Wuyu has had a good dress before, really good clothes...... Sea green vestments.

Speaking of which, when she traveled and preached in the grassland, Dog Rong Shan Yu was not taught, but also respected her piety and hard work, and gave this Haiqing Yi.

This robe is a Pokémon. The feel is smooth and thin like onion skin, which looks much softer than ordinary satin, but it is extremely warm when worn on the body, and the warmth effect is not inferior to that of a good fur. It is said that the vestment is made of the legendary fire silk, and it is difficult to find the second one in the world, and it is unknown where the dog Rong Shan got it.

Preaching in the grassland, the most painful thing is the mighty cold wind that can blow away the soul in the middle of winter, no matter how advanced the cultivation is, it is useless, but thanks to this magic robe, the master can stay in the depths of the grassland for many years.

After she returned to China and before the retreat, it coincided with the flooding in the eastern part of Nanli, the farmland was flooded, and a large number of victims appeared. The other party did not want to disclose his name, so Wuyu gave the robe to the other party to show his gratitude, and then when he didn't come to the Zen Monastery to catch fire and overdo the rituals, she asked Song Yang to find the other party and temporarily borrow the robe back for a while.

At this moment, this sea green robe was draped on King Jing's body. According to Song Yang's cognition in the previous life, the current condition of King Jing is almost in the weather of 20 degrees Celsius, wrapped in a fur coat, standing motionless under the sunset... Just as King Jing was muttering in his heart, 'It's not easy to be a nun', Song Yang also secretly smiled: It's also quite difficult to be a thief.

The prayer circle presided over by the two masters was quietly adjusted, which of course could not escape King Jing's eyes, but he didn't take it seriously, he just said that this was a normal change in Buddhism, King Jing completely trusted Wuyu, and he didn't know much about Buddhism in the first place...... Even if he understood, it was useless, there was a huge dojo, thousands of Zen disciples, except for Wuyu, Gushi and more than forty ascetic cultivators, very few could really recognize this magic circle, and the vast majority of monks were only a little confused at best.

King Jing fever. He was sweating profusely, but the robe was put on by Wuyu himself, and in a big way, this was the recognition of the Nanli Buddhists, and it was also a supreme glory to think about it in a small way, and he couldn't take it off no matter what, no matter how hot it was, he had to endure it, and he just hoped that the last prayer circle would end soon.

However, King Jing will definitely be disappointed, when he can't stand the heat, the tantric magic circle to suppress evil demons has just begun.

The 'Shingon Ming King' circle was learned by Wuyu in her early years when she was cultivating in Tibet, and there are many reasons why she asked Gushi to find a penance practitioner to help:

At the most basic, ascetic cultivation has a tantric background, and can quickly master this formation specially used to deal with the 'evil arts'; Zen Buddhism emphasizes peace, Tantra pursues the ultimate, and in terms of suppressing demons and subduing demons, Tantric spells are more fierce and domineering; Penance has always been jealous and hateful, and he is the person in the world who cares least about power; And most importantly... Penance has no power, clean and self-reliant, others can't win them over, and they can't be co-opted, and there will be no undercover stakes of King Jing or Yanding in this group.

Unconsciously, the sound of the mantra of the ascetic practice became stronger, they didn't know that Wuyu's light magic robe was thick and heavy Qiu, they only saw that in the demon array, King Jing was sweating profusely, his face was flushed, and his eyes were scattered... Monsters have fallen into the secret law array, how can they remain calm anymore? King Jing's appearance is clearly a demon.

Seeing that King Jing's situation was different, his state of mind of ascetic cultivation became more firm, and in the process of casting spells with all his might, his mind gradually became empty, and all his power was injected into the magic circle...... From dusk to dark, most of the hour passed, and instead of stopping, the circle moved more rapidly.

King Jing persevered, sweating a few catties, from his hair to his robe and even his shoes and socks, all of them were soaked through sweat, as if he had just been fished out of the water. At nightfall, a heavy cloud drifted in, weighing down the sky of Phoenix, and the air was suffocating again, and although there was no sun, it was more sultry than during the day.

But King Jing's feeling was different from everyone else, and he clearly felt it: it was cool.

As the night fell, a burst of coolness came from nowhere, from the skin to the lungs, and to the limbs.

Is it cool at night?

King Jing blinked, but suddenly lost the strength to open his eyelids again, and his mind was the same, and he didn't care about thinking about anything anymore...... The coolness after the heat came so pleasantly that almost instantly, the feeling of comfort that can only be described as happiness diffused into the whole body, making him lazy and tired, and he didn't want to think about anything at all, and all his mind couldn't help but enjoy it.

