September 2, the nineteenth year of Jiayou's reign.
The Queen Mother held a banquet in the imperial city, and the Emperor brought several of his beloved concubines to the banquet.
In the Royal Garden of the Imperial City, the sky is high and the air is clear, and the scenery is full of beautiful scenery. The emperor plays the jade flute at the banquet, which attracts the gentle calls of the wild geese passing by in the sky.
The Queen Mother wiped her tears in public and accused the emperor of "not doing his job properly" and using his dignity as an emperor to "serve others with his voice and appearance like an actor"!
The emperor was horrified and knelt down to defend himself. The queen mother fluttered her sleeves, threw her cup and scolded the emperor.
The emperor took his concubines with him and returned to Jiuqu Garden in despair.
The imperial city is a big sieve, and no news can be hidden. The news that the Queen Mother denounced the Emperor at the banquet quickly spread throughout Haojing, and naturally also reached Lu Qian, who was shopping with Qingyou and the three girls.
Carrying a small woven bamboo cage and listening to the clear chirping of the green-headed grasshopper inside, Lu Qian sighed.
"The emperor is filial. He...has been waiting for the queen mother and the general to take the initiative."
"Having said that, now I really believe that there really is such a creature as the 'Fu Di Demon' in the world!"
‘Fu Di Mo’?
Qingyou and the other three girls looked at Lu Qian in astonishment.
"Well, he is a kind of terrifying creature who regards his younger brother as the most important person in the world. He can completely give up his husband, son, etc. for his younger brother."
"This kind of creature, tsk tsk..."
The three girls, Qingyou, couldn't understand the concept of "supporting the younger brother," but they roughly understood the dissatisfaction with the Queen Mother and the General that filled Lu Qian's words.
Lu Qian returned to Haojing with tens of thousands of powerful elite cavalry.
There are also ten powerful monks including Shen Zui who are currently living in Jiuqu Garden.
Based on the fact that General Le Wu was in cahoots with the monks of the Blood River Sect, it was easy for Shenzui and the others to directly surrender the General in the name of 'eliminating demons and defending the Way', and to bloodbath the entire Queen Mother Clan with thunderous force.
matter.
But... these days, despite the uproar in Haojing, the one who organized Lu Qian, Lu Wei, Shenzui and others to clean them up was none other than the emperor Yinyuan.
This emperor has a notorious reputation.
Selling an official position and getting a title.
Blackmail courtiers.
Arrogant and extravagant.
Trust and favor the treacherous minister.
All kinds of shameful crimes, the emperor who is a notorious person.
In the deepest part of his heart, there was still such a touch of snow-white softness... He simply couldn't take the initiative to be cruel to his mother and uncle.
Even if he already smelled something was wrong.
Even though he had worked diligently to collect money over the years, carefully built up an army of confidants, and deployed countless preventive measures against the General Le family...but he was actually so soft-hearted that he was unwilling to take the initiative.
"However, an emperor with filial piety is always more lovely than an emperor who is decisive in killing his own mother and uncle." Lu Qian shook the grasshopper cage and muttered in a low voice.
Then, Lu Qian suddenly felt heart palpitations.
He raised his head and looked north.
In a very far place, he felt a slight pull of blood, and a faint sense of crisis came over him.
Lu Qian's eyes widened.
In his mind, a picture of a person with three eyes lit up, and a large area of light flashed, condensing into pieces of simple golden text in his mind.
These days, Shenzui asked people to take out many Buddhist magical powers and secret techniques from the Sutra Collection Pavilion of the Great Vajra Temple, and handed them over to Lu Qian one by one. Lu Qian kept these magical powers and secret techniques in mind, and when he was free,
Just spend some time to understand one or two.
Now, very inexplicably, under the stimulation of the three-eyed figure, these Buddhist magical powers that have not yet been introduced naturally speed up their comprehension. The essence of Buddhist magical powers is derived out of thin air, and it quickly condenses with Lu Qian into a substantial spiritual light.
Congruent.
A faint sense of cause and effect and destiny emerged in Lu Qian's mind.
Lu Qian's eyes suddenly turned a faint golden color. He looked in the north direction and said in a deep voice: "I'll come as soon as I go... There is someone very important to me over there."
Carrying the grasshopper cage, Lu Qian took a step towards the north.
In a square inch of Zen forest, one thought escapes the Dharma.
The spiritual light of the divine soul swayed slightly, and with the consumption of a huge amount of divine soul power, Lu Qian's thoughts were everywhere, and he took a step of 30,000 miles in one step. This is the highest mind escape method in Buddhism. His thoughts are everywhere, as long as the power of the divine soul is enough
, can teleport through the air, many times faster than ordinary light escape.
After taking a slight breath, Lu Qianyuan's soul, which was tens of millions of times more powerful than ordinary monks, quickly recovered and returned to full power within a breath.
The Wuliang Guixu body began to circulate, and the Guixu immortal essence in the body began to operate at full speed according to the circulation veins of the five Vajra Dharma phases.
Lu Qian's whole body turned into a light golden color, golden flames spurted out around him, large lotus flowers and ten thousand-character Buddha seals appeared under his skin, and a bright light shone faintly behind his head. His whole person became like a real Vajra Arhat coming to the world.
The immortal essence returned to the ruins within the body was quickly transformed into pure and huge Buddhist power.
The one-thought escape technique launched by Lu Qian immediately became more in line with his body at the moment and the Buddhist power filled in his body.
Taking another step, Lu Qian traveled sixty thousand miles in one step.
In this way, he took a few steps and walked out of Dayin's direct territory and entered the territory of Beimingzhou. He took a few steps again and crossed most of Beimingzhou and came to Baimang Jiangnan.
