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Chapter 550 New Hope

The new emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty did not disappear after he appeared to speak. He still stood like a god. There are still a few more, looming.

Huge coercion shrouded both inside and outside Yongzhou City, covering a radius of more than a thousand miles, as if the sky was about to collapse.

Whether it was the monks stationed in Yongzhou, the monks in the Yongzhou City Lord's Mansion, or other monks who happened to come to Yongzhou, they were all prostrate on the ground like ordinary people. Fortunately, most of the attention of these "great gods" seemed not to be on them.

On the body.

"Wuxu, come out!" The Heavenly Demon's message went straight to Wuxu's Dharma Realm.

Wuxu thought for a while, left the Dharma Realm, and became the only person in the sky who was not a great practitioner of Tongxuan, but Wuxu stood very low.

"Use your Dharma Realm to sense the traces of the divine being." A Buddha statue covered in golden light suddenly sent a message to Wuxu.

Wuxu was stunned, and after a slight hesitation, he felt endless pressure.

"This is the first Zen Light Master of the Aurora Sect, please don't offend him." Immediately afterwards, another message from the Heavenly Demon arrived.

Wuxu had no choice but to use his own Mandala Dharma Realm. It felt like taking off all his clothes in public.

When Wuxu's Dharma Realm was sacrificed and appeared behind him, the newly built Tianyuan Temple was naturally revealed. At this moment, Zhu Yuanzhang and Li Mingshan also escaped into the temple after being informed by Wuxu.

When the first Zen Guang master of the Aurora Sect saw the entire Wuxu Dharma Realm and the faint Tianyuan Temple, his eyes flashed. However, this flash was obscured by golden light, so outsiders could not easily see it.

Now that things have happened, Wuxu doesn't dare to play any tricks. This so-called first Zen Guang master of the Aurora Sect seems to have studied the Mandala Dharma Realm method very deeply.

However, Wuxu had already tried to use the Dharma Realm to sense the whereabouts of the hidden gods, but it was simply impossible. Wuxu secretly sent a message to Zhang Cuilu and others, asking them to make some noise in Tianyuan Temple, which was an explanation.

After Zhang Cuilu received the message from Wuxu, they all meditated as before. In the sky above Tianyuan Temple, the images of the heavens suddenly appeared. Other than that, there was nothing else.

However, they saw that Zen Guang Master suddenly announced the name of Buddha, and a golden dragon flew out from between his chest and palms, and unexpectedly broke into the Wuxu Dharma Realm. It was divided into eight parts with different shapes, surrounding Tianyuan Temple.

Fly quickly.

Tian Long Ba Bu?! Wuxu couldn't help but think of this word. There seemed to be a change in his own Dharma Realm, a good change.

But before Wuxu had time to realize it carefully, several other high-ranking "great gods" also "took action" one after another, but they were not as direct and conspicuous as Master Zen Guang.

Wuxu only felt as if he was about to fly. The Dharma Realm was infinite, the consciousness was infinite, and everything was expanding, expanding, and being blessed.

Wuxu had the illusion that in an instant, he could clearly see and sense all the people and things, even the void, and everything within a thousand miles of Yongzhou City as the center.

But this magical feeling did not last long, it seemed like just a moment. The realization was like falling into the abyss, and with this fall, many people seemed to be unable to

Things that we knew but were very precious were also being stripped off piece by piece. It was like being knocked down from the mortal world by a god.

At the end, Wuxu fell into a secret room in the Lord's Mansion of Yongzhou City. His consciousness was damaged and he had a splitting headache. Even the connection with his own Dharma Realm seemed to be interrupted. His whole body seemed to fall apart and he collapsed there.

, not wanting to move.

What is going on? Wu Xu seemed to have some realization. However, he didn't know that there were several people just like him just now.

The images of those "great gods" lasted for a while in the sky and then disappeared.

Yongzhou City, with a radius of several thousand miles, returned to normal immediately. Hundreds of monks flew towards the Lord's Palace of Yongzhou City and poured in. Of course, at the front were representatives of the Yongzhou garrison and officials under the Lord's Palace.

, as well as representatives of the few aristocratic families in Yongzhou City. They are all waiting to see Wuxu.

The Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty had just issued a golden edict, appointing Wuxu, the lord of Yongzhou City, to concurrently serve as the commander-in-chief of the Yongzhou Guard Army; and the subsequent dazzling scenes all showed the support and support of many Tongxuan major cultivators for him.

(Of course, this is a huge misunderstanding.)

This was so anxious that the attendant hurried outside the secret room where Wuxu fell. He had been taking care of him since Wuxu came in last night.

He knocked on the door for a long time and called many times, but there was no response from the secret room. He was very familiar with the City Lord's Mansion and saw Wuxu landing here with his own eyes, but there was no movement so long that he almost became suspicious.

