There was a shirtless man on the mountainside who was fighting against the waterfall. Without relying on his sword power, he tried to cut the waterfall open so that the water wouldn't flow onto him.

There is a big river on the top of the mountain. The waterfall water is the melted snow water of the Snowy Mountains on the Kunlun Mountains due to the hot weather, so it is so cold and biting. And the river is lined with countless bottles and jars, white porcelain, blue and white porcelain, etc.

There were all kinds of things. Two old men squatted by the river, constantly pulling out the corks of the bottles and pouring out the elixirs and potions in the bottles.

These two old men, one is the head of Kunlun, Han Tuanzi, and the other is Li Qingyun.

These medicines washed straight down with the water flow. Qi Taichu vaguely felt that the color of the water had changed a little, but he couldn't really tell where it had changed. He could only think that he was dazzled.

The two people on the top of the mountain were pouring bottles faster and faster, and Li Qingyun could even control hundreds of bottles to float in mid-empty with their mouths facing down.

Qi Taichu only felt a little hot on his body, as if the water in a waterfall had become scalding hot. He murmured in the water: "It's strange. Why is it getting hotter and hotter? It's not because it's been in the water for too long, right?"

Qi Taichu was still swinging his sword to hit the waterfall above. The water was so heavy that Qi Taichu almost knocked out his sword several times. A raindrop the size of a bean fell from a high altitude and hit the expert, who felt numb in the face.

Not to mention the pouring water, the area around this waterfall is very cool, because the water flow hits the boulders, and some of the water breaks up and turns into mist.

About two hours later, Qi Taichu just put on his clothes and shoes. The two people who were putting medicine on the top of the mountain in front of the stick of incense left. Qi Taichu felt that he was a little different, but he couldn't tell what the difference was. He just thought he had soaked in water too much.

Loose skin.

In these two hours, he has not gained nothing, but quite a lot. He has abandoned all the scattered sword intentions in his body. Now he just wants to follow his own sword path. But now is also his period of weakness, and those sword moves of his

All the sword energy was gone, and the release of it all depended on the strength of the sword energy. Many sword moves such as Yiye Zhiqiu, Spirit Snake Breaking Binding, etc. were all useless.

Qi Taichu didn't care whether he suffered losses or not, everything had its own destiny.

The agitation of the waterfall is frank, the invisibility of the water is better than the visible, and defense is the attack. It seems ordinary but is the most deadly.

On this day, on the mountainside of Kunlun Mountain, a sword energy passed by the waterfall where Qi Taichu learned his sword, disturbing the wild beasts and birds in the trees in the mountain. Li Qingyun, who was in the Kunlun leader Han Tuanzi's dojo, felt it, but he just smiled with relief.

Make any evaluation.

"Without sword moves and sword skills, I only have my own sword energy. How should I deal with the enemy?" Qi Taichu sat on the boulder. The falling water curtain above his head was blocked by an invisible wall. Qi Taichu got up and swept over.

When I looked up from the shore, it took me so long to take a close look at this waterfall.

I saw a large waterfall dozens of meters thick, like an angry silver dragon, swooping down from mid-air and plowing into the center of the pool. The water roared, whipped up gusts of wind, and spurted out torrential rain like hail.

The small water droplets splashed from the waterfall are as fine as smoke and dust, filling the air and turning into mist. It covers the mountain streams and trees with a thin veil.

On a small road, a man who didn't have much money to buy new clothes used his money to buy several jars of wine made from peach blossoms. This wine is called Meiziyan. For ordinary people, this wine is considered a fine wine, and this wine also has its own characteristics.

According to myths and legends, a peach fairy suddenly realized this.

These precious beauties were poured into a yellow-skinned gourd. The gourd, half a man's height, was tied with a red ribbon, and the ribbon fluttered in the wind.

If Qi Taichu could definitely recognize this prodigal kid here, he would also definitely wonder why the brown gourd turned pale and yellow.

Liu Xinhui pouted and whistled while holding the wine jar. The mouth of the jar was about seven or eight feet high from the spout of the pot. The gourd was standing on the ground. He just poured it down without looking at it. He poured all the wine into the pot without any bias.

, the mystery in it is indescribable.

Liu Xinhui's mouth opened and closed slightly, and if you looked closer you could hear him mumbling something.

"Hang a wine gourd around your waist. Inside it is wine, swords and rivers and lakes."

Liu Xinhui lifted up the five fingers of the gourd filled with several jars of beauties and tied them around his waist, and walked towards one side. He thought of something again and scratched his head without stopping.

"Oh no, the sword is in my hand, let's do it again! Hang a wine gourd on your waist, there is wine and rivers and lakes in it."

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In the capital of Kangge, the person sitting on the dragon throne today is also called the Wise King by Western Chu.

"King Xian, the whole country is now spreading crazy rumors about the monster on Mount Zhaoyao. Do you want to interfere?" A young eunuch put his hands in his sleeves and bent down slightly.

"No. Also, don't call me Xian Wang. Xian Wang is a bad posthumous title given to me by the people of Chu. My people in Kang Ge will not give people posthumous names. They will call their leaders emperor! Only they

Only people from Chu can call themselves king, and my people in Kang Ge will call me Emperor Yan!"

"Ah, please remember this, Wei Chen." The young eunuch was so frightened that his head broke out in a cold sweat, and he swallowed and said.

"It doesn't matter, just be more careful in the next life. If someone comes, drag him down and kill him." Di Yan's tone was extremely calm, making people think he was just joking.

