boom!
Just as the sweeping monk finished speaking, the mountain peak under his feet roared like a castle made of sand. The moment he left, it seemed to have lost its support and turned into powder with a roar.
Song Xuan's eyes flickered slightly, and he roughly understood the principle behind the Immovable King's Seal.
The power of the thousands of swords he had stabbed before was probably guided by the sweeping monk into the mountain peak at his feet using the Fudo Myoyo Seal. As long as the old monk sets his feet on the earth, he can continuously draw on the power of the earth, basically. Be invincible!
The sweeping monk lowered his head and glanced at the crumbling mountain peaks, and pronounced the Buddha's name. At this moment, he didn't want to fight.
Let's not talk about how he can't help Song Xuan. Even if he can take advantage of it, what's the point?
He is an old monk who has not been born for many years and has no interests involved. Why should he have to fight against the destiny of this generation?
Song Xuan felt the sweeping monk's intention to stop, smiled, and had no intention of continuing.
He has tested the strength gap between himself and the Grand Master.
Without the Xuantian Sword, his own attack power is not as good as that of the Sweeping Monk.
With the Xuantian Sword, his attack power is even stronger than that of the Sweeping Monk. Although he cannot break the defense, there is still a big difference between having a sword and not having a sword.
A magic weapon cannot be underestimated in terms of improving one's own combat power.
Since neither side can break through, there is no need to continue this battle.
Song Qian rushed to her brother's side and poked him. After making sure there was nothing wrong, she nodded with satisfaction.
My brother is indeed number one in the world!
This is the realm of a master, and he can already fight head-on with the old masters. In a few years, won't he be able to beat this old monk?
"Amitabha, several donors have come from afar. How about going with the poor monk to the temple to have tea and talk about Taoism?"
"oh?"
Song Xuan chuckled and said: "Master said before that poor Taoist monks are evil and crooked, but now he wants to invite you to Shaolin as a guest. Why, aren't you afraid of ruining your Shaolin reputation?"
The sweeping monk said very kindly: "The poor monk made a mistake before. Since the Taoist priest is destined by fate, whoever is chosen as a Taoist monk has his own profound meaning. The poor monk is good at preaching, but he has fallen behind."
Song Xuan looked at Yao Yue and said, "It's up to you to decide whether you want to go or not!"
Yao Yue looked at him and seemed to understand her husband's plan.
My Lord Commander, I am eyeing Shaolin's Sutra Pavilion.
She nodded immediately: "Master has apologized, and the misunderstanding just now ends here. Since it is an invitation, let's go and see it together!"
...
Outside Kaifeng City, in a manor.
A well-dressed nobleman stared into the distance for a long time, then turned to look at the middle-aged man who was leisurely drinking tea in the yard.
This man had an unusually long and narrow face, and all the facial features on it were flaws that no one would wish to have, but they were all squeezed into one face, making his forehead look particularly high.
His chin is slender and slightly wavy, and the curved bridge of his nose is disproportionately tall, making his eyes and mouth look even smaller in comparison. Fortunately, he has long black hair that hangs down his shoulders. It reconciles the incongruity between wide shoulders and narrow faces, which would otherwise make it even more awkward and weird.
He is Fu Cailin, a famous great master in Tangzhou and the head of Yijian Pavilion. He entered Taoism with a sword and is known as Master Yijian.
"Master, the fluctuations over there are some great masters fighting, right?"
Fu Cailin nodded and said: "That's true. It's a pity. My identity cannot be exposed. Otherwise, I really want to go out and see the strength of this great master in Songzhou!"
The young man couldn't help but sigh when he heard the words, "Why does Songzhou feel so chaotic? Not long after we arrived, we encountered a great master. It seems that this trip will be in vain."
Fu Cailin laughed twice, "What you are planning is inherently unreliable. Killing the imperial envoy and blaming Zhao Kuangyin. Once this is exposed, even if you are the King of Wei, you will definitely die!"
King Wei sighed, "I can't help it!"
"Although I haven't had much contact with my sixth brother, I know something about his temperament.
If I don't think of a way to protect myself, I will die in his hands sooner or later. "
Speaking of this, his face became extremely gloomy, "He even dared to kill his own father, how could he keep a brother like me who had competed with him for a big position!"
Fu Cailin pondered: "Are you so sure that the death of the Supreme Emperor was the work of your sixth brother?"
"Sure and sure!"
King Wei said coldly: "Master, there is no need to doubt this. You only need to know that my sixth brother is ruthless and will do anything to him.
I can't see through him, and I don't know what he is planning, but I can be sure of one thing. Once he has secured his position and straightened out the court, sooner or later there will be a big purge of all the factions in the world!
Like your master's Yijian Pavilion, a martial arts holy place that is extremely prestigious in the world, it must be the target of his purge. "
He clenched his fists and said, "If we want to protect ourselves, we can only unite with other state capitals to form an alliance. Not only do Jianghu forces need to unite, but the position of Songzhou Prefect must also be in our hands.
Zhao Kuangyin is a stubborn person. Since he refuses to obey, let him die.
It doesn't matter if he has the Grand Master protecting him behind him. As long as the inspection team dies in Kaifeng, there will be someone from the Xuanyi Guards to deal with him! "
Fu Cailin shook his head, "Forget it! Even if you hold the position of Jiuzhou State Priest in your hands, so what?
You know, the great ancestor of your Ji family is still alive. If you rebel, how can he tolerate you? "
"Teacher, you are too pessimistic. Taizu is powerful, but what is his status? It is just an internal struggle for the position of emperor of the Ji family. With his status, how can he care about this?
I had many discussions with my father in the imperial capital in the past few years, and we all agreed that as long as the Great Zhou Dynasty still belonged to the Ji family, Taizu didn't care at all which descendant of the Ji family sat in that position.
The most difficult level is the Taizu level. As long as you don’t get stuck in this level, you may not be able to plan for the rest! "
King Wei analyzed: "In the internal fighting of the Ji family, as long as I don't raise my troops to attack the imperial capital, the royal family will not intervene at will. The one my sixth brother can really rely on is actually the Xuanyi guard.
It's ridiculous that the Xuanyi Guard who my father had spent his whole life undermining was reactivated as soon as his sixth brother ascended the throne. It is said that the status of the new commander is almost equal to that of the Emperor. He really has brought disgrace to my royal family.
According to a popular saying in recent years, Ji Xuanfeng is just a licker!
With the dignity of the emperor, he went to lick the commander of the Xuanyi Guards. Apart from being lucky enough to become the Wuque Grandmaster, how could he be able to occupy the position of the emperor?
The position of emperor is occupied by a virtuous person. If he can sit on it, why can't I, Ji Changkong, sit on it? "
