Chapter 352: The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying
The Royal Court of Houjin.
Since the Pingyang Guards went north, the Houjin tribe either received orders or spontaneously led their troops to defend the royal court. At this moment, countless armies gathered outside the Houjin royal court, and the atmosphere became tense unconsciously.
Already.
No one from the Later Jin Dynasty believed that the Ghost Swordsman could break through the Royal Court of the Later Jin Dynasty. After all, this was the only unified dynasty in the prairie so far, and the one who was in charge of the Royal Court was Zongzheng Huachun, the Holy Lord of the Snow Mountains.
At this moment, in a luxurious courtyard in the royal court, Jiese and Jiedu were sitting in the dining hall, looking upright.
Several beautiful maids were carrying delicacies and placing them in front of them one by one.
"stop!"
Jie Se asked righteously: "Who are you? What is the purpose of bringing us here?"
The beautiful maid at the head leaned forward and said, "This slave is just following the steward's instructions, and doesn't know anything else."
"snort!"
Jie Se said coldly: "The poor monk is a monk. It is said that wealth cannot be kinky, poverty cannot be moved, and power cannot be surrendered. How can it be corrupted by your mere extravagance?"
Jiejie looked at the embarrassment on the beautiful maid's face, and said distressedly: "Brother, please don't embarrass them. They must have nothing to do with the people who kidnapped us. You see, they bring food and drink every day.
Take great care of us.”
After hearing this, Jiese's expression softened slightly and said: "For the sake of my junior brother, I won't do it next time. However, the poor monk likes to eat supper. Come to the poor monk's room tonight and give him a supper."
"yes."
The first maid responded, and then left with several maids.
Jiejie's eyes widened and he swallowed, "Senior brother, this meal is so rich, you still want to eat midnight snacks?"
Jie Se said calmly: "A man won't be rich without windfall, and a horse won't be fat without night grass. Why not have some midnight snack?"
Jiejie couldn't turn his head around. In his impression, his senior brother never ate at night. He usually liked to eat grapes and fungus. Why did he need to eat today?
"Eat, stop pretending."
When Jie Se saw the person walking away completely, he quickly picked up the bowl and started to eat happily: "Jie Se, this meal is much more delicious than the vegetarian food at Faxi Temple. Come and eat more."
"I've been hungry for a long time."
Jie De also wolfed down the food, eating the food with big mouthfuls.
There was no one else around, so the two of them had no scruples at all and started eating with ease.
Jie Duo asked while eating: "Senior brother, what do you think their purpose is for arresting us? We provide good food and drink every day. Is it because the family lacks ancestors and they ask us to be their ancestors?"
Jie Se's hands moved for a moment, then he said angrily: "Whose family lacks an ancestor, and if they have enough money, they don't have to marry more wives?"
Jie De sighed: "Living here, eating big fish and meat every day, and eating delicacies from the mountains and seas makes me not want to leave. It is much happier here than outside, especially there are so many beautiful sisters."
At the end of the sentence, Jie De's heart started beating wildly.
Jiese sneered and said: "Our family used to raise pigs and give them good food and drink first, then wait until the pigs grow up, and then kill them."
Hearing this, the bowl in Jiezhao's hand shook and almost fell to the ground, "Brother, you mean they treat us as pigs."
Jie Se glanced at Jie Sui and said, "How about we provide you with good food and drink? Just because you are ugly?"
When Jiejie thought about it carefully, his face became very ugly. He suddenly felt that the food in his hands was no longer fragrant. He immediately asked: "Brother, what should we do now? Run away?"
Jiese said: "I have observed it. The guards here are all higher in cultivation than me. It is simply impossible to escape."
He threw away the bowl in his hand and said with a hint of crying in his voice: "Are we going to be treated as pigs and killed? I am the only one in the Huang family, and I haven't passed on the family line yet."
Jingse said: "Why do you think so much? Just eat quickly."
Jiedao said with a mournful face: "Senior brother, you have said that we are pigs, do I still dare to eat them? If we become pigs, won't we be killed?"
Jie Se looked at Jie Cai's face, which was full of flesh, and said, "You look like this even if you don't eat."
