Wei Hou was dressed in light armor and strode into the imperial city, he had just withdrawn from outside the city, and there was still a murderous aura of battle on his body.

It was rumored in the city that the front army was defeated, and the defeat was extremely miserable, but this was not the case, Zhao Lian took the initiative to retreat, and the ghost warriors of the Japanese State were used as outcasts, regardless of casualties, and the onslaught did make the forward rout.

However, it did not affect the main formation of the Southern Army.

They have a numerical advantage, and they have Tiger Benwei in hand.

If you really want to fight, you can beat it.

However, when Weihou learned that the northerners' army was approaching, he decisively led the army and withdrew to the city, and the so-called "luring the enemy into the depths" of Zhao Ming and Penglai people had been completed.

Since the Penglai people swore an oath, they assured the lord of the country that there was a wonderful way to destroy the army of the northern country.

Weihou really wants to open his eyes and preserve his living power, even if the Penglai people's cowhide is blown up, Lin'an will not fall into a desperate situation.

"The second uncle is here."

In the imperial city, Zhao Ming, the lord of the country who was talking with the national teacher Immortal Gu in the palace, saw Wei Hou coming, so he greeted with a smile.

Weihou answered.

Some time ago, the veteran who was eager to kill the Penglai people, now seeing the white-clothed national teacher Fairy Gu in front, he also maintained a very rational mind.

The two even nodded their heads in greeting.

This scene, Zhao Ming, who watched it, felt a little relieved.

The second uncle should have been persuaded by himself, if this military general and the national teacher clash gradually, he would also have a great headache.

Both sides are people he trusts as pillars, and if he really wants to choose one of the two, it is difficult for Zhao Ming to make a decision.

This is not the main hall, but like a banquet, there are tables under the two sides of the lord.

The national teacher is on the left, and Weihou is on the right.

The veteran sat down behind the table, and said to the lord:

"The Japanese have gone to the city to make evil laws and turn ghosts into martial arts, but to break through the city wall, with their numbers, they can't do it at all, and what they really have to worry about is the army of the northern country.

They are approaching, and the siege of Lin'an has been completed. ”

Speaking of this, Zhao Lian looked at the veiled fairy girl opposite, and said:

"Next, it's up to the immortals to make a move, and use magic to make the enemy, so we'll see."

The words were ordinary, but the various meanings in them made Zhao Ming frown.

There are words in the second uncle's words, and it seems that the resentment in his heart has not subsided.

He was a little worried, and glanced at the national teacher.

I was afraid that the national teacher would be angry by the second uncle's words.

But no.

The expression under the fairy girl's veil was unusually calm, and she still maintained that dusty aura.

She whispered:

"Master Hou is still resentful of my generation? Could it be that he burned the Immortal Temple, stretched out his face again, and let Hou Ye beat, but he couldn't make the delusion in Hou Ye's heart dissipate? ”

"Huh."

Weihou chuckled lightly and didn't say anything.

The national teacher over there shook his head, and the mountain-moving fairy girl said in an ordinary tone:

"The poor road has been made by the Hou Ye, the lord of the country has explained a lot, the matter of Qilu is the rebellion in my door, and the Ten Thousand Souls Array is not as evil as the Hou Ye thinks.

Just like the knife and gun in the hand of the Hou Ye, it can be used to kill living beings and protect the people.

It's just an artifact, good things and bad things, all in the thoughts of the main array. ”

At this explanation, Wei Hou still smiled and remained silent.

The old man is very bad.

This expression of "look at your nonsense" can arouse anger the most, and Zhao Lian doesn't believe every word that this national teacher fairy girl says.

Tens of thousands of sons died in Qilu, so that he had already seen through everything.

"That's it, there's no basis for what you say."

The fairy girl who moved the mountain didn't say much.

She stood up, leaned slightly to the lord of the kingdom, and said:

"Today, let Master Hou take a look at the real usage of this Ten Thousand Spirits Immortal Array in my door.

Hou Ye is afraid that he doesn't know, the lord of the country is not as you think, tempted by our generation, in fact, the lord of the country has sacrificed a lot for this battle, but the lord of the country is kind-hearted, does not like to be famous, and has never said it. ”

What he said made Zhao Lian frown.

The old man coughed a few times and turned his head to look at Zhao Ming, who was sitting in the main seat.

The latter pursed his lips and whispered:

"The second uncle's worry about draining the soul and refining the spiritual qi will not happen in Lin'an City, and Gu has gathered the dragon qi in the city with the help of the Eastern Spirit National Master.

After the unfortunate death of the Dongling National Master, the Mountain Moving Immortal Gu continued the matter.

Using dragon qi to transform into the immortal array can also breed aura and protect me in Lin'an City.

With the help of aura, the national teacher can make immortal law.

The destruction of Beikou is just a snap of a finger. ”

"Dragon energy?"

Zhao Lian stood up in shock.

