The Emperor of Northern Mongolia is in person, becoming the most important thing in Great Xia at the moment, there are no eternal friends between the dynasties, on the contrary, there is no eternal enemy, for this visit of the Northern Mongolian Emperor, the eldest grandson attaches great importance to it, at this time, one more friend and one more enemy, for Great Xia, there is a world of difference.

The Northern Mongolian mission had a large number of people, and it was impossible for all of them to be arranged in the Hou Mansion, Mingyue stayed with some important people, and the rest were arranged by Hongluqing and entered the protocol.

Yang Hong did not come to the Hou Mansion and will not come, at the beginning, the military advisor died a few months early, and he was inseparable from the Hou of Zhiming, even if the war between the two dynasties stopped, they were still friends and enemies.

Ning Chen didn't say anything about Yang Hong's choice, some people are destined to never become friends in their lives, and this is the case with him and Yang Hong.

There were many battles before his death, and the grievances behind him dissipated, and if Lingyue let go, only the living people could not let go.

This is also the people of the world, why can they never be as good as the woman who has drawn a strong stroke in the history of China, perhaps, such a woman is too amazing, even the sky is jealous, so she will only give her a short life of more than 20 years.

After the tired Northern Mongolian delegation entered the protocol, they took a short rest for two days, washed off their dust, and prepared to formally negotiate with Great Xia.

The matter of receiving foreign guests is handled by Hongluqing in the Nine Qings, Ning Chen does not want to interfere more, generally speaking, it is impossible for an emperor to go to other dynasties, and Mingyue has come in person, so there must be troubles that cannot be solved.

Being in his court, Mingyue's side was guarded more tightly, and the east chamber of the Hou Mansion was protected by the round knife guards layer after layer, even if Ning Chen wanted to see him alone, it was not so easy.

Among the round sword guards, there is a congenital, hidden very deeply, Ning Chen is only vaguely aware of it, but he has not found who it is, each dynasty has its own heritage, it is impossible to look at all of them in front of others.

For three days, there was no movement in the east chamber of the Hou Mansion, and three days later, the eldest grandson of the Zhenghua Palace of Great Xia met with the Emperor of Beimeng, and after a lapse of nearly five years, the two people with the highest status of the two dynasties met again, and their positions were already different.

In the past, Mingyue was a hostage, and was abducted to Great Xia by Ning Chen, in essence, life and death were not in her hands, but now, the little girl in the past has grown up and reigned over the world, and she has the ability to sit on an equal footing with her eldest grandson.

Mingyue was gracious, but before the interests of the dynasty, he did not give in and negotiated seriously with the eldest grandson.

Northern Mongolia is short of food and medicinal herbs, Daxia is short of horses, each needs to make up for their needs, in this era of war, only to strengthen themselves, in order to protect themselves.

Just when the two sides were at a stalemate on the issue of war horses, a young man walked out of the team of Northern Mongolian envoys, with a hint of rebelliousness in his eyes, and said, "Your Majesty, Weichen has a request, I don't know whether to say it or not."

Seeing the person in the ranks, Mingyue frowned and said, "Say"

The corners of Di Jiang's mouth curved slightly, and he sneered, "Wechen has heard that Daxia governs the country with Confucianism and is full of talents, although Wechen is not talented, he also wants to see it."

As soon as the words fell, the whole hall was shaken, and the expressions of all the Great Xia courtiers were not too good-looking, the Confucian rebellion had become a pain that Daxia could not hide, and the words of the Northern Mongolian courtiers in front of him were undoubtedly revealing the scars of Great Xia.

Mingyue's face turned cold at that time, she came this time to form an alliance with Great Xia, not to have a grudge, this Di Jiang is too bold.

At the banquet, Ning Chen sat there quietly, drinking a glass of wine, he didn't have much interest in these things, he attended just to make up the number of people, so as not to be scolded by the eldest grandson.

Just when Mingyue was about to drink Di Jiang, Yang Hong, who had not spoken, finally spoke, and said calmly, "Di Jiang's words are also reasonable, since this is the case, let's try it, if Daxia wins, all the conditions will be subject to you, if Beimeng wins, any request made by my emperor, you must not say anything."

Yang Hong opened his mouth, and as soon as Mingyue came to his mouth, he swallowed it again, Yang Hou and Beimeng have merit, and she also has to give some face.

"How can it be compared" The eldest grandson frowned slightly and said.

"One game, one martial arts, as for the third game, it shouldn't be necessary"

After speaking, Yang Hong glanced at the courtiers who had just spoken, and said indifferently, "Di Jiang, you will compete in this first game, if you lose, you don't have to go back."

"We will not fail in our mission"

Di Jiang hugged his fists and saluted, and said with a proud look in his eyes.

The Northern Mongolian side has already made a move, and Daxia naturally can't show weakness, the eldest grandson's gaze swept down, and when he saw Ning Chen, who was obviously not interested, he didn't force it, and chose another person.

"Hongluqing" The eldest grandson looked at Hongluqing, one of the nine qing, and said, "Come on"

Among the nine Qings, except for Guangluqing, who died in the Confucian rebellion, Hongluqing's writing is the best, and it should not be too much of a problem to deal with this young man in Beimeng.

"Yes" Hongluqing came out of the ranks, saluted respectfully, and should give the order of the eldest grandson.

"Poems and songs, please choose" Di Jiang said proudly.

"Since Your Excellency ......"

