Chapter Five Hundred and Ten: Taishang Laojun This is too partial
Kong Qing, who was standing next to the Random Gate, could not help but twitch the corner of his mouth again and again as he listened to Li Shimin and the war madmen from the Tiance Mansion discussing the use of the Random Gate.
no way!
This group of killers had been discussing for a long time, but they didn't come up with any new ideas at all. The only thing they had come up with over and over again was to use this thing to launch a surprise raid on a certain place, and then directly behead someone.
Kong Qing listened to their discussion at the door for only a few minutes. Jieli Khan had already been beheaded more than a dozen times in various new ways, and then Fu Yun of Tuyuhun was beheaded seven or eight times... and was
The person with the fewest beheadings was Tubo’s current Zampu Nangri Songtsen, who only died twice.
wrong!
The one who died the least should be Prince Li Jiancheng. According to the words of a certain demon king who did not want to be named, he had already died once!
Looking at the group of guys in front of him who knew nothing but beheading, Kong Qing instantly felt a sense of superiority.
Compared with this group of shameless embryo-killers, I, who used any door just to save walking time and go to San Niangzi's boudoir without knowing it, was really too innocent. As expected, I had gone through too much.
The Taoist sect influenced by Shang Laojun's "Tao Te Ching" is completely different in moral terms from these killers who came from the battlefield.
"Qingwei..."
It seemed that the discussion was a bit high. Qin King Li Shimin touched the door with his hand enthusiastically and said to Kong Qing excitedly.
"This artifact of yours is really a weapon for military strategists. Can you give it to me?"
The corners of Kong Qing's mouth twitched silently.
OK!
Li Erfeng, you are truly your father's proudest son. The expression on this money-lover's face is the same.
such a pity!
This thing is a lucky draw from Pindao... No! It's a gift from Taishang Laojun, and it's bound to the soul. Pindao will never give it to you.
"Feel sorry!"
Kong Qing shook the whisk in his hand and replied with a smile.
"This thing was personally given to Pindao by Emperor Xuanyuan of Gaoshangdao Jinque. Except for Pindao, no one in the entire human world can use it, not even Qingxia Zhenren, and the entry and exit of people will also consume Pindao's magic power.
Yes, so I can only disappoint you, King Qin."
"Can no one use it except Qingwei yourself?"
A certain demon king jumped out again.
"I don't believe it..."
As he spoke, he grabbed the handle of any door with his hand and planned to close the door. However, he pulled hard and found that it couldn't be pulled at all.
"Hey! This thing is really... I don't believe it!"
As he spoke, he put his feet down, made a horse stance, grabbed the door handle with both hands, and competed with his arms.
"Come here..."
Seeing Cheng Yaojin's movements, Kong Qing couldn't help but feel speechless.
"Your Highness has also seen this thing. Except for ordinary people, even if they want to open or close the door, they can't do it."
As he said that, Kong Qing waved his hand silently, and a gust of wind blew up, rolling up a demon king who was grinning and competing with any door handle, and slapped him against the wall. Then he easily grabbed the door handle and closed the door.
stand up.
"Now, the issues that Your Highness is worried about, such as Shu Bao, Jing De and others, and the Jianghuai army soldiers who do not know the generals, and the generals do not know the soldiers, have been solved, because Your Highness has had enough time to understand each other."
As he spoke, Kong Qing touched the door handle with his hand, closed his eyes and thought for a while.
"As for the information about the snake demon's fighting methods and weaknesses, as the saying goes, seeing it is worse than hearing it. I feel that instead of telling it myself, it is better for you to understand it for yourself."
With that said, Kong Qing opened any door again, and the scene behind the door had changed from a dark wilderness to a snow-white and empty house.
"Your Highness King Qin, please follow Pindao!"
With that said, Kong Qing took the lead, walked into the arbitrary door, and entered the empty house.
The next moment, King Qin Li Shimin followed Kong Qing through any door without hesitation, followed by the two door gods, Cheng Yaojin and Fang Moudu Duan, and even the future Lao Yinbi Zhang Sun Wuji didn't show any hesitation.
He followed without fear.
Seeing the actions of this group of people, Kong Qing silently gave a thumbs up in his heart.
A killer who can fight in a desperate situation and then successfully turn around the Xuanwu Sect, at least has courage.
Whoosh!
Kong Qing waved his hand and closed the door behind him.
"Come, His Highness the King of Qin, let Pindao take you to see the current situation in Changsha County and the body of the dead snake demon. It is also a simple matter for you to get to know your future opponent."
"good!"
When he heard that he wanted to see the corpse of the snake demon, Li Shimin's face not only showed no timidity, but also an expression of excitement.
"Brother Qingwei, please lead the way!"
"Your Highness, please!"
After walking out of this room, King Qin and the killers of Tiance Mansion behind him were shocked again!
In front of them was a city made of clouds, surrounded by houses of the same material. On both sides of the street in front of them stood thick white light poles. The tops of the poles exuded soft white light, illuminating the streets below.
The white cloud road shines like daylight.
Above their heads was a night sky dotted with various stars. The stars were so close that they seemed like they could be picked off with just one hand. Looking from a distance, one could see a streak of white light inlaid in the distance, which looked magical and magnificent.
