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Beijing.
In March, flower petals are flying in Chang'an, and the rain falls like Jiangnan.
Outside Changle Palace, after the morning court, the inner main gate opened, and a golden nan carriage pulled by four sweaty horses slowly drove out. It only followed the wall of Changle Palace and walked around half an alley before arriving at a rather majestic palace. In front of the mansion, there is a rhinoceros horn red sandalwood plaque on the vermilion gate, which reads "Linghou Jue's Mansion" in four square characters.
The most important thing is that in the upper left corner of the plaque, there is a gold seal engraved with eight ancient dragon inscriptions: "Ordered by heaven, you will live forever".
Longwen is the emperor's writing created by the emperor of the Han Dynasty 5,400 years ago, adhering to the spirit of the true dragon, and deducing it. This is absolutely not allowed to be copied among the people. Once discovered, it will be a serious crime to kill the whole family and kill the nine tribes.
At this time, some street residents passing by looked at the extremely noble golden nan carriage and the rhinoceros horn red sandalwood plaque, and had to sigh, the grandness of the holy family of Lord Lingtong Ling of the Qiankun Arsenal, looking at the entire Chang'an City , the number of people who can imprint the national seal on the plaque of a mansion is no more than one palm.
The carriage entered the house, and a middle-aged man who was very tall, but not burly, and looked quite square got out of the carriage.
This middle-aged man has a fair face and no beard, but has very thick eyebrows. He is wearing a green shirt. Apparently, he did not wear court clothes before attending the court earlier. He walked into the Golden Palace in casual clothes.
The servants all around were not squinting, they were silent, and they were doing their work quietly. The rules in the Marquis's Mansion were very strict. If you made any mistake, you would be punished, ranging from punishment with a stick to death with a stick.
But they also have infinite awe in their hearts. As the current master of Qiankun's arsenal, the master is a first-class official in the dynasty. The Marquis with a different surname, no matter which identity he takes out, is already at its peak. The three identities are combined into one, coupled with the martial arts cultivation of a top master. Looking at the entire Han Dynasty, few have the same level of authority.
After half a stick of incense, enter the main hall.
The master of the Qiankun Arsenal sat down on a large purple pear wood chair, and a servant lit the Jingshen Incense. An old man who looked like a housekeeper, wearing a light gray cloth robe, walked in, bowed first, and then said in a leisurely manner: "Master, there is news that someone has entered Beijing. That person has already entered the territory of Jianghuai Road, and there is Daming Temple in Yangzhou. , it seems that it can’t be stopped.”
"Oh, that person's past couldn't be stopped," Lord Ling's eyes moved. He tapped his finger on the armrest and said, "Old monk Xu Ming's "The Body of the Third Ming King" has entered the state of transformation. The ten thunder tribulations have passed through the ninth. Only the last thunder tribulation and the purification of the true fire of the sun are left to achieve it. Pure Yang Yuanshen has entered the top ranks, but this last tenth level of three-life calamity is no small matter. The old monk wants to take advantage of the situation to kill it. In this way, there is no need to intervene anymore. He can stop it, but he can't. It’s easy to ask God but hard to send him away.”
The old housekeeper heard this. After a moment's hesitation, he said again: "After the master went to court this morning, Dongchang Jinyiwei came to the house and handed over a document of incrimination. It was written by one of the three ministers in the cabinet, Mr. Bing, the imperial censor. His petition I accuse you of abusing your private power, forming cliques for personal gain, suppressing dissidents, and falsely accusing loyal ministers. I request Dongchang to conduct a thorough investigation and reduce officials and titles."
The Han Dynasty established the Three Gongs. One of the three Gongs, the Yushi Dafu, was in charge of the memorials for all ministers, issued edicts to the emperor of the Han Dynasty, and had the power to supervise all officials. The Qingzhu Zhang was a kind of document written to sue the lawless ministers. The so-called memorials are too numerous to write down, which shows how strict they are.
