Yang Ke pulled Deng Kai away from the Ling Palace and walked out of Ji Le's power to cover him before he felt a little relieved.

He asked Deng Kai: "What do you think about Guoling?"

"I can't see anything for the time being. Maybe my personality is calm? It may be just an appearance, but I don't want to entrust my destiny to Guoling." The young man walked back with his hands behind his back and hugged his head, following Yang Ke slowly.

"The kingdom's spirit dies, and the kingdom's spirit disappears. I can't stand this kind of thing. Moreover, what if he threatens us with his own characteristics? Why should my ancestors respect a kingdom that has just been born not long ago?"

"What's more, after the birth of the national spirit, they are raised by the king, and they slowly shape their personality from the ignorant stage and have a strong relationship with the Xia Kingdom. As for him... I don't think he is a serious national spirit."

After all, Ji Le was a national spirit halfway through the journey, and his unclear origin made many people feel doubtful.

Suddenly, Deng Kai trotted to Yang Ke, turned around and said to Yang Ke with a serious expression: "Brother Yang, these words are not only me, but also the views of many soldiers on the side station. We are unwilling to place our lives on an illusory national spirit. Xia Kingdom does not need national spirits, this is a general policy set by Duke Lie at that time."

Guo Ling has a natural affinity for the people. After getting along, he will gradually remain kind to them. This is generally the case for the people in Jiugong City, and he is happy to see Ji Le's existence. After all, Ji Le has been very helpful to Jiugong City.

But outside the Jiugong City, the generals guarding everywhere did not think so. They did not have a good sense of the Guoling. If Xun An had not been rescued by Ji Le and owed favors, he might not have been much better.

After all, the news they received was just a few words from Jiugong City. Today, Guo Ling had one action, tomorrow another action. Who is the monarch and who is the master is a little confused.

"It would be fine if he was peaceful as a mascot. But judging from the behavior and enthusiasm of this Prince of the Kingdom Spirit, he was obviously not a lord who was willing to be lonely. Here on the side station, I just came back to see it, but the others..." The young man shrugged: "My uncles and uncles are not as easy to talk to as me."

Yang Ke frowned and heard the hint in the youth's words.

The splitting of the Xia Kingdom and then starting a new stove to annex it is probably not only the plan of building a festival, but also the intention of everyone on the sidelines. Moreover, people are better at operating this matter.

The border station is already alone. As long as people make an independent move, or merge into small neighboring countries first and then adopt a strategy of seizing the country, the Xia Kingdom will definitely face an internal collapse.

"If I can't reach this point, I will send a book to appease them. Although Ji Le's origin is unknown, it can be seen that it is indeed our people. Maybe the gods in the hometown saw the difficulties we had and deliberately sent an envoy?"

"In the wilderness era, there are no more disputes within us."

With one move, Yang Ke would never allow Xia Kingdom to face civil strife at this moment.

"In a few days, I will go to encircle and suppress Nanyu Mountain. This is a big deal. Nanyu Mountain is uneven, and I am always uneasy. Last year, I also communicated with you and said that I had a dream. I dreamed that the black fog that emerged from Nanyu Mountain covered the Xia Kingdom and completely destroyed Jiugong City."

It's so simple and clear that without the need for a witch to interpret dreams, Yang Ke himself understood that this is the demigod's perception of the dangers of the future.

Nanyu Mountain poses too great a threat to Xia Kingdom, and even wants to destroy the entire Jiugong City in the future, so it must be destroyed as soon as possible.

"I understand, so when Brother Yang goes out, I will temporarily appease the people on the border. However, our attitude must be taken seriously. Guoling is indeed not what we hope to exist."

I don't want to!

Yang Ke sighed in his heart. The Yang family's plans for several generations have never planned to shape a national spirit. Their plan is to gather the faith of the people, take the path of the Holy Emperor, and become a holy emperor like the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors.

The emergence of Guoling completely disrupted Xia's plan. Now the influence is gradually emerging, and the resistance of the border station is just a microcosm.

"Let's take a look. I hope everything goes well."

Deng Kai was speechless and walked with him silently for a while.

