Hearing this, all the people present felt humiliated, and they became angry. Even the disciples of Maoshan, Longmen and other big sects did not have such a strong attachment to the imperial court, but when they heard this, they were also angry, and their eyes looked at the Turkic demon monk coldly.

The Bodhisattva in troubled times doesn't ask about things, and Lao Jun carries a sword to save the people. Although Daomen seeks longevity and leisure, but since ancient times, whenever there are troubled times, or when there are demons for disaster, there will be Daomen disciples who go down the mountain to help the people, and at the end of the Sui Dynasty, the dead Daomen disciples almost exceeded the sum of decades.

All this is because Daomen is full of deep feelings for the land of China, and it is a religion that was born and grew up in Si.

Now the evil Buddha Maha has made provocative remarks and despised China, which immediately aroused the excitement of the crowd and tension.

When Li Shimin heard this, his eyes became very indifferent, the hand holding the wine glass suddenly tensed, and the wine rippled slightly.

He pondered for a moment, and then said, "Gao Quan, since you are an envoy from the Turks, let's take a seat." Gao Quan was stunned for a moment, and when he saw Li Shimin's eyes, he suddenly understood, he nodded, and ordered someone to bring up a straw mat, which was very simple, and it was located at the end of the banquet.

"This master, you are a guest from afar, please take a seat." Gao Quan pointed to the straw mat, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this scene, many Taoists smiled, and their hearts were happy. Aren't you a heavenly kingdom that doesn't worship a small state, then let you sit at the end of the banquet, sit on the straw mat, kill your arrogance, and see if you can still be ashamed!

Who knew that Maha didn't even glance at the straw mat, he walked forward quietly, and finally turned around and sat on the seat of Longhu Mountain under the angry eyes of Yu Chigong and Qin Qiong.

"Your Majesty, the old monk will sit here." The three of Phantom Yanzhen, Shavajra, and Missaro stood behind him, looking at the crowd with a sneering expression.

"There is the seat of Li Zhenren of Longhu Mountain, why do you occupy it, a demon monk?" Someone shouted.

Xiao Changle's eyes widened with anger, thinking that this old monk looked very bad and dared to snatch Mr.'s position!

Maha looked directly at Li Shimin and said, "Just because Your Majesty stole one of my Turkic things." Li Shimin was just about to speak, when suddenly his eyes sparkled, showing a hint of a smile, and the whole person was much more relaxed.

"Steal?" He sneered: "When did my jade seal of Huaxia become your Turkic thing?" My Datang sacrificed thirty-two bad people, and the treasure seal that I exchanged for blood was actually said to be stealing? Li Shimin threw down the wine glass in his hand, his eyes showed murderous anger, and he said coldly: "Where are the bad people?" ”

"The minister is here!" Dozens of bad people held magic weapons, faintly surrounded all around, in addition to the White Tiger Captain Wang Bo, and the Xuanwu Captain Hou Di, he had gone deep into the desert with Yuan Tiangang to find the heirloom jade seal, and now he has a broken arm.

Hou Di looked burly, like an iron-beaten man, but at this moment, he had tears in his eyes, and looked at the evil Buddha and others with great anger.

During the trip to the desert, many brothers who were born and died stayed there, and Suzaku and Qinglong Captain also unfortunately fell, all of them died at the hands of the demon monk and his disciples!

The bad people were eyeing him, but Maha turned a blind eye, and his three disciples also showed contempt.

But the next moment, Li Shimin's voice sounded again.

"What's wrong with the handsomeness?"

"The minister is here!" An old voice sounded, and an old Taoist priest in white appeared in place, his bones were strange, his crane hair was childish, and the most memorable thing was that his eyes, full of wisdom, seemed to be able to see through everything hidden in people's hearts.

Hearing this voice, Maha's calm eyes finally floated for the first time. The Tang Dynasty is not handsome, and he is also the head of Louguan Dao, and Yuan Tiangang, a Yang God monk, has finally appeared!

Yuan Tiangang held the formation diagram in one hand and the jade seal of the country in the other, like a leaf of autumn wind, ethereal and lonely, quietly appeared beside the emperor, and many Taoist heroes present, no one even noticed when he appeared.

This supernatural power is also unpredictable. Li Shimin looked at Maha coldly, pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword, and said word by word: "Give up your seat!" The sound is not loud, but it is sonorous and powerful, like the sound of bells and drums, which is shocking.

Maha's disciples' expressions changed, because they all saw a dragon, a divine dragon soaring in the air, fangs and claws, majestic and domineering!

It turned out that Yuan Tiangang was holding the jade seal of the country, and quietly mobilized the dragon qi of the entire Chang'an City, enveloping the three of them.

The jade seal of the country, four inches in circumference, five dragons on New York, engraved on the front

"Ordered by the sky, both longevity and eternal prosperity

"Eight seals. It is said that Li Si, the prime minister of the Qin Dynasty, was engraved with He's bi on the order of the first emperor, which is the evidence of the orthodox emperors of the Chinese dynasties. After the Qin Dynasty, the emperors of all dynasties worshipped this seal as a treasure and regarded it as an important weapon of the country. This thing contains the luck of China, which can invigorate the dragon qi of the Son of Heaven and the dragon qi of the Son of Heaven and the society of the rivers and mountains below, and only the real male lord can get it. After the death of Sui, the jade seal of the country disappeared, and later Yuan Tiangang watched the sky at night, calculated that it would appear in the Turkic country, so he led the bad people to the desert, and went through all the hardships and dangers to retrieve this treasure. In the face of that amazing dragon aura, Maha's eyes showed a different color. He didn't expect Yuan Tiangang to heal his injuries so quickly, and he also understood the use of this heirloom jade seal, borrowing dragon qi for his own use, and his strength increased greatly.

