The flames of the bronze bird's lamppost were swaying, illuminating the emperor after the Dragon Case, whose expression was uncertain.
He ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor one after another from Beihai County princes, and then took over Luoyang, with hundreds of thousands of troops under his command, all thanks to Emperor Liang Xiao Yan who sent Chen Qingzhi to conquer the city.
If he had done what Xu Maoling did, trapped him in the city and killed him, he would probably be heartbroken for his subordinates.
But if he didn't kill him, as Xu Maoling said, what if Liang Emperor Xiao Yan came over with a secret edict one day, wouldn't he be killed? If such a foundation was laid less than a year ago, wouldn't it be that the Liang Kingdom to the south was in vain.
Right.
It is better for him to die than for me to die. I still have hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses, enough to continue the stalemate with Emperor Yuan Ziyou of Wei.
Yuan Hao looked at the oil lamp with the copper dragon column on the table in trance. His eyes crossed the corner of his eyes and he looked at Xu Maoling who was looking at him with a smile. He felt a little strange in his heart.
'This person has never cared about government affairs, and now he is so enthusiastic. It seems that he has ulterior motives... Haha, when he was talking to Chen Qingzhi, he always stayed on the magic sword...'
Thinking of this, the emperor suddenly figured it out.
He put his hand on the desk and gently rubbed the lines on the imperial brush, and sighed.
"What Xu Gaoren said is exactly what I have been confused about for a long time. But Wu Dugong escorted me all the way to Luoyang and overcame many difficulties. The soldiers around me fought bravely to kill the enemy. If I punish him, what will happen to the surrendered troops and generals?
Thoughts? Besides, he also has a good friend in the Taoism. I have to worry about such a mysterious person."
Anyone who can be an emperor is not a fool, so he threw the burden to Xu Maoling in a few words.
Over there, Xu Maoling didn't know whether he heard it or not, and there was no expression in his eyes. He just stroked his chin and beard and raised his head slightly.
He didn't care about the spiritual sword. As for Chen Qingzhi's life or death, he didn't care at all. It would be better if he didn't die. If he offended the cultivator behind him, as long as he didn't die, there would be room for peace.
The oil lamp illuminated the quiet place for a moment. Xu Maoling lowered his hand, opened his eyes, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty is right to be worried, especially the divine sword in Wu Du Gong's hand. Even if you want to trap him in the city, it will be extremely difficult.
, why not let me take action, take his sword first, and then his people, then he will be the meat on the board, and it is not up to your majesty to decide, and the elite soldiers under his command will also become the sharp sword in your majesty's hand."
The white-robed army... Yuan Hao has indeed been eyeing it for a long time. Seven thousand can resist tens of thousands of enemies. If he holds it in his hand, he will probably wake up laughing.
If you can command this army, imprisoning Chen Qingzhi is the best choice.
It gradually became clear in his mind, and after making up his mind, he stood up: "Master Xu is willing to share my worries, how can I not agree? It's just that the master behind him..."
"Don't worry, your majesty. He won't know about it for the time being. If he does find out in the future, I can use your majesty's dragon energy to make the other party retreat."
Seeing Xu Maoling's assurance, Yuan Hao gained some confidence.
"Master, then I will trouble you."
"Thank you for your trust, Your Majesty."
After a rather tedious response, Xu Maoling asked the emperor for a command arrow, which was also received by Chen Qingzhi and had his breath on it.
Then he said goodbye and returned to his residence in the palace. He asked the palace people to prepare sheep, pigs, and chickens for him. Then he locked him in the room, took out the things needed for the recipe, and found the rooster's blood and poured it into a wooden basin.
He soaked the arrows in it, and after doing everything, he opened all the window lattice, pasted the talisman paper, and placed a bronze mirror.
Then wait for the night to fall.
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Inside the True Lord's View, Chen Yuan's fingertips were twirling.
The midday sun quickly turned to the west and set over the mountains, and the last ray of rays of rays of sunlight shone away in the blink of an eye.
…
The darkness is like a tide, pushing the edge of light to cover the world. The bright autumn moon rises into the night sky with its cold light.
Amidst the chirping of insects, Xu Maoling opened her eyes, stood up from the futon and walked to the window lattice. She looked at the full moon hanging on the treetops outside and nodded with satisfaction.
