Chapter 445: The Saint of Penglai and the Leader of Beiming! 【1 update】


    "This pair of pen, ink, paper and inkstone was obtained by me after I accidentally helped an old foreign man during my experience on the go." Huo Yunyi nodded, "He said that this was also a treasure he had collected by chance. After knowing that I was from Shenzhou, he gave me this item."


    Yan Tingfeng blinked gently: "It is an antique, probably an antique that was wandering abroad during the war."


    "Well, the workmanship is also very exquisite." Xiang Shaoyu nodded, "Although it is age, the patterns and patterns on it have not faded, and the brush is intact."


    "I think I am a thick man who only knows how to use guns, and the pen, ink, paper and inkstone are useless to me." Huo Yunyi said, "I will give this item to Miss Ye."


    Xiang Shaoyu thought about it for a while and felt something was wrong: "You don''t need this antique, why don''t you give it to me?"


    He likes antiques, and as long as they are from the old era, he will not refuse anyone.


    Huo Yunyi had a expressionless face: "I forgot."


    Xiang Shaoyu: “…”


    Then why do you remember it now? !


    Ye Wanlan stretched out his hand and carefully touched the inkstone in the box, and his fingers were trembling violently.


    This is a very slight abnormality, and Yan Tingfeng could naturally notice: "Xiao Wan can recognize it. What kind of antique is this from the age of?"


    "Dingchao period." Ye Wanlan calmed down a little before whispering, "I still need to take a closer look at what time it is."


    Xiang Shaoyu smiled and said, "Our Miss Ye is really a walking antique detector."


    "I have something to do." Ye Wanlan suddenly stood up and picked up the box, "Go ahead and you guys talk."


    She walked in a hurry and quickly left the Huo family.


    "This..." Xiang Shaoyu was stunned for a moment and looked back at Yan Tingfeng, "Miss Ye was angry about what happened just now?"


    Yan Tingfeng shook his head slightly and said lightly: "You little wore those people to your heart."


    He was also pondering.


    But he could judge that Ye Wanlan''s mood changed when he saw the pen, ink, paper and inkstone taken out by Huo Yunyi.


    Yan Tingfeng''s pupils became deeper.


    "I haven''t practiced martial arts for a long time." Huo Yunyi suddenly spoke, "Shaoyu, let''s fight with me."


    Xiang Shaoyu: "?"


    What crime did he commit?


    **


    Ye Wanlan returned to the hotel and then opened the box again.


    How could she not recognize the antiques from what era this box of pen, ink, paper and inkstone are?


    This is the relic of her teacher.


    The sound of the cold clouds of the imperial teacher.


    Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are just skills to cultivate sentiment in Han Yunsheng. His greatest ability is to observe the astronomical phenomena and calculate the fate of the country.


    Han Yunsheng collected a lot of pens, ink, paper and inkstones. This box was the least outstanding one, but it was the tool he used to teach her to practice calligraphy at that time.


    Ye Wanlan took out the brush silently, poured ink into the inkstone, and began to grind the ink.


    After grinding the ink, she took the pen and dipped it in, and wrote a word on rice paper—


    Ning.


    The Ning Dynasty of Ning Dynasty is also the peaceful Ning of China.


    The latter is also the reason why Ning Taizu took the word "Ning" as the national name.


    However, unexpected things happened.


    When the last stroke of the traditional Chinese word "Ning" is fallen!


    "Swish-"


    White light flashed, and the light and shadow in front of him also twisted.


    This is a sign of the beginning of historical retracement, and it is already a familiar thing for Ye Wanlan.


    She didn''t think about why this box of pen, ink, paper and inkstone can also go back to history, but she can get more information no matter what.


    When her vision became clearer again, she indeed returned to Ning Chao three hundred years ago.


    The familiar palace came into view, completely different from the ruins that were trampled by the enemy last time.


    At this time, Fengyuan City had not yet fallen, and the report on the enemy''s situation and war was barely spread to the court.


    Inside the hall, civil and military officials gathered, Emperor Yongshun Xiang Chen sat on the dragon throne, Emperor Han Yunsheng and female prime minister Shen Mingshu stood in front.


    Ye Wanlan finally met the still alive Princess Xiang Mingyu.


    Compared with the impact she saw Princess Jing''an who was dismembered by five horses in the past, the impact was too great.


    In an instant, Ye Wanlan almost burst into tears again: "Aunt..."


