On the top of Mount Tai, Mount Tai is deserted in early winter. However, a tall figure suddenly appeared on the top of the Jade Emperor, standing with his hands behind his back, carrying a broken sword on his back, and looking toward the north. It was Gu Changkong, the head of the Wanyan Sect.
At this time, a little light snow had fallen on Mount Tai. The strange thing was that the snowflakes did not fall on Gu Changkong, including his feet. Not to mention snow, there was not even a water stain.
A goshawk glided past the Nantian Gate of Mount Tai, looking for food.
On the climbing steps, a chubby middle-aged man looked up at the goshawk and complained: "I don't know why this cripple Gu chose such a place, but I am exhausted." This man is the leader of the Shenji Sect, Jin Mingxuan.
Soon, Jin Mingxuan climbed to the top of the Jade Emperor step by step.
"Gu Laizi, are you really lame... Did you ask your disciple to carry you up?" Jin Mingxuan asked breathlessly.
Gu Changkong turned around and limped towards Jin Mingxuan. With every step he took, the snow at his feet melted quickly, and streams of water flowed down the mountain.
Jin Mingxuan bent down to support his knees, and quickly waved his hands: "First... let me rest for a while, and stop being so mysterious. Save some energy."
Gu Changkong stopped and said, "Okay." As soon as he finished speaking, snowflakes fell on Gu Changkong's body one by one, and the fantasy scenery just now disappeared.
The two of them stood like this. The wind and snow on the mountain gradually became stronger, and their shoulders and heads were covered with snowflakes.
After standing there for an unknown amount of time, Jin Mingxuan moved and took out a bamboo tube from his arms, which was filled with bamboo slips. Many of the bamboo slips were badly damaged and seemed to be old.
"Okay, let's get started."
Gu Changkong asked: "Is it true that we can't discuss it? Are you, the Shenji Sect, so loyal to that little emperor?"
Jin Mingxuan shook his head and said, "It's not for Your Majesty, but for the common people in the world."
Gu Changkong snorted coldly: "We are here for the common people of the world! What's wrong with keeping the dragon energy forever? The world is different, and ruling by doing nothing is the way!"
Jin Mingxuan shook the bamboo tube and said: "Then it depends on God's will, who will be chosen to decide the direction of the world."
Gu Changkong stood still, the broken sword on his back was unsheathed and hovering over his head, the sword's edge pointed at Jin Mingxuan.
Jin Mingxuan was unmoved, with a relaxed expression, and continued to shake the bamboo tube. The bamboo slips inside were shaken "clattering".
"This hexagram asks about the sky." Jin Mingxuan said loudly and threw the bamboo tube in his hand to the sky. The bamboo tube rotated, but the bamboo slips inside seemed to be fixed and motionless.
At this time, a bamboo slip slipped out of the bamboo tube: "Xia Li Shang Kun, Ming Yi Gua, Zhongxia Lotus, dark and then bright!"
The bamboo slips gradually grew larger, and finally were three feet long. Shining with golden light, they quickly attacked Gu Changkong.
The broken sword above Gu Changkong's head also moved, not much, and slowly moved towards the bamboo slips.
"Buzz buzz"
The bamboo slips trembled rapidly, splitting into two, two into four, and four into eight. In an instant, one bamboo slip turned into countless bamboo slips, each of them more than three feet long, and they shot towards Gu Changkong overwhelmingly.
The broken sword stopped moving forward and stood upright on the ground. It grew in an instant and turned into a giant sword, which was more than ten feet long. The giant sword fell slowly and stood in front of Gu Changkong, blocking all the countless bamboo slips.
The second bamboo slip slipped out of the rotating bamboo tube. Jin Mingxuan looked at the bamboo slip, neither happy nor sad, and quietly read the inscription: "The upper stem and the lower sunda, Jiao Gua, the upper sign, there is wind in the world!"
The second bamboo slip was shot out rapidly, and for a moment, it disappeared. However, the countless bamboo slips that were blocked had a small whirlwind wrapped around the heads, one like this, and thousands of them. Countless bamboo slips were wrapped in countless whirlwinds, with giant swords on their heads.
