v8 Chapter 183： Heart of the strong

At present, Li Xun who is playing against Marron does not have the power of a fairy garden to mobilize. The map of the Datang Society in the fairy garden is complete, and it is not useful for the battle at this time. However, Li Zhi muttered this in his heart, not for the power of the fairy garden, but for the power of the Tang Dynasty.

Li Jiu has been on the throne for many years, and he has long been integrated with the Tang Dynasty. He is driven by each other's energy. Emperor Dao Xiu suppresses the dynasty and leads the dynasty.

As the dragon spirit burst out from Li Zhi's body, a hundred-foot-long blue dragon emerged on the Tianzi sword, and the sky inside the Tang Dynasty had already sounded the majestic sound of thunder.

In the Imperial City of Chang'an, Zhongshu Province, Cui Keli was processing the documents. Suddenly he heard the sky exploding, Li Yan's voice penetrated the beam of the room, and sounded in his heart. He couldn't help but look down. Shouted: "Chen, Cui Keli, servant of Datang Zhongshu, willing to help Your Majesty!"

The other officials in the hall heard Li's voice and looked up in shock. They didn't know what happened, but they saw Cui Keli pressing the big seal with respectful expression and voicing the truth. At the same time, the blessings to the soul also pressed the official seal and raised their hands. Shouted: "Chen ... will help His Majesty!"

At the same time, in the province under the door, Li Zhen was sitting in distress, with a solemn and modest expression, his eyes filled with the unspeakable hotness in his eyes, and he held up the big seal under the door with his hands.

Around the hall where he is located, the officials sitting on their knees are straight up, respecting the rigorous attitude, such as the emperor in person, shouting in unison: "Chen ... will help His Majesty!"

The invisible white, blue, yellow, and red fortunes rose from the imperial city, from government officials, from military camps, from residential houses, from the streets of the market, as if thousands of fireflies flew to the night, just like Thousands of sharp arrows converge into rivers, flowing clouds, and kill enemies of the dynasty.

Anton Metropolitan Government, Zhang Wence, who is inspecting the crops in a good field outside the city, suddenly heard a thunder in the air, his expression was boosted, his eyes were excited, and he immediately worshiped the ground. "Protect Zhang Wence, and help your Majesty!"

Beside him, the accompanying officials immediately bowed down to Chang'an. The people in the acres did not know what was happening. Many people were ignorant, but when they heard the voice, they knew it was The voice of Her Majesty the Emperor needs them to show loyalty.

The people under Anton's Dufu House did not lack loyalty to His Majesty the Emperor, and everyone worshiped.

Zhendong Metropolitan Government House, Sanshan Qingxing and Ping Xishi walking on the streets of Ping'anjing, heard that Li Yan's voice resounded after so long, and immediately resonated in his heart.

This sense of resonance is unclear, and it is like recognition of the Tang Dynasty, admiration of the glory of Tang, and pride of Tang's identity.

They immediately stopped, looked at each other, and worshiped distant Chang'an.

"Chen, the vice president of Dongdu Hufu, Datang Township, guards Sanshan, and is willing to help His Majesty!"

"Sir, Sima Pingxi, Ping'an City, Dongdu Hufu, Datang Town, willing to help Your Majesty!"

In the realm of Datang, both the official on duty and the people in the market heard the emperor's order. They either sat at the desk or ran out of the room door, bowed in the courtyard toward the gate, or dropped. In your hand, bow down and bow down, or yell for help from your mouth, or cry for help from your heart.

"Chen, Long Dajun General Liu Dazheng, willing to help His Majesty!"

"Chen, Zhang Zhongsheng, Changshi of Luoyang, would like to help Your Majesty!"

"Chen, the capital of the Far East protects Chu Nanhuai, and is willing to help His Majesty!"

"Su Tang, the people of Tang Dynasty, would like to help Your Majesty!"

"Datang people Zhang Erniu, would like to help Your Majesty!"

"Chen Fugui, the people of Datang, would like to help His Majesty!"

"Liu Sanniang, the people of Datang, would like to help His Majesty ..."

"The Great Tang People Gesang ..."

Chang'an, Luoyang, Qingzhou, Kaifeng, Yangzhou, Jinling, Chengdu, Jinyang, Pyongyang, Jincheng, Ping'an City, Gesang Prefecture, Teotihuacan ...

Every Datang city, every Datang village, and every Datang river has countless airlifting powers, rising at an incredible speed that can't be measured with common sense, and rushing towards each other to the west. Gush.

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Datang's billions of people and billions of air transported from the east sky, and the weather was numerous, like purple air coming from the east. They are like meteors, fireworks, and breeze, all of which reach the Emperor Sword in the hands of Li Yan.

The strength of his cultivation was originally the transformation of the people's energy, and now all people are united, and the momentum of each point of strength has grown to the utmost extent, its momentum is like the sun landing.

In the seemingly slow and fast process, the spirit of the blue dragon in Li Zhi's hands went from a hundred feet to a thousand feet.

His face was cold and solemn, his eyes quiet and sharp, with a certain sense of glory and mission, taught the divine power to the new moon that covered the sky, and cut out the sword in his hand.

At that moment, Li Zhi was intertwined with two very different emotions, calm and heroic, seemingly distinct but coexisting in harmony.

As the chaos in the imperial dynasty was approaching, he crowned him at the palace, and then walked out of the palace of An Wang, toward Chang'an City, and toward the chapel.