"Is this a fairyland?"
Fang Xuanling looked at the scenery around him with an excited expression on his face.
"I have always thought that the scenery described in Sandu Fu's words, 'The construction of the 瓘瓘, the clear dust is floating. The skylark squats and straightens its head, and its strong wings are engraved in the blue sky.'" is an exaggeration, but now it seems that it is still a person's insight.
It’s too shallow!”
"This is not Wonderland!"
Kong Qing had a calm look on his face and waved his hand very casually.
"It is just a cloud city made by Xiaodao using the artifact given by Emperor Gaoshangdao Jinque Xuanyuan and collecting clouds of various colors from all over the world. It is far from a fairyland. It can barely be regarded as the artifact of Emperor Gaoshangdao Jinque Xuanyuan.
It’s just a palace on earth.”
"Wow!"
After hearing what Kong Qing said, the gang of murderers in Tiance Mansion were all shocked.
Using the artifact given by Taishang Laojun, he built a city with clouds for Taishang Laojun, and then lived in the sky.
Is this the kind of life Qingwei usually lives?
How is this different from a fairy!
"Brother Qingwei, why do I feel like something is wrong?"
Li Shimin, who had been to Yunzhong City once before, looked around with confusion.
"The last time you held the Quanzhen Sect Grand Ceremony, Gu followed Aye here, but it didn't seem to be what it is now..."
Li Shimin stretched out his hands hard and gestured towards Kong Qing.
"It's not as big as it is now!"
"That's right!"
Kong Qing nodded, smiling humbly.
"It was indeed not as big as it is now when His Highness King Qin and the Saint came. That's because during this period, Pindao made some additions to Yuncheng!"
After hearing Kong Qing's words, Li Shimin was speechless.
Do you call this some supplements?
You have obviously doubled the area of Yuncheng by who knows how many times...
"Oh my God!"
At this moment, I suddenly heard Cheng Yaojin's voice.
"Qingwei, what did you just say? Did you also make this Cloud City with the divine weapon given to you by the Supreme Lord?"
"good!"
Kong Qing bowed his hands to the sky with a pious look on his face and said respectfully.
"It is indeed a gift from Emperor Xuanyuan of Gaoshangdao Jinque!"
"This... this... this is too eccentric for me!"
Cheng Yaojin looked at Kong Qing and then at Qin King Li Shimin who was standing aside.
"Qingwei, you are given a divine weapon on the left and a divine weapon on the right, and you can also live in the sky, but our Highness the King of Qin is also a descendant of Laojun. As a result, His Highness met Laojun, and Laojun was stingy.
I was given two cups..."
Before Cheng Yaojin could finish what he said, he heard Fang Xuanling add something leisurely on the side.
"Those two cups were finally snatched away by the saint!"
After hearing what Cheng Yaojin and Fang Xuanling said, King Qin Li Shimin's face instantly turned a little dark.
Can these two guys talk? Do they understand the truth behind His Holiness’ taboo!
Are the two cups of mine snatched by Aye? It's obvious that he has filial piety and took the initiative to give them to Aye... Besides, did Laojun just give him the cup? He obviously took the jade liquid inside with him.
Given together with the wine.
It must be emphasized here...
The jade liquid and fine nectar was what Laojun gave me, and the cup was just incidental, understand? That was incidental!
But after all, compared with himself, the descendant of Laojun, Qingwei, the relegated immortal, is more like Laojun's biological son. Not only were the artifacts given to him one by one, but he and Fang Xuanling were also able to stay in the Qing capital.
Seeing Laojun is all thanks to Qingwei's blessing.
no!
I can't think like this. If I think about it like this, Qingwei's seniority is too high!
"Okay, His Highness King Qin..."
Kong Qing, who was on the side, looked at Li Shimin and seemed to have something wrong with his expression, so he quickly changed the subject.
"The corpses of those snake demons are in the warehouse in front. Your Highness, please follow Pindao."
…
As the night fell, a scribe in green clothes held a small package in his hand and walked in Pingkangfang with a gentle look on his face. From time to time he would nod and salute to people he knew with a smile.
A gust of wind blew by, and there was a faint sound of silk and bamboo.
The scribe in Tsing Yi came to his door, took out the key and opened the door, then bowed and walked in. His eyes just glanced around the inside of the house, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.
The next moment, he took a step back without hesitation, as if planning to leave.
Whoosh!
A cold light flashed, and a short sword with a green light appeared under his neck. The cold sword energy stung his skin.
Then, a voice that was very familiar to him came from the side of the Qingyi scribe.
"Xue Deyin, where do you want to go?"
When the voice reached his ears, the scholar in green clothes felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his retreating figure immediately stopped. He turned his head in disbelief and looked at the corner next to the door.
"Jing Jing'er, how did you come back to life?"
"It's not really alive! But it's not dead after all..."
Jing Jing'er, dressed in red, appeared from the corner next to the door and looked at the scribe in green with a stern face.
"Xue Deyin, I remember that before I died, I asked you to take care of my sister, right?"
Following Jing Jing'er's voice, the short blade hanging under the Tsing Yi scribe's neck gradually floated up. Before the blade even came close to his skin, a bloodstain appeared under the sword.
"Then you tell XX where the sister of XX family went?"