Hearing these words, Li Daoxuan was shocked and looked into the eyes of the Holy Buddha.
boom!
In an instant, the surrounding scene began to vibrate, the void trembled, cracks appeared in the surrounding walls, and the whole world was about to collapse.
The two of them fought in the air, and the invisible energy collision, like the dragon's roar and the tiger's roar, had a brief confrontation in Yasha's mind.
White clothes fluttering, black hair flying, Li Daoxuan's long body stands motionless.
The Holy Buddha was hunting in monk's robes and was not injured.
Almost evenly divided.
"Master Li is indeed worthy of his reputation."
Nai Posamei smiled slightly, clasped his palms together and said, "It's a pity that Yaksha is about to pass away, so we can't let you and I take action as much as we want here."
Li Daoxuan looked at him quietly, his expression becoming colder and colder.
"You're not that sleeping person, who are you?"
"Amitabha, the benefactor is here. It doesn't matter who the poor monk is. What's important is that the poor monk will help His Majesty live forever and keep the Tang Dynasty prosperous forever."
After a pause, he smiled and said: "And these are things that Li Guoshi cannot do."
Li Daoxuan looked at him deeply, his voice indifferent.
"No matter who you are or what your origins are, your bald head will be punished by a poor man."
Facing Li Daoxuan's threat, Nao Posamei's expression remained unchanged and he said calmly: "In that case, the young monk is in Chang'an, waiting for the benefactor to come."
The two looked at each other again, one's eyes were filled with sword light and thunder, while the other's eyes were filled with golden Zen thoughts and Sanskrit prajna.
Boom!
Even though Yasha is an evil god, he cannot withstand the confrontation between the two top powers. His soul collapses and his spiritual world is completely shattered.
boom!
In the real world, Yaksha's head exploded in Li Daoxuan's hand, and blood and brains splattered, but not a drop fell on him.
He threw away the remaining half of his head and ignored the "Book of Demons" that was shining brightly in his mind, but fell into deep thought.
That person is definitely not a human being!
He invaded Yaksha's spiritual world and saw the whirling sleep through memory. Normally, the whirling sleep in Yaksha's memory has no independent consciousness and will never act contrary to the memory.
However, Na Youshamei, who was far away in Chang'an, could feel what he was feeling, and directly replaced himself in Yasha's memory with his soul, and had a dialogue and confrontation with Li Daoxuan.
This is definitely the cultivation of an immortal, not even a human immortal can achieve it, at least it requires the realm of an earthly immortal.
The spiritual energy in the human world is thin, and the catastrophe has been strengthened. How could an earthly immortal appear quietly?
Reminiscing about the fact that Nao Po Sua Mei once attained enlightenment in Chang'an and claimed to be the reincarnation of Venerable Ananda, Li Daoxuan's heart moved. This person must have extraordinary behavior.
He is indeed a powerful opponent, and he is even higher than me in terms of cultivation. This is why the opponent was so confident just now.
Li Daoxuan showed a sneer.
If this monk really thought he had seen through him, he would be totally wrong.
His strongest thing now is this physical body with the third level of Xuan Gong, which can kill earth immortals.
"Master, are we going to Chang'an to kill people?"
Xiaoqing couldn't wait to see the arrogant Dharma King who patrolled the sky in the past, but now he was a cold corpse. She smelled the smell of blood in the air and licked her red lips.
Master, you are so powerful. This is one of the four Dharma Kings under the throne of the Holy Buddha!
Li Daoxuan shook his head and said, "Let's go to Xiaoxiang first."
Of course we have to go to Chang'an, but the most important thing now is Sister Yu's safety.
In Yaksha's memory just now, something was mentioned, called the God of Slaughter, and his words related to the Yuxuan Palace of the Xiaoxiang River.
In addition, what Xiaobai said before, Sister Yu has been in seclusion since she rescued her, and has never appeared in the world again.
All of this smacks of conspiracy.
Originally, Li Daoxuan was relatively casual about matters in the human world. After he returned from the Heavenly Court, he was on the fourth floor of the Yellow Courtyard and had reached the third level of Xuan Gong. He had attained the Tao and became an immortal. He felt that he had no rival in the world.
No matter how arrogant the so-called Holy Buddha is, it's just a slap in the face, which is harmless.
But now he put away his game-like mentality and cheered up.
"Ananda's reincarnation..."
Li Daoxuan looked to the west, his eyes seemed to have passed through layers of clouds and mist, and he saw the bliss of the west, the holy land of Lingshan.
"No matter who you are, the human world is not your place to interfere."
…
Chang'an, Daxingshan Temple.
After Prince Li Chengqian took charge of the country, he gave the Daxingshan Temple to the Holy Buddha Nami Posami. The original abbot also became a disciple of the Holy Buddha and was extremely pious.
