In the East Ear Palace, He Zhiyu held the case with his left hand, and stroked his beard with his right hand intentionally or unintentionally, and the one who reported the news in an orderly manner in front of him was Duan Zheng, who commanded Duan Zheng, as the emperor's first minion, Yun Wuwei was famous all over the world, and as soon as the iron horse came out, how many princes and ministers would wake up in their sleep, and Duan Zheng was the symbol of Yama who asked for his life.

This time the immortal Buddha argued, everything was under the surveillance of Yun Wuwei, and the dark ghosts of the Prime Minister's Mansion were eliminated one after another, so that Chonglong Temple only saw Gao Tai's figure that he wanted to wear alone, and the killer weapon that was originally prepared had no chance to be used, and the Buddha Gate did not lose a little temper in the end, but Gao Tai really couldn't think clearly, how could the bureau set up by the Prime Minister's Mansion with all its might be easily served by Yun Wuwei?

When Mo Lingkong came to the front of the hall in a panic, and Zhiyu, who knew everything well, was still very pleased to receive him, Qingyun made something go directly to the sky, Mo Lingkong saw Shangguan Duan Zheng, and still saluted very face-saving, and then told the matter that the Six Absolute Masters were left in Chonglong Temple.

It's just that the emperor didn't have a big reaction, but asked about those sect forces that tended to be inflammatory, Mo Lingkong gave the emperor the small book that Lu Sheng copied for him, the emperor opened it, looked at the name recorded on it, and his face gradually became angry, Mo Lingkong asked to leave, and Zhiyu just waved his hand, and Mo Lingkong, who was relieved, ran away.

As soon as he got out of the East Ear Palace, Mo Lingkong, who was running towards the main road, heard Duan Zheng's voice behind him, Mo Lingkong turned around, and saw this chief running over with a smile on his face, this is a rare sight, Shangguan who was regarded as Yama took the initiative to run over, and Mo Lingkong was still waiting in place with a lot of face.

Duan Zheng came to him, and then said: "Brother Mo, I am embarrassed for you this time, Your Majesty asked me to tell you, within three years, you only need to concentrate on practicing martial arts, Huang San will go to Cangyun with you, in addition, the Wumeng Mansion will make every effort to replenish the troops, and General Zhenbei needs to go to Beijing for a trip!"

Mo Lingkong nodded, which was regarded as a promise. Duan Zheng turned around to leave.

Mo Lingkong suddenly spoke: "Wait!"

Duan Zheng turned around and said: "I can't control this matter, but I will speak, as for whether it is useful or not, I don't know." ”

Mo Lingkong said in frustration: "Thank you, my lord." ”

Duan Zheng shook his head and left, he didn't understand the thoughts of these Jianghu people, and he didn't understand that this Qingyun envoy was only two months old, and it was the Qingyun envoy who was personally appointed by the emperor to add a scattered horseman, and those people died by themselves, and they couldn't complain about others.

Mo Lingkong was in a very bad mood, he was at the mercy of twice, the first time was fine, but this time, because of him, I don't know how many people want to fall to the ground, he always feels that he has lost the morality of the rivers and lakes, but it is also very important to maintain justice, alas, I hope His Majesty the Emperor will kill fewer people!

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In Chonglong Temple, several monks really left the six masters to ask for Buddhism, but every sentence pointed to the world Buddhism is one, Buddhism is united, the six unique faces are unwavering, and they do not speak.

The old monk never thought of competing with Chonglong Temple, this time he saw that he had lost his momentum, and he regarded himself as a life-saving straw, but he couldn't help it, he always firmly believed that other forces that fanned the flames were all extinguished, Chonglong Temple or Chonglong Temple, wouldn't it be better to concentrate on cultivating Buddhism.

Liujue is gone, and no one can stop him.

And the last to leave was Gao Tai, with a dejected face, as sad as the dead mother.

