"Senior brother, this prince of Dingguo is really working hard, studying hard late at night", Lao Dao stroked his beard and exclaimed.

"Yes, senior brother, junior brother is here to figure out the beautiful talk of the ancients to borrow light."

The old Taoist priest looked at him approvingly, and muttered to himself, "Senior brother, this is not borrowing light, but borrowing courage", he looked at a few black shadows that had just fallen in the distance, and sighed secretly.

On his face, he nodded, and said earnestly, "Senior Brother Chengyan, this burden of revitalizing Niutou Mountain, I'm afraid it depends on you alone" He saw the thin junior brother, and suddenly felt a little unbearable, and then continued, "Shizi, it's been half a year since you came to our Niutou Mountain to be a Taoist, right?"

"Five months, twenty-nine days, and twenty hours", the young man closed the book, walked out in a happy mood, exchanged glances with the little Taoist, and knew that the matter of reading the forbidden book was not revealed, and then replied.

The young man is dressed in white, with peach blossom eyes, which is very eye-catching, and he is a child of the family at first glance.

"The son of the world should go down the mountain tomorrow, this Niutou Mountain lacks food and clothing, and the son of the world is wronged here", the old Taoist priest replied in fear.

"What is there, thanks to the teaching, there are many disturbances these days", the young man replied, and the two exchanged pleasantries. Lao Dao was full of smiles, but he secretly sighed in his heart, "This demon king of the mixed world has finally come down the mountain."

In the secluded wilderness, the old monk staggered, the stinking black blood on his robe, as black as ink, and he finally walked to the hut, could no longer support it, and fell to the ground with a pop.

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The Seven Kingdoms fought for more than 500 years, the Xiangtuo Dynasty swept through the six countries, unified the 48 states, and then divided the three dukes, eight generals and nine kings, and issued an order to appease the ten major gate lords of the dynasty, and the three dukes and nine kings guarded the states.

The old emperor Han Yin was ambitious, and had great ambitions, in order to prevent the dictatorship of the military generals, the military power was scattered all over the country, and the Taoist sect was worshipped, and the princes and generals had to enter the Taoist sect to practice for half a year.

The generals in the dynasty cannot transfer troops, the soldiers are not under the control of the generals, the eunuchs and foreign ministers have neither the right to point the troops, nor the right to supervise the army to lead the troops, and the dynasty only recognizes the emperor's imperial Xuantie secret order.

In order to prevent the gate lord clan from controlling the court situation, abolishing the Jiupin Zhongzheng system, and opening the imperial examination, a large number of scholars from the poor family who were worried about learning were able to squeeze into the temple, and set up the Daolu Division and the Qin Tianjian to observe the luck of the world, and the dynasty had a prosperous atmosphere.

However, Shizu died early, leaving behind the stunning queen of the harem, as well as the six-year-old prince, and the huge dynasty, which suddenly became fat in the eyes of everyone.

In the north, there are King Yan with 300,000 iron horses, King Lu and King Ning, and King Jing who has an auxiliary government in the court. Xun Qing, the elder of the three dynasties of the three dynasties of the Guozijian and Song Yan of the Huangmen Pavilion in the temple, controlled the court situation, and the Hanmen scholars Qingliu and the gate lord clans were fighting each other, fighting openly and secretly, and it was difficult for the local Luzhou governments to check and balance.

The dynasty is ruined on the outside, and the undercurrent is surging.

What worries the most about the charming and stunning Empress Dowager in the court is that in the vast and barren land of Cangbei, the newly rising Tiefu Country, believing in shamanism, the black cavalry is uncertain, choosing water to live and eat people's hearts and livers, and they are cruel by nature......

There are death row prisoners who have their eyes gouged out, their noses cut off, and they brought back a message, Tiefu 300,000 black horsemen with bows and bows, vowing to slaughter Xiangtuo and drink horses to pass through the Ou River.

What's even more terrifying is that outside the dynasty, there is the Buddha country in the southwest, and there is the Zi Gong country in the northwest, which has been wiped out by the foreign race a few years ago, and has become a wild land, a land of thousands of miles, and barren people.

