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Chapter 434 That Qingzhou mud-legged guy...

 Little things...

Standing on the flat ground paved with white jade stones, Liu Jing smiled bitterly and lowered his head: "It is Liu Jing's sin to betray the divine grace..."

He rarely comes to meet the Holy Spirit, but he did not expect that the change of vassal kings, which can affect the livelihood of hundreds of millions of people in a land of three states, is a trivial matter in His Majesty's eyes...

"It doesn't matter if you ruined my morning work. Since you care about national affairs, there will be no punishment this time."

In the clear fragrance, a misty voice came:

"tell me the story."

"I have thanked Your Majesty for your kindness beyond the law."

Liu Jing kowtowed respectfully, not daring to neglect, and told Long Yuandao's affairs one by one.

Starting from Zhang Lingfeng's sudden uprising, occupying the palace, and imprisoning his mother and nephew, there are no details.

"...Zhang Lingfeng had ulterior motives and chose the day of July 14th to be crowned king. This day is actually the Ghost Festival. The mist is steaming at night, and it seems that a ghost gate has appeared..."

"etc!"

At this point, another voice came from the Taoist temple:

"You said, the gate of hell is closed?"

"...Yes. What Ren Xiaoxiao said cannot be false."

Liu Jing responded:

"According to legend, in ancient times, humans and gods were connected. Through the gates of various realms, one could travel to and from the realms of immortals and Buddhas. The Gate of Ghosts is the border between the Yin world and the Yang world, on the edge of death. It is said that through this gate, one can meet the Lord of Hell.

…”

"Another legend has come into reality. Perhaps as Xue Dilong said, the ancient times are about to return. The gates of hell have appeared. Is the legendary 'Heaven Gate' coming soon?"

In the Taoist temple, the voice is rarely joyful, and it seems that the mood is good:

"This matter is indeed not trivial! Liu Jing, you have done a good job, but after all you are my secret servant..."

"His Majesty……"

Liu Jing was silent for a moment, then thanked him and received permission before continuing.

It seemed that he was stimulated by the words "The Gate of Hell", and the person in the Taoist temple became quite tolerant, allowing Liu Jing to finish speaking, and let him express his thoughts.

"Zhang Lingfeng failed to seize power. He will die if he dies. The people that the ministers are worried about are not this person, but Wang Muzhi from Wanxiang Mountain, and Yang Yu who has become famous in Longyuandao this time."

Liu Jing's spirit was shaken. It was rare that His Majesty was interested, so he naturally expressed his thoughts without any worries.

"That Wang Mu possesses the 'Yingwu' Dao Fruit, is proficient in the magical power of shadow transformation, and uses a yin-yang killing hand to divide hundreds of paths. As a master, he once defeated the great master.

Now his merits are deeper and his power is greater. Especially, he seems to be alienated from the imperial court, which is really one of the great harm to our dynasty."

"Wang Muzhi?"

In the Taoist temple, an ethereal and noble voice groaned:

"But one of Xu Wenji's six disciples? Do you remember that when the late emperor was still alive, this person and Xu Wenji jointly signed a letter to govern the ten directions of the country?"

"Yes, it's him."

Liu Jing made a painful statement:

"It is said that this person has been entrenched in Longyuan. In the past twenty years, he has accepted countless disciples and disciples. Zhang Lingfeng's seizure of power may not be without his means."

"In my opinion, this person should be moved to the capital of God together with his disciples, and Dongchang should be responsible for the review..."

"That's right."

A sound of promise came from the Taoist temple:

"I will leave this matter to you. If there is any difficulty in transferring, please go to Xue Dilong and ask for a transfer order."

"Wei Chen obeys your orders!"

Liu Jing bowed in agreement and then said again:

"Compared to this person, Yang Yu may be a little inferior, but we should not take it lightly. Wei Chen suspects that this person has a plan with Wang Muzhi and Xu Wenji..."

"I seem to have some impression of this name. Some time ago, I beheaded Nie Wendong alive, causing an uproar in the court, and causing Princess Longyuan to move out of Taizu's imperial edict. Is it him?"

"Exactly this man! This man is so bold and lawless that he insulted Shangguan Chi in the street. If Xu Wenji, Li Baihu, and Princess Longyuan had not protected him, his whole family should have been insulted at that time!"

Liu Jing’s eyes were slightly cold:

"This man came from a humble background. Along the way, he thought he hated evil, but in fact he was murderous. From Heishan, to Mulin, to Qingzhou, and even Longyuan, all the officials died at his hands!

In fact, he is a born rebellious bitch!"

call!

The clear spirit drifted away, and the faint sound of chanting sutras in the Taoist temple turned into a cry of long live the mountain.

Liu Jing's heart tightened and he knelt down to greet him.

As the aroma spread, he saw a pair of black-soled cloth shoes and a wide robe.

"Liu Jing, you seem to have deep resentment against this person? Is it because this person is favored by Xu Wenji?"

"Your Majesty is aware that although I have some grievances with Xu Wenji, I will not criticize others indiscriminately because of this."

Liu Jing had sweat on his forehead.

Ordinary people may think that His Majesty has been sidelined by the cabinet since he has not been in court for twelve years, but only people as close as him understand this.

This man was extremely talented, especially intelligent. During the twelve years he was in power, he seemed to be unconcerned with worldly affairs, but in fact, most of the power of the court was in his hands.

"This man has only been five or six years since he was the son of the jailer of Black Mountain City, and now he is famous in Longyuan.

How could it be possible without others adding fuel to the fire?"

