A month later. Kouyuzhou, Tianxiang Dynasty.

The news of a sensational dynasty spread: the Holy Maiden of Heavenly Machines was twisted by the enemy country!!

For a time, the Tianxiang Dynasty shook the whole country.

In the hearts of countless civilians, the Holy Maiden of Heavenly Machines is the symbol of the dynasty.

And now this generation of Heavenly Saintess, with a more special identity, is still a noble princess of the dynasty.

Upon learning of this, many of the princess's admirers and suitors were eager to tear apart the envoy sent by Zhou Wucheng.

But the two countries went to war, and they did not cut it.

The princess is still a hostage in the right hand of the enemy, and the Tianxiang Dynasty does not dare to act rashly.

In the palace hall, several ministers were summoned by the monarch.

Tianxiang Guojun had a sad face.

These ministers all looked solemn, and they didn't dare to say a word.

"Prime Minister Li, what do you think?"

Tianxiang Guojun said by name.

"Back to Your Majesty, looking at the land of Yuzhou, there are very few people who can give birth to Her Royal Highness the Princess. How could such a character appear in the small city of Linyuan? The minister thought that he should send an envoy to negotiate with the alliance of the two cities first, delay time, and redeem the princess. On the other hand, send a master to secretly investigate, and if possible, consider rescuing the princess. ”

Prime Minister Li Cheng looked respectful, and what he said was leaky.

"But...... Who's the right one to send?"

Tianxiang Monarch pondered.

"That two-city alliance, since it can give birth to a princess, there are at least six strong people above the Golden Immortal. The minister thought that there were very few people who could do this, looking at the dynasty. And if you want to increase your grasp, the envoys sent out will be cultivated more than Her Royal Highness the Princess. Therefore, the minister thinks that there is only one person who is suitable. ,, Prime Minister Li continued.

"You mean...... National Teacher!?, Tianxiang Guojun's face changed slightly, and the last two words were slightly trembling.

The Tianxiang Dynasty, the mysterious national teacher, survived for an extremely long time.

It is rumored to have existed long before the founding of the dynasty.

The monarch clearly remembers that a royal ancestor I: as long as the national teacher is still alive for a day, the dynasty will not be extinguished for a day.

But the problem is that the mysterious national teacher, whose status is noble, is better than that of the lord of a country.

Since ascending to the throne, Tianxiang Monarch has only met the mysterious national teacher once or twice.

After some deliberation.

"It seems that only the national teacher has made a move. ”

Tianxiang Guojun let out a long sigh.

Three years later, Linyuan City.

"Mengqing, could it be that your best-connected imperial brother can ignore your death for three years. ”

Yang Fan stood in the City Lord's Mansion with his hands in his hands, and said with a slight smile.

As early as two years ago, Yang Fan took Princess Tianxiang back to the City Lord's Mansion together.

Mengqing is the princess's nickname, and her full name is Yu Mengqing.

Yang Fan was very polite to Yuxi, the maid, even if he returned to the territory of Linyuan City, he was not embarrassed at all.

Even if there are any conditions, try to meet them.

Yu Mengqing and Yang Fan and other relatives and friends of the City Lord's Mansion got along very well.

In the past two or three years, she has not looked like a hostage at all, but like a pro-authority who has come to the house as a guest.

Mother Nangong Yue often squinted her eyes and smiled, looking at Yu Mengqing, her expression was like screening her daughter-in-law.

Sometimes, Nangong Yue would pull the eldest son or second son and say: "Look at Qi'er, this child, and that Mengqing girl, the relationship between the two is so harmonious, almost inseparable, are they ......?"

"The third prince's words are wrong, not because the imperial brother is unwilling to rescue me, but because there is no suitable candidate. The only suitable person is not something that can be easily invited. ”

Yu Meng sighed quietly.

"That person?" Yang Fan smiled.

The great dynasty that has existed for hundreds of millions of years, how can it not be that there is no immortal monarch-level powerhouse in charge.

Thinking of this, the corners of his eyes couldn't help but show a little expectation.

In his early years in Tianchenxing, he had seen the power of the Immortal Monarch level.

That Blue Trace Monarch controls a starry sky fortress, and the stars are insignificant in his eyes all this day.

Of course, there are not many immortal monarchs like Blue Trace Jun who have reached the peak of the Nine Golden Immortals, even if they look at the Starry Sky World.

In a blink of an eye, another decade has passed.

Finally on this day.

The envoy of the Tianxiang Dynasty rushed to Linyuan City from the dynasty, which can be said to be belated.

Let the princess of the Yimu Dynasty stay in the enemy for so long, the patience of the Tianxiang Dynasty is really incredible.

But in fact, over the years, in addition to not being allowed to leave Linyuan City, Yang Fan did not interfere with Yu Mengqing's self-justification at all.

Yu Mengqing can even contact the imperial brother who is far away in Tianxiang and explain his current situation.

Soon, his father Yang Lin gathered many courtiers and henchmen to meet the envoys of the dynasty, and he did not dare to slack off.

Yang Fan is naturally among them.

However, the envoy of the Tianxiang Dynasty only came.

A person and a white-bearded Confucian scholar, dressed in cloth clothes, words and deeds, pampered and humiliated, everything is like smoke and clouds as far as the eye can see.

Yang Lin and the others couldn't help but be shocked, they couldn't see through the origin and depth of this person at all.

