crane could find its master through their innate connection, but it couldn't search for anyone else all over the world. So he had to take the initiative to write to An An, and An An would reply after...The imperial gardens are deep and secluded, with not a single goose cry heard in the vast expanse of sky.
The vast sky and endless palaces stretch out before your eyes. A journey by carriage, then palanquin, finally on foot.
Walking on the desolate paving stones, weeds grew in the cracks. The white-clad Duke passed by the Qingstone Palace.
Green eaves with spiderwebs, red tiles and sparrows flying.
In the grand spectacle of Qigong, this is a corner in decline.
Churchill explained ahead, "The less people who know about your duel with the Marquis of Winchester...the better. ... Although it's hard to keep it a secret now."
There are many paths into the palace, and he was explaining why he chose this one. Chong Xuan didn't care.
He was still drunk. Let the world be confused for a while longer.
When the Son of Heaven had reigned for fifty-eight years, his will had always shrouded this land for those fifty-eight years. Wherever his sword pointed, a million armies would follow. Wherever his eyes fell, the hearts of millions followed suit. But not everyone would follow his lead.
People call him the Holy Emperor, but their hearts are not in it.
For example, Qing Shigong Jiang Wuliang was single-mindedly devoted to peace, for example, Chong Xuan Mingtu refused to lead troops, for example, Lou Lan Gong Yu Mingdi raised the banner of rebellion...
But without exception, all who defied the Emperor's will met a tragic end. Whether you were the highest ranking noble, or an unparalleled military genius, even the Crown Prince.
History has repeatedly proven the correctness of today's ruling.
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History has repeatedly interpreted how to win over the emperor's heart and what is the correct choice for facing the current emperor.
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For example, Chongxuan Mingtu plunged into the sea to save himself, Chongxuan Yunbo wore armor in his twilight years, Chongxuan Mingshan died on the battlefield, and Chongxuan Chuliang became a fierce butcher in one battle... Until Chongxuan won by clever strategy, determining the Eastern line, and Chongxuan followed Liuhe's advice to control the land of Xia. Only then did the phrase "Protecting the country, honoring the clan, this is called Chongxuan!" come about.
But this world is so magnificent precisely because everyone is different. Jiang Wang is Jiang Wang.
He was not the Loulan prince. He would not wait until his wings were full and he had enough soldiers to rebel before leaving, even taking everything he owned in Qi with him to split the earth for King Ming. He removed his armor, crown, and seal, giving up everything he had won, and left alone.
He is not Jiang Mengxiong. He cannot become a great military god of Qi, not only because he is lacking in military strategy, but also in his specific choices. Even though there are high expectations for him to become a great military god among the court and the people. It's quite interesting.
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Zhong Xuan could only feel that this world was truly fascinating!
He always seemed to see the path ahead, and therefore was very happy with surprises. He indulged in his drunkenness, and also allowed himself to be reckless.
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He was eager to see the emperor's expression, eager to see Jiang Wang's power. But his steps were still languid.
The more interesting the scenery, the slower you should take to appreciate it.
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He and Churchill spoke little, only the sound of boots on stone. They walked one after the other, like a Buddhist chant.
> No matter how long the road, it will eventually come to an end.
The palace gardens were deep, but eventually the deer was found in sight. Han Ling was outside the palace gates. At the front of Qichugong Palace, he stopped his steps, paid his respects and then left.
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"Chū Gong is waiting right here," Han Ling said, "Afterward, you'll have to send Champion Marquis back." Qū Ji thus came to a halt and nodded slightly, indicating obedience.
All the power of the Inner Court officials comes from the Son of Heaven.
The emperor bestows titles and honors only upon those with merit. When admiring someone, that person must also have achievements worthy of the bestowed honor. Even when disliking someone, they cannot be punished without cause. This is a necessary condition for a healthy political system.
But it is different for eunuchs. Within the palace walls, this is family business of the emperor, but based on whim, they can be promoted or demoted at will.
As long as one does something that pleases the emperor, they will immediately achieve great success.
However, in the Great Qi Palace, true intellectuals would never willingly approach the emperor... because that was the position of Han Ling.
The sun has already risen.
