I Have a Lot of Resurrection Coins

In the courtyard, the sharp voice of the **** in the palace rang through the courtyard.

Guo Xian and his wife came to the courtyard to make a decree.

As the governor of the Jin Dynasty soldiers and horses, the most important thing is the status of Guo Xian Yuanying's military cultivator, making the decree is just to give the most basic face to the emperor of the earth.

As for the so-called kneeling, it is naturally not necessary at all.

"The sage said that General Guo Xianguo entered the palace immediately, and the emperor said: ‘I, I have important matters to discuss with General Guo’ Qin this!"

The wife glanced at her husband next to him, Guo Xian frowned slightly, and said slowly: "Guo Xian takes the order."

"General Guo, please don't delay the time." The chief **** bent over to Guo Xian and said, "General Guo will enter the palace with the old slave."

"Gong Lao Feng."

"General Guo is polite."

Father Feng got up and left the courtyard first.

Mrs. Guo held her husband's palm: "I will enter the palace with my husband."

"No problem." Guo Xian patted his wife's little hand.

"The concubine will bring her husband a windbreaker, it's cold outside."

"There is no need to be so nervous, can your majesty eat me? Besides, I am a monk in the Nascent Soul Realm. It's late at night, so go back and rest first."

Guo Xian patted his wife's small hand lightly, kissed her on the forehead, and turned to leave.

......

"General Guo..."

Walking in the imperial palace of the Jin Kingdom, Father Feng looked at Guo Xian who was behind him, and spoke with a bit of embarrassment on his face.

"Does Feng Gonggong have anything to say first?"

"General Guo."

Feng Gonggong deliberately spoke.

"The old slave knows that General Guo has an extraordinary talent for cultivation. He is the person in my mind. The strategy of war is unique in the world. He is also very close to him. The old slaves and others have a heartfelt respect for General Guo... "

"Feng Gonggong." Guo Xian interrupted Feng Gonggong's words, "Feng Gonggong doesn't have to be like this. Feng Gonggong knows some of the intrigues in the courtroom, and he doesn't like it much at first."

"General Guo...In that case, the old slave speaks bluntly..."

Father Feng swallowed.

"General Guo has a life span for thousands of years. The old slaves are ordinary people. Those soldiers are also ordinary people. It is nothing more than a few decades in this life. The Jin country has exhausted all the energy. Please General Guo not to reluctantly."

Feng Gonggong's words fell, and there was only the sound of footsteps between the two, which made people a little scared in silence.

Father Feng swallowed, and the cold sweat on his forehead was already emerging.

Even if Grandpa Feng lived deep inside, he knew that General Guo was only grateful for his majesty’s kindness to work hard for the Jin country. Actually, a fairy like General Guo would be the emperor himself in this troubled time. What about being king?

"Is your Majesty asked the father-in-law to talk about these first?"

For a long time, Guo Xian spoke slowly.

"Yes."

Father Feng nodded, and the two fell silent again.

There is only the sound of footsteps leading to the Yushufang step by step.

"Your Majesty is waiting for the general in the study, and the old slave takes one step first."

In the end, the two walked to the imperial study room, and Feng Gonggong retired.

"First, please see your Majesty."

Outside the imperial study room, Guo Xian made a bow.

"General Guo, come in."

"Yes."

Pushing the door and entering, in the imperial study room, the middle-aged emperor was sitting at the desk, not knowing what was being written.

"Your Majesty." Guo Xian bowed his hand.

"Xianer, come and come." Seeing Guo Xian, King Jin quickly got up and pulled Guo Xian to a seat.

"I wonder if your Majesty wants to come first?" Guo Xian asked.

"Actually.... Actually, there is nothing wrong." King Jin's eyes flowed, and he looked very guilty. "There is just a document that needs your son-in-law to look at it."

"Files?"

"Yes." King Jin wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with some guilty conscience, picked up the paper that had just been written on the book table, and handed it to Guo Xian with some anxiety.

Guo Xian got up and took it with both hands and opened it.

This is a letter.

On this letter of surrender, there are also the signatures of several generals of the Jin country.

Seeing Guo Xian's calm face, King Jin was also a little nervous.

King Jin could not be regarded as a Mingjun, nor could he be called a Faunjun, but could only be said to be a mediocre lord.

Ten years ago, King Jin saved the life of Guo Xian, who was seriously injured. After that, Guo Xian settled in Jin State. After that, King Jin married his only daughter to Guo Xian.

It can be said that Guo Xian is in the Jin country and is already under one person and over ten thousand people. Even this "under one person" is still open for discussion.

However, Guo Xianji's abiding ceremony only handled official duties and practiced military practice.

