When Yang Jian silently sneaked into the back garden of Changsun Sheng's mansion, Changsun Sheng was sitting alone in the darkness of the Wind Viewing Pavilion, pouring himself a drink with a stunned expression. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Now Yang Jian's status is unusual, and his every move is noticeable, even with his supernatural martial arts, it took a lot of effort to avoid the surveillance at night and come here to meet with Changsun Sheng.

At night, Yu Wenyun's tyrannical incident against his daughter Yang Lihua not only did not affect his rationality in planning and dealing with things, but made him feel a sense of urgency to seize the opportunity again.

Just when he was still more than ten zhang away from Changsun Sheng, Changsun Sheng's hand holding the wine glass suddenly paused, and he turned around slowly, as polite as ever, "Distinguished guests come to the door, there is a long welcome, forgive the sins!"

Yang Jian's eyes flashed, he no longer restrained his breath, walked towards the pavilion step by step, and said meaningfully: "It is indeed a loss of welcome, Yang never thought that the eldest grandson brother would be so deeply hidden!"

Changsun Sheng's eyes shrank, and he said with a wry smile: "Brother Yang's eyes are like torches, and he is worthy of being the 'Shamen Protector' who bears the true transmission of Cihang Jingzhai and Jingnian Zen Academy...... It's ridiculous to get an axe at the end of the job!"

It turned out that when Yang Jian approached the range of twenty zhang of Changsun Sheng just now, Changsun Sheng had already noticed something, but he pretended not to know, and it was not until Yang Jian approached his range of ten zhang that he pretended to notice and got up to greet him.

How do you know that Yang Jian has a great attainment in Buddhism Zen Gong, and his spiritual and sensory sensitivity is not inferior to any saint monk-level Zen master, before at the twenty zhang, Changsun Sheng noticed him, and released the invisible spiritual power to quietly "watch" at the beginning of him, he had sensed Changsun Sheng's spiritual power, so as to know the fact that Changsun Sheng found him.

On the contrary, Changsun Sheng failed to find out in time that he was seen through by Yang Jian, and it was not until he was broken by Yang Jian that he knew that he had lost.

This invisible confrontation, the difference between superior and inferior, is self-evident!

"Brother Eldest Sun is serious!" Yang Jian laughed, "What kind of 'Shamen Protector'? In the final analysis, it is just that in order to maintain a unique posture of transcendence, it is not easy to get too involved in the struggle and vendetta of the world, so they can only select promising people with outstanding talents and pure hearts as the vanguard and rush to the front.

When the order was issued, he also concealed it, wanted to talk about it, and said that there was a force to pull it in the dark, it was for fate, and it was called 'Shamen Protector'...... It's just a tool!

How can a group of monks and nuns be manipulated between the palms of their hands like marionettes?"

The last sentence was arrogant and dry, and the disdain was overflowing.

Changsun Sheng applauded and praised, "Brother Yang's ambition is as straight as a dragon and tiger, heartbreaking, and the most rare thing is that the perseverance is amazing—think about it, Cihang Jingzhai and Jingnian Zen Monastery will never pass on the [Cihang Sword Codex] or [Jingnian Zen Book] and other town school recipes to Brother Yang, at most only give Brother Yang three or two high-quality Zen skills, if Brother Yang no longer knows how to work hard and self-reliantly, how can he have today's achievements?"

How can the world imagine that Brother Yang's deep wealth and glory can abandon the thousands of temptations and thousands of enjoyments in the world such as wine, wealth, etc., and forcibly cultivate Zen meditation to the extraordinary state of 'great hidden in the court'.

Outsiders only think that Brother Yang is devoted to Mrs. Zun or never dare to accept more beautiful concubines because Mrs. Zun is a jealous woman, but how do they know that Brother Yang's firm will is extraordinary, just to avoid distraction and material desires and delay his deeds!"

"Brother Eldest Sun has an overreputation! Yang is just quite self-aware, and the stupid bird flies first. Yang Jian Shi Ran sat down opposite Changsun Sheng, "But the eldest grandson brother is really Yang's confidant, and he can see that he knows a little, and he breaks through Yang's painstaking loneliness for more than 20 years...... It can be seen that the eldest grandson brother is intelligent and clear, even among the demon gates with many geniuses, he is also an outstanding person!"

Changsun Sheng's identity was revealed, not only was he not as suspicious as ordinary people in the Demon Gate, but his expression was faint, and his tone was narrow, "Brother Yang is going to subdue demons instead of Buddhism?"

Yang Jian waved his hand and said heroically: "Yang Mou is determined to be in the world, but how can he not tolerate people? A loyal minister is a virtuous minister, but can't a traitorous minister be a capable minister? Orthodox people are capable henchmen, so can't cult talents be relied on as their right-hand men?"

Yang secretly thought that there are all kinds of people in the world, and if you want to dominate the world, you must first have the strength and courage to control these people and so on.