Quit Captivity: ""
Jingse picked up the bowl and continued eating, "Don't worry, I asked someone to have my fortune told a few years ago. I, Han Wenxin, am not a person who died young. I will definitely be able to turn my fortune into good fortune."
Jiejie said eagerly: "Senior brother, what about me?"
Jie Se glanced at Jie Dou, took a long breath, and said: "If that day comes, I will burn more paper money for you."
Among the capitals in the world, the architectural style of Hou Jin Dynasty is the most different, because Zongzheng Huachun wanted to gather the strengths of hundreds of schools and take the essence of each country for his own use. Among them, not only the heroic and magnificent style of the prairie, but also the styles of Zhao, Yan
Chinese, Nanman, Pure Land and other architectural styles.
Therefore, the Later Jin Dynasty formed a unique style.
At this moment, outside the courtyard, there is a building similar to a Buddhist pagoda. Standing at the highest point, Zongzheng Huachun can have a panoramic view of the entire royal court.
Even though the Demon Cult and the Ghost Swordsman were outside the city, although Hou Jin was full of confidence, the palace was still very nervous, and people were coming and going on the streets. After all, the people who came to attack were the number one in the world who held the most important weapon of the country.
swordsman.
Zongzheng Huachun asked: "Through your observations over the past few days, what kind of person do you think Han Wenxin is?"
Ji Rentai thought for a while and then said: "This person is a smart, low-strength, self-aware person who likes to enjoy himself and is extremely lustful."
"oh!?"
Hearing this, Zongzheng Huachun raised his eyebrows slightly, "He is so unbearable, is he really the best friend of the Ghost Swordsman?"
“It’s indeed Korean.”
Ji Rentai said: "And the Ghost Swordsman faked his death in the first place, and it was this person who personally buried him."
Zongzheng Huachun nodded and said, "What kind of person do you think the Ghost Swordsman is?"
Ji Rentai was startled when he heard Zongzheng Huachun's words. The Ghost Swordsman has become famous all over the world in the past two years, but he has done so many things, which can be described as too numerous to mention.
Ji Rentai was very familiar with the three characters "Ghost Swordsman", but he had never actually seen this world-famous swordsman.
It is rumored that this man is one of the few pure swordsmen in the world. Some people say that he is indifferent to fame and wealth, and he is extremely righteous. Others say that he is greedy for beauty and is the talon of the devil's sect.
It can be said that he is an extremely complicated person. People all over the world have mixed praise and criticism for him. It seems that few people can clearly explain what kind of person he is.
The only thing everyone agrees on is that the sword in his hand is really fast.
Ji Rentai thought for a long time, shook his head and said, "I don't know."
Zongzheng Huachun said slowly: "Bring Han Wenxin here, I want to see him."
"yes."
Ji Rentai heard this, turned around and walked towards the bottom of the pagoda.
Zong Zheng Huachun looked into the distance. Now countless pairs of eyes in the world are staring at Hou Jin, waiting for him to fight with the world's best swordsman. Tai Yin Kui and other snow mountain masters died one after another, and Jin Lu
An army of 600,000 was defeated and fell into the sand, Zong Zhengyue fell into the hands of the ghost swordsman, and Hou Jin's situation changed from a good situation to a crisis without knowing it.
Even though most people don't believe that the Ghost Swordsman can defeat Houjin single-handedly, there is already a situation in the temple where people are panicked and everyone is in danger.
Zongzheng Huachun looked into the distance with his eyes, and his heart was extremely calm.
The same was true in his heart before he went to Yujing City last time. Whenever something big happened, Zongzheng Huachun's heart became calmer and calmer.
The reason why he can be so calm is that he takes life and death lightly.
Among the many masters in the world, there is basically no one who is not afraid of death. Only Zongzheng Huachun truly disregards life and death in his heart. His only ambition in this life is not to live forever, but to dominate the world.
Everything he did was to unite the world.
Whenever he thinks about the unification of the world, Zongzheng Huachun's heart feels like it is burning and boiling.
Throughout the ages, there have been many emperors, chief ministers, and countless talented people, but no one has unified the world. If he can achieve this, he must be the first person in the history.
