Chapter 297: A model in the world, a hero among men (Third update)
Xuan Yingzhu?
How quick was Yang Prison's reaction?
Almost at the moment when Xuan Yingzhu moved, his palms were already covering his chest. He immediately turned around and looked at the group of Jinyi guards who had followed, and said:
"Brothers, please go make more torches for later use."
"Does Yang Qianhu want to get rid of us and go on his own?"
Several Jin Yiwei responded, but one of the hundred households stopped and asked.
Under the dim light of the torch, Yang Yu recognized that this was the white tiger who reminded him of 'beheading' that day, named Qian Jinge. He shook his head:
"Brother Qian, what are you talking about?"
"That's it, wait a moment."
After hearing his reply, Qian Jinge believed it. He turned around and led dozens of Jinyi guards to make torches, but only a few were left behind.
Yang Yu didn't care. He fluttered his sleeves and found a clean place to sit on the ground. Seeing this, several guards in imperial robes hurriedly protected his front and back.
"call!"
Yang Yu called in his heart for the living dead to come closer and hide. Then, his mind settled on the Xuanying Pearl placed close to his chest.
This bead, which had no response no matter how he fiddled with it, seemed to have sensed something, and finally began to peel off its skin.
Not long after, in Yang Yu's perception, its size was the same as what he had seen in the illusion he had seen by chance in the underground palace before.
However, compared to how dusty it was then, it now exudes pure golden light.
This is……
Subconsciously, I glanced at Tongyou, and there was a reaction!
"Does this thing have a destiny? Can I still see it?"
Yang Prison was quite surprised.
All things and spirits have their destiny, which is the basis of access to the underworld. However, his mastery of this magical power is far from being able to see the destiny of all things.
In so many days, he has seen more than just people.
He has seen everything from mountains, rivers and trees to flowers, plants, insects and fish, but the only ones who can see the fate are those of the same kind.
At this time, the fate of this Xuanying Pearl actually appeared in his eyes!
【Xuan Yingzhu】
[The Qi of the Emperor (Lavender)]
The spirit of the emperor!
Looking at the fate displayed on the Xuanying Pearl, Yang Yu was shocked at first, and then he remembered the words of Sanxiao Sanren that he saw in the vision that day.
Could this destiny be the dragon vein energy that Chen Xuanying, who fought for the world with Ming Taizu Zhang Yuanzhu four hundred years ago, never dissipated?
However, Chen Xuanying seems to be just a pioneer for the king, but she actually has the aura of an emperor?
[The Qi of the Son of Heaven: All evils should be avoided, and there are no taboos!]
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boom!
In the scene played out by the hazy fog, there seemed to be flickering fire.
"What a fire..."
In the mist, Nie Wendong sighed slightly, his eyes seemed to have crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, and saw the raging fire reflecting the sky.
"Woo~"
Shallow sobs echoed in the mist.
Listening, listening, he seemed to be feeling a little sentimental, and in a daze, he recalled the past.
"Adhere to the ambition of loyalty and abide by the principle of humility and retreat! As the legitimate son of my thousand-year-old Nie family, you must be well-equipped in both civil and military affairs and be a model for the world!"
"Being a minister should be based on respect, being a son should be based on filial piety, and being a father should be based on kindness! You have fulfilled the expectations of our Nie family, and you should examine yourself three times every day!"
"A gentleman should be cautious! There is no impenetrable wall in this world. As you are in this position, you should be more careful and alert!"
"The traitor! The traitor! The traitor!"
…
The sound of teachings is like a loud bell, deafening.
How long has it been since you heard a similar sound?
Yes, he died long ago.
He died on the morning when he shot Qing'er with his own hands. He was so angry that he died.
How long?
It seems like a long time.
"Uncle, uncle, after all, you are not your father, and even if you are, so what?"
Nie Wendong murmured, and there seemed to be a flash of the old man in front of his eyes. He was born early, treated himself harshly, and wanted to be a model for the world.
But he was probably deceived by his own sanctimoniousness, right?
Have you forgotten that it was his adulterous sister-in-law who made your elder brother so angry?
"call!"
A breath of turbid air blew away the fog in front of his eyes. Nie Wendong put away the statue that was very similar to his own and walked slowly down from the altar.
"Master, please take a rest today! There is a new cook in the house, and he can cook vegetarian dishes very well."
Hearing this, Yuanjue opened his eyes and was a little surprised, but he agreed happily.
Monks are human beings too.
There are options, and naturally it is better to eat vegetarian food than to drink wind and dust.
only……
"Is there a visitor coming?"
Nie Wendong nodded and said leisurely: "A distinguished guest that Mr. Nie has been waiting for for a long time."
"oh?"
Yuan Jue was curious, but didn't ask any more questions. He left the altar with him and walked towards the front hall.
In the empty front hall, a table of vegetarian dishes has been prepared.
In this day and age, fruits and vegetables are hard to come by, but here, there are thirty-six different kinds of vegetarian dishes. Yuan Jue's index finger moved greatly when he saw them, and he couldn't help but sigh.
Just like the vast majority of people do not believe that the legendary Buddhist world exists, they also do not know that it is separated by a wall but under the same heaven and earth.
There are also people who are not in the same world as them.
And this gap is not necessarily smaller than the gap between a monk and a Buddha...
In the hall, there is a man in Tsing Yi standing in front of the portrait with his hands behind his back. His body is well-proportioned and his breath is warm, just like a scholar from our family. Gu
"Yang Xuanying."
Yuanjue's eyes moved as he recognized this person, and he was suddenly startled.