Even if he doesn't know the secrets of the immortal family, just by listening to this name, he knows that this thing is related to national fortune.

He exclaimed:

"This battle is for the imperial guard, the old man commands the army, and he is confident that he can defeat the Northern Kou! Why do you need to use such precious things? Ming'er, I'm afraid you've lost your soul!

If the dragon qi is lost, the dynasty collapses, even if the Northern Kou is defeated, what can it do? ”

"Master Hou thinks it's bad."

The national teacher Immortal Gu explained:

"The dragon qi is the emperor's qi, it is very noble, and it is not a problem to turn the spirit array into a killing qi and sweep the world.

This spiritual object, with the country and the world as the source, Lin'an dragon qi is consumed, and it is not impossible to replenish, as long as the northern country is destroyed and the capital is moved to Yanjing.

When the world is unified and the country is restored, there will be dragon energy everywhere, and at that time, the lord of the country will not only be fine, but also nourished by dragon energy and live a long life.

There is also a secret method in our sect that can protect the safety of the lord of the country. ”

"Yes."

Zhao Ming also persuaded in a gentle tone:

"Second uncle don't worry, I have already learned the Penglai secret method from the Dongling National Master, not only bathing in dragon energy, strengthening the body, but also all kinds of miracles."

Zhao Lian's brows did not loosen, but wrinkled even tighter.

He asked sharply:

"After learning the secret method of Penglai, don't you still want to worship under Penglai?"

is worthy of Weihou, and he grasped the core of the problem at once.

Asked by him, Zhao Ming's eyes dodged.

"This..."

He knew the temper of the second uncle, so he naturally concealed the matter.

But now that it's been cracked, I can't hide it.

"Weihou don't have to worry."

The Moving Mountain Fairy Gu whispered:

"The Lord of the Kingdom, how can you enter my sect and become an ordinary disciple?

I Xianshan Daojun, some time ago, I have come to the city, today to kill the dragon qi to break through the enemy, after raising the prestige of the lord, and then choose a good day and auspicious day, with my door in the Daojun personally lead the lord of the country, into the position of Penglai elder. ”

"Bang"

The table in front of Wei Hou was kicked over.

The flasks and saucers, spilled everywhere, burst apart, and made the atmosphere in the hall gloomy.

"You! You..."

Wei Hou stretched out his hand and pointed at Zhao Ming, so angry that he couldn't speak.

The old man sensed that the world had really changed.

It became a little incomprehensible to him.

He felt like he couldn't keep up with the changes.

The lord of a nation...

I want to worship in the immortal gate, what do I do as an elder of Laoshizi! After that, even if this southern country is the world's king, who is it?

Above the lord of the country, there is also Penglai Daojun.

This is the divine right of kingship...

I found myself an uncle!

He's crazy!

He looked at his nephew, but the latter's gaze did not dodge, and those eyes were directly with Weihou's.

Obviously, Zhao Ming didn't think his choice was wrong.

"Our country's military strength is exhausted, and there are crises everywhere in the country, and the second uncle is a wise man, and it is impossible not to see that my father and the king of Huainan have the ambition to set the world.

Since Lone has taken over the throne, he naturally wants to fulfill the long-cherished wish of his elders, and if he wants to dominate the world, he must use force!

The second uncle wants to use military means to help orphans achieve great causes.

Lone now chooses the immortal family as the sword in his hand, and it is not impossible to cut off the world's disobedience. ”

So said the young lord.

The voice was clear, if the silver plate fell on the stone, the words were typed in Zhao Lian's heart.

is like a guillotine, completely cutting off the last trace of complicated feelings in the old man's heart.

He looked at his nephew.

It's only been more than a year, and the young man in front of him is already so unfamiliar.

His lips moved, trying to say something, but he didn't say it.

The anger, disappointment, consternation, and pain on Wei Hou's face all the feelings dissipated, and after a few breaths, his breathing became smooth.

The complexity in his eyes also subsided, and he seemed to accept all this.

Calm.

"Hehe, my family Ming'er has really grown up."

Wei Hou seemed to be quite happy, twisted his beard, and said with a smile:

"I have made up my own mind, and I can carry the girder of the southern country, which really makes the old man feel a lot, since Ming'er has made up his mind, the old man will definitely try his best to help.

Today, I was tired, so the old man went back to rest first and waited for good news. ”

After speaking, the smiling old man arched his hand to his nephew and grandson, and the national teacher, picked up the battle helmet with his left hand, and strode out of the palace.

"Ahem"

After a few steps, he coughed violently.

Removing the hand that covered his mouth, his palms were red.

"Yes, yes."

The old man braced his body and pushed away the generals who were about to support him, he lowered his head, wiped his palms red, and wiped them on his armor.

Then turn over and get on the horse.

A force rose and surged in this dying old body, and it seemed that the battered old man returned to the time when he was ambitious.

