Xiaoqueer's words made Li Daoxuan feel chilled in his heart.
Did the empress go to Lingshan?
Or to save yourself?
But he is clearly in heaven!
The empress is good at arithmetic, how could she make such a mistake?
Unless she was deliberately guided by someone, but with the empress’s cultivation, who could confuse the heaven and influence her judgment?
So sleepy? Absolutely impossible!
The Earthly Immortal Realm is not weak, but it is not enough.
Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed in his mind, and he thought of a terrible guess, but it was too shocking to be sure.
At this moment, he was more worried.
According to what Taiqing Daodetianzun said, Heaven and Lingshan have become monsters. Then wouldn’t the empress be in danger if she went into Lingshan alone?
He finally understood why there was no movement at all in these young underworlds. It was not that the empress was aloof, on the contrary, she chose to take risks in order to save herself.
Li Daoxuan had the urge to go to Lingshan, but he suppressed it forcefully.
Firstly, he didn't know where Lingshan was, and secondly, Sister Yu's human soul had not yet been recovered.
The most important thing is that his cultivation level is still too low. Tianzun once said that only when he reaches the Celestial Immortal Realm can he be qualified to participate and know the final truth.
Still can’t slack off and continue to practice hard!
Li Daoxuan felt the pressure again and ended his contact with Xiaoque'er. He immediately sat cross-legged and practiced beside Sister Yu.
A steady stream of innate Taiyin energy emerged from the limbs and bones, and was refined by him into pure immortal power.
Before going to Chang'an, he wanted to try to see if he could make another breakthrough.
…
On June 14, the twenty-third year of Zhenguan, a piece of news spread all over the world.
The national preceptor Li Daoxuan reappeared in the world and threatened to come to Chang'an on the birthday of the Holy Buddha in three days and kill the Holy Buddha!
One stone stirs up a thousand waves.
In just two days, there was a turmoil, and everyone from the princes, generals, and ministers to the traffickers and soldiers were discussing this matter.
One was once the best master in the world. He slayed dragons, destroyed ghost kings, killed Moro, shocked the evil god, and turned the sky upside down several times. He was the patron saint in the hearts of countless people in the Tang Dynasty.
One is the invincible holy Buddha who is known as the reincarnation of Ananda. He has fought thousands of miles, defeated all Taoist masters, and surrendered the four evil gods alone. He is known as the best person in the world after Li Daoxuan.
Both of these two have the reputation of being the best in the world and have impressive records. Who will be better?
Countless people were excited about it.
Everyone in the Taoist sect was very excited. Since the birth of the Holy Buddha, they have been suppressed so miserably. They are obviously the state religion, but they seem so aggrieved.
The Buddhist monk once again recalled the horror of being dominated by that man.
But no matter which side they supported, in the past two days, countless monks came out of the mountains and forests and rushed to Chang'an City.
The confrontation between two powerful men who are number one in the world and invincible in the world is unprecedented, and I am afraid it will be unprecedented. If you miss it, it will be a lifelong regret.
Longhu Mountain.
Zhang Qianyang laughed three times and was very excited after receiving Taiwei's letter.
Without saying a word, he took his son and many inner disciples to Chang'an to strengthen his apprentice's strength.
Tai Chong is back, and the end of the bald donkey has come.
Zhang Weiyang had never seen his father so happy, and his lips almost reached the sky.
"Dad, will senior brother lose the fight?"
After all, that was the Holy Buddha.
Snapped!
Zhang Qianyang took out his magic sword and gave it to him, saying: "Losing? Haha, don't you look at whose disciple Taichong is?"
Zhang Weiyang curled his lips and muttered: "Then I will still be your apprentice..."
Snapped!
Zhang Qianyang slapped him again.
"Dad, why did you hit me again?"
"Haha, there are mosquitoes."
Zhang Weiyang: "..."
At the same moment, the sword energy in Wanshou Palace soared into the sky.
Wu Qiubai, who had grown into a handsome man, led his disciples to Chang'an without any luggage, only a sword and a simple Taoist robe.
They looked excited.
A swordsman should have a sharp edge, but over the years, under the strong blows of the Holy Buddha, the disciples of Wanshou Palace were repeatedly blocked by the government when they were slaying demons. Just asking "Do you have an order to slay demons" made them lose their temper.
They really couldn't understand. The disciples of Wanshou Palace had been traveling around the world killing demons and demons for hundreds of years. Why did they need a demon-slaying token in the heyday of the Tang Dynasty?
It is nothing more than the Holy Buddha’s deliberate suppression of Taoism.
It's not that I didn't think about resisting, but the power of the Holy Buddha made people despair. The most outstanding disciple of their generation, Yan Chixia, tried to resist, but before she arrived in Chang'an, the sword in the box broke inch by inch, and she could only leave sadly.
