"We're still missing. ★”

"It's a bureau. ”

Night, deep.

When the big drama of Chang'an is being staged to the first time. At the other end of Datang, a drama of small talk was also staged.

Yueyang City, east of the city, seven stars.

In the courtyard of Tianji, in the small pavilion.

Two eight-foot pieces of paper hung on the wall.

A piece of paper is a rubbings of the map of the Tang Dynasty, on which a lot of crosses and circles have been drawn in red ink. The other paper is a plain white paper, on which many names are written in black ink, from top to bottom, from small to large, very regular and neat.

Duh...

A whip was picked up and pointed at the north end of the map, and then pulled all the way down to the south end...

"Years ago, we thought that the main vein of the Pure Yang Immortal Xing was going south, cooperating with the arranger behind Yu Guanchuan, stirring up the melee in the Three Courtyards, just to force out the whereabouts of the sword soul and take a look at our back. ”

"But, as things stand, there's more to them than that..."

“......”

At this time, there were not many people sitting in this rather spacious bookstore. There are eight old Taoists and one small Taoist, and a female Confucian student. Except for the female Confucian student, who was still smiling, the rest of the people all looked tense, just like the usual young disciples of the Seven Star Academy when they were in class, they all held their big eyes and looked at the podium.

It's just that at this time, the person who teaches these Taoists on this podium is not a respected old pedant, but...

Xia Xun.

"Because he is an outcast. ”

As he spoke, he picked up a brush stained with red ink and drew a circle on the white paper.

"Xu Songjing is the apocalypse, and he is not the person in the contract back then. Pure Yang used him as the first outcast of the game, which is the most suitable. ”

"If, let's extrapolate along this line. The method they used at that time was simply a chain scheme. Even if I don't go to Pure Yang that day, sooner or later, they will follow the original route of that killing game and find an opportunity until I am dead and seriously injured.

Only in this way can their serial plan be completely concluded. It can not only find out the bottom of the undercurrent in the Southern Regions, but also make the dragon chair in Kyoto react. And the most important thing is that there is still a reason to leave my grandfather to kill Xu Song..."

"Why does the Heavenly Master have to let Xu Song die?" Li Qingfeng, who was sitting in the audience, interjected rudely and asked.

"Because we all need a tacit understanding. ”

Xia Xun didn't feel unhappy because his words were interrupted, because this kind of dialogue was more than once or twice tonight.

"The people who need Xu Song's death are not only the one in Chunyang, but also the one in the Tower of Babel, who also needs Xu Song's death. Also, you have to die in Kyoto. Therefore, after Xu Song attacked me with a sword, the people of the main line of the immortal line would not hesitate to set off north to Kyoto immediately. ”

"Is there any inevitable relationship between the two?" Maybe Xia Xun's language organization was too brief and jumpy, Li Qingfeng couldn't help but ask.

"As I said before, it's a tacit understanding. ”

said angrily, Xia Xunping was impetuous, and only then did he say it in detail again: "Those two elders and my grandfather are both under the Heavenly Machine, and they are both conspirators. A slight gesture can produce tacit understanding. For example, this time Xu Song hurt me, and the reason for the enmity was to give my grandfather a reason to take action. That's the tacit understanding between them..."

Throwing the dust in his hand, Li Qingfeng didn't speak, but his doubts were still there. Obviously, he wasn't happy with that statement.

Ignoring it, Xia Xun continued: "And, the reason why Chunyang is in a hurry to go north to Kyoto is that he is afraid that our people will suddenly go crazy and take revenge in Yueyang regardless of the consequences, messing up their layout. At the same time, this is actually to my grandfather, revealing another tacit understanding.

Come to Kyoto and ask for your life!"

Xia Yuan picked up the brush and drew a square on the city at the north end of the map, in the center. After that, he looked at the few Taoists sitting in the audience and said, "I once read a passage in the literature. It is said that at the beginning of the construction of Chang'an, it was to build a city with a foundation as the base. As long as this array is sacrificed, the divine power can be as high as the sky, even if the power of a hundred saints is invincible. Is there such a thing?"

