After a long time, Zhao Ying, the king of Han Dynasty, said: "Doctor Qin, it is true that the manpower is not available at this time. How about this? I promise you fifty guards to go and treat the people..."
Master Kunyang quickly advised: "Your Majesty, no, these fifty people..."
In fact, the influence of fifty people on the dragon fight is almost negligible. At this time, Kunyang Zhenren was completely competing with He Ping'an for his position in the heart of Han Wang Zhao Ying.
"No need to say more, Master Kunyang. Doctor Qin must have his reasons. Besides, fifty people can't affect the overall situation!"
The king of Han, Zhao Ying, was categorical and interrupted Master Kunyang's words.
"In that case, I will go now!"
He Pingan nodded, turned around, and left with fifty guards.
"I'll let you go too!"
Duguhong, the elder of the Wushuang Sword Sect who had been standing silently, suddenly walked out and followed He Pingan's back.
He Pingan nodded and said nothing. This Duguhong seemed indifferent, but in fact he was cold-faced and warm-hearted, but he was a trustworthy person.
...
At the same time, a confidant in Prince Jing's palace also proposed to rescue the people, but was sternly rejected by Prince Jing.
Even in the end, King Jing saw that he was unlucky and kicked him out of the meeting hall.
...
At midnight, the wind roared.
The people of Xuanyang had already received the news. They all closed their doors and no one went out.
A dark golden thunder pierced the sky and appeared above Xuanyang City.
Powerful coercion suddenly swept out from the bodies of the three crazy Taoists, and the entire Xuanyang City monks immediately felt this aura.
"Greetings to the Dragon-riding Martial Saint!"
The King of Han, King Jing and three cabinet ministers jumped out of the palace and bowed their heads.
"No gift!"
He Ping'an waved his hand, and his magic power surged out, rolling up several people from the ground.
"I have no intention of meddling in state affairs, but in order to avoid the loss of life, I have established three rules for fighting for the dragon!"
"Article 1, all fights must be limited to Xuanyang City."
After the words fell, the city defense formation lit up with array lights, immediately confining the entire Xuanyang City within it. At the same time, the air control restriction was activated, and all monks were unable to use air control flight.
"Article 2: The winner must be determined within six hours!"
After the words fell, a huge dark gold hourglass appeared out of thin air above Xuanyang City. As time passed, the dark gold light spots on the top of the dark gold hourglass began to slowly fall.
"Article 3: Do not intrude or harm the common people. Otherwise, you will be disqualified from competing for the dragon!"
"Do you understand?"
He Pingan's voice was like thunder, which instantly spread throughout Xuanyang City.
"clear!"
King Han and King Jing quickly nodded in agreement.
"Okay, at the quarter of the hour, the battle for the dragon begins. Whoever steps into the imperial city first and pulls down the yellow flag of Daxuanming from the tower of the imperial city will be the Lord of Daxuan!"
"yes!"
"Wait a minute..."
Just when King Han and King Jing were about to take the order and leave, dozens of officials wearing Daxuan official uniforms walked out of the Xuanyang Inspectorate. In addition to some officials, there were also some young Confucian scholars.
As soon as Zuodu Yushi, the leader of the Inspectorate, stepped out of the Inspectorate, he knelt down on the ground, his face was sad, and he wailed loudly: "Martial Saint, this is not in line with etiquette!"
"King Jing Zhao Zhi, as he is long and direct, he should be the emperor. There is no dispute and there is no need to fight for the throne!"
"Yes, King Jing is the fourth prince, and King Han is the eighth prince. They are the only two princes left today. King Jing is the eldest, there is no dispute..."
"There has never been such a precedent in Daxuan."
"Without the late emperor's edict, this cannot be done..."
.....
Many scholars who followed him out also expressed their support.
One of them is quite familiar, it is Liu Ding, the head of the Pharmacy Refining Department.
Before He Ping'an could say anything, King Jing Zhao Zhi walked out first and angrily said: "Asshole, the Dragon Riding Martial Saint serves the country and the people. Since the rules of dragon fighting are set, there must be a reason. How can I allow you to talk nonsense. "
"Why don't you retreat quickly!"
Unfortunately, as he spoke, his nervousness revealed his true thoughts.
"hehe......"
He Ping'an sneered. He had already known about the situation of King Jing Zhaozhi. The censor of Zuodu, the Inspectorate, had always been subordinate to him.
These were just some small moves made by King Jing Zhao Zhi who were dissatisfied with his arrangements. He had already expected them.
