Tang Ming stood by the pavilion of the mansion, and from time to time raised the bait in his hand, attracting the koi in the pond to compete with each other for food.

He had been locking himself up here for three days, and some things were like a sharp blade piercing him in his heart.

So many people died in an unknown way. The blood of hundreds of thousands of people in Qingxia City seemed to be gambled on his chest, making him breathless.

It has been three days since Han Daxiong entered the palace. In other words, Tang Ming has been the only one in the entire mansion in the past few days.

A Sima Qingyun cannot vent the depression in Tang Ming's heart.

What he couldn't understand was why cultivators came from the vast number of sentient beings, so why did they regard sentient beings as ants?

At this moment, Tang Ming suddenly missed the time he was in Liangchan Temple. If Uncle Seven was here, I would probably give himself an answer, right?

There are also those two young brothers. Although they are not very reliable in their work, their hearts are as big as glass. Things in the world are nothing but a fragrant bread.

Thinking of this, Tang Ming suddenly showed a rare warm smile on his face, but there was a sense of decay spreading in this warm smile.

Tang Ming sprinkled out the bait in his hand, stretched out his right hand, and touched the incense scar rings on his long hair.

Strangely, no matter how advanced his cultivation level was, the incense scar rings on his head never increased or decreased.

All the scenes that happened in the Two Zen Temples came to Tang Ming's mind, but Tang Ming didn't notice that his already blocked acupoints began to collapse.

The cultivation level of the peak of the innate level suddenly retreated, like water breaking through the dam, and retreated back at a speed visible to the naked eye.

There was no snow in the sky, but Tang Ming's long hair slowly turned into a white frost color, and his silver hair looked extremely dazzling in the green courtyard.

The one hundred and eight acupoints gradually became stagnant, the two poles of the pearls were dull, and even the most mysterious ghost spear gradually dissipated in his consciousness.

"Boy Tang, you...what do you want to do?!"

The last angrily shout from the spirit of the weapon came from his mind, and after that, the world seemed to have entered a dead silence.

But Tang Ming looked calm at this moment, as if everything that had disappeared had nothing to do with him.

"Since you're here, why not come out and see you?"

Tang Ming stroked his white hair on his forehead with one hand and said lightly to an empty pavilion in the distance.

"Why do you have to?"

A cold voice came from the pavilion, with a hint of regret in his tone.

In the originally empty pavilion, a man with a tall figure appeared. His face seemed like a mysterious ice that would never be transformed, revealing his coldness.

"There are not enough things in this world that are unreasonable?"

Tang Ming smiled faintly, without any awareness of the sudden disaster.

Because the man standing on his Mianqin is the Young Master Xuanyue and Gongsun Zhi who made Zi Ling anxious at the beginning.

"The acupoints are stagnant and the spiritual energy is dissipated. It's not easy to get out again!"

Gongsun Zhi sighed slightly. He knew that this time, he had lost to this young man who had no cultivation without any suspense.

"I've never been there, what's the pity?"

Tang Ming always had a faint smile on his face. Gongsun Zhi asked himself that if he stood in Tang Ming's position, he would definitely not have the courage to make the same choice.

"I'll wait for you for ten years!"

Gongsun Zhi looked at Tang Ming for a while, then said a thoughtless word.

Tang Ming smiled lightly and shook his head. This guy is really unwilling to give up.

After ten years, isn’t I really that unbearable?

"A year, if you come here to find me in a year, I will definitely do my best!"

Tang Ming said seriously, of course he knew that even though he was no different from a mortal at this moment, the guy in front of him still believed that he could return to the top.

"One word is certain!"

Gongsun Zhi's expression lit up, then he turned around and turned into a stream of light and headed towards the sky.

"Hey... I said, wait for me to finish my words!"

Tang Ming shouted a few times at the sky, and the stream of light had already disappeared without a trace.

"If you don't pretend, you will die?! You can't wait for me to finish your words?"

Tang Ming looked at the streaming light that disappeared from the sky and said with a pout.

But the moment he turned around, he found that the guy with a frosty face was already standing behind him.

"What else?"

Gongsun Zhi frowned slightly. Tang Ming and him were definitely not a friendship, but it was difficult for outsiders to understand the relationship between the two.

"Do me a favor!"

Tang Ming glared at the man with the most outstanding identity in the world and said with confidence.

Gongsun Zhi's face still had a cold expression of eternal inconvenience, but Tang Ming keenly discovered that the corner of the guy's mouth seemed to have twitched.