    Although it is clear that in the historical backtrack, she is just like an audience entering the cinema and cannot change everything that happens on the screen. But she still couldn''t help but stretch out her hand to touch Princess Jing''an''s face.


    Xiang Mingyu''s expression was very serious, and she didn''t know that her niece, who had been dead for six years, was right beside her.


    "Report to Your Majesty and His Highness the Regent, the defense lines in the northwest, southern border and eastern desert... have been completely broken." The soldiers who came trembled violently and almost choked out, "The King of Yan, King of Chu and King of Qin... have been killed in battle."


    “…”


    The entire court was silent.


    "What?!"


    Even though he was as indifferent as the sound of cold clouds, his face changed after hearing this.


    All civil and military officials were even more shocked.


    Who is the Sifang King?


    That is Ning Chao’s Dinghai Scientific Needle!


    Who doesn’t know the combat effectiveness of the Sifang King?


    Especially King Hejia of Yan, even if the master of Shenxiao Tower leads everyone in the martial arts world to attack, he can resist it.


    How could it be possible to die in battle? !


    "Nonsense!" An old minister immediately exclaimed, "You dare to disrespect Your Highness, King Yan!"


    But as soon as he finished speaking, he was already filled with tears.


    Everyone knows that no one will joke about such things.


    Xiang Mingyu suddenly pinched the handle of the chair and restrained it from happening. She took a deep breath: "Today we will go away. You can clean up as soon as possible and arrange for the people in the city to enter the shelter."


    In the entire hall, except for Emperor Yongshun Xiang Chen and Xiang Mingyu, only Han Yunsheng, Shen Mingshu and several old ministers were left.


    Xiang Mingyu asked: "Now, what can the imperial master see?"


    "Corpses and seas of blood, purgatory on earth." Han Yun said in a deep voice, "The world is going to be in chaos, unprecedented."


    Xiang Mingyu''s pupils suddenly shrank.


    Shen Mingshu couldn''t help but take a breath: "But neither you nor Rong Shi had foreseeed this invasion."


    The emperor''s teacher Han Yunsheng was born with Taoist techniques and could also observe the celestial phenomena and calculate the national fortunes, so as to ensure that Da Ning lasts forever.


    There is a sound of cold clouds in the temple and a world of tolerance, there should be no future that they cannot see.


    But in the future observed by the two, there was no such invasion.


    This is the reason why the entire China is unprepared.


    Of course, if you can break through the three major borders of northwest, southern border and eastern desert in just two days, even the King of Yan, Chu and Qin will not have the slightest ability to fight back...


    Even if you are prepared in advance, the facts cannot be changed.


    After three seconds of silence, Han Yunsheng slowly said, "Your Majesty, Your Highness, Prince Regent, Shen Xiang, I want to leave Feng Yuan for a trip."


    After he finished speaking, he turned around and left.


    "Where are you going to leave Fengyuan at this time, and what are you going to do?" Shen Mingshu became nervous and immediately caught up with him.


    She has worked with Han Yunsheng for many years, and of course she clearly knows the other party''s temperament and knows that he is leaving at this moment, not to escape at the last minute, but to find a way to save the mainland of China.


    The sound of cold clouds did not stop.


    "Yunsheng." Shen Mingshu called out his name for the first time.


    Han Yunsheng''s body shook and his steps stopped: "…Shen Xiang?"


    Shen Mingshu did not step forward, she only said four words: "Come back alive."


    Come back alive.


    Whether it is the sound of cold clouds heard or Ye Wanlan watching this historical retracement from the side, we all know that these four simplest words are the heaviest at this moment.


    Who doesn’t want to come back alive?


    But even Yan King Hejia is no longer here!


    Han Yunsheng pursed his lips and directly used Taoism. He traveled thousands of miles a day and rushed towards the south.


    Ye Wanlan discovered that her perspective of watching this historical retracement moves with the sound of cold clouds.


    The next second, her eyes were no longer Fengyuan City, but Penglai Mountain!


    The fairy spirit lingers, and the winding paths are secluded.


    "I was just telling my senior sister that the Emperor Master would definitely come after I knew this." A gentle voice sounded, "As expected, the time when the Emperor Master arrived was exactly the same as what I predicted."


    “Swish!”


    Two figures appeared on the clouds, like gods descending to earth, a handsome man and a beautiful woman.


    Penglai Saint, Yue Zheng!


    Biming leader, Xingyun!


    Good morning~~