As the Splendid Mountains and Rivers List was opened, the huge Dao Palace fell into deathly silence for a while.
"I dare you, your majesty, to return to the capital of the gods, command Linlong Dao, and ask King Zhao of the Western Prefecture to come out of seclusion, quell the rebellion in the northwest, and kill the leader of the thieves, Yang Yu!"
Liu Jing's sleeves trembled, and he bowed his head and knelt down, preparing to welcome the coming wrath of thunder.
However, beyond his expectation, after a short silence, he heard a faint laugh.
"Very good, very good."
"His Majesty?"
Looking at Emperor Qianheng with a faint smile, Liu Jing was stunned: "Your Majesty, why are you laughing?"
Emperor Qianheng threw the file in his hand and asked:
"What do you see from this list of beautiful mountains and rivers?"
"Back to Your Majesty, Wei Chen saw that Yang Ni was almost in trouble..."
Although he was confused, Liu Jing had no choice but to answer.
"You only saw the Black Mountain old demon incarnate and died outside the northwest city. You saw that Yang Yugong made great progress and had the means to threaten the Martial Saint. But the few saw it. Both sides of the thief were harmed..."
Emperor Qianheng stood with his hands behind his back, with a faint blush on his face after swallowing the red pill:
"The old demon from Black Mountain lost his incarnation, his achievements plummeted, and Yang Yu's hair turned white in an instant, his origins were lost, his lifespan plummeted, maybe he will die soon..."
"this……"
Liu Jing was startled.
"Liu Jing, your talent is adequate and your martial arts skills are adequate. Unfortunately, you are a eunuch after all. You are short-sighted and cannot see through some things..."
Emperor Qianheng paced around, calculating the causes and consequences based on the few records in the files:
"I heard that the old demon has a rare treasure that can be divided into souls and lifespans. I thought about counting the points. This time when he went down the mountain, he might be looking for the 'eighth generation Black Mountain Old Demon' to fight against Zhang Xuanba..."
Liu Jing lowered his head. He used the circular light mirror to obtain the ins and outs of the battle from Jin Yiwei, but looking at His Majesty who was very interested, he still swallowed it silently.
"Therefore, if there is no such thing as Tai Sui, there will be other ways to stir up the situation. Obviously, this old demon may have taken a liking to the mud-legged man. The old man of truth died outside the city, and Yang Yu could only exchange his life for one.
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"Your Majesty is wise..."
Liu Jing could only agree and correct:
"However, when the mantra died, Yang Yu was not in the northwest city. Instead, he took the initiative to return after many days to kill the old demon..."
"How can he be so stupid?"
Emperor Qianheng was slightly startled, this was beyond expectation.
However, he didn't care, instead his smile became a little thicker:
"It doesn't really matter what the specifics are. But after this incident, Zhenyan died, the old demon's martial arts plummeted, and the mud-legged guy is also not going to die soon. For me, it is a big revelation!"
"Your Majesty, he is not dead after all..."
Liu Jing smiled bitterly:
"Yang Ni has captured a land with three states and twenty-nine prefectures. It is ranked third on the mountain and river list listed on the sacred monument. He also has a record of killing the old monster of Black Mountain. It has become a climate..."
The smile on Emperor Qianheng's face gradually disappeared, and there was an indifferent light in his eyes:
"Are you afraid that if you don't succeed in this battle, it will lead to rebellion in Canghai City in the East, Yue Canghai City, Lingnan Tiandao Tomb, Pingxi Mitian Sect, etc., and take advantage of the situation to rise up?"
"His Majesty……"
Liu Jing's body trembled and his spine felt chilly, but he still tried to persuade him:
"You, why do you bother to abandon your martial arts? King Zhao of Xifu..."
He was puzzled, extremely puzzled.
In today's world, although the imperial court is still the co-owner of the world, there are Heavenly Wolf outside, the Great Li Tigers are watching, and there are Lisheng Sect, Canghai City, Tiandao Tomb, Mitian Sect, etc. inside, who are ready to make moves.
It can be said that there are internal and external troubles.
But the one in front of him who was most guarded was Linlong Dao, or rather, Zhang Xuanba, the Ming Army God who once led the world's troops...
