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Chapter 162 Only three days

Applause rang out in the carriage.

I don't know who is applauding.

The applause was very light, so light that only those around the carriage could hear it, but it represented the mood of many people in the city at this time.

Today, even many people in the city who are overly high-minded are really impressed by Wang Jingmeng and these people in Bashan Sword Field.

It's really too exciting.

Even too shocking.

They had to admit that even if they were carefully prepared, they would not have planned better than today's Bashan Sword Chief.

If you don’t make a sound, you will make a splash.

After resting for a long time, Wang Jingmeng walked again in Changling City. On the day when he went to Chongshan Jianyuan to meet Helian Chonglian.

Helian Chonglian is a border citizen.

He competed with Helian Chonglian to make the young sword masters and ordinary people in Changling understand that since Changling is a big city with all rivers, it must have the courage to treat everyone equally. Whether it is a border area or a border county, as long as you enter Changling to fight for this dynasty, you will be born.

Then he went to Lingyang Sword Academy to find Huo Tong, so that people would feel that in the face of fairness, no matter whether they are from a noble or low family, they should adhere to the word fairness, and they should know honor and disgrace and shame.

Then he went to Chen Liuyun from the Xinjian Sect to help Chen Liuyun break through the realm, hoping to make young practitioners understand that a temporary victory or defeat is nothing, the key is to have the courage to forge ahead. Compared with the constant good times, practitioners who emerged from the cocoon in adversity are more worthy of respect.

Then he went to Bailu Villa to find Lu Chen. He made all the young practitioners in Changling understand that a real sword is not a toy, not an accessories, nor a tool to add the identity of a cultivator to himself. A sword is a killing weapon. A sword is only used to pursue justice and fairness, only to protect the people he wants to protect, and only to use it to truly kill, it is called a sword.

Then he went to the fish market and killed the enemy country practitioner who had been hiding in the territory of Daqin for many years.

This true battle of life and death not only made these young practitioners in Changling understand swords more clearly and toys, but also the forbearance and persistence of the practitioner from the enemy country also made them truly understand what kind of practitioners can be respected by their hearts.

Compared with this practitioner from the enemy country who hides in the fish market and lives with a dirty and boring life all day long, the idea of ​​wanting to become a powerful practitioner but getting a glorious life in exchange for a rich and graceful life is simply disgusting.

Then Wang Jingmeng went to the Yulin Guard's camp again.

His battle with the Yulin Guard will inevitably cause shock to the military and cause huge changes.

When he arrived at this broken monument, when he opened the monument and passed the sword, he had truly established himself as a master in this city.

All young practitioners in Changling City will no longer regard him as peer practitioners, but will definitely worship him as his teacher and as the sword leader in this city.

He not only taught the practitioners in the city what courage and honor and disgrace, and what to do with the sword in their hands and what to do with the sword, but also made the practitioners in the city know what pride is, and even made the city begin to have unprecedented pride and confidence.

Under the pressure of Han, Zhao and Wei, the Qin people have been weak during years of wars, and what they lack most is pride and confidence.

As well as training some elite troops and cultivating some powerful swordsmen, it is undoubtedly even more difficult to give a city the courage to face it and make a city begin to regain confidence.

However, when all this was already over, who would have thought that Bashan Sword Field and Wang Jingmeng would make the strongest sound?

This emperor's handwriting was so exciting and shocking.

This is the real plan and then move.

This handover not only made the officials of the official at this time at a loss, but also made many powerful people in the city who were originally firmly standing on the side of the second prince, feeling that the second prince would definitely win and were in panic.

But this is not the point.

Those people have already stood on the boat.

To get off the boat, they would have to fall into the water.

What the realization of this handwritten order will really affect are those neutral factions who are standing on the shore and have not yet chosen which boat they want to stand on.

There are many people in Changling City waiting and watching.

Most of them actually tend to be the eldest prince Yingwu, but they always think that the eldest prince Yingwu is too honest and too loyal, and the power in their hands is probably not enough to compete with the second prince's faction.

But today, as the old emperor gave special kindness to these people in Bashan Sword Field, they might make a quick choice and start boarding the ship.

They would trust the old emperor's judgment more than others.

...

"Wonderful…."

In the palace, the old emperor on the bed laughed.

Standing not far away in front of him

An old medical officer.

The doctor looked extremely solemn, and his hands in his sleeves even trembled slightly.

He only cared about medicine and politics, so he didn't know what the old emperor was talking about at this time.

"The next three days... there will be many major events inside and outside Changling... You have to protect me for three days..."

The old emperor looked at the doctor and said slowly.

But these words seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

The doctor took a deep breath.

His face turned pale.

He looked at the old emperor and didn't quite understand what the other party meant.

In fact, based on his medical skills or his cognition, the ability of the old emperor to live has nothing to do with his methods of medication.

According to his cognition and understanding, the old emperor had long been unable to stay in this world.

This has nothing to do with the medicine stone, it is just about the other party's spirit and will.

It is difficult for him to understand that sometimes this kind of spiritual will can override life and death, so it is even more difficult for him to understand what the other person said now.

If life and death only depend on the other party but no longer on the hands of a medical official like him, if in his opinion, the old emperor should be a dead person, what other means can he have and what promises can he make to the other party?

"I am incompetent..." He shook his head and bowed to the old emperor.

"No…"

The old emperor suddenly laughed again, and he said softly with infinite emotion: "I mean... In these three days, even if I leave this world, you will make people feel that I have not left this world."

The old medical official who had been with the old emperor for many years was shocked. He finally understood what was going to happen today. He opened his mouth but couldn't speak.

"I know you can do it."

The old emperor looked at him and used his last strength and said, "I can't hold on anymore... I will leave, but you have to make people feel that I haven't left yet within these three days. Maybe you can make people feel that I just took some new medicine from you. I will sleep more, but I will be more energetic when I wake up. You are also a practitioner... You want to keep my breathing going. It only takes three days..."

"promise!"

Tears flowed down the corners of the old doctor's eyes.

He knew that the old emperor was about to leave the world.
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