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Chapter 154 Chen Xiaoer wants to flood the capital?

The imperial city, above the high tower in the center.

Nan Ke narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the cyan beam rising from the Chen Mansion not far from Nancheng.

"Is this the power of Confucianism and Taoism?"

"I didn't practice Confucianism or Taoism, but I was able to use poetry to arouse youthful spirits and trigger visions of heaven and earth. It seems that the teacher gave him a lot of benefits at White Horse Academy that day."

In the imperial palace, in the ancestral temple.

Wen Yuan also saw the terrifying dam that was about to open above the sky, and his expression was terrified.

"The vision is manifested! If we don't stop it at this time, the capital may fall into disaster in an instant."

Standing behind Wen Yuan, the youth-like chief supervisor said in a solemn tone.

The accompanying superintendent who looked like a teenager squinted his eyes, looked to the far left, the silent admiral, and said:

"Admiral, aren't you going to make a move?"

Hearing this, the supervisor who looked like a middle-aged man and the supervisor who looked like a young man also looked over.

On the old face of the admiral, there was never any superfluous expression.

He didn't even pay attention to the monstrous vision above his head.

As if things in this world,
Nothing is normal for him to care about.

"Not in a hurry." Wen Yuan waved his hand and said, "The capital city can cause such a commotion."

"Except for Mr. Xiaoer, I am afraid that no one can do it."

As he said that, Wen Yuan's eyes were burning, and he became more and more sure in his heart that he must make friends with Chen Xiaoer.

The key to the prosperity of the royal family lies in Chen Xiaoer.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Wen Yuan looked at the silent admiral, and said:
"Big Companion, if I want you to solve the Confucianism and Taoism in front of me, do you have a solution?"

Hearing this, the three supervisors, the palm print supervisor, the writer supervisor, and the accompanying supervisor also looked at the admiral supervisor.

For the two superintendents who write and accompany, the superintendent of palm prints is extremely mysterious.

But it's not that hopeless.

But when they faced this man, according to the rumors, it seemed that they were there during the previous dynasty, and later joined the Taizu to raise troops,
The admiral who was always by his side after that.

They don't even dare to think about what kind of existence this is.

They even had a hunch that together with the three of them, they would not be this opponent.

Even if both parties are both at the ninth rank!

But in the ninth rank, there are also high and low strengths, such as Li Qilin, the head of the twelve sword immortals.

Her cultivation base is also ninth grade, but if she wants to kill a certain ninth grade master.

Maybe in an instant.

Seeing everyone's eyes on him,

His Majesty asked again, the old eunuch wriggled his lips, and then hissed with a strange emphasis:
"Your Majesty can just order anything, and this old slave will take care of everything."

As he spoke, the old eunuch raised his eyes slightly, glanced at Tian Qiong, and said, "The ones above are the same."

Hearing what the admiral said, Wen Yuan nodded slightly.

The four supervisors have been by his side since he was very young.

with them,

I am not afraid of everything!
……

Dali Temple.

Sitting with Han Kang,
They were discussing whether to recruit some Confucianism cultivators to join Zhou Hongyu in Dali Temple.

Suddenly, he was startled by this terrifying vision.

next moment.

The two rushed out the door almost at the same time.

Came to the yard, looking at the scene above the head like the end of the world.

The pupils suddenly constricted!

"What is this?"

Rao is the well-informed Zhou Hongyu,

Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but gasp.

Looking at the heavenly power above his head that seems to be destroying the world, Zhou Hongyu can't feel any resistance at this moment.

"This level of Confucianism and Taoism vision, I am afraid that no one can cause it except the ninth-rank Confucianism?"

Han Kang was in awe.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Han Kang suddenly shouted to the arresters in the yard, saying:
"Quick! Immediately notify the people in the city and prepare to leave Kyoto!"

"Once the dam is opened, there will be endless troubles!"

