When the 300-mile Linzi City appeared in their vision, the entire team was solemn.
The Rain Beheading Army, who was on duty in the capital, came out of the city to welcome them.
This was naturally a very high level of respect.
The nine soldiers of Da Qi were the elites of the world.
The valiant soldiers lined up here, their swords and spears were as tall as a forest.
"This is the gift of a triumphant return," Jung Genzun said.
Jiang Wang nodded, indicating that he understood.
At this moment, they were riding on tall horses. The two of them rode side by side. A team of Tian Fu Army soldiers led the way in front, while a team of soldiers protected them from behind.
The accompanying spectators had already dispersed before they got close to Linzi City. They could not travel together with the expedition team at this moment.
The official road was sprinkled with scattered petals. The fiery red "Yan Zhao" stepped on it like a burning flower.
Xue Ye, on the other hand, was like a cloud floating on a flower.
The Rain Beheading Army soldiers stood on both sides of the official road with swords and spears in their hands. Their expressions were serious.
Jiang Wang and Jung Genzun walked on this path of swords, spears, and flowers.
This was the path of glory for soldiers. This was the respect from their fellow soldiers.
On the River-Viewing Platform, the flag was raised. It was a hearty victory. Many years of depression were swept away!
For this title, many people fought to the death. For this title, many people died with their eyes wide open.
The personal disciple of Da Qi's God of War died behind the Thousand Demons Sect because he could not accept the title.
Many people fought hard for this title.
Qi had to have a status that matched the strength of the country. They had to have the glory that matched their status. They had to let the world see and know that Qi was without a doubt an overlord country. They were one of the greatest and most powerful empires in the world!
The Ziwei Zhongtian Imperial Flag fluttered on the ancient Riverview Platform, standing side by side with those great empires in history …
It was this year.
Generals died in a hundred battles, and warriors returned after ten years. It was all for this moment.
The expedition team walked on this long and solemn road without any sound. Finally, they arrived at the magnificent Linzi City.
When they left and returned, they were at the 'Ceremony' Gate.
There was' Ceremony ', and there was' Ceremony '.
Yan Zhao and Xue Ye stepped through the huge city gate. It was as if they had entered a noisy world!
The people of Linzi, who had been waiting on both sides of the street for a long time, cheered in unison.
"Might!"
"Might!"
"Might!"
Everyone's faces were flushed red and they were in high spirits.
The soldiers who maintained order did not seem to be reliable in the surging waves of people. They seemed to be on the verge of collapse.
Riding on a tall horse, Jiang Wang, dressed in a green robe and carrying a sword, looked around and saw a dense crowd as far as his eyes could see.
Countless people stood on their tiptoes to look at him.
Every face was cheering for him. They were all crazy for him.
Along the way, he was warmly welcomed by the Qi people. And now, this great country had completely opened its arms to him!
"Jiang Wang!"
"Jiang Wang!"
"Jiang Wang!"
Cheers shook the heavens.
He was the one who took back the title for Qi.
He was the one who defeated Tianjiao's strong enemies one by one and planted the flag of Da Qi on the Riverview Platform.
One sound led to thousands of sounds, and thousands of sounds converged into one sound.
The sound stopped the birds and the flowing clouds. It was like a tide!
All of Linzi was shouting his name.
Wherever Jiang Wang looked, there would be earth-shattering cheers.
At this moment, even the peerless Jung Genzun was somewhat gloomy beside him!
There were two champions in the Yellow River Meeting, and Jiang Wang was one of them!
At this moment, he did not even dare to activate his immortal voice. Under such circumstances, his immortal voice could not process so much information. Everyone was shouting. Everyone was expressing their feelings.
The people were almost fanatical!
The expedition team walked along the main road, walking forward amidst the cheers of the people on both sides.
The people shouted the names of the heroes and the Empire of Da Qi. Many people shouted until their throats were hoarse.
There was a white-haired old man who was held up high by two young people. They were probably his descendants.
The old man was holding his head high in the air. He raised his right fist and shouted at him with all his might. The wrinkles on his face seemed to be about to split open.
He was wearing a military uniform that had been washed white. His voice was mixed in the tide of people's voices, and it was difficult to hear him clearly. But his flushed and tearful expression left a deep impression on people.