With his hands deep into his arms, Tang Ming took out an object from Gongsun Zhi's surprised expression.

"Dragon Soul Grass?"

When he saw the spiritual object in Tang Ming's hand, even Gongsun Zhi couldn't help but flash a touch of emotion in his eyes.

"That's right, I want to ask for help in something!"

Tang Ming shook the dragon soul grass in his hand. This thing was stolen from the hands of the eight major forces on the Dragon and Phoenix Altar.

"I'll send this Dragon Soul Grass to the Ninth Level of Heavenly Xuan and hand it over to Xiong Wushuang!"

Tang Ming looked at Gongsun Zhi seriously and said lightly.

At the Dragon and Phoenix Cemetery, Xiong Wushuang and the Double-Headed Eagle-horned Eagle-horned Beast were all in the limelight. I believe it would be not difficult to find him as Gongsun Zhi.

"Do you know that when the eight major forces went to the Dragon and Phoenix Cemetery to make the purpose of this spiritual herb. If you hand him over to me today, aren't you afraid that I will go greedy?"

He was as cold as Gongsun Zhi, and was shocked by Tang Ming's unexpected behavior. If it were him, he would not have given such an important thing to an outsider.

"Haha, Gongsun Zhi, you lose one step further!"

Tang Ming laughed and then replied to the question.

Gongsun Zhi, who was standing beside him, was also stunned, but a look of frustration immediately appeared on his face.

Tang Ming was right. In terms of courage, he lost to the young man in front of him again.

The light of inspiration flashed, and the dragon soul grass in his hand disappeared. Gongsun Zhi, who was standing in front of him, disappeared from the spot.

Tang Ming smiled faintly. He was also betting that a proud and arrogant person like Gongsun Zhi would not deteriorate himself for the sake of spiritual objects.

Although Xiaobai's situation can be maintained, it will last for a long time, after all, it will have a significant impact on his own roots and bloodlines.

Besides, he is still inseparable from Xuanyuan Imperial City for a while, so Tang Ming can only hand over the Dragon Soul Grass to Gongsun Zhi.

Although he and Gongsun Zhi met only twice, he understood that if a person like Gongsun Zhi was not the Dragon Soul Grass, even if it was a precious thing, as long as he agreed to you, he would definitely not have greed.

"The Xuanyuan Dynasty is full of dangers. Now that you have lost all your cultivation, you must not die!"

In the sky, Gongsun Zhi's unique cold voice came from afar.

Tang Ming raised a middle finger to the sky, then turned around and left the courtyard.

...

At this moment, in the Grand Hall of the Xuanyuan Dynasty, Han Xiaoyu sat upright on the hall, and the civil servants and military generals were arranged in sequence.

"Your Majesty, the Nanmang Dynasty has spread its strength to attack our Chongling Fortress, and the 300,000 troops are already at the city!"

A burly general wearing armor suddenly stood up, clasped his fists with both hands, and said in a deep voice to Han Xiaoyu on the stage.

"Your Majesty, the Xuanyuan Dynasty has been newly established, and the surrounding neighbors are waiting for battle. If you want to start another war, I'm afraid..."

When the burly general's words had just fallen, a year-old civil servant stood up and said in a trembling tone.

"The doctor of the Supreme Court is unwilling to start a war again. So what should we do according to what the doctor of the Supreme Court said?"

Behind the burly general, a young general stood up and looked at the decadent old man with a sneer and asked.

"There are eight countries around my Xuanyuan Dynasty. If we start a war at this time, we will affect our whole body, so fighting is the worst."

"If you send an envoy to the eight countries, you can get a chance to breathe. This is the best way to be safe from the country!"

The old man stood in the middle of the hall with a trembling trembling voice.

"I dare to ask the senior doctor, what will the envoy take as the foundation to touch the hearts of tigers and wolves of the eight countries?"

Xiao Bieli, who had been standing on the eight-eight-grade steps, asked faintly after looking at Han Xiaoyu who was sitting upright above the treasure.

"this……"

The senior doctor had never thought about this. He felt that it would be better to quell the war than to fight, but he had never thought about what to use to shake the hearts of the Eight Kingdoms.

"Let the country send its borders? I bow my head and surrender?"

Han Xiaoyu stood up and stared at the sweaty doctor.

During this period, Han Xiaoyu's changes made Han Daxiong and the others look at each other. To put it bluntly, this girl's growth is much faster than Hua Xu.
To be continued...