"This is the son of the king, Gongzi Hu Hai!"

Xia Wuhe shouted angrily.

Just said that there was no plan, and now even the newborn child is not spared?

Fortunately, this is Xianyang Palace, even if it is the two major scholars of the hundred schools, Confucianism and Mojia, there are many disciples and talents, and they are not willing to be presumptuous in the palace of a king.

But Xia Wuhe still underestimated the attractiveness of the children in his hands to the Yin and Yang family.

"Prince Qin?"

Hearing this, Dongjun's eyes moved, and after only a moment of hesitation, he still stretched out his slender palm, "If you really want to be a son, but let you hold it, is there any kind of disease?"

"How daring!"

Xia Wuhe knew that he couldn't be good, so he immediately floated back.

What frightened him was that he was shouting, but the guards around him turned a deaf ear, turned a blind eye, and his eyes were in a trance, and he unknowingly fell into the illusion of the Yin and Yang family.

Even Nian Duan touched Duanmu Rong's head and whispered something to her, unaware of the conflict that was happening here.

"Idle and less desired, peace of mind and not fearless, tireless and tireless, obedient to the air, each according to his own desires, all get what he wants!"

However, Xia Wuhe, who was isolated, did not give up hope, but showed perseverance and spoke.

As his voice rang out, like ripples, spread out, everyone who entered his ears was shocked, his confused eyes became clear, and his strange thoughts disappeared.

"Lust cannot strain his eyes, and lust cannot deceive his heart!"

Nian Duan echoed it for the first time, flipped his hands, and each held three silver needles three inches and three minutes long, and shot at the key points around Dongjun's body with the momentum of falling flowers and rain.

"The Yellow Emperor's Inner Canon!"

This offensive made Dongjun nod his head.

The doctor respects the Yellow Emperor as the ancestor, and the secret book of the town gate is the "Yellow Emperor's Inner Canon", which is divided into two parts: Lingshu and Suwen.

Lingshu is the method of warfare, using the silver needle used by the healer as a weapon, and the name of the method is nine voids and twelve originals, which are ever-changing, integrating attacking the enemy and saving the wounded;

Su Wen is an internal skill, regulating the five internal organs, the twelve meridians, the eight strange meridians, penetrating the five elements of yin and yang, the secret of the pulse, and the secret collection of Zhou Tian, which is the best internal vision exercise in the world.

At this time, Xia Wu and Yun Su asked, thinking about the end of the corpse, it is advisable to defend and attack, cooperate with the same door, and the tacit understanding is very good, even if the world's first-class masters come, they must be solemn.

However, the doctor family is not as good as the Yin and Yang family after all, and Dongjun is not an ordinary Dharma Protector Elder, she is the first person under the Eastern Emperor.

The slender five fingers moved, the sun and the moon were lifelike, a golden ritual suddenly appeared, Dongjun's clothes fluttered, like riding the wind, passing through the silver needle in a moment, and came to Xia Wuhe's body, the flying sleeves were like a flowing cloud, like a whimsy, and it was inconceivable to cut into the Zhou Tian guard.

Xia Wuhe's whole body was shocked, and it turned out that his true qi was retrograde, and he fell into the most unlikely danger of the doctor's madness, and as soon as his hands were loosened, the child fell.

"Astrology law! I am not unjustly defeated, I only hope that Your Excellency will respect your identity and not attack your children!"

The chief disciple of the medical family turned pale and gritted his teeth.

The yin-yang technique of the Yin-Yang family is divided into five realms: alchemy, illusion, mind control, astrology, and soul-changing.

With such a method, even the leader of the medical family, Bian Que, couldn't resist coming here, and it was really a killer knife when it was used on him.

But it is precisely because of this that it proves Dongjun's solemnity, Xia Wuhe's worry is superfluous, she catches the child, looks at each other, the child closes his fleshy little hand, and pats it gently, it seems to be a joke, and it seems to be a compliment.

"Good!"

Dongjun showed his heartfelt joy, as if admiring a treasure, he couldn't put it down, carefully probed with internal force, and frowned slightly, "Congenital defect......s?

"Put down Childe!"

However, at this time, the palace guards finally completely broke away from the illusion of the second layer of the Yin-Yang Technique, and Bing Geqi pointed at it.

"Your Excellency the Eastern Emperor, I found a baby, the prince of Qin, who is extremely talented, unparalleled in the world, and can surpass the Taoist Xiaomeng!"

Dongjun didn't pay attention to it, his lips opened lightly, and he used the sound of heaven to communicate with the Donghuang in the palace.

The Yin-Yang family originated from Taoism, and after separating from Taoism five hundred years ago, the two sides were the most hostile.

