Just as Zhou Xuantong was making a move, a sudden burst of shouts sounded from the sky:

"You dare!"

Immediately after that, a purple robe came from the north.

Zhou Xuantong frowned when he saw this, and his hands moved faster.

"Humph!"

The purple-robed Taoist snorted coldly, and the river water in his hand swayed out.

Originally, there was only one handful of river water, but at the moment it left the palm of the Taoist, it quickly expanded to the range of ten zhang, and ten zhang changed to a hundred zhang... until it is overwhelming, like the Milky Way hanging upside down, pouring down.

Looking at the rivers and the purple-robed eunuch who was close at a short time, Wang Shande's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he did not hesitate to pull the silk thread in his sleeve, and thousands of steel needles shot out from his cuffs in an instant.

This is a secret weapon second only to the treasure of the Tang Sect, different from the Yin Yang Order, which can kill thousands of armor soldiers in an instant, this secret weapon is specifically aimed at the top masters.

Seeing that the other party was urging the secret weapon, even Zhou Xuantong couldn't help but show solemnity, only to see him quickly roll up his two big sleeves and wrap the flying needles pouring out.

The flying needle that should have come out of the sleeve, after being swept into the sleeve, was like a mud cow entering the sea, and failed to stir up a single wave.

Zhou Xuantong, who had finished collecting the flying needles, waved his hands again, and countless flying needles immediately returned the same way, all of which flew towards Wang Shande.

The water curtain in the sky also burst down at this time, covering the two of them together.

The river rushed on the endless plain, and after a while, the river water re-converged, and a small river was formed on the plain, and the two people who were originally covered by the water curtain also re-revealed their true faces.

Zhou Xuantong had already jumped out when the river was falling, and Wang Shande on the other side was under the protection of the old Taoist without touching a drop of water.

"Lord Wang, Zhou Daoyou's hexagram of 'when the dragon sees the water' has now been fulfilled, and today the prince can leave safely."

After the old Taoist finished speaking, he turned his head and looked at Zhou Xuantong proudly on the other side.

He Wen Fuding has the ability to revive the dead. Since you can't go to the river, I will bring the river with me, and I will let you live in the water.

Wen Fuding ignored Zhou Xuantong, who was full of anger, and stepped out directly and came to the other party.

On the plain, a situation of purple robe against purple robe was immediately formed.

……

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable," the purple-robed old Taoist sung his words, "Poor Dao has seen Zhou Weiling. ”

Zhou Xuantong didn't care about the other party's "guard order", and said coldly:

"Wen Fuding, you are wearing a purple robe given by His Majesty, but you are openly protecting the traitor, don't you want the entire Chuanqi Mansion to be buried for this?"

The purple-robed Taoist said:

"The Chuanqi Mansion does not serve any monarch, only the heavens, and now the second prince has the luck of the emperor, which is the destiny of heaven."

Zhou Xuantong said with a cold gaze:

"The miscellaneous family doesn't understand the way of heaven you said, they only know that if you are a slave, you should listen to the master, and you should do whatever the master tells you to do, and you shouldn't have the slightest disobedience."

Wang Zhide on the side was amazed when he heard this, and said, "What a dog minion! ”

This sentence is a curse no matter how it sounds, but it is the greatest praise for Zhou Xuantong.

"Daoist Wen, I'll leave it to you here."

After Wang Zhide finished speaking, he headed towards the north.

……

The rivers and lakes of Northern Turkistan are really boring, there is neither a sword fairy who walks with a sword, nor a fairy figure who is beyond the mortal world, even if there was a killing god who accompanied the ancestors of the Northern Yuan Dynasty to fight in the Quartet hundreds of years ago, he was also a martial arts emperor.

This is the case with the martial artists of Northern Turkistan, but those who have some ability are not willing to be nameless, and would rather be subject to the imperial court, but also find a black veil and enjoy the glory and wealth.

Yuan Baihu leaned against a big tree, and he couldn't help himself.

He boasts of his superior martial arts, and even if he faces the protector general surnamed Pu, he is sure to fight for a few rounds.

But even so, the old man who had just passed by him still didn't even look at him.

Just when he was stunned, he saw a large black shadow covering the sky and smashing down, and before he could react, a pool of river water poured by, although it didn't hurt him at all, but it completely shattered his only remaining self-confidence.

This is no longer something that human beings can do, even if they spend their lives practicing guns, in the end they still can't compare to these old monsters.

At this moment, Yuan Baihu sat leaning against the tree, looking at the thunder light in the northern sky from time to time, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but this smile was clearly a little bitter.

……

At first, the thunder was still normal white, and it would have turned red, Yuan Baihu didn't go out of his way to count it, and there should have been four or five of them.

Every time the thunder pillar cracks, it must cause the earth to tremble, although Yuan Baihu doesn't know which master caused the thunder to descend into the world, but he thinks that he should be a character who doesn't look at himself seriously.

……

Five miles away, the Taoist priest with the Taoist number Fuding pinched a red talisman in his hand and quietly looked at Zhou Xuantong opposite.

The latter obviously lost his initial calmness, not only his hair was scattered, but even the purple robe on his body was blackened.

