Chapter 24 Zhengyang angrily kicked the screen and shattered, and Moyun fought against Yu Zhenzi

In Tianfu City, the emperor list is dense, the heads are crowded, the front of the list is full of onlookers of the people of the capital, the crowd has its own scholars and scholars who know how to read and hyphenate there and read loudly: "The way of heaven is clear, the gods have spirits, punish the evil and promote the good, the foundation of the Tao is also, now there are demons, called the Taomen, hidden in the world, lurking in the world, good at trickery, it is really a demon, cunning and ferocious, unashamed, enslaving the people, mutilating the living souls, the heavens are angry and resentful, and the people and gods abandon ...... Today, the Son of Heaven of Great Wei has made a clear decree to the world, announcing the people, to show the three armies, all the demons who haunt the Daomen of my Great Wei are the enemies of Great Wei, the whole country, the army and the people work together, and all the people are united, and they will be chased away!"

At the same time, the four gates of Tianfu City were opened, and the imperial city made all the posts out, and the seventy-four counties of the thirteen provinces of the Great Wei Dynasty were proclaimed.

For a time, in the territory of Great Wei, the people were shocked and rushed to tell each other, and at the same time, they gradually became resentful of the same enemy. With the vigorous propaganda of official public opinion, Daomen has become a demonic existence in everyone's minds.

On this day, the Imperial Palace of Tianfu City, after the Zhengyang Dynasty, came to the imperial study of Hongde Palace, which was where he usually worked. On the table, there is a thick pile of folds, most of which have just been handed over after the hundred officials dispersed.

Zhengyang sat on the chair, took a copy casually, opened it and swept it, and frowned. This is a book of provincial officials to the "Weihu Hou" Feng Yang to ask for rewards, in the compromises of gorgeous rhetoric, extremely flattering things, slanderous words are full of it.

Zhengyang flipped it twice, let out a sneer, threw it aside, took another copy, opened it, and it was still the one that praised the wind on the table. This one is even more bizarre, with four or six sentences, quoting scriptures, and it is actually a small fu.

Zhengyang simply took a stack of them, all opened, the same, all of them were excerpts for the wind to sing praises and invite merit and reward.

A nameless fire surged into his heart, and Zhengyang flicked his hand and pushed all the folds on the table to the ground: "How can this really be true!

"Your Majesty, rest your anger. Xiao Guizi hurriedly knelt on the ground, hurriedly picked up the pieces on the ground, and sorted them out. The emperor threw the minister's recital to the ground, which is against the holy way, and there will be a rebuke in the imperial history when it is spread, which is not a trivial matter.

Zhengyang took a deep breath, pressed the fire, and then looked at the stack of folds, his heart was still irritable, he thought about it, got up and said: "I don't want to leave it all in the middle, and I won't look at it today." Spread the decree, set up the Zhuang Shuyuan, I want to listen to Concubine De sing songs to relieve boredom. ”

"Yes. Xiao Guizi put the folds on the table one by one, got up and went out to deliver the message.

Zhengyang felt stuffy in the room, straightened his robe, got up and walked out.

There is a jade screen at the door, which is the New Year's Festival last year, and the rich businessman Liang Wannian of Beijing presents it, and the name is called a hundred birds and a phoenix. This jade screen, exquisite carving, beautiful, Zhengyang is very fond of it, and it is specially placed at the door of the Hongde Hall to cover the holy face. At this time, Zhengyang Xu was absent-minded, passing by the side of the screen, only to hear a tearing sound, and the sleeves of the imperial robe were actually hung by the screen and torn.

The imperial robe is the symbol of the Ninety-Five, but it was blown by the screen, and the omen was extremely bad. Zhengyang was angry in his heart, and he couldn't help but be angry at this moment, and flew up and kicked on the screen.

Zhengyang's body has cultivation, although it is not high, under the anger, this foot also has a thousand powers, only to see that this jade screen suddenly shook, fell down violently, and suddenly shattered to the ground. Pity a piece of ingenious treasure in the world, and it was destroyed like this.

Zhengyang flicked his sleeves and shouted, "Clean up this unlucky thing." ”

Immediately afterwards, as soon as the robe was pulled, he left the imperial study and walked straight to the harem.

Yu Zhenzi's heart was full of despair at this moment, and he waved his hand to block a stabbing long sword, and his body exploded back. Most of the true yuan in his body has been consumed, and at this moment, he can only rely on the subtlety of his body, frequently dodging in the siege, and he is no longer able to attack.

