Chapter 764 It’s very simple. Rong Zhen just wants to marry me.
In the incense burner under the high platform, the two sticks of incense have been burned out.
The other incense sticks were still burning quietly, but they were dyed by the azure halo of light falling from above their heads.
Like a dozen pillars of incense emitting blue sparks.
The same is true on the entire high platform at this moment.
The blue sword energy dyed everyone's clothes.
Above, a mouthful of [Artisan's Work] hovered over the heads of everyone on the high platform.
It is very close to the lotus inscription on the top of the grotto that Rong Zhen gave to Ouyang Rong.
The blue sword light swayed downwards.
Covered the whole place.
This scene is very similar to the dreamy effect in Ouyang Rong's previous aquarium where the sun shines through the blue water and then shines on the underwater glass passage.
Especially the figure of the girl in palace clothes on the high platform.
Dressed in purple and covered with azure halo, it looks even more like a dream.
Likewise, it also made her smiling and crying face appear bright or dark, hazy and psychedelic.
"Ouyang Lianghan, Ouyang Lianghan, do you think I am stupid?"
The young man in Confucian shirt shook his head.
Rong Zhen stared directly at his face wearing a bronze mask, as if he wanted to see clearly his face at this moment through the mask.
She gritted her teeth and said word by word:
"You know, I hate this masked face very much. I want to crush it every time in my dreams. Take it off, take it off!"
Ouyang Rong still shook his head.
"You opened it and read it. Did you know earlier that my surname is Wei? Are you just pretending?"
Ouyang Rong still shook his head.
Rong Zhen stared at him with dark eyes for a while, then suddenly shouted angrily:
"Why don't you open it and take a look? Aren't you a thief who steals clothes? You, what kind of gentleman are you pretending to be? What kind of gentleman are you pretending to be! You are not a gentleman in vain!!"
With that said, Rong Zhen was about to rush towards Ouyang Rong, as if he wanted to beat him.
"Princess Princess!"
Yi Qianqiu stretched out his hand to stop Rong Zhen.
"Let go!" Rong Zhen struggled angrily.
Yi Qianqiu lowered his head and still stopped him firmly.
Grandma Song seemed to want to stop him, so she returned to the high platform from high altitude and came to Rong Zhen's side. At the same time, she also shortened the distance between her and Ouyang Rong.
After the white-eyed old woman grabbed Rong Zhen's other arm, she glanced at the [arc] above her from the corner of her eye.
Yi Qianqiu looked at Ouyang Rong seriously and asked:
"You are the owner of Die Lianhua, does this tripod sword belong to you? So what happened to the Xingzi Lake Giant Buddha was something you and Prince Xunyang did? You also killed Lin Cheng, Young Master Wei, and Wang Lengran? You put the blame on me.
On Tiannan Jianghu?"
When the old woman with white eyes heard a certain name, her stooped body trembled slightly, and her old face was a little livid.
The muscles on Wei Wu's face also twitched, and he said angrily:
"I see, you were the magistrate of Longcheng County. This sword was originally forged by the Liu family of Longcheng for my Wei family. You conspired to kill the Sixth Young Master and intercepted my Wei family's tripod sword."
When Ouyang Rong heard this, his eyes revealed under the mask were calm. At this moment, the spiritual energy in his dantian was being consumed rapidly.
He held his sleeves with both hands and began to perform kneading with the palms of his sleeves.
In addition to oral formulas, the command of seance also has finger formulas, but the latter is more difficult.
Ouyang Rong looked at Wei Wu and asked strangely:
"Isn't this the Wei family's favorite trick? It doesn't matter whether Wei Shaoxuan or Wei Shaoqi is like this. They are indeed a family, and their methods of harming others are the same.
"Whether it was when I was in Dragon City, pretending to be a mountain bandit to intercept and kill the Su Mansion, or now I'm pretending to be a water thief to sneak attack on Prince Xunyang's Mansion, since I like to commit crimes in the name of suppressing bandits so much, I'll just pay you back."
Wei Wu was furious: "You!"
Duan Quanwu also scolded: "Ouyang Lianghan, you are despicable and shameless. You also slandered others and slandered the palace. Did you conspire to assassinate Mr. Qiu? Now you are deceiving the princess's feelings and deceiving the king. Don't even think about it today."
Let’s go and avenge old and new grudges together.”
Ouyang Rong did not look at him, but looked at the golden halos on Yi Qianqiu, Aunt Song, and Wei Wu.
Yi Qianqiu frowned and asked:
"Ouyang Lianghan, what do you mean by stepping out now? Aren't you afraid of death? You are killing yourself."
