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Volume 2: The Suave Romance Chapter 599: Happy Encounter

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    "For decades, Daqi and Zhou have regarded each other as mortal enemies, and they have been arguing endlessly. They have tolerated and co-opted the Turks in every possible way, but they have only allowed them to grow bigger, even to the point where they cannot lose their tail, and have become a serious nuisance. In recent years, the ambitions of the Turks have become more and more inflated, and they rely on  Hummers and strong soldiers constantly harassed the neighbors, especially the smaller tribes, who were enslaved and bullied by them.

    As far as the child knows, the Khitan has long been rebellious. However, it is alone and Kumoxi is watching from the side, so it does not dare to act rashly. If we can give the Khitan some materials to make it stronger, even if they do not take the initiative to provoke  Turks, presumably Turks will not sit idly by and ignore it.

    As long as the Turks have no time to look south, we can take the opportunity to stabilize the situation and integrate all our forces. By then, even if the three families invade, they will be completely defeated and will never come back.  "

    The murderous intent floated in Gao Xing's eyes, the smile at the corner of his mouth was as cold as ice, and his tone was full of strong confidence.

    Gao Changgong looked at Gao Xing with pleasure, and said with emotion: "My father thought that you and the Khitan prince were friends to form a cavalry, but I didn't expect that you had already made foresight and nipped in the bud, and it was not as good as my father."

    Gao Gao smiled sheepishly: "Father, I'm grateful."

    Gao Changgong smiled and shook his head, paused, and then said: "Your strategy is good, but how can you guarantee that the Khitan will not become another Turk."

    Happy raised his eyebrows and smiled confidently: "Father, the Turks seem to have a large number of people and are extremely powerful, but they lack organizational training and are just a mob. If they are not engaged in production, they are destined to be unable to fight for a long time. These are their fatal consequences.  Weaknesses, as long as we seize their weaknesses and attack them head-on, the Turks will be defeated.

    In the Han Dynasty, Huo Qubing was able to drink from the vast sea of ??horses and banish wolves to live in Xu. Didn¡¯t his father have the confidence to conquer the Turks? As long as Daqi is strong enough, if I want the Khitan to live, he will live. If I want him to die, how can he live?  .  "

    Gao Changgong stared blankly at the joy, his heart was agitated by the shock, and even the blood all over his body was boiling.

    How can a truly strong man be afraid? Even if the enemy is extremely powerful, I will still go forward head-on. Even if there are thousands of people, I will go alone. Only with such pride and ambition can I truly be proud of the world.

    After a long time, Gao Changgong said softly: "Xing'er, you can do whatever you want. My father will give you a solid support. My father hopes that one day you will reach the pinnacle of life. In this way, even if I, Gao Changgong, are loved by thousands of people,  It means that it is worthy to be spurned by our ancestors."

    Although Gao Changgong's tone was gentle, these plain words were like a hot stream of heat, pouring into his heart, and then spreading into his limbs and bones, filling his body with infinite power, and the deep father's love also filled his mind.  The firm, iron-clad man's eyes became moist at that moment.

    "Daddy, the child will not let you down."

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    Under the soft breeze and the warm morning light, a melodious and soft piano sound dispelled the last darkness of the night and awakened the sleeping Jinyang City.

    The sound of the piano came from the backyard of the Prince Regent's Palace. The person playing the piano was a young woman, dressed in a long black dress. Her slender jade fingers like spring onions gently picked and twisted slowly, and the sound like pearls falling on a plate came from far away. Her bright eyes were watching closely.  In the courtyard, the silky affection in the eyes is like spring water in a lake, and the smile on the red lips makes the flowers eclipse.

    Following the woman's gaze, she saw a young man with a slender figure, a jade face and red lips, eyebrows, eyes, mouth and nose, all of which were exquisite and handsome. He was so handsome that the woman was envious and jealous, and he was even more handsome in white clothes.  He is handsome, handsome and elegant,

    The man stood casually under an old tree in the center of the yard, his legs slightly separated, his feet uneven, and his hands hanging naturally by his legs. His eyes were slightly lowered, and he stared quietly at the long sword stuck in front of him.  , his eyes are deep and silent, like a cold pool without any ripples, and his whole person seems like an eternal sculpture. Even if he looks across the sea and the fields, he remains unmoved.

    I don't know how long it took, but the man who stood still suddenly moved. His right hand hanging by his side suddenly pulled out the long sword in front of him from the ground. At the same time, he took a step forward with his left foot, and thrust the sword forward with his right hand. His  His movements were not fast, but his hand holding the sword was as steady as a rock, and his movements were as smooth as flowing water without any lag, giving people a pleasing feeling.

    ¡°Tsk,.¡±

    The long sword tore through the air, making a low whistle. The strong wind blew up and shattered several leaves three meters away. However, there was no joy or sorrow on the face of the man in white, and the long sword stagnated slightly in the air.  , even if the spin was retracted by him, and then thrust out again, the angle, speed, and strength were still the same as before.

    Amid the melodious sound of the piano, the man in white kept repeating the same action, with a persistent and solemn look on his face, his eyes still deep and silent, with only the reflection of the long sword in his dark pupils in his hands.