Now that Li Daoxuan has returned and will come to Chang'an City to kill the demon monk, they are naturally excited and are willing to use the sword in their hands to strengthen the reputation of the national master!
"Did you pass the letter to Chixia?"
Wu Qiubai asked.
"Headmaster, it has been passed on. I believe he will receive it soon."
"That's good. His revenge for breaking the sword back then can finally be avenged."
…
Lanruo Temple.
A heroic voice sounded, like a madman from Yanchu, singing like a man beating a knot.
"Tao Tao Tao Tao Tao!"
"The Tao can be Tao, the Tao is extraordinary, the Tao of Heaven and Earth, the Tao of humanity, the Tao of swords, the Black Tao and the White Tao, the ecliptic and the equator..."
"Bah, bah, bah, bah, that's nonsense!"
Yan Chixia, with her upper body naked, bathed in dirty water and sang loudly, her voice loud and powerful, full of masculinity.
The sword box was placed next to him, and he never left his side even when he was taking a bath.
In addition to the sword box, there is also a Taoist divine sword that is never far away from him, standing by the water. The sword is vast, like an invisible barrier, frightening the ghosts in Lanruo Temple.
While he was washing the mud balls on his body, he drank strong wine and roared like thunder, feeling extremely happy.
If Li Daoxuan were here, he would be very surprised. Yan Chixia, the once elegant and well-dressed handsome man, has turned into a dark-skinned, unkempt man with an unshaven beard.
I also like drinking.
At this moment, a dark wind suddenly blew up in Lanruo Temple, and a voice sounded, which sounded like a man or a woman. It was indistinguishable between male and female, and it was very strange and penetrating.
"Stinky Taoist, stop singing!"
"It's tone-deaf, like a pig squealing. It makes grandma and I have a headache!"
If it had been anyone else, they would have been scared out of their wits, but Yan Chixia laughed loudly.
"Monster, grandpa, I'm just going to waste time with you. I'm not going anywhere. What can you do to me?"
"Hmph, you stinking Taoist priest, don't be too arrogant, you will regret it one day!"
The gloomy wind gradually dissipated.
After Yan Chixia finished taking a bath, she walked out and put on her broken Taoist robe, hugged the Ten Thousand Ren Divine Sword, and lay down on a dead tree to get ready to sleep.
He is now half as good as Yang Shen, and with the power of the divine sword, he is enough to fight against Yang Shen, and his fighting power is on par with that monster in Lanruo Temple. No one can do anything to him.
He was not in a hurry, and simply lived in this ancient temple on a deserted mountain, using the monsters inside as his sharpening stone.
He had a premonition that when he killed the monster with his sword, it would be the day he broke through the realm and entered the Yangshen!
Just as he was about to fall asleep, there was a voice in the air.
Paper cranes circled above him.
Yan Chixia stretched out her hand, and the paper crane automatically fell down and turned into a piece of letter paper.
"The Imperial Master has returned and will invade Chang'an to kill the Holy Buddha. This is a grand event, don't miss it..."
Yan Chixia's eyes flashed, and her heart was filled with excitement.
"Li Daoxuan..."
He hadn't heard this name for a long time, and he thought he would gradually forget it, but with this letter, memories of the past flooded into his mind.
Master once said that if the Taoist sect goes back three generations, there will never be anyone as amazing and talented as Li Daoxuan.
People like him are destined to become immortals when they come to the world.
Facts have proved that Master's words are correct.
Clang!
As if hearing the three words Li Daoxuan, the Wanren Divine Sword clanged in its sheath and trembled.
Yan Chixia stroked the only thing left to her by her master and said with a smile: "Master, I know you can't wait to see your old friend, but don't worry yet. You once said that you have to do all you can to eliminate evil."
He looked at Lanruo Temple shrouded in darkness and sneered.
"Just kill this monster, congratulations to the master!"
…
Daxingshan Temple.
Prince Li Chengqian came here at starry night. It was difficult for him to walk fast because of his lameness, but now he was in a hurry and very anxious.
As soon as he saw the Holy Buddha, he quickly said: "It's over. Li Daoxuan is back. If this murderer enters Chang'an, I, I will definitely be finished. Holy Buddha, what do you think we should do?"
He has long been bound to that person, and even the edict to destroy Yuxuan Palace was issued by him. If Li Daoxuan were to enter Chang'an, the first one he would not let go would be the Holy Buddha, and the second one would probably be It's his turn.
Prince?
The father had more than one son, but the Tang Dynasty only had one Li Daoxuan.
The Holy Buddha smiled slightly and said: "Your Highness, don't panic, there are always poor monks."
After a pause, he pointed to Chang'an under the night outside the window, with a trace of undoubted confidence in his calm voice.
"When Li Daoxuan comes here, the poor monk will tell him something."
"What's up?"
"This is still Chang'an, but it is no longer his Chang'an."
…
Tai Chi Palace, Li Zheng Hall.
