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   Born in the flames of war, died in the journey.

  More than eight thousand years ago, babies born in the flames of war, after countless winds and rains, found their home on the final journey and gained eternal peace.

  The legendary king of Great Xia ended his life.

  Yongxing is great, he is the most capable general in this era after Taizu, and he is also a good emperor.

   However, no matter how powerful a person is, if he does not become a fairy, he will eventually become dust and ashes under the time.

  The imperial city screamed in mourning, and the death knell came from time to time.

   "A generation of legends has just died down. Didn't everyone say that His Majesty can live for five hundred years? It's only been three hundred years, so how come the oil is exhausted?" Someone sighed softly.

   "The new emperor ascends the throne, amnesty the world, it will be a new first year!"

  Yongxing, the legendary emperor, was buried deep in the imperial mausoleum, and all the saints personally presided over the ceremony.

  The overlord-level forces all sent representatives to attend the funeral.

  Chen Shen watched from a distance, feeling a little regretful in his heart, he failed to become a saint teacher, otherwise try to be an emperor, it is said that the other party is a super genius with the best spiritual root.

   "Xiaoyou Chen, when will you be promoted?" Several Golden Scale Grandmasters approached and asked.

   "It's still early, the realm of a saint teacher is mysterious and mysterious, and I haven't been able to touch this realm yet."

   Chen Shen looked at these distinguished gold scale masters, and he found that every time he came to the imperial mausoleum, he would be asked this question.

   "I have a sage teacher's notebook here, little friend, take it and have a look, don't rush to return it."

   "I have the breakthrough image of the real dragon master."

  “.”

  Several gold scale masters surrounded Chen Shen, sending scrolls and jade slips very enthusiastically.

  He was a little overwhelmed, and it was the first time he was so expected to break through.

  But I also understand that the next Golden Scale Tomb is not far away. Seeing that they haven't broken through yet, these people may be a little anxious.

  But he doesn't intend to break through, and if he misses Yongxing, the Golden Scale Tomb must never be missed.

   Confiscated the treasures of these luck masters, Chen Shen found a reason and went back to the house.

   "The Heavenly Medicine has survived." After returning home, he went to Lingtian to have a look at the Heavenly Medicine.

  The black rhizomes began to wither and break, and there was a faint green inside, but the branches and leaves had not yet grown, so they could only be regarded as buds.

  The elixirs around were as tall as a person, in stark contrast to the shortest elixir in the middle.

"Although these elixirs are not as good as heavenly medicines, the ones I choose are the ones that are more effective the longer they are used. They may become rare king medicines in ten thousand years. What's more, after time passes, they will grow into heavenly medicines in tens of thousands of years. medicine."

  He glanced at these very ordinary spiritual plants, and said to himself.

   Then, he stopped paying attention to the influence of Yongxing and the new emperor, and continued to practice.

   Fulu is still far from the king level. He has no experience in Fulu now, and he needs to comprehend everything by himself, so it will naturally take longer.

   "It won't be many years until the next Golden Scale Tomb is opened. It would be great if the last one to be buried is a king-level talisman master."

   "It's a pity that although the quota for the Golden Scale Tomb belongs to the luck master, it must be sold at a fair price and cannot be sold privately." He felt a little regretful.

  If the tomb is sold to a talisman family, the king-level talisman experience will be at your fingertips, and you will be able to refine Mahayana talismans.

   But this is unrealistic. There are fewer talisman masters than formation and alchemy masters. It is impossible for Chen Shen to bury a king-level talisman master next time.

   I guess I have to figure it out myself.

   In the third year of Changsheng, Li Xuan, the former grandson, was established as the prince.

   This man was once deeply liked by Yongxing, so it is a matter of course that he can become the master of the East Palace. What's more, the current emperor was appointed at the beginning, and he has the credit. Otherwise, it will take a long time to win the battle with the second prince.

   It can be said that Li Xuan's birth contributed to his father, so he can avoid detours.

   This year, something happened in the imperial mausoleum. A highly respected saint passed away.

   "Time does not stop for anyone." Chen Shen had to go out to attend the funeral.

   "The flowers bloomed last year, but this year they withered, and the head turned white."

