Chapter 233 Seven Killing God Stele, Xian Zhong plotted against Bai Quanyi.
"What kind of evil god is so powerful!" Hong Chengchou was shocked and hurriedly asked what happened.
"I don't know the details, but this evil god is very powerful. He was a very powerful tribal leader when Emperor Xuanyuan fought in all directions and subjugated the foreign barbarians. This time he was born, I don't know whether it is good or evil. In short, he subdued him for himself.
Well used. Brother Hengjiu, you will be a very important person in the coming year. Your luck will be strong and you will definitely not be harmed by the evil gods. I am here to protect you. These are the decrees passed down by the messengers of the Emperor of Heaven. You don’t want the rest.
Ask more. Now that you have not reached the realm, knowing more may not be good for you. We are classmates and will never harm you."
Yuan Chonghuan saw that Hong Chengchou seemed to be asking questions relentlessly, so he quickly interrupted his words.
"I do believe this. Brother Ziru is the descendant of Prime Minister Wen. He has a noble character. There is nothing I can't believe."
Hong Chengchou suppressed the doubts in his heart, "What should we do now?"
"There is nothing we can do. You and I just wait and see what happens. The Qi Master in Xuanyuan Mausoleum is the highest secret between heaven and earth. Except for the supreme Emperor of Heaven, no one knows about it, and no one can guess. How can I be counted?
Come out." Yuan Chonghuan said with a bitter smile.
After Hong Chengchou and Yuan Chonghuan talked for a while, they arranged all the corresponding methods and settled down. Yuan Chonghuan himself also lived in Hong Chengchou's mansion. The two of them usually followed each other when they went out, inseparable from Meng and Meng.
Not out of focus. They eat at the same table and sleep in the same bed. It is quite similar to the spirit and affection of Liu Guan and Zhang who were sworn friends in Taoyuan.
Several days passed, and the weather was always sunny and beautiful. However, autumn was coming to an end, and the climate was no longer as hot as midsummer, especially in Jiangxi, which is rich in mountains, rivers, and picturesque scenery. The two of them drank tea during the day.
, drinking at night makes you feel as happy as a god.
On that night, after having dinner, the two of them drank wine, wrote poems, and talked about the art of war and Confucianism and Taoism in the courtyard of the Yamen. When the bright moon hung in the sky, the ground was covered with silver, and the surroundings were bright.
The two of them were in high spirits and drank until the wine was dry. At this moment, a burst of dark clouds suddenly flashed across the sky, covering all the light of the bright moon, and everything was pitch dark. The two of them became nervous and couldn't stand up immediately.
stood up.
Yuan Chonghuan still carried a dragon tendon gun, while Hong Chengchou took out a green-edged sword. Both of them looked up at the dark sky.
However, the dark clouds in the sky seemed to be ordinary clouds, and there was nothing unusual about them. Yuan Chonghuan could not feel any mana fluctuations or the aura of demons and gods from them.
"Is it because you are too nervous that all the trees and plants are in danger?" Yuan Chonghuan was confused, but he couldn't figure out the reason.
It turned out that Yuan Chonghuan had been instructed by Wang Zhengnan and knew that another Qi practitioner was about to be born in Xuanyuan Mausoleum, and that he would be born in the home of his friend Hong Chengchou, so he came to take care of him to prevent Hong Chengchou from being harmed.
Hong Chengchou will be a very important figure in the future, but nothing can happen to him at this time.
It's just that those ancient qi practitioners were all fierce and ferocious. They were all indomitable figures back then, and they refused to obey anyone. Even if they were sealed one by one by Emperor Xuanyuan using the skills taught by the Nine Heavens Xuannv, after five thousand years, they are still fierce.
Once he is born, he will turn the whole of China upside down.
Even Wang Zhengnan, as the messenger of the Emperor of Heaven, could not control the vicious people among them.
Just when Yuan Chonghuan thought he was too nervous, suddenly, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, but the huge moon disappeared, replaced by stars shining all over the sky.
Seeing this situation, Yuan Chonghuan already understood that the evil god must have been born.
"Jingwei Jingwei, Jingwei Jingwei!..." A sharp whistle came down from the sky, and then a star suddenly fell down, dragging out a long tail. In just a flash, it arrived at the courtyard.
Hundreds of feet high in the sky, a huge gust of wind swept down, and even Yuan Chonghuan himself felt like he was about to be blown up by the wind.
Yuan Chonghuan quickly thrust the gun into the ground, and then used the Confucian Eight Winds Unshakable Mind Technique to steadily stabilize the vitality of heaven and earth within a radius of dozens of miles.