Duan Zheng personally came to the door to invite the old monk Tianrong to enter the palace to explain the Buddhist scriptures to His Majesty the Emperor, saying that His Majesty was in a good mood today, and it was rare to have this interest, Tianrong entered the palace with Duan Zheng with a bitter face.

Kuxing and Gongqiu also left, and Duan Zheng brought them a message, "Dongzhao Buddhism is prosperous, the people are kind, and their hearts have been sincere for a long time, and the two masters should preach to all countries." ”

Both of them understood that there was no reason to set foot in Dongzhao in the future, the withered apricot was a little pale, and the Luohan Pagoda was extremely hurtful to the Yuan Shen, not to mention that the golden body was broken.

Gong Qiu's demon pestle was packed into a cloth bag and carried on his shoulder, and the two parted ways on Dongjiao Avenue.

When night fell, the brilliant lights of Cloud City reached its peak, Mo Lingkong climbed onto the roof of Song Wenxi's courtyard, deliberately changed into a white shirt, knitted a red brocade crane hairband to simply tie up his black hair, and a pot of Du Kang in his hand, as if to relieve his worries. Song Wenxi sat on the beam of the house not far away, rare and arrogant, and drank most of the wine in a pot of wine. looked at Mo Lingkong, and then looked at the lights of the city, and finally sighed.

Mo Lingkong turned his head and said: "Three years, you should also learn enough things in Guozijian, if you pass by Cangyun Mountain when you leave, remember to go up the mountain." ”

Song Wenxi swallowed a sip of wine and said, "Are you really not going to leave?"

Mo Lingkong shook his head: "I have poor talent, I need to put more effort into it!"

Song Wenxi was noncommittal: "Then it doesn't seem to make sense for Huang San to go up the mountain with you." ”

Mo Lingkong smiled bitterly: "You can summon!"

Song Wenxi also smiled, this reason is good, and he will not refute it. It's just that I can't see it in three years, and I can't help but feel a little angry. Although it was uncomfortable to get drunk every time, it was very comfortable afterwards, and he seemed to be used to this rhythm, and the culprit was now boring to learn the sword.

If you don't learn some tactics of war, it seems that you really can't live in the past three years, and the unattainable task will always start step by step.

After taking another sip, Song Wenxi said: "After three years, the four factions will be martial, I hope you can achieve a good ranking." ”

Mo Lingkong raised the wine jug and thanked him.

The noise that lasted for three days, the thousands of creatures in Cloud City seemed to be tireless, and tonight was especially loud, Mo Lingkong looked up at the first full moon of the year, and seemed to see a white dress spotless, Mo Lingkong smiled, and couldn't help but chant out the "Qingyu Case • Yuan Xi" of the previous dynasty Xin, and said in a slightly majestic voice: "Thousands of trees bloom on the night of the east wind." More blows down, stars like rain. BMW carved cars are full of fragrance. The sound of the phoenix flute moves, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night. Moth snow willow golden wisps. The laughter is full of dark fragrance. The crowd is looking for him thousands of times. Suddenly looking back, the man was there, and the lights were dim. ”

After speaking, both of them looked at the lamplight, but the person was somewhere!

Mo Lingkong sighed, raised the wine jug and was about to take a sip. At this time, there was a strong wind blowing in his face, and Mo Lingkong, who felt sensitive, turned sideways, originally wanted to avoid this unknown secret weapon, but what caught his eye was a rapidly rotating white jade wine jug, and there was no murderous aura, hanging in the air in front of him, as if there was a wire hanging there, not moving forward or falling to the ground, Mo Lingkong raised his eyes to look ahead, the fairy spirit fluttered Mingyue stood on the roof at some point, the sword did not leave his body, staring at Mo Lingkong without speaking.

Mo Lingkong was in a good mood, stretched out the wine jug and touched the rotating white jade wine jug, and the white jade wine jug flew back into Mingyue's hand as if it came to life. This is the first time Mo Lingkong has seen Mingyue drinking, and I have to say that this senior sister has the same superb drinking as swordsmanship, and the same chic freehand.

