Princess of the Melting Moon.

One of the five beauties on the same level as Nangong Ruoxi, dressed in a yellow dress, a female chivalrous guest dressed closely, with a bumpy figure, and a charming man.

A beautiful face, picturesque eyebrows, heroic and compelling!

At this moment, her heroic face was slightly shocked, her peerless sword built by Master Zhao Zhujian, which was as sharp as clay, was broken by a young man with his bare hands.

His hand, is this still a human hand?

"You know me?" said Princess Rongyue's voice in a rather neutral voice.

"Hehe, the five beauties of the mainland, how can you not know each other. ”

Mo Wudao looked at the woman who attacked him with a smile, and he couldn't stop admiring it in his eyes.

This stunning girl is indeed comparable in appearance to Nangong Ruoxi, but Nangong Ruoxi is the kind of gentle and quiet beauty, and this Princess Rongyue is indeed sunny and heroic, each with its own merits, but they are all gorgeous.

The most important thing is that this Princess Rongyue is only ten years old, but her martial arts have reached the early stage of innateness, and in this mortal world, she can be regarded as a martial arts genius.

Although there are traces of taking drugs, it is not surprising to think of her status as a princess.

But even if the cultivation is piled up with drugs, it is indeed not easy for a pampered princess.

Especially the timing and angle of the shot just now, it is absolutely tempered and hard work!

It's a pity that compared to a cultivator like Mo Wudao, the gap is still too big!

"Humph!"

Princess Rongyue snorted coldly, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she stared at Mo Wudao vigilantly, "At first, I thought you were a group of tricky warlocks, but looking at your methods just now, it seems that you have some real kung fu, how did you do it?"

"Is it hard?"

Mo Wudao held the half-cut long sword that was still in his hand and threw it to Qing Xing behind him, "Qing Xing, pinch a ball for Her Royal Highness the Princess." ”

Qing Xing took it, his face was expressionless, and he used his hands to make a plate, and directly coiled the half of the sword body into a small iron ball.

"This ······"

Princess Rongyue's eyes widened, and she looked at the iron ball in Qing Xing's hand in a daze, her mind didn't turn for a while.

"Hehe······"

Mo Wudao chuckled twice, passed past the woman, and said slowly: "Your Royal Highness Princess, we still have something to do, so we don't deserve you to play, but remind Your Highness that this kind of sneak attack on guests in the future should not be done well." ”

"We have a good temper, we don't care about you in general, but it doesn't have to be someone else. ”

When passing by Princess Rongyue's side, Qing Xing threw the small iron ball to the girl who was dazed, and his eyes did not stay on the girl for even half a moment.

Princess Rongyue held her former sword, which was now crumpled into a small iron ball, her eyes flickered, and her beautiful face showed a touch of unyielding.

"Hmph, what is arrogant, but I know some iron hand kung fu, this princess will not admit defeat, sooner or later she will defeat you, let's see!"

Princess Rongyue pinched the iron ball tightly, walked into the palace gate with brisk steps, and soon came to the warm fragrance hall.

His father, Zhao Qingcang, was explaining something to his personal attendant, Princess Rongyue suddenly broke in, and Zhao Qingcang frowned slightly.

"Rongyue, although there are no outsiders, you can't be so rude!

"Yue'er, meet your father!"

Rong Yue bowed slightly, then stretched out her hand, showed the iron ball to her father, and said in a coquettish voice: "Father, who is this pavilion master of Lingyan Pavilion, why can they easily break Yue'er Shuangyue and crumple it into an iron ball?"

Zhao Qingcang's eyelids jumped, his face was a little tired, and he looked at the iron ball in Princess Rongyue's hand, a little puzzled.

Suddenly, there was a disturbance in the air behind Zhao Qingcang, and a masked black shadow appeared, whispered a few words in Zhao Qingcang's ear, and then disappeared.

Princess Rongyue was not surprised by this, this person was a master of Ouchi who protected the safety of His Majesty the Emperor, and he must have told his father what happened at the palace gate.

"Yue'er, it doesn't matter who they are, in short, you can't be so rude to them!"

Zhao Qingcang frowned, his eyes were sharp, his tone was full of warning, and he said in a deep voice: "As he said, he has a good temper and doesn't care about you, if it were someone else, you might not be able to stand here unscathed like this, and I can't protect you." ”

"Ahh

Rong Yue was stunned for a moment, and then with a stubborn look on her face, she said coquettishly: "Father, this Lingyan Pavilion is too arrogant, right! As far as Rongyue knows, this Lingyan Pavilion has more wealth than our royal treasury has, and now, they have shown such shocking force, isn't my father worried about them······

"Melt the Moon!"

Zhao Qingcang's eyes were horizontal, interrupting Princess Rongyue's words, and the tone was unprecedentedly stern.

“······”

Princess Rongyue saw the unprecedented severity in her father's eyes, as well as the faint anger on her face, and knew that her father was really angry, so she didn't continue to ask.

However, she didn't have a good impression of this Lingyan Pavilion more and more!

Her previous understanding of this Lingyan Pavilion was only because of its long history, which was longer than the history of the founding of the Great Zhao Dynasty, and its financial resources were amazing.

But he didn't do anything to embarrass the Da Zhao royal family, he has always been very low-key, and even heard that when the Zhao family's royal finances were tight, he once helped Da Zhao.

But such a rich and rival force is under his nose, and now that the pavilion master who has never really shown his face has appeared, and he has also shown this magical and powerful kung fu, which has to make people think about it a lot.

