Hongyi Palace.
The sound of wind and thunder woke up Li Yuan from his drunken dream. He opened his eyes suddenly and heard the patter of rain washing over the cold and lonely palace.
He opened the window, the humidity hit his face, and the long wind mixed with raindrops blew his white hair.
Li Yuan's eyes were a little blurry. He suddenly remembered that it had not rained in Chang'an for a long time. Why did it suddenly rain heavily today?
The heavy rain undoubtedly relieved the man's urgent need.
Li Yuan frowned slightly and grasped the corner of the window with his fingers, his eyes becoming very complicated.
He raised his head and saw a man in silver armor standing in the wind and rain. He was as heroic as a god. He held a three-pointed two-edged sword in both hands. Countless golden thunderbolts fell and lingered on the blade. He shouted towards an old monk.
The thunderous sword light cut through the wind and rain, cut off the thunder, and left a long river-like wave of air in the sky, which seemed to crack the sky.
clang!
The golden blood is sprinkled to Chang'an with the wind and rain. It is the blood of Buddha, the blood of a great master in the Yang God Realm who has cultivated a golden body. Every drop contains the vast power of Buddha and flows with mellow golden light, which is enough to kill people. Ghosts and gods are now raining down on the world like rain.
Li Yuan did not know Li Daoxuan, but he recognized the old monk.
That was the famous Turkic national preceptor, Evil Buddha Maha. During the Wude years, he had been sent to the Tang Dynasty as an envoy and had a high status. He, the emperor, even had to personally greet him.
However, the evil Buddha who was so arrogant back then is now in such a miserable state...
Li Yuan suddenly felt a little confused. He didn't want to admit it, but he had to admit that in the hands of Li Shimin, Datang seemed to be getting better and better, even better than he did back then.
At least in his time, no one in the whole country dared to defeat the Evil Buddha.
After watching for a moment, Li Yuan suddenly felt discouraged. He closed the window and listened to the sound of rain like drums, feeling very irritable.
He sat down and shouted: "Come here, serve the wine!"
Li Shimin put him under house arrest, but he did not neglect food and drinks and other pleasures.
However, no one responded.
Li Yuan opened the door and saw that the old eunuch who had been with him for decades was raising his head and looking attentively at the silver-armored light in the sky, which looked like a god of war, with a bright look in his eyes.
Not only this old eunuch, but at this moment, all the eunuchs and maids in the entire Hongyi Palace were watching the fighting in the sky eagerly, either with reverence or excitement, completely forgetting that there was also an emperor here.
"Zhenren Li is so awesome!"
"The sword was so sharp. Let's see if that Turkic monk is still arrogant?"
"Just now he wanted to sneak attack Master Li, but Master Li waved his hand and summoned a big mountain, which knocked him down."
"Not only does Li Zhenren have great supernatural powers, he is also so handsome. I heard that the Taoist priests in Longhu Mountain are not allowed to marry. Do you think I have a chance..."
There was a pretty palace maid with a flushed face and spring-like brows, looking at the heroic figure with watery eyes.
"Haha, sister Xiu'er, don't think about it. Zhenren Li is the reincarnation of Erlang Zhenjun, a god who descended to earth. How could he fall in love with you? Otherwise, you should be against me!"
"Hmph, beg for a beating!"
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Li Yuan listened to the discussions of his servants and remained silent for a long time.
When these eunuchs and maids in the palace talked about Mr. Li, they seemed to be proud of him and shared their hatred of the Turks. This shows that the people of the Tang Dynasty had been suffering from the Turks for a long time.
Li Shimin received help from gods and men. It is conceivable that after the Longmen Immortal Association, his reputation will become even more prosperous.
After a while, Li Yuan walked back to the room carrying a jug of wine. He drank cup after cup. His calm eyes seemed to hide the stormy waves. As the wine continued to drink, his eyes gradually became hazy, and he finally fell down. He got on the bed and fell asleep soundly.
Outside the house, a pair of eyes quietly stared at Li Yuan. It was the old eunuch who had been following him for decades.
