In the palace, Da Ji tried his best to transport out the Heavenly Demon** to fight against the terrifying and delicate face that rushed towards him, and his face had become miserable. This invisible sword qi is so terrifying, as if it wants to split the primordial god, and it is so oppressed that she doesn't even have the strength to escape, it is simply a nemesis specifically aimed at the demon clan. Even if her demon body and cultivation are still there, she is definitely taking advantage of it. Fortunately, there was a trace of kindness at that time, and he didn't completely devour Su Daji's soul at the beginning, so he could barely rely on the human breath to barely resist the sword qi.

Just when she was annoyed that she shouldn't have entered the palace in the first place, she suddenly noticed that the sword aura was flourishing behind her, and there was already one more person in the room, this person was holding a sword in his hand, which was the deadly sword.

"I'll make a bet with you, if you can survive this giant sword qi for ten days, I'll spare your goblin's life. The man's tone was peculiar, as if it were a mixture of several completely different voices, which made people shudder.

Daji's heart sank suddenly: he had been discovered by someone early in the morning! This sword qi was fought for himself, not to mention that he would not survive for ten days, even if it was three days, he would not be able to survive.

"I have no grievances or hatred with Daoyou, why do you want to kill me?" Although Daji did not turn his back, he could keenly feel the murderous aura emanating from this person.

"I am the new Great Shang National Teacher, you bold and demonic, possessed Su Guiren and infiltrated the palace, with bad intentions, and the crime should be punished!"

The national teacher is the responsibility, and now I am afraid that it will be difficult to escape the doom, Daji smiled bitterly, turned around with difficulty, and was about to speak. His eyes suddenly fell on the strange armor, and he exclaimed, "Could it be ...... Are you a free fellow?"

This time, it was Zhang Zixing's turn to be surprised.

How could she see through her identity? No, the title of this great merchant national teacher had only been self-proclaimed for a short time, and except for a few people, the rest of the people did not know the name of "Xiaoyao", even in Eastern Qi, it was only called "nameless", why......

Daji's next words answered the doubts in his heart: "Do you still remember the incident of the Qingjiao thief back then? The concubine is the one who was saved by the Daoyou." ”

Zhang Zixing suddenly realized: "It turns out that you are ...... Are you Cher?"

"Daoyou has saved my life, and I still remember the unique outfit of Daoyou. Although things have changed, I still recognize them at a glance. Originally, I wanted to reunite with Daoyou to repay my great kindness, but I didn't want to be in such a situation," Xue'er forced a smile: "I haven't seen you in just a few years, Daoyou has actually reached such a cultivation, just this giant que, it is enough to kill me......"

Zhang Zixing's heart was racing: It turned out that Xue'er, who was rescued from the hands of the Qingjiao Dao people, turned out to be the nine-tailed fox of the three demons of Xuanyuan Tomb! The thief is really good at playing tricks! I knew that this was the case, and if I had destroyed her Yuan Shen in the first place, there would be no today's incident.

He was remorseful. deliberately diverted the topic: "Xue'er Daoyou, how did you appear in the palace and take Su Daji's body again?"

"This ...... The concubine has her own unspeakable secrets," Xue'er saw that he didn't mean to put away the giant sword at all. The expression was sad: "Daoist friends are now cultivating as a great progress, and you are a national teacher, but I am afraid that you will not recognize me, an old man......"

Zhang Zixing saw that she was so straightforward, and it was difficult to answer for a while. Do you really want to put on this so-called "friendship" and let her live? If he lets her go today, who will let him go one day? Will the saint do? Impossible!

Xue'er looked at Zhang Zixing, who was covered by the magic kai, and sighed slightly. The originally frightened eyes became as calm as a lake, and his body no longer trembled, and his pale face showed a kind of determination: "Fellow Daoist, I was rescued by you back then, Xue'er owes you a life that has not been repaid, if Daoist friends want to take my life today, it is also their duty, Xue'er only blames herself for exhausting her anger, and she will never have any grievances against Daoyou." Died at the hands of fellow Daoists. It's also a relief. ”

If she begged for her life, maybe Zhang Zixing's heart would not be so trembling. This kind of soft and firm demeanor is actually like the rain fairy back then—even if it was only a little like the rain fairy. He can't do it, let alone Xue'er now?

