Chapter 135: Fighting in the Dark (Please give me a reward on Monday!)

"Under the strong protection of Jade Ding Zhenren, Haotian God could only accept that the matter was over. Although, as a brother and uncle, he did not want to make things too extreme and leave no way out. However, as an emperor, he had to back down just because Jade Ding Zhenren was a disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun, which still made Haotian God feel deeply humiliated.

Therefore, after seeing off Jade Ding Zhenren and Yang Jian and his mother, Lord Haotian turned around and headed towards the Zixiao Palace thirty-three days away.

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At the request of Lord Haotian, Daoist Ancestor Hongjun took out the Book of Heaven from the Three Books of Heaven, Earth and Man. After the creation of the world, the Way of Heaven gave birth to the Three Books of Heaven, Earth and Man. The three books were not included in the list of magic weapons, but were transformed by the rules of the Way of Heaven. The Book of Earth, the placenta of Heaven and Earth, fell into the hands of Zhen Yuanzi, one of the four spirits of the creation of the world.

Because of the Book of Earth in his hand, Zhen Yuanzi survived the Dragon and Han Tribulation and the Lich Tribulation without any problems, and was even given the title of the Ancestor of Earthly Immortals. The Book of Man records the information of all the living beings in the Three Realms who have not yet achieved immortality. Once their life span is exhausted, the underworld will send out a soul-collecting messenger to take the dead soul into the underworld.

The Heavenly Book is divided into the List of Conferred Gods and the Whip for Beating the Gods, which are specially prepared by the Heavenly Dao for today. As long as one's name is on the List of Conferred Gods, after death, the true spirit hidden deep in the three souls and seven spirits, which is the root of life, will be captured by the List of Conferred Gods. When all 365 places on the List of Conferred Gods are filled, the Conferred Gods will be opened, and the gods will be canonized by the Heavenly Court. The true spirit will be immortal and the gods will not die. "

"Then, isn't that a good thing?" The Moon Goddess interrupted Tianxuan's words, a hint of envy rising in her cold voice.

Tian Xuan rolled his eyes at the Moon Goddess who seemed to be eager to have her true spirit on the Conferred God List, and said, "How can it be that simple? Once you are canonized by the Heavenly Court, you must be bound by the Heavenly Laws and become a minister and servant of the Emperor Haotian and the Queen Mother Yaochi. Even if the true spirit is immortal and the gods are immortal, if you want to deal with someone, killing them directly is always the stupidest way!"

"That's right." Yan Fei took over the conversation and gave Yue Shen a mocking look, "Sister, you might as well use your brain. After being listed on the Conferred God List, if you offend Lord Haotian, he will kill you a thousand times, how about that?"

hiss!
Hearing Yan Fei's words, Yue Shen subconsciously imagined the scene in her mind, and she took a breath and shuddered.

have to! have to! have to!
At this moment, a burst of hurried footsteps came from the stairs on the second floor, which contained anxiety from the bottom of their hearts. Tianxuan swallowed the words he was about to say to mock the Moon Goddess and turned his head to look over.

"My Lords, General Tian." A beautiful girl wearing a water-green dress, from the Wood Department of the Yin-Yang School, who was originally copying books on the first floor, appeared in front of Tianxuan, Yanfei and other girls. When everyone looked over, the girl who had just left the stairs bowed.

"What's the matter?" Yan Fei asked with a little dissatisfaction.

The girl did not dare to keep the secret, and reported: "Lady Yan Fei, General Wang Jian sent someone to tell me that an imperial edict has been delivered to Xianyang, please go and receive it."

Boom!
Upon learning that Zhengge's imperial edict had arrived, Tianxuan, who had made great contributions in the war against Yan, changed his expression slightly and his heart beat. Yan Fei, Yue Shen, Da Siming, and Shao Siming also changed their expressions. After counting with fingers, it has been more than a month since the capture of Jicheng. It must be an imperial edict of reward!
"go!"

After a short silence, Tianxuan took the lead in putting his emotions in order and uttered a word. As soon as he finished speaking, Tianxuan had already stepped towards the stairs. Seeing this, Yanfei and the other four girls hurriedly followed him.

"How much of the book have you copied?"

When Tianxuan and his party arrived at the first floor of the library, dozens of Yin-Yang School members were still copying books with their heads down. Seeing this scene, Tianxuan glanced around and asked.

"Master Tianxuanzi," one of them stood up and bowed to Tianxuanzi, "We have already copied 50% of it. If we want to copy it all, it will take at least two months!"

[Two months?] Tianxuan felt slightly disappointed upon hearing this answer, but he did not get angry.

The books collected by Yan State over the past 800 years are so vast. Most of the characters are difficult to recognize. These Yin-Yang scholars began to copy the ones that can be recognized in modern times, and the others that are difficult to recognize were left behind. Those strange characters not only need to be copied, but also the objects need to be cleaned to avoid omissions.

Strictly speaking, two months is not a long time!

………………

Bang!
Wars broke out everywhere and murderous intent was everywhere.

Although most of the Yan territory had been captured by the Qin army, King Xi of Yan led the remnants to flee to Liaodong. At this time, the Yan State, like the Dai State of King Jia of Dai, existed in name only. After the ferocious Qin army seized most of the Yan territory, it took over the area completely. However, it did not mean that Yan had completely returned to peace.

If the government is light, then the world is dark.

The land of Yan and Zhao is known for its generous and tragic people. The power of the Jianghu is extremely huge.

As the commander of the Qin army, Wang Jian was concerned about pacifying the refugees and stabilizing production. On the other hand, in the shadows that the army could not reach for the time being, the Luowang, a deadly weapon of the Qin State, was also solving all the troubles from the rivers and lakes.

In a deserted place with few people, looking around, there were only withered grass and trees in the wilderness. A Luowang killer, holding a sharp sword, mercilessly pierced the chest of the old man in front of him. The moment the sword entered the body, hot blood spurted out from the wound mercilessly, instantly dyeing the gray-brown knight's uniform red.

The old man with a fine short beard seemed to be enraged by the sword. His profound skills, which were enough to shock the martial arts world, rolled inside his exhausted body like boiling water. He struck out mercilessly, hitting the Luowang killer's chest squarely.

Immediately, the assassin, along with the sword in his hand, was knocked out. Finally, the man and the sword collided with a small mound. With a low muffled sound, the assassin, whose face was covered by the spider mask of the web, tilted his head and fainted.

There were naturally more than one Luowang assassin who came to assassinate the old man. With the dim light between heaven and earth, within a hundred feet, there were nearly a hundred Luowang assassins scattered sparsely, most of them were assassin-level and ultimate-level assassins, and there were even several earth-level assassins.

When the old man in the grey-brown knight's uniform knocked their companion away with one palm, the group of Luowang assassins did not rush over immediately, as the people in the martial arts world knew, to kill the opponent one after another. Instead, everyone stood still, motionless, like a wooden sculpture.

The old man showed no surprise at all. He raised his two fingers and tapped the wound lightly, sealing the acupuncture points and blood vessels. Although the sword had pierced his chest, it had slipped through the gaps between his internal organs, which was a real flesh wound.

Clang!
After doing all this, the old man applied his profound skills to the famous sword in his hand, which was shining with cold light, making it emit a clear and loud sword sound. Along with the sword sound, hideous cracks appeared on the sword's edge.

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