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Chapter four hundred and seventy-third

Li Xiuyuan walked alone to the pontoon where the thousand-year-old crocodile demon's body was transformed. He actually took a certain risk.

If the Yangtze River King was harboring evil intentions, and his body moved and he was swept into the river, swallowing him up in one bite, his life on earth might have ended prematurely.

But such concerns were necessary in the past.

But now that Li Xiuyuan has obtained divine power, he can cast some spells and Taoist techniques, and now he no longer relies solely on the Immortal Sword.

"I've taken the book of life and death, and I'll give you two pieces of emperor's ooze." Li Xiuyuan didn't hesitate and reached out to take the book of life and death. Then he handed over the two pieces of emperor's ooze.

After the King of Yangtze River took the emperor's liquid, he bowed respectfully: "I am willing to work hard for the saint from now on."

Li Xiuyuan said: "There is no need to be so polite, you should also know that a large part of the reason why you lost the priesthood of Yangzijiang King is because of me. Your surrender to me today is not sincere, but a decision made under desperation.

Otherwise, you would have come to my aid in the fierce battle in Jinling City that day.

, rather than waiting until now.”

The Yangtze River is only a few dozen miles away from Jinling City. For such a thousand-year-old monster, it is only a few steps away.

He did not participate in the battle at such a close distance. He neither helped Dongyue Divine Lord nor himself. It was obvious that he did not want to get involved in such a dispute and wanted to be a leisurely and carefree king of the rivers.

It's just the general trend of the world, how can he be allowed to occupy a river and enjoy happiness?

There was a hint of embarrassment on the young face of King Yangtze River: "The little demon is indeed forced to do so, but he definitely has no intention of being an enemy of the saint."

Li Xiuyuan nodded and said: "I know this. The Eight Kings under my command visited you. Although you rejected his kindness, you did not harm him maliciously. It's just that the world is like this. You hold the book of life and death and occupy the Yangtze River.

, it’s another thousand-year-old demon, whether it’s Dongyue or me,

We will not allow such a being to have the ability to influence the general trend of the world."

"But I didn't kill you deliberately, because I didn't have a reason to kill you. I also heard the ghosts and gods under my command mention the fact that you were struck by Thunder Lord. It's just that Thunder Lord's attack on the monster hurt you but didn't kill you. This is enough.

Prove that your sins do not lead to death, which is why I am willing to be alone today

The reason for meeting you."

The King of Yangtze River said with emotion: "All ghosts and gods know that the saints in the world believe in a principle, which is to kill ghosts and monsters. Now it seems that it is true."

Li Xiuyuan said: "The words of ghosts and gods are not entirely correct, and I do not always use reason to kill ghosts and gods. If there are ghosts and gods that block my path to enlightenment and refuse to give way, I will be ruthless and kill them. I

Although he is reasonable, he is by no means a pedantic person."

"If there are really ghosts and gods who don't want to get involved in this dispute, then they should go far away into the mountains and rivers and cut off all causes and effects in the world. Otherwise, how can I tolerate it if they want to enjoy incense and kung fu in the world and also want to be domineering?

"

"That makes sense." King Yangzijiang nodded in praise, expressing great understanding.

Li Xiuyuan said: "That's enough gossip. I have to be on my way today, so I won't chat with you for a long time. You can also go with the army."

After saying that, he got on his horse and led his army toward Yangzhou City on the pontoon formed by the body of the Yangtze River King.

At the same time, in a mountain hundreds of miles away from Yangzhou City.

This is where Li Liangjin, king of the Nine Mountains, garrisoned.

Since the defeat of Jinling City, he has not sent troops to attack the city for almost a month, but has been constantly contacting the four leaders under his command.

Chen Gongzi, Shi Hu, Hua Gu, Wang Ze.

However, no matter how hard I contacted Li Liangjin, I couldn't find these four leaders. They seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, and at the same time, their respective armies also disappeared.

It was said that the army was dispersed in various places after being defeated, and some people heard that tens of thousands of people had been recruited and surrendered by Li Xiuyuan.

Some people even found out that the remaining army was coerced by the four chiefs and left Yangzhou.

In short, there is no good news.

But today.

The Nanshan Weng transformed by Hu Hei was a military advisor. He felt something in his heart today. He suddenly walked out of the military tent and looked to the west. A sense of crisis and uneasiness shrouded his heart and he could not get rid of it.

He is a thousand-year-old fox spirit who could have become a fox spirit. He himself has learned some spells to pray for blessings and avoid disasters. This feeling makes Hu Hei very clear.

Disaster is coming.

"Since the defeat of Jinling City, Li Liangjin's luck has been exhausted in an instant. Too many people were killed and injured in that battle. Even the fate of a prince cannot bear such a big consequences. After the loss of Fuze,

Life is the end of one’s life, so since ancient times it has been said that evil deeds will shorten one’s life span.”