He is a disciple of the Bichen Sect in the cultivation realm, and now he is in the late stage of the Peiyuan Realm, and he is only a line away from the completion of the broken mirror. In order to encourage the sect members to forge ahead, the elders of the sect specially gave ten places, as long as they could hand in enough immortal grass, they could refine a Zhenyuan Pill for free. Zhenyuan Dan is a medium-grade pill in the cultivation realm, which can assist cultivators to consolidate their foundation and build a solid foundation, which is already a treasure for the disciples of the Peiyuan period. Yu Zhenzi struggled to get a place by luck, and from then on, he began to search for materials for refining Zhenyuan Dan. After half a year of hard work and a huge amount of money, finally only one ice crystal snow lotus was needed to meet the Danfang of Zhen Yuan Dan.

This ice crystal snow lotus loves cold, often grows in extremely cold places or on the top of high mountains, and only blooms once in ten years. Yu Zhenzi has been searching for many years, either missing the flowering period, or being taken by the same senior brother.

This time, I finally heard from an elder of the sect that ten years ago, on a big snowy mountain in the world, someone had picked ice crystal snow lotus. So Yu Zhenzi hurried over, but who knew that there was a secular sect on the Great Snow Mountain, called the Moyun Sect.

However, it was just a mundane sect, and Yu Zhenzi didn't care about it at first, and he used his Dao method to hide his body and climbed to the top of the snowy mountain. As soon as I arrived at the ground, I happened to find a blooming ice crystal snow lotus. Overjoyed, he didn't notice it for a while, and accidentally attracted a litter of snow bears. Dealing with these mundane beasts, Yu Zhenzi naturally grabbed them with his hands and knocked them to the ground with a wave of his hand, but the roar of the snow bear alarmed the mountain patrol disciples of the Moyun Sect. Several Moyun disciples searched for sound and went up the mountain, and happened to meet Yu Zhenzi picking ice crystal snow lotus.

This ice crystal snow lotus is regarded as a holy object in the world, and as a landlord, the Moyun Sect naturally cannot let outsiders take it. At the moment, the two sides quarreled. These mountain patrol disciples are not high in cultivation, how can they be Yu Zhenzi's opponents, one photo was used by Yu Zhenzi to injure several people, but Yu Zhenzi can be regarded as revealing his identity.

Good at witchcraft and manipulation of the five elements, isn't this the Daomen demon mentioned in the emperor's list?

In the scuffle, a disciple took out a sect letter arrow and shot it into the sky. This can be regarded as a hornet's nest.

At first, Yu Zhenzi didn't take it seriously, and only thought about defeating a few people and getting out quickly, but in less than half an hour, Yu Zhenzi was dumbfounded. The reinforcements of the Moyun Sect soon arrived, and more than a hundred people came at once.

And what surprised Yu Zhenzi even more was that these people no longer fought as before, but fought with their lives, and shouted loudly: "Catch the Daomen demon and avenge the people of my Great Wei!"

Yu Zhenzi almost vomited out a mouthful of old blood, what kind of enmity does Lao Tzu have with you? Isn't it just picking a flower?

Who knows if he is confused and full of doubts? Yu Zhenzi felt that his head was a little bigger, but at this juncture, the people of Moyunmen rushed forward one after another, not giving Yu Zhenzi a chance to breathe at all. Between life and death, even Yu Zhenzi in the late Peiyuan period, in the face of such a large group of outlaws, he could only brace his spirits and go all out, and he had no time to think about it again.

However, with one enemy and one hundred, this is not something that ordinary people can bear. Yu Zhenzi could only fight and retreat, looking for a way to retreat around him. Now, he no longer expects to be able to leave safely with the Ice Crystal Snow Lotus, as long as he can successfully get out.

The Bichen Sect is a big sect in the cultivation realm, and as a relatively outstanding junior disciple in the Bichen Sect, Yu Zhenzi still has some skills. Among these hundreds of mortal martial artists, there are not a few who have entered the innate realm, and Yu Zhenzi is able to resist it so far thanks to his superb magic and true yuan. However, Yu Zhenzi is also restrained, from the time he shot to the present, he has only injured some members of the Moyun Sect, but has not harmed the lives of the other party. He didn't know that it was this desire not to kill that allowed him to save his life in the end.

The battlefield shifted from the top of the mountain to the mountainside, and the disciples of the Moyun Sect gathered more and more, and to Yu Zhenzi's surprise, he actually found a martial artist of the Manifestation Realm in the crowd of people who swept the formation.

The Manifestation Realm is already considered to be the pinnacle of the human cultivation system, and even ordinary cultivators in the Ning Dan Stage can only retreat when they see it, unwilling to fight with them. He is only a late Peiyuan stage, how can he be the opponent of the Manifest Saint Martial Artist? It seems that he is going to be planted here today.

