Is Chen Ziyu really here?

How dare she?

At this moment, Zan Xiruo's drunkenness was all frightened awake.

Crazy woman, what a crazy woman, as the emperor of the underworld, even disregarded the rules since ancient times, directly suppressed a country, and openly interfered in the affairs of the world!

Acting so domineering, isn't she afraid of being damned?

Seeing that the army of Yin soldiers was about to be killed, Zan Xiruo roared angrily and said, "Chen Ziyu, do you really dare to destroy my Tubo country?" ”

Chen Ziyu looked down on him condescendingly, and said lightly: "What, don't you understand the language of the world?" ”

Zan Xiruo smiled angrily and said: "Since ancient times, there has been a separation between yin and yang, and as a ghost emperor, don't you even understand this rule?" Aren't you afraid of the heavens? ”

"Tenjo ......"

Chen Ziyu looked at him with a foolish look.

"The sky is gone, is the sky still useful?"

Praise is suffocating.

"I once ordered the underworld not to meddle in the affairs of the world, not because of the rules since ancient times, but because I was too lazy to care."

There was a trace of disdain in her voice, she really didn't look down on those flies and dogs in the world, the so-called emperors and generals were only a few decades of longevity.

If you have that kind of spare time, you might as well retreat and practice more, so that you can help your husband in the future.

It's a pity that some people want to use the underworld, and in the end they want to bind her with the rules of the underworld, which is really ridiculous.

Fujun's words are right, the new underworld is established, and if you want to completely establish your prestige, you need to use an iron-blooded means to deter the small people in the world.

In this era when the law of the jungle eats the strong and the gods and Buddhas disappear, the words of the strong are the biggest rules.

Just as the reason why the Heavenly Rules were able to implement the Three Realms in the first place, it was not because of how deeply rooted it was in the hearts of the people, but because the people who formulated the Heavenly Rules held the right to speak.

Words follow the law, and cover the sky with one hand.

She believed that after this battle, no one in the yang world would dare to fight the idea of the underworld.

With a wave of the jade hand, 100,000 Yin soldiers descended to earth, and the heavens and the earth were full of ghosts crying and howling, and the city of Luo suddenly suffered a disaster that had not been encountered in a thousand years.

The Tubo soldiers lined up to meet the battle, forming a battle formation, and they could kill the ghosts under the impact of military energy, but unfortunately, there were too many Yin soldiers.

Endless, like a surging wave, wave after wave, and there is no pain, no fear of death, the roar can make people dizzy, and even the more powerful ones are directly attached to the Tubo soldiers, and then swing the knife to slash at other Tubo soldiers.

These Yin soldiers all have the underworld, bound to the soul of the underworld, even if they die in battle, the soul will be resurrected in the Yellow Spring, but it will take a certain amount of time.

In addition, they can all resist the wind, and they have a little magic, and their combat power naturally far exceeds that of mortal soldiers.

In less than an hour, the city of Raksha was lost.

Tubo's national strength is limited, and most of the soldiers were taken away by Qinling, and there are less than 30,000 soldiers left in the royal city at this moment, where can they hold the attack of 100,000 immortal Yin soldiers?

For a time, the Tibetan army was defeated like a mountain, and it was defeated and retreated.

The Yin soldiers had already entered the center of the royal city, and the blood was flowing like a river, and the ghosts were angry.

Fortunately, Chen Ziyu had ordered in advance that only the Tubo soldiers would be killed, and the civilians would not be harmed, and even the soldiers, once they dropped their weapons and surrendered, they would no longer kill.

At Li Daoxuan's suggestion, she also deliberately set up many ghosts of the prison army, once a Yin soldier kills the red eye and tries to harm the people, there will be a prison army to tear it apart immediately, in order to set an example.

"It's over, it's all over!"

Zanxiruo's face turned pale, looking at the terrifying scene of ten thousand ghosts walking at night, his legs trembled, revealing a look of despair.

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, he hurriedly looked behind him and pleaded: "Immortals, please help-"

The sound stopped abruptly.

Because the hall was full of guests and friends who were still lively just now, and many strange people with conceited skills, at this moment, they went to the empty building, and none of them were there!

They all escaped......

The moment Chen Ziyu appeared, the faces of this group of strangers changed greatly, and they quietly used their magical powers and secretly fled.

They didn't expect that the Emperor of the Underworld would be so domineering, completely ignoring the rules of the ancient times, and as soon as he made a move, he was 100,000 Yin soldiers, wanting to wipe out a country!

This kind of spirit...... Can't be provoked, can't be provoked at all.

At this moment, some people are even scolding Zan Xiruo, it's all this stupid pig, pretending to be smart, who told you that you have nothing to provoke the underworld?

I said a long time ago that the woman was a ruthless person and didn't listen.

However, it is easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down, and these people want to escape for their lives, but it is not that simple.

