Chapter 314 The four major sects of worshiping spirits
Negotiation is a science, and language is an art - Lu Xun again.
Taixun Gong operated according to the order of the prince and directly occupied the dominant position. He beat, threatened, kidnapped and added a spoonful of sugar to force Lingyun Palace to cooperate.
In fact, this is also done to the other three major sects. It is very direct and bachelor, but this thing is too cannibalistic.
“It’s negotiable!” Ling Xuzi’s face became more serious, but he stroked his beard a little faster.
Duke Taixun smiled and popped up a letter: "This is the handwriting of the prince! Please read it, Lord!"
Ling Xuzi took it lightly and broke the seal of the great power of heaven and earth that only the venerable could draw. , suddenly a trace of frost spread to his fingers, he couldn't help being slightly startled, and then he melted the frost lightly, glanced at the letter, and laughed: "Master, I have already taken out the letter from the prince, why bother? Lingyun Palace is willing to conspire with the prince of Western Qin!" "
"Very good!"
Tai Xun Gong waved his sleeves, and the glazed document floated up again.
Ling Xuzi sat upright without moving, lifted his fingers lightly, and turned his hand into a pen. A ripple that was completely different from the general trend of the venerable turned into strokes on its own and fell on the glazed document, forming the three "Lingyun Palace" impressively. Character.
An indescribable aura in the sky instantly covered the mountain gate of Lingyun Palace.
Taixun Gong looked at the atmosphere outside the palace and laughed: "The warriors cultivate the natural avenue. This natural avenue has appeared. Lingyun Palace and Xi Qin have been tied together. Congratulations!"
Turn around and take it with you The two girls of Xiongzhang left: "With the highest courtesy from the prince, let's sprinkle water to celebrate!"
Watching the three people walking out of the hall, a group of Lingyun Temple elders looked at Ling Xuzi in surprise. In the letter from the prince of West Qin , what exactly did you say?
“Dad.”
A graceful and beautiful woman walked out of the back hall, with a hint of snow-white skin and a very charming appearance, but a pair of red and phoenix eyes full of fierceness, "My daughter is also curious about what the letter from the king of Western Qin said?"
“There are only a few words!”
Ling Xuzi unfolded the letter, and there were only nine words on it: “February 2, Liegu Lin, Jiang Yuqing”, “But it’s enough, this person Shen Daozi , Little Venerable Realm, too many clever ideas, too tyrannical. As the king of thousands of miles in the mortal world, I, Lingyun Palace, have no choice."
He paused and smiled bitterly: "Where did he come from? The evil boy is really..."
"Palace Master!"
At this time, a disciple with an upright posture hurriedly entered the hall and saluted with clasped fists: "The two women from the Western Qin Dynasty are spreading water everywhere."
"Just sprinkling water, so what, just let them be. "
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"Get out of the way!"
Xingling Mansion, Dongcheng Street, a group of horses galloped towards them. The horses are a famous breed of monster horses in the Western Regions, and the people are powerful. The profound martial arts master was just pale and worried.
Along the way, the people hurriedly moved out of the way, and the cavalry went straight to the Prince's Mansion of West Qin County. They went straight into the government office, jumped off the demon horse, and without stopping for a moment, ran towards the inner house.
"Uncle Jiu, Chanyi, have you just arrived?"
Ms. Guo hurriedly came up with his servants and children, looking reserved.
The Jiang family in the capital is naturally a head taller than the Jiang family in the small branch of the Western Qin Dynasty, except of course the third master and the prince.
Jiang Yong, who had gray hair but looked younger and full of energy, asked in a deep voice as he walked: "I heard about Yu Qing when I entered the city. How is his health?"
Guo's eyes turned red, tears fell down, and she choked with sobs: "I'm afraid it's just these few days..."
The usually calm Chanyi's eyes widened a bit, Jiang Yongzun The reporter was already furious, and he was confused about Jiang Yuqing's invitation to him along the way. In the end, Jiang Yuqing died?
I entered the dormitory in a flash.
The palace was deserted, and a strong medicinal fragrance came to my face. Jiang Yuqing, who was thin, haggard, and had her eyes closed, was lying on the big bed. Several maids were kneeling beside the bed.
A sadness welled up in his heart. Venerable Jiang Yong walked heavily and slowly approached the bed. He grabbed Xin Zhuo's wrist and after a moment of probing, he couldn't help but burst into tears.