Han Ling stood in the shadow cast by the eaves of the palace, lowering her head to report to the inner court: "The Champion Marquis has arrived..." Zhong Xuan followed and immediately heard the emperor's voice— "Get out."
Right after that, he saw Qi Wu'an Hou, oh no, the commoner Jiang Wang, "roll" out.
It could truly be said that he was a commoner, because after this battle, regardless of the outcome, this man would no longer be a Marquis. His condition was alright though; there was no particular expression on his face.
Walking out from under the grand palace gate, his whole being was resolute and steadfast. From the shadows, he walked into the sunlight, his steps still bearing a hint of elegance.
The majesty of a king, the honor of a marquis, fame, power, and influence, all these were the ultimate aspirations of young men in today's world. They were hard-won after facing numerous life-or-death challenges. To give them up so easily... Of course it's dashing!
To make a choice that is harmful to oneself and beneficial to none, to face the storm that has been hidden in the shadow of Daqi with wings yet unfledged. He had previously offended Pingguo due to Daqi, Jingsetai because of the Yellow River champion, Yang Guo remnants, Xia Guo remnants, resentment from the demon clan, hatred from the sea clan... and so on. All these things, he didn't even think about them. From the moment he stepped out of the palace gate, and even for every step after that, he had to face life-or-death peril, yet he could still be so resolute, so determined... Indeed dashing!
Zhong Xuan then understood, the square in front of Lu Gong's palace was where they would fight. And it seemed that the Emperor of Qi had no intention of coming out.
Indeed, even with the Emperor's cultivation, sitting within or outside the palace wouldn't affect his observation of this battle. But he couldn't capture the Emperor's expression... What a pity.
Jiang Qingyang was like a wooden statue, slowly walking to the opposite side. There wasn't a hint of emotion on his face.
"The Champion Hou..." Han Ling respectfully called out, walking forward and softly explained the rules of the duel to Chong Xuan.
As Han Ling spoke, the intoxication in his eyes gradually faded. A pair of pitch-black and shining pupils, like those washed by water, became an undeniable black piece on this chessboard of human society. The piece fell onto the board, cutting down the great dragon.
"I have a request!" Chong Xuan, after listening quietly to Han Ling's explanation of the rules, directly waved his sleeve, bowed respectfully to the palace.
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"Speak," said Qitianzi's voice, low and commanding, as if a storm was about to break, carrying the wrath of thunder. The maidservants and eunuchs of De Lu Palace didn't dare to breathe.
"And Chongxuan, addressing himself, declared: "Your Majesty... I beg to have Jiang Qingyang executed!" Churchill's footsteps faltered, and Han Ling was astonished."
The prodigies of this generation in the state of Qi are truly surprising! Jiang Wangjian is like a sculpture, immobile.
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"Reason," said the Emperor's voice from within De Lu Gong.
"A battle that is destined to be lost, there's no need to start it." Zhong Xuan folded his hands together, his sleeves billowing in the wind. At this moment, his nonchalance and casualness vanished without a trace, replaced by the dissipated wine fumes. In their place was the aura of imperial grandeur, the might that pervaded Linzi, the unparalleled confidence: "I have no regrets for reaching the divine realm, it has been nearly two years now! There is no one in this world who can tie their hands and feet and fight me on equal terms."
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“Be bold!” Han quickly stepped forward and rebuked, “Lord Champion’s meaning is that this duel is a waste of your time”
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The Chongxuan family is a thousand-year-old noble house, a top-tier clan. Now it's a family of three marquesses, illustrious in Linzi... But these are not the foundations of Chongxuan Zun's confidence.
His confidence stems from himself.
At this moment, he glanced at Han Ling and merely said in a bland tone, "I am the Marquis of Great Qi. I am diligent in my studies and never let go of my books. Time is so precious, how can I waste it If all we want is a definite result, then why not just kill him directly! Why bother me to go through all this trouble"
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Hearing "diligent in study," Churchill, who had just been pulled out of the tavern, couldn't help but lower his head. Hearing "never letting go," Han Ling's eyelids twitched involuntarily.
