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The official position in the Qin Heavenly Prison is never high, but the power is never small, and he does not speak, but every time he speaks, he can shake the court.

This Qin Tian Supervisor is already in his fifties, his eyes are gradually getting worse, and he is already ready to retire. Qin Tianjian is not only in charge of the calendar, but also in charge of the auspicious and evil phenomena of the heavens, and even the right to interpret all abnormal things in the world.

Therefore, Qin Tianjian's words are very powerful, because they represent heaven and authority.

Qin Tianjian is not good to be, it is precisely because he holds this great "heaven" representative power, no matter what the force, all of them want to deepen their influence on Qin Tianjian from time to time, most of the Qin Tianjian fathers and sons, master and apprentice, rarely recruit people from the outside world, so it is relatively closed. But it has been almost two hundred years since it was closed, and Qin Tianjian is the same as the Tai Hospital, and it is inevitable that many interests will be involved in the rights and wrongs of many courts.

For example, the big star in the sky that wants to fall, such as the Beidou shaking light that has just dimmed, and the two stars of Kaiyang.

Although he had been prepared, when the two stars were dimmed, the prison was still pale, and he almost fell to the ground.

The blood feud has been made, and there will be no death. Even if he and others are just small chess pieces in it, they can already avoid this monstrous cause and effect.

"Father!" Seeing that his father was about to fall, the son, who was both an apprentice and a subordinate, hurriedly stepped forward to help him.

"Get out!" It's good that the prison is not looking at such a proud face, but when he sees it, he can't help but be angry, and he pushes his son away, trembling all over his body and saying: "The desire for profit is sour, and his body is not right, have you considered the old and young of the family, have you ever thought about the lives of dozens of people in the whole family?" ”

The "father" son was a little aggrieved, but fortunately, there was no one here, and Si Tiantai was a confidential place, and no one dared to approach. Otherwise, how can I still have a future when this word spreads?

Knowing that his son is not as good as his father, the prison is looking at his son's expression, where does he not know what he thinks in his heart? He let out a long sigh, his expression visibly lonely.

The family has been inherited for a hundred years, and now it is considered to be exhausted. In the future, don't say that the glory and wealth, even peace is rare.

But what can I do, I have a son when I am old, and I have a seedling in a thousand acres of land, and no matter how muddy I can't support the wall, I am my only son. Do you not pull this handful when you see him being killed?

But when others are scheming and making many beautiful promises, how can they be idle when they ask for something?

"Princess Yicheng has fallen, and the Cloud Fox Daoist is gone. Now Beidou only has three stars left to shine, but it is impossible to escape it" Jian Zheng sighed, looked at Zhou Tian Xingdou and sighed: "The old man looks at the stars every day in this week, and cultivates this life technique diligently. I think I know the past and the future. Divination for the world's luck every day, but I didn't expect that there would be today! ”

After the prison finished speaking, he already said with tears in his eyes: "If the matter is successful, those people will inevitably kill people and kill their mouths, and you and my father and son should have no luck." Even if they don't do it, if there is a day when Your Majesty is sober, it will be a day when our whole family will be beheaded. If it doesn't work, and you think that's the case, then the real person will let me go. When the time comes, you will get the Huangquan Underworld, and you can't get reincarnation in the next life, idiot! ”

"How, how is it possible!" The son's face turned pale in an instant, and he couldn't even stand on his feet. Quickly asked rhetorically.

"Success or failure, it's just these two days. If the big star falls, then the real person will no longer be lucky, if it disappears, then the real person will be successful from now on, who in the world can stop him? The supervisor pointed to the extraordinarily bright star in the southwest starry sky and sighed: "You go home now, pack up some soft tokens and go out of the city, and then keep thinking about going northwest, the sooner the better, within three days, non-stop, and don't look back." Whether you live or die depends on your creation! ”

"Ahh The son looked at his father with trepidation, reluctance, and did not understand why his father had allowed him to do this.

"You can't say a word when you get home, not even your mother," the warden admonished in a fierce voice.

"After dawn in the Ming Dynasty, I will enter the palace and truthfully explain everything to the emperor. For you, and for the lives of the nine clans of my family," the supervisor explained.

"Father, you can't!" The son jumped and hurriedly said.

"Get out! If you don't get out of here, I'll kill you. I don't have a son like you, and I would have known that I would rather die than let you hurt your mother, your sister, or my whole family. You still think about those lies of glory and wealth, why don't you want to think about the guillotine outside the entrance of the vegetable market? The prison officer scolded angrily.

"One misstep becomes a thousand hatreds!" Watching his son staggering away from his back, Jian Zheng looked up at the starry sky above his head again, and couldn't help the old tears flowing down again.

"What a day!" On Longhu Mountain in Jiangxi, the new generation of Zhang Tianshi has also been alone on the stargazing platform for several days. Compared with the prison in Beijing, Zhang Tianshi's family history is not bad. And as the leader of the Daomen and the Taoist official of the imperial court, he naturally has his own sources.