Chen Ziyu's eyes were as cold as the moon, and a flawless blue light rippled between her fingers, and the phoenix carved on it was lifelike, and she could vaguely hear the phoenix's song.

Jasper escape to the sky!

She flicked her fingers, and the hosta was like a blue thunderbolt, flying vertically and horizontally, turning into a divine bird, fluttering her wings in the sky, looking down on the world with her eyes, seeing everything clearly, and understanding all laws.

Whether it is flying in the sky, swimming in the water, or drilling in the soil, it can't hide the eyes of the divine bird.

A phoenix roared, and the blue light was like electricity.

First, more than a dozen monks fell like rain in the clouds, and then countless red lotus flowers floated in the water, and when you look closely, it is not a red lotus, but a monk who has been burned by karmic fire.

Those monks who performed the art of retreat were the worst, and they were directly squeezed into pulp by the power of the leylines.

"Demon girl, die!"

Only the old man of the Yang God Realm did not escape, but used his stealth technique to come to Chen Ziyu's side and attack blatantly.

He knew in his heart that there was only one way to escape and die, it was better to take the initiative to attack, even if it was death, he would tear off a piece of meat from the enemy!

He did not hesitate to burn all the essence blood, and his cultivation soared to the peak of the Yang God, his hands were sealed, and dense black runes appeared on his body, which looked extremely evil.

However, Chen Ziyu didn't look at him, just quietly rode on the white jade snow dragon horse.

The breeze blew through a strand of her hair.

The crystal clear strand of hair, flowing faintly in the moonlight, slid through the neck of the Yang God monk as if it were nothing.

He stood in the air in a daze, his gaze gradually dizzying, and the runes on his body quickly dimmed.

Poof!

His head fell with the wind, and the incision was as smooth as a mirror, and if anyone looked at it with the eyes of the law, they would find that it was not only the head that was cut off by the strands of hair, but also his soul.

A piece of green silk cuts the sun god!

"Vulnerable."

Chen Ziyu was a little disappointed, and she also deliberately changed into armor for this expedition.

She lowered her eyes to the city, trying to find the man named Ming Chongyan, who seemed to be very concerned by the husband, but unfortunately she did not see it in the whole city.

At this moment, a roar suddenly sounded.

It was a lucky dragon, originally a python, after swallowing the Tang Tianlong, it gave birth to dragon horns, and was transforming into a divine dragon, and now it feels the national disaster of Tubo and makes the last resistance.

It roared, and its huge body flew towards Chen Ziyu, its eyes like the sun and the moon, staring closely at the red clothes.

Obviously, only by defeating this person can there be any hope of saving Tibet.

Chen Ziyu finally raised some interest, her eyes were shining, and as soon as she pulled the reins, the white jade snow dragon horse let out a hiss, stepped on the moonlight, and carried her towards the dragon.

Under the full moon, this scene is extremely impactful.

Dressed in red, a single horse, like a fine dust, but the dragon in the clouds is a hundred feet long, the head is like a mountain, and even a scale is bigger than that person and a horse.

However, for some reason, the red clothes were bright like fire, like a king, with fluttering black hair and cold eyes, all giving people a great sense of oppression.

And in the eyes of the majestic dragon, there seemed to be a trace of timidity.

……

In Songzhou City, Li Daoxuan opened the eye of heaven, surveyed the sky, swept all the land of a state, and finally closed the eye of heaven, frowning slightly.

There is no figure of Ming Chongyan.

This person seemed to have received some early warning, and disappeared without a trace before Xue Rengui returned to the yang world, and he didn't know where he had gone.

When Li Daoxuan covered the sky with one hand, he deliberately showed his flaws, trying to lure the other party to make a move, but now it seems that he really ran away.

Where will this person go? The Tibetan Imperial City?

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly heard a dragon's groan, and saw a lucky dragon flying to the east, heading towards Chang'an.

It looked much more languished and a little smaller, but its eyes were extremely excited, as if it had seen the light of day again after the catastrophe.

Seeing this scene, Li Daoxuan smiled slightly.

He knew that Sister Yu's side had been completed, the king of Tubo had fallen, and even the luck dragon that represented the fortune of the country was beheaded by her.

The python swallowed the heavenly dragon, just like the greedy snake swallowing the elephant, even with the help of the formation, it successfully swallowed the Tang Tianlong, but it was difficult to completely digest it for a while.

With Sister Yu's beheading and annihilation of the country, Tubo's luck dissipated, and the remnants of Datang luck naturally broke out and regained their lives.

Although the body size is much less, if the emperor makes great efforts to govern and create a prosperous era in the future, his luck will gradually grow.

Tianlong also saw Li Daoxuan, it let out an intimate dragon groan, and it continued to fly around him, obedient, the dragon's mouth opened, and a piece of paper and half a circular jade pendant fell.

On it is Sister Yu's handwriting.

"There is no Ming Chongyan in Tibet."

