Realizing This Is A Wuxia World After Cultivating For 300 Years

Yan Sheng came to this temporary palace with an uneasy mood.

He bypassed these dancing girls who were still writhing, came under Wang Tong's "Throne", and knelt on the ground with a plop, kowtowing extremely heavily.

This move immediately made the six people on the left and right tremble.

Whether it was a civil officer or a military officer, or the two monks saw Yan Sheng's attitude, they all had an ominous premonition in their hearts.

But this is impossible!

That was the pioneering elite of the Dayan Army, a whole army of 50,000 people attacking a small county town. What could be unexpected?

Unless you meet an immortal, this is completely within your grasp.

Wang Tong's face also sank, looking down at Yan Sheng, who was kneeling down below, and said indifferently: "Yan Shenjun, what are you doing? Could it be that you Dajin also like to announce the good news of the victory like this?"

Until now, he still believed that Yan Sheng was here to report the good news of Wang Shun's victory.

After all, since Wang Shun's Bingfeng left Xiling County, it has been sweeping all the way, and the successes have been reported, and they have not encountered any obstacles at all.

Juhe County is another soft persimmon.

How could it be possible to lose the battle under such circumstances, it is simply impossible.

"His Royal Highness, our army attacked Juhe County, and the entire army was annihilated. Wei Cun died in battle, and Wang Xiangzhi was captured." Yan Sheng didn't dare to lift his head, so he knelt down and reported.

As soon as these words came out, the whole place was dead silent.

The six people sitting on both sides suddenly stood up and stared at Yan Sheng with wide eyes.

Even the musician who was playing music just now and the dancer who was dancing all stopped, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

The devil Wang Shun was actually captured?

Heaven opened its eyes!

However, Wang Tong felt incredible. He walked off the throne quickly, put his foot on Yan Sheng's shoulder, and shouted sharply, "Damn, what did you just say? Say it again!"

Yan Sheng didn't dare to resist, he was slumped on the ground by this kick, his face was pale, he took a deep breath and said, "Reporting to Your Highness, our army was less than three miles away from Juhe County, and suddenly the sky changed drastically.

"At that time, a hurricane blew out of thin air, rainstorms poured down, lightning and thunder rumbled, and the whole army fell into turmoil, and soon lost its combat effectiveness.

He gave a rough description of his own personal experience.

Although Cui Heng hoped that he could persuade King Yan not to bypass Juhe County, he still tried his best to be loyal, explain the battle situation to King Yan clearly, and then persuade King Yan to take a detour.

In the face of a **** who can call the wind and the rain, let alone an army of 50,000, even if hundreds of thousands of troops come out, they may not be able to break through.

"Ridiculous!"

Wang Tong roared when he heard the words.

Immediately, he swept away his sleeves and knocked over a large vase that was as tall as a person, and smashed it on a musician next to him.

"Ah!" The musician couldn't help screaming.

"Who told you to scream?!" Wang Tong roared and slapped his palm directly in the air, his true energy smashed on the musician like a cannon.

The musician's body was torn apart on the spot, blood and flesh were flying, and there was no human form.

Wang Tong is not only the leader of the rebellion, but also a great innate master. He has the means to release his true energy and mobilize the natural power of heaven and earth. It is a unique peak existence on the rivers and lakes.

When the other musicians and dancers saw this scene, their faces turned pale, they shivered, and they didn't dare to make a sound.

"Yan Sheng, I'll give you one last chance!" Wang Tong looked at Yan Sheng with murderous expression, gritted his teeth, "What the **** is going on, what happened to you in Juhe County?!"

"His Royal Highness, what I just said is true, and there is absolutely no falsehood!" Yan Sheng knelt down again and kowtowed, "That Juhe County magistrate is extraordinary, his methods are bizarre, and he has the ability to call wind and rain!

"At that time, the wind was howling, the sky was dark and the ground was dark, all the horses were frightened, and the torrential rain was like a river pouring down from the sky. Our army has never encountered such a situation..."

"Go away!" Wang Tong roared, kicking Yan Sheng upside down with one kick, causing him to slam into a wall outside the palace and fall to the ground with blood at his mouth.

Yan Sheng got up with difficulty, knelt down and said, "Last general, tell me, retire."

Wang Tong's face was sinking like water, and there was silence in the palace.

After a while.

The King of Yan seemed to have adjusted his emotions, looked at the six people below, and said solemnly: "Calling wind and rain, changing the sky, burying 50,000 troops, and capturing this king's younger brother, do you believe this kind of nonsense?"

The six remained silent.

