The old monk of Faxin was at a loss at first when he heard this, and then his eyes were firm: "The evil demon is outside, there is no need to say much, and the old man has nothing to talk about." ”

Mr. Wuyun smiled: "The old man is too." ”

After that, he pointed at the center of the other party's eyebrows.

The old monk of the Dharma Heart is a Buddhist monk, and his soul is profound.

But at this moment, he was pointed at by Mr. Wuyun, and his mind was suddenly confused and unconscious.

In the Daming Palace, Zhang Dongyun got what he wanted to know.

King Zhou, hehe......

City Lord Zhang shook his head and smiled, and there was no big fluctuation in his heart.

The relationship between the two sides seems to be okay now, and the Western Zhou Dynasty did not blockade Chang'an like the Eastern Tang Dynasty and the Northern Qi Dynasty.

But the two families are too close to each other, Chang'an is rising strongly, and the Western Zhou is becoming more and more uneasy, which is also a normal thing.

What's more, even if the Western Zhou Dynasty can't afford to be a moth now, Zhang Dongyun has estimated that the next expansion should involve the territory of the Western Zhou Dynasty.

At that time, if the king of Zhou is not willing to cede the land, the two sides will naturally have a big conflict.

City Lord Zhang expressed regret for this, and at the same time implored the other party to be more vigorous.

Compared with the Western Zhou Dynasty, Zhang Dongyun was more interested in the origins of Faxin and Yongse, the masters and apprentices.

Lingguang Temple, after the collapse of Leiyin Temple in the past, it was a holy place of Buddhism that developed again.

In fact, it is only a few decades of effort, far less than the 10,000-year-old ancient temple of Leiyin Temple, but now it seems that it has also become the climate.

Side by side, there are also Zhongyue Temple and Bodhi Temple, tracing back to the roots, are the inheritance of Leiyin Temple in the past.

The little monk Huiming was born in Zhongyue Temple.

It may be a bit inaccurate to say this, it should be that he was born in Zhongyue Temple, but he is not a disciple of Zhongyue Temple.

His master was a disciple of Zhongyue Temple, but he broke away from there in his early years.

Now the little monk follows his master and becomes a traveling monk together.

The Dharma Heart Master and apprentice also traveled all over the world, but everywhere they went, they were spreading branches for the Lingguang Temple.

came all the way to the Western Zhou Dynasty, and then was coaxed and deceived by the King of Zhou and sent to the ground in Chang'an, but the bald head hit the iron plate.

Zhang Dongyun doesn't care about this.

He even secretly prayed that the Buddhist powers of Lingguang Temple would come and save the Dharma Heart Master and apprentice.

After cooking the Fa Xin dry, Zhang Dongyun continued to concentrate on his own cultivation.

The poison left by the old monk Faxin in Hexi County has his own subordinates to clean up and appease the people, and there is no need for Zhang Dongyun to worry about it anymore.

With the cultivation, his military spirit became more and more condensed and fierce, and it became more and more fierce, which was terrifying.

Until one day......

"Bang!"

With a bang, a figure flew backwards, knocking down a forest.

He hit a rocky side all the way.

The next moment, the mountain rock shattered, and there were falling rocks everywhere, and dust was flying.

A coarse crack that spreads directly from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain.

One by one, the towering trees roared and fell.

Blood spurted from the man's mouth, and he struggled to his feet and looked up.

Directly opposite in the distance, the young man who had just hit him still maintained his punching motion.

The terrifying murderous aura permeated all around, making the surrounding onlookers tremble.

And the even more terrifying truth is that among the panicked bystanders, there are many martial arts masters who are also in the seventh realm and have already condensed their murderous aura.

They looked in shock at the man who had been knocked flying and crashing into the mountains.

The other party's face was full of disbelief, and even his eyes were a little confused.

This is really rare in the unruly, arrogant and domineering Li Yi, the king of Muping County in the Eastern Tang Dynasty.

The onlookers' eyes widened even more, as if they were about to bulge out of their sockets.