Hu Hei looked into the distance and sighed in his heart: "God didn't even give me the time of seventy-seven forty-nine. Today's disaster has happened, and Li Liangjin is doomed."

He looked back at the flag of the Nine Mountain Kings standing on the top of the mountain, and couldn't help but sneer: "It's true that you have the destiny to be a prince, but you never dreamed that I did not accept the prince of Jinling City, but accepted a prince.

Grass-headed King, in this way, the destiny can be regarded as complete, the blessings are gone, and the luck is gone.

It’s gone, and the destiny has been fulfilled. If you are so unlucky, your life is exhausted, how long can you wait?”

Thinking of the tragic death of his own family, young and old, and his children, he felt a bit of revengeful joy in his heart.

Just waiting for the head of the Nine Mountain King to be picked off and the court's conviction, Li Liangjin will be exterminated.

This is the fate of rebels.

His entire clan was wiped out, and Li Liangjin's entire clan was also wiped out. If he was just trying to kill him, why would he need to go to war and make every possible plan to force Li Liangjin to rebel step by step?

However, he could feel that he was also doomed.

"It doesn't matter. The day I chose revenge, my fate was already determined, but I still feel a little unwilling in my heart. Then Hu Han will be very happy to know that I died in response to the disaster."

Hu Hei looked at the sky with a calm expression. He had seen through life and death and calmly accepted his outcome.

Thinking of this, he suddenly transformed into a black fox that was bigger than a wild dog. Then he scurried into the nearby trees without looking back, and soon disappeared into the camp.

Inside.

From today on, Nanshan Wengjiang will never appear here again, because his plan has been completed. Although Li Liangjin is still alive, he needs to avoid this catastrophe as much as possible. When the news of Li Liangjin being executed by the Nine Clan comes,

Only then did he rest in peace.

Li Liangjin, who was in the commander's tent at the moment, had no idea that his military advisor had suddenly turned into a fox and left.

He still doesn't understand why the four leaders under his command all betrayed him, and hundreds of thousands of troops fell apart in one day?

He also didn’t understand why his power, which was so powerful and sweeping the world, came to an abrupt halt when he encountered Jinling City with only tens of thousands of defenders. In the end, he could only retreat into the mountains, not even daring to stay in the city where he was hiding.

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I can't understand.

Li Liangjin didn't think about it. He felt that it would be good for him to be a grass-headed king. He had tens of thousands of soldiers and horses under his command. There were also countless fine wines in various parts of Yangzhou, and beauties were plundered for his own enjoyment.

And it was much more enjoyable than when I was in Jinling City before.

But today, except when the Nanshan Weng transformed by Hu Hei left, a Taoist priest went up the mountain alone to pay homage to the Nine Mountain King Li Liangjin.

"Your Majesty, there is a Taoist at the foot of the mountain who claims to be a single Taoist who wants to pay homage to your Majesty. He says that he and your Majesty have an old relationship." A soldier came to report.

Li Liangjin was sitting in the handsome tent, with five or six beauties plundered from all over Yangzhou kneeling on his left and right. He was drinking and listening to music, which made him feel very happy.

At this moment, when he heard the pawn's report, his expression immediately changed: "Shan Daoist? I remember him. He used to be a retainer in my house. My father trusted him when he was alive. This Taoist Shan is a capable master.

, go and invite him in."

"Yes, Your Majesty." The pawn responded and left.

"Old acquaintance, I miss you very much." Li Liangjin looked at the memory.

He recalled the spell that the single Taoist cast when his father held a birthday banquet. It was so miraculous that he moved the jade tower in the sky and invited the fairies in the bright moon to dance and play music. For this reason, he immediately wrote down

A poem.

How is that poem pronounced?

Li Liangjin suddenly had a whim and asked someone to get pen and ink to write down the poem that he was quite proud of. However, when he was about to dye the ink and prepare to write, he stopped suddenly.

How are the characters written?

Should I write horizontally first or first?

Li Liangjin wanted to write, but he couldn't write a word.

"Damn it." He was in a bad mood and suddenly became furious and kicked the table over.

"That damn Wenquxing took away my literary talents and my pen and ink, so that I can't even write a word now. Don't let me catch you in the end, otherwise I will chop off your head."

When the maid next to her saw Li Liangjin suddenly became furious again, she couldn't help but hurriedly lie down on the ground and tremble, for fear of being implicated.

"Young Master, why do you have to be so angry? You must know that anger is harmful to your body. You are the only heir of the old Marquis." A voice sounded, and a Taoist man walked in from outside with a whisk in his hand and a vigorous pace.

This Taoist is none other than Taoist Shan.

Seeing this, Li Liangjin calmed down the anger in his heart slightly: "Taoist Master Shan and the Hou Mansion are no longer here. I wonder why the Taoist Master is still looking for me? Are you here to seek refuge with me? If so, then I don't have to do it for a little reason.

