Da Luo Tian, Lingyun Palace.

Between the immortal clouds and mist, a majestic voice came out.

"How's the battle going?"

"Returning to the Great Emperor, Emperor Tianzhong and Fulongguan seem to have fallen into a stalemate."

"Stuck in a stalemate? How can it be deadlocked? Doesn't it say that the 'Death Bell' of the Emperor of the Heavenly Bell is the most flexible and humane monk, and the 'Four Seasons Bell' specializes in the Four Seasons Spiritual Law? How can it still be in a stalemate with the Fulongguan contemporary? ”

"The old god doesn't know."

The old god replied respectfully: "In order to better suppress the contemporary four-time spirit method of Fulongguan, the emperor did not fight for long, and the four seasons bell isolated the heaven and earth, and now with that stone mountain as the center, a radius of a hundred miles has been isolated, and the gods and generals can't enter at all, and they can't see the scene, but the two sides have not divided the victory or defeat for a long time, and at the same time, according to some fluctuations in heaven and earth that occasionally overflow, the two sides should be in a stalemate." ”

"Stone Mountain?"

"It's Heyuan's 'borrowed mountain'."

"He Yuan? Isn't Heyuan a flat land? Where did the stone mountain come from? The Heavenly Emperor paused, "Could it be the mountain left by Fulongguan's current suppression of the Snow Plains Demon King?" ”

“……”

The old god-king's voice also paused.

It took a while for a sound to come out.

"Exactly, exactly that mountain." The old god's voice was respectful, "The movement of the Heavenly Bell Emperor is too big. In the previous hundreds of years, he had almost never appeared, but in the past few months he had appeared frequently in and around Gwangju, and it was likely that Fu Yongguan guessed that he wanted to go to the lower realm and make enemies with it, so he prepared in advance. ”

The old god monarch's voice paused.

"It stands to reason that even if the Fulongguan Contemporary can compete with the Emperor of the Heavenly Bell, it will not be so easy. The old god guessed that the mystery was probably related to the events of the past. ”

"What happened back then?"

"I don't know. What happened back then, and how Fulongguan suppressed the Snow Demon King in the current era, is just what Zhou Lei Gong saw with his own eyes throughout the whole process. The old god's voice paused, and he added a little nervously, "The old god is just guessing." There is no intention to blame Zhou Leigong. ”

“……”

“……”

"I have something to ask you."

"Emperor, please speak."

"Why does Fulongguan know that Emperor Tianzhong is going to fight with him in Hezhou?"

"The Emperor is suspicious of the old god?"

"Just ask, and you answer truthfully."

"This ...... This...... How does the old god know? What's more, how could the Great Emperor confirm that he knew that the Emperor of the Heavenly Bell was going to fight with him in Hezhou? If Fu Longguan had been prepared in Hezhou, he would naturally choose Hezhou to wait for the emperor's lower realm. And the fact that he had already prepared in Hezhou was just a guess by the old god. ”

"Then since you know that Fulongguan has suppressed the Demon King in Heyuan in the current era, why didn't you remind Emperor Tianzhong?"

"The Great Emperor and all the gods in the hall have never thought of it, how can the old god think of it?"

“……”

The Emperor fell silent.

The atmosphere in the hall seemed to be a little oppressive.

It was a long time before another voice came out.

"What happens after that?"

"Returning to the emperor, the two sides have reached a stalemate, which shows that there is not much difference in skills. However, the life span is 100 years, the god lives for a thousand years, and the divine power of manpower has always been insufficient, and Hezhou is still the closest place to Gwangju, where the Tianzhong Emperor's dojo is located. ”

"Go ahead, I'll see for myself."

"The old god is leaving."

“……”

The door of the temple was wide open, and the old god rode away.

……

In the blink of an eye, it was late autumn.

Gwangju is famous for its autumn scenery.

