On the road from Chang'an to Luoyang, there is an unusually grand and luxurious convoy.

The convoy is composed of three carriages, and the carriage in the middle is carved from rosewood, and it is carved with carvings such as Lao Tzu's West Hangu, which looks vivid and vivid, revealing an indescribable rhyme. Just by looking at the paintings, you know that they are definitely from everyone's hands.

The horses pulling the cart in front of the carriage were eight white horses from the Western Regions. The eight white horses are all as white as clouds, without the slightest variegation, if they are not seen with their own eyes, it is really hard to believe that what a powerful force can use the eight immaculate Pegasus in such a luxurious way!

Compared with the luxury of the carriage, the guards and maids around it are also surprisingly overwhelmed.

On either side of the lavish carriage, there were three hundred and sixty boys and girls dressed in Taoist robes. They are all exquisitely carved and look very cute. In front of and behind the carriage, there were one hundred and eight beautiful women with graceful postures and colorful cloud clothes.

They are all beautiful and beautiful, or holding flower baskets, or holding various musical instruments, accompanied by the carriage all the way, playing a beautiful fairy sound, as if falling into a fairyland.

In front of and behind the one hundred and eight maids, there are three thousand soldiers dressed in silver-white armor and with the Tai Chi Bagua logo printed on their backs. They were in high spirits, and their eyes opened and closed with a chilling breath, like two sharp arrows that could pierce people's souls.

Although it is only 3,000 people, it gives people the feeling of thousands of troops. Just from the momentum on their bodies, it can be seen that these are all elite soldiers in a hundred battles.

On the carriage, an old man with white hair and an ordinary blue Taoist robe drove the carriage and said softly: "Back to the real person, according to the news I got from the Daomen, there are a large number of Mingjiao people in Luoyang City. Among them, there are not only Mingjiao left and right protectors, but also Mingjiao scattered people. ”

In the carriage, Mo Chen sat cross-legged, hearing the news from the old man, his face showed a cold murderous intention, and he said calmly: "A group of ants, do you still want to turn the sky upside down?" ”

The old man's expression was calm, and he said respectfully: "Since the news of the adult's injury came out, the rivers and lakes have been quite unpeaceful. Mingjiao is only the first wave, but it will definitely not be the last wave to jump out. ”

Mo Chen showed a faint smile on his face, reached out to take the tea handed by the maid, and chuckled: "Isn't this exactly what we expected." If we don't give them a chance to jump out, how can we remove all these obstacles and clear the obstacles for our next plans. ”

The old man bowed slightly, his eyes as warm as jade showed a faint excitement, and he said in a deep voice: "After this martial arts conference, my Dao Sect will open the door of the new era." And you, a real person, will become a saint comparable to Lao Tzu and Confucius after a thousand years! ”

Mo Chen took a sip of tea, his eyes flashed with a flash of divine light, and he said softly: "A thousand years is too long, I can't wait, and I don't want to wait." ”

When the old man heard this, his body trembled slightly, and two sharp flashes flashed in his eyes, as if a terrifying divine weapon had torn through the void. He glanced sideways at the closed door, then shook his head slightly.

This real person is really still too young.

It's just that, with his strength and ability, maybe he really doesn't want a thousand years, right?

"Ten years from now, I want to see Taoist temples in the Taoist Palace all over the world. Twenty years later, I want the whole world to be unified in the Central Plains. Forty years later, I want the sun to rise and sunset, and there will be the voice of the Yellow Court. Mo Chen's voice was flat, revealing unquestionable firmness.

Hearing this, the old man slowly closed his eyes. His two big shriveled hands were clenched, and the green tendons on them were beating violently, but he couldn't suppress the agitation. Taoist temples are all over the world, and there is the sound of the Yellow Court in the place where the sun rises and sets.

If you really do these two things, then you are really a Taoist saint, a peerless saint!

The old man forcibly suppressed his excitement, and said with a bit of trembling: "If a real person wants to destroy the northern barbarians, why wait until twenty years later. Wouldn't it be even more difficult to deal with if they were given twenty years to recuperate? ”

The corners of Mo Chen's mouth moved slightly, an intoxicating smile was drawn on his face, his voice was a little cold, and he said undoubtedly: "What is the Northern Barbarian, I need twenty years to prepare, to prepare for a never-ending war." And they are nothing more than a pawn, a pawn that helps us clear the obstacles.

As long as there is still a place in this land where Taoism has not been established, and there is still a place where the morality of the Yellow Court is not known, our war will not stop, and our army will not stop. This is a war that belongs to the Daomen, and it is also a war that belongs to the Han people. I have a small goal, to make this place of sunrise and sunset all Han soil! ”

The old man took a deep breath and looked at the carriage in disbelief, his heart filled with endless horror and excitement.

He thought that he had seen through Mo Chen, but in the end, he found that he had never seen through the other party. Such a majestic ambition, I am afraid that the Qin Emperor and Han Wu are alive, and they do not have such heroic ambitions!

I have a small goal, to make this place of sunrise and sunset all Han soil!

This guy, really.

When the old man thought of Mo Chen's small goal and other requirements, he only felt as if a raging flame was burning in his heart, and the passion that had not appeared for decades was rekindled in his heart.

He knelt tremblingly in front of the carriage and said in a deep voice: "A real person has great ambitions and great volunteers." Although I am not talented, I am also willing to follow the unprecedented prosperity of the real person! ”

Mo Chen took a sip of tea, glanced at the adoring eyes of the delicate maid beside him, and chuckled: "Zhang Zhenren is polite, the kid needs to trouble real people in the future, but there are still many things." This place is about two quarters of an hour away from Luoyang City, and the kid once asked the real person to prepare the cheats and the like, I don't know how to prepare. ”

Zhang Zhenren took a deep breath, barely calmed down his agitated mood, and said in a deep voice: "Back to the real person, after the unification and sorting of the Daomen, there are a total of 4,300 volumes of martial arts secret books. Among them, there are 635 volumes of internal strength secret books, 3,365 volumes of various martial arts moves, and 300 volumes of various Qimen secret techniques. ”

Mo Chen's big hand knocked on the low case a few times, revealing a faint thought, and said in a deep voice: "Although more than four thousand volumes are not much, they are enough to open up the situation. Xianwu Academy is the foundation of my Daomen, and it is also the capital that Daomen can carry forward in the future, and this matter must not be ambiguous. ”

Mo Chen said, opened the curtain of the carriage, glanced at the boys and girls outside, and whispered, "They are the future of my Daomen." ”

When the old man heard this, he didn't speak anymore, but just drove the carriage intently, heading towards Luoyang City, which was not far away.

As the uncle of the contemporary Longhu Mountain Sect, it stands to reason that he shouldn't have done these rough things. It's just that after these days of getting along, the old man is convinced of Mo Chen.

He asked himself that he was used to seeing madmen, but he had never seen a person as crazy as Mo Chen.

Of course, the thing that broke his heart the most was that Mo Chen obviously had the ability to dominate the world. But for the sake of the overall situation, he is willing to endure for ten or twenty years!

Such a terrible forbearance and strategy, the old man really can't help but accept it!