Dragon Vein Martial God

An old Taoist looked at a broken wooden card. His face was unbelievable. He seemed to be unable to accept the death of bailijing.

"Let's see what happened to him before he died..." Another old Taoist whispered.

With its voice, a ripple flashed and the light curtain rose.

In the light screen, it just shows the picture of bailijing before he died. Until bailijing died in the hands of Jiang Ting, the light screen just disappears.

After seeing clearly, the people became angry instantly: "Damn, damn!"

One of them even showed his killing intention: "Hao Ran Qi Ha ha, I said, that person is close to ghosts, not trustworthy! "

"What's the use of saying that now?" The rest of the people showed low spirits.

When the man heard this, he was silent for a moment, and his killing intention was even worse: "if it wasn't for the damned emperor's suppression by Da Zhou, how could we be forced to leave the mountain gate, just a child Damn... "

From a distance, the ancestral hall is located on the top of a mountain.

Here, the mountains gather, endless clouds and white fog spread, and from time to time, you can see a lot of spiritual objects flying in the mountains, which is a scene of immortal family.

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Dazhou, the capital of the emperor.

Majestic style, deep in the palace, there is a palace called Xuanling hall.

Xuanling hall, singing and dancing, countless beautiful singers are dancing, many sounds of silk and bamboo reverberate around the hall.

Deep down.

A burly man in a Black Dragon Robe is half lying in the deep, quietly watching many songs and dances. If he is closer, he can see a little deep.

He is the king of Zhou in this ghost world!

His name, no one knows Since he ascended the throne as emperor, in the eyes of others, he has only been called Big Zhou, Emperor!

Zhou Huang!

"Your Majesty, I beg to see you." A eunuch knelt at the door of the palace, his voice slightly shrill.

The emperor of Zhou did not lift his head: "please."

"Biography, master protector." The eunuch's shrill voice came from afar.

About a quarter of an hour later.

"Step on..."

With the sound of footsteps, miaokong, which Jiang Ting had seen, appeared at the door of the palace: "Your Majesty."

The voice is still full of Sanskrit, and the face is still full of kindness But different from what Jiang Ting saw, miaokong at the moment is the real body! The voice is full of neutral, difficult to distinguish between male and female.

The emperor of Zhou finally took his eyes away from the song and dance, and laughed: "ha ha, the mage will not come to persuade me to go to court, too!"

Miaoyin droops her head and brows, without saying anything.

Seeing this, the emperor of Zhou looked back at Song and dance: "when I suppress the whole world, some trivial things will be handled by civil and military officials. If they can't handle even some trivial things, I might as well drag them out and chop them down."

"Your Majesty, general Feng Hai left the capital. I pay attention to it with the skill of Xuanguang His royal highness, return to heaven. " Miaokong still lowered her eyebrows and lowered her head. Her face was unspeakable kindness.

The emperor of Zhou sat up and said, "my grandson was killed It seems that Feng Hai is forced to do nothing. "

"According to Xuanguang's observation, the crown prince colluded with the people of Shanye, so he did not return to the capital."

After a pause, miaokong sighed: "general Feng Hai gave up the sharp blade and tried to separate the crown prince and the treacherous sycophant with his bare hands. Unexpectedly, the crown prince made the treacherous sycophant kill with the sharp blade, regardless of the lives of our soldiers in Dazhou..."

"Needless to say." The emperor of Zhou is cold.

Miaokong stops in an instant.

Here, only the singing and dancing continues.

I don't know how long later, Emperor Zhou's eyes showed a little dispirited: "it's all right for the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty to doubt me. Now, even the emperor and his grandchildren are bewitched by treacherous and sycophantic people. It seems that I'm old, and some people can't wait for me to abdicate."

Your majesty, I've been looking up for three hundred years, but I'm still looking forward to my life and death

The emperor of Zhou suddenly showed his anger: "yes, all the officials, all the royal families, one by one I want to live a long life and reproduce the flourishing age of my ancestors, but one by one I'm so angry

Miaokong bowed his head again and said nothing.

Although the emperor is fatuous However, fatuous, but also has a degree.

For example, miaokong can't win the trust of the great king of Zhou just by words If there is no miaokong coming, the king of the Zhou Dynasty must be white haired now. How can the old man who is about to go to the earth be today's burly body!

For example, at this moment, even though he is extremely extravagant, he does not even care about the affairs of the court, but the right of being a royal family is still in his hands. What he does not care about is just a small matter. If it comes to the national affairs, how can he ignore it?

Even miaokong is glad at the moment If not 300 years ago, the royal family decided to force daomen Buddhism to retire, or if not more than 300 years ago, because of a disaster, the royal family lost the record of daomen Buddhism.How can he bewilder the master of Zhou in this imperial city!

He was in a myriad of moods, but miaokong didn't look strange: "Your Majesty, now I haven't accomplished my great work and your Majesty's longevity has not been realized. Please don't be angry Please forgive me for being disrespectful to the royal family. Although the crown prince has a high status, it is insignificant compared with his Majesty's holy body. "

Without waiting for an answer, miaokong sighed: "it's human misery for a white haired man to send a black haired man. Once your majesty sees it for a long time, such misery will continue. It's not enough to complain about the mercilessness of heaven and the longevity of people."

"It's hard for you, master. When you first came to the imperial capital, you still remember that you were full of vigor. But I'm old now."

After a pause, Zhou Huang shook his head and sighed: "people say that I am fatuous Hum, I don't know the superiority or inferiority. It's just a group of pariahs. I understand the master's worries. Don't worry. I gave the emperor and his grandson an opportunity. Since he insisted on seeking death, it's not worth dying. Feng Hai acted according to my heart. I won't blame him. "

The royal family is heartless.

If there is no miaokong, Feng Hai and his gang may be angry when they return to the imperial capital, but now miaokong says The disaster disappeared without a trace.

A sycophant can't be seen only by his appearance. He has no real talent and learning. He is not qualified to be a sycophant in the imperial court!

Just like miaokong, all Buddhists know that he is evil. However, between miaokong's words, every word is for the sake of Emperor Zhou All of a sudden, the magicians, how can they trust the emperor of Zhou.

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Qinghe, near the top of the mountain.

Jiang Ting is still sitting quietly on the top of the mountain, and Hong Lian is dancing on the top of the cliff in front of him.

"Ding..." The sound of the zither reverberates in the mountains.

I don't know where that Qin came from.

"The two residents are very elegant." With the female voice, miaokong comes with a breeze. At the same time, there is a red fox that he is carrying.

Jiang Ting's fiddle: "five days."

Hong Lian stops dancing in a flash and comes back to the back of Jiang Ting, quite restless.

Miaokong saw this and lowered his eyebrow: "I'm presuming."

Between the words, Sanskrit spread.