Suddenly he jumped on Yang Ke's back and hugged Yang Ke's neck: "Tell me, Brother Yang hasn't competed for a long time. This time we'll go to the martial arts fair to have a good fight."

"Okay, I'll seal the divine power and fight with you."

"No! This time I will fight Yang Ke's peak strength. I have been practicing hard on the side station for three years, so I must win this time!"

Yang Ke carried Deng Kai on his back, and under the sunlight, the shadows of the two gradually gathered together.

But compared to these two brothers and brothers, the Yongle Palace was in chaos. The young man chased Ji Le for a long time, and when he saw Ji Le being in trouble and was a little breathless, he stopped.

After knocking Ji Le's head three times with the hilt of the Qingliu Sword, the young man put away his sword.

"I will teach you a lesson first, and see if you dare to do it in the future!"

This is over? Emperor Shi was a little disappointed. What about the promised real name of the storm? This is over?

He put away his pen, wiped the juice from the corner of his mouth, and watched the two sit down again.

Xi Shi was waving a fan for Ji Le to cool off. His Highness Guoling took off his coat and left only a long coat inside: "I'll do it myself!" He took the fan from Xi Shi's hand and fanned himself.

But after a while, he looked at the picture of the lady on the silk fan and frowned: "It's fine to let my daughter use the silk fan for the family, but I don't use it."

The silk fan, also known as the silk palace fan, was named because the fan is often made of silk and has been widely loved since ancient times. There is a poem in the Western Han Dynasty that praises it: "The silk in Qi is as plain as frost and snow. It is cut into a fan fan, and it looks like the bright moon."

In the Ling Palace, everyone can be said to have a handful of witches. Even Fu Hao, who had just arrived, would put on a skirt and pick up a silk fan to dress up. Sometimes, Ji Le would help these witches paint and flirt on the silk fan.

However, Ji Le himself had no feelings for the silk fan, and he prefers to use a folding fan with a wide opening and closing.

"Old man, can you ask the Agriculture Palace to help me build a folding fan? I can solve the landscape painting myself, and let them prepare a fan for me."

"Why send the Agricultural Palace? Go back and find a blank bamboo slip and take it off as a wooden folding fan. It will be very convenient to write the heavenly seal and earthly clerical scripts on it."

"That's right. Then I'll bother the old man." After Ji Le said that, he asked the young man and Shi Huang: "What do you think of Deng Kai I just met?"

Cangjie looked at the young man opposite him: "The young man's spirit is like a cavalry."

"Why is it like me? I'm not that stupid? I'm taken away by Ji Le." The young man was very dissatisfied. His little fan actually got angry at him? Sure enough, it was all Ji Le's fault!

"The old man has no idea about his name?"

"Your Highness refers to 'building a festival'? Well... it may be a coincidence? After all, in the era when our ancestors traveled through time, these should not have been set up yet."

"But it's really a coincidence."

"Two, please make it clear. Miss Yi Guang and I don't understand."

Emperor Shi grinned and stroked his beard and said, "Jianjie, Hu Lie, Ningyuan, Ying Yang, were all the names of miscellaneous generals at the end of the Han Dynasty. However, these words contain beautiful meanings and can be regarded as the expectations of the ancestors for these descendants."

After all, when the ancestors traveled through time, Emperor Ling of Han was not dead.

"Yes, the general's name is--" Ji Le looked at the young man: "What I care more is, do you think someone's word "Cabin"?"

Bang—

The young man quietly took the bamboo slips and tapped Ji Le's head. However, he returned to his seat and continued to practice calligraphy.

"I'm not talking nonsense, think about it. If there was a person in Xia State who admired Huo Qubing. His family named him Zhang Piaoqi, Li Piaoqi, etc., it's not impossible. You can't stop others from naming them, right? I suspect that Deng Kai's favorite word may be 'Piaoqi'."

"I don't care about how others name it, but if you say this in front of me, you're asking for a beating. Come on, if you feel that you haven't beaten enough today, I can practice your hands with you again."

"Forgive." Ji Le realized at this moment that the sword technique he had just learned was no match for young people. At least after he practiced for three or five years, he could beat him.

