Buddhist Cultivation: Starting from Divination

Chapter 162 You Are My Wife, That's Enough

On Wuji Immortal Peak, the hustle and bustle of the past turned into dead silence.

Instead, the sun was covered by black clouds, the high-altitude aura fluctuated complicatedly, and the wind howled.

Madam is actually the Great Xia Empress? !

How can it be!

Upon hearing the news, Zhao Huai's mind went blank.

His pupils dilated, and there was a look of disbelief in his eyes.

Impossible, isn't Empress Daxia a ruthless female Rakshasa and executioner Rentu?

Wasn't she the 50 soldiers who killed Dayan?

Didn't she kill the queen mother and young master and ascend to the throne by herself?
How could such a person be Madam?
In Zhao Huai's head, he desperately searched for the connection between Empress Daxia and his wife.

In just a split second, many doubts that had been ignored before all surfaced in front of my eyes.

Madam said that she has two older brothers who are fighting over the family property.

Could it be that King Yan and King Qin were fighting for the throne within Daxia?
It was a bit of a coincidence that Madam left the capital just before and after the death of Emperor Taizu.

In fact, it was to visit his father?

She said that she was kicked out of the house, but she never revealed where her family was, what meritorious service she had made for Daxia, and what military exploits and achievements she had. She never said anything about it.

This means that the so-called general status is just a part of her military career?

During the trip to the capital, he was imprisoned in the sky prison not because of the implication of the family, but because of the failure to fight for the throne.

When the Demon Sect invaded Jinzhou, the wife left, not because she disappeared, but because she returned to Daxia from the common people and regained power!
In other words, he was not mistaken about the figure at the other end of the river more than a year ago.
It is the lady herself!

Zhao Huai's brain was working quickly, and combined with Song Zhishu's previous analysis, all of this seemed so reasonable.

"It sucks, it sucks."

In the void, the phantoms of Situ Huan, the devil's son, overlapped one after another.

Sirius picks the moon, the blood moon is in the sky, the devil boy covers his ears, the dark star ascends the dragon and other changes are all in one body.

The majestic and terrifying magic power erupted, and with a "boom" of the air wave, Gu Tianji, who was driving the river of sword energy, was sent flying backwards.

A mouthful of bright blood spit out, and his face was even paler than before.

The long river of sword energy dissipated, leaving a deep trail on the white clouds in the sky.

"Gu Tianji!"

Seeing this scene, Elder Bai yelled, feeling bad in his heart.

If this continues, Gu Tianji is afraid that he will die in the Wuji Immortal Sect.

The Lord of Longevity is just such a proud disciple, if he dies here, it will be fine.

But apart from Gu Tianji, there are really not many young disciples who can stand up.

The other true disciples of the Golden Core Realm just now, including the guard disciple Xu Muchen, were no match for Situ Huan.

Situ Huan is a Rank [-] Golden Core, and there are faint signs of breaking through the Rank [-] Golden Core, and his cultivation has reached the peak of the Golden Core. It is still too difficult to defeat him.

Even Gu Tianji, who is extremely talented in the Taoist sect, can only fight to the fifth transformation of the Heavenly Demon, and then falls into a disadvantage and loses at the beginning. The other disciples are no match for the first transformation.

The Wuji Immortal Sect is not a disciple without extraordinary talents, but they are all guarding other mountain gates, or outside the Lingshan Mountain, and have not returned for a long time.

"Brother Gu!"

Seeing that Gu Tianji was seriously injured, Zhao Huai was also extremely worried.

"Hand over the ancestral artifact, and I will spare his life."

Situ Huan said indifferently, his purpose of this trip is very clear, which is the ancestral artifact on Zhao Huai.

Only by obtaining the ancestral artifact can the demon master break free from the seal hundreds of years ago and see the light of day again.

As the direct heir of the Demon Lord, this is his mission.

If you want to reach a higher realm in the future, ask the immortals to kowtow, and explore other worlds outside the world, you must rescue the devil.

Zhao Huai frowned, and subconsciously wanted to take out the magic sword in Xuanjie.

But the hands are empty and nothing appears.

The whole person couldn't help being taken aback.

His flying sword suffered from self-explosion of the golden core, and it was damaged, so there was no way to use it again.

His combat power has undoubtedly dropped a notch.

The moment Zhao Huai failed to find the sword, Situ Huan disappeared in place expressionlessly, turned into a hurricane, and rushed towards him.

"My husband, be careful!"

Yu Qinghan yelled, shot out, and grabbed Zhao Huai's shoulders. A hot golden pill appeared in midair, emitting an incomparable golden light, forming a pure golden shield, resisting it. Situ Huan's blow.

The two auras confronted each other, the air was turbulent, and strong winds blew up.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, two rainbow lights came from Yujing Gate.

One purple, one green.

The figures of a man and a woman gradually became clear, and the two young disciples returned to Wuji Immortal Sect.

"Look! It's Senior Sister Zi Yun and Senior Brother Chen Jianshu!"

"It's actually Senior Sister Ziyun! I heard that she swallowed the purple energy of heaven and earth when she was just born. Powerful, he is the leader of my Purple Electric Immortal Peak lineage!"

