After the queen came to the throne, I was forced to be nine thousand years old

Chapter 357 Tongtian Pavilion

Gongsun's words made Zuo Daoqi think about it, but before he had time to think about it, Puci's figure turned into a golden light and pierced Zuo Daoqi.

A warm feeling emerged in my heart, and various strange whispers emerged in my ears.

It's as if there are a thousand Buddhas chanting scriptures in my ears.

Zuo Dodge couldn't help being a little upset, and this feeling made him struggle.

But after this strange Sanskrit sound continued for too long, he somehow felt that the restlessness disappeared. He felt that this Sanskrit sound contained some kind of the most reasonable way of heaven and earth, and a faint idea of ​​converting to Buddhism arose in his heart.

Damn!

Aware of this thought in his heart, Zuo Daoqi couldn't help cursing secretly.

Originally thought that this would be a chance, but unexpectedly, this Puci had this backhand, and at the last moment of his life, Zuo Daoqi, the 'future Buddha', returned to his place.

Zuo Daoqi calmed down, trying to keep strengthening his beliefs, so as to avoid being assimilated by Buddhism and becoming a monk.

But as time passed, he discovered to his horror that no matter what kind of spiritual barrier he erected in this kind of Buddhist thoughts, it would collapse in an instant in this Sanskrit sound.

He knew in his heart that this was a gap between the levels of life, and it wasn't something he could stop with a firm mind.

Involuntarily, a kind of panic arose in his heart. Even in the Sanskrit, he had learned too many Buddhist secrets and understood too many Buddhist principles.

After an unknown period of time, an idea sprouted in his mind, a way that might free him from the bewitchment of the mantra.

'Buddha and Demon World! '

In an instant, Zuo Daoqi turned into a golden Buddha. The golden Buddha was as tall as ten thousand feet, and he also muttered to himself.

As if a chemical reaction had occurred, in an instant, the golden light on the Golden Buddha exploded, almost bursting the fictional world created by the Buddha's demon heaven and earth supernatural powers.

A ruthless look flashed across Zuo Dodge's face.

"Duhua Duhua! I let you do it, but I want to see how you do it!"

Supernatural powers [life and death body]!
The spreading speed of the golden light stopped slightly at this moment, because a monster that people couldn't look directly at appeared in the sky and the earth.

Daoxu was wearing a black cloak and holding a death scythe, looking down on all living beings with a look of indifference and contempt for the world.

"Om mani pee mi hum!"

Daoxu suddenly let out a roar.

The picture in this world seems a bit weird.

Zuo Daoqi's veins were bulging all over his body, his clothes were bulging high, and his aura was overflowing, with one hand pressing on Huyue's immobile Huyue.

The pose lasted for a long time.

Gongsun Yong stood behind him, with a killing intent to firmly lock onto the real Hu Qing who was opposite him.

Changyi looked at this scene a little strangely, turned his head and asked Ji Lingshu in a low voice, "Xiyuan, what is Zuo Daoqi doing now, why did he stop?"

Ji Lingshu also had some doubts on his face.

Not only the two of them, but everyone present felt extremely strange about the scene before them.

And Gongsun Yong's reaction was also extremely strange, as if he knew what Zuo Dodge was doing and he was cooperating with it.

Xinyue squeezed her white fingers nervously, watching with all her attention.

……

The appearance of Daoxu finally helped Zuo Daoqi slightly relieved, the terrifying Sanskrit sound failed to completely assimilate him into a monk.

For an unknown period of time, the body of the Golden Buddha and Daoxu transformed by Zuo Daoqi was covered with strange and strange Sanskrit characters, which are all Buddhist secrets and classics.

Indelible, indelible.

In the present world, Zuo Daoqi finally opened his eyes, with Sanskrit flowing in his eyes, carrying a vicissitudes of life, as if he had been tempered for countless years.

Changyi murmured to himself, "Just now why did Zuo Daoqi feel like a monk..."

Ji Lingshu didn't speak, but she agreed with Changyi's words, and she saw more.

Seeing Zuo Daoqi open his eyes, Gongsun Yong immediately rushed towards him with killing intent, "Zuo Daoqi?"

"It's me..." Zuo Dodge said with a bit of emotion in his voice, this Puci's inheritance is a bit difficult to accept, it's almost a near-death.

A look of surprise appeared on Gongsun Yong's indifferent face, and then he nodded calmly.

Then he ignored Zuo Daoqi, but looked at Hu Qing, sweeping over Hu Yue's body.

"If Master Huqing wants to take Huyue's body away, please feel free. I am a state of etiquette in Dajin, and I am willing to do my part for the burial of Huyue."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present couldn't help feeling excited.

It was a touch of the strength of one's own country.

Hu Qing's face was livid, and he turned around decisively, "No need!"

He picked up Huyue's body and walked out, no one stopped him.