If they were just opportunistic people such as Zuodu Yushi, He Ping'an could just kill them directly.
But among them, there are also some tough-minded literati.
For example, when Donghai welcomed his bride, Sun Shilun, the governor of Jiangzhou, Lu Changjie of Jizhou and others had risked their lives to beg Emperor Jiaming to take back their orders.
These people are all Daxuan literati with steel bones, although they appear to be a bit pedantic and do not know how to adapt.
But it is precisely because of the spiritual existence of this group of people that the human race has stood up.
The Daxuan human race has been able to stand firm under the watchful eyes of many demon clans around it.
If the people of Daxuan are all afraid of power, bullying the weak and afraid of the strong, then the human race will have no hope in the future.
This was exactly the good plan of King Jing Zhao Zhi. He just wanted to use these people to make himself a target.
Of course, he could directly push this matter forward, and he could even directly choose a new emperor, but doing so would lead to endless troubles.
Sure enough, the censor of Zuodu was scolded by King Jing Zhao Zhi, and he burst into tears: "Your Highness King Jing, if this is an old minister who disobeys the order, there is no such precedent even in the entire Daxuan Dynasty of Shangshuo."
"Dragon-riding Martial Saint, please take back your order. As for the Daxuan Emperor, naturally there will be three great bachelors, the Sect Mansion, and the Ministry of Rites to proceed as usual."
"Pindao understands what he said. The implication of Zuodu Yushi's words is that there is no need for an outsider like Pindao to intervene in the replacement of the Daxuan Emperor. It's best to stay wherever it's cool!"
He Ping'an sneered and looked down at King Jing Zhao Zhi and Yushi Zuodu from a high position.
The two of them were swept by He Pingan's eyes, and they suddenly felt a chill. However, now that they were riding a tiger, it was difficult to get off, so Zuodu Yushi had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "Unless there is an edict from the late emperor, this matter is not in line with etiquette!"
Emperor Jiaming and Qilongwu Sheng were incompatible, and they were certain that He Ping'an could not have Emperor Jiaming's edict.
"Haha, Pindao does not have any edicts from Emperor Jiaming, but there is another person whose will should be more effective than the so-called edicts from the late emperor."
He Ping'an paused, looked around, and shouted: "Where are Zhao Zhong, King of the Tang Dynasty, and Zhuo Yungui, Minister of Rites?"
The sound was like rolling thunder, ringing in everyone's ears.
King Jing Zhao Zhi and Yushi Zuodu looked at each other in confusion. Upon hearing this, they suddenly felt something bad in their hearts.
Tang Wang Zhao Zhong was not only the commander of the Changsheng Palace, but also the Zongling of the Zongren Mansion, in charge of the internal affairs of the royal family.
As for Zhuo Yungui, the Minister of Rites, let alone the replacement of the emperor, the Ministry of Rites has no choice but to shoulder the responsibility.
As the voice fell, Tang Wang Zhao Zhong and Minister of Rites Zhuo Yungui immediately stepped out and bowed to He Ping'an in mid-air: "I have seen the Dragon-riding Martial Saint."
He Ping'an said calmly: "No need to be polite, take out that person's will and show it to everyone present to take a closer look."
"yes!"
The two of them took the order, took out a green sword talisman from their arms, injected their mana into it, and the green sword talisman suddenly turned into a clear sword light, suspended in mid-air.
The sharp sword intention came out from the sword talisman and gradually turned into a line of cyan text.
"The intention of the Dragon Riding Martial Saint is my intention!"
"This is a token of our ancestors..."
Han Wang Zhao Zhi looked excited and immediately recognized this unique sword talisman.
"Da Xuan Sword Immortal..."
The expressions of the three cabinet bachelors also changed when they saw this sword talisman.
This sword talisman is unique and easy to recognize. It is the token of the Daxuan Sword Immortal.
Before Emperor Jiaming established the Palace of Eternal Life, this sword talisman occasionally appeared in Daxuan. Every time it appeared, it would change the direction of many major events in Daxuan.
But since the Eternal Life Palace was established, this sword talisman rarely appeared. In the end, it even disappeared.
Unexpectedly, after more than ten years, this sword talisman appeared again.
"This is?"
King Jing Zhao Zhi and Yushi Zuodu also recognized the sword talisman, and their expressions suddenly changed.
Unexpectedly, the reclusive Daxuan Sword Immortal would also intervene in this matter.