A pot of wine, drunk in one go, Mingyue, whose face did not change, showed a stiff smile, but it was this imperceptible smile, Mo Lingkong was fascinated, and he also drank the wine in his hand in one go, feeling that this wine was more mellow and attractive.

Mo Lingkong wanted to go one step further, it was rare to have such a beautiful scenery, but Mingyue spoke first: "Tomorrow, I will return to Shimen with Shizun, and the four factions will be martial arts in three years, don't let me down!"

Mo Lingkong's originally lost heart was like suddenly seeing the dawn of hope, climbing all the way from the trough, and he was about to reach the peak in an instant, he couldn't help but sigh: "Will there be a lot of ups and downs in life?"

Mingyue Lanyue sword came out of the sheath, danced the full moon on the roof with unparalleled style, and floated downstairs.

Mo Lingkong and Song Wenxi were dumbfounded, they didn't remember the sword moves, but the figure of the white-clothed dancing sword fairy under the moon was full of brains, and Mo Lingkong sprayed a sip of wine at Song Wenxi, as if to brainwash him.

Song Wenxi skillfully dodged, the wine jug rolled off the roof, but the person climbed downstairs.

Mo Lingkong lay down on the green tile, staring at the full moon, and muttered silently: "The moon is full and everywhere, so I have me in my heart?"

Mo Lingkong's heart is warm, and his spirit is much better, after drinking the wine, his face will be yellow, but this heart is pounding, it doesn't seem to be a sequelae!

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This night was quiet for Mo Lingkong and the others, but it was not very friendly to Chonglong Temple and the Prime Minister's Mansion, His Majesty the Emperor was very energetic, and the old monk Tianrong's gushing Buddhist scriptures were only read out, and they were not explained, but from time to time the people who were escorted in by Yun Wuwei were about to fall to the ground, and they didn't know if Tianrong could surpass their souls.

Zai asked to see the emperor all night, and at this moment he was arranged to drink tea and listen to the scriptures, the emperor rarely raised his eyebrows, if it wasn't for this grand event, he really didn't know that the prime minister's doormen were so endless, and his appetite was also very big!

The emperor didn't open the pot and asked the two about the ownership of the title of national teacher and the matter of the general of the Zhuguo State, the prime minister and the old monk were silent, and the emperor was full of smiles.

It wasn't until the third watch that the two were able to leave the palace, and the prime minister with a dead face and the monk who couldn't see the joy and sorrow went back to their respective homes. The anxious three sons of the Prime Minister's Mansion are waiting for their father to return to the house, and they no longer have the momentum they had before, and the dead soldiers they have saved are the hearts of their families, just waiting for their father to make the emperor stop.

When the prime minister stepped into the lobby of the Prime Minister's Mansion, the three sons finally breathed a sigh of relief, but when they saw their father's ugly face, their hearts became entangled again.

The Prime Minister said angrily: "What are you doing with one or two cowering, what should you do!"

The three of them heard their father say this, and knew that the matter was over, but just looking at their father's expression, it must be a big injury.

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Early in the morning of the second day, people from the rivers and lakes left Cloud City one after another, and the four major sword sects were also among them, Mo Lingkong glanced back at Song Wenxi who was at the gate of the city, and still turned his head and left, Mingyue didn't know where he went, and he didn't see anyone.

Last night was quite peaceful, Mo Lingkong thought to himself: "The emperor still attaches great importance to this festival, but in the future, there will definitely be a bloody storm, and the rivers and lakes have always been dangerous!"

Now he just wants to be a quiet beautiful man, practice his sword well, and deal with the deep mountains and lakes much more easily, and he is also very comfortable. I don't know how Tsing Yi by the lake is now, and the little girl who wants to go up the mountain with a bowl of rice balls, do you want to arrange it for her when you go back?