Wei Wu said coldly:
"You can't be confident that you can silence us all. Or are you worried about something happening at Prince Xunyang's Mansion and want to get away to save people?"
Aunt Song nodded: "Thanks to the sound of the piano, and I have to thank the princess for keeping someone here, otherwise I wouldn't be able to force you out."
Duan Quanwu said with a gloomy face:
"You are the one holding the sword, your body is the most fragile, and you are not purple. You can only use one sword at most. I advise you to surrender immediately. Otherwise, you will not be able to kill us with one sword, and you will die immediately. It is not too late to surrender now.
"
Ouyang Rong asked strangely:
"Shouldn't you be the one to surrender? Why are you shouting so loudly? Are you competing on your voice?"
"presumptuous!"
Just as Duan Quanwu was scolding him angrily, the fifteen breaths Ouyang Rong silently chanted had arrived.
The palm hidden in his sleeve has also completed the kneading.
The divine command is cast immediately!
However, Ouyang Rong hung up and listened to the angry curses of Duan Quanwu and others for a while. After a while, his face became slightly absent-minded.
The purple energy of merit...has no sign of being deducted!
At this moment, as if she noticed Ouyang Rong's momentary trance, the old woman's white eyes suddenly popped up, and she almost flashed in front of Ouyang Rong.
At the same time, Wei Wu, Yi Qianqiu, Duan Quanwu and others who were talking immediately shut up and stepped forward. Duan Quanwu was the closest, but for some reason, he was a little slower and landed on Wei Wu.
Yi Qianqiu's death.
No one paid attention to this detail. Everyone rushed towards Ouyang Rong. Some wanted to grab his Dantian, some wanted to poke his eyes, and some wanted to strangle his neck. However, Grandma Song was the fastest, with her purple energy cultivation, and she used her withered claws to attack.
The young man wearing a Confucian shirt has his face.
In an instant, the [Craftsman] above his head noticed something, and as if under stress, the azure sword energy surged and fell straight down.
The Buddha's body suddenly burst into golden light, blocking the top of the high platform and covering the fallen [Craftsman's Work]. It was the sword energy of Emperor Wen! [Craftsman's Work] seemed to have entered water, slowing down, but in the next moment, azure blue cauldron fire
Emerge, cover [craftsman's work], just listen to "珰—"
—!" With a sound, a loud bell sound suddenly came from inside the golden Buddha behind. At the same time, the golden light melted quickly like ice and snow, and even turned into the fuel of [Craftsmanship]! The sword speed became faster! [Article]
The power of the Emperor has no effect on it!
[Craftsmanship] The golden light sword energy that split [Emperor Wen] came to the high platform. The trajectory turned from vertical to horizontal. The sword energy swept across the entire place, passing through the space within ten feet of Ouyang Rong, Wei Wu, Yi Qianqiu, and Duan Quanwu.
feel
When they saw the sharp sword energy, they all subconsciously gave up the direct route to Ouyang Rong and tried to twist their bodies in the air, using various and frequent evasion methods. The only exception was Granny Song, who still thrust her claws towards Ouyang Rong's front door.
[Craftsmanship] has the highest speed in the field, and the sword is faster than people. The moment the blue [Arc] comes into contact with the halo on everyone's body, the golden halo originally covering their bodies lights up dazzlingly like an explosion, and it is [Emperor Wen] again
]'s sword energy, [Arc] once again raised cauldron fire, but this time, the burst of golden light no longer blocked [Craftsman's Work], but tightly wrapped everyone's bodies.
Time seemed to have slowed down. Within ten feet, it first passed through the golden body of Nanny Song, then Wei Wu, Yi Qianqiu and others, passing through one by one, just like a string of candied haws, chopped in half in front of everyone.
Everyone.
At the same time, the golden Buddha at the back continuously sounded "Zheng——! Zheng——! Zheng——!" Three inexplicable piano sounds sounded, each sound getting smaller and smaller, as if there was a pair of pianos, following [
The rhythm of "craftsman's work" played a piece of music.
I saw that at the same time as the strange sound of the piano came out from the giant Buddha, the bodies of Song, Yi, Wei and others did not split into two.
The sharpest cauldron sword in the world was like passing through shadows or sound waves, and it was unharmed to them...except for one person.
Duan Quanwu, who was not covered in golden light, was standing at the back of the crowd. At this moment, he was covering his neck with both hands. A line of blood first appeared in his throat, and then the blood surged. A big head slid to the floor along the smooth incision.
Duan Quanwu's body was separated, his body fell to the ground, and his head rolled down several times before stopping on the stairs to the high platform. The eyes on his head were looking up at everyone on the field, with an expression on his face in disbelief, staring at the wounds on his companions.
