A bald man with a big smile placed a black box in front of Governor Qin.
Governor Qin looked at the black box in front of him in a daze.
He first carefully opened the box, and what he saw was a finger exuding black energy.
Celestial Bone Finger.
"Okay, very good."
"King Kong Temple is really willing to give up."
"With the integration of this power, I can truly launch the great formation..."
"Namo Amitabha, donor, please be silent."
"The donor is drunk."
The great monk had a smile on his face, his body exuded a faint aroma of wine, and he always carried a huge wine gourd with him.
If you are someone who runs a tavern in Peacock City, you will definitely recognize this monk. He is one of the elders of Vajra Temple, Zen Master Buzui.
Zen Master Bu Zui is also the leader of the Greed Sect, a master at the gathering level, and belongs to the younger generation of the "Bu" generation. He broke through the martial arts phase at the age of fifty.
However, he is not lecherous and is incompatible with the monks of Konggang Temple. He likes drinking but not lewdness.
Master Buzui practiced in the tavern almost day and night, drinking all the best wine in the world.
These wines are naturally not ordinary wines, but spiritual wines brewed from spiritual liquid, which is not much slower than taking elixirs.
"I never drink, so naturally I won't get drunk."
"Then Her Majesty the Queen's regime will not last long."
"Mahe Temple can accept the Queen's accession to the throne, and it can also accept King Jing's accession to the throne."
"Once the forces of both sides enter into a balance, Your Majesty will have a chance to escape and ascend to heaven."
A ferocious smile appeared on Governor Qin's aging cheeks.
The old emperors had controlled the country for hundreds of years, so naturally they had loyal ministers and martyrs, and the Governor of Qin was one of them.
If it weren't for the favor of three generations of emperors and the promotion of three emperors from Weizong, Xianzong and Lizong, how could he have reached the pinnacle of a poor family, the governor of a state.
The officials of the Shenwu Dynasty had a dividing line. It was extremely rare for a member of the first generation from a poor family to be able to aspire to the third rank, even from the third rank, let alone become a second-rank official with real power.
The Qin family is not a famous family, it is entirely developed from his generation.
The martial arts practiced by Governor Qin were rewarded by Emperor Weizong, and the elixirs used for training were awarded by Emperor Xianzong. As for his promotion to the position of Governor, it was an unusual appointment by Emperor Lizong.
Therefore, Governor Qin was prepared to actively rescue the old emperors from the beginning of the coup.
Until now, he still believed that the old emperors were still alive, but were just imprisoned by Her Majesty the Queen.
"The donor is drunk."
"Come, have a drink."
Zen Master Buzui shook his head and said with a smile.
What he practices is martial arts, and the "Drunken Arhat Sutra" that few people even practice in Vajra Temple, because he believes that it is not only dual practice that can lead to supreme bliss and supreme liberation.
Drinking, sex, and wealth can save people.
Zen Master Buzui decided to find a new path and embark on a different path to enlightenment, condensing the [Drunk Arhat] Wu Xiang.
Originally, he had nothing to do with the Greed Sect, but the Ascetic Sect could not tolerate him, so he had no choice but to hang out with Zen Master Wuye.
This time he took out the Celestial Finger Bone, but he didn't understand what to do.
But Zen Master Buye asked him to do it, so he did it.
Never think too much about things you don’t understand.
This is Zen Master Buzui.
Life is nothing but a drunken journey, in which one lives in a dream and dies in a dream.
Master Buzui drank a glass of wine and poured another glass of wine for Governor Qin.
"I never drink alcohol and eat light food every day." Governor Qin still shook his head and refused, making Zen Master Buzui sigh.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."
"The poor monk will see the governor off."
Zen Master Buzui drank the last glass of wine for him and disappeared.
"Your Majesty, Chu Zhongwu will not be proud for long."
"Rebellious ministers and traitors should be punished by everyone!"
Governor Qin kowtowed three times in succession towards the capital.
His eyes were filled with extreme killing intent and determination, ready to fuse with the bone fingers of heaven and man.
"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, Lord Governor."
"Chu can continue to be proud."
Chu Qianqiu suddenly fell from the sky and said with a smile.
What is more pleasant than completely destroying the enemy's conspiracy before it is executed?
Then expose them to their faces and watch as they fall into despair bit by bit.
Whether it is Ge Qingfeng or Governor Qin, their expressions are like fine wine that has been brewing for decades, making people feel intoxicated.
"Chu Zhongwu!"
Governor Qin's face became colorful. He first showed a look of despair, then turned into hatred, and finally turned into full of anger.
"If you want others to not know, you have to do nothing unless you do it yourself."
"Master Qin, you are also a veteran of the Three Dynasties and the number one scholar during the Wei Zong period."
"After all, you have become an extremely human minister, so why do you need to use these ghostly methods?"
Chu Qianqiu said leisurely, Governor Qin rushed towards the black box, but the black box disappeared and flew into Chu Qianqiu's hand.
Celestial Bone Finger, although I don’t know what it is used for.
I'll accept it first, maybe I can use this to find the remains of the celestial beings.
"Chu Zhongwu!"
Governor Qin let out a desperate scream. He could not accept that his last loyalty was trampled under his feet.
Evil-killing Sword—Bluish-blooded Heart!
This old man who is more than a hundred years old and a master of the extreme innate realm is actually trying to fight for his life at this moment.
He was actually practicing martial arts from the six sects. When he was young, he wouldn't have been much worse than Ziyi Danjun, or even a few points better.
But what’s the use? Sieve
The now aging Governor-General, not to mention young masters like Miss Mengqin and Master Yuanjue, are no match for him even against mid-level innate talents like Li Mingde.
He is too old, his Qi, blood and acupoints have long since declined, and he is just maintaining a shelf.
Bang!
Chu Qianqiu stretched out his hand and effortlessly deflected the sword that was coming at him with all his strength.
"His Majesty!"
Governor Qin howled in despair, brandished his sword, and prepared to commit suicide.
This is the last dignity a patriarch of three dynasties can seek.
"It's too disrespectful to want to commit suicide in front of me."
"What's more, Governor Qin, you participated in the Blood Pill case and caused countless murders. Do you just want to die like this?"
"This is too cheap."
Chu Qianqiu sneered, Siming Xingjun directly attached to the opponent's body, making him unable to move.
"His Majesty!"
However, the innate extreme realm is still the innate extreme realm, and Governor Qin's century-old cultivation is not fake. If he wants to commit suicide, there are still some ways.
So Chu Qianqiu prepared a second gift for him.
"Your Majesty Xianzong, please show up."
"Qin Bai, long time no see."
"I have failed you."
Emperor Xianzong said helplessly.
This made Governor Qin, who was about to commit suicide, stunned and burst into tears.