And just last month, the Taoist Tianzong produced a stunning talent, almost the world's best female disciple Xiaomeng, although only eight years old, but defeated the six elders except the head of the sect Chi Songzi, and was accepted as a closed disciple by the Northern Shenzi who has not accepted disciples for fifty years, such a status, he is already the chief disciple of Taoism, and he must be the master of Tianzong when he becomes an adult.

The news came and greatly stimulated the Yin Yang Sect, so he came to the Qin State and had the intention of finding a young genius.

Dongjun knew that Lü Buwei, the leader of the miscellaneous family, recommended the doorman Ganluo, who was the grandson of Gan Mao, the famous minister of Qin during the reign of King Huiwen.

But compared to the Ganluo who was deeply imprinted with the imprint of the Qin Dynasty, there was still a risk in washing away the memory, and naturally this newborn child was easier to grasp.

"Good!"

Donghuang's response came, and Dongjun bowed his head and sent the child into the arms of the girl in red behind him.

"Kong Sang, hug your little junior brother. ”

The girl in red is picturesque, young and old, she is already the strongest among the Five Spirits Xuantong, and one of the reserve candidates for the chief disciple, so she is qualified to follow behind Dongjun.

It's a pity that it's not enough to compete with Xiaomeng.

She hugged the child, and her eyes gradually overflowed with loss, but the child was not afraid of life, and put her head in the girl's arms, but her eyes fell on Dongjun, especially the yin and yang ritual.

"In the mere martial world, there is actually a bit of the power of the Great Dao of Divine Martial Arts!"

The child is naturally Gu Cheng, and the dragon spirit and the will of heaven are falling apart, and both are defeated, which also affects him.

The doctors had checked it before, but it was not a congenital defect, but a purely serious injury.

When Gu Cheng used the heart of the phoenix, the origin of life began to heal, and when it fell into Xia Wuji's eyes, it became a misdiagnosis.

But it is difficult to recover the water, and Xia Wuhe does not understand Yingzheng's temperament after all.

If you go back and admit your mistakes, you won't change anything at all except being beheaded.

Fusu is still Fusu, Hu Hai is still Hu Hai.

However, the appearance of the Yin and Yang family was a surprise for Gu Cheng.

When it comes to the martial arts of the small world, the most solid foundation he has mastered is undoubtedly the way of yin and yang.

The Yin and Yang family in this world is a good helper for both orthodox martial arts and immortal techniques, as a new cultivation system to create immortal martial arts.

This is by no means whimsical, from the trace of the power of the Great Dao circulating in the Moon Monarch Ritual Ceremony, it can be judged that this world is by no means as simple as the ordinary Zhongwu.

"Daring! Take this woman down!"

The little prince watched from the wall, and the guards of the Qin Palace were shocked and angry, and they all pounced.

"Huh!"

Dongjun pursed his lips and chuckled, the ritual rotated, his sleeves flipped, and the water flowed and the clouds were there, like nature.

This is martial arts.

The golden clouds were pervasive, gathered behind him and spread out, like two wings, scorching their brilliance.

It's magic.

"The unity of law and martial arts, the way of faith, is really wonderful!"

Gu Cheng admired the unique path, and at the same time determined that the existence of the hundred schools of thought in this world was a huge threat to the imperial power.

As Han Fei said, Confucianism messes with the law with literature, chivalry violates the ban with martial arts, and the hundreds of schools of thought have different beliefs, except for the inseparable Legalists and Great Qin, the remaining eleven families are all enemies of Qin in a sense.

Now that the yin and yang are alone, the Eastern Emperor and the Eastern Emperor are both saints and saints, and they do not put the King of Qin in their eyes.

Because compared to the young Yingzheng who has not been on the throne for a long time, there are also Lü Buwei, Chang Yu and even Cheng Chan as the choice of allies.

Even if the Great Qin swept Liuhe in the future and became a unified dynasty, although the hundred schools of thought could not compete head-on, they also secretly connected the remnants of the six kingdoms and made waves.

"Hah!"

There were all kinds of thoughts in his mind, but a wave of tiredness came quickly, Gu Cheng yawned, rested his head on the girl's soft chest, closed his eyes, and fell asleep comfortably.

"The king has an order!"

Just as Gu Cheng fell asleep, the eunuch's sharp voice came, stopping the fight, "Gongzi Hu Hai is congenitally deficient, and he ordered the Yin and Yang family and the doctor to regulate his body, stimulate his thoughts and open his mind, and practice martial arts!"

"King Qin Shengming!"

Dongjun put his hands together on his chest, and bowed with thousands of graces, and the guards who were beaten to the ground were actually in the wind, and they retreated back to their original places one after another, the soldiers were upright, their eyes were confused, and everything seemed to have happened at all.

After doing all this, Dongjun looked at the sober Xia Wuji and Nianduan again, and smiled brightly, "It's bothering the two of you and my Yin and Yang family to teach the son together!"