Golden light, his heart was filled with bone-gnawing regret, what the hell could happen!
Yi Qianqiu and Wei Wu stopped where they were, surprised and happy at the same time. They looked down at the golden light on their bodies, and then looked at Duan Quanwu's corpse. Aunt Song didn't pay attention to this at all.
Ouyang Rong stretched out a claw and pierced his face.
But in the next moment, a golden light burst out from Ouyang Rong's body.
"Zheng——!" The kind-faced golden Buddha once again made a familiar sound of the piano, and Grandma Song's withered claws passed through Ouyang Rong's body as if passing through a shadow.
The blow missed directly.
Ouyang Rong stood there, unscathed.
Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned for a moment.
Ouyang Rong frowned, looked at Nanny Song who had a surprised look on her face, and then looked down at the palm of her hand that made the right seal.
The seance... failed.
Tao Yuanming didn't come.
It's not that the red and black talisman paper failed, the problem seems to be... that Tao Yuanming's authentic work! What he drank while drinking the talisman water was not the original work, and the so-called Tao Yuanming's original work that the Prime Minister's Palace helped him find was a fucking fake!
Ouyang Rong's right eyelid twitched suddenly, and he somewhat understood why his eyelid had been twitching since yesterday. Could it be that there is some metaphysics?
Almost at the same time, cracks appeared in all the Buddhist beads in the hands of Ouyang Rong, Wei Wu, Yi Qianqiu, Duan Quanwu and others.
Everyone lowered their heads to look at the beads in each other's hands, with astonishment on their faces.
Just now, both sides were stalling for time, either deploying their swords, or getting close to their positions, and each came with a "charged blow."
As a result, no one was hurt except one unlucky guy.
Ouyang Rong looked down at the cracked prayer beads in his hand, and then at Nanny Song, who had been reminding him to wear the beads before. At this moment, she looked angry and regretful.
Good guy, can you really avoid death once? Is this considered the blessing of Brother Lin Cheng... Ouyang Rong looked a little weird.
Grandma Song turned her head fiercely and shouted angrily towards the Beifeng Mountain Forest. Her voice resounded through the forest: "Why are the Tianshu Array still protecting him? Yu, how did you preside over the array! Did you hear that? Immediately untie Ouyang Lianghan.
Qualifications for the fake tripod!”
In a pavilion in the distant mountains and forests, an old man who was obsessed with playing the piano stopped and scratched his head: "Huh?"
At this moment, the sound of the piano also stopped. On the high platform, the spiritual energy beams on everyone's bodies disappeared. Wei Wu thought of something and took the lead in shouting:
"When the saint gave the bead, he said it would save him from death! His fake tripod only has one chance to protect him, so kill him immediately! He doesn't have time to draw the sword a second time!"
Ouyang Rong suddenly raised his head and said calmly:
"If you dare to move again, I will blow up the Buddha."
Everyone stopped suddenly, with different looks in their eyes.
Ouyang Rong pointed to the top of his head and signaled to everyone.
Everyone looked up and saw that [Craftsman] had returned to the position of the cloth sword under the lotus inscription, floating quietly... Everyone looked suspicious, and Aunt Song sneered, not taking it seriously: "Boy, be on guard early.
If I take your hand, your sword will not be able to get close to the Donglin Buddha."
Most of the spiritual energy in Ouyang Rong's body was exhausted, and the magic spell failed and he could not clear the whole place. However, he said indifferently: "Maybe you can't get close, but it's just close to the lotus stone carving on the lower dome? Isn't it very close?"
Yi Qianqiu said nervously: "Ouyang Lianghan, what do you mean?"
Ouyang Rong put away the cracked prayer beads calmly and said: "Do you know the burning dragon oil? The Wei family should know it. The Liu family in Longcheng used to use it. I'm sorry, but I saved some for Wang Caozhi to build the giant Buddha.
At that time, some were hidden in the grotto dome and the North Peak cliff.
In the mountain, my cauldron sword does not need to kill you. As long as its cauldron fire touches the burning dragon oil behind the stone, the dome of the grotto and the cliff will collapse together, and the Donglin Buddha will be destroyed. This Buddha formation can protect you, but
Are you sure it can withstand landslides?"
They couldn't help but look at the lotus stone carvings on the dome again. The blue sword light was quietly shining on the inscriptions such as "Prison Ouyang Lianghan" and "Female Shi Rongzhen". The originally dreamy and beautiful scene made everyone feel terrified at this moment.
Rong Zhen suddenly raised his head and his eyes were red: "Ouyang Lianghan, do you want to destroy the inscription? Destroy the Buddha?"