Snapped!
The purple pear wood armrest, which was worth a lot of money, was shattered by a palm. Lord Lingtong snorted coldly and said: "A group of rotten Confucians, relying on force, want to only respect Confucianism. I will go to court tomorrow, and I will also participate in one." This, the three princes have been controlling the cabinet and government affairs for a long time, it’s time to change it!”
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Jianghuai Road, Hailing Prefecture.
In April, it rains heavily during the Qingming Festival.
Tai County, Qintong Town.
In a thousand-year-old town, the old streets are filled with wet stones. At this time, a dusty carriage passed by the archway that has stood for hundreds of years.
Magpie Lakeside.
Su Qinian pulled the reins, put down the whip, and looked at the clear lake in front of him. Magpies were holding branches and wandering on the lake. They were shuttled in the rain during the Qingming Festival. The rain hit his clothes and clung to his body, which was a little cool and a little cold.
I still remember my childhood years, when my father Su Wangsheng was not yet a high school scholar, and I and my eldest brother Su Qiming spent several years of worry-free playtime by the Magpie Lake.
Suddenly, Su Qinian looked at the clear lake water more than ten feet away and said calmly: "Follow me all the way, it's time for you to show up."
boom!
The mud at the bottom of the lake exploded, and the water splashed three feet high. A blood shadow rushed out like a ghost, and a very thin blood-colored sword set off a shower of blood. It seemed that the entire sky turned into blood at this time.
Jiuyou’s fifth kill!
This is a master. Although he has not yet penetrated all the twelve formal meridians after being sensed by Su Qinian's mental power, his inner qi is so powerful that it is definitely not inferior to ordinary third-rate masters who are hungry tigers jumping into the stream. Therefore, It can be seen that this person has laid a very deep foundation in the foundation building skills, which is probably comparable to the eighth level of "Turtle and Snake Skills".
However, before Su Qinian could take action, a Vajra Eyebrow-leveling Staff was cast in black gold, turning from virtual to solid, becoming translucent, and was swung down in the air.
It was a monk's robe that was worn like ink. It was a young monk with unruly and cold eyes. He was the descendant of "The Body of the Third Ming King" from the Daming Temple in Yangzhou.
At this moment, the young monk stepped on the dark bodhi leaves. Behind him, the dark shadow of King Ming was rising and falling, like the Buddha and gods who had fallen into the Nine Netherworld River. The black and gold eyebrow-length stick smashed the air, revealing a vacuum world of more than ten feet in a square.
clang!
When a stick fell, it sounded like gold and iron, tiny wrinkles formed in the vacuum, and strong winds roared like ocean waves, sweeping in all directions.
puff!
The Nine Nether Five Killers that rushed out from the bottom of the lake spurted blood and flew out like lint. Before they hit the ground, they exploded in the air and turned into powder.
Su Qinian frowned and said, "Why?"
The young successor of "The Body of the Third Ming King" sneered, his eyes were unruly and sinister: "The young monk said that you are the prey of the young monk, so no one can get involved."
Buzz!
The green iron sword resounded, and Su Qinian stood by the lake. Chaos energy began to flow all over his body, Hunyuan energy and blood surged, and the invisible field forced him to push the carriage thirty feet away.
boom!
The next moment, Su Qinian took action directly. The long sword was directed towards him with a sharp edge, as if the world was inverted like a furnace. In the light of the sword, the dragon turtle roared, and the sword roared like a dragon.
This move was the fifth blow to end his life.
clang!
The black-gold eyebrow-leveling stick was swung, the young monk in black's eyes became hot, and the shadow of the dark green king behind him also let out a silent roar.
A vacuum spread out, and a huge wave of more than ten feet high was set off on the Magpie Lake. Fish and shrimps jumped wildly.
Su Qinian stepped back and said in a deep voice: "You have understood the second twelve canons."
The young monk in black robe also sneered: "The true meaning of your sword skills is more perfect and concise, but it is really disgusting."