The murderous intent when he first arrived has faded.

All that remains, there is only endless heartache. Knowing that this is not Yuxian, but if he really wants him to kill someone exactly like Yuxian with his own hands, he still can't harden his heart. Perhaps, he was still the "fool" scientist of the twenty-fourth century, rather than a ruthless and ruthless emperor.

"Could it be that if I crossed over here and became this Laoshizi Emperor, I wouldn't be me?" Zhang Zixing laughed self-deprecatingly in his heart, "Okay, after pretending to be the emperor for so many years, I will ......be willful this time."

Xue'er originally expected that she would be lucky today, but suddenly felt that the pressure dropped sharply, and she saw that the other party had put the deadly giant sword into the magic weapon bag, and couldn't help but show surprise: "Daoyou......"

"Needless to say," Zhang Zixing finally made up his mind, "You go, leave the palace, and never come back......

Xue'er said gratefully: "Thank you for the grace of Daoyou's recreation, Xue'er owes you the grace of life again." ”

"I came here secretly today, and I didn't reveal the information to anyone, except for me, even the Son of Heaven doesn't know your details, so before I change my mind, you should leave quickly. Zhang Zixing waved his hand and turned around.

Xue'er just wanted to leave, but suddenly thought of Nuwa Niangniang's order

He said hesitantly: "I came to the palace this time, I really have a last resort, and I am afraid that there is no place for me in the world......"

Zhang Zixing snorted coldly: "If you don't say it, I can guess a few points, someone must be behind it, and the main envoy must be a person with extraordinary status! ”

Xue'er was shocked, she didn't expect him to be so smart, she actually guessed a rough idea, and hurriedly said: "Daoyou Hugh wants to talk nonsense, beware of trouble coming out of his mouth." ”

"You're still worried about yourself, do you know where this giant sword came from today? This is the thing that Yun Zhongzi, the Qi Refiner of Zhongnan Mountain, dedicated to the Son of Heaven, and today he specially dedicated this sword to destroy you, so he must know your origin. Yun Zhongzi is a subordinate of the Sect of Exposition, and his master is the Mixed Yuan Sage Yuan Shi Tianzun, this move must have been instructed by the sage, how can you dare to get involved in the sage's disputes?" Zhang Zixing sneered: "I think you should leave quickly." Tell the truth to the Lord's envoys, and explain the matter of intervening in the teachings, otherwise you will not know that you will be the pawn who sacrificed in vain. ”

Where did Xue'er know his provocation, hearing that this was actually related to the saint of the teaching, she couldn't help but change her face, and said: "Thank you Daoyou for telling me, Xue'er will leave now, Daoyou is very kind, and I will report it in the future."

Zhang Zixing quietly watched Xue'er's figure disappear from sight in a hurry for a long time. Fang Cai let out a long sigh, with a little loneliness.

After dealing with Su Daji's matter, Zhang Zixing finally let go of a burden in his heart, although the result was not satisfactory, but he finally made a choice. After all, the success of the divisive plot is also within the scope of tolerance.

It was already in the past, he didn't want to regret it, and after arranging some aftermath work, Zhang Zixing found Kong Xuan and took out the giant sword to show him.

Kong Xuan carefully looked at the pine sword for a while, and blurted out: "This person really has some ability. This sword is only made of ordinary pine wood, and it can be attached to such abundant immortal power without being damaged, and it can also exert corresponding power. Based on this alone, the Cloud Neutron Earth Refining Technique should be above me, but it's a pity that the cultivation is too low, otherwise I would still want to compete with him. ”

Zhang Zixing felt that his self-esteem had been hit a lot, and he hurriedly changed the topic: "Although the immortal power attached to this giant is powerful, it also has flaws, and it can't last long. Mortal fire alone can burn it down. ”

Kong Xuan shook his head and said: "The magic of this sword lies in the word 'town', destroying the enemy with invisible power, such as using it as a blade to kill the art, and if the divine marrow is turned into dregs, it can be said to be the end of the book." The material of this sword is pine, which is exactly the way of 'town', but it is precisely because this pine material is too ordinary that the effect cannot be sustained, and it is deeply powerful. If it comes to fire, it will be ashes. ”

"Brother Xian means. If it is refined with fairy wood. It can not be afraid of the flames of the mortal world, and can make the immortal power forever. Won't it dissipate?"