This kind of wealth and force is right next door to this royal family!

The side of the couch does not allow others to snore!

"The matter of Lingyan Pavilion! You must not ask again, in addition, today you sneaked up on the Linglan Pavilion Master, which is extremely excessive, although the Linglan Pavilion Lord does not care about you in general, but I can't lose my courtesy!"

Zhao Qingcang sighed a little tiredly, and instructed the personal attendant beside him: "Aren't they going to build a manor in the north of the city, and let the Ministry of Industry transfer three thousand royal craftsmen to help!"

"Yes!" the chamberlain wrote down respectfully.

The royal craftsmen under the Ministry of Industry are generally responsible for the construction, repair and maintenance of the royal palace annex, but now they are sent by Zhao Qingcang to repair the garden for a private force.

This is too face-saving, isn't it!Rongyue felt a little shocked again!

Zhao Qingcang actually didn't just want to give Ling Yan Pavilion a face, he just used the excuse of apology to let others go over to see what Ling Yan Pavilion was going to do in the north of the city?

Is it really just a garden?

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On the other side, Mo Wudao and Qing Xing left the palace, got into the carriage, and prepared to return to Lingyan Pavilion.

"Qing Xing, do you know where the disciples of the Great Compassion Mantra go down the mountain live?"

"Fayuan Temple in the south of the city!"

Qing Xing was in charge of intelligence, but he knew all about these things, and asked, "Uncle Shi, do you want to go to Fayuan Temple?"

"No, go back to Lingyan Pavilion first. ”

Mo Wudao couldn't help but smile when he thought of the little mage who was not taboo in Buddhism and had drunk meat and meat, if this little monk knew that he was a disciple of the Demon Sect, he didn't know if he would talk and laugh with him.

There is a high probability that it will.

The little monk of Fanxin is indeed a little depressed at the moment.

The inheritance of the Great Compassion Sect in the world has actually been very stable.

The people of many countries on the mainland believe in Buddhism very much, and Buddhism does have a certain effect on the imperial court to rule the country and stabilize the people's hearts, so as long as it is not excessive, the general monarch will not be too embarrassed.

Therefore, in fact, the Great Compassion Sect has never lacked the problem of recruiting outstanding disciples.

This time I went down the mountain to experience the tribulation, but also to cater to the general trend, and also to win the power of merit for the disciples.

But the Great Compassion Sect is indeed a Buddhist system, and this time in addition to the Sanskrit Heart who took the initiative to go to Dazhao, there are only three or four elite disciples who have entered the world.

They pay attention to the fate of the law, and if they succeed, they will earn the merits of the emperor in vain, and it will not hurt if they don't succeed!

And after Fanxin arrived in Dazhao, he stayed in the residence of the Great Compassion Sect in Handan, Fayuan Temple.

At this moment, in the place of cultivation in the back mountain of Fayuan Temple, the Sanskrit heart who had just finished preaching and returned to the institute was preoccupied.

Da Zhao is the territory of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and behind the Lingyan Pavilion is the Heavenly Demon Sect, and he knows it.

The number of disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect who had descended the mountain this time was also in his estimate, but the Lingyan Pavilion Pavilion Master who suddenly appeared at this moment caught him a little off guard.

Mo Wudao did not change his appearance when he entered the city, and his appearance when he entered Lingyan Pavilion had already been sent to Fayuan Temple for the first time.

"It turned out to be a disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect!"

"But he, a person who cultivates the way of the Sword Immortal, why did he join the Heavenly Demon Sect!"

"Demon Dao Cultivator!Mo Daoyou, are you going to create a new genre?"

Fanxin is really depressed now, and the genius sword cultivator he met when he went down the mountain before was actually a person from the Demon Dao, which made him really difficult to accept.

Now there are three candidates for the crown prince of Da Zhao!

One of them is supported by the Heavenly Demon Sect, one is supported by their Great Compassion Sect, and the other one is not known who supports it, but there must be an unknown force behind it.

Originally, this situation was chaotic enough, but now there is such a demonic sword cultivator!

Especially since the other party is still a member of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and it seems that he has an extraordinary status in the Heavenly Demon Sect, the power of the Heavenly Demon Sect has increased greatly.

The hope of the Great Compassion Sect's success this time was a few points lower.

"Since it can't be successful, then it can't let the Heavenly Demon Sect take advantage of it, so let these three princes pick up a big bargain!"

In the end, Fanxin rolled his eyes and thought of a plan that would hurt both sides.

The third prince has always been eclectic, and he has always treated the monks with respect, and it is better to let him ascend to the throne than to let the second prince supported by the Heavenly Demon Sect come to power.

As for the five princes supported by the Great Compassion Sect, to be honest, they are not the most preferred!

After making up his mind, Fanxin began to think about it again, should he go and meet this genius sword cultivator who was quite close to him!

And Mo Wudao has already returned to Lingyan Pavilion.

The secret decree and reward of His Majesty the Old Emperor also followed up with Ling Yan Pavilion.

"Tut-tut, three thousand royal craftsmen, this old emperor is also generous!" Mo Wudao smiled.

Qing Xing frowned and said, "But there are also some ill intentions, among them, there must be a lot of eyeliner?"

"It doesn't matter, it's some peripheral infrastructure anyway. ”

Mo Wudao is not very worried, the internal construction of the science and technology park will be completed by the puppet people controlled by Aya'er, even if manpower is used, the relevant memories will be erased after completion, and nothing will be revealed.