It can be reached by traveling hundreds of miles outside the capital without even spending a night.
Before Bazugong went to fetch Fan Yuanyang into the capital, he handed Zifu a piece of plain yellow silk that everyone in the palace knew. This silk was soft and delicate, but it was not an item exclusively provided by the emperor's family. Throughout the palace, No one in the courtyard was holding this silk except the Holy One. Behind the few words on the silk was the Emperor Xia Song's seal. Ruzifu was doubtful about this at first, but after seeing the seal and the silk, he had no choice but to obey. Bazugong brought his cronies out of the capital at night and left through the main gate. Zifu lured the men previously borrowed by Bazugong to cross the wall from the hidden wall at the top of the capital. At this critical moment, he did not care about the many ways to do things, which made Zifu the most. What makes Fu suspicious is that there are hundreds of people in Bazu Gong's confidants, and they are all practicing people. The ones with the lowest level of practice can surpass the three realms, and the ones with the deepest level of practice are close to the fourth realm. Together with Zi Fu, they are selected from the palace. There are more than a dozen middle officers with good skills above the second level. At first glance, they cannot be compared with the sects on the mountain, but they are also sharp swords that cannot be underestimated. Half of the confidants are led by the Eight-legged Duke, and the other half are handed over. Go over the city wall with Zi Fu.
There are also masters in Xia Song Imperial City, but they come from several sects within the territory. Among them, the one with the highest cultivation level has already touched the foundation of the five realms, but has never broken through. They are all masters and usually stay in Outside the palace, in the Luofeng Tower, the imperial city is protected and there are no worries. There are naturally checks and balances in the palace, so he has become more loyal. In recent years, he has almost been removed from the sect and is at the disposal of the saint.
But??????????????????When Zi Fu left the palace and crossed the city wall, Luofengtai, which in the past would inevitably have people coming up to question him, was always dead tonight, and it seemed that he was also instructed by others. In general, Zi Fu was allowed to go out with his confidants, but he remained still.
"Lord Zifu, are you worried?"
"Of course I'm not worried. Although Mr. Bazu and I don't necessarily have a close friendship, we have always been loyal to the Holy One. Besides, I have other plans. It's almost nonsense to ask for this square plain yellow silk and the emperor's seal. , not to mention that I have no reason to have any serious disputes with him. Even if he wants to set up a trap to kill me, who only knows how to work in the palace, it will not be of much benefit to him. It’s just that some things have not been done. After thinking about it, I still feel like I still can’t see the chessboard clearly.”
Just now he stood on the city wall and looked into the distance. Zi Fu vaguely saw a stream of fire flashing over the imperial city. He immediately used his magical power to take a closer look, but found nothing. There was an ancient formation protecting the imperial city road, so he stopped for the time being. He recovered his thoughts, shook his head and smiled at the person who asked the question, and added another question intentionally or unintentionally, "When I was young, I also wanted to grow a beard like my brother, but now that I have entered the palace, it is already a wishful thinking. Eight-legged Duke His methods have always been stronger than mine, no wonder he has such a force."
The person who asked the question just nodded and saluted without saying much.
Sure enough, dozens of horses were already prepared outside the city wall. Without using the purple talisman to lure people to look for them, they all mounted their horses and galloped towards the outside of the city. The horses were all extremely powerful. In less than an hour, they were already dozens of miles away from the capital. Inside, we stopped outside a mountain temple. When the horses stopped with grass in their arms, it was dark and the full moon was hanging high.
It has been a long time since the last time Zifu left the capital, let alone came to this temple. When he took this narrow official road, even Zifu can't remember clearly. It seems that it is today His Majesty Xia Song came to the throne not long ago and has yet to show any signs of illness and seek medical advice. Although Zi Fu is already in charge of the palace's inner courtyard, many things are still far from being able to be done with ease. However, every new month, I could leave the capital and go out for a walk to soothe my mind. However, it has been more than a century since I returned to this mountain temple. However, I have almost completely forgotten the original appearance of the mountain temple. There is a lonely moon in the mountain temple, and the strong wind has stopped here. For no reason, I think of riding a horse to the mountains when I was young, but it has never happened again. Instead, every time I leave the capital, I always feel that I am not very comfortable and peaceful.
If the current Holy Emperor had not suffered from a chronic illness, and he was now in the prime of life, it would have been destined for Youdao Mingjun to fulfill his great ambitions. However, ever since he was plagued by a chronic illness, his energy and energy were far less than before. He was trapped by the disease all day long, so the size of the palace was Trivial matters are all pressed behind Zi Fu. At first, it was difficult to find a chance to breathe, but now it seems that the thoughts and heart strings have been stretched for too long, so I always feel uneasy every time I leave the capital. It is clear that both his age and his thoughts are old enough to have children and younger generations around his knees, but now that he is busy and busy, he is vaguely like an ordinary human being. He thinks too much every day and has become accustomed to it. Even his face and expression rarely change. .
If this is the case in the imperial palace, let alone if the vision covers the entire summer pine tree, no one knows how much life it will take.
The shouts of killing came from far to near.
A few hundred steps outside the mountain temple, there are hundreds of horses galloping on the steep slope, their clothes and armor stained with blood. The man in the middle is Fan Yuanyang. At this time, he is being guarded by the surrounding people, galloping along the official road in front of the temple, with hot pursuit behind him. There were hundreds of people, most of them came with swords. The sword energy was silver snake, and the sword light suddenly appeared. Although most of the hundreds of knights were practitioners with high skills, they were still outnumbered and suffered wounds and death. They were attacked by flying swords, gourds, swords, and spears. Mang took off the head, and the body was blown to pieces together with the horse. It blended with the snow and was trampled into red mud by the horse's hooves.