The defeat has been decided, but as a cultivator, he has his own dignity, not to mention that he is a disciple of the Bichen Sect of the great sect of cultivation. Yu Zhenzi lifted her spirits, no longer reserved, mobilized Zhenyuan, and began the final struggle. He used part of the true yuan to protect the body, rushed left and right in the crowd, and two green rays gathered on a pair of fleshy palms, which was the Bichen Sect's Taoist method "Qingyun Yin", which was created by the former sect master of the Bichen Sect, "Qingxiao Daoren", the Eastern Dynasty Spirit, which was both offensive and defensive, and was extremely powerful. At this moment, Yu Zhenzi spread out, his body was like a cloud, dexterous and changeable, and between movement and static, there was his own merry. The disciples of the Moyun Sect who approached were repelled by him, and they fell in the blink of an eye.

Outside the battlefield, two middle-aged men who were obviously elders of the Moyun Sect stood on top of a boulder, and the human powerhouse of the Manifestation Saint Realm was among them.

"Senior brother, this person is indeed the Daomen demon in the emperor's list. Just now, the electric light flashed in his palm, it must be a demon law!"

The person who spoke had a round face, small eyes, a collapsed nose, and an extremely ugly face, but a pair of small eyes flashed with fine light, which made people dare not look directly. This person is one of the six elders of the Moyun Sect, and the people in the rivers and lakes call him "Ghost Shura" Tan Jin, and his cultivation has reached the level of the innate to the Yuan realm.

The person he called his senior brother was the Great Elder of the Moyun Sect, Xiao Chu, the Manifestation Saint of the Holy Name "Yunfeng".

Xiao Chu's eyes were full of wonder, staring at Yu Zhenzi in the field, obviously very interested in his supernatural methods.

"This person's technique is really magical, if it weren't for his slightly weaker breath, with his means, it is estimated that he would have fled before we arrived, and it would have been impossible for everyone present to trap him. ”

Tan Jin nodded and said, "After fighting for a long time, this person did not kill anyone, and he is not as vicious as said in the emperor's list." ”

Xiao Chu smiled disdainfully: "The princes in the court, how can there be any truth in the words. It's just to win people's hearts and keep a high position. ”

Tan Jin smiled: "Senior brother is still so cynical. Why, you still can't accept the matter of your junior brother joining the official family?"

Xiao Chu said: "Fame and fortune, passing by the smoke and clouds, contaminated with these mundane miscellaneous things, it will be difficult to break through the martial arts realm to the extreme! Now that he has thrown himself into the red dust and is distracted by his other ways, his cultivation will be affected, how can he not make people suffocate?"

Tan Jin laughed and said: "Senior brother is worthy of being a martial idiot, and three sentences are inseparable from a martial character." People have different aspirations and different desires. Although the junior brother has joined the official family, he has not forgotten the Great Snow Mountain, he has won a lot of benefits for our Moyun Sect in the past few years, so you don't have to worry about it. ”

Xiao Chu stopped talking.

Tan Jin shook his head, turned his head to look at the field, and suddenly shouted: "This person is going to be defeated." ”

Xiao Chu turned his head to look, Yu Zhenzi's footsteps in the field were vague, he was no longer as dexterous as just now, and he had not escaped the attack of Moyun's disciples several times, but fortunately, he seemed to have a magic to protect his body and was not injured. But it's already the end of the crossbow, and it won't last long.

Xiao Chu and Tan Jin glanced at each other, nodded, and on tiptoe, the two of them had already risen into the air.

"Stand down, everyone!"

Tan Jin was in the air and snorted.

Mo Yun's disciples withdrew their swords one after another, and Xiao Chu and Tan Jin fell lightly in front of Yu Zhenzi.

Yu Zhenzi took a long breath, the little true yuan left in his body flowed, he stood up straight, and silently looked at these two human martial artists. He knew that even if he was in good condition, he would never be the opponent of the two. Although cultivators are clever in their means and magical in their spells, they can leapfrog and fight against secular warriors, but there are always laws in heaven and earth, and in the face of absolute power, the advantage of magic cannot eliminate the gap in strength.

But as a disciple of the Bichen Sect, as a cultivator, a chosen one, and transcendent, Yu Zhenzi would never bow his head to a mortal to show weakness.

A violent aura fluctuation, the five-colored spirit array flashed between his fingers, converging into a true yuan sword. Yu Zhenzi pinched the magic trick in his hand, held the sword in his chest, and slowly walked towards the two, ready to make a final fight.

"Hand over the holy things, and take my palm, and they may leave. ”

Yu Zhenzi paused, and looked at the human manifestation who spoke with wide eyes, his face full of inquiry, as if he had not heard his words clearly.

