"After so many days of waiting, you've finally bared your bloodthirsty fangs. Okay, good, it's really a blockbuster! The first shot cost 250,000 lives, such a big deal, it can really be called an angry man! Then, let the old man also help you! ”

In addition to the Chengtian Gate directly south of the Purple City, the location to the east is where the Qintiansi Taoist Temple of the Northern Yan Dynasty is located. Before this temple, there is a high platform that rises into the clouds, called the 'viewing platform', which is a 'religious building' used to observe the stars and divinate fortune.

On today's viewing platform, there is a thin old man with crane hair and a childish face, dressed in a green robe. After he let out the emotion just now, he looked back and lit the three pillars of incense, and then inserted a yellow mounted paper on a wooden sword. The man gently swung the wooden sword in the northeast direction, and the yellow paper on the tip of the sword actually burned into a green fire out of thin air, broke off the shackles of the tip of the sword, and drifted away in the southwest direction, and it didn't take long for it to disappear into the air without a trace.

At this moment, Emperor Zhou Yuanqing, who had already received the report of the defeat of the Eastern Customs, was standing on top of the Chengtianmen Tower, hiding in the dark and watching every move of this thin Taoist. When he saw the spontaneously combustible yellow rune paper that emitted green flames floating towards the southwest, he couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

There is also a young Taoist priest standing under the stargazing platform, who looks about sixteen years old, his face is extremely ordinary and ordinary, without the slightest feature that can be eye-catching, if he changes into the clothes of ordinary people, he will not be able to find it if he throws it in the crowd.

This mediocre-looking young Taoist priest watched as the thin old Taoist jumped down from the high platform of the view, and his body fluttered in mid-air like a weightless feather for a long time, and finally stood quietly in front of him.

"Master...... Your ...... talisman"

"Mu Qiu, be cautious!"

The thin old Taoist whispered to stop the little Taoist priest who wanted to speak and stopped, and then pointed to the wine gourd on his waist, and after taking it, he pulled out the stopper, and snorted coldly towards the empty Chengtianmen:

"Humph! This is the den of the Ninety-Five True Dragon, how can you allow Yin Ghosts and Demons to do it! Wait for Guan to trigger the three flavors of true fire, and refine the soul of the demon and evil spirit! ”

With incomparable majesty, the voice echoed ethereally outside the empty Chengtian Gate. Before the echo could be heard, the Daoist raised his head and took a sip of the wine, spurting it out into the void......

The wine gourd was just some ordinary liquor, and it erupted from the mouth of this Taoist master, and it turned out to be a raging flame! If it weren't for the fact that I often saw this old 'spiritual power', Emperor Zhou Yuanqing would never believe in these gods, ghosts, demons and evil theories!

Now I first saw the ordinary yellow talisman that spontaneously combusted without fire and disappeared out of thin air, and then I saw him turn over and jump down from the high platform, his body fluttering and unharmed; Now he can still spit out the three flavors of real fire, kill demons and guard the palace gate, it seems that he is a great worshipper, and he is really a Xuanmen everyone with real skills!

It wasn't until this Qintiansi worshiped Guan Beidou and returned to the Qintiansi Taoist Temple with his apprentice Qiao Muqiu that the little apprentice asked puzzledly:

"Master, why do you want to play the tricks of those charlatans?"

Guan Beidou thought about it, then pointed to his legs and said:

"Master turned over and fell from such a high viewing platform, isn't it based on real kung fu?"

"But that's not ...... either"

"The child remembers that as long as you have the real thing around you, then the fake will also become the real thing; If you don't have the ability to hold the craft, then the real will become a fake; Just now, when the master was observing the astrological phase on the high platform, His Majesty was watching our master and apprentice from the tower of Chengtianmen; If we don't give him something to see, where will we get those endless incense offerings? ”

Guan Beidou took out countless porcelain bottles from the wide cuffs while muttering to his apprentice. And Qiao Muqiu seemed to have just listened to it and didn't seem to understand, but he was very discerning to help his master pat the dust on his body:

"But master, as far as the small tricks you just played, there are many Jianghu people in Nanqiao Market who are proficient in this way, and they are much more powerful than you in these tricks; But if you want to rely on these indiscriminate means to bluff Your Majesty, I'm afraid it's impossible......

Guan Beidou turned over and untied the seven-star demon slashing sword bound behind him, and slapped it directly on the table:

"I told you just now, Master, I have real things in my hands, so the means I use are naturally far more credible than those Jianghu people; And the kind of phosphorus powder they use is exactly the same road goods, how can there be such a master who looks bluffed with ingredients! It's not because we play these tricks to deceive people, it's just because we have taken so much money from His Majesty over the years, but we have been standing on the stage all day long and watching the stars, which is really a bit ......"

When Qiao Muqiu heard this, he suddenly interrupted:

"But isn't that what Your Majesty invited you to do?"