At the thought of this, the two of them trembled all over, and cold sweat broke out from their backs unconsciously.
If it were just a Dragon Riding Martial Saint, they could still use this person as a non-royal person to trick the Confucian scholars into objecting.
But this Daxuan Sword Immortal was the ancestor of the royal family, so what he said naturally had an unusual meaning.
"Since it is Daxuan Sword Immortal's will, then there are etiquette to follow!"
...
Sure enough, when they saw it was a token of the Daxuan Sword Immortal, Jiangzhou Governor Sun Shilun, Jizhou Lu Changjie and many other officials and scholars started talking about it. In their words, they no longer had any opinions on the rules of fighting for the dragon.
"Wait, do you still have any objections?"
He Ping'an's cold voice fell, seemingly speaking to Zuodu Yushi, but in fact, he looked sharply at King Jing Zhao Zhi.
Zuodu Yushi quickly knelt down and said: "Since it is the will of Daxuan Sword Immortal, I have no objections."
"I have no objection..."
Many officials and scholars behind him also replied one after another, expressing their agreement with the rules of fighting for the dragon.
"The battle for the dragon begins!"
He Pingan waved his sleeves and robe and flew up.
In fact, his original intention was to let Han Li come forward to preside over the Dragon Fight.
But Han Li refused to show up, and only wanted to use sword talismans to send messages...
...
Not long after, two men and horses, like long dragons, could be seen rushing out from the royal palaces on both sides and heading towards the imperial city.
At the same time, the secrets that the two sides had previously arranged, as well as the masters who had been arranged near the other side's palace, no longer hid, and each showed their magical powers and became a stumbling block in the other side's way.
"Gu Guard, are we all here?"
Han Wang Zhao Ying asked.
"Report to His Highness the King of Han, Doctor Qin, has not returned yet..."
Gu Yuanjun ordered all the troops, but found that Dr. Qin was the only one missing.
The fifty guards had already returned to the palace under the leadership of Duguhong half an hour ago.
"Send someone to look for it quickly!"
The king of Han, Zhao Ying, was very anxious and ordered quickly.
"Your Majesty, this is already a critical moment. We cannot wait any longer, otherwise we will lose the opportunity and there will be no chance again."
Master Kunyang repeatedly advised him that he really couldn't figure out why Han King Zhao Ying was still so concerned about the Qin doctor at this time.
"Gu Guard, send someone to notify Doctor Qin to meet at the gate of the imperial city!"
Zhao Ying, the king of Han Dynasty, gave urgent instructions, then mounted his dragon-scale horse, took his three thousand guards, and a group of capable people and strangers, and rushed towards the imperial city.
Just as he stepped out of the gate, Zhao Ying suddenly felt the hairs all over his body stand on end. Without any time to think, he slapped the dragon scale horse's back with his palm, and with the force of the counter-shock, he jumped up from the horse's back.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh..."
As soon as he got off the horse, nine cold arrows shot from a distance with a shrill sound of breaking through the air. In an instant, they covered a distance of a hundred feet.
"hiss......."
The dragon-scaled horse let out a cry and was directly shot through by the first three cold arrows. Even the thick armor on the horse's back could not stop the attacks of the three cold arrows. Three streams of blood suddenly spurted out.
"boom!"
After the three cold arrows penetrated the dragon-scaled horse, with no remaining energy left, they shot on the bluestone ground, making a deafening roar. A large pit three feet deep suddenly appeared on the solid ground.
Then six arrows were lost, as if they had already predicted the direction of King Han's dodge. From the very beginning, they were shot towards King Han leaping in the air, pointing at his head and heart respectively.
At this time, Han Wang Zhao Ying was in the air, unable to escape, and was about to be shot through by six arrows.
"Nine-star magic-breaking arrow!"
Gu Yuanjun let out an exclamation, and the long sword on his waist was automatically unsheathed under the urging of the true energy. Then his figure flashed and appeared next to Han Wang Zhao Ying, and "swish, swish, swish" the three swords were slashed out.
At the last moment, he cut off three cold arrows aimed at the King of Han's head.
The nine-star demon-breaking arrow is based on the Mo family's magic-breaking arrow and adds the power of the magic circle of the bow. Even the body-protecting essence of a third-level monk can be broken by the magic-breaking arrow.
However, such a powerful bow also requires relatively high levels of cultivation. Only a third-level martial arts monk can pull such a powerful bow.
"Holy lord, be careful, I'm here to save you!"
