Signing Into Immortal Martial World

　　 Winter goes to spring, and half a month passed in a blink of an eye.

　　 The battle of Snowy Pass that sensationalized Tianjing before has been settled.

　　 Youxiang led many members of the Ministry of Rites to personally go to Yanzhou to negotiate and negotiate.

　　 In the end, it was decided that Yongxueguan would be the boundary, and the well water of both sides would not violate the river water.

　　 In addition, the Yuanmeng dynasty wanted to return the remains of the five princes Zhao Cheng and Gongshunhou.

　　 and give appropriate compensation to preserve Da Zhou decently.

　　 Above the covenant, there are such promises.

　　 "To show the enemy's weakness, sooner or later there will be chaos."

　　 Zhao Mu sat in the case room and sighed softly.

　　 Imprisoned in the cold palace, the news is not well informed.

　　 It was not until the end of the Yanzhou League that he learned about it from the eunuchs and palace ladies who had broken mouths.

　　 The vast territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty ranks first among the four countries.

　　 Forty-nine states in the world account for half of them.

　　 Every city, every state.

　　 Those are the achievements of the emperors of the past, who sacrificed many soldiers.

　　 Cut to a snowy pass, it may not be a big deal.

　　 But without it, the Sixteenth City of Yanyun was exposed to the claws of the Prairie Empire.

　　 If this danger is lost, the wolf riders of the Yuan and Meng dynasty can drive straight in and sweep the Central Plains.

　　 So no matter what, Yongxueguan should return to the hands of Da Zhou.

　　 Helplessly, the situation is better than others, and those who are lost on the battlefield cannot be taken back to the negotiating table.

　　 "The Sixteenth City of Yanyun is a natural danger, lying between the Yanran Mountain Range and the northbound mountain range, and there are 16 fortresses guarding the city, forming an indestructible border defense line."

　　 Zhao Mu has read many geographies, and naturally understands the importance of the snow pass.

　　 "No wonder, Mr. Wen Yan would be so angry that he would yell at him."

　　In the Imperial City Ouchi, there are the most people of a few kinds.

　　 Eunuchs, idlers, women.

　　 As soon as any news comes out, it will fly around the inner court like wings.

　　 I have heard of even a cold place like Changle Palace.

　　 Above the court hall yesterday, Taifu Wen Yan, who has always been upright and careful of etiquette.

　　 yelled at the Right Phase, calling the Yanzhou Union League and humiliating the country.

　　 Signing the right side of this covenant is simply atoning for his sins.

　　 Wenchen, military commander, also became a quarrel.

　　 The emperor Zhou was extremely angry, and walked away on the spot.

　　 "The Great Zhou Dynasty was only two hundred years old, and the people in all states and counties were not satisfied with food and clothing. Coupled with the annexation of the land by the family, the clans and factions suppressed one party and went rampant."

　　 In his spare time, Zhao Mu also ponders the general trend of the world and fights in court.

　　 It's not that he has any interest in the Ninth Five-Year Throne, just to pass the time and use his brain.

　　 Just like the previous life, when I get bored, I surf the Internet.

　　 "I want to come to the emperor, but also very helpless, empty ambition, but not enough strength to support."

　　From the position of the father, Zhao Mu can actually understand why the Yanzhou Covenant was signed.

　　 Although there are Tianlong Buddhist Temple, Yunzhongju, and Hunyuan Dao in the Great Zhou Dynasty, these three authentic sects stand on top of each other.

　　 But the emperor Zhou could not drive the masters of the rivers and lakes to give his life to the court in vain.

　　 Facing the Yuan and Meng dynasty, as well as the Blessed Maha Palace and the emperor Batheba behind it, Da Zhou could only retreat.

　　 Plus, how the world is going to work is not to listen to Zhou Tianzi's opinion.

　　Langya King, Qinghe Cui, Fan Yanglu, Chen Junxie.

　　 These four gate valves that have survived several dynasties are still standing.

　　Which one is not a protege, who is scattered all over the state and counties, and has a profound background that is hard to guess?

　　 When the great patriarch of the Great Zhou Dynasty founded the country, there was even a saying that "the king and Zhao share the world".

　　 It can be seen that the power of the clan is deeply rooted and has a wide reach.

　　 "I probably understand why the emperor of martial arts has never appeared in all dynasties."

　　The more he thought about it, the deeper he got. After pondering for half an hour, Zhao Mu suddenly woke up.

　　 is clearly in the Ninth Five-Year throne, sitting on infinite resources, the secret of magic.

　　 Why is it rare to see the emperor of the Eighth Layer of the Mortal Realm and the God-turned Master in each dynasty?