"You're talking about the Great Array. Lu Suifeng was the first to nod in response.

"Is the power real?" Xia Xun asked.

Lu Suifeng nodded again.

"It should be true, it is the Great Array of Datang to protect the country. At that time, Shizun and Yinshi led 30,000 Xia clan disciples to attack Kyoto, but they couldn't hold out for half an hour. And after the war, the hidden master also said that even if he broke the master who covered the sky and returned to Kyoto, it would be difficult to compete with him. ”

Lu Suifeng suddenly seemed to think of something, and his face became very ugly: "Why are you asking this?"

"This question is very important. Xia Xun replied seriously.

"In Kyoto, at the feet of the Son of Heaven, the force is the highest in the world. They want to lead people there for only two purposes.

The first is to use the military strength of Chang'an to attack and kill the comers.

But here's another problem...

The person who went south this time was Uncle Yuan. Uncle Yuan is at the peak of the king, and he is the person covered by the oath back then, even a saint does not dare to take his life easily. And taking a step back, if the military strength in Chang'an City is used to forcibly attack and kill, then at least tens of thousands of capable monks will have to be sacrificed before it can be successful. These two methods are all wasteful schemes, and the one in the tower will never use them. Therefore, the possibility of ambushing Uncle Yuan with military force can almost be ruled out. ”

"Duh..."

After a pause, he took a light breath.

Xia Xun pointed the whip at the square he had just drawn: "Then there is only one other possibility left..."

"Out of the immortals, into Yueyang. Cooperate with Yu Guanchuan and hunt the Seven Star Courtyard. Taking the opportunity of my Pure Yang, the hidden sword sneak attack planted a cause of revenge. Sending the Heavenly Maiden as the handsome, it took a total of four ambushes and half a year to bury the situation. Under such a chip bet, Chunyang's one is definitely not just as simple as luring the snake out of the hole, behind this, there must be a bigger plan hidden.

And, there is a formation in Kyoto, and the main battle is killed, and the power is high in the sky.

Judging from the invincible power of its Hundred Saints, the price it needs to pay every time it moves will inevitably be just as amazing. If one of its blows is exchanged for the life of a powerful king, it will be even more unworthy, and this is not the logic of the conspirators..."

So, that's not what they're for. ”

Xia Xun shook his head as he spoke.

However, if we combine these two points, we can deduce a center of gravity.

Insufficient profits, not enough to drive!

Uncle Yuan entered the game and went south to Kyoto, indeed to kill people. But the people of Kyoto and Pure Yang don't care about Uncle Yuan. Because, under that heavenly oath, the price required to kill Uncle Yuan was too heavy. And, what they care about should be more important people or things that Uncle Yuan will pull out after he enters Beijing!

This is in line with the tacit understanding between the two elders and my grandfather. Only in this way is it worth the pure yang who has been planning for a long time, and the one in the Tower of Babel, to sacrifice the Great Array to attack and kill with all his might!"

"Do..."

With that, the whip slammed the map again.

"Smack!"

As the whip fell, there was also a thick palm under the audience, which slapped vigorously on the desk. It scared the people on and off the stage.

"They're going to kill the saints!" said Dean Tianshu, with bronze eyes in his eyes.

"Tsk~"

Li Qingfeng, who was sitting next to Dean Tianshu, pouted his lips angrily: "Can you use some brains? In addition to those eighteen saints, where are there saints in this world? There are also pseudo-saints, how can you use those saints? If you can use those saints for a while, who will be stupid to kill you?"

Also, I'll warn you again, don't slap the table again, or you'll get out of here. ”

“......”

After saying that, Li Qingfeng raised his chin towards Xia Xun and said, "Go on." ”

"Oh. ”

Nodding,

Xia Xun held on to the brush, wrote the words "Tianfu" and "next year's severe winter" on the manuscript paper, and then drew a big circle to wrap it.