Yuan Chonghuan's Eight Winds Immovable Technique has long been practiced to perfection, and he is well-known among Confucianists. Confucian scholars even gave him a nickname, "Yuan Chonghuan, who is immovable as a mountain." This means that Yuan Chonghuan's mental strength and concentration are extraordinary.
, has reached the realm of gods.
"The Godly Eye of Soldiers!" Yuan Chonghuan roared, and a thumb-sized ball of platinum light like a human eye burst out from the center of his eyebrows. He immediately saw clearly that in the center of the falling meteors, there was a face with delicate features. This face
He is very young, like a boy who has just been crowned, but his handsome face reveals unspeakable evil and resentment. Looking like this, he looks extremely ferocious.
As soon as Yuan Chonghuan saw it, he suddenly shuddered in his heart.
"Chatter, chatter..." The strange sounds came out again and again. Hong Chengchou felt so upset that he almost fainted. He felt nauseated and vomited for a while, and the blood in his whole body seemed to be thick and frozen. He looked at the twisted figure helplessly.
The young face rushed towards him, but his hands and feet could not move.
"Hey!" Yuan Chonghuan fiercely pulled out the dragon tendon spear, and with a move of the giant python, the spear turned into thousands of round balls and entangled them in the light of the meteor.
"You dare to block my way! Get away!" The distorted young face became even more ferocious. He suddenly opened his mouth and bit it. Yuan Chonghuan only felt the gun body shake. It shook violently and it was difficult to use the strength. It was like a gun.
There was a big mountain pressing on my head.
Only then did he suddenly realize that the head of the gun had been bitten by this face.
"Chachachacha..." The light of the meteor suddenly changed and condensed into a vague and erratic shadow of a young man.
The young man bit the tip of the Dragon Tendon Gun and spit it out! Yuan Chonghuan felt an irresistible force coming from the gun, causing his body to fly up involuntarily and hit the courtyard wall.
Bah! Yuan Chonghuan froze his body in his eagerness, slid down along the wall, pointed the gun, and did not dare to relax at all.
"This evil god is really powerful. It seems that he and my cheap son Yuan Shikai don't want to be together. The ancient evil gods in Xuanyuan Mausoleum are indeed not simple characters."
Yuan Chonghuan missed a move. Although he was not injured, he had figured out the way. He knew that the evil young man in front of him had great magical powers. Although he was promoted to an earthly immortal, and under the guidance of Wang Zhengnan, he had developed many powerful magical powers, but he still
No match for this man.
"Hehe, hehe, what a substitute. You and I have the same breath. We will be the same kind of people in the future. Now that I am born early, I will take your body and reincarnate. I will accomplish something great!"
The evil boy did not look at Yuan Chonghuan, but turned around and stared at Hong Chengchou, like a vicious wolf staring at a sheep that had no resistance. Hong Chengchou's heart was pounding and his face was pale. He could hardly hold the Qingfeng sword in his hand steadily.
"Wait a minute!" Yuan Chonghuan suddenly said: "You can't take this person's body away."
"Oh!" The evil boy turned around with a devilish smile on his face: "You are a little earthly fairy, you are as ridiculous as an ant in front of me. If you dare to stop me, I will kill you first to avoid being verbose.
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As soon as the word "唯婷" came out, the evil boy jumped forward. Yuan Chonghuan only felt a flash of light, and no one could be seen. He was horrified and quickly backed away. His body melted into the wall silently, and then floated far away.
Got out.
But the white light followed him like a shadow, never leaving three feet away from Yuan Chonghuan. No matter how much Yuan Chonghuan retreated, it was of no use.
"Mom, I don't care if you are an evil god or an evil fairy, fight!" Yuan Chonghuan suffered repeated defeats, and his heart was on fire. He was about to use his magic power to use the "burning jade and stone" trick in the military strategist's magical power.
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning struck through the air, blocking the way in front of him. It collided with the white light of the evil boy, causing the white light to fly backwards.
"Brother Xiong!" The evil boy condensed into a body, his eyes flashed, and he looked behind Yuan Chonghuan.
It turns out that somewhere behind Yuan Chonghuan there was a middle-aged man with a fat body, a big and round head, sparkling and deep small eyes, and a raised mustache.
Needless to say, this middle-aged man is none other than Yuan Chonghuan's cheap son Yuan Shikai, who had Xiong Ba back then.
"Don't call me Youxiong Ba. Now that you and I are reborn, of course it's better to use the names after rebirth." Yuan Shikai looked at the evil boy for a long time before saying in a low voice, "Wang Jingwei!"
It turns out that this evil boy is Wang Jingwei, who was reincarnated three hundred years in advance. Only Hong Chengchou can have the same aura as him.