Gongsun moved his body slightly, and said loudly, "Today, in the battle between Zuo Daoqi and the Tiger Clan of the Mountain and Sea Monster King, Zuo Daoqi wins, and Dajin will definitely win!"

As soon as these words came out, there seemed to be a kind of power circulating in everyone's hearts. A son of an unknown official's family stood up impulsively, and then yelled.

"Da Jin will win!"

This gaffe infected everyone, so more and more people got up.

"Da Jin will win!"

"Da Jin will win!"

Even Changyi, who prided himself on being calm and composed, stood up a little out of composure.

Among all the people, only Xia Xiaoyu was the calmest. She was holding the candied haws with a nonchalant expression on her face. Nothing could stop her yearning for food.

Standing in the field, Zuo Dodge was originally infected by Puci, and his almost unwavering emotions spewed out at this moment, as if he understood what a country is.

Why is the land of the Central Plains always ruled by the state, not the family...

"Da Jin...will win!"

In the stands far away, a young man in purple got up and sighed.

"He's stronger..."
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The news of the death fight outside the city spread in the city. The battle between Zuo Daoqi and Huyue was boasted by everyone. It didn't really matter how many people really saw the way and how many were bragging.

As long as Da Jin wins, that's fine.

Ji Lingjun sat on the dragon chair that symbolized the Ninth Five-Year Plan, with a slight smile on his face.

As an emperor, even though he was very interested in the battle outside the city, his status destined him not to be there in person, so Chen Guanshi used the method of Taoism, water, moon and mirror to transmit the screen, and personally explained it.

Yang Shen should explain that this kind of treatment may only be enjoyed by the current emperor.

"Liu Xi!"

Liu Xi has been waiting in the hall, "The minister is here!"

"Zuo Daoqi slashed the tiger and leaped outside the city, extolled me as a great Jin, gave him three coins and allowed him to enter the Tongtian Pavilion!"

Tongtian Pavilion, one of the real foundations of the Great Jin Dynasty, is the private land of the clan's mansion. It is rumored that it contains too many ancient Taoist classics left by the Taizu when Lin Chao was destroyed and Ma stepped into the rivers and lakes, with a collection of tens of thousands of volumes.

Liu Xi was slightly taken aback, but he didn't dare to say much, and quietly drafted an order from the sidelines.
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Zuo Dodge returned to the city alone and did not travel with anyone.

Now that the deathmatch is over, he no longer needs to live in the palace.

So he returned to the previous inn again, hung up a do not disturb sign, and entered the retreat.

Puci's so-called inheritance made him feel uneasy all the time. Zuo Chong's inner demons had been hidden in his body before, making him very sensitive to such things that wantonly entered his body.

He looked inside himself, and didn't find any other consciousness, the Guangmo wind even blew three times.

'Could it be that Puci is really dead? '

"I think he must have really died. After all, the blood rains from the sky, and the Dao is returned to the sky. If Pu Ci is not dead, he must still firmly control the source of Dao, and the blood rain should not fall." '

Although there is no other consciousness born in the body, it is not without changes. For example, the bones are glowing with golden light. If you look carefully, you can see densely packed characters painted on them.

It is indeed a kind of classic Buddhism.

These things, Zuo Dodge tried to clear them, and a strange feeling emerged, as if telling him how to clean them.

'To thoroughly comprehend and control these Buddhist teachings? '

Zuo Daoqi had a weird expression on his face. This Puci really did everything he could to make himself a monk.

He didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but he had an inexplicable feeling that if he didn't comprehend these Buddhist teachings and fade away the golden light in his body, it would be very difficult for him to become a yin god.

It's outrageous, the Yang God is really terrifying, there is only a wisp of remnant soul left, and there are such powerful and weird methods.

He summoned Daoxu, and there was this strange golden light in Daoxu's body, but it was being wiped out. Obviously, the distorted power in Daoxu's body was washing away these Buddha charms.

Zuo Daoqi felt relieved, as long as the Dao Ruins were not destroyed.

The next day, Zuo Daoqi originally wanted to go to the Shangshu Mansion, to meet the miraculous Xiangguo.

But was stopped.

Liu Xi walked in front, behind him was a little eunuch holding a purple gold wooden box, with a respectful face, "Mr. Zuo, please stay."

Zuo Dodge was stunned and a little surprised.

"Eunuch Liu is this?"

"Hehe, by His Majesty's order, come here to deliver the order to Zuo Daoqi, Mr. Zuo, please accept the order."

Zuo Dodge bowed down and knelt on one knee.

"Fengtian Chengyun Emperor, the edict said: Here is Zuo Daoqi, handsome in appearance, with a curtain hanging from the sky, rich and handsome, fighting with the demon kingdom and tiger leaping, to promote the prestige of our country, and to give three coins and swords, and allow him to enter Tongtian Pavilion to choose the three ways of Taoism , Qin this."

"Sir, accept the order."

