Lingxian Zhenjun

Chapter 407
The lamppost of the bronze bird flickered with flames, illuminating the emperor behind the dragon case, with an uncertain expression on his face.

From becoming the king of Beihai County one by one, to becoming the emperor of Luoyang, with 10,000+ soldiers and horses under his command, it was all thanks to Emperor Liang Xiao Yan who sent Chen Qingzhi to attack the city and conquer the land.

If I do what Xu Maoling does, trap him in the city and kill him, I'm afraid it will be chilling to the soldiers under his command.

But if he didn't kill him, as Xu Maoling said, if one day Liang Emperor Xiao Yan came over with a secret order, wouldn't he be killed?Such a foundation that has just been laid for less than a year, is it not for nothing that the country of Liang in the south has been fulfilled.

Right.

His death is better than mine, and I still have 10,000+ soldiers and horses, enough to keep fighting Wei Emperor Yuan Ziyou.

Yuan Hao was fascinated by the oil lamp on the bronze dragon and pillars on the table, his eyes flicked across the corner of his eyes, and Xu Maoling, who was looking at it with a smile, felt a little strange in his heart.

"This person has never cared about government affairs. He is so enthusiastic now, it seems that he has other plans... Hehe, he talked with Chen Qingzhi, and he stayed on the sword..."

Thinking of this, the emperor suddenly figured it out.

He put his hand on the desk and gently stroked the lines on the imperial brush, and sighed.

"What Xu Gaoren said is exactly what I have been puzzled for a long time, but Lord Wudu escorted me all the way to Luoyang, overcoming many difficulties, and the soldiers around him fought the enemy bravely. If I punish him, what will happen to those who surrendered? Thoughts? What's more, he has a friend who is cultivating Taoism, so I have to worry about such a mysterious person."

Anyone who can be an emperor is not a fool, so he lightly threw the burden on Xu Maoling's side with a few words.

Over there, Xu Maoling didn't know whether he heard it or not, and there was no expression in his eyes. He just raised his head slightly while stroking his chin and beard.

All he wanted was the spirit sword. As for Chen Qingzhi's life and death, he didn't care at all. It would be better if he didn't die.

The oil lamp illuminated the quiet area for a moment, Xu Maoling lowered his hands, opened his eyes, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty is right to be worried, especially the divine sword in the hands of Lord Wudu, even if you want to trap it in the city, it will be extremely difficult , it is better to let the minister take action, take his sword first, and then take the person, then he will be the meat on the board, and it is not up to His Majesty to decide, and the elite soldiers under his command will become swords in His Majesty's hands."

The white-robed army...Yuan Hao has been envious for a long time, the number of seven thousand can resist tens of thousands of enemies, if he holds it in his hand, he may wake up laughing.

Being able to command this army, imprisoning Chen Qingzhi is the best choice.

His mind gradually became clear, and after making up his mind, he stood up: "Mr. Xu Gao is willing to share my worries, how can I not agree? It's just that the expert behind him..."

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, he won't know for the time being, but he will know in the future, and I can also make the other party back out of difficulties with the help of Your Majesty's dragon spirit."

Seeing Xu Maoling's assurance, Yuan Hao somewhat gained confidence.

"Sir, then I will trouble you."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your trust."

After a rather cumbersome response, Xu Maoling asked the emperor for a Command Arrow, which was also taken by Chen Qingzhi, with his aura on it.

Then he took his leave and went back to his residence in the palace. He asked the palace servants to prepare sheep, pigs, and chickens for him. Then he locked him in the room, took out the things needed for the practice, and found the rooster's blood and poured it into a wooden basin. Soak the arrow in it, and after doing everything, he opened all the window lattices, pasted talisman papers, and placed a bronze mirror.

Waiting for the night to fall.

……

Inside the Zhenjun Temple, Chen Yuan turned her fingertips.

The noon sun quickly turned westward and fell to the top of the mountain, and the last ray of sunlight that it illuminated was also gorgeous in the blink of an eye.

……

The night is like a tide, pushing the edge of light to cover the world, and the bright autumn moon rises into the night sky with cold light.

Amidst the sound of insects, Xu Maoling opened his eyes, got up from the futon, walked to the window lattice, looked at the full moon hanging on the treetops outside, and nodded in satisfaction.

