fifth form

"Did the Empress Dowager commit some kind of taboo on luck? She seems to have been targeted one after another. Could it be that she has defeated His Majesty's imperial luck?"

After the horse was far away for five or six miles and penetrated into the mountains and forests, Zhang Xuezhou watched the huge cavalry and convoy from a distance.

When marching in the dark, pedestrians avoid it, let alone ordinary people. Even if there is a prime minister standing in front of him, if there is a misunderstanding, arrows will rain down in an instant.

Zhang Xuezhou was even further away.

If Li Guang, the chief guard of Weiyang Palace, led the team, Zhang Xuezhou felt that he would run further.

Five or six miles seems far away, but it is too close for the cavalry. A charge and a flying bow and arrow can hit the distant target.

Until he felt relatively safe, Zhang Xuezhou stood in the mountains and watched the cavalry convoy whizzing by from a distance.

Thinking of Shen Peigong and others who were digging holes and tunnels in the village, Zhang Xuezhou felt that Shen Peigong's target was most likely the Empress Dowager.

The Empress Dowager's body is contaminated with evil spirits and is unknown, and she is likely to be hit by fate magic again.

This was a figure who stood at the top of the Han Dynasty. His power and strength were at the top level, but in the constant battles, the Empress Dowager also continued to fall.

When this situation made Zhang Xuezhou sigh, he couldn't help but also think about why the other party ended up like this.

This is obviously an excellent case and can also be used as a reference for Zhang Xuezhou in terms of movement skills.

Not only the Empress Dowager, but also Emperor Jing, Prince Liang and others were like this. They clearly had the best luck in the court, but they ended up in a miserable end.

This is mixed with the conflict of top luck people, which also leads to the prosperous luck of these people being mediocre.

Shen Peigong belongs to the Confucian clan leader of the Lu School, and he is also a person with good luck.

This will obviously have some sort of hedging effect.

“I can’t defeat Your Majesty when cultivating my luck in the future!”

After making continuous judgments, Zhang Xuezhou's most insightful piece was quickly summarized.

But cultivating luck is to steal the luck of the emperor. This conclusion made Zhang Xuezhou feel in a dilemma for a while, he just felt that the technique of cultivating luck was neither left nor right.

Of course, if you can't do it right or left, you can give up practicing luck.

It's just that Zhang Xuezhou didn't have much time to survive. He felt that he would definitely be eager for quick success and see if it was possible to break free from the constraints on him.

Most of his utilitarian influence stems from the binding of extraterrestrial demons.

If there were no life threats, Zhang Xuezhou felt that his life would be pretty good.

As long as the scene of the battle with Huang appeared in his mind, and Zhang Xuezhou thought about what he would do to the extraterrestrial demon who had stronger abilities, he would feel unreasonable urgency in his heart, and it would be difficult to stop himself from pursuing quick success and profit.

Zhang Xuezhou is now more certain that if his cultivation reaches the level of an emperor, or even if he is inferior to an emperor, he will most likely be able to protect himself.

Although he has never entered the realm of supernatural power, Zhang Xuezhou did have thoughts about standing at the level of an emperor.

He took a deep breath of cold air and felt that a person like him was suitable for Duoduo camp.

As long as there is no threat to his life, Zhang Xuezhou feels that everything can be compromised. But as long as it is helpful to his life, Zhang Xuezhou feels that he will definitely face the difficulties.

"I have studied Huang Lao's skills all my life, and I am stuck in jail and it is difficult to extricate myself!"

Thinking of himself, Zhang Xuezhou looked at the Empress Dowager.

He couldn't help but want to see if the Empress Dowager could break this situation.

"go!"

When the cavalry convoy passed by, Zhang Xuezhou quickly urged the black horse to run towards the civilian area outside Chang'an City.

This is a place that both he and Rong Tianding are very familiar with, and Wei Shaoer's thatched cottage is also suitable for temporary residence.

Compared to the carriage, the black and white horses were undoubtedly extremely fast. Apart from the fact that running around at night made Rong Tianding and Yi Yan so cold that their lips turned white and they couldn't even speak, there were no other bad effects.

Perhaps because Wei Shao'er's establishment of power at that time was a serious deterrent, no one has taken advantage of this thatched house to live in it yet.

The room is relatively simple, but everything is there.

Zhang Xuezhou lit a fire in the fire pit and heated the hanging stove with water.

"You guys warm up by the fire and drink some hot water first, and I'll go lie down!"

Zhang Xuezhou gestured to himself, whispered to Rong Tianding, and then lay back on the straw bed.

His Yang soul flickered, and then he walked out of the body.

As long as it maintains an effective connection with the body, Zhang Xuezhou's yang soul can be an invisible thing, and it can also quickly condense into the body of the yang soul formed by the master to show its form.

He Yangpo stood up and slipped out through the crack in the door.

By the time he jumped into the sky, he was already drifting towards Yangling.

For travelers, a journey of dozens of miles is difficult and difficult, but for those who are good at flying, a journey of tens of miles only takes a moment.

In the distance, red lanterns hang high, making Yangling brightly lit.

When the cavalry guards drove in with torches, Yangling was illuminated like daylight.

Zhang Xuezhou's Yang Soul form will be noticed by great practitioners, but not by ordinary practitioners.

It's no different from Shen Peigong's bold and confident escape from Yang Po for inspection. Yang Po would not be beaten to death under normal circumstances. It would only cause trouble if someone discovered his identity.

Zhang Xuezhou's body floated. He did not stand proudly in the air as an observer, but blended into the middle of the cavalry.

As many cavalrymen dismounted and walked after entering Yangling to show their respect for Emperor Jing, Zhang Xuezhou also followed slowly.

He focused his eyes on the front. It was the standard high-standard carriage of Anle Palace, and it must be carrying the mistress of Anle Palace.

"The Great Buddha with supernatural powers, the monk with great supernatural powers?"

The carriage in Anle Palace was still running forward, and it slowly stopped in front of the emperor's mausoleum.

The formation of the tomb was out of control, causing the tomb to be filled with evil spirits and filled with loess. The entire imperial mausoleum had turned into a huge earth bag.

In front of the imperial mausoleum, a skinny old monk sat cross-legged in front of the tomb door and recited scriptures.

The arrival of the royal motorcade did not change the old monk's expression at all. It was not until the Queen Mother stepped out of the carriage that the old monk raised his head.

"Have you ever found the Tathagata who taught me the Buddha?" the old monk stopped chanting the mantra and asked.

"Not yet," the Empress Dowager responded with a slight bow.

"Have you found the Dinghai Pearl I need?" the old monk asked again.

"I have sent orders to various parts of the Han Dynasty. It will take some time to send back the news," the Empress Dowager said: "But I heard that Zhu Jiuyin seems to have an incredible cave-heaven orb!"

"You can only get in or out of Zhu Jiuyin's place, and the old monk can't do anything about it." The old monk shook his head and said, "I can't get that bead back!"

"Taoist Priest Ran Deng is also the master of a holy land. Could it be that he can't defeat the big monster of his side?" asked the Empress Dowager.

"You can win the fight." Taoist priest Ran Deng nodded and shook his head and said: "But the gains outweigh the losses in the fight, so it's better to look for other beads. After all, there are twenty-four beads, so it doesn't matter if you take one less!"

The monk who performs the ritual in front of the emperor's mausoleum is a hairless monk, but he is also called Taoist priest by the Empress Dowager. The identity contradiction is extremely weird.

The other party calls Tathagata a disciple of Buddhism, and he is obviously a member of the Western religion.

Perhaps the other party was a Taoist in the past, so he was familiar with the Empress Dowager, the powerful leader of Taoism.