Seeing that the emperor was silent, the prince seemed to be a little anxious, so he knelt down with a "plop" and said, "Father, sons, please and no... Wu Neng monk sent an envoy to Yue Guo together, please ask for the permission of the emperor!"

"The son swears to appease his heart and advise him from now on, not to send a single soldier to cross the Zhanghe River for half a step!"

The two princes suddenly looked a little restless, and they all secretly glanced at the senior brother of the Shenxiao Palace. The senior brother nodded imperceptibly, and the two of them hurriedly rolled and crawled, kneeling behind the prince.

One shouted in his mouth: "Enlighten the father, the son seconded!"

The other was a little late, and couldn't help but be ruthless in his heart, and said loudly: "Father, the crown prince is an assistant to the government, and the state affairs are complicated, how can you leave without permission?

The emperor couldn't help but be surprised!

looked at the guest of honor of the two doors of Buddhism and Taoism suspiciously, and then looked back at the three princes, with mixed feelings in his heart: Although the prince does not reject Taoism, he has always been closer to Buddhism, thinking I don't know?

As for these two princes, they have long bowed down under the door of the Shenxiao Palace, and the three of them have always said that you are east and I will be west, if you say good, I will say bad, and if you say okay, I will say that it is not appropriate, in short, you have to carry it.

What's going on today?

Could it be that I sent troops to attack the Yue Kingdom this time, and the Shenxiao Temple and Lingbao Temple openly supported it, but in fact they secretly opposed it?

couldn't help but look at the little Taoist Bai who was sitting still, and then squinted at the little monk who was tense in the field, and thought to himself: Well, this country is the country of a few little guys after all, and this world is also the world of these young people after all.

No matter what tricks and tricks the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism and these three guys are playing, what tricks are they doing, it's better to follow them today!

Thinking of this, the emperor touched his beard under his chin, a smile appeared on his face, and said, "You all get up!"

"Today's grand meeting, the sages are here, but this is not a court meeting, don't miss the right thing, and don't neglect the distinguished guests!"

"I'll wait for the performance first, and I'll discuss the details later. ”

When the crown prince and the two princes heard this, they all said happily: "The son has thanked his father!"

The three of them got up one by one and returned to their original positions, with respectful appearances and complicated expressions, and no one knew what these people were thinking.

After Mingyun and "Wu Neng" each showed off their momentum, they finally moved.

Wu Neng was young, the first thing to do, it was directly a move "Jin Ge Iron Horse", under the flashing of the long sword, the air in front of him condensed and formed, and he imagined a golden armor general, opening his teeth and dancing claws, roaring hideously, and pounced on Mingyun.

In the hall, the sword is clearly whistling, the roar is like a tide, and the shadow is galloping, but the petals can be spread on the ground but do not move at all, so that the whole leisure.

Mingyun's eyes suddenly brightened, he seemed to have been waiting for this move for a long time, and with a slight "hi", a sword glowed with cold light, drawing a circle quickly in front of him.

┗|'O′|┛嗷~~

The hall suddenly sounded a long roar of evil ghosts, and the phantoms of fierce ghosts, which were almost equal to the number of golden armor, appeared in mid-air out of thin air, flashing fiercely, opening their mouths, sharp teeth, and biting in the air.

It was as if the sound of flesh and blood could be heard, the muffled sound of broken bones, the screams of skulls cracking, and the golden armor and the demons were on a par with each other.

Looking at such a battle, Zhao Xiaobai's mind couldn't help but fly far away: if you want to keep not alarming the petals on the ground, you can really only fight like this. But if you want to condense the sword qi and attack the enemy, it is not a joke.

This is not a spell, this is sword intent, and it is much more difficult than sending out sword light to kill people and bluff people!

Mingyun looks like a sword training embryo, and he is nearly thirty years old, so it is okay to have such ability, but this little monk, even if he starts practicing sword from his mother's belly, he can't be powerful to this extent.

But even if he is already so powerful, he is still not as good as that little demon witch?

How perverted does that little witch have to be?

But the little witch can't stand Qin Fangfang! Then the pride of this human race, Qin someone, the prince of the Great Xia Kingdom, is really not a fool.

Hey, there are so many wicked people in this world, it's really dangerous!

He always thinks that others are powerful, as for how he compares with these three people, whether he can beat or not, and who he can beat, he hasn't seriously thought about it.

Of course, it was useless to think about it, and he didn't know. Because, since his debut, he has not been tough with anyone at all.

The two gritted their teeth and fought fiercely, making the hall dim, and another was a fierce general, a demon exorcist, and even more miserable, turning a royal hall into a straight like Shura hell!

Most of the people in the hall have their own cultivation, but those who can compare with the two of them, except for only two or three people, the rest of the people are still far behind, and suddenly some people can't support it, and they screamed.

Mingyun's painting style suddenly changed, and he slammed the sword in his left hand, but a wooden sword appeared in his right hand.

Peachwood Sword!

Almost everyone knows that Taoist priests are the best at catching ghosts and driving away ghosts, and although monks can ward off evil spirits, they can't take ghosts. The peach wood sword is a Taoist magic weapon, and the ghosts and gods are not close, and it happens to be the only artifact to restrain the powerful generals.

As soon as the Mingyun peachwood sword came out, many clear-eyed people in the hall suddenly sighed in their hearts: Ah, this little monk is only afraid that he has fallen for this Taoist priest!

It's not good to transform something, but I just make some powerful generals to bluff people? Catching ghosts and fighting ghosts is the strength of Taoist priests.

Sure enough, Mingyun took a breath on the peachwood sword, and the sword suddenly glowed with a bright yellow light, and the powerful generals in the air suddenly seemed to see a ghost, panicked one by one, and fled in embarrassment.

Under the ferocious bite of evil spirits, they may break their legs and arms, or their intestines will be rotten, or their armor will be discarded......

The senior brother of the Shenxiao Hall showed a triumphant smile on his face, and he took the teacup on the desk with a leisurely posture and took a shallow sip of tea.

The big thing has been decided! Mingyun should have won this time.

Then, two of the three competitions were won, and the suspense of this conference was killed. The last one is just a formality, just a formality.

Good.

Zhao Xiaobai looked at the battle situation in the field, and couldn't help but widen his eyes, and a slight teasing smile appeared on his face: You monk, although you can't slip your hands, you are a thief and a thief. But this time, you just fell into someone else's pocket, I think you will get out?

You are younger than people, and your realm is not as good as people, can you still bite people? If you have the ability, then you bite, haha.

Suddenly, there was a strange sound in the air.

"Dangchang!"

This sound was not loud, and the people in the hall didn't feel it much, but in Zhao Xiaobai's ears, it was suddenly like a thunderbolt in the clear sky!

It's so familiar, it's so familiar!

It's a dreamy chirp, ahh......hh The moment the surgical instrument gently falls into the porcelain plate, the sound of the clatter!

The long-lost memories immediately burst like a flood and permeated his chest......

"Hemostat Forceps!

"When..."

"Watch out for ECG changes!"

"Hemostatic bag!"

"When..."

"Tissue scissors!"

"When..."

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