The prince has stopped talking since then.

He smiled and looked at Chen Yi, but there was no expression in his eyes, no appreciation or disgust. His smile was always on his lips, but at this moment, it seemed that there was a vague sense of mockery.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion… Chen Yi didn’t speak or admit it in a daze.

Since entering the Lizheng Hall, I have been completely controlled by the rhythm.

The prince first mentioned that he should not try to disobey Zhongzhou's intentions, and the vague suggestion was that the King of Chen Yuan of the Great Wall of the North had already aroused his displeasure.

There is Pei Min in front of him.

There is a sunken abyss behind it.

When sitting at the North City Lord’s Mansion, you must always be vigilant about the fact that “the master is extremely powerful”.

And I am sitting in the seat of the Taoist Pope...

Chen Yi closed his eyes slightly. Is this asking himself not to say something bad? Or to figure out the prince’s thoughts by himself... So what exactly does the prince want to do?

He opened his eyes.

Looking at Li Baijiao.

His fingertips were slightly embedded in his palm, thinking of the scene he encountered when he entered the palace. The banished immortal hurried out from the palace, met him, said hello, and then drove his sword away.

Chen Yi was in a trance.

The second drum sounded.

There are already people waiting outside the palace. These people are from the academy and are one of the few forces who are close friends with Ning Yi... It seems that Miss Pei Lingsu not only sent a letter to herself, but the people who came to Lizheng Hall today are likely to be for this matter.

Chen Yi looked at the prince, and the prince's eyes were still calm. He looked at the shadowy officials slowly gathering outside the hall. The arrival of these people was not beyond his expectations.

Before, his father never showed up.

All ideas and all wills need to be guessed below... Li Baijiao always felt that this kind of emperor technique was useless and particularly burdensome until he really sat at the highest point.

He found that every choice his father made was extremely correct.

And it provides yourself with perfect experience.

On the bloody night of Tiandu more than ten years ago, General Pei Min brought great damage to his father... Now the level of Shen Yuanjun is only Xingjun, what if he is higher? Because Shen Yuanjun is only Xingjun, he was relieved to give so much power, but in just three years, the balance has tilted to a point where he is a little unbearable.

He doesn't want Chen Yuanjun to become the next "Pei Min".

Because he knew that he could not become the next "Taizong", he no longer had more time to practice, nor did he have the talent and qualifications of his father.

Another Pei Min appeared.

He was about to throw his head away.

With such a will, how should he tell the people below? How should he tell the people to Chen Yuanjun? Every word here cannot be described. If the people below do not understand it, he will use means to make the other party understand it.

He said these words to Chen Yi in hope that Chen Yi would understand.

Chen Yi, who was sitting on the only seat of Lizheng Hall, did understand. Not only did he understand, but he also saw something deeper... His hands and feet were a little cold. Before he knew it, half an hour had arrived. After half an hour at Lizheng Hall, he didn't say a complete sentence.

The young prince, the future master of the Great Sui Dynasty, was in charge of everything.

The third drum sounded outside the hall.

The old man who was blocking the hall outside the hall looked to the highest point of the hall and received the prince's nod, so that he would no longer stop the officials who were preparing to enter the hall.

Many of these people who came from academies and wrote advice overnight were young scholars. Their qualifications for cultivation were not good, but they still worshiped four academies with their best understanding and memory, and then stepped into the temples of the Great Sui Dynasty. These people often went to drink tea, and the most famous teahouse today is the prince's "Spring Breeze Teahouse".

The word spring breeze is like the revival of all things, warming people's hearts.

The gentle and jade-like image of the prince has already stood up in the hearts of these young people... They have not seen the sinisterness of the temple and the people are willing to do so. After several young leaders of the academy received letters from Zishan, these people took action. They formulated the so-called "broken wall book" and listed the causes and consequences of breaking through the northern passage and the specific plan to rescue Ning Yi on paper, which is extremely detailed and sincere.

Everyone in the world knows that the prince is Ning Yi.

This matter is urgent.

No matter what the result is, the starting point of this "broken wall book" is always good.

The four academies worked together and completed them not long ago. They waited for the three drums of the Rising Hall to submit them to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and then give them back and pray for permission.

Before entering the Lizheng Hall, these young men saw the figure of His Highness. After entering the hall, they got closer... They realized that this was the Pope?

The Pope sat in the Lizheng Hall, alone, with a little sad look.