  Emperor Yongxing, who was so vivid and impressive in the past, died, and now the holy master of the imperial mausoleum was also seated. He sighed softly and saw off the old fellow.

  The funeral was very simple, and almost all luck masters saw him off. Of course, some people from the imperial court came to express their condolences.

   Time passed again, twenty years later.

  In the twenty-three years of Changsheng, the new emperor died suddenly, shocking the world.

   "The Holy One has just been on the throne for more than 20 years, how could he die?"

   "Could it be that he was assassinated by someone? The former second prince, but now the prince is in the capital. He has been planning for the throne for a long time. Could it be him?"

  The imperial city shook, and everyone was surprised by the sudden news.

   Soon, everyone knew that the emperor, who had just ascended the throne not many years ago, was very old.

  He is the eldest son of Yongxing, not much younger than Yongxing. He belongs to the early period of Taizu.

   "Changsheng is a good emperor!" Someone exclaimed.

  Although nothing can be seen in the past twenty years, Emperor Changsheng is very close to the people, and he even went to the fields in person to sow and cultivate with the people.

  He doesn't have any emperor's mind. He really thinks about the common people when he does things, and he will think about problems from the perspective of the common people.

  The new emperor ascends the throne!

  The saint grandson when the flowers bloomed that year, and later became the prince. Now, he will be in charge of the supreme authority of Daxia and become a generation of emperors.

   "Your Majesty is only over 300 years old, can he do as well as his father and grandfather?" Someone couldn't help but wonder.

  Li Xuan is only over 300 years old since he was born, and because of his talent, he has long been dubbed a martial idiot.

  Can His Majesty, who is obsessed with cultivation, manage the world well?

  The answer is yes.

   Like his father, Li Xuan is an out-and-out good emperor, and he governs quite well.

   It is not so easy for the new emperor to ascend the throne and want to take power.

  But he conquered people with virtue, was close to virtuous officials, and kept a low profile, which won the respect of his officials.

   But this one is really a martial idiot, sometimes he often retreats to practice and forgets to go to court.

  Akihito ten years.

  In a street outside the imperial mausoleum, there is a place shrouded in mist and dotted with light, which looks very mysterious.

   But when you get closer, you can see that this is just a house.

  Chen Shen thought about eliminating the mist phenomenon, it looked too eye-catching, but this killing array was too mysterious for him to fully grasp, so he could only do so for the time being.

   After all, it transcends the tribulation formation, so let’s focus on it. He claims to the public that he has arranged a powerful ancient formation, and the vision comes with it.

boom!

  In the room in the courtyard, with the sound of thunder, Chen Shen's cultivation base broke through again, reaching the eighth level of integration.

   "It's almost time, we are about to reach the ceiling of the world!" He opened his eyes and smiled gratifiedly.

   "The only regret is that the Golden Scale Tomb sold half a year ago did not get a king-level talisman master." He regretted again.

  The Golden Scale Tomb was opened half a year ago, and Chen Shen undoubtedly won the first place, which made all the Golden Scale Luck Masters envious.

  But in the end, only an ordinary Dujie was buried. Apart from a slight improvement in his spiritual root, there was no other big gain.

   Really card.

   In fact, this kind of steady article is not easy to write, time goes by fast, it is not easy to create conflicts, and the setting of gold fingers and other issues made me a little exhausted during this time.

   I could make up the missing chapters earlier, but I didn’t make up any of the chapters that I asked to make up last month. It’s not that I don’t want to. It’s really difficult to write, and the efficiency is too low.

   If I were asked to write about conflicts and fight scenes, I would definitely have no problem at all, not to mention tens of thousands a day, seven or eight thousand a day would definitely be fine, but it deviates from the main purpose.

   As far as I am writing, I can only advance the plot with a long time span in a plain way of writing.

Well, the main reason is that the plot is a bit stuck now, and I will use a longer time span to write in the follow-up, and in terms of setting, the protagonist will be invincible for a period of time later, let me reveal it to everyone, make preparations, and be invincible Behind the scenes, upgrade the spiritual root of the protagonist.

   That's all I can do today, my mind is about to explode.

   To make a digression, I didn’t read Wen Chaogong’s copy of Gou Dao when I wrote this book, otherwise I think I can write better, that is the model of Gou Dao Liu!

  

  

  (end of this chapter)