That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 127

Chen Gongyu stood with his hands behind his back and said to himself: "Back then there were countless people who rebelled against Xiao in the world, not to mention the people outside the world, but only the princes from all walks of life in the world. Red Lady, Northeast Mu Clan, Jiangdu Lu Qian, Jiangnan Fu Clan, Yanzhou Qinzheng, Shuzhou Tang Clan, Houjian Wanyan Clan, Weiguo Gongsun Clan, and Zhongzhou Zhang Clan rose up one by one, and then fell one by one. Xiao Yu at that time, the heaven and the earth have the same power at all times, those who follow me prosper, those who oppose me perish, wherever the army goes, those who stand in their way are invincible, it can be said to occupy the time, the kind of domineering that sweeps the world, the begonia leaves are unified The scene is still in front of my eyes, so after just one year, no one is grateful for Da Zheng, only knows that there is Da Qi, and we can only be obedient citizens of Da Qi like the old people of the previous dynasty."

Xu Beiyou was speechless.

Chen Gongyu let out a long breath, and said slowly: "These influential figures in the past are all gone now, even Brother Gongsun is no exception, but we, the so-called people who know the current affairs, are lingering until now."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar sighed: "Why do you say that those who know the current affairs are heroes? Because whoever can survive to the end is the winner. Xiao Yu and Qiu Ye, an emperor and a teacher, who wins? In my opinion Not to mention the victory or defeat between the imperial court and the Taoist sect, but from an individual point of view, it is natural that Qiuye won, because Qiuye is still alive in this world, but Xiao Yu lived in the Meishan Imperial Mausoleum early, undefeated but defeated .”

Xu Beiyou vaguely recalled the experience of the last time he went to the ancient battlefield. The scene of all the horses being silent and the iron cavalry torrenting was still in front of his eyes. The shock to him was second only to the battle at Biyou Island.

He said softly to himself: "A man who lives in the world, if he can't seek to be at ease, then he can raise a three-foot sword and make an invincible merit."

Chen Gongyu looked up at the sky and narrowed his eyes.

After the world is initially established, there will always be a small-scale turmoil. Many dynasties died because of the second generation. Looking at the past five hundred years, Da Chu had the Xuanwu Gate Change, Da Zheng had the Jingnan Battle, and now it should be It's Daqi's turn.

It's really dark.

——Three days later, Zirong Temple in Jiangdu.

The Southern Ghost Emperor, whose face was as pale as paper, sat on a chair, looking at the face of a bull-headed horse kneeling in front of him, his hands were snow-white and his fingers were folded on his abdomen.

Since Xu Beiyou was rescued by Chen Gongyu, it would be meaningless for King Ping to restrain the two of them, so they were placed in Qizhou and returned to the Demon Town Hall alone. The husband and wife would naturally return to Jiangdu to meet the Southern Ghost Emperor On the way, I happened to meet a high-ranking earth celestial being who was going to Jiangdu. Following this high-ranking celestial being, I crossed the land of three prefectures and twelve prefectures in just three days and came to Jiangdu.

The majestic Niutou Mamian in front of outsiders is actually trembling at the moment, like a child about to be spanked by his master, even the always reckless Niutou is also pleasing to the eye.

After a long silence, the Southern Ghost Emperor finally said slowly: "You said that Chen Gongyu took Xu Beiyou from King Ping'er, and asked King Ping'ing to pass on a message to the Hall Master."

Ma Mian lowered his head and said: "Exactly, but the two of us were restrained at the time, so we couldn't hear the specific content clearly."

The Southern Ghost Emperor pondered for a moment, then slowly said: "That is to say, Xu Beiyou has left Qizhou now, and we have lost his trace again."

Ma Mian lowered his head even lower, and said in a slightly trembling voice, "Yes."

"Things that are not enough to succeed are not enough to fail." The Southern Ghost Emperor snorted coldly, paused and then said in a deep voice: "You are the chief deacon, and although I am the chief deacon, I have no right to dispose of you at will. Stay in Jiangdu first, pay off your merits, wait until the matter is settled, and then go to the Hall Master to plead guilty."

"No." Horse Mian and Niutou respectfully replied.

The Southern Ghost Emperor waved his hand and said, "Go down."

As if they had been pardoned, the two of them retreated backwards.

After the two retreated, one of them turned out from behind the screen. It was a foreign monk whose figure was like a hill. To put it bluntly, he was as bloated as a wild boar. However, since he could appear here, it showed that this person's identity was extraordinary. In fact, he is also an expert in the realm of the earth fairy, that is, he took the two of them with the bull's head and horse face across the three prefectures and twelve prefectures in three days, from Qizhou to Jiangdu.