"You talk too much."
Emperor Qianheng's sleeves and robes swung, and Liu Jing was struck by thunder, spitting out a large mouthful of blood, and was knocked out of the Taoist palace by an invisible force.
"Zhang Xuanba..."
In the empty Taoist palace, Emperor Qianheng's face was as dark as water, and the anger in his heart could not be calmed for a while.
After a long time, he took out a yellowed ancient scroll from his arms and opened it gently. This was the genealogy of the Zhang family.
Mr. Zhang, there are more than ten meridians?
Taizu Zhang Yuanzhu established the empire and divided the kings. The earliest one was not one king per dynasty, but one king per state!
Up to now, all the Zhang family lines still exist, but they may have declined. The only lineage that has disappeared is the direct lineage of Taizu Zhang Yuanzhu more than 400 years ago!
Four hundred years later, few people may remember it, or dare not mention it, but his lineage is very clear.
They are the great treasures who came to Fengtian Jingnan!
Doesn't he know that Zhang Xuanba is like a white jade pillar holding up the sky or a purple golden beam in the current Ming Dynasty? But the battle of Liujishan seventy years ago has greatly increased the power of the Linlong Zhang family, and even has the potential to compete for the throne.
trend.
If he is allowed to once again sweep across the north, south, east and west, put down the chaos in all directions, keep the enemy at bay, and return the country with a great victory, then how will he deal with himself...
"When fighting outside, we must make peace at home."
While muttering to himself, Emperor Qianheng took out a round light mirror that glowed with white light from his sleeve robe.
The person who emerged among them was none other than Taoist Yunni, whose hair was half pure white and half face pure black, with a distinct face, half withered and half prosperous.
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Huhu~
On the barren mountain covered with wind and snow, the white and black Zhen Gang spread out to resist the wind and snow. Taoist Yun Ni crossed his knees and crushed the round light mirror with an expressionless face.
He lowered his head and began to draw the symbols.
When ordinary people draw talisman, even if they are in a quiet room, they must calm down and be prepared.
But of course he didn't use it. As the talisman paper floated, each talisman took shape on its own. But this was just a painting. For a talisman to really work, it would take time to absorb the spiritual energy dissipating in the air.
"Far water cannot quench the thirst of near people..."
Only when the talismans all over his body were consumed, Taoist Yunni stopped and weighed the thick stack of talismans, but he couldn't help but feel a headache.
Normally, a talisman can be used in one year. If you want to meet the needs of setting up an array, you need at least ten years of savings.
Therefore, even with the support of the imperial court, his disciples could share the responsibility of drawing talismans, and the number of talismans on his body never exceeded one hundred thousand.
Now I have squandered it several times, and the amount is less than 10,000.
This is extremely dangerous.
A formation of three thousand can withstand the attack of a martial saint, and only ten thousand of them can withstand the attack of a peak martial saint like the Black Mountain Old Demon...
"Master."
Zhao Xuanyi was very respectful, and when he saw him put away the talisman, he asked:
"His Majesty?"
Taoist Yun Ni had no expression on his face:
"Your Majesty has arrived at the Wanlong River, Linshui City."
"So fast?!"
Zhao Xuan was surprised.
The emperor went on a grand tour. Even if everyone was united, normally it would take several years. It has only been a year, and they have already left the capital of the gods?!
"A thousand eagles are carrying the chariot, crossing over."
Taoist Yunni said casually, not very interested.
The Dragon Chariot Taoist Palace was built by him together with Qi Changfa, the master of Tiangong Academy. It is large enough to carry the weight of ten thousand people, but its weight is extremely light.
Thousands of eagles clear the way, and more than a thousand flying eagle warriors lift them up, taking turns every now and then. They can almost fly at a speed not inferior to ordinary flying eagles, and the sun will not set for a thousand days...
"Your Majesty, he has a message, right?"
"It's nothing more than asking about the battle situation and supervising the teacher..."
Taoist Yunni sighed:
"Nie Longtian, what a disgrace to the Zhenzhen Martial Saint! Even the dragnet and the earth's net failed to capture Yang Yu and allowed him to return to the northwest Daocheng. Now, now..."
He has a headache.