"Okay, then I'll ask again!"

Wang Tong walked to the center of the audience and said loudly, "It can bring in a gust of wind that can blow the sky dark and dark, and it can also bring in a heavy rain like a river pouring backwards, and it can directly knock 50,000 troops into a fool and lose their combat effectiveness. Who of you can do it?"

"I have no such means."

The six people, including military officers, civil servants, and monks, answered in unison at this time.

"Everyone present here, except for Prime Minister Wu, are all innate great masters!" Wang Tong's eyes swept over everyone, "Since you can't do it, then the king asks again, is it possible to do it in the interior scene?"

"His Royal Highness, calling the wind and calling the rain, changing the celestial phenomena, and destroying tens of thousands of troops at the click of a finger, this is the power of a **** and a Buddha." Zen Master Dekong from Lotus Temple couldn't help shaking his head and said, "Not to mention the interior scene, even if it is in the realm of the gods. Humans can't do it."

The rest of the people also nodded, agreeing with Master Dekong's words.

Those three military officers came from a long-standing family and family, and they all held the position of family masters or elders.

One of the two monks is Zen Master Dekong, the abbot of Lotus Temple, and the other is Zen Master Yuanzheng, abbot of Dasheng Temple.

These people all have deep heritage and know a lot of information about the realm of the gods.

The God Realm is also the God Treasure Realm.

Although the warriors who have reached this level have already opened the treasures in their bodies and possessed all kinds of incredible abilities, they will be honored as real people, heavenly masters, etc., but they are still human beings, not real gods.

It is absolutely impossible to call the wind and call the rain, destroying 50,000 troops at the click of a finger.

Even besieged by the army.

Three hundred years ago, there were not a few gods who were surrounded to death by the great army of the Hongwu Heavenly King.

"According to everyone's opinion..." Wang Tong looked outside in the direction Yan Sheng left, and smiled, "The battle report that Yan Sheng brought is fake?"

"The defeat may be true, but it is definitely not because of meeting the gods and Buddhas who can call the wind and call the rain." Master Dekong shook his head and said, "Using this as an excuse, Yan Jianjun is really dizzy."

Unless it is the lower realm of gods and Buddhas in the sky, it is impossible for such a powerful existence to appear in this world.

"Since this is the case, what should this king do next?" Wang Tong looked around the crowd and asked.

"Please continue to attack Juhe County, Your Highness. The century is approaching, and we must attack the city as soon as possible." One of the military attaches stood up.

"The last general also thinks so."

"Me too!"

Two other military attachés followed.

"It's time to get through to Juhe County." Zen Master Dekong also nodded and said, "Old Na can also go and clean up my disobedient disciple."

"The century is approaching, we have to win at least one state before we have a chance to fight for the chance." Zen Master Yuanzheng folded his hands together ~www.readwn.com~ and asked His Highness to send troops to Juhe County. "

"I already know what you think about this king." Wang Tong nodded and said solemnly, "Juhe County is a must-see for me, and I will definitely send troops, not only for strategy, but also to save this king's younger brother!

"Prime Minister Wu, what do you think?"

Finally, he looked at the civil servant who had been silent.

In fact, neither the three military attaches nor the two monks were his subordinates in essence.

It was the representative of the aristocratic clan and sect forces who sent him to support him.

The only person who really belongs to him is this Prime Minister Wu.

"My lord, this minister thought we should investigate first, why did General Anbei's 50,000-strong army lose?" Prime Minister Wu said respectfully, "Also, Yan Sheng must be tortured and asked to tell the truth about the battle situation.

"In this way, the lord can know himself and the enemy, and he will not be imperiled in a hundred battles."

"That's true." Wang Tong nodded when he heard the words, looked at Zen Master Dekong, and said with a smile, "Master Dekong, can I trouble you to go to Juhe County to find out the real situation?"

Zen Master Dekong was slightly silent when he heard the words, then put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, for the sake of the world, Lao Na will definitely live up to His Highness's entrustment, and just went there to clear the door."

……

On the night when Wang Shun was beheaded.

Cui Heng is sitting cross-legged at his residence in the county government office.

Reconcile the golden elixir and nourish the soul.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, his eyes penetrated through the layers of walls in an instant, and he saw the house where the monk Hui Shi lived.

Huishi knelt on the ground, trembling all over, and the expression on his face was full of fear.

An old monk stood in front of him with an indifferent expression, and said solemnly: "Nie Barrier, if you cut off the head of the county magistrate, you will be able to atone for your merits, and as a teacher, you will be spared from death."