Zhou Xuantong's face was full of anger, and he said coldly:

"Wen Fuding, you don't hesitate to use the thunder method to stop me, aren't you afraid of God's curse?"

The old Taoist smiled freely, "The old Taoist is acting in accordance with the mandate of heaven, how can there be a damnation from heaven?" I still have a Zichen Five Thunder Talisman left by my grandfather, do you want to try it? ”

As he spoke, the old Taoist took another piece of purple rune paper from his sleeve, and the golden lines on it outlined an extremely complicated diagram.

Zhou Xuantong frowned when he saw this, he could resist the previous few heavenly thunders with all his strength, although he was embarrassed in the end, but after all, he didn't hurt the roots.

Taoist Lei Fa specializes in the treatment of evil, this Zichen Five Thunder Fu is not a good stubble just by listening to the name, although he is not an evil person, but if the other party really ignores the urging, he will really become the first person to be killed by Lei Fa since the founding of the country.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhou Xuantong turned his head to look in the direction of the capital, where a sword qi was rushing towards this side.

"Alas!" Zhou Xuantong sighed, "Since ancient times, it has been said that demons are chaotic, Wen Lao Dao, you are so self-conscious, don't cultivate your heroic qi into a demonic qi." ”

After speaking, he did not return to the capital.

……

A flying sword traveled from south to north, and on the sword stood a thin old man.

On the way Zhou Xuantong had to return to the city, the old man stopped in front of the other party with a horizontal sword.

"Leaving so soon? We haven't fought yet. ”

Zhou Xuantong was obviously not in a very good mood, and said with a cold face:

"Ye Jian, don't push people too much, what if your sword intent is complete now, if you force our family, you can still do it if you are seriously injured and you fall into the realm."

Hearing this, Ye Jian turned sideways and said:

"It's been castrated and still so angry, rest assured, the old man can't do the trick of beating the water dog.

That female doll is your subordinate, she helped the old man to complete the sword intent, although she was unintentional, but the old man did not treat her badly, and helped her to go to the next level before leaving, which is not indebted to each other. ”

"Humph!"

The purple-robed old man waved his sleeves and roared away.

Perhaps because of his resentment and lawlessness, when he passed by Yuan Baihu's side, he waved his hand and sent the other party out directly.

He didn't even expect the Heavenly Ye Jian to make this move, of course, even if he did, he might not be able to stop it.

The unlucky Yuan Baihu suffered an unwarranted disaster, and the big gun across his chest failed to block the old man's domineering blow, and he was directly knocked out ten zhang away, and did not stop until he hit a big tree.

Thanks to his strong bones, he barely stood up after spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood.

Ye Jian looked at this scene, crying and laughing, and finally had to shake his head, pick up Yuan Baihu's neck, and fly towards the river.

……

At the north gate of the capital, more than 20 houses on both sides of the main road were destroyed, and rubble was everywhere, if it was not for the evacuation of the people here in advance, I am afraid that it would have caused a lot of casualties.

Huang Ying, the snake, stood in the center, his sword in his sheath, and stood with his sword.

Yu Mu tore a strip of cloth from his clothes and carefully bandaged the wound on Huang Ying's arm.

The rest of the Jinghuwei around also began to clean up the mess under the leadership of Wang San, and the Jinghuwei suffered more than 400 casualties in this battle, most of which were killed by three barefoot and empty-handed men, although the last three were hacked to death with knives, but for Jinghuwei, the loss was still too great.

Zhou Xuantong walked into the city slowly, all the way forward, looking at the rubble all over the ground, his face was cloudy.

When Yu Mu and the others saw the old man, they hurriedly knelt down on one knee and said in unison:

"See the Guard!"

"Get up." The old man spoke in a deep voice, then walked up to Huang Ying and said, "I've worked hard for you tonight, let's go back and rest first." ”

Huang Ying nodded and left, not forgetting to look back at Yu Mu before leaving.

After Huang Ying left, the old man said to the remaining two:

"You two, follow me into the palace to face the saint."

"Yes!"

……

The Guardian Order, or Secret Guard Order, is an honorific title for the person who holds the Order.

The royal authority holds the secret guard order and can command the secret guard, so it can also be called the guard order.

Unlike him, Zhou Xuantong, who was wearing a python robe, didn't need any tokens, because he himself represented the entire dark guard.

From the beginning of its establishment, the Secret Guard has been under his jurisdiction, he is a qualified minion, he has always been loyal to his master, and has never acted beyond the bounds, so every emperor regards him as a confidant and never wants to replace him.

Now, this powerful figure in the dynasty is kneeling in front of the current saint, touching his head to the ground, quietly waiting for the fall of the earth.

"Get up, I don't blame you for this, I should have been more decisive."

The Emperor spoke in a deep voice.

The great eunuch Zhou Xuantong stood up when he heard this, but he still bowed his hands and lowered his posture lower than the two subordinates behind him.

"The Emperor's ......"

As soon as Wang San wanted to say something, he was directly glared back by Zhou Xuantong.

The emperor knew the other party's thoughts, and said:

"Your father's mistake is so big that it will involve the entire Wang family.