Under tremendous pressure, Liu Jing arched his back and defended:

"From the beginning to the end of Zhang Lingfeng's seizure of power, no one benefited. He was the only one who not only showed kindness to the Longyuan Palace and the commanders of the Longyuan Guard, but also helped Wei Zhengxian and Lin Qitian.

In addition, on the day of the sacrifice to heaven and the kingship, thousands of Longyuan Township gentlemen and martial arts masters were rescued by him, this person, this person..."

"If you say so, I am somewhat interested in this..."

Hearing the voice, Liu Jing just let out a sigh of relief. He was about to continue speaking, but was interrupted.

"At noon, Yang Qi is the highest of the day. If you have anything to say, please wait until noon!"

Liu Jing couldn't help but raise his head and looked at the figure who was approaching the chariot and cheering behind him: "Your Majesty! If that person is rebellious, wouldn't it be..."

"Let Xue Dilong handle this matter. It's just a mud-legged border officer. How can it be worth spending all of our attention on it?"

The people carrying the chariot were all experts. The words floated hundreds of feet away, but the sound was still clear:

"From now on, in front of outsiders, you need to call me a humane!"

"yes……"

Liu Jing lowered his head and smiled bitterly. He could only suppress his thoughts and pretend that His Majesty had other thoughts.

"We are respectfully sending you here, the Nine Heavens Grand Teaching is universally beneficial to all living beings, the master of yin and yang has mastered the Great Dao, Siren Ziji Immortal, Yiyang Zhenren, Yuanxu Xuanying enlightens and subdues demons, is loyal and filial to the emperor..."





As the night passed, it seemed that yesterday's panic was forgotten. When the sky was dark, the vendors had already started busy early.

The fragrance of various breakfasts floats in the streets and alleys.

Yang Yu walked leisurely on the street, stopping when he encountered a stall. In the astonished eyes of the stall owners, he ate for a whole street.

"With my current digestion capacity and appetite, if I don't have elixirs to supplement me, can I eat enough food for a hundred people for a day?"

The answer is yes.

The human body is a consumable. As long as we are alive, it will be worn out all the time, let alone practicing martial arts.

For this reason, the higher the martial arts level, the more it is necessary to take supplements. A person like him, who was forged in a furnace, would eat an astonishingly large amount of food if he did not take supplements with elixirs.

His teeth are strong enough to crush even the hardest cow bones, and his gastrointestinal motility allows him to digest food that ordinary people cannot digest.

"No wonder the more modern times, the more martial saints there are. I'm afraid it's not just the changes in heaven and earth, but also the large-scale circulation of elixirs..."

After changing his mind, Yang Yu swept away the breakfast in front of him without delay, and left in the boss's smiling eyes.

"Those who disrupt the world..."

Looking back at the city tower, the hundreds of feet long street could not block his sight, and it was enough to hear any sound he wanted to hear:

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"Firefly, the sun. You really think highly of me..."

He had always been wary of Wang Muzhi. His previous attempts on the tower were easily resolved by the latter.

Even if he wants to fight with it, he can't do it.

But this further illustrates the danger this person is in.

After turning around the long street, Yang Yu had a smile on his face. At the breakfast stall, Qi Gang was chewing carefully.

"Qitou."

Seeing his old friend again, Yang Yu felt no joy in his heart.

At this time, Qi Gang was wearing a cloak and hiding in the shadows. He was no longer as strong as before, but instead became a sinister vulture.

At the same time, he also smelled a familiar scent.

This is,

Drought demon...

"Can you still eat it?"

Qi Gang asked, waving his hands and asking the stall owner for breakfast.

"Touch Qi..."

Yang Yu sat down.

Before he could ask, Qi Gang had already spoken lightly:

"I'm lucky to be alive. I'm living in Baizhou, without people or ghosts. Life is worse than death..."

"Hanban."

Seeing that he was in a very bad mood, Yang Yu sighed and comforted:

"Hanba is a rare demon and a god. If you use it as a demon, you will become a Hanba. If you use it as a god, you will become a green girl."

"No need to comfort me."

Qi Gang laughed at himself, his voice hoarse and low:

"At least, I'm still alive, brothers, but..."

Yang Yu was not good at comforting others. Seeing that Qi Gang was in a low mood, he had nothing to say and just ordered a few large jars of wine from the nearby tavern. w;

Accompanying my old boss, I drank from dawn till sunset, when the sky turned cloudy and red, and the empty jar was placed as high as a person.

The stall owners went from being happy at first, to worried, to numb, and finally, they simply stayed away, leaving the place to the two of them.

A drunk warrior is more terrifying than a tiger.

Standing up unsteadily, Qi Gang maintained his drunkenness and waved away: "I originally wanted to come here to pay Wang Muzhi for you, but it seems that I don't need it anymore..."

In exchange for Wang Muzhi...

Yang Yu was so drunk that he seemed to be frightened away. With Qi Gang's temperament, he would naturally not joke. If he dared to say this, he would be at least three-point sure.

Could it be that the magical power on Hanba Dao Fruit is not the first level?

"There's no need to send me off, I'll just go on my own..."

Hiding his face deeply under his cloak, Qi Gang left and quickly disappeared in the afterglow of the setting sun.

"Qitou."

Saying farewell to his old boss with a distant bow, Yang Yu felt a little sad for a moment.

He was still drunk and staggered as he walked on the street. He was suddenly attracted by a noise. Under the big banyan tree on the roadside, two children were fighting for a wooden horse.

Yang Prison watched until both of them had a bruised nose and face, and the taller child left angrily, then he asked the child who was knocked down.

The child scratched his head and grinned:

"Why give something you like to someone you hate..."

Yang Yu was startled for a moment, and suddenly remembered a sentence from his previous life.

"You can't give up the world to those you hate..." (To be continued.) ptererrr;


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