"This nature, although the immortal wood is also affected by the image of Shengke, but it is no longer invaded by ordinary flames, but how can Yun Zhongzi give you a real magic weapon? In my opinion, the reason why this person entered the sword in the first place was also because this sword could only last for ten days, and once the time passed, it suddenly became a waste. ”

Zhang Zixing recalled Yun Zhongzi's joy when he heard his intention to give up the throne in the future, and couldn't help but sneer, but there was a little miscalculation of Yun Zhongzi, ten days was enough for someone to make various disposals of this "one-time" magic weapon.

Will it be incarnated gluttony to devour these immortal powers? Or will the computer analyze the arrangement of the energy in it? One thing is certain, that is, it will never be burned as the original plot, it will be too wasteful. Zhang Zixing thought for a while, and decided to take it to the magic ring first, this refining master and arms maniac should be very interested in this sword, if there is any inspiration, make a similar one-time magic weapon in batches, and then equip it to the army in the future, it will make a lot of money.

As expected, when he brought Juque to the Dharma Ring, before he could shake it, he was snatched away by the bright-eyed Dharma Ring splitter, and then studied it carefully as if it were a treasure, and also signaled the "idle people" not to disturb him. Zhang Zixing couldn't cry or laugh, so he had to tell his own idea and leave quietly.

A few days later, Zhang Zixing had just come out of the secret room of the Star Picking Building to practice the Xuanyuan Dragon Technique, when he suddenly heard a lot of noise in front of him, and when he went to take a look, he saw Huang Feiyan and a group of palace maids shouting and cheering.

Huang Feiyan was covered in soft armor all over her body, and she also had a sword pinned to her waist, looking majestic, and the palace maids were also dressed in short clothes, wearing close-fitting leather armor, and holding the wooden spear in her hand crookedly. Huang Feiyan is the head of the martial arts hall in the future, leaning his hands behind his back, and constantly instructing the apprentice in his mouth. It's a pity that those palace maids are all weak, they have no power to restrain the chicken, and they can't even lift a spear, how can they do anything? The female instructor saw that her heart was on fire, and she shouted loudly, the palace maids were afraid of the majesty of the mother, so they had to support it desperately, but they were always unable to do it, and there were all kinds of strange movements, and the three women of Jiang, Yang, and Shang as the audience laughed straight down.

Huang Feiyan was laughed at by the sisters, and she was even more anxious, and at this time, the palace maids suddenly bowed down behind her, saying long live, only to know that she was actually laughed at by her husband, and her face suddenly turned red.

After the fourth concubine saw the ceremony, Zhang Zixing smiled and said, "What, our Huang Niangniang wants to be a female general like a brother?"

"Minister

There is no way, let His Majesty laugh. Huang Feiyan wondered in her heart, she thought it was quite easy to see before. Why is it so hard to actually operate?

"The palace is not comparable to the military camp, don't mess around, do you still want to be a female martial artist and become a king?" Zhang Zixing said a word, and Huang Feiyan's eyes immediately turned red. Jiang Wenqiang hurriedly came up and whispered a few words to him, Zhang Zixing knew that Huang Feiyan saw that other sisters could help him share his worries, but she couldn't help, so she wanted to train a female army from the inner palace to assist in the defense.

Zhang Zixing was moved in his heart and took Huang Feiyan's hand. He said softly: "Silly girl, if you really want to train female soldiers, my husband can teach you some methods." The palace ladies are weak, have no strength, and have no concept of military orders, and cannot be compared with the soldiers in the barracks, first of all, they should be ordered and prohibited, so that they can establish the concept of absolute obedience, and in terms of training methods, the first thing is to improve the basic quality of the body......"