King Jing couldn't help but giggle.

The spell of penance suddenly sounded, the Brahma bell was taken in his hand, and the magic circle turned more and more urgently, almost running and jumping.

King Jing turned a deaf ear.

The front of the country is picturesque, the army under the command of thousands of horses, behind the glory of the imperial court, the prosperous generation of Tianjiao, the left is the worship of the ministers and the people, and the right is the worship of the world's Buddhist disciples led by the fishless master... Unspeakable joy. Only in the depths of King Jing's consciousness, he felt a little inappropriate, but he couldn't think of anything wrong, it felt very much like a moment in a dream, knowing that he was dreaming but he couldn't wake up, King Jing didn't want to wake up, this was a good dream, which made him flutter.

The name of this recipe is called 'Desire Immortal'.

After obtaining the inheritance of his master, he did not stick to the ancient recipes and created countless poison prescriptions by himself, and Amber was naturally no exception.

You Li's surname is Ge Mu Ne, he is dull, his research and creation of the recipe has no fancy at all, are from the practical point of view, such as 'not hungry', 'incineration', amber is different, the surname is a woman, the pursuit of ethereal heart, unwilling to be pragmatic only for freehand, just like this' Desire immortals', only make people forget where they are, completely fall into the illusion and enjoy endless pleasure, the medicine can't save people and can't kill people, but it has a little negative effect: the medicine will affect the eyes, make the eyes become blood-red, and after the drug is lifted, there will be blurred vision for three or two days, and there is no harm in other than that...... This kind of prescription Imperial Doctor You didn't even bother to look at, but it was Amber's most proud unique secret system.

In the same way as the transmission method of 'Puyu', 'Desire Immortal' also penetrates into the skin through pores, but in such an occasion, Song Yang has no chance to appear, and he has a poisoning skill but cannot use it.

Mrs. Shi had taken the antidote beforehand, but she was completely unaffected by the medicine. And the clothes are heavy and warm, and King Jing does not have the practice of being too restrained and guarding, wearing such a warm dress in the midst of impetuousness, it is natural to sweat, and when the clothes are soaked, the 'desire immortal' is also stained with sweat to the skin, and the king of Jing flutters 'desire immortal'.

The Dharma did not stop, the Wuyu master who was sitting on the ground slowly got up, stood up, and made a gesture to the surroundings, the Sanskrit mantra suddenly disappeared, and the ascetics continued to chase the formation, but they all closed their mouths, from the opening mantra to the Sanskrit chanting in their hearts, and the Zen monks outside also closed their voices, and the dojo quieted down in a blink of an eye, and Wuyu waited for a while, then took a deep breath and spoke: "Why are you laughing?" ”

…… I don't know where I am, I forget the world outside my body, all my feelings have been put into this imperial dream, and I can't talk about mental defense, King Jing is addicted to it and can't extricate himself, when he is happy, not only from where, suddenly a voice came: "Why are you laughing?" ”

Steady, solemn but cordial voice, it sounds familiar, but for a while, King Jing can't remember who the owner of the voice is, but he can feel that the other party is his trust, really trust. What's more, this is a big dream, why hide it in the dream: "I'm about to ascend the throne and rule the world, of course I have to laugh." ”

As he spoke, King Jing laughed again... Sure enough, he was dreaming, King Jing didn't feel that he was talking, he just answered in his heart, but he could hear his own voice in his ears, which was a fresh feeling and a very interesting appearance.

The words in his heart during the psychedelic time, and the words in his mouth in reality, not only could be heard by King Jing himself, but also around the dojo that had just quieted down, and all of them could be heard clearly.

Except for the core Dharma people, the rest of the people were all taken aback when they heard this, it was already clear that King Jing was going to ascend the throne, but it was inappropriate to say it so openly.

The little prince raised his head and looked at his most trusted grandfather Jingwang after the death of his father, mother and queen mother, and the doll's lips trembled... is not sensible yet, but the children of the emperor's family, no matter how young they are, can understand the weight of the dragon chair. But before he could say anything, Mrs. Lone Stone took him into her arms and signaled him not to say more.