Getting angry over trivial things."

Shan Taoist sighed and said: "Pindao has received favor from the old Marquis and was a guest in the house, so today Pindao came here to tie up this karma."

"Oh, what does Taoist Master mean by this? Forgive me for being stupid, but I am not very Qin Chu." Li Liangjin said.

Shan Taoist said: "Don't you know that the little marquis is about to die? Just today, there is a calamity coming from the west, and it stops here. As soon as the poor man entered the tent, he saw the young marquis kicking the case.

, overturned the wine glass, tea cup, wine glass, and porcelain bowl, all of which fell upside down to the ground. The poor Taoist's heart moved and he raised a hanging

, this is the picture of destruction, and if you look at it with the technique of looking at the Qi, you can see that the noble Qi on the top of the young prince's head is no longer there, the light of the prince has disappeared, and there is a black Qi covering it."

"That's why Pindao came here specifically to give the little Marquis a chance of survival. If the young Marquis believes in Pindao, even though he won't be rich and powerful in the rest of his life, he will still be able to save his life and have enough food and clothing."

"Bold." When Li Liangjin heard this, he opened his eyes angrily, "Shan Taoist, are you cursing me to death? I have more than 30,000 soldiers and horses, and more than 5,000 iron hoofs under my command. I proclaimed myself the King of Nine Mountains, and commanded more than 20 large and small cities.

Even though you suffered a small defeat, the power of the tiger is still there. How can the mediocre court have the ability to send troops and horses?

Surround me?"

"The imperial court has no soldiers, but the saints have strong armies. The disaster was initiated by the saints. Young Lord, you'd better listen to the poor man's advice." Taoist Shan said sincerely, not angry because of his attitude.

He is a Taoist who cultivates his mind first, so naturally he will not get angry easily.

"Shut up, you are not a saint. He is just a martial arts scholar. What qualifications does Li Xiuyuan have to be called a saint? It doesn't matter if he doesn't come. If he comes, I will definitely kill him. This guy can beat me."

The battle was just because I was caught off guard. What if I opened my battle array?

How could we possibly lose to Li Xiuyuan?"

It's okay not to mention Li Xiuyuan, but when I mention Li Liangjin, I feel angry.

Shan Taoist shook his head and said: "Little Marquis, there are some things that you don't understand yet, and Pindao can't explain them. It's just that Pindao came here today to achieve karma. No matter whether the little Marquis listens or not, Pindao will point out the things for the little Marquis.

There is only one way to survive. If the young prince wants to survive this calamity, he should abandon the mountains and cut down trees and build ships.

Going down the river, going out to the sea and landing on the island, there is a saying that wood, plum, and metal are in conflict with each other. They live in water and live in soil. There is gold hidden in this mountain. If the young prince stays here, his head will be in a different place. "

Li Liangjin said with a ferocious look on his face: "Shan Taoist, I treated you with false courtesy because you were my father's disciple in the past. I thought you could give me guidance, expand my territory, and become the overlord."

I didn't expect that you were talking about all kinds of weird things, cursing my soldiers, cursing my body and head.

Being in a different place will not only affect my military morale, but also harm my life, so what's the use of keeping you?"

"Come here, tie this man up, hold him down and chop off his head."

He issued an order to kill Shan Taoist.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Immediately there were soldiers and guards who rushed over fiercely and captured Shan Taoist, pressing him down and pressing him to the ground.

Shan Taoist did not resist, he still said: "Little Marquis, please remember what I said."

"You still dare to confuse the public with your evil words, I will kill you." Li Liangjin said angrily.

One of the soldiers drew his sword and slashed at Shan Taoist who was still talking.

Daoist Shan stopped talking immediately, and his head left his neck and rolled down.

Seeing his head fall to the ground, the anger in Li Liangjin's heart subsided a lot.

"Hey, Pindao suffered this blow. Now Pindao and your Li family are done with each other. It's time for Pindao to say goodbye."

Shan Taoist's head dropped and he did not close his eyes, but sighed.

"Ah, monster."

The soldiers and guards beside him turned pale with fright and fell back.

The headless single figure stood up as if nothing was wrong, picked up his head from the ground and put it on his neck.

No blood flowed from the incision on the neck. Once the head was put on and rescued, it was the same as before after being moved.

Only a red line remains on the neck.

Li Liangjin was also stunned at this moment. He knew that Taoist Shan was a first-class immortal and extraordinary person, but he never expected that he could not kill this Taoist.

"How is this possible? As a prince, how can I not even kill a Taoist?"

Shan Taoist laughed and said: "A real prince would kill a poor Taoist, and the poor Taoist would naturally have his body dislocated. But is the young prince still considered a prince? He is just a bandit, a savage man, with a black spirit over his head. How can he be noble?"

Word."


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