The servants placed the three steamed animals outside the window and dismissed the palace guests.
The entire separate courtyard became silent except for the chirping of insects. Xu Maoling took the copper bell on the table and shook it gently. The crisp metallic sound of "dang" echoed in the courtyard as if it could shake people's souls.
At this moment, the buzzing of insects quieted down.
He stood in front of the table, lit three sticks of incense, inserted the incense burner, and lined up three talisman papers, with the edicts on them representing heaven, earth, and people respectively.
"Open the altar!"
Suddenly the wind blew in the courtyard, and the old trees in the courtyard rustled.
Xu Maoling slapped the table with one hand, and three yellow talismans were hanging out of the air. The imperial edict on it lit up with a vermilion light that illuminated his slender face. He waved his sleeves, and the bronze mirror moved to the window, with his back to the circle in the night sky.
moon.
"Qing Qing Lingling, Yuejun listens to my words and lends your light to me..."
After the last long spell, he stamped his feet and thrust his finger out. In an instant, he saw the moonlight behind the swaying treetops brighten up, and cast a ray of clear light, falling behind the bronze mirror.
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The copper-yellow mirror instantly glowed with bluish-white light. Xu Maoling made a move with his other hand, and the arrow soaked in the wooden basin flew with chicken blood and was placed in the tiger's mouth of both hands. Two index fingers were bent to clasp the two ends of the arrow.
"The arrows of the army are in my hand, and the tiger general in the tent is under my command!"
Xu Maoling fluttered his beard, and looked at the bronze mirror with eyes like an eagle. In the blue-white moonlight, a house in the courtyard gradually appeared. As he thought, the picture in the mirror continued to advance, just like human eyes.
Searching the courtyard, he soon saw Chen Qingzhi, who had returned from the palace. He was wearing regular clothes and had a sword hanging on his waist. He was talking to the deputy general, and then he opened the door and entered the bedroom alone.
The image in the mirror follows closely behind, as if an invisible person is walking close to me.
Chen Qingzhi didn't notice it at all. He picked up the pen and ink on the table as usual and started practicing calligraphy. Today he had dinner with Yuan Hao in the palace. He drank some wine and fell asleep quickly. After practicing for a while, he put down his calligraphy.
He hung the White Dragon Sword on the bedside, took off his outer robe, went to the bed and fell asleep gradually.
"I can still sleep, but when I wake up tomorrow, I will make you cry."
Looking at the picture in the mirror, Xu Maoling said with a smile. He was not in a hurry and looked at the picture patiently. After Chen Qingzhi fell asleep, he made other moves. He held the arrow in his left hand and drove the picture closer with his free right hand.
The head of the bed, and then slowly stretched out.
Mysteriously, the blue-white moonlight passed through the mirror and reached the bedroom in the mirror.
"Soon you will be mine."
Seeing the spiritual sword getting closer and closer, Xu Maoling's heart surged. He had always wanted to refine a superior magical sword, but unfortunately he had never encountered a spiritual sword embryo. Now he met it, but it was in the hands of a mortal general.
To him, it was a waste of money.
Such a spiritual weapon should naturally be in the hands of the right person.
Only with such thoughts and doing such things will no evil obstacles arise.
However, as soon as his fingertips touched the scabbard of the White Dragon Sword, the sword suddenly started shaking in the scabbard. As a general, Chen Qingzhi was naturally alert. At the slightest sign of trouble, he woke up in an instant. When he opened his eyes, he saw a hand out of thin air.
He was clutching the divine sword on the bedside.
The sudden scene horrified him, and he immediately reacted, stood up, and struck away the strange hand.
Hiss~
Xu Maoling's hand was hit by a punch, which caused him to frown and grit his teeth. The arrow in his left hand was also aimed at Chen Qingzhi, who was half-kneeling on the bed.
"Go!"
A soft shout echoed in the room. Chen Qingzhi, who raised his hand to draw his sword, felt a sudden pain in his shoulder, as if he had been stabbed by something. His raised arm dropped weakly, and then there was pain in his chest, and his whole body seemed to be hit by something invisible.
He collapsed on the bed under the heavy weight, unable to struggle.
He wanted to shout loudly to the soldiers outside, but the words he just uttered only had half a chance to be shouted before they were silenced in his mouth.