The name of this person is Tashi Tenzin, and he was born in Molun Temple in the grassland, one of the three main branches of Buddhism. The act of a whole tribal woman sucking up Yin Yuan was despised by the Central Plains Buddhist sect, Tashi Danzeng said slowly: "Competition among the same sect is indeed an unavoidable problem for any sect or faction."

The Southern Ghost Emperor didn't take it seriously and said: "There are many big Bodhisattvas in the temple, so it is inevitable to be a bit dirty in order to compete for incense. The Daoist family has a great cause, especially so."

Tashi Tenzin didn't dwell on this topic, instead he said: "The reason why this poor monk has to rush to Jiangnan in person this time is because of Wu Se's death."

The Southern Ghost Emperor frowned slightly, "Have you ever found any traces?"

Tashi Tenzin's face was gloomy, "There was no trace left after a big fire. After all, this is not a grassland. It would be inconvenient for the poor monk to investigate alone, but the poor monk can be sure that the cultivation level of killing a colorless person And above the poor monk."

The Nanfang Ghost Emperor frowned even more, and said: "If it's normal, I can help you, but at this juncture, the Zhenmo Palace is doing its best to hunt down Xu Beiyou, the young master of the Sword Sect. Many legacy left by Gongsun Zhongmou, people like Murong Xuanyin and Chen Gongyu have already taken action, and now I really have more than I can do."

Tashi Danzeng said slowly: "The poor monk understands the difficulties of Brother Dao, so the colorless death can be put aside for a while, the most important thing is that big event."

The Nanfang Ghost Emperor's face suddenly became solemn, "This matter is of great importance, and it is no longer up to me alone, not even Emperor Fengdu, only the Palace Master and the real person in charge can make a decision."

Tashi Danzha lowered his voice, "This matter is not what I mean by Molun Temple, but what the prince wants."

This prince is naturally not the princes surnamed Xiao in the Daqi court, nor the king of Mutang with a different surname, but the eagle soaring above the grasslands, commanding 54 tribes under the golden tent, big and small, The grasslands in the south and north of the desert are the common masters.

In terms of power alone, the well-deserved No. 1 king even surpassed Wei Wang Xiao Jin.

The entanglement between the major sects and the major forces of the secular world is nothing new. At the beginning of Xiaohuang's success, it was because of the strong support from the Daoist sect behind him. The snow-capped mountains are naturally inextricably linked with the royal court of the grassland.

The Southern Ghost Emperor narrowed his eyes, "Xuandu has five halls and twelve halls. Although the Demon Suppressing Hall is powerful, it is only one of the many halls. On top of the halls are the Daoist Master, the Peak Lord of the Eight Meridians, and others." Even if it is Prince Lin's intention to discuss matters with the Daeshen Zixiao Palace, I can only report them layer by layer."

Tashi Tenzin sighed softly, "As early as the 17th year of Taiping, the prince sent the high priest of the shamanism to secretly visit the real person in charge, but the real person in charge shied away on the grounds that he wanted to deal with the matter of Jianzong. Now Gongsun Zhongmou is dead. The head teacher simply used the name of retreat as an excuse to disappear, and the master of the Demon Suppressing Hall only had one sentence to carefully consider, such a word dragging formula, it can be said that it has won the samadhi of the temple."

Tashi Tenzin paused for a moment, showing a bit of distress, and then said: "Moreover, the prince has sent people several times in succession, and the court seems to have noticed it, especially the top eagle dogs in the Dark Guard Mansion. He almost spied on the whereabouts of the high priest, so this time Wu Se played a scene in which Caibu Taiji's wife was expelled from the grassland, and secretly went to the Central Plains, but he didn't want him to be shot and killed directly when he was passing through Yanzhou. There are no bones left. Even now, the poor monk doesn’t care much, so he can only go there in person.”

The Southern Ghost Emperor didn't know that Lin Han had contacted the Daoist sect long ago, after hearing the words, he was silent for a long time, and said slowly: "I might as well tell you clearly that such a major event involving the change of the world's luck, even if it is my Daoist sect I don't dare to go against the trend, I only dare to follow the trend, especially if I make a move, I will really live forever with Xiao Qi's court, and there is no room for change."

Tashi Tenzin smiled, "Because of this, the master taught the real person for four years, and the prince never said anything."

The Southern Ghost Emperor remained silent.

Tashi Tenzin bid farewell with the etiquette of the Central Plains people.

The Southern Ghost Emperor sat alone in the room, kept crossing his fingers, and said softly, "Meishan."

(End of this chapter)