"No! No! Your Majesty, I was wrong." Without giving the young eunuch much chance to cry for his father, he was dragged down by the men in black who rushed up and dragged him down with an iron hook connected by two iron locks.

"What's going on over there in Xichu?" Di Yan closed his eyes and leaned on the dragon chair.

"Reporting to your Majesty, the situation is not very optimistic. The soldiers cannot adapt to the combat environment on the barbarian side of Western Chu and have been defeated repeatedly." Lin Suoyan said beside him.

"Here comes paper and ink."

After saying this, two palace maids with curvy figures brought rice paper and ink from both sides. Di Yan dipped the ink into the rice paper and wrote forty numbers on the rice paper.

It is as fast as the wind, as slow as the forest, as aggressive as fire, and as motionless as a mountain. It is as unpredictable as the shadow, and as moving as the thunder. It plunders the countryside to divide the people, outlines the territory and divides the benefits, and moves with power.

This is how to deal with the environment where various enemies are located.

According to the needs of the battlefield situation, when the army moves quickly, it is like a swirling wind; when it marches calmly, it is like a slowly unfolding forest; when it attacks a city and plunders a land, it is like a fierce fire; when it is stationed and defended, it is like a mountain; when it is hidden, it is like a dark cloud covering the sun.

; When a large army is dispatched, it is like a thunderous thunder. To seize the enemy's property and plunder the people, the troops should be divided into operations. To expand the territory and seize the benefits, the troops should be divided to guard the key points.

To be able to survive among the many sons of the old emperor and still sit on the throne of the emperor is naturally extraordinary for ordinary people. Not only is his mental skills like those of an emperor, but his physical constitution is also extraordinary for ordinary people. That is the ancestral secret technique passed down from generation to generation of the Chen family. Every member of the Chen family

Once a generation has reached a certain level of cultivation, they can leave their body to the next person, but this has to be done after one generation, that is, a father cannot pass it on to his son, only a grandfather can pass it on to his grandson.

And Di Yan's physique was what his grandfather taught him before he died. It is rumored that he has the physique of an immortal. His physical fitness is like that of an immortal and cannot be destroyed by ordinary weapons in the world. And with half of his own efforts and half of the outside help, he has cultivated to the level of heaven.

He is in the central realm, but why does he look so helpless in front of outsiders? It's not like his grandfather said that a real person shouldn't show his face, he has to hide his butt well, lest some rough guy can't help but look at it.

He also knew this truth, but he always laughed at his grandfather for being too vulgar, but the kind old man always smiled and smoked a big cigarette and said something like "grandfather's words are rough and unreasonable".

Di Yan looked sideways at the civil servants, all of them buried their heads in their hands, and snorted coldly: "Look at you idiots, you seem to have endless water to criticize the Jianghu people. Why do you act so damn stupid when you see me?"

Is it like an old mother who was fucked by someone, or is there too much of my shit in her mouth, and she is afraid that if it comes out, I will blame you? Ah!"

With the last sound, Di Yan slapped the armrest of the dragon chair angrily. This sound frightened everyone in the audience to tremble. Only Lin Haoyan and Rong Guangqian, his right-hand men beside him, looked as usual.

"You think my shit is precious, and I am pleased, but what I need is a strategy for governing the country! Only in this way can it be conducive to the long-term development of Kange! In this way, anyone who advises, well, pass on my orders! No matter what the size of the officials,

, ministers and common people, those who can criticize my faults face to face will be given high rewards; those who write letters to directly advise me will be given medium rewards; those who can criticize and discuss my faults in public places where people gather, and have them reach my ears

Those who do, will be given inferior rewards.”

After hearing what Emperor Yan said, the emperor wrote a personal letter to Hanlin and quickly wrote on the paper, "The Emperor is entrusted with the destiny of Heaven and summons: The ministers, officials and people who can criticize Emperor Yan's mistakes will receive the highest reward; those who write to remonstrate with Emperor Yan will receive the middle reward;

Those who can slander and ridicule the city and court and hear the emperor's words will receive a reward."

Emperor Yan is well aware of the importance of people's hearts and minds. It is said that those who win the hearts and minds of the people win the world. Our ancestors have said before that ships are like monarchs and emperors, and water is like people. Water can make the ship float and move, and it can also overturn the ship. You just

Being made a prince, one must be afraid of it.

As for suppressing Nanyang and smearing Nanyang everywhere, it is purely because he is afraid that Nanyang will win the hearts and minds of the people. Nanyang's strength is not inferior to that of the imperial court. If he is allowed to win the hearts and minds of the people, Kang Ge will believe in the king sooner or later. However, his only eldest son Wang Yushu has already stepped down.

She entered Tianmen as a beauty and became an immortal, so she paid much less attention to Nanyang.

Now the court's focus is on three things. First, Dongxuan's plan to restore the country cannot be carried out smoothly. Dongxuan does not have a good policy, just like a pile of firewood tied to a hair. If it is suppressed a little, it can be solved.

The reason why they have been reluctant to destroy it completely is because the relationship between the Dongxuan Empress, the Chuan Empress Zhang Xiaoyan, and Qi Taichu is unusual, and it is very likely to cause Nanyang to rebel. Nanyang cannot be in chaos at this time, so we must

The second thing is involved. If Nanyang rebels, Kang Ge will face the siege of Nanyang, Xi Chu and even Dongxuan. Now he is in a stalemate with Xi Chu. If Nanyang intervenes, it will not be a good thing.
Chapter completed!