"Now, I'm going to be laughed to death by those old things in the Tiance Army."

Zhao Lian rode on the horse, letting his body rise and fall with the advance of the war horse.

He closed his eyes and whispered:

"He has always looked down on my Zhao family, and now, the old man himself looks down on himself, that's it, in the end, I, a chaotic minister and thief, be a loyal minister again, what I stole ...

It's time to go back. ”

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Bidding farewell to the lord of the country, the mountain moving fairy girl set foot in the interior of the imperial city.

She carried her oil-paper umbrella and walked into a large hall that had been completely emptied.

Carved dragons and phoenixes, decorated in the simple and gorgeous hall, the ground is covered with all kinds of complex patterns, and there are wonders like smoke rising.

A mist between the virtual and the real lingered around the temple.

There was no wind.

But that fog changes from moment to moment.

Occasionally, it will turn into a rising dragon, swimming around the temple, and then changing into other beast types, flipping and moving.

Evil is magical.

This is the dragon's energy, which is not visible on weekdays, but it is summoned by the secret method and gathers here.

In the center of the lingering gray mist, the black Zen staff stood in the air, more than ten inches above the ground, it had its own consciousness, and the gray mist wrapped around it, like breathing.

It's close.

You can also hear a clear, seemingly absent roar.

Full of charm, like a dragon's chant.

Under the Zen staff, an old monk wearing a yellow robe and a red robe sits cross-legged.

With his back to the gate, he knocked on the wooden fish in his hand and chanted Buddhist scriptures.

There was no one here, and he must have read it to himself.

"Not bad."

The fairy girl looked at it for a moment and said:

"The soul of the dragon seems to be about to wake up full, it seems that what Benjun taught, you old monk, learn very quickly."

"Well, the old monk still has a little wisdom, and he didn't disappoint the Immortal Monarch, right?"

The old monk stopped the wooden fish and said with a smile.

"Disappointed or not, it's all about it."

The mountain mover took a few steps forward, holding a purple oil-paper umbrella, grabbed a wisp of dragon qi and played with it in his hand.

She said:

"Ben-kun is here to warn you! Old monk. ”

"My Daojun tonight and tomorrow, if you want to kill the enemy in the city, you need the dragon qi to gather and transform the spiritual power, you are responsible for suppressing the dragon qi, don't make any trouble.

My family Daojun is like a god, and his mind is unpredictable.

If you provoke him to anger, you can't protect you. ”

Fairy Gu said a few words in a cold voice.

Suddenly, he changed his words and said:

"Fortunately, you have a tight mouth, if the ancestor knows that Benjun taught you something that you shouldn't teach before, then Benjun will be greatly punished.

You also have to have a snack, for the sake of Ben Jun and you have fought several times, let's have a good time, don't make trouble for Ben Jun, those who shouldn't learn, forget about it, don't go to learn.

Learn to be a good one, and you are not responsible. ”

The old monk closed his eyes and chanted a few verses.

He said:

"No wonder Xianjun didn't come to practice with the old monk these days, it turned out that there were guests here.

Xianjun, don't worry, the old monk didn't take it to heart at all, what dragon qi rhyme, what arhat golden body and the like.

It's all as nonsense as a picture story, how can a wise man like an old monk believe it?

However, Xianjun's heart is also big, so he talks nonsense, and he is fighting with open fire, not afraid of being listened to by people with a heart? ”

"Afraid of what?"

The moving mountain gentleman pursed his lips and said:

"The ancestor only woke up for three minutes, and came to Lin'an, but a wisp of divine consciousness and divine thought, calling for wind and rain is still successful, and other fine methods, such as the power of the origin to pour the sky, are useless."

She was like a complaint, saying:

"There is such an unpredictable leader, it is really a headache, he is an old man, at this time, he is away from Lin'an Hongchen, and he is happy to play.

What a hook fence washer, Qinglou gambling house.

I went to the places where I should go and the places I shouldn't go.

Acting is becoming more and more unpredictable.

Benjun is very dull, he couldn't see through the ancestors a thousand years ago, and after a thousand years, he suddenly woke up and ran to say something inexplicable.

It made Benjun's heart go up and down, and he felt more and more that this thousand-year-old plan was a show.

Act for others.

I also play it for myself. ”

She reached out and touched her towering chest.

It seems that there is really some panic.

"In short, you old monk should be careful!"

The mountain mover said sharply:

"Don't play any moths, you Nirvana Temple thousands of people, but they are all in the city, the Buddhist family talks about the virtue of life, just for the people of this city, you have to do things with your heart!

Oh yes.

A few days later, the ceremony of the lord of the country entering the Penglai Mountain Gate was presided over by my Daojun himself, and the monarch left a place for you. ”

Xianjun walked towards the palace door, and she waved her hand.

casually said:

"Don't forget to bring a congratulatory gift and dress up for it."

"Don't be late."