Zongzheng Huachun gently touched the rim of the cup with his palm, "If the way of the saint worked, the saint himself would have ruled the world long ago. The emperor has the way of the emperor."
The difficulty is so great that it's like climbing to the sky.
Not long after, Ji Rentai came up with Han Wenxin who was looking around.
At this moment, Jiese's face was very nervous, and he was extremely worried and nervous: He would really treat me like a pig and kill me, would he?
Zongzheng Huachun looked at Jiese in front of him, "Do you know who this king is?"
Jiese swallowed his saliva. He was the head catcher of Yuzhou City before. Naturally, he often met with the magistrate of Yuzhou City. But whether it was his demeanor or his expression, the magistrate of Yuzhou City was inferior to the person in front of him.
Don't know how much.
Moreover, the old man just now is also taciturn and has an unusual status, but he is so respectful to the person in front of him, which is enough to show that the person in front of him has a noble status.
Zongzheng Huachun smiled and said, "Are you afraid?"
"Fear!?"
When Han Wenxin heard this, he immediately hummed: "Do you know who my master is? Will I be afraid?"
Zongzhenghua Chundao: "Are you enlightened by the law?"
Han Wenxin raised his eyebrows and said with some displeasure: "Did you call me Fawu? I want to call you Master Fawu."
Who is his master? He is a disciple of Buddhism. He is one of the few top masters in the world today. Regardless of his young age, he was able to scare off masters such as Qin Shan and other Five Qi masters in Zhongshan. He must be the future leader of Buddhism.
people.
Therefore, in Han Wenxin's view, as long as the name of such a big shot is used, there will be almost no disadvantage. This is also Han Wenxin's biggest trump card in his heart.
Speaking of this, Han Wenxin's small eyes were still staring at Zongzheng Huachun from time to time, paying attention to the changes in his expression.
What made him a little strange was that even when the word "Dharma Enlightenment" was mentioned, Zongzheng Huachun's face did not change at all, and he did not even blink.
Doesn’t this old boy know the Dharma?
Impossible, then why is he catching himself to give himself good food and drink?
"presumptuous!"
Ji Rentai, who was standing by, shouted: "What is Dharma Enlightenment!? Even Tianyi Bodhisattva must be respectful in front of the Holy Lord."
"What kind of Holy Lord is the Holy Lord?!"
Hearing Ji Rentai's words, Han Wenxin's face suddenly became wonderful, and then his body fell to the ground as if he had lost his skeleton.
Ji Rentai said coldly: "Of course there is only one Holy Lord in this world. Who do you think he is?"
Han Wenxin's eyes widened and his mind went blank.
Who is the Holy Lord!?
That was the emperor of Hou Jin Dynasty!
Emperor!
He never dreamed that he would be able to see the emperor in person, especially the emperor of an enemy country.
Zongzheng Huachun said with a cheerful face: "Get up and sit down."
It’s over!
Han Wenxin's heart was filled with despair. It was rumored that Zongzheng Huachun was cruel, violent, cruel and vicious. If such a person was friendly to someone, then Ba Zheng would kill him.
Han Wenxin sat down on the ground and wailed: "Holy Lord, I just said the wrong thing to Taishan. Please don't remember it in your heart and spare my life."
Ji Rentai saw Han Wenxin's rapid change, and three black lines appeared on his forehead.
Zongzheng Huachun said: "When did I say I wanted to kill you? Get up and sit down."
Han Wenxin held on to the chair and struggled to support his upper body, but his legs seemed to be completely out of control and he slipped and fell to the ground.
Han Wenxin's smile was worse than crying, "My legs are a little bit out of control."
Zongzheng Huachun said: "It's okay, just sit on the ground."
Han Wenxin hurriedly flattered him and said: "The Holy Master has called me here this time. What's the important thing?"
Zongzheng Huachun asked: "I heard that you are a head catcher in Dayan?"
Han Wenxin said: "That was a thing in the past. Now I am Hou Jin's head catcher. I will serve the Holy Lord as a horse and a horse, do the hard work of a dog and a horse, and die exhausted."