　　 Governing a big country is like cooking small fresh food, it takes too much thought.

　　Budo pays attention to sincerity, and once you get too distracted, it is difficult to achieve something.

　　 "So, you should practice martial arts."

　　Thinking diverged for a while, Zhao Mu tried his best to restrain the distracting thoughts.

　　 After the establishment of the Great Zhou for two hundred years, he experienced three generations of emperors.

　　 Even if you lose a battle once, the knowledge accumulated before is placed here, and it will not fall for a while.

　　 Even though the Yuan and Mongolian dynasties integrated the various parts of the grassland, the Bathsbawi of the Immeasurable Maha Palace ruled the world.

　　 There are ten authentic martial arts in the Central Plains, and six holy places. How can foreigners be allowed to do evil.

　　 "Anyway, the sky is falling down, and there is a tall man against it."

　　 Zhao Mu is full of vitality, a pure internal force flows through the limbs and a hundred skeletons.

　　 passes through various acupuncture points, and then transforms into a thread of innocent energy.

　　 Several months passed, and he practiced diligently every day.

　　 Punch, breathe, warm the body.

　　Exercise strength, exercise qi, transform internal strength.

　　 Zhao Mu didn't slack off because of the mysterious stone clock imprinted on the road.

　　 After sitting in the cold palace for twelve years, he almost fell ill.

　　 It's hard to find a goal to strive for, so naturally I work extraordinarily hard.

　　 "Sorry, how come this internal force is getting more and more."

　　 After completing several big weeks of qi, Zhao Mu's face was a little ugly.

　　 Over the past few months, every time the Dao Mark is branded, and when you check in and check in, you can get a pill to increase your skill.

　　 Occasionally luck is good, and there are internal empowerments for as little as five years and as many as ten years.

　　 Zhao Mu sighed and looked at it intently.

　　 The mysterious stone clock vibrated slightly, flowing lines of text.

　　【Zhao Mu】

　　【Two hundred years of internal force】

　　【Tiger Demon Bone Refining Fist, Tibetan Shape Restraint Technique, Ming Shen Wudian】

　　 "Two hundred years of internal strength, how long does it take to convert all of it into true energy?"

　　 Zhao Mu sighed with helplessness. Others practiced martial arts, hoping that their internal strength would become deeper and deeper.

　　 But such a good thing falls on myself, but it is inevitable that I have a headache.

　　 Two hundred years of pure internal strength, I want to transform all into Yuanyang Qi.

　　 According to his progress, I am afraid it will take several months.

　　 "Too deep accumulation is also a trouble."

　　Zhao Mu spoke in a plain tone, the language of fascination that made people envy and hate. UU Reading www.uukananshu.com

　　 He put **** together and rubbed them slightly.

　　唰!

　　 A fierce fire line shoots directly!

　　 The candlesticks placed on the table light up suddenly.

　　 "Is this the power of true qi? Use innate essence to cultivate martial arts with different attributes, and then condense the power of the five elements, manipulate water and fire, control wind and thunder... also great magicians!"

　　 Zhao Mu has condensed dozens of strands of Yuanyang Qi like filaments, its nature is masculine to rigid, like a raging fire.

　　 All things burn when touched, and burn next to them.

　　 If the flesh and blood are contaminated by a star, I am afraid it will be lit into a human-shaped torch.

"This "Ming Shen Wu Dian" deserves to be a martial arts class. I only have three levels in the mortal realm. After refining the Yuanyang Qi in the enlightenment stage, I can release my true energy and cause harm like a master in the sixth level of mortal qi. "

　　 Zhao Mu nodded in satisfaction.

　　 There is only one fire line, so you can only order wax and burn charcoal, which is not very useful.

　　 But when he converts all his two hundred years of internal strength into Yuanyang Qi, it will be very different.

　　 In "Ming Shen Wu Dian", there are flame knives, flame arrows, **** flame protection and other moves.

　　 As long as you understand the law of transporting true energy, you can evolve all kinds of swordsmen.

　　 Plus Yuanyang Qi is overbearing abnormally.

　　 The quality of the infuriating energy is a little bit nearly burned, burning the internal organs, and fighting in battle is very cheap.

　　 "His Royal Highness, Grand Duke is here."

　　 Zhao Mu was trying to figure out the essence, realizing the mystery of the movement of true energy, and suddenly heard a sound of footsteps.

　　 He immediately meditated the mantra of "Hiding the breath, and the light and dust", adjusted his internal strength, and converged his vigorous blood that was boiling like a stove.

　　 After a while, an old **** ran up to him, panting and saying:

　　 "There is an imperial decree!"