The son Yang Ze went down the mountain, and the little Taoist priest wanted to send the morning glory reluctantly, which was really one step and three turns, which moved the junior Taoist priest on the mountain.

This uncle was in a no-man's land halfway up the mountain, and his ass was kicked hard by the prince, and he scolded, "It's okay, look at your virtue, what about the uncle, take it", and threw "Diligent Quest" over, and the little Taoist ran away as soon as he slipped away, and said to himself, "Thank you, Shizi, I must return it another day, this book must be read, and this forbidden book must be read."

The weather in this Niutou Mountain is cloudy and sunny, and a strange wind blows.

The sky that was still cloudless just now, black and oppressive dark clouds appeared in an instant, a few lightning bolts tore the sky, and the two thousand-year-old locust trees at the foot of the mountain were struck by lightning, but they were unharmed, and the folded bark was faintly ancient in spring, becoming more and more verdant and lush.

The wind is more urgent, the rain is more fierce, and the heavens and the earth are killed.

Yang Ze looked up, in the wind, a girl in yellow, delicate, snow-white face slightly pale, such as jade in the hand holding a tassel Qingluo umbrella, standing at the foot of the mountain turtle stele in front of the stele, on the stele "Niutou Mountain" three wild grass fonts, magnificent, about to come out.

She stood on tiptoe and looked at the figure running on the winding bluestone.

Raindrops like pearls fall on the bluestone steps, splashing in all directions.

The wind blew obliquely, and the raindrops of beans fell on the placket of her clothes, wet, and stuck to her body in vain, making people worry about it, for fear that the wind would blow her off the bottomless cliff on the side.

But she was like that, standing quietly, standing still in the wind and rain, she may have stood here for too long, and stomped her feet gently, and in an instant it seemed that the wind and rain around her were also small.

When she saw the prince Yang Ze coming, her face was slightly happy, and she said in a low voice, "Childe, umbrella."

"Huang Yi, you still love me the most", Yang Ze took the umbrella and looked around, and there was no one else.

"What about the county lord?" he glanced at it, and the wet placket of the yellow clothes was full of spring, and he couldn't close it.

Her face turned crimson, lowered her head and muttered, "Hmph, Childe, after being a Taoist priest for half a year, I am still so unserious." turned around and walked into the rain, but was led by Yang Ze and dragged under the umbrella, she hesitated, and the two of them held an umbrella together.

At the foot of the mountain, two hundred white-clothed and white-vested soldiers, with Sui blades on their waists, and crossbows with copper bodies and horses on horseback, were very mighty, and the white horses marched, and the earthquake trembled.

The two hundred crossbowmen are one of the four elites of the palace, and they are as famous as the light cavalry, heavy armor, and Mo sword soldiers. Back then, the Beifu soldiers swept through the six countries, and dozens of people were not afraid, but this kind of crossbow formation was difficult to defeat by 10,000 people.

Two hundred armor soldiers in front of him, a person dressed in white armor, about thirty years old, with a yellow and thin face, a pair of thin eyes looking around, a monkey on a horse, holding a Fang Tian painting halberd larger than him, looking so incongruous.

He saw Shizi and Huang Yi from a distance, Fang Tian's halberd was still on the side, and he rolled off his horse, it was Deng Fei, the dragon rider general, kneeling on one side.

"Your Royal Highness, the last general has finally waited for you. These days, the villain can be in a hurry", Qi Deng Fei crawled over with a handful of snot and tears, crying liver and intestines, touching all over the body of the prince, and muttering in his mouth, "It's okay, it's okay, it's still there."

Shizi smiled and said, "Monkey, don't come with me like this, you go and do something for me", after whispering a few words in his ear, Qi Deng Fei hurriedly brought his BMW over, and the first cavalry immediately gave up a horse to Yi Deng Fei, Yang Ze turned over and got on the horse, and a team of men and horses went in the direction of Jiangzhou.

Soon, the comatose monk Guangzhi was sent to the palace.