Standing in the main hall, facing the eyes of many strong people, the white-bearded Confucian priest habitually saluted, and said without humility or arrogance: "The old master of the old dynasty has seen the lord of the big city. ”

Although he was saluting, Yang Lin, who was high above, had the illusion of being looked down on and scrutinized.

At that moment, it was as if he was not sitting on a high hall, but an ant looking down at the clouds.

This feeling made Yang Lin feel very confused, and his heart was very unsteady.

The other party just made a salute, but he was flustered and couldn't bear it.

"Quickly give the national teacher a seat. Biao Muqi Li hurriedly listened. M scraped the national teacher's face was calm, and he sat down naturally, as if all this was supposed to be.

Yang Fan, who was standing on the side, was secretly surprised.

The artistic conception of the cultivation of the white-bearded Confucian scholar is really subtle, and every move has a kind of power.

This kind of power is not derived from mana, nor is it due to spiritual coercion, but a kind of artistic conception.

"Dare to ask the name of the national teacher?,, Yang Lin said politely.

At this time, in the entire hall, all the courtiers came, and they were all in the atmosphere and did not see one, and everyone's hearts and minds converged on this dynasty teacher.

Invisibly, he seems to become the center of the world, and the development of all things revolves around him.

This kind of invisible artistic conception can affect people's state of mind, if it rises to a higher level, it can affect everything in heaven and earth, and the will represents the ...... of Tianwei, Yang Fan is just observing the national teacher of the dynasty.

After all, it was rare to study and contemplate the realm of an Immortal Monarch-level powerhouse.

This kind of opportunity is really rare for Yang Fan's current environment.

"I have been cultivating for many years, and I have long forgotten what my surname is and what my name is. ”

The national teacher said lightly.

While talking to these ants, there was hardly any mood swing on his face.

Subsequently, Yang Lin began to deal hostage with the national teacher.

"The old man came to the far city this time to bring the princess back. ”

The national teacher is not slow and unhurried.

Take it back.

He said it very lightly.

At this point, everyone was angry.

But for some reason, there seemed to be a power of disobedience in the old man's words.

When his eyes met the national teacher, Yang Lin's heart trembled, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The other party didn't seem to make any movement, but it was just the touch of his gaze, and he almost suffocated.

In the dark, during the surrounding banquets, a mysterious power was generated, turning into an invisible giant hand and pinching his throat.

"Take control of the ?!! space"

Yang Fan was horrified.

He found that the white-bearded old man, to a certain extent, could control the space.

It is only a certain degree of mastery, but it can use the power contained in the space.

This force permeates the essence of the rules of heaven and earth.

"It turns out that this is Xianjun. ”

Yang Fan understood something in his heart.

He has been contemplating the Great Reincarnation, and he has no control over space.

However, the great reincarnation envelops all things in heaven and earth, and space, time, cause and effect are all mixed in it.

This is a much larger and more complex system, not like rules, but also from the essence.

Yang Fan suddenly discovered that the essence of this world was full of all kinds of bewitchments.

Pursue the essence of everything in the world.

This made Yang Fan suddenly think of a person: a thousand autumns without a trace.

The three spirits without a trace for thousands of years should be the supreme supernatural power that shocks the ancient and modern.

His three incarnations represent the three Qings of Yuqing, Shangqing, and Taiqing, representing three time periods: the past, the present, and the future.

If you can reverse the three clears, you can successfully transform the chaos original.

However, since he ascended to the Heavenly Realm, Yang Fan has not had any news of him without a trace, and he doesn't know where he went.

In a trance, there were sudden changes in the hall.

The national teacher slowly walked towards ...... Yang Fan.

To be exact, it was Yu Mengqing next to him.

"National Calculation"

Yu Mengqing saluted respectfully.

In this process, there is an invisible spatial force in the main hall.

Those who tried to move were disturbed by a tremendous resistance.

That resistance comes from the space of heaven and earth, from the eternal universe.

No matter how strong an individual's power is, it can't be balanced with the power of space that originates from the entire Ancient Universe.

When the rules are mastered, all the power and supernatural powers seem so insignificant.

"Come back with me. ”

The national teacher walked up to Yu Mengqing and smiled slightly.

"This ......"

Yu Mengqing glanced at Yang Fan secretly out of the corner of his eyes.

At this time, Yang Fan seemed to be suppressed by this force that penetrated heaven and earth.

In front of the Immortal Monarch, doesn't he have the power to resist?

For some reason, Yu Mengqing had an inexplicable disappointment.

The other party is obviously an enemy, why should I sympathize with him?

Perhaps because of the more than ten years of getting along, Yu Mengqing has regarded Yang Fan as a bosom friend.

"Your royal brother, I miss you very much. ”

The voice of the national teacher is soft, but it has an irreversible majesty.

"Yes, National Teacher. ”

Yu Mengqing nodded, and slowly walked towards the entrance of the main hall with the national teacher.

During this period, everyone in the hall felt that time passed so slowly.

The resistance in the space made everyone sigh.

No matter how great the supernatural power is, no matter how strong the mana, what is the use?

This is like a reckless man who wants to fight against the laws and systems of a country.

The national teacher took Yu Mengqing and walked out of the hall.

Every step he took seemed to step on everyone's hearts, heavy and depressing, almost vomiting blood.

Seeing that the two were about to leave the main hall.

"Hehe, Your Royal Highness Princess, if you don't say hello to me, are you leaving?,, In the corner, there was a chuckle.

As soon as the words fell, the invisible resistance from space on the field was indifferent.

The footsteps of the national teacher were also a pause, and the whole person froze in place. ！~！