It was precisely because he knew the horror of the miracle Lu that he thought about it again and again, but he still didn't say much.

The emperor took a deep breath and asked in a deep voice, "National Teacher, do you know what kind of criticism my Dajing will usher in if I do this." ”

The national teacher shook his head solemnly, "Then Your Majesty knows that even if you do this, you may not be able to ease the relationship with the Lu family, if you force the other party to form an alliance with the Southern Great Tomb, how should Your Majesty deal with it." ”

His Majesty the Emperor, who was sitting at the top, suddenly snorted heavily, his hands clenched tightly, his knuckles whited, and his eyes gradually dimmed.

After a long time, he said in a deep voice, "Since this is the case, there is a hard trip to the miracle cave by Lao Guoshi." ”

After saying this, His Majesty the Emperor's originally straight back suddenly drooped down, and the whole person seemed to have aged many years in an instant.

The national teacher bowed and saluted, and then asked cautiously, "What about the second prince?" ”

The emperor quickly adjusted, sat upright again, his eyes were bright, and he turned back into the heroic lord who was in charge of half a continent.

He tapped his fingers lightly on the desk in front of him, and the imperial study fell into absolute silence again, and a needle could be heard on the ground.

I don't know how long it took, the emperor looked up at the national teacher, his eyes were firm, and he said undoubtedly, "The national teacher can act cheaply, if the Lu family is not forgiving, the national teacher only cares about peace, and there is no need to be distracted and worry about trivial matters." ”

The national teacher bowed and saluted, "Weichen obeys the order." ”

"Zhuqing, let's go back."

After all the central ministers left in turn, the emperor collapsed on the dragon chair at once, as if the last sentence had drained all his strength.

At this moment, his eyes were confused, and finally his hands covered his face, and his body trembled slightly, not at all like the heroic lord who pointed out the country in the past.

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In the southwest of Xidao Lingzhou, there is an inconspicuous small country, Qingjia Kingdom, which is a vassal state of the Daling Dynasty, the overlord in the south of a continent.

Qingjia has been founded for a hundred years, and for the immortals on the mountain, a hundred years of time is fleeting, but for secular dynasties, especially for a small country like Qingjia, a hundred years of national glory is extremely rare.

In its territory, there is also a Xianjia sect with a not short history, Guiyuan Valley, in its ancestors, there was also a period of glorious years.

At noon on this day, the sky was blazing, and a man with a rough face walked towards Guiyuan Valley step by step.

The person who came was Uncle Jing, after he left Qingyunji, he went all the way south, and rushed to this big catty Guiyuan Valley, now that he was close, the middle-aged man completely let go of his thoughts, and instantly shrouded the nearby radius of a hundred miles, in this range, not a single fly could escape his perception.

On that day, Mr. Cen used his great powers to follow the cracks in the time at the bottom of the Guiyuan Valley and gave Ji Ze a "big gift", but he did not easily uproot this place.

Originally, Old Master Qu's plan was to wait until the Heavenly Demons were defeated and retreated, and see if these guys in Guiyuan Valley would collude with the rest of the demons in the Divine Ruins World, so that they could dig out the radish and bring out the mud and serve them in a pot.

But who would have thought that several days had passed, and there was no movement in Guiyuan Valley, and no disciples went out, as if nothing had happened.

It's just weird, to be able to quietly open up such a crack in time, and build a large-scale underground palace underground, to say that there is no one in Guiyuan Valley to answer, ghosts don't believe it.

But now that he knows that he is exposed, the other party still dares to stay here, either because there is still the other party in this Guiyuan Valley who has to continue to stay, or because the pure art masters are bold and don't take those great monks of the Middle Earth Ancestral Divine Palace in their eyes.

After all, under the continuous search, the immortal sects in Yizhou all knew about the fact that several great monks such as Old Master Qu and Changsheng Zhenren jointly sat in the West Dao Lingzhou, plus a Cen Xinzhou who established a study in the cloud, and several masters in the Miracle Cave Heaven.

In the whole world, who has the confidence to escape under the joint efforts of this group of great monks.

Uncle Jing thought about it in his heart, I am afraid that except for the old palace master of the Ancestral God Palace, the sword master of Jianshan, the old city lord of Shenyuan City in the East China Sea, and the ninth master of his own family, the old master who commands a heavenly lineage, a certain Daomen immortal above the four real people, a certain Buddhist gate dragon elephant who is unbroken by the unparalleled King Kong of Buddhism, and a certain old horseman who has been rumored to have reached the realm of martial arts, and a few people who are less than the number of hands, no one can do it.

Less than a kilometer away from the mountain gate of Guiyuan Valley, the two mountain guards finally saw the uninvited guest clearly.

One of them said loudly, "Who is coming, this is the mountain gate of Guiyuan Valley, and the idlers stop." ”

"Miracle Cave Heaven, Wu Jing."

The middle-aged man looked indifferent and said calmly.

The two mountain guarding disciples glanced at each other, and they both saw a strong fear and surprise in each other's eyes.

In the Guiyuan Valley, in the main hall of the sect, the sect master Huang Jian, and many high-level officials, including the heads of each lineage, were all present and were deliberating.

The Great Elder of the Sect said in a deep voice, "Sect Master, what did the Ancestor say? ”

Huang Jian's expression was solemn, "The Ancestor's cultivation has now reached a critical juncture, and we can't be distracted, so we need to stick here and protect the Dharma for the Ancestor." ”

An old man with a pair of inverted triangular eyes said in a strange manner, "None of us have seen the face of the ancestor, who knows if he is still in retreat in the forbidden land. ”

Huang Jian's eyes froze, and he looked at the other party with an unkind face, "Liu Xianfeng, what did you say?" ”

Without waiting for the old man with the inverted triangle eyes to explain anything, two black thunderbolts appeared in Huang Jian's palm, and he suddenly rushed out, waving his hands, arcing in all directions, and before Liu Xianfeng could react, the black thunder fell, and instantly killed it to the ground.

The rest of the sect leaders present were all silent when they saw this scene, one was counted as one, all of them had their heads down, holding their breath and concentrating.

Then Huang Jian returned to the top position, looked around, and saw that there was no objection, and nodded with satisfaction.

With his example, the next thing went very smoothly, and Huang Jian arranged tasks for each of the high-level members of the sect, and strengthened his determination to stick to this and protect the Dharma for the ancestors.

Suddenly, a disciple with a panicked look broke in at the gate of the main hall, and someone recognized that this was a disciple guarding the mountain, and immediately helped him up, "Why don't you suffer on the side of the mountain gate, why do you break in recklessly?" ”

The disciple had horror in his eyes, and said tremblingly, "Returning to the Sect Master, elders, something is wrong, a middle-aged man who claims to be from the Miracle Cave Heaven has appeared outside, and Senior Brother Zhao has been killed by that guy with a punch. ”

"What?"

Huang Jian patted the chair, got up suddenly, and said with a gloomy face, "I didn't expect it to come so quickly." ”