Seriously, for the big stone that has been pressed on the top of Longhu Mountain for decades, the new generation of Zhang Tianshi can't talk about liking it. But he never thought of harming him. As a member of the Daomen, as a descendant of Zhang Tianshi, he knows better than anyone what the current realm of dust means?

Under the way of heaven, all living beings are ants, but mortals are waiting in the eyes of the dust, how can there be any difference between them and ants?

It's just that Lichen has always adhered to the right heart and the right path, and there is no chaos. It's just that this time things are a bit big, I'm afraid those people don't have the good luck of the past!

"The supernatural power is really less than the number of days, I didn't expect that real person to teach such a selfish and confused emperor for more than ten years!" Zhang Tianshi smiled sarcastically. In this matter, he adheres to the attitude of this Zhang family's detachment and will never participate in the government, and naturally no one will come to his family.

And no matter whether the dust succeeds or fails, it will no longer have much to do with the world. became his Taoist ascension, but he only added another immortal to Taoism, and left a Taoist myth, defeated, the Zhang family is still the leader of Taoism, why bother with the ups and downs outside.

"Qingcheng Mountain's luck is insufficient, and Lichen and his disciples are clinging to the royal family, all of them are just grabbing the qi of the Ming dragon vein so that they can become immortals. One loss and one gain, the bad thing is the number of Da Ming Qi, and the only one who gains is Xuanguangguan and his disciples. The dust is not dead, and the great Ming Qi is about to run out" Zhang Tianshi shook his head and threw this false officialdom rumor out of his mind.

Such a ridiculous rumor, but many people believe it. Not only did the officials of the court believe it, but then many Buddhist leaders also pretended to believe it, and swore one by one, and finally succeeded in influencing the emperor under the elimination of terrazzo, and then Qin Tianjian did a little bit of tricks and said some ominous and untrue words. Let the emperor click the dragon head and cooperate with this earth-shattering situation.

"Everyone in the world knows that the gods are good, who knows the loneliness of a hundred years?" Zhang Tianshi let out a long sigh and continued to look up at the Big Dipper, silently staring at everything in the heavens and the earth.

On the nameless mountain, black gas rose up, spinning like a black dragon and rushing into the sky. The purple gold gourd above the sky was like a bottomless pit, constantly devouring the endless yin and evil qi on the ground, so that the golden light on the purple gold gourd gradually began to dim, and the gourd became heavier and colder.

Yun Xiaoxi's face was a little pale, but he couldn't stop desperately controlling the purple gold gourd under him for a moment.

Although the name is "Purple Gold Gourd", it is still not the Purple Gold Gourd of the old gentleman's grandfather after all! And it's not fully grown yet. I took it down early, how could the gourd that had not yet grown really be able to compete with the endless yin and evil qi below.

Yun Xiaoxi seemed to hear the wail of the purple gourd, how could they not know that the purple gourd was about to reach its limit, and even if it was coerced, it would not last long.

How is the senior brother and sister? Yun Xiaoxi sighed worriedly, and the senior sister sounded, and the cloud fox sounded, and he couldn't help but be full of sadness, and glanced at the dark mountain under his feet.

"Master! Why haven't you woken up yet? I can't hold it anymore! Yun Xiaoxi turned his head to look to the west again, just in time to see layers of white light coming towards him like lightning.

"Not good!" Yun Xiaoxi trembled in an instant, and before she had time to summon the "Heavenly Power" fairy sword on her back, she saw a white figure blocking in front of her.

Yun Lingzi miscalculated, he thought it was the flaw of the White Lotus Holy Mother, but it turned out to be just a trap from beginning to end. The so-called mana failure of the White Lotus Holy Mother was just a scam from beginning to end, and she had already targeted her fifth junior sister.

He finally broke through the white jade lotus seat under the body of Our Lady of Pauline, but he didn't have time to appreciate the scene of the lotus throne shattering into pieces, so Our Lady of White Lotus took advantage of the situation to shoot a piece of broken lotus petals to the southeast.

The white light was like a refinement, and it went straight towards the purple gold gourd. Yun Lingzi was so shocked that he didn't have time to think about it, so he ignored the huge consumption of spiritual energy in his body, and his body flashed and chased towards the petals.

Yun Hengzi entangled the White Lotus Holy Mother, but Yun Lingzi was no longer able to shoot down so many petals.

What to do? Yun Lingzi had no idea in an instant.

But the fifth senior sister can't have anything to do, and the evil spirit must not permeate anymore!

The mind does not turn in an instant. Yun Lingzi's last flicker appeared in front of the petals. Since it may not be able to knock down the petals that sneak up on you 100%. He could only block Yun Xiaoxi's life first, and face the white lotus petals that shot out.

Knocked down, Yun Xiaoxi is naturally safe. He missed, and with himself in front of him, Yun Xiaoxi was still safe and sound.

As long as the purple gold gourd is still there, the evil qi will not spread, the master will be fine, and the Xuanguang Temple will not be a loss!

The sword light flashed straight towards the flying petals.

In an instant, the sword qi is like a rainbow, and the flowers fall like rain in an instant!