Witnessing the death of the old Black Mountain demon incarnation, and even seeing Yang Yu's green silk hair turning into white hair, he did not dare to approach the northwest road for hundreds of miles, or even retreated more than a thousand miles.
He was not sure whether his own talisman array could withstand the strange magical power of exchanging life for life...
"The Shame of the Martial Saint..."
Zhao Xuanyi automatically ignored this sentence and said instead:
"An expert from the Six Sects has sent word that Yujing of Wanxiang Mountain has captured Lizhou, and Xingzhou will also be lost. He wants us to take action to capture Yujing. Do we want to take the opportunity to leave..."
"this……"
Hearing this, Yun Ni's eyes moved slightly, pretending to be reluctant:
"Although this move is suspected of retreating without a fight, Yang Yu has already gained momentum at this moment. Cutting off his wings and slowly trying to figure it out is the right way."
"...You are right."
As Zhao Xuanyi said this, he suddenly saw his teacher's brows knitted together, his heart sank, and he looked up.
I saw a person walking alone in the wind and snow.
The man came in the shape of a dragon, dressed in black robes and a cape like fire. The strong dragon and horse followed him, but he did not ride on them, but only hung a square-shaped halberd.
His aura was loud and domineering, and the wind and snow receded wherever he passed, and the sound of neither high nor low footsteps and drum beats seemed to come from behind.
"The light of enlightenment!"
Zhao Xuan's heart was shocked, and the person who came also stopped in the distance. In the wind and snow, his eyes were like fire, which was breathtaking.
"I wonder who is so sneaky, unable to advance or retreat, it turns out to be Taoist Master Yunni."
Loud laughter came from the wind and snow. Qi Daoguang casually picked up Fang Tian's painted halberd and turned it to point at the barren mountain where the two of them were:
"More gesticulations?"
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One painting, one world...
In the room, when Yang Yu came back to his senses, he was still a little absent-minded.
Ape King Mountain, Tiger Cave, Blue Water Cold Pond, and the nearby mountains and valleys may not be as big as Daozhou, but they are comparable to a whole city.
Suddenly he realized that this was just a painting. How could Yang Yun remain calm?
"Nine-Year-level recipes..."
In the dim room, Yang Yu took a deep breath and suppressed the shock in his heart. He did not choose to enter the 'Longevity Mountain Fantasy Land' again, but looked at the harvest after completing the first node.
Buzz!
In the Cauldron of Gluttony, the recipes were shaking violently, and the light and shadow on them interlaced and changed.
Ape King Mountain, Tiger Cave, Cold Blue Water Pond... at the end of many scenes, what appeared on the recipe was the last thing he saw.
The penholder, which was as big as the falling of a divine mountain, crushed and killed the angry and horrified Cold Snake King, the demon-subduing Sanren, and himself with the power of the divine mountain.
As the last big monster in the first node, the strength of the Cold Snake King is actually much inferior to that of the Ape King and Tiger King. Its magical power of 'dispelling water' is far less powerful than the Ape King's 'violence'.
Therefore, after being led out of the cold blue water pool, the Sanhe of the True Word Taoist almost pulled out his spine and tendons.
Yang Prison thought to himself that if there was no water around, he might not be able to defeat the old snake, but the latter would not be able to defeat him.
But this only applies to staying away from water sources.
Because once this old snake gets close to a water source, its strength will increase dramatically, and it is even more terrifying on the side of the cold pool with clear water.
The Tiger King and the Ape King teamed up, but they were far from rivals. They were even stronger than the True Word Taoist, and they almost suffered a big loss.
But it was such a big monster that was crushed and killed like an insect in the shadow of the moon just across the line from the cold blue water pool...
"However, the study outside the painting should be the Five Zang Temple. I think the ginseng fruit is among them..."
As my thoughts turned, words flowed down from the cauldron wall:
[Income from this refining: 12 strands of spiritual energy, a gourd of monkey wine, a hundred pounds of clear cold pond water, the moon essence wheel, the magic weapon for subduing demons, the spirits of twin dragons...]
[Twin Dragon Spirits (Third Capital Level): The alien cold snake souls that are about to turn into dragons are immortal and are the best materials for refining weapons...]