The Tianshan Mountains are covered with snow all the year round, inaccessible, the top of the mountain towers into the clouds, and the white snowflakes fall one by one, which is extremely beautiful.

In the early hours of the morning, the sky was high and the stars were sparse.

In this high place, a handsome monk packed up his downside clothes, shook off the edelweiss on his shoulders, and a trace of white appeared on the yellow silk robe, which seemed to have been worn for a long time.

The handsome monk looked with some remembrance, some emotion and compassion, and finally he turned around and said, "Senior Brother Tan, it's time for us to go down the mountain." ”

He was followed by a tall man, hairless on his head, with a resolute countenance, bronzed skin, muscles like steel, and almost twice the size of a handsome monk.

"Yes, my lord. Qian Zhitan had a smile on his face and called his father-in-law, the reason why he was called his father-in-law was naturally because Zhou Bulong had the heart to fight for the world.

However, the emperor fought for his own great cause, so what about the future emperor Buddha?

Qian Zhitan didn't know, and he didn't care. He liked his life very much, and now he liked peace more and more, as if the troubles of the world had nothing to do with him.

Zhou Bulong shook his head, and instead took out a strand of black hair, which was shrouded in a trace of yellow light, which was Zhou Bulong's golden light of compassion.

After Zhou Bulong left Mojing, he found Qian Zhitan, who was destined for him. He followed Zhou Bulong straight to the Tianshan Mountain, where he had been practicing for a long time.

Qian Zhitan did not betray the faith in his heart, he made a wish, abandoned his family and children, and truly became a disciple of the Buddhist family, but he is a disciple of the Buddhist family who only belongs to Zhou Bulong.

Fate law and fate law, what a wonderful word to speak of.

"Xingzi, are you still in the sky? Which star will you be?" Zhou Bulong looked at the sparse starry sky, silently thinking about the little girl in his heart, and on his hand, there was a thin rope knotted with his hair, wrapped around his hand.

Immediately, Zhou Bulong's breath vibrate, and his body was cultivated to erect, with great compassion as the foundation, and where the inner soul was staged, a great emperor Buddha condensed out of thin air, and the void shook endlessly.

Outside, behind Zhou Bulong, a figure covered in golden light appeared, he sat cross-legged, pinched the mercy bead in his hand, abandoned the demon pestle, raised his hand, pointed into the distance, the snowflakes retreated, and the white smoke curled.

At the same time, Li Fengkang jumped on the high and low eaves of Mojing, but his obviously tall body looked so light.

She wandered around the entire capital at will, as if she could say goodbye to her hometown, even if it could no longer accommodate her.

She still didn't understand what her father wanted to do, why he wanted to kill the more outstanding Li Qichu and drive away a genius like herself, but she was so tolerant of Li Xinyang and never felt sorry for him.

Of course she didn't understand, because she didn't really know much about her titular second brother.

In fact, the reason why the old emperor didn't deal with Li Xinyang much was just because of one thing: Li Xinyang didn't really want to be an emperor! At least, he didn't show how he wanted to be an emperor, and that was enough.

Even if Li Xinyang raised an insatiable old dog, he only made all the princes and princes despise him, but made his own reputation stink, which was not conducive to him becoming the emperor.

And ten years ago, although Li Qichu did not have obvious thoughts, all the ministers and princes praised him, which naturally made the old emperor sit still.

And now Li Fengkang is working hard, for the position of a prince for ten years, collecting all the evidence that is unfavorable to Li Xinyang, his sword heart can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye, the old emperor set up such a bureau.

made Li Fengkang think that he could successfully win the position of prince. As everyone knows, they have fallen into a dilemma.

When Wu Fu received the woman's order to come out to intercept Li Fengkang, the outcome had already been decided, and Wu Fu and Shen Chenghe were just victims of such a game.

As for Yuan Lai, it can be regarded as an introduction, even without him, the old emperor has many ways to make Li Fengkang think that he has a chance.

Yuan Lai thought about it for a long time, and finally understood this, discussed it with his master, and finally concluded that the old emperor would not deal with Yuan Lai, because Yuan Lai's original intention was only three points:

One is a shame, although it is not very glorious;

the second is to vent a bad breath for himself and his friend Zhao Chengfei;

The third is to remove a tumor for the lance.

So as long as Yuan Lai didn't really interfere in the affairs of the prince, the old emperor would not take action against him.

Yuan Lai shook his head, but decided to avoid the limelight for a while, Da Lance has a great tolerance for real talents, so he can actually choose to temporarily delay his appointment, and when Li Fengkang leaves Mojing, it will be much safer for him to come back.

Sometimes, a simple avoidance can express a lot of meanings, for example, I, Yuan Lai, have no relationship with His Royal Highness Fengkang......

Yuan Lai sighed again, fortunately he hadn't completely thrown himself into His Highness Feng Kang before, otherwise he would have to run away now.

This is, there was a sudden breeze blowing in the calm courtyard, Yuan Lai turned his head to look at the tall woman's figure, and shook his head helplessly:

"Your Royal Highness Fengkang, why did you come to me......?" Yuan Lai shook his head again, but after all, he didn't say anything more.

Li Fengkang smiled bitterly, but did not show a gloomy, but said to Yuan with a respectful face: "Mr. Yuan don't have to worry too much, I will leave in a while, please keep this letter for me, and when I see Yun'er, I will hand it over to her." I also asked Mr. Yuan to do his studies in my big lance with peace of mind, to enter the court as an official, and to wait for my return, and ask Mr. to make a photo for me. ”

Be my prime minister. This is Li Fengkang's official invitation.

Yuan Lai couldn't help but be moved, when he was about to be forced to leave Mojing, Li Fengkang did not have a trace of decadence, but firmly believed that he could return to Beijing again, this bearing, this calmness, really made Yuan Lai feel that he had met the master.

Even if this pearl owner is a woman, it can't diminish her demeanor in the slightest.

Alan and Tu Fengnian and even Qiao Su were not far away, and the three of them all felt Li Fengkang's convincing bearing with some admiration.

After Li Fengkang finished speaking, he bowed deeply and walked away from the wall. Outside the courtyard, a group of black-clothed people had just caught up, and they saw Li Fengkang pull out his long sword, and they were all frightened and retreated, but Li Fengkang was no one, and the four new martial artists were also!

This group of black-clothed people are all small minions in the second and third realms, and under the sweep of a sword, there is no reason to be spared.

After Li Fengkang killed some of the little minions who were chasing too closely, he didn't kill again, and went straight out of the city gate and went straight to the south.

It was also at this time that Luzhou Xilu Mountain.

Master Grief Stone sat on a big stone in the temple, and there was no one around, only his voice came out slowly:

"Tianshan refers to compassion, and Mo Jing makes a sword sound. The dragon and the phoenix are in phase, and the fate is self-satisfied. ”

His eyes became more and more cloudy, but at the same time, there were thin threads running through them, and the mysterious fate was in them......