Ouyang Rong's face was calm, and he said a little ruthlessly: "Make way immediately, I want to go back to Xunyang City, you are not allowed to stop me, otherwise I won't want the giant Buddha. Well, the worst is that we will all be buried in the collapse of the Buddha and the landslide."
The expressions of Yi Qianqiu, Wei Wu and others changed, and Aunt Song even screamed: "Ouyang Lianghan, how dare you! You try to blow it up, the worst I can do is take away your tripod sword. I can control Qi, but I can't resist it."
You threaten!”
Ouyang Rong nodded in agreement: "Then you try it and see if others agree. Besides, you don't have a real name, and the tripod sword is like a pearl covered in dust."
"Senior Song, calm down!" Yi Qianqiu and Wei Wu immediately stretched out their hands in a panic, grabbing the angry old woman whose white eyes turned purple.
"Ouyang Lianghan, if you dare to touch it, you will die!" Rong Zhen looked angry and shouted angrily. He pulled out the jade hairpin on his head and rushed towards Ouyang Rong. This time, because Yi Qianqiu and others were pulling Song
Because of grandma, I didn't have time to stop her.
In the eyes of everyone, the petite, lolita-like back of the girl in purple palace clothes rushed forward, her black hair was flying, and the hairpin in her hand was pointed directly at Ouyang Rong's face.
Ouyang Rong lowered his eyes slightly, turned sideways, avoided Rong Zhen's hairpin, put his palm on her back, and pushed her hard. During this period, the girl turned her head and the two of them looked at each other.
The girl in palace clothes was filled with tears and stared into his eyes.
The young man in scholar's shirt tilted his head slightly, and there seemed to be a hint of avoidance deep in his eyes.
She saw it.
The pounce was in vain, and he stumbled and almost fell down. Rong Zhen turned around and tried to step forward again, but was immediately stopped by Yi Qianqiu and others.
Wei Wu raised his head and looked at the tripod sword on the dome, and his attitude suddenly softened: "Ouyang Lianghan, there is no need to hurt both sides. How about this? You put down the tripod sword, and we promise not to hurt you. The conditions that the prince gave you before are still there, and the grudges are still there.
Not a single thing written off
, and the palace will also give you more generous conditions. How about we all pretend not to know what happened today? As long as you join the Palace of Wei, and you are the embryo of a legendary sword holder, the prince will definitely reuse you, and your status will not be lower than before.
Mr. Qiu!"
The man with a Chinese character issued a sincere invitation.
Ouyang Rong smiled.
Nanny Song squinted her eyes and stared at the mysterious and dreamy [Arc] above her head, and said in a low voice: "Yes, you have a tripod sword, and you are a rare orthodox sword holder. As long as you stop, I can recommend you to the saint.
, exempting you from punishment, you will have the same status as Yu in the palace from now on."
Ouyang Rong glanced at the old woman.
Grandma Song looked at the sword, her mouth was dry, and she asked in a low voice: "What is the name of this tripod sword?"
Ouyang Rong asked politely: "Are you worthy?"
Aunt Song couldn't suppress her anger: "You...even if you have escaped now, you can't escape the responsibility for insulting the princess, killing Mr. Wei, killing court officials, and destroying the Xingzifang Buddha. All of these crimes are yours."
And with Prince Xunyang’s Mansion!”
Ouyang Rong's face was calm, with a non-threatening expression:
"Really think that I and Prince Xunyang are in a dead end? Don't try to defraud me of credit. You are not qualified to know my real name, because only a saint is qualified to know it. When I leave and rescue the prince, I will return to the capital together and present the tripod sword and my real name.
To the saint.”
Everyone was stunned: "What do you mean?"
"You pretended to be water thieves to kill the prince, do you really think that after you succeed, the saint will not be suspicious? Then let me tell you, what the saint cares about is not the truth, but the winner. Whoever wins and walks out of Xunyang City, she will protect him
, default credit, this is called winner takes all.
"This is a truth that Wei Jisi knows, but you scoundrels don't know it, and you still think that you are on the winning side? Do you believe it or not, as long as General Wei and I return to Beijing with Prince Xunyang and his family, we will win again."
With the support and intercession of General Qin, as long as you offer a cauldron sword, your contribution will be greater than that of your giant Buddha, and even greater than the Great Zhou Songde Tianshu.
"The saint won't care about the truth. She will only see that the Xunyang Palace is not the loser. She may not punish you who have done a good job in protecting the Buddha, but she will not hurt the Xunyang Palace who presented the [Tripod Sword] with auspiciousness. Instead, she will directly let you
When King Xunyang ascends to the capital, your enemy will no longer be a local vassal king, but another prime minister's palace."
