"Master, where is the prince of Han?"

Wuchen can't say that he has no hatred for Zhou Yi, but he definitely has no good feelings.

"Yellow-haired child, do things in an unorganized way, don't worry."

Xuanyuan stroked his beard and said: "When he first arrived, he had a bad relationship with the Qin Wangfu before the foundation was stable, and he was valued by His Majesty, and the Chu Wangfu would also regard him as a thorn in the side." Secretly adding fuel to the fire, the Han Wangfu will definitely fall into endless trouble, and naturally it will not affect our plans. ”

"The master is clever."

Wuchen exclaimed: "In this way, we don't need to do anything at all." ”

"Da Zhou is a chessboard, you and I are chess players, and we must consider the overall situation."

Xuanyuan looked in the direction of the Han Wangfu and said softly: "The prince of the Han Dynasty is just a powerful chess piece, as long as he is surrounded by other chess pieces, no matter how he tosses, he can't jump out of the chess player's control!" ”

Xuanyuan practiced in seclusion in the mundane for decades, and then operated in Beijing, and the first consideration in doing things was the art of power and conspiracy.

The bloodiness of the demon monk has long been gone, otherwise he would have turned his face with Zhou Yi at the palace banquet.

The days passed, and after Zhou Yibu descended the Spirit Gathering Array, he had been cultivating in the Han Palace.

Let the situation in Luojing change, I will not move, so that those who plan to trouble the Han Wangfu will not be able to start.

Zhou Ye hinted a few times that there was a magic method for prolonging life, but Zhou Yi shirked it.

The emperor was dissatisfied, and the officials who had intended to be good friends with the Han palace immediately dissociated themselves.

Xuanyuan took this opportunity to offer the elixir, which was condensed by the bloodline of the young and energetic clan, and after taking it, it could greatly extend the longevity. The only flaw is that you need to continue to take it, otherwise your blood will not be strong, and you will die of aging in an instant.

More than 30 princes of the vassal kings, except for the three in Beijing, the rest were all taken away by the blood demon, and there was no shortage of alchemy main medicine.

Zhou Ye took one elixir every month, and sure enough, he was light and healthy, his snow-white hair gradually turned gray, his wrinkled skin became firm, and he was twenty or thirty years younger.

"The world's clan vassal kings and county kings, tens of thousands of people, eat the king's lu, and they should share their worries for the king!"

Zhou Ye knew the source of the main elixir, and said to Xuanyuan: "Don't wait until it is exhausted, you must prepare the next batch of elixir in advance, and let the clansmen from all over the country enter Beijing on the grounds of sacrificing to the ancestors!" ”

The national teacher Xuanyuan has meritorious medicine and is unparalleled in power for a while, and the emperor does not go to court most of the time, and political affairs have almost become a hall of words for the national teacher.

The people who associate with the national teacher are like the carp crossing the river, and the Xuanyuan view is established in the hometown of the official, and the disciples of the national teacher are gradually spread all over the Great Zhou.

A year has passed in a flash, and the Han Palace's Mansion is about to be forgotten.

"Sit and read the Huang Ting Sutra and savor the mystical realm. Feathering soared, and Luo Jing had a fairy name. ”

Zhou Yi's eyes suddenly opened, mana flowed, and wisps of five-colored clouds rose in the quiet room.

Waving his hand to break open the closed door of the wind, it was the middle of the moon, and a cold light was sprinkled.

Feng Tian stood majestically in the courtyard, and after practicing the secret record of blood refining body, he changed from martial arts to body cultivation, and he was always practicing in the spirit gathering array.

Feng Tian heard the sound of the door, turned around and saw Zhou Yi, with an excited look on his face.

"Shizi, you're out of the customs."

"You go and mobilize the palace secret guards, don't let Xuanyuanguan go!"

Zhou Yi said, his figure rose to the sky, and went straight to Xuanyuan Temple.

Compared with a year ago, the scope of Xuanyuan Temple has more than doubled, and the surrounding households voluntarily donated their land to make friends with the national teacher.

Zhou Yi stood above the Taoist temple in the air, sensed a layer of alert magic array, and waved a five-colored thunderbolt to break it.

"After operating for several years, even the Protector Sect formation has not been arranged, which is still a cultivation sect, and it has completely fallen into the mundane!"

Zhou Yi sneered, and the thunder in his hand did not stop, falling into the Taoist temple like rain.

Boom Boom –

In the middle of the night, the continuous thunder woke up half of Luo Jing.

"Where did you come from?"