Liu Xi put the imperial decree into Zuo Daoqi's hand, and then bowed to help him up. Behind him, the little eunuch put the wooden box in his hand aside, and then opened it carefully.

Inside was a golden long sword and a jade-colored token with the word Tongtian written on the front.

Originally thought that Liu Xi would leave just now, but unexpectedly, Liu Xiping stepped back to the little eunuch, and whispered to Zuo Daoqi.

"Is Mr. Zuo okay now?"

Left Dodge shook his head.

"If nothing happens, it's best to go to Tongtian Pavilion today..."

His voice was getting lower and lower, and the last few words were already directly transmitted by divine consciousness.

Zuo Daoqi looked strange, nodded heavily, and reached out his hand to take out a bottle of elixir from the Corpse Sect's treasury, "This is a tonic elixir that I got when I was traveling a few days ago. This kind of handicapped person is the most miraculous."

Liu Xi took it with a smile, "It's not too late, Mr. Zuo, let's go now."

The location of Tongtian Pavilion, no accident, is in the chassis of the Clan Mansion.

As for the Clan Mansion, Zuo Daoqi actually came quite a few times, but he still doesn't know how big the Clan Mansion is, how many people there are, and how many masters there are.

Although from the outside, the area of ​​the clan mansion is not too big, but the world is wonderful, and the secret of space folding is not uncommon for the clan mansion with Yang God sitting in charge.

Zuo Daoqi knew the reputation of Tongtian Pavilion before, but before that, although his level was not low, his cultivation level was not enough, and partly because of court games, Emperor Yuanji never allowed him to enter Tongtian Pavilion.

Now that Ji Lingjun is enthroned, he can be allowed to enter it.

Zuo Dodge accompanied him all the way, thinking about what kind of Taoism he should choose.

He doesn't lack killing methods, nor does he lack life-saving supernatural powers. At first glance, he doesn't seem to have any shortcomings.

But Zuo Daoqi saw very clearly about himself. Although he did not lack killing methods, his fighting skills were a bit single, and his life-saving supernatural powers were endless, but his speed was actually his weakness.

As a result, he was somewhat determined about his choice.

A method of killing, a method of speed, a method that can help him maintain his true self, and is conducive to refining the Buddhist scriptures of universal compassion.

Liu Xi walked in front and said in a low voice while there was no one around.

"Mr. Zuo, although Zongzheng is not here today, according to the temperament of the people in the Zongren Mansion, you can go up to the third floor at most."

"In the third layer, the highest level of Taoism is the third-grade Taoism. If you choose, it is best to choose this."

Liu Xi reminded carefully.

Zuo Daoqi once again expressed his gratitude. The reason why he came to the clan mansion today was because Ji Qianmao was not there, otherwise.

According to Ji Qianmang's emphasis on Tongtian Pavilion, even if he has the emperor's token, he can only enter the first floor of Tongtian Pavilion, and he can't find any good Taoist secrets at all.

Soon, he saw this Tongtian Pavilion.

There are five floors in total. In addition to all the guards of the pavilion, there are also six guards on duty in the capital. This is the most closely watched place in the clan mansion.

Zuo Daoqi looked at the signs on both sides of Tongtian Pavilion leisurely, and saw dragons and phoenixes dancing on them, with large characters.

"The pavilion is in the country, and the country is destroyed and the pavilion is burned!"

That bottle of elixir is very effective, Liu Xi explained in a low voice seeing Zuo Daoqi lingering.

"This is a book written by the Taizu in the past. It has a saying that if the Jin Dynasty falls one day, the emperor will burn the Tongtian Pavilion and die."

Zuo Daoqi couldn't help but sigh with emotion, no matter what kind of power it is, it attaches great importance to inheritance.

The Tongtian Pavilion is heavily guarded, which can be seen from the fact that the guards and Liu Xi, who are constantly patrolling, hardly let go of their hands holding orders.

This is almost stricter than the guards in the palace.

Even if he had already seen the Tongtian Pavilion from a distance, if he wanted to enter, he had to pass through nine arches. The strict investigation along the way made Zuo Daoqi amazed.

After passing through the last door, a white-haired eunuch hurried over.

"But Left Dodge?"

Liu Xi whispered, "This person is Qiu Shan, the eunuch of the Taizu period, who is a yin god."

Zuo Daoqi was taken aback, for this Tongtian Pavilion, he was in awe again.

"Exactly."

"Our family has received His Majesty's warrant, let's follow." Qiu Shan said calmly, flicking his whisk.

Zuo Daoqi didn't dare to be rude, and followed carefully, while Liu Xi stood in front of the last arch, not daring to take a step.

"Go in and see for yourself. Your sign can only go up to three floors, and you can only choose three kinds of Taoism. When you come down, you can find our family to give you rubbings."

Seeing that he didn't embarrass himself, Zuo Dodge breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly bowed and said.

"The junior knows, please rest assured senior."

(End of this chapter)