I, The Confucian Sword Immortal, Have Been In Tianyong City for 300 Years

Chapter 271

Chapter 270 Hun and Po, Let Li Shimin Return

Hearing this, Wei Zheng had a serious face and stepped in first as a benevolent one.

Upon seeing this, Yuchi Jingde turned his head and said, “Han Shangxian, let’s go in too.”

The three were led by the eunuch and entered the palace together.

When I crossed the threshold, I smelled a faint scent of soothing fragrance.

Han Cheng raised his eyes slightly and saw the emperor’s imperial couch not far away.

A curtain of yellow gauze was shrouded around the imperial couch, and Tang Taizong Li Shimin lying quietly inside was faintly visible.

Crown Prince Li Chengqian and a few eunuch guards stood by.

Li Chengqian frowned and his face was full of sorrow. When the three of them came, he barely smiled and said, “Master Wei, Master Yuchi, I finally look forward to you.”

“I have seen His Royal Highness.”

Yuchi Jingde and Wei Zheng saluted together, and Han Cheng stood quietly on the side, but did not act.

“Two adults, don’t be polite. Father is still waiting for your treatment~ Oh, this is the expert who revealed the emperor’s list? Haven’t asked Gao for his name?”

After Li Chengqianxu helped them up, he asked Han Cheng without mind.

He knows that some people with real skills are arrogant, and it doesn’t hurt to give some Face. If it is cheating, it is not too late to teach you a lesson.

“My last name is Han.”

Han Cheng faintly replied: “His Royal Highness, since time is running out, please let me come and heal the Lord.”

“Han Xianren, it’s not that I underestimated you, but your majesty’s dragon body is dyingly ill and powerless! Except for the treatment of Da Luo Jinxian, it is somewhat possible to cure it.”

Li Chengqian did not speak, but Wei Zheng spoke first.

Wei Zheng was also a member of the Xuanmen, and his fame was grand in the court. Li Chengqian and Yuchi Jingde were so affirmed by him that they were a little flustered.

Sickly ill, helpless?

Isn’t that the end of the saint! ?

“Yes?”

Han Cheng just smiled faintly and didn’t say much.

Obviously, Wei Zheng wanted to take the opportunity to show his ability. He wanted to see what kind of waves the little Earth Immortals could make in front of him.

Li Chengqian hurriedly said, “Master Wei, according to you, isn’t the emperor father?…”

“It’s not impossible.”

Wei Zheng stroked his beard and said calmly: “I and Cui, the judge of Fengdu, are friends of Babai. We know each other very well! After he took office in Yinsi, he often met with me. If your Majesty returns to the west, Hun and Po will be introduced to the underworld. I will now speak with the judge Cui Zhi, and guarantee that your Majesty will come back safe and sound!”

Judge Cui is Cui Yu, the famous Judge of Yin Division.

Li Chengqian and Yuchi Jingde were surprised to hear that Wei Zheng had such a skill. Li Chengqian was overjoyed and said: “It’s so good! Very good! I also ask Master Wei to inform the judge immediately! Don’t accept my father by mistake!”

“His Royal Highness, don’t worry. I will contact him now.”

Wei Zheng smiled with confidence, took out a simple bronze mirror from his sleeve, hand seals the spell, and prepared to summon Cui Yu.

Magic power fluctuations just revealed.

Han Cheng hand seals on the side.

In an instant, within ten miles of him was cut off by an invisible force.

Han Cheng has sealed off this area with magic power. Unless Cultivation Base Realm is superior to him, it will never be possible to communicate with the outside world.

Therefore, no matter how Wei Zheng casts hand seals, it is useless.

A dozen times in a row, the bronze mirror remained motionless and did not respond at all.

“No! No way!”

Wei Zheng glanced uncomfortably at the Prince and the Shangshu of the Ministry of War, and then he hand-seals and shouted: “Get up! Get up!”