During these ten years, the situation in Jin has been smooth, and no dynasty has dared to invade Jin.

It is not an exaggeration to say that Guo Xian is the patron saint of Jin.

But now, the times are different.

The monsters invaded the world on a large scale and refuted the personal conquest of Qianguozhou. Qianguozhou has already fallen for more than half.

What if Guo Xian resisted several attacks?

The refutation was only the strength of those dynasties of Qianguozhou, and the refutation did not move a single bit of their soldiers!

Sooner or later, the Kingdom of Jin fell.

Now that the Jin State has a chance to surrender, both the Jin State royal family and officials can survive.

How about being able to survive and to take refuge in the Yaozu world?

"Your Majesty, if you don't accept it first, what should your Majesty do?" After reading the letter of surrender signed by court officials and 80% of the generals, Guo Xian raised his head to look at King Jin.

"If it's General Guo Xian, you don't... don't accept..." King Jin swallowed, "Then I can only strip off General Guo's military power."

"That's it."

Guo Xian smiled slightly, and after looking at the screen, he spoke slowly.

"Jin lost, I also lost."

From time to time, from behind the screen, a man walked out slowly, and it was one of the twelve demon kings "refuting" in the demon clan world.

"General Guo Xian won't persuade you anymore?"

Refuse to look at Guo Xian.

"No need."

Guo Xian sighed softly:

"Soldiers are not about fighting, but about the subordination of the emperor, ministers, and ministers. They work with one heart, the way of centrifugation, and 0 is also the art of war."

"Since you let my monarch surrender and make the court, civil and military officials all distracted, there is no need to fight this battle."

At the end of the speech, Guo Xian took off the jade pendant on his waist, which was the soldier talisman of Jin.

"However, Jin Guo surrendered, and did not surrender first."

Looking directly at the refutation, in Guo Xian's eyes, there was not the slightest timidity.

"Guo Xian, why is this necessary?"

Sitting on the throne of the Imperial Study Room,

"How can there be a difference between the Yaozu world and the Haoran world? Do you say that the Yaozu world has invaded the Haoran world?

Ha ha ha, the vast world is huge and there are so many monks. If my monster world really wants to invade, it will take at least a hundred years or even a thousand years.

But now?

You look at it now.

Is this troubled world really all done by the Yaozu world?

No, no, this is not just the chaotic world of Haoran, but also the chaotic world of the Yaozu world, the chaotic world of the entire world!

Now the Yaozu world is also in chaos. The so-called Yaozu world and Haoran world have long since disappeared.

Now there is only ‘Tianxia’.

Nowadays, the group of heroes are divided, and there are four battles. Whoever fights to the end is the last king, the king of the world.

Guo Xian! You majored in the way of the military, and I am also a beast of war. You can't deceive me.

You, your military strategists, like such troubled times!

Can really prove the troubled times of Dao Bing God! "

He stood up and reached out to Guo Xian:

"Guo Xian, follow me, come to me, I can help you prove the Taoist God of War, and you will give full play to all your talents!

When you come to me, there is no renunciation, because you and I are the same kind of people.

In these rare and troubled times of tens of thousands of years, you and I are recorded in the annals of history after all! "

Seeing Lie stretched out his hand, and then at the thirsty eyes of Lie, Guo Xian finally shook his head: "No, we are not the same people."

"Oh?" After being rejected, the refutation was not angry, just looking at Guo Xian, intending to listen to his explanation.

"My military strategy is to pursue no soldiers in the world. Your military strategy seeks the stimulation of war and expeditions from the south to the north. We are not the same after all."

"Guo Xian, do you know what will happen after you refuse me? The Lord of the Kingdom of Jin, your wife and daughter, do you know what is going on?"

"They will be fine."

Guo Xian affirmed.

"Soldiers pay attention to warfare. Jin has already surrendered. You said that Jin surrendered before. Royal officials are fine. If you violate it at this time, you will be violating the way of warfare.

Let alone whether your way will allow it, at least, such dishonesty, no matter how you explain it in the end, it will eventually make those who surrender you and those who want to surrender you in the future will somewhat deepen the gap.

Killing a few unimportant people, adding uncertain factors, such a thing, soldiers will not do. "

"Guo Xian." Refused to look at Guo Xian and smiled, "I like you more and more."

"Refute, you'd better kill me now." Guo Xian ignored the refuted words. "Otherwise, on the battlefield in the future, it is really not certain who wins or loses."

"There are wives and daughters, and a bright future. Are you really afraid of death?"

"Fear."

Guo Xian's eyes gradually became deeper, and in his mind, there appeared a silly and bohemian man, but as soon as he stood at the top of the city, Fengyun kept gathering around him.