In the eighth realm, Li Yi, who had already condensed his evil qi, was unexpectedly defeated by a seventh realm martial artist.

Obviously, the evil spirit should be able to restrain and disintegrate the murderous energy!

Here, why the other way around?

Everyone was at a loss.

Li Yi himself is even more difficult to accept the reality.

He looked at his opponent fiercely, but his body froze.

As a person who was directly targeted by the murderous aura of that young man, he felt far stronger than the bystanders.

The murderous aura of the other party was pervasive, as if enveloping the surrounding mountains, and even rising into the sky, roaring like a raging wind, and like heavy clouds, covering the sun and covering the sky.

Although he was injured, Li Yi, who relied on the support of Xingtian's battle qi and obviously had the strength to fight, was exhausted at this moment and was shocked by the other party's murderous aura.

Cold sweat covered him, but his fingers were so stiff that he couldn't move.

Zhang Dongyun looked at Li Yi, who had lost the strength of the battle on the other side, shook his head slightly, and withdrew his outstretched fist.

As he stopped, the murderous aura in the sky disappeared.

Everyone around breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Yi was finally able to move.

His body went limp, and he knelt directly on one knee.

Mr. Wuyun, who was projected next to Zhang Dongyun, spoke at this time: "It seems that there is no chance." ”

Li Yi gasped and looked up unwillingly.

But when he came into contact with Zhang Dongyun's eyes, he couldn't spit out the few hard words he wanted to say.

"Concession. ”

Zhang Dongyun nodded, and then took Mr. Wuyun's projection and left in the air.

Back in the Daming Palace, Zhang Dongyun moved his neck and limbs.

Li Yi, the second son of the Tang Dynasty, acted arrogantly in the Eastern Tang Dynasty, not without confidence, nor did he rely on the power of the Tang King.

The Li family's Xingtian Battle Qi, Quartet Ge, and Battle King Fist of the Li family all have good attainments.

The martial arts cultivators who are also in the eighth realm, whether it is Yan Xishi, the owner of the Jingyue Mansion in the captivity, Zheng Tianfeng, the head of the Zheng family, and others, or Zhang Chong, the elder of the Dahe Longmen who has been loyal to Chang'an, Yun Mo, the owner of Qingxia Mountain Villa, etc., are inferior to Li Yi in terms of personal strength.

Before the rise of Chang'an City, there were only a few powerhouses in the Ninth Realm who dared to say that they would be able to defeat him on the entire Eastern Tang Dynasty.

The rest of those who can be compared with it are Li Hong, the son of the world, Li Xuannian, Li Dong and other masters of the eighth realm who are also from the Li family of the royal family.

It took Zhang Dongyun a certain amount of energy to defeat him.

The Earth Aspect Divine Skill and the Earth Heart Seal resist the invasion of the other party's evil qi on the spirit.

The Mountain Phase Divine Skill, the Heavenly Incorruptible Body, and the Zexiang Divine Skill, the Taiyuan Refining Body, resisted and dissipated the opponent's attack.

Under the hanging sky of the Water Aspect Mirror Lake, it can effectively judge the number of changes in the opponent's strength and speed that are superior.

The Thunder Xiang Heavenly Tribulation Evil Fist and the Wind Xiang intercepted and shook together, and finally succeeded in overturning Li Yi, so that the other party couldn't find the north.

Zhang Dongyun, who successfully broke through to the seventh realm and condensed the murderous spirit to achieve the realm of human slaughter, continued to practice boxing in the Daming Palace.

In Chang'an City below, Mr. Wuyun left the Tianshu Hall and went to the outer city to review the procession.

Considering the judgment of the system, this time, he decisively set up the framework of the sixteen guards of Chang'an.

It doesn't matter if there are so many people on the left and right Weiwei and left and right leading guards, the basic establishment and shelves are built first, and then slowly fill in the people separately.

So following the first four guards, the left and right guards, the left and right Xiao guards, the left and right military guards, the left and right Jinwu guards, the left and right prison guards and the left and right Qianniu guards were also established.