The class master in the dojo was very fast, King Jing first sweated profusely and then laughed inwardly, these gaffes had already caused him to doubt, at this moment when he heard the taste of the question and answer was wrong, he immediately made a decision, and immediately shouted: "The thief uses the demon spell, take it quickly!" Almost at the same time as he spoke, Master Hu, who was of the same status as him, also raised his voice: "My heart is open, why not be afraid of dreams!" The gods and nuns drive evil for the country and the people, and those who act recklessly are guilty of complicity in rebellion! ”

The first team was large in number, and immediately drew his sword and stepped forward with the commander's 'rush into battle'; the other pair was less numerous, but the momentum was not inferior, and the chief officer shouted in a deep voice: "Protect the formation!" More than 100 people looked resolute and blocked the way.

It is King Jing's henchmen who want to charge into battle, needless to say; And the more than 100 people who guarded the array, without exception, had seen ghosts in the middle of the night four days ago...... They saw with their own eyes that the two gods and nuns blocked the emperor's ghost and saved everyone's lives, and they naturally worshipped Wuyu as a god in their hearts. But it is not enough to rely on that little worship and gratitude, and it is thanks to Master Hu that they can stand up at this moment.

In the current form of Jingzhong, Lord Hu didn't have the opportunity to directly meet with the inner court guards, but asked him to bring four sentences to the head of the guards in the palace:

The inner palace has strict laws and countless auspicious instruments to ward off evil spirits, why is Fenglong possessed by evil spirits; Long live why the soul is not scattered, and he has to wander around the three divisions; Shi Tai has learned the truth from the Banzai Spirit, and the truth will come to light when praying for the blessing of the Dharma; Please, general, protect the country, protect the law, protect the people, and protect my Nanli Fuhui...... The two teams of inner court guards are facing each other, and the situation inside and outside the dojo is not as simple as the guards confronting each other; Among the monks in the dojo, a group of more than ten people, I don't know whether it was King Jing's henchmen or the national teacher's eyeliner, shouted 'Thieves and nuns perform demon magic', and they all rushed over like wolves; a middle-aged monk suddenly turned out, a pair of big sleeves fluttering in the wind, and stopped them steadily: "You wait, stop." The voice was loud and the tone was serious, just like the sentence when the border was flooded and the epidemic was broken in the Yan army... The disguised Shi Xiaoxiao.

Among the crowds of people outside the dojo, some chanted 'Thief and Ni Evil Method' to incite ignorance, while the other end was-for-tat, shouting 'Shenni casting spell to drive away evil spirits'. Not only did King Jing have henchmen, but Hong Bowei, Prime Minister Zuo, the Criminal Department and the Murong family also placed dark piles in the crowd, shouting at the same time, more than how many people moved at the same time, and the simplest and most tragic confrontation was secretly assassinated by each other.

Around the dojo, there are still 20,000 heavy soldiers, and now the law is very important, and the main force of the forbidden army in Beijing has been stationed here to maintain order.

There are no old generals in this elite army, but after Feng Long's death, the royal family was controlled by King Jing, and they obeyed King Jing's orders...... In front of the palace, it was about to be chaotic, and I was afraid that it would be a tragedy if I couldn't breathe, and even the lonely stone master who had always had no expression was anxious, as long as there was a mess in the field, all the hard work would be wasted, but Wuyu was not in a hurry, and raised one hand to hold King Jing's throat steadily!

The chaos in front of us has long been expected, and if you can't get over the current level, what is the plan?

What's more, it is not difficult to solve this problem in the first place, just stretch out your hand...... Heaven is merciful, why not kill? The fishless master looked too calm, raising his eyes and looking around.

The power of King Jing's line is divided into two, one is the henchmen and wings that have been secretly cultivated for many years, this group of people may not be as elite as Hongbowei, but when it comes to loyalty, they are not bad at all, as soon as they see that the master's life is between the three fingers of the master, they throw a mouse bogey, and immediately dare not move again; Another strength is the courtiers headed by the right prime minister and won over by him, the right prime minister and others do not have much loyalty to King Jing at all, everyone is just a cooperative relationship. At this moment, King Jing is delirious, and the truth of the rebellion may be exposed at any time, how can Master Ban die with him, and the idea in his heart is clear: I would rather let Shitai kill King Jing than allow things to continue to develop.

It's a pity that only ideas are useless...... Today, the grand ceremony was all organized by King Jing, and Lord Ban came alone, and his loyal warriors were all left in the palace, so as to avoid suspicion and avoid King Jing's suspicion. How could Prime Minister You have imagined that things would suddenly change like this, and with him an old man, what could he do? Not to mention rushing into the formation to create chaos, if no one supported him, it would be difficult for him to reach the center of the circle.