Because the mountain is full of maple, hemlock, maple, persimmon and other red leaf varieties, every late autumn, the mountain will be red all over, different tree species red season and color are not the same, some will show bright blood red, some are fiery red, some are just yellow with red, so that the whole mountain is colorful and layered, shrouded in the common morning fog of the foggy mountains, the mountain is red all over and the hazy feeling is even more extraordinary, but also because this is the holy land of the rivers and lakes, the gate of the Guangwu Mountain, the beautiful scenery of the red leaves, and add a bit of the atmosphere of the rivers and lakes.

As soon as Shu Yifan woke up, he opened the window and saw such a beautiful mountain scenery with foggy red leaves.

It seems that he has been coming to Gwangju Kiriyama for more than ten years, and he should have seen this scenery more than a dozen times, but in the past few years, he has often been busy going down the mountain to get rid of demons for the people, and the best time to see the red leaves in the mountains is only seven or eight days, and he often misses it, even if he doesn't miss it, he can't see it for long in a year, and the scenery is different every year, so it's not at all possible to get tired of it.

As soon as I stood in front of the window, I was distracted.

It's really rare to be laid-back.

It was like a dream last night.

I dreamed of Mr.

When people are older, they love to dream.

It's not rare to dream of Mr., but it's rare, that journey was very special even in his life, and he often dreamed of the past and the old people over the years, but he also dreamed many times.

Sometimes I dream about the year.

The scene of that year, myself and my husband back then, and Sanhua Niangniang, a jujube red horse, had a little different dialogue and behavior.

Sometimes dreams of the near future.

As soon as he woke up, or did something in the mountains, someone came to report quickly, and a young Taoist brought a three-flowered cat and a jujube red horse, claiming to be surnamed Song Mingyou, but the old man who was in charge of the door, came to visit, and he hurriedly put on his clothes and shoes, or put down his things and went to meet.

Or walking somewhere, on the mountain road, or going to the Anqing Liujiang Conference again, accidentally, I heard the sound of horse bells, and turned around to be a familiar figure.

Sometimes dreams of the future.

Ten years of Da'an, summer and autumn communication, I went to Yizhou, on an imaginary mountain, in the Taoist temple, I saw the Taoist who was feeding the chickens and the three-flower cat who was playing, and the jujube red horse was quietly eating grass next to it.

It's just that things in dreams have always been blurred, and they will be even more blurred after waking up, in Shu Yifan's dreams, even if he dreamed of the year, he dreamed of a Taoist figure at most, clearly knowing that he was Mr., but rarely saw the face of a Taoist.

Last night's dream was a strange one.

Everything is so clear......

The gentleman's countenance, the words he spoke, have not faded even now.

What did you say, sir......

“！”

Shu Yifan's eyes froze, and he suddenly turned pale.

That's not a dream!

"Brush!"

The peerless swordsman immediately turned around, put on his clothes in three or two times, took his sword, and went out.

It's just the evening of the day—

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

The bell of the Thunder Sword Sect rang as well.

This bell does not tell the time, usually only in the morning, noon and dusk will ring, one is the morning exercise, afternoon practice, evening practice, two is breakfast, lunch, dinner, if it rings three times in a row, it is to summon the elders of the door to discuss matters, four rings are even the stewards are also invited, five rings and above is the assembly, as long as the inner disciples in the mountain hear, they need to be present.

The more bells rang, the more urgent the matter.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

The clock never stopped.

The elders, stewards, and disciples of the inner sect were also extremely panicked, and they were all in place in a moment.

Shu Yifan also asked the elders in the door to take inventory, and if there were any locals in Gwangju, please go back.

Immediately, the Thunder Sword Saint held his sword in his hand and looked solemn.

"And now the world is unstable, the gods have no virtue, there are no virtues in the lower realm for chaos, scourge the world, Shu is ordered by the immortal master, summon you, help the immortal master eradicate the god of virtue!

"Shu has a directory in his hand, just obtained from the yamen of the state city, recording the Taoist temples in the entire Gwangju, and you need to ask all the inner disciples to go quickly, and be sure to arrive as soon as possible, and check whether there is a statue of Emperor Tianzhong in the temple. If there is one, stay, if not, go back to the door and wait for the arrangement.

"I also have to go to the Taoist temples in the surrounding states of Gwangju, so I ask the elders to work harder.