The old eunuch walked outside Hongyi Palace, recorded the scene he saw with pen and paper, and quietly placed it under the stone lion in the east corner.
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Then he pretended as if nothing had happened and continued to return to Hongyi Palace, loyally guarding the door of the Supreme Emperor's room, and continued to watch the battle in the sky.
He knew that it wouldn't be long before someone would take the note and send it to the emperor's study.
Your Majesty placed a pair of eyes beside the Supreme Emperor, watching every word, deed, and move of the Supreme Emperor, day and night, throughout the ages.
He didn't want to be like these eyes, but he had no choice. How could he be a human being, with emotions and desires, and a family?
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Above the nine heavens, Li Daoxuan held a three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand and continued to slash at Maha. The rainwater was chopped into pieces by the vertical and horizontal sword light and turned into countless drops of water that were difficult to see with the naked eye.
clang!
There was another knife mark on Maha's golden body, which was deeply dented, and drops of golden blood oozed out.
At this moment, this arrogant evil Buddha no longer had any intention of fighting. He was flying towards the outside of Chang'an City. His back was almost riddled with holes, and there were fine cracks on his body, as if he had fallen. Broken china.
If his golden body wasn't very special, comparable to that of an Arhat, he might have died by Li Daoxuan's sword long ago.
Maha never dreamed that he, a mighty Yang God who had dominated the world for decades, would be hunted down in such a panic by a junior. What a shame and humiliation!
The main reason was that the terrifying jade seal shattered his Vajra Dharma with just one blow, and also injured his golden body, seriously injuring him. Otherwise, how could he be in such a situation?
Until now, Maha has not figured out why Li Daoxuan has such a terrifying magic weapon?
What is the origin of that magic weapon?
Even the Nine-Lao Immortal Capital Jun Seal of the Maoshan Sect or the Yang Ping Zhidu Gong Seal of Longhu Mountain are definitely not so powerful. That jade seal is definitely not a human thing!
Maha used his magical power and turned into a rainbow light, flowing blood as he fled out of the city.
What he fears most now is that Li Daoxuan smashes the small seal again. With his current golden body, he will never be able to withstand it a second time.
Li Daoxuan has withdrawn the Fantian Seal at this moment. For no other reason, he can no longer use it.
This thing is indeed an immortal weapon. Even if it is seriously damaged and its power is greatly reduced, it is still unstoppable and invincible. It only took one blow to severely damage Maha, who had cultivated a golden body.
You must know that Maha, as a Turkic national master, is a late-stage Yang Shen. He has also cultivated an indestructible Buddhist golden body. He has the domineering magical power of the Vajra Dharma. Looking at the world, I am afraid that such strong men can be counted on ten fingers. .
But under Fan Tianyin's blow, he was seriously injured and fled in embarrassment.
With such power, Li Daoxuan was naturally very happy, but what he had no choice about was that the Fantian Seal consumed too much mana. Because without the weapon spirit, the Fantian Seal could not activate it on its own and could only rely on Li Daoxuan's mana.
Even though he now has the mana of the Yang God Realm, he only used the Heavenly Seal once, and almost half of it was consumed. The time to pray to the gods, which was originally only a moment, has now been shortened to less than a stick of incense.
Li Daoxuan's remaining mana was no longer enough to activate Fan Tianyin, so he simply took it back. With his magical powers and the three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand, he concentrated on chasing Maha, trying to kill him before the end of the prayer!
"Monk, stop running!"
Boom!
Li Daoxuan turned into lightning and chased Maha, with unstoppable momentum.
Everyone in Chang'an City saw this scene. Zhenren Li transformed into Erlang Zhenjun, murderous and majestic, while the evil Buddha Maha coughed up blood and fled, not even daring to look back.
"Zhenren Li will definitely win!"
"The Tang Dynasty will win!"
"Must win!"
At this moment, whether they were princes, generals, ministers or common people, they all stopped what they were doing, their hearts and blood were surging for the same thing, and a kind of belief was quietly gathering.
The Tang Dynasty, this nascent empire, finally began to be proud and proud after suffering oppression and humiliation from the Turks.