Jiang Yuqing is now a well-known hero throughout the Eighteen States in the North and South of the Great Zhou Dynasty. He is the number one prince with a different surname in the Great Zhou Dynasty. He is the pillar and future of the Jiang family. It is no exaggeration to say that, except for the founder of the country, Jiang Yuan is the most outstanding one.
At this moment, suddenly dying, for what purpose? How can the Jiang family continue to support themselves? "Yu Qing? Yu Qing?"
Xin Zhuo slowly opened his eyes. He really fell into a semi-drowsy state. Of course, he was purely hungry. It has been five days. Nothing to eat.
He just thinks that it is better to be cruel to yourself in life and work.
"Uncle is here?"
"He's here!" Jiang Yong wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, "Why is this happening?"
Xin Zhuo glanced in the direction of Honglu Pavilion and made an estimate. After a while, the lie was very smooth: "Cultivation in ancient times" The evil power has gone too far, injuring the root, and the meridians all over the body are stacked up. It is difficult to gather the true energy and the general trend, and it is impossible to survive..."
"You kid..." Jiang Yong was really angry and anxious. "It's my fault that my uncle didn't wake you up. You entered the country too quickly. , it is not as fast as it should be in the human world. From the beginning of Fulong Mountain to the present, it has only been more than two years. In two years, the little venerable has entered from the mortal body. How can your body bear it?
General martial artists all start training at the age of two or three. Muscles and bones, after ten years, decades or even hundreds of years, it is better for you to gain strength, open the three palaces, martial arts, and magical powers all at once. After all, you are a mortal body. How can you bear it? Your foundation is too weak! Blame me, blame me..."
Xin Zhuo looked at the painful old man Jiang Yong, feeling completely calm and even wanting to laugh. However, what the old man said made sense. He had indeed entered the country too quickly and had never experienced all kinds of sufferings and sufferings faced by warriors in the world.
Like Zhe Feiyan, he started practicing martial arts when he was eleven months old. He practiced Sanfu in the summer and Sanjiu in the winter. For more than 20 years, he practiced all the time and endured hell-like torture that ordinary people cannot bear. , coupled with the talent of being a monster, you can achieve your current achievements.
After chattering for a long time, Jiang Yongcai asked with a sad face: "What do you have to say? How will the Jiang family arrange it in the future?"
Xin Zhuo shook his head: "Over there in the capital, I There is no need to worry about it. The arrangements have been made well in Xi Qin, so uncle does not need to..."
Suddenly his expression changed slightly, and he said exhaustedly: "Uncle, you have been tired from traveling and traveling, please go and rest."
Jiang Yong naturally saw the tired look on his face and nodded worriedly: "That's fine..."
After everyone left the palace and the maids left, Xin Zhuo immediately called out to the Moon Watching Well. The nerves that had been tense for a long time relaxed, and then his eyes brightened.
[Sacrifice to the Spirit: The true spirit of luck in Kunlun Palace.
Contains the foundation and general trend of a thousand-year sect, which can be worth seven hundred years of true spirit (fourth grade into the second grade)
True spirit fusion: lack of opportunity.
Shared blessing: Class B. 】
【Sacrifice to the Spirit: The True Spirit of the Sword Pool in the Withered Sword Tomb.
Contains the sword intent and general trend of a thousand-year sect, which can be worth seven hundred years of true spirit (fourth grade into the second grade)
True spirit fusion: lack of opportunity.
Shared blessing: Class B. 】
[Sacrifice to the Spirit: The true spirit of the Wanderer Valley’s journey of thousands of miles. 】
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[Sacrifice to the Spirit: The Heaven and Earth Luck True Spirit of Lingyun Palace]
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Sure enough! The four major sects had compromised and chose to cooperate with him. Xiong Zhao, Cui Ying'er and the others spilled the water from Wangyue Well in accordance with his instructions, and the timing was perfect.
I just don’t know how they sprinkled it, or maybe I, the owner of the well, can only be bound to the four sects, but cannot directly worship the souls in a certain palace like the Taiping Palace?
The imagined sharing of martial arts and supernatural powers among the four major sects has failed! But... it can be considered a success!
Although the four major sects' sacrificial spirits are not perfectly integrated now, they are already involved and only need the final sacrificial training.
Sacrifice is also very easy, win this battle! !
The Great Reverend Jinjing is very close at hand!
His eyes flickered and he shouted weakly: "Here comes..."
(End of this chapter)