"At this point, we need to do a causal reversal. ”

"As I said before, this is an opportunity next year, when the old game is restarted. It's just that it's not just an opportunity for my grandfather to give another layout. Moreover, it is also a response to the means that my grandfather gave to those two elders years ago, which is the tacit understanding I just said. Combined with the previous deduction, this tacit understanding is still the same chess game..."

"Sasha..."

The brush quickly draws a straight line on the names of several people on the paper, connecting the circles that have been drawn earlier. After that, write down a big word "war".

"Since it is the resumption of the chess game, it is inevitable that we will have to fight each other. Moreover, the two armies are fighting, and if there is no king to fight, this battle cannot be fought at all. But the battle between kings is a matter of life and death, and it will inevitably affect the heavenly oath contract back then, and provoke the heavenly punishment of breaking the contract. In the end, under the punishment of heaven, no matter whether the warring parties win or lose, they can only lose both, and no one will benefit.

Such an outcome is unacceptable to either side in the current game. So, before this game starts, they have to do one thing...

That's to tear up that oath!"

“......”

At this point, Xia Xun didn't speak. It seems to be an attempt to allow some time for the audience to digest the meaning of this passage.

All the Taoists in the audience also condensed a grim cold color. Only the girl in the sackcloth robe dragged her chin with her hands unusually innocently and smiled. Moreover, this smile is really charming, and Xia Xun is a little embarrassed to see it. I couldn't help but raise the palm of the whip, scratch my nose, and wipe away some shyness...

"What are you doing, go on!"

“......”

Seeing that Xia Xun was speechless for a while, the Dean of Tianshu in the audience urged impatiently.

"Oh, okay. ”

"Uh... Where did you just calculate?"

"Break the contract. The smiling girl, like a disciple who was really in practice, immediately raised her hand and responded with a smile.

"Ahem..."

When he came back to his senses, his nose-scraping palm moved downward, covering his mouth and coughing dryly twice, hiding some embarrassing faces.

Xia Xun once again insisted on teaching the whip, pointed to the square on the map and said: "Breaking the oath and breaking the contract and restarting the chess game is the tacit understanding between them..."

However, Xu Song, an abandoned son, still can't form a complete opportunity.

He is not a king, nor is he a man covered by the oath. Even if he dies unexpectedly, it is impossible to touch the edge of the paper oath back then. From this we can draw a conclusion. It is likely that his mission is only to lead people to Kyoto and form a gap for breaking oaths. After that, Chunyang or Kyoto must have to put one more real outcast into the game before it can be successful.

In other words, Uncle Yuan entered Beijing this time, and he had to follow the trend of this ambush and kill one more person, and he had to be a king on the paper oath. ”

"Is it Yu Guanchuan?" Lu Suifeng asked lightly.

Xia Xun shook his head: "It shouldn't be, according to the information that the money was not exchanged for the year before." Yu Guanchuan has a deep relationship with Pure Yang, and the realm is in the middle of the king. If he is allowed to be this outcast, he is not the most suitable candidate. But, now, it doesn't matter...

The most important thing now is from the moment that the real abandoned son dies in the hands of Uncle Yuan. The oath of heaven is destroyed, and the thunder punishment of heaven is immediately coming. The opportunity that has been hidden for a long time has really become an opportunity to start. At that time, the one in the Tower of Babel will probably take the opportunity to sacrifice the Great Array of Heavenly Covering..."

As he spoke, Xia Xun put down the whip, looked at the audience, and said word by word: "Cut the sky and cut the road, tear up the oath." ”

“......”

Shocked to the extreme, it is no longer shocked.

The Taoists in the field all condensed the shock on their faces into silence, like frost and snow on their faces, cold into ice. Even the girl who had been smiling all night slowly sank into her joy.

The highest in the world is the heavens of eternal life. Taller than the sky, there are only the gods in the sky. According to Xia Xun's inference, now, someone dares to kill the sky for the immortals. Such a thing can only be described by subverting common sense.

Even though, that person only cut a piece of the sky, binding the king of the world.

But, that's already terrifying.

"From then on, under the saint, there will be no detours. ”

"That's what happened all along!"

“......”