Before the three drums sounded, it seemed that he had talked to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

However, at this moment, it was quiet.

The atmosphere was a little dull. After entering the hall, these people felt oppressed vaguely. They were a little nervous and submitted the "broken wall book" as originally planned.

The prince glanced lightly.

He spread it out and read it word by word, calmly.

Then stack it up.

He didn't speak, and no one dared to speak below.

The prince looked at the scholars in the hall calmly.

As expected...what these people have to do when they enter the temple is to persuade themselves and break the barriers.

...

...

A drum sounded "dong".

The formation of the Great Wall in the North is gradually withdrawing.

Donghuang, who was sitting on Baozhu Mountain, seemed to have some sense. The corners of his lips were slightly raised, and the old dragon bell behind him made a deafening roar again. The sound was like rolling thunder, and the momentum gradually became huge.

Even the powerful people in the Nirvana realm may not necessarily have the "innate spiritual treasure".

Donghuang has obtained Lao Longzhong at his current realm, allowing his already terrifying strength to climb another big step.

Perhaps, in the realm of the fate star, you can fight with the Star Lord?

The sound of the old dragon bell rippled across the vast land of the ashes, and finally inspired the "Take Talisman" and splashed out a scarlet color.

Luo Changsheng and Chen Yuanjun stood side by side and slowly stood at the head of the Great Wall in the North.

The others stood behind, looking at the backs of the two, watching the sound of the old dragon bells shattered in the distance of the Great Wall, splitting in a short while, and the scene of the exiled immortal and the Chen Yuanjun standing side by side... For a moment, the waves were magnificent and bumped into the heart.

The demon clan has the Eastern Emperor.

There were exiled immortals in the Great Sui Dynasty.

There are some fights in this fight!

However.

Cao Ran and Ye Hongfu did not look very good, but they did not show much in front of outsiders at this moment. The two of them were worried and looked at Luo Changsheng's back... Before the battle started, they had already sensed an ominous premonition.

Chen Yuanjun was talking to Luo Changsheng, but both of them had extremely high levels of cultivation.

These sounds cannot be heard by outsiders.

At the top of the northern city, the voice of Lao Longzhong was swinging.

Emperor Dong could not wait to engage in this battle.

Luo Changsheng's expression was calm. He watched the sounds splash, and the power of this innate spiritual treasure was revealed without any surprise in his eyes.

"You're coming from heaven?"

Chen Yuanjun stood beside him and said lightly: "It seems that he has something to worry about?"

Luo Changsheng smiled and shook his head.

"Nothing happens."

"Don't affect this game... You should know that in this battle, you cannot lose, the northern border, and the Great Sui Dynasty should not lose." Chen Yuanjun hesitated slightly and said, "The Great Sui Dynasty and the Demon Clan each bet on three Nirvana treasures and twelve Star Lord treasures. After the war begins, these treasures will float above the Baozhu Mountain. After the winner is decided, the winner will take all the treasures..."

He was meaningful and looked at Luo Changsheng.

"The oath made by the great practitioners in the Nirvana realm is related to cause and effect. If the Great Wall of the North has exceeded the time of the battle talisman, or the person who fights voluntarily admits defeat, the ending will be a loss... In addition, if you want to decide the victory or defeat in the battle with Donghuang on Baozhu Mountain, you will only have one standard left."

Luo Changsheng narrowed his eyes.

Divided from life and death.

Naturally, the winner will be decided.

"I have never been optimistic about the 'geniuses' who are quiet in the Great Sui territory, living freely and freely, like wild cranes." Chen Yuanjun said lightly: "Those people are like flowers in a greenhouse, and they can be broken when they touch them. After Cao Ran's training in the northern border, his strength and mood have been greatly improved. The same is true after Ye Hongfu killed the demons. For top geniuses, the fight between life and death is a very important experience."

He looked at Luo Changsheng and said, "But you are an exception... In this battle, no matter who they are in, the ending will be the same. They will die in Baozhu Mountain."

Luo Changsheng frowned slightly.

He looked at Chen Yuanjun's eyes.

Chen Yuanjun said meaningfully: "You are like traveling around Zixiao Palace... In a sense, you are less rare than traveling around... It is a blessing to have you fight in the Great Sui Dynasty."

Chen Yuanjun's lips buzzed gently.

The divine thoughts pass by.
To be continued...