Everyone's expressions were shocked, and no one dared to move. They tried hard to digest his precise words for a long time, and the more they thought about it, the more they sweated.
Grandma Song stared at the calm Ouyang Rong and suddenly asked:
"What about you pretending to be the master of Die Lianhua and irritating the True Immortal Princess? The saint loves the True Immortal Princess the most. If he knew you...heh."
Ouyang Rong was silent for a moment, as if he was being asked. Suddenly, he twitched the corner of his mouth, without looking at Rong Zhen, and said calmly:
"It's very simple. Just ask King Xunyang to ask the saint for a marriage, and let Princess Zhenxian marry me. Isn't it okay? If it's an indecent act, then you'll be responsible. I'm still the sword master. You tell me whether the saint is happy or not."
Everyone was stunned and looked at Rong Zhen.
Rong Zhen's face was red, and his expression was both angry and shocked. He seemed to have never expected that Ouyang Rong would say such things and have such an explanation.
Grandma Song's expression suddenly changed and she was speechless.
Ouyang Rong suddenly said: "Make way immediately, otherwise I will count to three and the Buddha will collapse." He counted without stopping: "Three, two..."
Yi Qianqiu immediately said loudly:
"Stop! Everyone, get out of the way and let him go. Nothing will happen to the Donglin Giant Buddha!"
Ouyang Rong, with a calm face and a calm face, put his hands behind his back and walked towards the audience.
Everyone was staring at his handsome back, a blue [arc] still hanging below the lotus stone carving on the dome.
Rong Zhen suddenly shouted:
"Ouyang Lianghan, I hate you! I hate you!"
She was in tears. Ouyang Rong didn't answer, didn't look back, and left alone.
Everyone waited on the high platform for a while.
Grandma Song raised her head and stared directly at the motionless [Craftsman] above.
They didn't dare to move.
Not long after Ouyang Rong left, a female historian came quickly to report.
It is said that someone did not take a boat, but used the iron chain on the river to cross the river.
At this moment, [Craftsman] moved!
Fearing that it would rush towards the lotus inscription, everyone was shocked. Nanny Song rushed over immediately, stretched out her hand to grab the sword, but caught a bloody one, and screamed "Ah".
Almost cutting off half of the white-eyed old woman's palm, [Takuma] did not rush towards the stone carvings on the dome. With a "swish" sound, it turned into a "rainbow" and disappeared, following the sword master's retreat.
Wei Wu suddenly turned around and shouted: "Here comes someone! Order the South Bank cavalry to chase..."
But at this time, a middle-aged general came to report in a hurry: "Ms. Shi, Commander Yi, just now General Duan arrived at the South Bank Army. He said that he ordered the two of you to have all the soldiers and horses on the South Bank unarmored, feed their horses, and rest in place.
No action is allowed, and then General Duan sent a carriage away, which seemed to be the Governor's carriage... Is this your order?"
Rong Zhen, Yi Qianqiu and others all stared at the violently killed body of Duan Quanwu on the ground next to them.
The middle-aged general also saw it and looked confused: "Huh?"
Yi Qianqiu frowned: "It's a mask disguise. He is very smart. There is a time difference. From the beginning... Duan Quanwu is dead in his eyes."
Everyone had complicated expressions and some were silent.
At this moment, Nanny Song immediately flew to the top of the grotto, stretched out her bloody palm, and pressed it against the stone wall, sending spiritual energy and inspecting the inside.
The next moment, the old woman yelled:
"Little liar! Where did the dragon oil come from!?"
Rong Zhen's little face looked a little dazed, and he looked up at the lotus inscription.
He had no malicious intention to bury the dragon oil in advance.
Aunt Song was angry and wanted Yu Feng to go after her. The girl in palace clothes who had been in a daze suddenly shouted angrily:
"Come back to me, you bunch of losers. Stop chasing me. From now on, no one is allowed to leave the Buddha. The rebels are coming soon! Come back all! Listen to my order!"
Everyone looked back with expressions of displeasure or unwillingness.
Yi Qianqiu glanced at Rong Zhen, whose face was filled with an expression of deadly hatred.
She suddenly thought of a detail: the princess rushed to Ouyang Lianghan twice just now. Was it intentional to let him capture her as a hostage? But Ouyang Lianghan didn't seem to need it, but did Ouyang Lianghan know it at the time? He was
It seems that he pushed the princess away and did not take the opportunity to hold her hostage. Is it because he ignored it or did it deliberately.
However, Yi Qianqiu did not dare to think too much, and immediately stopped her thoughts and pretended that nothing happened. She was the first among the people to turn around and return to the high platform.