"Senior brother Chen is not yet, he has cultivated to the perfection of the seven-turn golden core, pure yang root, and the "Wuji Sword Sutra" has cultivated to the seventh level that no one can reach. Qi, known as the Little Sword Master, his strength is similar to Situ Huan, so it may not be impossible to win."

Many disciples of the Wuji Immortal Sect, who were fighting fiercely with the monks of the Demon Sect, showed joy on their faces.

Zi Yun and Chen Jianshu are two peak disciples among the true disciples of the Wuji Immortal Sect. With them sitting in charge, it is naturally much easier.

"Situ Huan, don't be presumptuous!"

Zi Yun is a tall and slender woman in a purple dress, and there is a cold glow between her brows at this moment.

A quaint purple rapier came out of its sheath in the blink of an eye, and struck in Situ Huan's direction.

"Eat my sword too!"

Chen Jianshu was dressed in the attire of an elegant young man, and his talisman was an emerald green snake-shaped sword, curved and full of awe-inspiring sword intent.

Also hit in the direction of the devil.

"Hmph! Let's go together."

There was no fear on Situ Huan's face, he smiled sternly, and the thick phantom appeared again.

He controls the phantom, and fights fiercely between the two, without losing the wind at all!

At this time, Yu Qinghan took Zhao Huai with him, shifted his shape, and appeared on other pumice stones.

Feeling the warmth and the soft touch between his hands, Zhao Huai looked at Yu Qinghan's delicate side face, smiled lightly and said:

"I should have guessed."

"disappointed?"

Yu Qinghan's eyes seemed to contain autumn water, and then he smiled faintly.

She had speculated about the identity of her husband, but she never dared to think about Prince Dayan.

What kind of pawnbroker, what kind of father is favored by Dayan.

It's all just a disguise.

His sympathy for Dayan is not sympathy, and his hatred for Dayan is not groundless.

Why is it that the cultivation level is so high, and he can break into the imperial city without changing his face, slashing the capital with a single sword, and why the Dayan National Games will recover in the south.

All the reasons are now explained, because he is the last prince of Dayan, who escaped to death five years ago and lived in seclusion among the people. Restoring the country and revenge are both his missions. The reason why Dayan can grow so quickly is that It is the husband who stands behind and pushes.

No wonder Pei Xiangyun couldn't find anything about him, it was blank, and there was such a relationship in it.

"Husband, if I had known your identity earlier, how could I have worked so hard to hide it?"

"Someone not only thinks that I'm a fake, but also opposes me everywhere, intending to overthrow the Daxia regime. I'm afraid they still want the head of the empress?"

"This man, can he be considered a heartless man?"

After Yu Qinghan's words, although the words were heavy, his eyes were as gentle as water, and he didn't mean to blame at all.

Zhao Huai stared at her with burning eyes, and said: "It's still the same words, no matter who the wife is or what her status is, my heart for you has never changed."

"You are my wife, that's enough."

The tone is serious and affectionate, which makes people feel moved.

Yu Qinghan looked at Zhao Huai affectionately, her heart was about to melt, she just wanted to throw herself into her husband's arms, but when she thought of something, she sighed again:
"I didn't expect that my original intentions would lead to so many mistakes. In my husband's eyes, I might be that female Rakshasa who kills without batting an eye in folklore."

Whether it was the identity of killing hundreds of thousands of soldiers in Dayan, or the infamy of killing the queen mother and young master, they were all charges placed on her by others, in order to make her suffer the abuse of the world.

But in fact, she never did any of these things.

At the beginning, she was opposed to the proposal to kill the Yan soldiers who surrendered, but her elder brother, the King of Qin, privately killed these Yan soldiers on the grounds of insufficient food and grass.

The crime was naturally borne by her coach.

As for the queen mother and young master, it was also a pain in her heart. Her uncle ignored her order and killed them in the middle of the night when she sent troops to prevent future troubles. The mother and child died.

There is too much malice in this world.

Zhao Huai held Yu Qinghan's jade hand and comforted him: "What is the difficulty, now the difficulty is gone."

"If there is anything left to say in the future, it's not too late, I believe you."

Yu Qinghan smiled softly, didn't say much, everything he didn't say was in it, and this word of belief explained everything.

Zhao Huai touched Yu Qinghan's fragile skin and smiled: "Princess Daxia back then happened to marry Prince Dayan. Tell me, is this God's will?"

A few years ago, Madam, wasn't she the missing princess of Daxia?
She just happened to marry herself, is it really just the guidance of the golden copper coin at work?
Yu Qinghan smiled sweetly and blinked her phoenix eyes: "Maybe it's really God's will."

Then Liu raised his eyebrows, with a smile in his beautiful eyes, he half-jokingly said: "My good husband, don't worry about the great inflammation, why don't you come to my Great Xia to be an official~"

The slightly hoarse and pleasant voice made people feel numb and crisp.

Zhao Huai smiled slightly, and said: "Madam said this, why can't you come to my Dayan as a guest, I promise to treat you as a guest."

Yu Qinghan's eyes were bright, as if he had thought of something.