Xuanyuan rose to the sky, and when he saw Zhou Yi who was performing the thunder method, he roared angrily: "Prince of Han, do you want to rebel?" ”

"The poor road is the clan of the Great Zhou, and the demon road is misleading the country, this is the side of the Qing monarch!"

Zhou Yi's eyes were full of ridicule, this Xuanyuan old Dao was knocked to the door, and his first thought was not to fight, but to buckle a big hat of rebellion.

How can there be so much right and wrong between monks, Zhou Yi has gone through more than 1,700 years, and what he has seen has always been that strength is respected.

Zhou Yi waved his hand and countless thunderbolts slammed towards Xuanyuan, but unfortunately there was no spiritual root, and the power of the most convenient Ten Thousand Laws Divine Light was greatly reduced, but it was better to cast the Thunder Method, which was the most restrained to the Demon Dao Monk.

"Is it really an old bully?"

Xuanyuan patted his waist, and the blood-colored Pi Lian turned into a giant python, and opened his mouth to spew out purple-green poisonous mist.

The Blood Refining Hall is famous for its blood path exercises, this giant python is originally a snake demon who has achieved great cultivation, and uses secret methods to refine as a magic weapon that is half alive and half dead, and its strength is not reduced but increased compared to before his death.

At the same time, a treasure mirror hung overhead, falling red light to protect the flesh.

"Little Doyle!"

Zhou Yi's Yuan Shen moved, and the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi rioted like boiling water.

The aura gathered within a hundred miles, and finally condensed into a five-colored thunder light, which fell into Zhou Yi's hands.

The length of the two zhang is like a divine spear!

"It's ...... It's too Qingjing! ”

Xuanyuan's face changed drastically, manipulating the vitality of heaven and earth, and only a Taiqing master could exert it.

The world is so big, even if there are two ways of righteousness and demons, there are not many monks in the Taiqing Realm.

Faced with the panicked five-colored thunder spear, Xuan Yuan cast several protective spells in a row, but he still didn't feel stable, and turned around and fled in the direction of the palace.

The blood python's eyes showed a look of fear, but he couldn't help himself, his body skyrocketed a few feet, and he threw himself at Zhou Yi.

"Go!"

Zhou Yi waved his hand and threw the thunder spear, and the void rippled, and the speed was extremely fast.

This is the first time that Zhou Yi has used the Yuan Shen to control the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi to perform spells after cultivating the Qi Refining God, but the power is no longer weaker than the Ten Thousand Law Divine Light.

The five-colored thunder spear pierced through the blood python, tore it apart and shattered it, turning it into a rain of blood in the sky, dyeing the Xuanyuan Temple red.

The speed did not weaken at all, and he chased after Xuanyuan's back.

"Chixiao, this is the Great Zhou Palace, dare to be presumptuous?"

Xuanyuan fled to the palace, saw the thunder spear attacking, was furious, and tried to threaten the palace ban.

The thunder spear did not stagnate at all, and landed on the top of Xuanyuan's head, and the bronze treasure mirror shattered with a wail, and annihilated the small half of the court in an instant.

"Xuanyuan, when the poor Dao first came to Luojing, you didn't make a move because of the so-called mundane rules, and let the poor Dao practice."

"Now that you are dead, you must remember this lesson when you practice in the next life!"

Zhou Yi's divine sense swept over, making sure that Xuanyuan had been scattered, glanced at the chaotic palace, and turned back to Xuanyuanguan.

The martial arts texts in the Xuanyuan Temple are more than a hundred times more important than the imperial palace. With Xuanyuan cultivation, he must have a very good understanding of the cultivation world, and he may be able to know more information about the Zhuxian Sword.

The Zhuxian Sword can attract the door of all wonders, which is by no means comparable to ordinary treasures, and Zhou Yi does not dare to take it lightly.

Xuanyuanguan was first bombarded by Lei Fa, and then encountered two monks fighting the Fa, and under the raging aftermath, it had turned into a ruin.

Feng Tian led the palace guards to drain the water around Xuanyuan Guan.

In the past year, the Han Wangfu has all retracted its forces, and Zhou Yi has taught several low-level refining methods.

The guards in the palace originally practiced martial arts, and they entered the realm very quickly in the early stage of physical cultivation, and were reorganized by Feng Tian into secret guards.

The Taoist priest in the Xuanyuan Temple also practiced and wanted to forcibly break through, but he had just suffered two rounds of heavy blows, and he had no power to resist at all, and he was all killed on the spot.

Zhou Yi fell into the view, his divine sense swept through the trace, and soon found the location of a secret room.