Master Kunyang's eyes lit up. This was a great opportunity to save people. As long as he rescued Zhao Ying, the King of Han, his status in the eyes of the King of Han would immediately undergo earth-shaking changes.
He shouted loudly, and his mana surged out, turning into a big blue hand and grabbing the remaining three magic-breaking arrows.
"Stab it!"
However, it was too late at this time. Master Kunyang stretched out his magic hand, but only caught two magic-breaking arrows. The last magic-breaking arrow passed through his fingers and shot directly at Han Wang Zhao Ying. heart.
"Your Majesty!"
Master Kunyang's expression changed, but he did not expect that he would not seize such a good opportunity.
"His Royal Highness the King of Han!"
Gu Yuanjun had no time to accuse Master Kunyang. He flashed and rushed towards Zhao Ying crazily, but it was obviously a little late.
Seeing the demon-breaking arrow approaching Chi Chi, he had no way to hide, and Han Wang Zhao Ying also looked ashen.
The nine-star demon-breaking arrows, especially the ninth arrow, are far faster and more powerful than the previous eight arrows. If Han Wang Zhao Ying was hit by this arrow in the heart, there would be no other way unless the blood of the Martial Saint could be treated on the spot.
At this moment, a golden light suddenly lit up on his body, and then a jade pendant with golden light slowly floated up from his waist. The speed seemed not to be fast, but it was just in front of the magic-breaking arrow.
"Ding!"
The jade pendant and the demon-breaking arrow collided in the air, making a soft sound, and then the demon-breaking arrow grazed the jade pendant and continued to shoot towards Zhao Ying.
"Whoosh!"
As a sound broke through the air, the Demon-Breaking Arrow passed over Zhao Ying's shoulder and flew quickly behind him.
It shot out for nearly fifty feet before being blocked by the high wall of the Han Palace. With a "clang" sound, it hit the high wall of the Han Palace. The entire arrow body sank directly into the wall, leaving only a trace of the tail exposed. .
But it was blocked by the jade pendant and lost its proper accuracy.
More than 300 feet away, on a roof, a figure in black quickly put away his long bow. Seeing that the ninth arrow had no success, and showed no sign of fighting or staying, the figure jumped out of everyone's sight.
I guess I went to another place to set up an ambush.
"Your Majesty..."
Gu Yuanjun jumped back and landed next to Han Wang Zhao Ying. He looked at Master Kunyang with a somewhat unkind look.
Master Kunyang, as a first-grade monk, reacted a beat slower than himself, which really shouldn't have happened.
If it hadn't been for the jade pendant just now, I'm afraid that the King of Han could not have succeeded in the fight for the dragon, but he would have died here instead.
"My lord, are you okay?"
Master Kunyang flashed and appeared next to Han Wang Zhao Ying. He ignored Gu Yuanjun's gaze and said with concern: "Fortunately, the Holy One has a psychic jade pendant to protect him, so everything is fine."
"Pindao made a prediction before. If the saint survives the catastrophe, he will be blessed later."
"This time I will definitely be honored as a great treasure."
"The king is fine."
King Zhao Ying of Han took a deep breath, suppressed the shock in his heart, and asked: "Did Master Kunyang really calculate this hexagram?"
"It's absolutely true that the holy and auspicious people have their own destiny, and they will definitely turn disaster into good luck."
Master Kunyang said flatteringly.
"Haha, that's great!"
King Zhao Ying of Han suddenly felt very good. He was still a little anxious, but now he was full of hope.
Master Kunyang scanned the surroundings and saw that He Ping'an's clone had not appeared yet. Taking advantage of Zhao Ying's good mood at this time, he said: "Fortunately, there are poor Taoists and guards guarding the Holy One. The Holy One values Dr. Qin so much." , but at the critical moment, this person’s shadow will never be seen.”
"Your Highness......"
As soon as Gu Yuanjun heard this, he immediately wanted to defend Heping's clone, but was interrupted by Han Wang Zhao Ying waving his hand.
King Zhao Ying of Han squatted down silently and picked up the jade pendant that fell on the ground. On the jade pendant, you could vaguely see the mark of a talisman. However, the light was dim at this time, and the surface was cracked, and it had become a complete waste.
Then he said softly: "What a pity, Doctor Qin gave me the jade pendant!"
"Is this... Doctor Qin, given to the Holy One?"
Upon hearing this, Master Kunyang suddenly showed a hint of embarrassment and asked in disbelief.