On his left arm was an empty sleeve. This sleeve was like a flag, fluttering in the wind!
Jiang Wang did not know his story, nor did he know what this old soldier, who should have been retired, had experienced. Had he once charged on the battlefield of Qi Xia? Had he once ridden a horse on Da Qi's journey to dominate the Eastern Region?
Jiang Wang did not know anything about this.
All he could see was an old soldier who had survived the passage of time at this very moment.
However, he was shocked by this scene.
He fell into a deep shock.
What was a country?
A family of thousands!
He went to the Yellow River Meeting to obtain a more stable and secure life in Qi. He wanted to protect his sister better. He wanted to make a name for himself in the world. He wanted to see where he had gone. He wanted to test his abilities. He also wanted to compete with Jung Genzun and help Chung Geng Sheng share the pressure …
There were too many reasons, and most of them were based on himself.
It was not until Cao Jie mentioned the Gate of Demons that he thought about whether he should do more for Qi's honor.
He had always lacked a sense of belonging.
If it were not for his close friends like Chung Geng Sheng, Qi would be no different from other countries. Even if he had a title, a position, and a fief here.
He could go wherever it was more suitable for development.
His dreams when he was young had long been buried together with Maplewood City.
The hometown that gave birth to him and raised him was abandoned without hesitation. His meaning to "country" was actually vague.
However, at this moment, when he looked at this one-armed old soldier who was unable to control himself, he seemed to feel that there was indeed some kind of connection between him and this country for the first time.
"Gift … from … the … Imperial … Temple!"
The ritual officer's voice was raised high and spread widely under the effect of the Daoist spell.
In a solemn atmosphere, the expedition continued to move forward and forward.
They moved forward in the great Linzi City.
The entire city was boiling!
They left Linzi with their heads held high that day, and now they were returning in triumph!
If someone looked down from the sky, they would see a sea of people rolling in from the "Ceremony" Gate in the west of the city all the way to the Imperial Ancestral Temple in the imperial city.
The expedition team to the Riverview Platform was winding in the sea of people.
There would be times when the wind and waves would break.
Jiang Wang suddenly remembered that when he came to Linzi for the first time, he was also shocked by the majestic city. He was also moved by the sea of people, which enhanced the sword of the vast sea of people at that time.
At that time, he traveled thousands of miles and comprehended the sword of the vast sea of people, the sword of mountains and rivers, and the sword of the sun, moon, and stars. Of course, from his current perspective, there were many shortcomings. The three swords of Heaven, Earth, and Man only had the appearance, but were dry on the inside.
Therefore, he later put aside these three swords that were too "big" and used the sword of the vast sea of people as the foundation to develop the sword of human dao.
He broke away from the vast sea of people and explored every drop of it.
Combining his experiences and thoughts, he finally evolved the sword of an old general past his prime, the sword of a famous scholar in despair, the sword of involuntary action, the sword of a young man frivolous, and the sword of lovesickness.
Finally, on the Riverview Platform, under the state of a sword immortal, he integrated all the sword of human dao and created the sword of "human".
From the beginning to the present, it formed a wonderful cycle.
At this moment, when he saw the "sea of people" again, he felt as if he was in a trance, which imprinted his heart and enriched this sword.
The word "human" represented all living beings in all forms.
This sword could be explored with a lifetime, and it might not be exhausted in a lifetime.
The group stopped in front of the Imperial Ancestral Temple. Jiang Wang and Jung Genzun also jumped off their horses.
Naturally, no one dared to step on the Imperial Ancestral Temple. The soldiers of the Tian Fu Army who had escorted them along the way could only stop here.
Cao Jie led Jiang Wang and Jung Genzun forward.
On the solemn square of the Imperial Ancestral Temple, the three of them walked slowly.
At this moment, the sun was hanging high in the sky, and their shadows were elongated on the square.
The Emperor of Da Qi was still sitting behind the high Emperor of Dan.
The various princes and princesses were also sitting in front of him.
On the high platforms on both sides, there were still civil and military officials, randomly selected commoners, and centenarians with good fortune and longevity.
Everything was the same as the day of the "Ceremony of the Master".
Everything was already different.
That day, the oath was taken.
Today, the triumphant return.
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