Gu Changkong slowly took off the scabbard from his back and threw it towards the giant sword.
The scabbard swayed and floated beside the giant sword. It seemed as if a strong suction force was generated inside the scabbard, sucking all the whirlwinds into the scabbard.
The third bamboo slip slipped out of the bamboo tube again. Jin Mingxuan still had the same expression as he read the inscription aloud: "Shang Li Xia Xun, Ding Gua, Zhong..." Before he could finish his words, Gu Changkong suddenly flashed to Jin Mingxuan's side. He whipped his leg and kicked towards the door.
Jin Mingxuan's expression finally changed slightly, and he quickly dodged and looked behind the giant sword. Gu Changkong was still standing behind the giant sword, even the falling snow on his body remained intact. But the Gu Changkong in front of him was attacking more and more urgently, attacking at vital points without any sign of limp. Jin Mingxuan was unable to dodge and was kicked in the face.
Jin Mingxuan was kicked out, rolled a few times on the ground, and lay still.
Gu Changkong finally moved. As soon as he raised his right foot, he stopped on the spot, motionless.
A golden bamboo slip was hovering at the back of his heart.
Jin Mingxuan on the ground disappeared in the blink of an eye, and stood behind Gu Changkong.
"Work on top and bottom, escape from the hexagram, escape from the world and save the world. You lose." Jin Mingxuan said quietly.
"Ha, Dun Gua, this is a sign of fortune." Gu Changkong sneered.
Jin Mingxuan nodded and said: "I know, so what if I sign the lottery? As long as I can stop you, it will be the best for everyone in the world..."
The giant sword kept humming, interrupting Jin Mingxuan's words. Jin Mingxuan looked towards the giant sword and saw that the giant sword suddenly shrank and turned back into the small broken sword. Thousands of bamboo slips blocked by the giant sword lost their resistance and ran rampant, knocking the small broken sword around and falling to the ground.
"Swish swish swish"
Thousands of bamboo slips were shot towards Gu Changkong, but they all passed through Gu Changkong and shot directly towards Jin Mingxuan behind him.
Wan Jian wears the heart.
Jin Mingxuan was penetrated by thousands of bamboo slips, but the expression on his face remained unchanged. He looked calmly at the clone of Gu Changkong who had just kicked him: "What is true and what is false, what is false and what is true?" Obviously, the person who just took action was Gu Changkong. The deity of Changkong.
The fifth bamboo slip slipped out of the bamboo tube. Jin Mingxuan looked up and said with a wry smile: "Under the thunder on the water... Tun Gua, it was difficult at the beginning... Your Majesty, I am... really trying my best..."
Gu Changkong limped over, looked at the bamboo slips and said, "I'm also going to sign..."
It was snowing heavily.
Jin Mingxuan fell in the wind and snow, and the five bamboo slips shot back quickly and got into the bamboo tube. The bamboo tube also stopped rotating and exploded. The broken bamboo tube and the signature inside fell to the ground, and gradually Covered by wind and snow.
At this time, a young man came from the bottom of the mountain. He was dressed very similar to Gu Changkong. He was obviously a disciple of the Wanyan Sect. As soon as he reached the top of the mountain, he knelt down and worshiped on the ground: "Donglu no longer has the dragon spirit, and they have been collected by our sect and the Shenji Sect. "
"Oh, what's the use of collecting dragon energy if they can't bring it back to the capital? By the way, what are the casualties in the battle with the Shenji Faction?" Gu Changkong asked aloud.
"Both our sect and the Shenji sect...don't save one or two out of ten..." the disciple of Wanyan Sect replied bravely.
Gu Changkong shook his head and said quietly: "I am going through this to save the common people..."
There was an eagle cry in the air, and the goshawk just now seemed to have discovered something and swooped down.
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Jingcheng, the palace of Prince Xiang of Chu, is surrounded by swords and soldiers everywhere.
"You have the nerve to come back after destroying 40,000 of my soldiers!"
King Chu Xiang was furious in the hall, but all the civil and military officials remained silent. The difference was that the person who knelt in the hall last time was Tang Yiping, and this time it was Ma Liu.