Then people put the steamed three animals outside the window, and dismissed the palace people.

The entire lonely courtyard became quiet except for the sound of insects. Xu Maoling took the copper bell on the table and shook it gently.

At this moment, the insects were silent.

He stood in front of the table, lit three incense sticks, plugged in the incense burner, and lined up three talisman papers, each of which represented heaven, earth and man.

"Open the altar!"

Suddenly a wind blew in the courtyard, and the old trees in the courtyard swayed.

Xu Maoling clapped one hand on the table, three yellow talismans flew out of nowhere, and the imperial edict lit up with vermilion light illuminating his slender face. With a wave of his wide sleeve, the bronze mirror moved to the window, facing away from the circle in the night sky. moon.

"Qingqing Lingling, Lord Yue listens to my words and borrows your light and spirit for my use..."

After a long spell, he uttered the last sound, stomped his feet, and stuck out his finger. In an instant, the moonlight behind the swaying treetops lit up, and a ray of brilliance fell behind the bronze mirror. .

The copper-yellow mirror instantly glowed with bluish-white light, and Xu Maoling made a move with the other hand, and the arrowhead soaked in the wooden basin flew towards the tiger's mouth with chicken blood, and the two index fingers were bent and clasped on both ends of the arrow.

"The arrow in the army is in my hand, and the tiger in the tent will be under my order!"

Xu Maoling's beard and beard fluttered, and he looked at the bronze mirror with falcon-like eyes. In the blue-white moonlight, a house in the courtyard gradually appeared. With his thoughts, the picture in the mirror continued to advance, like a person's eyes. Searching the courtyard, he soon saw Chen Qingzhi who came back from the palace, wearing a normal uniform with a sword hanging from his waist, talking to the lieutenant general, and then he opened the door and entered the bedroom alone.

The picture in the mirror followed closely behind, as if an invisible person was walking close to him.

Chen Qingzhi didn't notice it at all, and picked up the brush and ink on the table to practice calligraphy as usual. Today he had dinner with Yuan Hao in the palace, drank some wine, fell asleep quickly, put down the brush after practicing for a while, Hanging the White Dragon Sword on the head of the bed, after taking off his outer robe, he went to the bed and gradually fell asleep.

"I can still sleep, but when I wake up tomorrow, I'll make you cry."

Looking at the picture in the mirror, Xu Maoling said with a smile, he was not in a hurry, and looked at the picture patiently. After Chen Qingzhi fell asleep, he made other movements, pinched the arrow in his left hand, and drove the picture closer with his free right hand. The head of the bed, and then slowly stretched over.

Mysteriously passing through the blue and white moonlight on the mirror, I went straight to the bedroom in the mirror,

"Soon it will be mine."

Seeing the spirit sword getting closer, Xu Maoling was overwhelmed. He had always wanted to refine a high-quality magic sword, but unfortunately he had never encountered a spiritual sword embryo. Now that he has met it, it is in the hands of a mortal general. As far as he is concerned, it is simply reckless.

Such a spiritual weapon should naturally be in the hands of the right person.

With such thoughts and doing such things, demonic obstacles will not arise.

However, as soon as his fingertips touched the white dragon scabbard, the sword body trembled in the scabbard. As a general, Chen Qingzhi was naturally alert, and at the slightest disturbance, he woke up instantly. When he opened his eyes, he saw a hand out of thin air. He was grasping the Excalibur on the bedside.

The sudden scene made him horrified, and he reacted immediately, got up and hit the weird hand.

hiss~
Xu Maoling's hand was hit by a punch, causing him to frown and grit his teeth in pain, and the command arrow in his left hand was aimed at Chen Qingzhi, who was half kneeling on the bed.

"Go!"

A soft shout echoed in the room, and Chen Qingzhi, who raised his hand and wanted to draw his sword, suddenly felt a pain in his shoulder, as if he had been stabbed by something, his raised arm drooped weakly, and then his chest also hurt, as if he was being invisible The weight weighed on her and she collapsed on the bed, unable to struggle.

He wanted to call out to the guards outside, but the words he had just uttered only had time to utter half a sound before being sealed in his mouth.

(End of this chapter)