In the Zen courtyard.
The body in white clothes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes, a glimmer of light flashing in his green pupils.
Beside him, King Kong Dharma King, one of the four great dharma kings, was a little confused.
Just now, the Holy Buddha was speaking. He suddenly closed his eyes and fell into concentration. His expression became solemn and his breath became misty, as if he was floating outside the world. Now he has finally returned to normal.
"Yaksha is dead."
Vajra Dharma King's eyes are like lightning, his long golden hair like a lion is flowing, his breath is like thunder, and his noise is like waves.
"Who did this? I'm going to eat him!"
Nai Posamei shook his head slightly and said, "You are no match for him."
There was a hint of surprise in the eyes of Vajra Dharma King. Unlike Yaksha, who was only in the later stage of Yang Shen, he was the first of the four Dharma Kings. His cultivation level had also returned to the realm of human immortals, and his background was far better than Yaksha's.
This was also the reason why he subconsciously said that he wanted to take revenge when he knew that Yasha was dead.
"Who killed Yaksha?"
Nai Po Sua Mei narrowed her eyes slightly and slowly uttered three words.
"Li Daoxuan."
King Vajra's expression changed, and his domineering aura slowly dissipated.
"It turns out it was him..."
As an evil god, although he was not as afraid of this name as Yasha, he still had lingering fears.
Unless he can recover all his cultivation, he really has no confidence that he can defeat Li Daoxuan.
The whirling sound did not show any fear, but showed a trace of expectation.
"What does it mean to kill a god? A mere Yuxuan Palace is not enough. Naturally, Li Daoxuan, the former patron saint of the Tang Dynasty, must be included. Only by killing him can the plan of killing the gods be completed."
What he regretted most was that he missed the era of Li Daoxuan.
You can never defeat someone who is gone.
Human Immortal Realm... As expected of Li Daoxuan, he could forcibly overcome the calamity and become an immortal in a mortal body. With such qualifications, he has already reached that standard, which is really exciting.
"By the way, Holy Buddha, everyone from Hidden Dragon has secretly returned to Beijing. Princess Changle seems to have noticed our plan to kill the gods. She has gone to the palace many times to dissuade her. I guess if she fails to dissuade her, she will probably take people there. To support Yuxuan Palace, should we give her to her first..."
Vajra Dharma King slashed with his palm, murderous intent showing in his eyes.
Nao Posamei shook her head and said: "After all, she is Li Shimin's favorite daughter. Don't touch her until the plan to kill the gods succeeds."
"The left and right are just a Yang Shen realm, they can't make any waves."
Vajra Dharma King felt a little disappointed and said, "Okay."
"Li Daoxuan has returned to the world, and it's time for the God-Slaying Plan to speed up. Go tell the person in the palace and ask her to speed up the progress."
"yes!"
King Kong Dharma bowed and resigned.
In the Zen courtyard, the sleeping man slowly closed his eyes, listening to the sound of the rockery and flowing water, with his white clothes fluttering and his temperament serene, like an old monk in meditation.
Circles of Buddha's light bloomed on his body, and the entire Daxingshan Temple became more solemn and solemn. The golden bodies of Buddhas, Bodhisattvas and Arhats in the temple were all connected to their qi, standing quietly with their eyes lowered, as if they had been given life.
…
Tai Chi Palace, Li Zheng Hall.
This was once the palace of Empress Changsun and Li Shimin. They both lived in this palace for more than 20 years. However, with the death of Empress Changsun, only Li Shimin remained here.
The fire burned, but it could not warm Li Shimin's already stagnant energy and blood. It was obviously midsummer, but he was wearing a big cloak and his hands and feet were cold.
The white hair is messy, wrinkles are numerous, and the black age spots are so eye-catching.
This wise and mighty emperor in the past, the Tian Khan who created the prosperous age of Zhenguan, also ushered in the dusk of his life.
The hero dies.
He was hunched over and sitting by the window playing chess alone. He coughed from time to time and his hands holding the chess pieces trembled slightly.
The chessboard is still the same jade chessboard that Li Daoxuan gave him more than ten years ago.
Over the years, he often played chess on this chessboard with his ministers and the queen, but now he prefers to play chess with himself.
"Father."
Chang Le came to him at some point and called softly, with a hint of distress in his eyes.
When did that tall and heroic father become so old?
Li Shimin looked at her with kindness.
Chang Le and Wu Kuan are more and more similar. Today, she is just like Wu Kuan when she was young. She is just as gorgeous, elegant and beautiful, but there is a bit more heroism between her eyebrows.
"Chang Le is here just in time. Come and play chess with your father."
"……yes."