"But Brother Jiang can die for Haoran's defense of the world, so what if I, Guo Xian, died for my faith and dignity?"

......

Penglaizhou, in a secret realm, is the largest Confucian palace in the world.

Penglaizhou Confucianism Palace was once a place where Confucian scholars dreamed of studying and seeking sacredness, among which there were countless gentlemen and wise men.

All the gentlemen and wise men go down the mountain and go to the dust to study, the emperors and the people are welcome to love them.

After all, who doesn't like well-dressed scholars.

But... for more than a year.

Once Penglaizhou heard the three words Confucian Xuegong, his expression changed.

There will even be quite a few monks cast greedy glances at you.

It seems that you have a way to make a fortune on your body.

Indeed.

In the eyes of these monks, whether it is a monk in the Yaozu world or a monk in the Haoran world.

Not to mention the gentlemen and sages of the Confucian school, even an ordinary scholar, his head is worth tens of thousands of spiritual stones!

No one knows how much hatred and grievance the Confucian School and Demon King Xiangrong have.

But they know that they must not have anything to do with the Confucian School.

And today's Confucian school, it is already afraid to let his students go down the mountain and wander around, otherwise they would not know how to die.

Now the Confucian School has closed the secret realm, unless there is something important, it will never open the secret realm.

A monk from the White Empire came to the secret realm of the Confucian Palace.

Although the secret realm was blocked, he still input a touch of spiritual power to convey information into the Confucian School.

This is the only way to convey information to the Confucian School.

Soon, the Confucian School received this message of spiritual power, and a pair of eyes appeared at the entrance of the secret realm.

"I am the messenger of the White Empire, in the name of the lord of the country, I am here to deliver a letter to Mr. Xuehui at your academy."

To those eyes, the envoy of the White Empire made a bow.

This White Empire messenger has been in charge of the White Empire's diplomacy since a thousand years ago.

Bai Ling could see that this letter and that sentence to be sent by the master was very important, so Bai Ling chose to let the safest person come.

"Just trust us to forward it, please return, please." A sound of Fa sound came from within the secret realm.

"No." The White Empire messenger refused, "This letter is specially ordered by the Lord of the letter to be handed over to Mr. Xuehui in person. If Mr. is not at ease, he can block my spiritual power."

The pair showed a little hesitation.

"Please wait a moment, I'll ask the teacher."

His eyes disappeared, but after half a stick of incense, the secret realm entrance opened, and a young scholar stood in front of the White Empire messenger.

The young scholar made a bow: "My Envoy, please come with the younger generation."

"Mr. Trouble." The White Empire emissary replied.

Follow this young scholar into this small world.

This small world is still extremely peaceful, full of a touch of scholarship.

The area of ​​this small world is not big, but it is definitely not small, as big as half of the White Empire.

In this small world, there are residents and towns. There are mountains and waters, and it is completely self-sufficient.

It can be said that even if you don't go out for ten thousand years, there is no big problem.

But the Confucian School emphasizes the Qi family's rule of the country and peace of the world.

It's a troubled time now. Are these gentlemen and wise men of the Confucian School really curled up here for hundreds of years?

Such behavior of shrinking their heads and tortoises, they are afraid that the Taoist heart will be unstable.

Driving the flying magic weapon, the White Empire messenger and the young scholar quickly entered the Confucian Palace.

In the academy, everything seems to be business as usual. The scholars are in class and they are reading in the shade of the trees.

But the envoys of the White Empire who had been to the Palace of Confucianism knew that in their eyes, there was a color of anxiety.

The messenger of the White Empire guessed that these scholars wanted to go out and do not want to stay here, but they were rejected by the teachers.

The young scholar took the White Empire messenger to an ordinary courtyard. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

"Sir, the messenger of the White Empire came to visit, specially looking for Mr.." The young scholar made a bow outside the courtyard.

After a while, a man wearing a stitched and patched blue shirt, but very neat and tidy, walked out of the courtyard while tidying up his clothes.

The messenger of the White Empire knew that this was the youngest Confucian sage today.

"Mr. Xue." The envoy of the White Empire made a bow.

"The old man is polite." The learning ability hurriedly responded, "I don't know if the White Empire will find it, what's the matter?"

"Here is a letter, the lord of the country entrusted me to give it to Mr. Yu."

"Bai Guozhu?" Doubts arose, but he still accepted the letter from the other party.

Looking at the envelope, the eyes that could not learn gradually shrank, and when they had finished reading all of them, Xue could not raise their head suddenly:

"Brother Jiang! Is he still alive?!"