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Volume 1 Faith Forges the Godhead Chapter 235 White Jade Dragon Horse

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    "My king is a thousand years old, a thousand years old, a thousand years old!" Hundreds of officials bowed down and fell to the ground.  ¡Ê¡â "My king is a thousand years old! A thousand years old! A thousand years old!" The soldiers behind were wearing golden armor, like heavenly soldiers. At this time, they also knelt down on one knee and put down the spear in their hands. The sound was deafening, and the whole Yiyang Palace could be heard.  Turning around in the sky.  "My king is a thousand years old! A thousand years old! A thousand years old!" A group of soldiers waiting solemnly outside Yiyang Palace also knelt down, and then the people outside knelt down one after another.  Thousands of years old shouted out one after another, and for a moment, the sound of Yiyang City was like an endless wave of waves, rising into the sky, which was shocking.  The golden dragon was swimming in the air, Song Yu wore a crown on his head, his sword-shaped eyebrows were like paint, his slender hands stretched out in his robes, and his voice was majestic: "Pingshen!" "Here!" Everyone stood up together,  The clanging sound of armor clashing sounded, the palace guards opened the way, Song Yu climbed down the steps, and walked step by step towards the throne in the main hall!  "Suddenly, all the ministers gathered in the main hall, and all the civil and military officials bowed down with their jade guis in hand!  "From now on, the Secretary Pavilion will be renamed: Yi Pavilion!" The hall was solemn and silent. Song Yu sat on the throne and spoke slowly.  "Lu Yijian comes out!" "Wei Chen is here!" Lu Yijian's eyes are deep and he usually treats them calmly, but now he can't help but feel a little excited, and his blood is boiling all over his body.  "Lv Yijian is the chief assistant of the Yige, a bachelor of the Yige, and will be given the second-grade official title!" "Wei Chen accepts the order!" Lu Yijian bowed again, took the appointment letter, and then slowly retreated.  "He Shan comes out!" At this time, He Shan was wearing a military attache's robe, with a majestic posture, and walked out with dragon and tiger steps: "He Shan is here!" "He Shan, appoint a hussar general, give him the rank of second grade, and lead the troops.  Fifty thousand. " "Zhang Han, appointed General Shenwu, given the rank of second-grade officer, and commanded fifty thousand troops. " After half a day, many official positions were completed one by one.  Below, I saw a second-grade official with pure cyan aura rising into the sky above his head, and his originally abundant lavender luck was reduced a lot, but in the void, there were countless luck connected to Song Yu's body.  The Pillar of Luck replenishes losses bit by bit.  At this time, the highest possible title granted was only the second-grade title. It was not that Song Yu did not want to grant the first-grade title.  It should be noted that the first grade of luck is blue.  Song Yu is now just a king, and does not have such a huge destiny seal as the Song Dynasty.  If Song Yu forcibly grants a first-grade official title, there are only two situations that can happen. One is that his luck cannot make ends meet, causing his luck to collapse.  Another type is that the officials below are nominally first-grade, but in fact, their luck is not that of second-grade, and their reputation is empty.  "In half a month, we will go out to conquer You and Yangzhou, and we will definitely take back our Song Dynasty!" Song Yu raised his eyes lightly.  The voice is sonorous and powerful.  "Must win! Must win! Must win!" The ministers fell down, and the eyes of Zhang Han, He Shan and other generals were even brighter, sharpening their swords.  Chunyang Sect is located in the east of Southern Wilderness and is the top sect in Southern Wilderness.  As the trade fair approaches, many big forces in the Southern Wilderness are arriving one after another.  Yun Sect, War God's Temple, Haoyang Sect, Taiyi In the entire wilderness, hundreds of thousands of monks gathered from all over the world, and at the same time, the Chunyang Sect's cave was completely open.  The Cave Heaven of Chunyang Sect is also extremely vast, spanning tens of thousands of miles, and full of spiritual energy.  Scattered palaces float in the sky, decorated with fairy jade, glazed glass, and carved jade railings.  In the pavilions and pavilions, there are flashing patterns, the treasure light is bright, and the fairy spirit is full of it.  Several spiritual springs gush out from the top of the mountain and turn into roaring waterfalls.  There were cranes fluttering their wings, there were turtles spitting beads and exhaling spiritual energy. In the distance, a group of fairy birds that looked like three-legged golden crows flew across the sky, their chirps were crisp and clear Pan Hao came slowly from the sky and saw what was in front of him.  