Being able to automatically protect oneself and block the nine-star magic-breaking arrows shot by a third-grade martial artist, it can be said that the Taoist talisman technique has reached its peak.
Doctor Qin, not only has excellent medical skills, but also his talisman skills are so extraordinary?
But he didn't know that this was the worst jade pendant that He Ping'an could get.
"Yes, Doctor Qin gave it to me as a gift at that time, saying that this jade pendant can prolong life and regulate yin and yang, but he did not say that the jade pendant also has the effect of protecting the body."
The King of Han, Zhao Ying, said solemnly: "Doctor Qin, this is really my king's humerus."
It's just a jade pendant... Kunyang Zhenren was holding his words in his mouth, but he couldn't say them out.
The corners of his mouth were depressed, and he only blamed himself for being too slow to react just now and not stopping the cold arrow.
That damn Doctor Qin actually made another great contribution.
Having said this, Han Wang Zhao Ying straightened his face and began to persuade: "Master Kunyang, you are a high-ranking person. Logically speaking, I should not say anything more."
"But since the real person trusts me and is in the same palace as Dr. Qin to assist the king of Zuo, I still hope that Zhenren Kunyang can join hands with Dr. Qin to assist the king of Zuo at this critical moment instead of fighting separately."
Zhao Ying, the King of Han Dynasty, observed the words and demeanor of Master Kunyang, and naturally saw the dissatisfaction in Master Kunyang's heart, so he started to persuade Master Kunyang, hoping that Master Kunyang could live in harmony with He Ping'an's clone.
Master Kunyang said with a smile on his face, "What are you talking about, Your Majesty? Dr. Qin is an expert in medicine, talismans and magic. When the Holy One succeeds in the Dragon Competition, it's time for me to ask for advice."
Han Wang Zhao Ying knew that Master Kunyang did not tell the truth, but he did not want to waste time here and could only say slowly: "That's very good."
Then he rode a dragon scale horse and led everyone towards the imperial city.
Gu Yuanjun took the lead and walked at the front to prevent the martial artist from launching another sneak attack.
But after walking a hundred feet, I saw several shrill "swish" sounds piercing the air from the beams on the side, and nine more cold arrows were shot towards Han Wang Zhao Ying.
But this time, he was already prepared. Gu Yuanjun shot out a sharp sword and cut off nine cold arrows.
At this moment, Master Kunyang shouted loudly: "Go!"
At this time, he was eager to show off in front of Han Wang Zhao Ying in order to wash away his negligence of not catching the magic-breaking arrow just now. His consciousness spread out. As early as the moment when the nine cold arrows were shot, he had already He used his spiritual consciousness to locate the hiding place of the warrior.
As the sound fell, a hammer whisked the dust, a shower of silver stars flashed, and thousands of threads were instantly pierced towards a beam more than 300 feet away.
"drink!"
The martial artist in black jumped up, his figure turned into a black light, and fled into the distance.
"Want to escape?"
Kunyang Zhenren shouted angrily, and the thousands of threads on the whisk suddenly stretched, like tens of thousands of white gold needles, and immediately pierced the body of the black-clothed warrior.
"Well......"
The black-clothed warrior let out a meaningless groan from his throat, kicked off his legs, and died on the spot.
If it were the past, both sides would still have reservations and would not kill people easily.
But when it comes time to fight for the dragon, both sides are extremely ruthless and will not show mercy.
He is just a third-level martial artist, and his cultivation level is very different from that of Master Kunyang. A sneak attack would be fine, but once he is exposed to Master Kunyang's consciousness, he will lose the chance of victory.
"Your Majesty, I have fulfilled my mission and killed this beast!"
Master Kunyang's mana scrolled, and the fly whisk directly dragged the body of the black-clothed martial artist back from the rafters.
"Okay, the real person is indeed very advanced, let's continue to set off!"
The King of Han, Zhao Ying, praised Kunyang Master a few words, then clamped his legs under the horse's belly and led the large army towards the front.
...
In the grass department, Han Li observed the situation in the city boredly, and looked at He Ping'an across from him: "You have obviously taken a fancy to Han Wang Zhao Ying, why do you have to go to so much trouble and just announce it directly?"
"They still listen to what I say."
He Ping'an shook his head and said: "If you get it too easily, you don't know how to cherish it."
"Besides, these princes and grandsons don't understand that water can carry a boat, but it can also overturn it."
"I just want to tell them through this dragon fight that if they want to become the master of Daxuan, the people are the key!"
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