In a room on Xuantian Mountain, a man in rich attire was pacing around the room, seeming to be worried about something.
"When will your manager come?" the man in brocade asked the little Taoist boy on the side.
This little Taoist boy was dedicated to serving him, and he knew that the man had a good status, so he said solemnly: "Report to your highness, this disciple really doesn't know."
The man picked up the tea cup at hand and threw it towards the little Taoist boy, hitting him on the head. Immediately, the teacup shattered, tea splashed everywhere, and a trail of blood flowed from the Taoist boy's forehead, mixing with the tea and dripping to the ground.
Fortunately, the tea has been sitting for a long time and is no longer so hot. Otherwise, this little Taoist boy would obviously be even more miserable.
But even so, the little Taoist boy still didn't show any anger at all, because he was just an ordinary disciple with the lowest status in Xuantian Sect, and his status was very different from the person in front of him. Once you offend the person in front of you, not only will the sect not stand up for him, but you will also suffer extremely severe punishment!
Regarding this matter, Xiao Daotong didn't think there was anything wrong. It was just because of his low status. Who could he blame?
However, there was still a trace of dissatisfaction flashing through his slightly lowered eyes. This subtle expression was successfully captured by the man in brocade clothes, and then he turned around and said fiercely: "You still dare to disobey?"
Just when he was about to continue taking action, a voice came from outside the door: "What kind of status is Your Highness, why are you angry with a disciple? It's not worth getting angry!"
As he spoke, a man stepped forward. The man in brocade narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at him and said, "Elder Xuanjin, are you finally willing to give up?"
Xuan Jin smiled and said, "What did your Highness say?"
The man in brocade sneered and continued: "After your ancestors forcibly kidnapped me that day, I never saw me again. In addition, you elders didn't see any of them. You arrange for these low-level disciples every day. What do you mean by trying to deal with me?"
Xuan Jin first said to the disciple, "You go down first!"
"Yes!" After the disciple bowed his hands and saluted, he gradually exited the door.
Seeing the figure disappear, Xuan Jin continued: "Your Highness, if the ancestor hadn't taken action that day, I'm afraid you would have stayed in Chang'an forever!"
These words are not alarmist. Based on the situation at that time, the conspiracy of the prince's side has been exposed, and with the emergence of the academy, there is no possibility of a comeback. The only thing left to greet him is death!
The prince's eyes were changing, but he finally turned to look at Xuan Jin, and then sneered: "How can the current situation be better? Just living in an ignoble way? I know my father's character, he will not let me go!"
Xuan Jin said: "But he can't come up to Xuantian Mountain for the time being, and he doesn't dare to come up, right?"
These words are extremely absurd, but if you think about it carefully, it makes sense. After all, the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty is not a knight-errant who can "get angry", but a king of the country. This status not only achieves him, but also restrains him. !
The prince remained silent, seeming to agree with this statement. Then, he continued: "Continuing like this is not an option after all. Once my power is completely cut off, there will be no possibility of a comeback!"
The prince's party in Chang'an City has been basically eliminated. After all, Emperor Tang couldn't get rid of the sand in his eyes. However, the prince's management over the years has led to more forces within the country. Once they are gathered together, they can still play a big role!
Xuan Jin pondered for a moment and said: "Your Highness, don't worry, although the ancestor has gone into seclusion, the sect has already taken care of it, so please wait patiently."
Although the prince was anxious, he also understood that this matter did not depend on his own will, so he could only suppress the restlessness in his heart.
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Since the An Daoquan incident was resolved, Lin Yan has returned to daily life in the military camp. Although he instinctively felt that things about the "Pthon Cult" were not as simple as they seemed on the surface, there must be unimaginable shadows behind them.
However, it is not his turn to worry about this matter for the time being. After all, from the perspective of Tang State, it is impossible to allow these people to continue to run rampant within the country's borders!
Through this battle between life and death, Lin Yan also figured out some ways to regain his strength. Therefore, when he had nothing to do, he went out to the camp alone to conduct some dangerous training in order to inspire himself again. The power comes.
Originally, these officers were not allowed to leave the camp without permission, but for some reason, since the battle in Cangzhou Prefecture, the barbarians seemed to have disappeared, and they had not come to harass them for a long time, which made the border a little looser.
Moreover, Lin Yan is now the captain of the cavalry, not an ordinary soldier, so if he leaves the camp secretly, it will be difficult for anyone to discover him.
On the one hand, the training away from the camp was because Lin Yan had too many secrets. There were many people in the military camp, and it was inevitable that someone with an intention would discover some clues.
On the other hand, it's because his training methods are really crazy, even shocking! For example, pulling a huge boulder and running wildly, such as jumping in front of a cliff. Anyway, it is so dangerous and it is scary to watch!
It's not that he wanted to commit suicide, but he intended to use this extreme method to find the feeling of regaining his strength again. Unfortunately, the effect was not good!