Changle sat down and started to make moves. When he was about to speak, he was interrupted by Li Shimin.
"This chessboard was given to me by your master. It's better for him to hide and enjoy his leisure time alone. Now I can only play chess with myself."
"Father, do you know about the God-Slaying Plan?"
Changle went straight to the point without any hesitation.
Li Shimin's hand holding the chess pieces paused slightly, and then continued to fall, with a clear voice.
"Are you here to question me?"
"Chang Le doesn't dare, but my father, there are kind demons in Yuxuan Palace, and the Xiaoxiang Goddess is my master's wife. She helped me in the Tang Dynasty when Wu Zhiqi caused trouble in Chang'an, and also when I conquered the Turks!"
"Now that demon monk wants to destroy Yuxuan Palace and attack Master's wife, why don't you stop it? You are worthy of Master by doing this -"
"enough!"
Li Shimin yelled angrily and slammed the chessboard, causing the black and white chess pieces to scatter on the ground with a crackling sound.
At this moment, although he was old, the power of the emperor in his body was as deep as the abyss. Chang Le even heard a faint dragon roar in his ears.
"Master, Master, you keep saying you are Master, but have you ever thought that he is your master, but I am your father!"
"In your heart, which one is more important, the master or the father?"
Facing Li Shimin's questioning, Chang Le was startled.
Her father had never been so cruel to her, this was the first time.
"Father, you and Master are both relatives of Changle and are equally important to Changle. It's just that you are close friends, why do you have to turn against each other?"
As if his emotions were too intense, Li Shimin coughed violently several times, his palms trembling, and it took him a while to calm down.
"It's not that I want to turn against Taichong, but that I am old and may not have many years left to live. Do you understand?"
Looking into his father's somewhat cloudy eyes, Changle's brain flashed and he blurted out.
"It's the elixir of longevity. The elixir presented by the demon monk... treats the master's wife as a medicine!"
At this moment, she finally understood why her father would acquiesce to the demon monk to destroy Yuxuan Palace and condone the promulgation of the demon-killing order.
Whether it’s the master’s wife or the good demon, they are all medicinal materials in the elixir of longevity!
Li Shimin was silent.
Silence itself is an answer.
"Father, this is wrong!"
"What if I have to do this?"
Changle was silent for a moment, and then slowly spoke.
"Master once said that as a person, you must not forget your original intention, and you must keep your bottom line. Therefore, even if it is your father, Chang Le will try his best to stop it."
After a brief silence, Li Shimin's voice sounded again, but with a hint of fatigue.
"From now on, you are no longer the leader of the Hidden Dragon. Leave the Hidden Dragon... to Cheng Qian."
Changle's eyes were calm.
"But I am still Master's disciple."
She turned around and left, walking calmly, as if she had finally made up her mind, no longer confused and confused, and had a clear mind.
"Changle."
Li Shimin suddenly shouted.
Looking at his daughter's back, he asked a question.
"Have you ever thought that your master...may be wrong?"
Changle did not turn around, his voice was calm and powerful.
"Whether he is right or wrong has nothing to do with my persistence."
…
After Chang Le left, Li Shimin seemed to be getting older. He sat quietly for a long time and suddenly slapped the jade chessboard hard, causing a crack in it.
"Taichong, you said that this chessboard is made of spiritual jade. Playing chess with it can nourish you with spiritual energy and prolong your life. But why did the queen die at the age of forty-eight, and I am only fifty years old and am already running out of energy?"
"I will only reign for twenty years!"
"Taichong, if you were me, what would you choose?"
He muttered to himself, his white hair looking messier.
Time passed slowly and night gradually fell.
Wisps of mist floated in the Li Zheng Hall, and the familiar fragrance shook Li Shimin's spirit. His old body became taller and taller, and his whole body seemed to be radiant with vitality.
"Your Majesty, my concubine is here."
Li Shimin turned around and stared at the graceful, gentle and quiet beautiful figure, with a hint of fascination in his eyes.
"Wugou, tell me...did I really do something wrong?"
The woman who appeared in Li Zheng Palace was the deceased Empress Changsun. She was wearing a phoenix robe, her body was light, and her brows were as gentle as water.
Empress Changsun held his hand and said softly: "Your Majesty, you have done nothing wrong. If a wise emperor like you can live forever, it will be a blessing to the common people and a blessing to all people."
"Changle is still young. I believe that one day, she will understand His Majesty's painstaking efforts."
Li Shimin held her in his arms and smelled the fragrance of his wife's hair. At the age of fifty, he actually had desire again, his eyes were fiery.
"Yes, Wu Guan, you know me best."
"Eternal Life Pill, as long as I take the Longevity Pill, I can return to youth, and my Tang Dynasty will be immortal for generations to come!"
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