Huang Feiyan's eyes lit up when she heard this. Even ignoring the tears, Jiang Wenqiang on the side lovingly took out a silk silk to help her wipe it away, and the more Huang Feiyan listened, the more energetic she became. snatched Jiang Wenqiang's handkerchief, wiped a few handfuls of sweat stains on his face, and then stuffed it into Zhang Zixing's hand, even ignoring the etiquette of saying goodbye to the Son of Heaven, and happily took the palace maids to the imperial garden to run ***, and even Jiang Wenqiang's personal palace daughters and grandsons could not escape the "doom".

Zhang Zixing smiled bitterly and looked at the wet silk in his hand and shook his head. Jiang Wenqiang chuckled. took the silk silk and said, "Husband, this is your own doing, you don't tell her those things, how can this girl be so crazy?"

Shang Qingjunlan was kind, and glanced at Zhang Zixing deeply, her eyes full of tenderness and sweetness: "Even so, Sister Feiyan is very happy now, really happy." ”

Zhang Zixing looked at the three wives affectionately. said: "Actually, the husband doesn't need your sisters to do anything deliberately. As long as you are safe and secure for the rest of your life. Be happy, that's enough. ”

In his eyes. They are not vases or ornaments, let alone tools for venting ** or giving birth to offspring, but wives, wives worth cherishing for a lifetime.

Many men can be described as vigorous and vigorous when pursuing women, but after they get their hands on them, they gradually forget their feelings, like the new and hate the old, and even abandon them as if they were walking. From ancient times to the present day, there are countless examples of this. Take the famous Sima Xiangru and Zhuo Wenjun as an example, Zhuo Wenjun ran to Sima Xiangru at night, and would rather fly away with him, how loving the two were at that time, Zhuo Wenjun did not dislike his family with four walls, sold wine, and almost broke off the relationship with his father Zhuo Wangsun. But later, Sima Xiangru was appointed as the general of Zhonglang, he actually liked the new and hated the old, and wanted to divorce his wife, but fortunately, the talented girl Zhuo Wenjun's wonderful poem "One Two Three Four Five Six Seven ** Ten Hundred Million, Thousands of One Hundred and Nineteen Eight Seven Six Fifty Three Two One" made him change his mind and avoid the misfortune of being divorced.

Even in later generations, there is a seven-year itch. If husband and wife want to maintain their relationship and maintain affection, it is not a simple matter, and it requires the joint efforts of both parties.

However, in this era of strict hierarchy, men are inferior to women, and it is naturally men who are negative. Zhang Zixing, who is reincarnated, attaches great importance to this, in this special world, although he can't do it from the beginning, he hopes to make every lover get real happiness, this happiness is not only the satisfaction of **, but also the spiritual pleasure. In the power struggle, in the unfathomable inner palace imagined by outsiders, it was his proudest achievement to be able to maintain such a united and friendly small family, although he did not know how long it could last, but he would continue to work hard until the end of his life.

Jiang Wenqiang and Yang were so moved that their eyes were red, and Shang Qingjun saw that the atmosphere seemed to be too heavy, so he held back his tears and said, "Although our majesty is lustful and lascivious, he is a good husband who is rare in a lifetime. ”

Jiang Wenqiang and Yang wiped their eyes, and invariably showed a smile of approval, Zhang Zixing heard the four-word evaluation of "lustful and absurd", and knew that Shang Qingjun was alluding to the "brave" scene of his single-handed battle against the four girls the night before yesterday, and immediately smiled: "If you are not absurd and unreasonable, how can you see the 'strengths' of your husband?"

The three girls' jade cheeks were crimson, and they all took a sip, and Zhang Zixing laughed heartily.

For the sake of these beloved women, for this family, and for this country, no matter how difficult it is, we must persevere. Just like the poem inscribed in Nuwa Temple: Thousands of blows are still strong, and the wind is blowing, east and west, north and south!

Jiang Wenqiang suddenly thought of something and said, "Husband, how do you want to settle the daughter of the Su family? Why can't you imprison her in the cold palace for the rest of your life? Even if her father is at fault, but the sin is not on her, why should the husband be angry with this poor woman?"

Because he knew that Xue'er had already left the palace, Zhang Zixing smiled slightly and was noncommittal.

But Yang Di's words made his face change immediately: "Yes, yesterday I saw her sitting alone at the entrance of the cold palace from afar, so she is not lonely, why don't you go and see her together?"

Yesterday, damn it, why did Daji come back again?