The eunuch Gao Quan hurriedly entered the palace and knocked on the door.
His Majesty's health is getting worse day by day. If it is not a serious matter, he does not want to disturb His Majesty's rest.
After a while, Li Shimin's voice came.
"What's the matter?"
"Your Majesty, he is back."
The room fell into silence. After a few breaths, heavy and rapid footsteps sounded, and the door of Li Zhengdian was suddenly opened.
Li Shimin was wearing a nightgown and went out barefoot. His white hair was fluttering in the wind, but his cloudy eyes became extraordinarily bright.
"Where is he? Why hasn't he come to see me?"
Li Shimin looked around. When he saw that there was no familiar face except the soldiers on duty, his eyes showed a hint of disappointment, and the light in his eyes gradually extinguished.
At this moment, he was no longer an emperor, but an old man who knew that he was about to die soon, and was looking forward to seeing his best friend in his youth again.
Seeing this scene, Gao Quan's eyes showed a hint of unbearability.
"Your Majesty, the Imperial Master said... He said that in three days... he will enter Chang'an and kill the Holy Buddha."
Li Shimin's body shook slightly and he lowered his head silently.
"I don't blame him, I don't blame him. I was sorry for him first. I did make a mistake in this matter."
"but……"
He looked at the eternal stars in the sky and the bright moon that illuminated the world countless years ago and was still bright and bright, and sighed.
"Sometimes you know that something is wrong, but you still can't help but do it. Maybe this is the difference between humans and immortals."
Gao Quan stepped forward and whispered: "Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince mobilized a large number of Jinwu Guards to defend the city with the power of supervising the country. He also mobilized a large number of siege crossbows and Tianleizi from the garrison in the capital."
These two things are great weapons developed by the Tang Dynasty, and they can have a strong effect on monks.
Li Shimin's face turned cold, murderous intent appeared in his eyes, and all the confusion disappeared in an instant.
"How dare he reach out to the army?"
Even if the prince supervises the country, he cannot interfere with the military power. This is an iron rule set by Li Shimin.
He came to the throne through the Xuanwu Gate Incident, so he naturally knows better than anyone else the terror of a prince in charge of the army.
"My Tang Dynasty's weapons will never be aimed at Taichong."
"Gao Quan, pass on my decree and assign Commander-in-Chief Xue Rengui to defend the capital. All troops defending the city will obey his orders."
"promise!"
Gao Quan breathed a sigh of relief, turned and left.
Needless to say, there is no need to elaborate on the relationship between Xue Rengui and the Imperial Preceptor. His Majesty's move is to draw fuel from the bottom of the cauldron.
He was even more fortunate that His Majesty was still the same Majesty after all, and even though he was old, he was still wise.
…
Three days passed quickly.
There have never been so many monks in the capital. Taoist monks can be seen everywhere, and verbal conflicts will occur from time to time.
The people of Chang'an also felt that a storm was coming.
The number of defenders on the city wall increased several times, and they also set up heavy crossbows used only for sieges, and patrolled day and night.
The city gates have been closed and isolated from the outside world, and many business travelers are trapped in the city.
When the sun rose on the fourth day, the chilling atmosphere in the entire Chang'an City reached its peak. People did not dare to go out, and the bustling city in the past suddenly became a little deserted.
Even those Buddhist and Taoist monks, who often resorted to verbal and physical conflicts, held their breath silently and their hearts beat faster.
Today was the birthday of the Holy Buddha Naomi. A few months ago, the prince started to make arrangements for the reorganization, but as of today, no one cares about the birthday of the Holy Buddha anymore.
Everyone is nervously waiting for someone to arrive.
The man's name was Li Daoxuan.
Finally, at a quarter of the hour, when the morning light was shining, a carriage slowly came from a distance and appeared in everyone's eyes.
The carriage is very simple, but the woman driving it is extraordinary. One is green and the other is white, both are extremely beautiful.
Especially the woman in white, while driving the car, bathing in the morning sun and absorbing the sunshine, the golden pure Yang Qi flows on the skin, as bright as the morning glow.
Yangshen realm!
At this moment, many people's expressions changed.
A powerful person in the Yang God Realm is actually willing to act as a driver to drive horses?
The carriage drove slowly in the light wind and dust, like a small boat, passing through thousands of mountain waves, passing through the clouds of history, and finally returned to the place of departure.
The rising sun shines brightly on its path.
Looking from a distance, the carriage seemed to be carrying a rising sun.
A sigh sounded in everyone's ears. It was spoken slowly and slowly, with a hint of emotion.
"Chang'an, we're back again."
He slowly lifted the curtain and gazed at this majestic city that was both familiar and unfamiliar. His green clothes were slowly blown by the wind in Chang'an.
On June 18, the 23rd year of Zhenguan, the imperial master Li Daoxuan came to Chang'an again.
The wind and rain in the city were all moved by that green dress.
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