Whether it is a righteous man or a gentleman, or a traitorous villain, each has its own place of use, and each has its own way of control...... The difference is only whether the monarch is clever enough to make his courtiers willingly serve the death!"

Changsun Sheng couldn't help but applaud again, but he began to pour cold water in his mouth, "Not to mention that although Brother Yang has the strength to accommodate the people in our Demon Gate, he may not have the strength to subdue the various factions of our Demon Gate one by one, just talking about the great monks of the Buddhist Sect, Brother Yang will not be allowed to join us in the same stream!"

Yang Jian sneered, "If one day the Yang family gains the country, and Yang intends to limit the number of temples, land, and monks under the jurisdiction of Buddhism, will Buddhism be able to tolerate Yang?"

"It turns out that Brother Yang intends to accept my Demon Gate, aiming to use my Demon Gate to balance the Buddhist Gate......," Changsun Sheng was not surprised, "The Buddhist Gate does not perform its demon books, falsely advertises the Demon Law, and deceives the teachings of mediocrity and foolishness." What past sins will be rewarded in the future, giving a penny and hoping for a reward of ten thousand times, fasting for one day and hoping for a hundred days' bread, so that the foolish will seek merit in vain...... If it is true that all laws are empty, why use being greedy to this?

However, all wise monarchs know that they can use Buddhism to appease the world, but they must not make Buddhism over-expand, otherwise they will mislead the country and the people, and it is more likely to repeat the Zhu Faqing Rebellion more than 100 years ago.

The so-called Buddha kingdom on earth is by no means a blessing for the common people!"

After a pause, he looked directly at Yang Jian's gaze and said sincerely: "It's a pity...... Just like Brother Yang is powerless to restrict the Buddha Gate, I'm afraid Brother Yang is also powerless to control my Demon Gate!

If a few years ago, there was still a glimmer of hope for a hero like Brother Yang to absorb the Demon Gate, then now Brother Yang wants to effectively control the Demon Gate to balance the Buddha Gate, there is absolutely no possibility, and even Brother Yang wants to use part of the power of the Demon Gate It is extremely difficult to do so!

Brother Yang doesn't have to bother in vain!"

Yang Jian groaned: "Could it be because of Pei Ju?"

Eldest Sun Sheng's pupils shrank, "Not only Pei Ju, but also Xiang Yutian of the Evil Extreme Sect and Zhu Yuyan of the Yin Sect, all three of them are masters of Bi Xuan and Ning Daoqi.

Xiang Yutian may be old and has no ambition, but Pei Ju and Zhu Yuyan are both young and vigorous, unruly and intelligent, and can be called a rare genius in the Demon Gate for hundreds of years.

It's not that I'm underestimating Brother Yang, but I can't imagine that there is anyone else in the world who can surrender to these two!"

Yang Jian was silent for a moment, sighed lightly, picked up the wine jug, and poured a glass of wine for Changsun Sheng and himself, "It seems that Yang is beyond his means! However, Yang still hopes that in the future, he can work closely with Brother Changsun and take what he needs!"

Changsun Sheng smiled slightly, "I don't dare to ask for it!"

The two of them raised their glasses together and drank them all.

"Good wine!" Yang Jian smiled and decisively left.

Changsun Sheng was silent for a long time holding the empty wine cup, in fact, he also vaguely guessed that Yang Jian didn't have much hope for absorbing the power of the Demon Gate, and was at most ready to seek the cooperation of some people in the Demon Gate, and the main purpose of Yang Jian's trip was to confirm to him whether Pei Ju was a member of the Demon Gate, so that he could ask the top figures of the Buddhism Sect to deal with Pei Ju in the name.

Yang Jian was not afraid that Pei Ju was too powerful, but worried that Pei Ju would be vulnerable - compared to the top figures of Buddhism to easily kill Pei Ju, I am afraid that Yang Jian would prefer that both sides could lose both, which would greatly weaken the high-end power of Buddhism, so that it would be easier for Yang Jian to break free from the shackles imposed by Buddhism.

Similarly, Changsun Sheng felt that he was suppressed by Pei Ju, and knew that it was difficult to deal with Pei Ju with his own strength, and he also wanted to use Buddhism to contain Pei Ju and reduce the heavy constraints given to him by Pei Ju, so he did not hesitate to sell Pei Ju's identity to Yang Jian.

The two have a common strong enemy, so they hit it off!

"Jingle Bell ......"

Jiuquan is crisp and pleasant.

Changsun Sheng began to pour himself a drink again, but unfortunately, the high-quality fruit brew brought not aroma or spiciness, but full of bitterness.

"It is said that the Central Plains is an outstanding person, but this place is also too spiritual, and there are many outstanding people, first there are Kong, Pei Ju, Zhu Yuyan, Fan Qinghui, and now Yang Jian......

If I had been focusing on the Central Plains, I would have been able to fight with these many people, and where could I make a difference? I am afraid that I can only follow in the footsteps of the ancestors of the Demon Sect for generations, and I will eventually achieve nothing!