Ji Rentai: ""
Zongzheng Huachun laughed loudly and said, "I heard that you have a friend who is very skilled in medicine."
"Yes, his medical skills are the best I have ever seen. It's just a pity." Han Wenxin shook his head when he said this.
Zongzheng Huachun asked: "What's a pity?"
Han Wenxin lamented: "It's a pity that he died."
He remembered that An Jing once told him that if others mention him, they must say that he is dead.
Zong Zhenghua Chun said: "He is not dead, and is alive and well."
Han Wenxin blinked and said, "Are you living well?"
Could it be that the Holy Master in front of me arrested me because of Brother An?!
How can this be!?
How could Brother An provoke such an enemy?
Zongzheng Huachun asked: "What kind of person is this doctor?"
Han Wenxin swallowed hard, "Yes, what kind of person is he?"
Zong Zhenghua Chun said: "You tell the truth."
Han Wenxin thought for a long time and concluded seriously: "In my opinion, except for his good looks, he has nothing good."
Ji Rentai: "??"
If Zongzheng Huachun hadn't been there, Ji Rentai would have wanted to slap Han Wenxin on the head.
Seeing this, Han Wenxin continued: "Holy Master, what I'm telling you is all the truth. He's not bad at all. I know him very well. No, we are very familiar with each other."
"
Zongzheng Huachun said with a smile: "It seems that he is a very interesting person."
Han Wenxin asked cautiously: "Interesting? How does the Holy Master know that he is an interesting person?"
Zongzheng Hua Chundao: "Things flock together and people divide into groups."
Han Wenxin scratched his head and said nothing.
An Jing is indeed very naughty.
Zongzheng Huachun stood up and said, "Some people are destined to become enemies, and some people are destined to become friends. People have to believe in fate in the face of the oven of fate."
Han Wenxin looked at Zongzheng Huachun's generous back and swallowed deeply, "What does the Holy Lord mean?"
Zongzheng Huachun leaned down and patted Han Wenxin on the shoulder, "Don't worry, I won't kill you."
When Han Wenxin heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Although Zongzheng Huachun had always been kind to him, he still had some fear in his heart.
Zongzheng Huachun pointed to the distance and asked: "Do you think these beautiful rivers and mountains are beautiful?"
These words seemed to be asking Ji Rentai, Han Wenxin, and myself.
"beautiful."
Han Wenxin nodded heavily and said: "The magnificent scenery of the grassland has its own characteristics, especially the continuous snow-capped mountains, which are rare in the world."
Zongzheng Huachun asked again: "How does it compare to Dayan?"
Han Wenxin said: "Everyone should have their own merits."
Zongzheng Huachun put his hands behind his back and said quietly: "We all live in the same world, and we are from the same world. Why should there be a difference between Dayan and Houjin?"
"All the people in the world have been suffering for a long time."
Han Wenxin was shocked. From these words, he heard Zongzheng Huachun's ambition, and also heard the innermost monologue of an emperor.
If one day, there is no Hou Jin, Dayan, and Nanman in the world, and there is only one powerful country, what kind of prosperous age will it be?
Houjin, Bashan City.
In a quiet and elegant courtyard.
Zhao Qingmei was showing off her cooking skills in the kitchen, while An Jing was sitting in the dining room.
Yu Qiurong was a little uneasy and said: "Uncle, how about I go and help?"
The leader was busy in the kitchen, but she had nothing to do at the moment
Sitting here waiting to eat, in her opinion, was simply treason.
An Jing smiled and said, "No, just let her go."
Yu Qiurong looked at An Jing's arms, which were green and purple, and then asked: "Uncle, are you okay?"
"fine."
An Jing shook his head, "Hitting means kissing and scolding means loving. The harder the beating, the more it represents my wife's love for me."
Yu Qiurong blinked and said, "Really or not?"
An Jing said: "Of course it's true. It hit me and it hurt her heart."
Yu Qiurong lightly covered her mouth and chuckled.
At this time, Zhao Qingmei walked out of the kitchen, still holding the vegetable hairpin in her hand, and said: "It seems that I started too lightly and failed to teach you a lesson.
An Jing said quickly: "Madam, don't look at the pot yet, it will burn later."