Now that the Lord of Great Southern Flames is my husband, maybe some other methods can be used to avoid unnecessary disasters and wars.

Zhao Huai looked at the rainbow lights fighting in the void.

"It's not a long-term solution after all."

"The Promise Immortal Sect, as the head of the immortal sect, must not fall. If it falls, the world will not be able to survive."

"I think we must do something, what do you say, ma'am?"

While talking, Zhao Huai turned around and looked at Yu Qinghan.

"In the battle between immortals and demons, the Immortal Sect cannot be defeated. We must give an explanation to the world." Yu Qinghan nodded, standing behind Zhao Huai and said.

"It was my husband who protected me before, but this time I will protect my husband!"

Yu Qinghan's red lips were moist, and her phoenix eyes were firm and murderous. After saying this, she left the floating pumice stone and headed towards the sky to kill Situ Huan.

As the breeze blew, a head of black hair fluttered, and the residual fragrance made Zhao Huai lose his mind.

He quickly regained his composure and couldn't help thinking.

How to get through this crisis.

How can I put my wife in danger.

Although the red gas smoke in front of him has faded, it still exists, which shows that the crisis still exists.

In the next second, Zhao Huai took out a golden copper coin.

How long has he not used copper coins.

It's been a long time since I've been in retreat for a year and I haven't flipped a coin.

"Since my wife and I have reunited, we cannot let the Demon Gate destroy this peaceful life."

【Fortune and misfortune depend on each other, just look at it】

[Hexagram [-]: It's none of your business, hang on high, leave Lingshan, the instruction you get is "disaster". 】

[Hexagram [-]: Killing the enemy with the sword, there is a chance in Wuji, and forcibly resisting the enemy, the instruction you get is "disaster". 】

[The third hexagram: eight-turn golden elixir, a myth in the world, condense the golden elixir to defend against incoming enemies, and the instruction you get is "blessing". 】

Seeing the prompt, Zhao Huai couldn't help frowning.

The hexagrams show that escaping is not a good result, maybe he will be chased and killed by other demon monks.

But if you go directly to help, you may die suddenly.

After all, this Situ Huan is the No. 100 Arrogant of the Demon Sect, a disciple of the Demon Lord, and has been born for [-] years. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the strongest Arrogant of this era.

Without a weapon at hand, the strength is not enough to fight.

It was the third hexagram that made Zhao Huai a little confused.

"Eight-turn golden elixir, when did it happen?"

Zhao Huai inspected the sea of ​​qi, and found that the phantom of the golden elixir in his body was already like a real elixir, and at the same time, his whole body had undergone the eighth tempering.

"Is it time to drink dragon wine?"

Zhao Huai suddenly remembered that what happened to him while drinking, he might have made a breakthrough at that time.

"It seems that we can only condense the golden core right now." Zhao Huai murmured and clenched his five fingers into a fist.

It is a good thing to be able to condense the eighth-rank golden elixir, the only pity is that I did not make it to the ninth-rank golden elixir.

Condensing the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir is the supreme power, the king of ancient and modern times.

Looking at all eras, even in the Middle Ages, nine-turn golden elixirs are not common.

Anyone who can condense the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir is a human immortal, celestial being, and Taoist ancestor in the Middle Ages.

In order to save my life, I can't take care of so much right now.
Zhao Huai sat cross-legged on the pumice stone, his qi sank in his dantian, his mood was cleared, he stood firm on the Lingtai, and the phantom of the golden elixir in the sea of ​​qi rose slowly.

"Ding!"

"Shh!"

Several figures in the sky are fighting.

Yu Qinghan joined Zi Yun and Chen Jianshu's team to fight against Situ Huan's 36 Heavenly Demon Transformations.

She was at the forefront, holding a halberd that weighed as much as ten thousand pounds, and it was extremely fast, and it smashed towards the phantom in the void.

"Boom!"

A loud noise came, and several people separated.

Looking at Yu Qinghan's figure, Situ Huan was slightly surprised.

He clearly felt that the Empress of Great Xia was stronger than these two disciples combined.

Especially that body of mana and physical strength is quite weird.

The affinity of heaven and earth aura is too strong, even higher than him.

He couldn't help thinking of a possibility.

"Could it be that she is a fairy root that doesn't come out in thousands of years?"

Thinking of this, a trace of greed flashed across Situ Huan's eyes.

He knows a secret method to deprive the spirit root, if he can transplant this fairy root into his body, then he will be truly invincible.

I am afraid that it can surpass the barrier that no one has broken through for 500 years!

After that, Situ Huan focused on Yu Qinghan, and used many methods to attack her.

"Boom!"

Sudden.

There was a buzzing sound from the Wuji Immortal Sect.

Streams of golden air gushed out from inside a fairy peak.

The disciples of the Promise Immortal Sect, the fairy Tianjiao, the monks of the Demon Sect, and the priests of the Nascent Soul of the Demon Palace who were floating in the air all looked surprised, looking at the incomparably mighty golden energy in the sky.

Watching this scene change.

This ray of golden immortal energy became more and more intense, until finally, it formed a column of divinely shining golden energy soaring into the sky, breaking through the black cloud in the sky!
As if something was born!
(End of this chapter)