Three-order spells, five punishments to pierce the heart.

If Zhou Yi exerts his strength, it is not colic in the five internal organs, and he will directly penetrate the intestines and rot his stomach.

In a moment, Zhou Yi sat in the third place, and then only the national teacher Xuanyuan and the eldest disciple Wuchen were left.

"Prince of Han, let's meet again."

Wuchen's face was extremely unnatural, and he kept looking at Shizun, he didn't want to lose face.

"You step aside, you have something to say for the teacher and the son." Xuan Yuan snorted coldly, extremely dissatisfied with his disciple's performance.

Wuchen's face was impressive, and he worshiped himself to practice under the master's door, and all the officials and nobles in Beijing were regarded as guests, but today they were frightened by a hairy boy in his teens and gave way.

"I have heard the name of Xuanyuan Taoist friends for a long time, and I see ...... today"

Zhou Yi smiled: "It's better to be famous than to meet!" ”

When the voice fell, the banquet hall was in an uproar, and they all looked at the prince of Han and were shocked by his boldness.

Xuanyuan has been on the throne of the national teacher for three years, and several times someone has come to challenge him, but the muscles and veins are broken, and the heavy is gone.

"The son of the world was born in a barbarian land, and it is normal to be short-sighted."

Xuanyuan's voice was calm, without the slightest anger: "When you see the prosperity of Kyoto, you will find that you are just sitting in a well and watching the sky." ”

Zhou Yi looked Xuanyuan up and down, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and there was something incredible in his eyes.

Yesterday, the divine sense saw Xuanyuan's blood, and nine times out of ten it was the Demon Dao Method.

The demon monk has a perverse and violent temperament, and he is the most protective of his shortcomings, Zhou Yi is so bullying Xuanyuan Guan Taoist today, even the righteous monk can't bear it, Xuanyuan is just not painful and sarcastic.

At this time, a few people came into the banquet hall, led by the prince of Chu and the prince of Qin.

"I haven't seen you for a few years, but Uncle Ran's magnanimity has not diminished back then." Zhou Yun, the son of King Qin, was a young man in his twenties.

Zhou Ran, the son of the King of Chu, is over thirty years old, and his momentum is like a tiger between his steps, and he obviously has martial arts.

"Nephew Yun's physique is not very good, how can he take on a heavy responsibility, or go back to Yingjun to practice hard." Zhou Ran patted Zhou Yun on the shoulder and shook him to a stagger.

The Chu Wangfu has always had rules for practicing martial arts, and the current King of Qin is a martial arts master. The martial arts master has a longevity of one hundred and fifty yuan, and Zhou Ran has been a son for thirty years, and he is one generation higher than Zhou Yun and others.

"Ahem! What Uncle Ran said is not right, what Da Zhou needs is civil governance, not martial arts. ”

Zhou Yun was a few steps away from Zhou Ran, and a Taoist behind him pinched the magic trick in his hand, and the rejuvenation technique eliminated the pain in his shoulder.

"Two princes, poor Dao Xuanyuan, please take a seat."

With a smile on his face, Xuan Yuan got up to greet him, leading the two of them to sit on the left and right seats of the main dragon chair, only one step lower than the dragon chair, to show dignity.

The guards brought by the two princes, only Xuanyuan, Zhou Yi and Wuchen were left in the seats on the left, which just filled the vacancy.

"The emperor has arrived."

A shrill voice entered the banquet hall.

Zhou Ye, the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, stepped out from behind the screen of the banquet hall, and the eunuchs serving on the left and right were also dressed in Taoist robes.

"See Your Majesty!"

Everyone in the banquet hall got up to see, but no one knelt down to greet them, they were all famous and shocking, and they were still a little arrogant.

"No courtesy." Zhou Ye was smiling, obviously in a good mood.

Emperor Zhou is over eighty years old, and he is already a long life expectant in the Great Zhou Dynasty, still with a ruddy face and steady walking.

Zhou Ye sat on the first dragon chair in the banquet hall, looked down, and said, "This is the son-in-law, right?" ”

Zhou Li, the king of Han, is nearly fifty years younger than Emperor Zhou, but he is an equal generation in terms of generation.

"I've seen Your Majesty, and the minister is a disciple of King Han. The minister has been practicing in the mountains since he was a child, and he also has the Taoist name Chixiao. Zhou Yi got up and replied.

"Haha, my nephew also likes to practice and participate in meditation, not bad."

When Zhou Ye heard this, his face showed surprise, and his title changed: "What kind of way does my nephew cultivate?" ”

"Nature is the road to eternal life."

Zhou Yi replied: "In my spare time, I also refine the elixir. ”

"To be ashamed, cultivating and refining qi is only to prolong lifespan, and it will only be more than a thousand years after Dacheng."