"snort!"
Zhao Qingmei raised her phoenix eyebrows and said: "If you are burnt, you can eat them all for me."
After saying that, Zhao Qingmei turned around and got into the kitchen.
"We were all deceived in the beginning. Once a woman gets a man, she will not cherish him."
Looking at Zhao Qingmei's back, An Jing remembered the scene when he saw Zhao Qingmei for the first time. At that time, she was still the famous "little bully" in the alley.
It seemed that her gentleness and virtuousness were all disguises, but this is her truest face.
Thinking of this, An Jing couldn't help but smile.
In fact, he prefers the real Zhao Qingmei in front of him.
"Nine Nether Purgatory Grimoire" is the top spiritual martial arts of the demon sect. The most important thing in cultivation is the self, which means that people can return to their true nature and there is no need to suppress themselves. The higher the state of Zhao Qingmei's cultivation, the more
The higher the depth, the closer one gets to the state of oneself.
At this moment, Li Fuzhou hurried in from a distance.
An Jing winked and said, "Third Master, you came just in time. We haven't had a drink in a long time. Can we have a drink later?"
Li Fuzhou looked solemn and said: "Uncle, I'm afraid I can't drink anymore."
An Jing saw Li Fuzhou's expression and immediately asked: "What's going on? You were arrested when you went to Goulan to listen to music?"
Li Fuzhou smiled bitterly, "Something happened to Duanmu Xinghua."
"Something happened to her?"
An Jing frowned when he heard this, "What on earth is going on?"
Li Fuzhou took a deep breath and said, "She has been getting weaker and weaker these days. I suspect her end is coming soon."
"What!?"
A trace of surprise flashed in An Jing's eyes.
He was initially suspicious and wary of Nangong Weiping, after all, she had been imprisoned under the Demon Sealing Well for so many years, but later through her series of actions, Anjing discovered that Nangong Weiping was not as evil as he imagined.
Man is a very complex animal, and man is also a very simple animal.
No matter how you say it, Nangong Weiping "subtly transferred" her cultivation to Zhao Qingmei, and this time Hou Jin came to help An Jing and was severely injured by Hip Hop Buddha. This is all a favor.
Li Fuzhou said: "I have calculated her final limit. Even if she is not in the Demon Sealing Well, she is already over one hundred and ten years old. Plus the time in the Demon Sealing Well, even the great master Shou Yuan will burn out.
It’s all done, and after several wars before, the root cause has been damaged again.”
Zhao Qingmei walked out of the kitchen, raised her eyebrows and asked: "Is Senior Nan going to die?"
Li Fuzhou cupped his fists and said, "He looks very depressed, and the specific situation is unclear."
Zhao Qingmei put down the shovel in her hand and said, "Let's go see her."
An Jing nodded and said, "Well, let's go and have a look."
With that said, An Jing and Zhao Qingmei hurriedly followed Li Fuzhou towards Nangong Weiping's residence.
Along the way, Zhao Qingmei frowned and said, "Is it the reason why I didn't get Cheng Huang's blood?"
Zhao Qingmei originally wanted to divert the trouble eastward and asked Nangong Weiping to go to Daxue Mountain and Yunta to snatch treasures and kill the masters of Daxue Mountain at the same time. When going to Houjin, it went very smoothly. Nangong Weiping not only killed Daxue Mountain
The master also robbed the treasure of Daxue Mountain. If Zongzheng Huachun didn't know how to advance and retreat, otherwise he would have died in the hands of Nangong Weiping.
But when they went to the Cloud Tower later, things took a twist. No one thought that there was a great master in the Cloud Tower. If Duanmu Xinghua and Zhao Qingmei hadn't made a decisive decision, they might not have been able to get Chenghuang's blood and still be alive.
danger.
Not long after, the three of them arrived at Nangong Weiping's residence. When the two demon sect masters at the door saw An Jing and Zhao Qingmei, they quickly saluted.
"No need to be polite."
Zhao Qingmei waved her hand and walked quickly towards the room.
As soon as she walked into the room, she saw the pale Nangong Weiping lying on the bed, and her vitality became a little weak.
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