"Ida system? Is he going to learn from Wang Mang? ”

In Taiyuan, a group of strategists looked at the information transmitted by Taoism and discussed it one after another.

Tang Ming's face was solemn, looking at the policy of Taoism, he had a feeling of encountering a great enemy.

"Wuji, what do you think of Xu Xuan?"

"Fierce enemy, in the future to attack the northwest, Taoism must be a strong enemy, and Taoism is not the law of the well field, but a more extreme method than the well field, the land is divided into public ownership, the upper limit of each person is 100 acres, no buying and selling, no transfer, the wasteland will be distributed, and the excess land will be used as public land."

"And the well field of the King of Zhou, although it is not allowed to be bought and sold, but obviously the upper limit will be higher, at least there are princes who have fiefdom and established the country, and Taoism is not even allowed to exist in the family, if they are allowed to gain power, there will definitely be no place for us."

At this time, a tall and strong man got up, and said angrily: "Shizi, give me 3,000 soldiers and horses, and I will cut off this person's head." ”

There is still a trace of white liquid at the corner of the strong man's mouth, he drinks not wine, but human milk, he is cruel, although he mutilates the people and cuts women's milk, but he is loyal to Tang Ming, so he is called the saint of the world, and Tang Ming is tolerated by the blue sky on his head.

"No." The strategist admonished: "Taoism is deeply rooted and invincible, even if it is lucky to win, it will be cheaper for outsiders, take Chang'an first." ”

Yun Qiong also said at this time: "Yes, prepare to recruit troops, take Chang'an, and then through our operation, we will definitely be able to gain a firm foothold. ”

The Tang family has been operating in Jindi for decades, with a strong foundation and tens of thousands of elite soldiers, if they choose to fight to the death with a cult, they will definitely waste a good opportunity to take over the world.

"It's okay, let the world see Xu Xuan's true face."

Just stepped on Xu Xuan to become famous.

This is the contrast, when other forces see Xu Xuan such a fierce hero, and then look at themselves, they become pleasing to the eye, invisibly adding chips to themselves.

Everyone has a tacit understanding to ignore the rumored spells, and the kung fu of many martial artists can make the people mistake them for immortals, especially the demon cultists, who are the best at pretending to be gods and ghosts.

Even if you believe it, you won't break your morale on such an occasion.

And some people are different.

Tianluo Valley.

"Ghost ...... Ghost...... I see ghosts......"

In the main hall, a man's howl was heard.

I saw three men in black pressing a man with his hair scattered, his pupils dilated, and he kept shouting ghosts.

This is a disciple of the Yinshan Sect who escaped from the battlefield, and when everyone found him, he had already become a crazy beggar.

"Demon King, this person is crazy, completely crazy, full of nonsense." One of the disciples said.

"My lord, let me take someone to kill Xu Xuan and avenge Song Qing!" Another man was half-kneeling.

The man had a strange appearance, and his palms had a black iron sheen.

"Iron hand, you order to go down, everyone don't move, don't avenge Song Qing."

"For ......"

"Go down!"

The masked demon king snorted softly, and the magic sound filled his ears, and several people snorted, and their voices were shaky.

After everyone left, the Demon King went to the side candlestick, turned the mechanism, and the side wall mechanism slowly opened.

Follow the winding tunnels and enter a large cave hall.

There were no gold or silver treasures inside, only murals, a book of secrets written on the Yinshan Scriptures, and a small bottle.

The mural depicts the scene of feathered people flying up and casting spells.

The common feature of most of the feather people is that they have a pair of white wings on their backs, and a small number of them are also considered feather people, such as the long-eyed people, the three-eyed people, and the dragon-headed people are also part of the feather people.

This is the immortal in ancient legends, and there may be a certain fantasy component, but the demon king Zhu Yuan knows that the immortal is definitely not a legend, but a real existence of such a kind.

This Yinshan Dharma Book proves that no one can refine the exercises on this thing, and it only exists here as a sect antique, and the content is not valued by people.