But the emperor’s voice merely said, “What does Champion Marquis intend”
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"Allow him to kill me!" Chongxuan directly said, "The Battle of Xia has been nearly two years, and I haven't met Jiang Wang in life or death. If you want me to draw my sword, sparring can hardly satisfy my thirst; only a desperate fight can quench it."
He looked at Jiang Wang: "I also want to see what made Jiang Qingyang so arrogant that he thought he could take the top spot later"
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Jiang Wang opened his mouth, wanting to explain that this duel was entirely the emperor's arrangement and he had no say in it. But after thinking about it, he remained silent.
And after a moment of silence, the emperor only said: "Ready!"
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"Clear the palace!" Han Ling ordered promptly, "Everyone out!"
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The eunuchs and palace maids bowed their heads and filed out, the gate of De Lu Palace slowly closing behind them. Churchill also stood guard outside the gate.
The entire Deer Palace, besides the two people about to face a life-or-death duel, was left with only Han Ling and the Emperor. The Emperor remained inside the palace while Han Ling stood outside.
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The duel did not attract a large crowd, though countless ears crowded outside the palace gate to eavesdrop on the outcome.
"When I step onto the platform, the duel begins!" Han Ling said, taking a step back and standing directly at the edge of De Lu Palace's colonnade.
Right as he took this step, a sword cry rang out between heaven and earth!
There is no one in this world who understands the might of Chongxuan more profoundly than Jiang Wang. After participating in the Trial of Swords, ascending the Four Floors of Jianli, and achieving true self-awareness, he was struck by the sun during a battle, falling to the depths of the earth and missing out on the position of vanguard against Xia.
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At that time, he had exhausted all his efforts and there was truly no opportunity to be found. Zhong Xuan followed the divination's lead and gained a slight advantage, so he would absolutely not let go. Once he pressed down with his line, he pressed it down relentlessly.
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Along his journey, he had fought countless battles, overcoming the strong with the weak, achieving victory in desperate situations, and even surviving from the brink of death. There were only two people who, in a direct confrontation, made him realize that even when strengths were similar, battles could be incredibly difficult.
The fighting prowess of these two individuals was unparalleled in the world. Their mental fortitude and resolve were flawless. One hailed from the state of Chu, known as Dou Zhao.
There's one more, right in front of me.
Today's battle is a life-or-death struggle for him.
Of course, he laid bare his heart and soul, gathering all the emperors to give him a chance to live. But if he can't seize it, then unfortunately dying at this time is just dying at this time.
Whether out of pride or a sense of camaraderie, he helped him break free from his constraints and gave him a truly fair chance to compete. But Chong Xuanzun would never die, even the emperor himself would personally watch over him.
Just as the Son of Heaven said, he is the Marquis of Daqi, while you, Jiang Wang, are unwilling to be so anymore.
For Jiang Wang, this meant only one thing—he could let himself go without any reservation, truly unleashing all of his killing power.
He will give it his all!
> Wield your own sword and walk your own path!
As Han ordered his boots to step onto the stairs, it was also the moment he unsheathed his sword. The azure robes had vanished amidst the clouds, and the sword's cry resonated powerfully through King Qi's palace!
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With a deafening roar, the voice of the sword rang out!
The sky suddenly became filled with dark clouds, and terrifying lightning bolts spread across the entire square, forming a forest of light! The lightning flashed like pythons striking the ground, cleansing all of Chong Xuan Zun's movement space.
But he merely took a step forward, stepping into the Sun Shrine.
This Diamond Thunderbolt of the Outer Path's sound is heavy and profound, which Xuan Zun has already seen before. Unexpectedly, today it booms forth so magnificently... but that's all there is to it!
Facing He Xuanzun, how could Jiang Wang vie for the lead with old tactics What he cared about was the sword Jiang Wang had swung directly at him.
Glass tiles and golden bricks, white jade used to build the balustrades, pearls illuminate the divine king. The magnificent palace traverses through the lightning net, divine light contrasting with the thunderous glow.
Zhong Xuan stood tall, hands behind his back, in the sacred courtyard. His hair danced lightly in the wind, and his star-cold eyes seemed to drop onto Jiang Wang like pieces on a chessboard!
Genjutsu, a myriad of stars!