Most of the people here come from the Tang Army's surrenders.

At this moment, they have completely shed the depression of being prisoners before, and they have regained their lean appearance, and their morale is even higher than when they were in the Tang Army.

Mr. Wuyun looked at the small but extremely strong team in front of him, and nodded with satisfaction.

Zhang City Lord is satisfied, and naturally some people are not satisfied.

In Luyang City, the capital of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, it can barely maintain the hustle and bustle of the past.

The people in the city have limited understanding of the Chang'an Rebellion in the northwest, and they still have full confidence in the rebellion of the imperial court.

But the vast majority of people at the top are not in a relaxed mood at the moment.

Or rather, unprecedentedly heavy.

A side door of the palace opened, and a carriage drove into it in a low-key manner.

Walking through the palace, the people in the car did not say a word.

It wasn't until the carriage stopped in front of a palace that the occupants came down.

His body was shrouded in a trench coat, and his face was hidden in shadows, making it difficult for outsiders to see.

The man entered the palace silently, and the carriage drove away, and the palace was quiet again.

In the palace, an old man in bright yellow clothes was waiting for someone to come: "Brother Xiang, it's been a long time." ”

The comer put down the windbreaker and hood, revealing a majestic and domineering old man's face, although he was old, he was as powerful as a lion, which made people dare not look at him.

"Brother Li. He nodded.

The person who received him was the uncle of the Tang royal family today, Li Dong, the old prince of the Eastern Tang Dynasty.

The old man who visited in a low-key manner came from the Western Chu Dynasty, and was the uncle of the current Chu royal family, Xiang Yue.

He and Li Dong are both old men over 100 years old, but they are both strong and powerful martial arts powerhouses in the Eighth Realm.

In the early years, the two didn't know each other.

If you really want to talk about the friendship, I am afraid that it is the same as the relationship between the Western Chu and Eastern Tang dynasties, and there are more grievances than kindness.

But it does not prevent Xiang Yue from visiting the Eastern Tang Dynasty with the secret letter of the King of Chu now, and the two sides join hands.

"With Brother Xiang coming, I can already see the sincerity of Xichu, and I will definitely be pleasantly surprised when I see Brother Xiang to the king. ”

After the greetings, Li Dong took Xiang Yue and went to other places.

Xiang Yue followed him quietly: "Don't dare to be, my King of Chu has already issued an edict, and the old man is here, waiting for the order of King Tang." ”

Li Dong nodded slightly.

That being said, when it comes to the actual execution, Xiang Yue must be improvised.

The so-called execution of the orders of the king of the Tang Dynasty, on the other hand, can also be said that the Eastern Tang Dynasty must be the main force, and they are just side helpers.

"Brother Xiang has a heart, there is a way to accumulate sand into a tower, and water drops and stones wear through, not to mention Brother Xiang's desert and sea?" Li Dong said, leading Xiang Yue into another palace.

As soon as he entered the door, Xiang Yue saw an acquaintance.

Xiao Kun.

The master of the eighth realm of the Southern Liang Dynasty.

Xiang Yue dealt with Xiao Kun more often than with Li Dong.

There was also a lot of friction between the two dynasties of Western Chu and Southern Liang.

Xiang Yue and Xiao Kun fought more than once on the battlefield.

But now that the two of them meet, they both bow their heads slightly.

Just like they were not in harmony with each other and the Eastern Tang Dynasty before, but as long as there is a need, they can also join forces with the three kingdoms.

Li Dong, the old prince of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, said before that gathering sand into a tower, and the water drops and stones wear through, which lies here.

Xiang Yue entered the main hall, and when he looked inside, the rest were all famous masters in the Eastern Tang Dynasty.

Some of them he had never dealt with in person, but he had all seen the portraits, so he knew very well that the people standing here were at least the eighth realm cultivators.

A Taoist priest sitting under the King of Tang is a master of the Ninth Realm who is known as the King of Tang and the King of Chu, and the Lord of Qingyunguan.