I couldn't help but feel shocked at the sight. Inside the Chunyang Sect, I saw a golden ancient tree rising into the sky. The ancient tree was thousands of feet high. Its branches were like horned dragons, and its bark was like dragon scales. It was as if it were made of gold and jade, crystal clear.  And pure, exuding a warm and ancient atmosphere.  "Fusang tree?" Even though he knew that these sects inherited from ancient times were wealthy, Pan Hao couldn't help but be shocked when he saw such a scene.  If you look carefully, you can see that there are many golden three-legged black fairy birds perched on the branches of the hibiscus tree.  There are true disciples sitting cross-legged on it, breathing in pure Yang energy. Behind them, huge three-legged crows appear, with sharp golden eyes looking at the world.  "The great elder of Tianhe Sect has arrived!" Suddenly a shouting voice sounded.  Pan Hao's heart moved and he looked back.  In front of the Dongtian Gate, there was the sound of a dragon roaring, and a luxurious jade chariot appeared.In front of the carriage, there is a nine-headed dragon pulling the carriage. This is a dragon horse that truly has dragon blood.  The dragons and horses are all fierce, their bodies are covered with pure white crystal dragon scales, their hooves are wrapped with flames, and their neighing sounds are like dragon roars. They are very powerful horses, and they come through the void pulling a jade chariot.  At this time, a handsome young man in a loose robe walked down from the jade chariot like a star holding the moon.  The young man's aura is calm and unremarkable at first glance. If you observe carefully, you will find that it is like a vast starry sky, deep and mysterious.  "Tsk, tsk, what a young great elder!" "What a big formation, so majestic!" "The white jade dragon horse is so luxurious, my dear, you must know that an adult dragon horse can be exchanged for a high-grade magic weapon." Onlookers watched.  Among the many monks, some were amazed, while others marveled at its luxury.  "Hehe, don't just look at your youthful appearance. You must know that as early as a thousand years ago, the great elder of Tianhe Sect, Star Picker, became famous. In the Yuan Shen stage, he jumped up the ranks and fought against the Venerable Dharma. He shook down the stars with one hand, which is a killer!"  At this time, a thief fat man proudly said some things.  Pan Hao was delighted, this was obviously the boss of the Big Clam Men.  "Although the Tianhe sect's character is not very good, this secret method is peerless." After watching Star Picker go away without a trace, someone finally murmured.  "Zhao Xingzi!" Pan Hao smiled softly, thinking that Zhaixingzi was not as relaxed as he seemed at this moment. After all, as far as Pan Hao knew, two powerful men had already fallen, and one of them was killed by him.  , it seems that the hatred with Tianhe Sect will become deeper and deeper!  "Huh? Fellow Taoist, it's such a coincidence!" Bao from the Big Clam Gate looked around and saw Pan Hao, his eyes lit up and he ran over with a trembling body covered in fat.  "Big news, Zhaixingzi just spoke up. Anyone who provides information about the monk who killed Xiao Che that day will be rewarded with a high-grade magic weapon. If you can get the head in person, you can replace it with a high-grade Taoist weapon." "No way! Finally there is news.  , I thought Tianpai had given up?¡±¡­ ¡°That¡¯s quite generous!¡± Bao Qiao¡¯s body trembled and he couldn¡¯t help but move.  You must know that low-grade Taoist artifacts contain the power of heaven and earth. If you open up a small plane and fall into a smaller sect, it can be used as a treasure to suppress luck.  "Master Dharma Prime Minister, do you dare to make up your mind?" Pan Hao's eyes were smiling, and this Star Picker was really taking his time to make his move. This move was probably to provoke Pan Hao to come to him automatically!  After all, Pan Hao was not well-known before and was extremely mysterious. There was no way to find him in Zhaixingzi.  "Hey, think about it! How dare we interfere with the big shot's affairs!" "Take it, but it would be nice to report a letter if you see it." Bao Wenwen took out a picture scroll from the storage ring. It was a man holding a halberd.  The figure of a heroic man with fighting spirit is not exactly what Pan Hao looks like.  Pan Hao couldn¡¯t help but touch his nose. Fortunately, his appearance usually changed. If he had used his original appearance, he would have been reported long ago.  However, this package is really well-deserved. Before the Tianhe Sect made any move, they got Pan Hao's portrait first.  "Here it comes! Here it comes! Do you want to know who the Tianhe Sect is looking for? Do you want to get a Taoist artifact? I promise to provide you with exclusive information and a portrait of the target. Don't be too lazy. I will give you the information on ten high-grade spiritual stones!  " Pan Hao hadn't come back to his senses yet, when he saw Bao asking, he stood up and shouted at the top of his lungs.  Pan Hao¡¯s whole body felt bad instantly. He was betrayed!  !  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!
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