However, Master Ban didn't give up, he always had to give it a try, put out all his strength, and yelled at King Jing in the center of the formation not far away: "Wang Jia, wake up!" ”

King Jing was indifferent, strangely, he could hear the sound of the fish, but he did not react to all other movements.

Master Ban was no longer in vain, and looked up at the chief general of the forbidden army and the leader of the guards, and his voice was calm and majestic: "King Jing was held hostage by demons, and Nanli's well-being was hanging in the balance, are the generals just standing and watching the play?" As soon as the right prime minister spoke, the troublemaker came immediately, and the left prime minister said in a solemn tone: "The situation is complicated, and stability is the first." Everything should be done by the general, and we can't wait for the military, thanks to the general. ”

The armed forces in Beijing are self-contained, and they have the right to be responsible and arbitrary at special moments, and they are not subject to the orders of the courtiers, and the meaning of Prime Minister Zuo is no longer understood, that is, to tell the generals: You don't have to listen to the old class, he can't control you.

And at this moment, Du Shangshu of the Criminal Department, who has never liked to speak and never took the initiative, also spoke, and his voice was light: "If there is no fish and it is not credible, there will be no credible person in the world." ”

The commander of the forbidden army first turned his head and whispered an order, and then looked at Wuyu Senran and shouted: "Emperor Taizu established the law, and the heirs of the imperial lineage are not coerced, and they do not hesitate to burn the jade." When you are limited to a moment, if you don't release the king, you will be killed. ”

The formation of the soldiers and horses changed again, and they were getting closer, and the marksman bent his bow and arrows, forming a pressure momentum but still not rushing into battle...... The way to do it is reasonable.

When the class heard this, he sighed secretly in his heart; Prime Minister Zuo and Du Shangshu glanced at each other, and both of them smiled.

An hour is divided into four quarters, one moment of work, which is enough for Tan Tuzi to talk about 'Song Qishi wielding a knife and fighting a product'.

…… King Jing didn't know anything outside his body, let alone that his throat was held by Shitai, and he was still indulging in the dream of 'lust for immortals' and couldn't extricate himself. After a moment of silence, a familiar voice sounded in my ears again: "Long live congratulations." The voice was smiling, and in a tone that was genuinely happy for him, he continued to ask, "To be the emperor of the Han people?" ”

King Jing wanted to laugh again, but the person who asked the question was stupid: "I am a Han Chinese, so I am naturally the emperor of the Han people, and I don't want the dog positions of the Tibetans, Uighurs, and Dogs to be given to me for nothing." Those barbarian states, just kill them all. ”

"So, Your Majesty is the Great Yan Emperor?"

King Jing shook his head with a smile: "Dayan is the father's state......

As soon as this statement came out, everyone changed color! It's just that I'm afraid of messing up Mrs. Shi's questioning, so I can only swallow the exclamation back, and my chest is indescribably depressed.

And King Jing's words were not finished: "I regard Yan Guoshi as a teacher, and I can't be disobedient." Don't dare to covet Yantu, if his old man is sent, Ren Yao will not dare to disobey. ”

"Your Majesty is not the Emperor of Dayan...", the voice finally understood: "It turns out that you are the emperor of Nanli Kingdom. After speaking, he paused slightly, and his tone showed doubts again: "But there is an emperor in Nanli, long live Fenglong is in a brilliant year, and his body is strong and energetic......"

King Jing's laughter became louder, and without waiting for the other party to finish speaking, he said, "Feng Long is a bad pen!" ”

There were tens of thousands of people present, and everyone still couldn't help but shout, not daring to make a sound to disturb, but the sound of heavy breathing should converge, and the atmosphere in the night was extremely depressing, and it didn't know when it would burst...... King Jing smiled heartily and continued: "Even now, I'm afraid Feng Long still can't figure out what is going on......

"The Mid-Autumn Festival parade is Your Majesty's clever plan, and if you pit Fenglong, you have to destroy the Queen Mother and the Queen?" Wuyu interjected and interrupted King Jing's dream, the news of Feng Long's death is not allowed to be made public, and King Jing cannot be allowed to continue, Shitai's rhetorical question is exquisitely worded, and when outsiders hear that the emperor has died tragically, it is true that it fell into King Jing's ears.

King Jing closed his eyes and raised an eyebrow, and his proud appearance was a little distorted against the firelight: "No, how can I ascend the throne." ”

(To be continued)