"One of the four guardian elders from our Beggar Clan died and three were injured." Jiang Rong, the leader of the Beggar Clan, added at the side.
"Father, I heard that the 'little overlord' is dead, and General Ma can be considered a meritorious service." A heroic middle-aged man with a brocade hat and mink fur walked into the meeting hall with his head held high. It was Ge Ci, the son of King Ge Wangong of Chu Xiang. wind.
"Yes, yes, General Ma deserves a lot of credit."
"General Ma's hard work pays off!"
"Thanks to General Ma."
Civil and military officials responded in succession.
When King Chu Xiang saw the visitor, he immediately changed his face. Instead of being furious just now, he smiled and said, "Feng'er is back. How was your hunting harvest today?"
"My son has won another deer today. I am willing to trade the deer with my father for a horse." Ge Cifeng said with a smile.
"Want a horse? Go, my father's horses are all there, pick your own, and ride whichever one you like!" King Chu Xiang was not old enough to have a son, but since he had Ge Cifeng, there were no other wives or concubines. He didn't even have a daughter. Seeing that he was getting older, King Chu Xiang doted on his only son so much that he wished he could pluck all the stars in the sky for him.
Ge Cifeng grabbed Ma Liu and pulled him up. Everyone was amazed. The horse willow is delicious and weighs at least two hundred pounds. Ge Cifeng's movements are so fast that the horse willow has no time to react. The man weighing more than 200 kilograms was actually pulled up by Ge Cifeng's hand like a child. His strength was amazing.
"Okay! My son is born with supernatural powers! I think he is simply the little overlord of Chu Xiang!" Ge Wangong took the lead in applauding.
Ge Cifeng shook his head: "Father, personal bravery is useless. Let's give up the title of Little Overlord to that Nanhuai Li Yaoyang. We should discuss more serious matters. Is there any reaction from the court?"
"Hui Shizi, there is no response from the imperial court. I heard from the defeated soldiers who fled back that the imperial court led a large army to surround the Nanhuai Army after our army was defeated, and then retreated again for unknown reasons." Ma Liu replied from the side.
"Father, be careful." Ge Cifeng gave Ge Wangong a meaningful look.
"Little... what are you being careful about?" Ge Wangong, a monk two feet tall, was confused.
Ge Cifeng sighed, there was nothing he could do about his father, whose ambition was greater than his IQ.
"The next step to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight is to add insult to injury. Chu Xiang suffered a disastrous defeat in this battle, but the imperial court attacked Nanhuai first. Isn't it strange? Of course, it could also be the capital of the old and small Nanhuai kings. It’s gone, no one is in charge, so it’s natural to pick the weak one, but for our Chu Xiang, there is no movement at all.” Ge Cifeng explained.
Ge Wangong thought for a while, but couldn't think of a result, so he simply asked directly: "Feng'er, in your opinion, what does this mean?"
"The imperial court is afraid of alerting the enemy, which means it is already on guard against us." Ge Cifeng said.
Ge Wangong slapped his thigh: "What did I think it was? I thought the opposite a long time ago. Just be careful if he is on guard!"
Ge Cifeng said: "You can't resist yet! You have to be patient a little longer. I heard that there are some situations in Donglu recently, so I have to take advantage of Donglu to attract the court's attention..."
"Okay, Feng'er is right!" Ge Wangong said directly without thinking.
"Father, without further ado, let's send this year's annual tribute now. There are a lot of robbers on the road and it has been delayed for some time." Ge Cifeng urged.
Ge Wangong was stunned: "It's almost winter..."
"You still have to make gestures, Gang Leader Jiang, please lend some Beggar Clan disciples to use..." Ge Cifeng turned to Jiang Rong.
When Jiang Rong saw Ge Cifeng talking to him, he quickly sat up straighter. He dared to contradict King Chu Xiang. For some reason, even he was a little scared of the Crown Prince of Chu Xiang.
"What do you want the disciples of the Beggar Clan to do?" Jiang Rong was a little confused.
"There are a lot of robbers, so naturally we have to let the court see the robbers..." Ge Cifeng said with a gentle smile.