"What, you're not going to pay it?"

Yu Zhenzi was finally sure that he had heard correctly, and he hesitated for a moment before taking out a jade box from his bosom. This jade box texture is transparent, absolutely extraordinary, the jade box is inlaid with a gemstone, around the jade is a circle of simple patterns, under a closer look, the gem continues to gush out of the slightest halo, around the pattern slowly flowing. This is the jade box used by the cultivation realm to store precious spiritual grass, the gem on it is the spirit stone, and the pattern is the magic circle.

Yu Zhenzi opened the jade box, and the ice crystal snow lotus was in it. As its name suggests, this ice crystal snow lotus flower is like a lotus flower carved by ice, crystal clear, and very beautiful. Yu Zhenzi showed it to Xiao Chu, then re-covered the box and handed it to Xiao Chu.

Xiao Chu didn't expect Yu Zhenzi to give him the jade box together, but he never cared much about external objects, nor was he hypocritical, so he reached out and took it and handed it to Tan Jin.

"Are you ready?" Xiao Chu said, "For the sake of your face that you haven't killed my disciple, I only use five points of strength in this palm. If you can survive, you can leave, if you can't stand dying here, don't blame me, I can only blame you for not being good at learning. ”

Yu Zhenzi didn't say a word, he handed over the jade box, it was already a disguised show of weakness, and he was very guilty in his heart at the moment, and he didn't want to say half a word at all. He gathered all the remaining true elements in front of his chest, concentrating and calming, waiting for this palm silently.

Xiao Chu took a step forward, and with an understatement of his right palm, it was imprinted on Yu Zhenzi's body.

Bang, there was a muffled sound, like gold and stone colliding. Yu Zhenzi only felt a huge force attacking, and the true yuan gathered in his chest was scattered in an instant, and his internal organs were in severe pain, and he involuntarily retreated a few steps before he barely stood up.

Poof, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and Yu Zhenzi felt that his chest was much smoother. But he clearly felt that there were Dao cracks on several meridians in his body, and when he looked at Xiao Chu again, Yu Zhenzi's eyes already had a trace of horror. The cultivators of the Peiyuan period have already gone through a complete body refinement, and their physical functions are completely different from those of mortals. Although Yu Zhenzi's meridians are not as hard as Jin Tie's, they are also extremely tough, and ordinary attacks are difficult to damage his meridians at all, but Xiao Chu's understated palm actually shattered his meridians, and its power can be seen.

Before, although Yu Zhenzi had heard of the strength of a saint-level martial artist in the human world, and he knew that there was a lot of difference in strength from the other party, he had never personally experienced a battle with a saint-level martial artist. As a cultivator, he has contempt for the world in his bones, which cannot be blamed for Yu Zhenzi's lack of self-knowledge, but the environment he is in, the education he has received, and he is always and everywhere teaching him a thought, that is, the cultivator is the chosen one, above the world.

But today's battle made Yu Zhenzi doubt this sentence for the first time. The world is vast, the population is unknown, and although the saint-level martial artists are rare, they are still a huge number compared to the cultivation realm. Now the power of the four realms of cultivators has either fallen, or they have escaped from the world, and the strength of the entire cultivation realm has dropped greatly, if the two realms fight for life and death, the cultivation realm may not have a chance of winning. Thinking about it like this, Yu Zhenzi's original intention of returning to Shimen to move troops to retaliate was shaken. Moreover, before, the revenge and the fighting scene that the Moyun Sect said about it also surfaced again. Yu Zhenzi wondered, what was going on in the world? For mortals who originally knew very little about the cultivation realm to target cultivators like this?

"Let's go!" Xiao Chu's words interrupted Yu Zhenzi's contemplation: "Only once, if you dare to break into the realm of my sect in the future, you will be killed!"

After Xiao Chu finished speaking, he turned around and left. With a single leap, a man shoots away like an arrow from a string.

Tan Jin glanced at Yu Zhenzi, put the jade box into his arms, and waved his hand: "Disciple Moyun, pick up the injured and return to the sect." ”

"Yes, Elder. ”

Come in a hurry, go in a hurry, and in a blink of an eye, there is only Yu Zhenzi and messy footprints on the halfway up the mountain.

Yu Zhenzi sat down dejectedly, and after a while, he took out a jade bottle from his arms, poured out a purple-red pill and took it. This is a healing elixir given by the master, which is enough to ensure that his injuries will not deteriorate until he returns to the sect. His meridians are seriously damaged at the moment, and he can only wait until he returns to the sect for treatment, and it is estimated that it will be difficult to recover in a year and a half.

After sitting quietly and resting for a while, Tamako slowly stood up and headed down the mountain.