"Amitabha." Maha lowered his eyes and said, "Your Majesty, the old monk can give up his seat, and he can even no longer recover the jade seal, as long as His Majesty can promise the old monk one thing." Li Shimin remained silent and said, "Let's hear it." Maha slowly raised his eyes, and the Buddha ring behind his head suddenly shone brightly, reflecting him as if he were a real Buddha.

"Please Your Majesty set up the old monk as the national teacher and the Buddhism as the national religion!" As soon as these words came out, the Taoists present were quiet for a while, and then like a volcano erupting, they all slapped their eucalyptus, or glared, or cold-eyed, or ridiculed, or murderous.

"Ridiculous, I, Datang, respect the Tao, how can I allow you, a bald donkey, to be presumptuous!"

"Demon monk, you are a Turk, and you dare to meddle in the affairs of my Datang?"

"Your Excellency's move, aren't you afraid that the Yang God True Person in my Dao Sect will come to you to settle accounts?" …… In the face of everyone's reprimand, Maha folded his hands and said: "The old monk is conceited and invincible in the world, if you are a true person, you will also be defeated by my hands, and you will be the protector of the Dharma in my sect." His voice was full of confidence, as if the heroes of the world were like mustard.

Huan Yanzhen laughed, stepped forward and said: "The position of the national teacher, there are capable people living in it, don't say that compared with my master, even if it is compared with the little monk, it is just a pile of stinky mud and rotten tiles!" "Some people couldn't help it and shot angrily.

"Xuandu Guan Qingyunzi, you will meet Your Excellency!"

"Little demon monk, eat a sword of the poor road!"

"Today, this seat is going to eliminate a harm for this world!" In an instant, a senior uncle of Xuandu Temple, a Taoist leader of Wanshou Palace, and a small sect called Yunxia Sect took action at the same time, and the cultivation of the three of them was not shallow, the first two were in the early stage of the Yin God, and the small sect was in the middle stage of the Yin God!

Qingyunzi of Xuandu Guan urged the magic weapon, threw out a small bell and flew into the sky, and then quickly became larger, heading towards the illusion of the true cover.

The Taoist of Wanshou Palace pinched the sword trick in his hand, and released the natal flying sword that he had cultivated for many years, and the sword light was like a rainbow, slashing towards the neck of Phantom Yanzhen.

The momentum of the Yunxia Sect is the most terrifying, and he actually waved his sleeves to shoot out a ray of light, the aura is steaming, the brilliance is colorful, and it looks extremely extraordinary, and it is quite humane.

Sou! The flying sword slashed off the head of the illusion, and the blood flew wild. Winter! The bell shattered the real body into flesh.

The brilliant glow was even more ruthless, and it actually specialized in the primordial spirit, turning the soul of the illusion into smithereens.

"Haha, it's a lot of talk, in fact, that's all there is to it?"

"Okay, good kill!"

"It's a pleasure!" The rest of the people were amazed, and even regretted that they were late and lost a good opportunity to make a name for themselves in front of the emperor.

But soon their applause came to an abrupt end. Because the corpse of Phantom Yanzhen suddenly turned into the straw mat before, he himself was intact, not even a trace of damage to his clothes, still standing there quietly, smiling without saying a word.

And the three people who had just shot began to bleed blood from their necks. They were a little panicked and hurriedly took out the elixir and swallowed it, but in the blink of an eye, they found that there was no blood on their necks at all, but just wine.

Apparently Phantom Yanzhen was playing tricks on them. Phantom Yan Zhen smiled and said: "The little monk can send the wine to your necks, and naturally he can also send the blade to you, three, let's go back and practice hard, don't be embarrassed." For a moment, the audience was silent.

Many people have a look of jealousy in their eyes, and this illusion can be described as perfect. Phantom Yanzhen faced Li Shimin and said: "Your Majesty, the family teacher has three disciples, and the little monk is just the worst one, but he still easily defeats these Taoists. Li Shimin clenched the hilt of his sword, his eyes narrowed slightly.

He looked at Yuan Tiangang and saw that the other party was also looking at him, just waiting for him to give an order, and he was going to fight to the death.

"I ......" boom! The thunder sounded, shaking away thousands of miles of flowing clouds. A brilliant thunder light fell from the nine heavens, turning into a figure, wearing a Taoist crown, wearing a falling moon fairy robe, holding a unicorn whisk dust, hanging the treasure of the Three Realms on his waist, his eyes were like the morning light, and the gods were thorough, and he was out of the dust.

The moment he saw him, Li Shimin's hand holding the hilt of the sword finally loosened, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Yuan Tiangang's eyes flashed, and he breathed a sigh of relief. And Phantom Yanzhen is complexion has changed greatly, and he no longer has the same confidence and calmness as before, and even the evil Buddha Maha has raised his eyes slightly.

"I heard that someone wants to snatch my seat in Longhu Mountain?" Li Daoxuan's voice sounded slowly.

"Forget it, I'll give it to you if you like it."

"After all, what's there to fight with a few dying people?" ……