The news of Fan Yuanyang's return to Beijing spread extremely quickly, and there are so many families who want to take his life. Even though the Fan family now has the symbol of being at the top, this move will still attract too many enemies. The Fan family would not be able to send him away Hundreds of masters who are proficient in spiritual practice even used the disciples of the sect on the mountain behind to protect him. Still, such a large number of family members took action to intercept and kill him at the mountain temple outside the capital. Based on the current situation, it was a sure-fire situation.
It was at this time that someone formed a formation out of thin air.
There were probably nearly ten thousand silver threads stretched across the front of the temple. Dozens of people poured their inner energy into them and attacked the family members who were chasing behind them. The silver threads passed by and all the people and horses were shattered. Dozens of people died instantly. The silk stretched and hung in the air, and someone swayed down from the top of the temple. He stepped on the silver screen with one foot, held an orchid in his arms, raised his shoulders, and performed a gentle official ceremony.
"Xia Songzhongguan Bazugong is here to protect Fan Yuanyang on his return to the capital. If there is any obstruction, he will be punished."
Dozens of masters with cultivation levels in the third realm joined forces to set up an array with their inner energy, pouring all their energy into the silver threads, letting the eight-legged masters use their magical powers to cover the sky, cover the clouds and hide the moon, even if there were weapons and treasures in the way, The silver net deployed by the Four Realms and the Thirteen Realms was unstoppable, overwhelming and overwhelming, making it difficult for thousands of troops to overcome. Although someone was handing a move hand in hand, or flying swords or spears were coming, the silver wire swayed slightly, showing no signs of damage.
"The people in Kuimen do their job quite neatly. Based on the Yifa method that Fan Yuanyang handed over, the Xia Song family would like to crush this person to ashes. But now it seems that his momentum is somewhat vain, and the raindrops are not enough. Looking at the people who attacked and killed them, they were very much like people from the mountains. I am afraid that most of them are not minions and lackeys who came out of the family. I have long heard that there are Kuimen masters in the capital who have not been around for countless years. This time I see This is really what happened, it’s so shameless to rely on these meager people and a few experts to break through the thin web of the Eight-legged Master’s destiny.”
Zi Fu never showed up, but watched with great interest from the darkness as he slashed the enemy with silver threads in front of the temple. He almost killed all the people in the scene. The remaining half hesitated and did not dare to come closer. On the contrary, he was very happy and raised his eyebrows. He took a dead wood-like object from his waist and covered his face, "That's all. Since others can't defeat the Eight-Legged Man, let's help him."
After Zifu, whose face was covered by dead wood, and dozens of masters behind him took action, the entire mountain temple shook. The beam was almost broken by Zifu's palm, and earth and rocks flew. Although dozens of people from the three realms worked together to hold up the fine web of spider silk, it still remained Unable to stop the purple talisman, the Eight-Legged Man, even though he had used all his magical power, still managed to take three palms. His face turned purple and he vomited blood several times. When the purple talisman extended his arms, the silver wire broke off and one of his arms was broken. He was unable to get up again.
Before the followers of the Fan family and the soldiers, who had already relaxed and slowed down their horses, had not come to their senses, Fan Yuanyang among them felt as if he had been hit by a wild horse and fell down the official road. His face was covered by the dead wood from his chest to his back. The master's palm hit both of them, and blood splashed nearly a person tall.
This man, who had been thinking about the Yifa for nearly half his life and was an important minister of the Fan family, died without even uttering a word. He was punched through the chest with a single palm by this unknown master and died without resting in peace.
Then the expert with the face covered by the dead wood did not pay attention to the others, but walked straight back to the Eight-legged Male, reached out his hands and twisted the Eight-legged Male's neck. His intention was still not finished, and he extended his palms to transport wind and thunder dozens of times. After smashing the corpse until there was no trace of blood or blood, he clapped his hands, waved his hands in the distance towards the family members who had never hated the Eight-Legged Man under the silver thread, and left in an instant.
In the five-foot realm, the sword energy of the man in brown clothes has dimmed, and it is difficult to lift the sword again. The purple-skinned gourd in his hand turns from purple to white, and his eyes are horrified as he looks at Yunzhong and the red dragon sitting on the eaves leaning against the eaves. It is rare to see fear. .
It was clearly the sword energy passed down by him, but in the end it was used by the red dragon. He gathered several thick sword energy in one place, followed Yun Zhong's sword finger and attacked, and a sword energy destroyed the small half of the imperial city. The entire Five Feet Realm, which consumed an unknown amount of gold and jade spiritual materials, was shaking continuously, a roaring sound appeared, and the sword energy traveled for unknown distances. When the two people in brown and gray clothes came to their senses, the castration did not weaken even a little bit.
"I once heard that there is such a man-eating swordsman in Xia Song, Shang Fang Wen. He has no fixed abode, and he has mountains and water to eat. He especially knows what it means to sell for a price, and he regards himself as a rare god in the world. Weapons are quite interesting." After saying that, Yun Zhong raised his finger and pointed at the man in gray. It was obvious that the sword he just fired had not hurt this man's roots, and his level of cultivation was naturally much higher than that of Shang Fangwen. "The dress of the guy next to me looks familiar. I once killed a Yanshi from Kuimen with Kan Geng fire, but it didn't take much effort. Now I feel itchy and unbearable. The nameless fire is burning brightly. How about the two of you? Let’s go together????????????????? Otherwise it will be said that I bully the four realms, which will be unpleasant if word spreads.”
"My master cares about his reputation. If word spreads that he has lost his master's reputation, he will be scolded when he returns to the mountain."
