I searched for corpses in the Wuding River to extract entries

Chapter 150 360 Daoist Reality (Free 2)

(This chapter is a bit watery, I will give you another free chapter tomorrow)
The master's face couldn't help but change, and she quickly sent a message with her soul: "Master, don't say anything yet."

Xie Que nodded.

After all, the surrounding area is surrounded by King Yan's subordinates, if this method is to be implemented, there is no guarantee that King Yan will not sacrifice these warriors in the Xuanjia Army first.

The teacher's face became a little cloudy and uncertain.

The temptation to revive the dragon's veins is too great, and it has been expected for hundreds of years for generations of its grandparents.

But I don’t know how many lives will be invested, and I don’t know whether it will be effective.

Xie Que showed a smile that had nothing to do with him: "The poor monk is just talking, and the specific actions need to be decided by the master and the prince. After all, this method is really against the harmony of heaven."

The master pondered for a while, and suddenly seemed to have made some decision, and asked the old monk: "If there is enough... how sure is the master of resurrecting the dragon's veins?"

Xie Que laughed and groaned, knowing that the other party was about to take the bait:

"If it's enough, then it's 100%."

The teacher nodded, clasped her hands together, and said in a slightly apologetic tone, "Master is such an expert, but it's a pity that King Yan is busy with his affairs, so he can't come to meet the master in person. It's really a pity."

This is to tell Xie Que that he underestimated your old monk's strength.

If he had known earlier, King Yan would definitely come in person.

Xie Que just smiled and shook his head: "The poor monk only cares about big things in his heart, and doesn't care about such face-saving things."

After saying the Buddha's name, Master Shitai temporarily left, claiming that he was going to discuss with King Yan.

Master Sanxian's original idea was to arrange for Feng Tianyu to be placed in a temple near Jinmen City.

But now it is not only found that the old monk's strength is not good, but also has such a great ability to revive the dragon's veins.

Regardless of whether it is true or not, but the teacher thinks that King Yan would rather believe it, and would not be unwilling to try it.

This can't help but make the teacher think too carefully.

Xie Que was not in a hurry. Anyway, the hook he had set had already been bitten. As for whether the big fish or the small fish was hooked, it all depended on the determination of King Yan's party.

He looked at Princess Hongyun who was standing blankly aside, and the more he looked at it, the more strange he felt.

There were no traces of death around her body, which meant that Princess Hongyun was already a dead person.

But now under the cover of this mask, it is impossible to see the state.

The Dharma Guardian King Kong saw that the old monk was looking at Princess Hongyun constantly, so he coughed a few times: "Master, this is the prince's daughter, Princess Hongyun."

"However, I have been ill recently, and it is not convenient for me to speak."

It means to tell Xie Que not to read too much, and not to ask too much.

Xie Que didn't think about it so much, he just asked directly: "The old monk is also good at seeing a doctor, the princess is not feeling well, can I talk to the old monk?"

Unexpectedly, Princess Hongyun spoke coldly: "Don't bother Master."

Xie Que smiled and said, "Don't bother."

But in his heart, he was a little clear. It seemed that Princess Hongyun could still maintain the most basic thinking ability.

That means that it is not completely refined into an unconscious puppet, and its state may be similar to that of a zombie.

After a long while, seeing that the teacher still hadn't returned, Xie Que asked the Dharma Guardian Vajra at the side in a bored manner: "What's your name, little monk?"

When the Dharma Protector King heard this, he remembered Uncle Ji who had just been killed by the old monk. He couldn't help but shuddered and said with a trembling voice: "Master, I am an orphan. I have no surname."

Xie Que turned his head to look at the others, and the other Dharma Protectors had learned to answer quickly, shaking their heads one by one: "We are all orphans."

"Amitabha." Xie Que felt bored, so he stopped talking after saying the Buddha's name.

Not to mention how happy those few Dharma Protectors were when they saw the old monk shut up.

Xie Que let out a bit of courage and began to sense continuously.

If you want to draw the king of Yan's salary from the bottom of the pot, you must not let him kill all his sergeants in one go.

This jumping into the river, you have to take your time, otherwise the poor monk will not be able to catch it all.

Under this induction, Xie Que was really surprised.

In this Xuanjia army alone, there are no less than fifty martial arts masters.

A martial arts master is the commander of a thousand commanders, which means that King Yan's troops stationed in Jinmen City are no less than [-] warriors.

And the total number of martial arts masters in the entire Jinmen City, both openly and hidden by various sects, will not exceed this number.

However, Xie Que is not surprising considering that King Yan is using half of the resources of the Northern Zhou Dynasty to train his troops.

After all, the most indispensable thing in this world is people.

Not everyone has literary talent, but basically everyone can practice martial arts.

Of course, except for freaks like Tong Guan.

Moreover, King Yan had to guard the frontier defenses of the entire northern land, the bloodthirsty barbarians on the northwest grasslands, and the tribal barbarians in the Baishan Heishui in the northeast.

This was a strategy that the first emperor set up for King Yan to delay his troops, so that he could keep working hard and unable to accumulate power.

But a few years ago, the King of Yan was secretly doing business with the barbarians and many tribes, and even colluded with them.

This information was learned by Xie Que from the memories of the real people under King Yan.

And because there are so many martial arts masters under King Yan, there are not enough places to worship the gods.

He used a large amount of daily necessities in exchange for a place to worship the external evil god.

Outside of the Great Zhou Dynasty, there are poor mountains and rivers, so there are few believers and evil gods are rampant.

It's like the "Bloodthirsty King Kong" that the real person who Xie Que obtained the Scar of Death believed in.

Its statues and tribe of believers are now in the hands of King Yan.

He trained such a large number of Xuanjia troops for the purpose of worshiping gods and creating four realms on a large scale.

According to Xie Que's estimation, the four realms created by worshiping gods under King Yan's command may already be a terrifying number.

As for the corpses under the four realms, even if they are fished out now, it is difficult to generate useful entries.

At this time, Sanxian Shitai also came over.

Behind him, there is also a Taoist real person.

As soon as the real person opened his mouth, a terrifying aura emanated from him in an instant, and even those Dharma protectors who were not low in strength could hardly keep calm.

"Master has traveled thousands of miles, and this king has not personally welcomed me. I hope Master will not be offended."

Possession law?Xie Que showed no surprises, but his face was still full of smiles: "The prince manages everything every day, and the poor monk can understand it."

King Yan sighed, and a vast and majestic drum sound sounded from his body, which vaguely held up a golden barrier, covering only Xie Que, Master Tai and King Yan.

"In the past few years, Xiao Wang has been rude."

Xie Que recalled Feng Tianyu's memory, in the past few years, when the conch was still usable, King Yan always ignored Feng Tianyu.

After all, King Yan already knew Feng Tianyu's true realm, and he didn't particularly care about such a eighth-layer thunder robber.

But the journey has gone so far, even if Feng Tianyu wants to turn back, it is difficult, so he can only grit his teeth and continue to Da Zhou.

Xie Que showed a smile: "The rein of La Liema needs to be long, and the mind must be lenient when it comes to disputes. The poor monk has long forgotten these things."

Yan Wang also smiled and said: "Master is indeed a master."

The two exchanged hypocritical greetings again, but couldn't get to the point, the teacher couldn't help coughing a few times, and took the initiative to say: "Master, the matter of the dragon vein..."

Xie Que immediately clapped his hands: "It's the poor monk who forgot."

He raised his head, a glimmer of light flashing in his eyes:
"360 Daoist disciples or worshipers of gods can revive the dragon energy from this vein."

(End of this chapter)