Chapter 92

Thus.

It would give the Great Tang an opportunity to take advantage.

If, because of this, the Fountain of Youth and the scriptures were obtained by the Great Tang first.

Then the trouble would be huge!

Even if he returned, he would definitely receive severe punishment!

Thinking of this.

Meng Chixing took a deep look at him.

Then nodded slightly, indicating agreement.

Seeing this.

Duan Zhengming felt a sense of relief in his heart.

He nodded and replied.

"Good!"

"Since that is the case, I will send troops to assist you lords."

"Only, no matter the result, I hope you will not vent your anger on Dali."

Time passed in a hurry.

Very soon.

A week had passed.

Following Duan Zhengming's dispatch of troops under the pressure of the three great dynasties.

Coupled with the increasing number of martial artists heading to Dali.

Regarding the Valley of Eternal Spring, various factions finally had a clue.

Only, what they did not notice was.

From the fifteenth of this month.

There were less than three days left.

And just when the people of the Nine Provinces were either attracted by Dali.

Or had their interest piqued by the duel between the Sword God and the Sword Saint at the Peak of the Forbidden City.

The four great dynasties of the Great Sui, Great Han, Great Song, and Great Qing.

Were also undergoing silent changes.

First is the Great Han.

After this period of fighting.

The Green Dragon Army led by Zhao Yun, Pang Tong, and others.

Under the push of the Green Dragon Society.

Was truly invincible and unstoppable.

Any city they attacked.

Due to the lack of high-level combat power.

Was always directly swept away.

For a time.

In just under seven days.

They had taken over the territory of six provinces.

Adding their original base.

Of the fifteen provinces of the Great Han, they now sat in seven.

Truly the strongest warlord of the Great Han!!

As for fully controlling the Great Han.

It was merely a matter of the territories of Yuan Shao, Cao Cao, Liu Bei, Sun Ce, and others.

Next is the Great Sui.

Due to the sudden death of Yang Guang.

Coupled with the frantic expansion of the four great clans.

And the rise of the Power Gang.

As well as the joint efforts of the righteous paths like Cihang Jingzhai and Jingnian Chanyuan.

And the obstruction of the Demonic Sect forces.

The entire Great Sui.

Was as chaotic as a pot of porridge.

But just when everyone was fighting frantically for their own ambitions and goals.

A faction called the Green Dragon Gang was quietly rising.

And when they didn't notice.

It had already slowly grown.

If there were another three to five days.

It would definitely develop into the number one warlord faction of the Great Sui!

As for the Great Song.

Although it looked calm on the surface.

But in reality, undercurrents were surging, and a storm was coming.

Among them.

Zhao Gou, the son of Zhao Ji.

With the support of the Green Dragon Society.

Had already secretly colluded with half of the army.

The other half also had many who had loosened their stance.

Looking at it.

Within a few days.

He would definitely be able to control over eighty percent of the army!

And use this to imitate the coup method of the candle shadow and axe sound of the Great Ancestor back then!

Thus.

Perhaps without much manpower or material resources, he could control the entire Great Song at the smallest cost!

The same scene was also happening in the Great Qing Dynasty.

Only, compared to the gentle methods of the Great Song.

Perhaps because Ximen Wudi deeply detested the pigtails in his heart.

For the Great Qing Dynasty, he had only one requirement.

That is to kill!!

An open and honest military coup!

The kind where anyone who resists is slaughtered to the tenth generation!!

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Two days later.

Great Ming, Forbidden City.

Under the instruction of the Ming Emperor Zhu Houzhao.

Whether it was the Six Doors, the Embroidered Uniform Guard, or the Eastern and Western Depots.

All of them relaxed their guard for the martial artists who came to watch the battle.

For a time.

Tens of thousands of martial artists gathered from all directions.

Making the capital, which was already the most prosperous in the Great Ming, become even more lively.

On the streets.

Wherever the eyes could see.

There were martial artists in groups of three or five.

Every inn, teahouse, and restaurant.

Was packed to capacity.

Among those who came to watch the battle.

Although the vast majority were some wandering martial artists.

But the major sects of the Nine Provinces also sent quite a few.

Only, compared to the wandering martial artists.

Each sect basically sent one or two elders or the sect leader to lead the team personally.

Bringing a group of disciples behind them.

Without a doubt.

This was intended to let them see the world and gain some experience along the way.

In a small bamboo courtyard.

Ximen Chuixue, dressed in white, sat quietly on a stone stool.

Holding a handkerchief, he gently wiped his black-sheathed sword.

On the stone table beside him.

Besides a tea set, there was also an incense burner.

Three sticks of sandalwood incense that had just been lit not long ago were inserted in the burner.

Wisps of green smoke were drifting away faintly.

As the legendary Sword God of the martial world.

He had always held a pious, sacred, serious, and respectful heart toward fighting.

Before every time he killed someone.

He would bathe and burn incense.

Deciding the time for bathing and burning incense based on the strength of his opponent.

And this time.

Perhaps because the time was too rushed.

He didn't have much time to prepare for this.

But regardless.

In his heart, Ye Gucheng was the opponent he had always wanted to challenge!

For such a respectable opponent.

He didn't want to give up bathing and burning incense just because time was tight.

If that were the case.

Then his state of mind would not be perfect!

And the duel between experts, especially sword experts.

Often comes down to a hair's breadth.

Therefore.

He came to the courtyard to burn incense after bathing.

Even if there wasn't enough time.

But as long as the intention was there, it was enough!

He didn't want to duel with an incomplete state of mind!

Because this, whether for him or for Ye Gucheng, was a defilement!

Proud as he was, he would not allow such a thing to happen!

"Sigh~~"

Just at this moment.

A sigh suddenly rang out in the quiet courtyard.

Hearing this familiar voice.

Ximen Chuixue's hand wiping the sword paused for a moment.

Then returned to normal.

He didn't even lift his eyelids.

It seemed he already knew who the visitor was.

"Boring, truly too boring."

"I really don't know how you, this ice block, manage to be so sparing with words?!"

Seeing his reaction.

The visitor shook his head and complained.

With a slight force under his feet.

He floated down and sat on the stone stool opposite Ximen Chuixue.

Only his face looked somewhat unusual.

Others have two eyebrows.

But he, insisted on trimming his mustache to be as neat and beautiful as his eyebrows.

At first glance, it was as if he possessed four eyebrows.

That's right!

The visitor is none other than.

Lu Xiaofeng, the Four-Eyebrowed man who has a great reputation in the Great Ming martial world!

Only, at this moment, his face looked somewhat melancholy.

Without the slightest formality.

He picked up the teapot on the table and poured himself a cup of tea.

He opened his mouth.

Several times he wanted to speak but stopped.

"Are you here to persuade me?"

Seeming to have guessed his thoughts.

Ximen Chuixue spoke without lifting his head.

His voice was cold, and his tone was without waves.

"That's right."

Seeing that he had seen through his intentions.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't hide it either.

He nodded and said with a bitter smile.

"You two are both my best friends."

"No matter who wins, for me, it will mean one less soulmate."

"So I wanted to come and persuade you."

Although he knew.

For a swordsman.

The greatest glory in life is to die for the sword.

But he truly couldn't do it.

To watch them kill each other.

Even if the hope of successful persuasion was very slim.

But he still wanted to try!

"You don't understand."

"Some people are born, and their lives are already destined."