Today, King Xia is wearing a very simple imperial uniform.

The top is black, representing the sky, because when the sun has not come out, the color of the sky is dark; the bottom is yellow, representing the earth, and naturally because the land is yellow. However, this is not applicable in the underworld, which is blue-black.

The yellow land was only found in the hometown of the ancestors of the Xia people, and was passed down as a tradition. Those ancestors failed to return to their hometown until their deaths, and perhaps the hometown of the Xia people had long been destroyed.

After so long, people of the Xia tribe now no longer missed the hometown that they had never seen before. Daxia occupied the center of the underworld and conquered countless times, but the territory had not changed significantly for five hundred years. There was no other reason, just because other places were not very popular.

Although the world is big, there are not many territories that can make King Xia excited. Perhaps the Shura Blood Sea is one, but since the Shura clan appeared in it, it has not been easy for Daxia to swallow it up since a great Asura appeared three hundred years ago.

Thinking of the man's perfect killing sword in the blood sea of ​​Shura and the fully evolved Great Asura Sword, which actually brought him a sense of danger, King Xia narrowed his eyes slightly. One day he would go deep into the sea of ​​blood and try the magic sword again.

Before this, let’s improve the magic sword in the palace first. He never uses weapons. He is not arrogant, but he has no weapons worthy of him for the time being. However, the magic sword seems to have undergone a wonderful change. If it continues to evolve, it can be used as his weapon. It takes more blood to complete this step, so he will start more wars.

The only thing that made King Xia deeply afraid of was the mysterious Qi training man hidden in the Emperor Qiu. There was this reason why he hated bald donkeys and Taoist priests. These people may not have very high martial arts, but they had too many methods, especially hiding in the darkness. Even if he could not see the exact location of the man, he only knew that the other party had not left Emperor Qiu.

Fortunately, King Xia knew that the other party would come to him sooner or later, and there was no reason. This was the premonition. His premonition would not go wrong, just like the sun would rise every day.

As for the King of Tianyi Xia, he did not decide to execute him now, because he wanted to keep Tianyi for sacrifice, so he needed an opportunity, rather than killing him casually.

The most important thing is that the ministers didn't know that Tian Yi practiced the supreme nine-turn Yuangong of Taoism, and reached the eighth turn. After this, Tian Yi's primordial spirit was almost immortal. Even if he could suppress Tian Yi, there would be no way to kill him.

But how can this matter be told to others? If King Xia cannot kill Tianyi, it proves that the leaders of the Shang Dynasty and Daxia are already on par.

Therefore, Tian Yi came to Diqiu so boldly, and he concluded that King Xia could not kill him.

Every time Tian Yi stays in Diqiu for one day, the world's misunderstanding of King Xia will be deeper. The best way is to let him go magnanimously, but King Xia knows that if Tian Yi is released, it means that he lost to Tian Yi in this invisible struggle. He has never lost in his life!

Everyone thought that King Xia continued to imprison Tianyi because of his temperament. In fact, this is ridiculous. The emperor's thoughts will never be easily guessed.

The ministers entered the hall one after another, all wearing solemn crown robes, but they did not dare to look up at King Xia for a longer time, and each found their own seats to sit down.

There was only one person in the hall who dared to stay on King Xia for a long time, and that person's position was not far from King Xia.

King Xia looked at him with his eyes and laughed happily, "Jingjing comes over and sits beside me, it seems to have grown taller again."

King Xia has no daughter and only one prince, so he loves Lei Jing very much and is known to all the ministers.

Everyone thought to themselves that now I am afraid that only Lord Jing can speak casually to King Xia.

Lei Jing floated to King Xia like a clear feather, with a slightly curled rosy sitting in a very elegant posture, full of nobleness. She pouted and said, "Uncle, I've been here for so long, and you've only discovered me now."

King Xia patted her on the shoulder, his aggressive eyes were much more restrained, and he said with a gentle expression: "I haven't seen you enter the palace these days. If you don't come, my uncle will leave the palace to find you."

Lei Jing laughed and said, "Uncle, I haven't come to you for a while, but I'm preparing a gift for you, keeping it safe and you will like it very much."

King Xia laughed and said, "There is nothing in the summer palace. I want to see what kind of gifts you have prepared to make me like. If I am not satisfied, you will be punished."

Lei Jing stuck out her tongue and said, "That won't work, what if you deliberately say you don't like it."

King Xia said: "You only dare to speak to me like this. If someone else said this, you should have claimed that you should have died."

When the ministers heard this, most of them laughed silently, and then King Xia looked around and they were silent. King Xia then smiled slightly, as if they were interesting.

He said, "Come, bring the gift Jingjing gave to me for my sake."

Soon two great men carried a statue covered with light green cloud yarn and placed it firmly in the hall, preparing to uncover the green cloud yarn.

King Xia looked over and felt strange in his heart, saying, "Slowly, I will come in person."

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Shen Lian sat in his seat, and was surrounded by envoys sent by neither strong nor weak tribes.

The background that Shen Lian showed before made these envoys quite enthusiastic about him. After all, whether the strong Western Liang Kingdom is strong or not has little to do with them, but Dianke's affinity towards Shen Lian forced them to develop a lot of enthusiasm for Shen Lian.

After all, if they had a good relationship with Shen Lian, they might be able to get to know Dianke. In this way, their life in Diqiu will be much better and they can bring back many specialties from Daxia.

Shen Lian talked to them indifferently, and learned that these envoys were from the north of Daxia, which was an endless wasteland, and there were many monsters. They developed monster cavalry, or drove monsters to pull chariots to attack other tribes. It was difficult to build cities on the wasteland that were easy to defend and difficult to attack. Each battle determined the life and death of the tribe. Because they were with monsters, they were all called Di by Daxia.

But they all have common beliefs. In a million miles north of Daxia, there is a mountain of Youdu, which is the holy mountain in the entire north and the beliefs of all Di tribes.

A prophet of the Di clan once said that the true king of the Di clan would be born in the Youdu Mountains, and that king would unify the Di clan and establish a powerful empire.

Therefore, the Di tribe's struggle for Youdu Mountain has never stopped. Many Di tribes believe that whoever seizes Youdu Mountain can establish a royal court and become the communist of the Di tribe.

Chen Lian heard this and just chuckled and agreed. Compared to the irrelevant prophecy, he was more interested in the style of the north.

Suddenly, a voice rang in his ear, "Is it convenient to meet?" (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!