"But Zan Xiruo's soul said that this is the jade pendant that Ming Chongyan once wore, and after the two made an agreement, Ming Chongyan gave him this half of the jade pendant as a token."

Obviously, Ming Chongyan is delicate, this is to prevent someone from pretending to be him or Zansiruo with the art of change, only when the two jade pendants fit together, can they determine each other's identities.

But because of this, a small flaw was revealed.

Li Daoxuan showed a smile, not only secretly praised in his heart, my lady is amazing!

He put away the note and the jade pendant, patted it on the head, and then the dragon flew a few times reluctantly, and finally headed towards the east.

It must return to its position as soon as possible, sit in the imperial capital, and protect the mountains and rivers.

If the luck is stable, the wind and rain will be smooth, the grains will be abundant, and the people will be happy.

Li Daoxuan sat on the sky and whistled into the distance, the voice was sharp, with a certain unique frequency, condensed but not dispersed, and came out from afar.

About half an hour later, the clouds and mist in the distance suddenly rolled, and a black lightning bolt slashed, shattering the sea of clouds, like a hurricane, incredibly fast.

Rumble!

The black shadow slammed into Li Daoxuan's arms, his voice hoarse, and tears rained down.

"Wow!"

"Master, it's been forty-two years, it's been forty-two years, and I thought you had forgotten about ...... sky."

"Forty-two years, do you know how I've lived in the past forty-two years?"

Its voice was very aggrieved, and it covered its chest with its claws, a very heart-wrenching look.

Li Daoxuan smiled slightly, and stretched out his hand to make a calculation.

"In that case, then I'll do a good math of how you're doing, sir."

Lu Tian's sad expression suddenly froze, and his eyes rolled.

At this moment, it remembered a lot of beautiful names, such as Little Red, Little Yellow, Little Blue, Little Green, Little Purple, and Little Black......

Later, because there were too many in the harem, it was simply called by number.

How can you be happy?

It coughed, hurriedly showed a flattering look, and said with a smile: "Master, you just came out of the customs, you must have sat for a long time and your legs hurt, why don't you hammer your legs?" ”

It pinched its little paws and hammered Li Daoxuan's legs rhythmically, and its tail wagged quickly.

Li Daoxuan laughed, touched its head, stopped selling guanzi, took out the half of the ring-shaped jade pendant, and said, "There should be two breaths on it, one is a mortal and the other is a monk." ”

"Help me find the monk."

Roaring stood up with his legs, patted his chest and said, "Okay, wrap it on Roaring Tian, if you can't find it, you can do whatever you want!" ”

Li Daoxuan looked at it with a stunned expression, smiled faintly, and said a word lightly.

"Okay, if you can't find it, I'll let you go."

Roaring Sky was suddenly struck like thunder, and his tail stood up, and he was terrified.

What's the point of being a dog without that thing?

Find, desperately find!

As long as you can't find it, you can find it in death!

……

Luoyang, at the foot of the White Horse Temple, by the nameless river, in front of two graves.

A handsome monk sat cross-legged in front of the grave, the woodcut tombstone had decayed and blurred with age, but he could make out the handwriting on it accurately.

Master's Tomb of Three Pleasures.

The Tomb of the Wife Little Sugar.

It was carved by his own hand, and now that decades have passed, the surrounding area is the same, but the tomb has become more dilapidated, and the grass is detached.

After Xuanzang retrieved the scriptures, he didn't come here to read them, because he knew that what the master really cared about was whether he could spread the Mahayana Buddhism as soon as possible and benefit all sentient beings.

The fact that he finished translating the Mahayana sutra early was the best consolation to the Master.

Xuanzang was silent for a moment, and then took out a worn, ancient scripture book from his arms, which seemed to be moldy, and he couldn't even read the words on the cover.

But he was extremely cautious, more cautious than holding the Buddha bone relics.

Looking at this scripture, Xuanzang's eyes were very complicated, with confusion, sadness, doubts, and even a trace of despair.

It was as if faith had collapsed.

"Master, the apprentice doesn't know what is right anymore......"

"Buddha...... Is it really necessary to exist? ”

"Master, can you tell the apprentice what I should do?"

Xuanzang, a holy monk who is already famous all over the world, a scripture learner who returned from the Western Heavens, was as helpless as a child at this moment, with a tear in his eyes.

At that moment, a faint voice sounded.

"Holy monk, your master is dead, but the poor path can tell you the answer."

He spoke word by word, and his words were amazing.

"The Tao is a thief, and the Buddha is a demon!"

"Neither God nor Buddha should exist between heaven and earth!"

The moonlight illuminates his figure.

Wearing a Taoist robe, holding a feather fan, wearing a star crown, his face is elegant, his temperament is handsome, and his demeanor is graceful, but his eyes are not illuminated by the moonlight, and they are still hidden in the dark.

Plum Blossom Inner Guard Pavilion Collar, the owner of the three books of heaven, earth and man - Ming Chongyan!

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