In the prairie tens of thousands of miles away.
The shouts of killing rose to the sky, and countless elite cavalry in black clothes and black armor whistled and ran back and forth, tightly surrounding a small hill.
On the hill, more than a hundred people built corpses into a protective wall, resisting the onslaught of countless elite cavalry around them. Arrows fell like rain, and they struck the corpses with a loud "Puff" sound.
After a wave of arrows, hundreds of cavalry howled and rushed forward. They rushed up the hill without fear of death and launched a desperate attack on the more than a hundred people behind the thick pile of corpses.
A burly man with long gray hair, holding a gun in his left hand and a knife in his right hand, led hundreds of men to charge back and forth, killing the oncoming cavalry one by one on the spot.
The swords and guns in the man's hands all emitted a faint light, the spears glowed, and the swords roared and slashed dozens of feet apart. Judging from this momentum, it was clearly the strength of the Dzogchen, the pinnacle of martial arts. After practicing to this point, there is only one chance left. If there is a suitable one, By practicing the method, you can break through the furnace realm and successfully enter the raging fire realm.
The man let go and killed, and every time he killed dozens of cavalry, he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Marquis Beiqiu, you are a coward without eggs, you dare to be a traitor and a traitor, but you dare not, get out and die!"
"Hahaha, you dared to do such a thing back then, why didn't you dare to admit it?"
"You are hiding your head and keeping your tail. You sent these minions here just to take off my head?"
"Hehe, hehe, don't let me go back to Haojing... Otherwise, you will all be implicated in the nine clans, and you will all die a good death!"
The swords and guns were swung together, and the broken limbs and arms flew everywhere where the man passed, and the blood turned into blood mist and sprayed. Each of the elite cavalry was blown to pieces, but horns kept sounding in the distance, and a steady stream of cavalry had gloomy faces and fierce expressions. He continued to charge forward without fear of death.
The man had been leading the charge for a long time, and the sword and gun in his hand were already covered with cracks, and the gun light and sword blade were constantly weakening at a speed visible to the naked eye.
But the man still yelled and flew back and forth, bringing up afterimages at extremely fast speeds.
On the hill, more than a hundred men, under the command of this man, took advantage of the terrain to resist the continuous cavalry raids from all around.
Looking down from a high altitude, within a radius of tens of miles, there are at least 200,000 elite cavalry surrounding this small hill.
And further away, in all directions, within a radius of thousands of miles, more cavalry are gathering here in a mighty manner. The armors of various colors are dazzling with flames. At first glance, it seems that the entire grassland is in commotion.
High in the sky, countless large and small falcons were flying wildly, constantly passing messages to and from each other, and making sharp chirping sounds.
Thirty miles away from the hill, next to a small lake, several golden banners with wolf tails hanging on them were fluttering in the wind. Several old people with gorgeous clothes, plump bodies, pampered and extraordinary bearing stood on the banner with their fronts trembling. He got down and stared blankly in the direction of the hill.
"You can just live your old life in the Qinglang clan, can't you? Why do you want to escape again?"
"Those idiots and losers from the Qinglang clan take so much tribute from us every year. Why are they allowed to escape with just over a hundred people?"
"The cavalry who were chasing us were actually wiped out by more than a hundred of them..."
"Okay, okay, don't complain... In short, we can't let him go back to Haojing. Otherwise, with his methods back then, we... will all die without a burial place. Hehe, we can't do what he did back then. .”
"That Lu Xiu... is really scary. However, fortunately we also have help from strangers, otherwise this time, our homes will be confiscated and our families will be exterminated, and none of us will be able to escape!"
Several old people raised their heads and stared blankly into the sky.
Hundreds of feet above the ground, Lu Xiu was riding on a cloud of water, fighting crazily with hundreds of burly men in golden helmets.
Lu Xiu was shirtless, and the flesh and blood around his upper body and chest showed a strange translucency. A golden flame was burning in his heart. He waved the iron gun, and with each shot, the gun head spurted out hundreds of feet of golden light.
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Each of those burly and strong men was about one to six feet tall. They were tall and strong, but their movements were nimble and swaying, like butterflies walking through flowers.
If you look carefully, you will see that all these burly and strong men are actually paper figures made of paper cuts.
They circled around Lu Xiu crazily, slashing, and the paper swords in his hands brought out cold light and struck down as fast as the flowing wind. The gun light released by Lu Xiu collided with these swords, constantly making thunderous noises.
The battle has been going on for quite some time.
The golden flame in Lu Xiu's heart has dimmed.
He gasped loudly, and the sweat all over his body was evaporated by the high temperature of his body, turning into a ball of white air that enveloped his body.
One shot penetrated the three paper figures, and the three paper figures ignited pale golden flames. Lu Xiu roared angrily: "How dare evil heretics attack and kill Emperor Dayin... You guys, are you really not afraid of confiscating your family and annihilating your clan?
"
On the ground, an elite heavy armored cavalry group surrounded several men wearing gorgeous robes.
Hearing Lu Xiu's roar, one of the leading men smiled sinisterly: "This world has changed...the emperor? Hehe, just wait until we understand the supreme road passed down from our ancestors, hehe, the emperor is nothing!"
As soon as the word "fart" came out of his mouth, Lu Qian rushed into the battlefield.
On the hilltop, the man who was shouting to be killed grunted, and was suddenly hit by an arrow in the buttocks.
In the air, Lu Xiu exclaimed and dived towards the hillock to kill him.
He ignored his own defense, and several paper figures rushed forward, slashing with their swords, making a crisp sound, leaving shallow blood marks on Lu Xiu's body.
Please remember the first domain name of this book: ._