However, Lin Yan was not discouraged and was still carrying out his crazy training...
On this day, Lin Yan was still running wildly pulling a boulder in an inaccessible place outside. After running out of breath and sweating profusely, he stopped to rest.
Suddenly, Lin Yan's ears moved, and he noticed that there seemed to be the sound of fighting not far away. Immediately, Lin Yan's body tensed up, and he listened carefully, finding that the sound of fighting was getting closer and closer to him.
Lin Yan's mind moved, and after hesitating for a moment, he decided to go and observe. After all, this is the border, so we still need to pay attention to some uncertain factors.
After he breathed out, he calmed down his restless breath, then started to run his technique, stepped forward, and quickly headed towards the place where the sound came from.
Approaching the battlefield, Lin Yan stopped and quickly hid behind a boulder, then stretched out his head to look at where the sound of fighting came from.
There were three people fighting in the field, one holding a gun and the other holding a sword. The two were attacking a hunchbacked man wrapped in a black robe.
Lin Yan felt that their realm should be similar to that of An Daoquan, and they were considered good masters!
Originally, two versus one should be a relatively easy matter, but the reality is that it is difficult to defeat for a long time. The reason was that from time to time, black mist flew out of the hands of the hunchbacked man and several silver needles were thrown out, which made the two people who besieged him extremely afraid!
"A master of poison?" Lin Yan said to himself.
He would also use poison in some of his daily methods, but that was just an auxiliary method for "organism" and he was not proficient in it.
But the hunchbacked man in front of him was different. According to Lin Yan's observation, this man was obviously practicing poisonous arts, and he was very accomplished. Poisonous gas was swaying with every move he made. Lin Yan guessed that this man's vitality might also be highly poisonous. , no wonder those two people are so afraid!
The man holding the golden gun jumped, and then stabbed the hunchbacked man like an angry dragon, shouting: "Where to escape? Look at the gun!"
Although the hunchbacked man seemed to have difficulty moving, he was surprisingly very flexible. He stepped on his feet and twisted his body into a strange posture to avoid the attack of the man with the golden gun, and then threw a black mist at the opponent's face.
"I'll go, you're playing dirty tricks!" The man with the golden gun exclaimed, and then hurriedly retreated to avoid it. He knew how powerful this poisonous mist was, and he would never dare to let it contaminate him.
At this moment, a silver sword suddenly appeared and stabbed the hunchbacked man in the back of the heart from a tricky angle. It had obviously been charging for a long time.
The hunchbacked man panicked, rolled on the spot, and narrowly escaped this fatal blow. However, his waist was still scratched by the sword blade, and blood flowed gurglingly.
The man with the golden gun frowned when he saw this and said: "Guo Toad, I want to capture this thief on my own, I don't need your help!"
The sword-wielding man known as Guo Toad glanced at him lightly, and then said: "You? You can't beat him!"
The man with the golden gun was at a loss for words. In terms of realm, they were almost the same, and he was even slightly higher than the hunchbacked man. However, the opponent's poisonous skills are quite difficult, which is why they have been unable to attack for a long time.
"Although the situation is like this, can you not say it so bluntly! Don't I want to lose face?" The man with the golden gun looked at Guo Toad with an unkind look in his eyes. If it weren't for the fact that there was such a troublesome person in front of him at this time, Enemies, he all wants to have a fight with this guy, he speaks so bluntly and infuriatingly!
The man holding the sword didn't seem to feel that there was anything wrong with what he just said, and continued: "Monk, attack with all your strength and fight quickly!"
The man with the golden gun is not a real monk, but his name is Monk Chen. I don’t know what his parents thought at first. With such a name, could he be a Buddhist?
Although Monk Chen was unhappy, he also knew that continuing to delay would be detrimental to them. It took a lot of effort to force this guy into such a situation. If he were to run away, the gain would outweigh the loss! After all, this place is not far from Nanman!
He picked up the golden gun in his hand and said, "Okay! Kill him together!"
The hunchbacked man's eyes were cold when he heard this, and a strange smile appeared on his gloomy face, and he said: "Want to kill me? Dreaming!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his body suddenly shook, and then thick black mist emitted from his body, and instantly his whole body was shrouded in darkness.
The faces of the two people changed, because the black mist was extremely dangerous and poisonous. If it was accidentally inhaled, even they might not be able to escape their misfortune!
Immediately, the two of them stopped hesitating and began to activate their skills with all their strength. With their vitality surging, they displayed their strongest moves.
"A fierce battle with three thousand formations with golden spears!"
"Silver Sword Frost Frost Fourteen States!"
Monk Chen and Guo Toad shouted at the same time. At the same time, the domineering gun shadow and sharp sword energy emerged, and then collided with the black mist of the hunchbacked man.
Lin Yan, who was hiding behind the stone, was not focused on the fierce collision at this time, but listening to the names of the moves shouted by the two. He looked strange and thought to himself: "Are all warriors today so good?"