It was not directed at the visitor, but at Nie Wendong.
Yang Xuanying is not a well-known person in Longyuan Dao, has no family background, and does not hold any official position, but he has an identity that cannot be ignored.
He is a guest of the royal family.
To be precise, he was a retainer who accompanied the prince to study.
"What a picture of killing bandits at night."
Yang Xuanying gave a slight compliment, turned around, and smiled.
He has a high crown and broad belt, and a face like a crown jade. He is dressed in a green shirt and looks handsome and elegant at the bottom. This smile adds a third of color to him, as if Junshan is slightly drunk, and the beautiful jade is half drunk.
Anyone who sees it will have to call him handsome.
"Mr. Yang's compliments are based on trivial means."
Nie Wendong smiled back and asked the two of them to sit down.
"Master is polite."
Yang Xuanying smiled and bowed before sitting down.
After a few people exchanged pleasantries, Nie Wendong spoke first and got straight to the point:
"Mr. Yang, are you here alone?"
"Isn't it enough for one person to come?"
Yang Xuanying asked in return, but when Nie Wendong remained silent, she smiled again:
"As an envoy, it is inevitable that he will be slower than Yang coming alone. Calculating the time, it is estimated that it will take ten or twenty days. Is it possible that Lord Nie is anxious for these few days?"
"That's not the case."
Nie Wendong was speechless. He raised his hand and a servant came forward with good wine and poured wine for the two of them.
"Master Nie's choice is very wise. The prince likes it very much, but is also worried about it. Moreover, Master Nie is very considerate in asking Yang to come by name."
Yang Xuanying took a slight sniff and nodded with satisfaction:
"I came all the way and saw that Deyang Mansion was very desolate. I was worried that I wouldn't be able to drink a good glass of wine. Master Nie became interested."
"Although Qingzhou has suffered a disaster, where is the lack of a glass of water and wine, sir?"
Nie Wendong smiled and raised his glass, inviting him to drink with him. He also did not forget to invite the old monk to eat.
After a while, Yuanjue put down his bowls and chopsticks, and Yang Xuanying, who was also slightly drunk, pretended to be unintentional and said:
"To be honest, when Yang came here this time, there were disciples from Wanxiang Mountain who came to warn..."
Vientiane Mountain?
Nie Wendong's expression remained unchanged, but his heart tightened slightly.
Wanxiang Mountain is not a mountain, but a mansion. In the house, lives the most famous Wanxiang Mountain man in Longyuandao.
This is not the key.
The key is that this is Xu Wenji's disciple. Although he is not a very close disciple, he is still a disciple.
Seeing that Nie Wendong's expression remained unchanged, Yang Xuanying secretly frowned and said, "Master Nie, you might as well guess what Mr. Wang Da means?"
"Mr. Yang, why do you need to test?"
But Nie Wendong didn't fall for his trap and got straight to the point:
"That classmate of mine has many good things, but unfortunately, he will not support the prince like Mr. Nie does, or even the other way around. I don't know."
The voice was calm, but cold.
Naturally, Nie Wendong could see the thoughts of the people in front of him, and even more vaguely knew the hesitation of the people behind him.
But he had expected it.
Although the Nie family is a thousand-year-old family, it has finally declined. Compared with Xu Wenji, it is still inferior in weight. Even though the latter has lost power, many of his disciples are still in their prime.
However, Xu Wenji has one thing, which is a huge disadvantage.
He respects his status and abides by the law. He will definitely not support the prince behind Yang Xuanying, let alone interfere in the change of throne of Long Yuandao.
But he will!
call!
As soon as his words fell, Yang Xuanying's expression changed, but how could she still be half drunk?
"Master Nie, please speak quickly!"
He put his hands on his hands and smiled, no longer trying to be pretentious, and said in a deep voice:
"Xu Wenji, you can't move, I can't move, not even Longyuan Palace can move. But this is Longyuan Road after all, and he can't make the decision yet!"
Hearing this, Nie Wendong felt a little relieved, but also a little curious:
"The prince wants to read the letter I sent you, but I wonder what he should do with it?"
"During the battle at Liuji Mountain, Mr. Xu was once a staff member of the old prince's tent. With this relationship, it will be easier to handle..."
Yang Xuanying smiled faintly:
"This old man is so important that no one dares to touch him. Almost no one can force him to do something he doesn't want to do. But if the old prince invites him to go, he will definitely go even if he is busy!"
"Um?!"
Hearing this, Nie Wendong was shocked:
"Could it be that the old prince..."
"Amitabha! Good, good!"
Hearing this, the old monk Yuanjue couldn't sit still. He clasped his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name and left. Before leaving, he glanced at the servants serving him with pity.
"If so..."
Yang Xuanying didn't answer, but this was the answer. Nie Wendong's heart was agitated, and he paced back and forth with a plan in mind.
He turned to:
"Mr. Yang, do you know why Mr. Nie chose you alone when the prince has many advisers?"
Yang Xuanying's eyebrows raised, then fell again:
"Oh? I'd like to hear the details."
"To be honest, Mr. Nie has a furnace of elixirs that he has been refining for more than ten years. He is about to use Mr. Yang's magic 'Blood Transformation Hand' to combine it with mine..."
Nie Wendong stated the purpose:
"Blood Transfer Pill!"
"Um?!"
Hearing this, Yang Xuanying was completely moved, her eyebrows trembled for a while, and admiration and deep fear flashed through her calm eyes:
"Master Nie, you are truly a role model for our generation and a hero among men!"