Emperor Shi: "Your Highness asks me about Deng Kai, what about your highness?"

"Very good. This kid is very good." Ji Le said with a smile: "I like this kid very much. I can see other people's shadows in him."

The young man raised his sword eyebrows, snorted lightly, and was about to have another attack.

"Don't worry, it's not you." Ji Le retorted: "Don't be so narcissistic. I saw me in him."

"you?"

"Yes, I was a diligent and hardworking ordinary person in the past." Ji Le's eyes passed through the numerous palaces and saw Deng Kai who was competing with Yang Ke in the martial arts field.

Under Yang Ke's divine power, Deng Kai struggled to support him, gritted his teeth and did not admit defeat.

Ji Le was filled with emotion: "It is really not easy for an ordinary person to work hard to reach this point."

"Ordinary people?" the young man sneered: "Do you have any misunderstandings about 'ordinary people'? A person like Deng Kai is considered an ordinary person?"

"Of course, in front of Yang Ke, what is he not an ordinary person? Without Yang Ke's natural divine power, he can only catch up with his acquired efforts. This kind of suffering is not something that ordinary people can understand."

"The reason why Yang Ke looked at Deng Kai with a different look should be because of this, right?"

In the martial arts performance, Yang Ke once again forced Deng Kai's attack back.

"Come again!" Deng Kai fell to the ground in a daze, got up again, and used his tempered energy to rush towards Yang Ke again.

While discussing with him, Yang Ke said, "There is currently a martial soul technique in the city, you can try to study it. By the way, it is the young man in Yongle Palace just now."

"He? Is he very good at martial arts?"

"It's OK. Five Cauldrons... Maybe they're Six Cauldrons."

"Then look for him again, and now fight with Brother Yang first! Today, I must win a game!"

The two of them competed in a total of 1,352 games from childhood to adulthood, of which Yang Ke used his divine power to fight 300 games. In these 300 games, Deng Kai had no chance of winning.

However, Deng Kai was never discouraged. This is what Yang Ke liked the most.

It is true that among the brothers who grew up together, Deng Kai is the youngest. But Yang Ke has the greatest expectations for Deng Kai because he is the only one who is willing to be an opponent of him in the past ten years.

After more than ten years of getting along, facing the divine power that Yang Ke had, Liu Sheng and Xun An had already agreed that he would never be able to surpass Yang Ke in his life, and he knew that Yang Ke's strength was far better than him.

Therefore, they chose to follow Yang Ke and revitalize the Xia Kingdom with him.

Therefore, when you are with Liu Sheng and Xun An, Yang Ke can feel a gap between you outside of your deep friendship.

That is the natural barrier between man and God.

With them, Liu Sheng and Xun An can solve all kinds of strategies planned from the perspective of mortals. In Yang Ke's eyes, he can easily solve them with his divine power.

Every in-depth cooperation made Yang Ke more clearly realize that he was a natural demigod. He had a lifespan of hundreds of years or even longer. His divine power was so strong that he could destroy a country by one person.

Although Liu Sheng and Xun An were both concerned about him, they could not relieve his sense of loneliness.

Invincible in the world, Yang Ke did not dare to be so arrogant. But no one could beat him on this acre of three-point land in Xia Kingdom.

However, Deng Kai is different. Deng Kai knows that he does not have the natural divine power of Yang Ke, but he still refuses to admit defeat. Every time he returns to the city, he has to fight with Yang Ke.

This kind of indomitable and persistent unique to a young man is enough to make Ji Le look at him. It is Deng Kai's existence that made Yang Ke not really give up his human side and completely turn into a god while still lonely.

Seeing the young man challenge him for ten years, Yang Ke smiled and said, "Come again!" A golden red flame appeared in his hands, and the breath of divine power slowly overflowed.

"Okay!" Deng Kai took out his weapon, which was a silver spear, a magic gun made by him imitating his idol Huo Qubing. The spear was filled with Qi and burst into three feet of white light.

"Brother Yang, this is the gun technique I'm studying on the side station. Fengxiang——" The white light at the tip of the gun condensed at one point, and a phoenix spreading its wings appeared vividly and rushed towards Yang Ke.
Chapter completed!