This Nether Treasure Mirror is a Magic Treasures. Except for his life, Flying Sword, the most precious thing on his body, I used this to contact Cui Yu in the past, it is impossible to send it out!

“Master Wei, what’s going on?” Li Chengqian frowned.

Yuchi Jingde also urged: “My Prime Minister, can you do it?”

“There must be something wrong! Wait a minute!” Wei Zheng wiped the sweat from his forehead.

“It seems that Master Wei’s methods are not working.”

At this time, Han Cheng smiled and stood up.

Wei Zheng looked at him, suddenly showing anger, and said, “Are you doing a ghost!?”

“Master Wei Magic Treasures doesn’t listen, what does it have to do with me?”

Han Cheng said indifferently, “Since Master Wei can’t help it, it’s my turn to have a try. Please let me go.”

Li Chengqian looked at Wei Zheng with disappointment, and shook his head helplessly.

And Yuchi Jingde said: “Great, Han Shangxian, come and give it a try!”

“Um.”

Han Cheng answered, looking at Li Shimin who was lying on the bed not far away, there was a faint golden light in his eyes.

“Three souls and seven souls, two souls and six souls have gone.”

Han Cheng could see Li Shimin’s physical condition through the eyes of the sky, and said to himself: “Sure enough, I went to the underworld for a cutscene. The purpose of leaving this soul and soul is to keep the body intact. Humph, tell Judge Cui? Follow your discussion. Come, what sabotage do I do?”

Thinking of this, Han Cheng swept his sleeves, and suddenly a white long banner appeared in his hand.

He walked towards Li Shimin’s imperial couch, and two burly bodyguards immediately stepped forward, trying to stop him.

Li Chengqian said at this time: “Don’t be rude, withdraw!”

The minister of his own court doesn’t work, he can only count on Han Cheng now.

Upon hearing the words, the two guards bowed their heads and retired obediently.

Han Cheng was indifferent, and stood the white banner next to Li Shimin, and began to mutter something to himself.

No one in this palace can hear exactly what you are reading! Because every word and sentence contains full of great principles and mysteries! Those with low Realm can’t even make the meeting.

“.〃This is!?”

Wei Zheng’s eyes were shocked. He was shaking with all his heart just because he felt the mystery of this great avenue. Who is this surname Han?

Accompanied by Han Cheng’s mysterious chanting.

A mysterious and mysterious power enveloped Li Shimin.

“Although soul-calling is not a mysterious power, but I, the Daluo Jinxian, can call it back even if the Taiyi Jinxian goes to the underworld! Let alone Li Shimin, a mortal, Hun and Po~”

Han Cheng thought in his heart, after chanting the last note of spiritualism, he suddenly drank: “Come back!”

Rumble!

The power of heaven and earth exploded like a ignited bomb!

Li Chengqian, Yuchi Jingde, Wei Zheng, and many guards and eunuchs all stared roundly, watching this scene.

…

…

Underworld, before the ghost gate closes.

Two bad guys are escorting a middle (Zhao Hao Zhao) man in a Ming Yellow Dragon robe.

This middle-aged man was the Emperor Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty. He walked with a complex expression, ignoring everything around him.

“Hehe, take this man king to judge Cui, even if our mission is completed! Reward three hundred taels of money, hehe, it’s a big deal…”

“Unexpectedly, it would be our turn to do such a good job~ It’s really lucky!”

The two bad guys spoke in a low voice while looking at me, with a very proud tone.

On the one hand, he also pushed Li Shimin into the Guimen Guansong.

“I, did you die like this? I’m really not reconciled~” Li Shimin was still immersed in his own grief, and walked into the ghost gate stubbornly.

Rumble~!

The bronze gate full of Restrictions formation rumbled and was about to close.

And at this moment.

A golden light suddenly passed through the crack of the bronze door, wrapped around Li Shimin, and pulled out suddenly.

In the blink of an eye, the golden light disappeared without a trace~

The two ghosts were stunned on the spot. .