Just as Hongluqing spoke, between the seats, Ning Chen, who had been drinking quietly, suddenly looked shocked and looked outside the palace.

"Ning Chen, come to the academy"

The old man's voice echoed in his ears, hoarse and tired, thousands of miles apart, and he couldn't stop it, there was only one person in the world who could do this, Master!

Hearing the summons of his master, Ning Chen immediately got up and saluted the eldest grandson, but he didn't have time to explain more, so he left in full view of everyone.

The summons of the master should be an extremely important matter, and it is enough for the eldest grandson to deal with it here.

In the academy, the master stood quietly, looked at the deserted city in the east, and said, "Twilight, borrow a sword"

As the words fell, in the Deserted City Sword Pool, the Chaos Sword Fetus trembled violently, and the next moment, it turned into a streamer of light and flew in the direction of Tiancang Academy.

In front of the sword pool, Twilight looked at the academy with white eyes, and all the while, his calm eyes finally showed a touch of fluctuation, so strong and righteous.

"The Scroll of Nothing is Born"

Seeing the plain white figure that quickly appeared in the academy, the master didn't say any nonsense, and said bluntly.

Hearing this, Ning Chen's expression was shocked, and after a while, he returned to his senses, "Where is it?"

"The Homeland of West Buddha" The master looked at the far west, a touch of vicissitudes flashed in his cloudy eyes, and he said hoarsely.

Hearing these four words, Ning Chen's face changed at that time, isn't this a place that only exists in myths and legends?

Before the words came out, in the distance, two figures leaned on, one in front and one behind, one noble and extraordinary, the other delicate and moving, it was Prince Yan and A Man.

Seeing the two of them coming, Ning Chen immediately had a bad premonition in his heart, something was not right.

"Aman, there's not much time, cherish it"

Prince Yan said calmly, and then stepped aside, leaving time for the two of them.

Ah Man nodded, put down the sword frame behind his back, walked in front of Ning Chen, and gently hugged the person in front of him.

"Remember to miss me"

Tightly clinging to his heart, every heartbeat was clear and abnormal, a flash of panic flashed in Ning Chen's heart, and he hugged the person in his arms tightly, for fear that the next moment, it would disappear.

"Why?"

Ning Chen raised his head, looked at his master, and asked.

The Marquis of Great Xia knows that the mind is extraordinary, and the world knows it, how can he not see the meaning of the master, who went to the homeland of Xifo, the master chose Prince Yan and Aman, but he couldn't understand why there was Aman.

"In the future, the entire Eastern Regions Shenzhou will face a catastrophe, and the scroll of no is indispensable, and the strong people in the homeland of the West Buddha are like clouds, and if you want to get the scroll of nothing, you must at least need the top powerhouse of the three calamities" Speaking of this, the master glanced at the two of them and sighed lightly, "The two of you are the only people in the world who have the same heart, and one of you must go together, otherwise even if you can get it, you can't pass it back."

Ning Chen hugged the person in his arms tightly, his heart was like a knife, and the safety of Shenzhou was in danger, for the sake of the so-called safety of Shenzhou, he had to let the people around him leave one by one, so what was the use of him guarding the world.

Knowing his fate is ruthless, it is the eldest grandson, A Man, Xia Ziyi and others, so that he gradually has a concern, runs around all his life, and never regrets it.

However, today, Aman is also leaving, so that the tired heart of knowing his fate will feel the greatest panic, and who knows if there will be a day to see each other in this farewell.

In the palace of the Barbarian Dynasty, the barbarian king stood in front of the throne, looking at the direction of the academy, and the majestic face of the king also showed a touch of sadness.

The king, the loving father, it is difficult to distinguish at this moment, for the sake of his daughter's safety, he would rather give up this family feeling, and only hope that Aman can live a safe life.

"Daokui, let's shoot"

Time never waits for anyone, the master said, and immediately stepped forward, the righteous qi around his body surged, and the chaotic sword tire in his hand changed in an instant, and the sharp edge appeared in the world, shining in the world.

In the hands of the master, the divine soldier who opened the edge was incomparable, and at this moment, it even surpassed the edge of the gilded feather, causing a large area of space on the sword to collapse.

At the same time, in the Qizhou Mountain Range, in the gluttonous belly, Dao Kui waved his hand, a sword and piano appeared, the strings were plucked, and a sword light that shocked the world flew out from the Qizhou Mountain Range and flew towards Tiancang Academy.

For thousands of years, Confucianism, the first person in the world of Taoism, shot at the same time, the brilliance of the two swords converged, the luck of the endless years of Confucianism and Taoism was urged, and the unbreakable space barrier collapsed in response, and there were temporary flaws.

"Aman, let's go"

Prince Yan greeted, his eyes finally glanced at the land of Shenzhou, and then stepped into it.

"You're going to be good"

Ah Man gently pushed away the person in front of him, smiled with tears in his eyes, and turned to leave.

It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, the moment I turn around, two tears slide silently, and I know the pain of parting.

Ning Chen stretched out his hand to stop her, but at this moment, he didn't know why he stopped her, leaving her behind, and facing the future calamity together?

The disappearing figure can no longer be seen, and the hand that is raised has not fallen.

The cold wind blew, and the silent plain-clothed Wuhou was motionless, not knowing what he was waiting for, or, what he was still hoping for.

In the deserted city, Twilight looked at the departing legend of Great Xia, and sighed with regret in his heart, but he didn't expect that until the end, they didn't have a chance to officially fight once.

Such an opponent may never be encountered again in this life.