      When the sky was bright, the last ray of piano sound dissipated, and the man in white stood up with his sword put away, exhaling a long breath of white air. The white air was as solid as a sharp sword, and it shot out for more than a foot before slowly dissipating.  ,

    At this moment, the silent eyes of the man in white finally gained a touch of brilliance. His fair face was instantly covered with a layer of large beads of sweat, and the clothes on his back were soaked with sweat. His entire body was soaked with sweat.  The person seems to have just been fished out of the water.

    "Husband, thank you for your hard work. Wipe your face." The girl in black slowly came to the man in white. Her beautiful eyes were filled with affection and her voice was soft and delicate. As she spoke, she gently wiped the face of the man in white.  sweat,

    "Hua'er, I'll do it myself." The man in white smiled fondly, inserted the long sword into the ground again, then took the handkerchief from the woman in black and wiped the sweat on his face.

    "Husband, is there any breakthrough?" the woman in black asked while flicking off fallen leaves from the man in white.

    The man in white sighed with regret, shook his head and said: "I'm just close to getting there, but I still can't get there. Cultivation is not about forcing yourself to get something, it's better to take it step by step. Although I can't use my internal strength now, my body is better than before.  I just take this opportunity to understand the martial arts in detail and walk out of my own way."

    The woman in black chuckled, nodded vigorously and said, "I believe that with my husband's intelligence, he will definitely succeed."

    "I'd like to lend you some good advice. Let's go. It's getting late. I've been practicing all morning and I'm a little hungry." The man in white returned the handkerchief to the woman. He held the long sword upside down with his left hand and held the latter's hand warmly with his right hand.  Walking towards the room together with soft little hands,

    This man and woman are Gao Xing and Zhang Lihua,

    Since Gao Xing was injured, Yuan Tiangang has been living in the Regent's Mansion. Firstly, he secretly protects the Regent Gao Changgong, and secondly, he is also thinking about ways to restore Gao Xing's skills. Regarding Gao Xing's speculation, Yuan Tiangang, Sun Simiao and Taoist Priest Yuqing also  I basically agree that if Gao Xing wants to regain all his power, he can only break through the current bottleneck.

    A warrior¡¯s practice of refining essence, qi, and spirit is divided into three major stages, namely: refining essence to transform into qi, refining qi to transform into spirit, and refining spirit to return to emptiness.

    There are so many monks in the world, but most of them are in the stage of refining Qi. Even those who have reached the peak are rare. These people are all heroes, such as Liu Zhong and the Golden King of the Holy Fire Sect.  , and those who can enter the realm of refining qi and transforming into gods are even rarer. The magic stick Yuan Tiangang, who is known as the best master in the world, is a figure at this level. As for refining gods and returning to the void, it has never been heard of anyone who has achieved this level throughout the ages.  level,

    According to Yuan Tiangang's judgment, Gaoxing is at the peak of refining Qi and is facing a breakthrough. At this level, it is no longer necessary to rely on meditation to accumulate Qi, but to understand the "Tao", which is mysterious and mysterious.  You can understand something that is indescribable. Once you understand it, you can soar to the sky. If you don't understand it, your strength will stop here in this life. No matter how hard you make progress,

    In the previous life, due to the rise of hot weapons, martial arts declined greatly, and countless unique skills were lost. Even if Gao Xing could only practice the "Secret of Immortality" to the fifth level, he would be arrogant and arrogant.  Along the way, I didn¡¯t have a deep understanding. Fighting with others relies more on unparalleled speed and strength.

    Now, with Yuan Tiangang right in front of him, how could Gao Xing not ask for advice at all, but although Yuan Tiangang did not refuse, the mysterious level cannot be described and taught in words. Finally, Yuan Tiangang decided to practice a sword technique, hoping that Gao Xing would  can feel something,

    Gao Xing clearly remembered that he was in this small courtyard yesterday. Yuan Tiangang just waved his hand and he felt that the world was dimming in an instant. The space around him solidified instantly, and his heart seemed to be controlled by an invisible force. The depressing feeling made him  He almost went crazy, and a stone table about half a foot thick, three meters away from Yuan Tiangang, turned into powder with his seemingly light wave, and the ground with a radius of three meters sank half an inch.

    At that moment, Gao Xing was soaked with sweat, and boundless fear and excitement enveloped his body and mind. He never thought that someone could make him fearful, and he was so scared that he couldn't even think of fighting back. He was excited because he  Seeing a brand new door to martial arts opening in front of him, he looked forward to one day reaching the heights of Yuan Tiangang, or even surpassing him.

    Because of this, Gao Xing calmed down and started practicing from scratch, starting from the most basic sword moves, to understand and explore his own sword intent and his own martial arts. Zhang Lihua was good at music, so he played the piano just for Xing Xing.  Careful concentration is beneficial, and then the scene in the morning happened,

    After breakfast, Gao Xing wanted to go to the military camp for inspection, but he heard the concierge announcing that there was a visitor.

    "Who is coming?"

    "Back to the young prince, the visitor claims to be from Yingzhou. His surname is Wang and his given name is Wang Yan."

      "Wang Yan, he's back." Gao Xing immediately stood up from his seat in surprise and shouted loudly: "Quickly lead Mr. Wang Yan to the living room and entertain him well. If you lose etiquette, don't blame me for being rude."

    "Yes." The concierge was smart, agreed and left in a hurry, but he was a little surprised in his heart. Why did Wang Yan, a young businessman and an unknown person, let the young prince lose his composure?
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