, rich and noble face, and... a fist that kept approaching, enlarging, and resolutely smashing into his chest!

Boom!

The huge explosion annihilated the air.

Circles of air patterns pushed the clouds away.

Feeling the cracking feeling of his fist, Zhuang Gaoxian couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and completely shattered the flesh and blood puppet hanging on his fist.

He underestimated Han Xu. After such a bloody battle, he still had a way to save his life.

He even hid a counterattack...

But that's all.

In the constant pursuit and confrontation, he has seen all of Han Xu's cards. There is still a long way to go from here to Yong State, and he won't give any more chances. For this, he will not hesitate to show his trump card that he has never shown to others!

With a step, he has swept through the space. All distances were ignored, and he opened his five fingers and pressed towards Han Xu's forehead.

At this time, there was a sudden angry shout: "Don't hurt my master!"

The knife light broke through the air and blocked in front of the palm.

At this time, the one who came with a knife was Xue Mingyi, the martial arts marquis of Yong State!

Zhuang Gaoxian crushed the knife light casually and was ready to kill this man, but his footsteps stopped.

Because right behind Han Xu, one after another, Yong’s strong men came out.

Yao Qi, the Earl of Self-Reflection of Yong!

Li Ying, the Marquis of Chengde of Yong!

Jiao Wu, the Marquis of Weining of Yong!

Lang Xiaoshu, the Marquis of Fenge of Yong!

Qi Maoxian, the Prime Minister of Yong!

Bei Gongyu, the First-Class Duke of Ying of Yong!