“……”

The elders and stewards and disciples below were all at a loss.

"Emperor Tianzhong?"

"Which Immortal Master?"

"What are we going to do when we get there?"

“……”

The Thunder Sword Saint just looked around, and the surroundings were quiet again.

"It is the immortal master in Hezhou and the north.

"Don't ask anything else, what we have to do is to find all the temples in the entire Gwangju and its surroundings that enshrine the statue of Emperor Tianzhong, and when the day of the winter solstice is over, all the disciples will work together to smash it, and there will be no mistake. Immediately stay in the local area, and no one is allowed to make further offerings. Until then, I ask you to keep it a secret and don't spread it. ”

Smashing the idol?

The crowd was shocked.

But he also looked solemn, holding his sword and saying yes.

The sound was sonorous and resounded through the foggy mountains.

"When you smash the statue, if someone else asks, or you don't need to cover it up, just report the name of the Gwangju Thunder Sword Sect and tell the truth."

It is a simple sentence, but it is an absolute confidence in the strength of the Thunder Sword Sect and its prestige and reputation among the people of Gwangju.

"Yes!"

After a short time, a famous swordsman with a long sword and a horse led the order down the mountain, separated at the foot of the foggy mountain, and soon scattered in the rivers and lakes.

Martial artists have their own pride.

What's more, the Thunder Sword Sect that has slashed demons for many years.

It's just different this time.

This time you want to kill the gods!

……

Changjing, Prime Minister's House.

After several ups and downs, today's Yu Jianbai is no longer the Yu Zhizhou who he first saw in Yidu City and is old and romantic.

Eighteen years of wind and frost, as well as the tirelessness of government affairs, have already made him a gray-haired old man, his body is not as good as day by day, his face is getting older day by day, and he doesn't even know how long he can hold on, but he still has to hold on - such as today's son favors the national teacher Miaohuazi, but Miaohuazi's behavior is completely different from his master's back then, as the prime minister, he is the only one who can barely fight against him in the court, if he falls, there will be no one to balance this demonic way.

Now this building is supporting him.

None of the people in the court wanted him to fall.

"Alas......"

Yu Jianbai sighed.

I hope to have a Ming king, the world is peaceful, and the people live in peace.

It didn't take long for someone from outside to report.

"Liu Shangshu is visiting."

Liu Changfeng, who was the governor of Yidu County, later Pujun Taishou, and then transferred to Beijing officials, has now become a member of the dynasty and is serving as the secretary of the Ministry of Rites.

When the two sides met, Liu Changfeng saluted.

Yu Xiang invited him to sit down, looked at the tea, and said in a close tone: "Changfeng has slept well recently?" ”

"Yu Xiang is also dreaming?"

“……”

The two sides looked at each other, and it was already clear.

There is no need to talk about it.

"Since Mr. walked the world, he didn't know how many demons and demons were killed, and he has always acted for the people, and now he dreams of you and me, and involves this ancient god, there must be special and difficult places. The present is an unconditional trust in Mr. Yu Jianbai paused when he said this, "I asked Changfeng to entrust his position, and ordered in advance to send books to the official yamen of Guangzhou, Yuezhou, Hezhou, Hanzhou, Luzhou and Luozhou, and invited them out of the Taoist temple, and they were not allowed to be offered again." This is the book, please play Your Majesty to depose the gods. If Your Majesty allows it, it is naturally good, if it is not, the original phase cough cough is not far from the oil running out, it is better to cut first and then play than to disobey the order, and Your Majesty will not be embarrassed by such a trivial matter. In short, it will not affect the long peak. ”

"Where is Yu Xiang's words? Xia Guan and Mr. are also old acquaintances, and they have heard about Mr. Demon's deeds in Hezhou, and witnessed Mr. Eliminate demons for the people, so why don't Xia Guan trust Mr. Song? How much more like a god who has never heard of before. ”

"Needless to say, let's go first......

"Yu Xiang pays attention to his body."

"Got it."

"Resignation."

Shangshu bowed and exited.

The old minister waited for a while, and also rode a donkey into the palace.

(End of chapter)