"But after all, he is an ordinary man and can't understand the mysteries of heaven, so the master can only use the means they can understand to show the hard work of you and me. In this way, he can continue to pay for the money willingly! ”

Qiao Muqiu nodded as if he didn't understand, turned out of the door, and went to wash his master's feet. And Qin Tiansi, who was still sitting at the table drinking tea, worshiped Guan Beidou, but at this time he smiled and said to himself:

"Demon Star, Demon Star, you must make a world collapse next! Otherwise, it will be in vain Guan Mou's hard work! ”

After speaking, all he thought about was the three-pillar fragrance that he had just lit on the viewing platform. These three pillars of fragrance were placed in the eyes of Emperor Tianyou and Qiao Muqiu, and they were only burned by him for the more than 200,000 Northern Yan soldiers and civilians who died tragically in the fire of the East Customs; But in fact, it was Guan Beidou who borrowed the fragrance of the three pillars as the guide and substitute for the way of the three talents of heaven, earth and man, and took advantage of the general trend of the heavens to confuse and guard the heart, and carefully laid out a killing array. And the center point of this killing array is the brighter and brighter celestial star in the northeast of the sky.

At the same time, everyone who was talking in the Shen Mansion was suddenly frightened by He Wendao, who was silent again, and did not dare to speak. After a long time, He Wendao first walked to Yan Qinghong's side, opened his eyelids, mouth, and palms in turn and carefully examined them, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and said to everyone:

"Rest assured, our second prince will not die suddenly......"

Yan Qinghong's originally stiff body suddenly became as soft as mud, and the whole person leaned on the back of the chair behind him, panting constantly, and muttering and scolding the street:

"I look at you, it's not as good as Liu Banxian's two knives! What the hell is the magic of the heart, what kind of bullshit demon star enters the palace, and what is the waist of the Oriental Green Dragon, I will rip out your two waists now, do you believe it? You must have thought that what you just said was too evil, and you couldn't come back for a while, so you changed your mouth temporarily! I said the surname He ......"

Shen Gui looked at his weak heart after escaping death, and suddenly stopped his endless momentum with some impatience:

"It's endless, you, if you say that again, maybe you'll choke to death with saliva! You listen and the great shaman puts the cow...... Can't you finish talking? ”

He Wendao was not disturbed by them at all, but still pointed to the starry sky in mid-air with a worried face:

"It's not that as you think, there is no way to solve the situation of guarding the palace; Yan Qinghong escaped and it wasn't my nonsense, because next to the Tianshi Star in the northeast direction, a flying star was skipped; If I'm not mistaken, at this moment, there should already be a Youbei royal bloodline, who should have died...... The second son can't help it, it seems that the person who should be robbed and killed is either your father or your brother......"

After Yan Qinghong heard what He Wendao said, he immediately said in a cold tone:

"What's wrong with this, you didn't kill it. However, fortunately, only one died, otherwise who else would I go to avenge the blood revenge of killing my mother? ”

Yan Qinghong did not give up the revenge of killing his mother in his heart; The reason why he didn't investigate further was not because he had identified the identity of the murderer, or because he couldn't bear to 'kill his relatives with righteousness' because in his heart, no matter who was the mastermind or who was the accomplice, he had to pay the price of blood, and it was only a matter of time before he came first.

And Shen Gui and Tie Lian'er have long seen the thoughts he has hidden deep in their hearts, and the two sisters and brothers often feel the ruthlessness of the heavenly family and the weakness of flesh and blood.

Just when Yan Qinghong fell into a tangled emotion, He Wendao opened his mouth and continued:

"And...... According to my observation, no matter which of the royal family who should be robbed and killed, it is not the fate of heaven that makes the choice, but the temptation of manpower......"

When Shen Gui heard his words, he suddenly recalled many unsolved mysteries......

"You're saying that there really are people who can rely on astrological arrangements to kill people? I heard that Yue Haishan was killed by my mother-in-law Li Xuanyu in the air; Could it be that this time, the other party also used such a mysterious method? No, Liu Banxian told me before that it was Yue Haishan who forcibly broke through the shackles of mortals, causing his strength to escape and die! …… What the hell is going on? You two hurry up and come up with a result, I'm too lazy to speculate! ”

He Wendao looked at Liu Banxian, who looked embarrassed, and only tilted his head, and then explained in a calm tone:

"Everyone has their own opinions, how the Qingmang Sword God died, I'm afraid only the ancestor of the Great Shaman and himself can tell; However, this astrology technique is not as simple as you think, whether it is the star spirit technique of our shamanic religion, or the astrology method of Xuanyue Dao Palace, or all the exercises of other sects on the celestial phase, no matter how high or low the cultivator is, he can only borrow the power of the sky, but he cannot go against the sky; A flying star (no trace) crossed next to the Tianshi Star can prove this once-in-a-century fierce appearance - Yingfu guards the heart, and there are masters who are taking advantage of the heavenly power; Because if it is a normal celestial phase, it should also be a meteor with obvious tail marks! ”

Although Shen Gui did not believe in this "feudal superstition" doctrine in his heart, and also had his own understanding and concept of the sun, moon and stars, he still couldn't hold back his curiosity in the face of He Wendao's argument:

"Then tell me, the unlucky guy who helped Yan Lao Er stop the disaster this time, is it his son? Or is it his eldest brother? ”

He Wendao rolled his eyes:

"Wait until someone in the palace asks tomorrow...... I'm just a shaman, and I'm not a street diviner......"

Since Liu Banxian was plotted by Lu Xiangyin's Suluo Relic Lamp, he has been a little majestic. Now under the slightly mocking eyes of everyone, he could only bow his head and remain silent, blushing an old face.