It is often said that the rivers and lakes will not be able to cause disaster to his wife and children, but this is the court, and Wang Xishan must have expected this kind of ending at the beginning. ”

Wang San fell to his knees with a thud when he heard this, not daring to speak, but just lowered his body as much as possible.

The Emperor couldn't help but sigh and continued:

"Wang Shilang is already a lot old, it's time to say goodbye and return home.

Wang Tao is far away on the frontier, although he has nothing to do with this matter, but even if I want to keep him, I still can't stop the courtiers' mouths.

As for Wang Yingsi and Feng Tanhua, most of them will also be implicated and lose their qualifications to accompany the female official and the prince. ”

When Wang San heard this, he slammed his head on the ground, and kept chanting in his mouth: "Your Majesty is benevolent, thank Your Majesty for your grace not to kill." ”

The Emperor shook his head, "Get out." ”

Hearing this, Wang San hurriedly got up and bowed back.

After a long while, the emperor looked at Yu Mu on the side and smiled:

"Ji Snake, your wedding date is approaching, and you will cultivate your body with Huang Ying before you get married, and I am still waiting to drink your wedding wine."

Hearing this, Yu Mu hurriedly said:

"That villain must drink eight hundred cups with His Majesty."

"Hahaha, I can't drink, I might as well let your guard order accompany you to drink a few more glasses then."

"Yes, yes."

Yu Mu sneered, but he thought in his heart that it would be better to kill himself if he drank with this old monster.

After Yu Mu also retreated, the emperor smiled and said calmly:

"What the hell is going on?"

"Back to Your Majesty, it's Wen Fuding of the Chuanqi Mansion."

"Is that the Fuding real person who is known as Fengtian Carrier? What does he mean, that I am not qualified to be this emperor? ”

Wang Zhixian said angrily.

Hearing this, Zhou Xuantong hurriedly knelt on the ground and said in a trembling voice:

"Your Majesty is the true dragon son of heaven, the destiny of heaven returns, that Fuding Dao people are blind, and the word "Fengtian carrier" is just a gimmick to deceive the world and steal fame."

"Get up, I don't blame you."

The emperor sat on the chair, and a little blood appeared on his originally pale face.

"Now that Wen Fuding has made a plan, there is no need for the Chuanqi Mansion to exist."

"Whoa."

As soon as Zhou Xuantong finished speaking, he saw that the blood on the emperor's face was getting more and more, and then he spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Hurry up, Imperial Doctor Xuan!"

Zhou Xuan panicked at the same time, and hurriedly shouted outside.

After vomiting blood, the emperor's eyes were a little more bright, and he muttered to himself:

"After all, I can't hold it."

……

On the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal, Wang Zhide, who had already been out of the scope of the Beijing Division, stood on the bow of the boat and turned to look in the direction of the capital.

Nie Yingxue walked out of the cabin, put on a fox fur for her, and said softly:

"What do you think?"

"I'm wondering when I'll be back."

The boat broke the waves, and only the sound of the waves at the bottom of the boat could be heard.

……

Pranjan, one of the rare oases on the western border of the dynasty.

Although it has been eroded by wind and sand all year round, it has never fallen.

Merchants who come here to operate have to pay a large tax, most of which is used as a windbreak and sand fixation, and because of this, for decades, Puran has not been buried by the yellow sand, but has expanded more than ten miles.

To the west of Planjang is a large lake with bottomless depth, which maintains the greenery of Planjang even in the most dry years.

As a result, the locals regard the great lake known as Yesai as a god, and it is forbidden to drink cattle and horses near the lake, or even bathe in it.

A group of centaurs was walking past the lake at this time, and it might not be appropriate to say that they were horses, because they were not riding the usual horses, but white elephants.

White elephants can be seen everywhere in Xichi, and both the common people and the royal family are willing to ride this docile animal.

Although the role of the white elephant is similar to that of a horse, its status in Xichi is much higher than that of a horse.

According to the Western Red Tantra, the white elephant is the mount of the gods, with divinity, and the person riding the white elephant needs to respect the white elephant extraordinarily, not to whip and abuse, and to eat and drink well on weekdays, even if it destroys the farmland, it can only endure.

The merchant who rode the white elephant was from Xichi, led by a woman in her early thirties, dressed in a typical Xichi, wearing a red shirt and green skirt, wearing a pink turban, covering her face with a white veil, and a little signature red on her eyebrows.

Sitting on another white elephant beside her was the young uncle of Hanjing Temple, the little monk Huiming.

Puran made the people believe in Buddhism, and the merchants who often came and went here were probably the same, and even if they didn't believe it, they always needed to do enough.

Therefore, the little monk Huiming has been treated enough in the past few days, not only does he not have to worry about food and accommodation, but many businessmen also take the initiative to offer money, but in the end he refused one by one.

Rao is the reincarnation of the little monk living Buddha, and I have to admire the heart of the Buddha here in Xichi, if the people of the world are so respectful to the Buddha, why worry that the Dharma can not be promoted?

Thinking of this, the little monk couldn't help but think of the guy in Cong Mo Yuan, if it weren't for the accident a few years ago, I'm afraid he would be the one who came to Xichi today.

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