In the changing times and uncertain future, he went through all the troubles. Under the circumstances that Daomen, Shimen, Confucianism, soldiers, grassroots, and princes thought that the Tang Dynasty would inevitably fall, everyone did not share his efforts In the situation in his eyes, he bluntly killed a blood path, and everyone was dumbfounded.

From Qingzhou to Hedong, from the Central Plains to Guanzhong, Li Yan fought for many years in the territory of the Great Tang Dynasty and went through the most difficult stage of life. At that time, all eyes were enemies. Regardless of whether they wanted to open up a new sect, or vassals who wanted to wear yellow robes, he regarded him as a common enemy.

In all possible difficulties, he finally defeated these opponents. Gu Qingyunai, Ping Ding Tang, who was bitter and bitter, can be used as a lifelong negotiation.

However, what really made Li Yan unforgettable, and made him lingering and proud, was not the hardest time. Instead, they led their troops out of the congestion, defeated Tubo and defeated Hexi; they went north to the Great Wall and broke the Khitan; they expeditioned these wars in Silla and Laos.

That was when he, as a Tang man, marched outward and marched forward bravely.

These times are his pride.

Like a young scholar, he traveled to study, went out of the house, passed the imperial examination, and finally went to the world. The battle at home is thrilling again. In the final analysis, there is nothing to brag about. It is a place worthy of a large book and a special book to show your strength outside the house.

Young scholars must go out of their homes to have a better life and future.

As a Tang man, going out of the frontier and fighting against aliens in a swift and violent manner, the meritorious deeds that have been laid down, are the real Datang spirit and glory.

Personal future, outside the door.

The future of the country lies outside its borders.

Only with continuous progress can we open up new horizons.

In this way, a big husband, a true hero, is the prosperous dynasty, and can gain real strength and strength at a higher level.

If Datang is to stay strong, it has to move towards a wider world.

This self-cultivation world must continue to strengthen, and sooner or later must go to the outside world.

The future is outside the door, powerful outside the door, and we must continue to break through the shackles to have tomorrow.

The key to getting out of the door is, first of all, the integration, unity, and cohesion of the world inside the door.

Datang is now united with his monarchs and ministers, and he is united in ethics, so he can expedite the Western Regions and fight for the world with food.

This is the road that Li Yong has traveled, this is the road that Li Yong is going to take, and he is always on the road.

But now, facing the roadblock, another block of roadblocks, Li Yan has no more waves in his heart. He knew that he would defeat them, because he had done enough in the door. Even if it fails this time, it doesn't matter. If it doesn't work once, then it won't work twice. If it doesn't work twice, then it will succeed three times.

And the thought of a wider world, waiting for him to start with the Tang Dynasty and the Tang people, he still couldn't hold back the pride of his heart.

Hollowing out, that's the real work of the eldest husband!

Mullen said he had the help of a true god, and Li Wei was just a man.

Li Yan disagreed.

He is not fighting alone, there are billions of people behind him. He not only has billions of Tang people, but also dreams in his heart. If you have these, you are not fighting alone. If you have these, you are going to die.

This is Li Zhi's inner world.

"Mallen, pick me this sword!" Li Yanmei Yuru, Tianzijian cut off vertically.

At this point, the spirit of Qinglong has no idea of ​​its strength, only to see that Qingguang tears the dark curtain of the sky and hits the top with Taishan, colliding with Daoguang cut by Malun.

Jian Qi and Daoguang attacked each other, whether it was the great monk of Datang or the great monk of great food.

However, in the next scene, they were invisible.

Because the light shines to the extreme, it becomes pure darkness, and nothing can be distinguished.

They could only hear clearly, the sky was falling apart.

When the light was gone and the sight was slightly restored, the monks on both sides looked anxiously at their king.

Li Yan stood with his sword.

Mullen floated with a knife.

The former is calm and calm.

The latter looked bluish-purple, his arms were trembling, and blood was flowing from his brows.

The trend of victory or defeat is already obvious.

The great monks of Datang burst into cheers like the waves, and the great monks of great food were like funerals.

"You lost." Li Yan said to Malun, who was already unstable, his voice was flat and his tone was normal.

Mullen's teeth creaked, and he stared at Li Yan, without answering the other's question.

He shouted to the true God in his heart: "Why, why didn't I win ?! The same opportunity, the same realm, I have the protection of the true God, Li Zhi has nothing, why didn't I win ?!"

The true God did not answer him immediately.

After a moment of silence, the voice of the true God said: "Withdraw your troops and return to the big food!"

"Why, why is this ?!" Mullen growled wildly at the true God.

True God ’s groaning time is shorter this time, "As long as you are not dead, as long as this seat is still there, we have not lost to him. The battle of the world, after all, is only part of the war. Return to the big food and stick to it. I will be in Xian Yu defeated Li Yu. Besides, you may not lose the battle in the world, don't forget that you have the navy! "

Speaking of which, the true God did not have time to question Marlen. "Withdrawal, there is a seat here, Li Ye can't chase you!"

Mullen bit his teeth, but ordered the Guards to withdraw.

But he did not return immediately, because he knew that at this time the soldiers must be hunted down by the Tiger Guards. The so-called withdrawal is just a euphemism for defeat.

After taking a deep breath, Malun stared at Li Yan and asked, "You tell me, why didn't I win?"

Li Yan smiled lightly: "Our destiny is ultimately in our hands. Although your **** is powerful and can protect you, it is very convenient to use God's name to grow his wings, control the people, and consolidate power. But, Not our own strength.

"The saint is immortal, and the thief is more than that. Without the courage to sacrifice God, how can you sit on the sky and become a true strongman? Without the heart of a strong man, how can you become the master of heaven and earth?"