One, two, three or four, pieces of flowers. The Tianshu Immortal Sword in Yun Lingzi's hand bloomed with a brilliance that had never been seen before. The sound of the sword was written with the ultimate of the sword, until the lotus seed behind a petal gently hit the fairy sword in Yunhua's hand.

After all, it still doesn't work! Yun Lingzi sighed.

The heavenly power shattered, and the splinters of crystal splendor reflected the cold light of the cold and fluttered down. The lotus robe on Yun Lingzi's body also emitted a dazzling light like daylight, illuminating the heavens and the earth in an instant.

A white lotus, a Buddha lotus. should have been a family that depended on each other in the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, but at this moment, life and death were decided.

Flowers fall like rain, not just the petals of the white lotus.

There is more than just one sound for the Buddha to sing.

"Whoosh!" A meteor slipped from the moment of Beidou, piercing the dark night sky.

The power of heaven has been shattered, and the star of the Beidou has dimmed again.

"Wow~" A mouthful of blood suddenly gushed out from the originally restless dust in the prison, staining the blue walls red in an instant.

Lichen felt that his heart was throbbing, and a mouthful of churning qi and blood in his chest spurted out instantly, which made his brain have a moment of clarity.

"The ringing of the linlang, the ten directions are clear, the rivers and seas are silent, and the mountains swallow smoke. Ten thousand souls ambushed, beckoning a cluster of immortals. There is no atmosphere in the sky, and there is no demon dust on the earth. The wisdom of the cave is clear, and a large number of mysteries are also. A figure dressed in a green robe and carrying a wooden sword appeared in Chen's mind. But it disappeared in an instant.

"Who's that?" Lichen asked.

"Why is it so familiar, where have I seen it?" Lichen sat on the ground in a daze, not looking at the mouthful of blood that had just been spit out, and fell into one burst of myths after another.

"415 come out" shouted outside the door, the tightly closed iron door was opened heavily, and several uniformed policemen walked in, looked at the dust on the ground expressionlessly, and looked at the blood on the ground that still exuded bloody breath without any reaction, mechanically lifted the dust, and walked outside.

The third senior sister also left, Yun Hengzi's heart was desolate, and no matter how good his mood was, he couldn't stop the hatred in his heart.

When the grief and hatred reach a certain point, life and death can be looked down.

Yun Hengzi had no sorrow or joy at the moment, and all his thoughts were only the fairy sword in his hand.

Our Lady of the White Lotus was also uncomfortable, her natal magic weapon had been shattered, and she not only lost her greatest reliance, but also implicated herself. Unexpectedly, even the white jade golden lotus seeds hidden on the layers of petals did not drop the purple gold gourd, let alone hurt the little girl on the purple gold gourd.

Fortunately, Yun Lingzi is dead after all, and now all that is left is the only enemy in front of him...

His Taoism is higher than him, his mana is stronger than him, even if he is at the end of the crossbow, it is not that the ignorant junior in front of him can be humiliated, as long as the dust does not wake up. I still have a chance ...

Yun Hengzi silently took out his sword, converging all the brilliance on the fairy sword, just like a mortal swordsman handing out the most ordinary sword.

The sword is unremarkable, but it is the most proud sword after Yun Hengzi and I forgot about it.

The White Lotus Lady's face changed slightly, and she suppressed the qi and blood in her chest that were surging because of the shattering of the natal treasure, and her jade fingers flicked lightly, as if she was playing this extraordinarily beautiful music.

"Puff puff puff..." The five powerful qi swords broke through the clear light of Yun Hengzi's body in an instant, and also pierced Yun Hengzi's body. Before the blood could spurt out, Yun Hengzi's immortal sword had already approached the face door of the White Lotus Holy Mother.

Yun Hengzi smiled, and at this moment, his pale face smiled proudly, and he smiled with relief.

The White Lotus Holy Mother's face changed greatly, she didn't expect Yun Hengzi to even dodge, she was slightly stunned and was just about to dodge, but she found that a copper coin suddenly appeared at her feet, and with a flash of golden light, her figure was firmly trapped.

Heavenly power struck in, but it was shattered in an instant. A white light filled the heavens and the earth in an instant, and the immortal sword that had been cultivated for decades instantly bloomed all its power at this moment.

The white light was gone.

The Holy Mother of the White Lotus and Yun Hengzi seemed to have disappeared into heaven and earth, and there was no trace of them.

Night reigned again, and the fourth star of the Big Dipper quickly dimmed its brilliance.

Yun Xiaoxi cried, crying very sadly and sadly. Crystal tears fell on the purple gold gourd little by little, and were instantly absorbed by the gourd under their feet.

The high walls were surrounded by well-armed soldiers, and the ground within the walls of the silent courtyard was covered with yellow.

"No. 415, do you plead guilty or not?" The righteous words were solemn, and the sonorous and powerful inquiry sounded.

"I have a name!" Lichen was silent for a while, looked up at the long-lost sunshine, and suddenly raised his head and replied.

"Oh, who are you?" Surprisingly, the voice of inquiry also deviated from the normal direction and asked.

"Poor dust," Dust sighed.