It is known that Marquis Wu'an possesses extraordinary skills in the art of divination. Today, let us put them to the test!
Jiang Wang's eyes had completely transformed into crimson gold. Even under the roaring thunder and brilliant divine light, they remained so conspicuous, radiating an immortal, dazzling glow.
But amidst this crimson, patches of black appeared, like pieces on a chessboard. The children of crimson numbered only two, while the children of darkness were infinite.
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The immortal light was swiftly strangled.
Jiang Wang lightly turned her eyes, ignoring the encroaching killing intent, and instead searched for Chong Xuan's eyes in the star-studded chessboard.
In eyes the color of burnished gold, a single crystal thought spun gently. Never before had so many pieces been laid out on the board.
At a glance, I see the dust of the world, searching for stars in the night sky. Found it!
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The Heavenly Gate descends! Boom boom boom boom boom!
The ancient and noble Tianque, descending upon the world of profound mysteries inhabited by divine souls.
The world Jiang Wang saw was so vast, the universe boundless, and the starry sky dreamy. The towering and mysterious Yun Shen Hall sat in the center of the universe.
But as soon as he pushed open the gate to the Heavenly Terrace, a blazing sun was right in front of him.
A dazzling and brilliant figure, bathed in golden light, stepped out from the scorching sun. His features were vaguely discernible, hinting at a past of great elegance.
Before Chong Xuanming set sail, he compiled all his knowledge into the ancestral hall. This was the unique killing technique he created, Tianchi Martial Spirit!
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He was devoted to the battle of spiritual consciousness, unstoppable in his advance, and could only achieve success when a divine presence descended. At this moment, Chongxuan walked from the gate to his front door.
The God-King descends, clad in white robes with a sharp blade hanging.
Colorful Buddha's palms reach out, six desires bewildering, causing all to fall.
With just a raise of his hand, Chongxuan's blade gleamed like a silver galaxy!
A torrent of sword light sent the Six Desires Buddha's Palm crashing back towards the Heavenly Gate.
Zhong Xuan raised his sword, intending to slash through the door. Suddenly, a flash of light appeared behind it, revealing the face of the Six Desires Bodhisattva! Jiang Wangbao's appearance was magnificent and sacred, with light swirling around him, symbolizing the six realms. However, in his eyes, a golden flame leaped out – the divine fire of samadhi!
The True Fire of Samadhi was the first supernatural power that Jiang Wang acquired. It accompanied him throughout his growth, from the solitary young man who drew his sword and stood before the heavy Xuan Sheng to the human hero he is today.
It was a journey of traversing north and south, conquering east and west, battling through deserts, calamities, the demon realm, and beyond. Facing true demons, heavenly demons, transcendent beings, and all living creatures, each encounter filled gaps in knowledge... feeling the three aspects of worldly affairs, savoring the bitterness of the mundane world, and finally blossoming.
The same supernatural powers can manifest differently in different people.
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In Jiang Wang's view, the core of this divine ability is "Sammadhi," which represents the essence and true meaning of all things. Before blooming, seek outside; after blooming, seek within.
If explained by Jiang Wang's current understanding, it is "wide hearing" and "my hearing." Having seen the three secrets of the world, return to contemplate the three secrets of the original heart.
It is precisely because of this that one can clearly see one's true self and chart one's own path. The heart is the fire of the sovereign, also known as the divine fire, whose name is Shangmi.
At this moment, Jiang Wang ignited the Three-Headed Divine Fire on the spiritual battlefield, and his spiritual power received unparalleled nourishment.
His manifestation of spiritual awareness granted him the right to step outside the threshold and challenge even a celestial martial spirit empowered by heaven's decree. And he truly crossed the threshold!
If we say that Chaotianque suppressed the soul world of Chongxu Zun, erasing his home-field advantage. The Three Truths Divine Fire allowed Jiang Wang to comprehend the true nature of the soul.
The expansion of spiritual power happened in an instant, at the very moment when Jiang Wang stepped out of the ancient stone gate with one foot, his palm horizontally gripping the blade! With a reverse hand, he drew out the Heavenly Que and smashed it down towards Chong Xuan Zun with utmost ferocity.
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