If you go to the Southern Dynasty...... That's not even better, I heard that Kong, Jiaxiang and other Buddhism a large nest of holy monks are now all in the Southern Dynasty, even the Jingzhai descendant Fan Qinghui is also in the Southern Dynasty to play in the mountains and rivers, if I go to the Southern Dynasty, wouldn't it be a sheep into the mouth of the tiger?

Especially this Fan Qinghui, I first heard that a senior of Lao Junguan went to her to discuss the double ** cultivation method, but she did not come out of the sheath, only with the sharp sword intent contained in her eyes, at a glance the senior was hit into a nervous breakdown, crazy, and later someone met her and the first master of Goguryeo Fu Cailin in a decisive battle in the suburbs, so that Fu Cailin was injured and left......

If the news is true, then Fan Qinghui's cultivation is afraid that he has surpassed the generations of the past generations, and has reached the supreme level of 'Sword Heart Clearing', which is by no means comparable to ordinary grandmasters!

In that case, I don't have a choice at all......"

Before he could finish speaking, Changsun Sheng's gaze turned to the north, but he hesitated again - there was certainly one of the most powerful forces in the world, but because of this force, if he rushed forward, he was afraid that he would not be able to reach a high position as he wished, so what could he do?

............

The cold winds of the prairie are endless, and most of the dry wood is burned away, and the bonfires are gradually getting smaller.

Like the sound of thunder and hooves from all directions, under the light of the long dragon-like continuous torches, more than a dozen orthodox figures can be faintly seen hovering under the night sky......

"What about the people, did you see the trail of his escape?"

At the forefront of the horses, a chieftain, fair-skinned, gloomy-eyed man shouted loudly in Turkic. The outline of his face is three or four points similar to Ashina Rouran, and he looks at the wolf, which makes people know that he is ambitious at a glance.

On the other side of the fire, the knights automatically separated, and a calm and resolute bearded chief slowly walked out of it, stroked the short-barreled horse pistol made of pure steel, and said in displeasure: "Da Luo, are you a fool? If you have time to shout, you might as well hurry up and let the beast cubs start searching carefully!"

With a wave of his hand, maverick knights suddenly appeared everywhere, either leading mastiffs, or holding raccoons, or squatting rats on their shoulders, and some small animals of different sizes, strange and rare, so rare that they could not be named.

The only thing that is somewhat similar is that the eyes of these large and small animals are more or less spiritually lustered, showing that they are rare and exotic beasts specially domesticated by various tribes.

At this moment, under the reprimand or command of the keeper, these rare beasts took turns to go to the bonfire, sniffing their nostrils close to the ground, trying their best to capture the body odor and breath left by the owner of the bonfire.

Da Luo Ben is the son of the former Turkic Great Khan, the elder brother of Ashina Rouran, who has always boasted of being the first choice for the next Great Khan, how can he allow others to belittle himself and damage his prestige?

Immediately, he also said in color: "Take a picture, are you blind? Don't you see that there are not even a single footprint on the grass next to the campfire, and there is no trace of sitting or lying?"

It's hard to say what the swordsmanship of that No. 1 master of the Great Zhou is for the time being, but his qigong and light skills are really at the peak, and he can always maintain the extreme realm of [stepping on snow without a trace]!"

The calm chief who called the picture snorted coldly when he heard this, "Of course I saw it, but I don't believe that his true qi is endless, and he can [step on the snow without a trace]!"

Having said that, his heart sank darkly, but all innate masters who are good at light skills can use the method of [Treading Snow Without Trace] in a short time and a short distance, without leaving any clues, but this method is extremely consuming of true yuan, and the time is a little longer, but it will not work.

However, what shocked him was that there was a thick pile of firewood ash under this bonfire, which had obviously been burning for half a night, and the No. 1 master of the Great Zhou should have been sitting quietly by the bonfire for half the night, but there was not even a shallow butt mark on the grass, which showed that the person could indeed maintain the extreme state of [stepping on the snow without a trace].

"I'm afraid that this person's martial arts are even better than Venerable Bi Xuan!"

Sure enough, immediately afterwards, I saw those rare beasts circling around the bonfire, squeaking in a hurry, but never found anything, obviously that person also relied on his unfathomable cultivation to collect his breath without leaking, making those rare beasts with very sensitive noses useless!

"Trouble!"

Da Luo and Zhao Tu glanced at each other, and at the same time made a judgment, the photo was still expressionless, but Da Luo's eyes already showed a trace of schadenfreude.

The misfortune of the bowl is their luck!

They are all the sons of the first two Turkic Great Khans, and they are actually the princes of the line with the inheritance of the Great Khan, and now they are all small khans who have formed a large tribe of their own, sitting on tens of thousands of elite horses, and dominate one side.

If their Uncle Tuo Po suddenly dies in Huangquan, then they are all eligible to compete for the Great Khan! )