"Brother Yuan! I am born now, and my soul has been trapped for a long time. I still need a physical body to absorb the vitality and continue to practice to restore my original magic power. This man has the same breath as me, and he is the right body. Why do you want to stop me?
?" Wang Jingwei said with a very delicate frown.
"Hong Chengchou will still have a role in the future. He is a key figure. Regarding the matter of the body, I will help you find a solution. You have just been born and do not understand the general trend of the world. Now the world is in turmoil and there are extraordinary figures who can turn the world around. Although you and I are powerful,
You still have to be extremely careful, so I'm here to remind you." Yuan Shikai said, "Hong Chengchou and you are indeed congenial, you can accept him as a disciple, this is the best choice."
"Since Brother Yuan said so, I will naturally obey him." Wang Jingwei seemed to obey Yuan Shikai's words very much. He nodded and said to Hong Chengchou: "Come here!"
Hong Chengchou concentrated his mind, knowing that he was unable to resist, so he might as well be generous and quickly put away the Qingfeng sword and came forward to pay his respects.
"Okay, okay, okay!" Wang Jingwei stared at Hong Chengchou again, and shouted "hello" three times, "From now on, you will be my disciple. Your magic power is too ordinary, I will practice it
The method is taught to you, and if you study it carefully, you will definitely achieve great success within three years."
After saying that, Wang Jingwei suddenly raised his claws and grabbed the top of Hong Chengchou's head. A bright light was transmitted into Hong Chengchou's head.
After about one stick of incense, Hong Chengchou seemed unable to bear the huge information, and suddenly fainted, his body crawled limply on the ground motionless, as if he was dead.
Wang Jingwei didn't care and simply stopped.
"Jingwei, let's go, I'll take you somewhere." Yuan Shikai said.
"Okay!" Wang Jingwei nodded, and the two of them jumped up and disappeared in a flash. Yuan Chonghuan didn't see clearly how they walked away.
"What a treason." Yuan Chonghuan muttered in his heart, and quickly helped Hong Chengchou up. He was relieved to find that his breath was normal, his blood vessels were smooth, and he was fine.
On the top of the Changbai Mountain, the former site of the Seven Kills Demon Palace is now filled with flags flying and a huge altar built with giant trees to offer sacrifices to heaven. Groups of majestic Mongolian warriors and braided Manchu warriors stood from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain.
Thousands of people gathered together in order.
At this time, the majestic Temple of Sacrifice to Heaven was crowded with nobles from the Manchu and Mongolian tribes. The Manchu nobles were led by Huang Taiji, followed by Dorgon and other Beile, while the Mongolian nobles were headed by Bumubutai Dayu'er.
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In addition to the Manchu and Mongolian tribes, there are dozens more Japanese wearing cherry blossom kimonos and wearing wooden clogs to the east of the Temple of Heaven.
The leading Japanese was short in stature, but exuded a very capable aura, and his eyes were like sharp knives, with an unpredictable magic light flashing in them.
This is none other than Tokugawa Ieyasu, the eighth generation demon lord of the Eastern Demon Sect Sang Huang Yafu Tian. At this time, he is the leader of the country.
"Buddha and demon are one. This time, Ben Beile obtained the inheritance of the central demon Lord Zizi and Buddha. He passed on the essence of our heretical reincarnation civilization. He specially invited General Tokugawa to join us. Together, we divided the Chinese bloodline, exterminated its descendants, and achieved unprecedented success.
Great cause for a long time. Since General Tokugawa is here, it seems that he has agreed to form an alliance, which is a great joy." Huang Taiji said to Tokugawa Ieyasu.
"Belle, you're welcome!" Tokugawa Ieyasu spoke fluent Chinese. "The land of China is vast and rich, and our Yamato nation has long wanted to get involved. The Seventh Heaven Demon Toyotomi Hideyoshi also attacked North Korea and used it as a springboard to plot against China. It's a pity that
They were defeated by the Ming army. Nothing was achieved. At that time, the defeat was due to the weak power. Now that the Manchus have risen and united with our Yamato nation, we will surely win victory."
"Okay!" After Huang Taiji and Tokugawa Ieyasu Han exchanged polite words, they boarded the Temple of Heaven. They cut each other's fingers and dripped blood into the wine.
"Blood-blooded alliance!"
"Blood-blooded alliance!"
"From then on, our country, the Qing Dynasty, and the Japanese country will never leave each other, becoming each other's horns. We will conquer the nine states and wipe out all the Chinese descendants."
The two of them picked up the blood wine and drank it down in one gulp.
Yu Yanluo's new book "The Last Immortal", well... the fairy tale written by a girl must be very interesting.