"Are they really back?"

Demon King Zhu Yuan muttered to himself.

If this is the case, what will they do with them?

"No, immortal cultivators also have weaknesses, they are not invulnerable, as long as they find an opportunity, they will definitely be killed." The Demon King thought to himself.

Besides, it's not necessarily true, there are some people in the Daomen who like to pretend to be gods and ghosts, even if they look less than fifty, they can blow up to five hundred, claiming to be immortals, and there are even miracles circulating, and there are hundreds of them all over the years.

There are even many anti-kings in the world who started by miracles.

"Let's investigate first, don't act rashly."

The Demon King fell silent.

Emperor Hill, Jomei-an.

The fairy looked up at the sky and sighed: "If this is true, the common people will be in trouble, but I hope not." ”

It should have been a happy thing that the Demon Sect was wiped out, but the rumors that circulated made them a little uneasy.

After the study of several holy monks in Buddhism, this rumor is most likely false, maybe Xu Xuan has a treasure in his hand, or some strange magic.

Because the aura in this realm is not enough for people to cultivate, and the aura crystals handed down from ancient times have long been consumed by the masters of various sects in the Eastern Han Dynasty.

Most likely, it's not an immortal cultivator.

If it really is, then call on the heroes of the world to kill this so-called immortal cultivator in one fell swoop.

Martial arts was originally born from cultivating immortals, powerful martial arts masters, and in terms of hand-to-hand combat, they are not afraid of the so-called immortal cultivators.

"Today must be a prosperous era of martial arts, God blocks and kills God, Buddha blocks and kills Buddha, and it will be destroyed!!"

Sycamore Cave Heaven.

Xu Xuan was refining the pill, refining the dragon and tiger pill, and swallowed it in one gulp.

He closed his eyes and refined the medicinal power in his body.

The perspective moved outward, there was an altar outside, the altar was dedicated to the jade seal, and the three bowls of spirit beast essence blood slowly decreased, as if swallowed by some kind of creature.

These are the twelve ghost generals.

Xiang Youxian left again to collect news and Taoism for Xu Xuan.

At the same time, Kou Zhen and others are rectifying the people, collecting more materials suitable for Xu Xuan to become a ghost and god, so that the ghost seal can be further improved.

The days passed, the years passed, and time flew by.

A few years ago, the fruit planted by Xu Xuan finally began to grow.

The number of dragon and giant dragon bloodline monks reached thirty-six.

Lu Jing and Kou Zhen both awakened spells.

The night was dark, and the sound of a noisy fight could be heard below.

Rumble!

The ground exploded in a radius of ten zhang, the rocks pierced the air, the internal force was like a storm crashing on the shore, and a weak man with golden eyes stood in the center, looking at the person lying in front of him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I heard that you are the military advisor of the Eastern Desert, what is your name Demon Marshal? But so, I can't pit my ground splitting method. ”

The demon marshal was beheaded, and for a while, several congenital masters were killed in a row.

Kou Zhen and Lu Jing are among the top ten masters in the world.

People don't dare to imagine how powerful the so-called True Monarch is, perhaps an unfathomable Grand Master.

After these things happened, there were suddenly fewer spies sent by the various factions.

The great net of Taoism is about to be unfolded.

A year later.

"Kill!!"

"The heavens are swaying, and my way is prosperous!!"

20,000 elite soldiers slaughtered in all directions.

Dao soldiers have always been pragmatic, if you count the people and miscellaneous people, it is estimated that it can be counted as 100,000.

Conquer several counties of Shu along the way.

In the process, there are many masters of the family, and these people all go to the prison, become fuel for ghosts, and improve the proficiency of the Liuding Liujia method.

In the same year, Chen Kuan was killed, and the world was divided.

And Taoism, a court that has no kings and only true monarchs, has to face more complex challenges.

At this time, Xu Xuan wanted to take the burden.

(End of chapter)