Chapter 2076 You are obedient, my methods are too powerful
As for Cole, the uncle of the Tubo ruler who was least willing to return to Tubo to die, and preferred to stay in the Tang Kingdom and spend his old age peacefully.
I saw the master Jiacuo practicing frequently, while Cheng Sanlang was thinking about the problem with a pair of cards, and he couldn't help but feel anxious.
"Your Highness King Wu, I think that Master Cheng should not just let Master Jiacuo do what he did."
"Master Jiacuo is the Bon master with the highest level of cultivation in the Tubo Kingdom."
Li Ke looked at this man with his butt tilted up and squeezing in with him. Well... he should be talking about Tubo who was siding with the Tang Dynasty.
He smiled meaningfully and said, "Don't be nervous. Cheng Changshi has his own reasons for doing this."
After hearing this, Lunkeer couldn't help but murmured in a low voice.
"If my nephew hadn't abolished the position of Youben, Master Jiacuo would definitely be sitting in that position..."
Ren Yaxiang naturally also understood the situation of this great scholar in Tubo from previous communication, and was not surprised that his butt was tilted to the side of the Tang Dynasty.
"Don't worry, Master Jiacuo will lose 100%. As for how ugly the defeat will be, it depends on Cheng Changshi's mood at the time."
"Really?" Lunkel asked in a low voice, still somewhat skeptical.
Li Ke immediately became happy and couldn't help but complain.
"In this world, I have never seen anyone who can compete with me, Brother Chu Bi, on his own. So far, I have never seen him."
Of course, there are quite a few elders who rely on their status to deal with Brother Chu Bi and have no moral ethics. They include but are not limited to his father Li Shimin, his grandfather Li Yuan, etc...
But when it comes to comparing various skills in a face-to-face gong, Brother Chu Bi is really the one who can take the top spot.
Li Ke knew very well that what Brother Chu Bi relied on was definitely not some magic or magic, but the hot weapons he had tinkered with.
Not to mention Master Jiacuo, even if all the Bon masters from all over the world come here to perform a lap dance.
It must be blown up, unless this afternoon, or the good baby in Brother Chu Bi's arms gets wet.
"Your Highness, do you want to go down and remind Cheng Changshi that these Bon believers are quite prominent. If they are really killed, I'm afraid..."
After hearing what Ren Yaxiang said, a picture instantly appeared in Li Ke's mind.
A group of Bon masters were dancing proudly, and the impatient Cheng Sanlang threw out the good treasure that lit the fuse.
The Bon believers who tried to plan with Cheng Sanlang on how to eliminate demons and protect the Tao were directly sent into reincarnation by Brother Chu Bi's Yi Tian Lei, and there was a bloody scene of broken limbs and broken arms flying all over the sky.
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Li Ke couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. After all, these religious people had trouble dealing with the Tubo ruler.
Moreover, he was very loved and respected by the people of Tubo. It would not be beautiful if he were killed.
This master, Master Jiacuo, who once served as Tubo's national teacher, would have a greater impact if he were alive than if he were dead.
Thinking of this, Li Ke quickly called Deng Chengxin who was studying what kind of card game the third son was playing.
There was a small whisper in his ear, and Deng Cheng quickly hurried over knowingly.
After hearing the instructions brought by Deng Chengxin, Cheng Chubi nodded slightly, indicating that he knew what he was doing.
Li Ke and others finally calmed down and quietly enjoyed this seemingly boring competition.
After Master Jiacuo finished arranging the magical instruments, he saw Cheng Sanlang still sitting on the pony, and the card-type magical instruments were no longer at his mercy.
His expression was full of novelty, without any fear at all. He even saw himself sizing him up and actually showed him a loving smile like an elder.
It makes Master Jiacuo feel very nervous. This boy is so relaxed and at ease. Could it be that he has some other trump cards that he can use?
With this thought in his mind, Master Jiacuo kept talking and finally arranged the several magical instruments that had been blessed by fire offerings carefully prepared by himself and his twelve disciples.
Then, in order to prevent any flaws in the sealing formation, Master Jiacuo led his twelve disciples to circle around the formation and complete Zhuxiang's efforts.
Then he wiped away his sweat and showed a relieved smile.
"Cheng Xianchang, my master has completed the formation. Next, you can try your magic..."
"Are you sure?" Cheng Chubi looked at the rough old men who were sweating profusely and panting, and couldn't help but feel a little pity for them.
After all, it is really rare to engage in feudal superstitious activities and tire yourself out like this.
"Of course I am sure." Master Jiacuo smiled with great confidence and raised his hand towards Cheng Sanlang to indicate that the other party could do whatever he wanted.
"Can you please stay a little further away?" Cheng Chubi thought for a moment, then reached out and touched his waist, and finally took a long time to pick.
I picked out a square bamboo firecracker, which was the slimmest in comparison. However, these treasures were different from grenades because they did not use black powder, but Cheng Sanlang's secret version of nitrate explosive.
Hmm... He has personally tested this thing, and it is much more powerful than black powder grenades.
Anyway, Cheng Sanlang feels that this thing is definitely the kind that adds eleven to chase twelve.
Hearing this, the astonished Master Jiacuo looked at Cheng Sanlang, who was already surrounded by magic weapons, and immediately became happy.
"Why, could it be that Cheng Xianchang thinks he can still hurt me?"
"Be obedient. My methods are too powerful. If you stand at such a distance, you will not only die, but at least you will be disabled."
"Mr. Cheng feels that it is not easy for you to practice, so I give you a final warning to stay at least three feet away."
Cheng Chubi's expression looked very serious, and he had already taken the slender square bamboo firecracker in his hand to play with.
Hearing Cheng Sanlang speak so carefully, the young and energetic disciple was unhappy and wanted to speak.
On the other hand, Master Jiacuo narrowed his eyes and signaled his disciples to continue to retreat.
"Since you, Cheng Xianchang, are so sure, let's step aside first so that we can have a look at Cheng Xianchang's magic."
After they all retreated, the place where Cheng Sanlang was standing was about three feet away from the fire offering pile.
At this moment, the flames of the fire offering pile are still lingering, and there are still green smoke and flames rising and rolling.
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Master Jiacuo and the twelve disciples all focused their attention on Cheng Sanlang and the non-melon-eating people who were surrounding him twenty feet away.
As well as the Tubo soldiers and civilians standing on the Iron Bridge City, as well as the two thousand cavalry, everyone held their breath at this moment.
He clenched his fists nervously and stared fixedly at the helmeted Cheng Sanlang who was weighing a stick in his hand.
That is, the Tang demon who used sorcery to defeat Tibet's 20,000-strong army.