Chapter Seventy-Two: Cihang Pudu

In the dark, Yang Xiu sensed that the decisive battle between him and Cihang Pudu was coming.

In order to deal with Cihang Pudu's golden body, Yang Xiu has been cultivating a supernatural power in the past few days, the law of heaven and earth, and to this day, he should be able to achieve something.

The law of heaven and earth, also known as the law of heaven and earth, is the ancient immortals of the great wilderness world, the law of heaven and earth is natural, the sun and the moon are like the universe, with the human body in the small universe, after reflecting the universe of heaven and earth, the supernatural power of comprehension, with the growth of the body, the power can rise infinitely, there is no limit.

Yang Xiu has been cultivating hard since he found this divine power from the Heavenly Emperor inheritance, although with his current strength, he can only cultivate the first layer, but if he unleashes it, he can also skyrocket his strength tenfold in an instant.

Ten times as much, he wants to come and Cihang Pudu's Rulai Golden Body, and he can fight.

"The law is like heaven and earth." Yang Xiu shouted, and his body suddenly skyrocketed, and his height was six zhang, like a towering mountain, and his momentum was at its peak.

Yang Xiu shook his hands, ten times the strength, it was really powerful, he felt the power of the boundless earth, coming from the ground under his feet, and the aura between heaven and earth also continued to enter the body, but even with the support of these powers, Yang Xiu's huge mana was also being consumed at a rapid rate, and it was estimated that it would only take more than ten minutes, and the six-zhang magic power would not be able to support it, reduce the strength, and turn back to the original body.

"Well, enough for now!" Yang Xiu said confidently, just looking down, the huge body, the whole body was naked, only the brother who had become bigger was floating in the wind!

"Let's refine a clothing artifact first!" Touching his nose, Yang Xiu embarrassedly lifted his supernatural power and turned back into his original body.

。。。。。。

In the early dynasty, Yang Xiu accepted the cumbersome etiquette of worshipping a hundred officials and kneeling three times and knocking nine times.

"Where is Wang Aiqing!"

"The minister is here!"

Yang Xiu looked at the middle-aged man kneeling on the ground in surprise, his originally somewhat strong body had become obese when he went to the battlefield.

After being silent for a while, Yang Xiu first smiled slightly, and then said solemnly: "Wang Aiqing, you should be rewarded for breaking the Ming army of 100,000 this time!" Today, I will make you the protector of the country, and I hope that you will be loyal to the king and the country, and you will not bully the people and do anything wrong! ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty, thank you, Your Majesty! Wechen remember His Majesty's teachings, Wechen remember His Majesty's teachings! The middle-aged man was drenched in cold sweat and said tremblingly, could it be that what he has done during this period of time has been known by His Majesty?

"Ladies and gentlemen, what else is going on?"

"Your Majesty, the minister has something to do!" The person who stood up was an old man with a long beard, dressed in the official uniform of the prime minister, upright, elegant and majestic, and he was a master invited by Yang Xiu from prison!

The cow man in "A Chinese Ghost Story", Tongtian Bo Bachelor, Zhuge Wolong, take a look at what he said in the original play: "The ancestors have no vision, let me pursue learning, and let me write books to pass on to the world."

Who knows, writing travelogues, they say that I leak state secrets;

Writing history, I say that I use the past to satirize the present;

annotated the art of war, and said that I instigated a rebellion;

Write stories about gods and monsters, and say that I lead people to superstition;

In the end, the biography of the celebrity was rewritten, and as a result, the celebrity was wrecked and convicted of a disorder, and I was sentenced to life imprisonment with him...... Alas, life is a prison! ”

"Zhuge Aiqing, what do you have to tell me?" A smile appeared on Yang Xiu's face and asked kindly.

"Your Majesty, the minister heard that the Ming Dynasty in the north, the traitorous ministers were in charge, the dynasty was chaotic, the people were not happy, and they were hungry. The minister wants to ask Your Majesty to sweep away the world, renovate the heaven and earth, restore the light of the sun and the moon, illuminate the thoughts of heaven and earth, protect the people, and set the world... ”

When Yang Xiu heard this, he originally asked me to fight a decisive battle, he thought for a while, felt that this time was about the same, and then asked: "Ladies and gentlemen, what do you think of the Prime Minister's proposal?" ”

"Weichen Wang Qian, support the prime minister, may Your Majesty sweep Liuhe as soon as possible and dominate the Eight Desolations!"

"Weichen Shen Chasing, support the prime minister, may Your Majesty sweep Liuhe as soon as possible and dominate the Eight Desolations!"

"Weichen Wei Wei, support the Prime Minister, may Your Majesty sweep Liuhe as soon as possible and dominate the Eight Desolations!"

。。。。。。。

"Okay, since the Aiqing people all support the Prime Minister's proposal. Then I hereby decide: Ten days later, I will personally lead 50,000 dragon troops to conquer in person... ”

After that, Yang Xiu discussed the offensive route and offensive policy with several major ministers in the court, and it was not until more than three o'clock in the afternoon that the campaign plan was perfected. At this time, the ministers were already hungry, and Yang Xiu didn't feel anything because of his cultivation, but when he saw the ministers' stomachs gurgling, of course, he immediately asked the palace maid to bring up the delicious food.

Ten days, fleeting, Yang Xiu wore golden dragon armor, rode on a horse, followed by dozens of generals, and then a large number of soldiers under the black pressure, hunting and hunting flags fluttering in the wind, it was really a golden iron horse, swallowing mountains and rivers.

。。。。。。

In the Ming Court, above the main hall of the court, the pale-faced young emperor roared angrily: "Waste, waste, isn't there any one of you who can stand up and be loyal to the country?" ”

"Rubbish, a bunch of rubbish!"

scolded and scolded, and became even more frightened.

At this time, a eunuch came to report: "Your Majesty, the protector is here!" ”

As if grasping some life-saving straw, the young emperor suddenly got up from the dragon chair, walked down the high platform, his eyes flashed, and he muttered with a smile: "Yes, there are also protectors, and there are protectors... Protector Mage... ”

"Even if Yang Xiu, the head of the thief, is a monster with three heads and six arms, fangs, and a bloody mouth, as long as there is a protector mage, he will definitely be able to defeat him, and when the time comes, I will skin him and cramp him... As he spoke, he laughed himself.

"Your Majesty, the Protector is here!" The eunuch said again.

"Fool, fool, ask the mage in, call the mage in." The young emperor walked up to the eunuch and scolded while kicking.

"Your Majesty, the poor monk Pudu Cihang, I have seen Your Majesty!" At this time, a man who was neither male nor female, wearing a monk's robe and carrying a staff, walked in, and arrived in front of the young emperor in one step, only two steps.

The young emperor, seeing the mage's supernatural powers, suddenly increased his confidence, thinking about the whipping corpse against the thief Yang Xiu, and laughed loudly: "Mage, mage, you will definitely be able to help me eliminate the Yang thief!" Right! ”

"Of course, Your Majesty, the poor monk is here to eliminate the Yang thief for Your Majesty!" Cihang Pudu, the voice of neither yin nor yang, echoed in the main hall, like a strange Sanskrit sound with bewitchment, echoing in the hearts of the young emperor and many ministers.

"It's just that the poor monk wants to borrow something like His Majesty!" Cihang Pudu said again, as if he was guiding something.

"Mage, as long as I can eliminate the thief, I am willing to lend anything to the mage!" The young emperor was eager to eliminate Yang Xiu, and hurriedly spoke.

"Okay, Your Majesty, the poor monk will take it for himself!"