Chapter 1403 Thoughts of the heir! Reunion after a short farewell!
"Where is the shadow?"
In the empty Dazheng Palace, Nurhaci spoke up again.
"Greetings to the Great Khan."
In the shadows near the entrance of the temple, darkness distorted a trace, and then a figure emerged, which was the shadow god.
Nurhaci looked at him and asked: "What is the status of the gods in shamanism?"
"Reporting to the Great Khan, they are all very honest. However, the Tianxu God you asked to pay attention to has been out and has not returned. I am afraid he has fled Shengjing..."
The Shadow God paused, and seeing that Nurhachi had no other instructions, he continued, "In addition, some gods took the opportunity to join the Tantric Cult and turned into incense Arhats, Shinto Bodhisattvas..."
When Nurhachi heard this, he thought of the hypocritical face of Living Buddha Banji, and a hint of sinisterness flashed in his eyes, and he ordered: "You continue to keep an eye on this matter, and if there are other situations, report it quickly."
"Yes, Khan."
The Shadow God retired.
"If it weren't for the secret sect, this time... alas!"
Nurhachi had a stern look on his face. He had finally made a mistake. Unexpectedly, Yueba Mo Buddha from the Tantric Sect, who was rumored to be just an incarnation of Amitabha, actually blocked Zhu Zi, the pilgrim!
Simply incredible!
Otherwise, shamanism and esotericism should have been completely eliminated this time!
Fortunately, he spent a huge amount of dragon energy to seal off the Great Qingtian Road to prevent gods and Buddhas from descending, but it was in vain.
He was even taken advantage of by the shackles transformed by the three gods, binding the body of the True Dragon of the Imperial Way!
However, it's too late to say anything now.
He could only carve out enough benefits to give to Zhu Zi and the Tantric Cult. At the same time, he arranged for people to send orders to the front line and order Daishan and Huang Taiji to return to Shengjing.
After doing this, he leaned back on the chair slightly tiredly.
"Time is also luck and destiny!"
Nurhaci raised his head and glanced at the Imperial True Dragon in the sky above his head, the triple shackles
As if it was rooted in flesh and blood, not only did it not dissipate due to the defeat and surrender of shamanism, but it was even more deeply integrated!
If you want to pull it out, you also need the support of massive imperial dragon energy.
And this also means that the Qing Dynasty’s conquest cannot be delayed!
"Not only that, we also need to hurry up on the matter of the heir!"
There was a little complexity in Nurhaci's voice.
For any force, especially a rebellion, having a stable heir will undoubtedly make the people below feel at ease, and also enable someone to carry on the subsequent business.
There is a hunch in the dark that he may not be able to persist until that day!
"Dai Shan... is not yet ready, I'm afraid it still needs some testing."
Nurhaci sighed softly.
at the same time.
A castle built of clouds appeared in the sky, shrouded in moonlight.
Like a moon palace.
A jade hand grabbed Yang Fan's ear and almost lifted him up: "I asked you to be more honest and calm, but it's a good thing that you actually ran into Shengjing City!"
Chen Yuan's pretty face had a hint of anger.
Yang Fan pretended to be in severe pain, but he retreated steadily under Chen Yuan's gaze. Finally, he laughed and said, "I didn't want to come here to find out the reality of the Qing Dynasty!"
"False or not?"
Chen Yuan rolled her eyes at Yang Fan and said, "The Ming Emperor holds the power of heaven and is almost invincible within the sun, moon and sky. If he were not sitting in the divine capital, responsible for the cause and effect of all living beings, and bound by the Dragon Fighting Bureau, how could he be so great?"
What chance does it have?"
"Almost invincible?"
Yang Fan was slightly surprised when he heard these four words.
Chen Yuan was silent and nodded slowly: "If Mr. Yangming still holds the holy throne, we can still stalemate with him. Unfortunately, the saint has passed away and we don't know when the next saint will be born..."
"hey-hey."
Yang Fan straightened his back and said, "Maybe I am the one!"
Chen Yuan was amused by his words, rolled her eyes at him, and said, "Just you? You are still a saint in this world!"
"Why can't I become a saint?"
Yang Fan was not convinced, but he finally remembered the blank holy power on the Milky Way, and with a thought, he called it out, "What do you think this is?"
"Huh?"
In an instant, the entire hall was illuminated by a bright light.
Not only Chen Yuan, but also Yang Fan himself was stunned.
Due to the slow progress of his literary skills, he has only developed a "teaching" magical power, and has yet to step into the third realm to become a semi-saint, so this blank holy power has been placed in the galaxy by him. ??
Unexpectedly, when I thought about it this time, this blank holy power had undergone such a big change.
Not only is it radiant on the surface, but there is an extremely clumsy word "holy" on the originally blank holy power. It looks like it was written by an ancient sage with great momentum!
The strands of literary fortune gathered on this holy power, like a boundless splendid chapter!
"Holy power? However, it seems to be just a mark!"
Finally, Chen Yuan's voice broke the silence for a moment. She frowned and looked at Yang Fan doubtfully, "This...could it be that Mr. Yangming passed it on to you?"
She naturally knew that Yang Fan had become a disciple of Wang Yun by chance.
However, even if it is just a mark, the holder will be favored by Wen Dao, and his cultivation of Wen Dao will surely make rapid progress.
To some extent, this means an open door
!
After all, the so-called certification of the scholars of literature and Taoism itself means using one's own principles to gain recognition from the long river of literature and Taoism, thereby forming a holy seal exclusive to oneself!
The Holy Seal is actually equivalent to a small form of Holy Power.
"Just a mark?"
Yang Fan did not answer, but was stunned.
He thought that what he got was the real holy power!
"Even if the true holy power is given to you, do you think you can bear it?"
Chen Yuan smiled helplessly and said, "That is the crystallization of the wisdom of many generations, the hope of countless sages, and the delusion that it can really crush people to death!"
After a pause, she sighed again, "It's not that easy to be a saint."
The hall became quiet for a while.
Yang Fan seemed to be able to hear the sigh in Chen Yuan's words and did not interrupt.
After a while, he changed the subject and said deliberately: "By the way, Yuan'er, I haven't changed for a while. Do you think I have changed at all?"
"Variety?"
Chen Yuan was startled, looked from top to bottom, then spat lightly, her pretty face blushed, and she couldn't help but become flirtatious, "I've been thinking about some inappropriate things all day long!"
"..."
Yang Fan was choked up when he heard this.
He wanted to show off his bones and skin, but he didn't know that Chen Yuan said this, and then he looked at the beauty's charming appearance, as bright as a peony.
Where is the domineering appearance of using the moon wheel to purify the world!
Yang Fan's heart started beating wildly and he swallowed.
"What imperial power and holy power can't compare to the smile of a beautiful lady..."
Exactly, a little separation is better than a new marriage.