Wuxu has quietly left using some secret method.

If he just gave up, he would not be willing to give up. After thinking about it, he finally made up his mind to go to the door, let all those people disperse, and said that the city leader had just seen the ecstatic scene of Wuxu and several Tongxuan masters.

Rest. In this way, it can be regarded as sharing the worries of the city lord, right?

He was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly he heard a long groan in the secret room, and an elf tiptoed and clung to the door again, pretending to be unaware of the situation but always ready to complete the task resolutely.

Wuxu stood up slowly, sat cross-legged again, adjusted his breath for a while, and got a sense of the Dharma Realm. He knew that Zhu Yuanzhang, Li Mingshan, Zhang Cuilu and others were all well. He just took a long breath and asked in a deep voice, "Who is it?"

Outside?"

The attendant hurriedly opened the door slightly, leaned his head, and replied in a low voice, "To inform the city lord, there are many people outside who want to pay homage to the city lord."

Wuxu thought for a while and said, "If there is no urgent matter, let them go back first. Tomorrow, the city lord will summon them one by one."

"Yes!" The attendant then bowed and retreated, then came to the front door of the mansion and said in a loud voice, "The city lord has an order. If there is no urgent business, please leave. I will summon them one by one after tomorrow."

As soon as he finished speaking, many monks rushed towards him like a tide. There were a lot of various benefits, overt and covert. Even the row of sergeants guarding the door also had their own benefits.

"How many years have passed!" A sergeant with thick eyebrows and big eyes looked at the thing in his hand and sighed, "I finally got the door bag that has been rumored for a long time."

"Lin Bao, we brothers will go to Hewu Tower to drink flowers later.

Want to drink?" A fat-bellied sergeant yelled at him.

Lin Bao weighed the things in his hands and sighed, "Captain, there are seniors and juniors in Lin. These door bags need to be kept tight."

"It's been our first opening in decades, so we have to celebrate." The captain, who was called the captain, walked over with a smile and patted Lin Bao on the shoulder, "Don't worry, the good times have just begun."

"So afraid of your wife?" Several other sergeants nearby burst into laughter.

Lin Bao smiled and was extremely honest. He spent a lot of money to get this job and almost lost all his family's savings. What's more, this time, he got the least.

After all, he didn't go to Hewu Tower, but he didn't rush home either. He held the few fine spiritual stones tightly in his hands and wandered around the city, buying some cooked food and wine, as well as some makeup and jewelry.

, then he hurried out of the city and rushed home.

Although Yongzhou City is located on the border, entry and exit from the city are actually not that strict. The Great Zhou and the Demon Realm are not as easy to travel as ordinary people imagine. The Great Zhou does not want to see this happen, and neither does the Demon Realm. If

If there is no such thing as guarding, you will be struck by lightning. It does not mean that you arrive in the Demon Realm after leaving Yongzhou. It is not that simple. Wuxu and others came here before, and they all relied on Li Mingshan's operation and bribery.

Let’s not go too far. Let’s talk about Lin Bao. His home is outside the South Gate. He wears military uniforms and walks around day and night. He is already familiar with the soldiers guarding the South Gate. In addition, the city lord appointed by the imperial court today

Lin Bao, who also served as the general protecting the city, nodded and left the city.

It was snowing outside the city, and Lin Bao couldn't help but open the wine gourd and took a sip of the so-called spiritual wine. This spiritual wine tasted good, but it didn't seem to have any efficacious effects. When he drank it, it felt like ordinary wine.

It's hot, hot, and drunk. Where can I boast of having a different kind of spiritual energy flowing smoothly, combing my muscles and bones, and being brave and diligent? I wonder if I really don't have the qualifications to practice?

After a sip of spiritual wine, Lin Bao was actually a little drunk. He staggered, and suddenly thought of the rumored reform. If there is no cultivation qualification, it is said that all those who do not have the qualifications to practice will be kicked out, and the military is no exception. At most, it will be delayed for a long time.

Some......

He suddenly didn't want to go home. He waved his hands, his fingers clenched into fists, hitting the wind and snow, as if to cheer up the flying snow.

I wonder what the flower wine in Hewulou looks like? How many door packages can I get tomorrow? Is there a magical skill that can be practiced by ordinary people?......

He staggered like this, thinking wildly, until a pair of hands grabbed his feet.

He lowered his head and bent down, took advantage of the wine, grabbed the hands, lifted them up suddenly, and shook off a piece of snow. Then, he saw a young man.

This young man had long hair, but was wearing a monk's robe. A smile appeared on his fair face, "The donor has done a good job, can I stay overnight?"

Lin Bao took a breath, thought for a while, and nodded.

Meeting on a snowy night must be a miracle! Lin Bao thought, this might be his last hope.


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