Xuanyuan scolded: "What kind of immortal avenue must be deceitful, and it is a false word. ”

Zhou Ye was stunned when he heard this, he was extremely convinced of the national teacher, thought in his heart, and looked at Zhou Yi's eyes dissatisfied.

Who doesn't want to live forever, but Zhou Ye doesn't believe that there is immortality in the world, the reason is that no one in the previous emperors can live forever, and in comparison, the thousand-year life span is much more credible.

"After all, the prince of Han came from a small place, and it is normal for him to be deceived by the mountain and wild Taoist priests."

Zhou Yun, the son of King Qin, comforted: "The national teacher's cultivation is profound, and Brother Yi should ask for more advice in the future, so as not to be deceived again." ”

Zhou Ran practiced martial arts, and his body was five big and three thick, but at this time, he was not willing to lag behind: "If the imperial brother practices with the national teacher, he will definitely be able to live a long life and a long life." In the future, the younger brother wanted to practice together, and asked the royal brother to agree. ”

"Haha, Brother Ran doesn't have to be like this, I will allow you to go to the avenue together!"

Zhou Ye has been on the base for ten years, and he has not achieved much in politics, he wants to cultivate the Tao, and he likes the recognition of the people around him the most.

"The two sons of the world have excellent roots, and they must have a smooth path and successful cultivation."

Xuanyuan stroked his long beard and said with a smile: "The poor Taoist master will pass on the Changchun Sutra, and when the banquet is over, it will be passed on to the son." ”

"Thank you, the national teacher."

The uncle and nephew stood up to thank each other, looked at each other, and regarded each other as the biggest rivals in the competition for the throne.

"Puff ......"

Zhou Yi couldn't help laughing, and suddenly broke the picture of the combination of monarchs and ministers, and when he saw everyone's eyes looking at him, he said with a smile: "Poor Dao looks at the two princes, but they are not good material for cultivation. ”

The Yuan Shen swept over Zhou Ran and Zhou Yun, both of them, without a single spiritual root, if they want to embark on the Dao, they need to enter the Dao with martial arts, and the difficulties and obstacles are not something that ordinary people can break.

As soon as these words came out, the originally harmonious atmosphere of the palace banquet became weird, the masters on the right held back a smile, and the prince's guards on the left looked at each other angrily.

Xuanyuan was not angry, and said indifferently: "The prince of the world is a nobleman, how can there be no spiritual root, young people are responsible for speaking." ”

Zhou Ye's face turned cold: "Prince of Han, be cautious in your words and deeds!" ”

The emperor's criticism is already a catastrophe, and he should kneel down three times and bow nine times to admit his mistake, otherwise he may find a reason to revoke the title of King of Han in the future.

Zhou Yi smiled slightly, changed the topic and said: "The national teacher's Taoism is profound, and the poor Taoist has also learned something, and I just want to see it." ”

Without waiting for Xuanyuan's reaction, Zhou Ran took the lead in slapping the table: "Nephew Yi, don't mess around anymore, Uncle wants to sue Brother Li'er, let you think about it behind closed doors for a year and a half." ”

Five punishments piercing the heart.

Zhou Yi ignored Zhou Ran and silently dropped a spell, which was a little more powerful than not long ago.

"Hmm......"

Zhou Ran's face twitched, and he felt a sharp pain in his internal organs, and he rolled down the steps directly, and landed right in front of Zhou Yi's table.

"Uncle Ran just needs to keep his mouth shut in the future, and there is no need to make this big gift."

Zhou Yi looked at Xuanyuan: "What does the national teacher think?" ”

"Poor Dao disdains to bully juniors, let alone bully ordinary people."

Xuanyuan pinched the spell in his hand, and a red light fell on Zhou Ran's body, which immediately relieved the pain of the spell.

It's a pity that after only relieving a few breaths, and before Zhou Ran got up to thank him, he felt severe pain again.

The Five Punishments Heart Piercing Method is a third-order spell, Zhou Yi is perfect, and its power is comparable to that of the fourth order, such as the poison of the tarsal bone, which is extremely difficult to remove.

"What a poisonous spell!"

A bronze mirror appeared in Xuanyuan's hand, and the blood-colored light shrouded Zhou Ran, and a moment later, a wisp of black smoke dispersed and dissolved.

Zhou Ran got up, didn't dare to look at Zhou Yi, bowed down to thank Xuanyuan, and hurriedly returned to his seat.

"The national teacher's magic is not fine, but the treasures are good."

Zhou Yi and Xuanyuan fought for a round and had a slight upper hand, and as for the prince of the vassal who was tortured by the spell, both of them didn't care at all.