Zhou Hongyu also reacted in an instant, turned to a certain place, and said loudly: "Lao Liu!"

"Chirp!"

A sharp cry sounded.

The sixth-grade demon falcon flapped its wings and circled, hissing:

"...I know what you want to do, so you don't need to look for it. The source of the green energy is in the Jingzhao Mansion."

what? !

Hearing that the source of the green energy is in the Yin Mansion of Jingzhao Prefecture,

Zhou Hongyu and Han Kang looked at each other, and they both saw the sudden look in each other's eyes.

Both of them are not stupid people, so they immediately thought of Chen Xiaoer.

The entire Confucian school respects Mr. Xiaoer very much.

It seems that apart from him, other people may not be able to cause such a terrifying movement.

"Let's go to the Chen Mansion, we must stop immediately! Otherwise, the capital is in danger!"

Zhou Hongyu made a decisive decision immediately.

A group of people headed towards the Chen Mansion.

Jingzhao House.

Chen Changshou, who was busy reorganizing the Jingzhao Camp, already knew everything.

Without further ado, he rushed back with a group of people.

"...What the hell happened? Why did Xiaoer flood the capital!" Chen Changshou frowned.

Long Murong, who was following beside him, glanced at Chen Changshou, and said, "My lord, don't worry."

"Maybe he did it unintentionally."

He didn't ask Long Murong how he knew what was in his heart, but he just saw his worry.

Chen Changshou nodded and said, "No matter what, we must stop it!"

"Otherwise, Kyoto will be completely over!"

……

National Teacher's Office.

After the last battle, the middle-aged man who was severely injured by the Emperor Sword has not recovered yet.

Looking at the terrifying scene above his head, he immediately shouted: "...Qing'er, Qing'er!"

"Master."

Xia Qing'er dressed in white appeared.

"Quick, activate the pattern immediately!" The middle-aged man looked anxious, with beads of sweat on his forehead.

Looking at the precious apprentice who was still in a daze, the middle-aged man was startled for a moment, and then said loudly:
"What are you still doing in a daze, don't hurry up!"

Xia Qing'er pursed her lips and said, "Master, have you forgotten, the Jingdu pattern was broken last time?"

"It's still being repaired."

Ga?The middle-aged man was stunned, yes, the pattern is still being repaired, what should we do when the pattern is repaired?
Seeing Master anxious,
Xia Qing'er said calmly:

"Master, don't worry. The source of the green energy is in the residence of Governor Jingzhao."

"The only person who can create such movement is Chen Xiaoer."

"Chen Xiaoer won't do anything to Kyoto."

"Chen Xiaoer?" Hearing that it was Chen Xiaoer, the middle-aged man was startled, and then suddenly said:

"... I said who can have such a skill."

"It turned out to be Mr. Xiao Er who is respected by the entire Confucian school."

As he said that, the middle-aged man looked at the vision above his head and said: "... Even so, it is better to dispel this vision as soon as possible, lest the people in the city panic."

"Qing'er, since you are familiar with Chen Xiaoer, I will let you go as my teacher."

"……Yes."

Seeing the figure of the apprentice leaving, the middle-aged man's face suddenly turned pale, and cold sweat flowed down his face.

The whole person seemed to have collapsed, and he fell to the ground without any image, and cursed:

"Dijian, I will remember this account!"

"Old boy, you don't pay attention to martial arts morality in fights, it's just for the scum of the lower three roads!"

"It's okay to use the way of the Emperor's sword, I'm sorry!"

"You were lucky if you didn't die under Murong Jie back then, bastard, you're paralyzed..."

……

White Horse Academy.

Although Murong Jie has already left.

But Chen Fugui, who is a student and the dean of White Horse Academy, comes to clean up every day.

Suddenly, Chen Fugui, who was already at the ninth rank of Confucianism and Taoism, had green air in his eyes and looked into the distance.

"...Brother?"

(End of this chapter)