"Wherever the light shrouds, all evil will naturally retreat."
Su Qinian said calmly: "The Daming Temple is also a holy place for Buddhism. It is really a great irony that a depraved disciple of the evil Buddha like you has appeared."
"The old monk said that he wanted to transcend me, but unfortunately he couldn't do it, so I was born," the disciple of the evil Buddha said coldly, "As long as I am transcended, there is no point in distinguishing good from evil. There is no eternal light in the world, and the power to suppress it. Everything, when darkness covers the earth, darkness becomes light!”
"With an evil heart, how can you understand the brilliance of life!"
Su Qi pointed his long sword in the distance, and the true meaning of the "Life-Ending Knife" boiled over. It is said to surrender life in accordance with nature, suppress evil and promote good. When he fought with this evil monk, the true meaning of his "Life-Ending Knife" became more and more condensed, and many insights came to his mind. It was almost only slightly inferior to the previous fight with Monk Kongpu from Ganlu Temple.
call!
After a moment, the two of them moved together, the black gold eyebrow-leveling stick collided with the green iron long knife, the "Life-breaking Knife" and "The Body of the Prince of the Third Ming Dynasty" collided with each other, their true meanings were crushed, and the place where the two met was like a frying pan pouring oil. Boiling water, churning endlessly.
Su Qinian took out the sword, and the sword was dead for the fifth time. He stepped on the "Suppressing Dragon Stake" and absorbed the rich and abundant life energy under the earth of this thousand-year-old ancient town, and the rotation of heaven and earth.
The disciples of the evil Buddha in black monk robes are constantly borrowing troops. The three Buddhist soldiers with bowls, pestles, and sticks are constantly changing, and their moves are unpredictable. They may be strange, fierce, or sharp and powerful. "The Body of the Third Ming King" not only creates the third Ming King, but also the eternal one. The immovable Vajra body is also a great attack technique and a peerless move.
This battle lasted half a stick of incense in the blink of an eye. In just half a stick of incense, the two of them exchanged ninety-nine and eighty-one moves. One had strong Hunyuan Qi and blood, and the other had only penetrated two of the twelve main meridians. , but the inner family's true energy is deep, and it also absorbs the original energy of heaven and earth deep in the void, which is extremely long-lasting.
clang! clang! clang!
The sound of weapons clashing was endless, and the vacuum continued to spread as the two of them fought. Magpie Lake seemed to explode. Unexpectedly, tens of thousands of fish and shrimps were stunned and killed in half a stick of incense. Full of corpses.
Move 82!
The disciples of the evil Buddha roared and borrowed troops again. This time, the ones they borrowed were not the previous three Buddhist weapons, but the fourth Buddhist weapon held by the shadow of Dark Blue Ming King, a black gold Ming King Wheel.
He turned the Mingwang wheel. This Mingwang weapon only had six gears. As soon as it turned, it seemed to open the six paths of reincarnation in the ancient legend, revealing a deep and dark entrance, which led to the land of reincarnation under the Nine Netherworld. .
Six reincarnations, harvesting life, the Ming King Wheel rotates, and wherever it passes, fine wrinkles appear in the vacuum.
Su Qinian's gaze became more solemn than ever before. He had been hiding and suppressing it for a long time. This young evil Buddha disciple finally used his skills to press the bottom of the box. In front of his eyes, the door of the Six Paths of Reincarnation opened, which was the gateway to the Nine Netherlands.
Taking a deep breath and exhaling it, Su Qinian held the knife in both hands. He seemed to have returned to the first day of practicing "The Life-Ending Knife", at the top of Qingyang Peak. He swung the knife facing the sun with a serious look. (Please give me a monthly pass. Everyone, please come to Qidian.com to support genuine subscriptions. Well, there is a monthly pass red envelope in the lower right corner of the chapter that I haven’t received yet. It’s for the 26th.) (To be continued.)
