The national teacher's pupils suddenly condensed, and there was a little more solemn and sharp in his words: "How did you know?"
"I, I don't know anything! This is what the mysterious old man asked me to tell you! He said, as long as you tell you this, you will be at ease to find him." What did the burly young man pretend to behave?
I didn't know that I spoke in a low voice, and I was extremely afraid and panicked.
The national master took a deep breath and said slowly: "Where is he now?"
"Just in the imperial city, I will take you to the national teacher here." The burly young man led the national teacher to a remote courtyard.
The national master looked around and could not see anyone. There was only a scroll of books with ink traces on the table, as if they had just written them.
"This is what the old man just wrote." The burly young man said, picking up the book and saying in confusion: "Biography of Zhao Yuhuai? Who is this Zhao Yuhuai?"
The moment he heard this, the national master's face suddenly changed, and he could no longer remain calm, and he sternly said like crazy: "Give it to me!! You, get out of here, now!!"
The burly young man was obviously frightened by the madness of the national teacher. He repeatedly promised and trotted away from the courtyard and pulled up the door.
The national master looked at the book and his voice was trembling and said tremblingly: "How is it possible? How could he know? How could he know it!"
Zhao Yuhuai is his real name, and it is also a name he has abandoned for many years and forced himself to forget.
"It must be a coincidence." The national teacher opened the book tremblingly, and the rich smell of ink came towards him.
Characters fell in his eyes: Zhao Yuhuai was from Zhangwang Village, Zhao County. He was lonely and his parents died early, and he raised his brother. In the 31st year of this dynasty, Zhao Yuhuai failed the exam, and his brother passed the Jinshi exam.
On a dark and windy night, Zhao Yuhuai killed his brother and seized the throne.
Bang!!
The national master smashed the book heavily on the ground, gasping for breath, disheveled his hair, and looked crazy.
How could it be, how could it be!!
How could anyone know this past event besides myself? How could someone know?
"He, he knows something? What else does he know?" The national master could no longer maintain that calm attitude, and picked up the book tremblingly!
After reading the books, my life was recorded in this book extremely clearly.
From studying martial arts in the Taoist sect, then murdering the division commander, blaming the former competitor, and then asking a killer to assassinate his first wife, just to be with the princess and climbing the big tree of the royal family!
Everything is recorded in this book.
Even his mood when he was murdering in the world, his nervousness when he was burying his corpse in the deep mountains was clearly described.
The national master's hand holding the book was trembling violently, his lips were white, sweat dripped like raindrops, and his face was bloodless!
All my secrets and what I did in secret appeared in this book, clearly and incredibly detailed.
The national master gasped heavily, and every breath seemed to be unable to breathe.
At this time, his eyes fell on the end of the book, which was about the past three months.
The national teacher opened his eyes tremblingly, and it was on the ninth day of the second month that he and His Majesty met the great master!!
Planning, layout, and even the origin of cultivation, as well as the mood at that time, are all explained on the last page!!
"How is it? Have you finished watching it?" The indifferent words rang out. The national master turned around like an electric shock and roared: "Who, who? Get out of here!"
Deep in the courtyard, an old Taoist priest in black robe walked out slowly, looking extremely calm and leisurely.
"Wu, Wuji old man?" The national master's face turned pale and he said tremblingly: "Impossible, absolutely impossible! How could you still be alive? I watched you die with my own eyes, I watched you with my own eyes
The corpse loses its temperature. Even, you."
"Even my death is closely related to you, right?" Chen Xiu smiled: "But I still survived. Moreover, now I am no longer the third-grade old antique."
During this time, he waved his hand gently and said indifferently: "Thunder, listen to my edict!!"
In an instant, the wind and clouds changed color, and endless lightning appeared in the sea of clouds, flashing in the sky, shocking the earth!
"Is the heaven and earth, this is the power that only the first grade can have! You, have you broken through the first grade?" The national master's voice was trembling.
"Yes, I not only broke through the first grade, but also knew the past and the future. How about it, are I satisfied with the book I wrote for you? If I am satisfied, I can write more. I am the one who has your things.
Everyone knows it." Chen Xiuqi smiled and said, the power of the soul silently affects the national teacher's mind and soul.
"No, no!!"
The national master staggered out of the far gate and ran towards the depths of the imperial court as if flying.
Chen Xiu's eyes were extremely calm, and a trace of the seed of the soul remained in the heart of the national master.
He did this deliberately, in order to completely disrupt the state of mind of the national teacher and put him in a state of madness.
Bang!
The door of the Imperial Study Room was knocked open.
The national master stumbled into it and roared, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty!!"
The emperor's eyes frowned slightly, he looked at the national master with disheveled hair, and said coldly: "National Master, what's wrong with you?"
"I, I want to meet the great master! I want to meet the great master. I know who is the one who affects our destiny!!" The national master spoke gasped.
Yeah?
The low and calm words sounded, and the monk in gray came closer to him, and still seemed to be quiet.
The national master seemed to have found a life-saving straw and said in a hurry: "Master, I have seen that one. I have seen that one, it must be him! It must be him."
The words came to an abrupt end.
The national teacher's pupils turned white, as if he had lost his mind.
He spoke in great sluggishly: "Master, I'm very curious, monk, who is your will, why do you interfere with this world? Forget about interfering with this world, why do you want to seal my 'he-me'!
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The monk in gray narrowed his eyes slightly and was about to speak.
The national teacher's eyes returned to normal.
He said with some difficulty: "This, what happened? How could I do?"
Today, Zi was puzzled and arrogant: "Great Master, is this?"
The monk in gray smiled and said, "Old Wuji, I have died long ago. My soul has returned to heaven, how could it still exist in the human world? This person is just a god from heaven who has a connection with Taoism. With the help of Wuji
The old man's corpse was just moving. His purpose was nothing more than the 'he-me' that was completely sealed by us."
"That great master, are we going to lift the seal?" the emperor asked in panic.
The gods outside the sky are in trouble.
"No. Don't forget, I also woke up from the Pure Land." The gray-clothed monk froze and said in a lost voice: "How did he do it? I actually deduced it to my deity?"