There is a famous mountain in the northwest outside Chang'an City, called Jiuzhi Mountain.

This mountain tiger is located in Weibei, the air covers the pass, the nine beams are arched, a peak is unique, Weishui lingers in front of it, Jingshui lingers behind it, it can be said that it is a famous mountain in the world, and the feng shui is excellent.

But this mountain is not open to the public, and there is even a large army stationed at the bottom of the mountain, because a mausoleum is being built on the mountain, called Zhaoling.

Zhaoling is a mausoleum built by Li Shimin for himself, and the emperors of all dynasties began to prepare for the construction of their own mausoleums as soon as they ascended the throne, and Li Shimin was no exception.

It's just that few people know that next to Zhaoling, there is also a cemetery called Yingling.

Wang Bo took Li Daoxuan to the Yingling Mausoleum, and as soon as he entered, Li Daoxuan's pupils froze.

I saw dense tombstones arranged horizontally, like a large army array, with flags covering the sky, making people unable to see the end at a glance.

"The people buried here are all bad people who died in battle, Your Majesty is favorable, bad people can be buried in the Yingling, share the feng shui of Zhaoling, and bless their descendants."

Li Daoxuan sighed in his heart, Li Shimin is worthy of a generation of emperors, open-minded and full of personality charm.

Perhaps that's why so many bad people are willing to serve him.

The two walked for a while, and then stopped in front of a tombstone, which was the tomb of Wang Bo's master Lu Zitong, and there was a small seal in block letters below, introducing his life and achievements.

"Lu Zitong, born in the third year of the emperor's reign, a person from Yingzhou, cultivated Ma Xiandao. Zhenguan became a bad person in the early years, served as the captain of the White Tiger, beheaded thirty-two demons, and later in order to protect innocent children, he resisted the Helan landslide with his flesh and blood, broke ninety-two bones, and died of exhaustion. ”

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Li Daoxuan was silent, as if he saw the old man turning into a giant bear, standing in front of a group of children without hesitation, and resisting the landslide like an iron wall.

He bowed, and his heart was mixed.

When they met, he didn't have much communication with this old man, but he felt that the other party had a bold temperament, and he was heartbroken for the development of the horse, so he made a suggestion casually.

Whoever thinks about it, but makes the other party lose their lives.

"Your Majesty is very good to us, not only canonized the great immortals we worship, but also selected many orphans with good qualifications, and worshiped us in the lineage, in just two years, the sect has produced many talents."

Wang Bo took out a pot of wine from the storage vessel and sprinkled it in front of the master's grave.

"Master, Brother Li has come to see you."

"You often say that Brother Li is our benefactor, and we must repay his kindness in the future, you can rest assured, even if the disciple sacrifices his life, he will definitely repay Brother Li!"

Li Daoxuan patted him on the shoulder and sighed: "I don't kill Beren, but Beren died because of me, Brother Wang, if I see that Missaro one day, I will definitely not let him go." ”

Wang Bo was moved in his heart, he didn't speak, and bowed to Li Daoxuan.

With Li Daoxuan's current identity and status, his commitment is immeasurable.

Li Daoxuan looked at the tombstones next to him and found that some of them didn't even find the bones, only buried their clothes.

These people are the same as Lou Xiaoyun, with a lofty ideal, hoping that the people in this world can be exempted from the suffering of demons, so they did not hesitate to shed their blood and sacrifice their lives.

Li Daoxuan's heart was moved, although he had gradually adapted to the life of cultivation and pursued the path of immortality, the experience of his previous life was still engraved in the depths of his heart and became a color that would never fade.

In today's world, the biggest demon should be the Moro Sect, ordinary demons are harmful, but it affects ten or hundreds of people, and the Moro Sect is planning a catastrophe!

Thinking of this, Li Daoxuan said to Wang Bo: "Brother Wang, has anything strange happened in the capital recently?" ”

Chang'an City is too big, and it is undoubtedly a needle in a haystack to go to the Moro Sect without clues, and Wang Bo is now the White Tiger Captain among the bad people, responsible for patrolling Chang'an, and he is in a high position, maybe he can have clues.

"Strange things ......"

Wang Bo pondered carefully for a moment and said, "Chang'an City is protected by dragon qi, and generally no demons dare to do it, but there are indeed cases that are quite strange recently, but I am not sure if it is the demons who did it. ”

"What case?"

Li Daoxuan asked.

Wang Bo did not hide anything, and said: "In the past few months, there have been four cases of missing eyes in Chang'an City. ”

Missing Eyes ......

Li Daoxuan's eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he thought of.

"Both of the victim's eyes were gouged out, and within three months, they appeared four times, and according to investigation, the people who were gouged out turned out to be people who were born with spiritual eyes and could see ghosts and gods!"

Li Daoxuan immediately sensed that something was wrong, if it was just ordinary people who had their eyes gouged out, but these four people were born with yin and yang eyes.

It's very weird.

The most important thing was that he remembered the dead blind man Lin, who had also gouged out his divine eyes back then, but was later given a pair of Yang God Realm divine eyes by a man wearing a black cloak and a face full of scars, and came to Longhu Mountain to test himself.

was also gouged out of his eyes, Li Daoxuan felt that there might be some connection between the two things.

Perhaps, this missing eye case is an important clue, and the murderer is likely to be the scarred man who gave Lin Blind Divine Eye, and that person may be from the Moro Sect!

"Brother Wang, if there is a clue about this case, please notify me as soon as possible."

Li Daoxuan instructed.

"Don't worry, it's on me!"

Wang Bo patted his chest, very bold, not to mention that His Majesty had asked him to obey Li Daoxuan's dispatch, even if there was no order from His Majesty, he was willing to help Li Daoxuan.

Li Daoxuan looked at the sky and said, "It's not too early, Brother Wang, I'll go back to my residence first." ”

Who knew that Wang Bo pulled him and refused to let him go.

"Since my brother has come to Chang'an, I naturally want to do my landlord's friendship, let's go to Pingkangfang, brother, I will pick up the wind and wash the dust for you!"

Li Daoxuan coughed, revealing a look of embarrassment.

Pingkangfang is the most famous Fengyue place in Chang'an City, the famous Pinjin Grotto, a table of banquets costs at least 1,600 Wen, if it is a guest like Li Daoxuan, the price has to be doubled.

In addition, a tour of drinking costs 1,200 wen, and after the first candle burns out, you have to pay double, and if you want to listen to music, you have to pay the musician an extra amount of money.

Of course, for Li Daoxuan, money is no longer a difficult matter, but the problem is that he is a cultivator, he should be pure-hearted and have few desires, how can he enter and leave Fengyue places at will, wouldn't that discredit Longhu Mountain?

He would never do such a thing!

A moment later.

Li Daoxuan changed his dress, wearing a gorgeous brocade robe, wearing a silver crown, holding a jade fan, stepping on cloud boots, an image of a merry boy in fresh clothes and angry horses, and Wang Bo came to the door of Pingkangfang.

"Brother Wang, it's okay, it's just to catch the wind and wash the dust."

"Haha, Brother Li, don't worry, just listen to the music, don't stay overnight, even if you want to stay, my brother and I can't afford to live!"

(End of chapter)