In the dim night under the clouds, the Forbidden City still looks extremely solemn.

This imperial city, which has stood here for hundreds of years, stands majestically in the midst of countless antiquities.

In the ancient red palace walls, no one knew that a Maoshan sorcerer had done his best to suppress the entire ancient town here.

The great monk Wujie had already left at this time, and the unfathomable knowledge of formation was still too far for him.

The night was already dark, and in the brightly lit imperial city, only behind the vermilion gate of the Forbidden City, it was still in the dark.

Among the layers of guarding military tents in the imperial city.

At this time, Yi Xuan was wearing a slightly dirty robe, and his whole person collapsed on the wooden chair, quietly watching Liu Huai control the entire formation to suppress the Forbidden Imperial City.

Compared with the people in the 404 squad who can't teach anything, Liu Huai is almost easy to understand.

"You are very talented. ”

Yi Xu's tired and hoarse voice sounded, and he couldn't help but praise Liu Huaidao.

"Naturally, my ancestor was originally a genius, and my talent has been at the forefront of the past five hundred years, especially hexagrams. ”

Liu Huai, who was outlining the entire imperial city formation with one hand, said confidently while firmly suppressing the overflowing aura of the entire imperial city.

In terms of talent, he is naturally confident, after all, the one on Taibai Mountain only said that he was open-minded, not talentless.

Just talking about talent, he is confident that he is not afraid of anyone.

Yi Xuan looked at Liu Huai, who was full of talent and spirit, he resisted his sleepy eyes that were almost closed, and said weakly:

"If you come early, I'll have a lot easier. ”

He was exhausted, but he didn't dare to sleep.

The Imperial Council is about to take place in the Imperial City, and the whole world will be shaken.

At a time when this move is attracting the attention of the world, the imperial capital of the empire must not have problems.

After sighing softly, Yi Xuan leaned against the wooden backrest behind him and said:

"When are you going to start dividing those two things?"

Speaking of the hexagram, Liu Huai smiled bitterly.

"I have to wait for a while, I asked the hexagram today, and I offended the one on Taibai Mountain, and I can't start the hexagram in the next few days. ”

Whenever Liu Huai wanted to tell a hexagram, he would feel that the invisible Tao blocked all his perceptions.

This is the one on Taibai Mountain who is punishing him.

But this method also made Liu Huai dare not be angry or speak.

Across the thousands of mountains to ban the calculation of a hexagram master, Liu Huai couldn't even think of this kind of means.

This is already the unfathomable supreme means of monasticism.

"The one on Taibai Mountain?"

Yi Xu's eyes were about to close, and when he heard the name, he opened them slightly.

When the Forbidden City had not yet erupted to this point, he had read the intelligence of the Ninth Bureau.

The one on Taibai Mountain is the successor of Ji Man, the guardian of Kyushu from the ancient pre-Qin period.

It is said that since the pre-Qin period, Ji Man has become a Kyushu protector because of his meritorious service.

Since then, the people of the past generations who have protected the Ding, whether they were born in a poor family or a noble, once they take over the name of the Kyushu Guardian, they will inevitably inherit the name of Ji Man.

So, this Ji surname, Wang Sun's family, full of fame, has been handed down like this.

And the one on Taibai Mountain is the latest Kyushu guardian.

However, he is not a modern person, but an ancient person seven hundred years ago, according to him, he is even familiar with Ming Taizu and Liu Bowen.

That's a living fossil.

"How did you mess with that?"

Yi Xuan frowned and said, the one on Taibai Mountain should be cautious even if it is an empire.

"Unintentionally offended, it was just accidentally calculated. ”

What can Liu Huai say, he can only smile bitterly.

The arrogance in my heart disappeared in an instant after thinking of the figure on the snow-capped mountain.

"It seems that the image given to you by the one on Taibai Mountain is really deep. ”

Liu Huai flipped his right hand to outline the formation and smiled, his eyes were full of yearning for an era:

"It just makes me fall in love with that mythical era of ancestors. ”

The heyday of mythology 700 years ago is the yearning of many people in this world.

After a long sigh, Liu Huai took the initiative to open the topic, because he really didn't know if the one on Taibai Mountain would perceive his wild words.

"You're going to stay up like this for a few more days?"

Monks also have limits, and in Liu Huai's eyes, the best thing for Yi Xuan is to rest immediately.

Otherwise, it is likely to leave a dark disease.

But Yi Xuan rejected Liu Huai's kindness, and he said softly:

"It's only been two days, and the Empire is about to have one of the most important meetings in the monastic era, and there must not be the slightest deviation now. ”

"Then I'll stay up with you for two days and two nights. ”

Liu Huai looked at the imperial city in the dark, and then looked at the tired Yi Xuan who was sitting on the wooden chair, and sighed.

Although he can't do this for the country and the people, this does not stop him from admiring such people.

Under the passage of time.

The endless darkness was soon pierced by the dawn of dawn, and the light began to grace the entire land, revealing its endless light.

The imperial capital is no longer the neon glittering appearance in the dark, but as an ancient capital that carries 5,000 years of ancient years, it welcomes visitors from all directions.

The day has finally arrived.

Since the Kyushu Empire's "Notice on the Lifting of the Imperial War State" was released, people all over the world have been looking forward to this day.

Whether it's as far away as the Americas, Europe, or Australia, which is alone overseas, no one in the world can be independent from this new transformation.

In the center of the Imperial City, on the Imperial Square in front of the Forbidden City, a military array of guards separated the crowd from the monks.

Only some of the media allowed them to watch from a distance.

The monks gathered here early.

A robe of Wudang King Road was gently blown by the wind, showing the posture of a posthumous sword immortal.

He carried the long sword on his back, looked at the rising sun, felt the endless vitality of the early morning, and said with a smile:

"Tomorrow will be different. ”

From tomorrow, myths will truly begin to enter the lives of every Kyushu person.

And monks will become a norm throughout Kyushu.

The prosperity of monks and the world where everyone is like a dragon are not far away.

"Amitabha, it's really different. ”

Shaolin abbot Kuzhu held a Zen staff in his left hand, stood on his chest with one hand and said a Buddha trumpet.

Under the sun, the Shaolin abbot Kuzhu in a robe is like a compassionate Buddha.

"You still have so many wasted numbers, come in. ”

It seemed that he couldn't get used to seeing this monk together, and in the distance, Zun Kutian, who had his hands in his jeans, shook his head and walked between the two.

"This guy. ”

Wang Dao smiled, they were all comrades-in-arms who had lived and died together.

can be regarded as a friend of life and death, just a complaint, Wang Daoyi will not be angry.

Moreover, the change of tomorrow, the beginning of the great world, such a good moment, everything looks much more pleasing to the eye.

"The Imperial Conference began ......"