Under a barren mountain ten miles away from Xihuang City.

This barren mountain, named Kunlun, is one of the six famous mountains in Daxia. The terrain here is dangerous and few people set foot on it, even if the scenery is beautiful.

Since Xuanyuan Hao escaped from Xihuang City, he ran all the way, and with the hard battles of several hours before, the Emperor's intention was burned out and exhausted, and finally stopped under this Kunlun Mountain.

Plop ~

At this moment, Xuanyuan Hao knelt down towards Xihuang City, and he still knelt heavily, and even the stones under his knees were cracked under his knees, which shows his determination in his heart.

It is said that men have gold under their knees, so they should not kneel down easily.

But this time, he really knelt down, not only kneeling down, but also kowtowed toward Xihuang City.

The 100,000 soldiers who fell in Xihuang City deserved his knees and kowtows. Without them paving the way for him with blood, Xuanyuan Hao would never have a chance to survive in that battle.

Today, the life of Xuanyuan Hao was exchanged for the 100,000 soldiers, especially the last 15,000 soldiers, for him, he used the human wall tactics to block the two seventh-grade kings and princes for more than half an hour.

For him, Xuanyuan Hao, this half hour was related to his life.

So, from this moment, he must cherish his life.

There is no other reason, just because he shoulders the mission of 100,000 soldiers.

Xuanyuan Hao will never let the blood of 100,000 soldiers flow in vain. Someone has to pay the price for all this. This is his obsession with Xuanyuan Hao. He cannot take revenge with his own hands. Xuanyuan Hao is useless.

Bang ~

Xuanyuan Hao, who had not yet stood up, suddenly fainted to the ground and was completely unconscious.

Obviously, after a hard battle and running all the way, Xuanyuan Hao no longer had the energy to support him.

...

On the top of the Kunlun Mountains, there is a thatched hut.

And if you look closely, all the thatched hut is covered with new floors. Even the weeds on the roof have not dried up under the sun. It is obvious that the thatched hut has just been built.

At this moment, there were two old and young people in the thatched hut.

The old man had nine ring scars on his head and was wearing a broken cassock with several patches. Although the cassock was broken, it was quite refreshing.

Since there are nine ring scars on the top of his head, it is obvious that he is a Taoist monk.

If Xuanyuan Hao was here, he would definitely be able to recognize this person at a glance. Therefore, he was Xuanyi, the old abbot of the Ancient Temple of Tianlong, and no one knew why he traveled thousands of miles to live in the Kunlun Mountains.

As for the little monk standing opposite him, he had a pretty face and his clear eyes gave people a different feeling, as if these eyes were free of any impurities.

"Abbot, I really don't understand why you always traveled thousands of miles to live in this deserted place. You wouldn't want to become a Buddha or a saint here, right?" After a while, the little monk finally asked.

"The star of general falls and the star of emperor appears. I will give him the destiny and help him with his arm!" The old abbot touched his jaw and beard, pretending to be unfathomable. The little monk gave the old abbot a fierce look.

I thought to myself, this abbot has started to show off again.

Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?

Rumble ~

However, at this moment, a drought-torn thunder suddenly appeared from the void and directly penetrated the roof, causing the little monk to sit on the ground, looking at the big hole on the roof with a shocked look on his face.

Damn, I'm really struck by lightning?

So the little monk muttered: "That God of Thunder, it's the old abbot who is pretending to be a slap. You must not break the wrong person. My six senses are pure and I regard beauty as dirt, but I am a person who is dedicated to Buddha!"

"Little novice, why are you so angry?" The old abbot sat upright and spoke seriously: "Abbot, I have penetrated the secrets of heaven. Buddhism has reached the point of passing the tribulation and becoming a saint..."

"Abbot, are you going to return to heaven?" The little monk looked frightened. The old abbot gave the little monk a fierce look: "What's going to return to heaven? I'm going to become a saint through the tribulation, do you know?"

Puff ~

He was obviously pretending to be too much, but was struck by lightning, and he still survived the tribulation and became a saint?

The little monk secretly complained in his heart that he often leaked the secrets of heaven on weekdays. You are sure that you can overcome the tribulation and become a saint, and you don’t fool people like this.

Also, don’t you know that the secrets of heaven cannot be revealed?

"Come on, don't look at me like that!" The old abbot snorted coldly and said, "Before I get through the tribulation, you need to go down the mountain to help me do something!"

"What's up!"

"You will know after going down the mountain!" The old abbot touched his jaw and beard, which made the little monk glar. He didn't understand. He didn't sit in the ancient temple of Tianlong and insisted on coming here to be struck by lightning.

Thinking of this, the little monk touched his bald head, got up and walked out of the thatched hut.

...

The ancient capital of Daxia, the imperial city, spanning thousands of miles of territory.

At 10:00 a.m. at night, it was a luxurious tower in the ancient imperial city of Daxia.

This tower was a star-watching tower built by the National Master Lu Li, who was personally issued an imperial edict by Daxia. Standing on the top of the tower, you can observe the fortune of Daxia and plan for Daxia.

It can also be said that Xuanyuan Hao’s success is also due to Lu Li’s words.

Failure is also because of his words.

As the saying goes, success is Lu Li, failure is Lu Li.

Seven years ago, Lu Li recommended to Emperor Xia that Xuanyuan Hao was not a general star and should be used more. However, two months ago, Lu Li told Emperor Xia again that the power of the Great Xia Kingdom was about to decline and the star covered the imperial star.

Therefore, there is the miserable Xuanyuan Hao now.

All of this can be said to be because of his own words that he drove Xuanyuan Hao into the eighteen levels of hell.

However, it is not difficult to see from this that Emperor Xia trusts Lu Li.

Even the national teacher Lu Li was truly one person in Daxia, and even those royal relatives did not dare to offend this national teacher who could control the movement of the astrological constellations of Daxia.

It can also be said that Daxia has its current prosperity and Lu Li has made great contributions.

Moreover, in the Daxia Imperial City, Lu Li received very few disciples, but each of them was a genius who could be regarded by the national master in Daxia.

In order to win over Lu Li's heart, even Xia Qianqiu, who is known as the first young man in the Great Xia generation, has recently been worshipped under the national master and become the ninth disciple of the national master.

At this moment, at the top of the Star Gazing Tower, an old man in a Taoist robe stood, with a fairy-like and Taoist robe, and he looked like an extraordinary person.

This person is the Grand Master of Daxia, Lu Li.

"Has the star of the general fallen?" Lu Liye watched the astrological constellation, repeatedly bearded and murmured to himself. He saw that the star of the general that had been covering the imperial city had lost its light and had traces of falling.

So, he sighed in his heart, it seemed that Xuanyuan Hao was dead, and the power of the Daxia country would return to its past again.

However, for him, it is a bit of a pity that the peerless general star just fell like this.

What's going on?

However, suddenly, the void star signs changed positions, surrounded by nine stars, and a star in the middle shone on the starry sky, and purple light shone over them.

It seems as if the vast void is only that star.
Chapter completed!