Chapter 329: The Dark Prophecy of the Buddha's Prophet
Ki Fang Palace, Yuji Palace.
Originally, it was supposed to be the place where Emperor Onikata and his courtiers and princes went to court. It was the most precious place with thousands of miles of territory and the pinnacle of a country’s power. However, at this moment, it was deserted and full of silence and desolation. .
The Guifang Kingdom, which was founded six hundred years ago, will completely cease to exist.
Jiang Yong and a group of others went to the vast palace to find their favorite things. Searching for trophies is one of the most passionate hobbies of warriors.
And Xin Zhuo walked into the hall alone, closed the door, and looked around, and saw several princes, queens, and concubines who had died for their country not far away. Their bodies were hanging on the beams, and they were "squeaking." ” spinning around.
He ignored it, walked step by step towards the dragon steps of the main hall, stepped on the dragon to carve the dragon path, and arrived at the tall dragon chair, staring at the dragon chair in a daze.
In this world, this chair is definitely the pinnacle of power for mortals. It is something that countless people dare not even think about or dream of. But at this moment, it is "creeping" under one's feet, like a plaything. Commonplace.
He sat down by accident and looked at the broad hall that had become lower, and couldn't help but feel relaxed and happy.
A simple chair is like a strange buff blessing. When you sit on it, your mood will broaden, your thoughts will become open-minded, and your ambition will come. Even if you really want to be an emperor, it will be Not bad.
"Hehehe..."
At this time, a teenage girl walked out of the corner with an abnormal look and strange behavior. She was wearing a phoenix robe made of brocade from Dazhou and a messy bun. She wore a gold pin and half a step, but her facial features had all the characteristics of beauties from the Western Regions.
Must be a princess.
It’s just that the princesses of the Western Regions don’t seem to be worth much nowadays.
The girl stumbled to the dragon chair and looked up at him.
Xin Zhuo also looked at her.
“Are you the King of West Qin?” The girl’s confused eyes became clearer.
Xin Zhuo nodded: "I am!"
"You are sitting on my father's throne!"
"I know, I will sit and take a rest. ! ”
"You want to be emperor, I can see it!"
"You got it wrong!"
"I got it right, your name is Jiang Yuqing, right?"
"Yes!"
"You think you won?"
"I did win!"
"You didn't! You destroyed the Thirteen Kingdoms, and you killed more than one million soldiers and people! Your hands are covered with blood! Your heart is dirty
Even if you become a great leader in the Western Regions Emperor, command an army of millions, and if everyone surrenders to you, you will not be happy, and your Jiang family will not last forever. Sooner or later, someone will kill you, and kill all your descendants! Kill your lover! With friends!”
“Well said. , don’t say it next time! I won’t kill you, go ahead!”
“Haha, your light is short-lived, as short-lived as an epiphyllum, you are rejected by heaven and earth, you can’t break through the earthly immortal, and you will never be able to. Breakthrough, your lifespan is about to run out, you have Everything about you will eventually be replaced by your wife! Everything about you will be gone away from you! You will soon become a wretch, and you will be trapped in the dark place forever and ever! Jiang Yuqing, you are facing this! What is despair, eternal despair!”
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Xin Zhuo stood up fiercely, his expression slightly changed: "Who are you?"
The girl's statement was full of weird meanings, but there was definitely a judgment that shocked him. This is definitely not what an ordinary little princess from the Western Regions can say.
"It doesn't matter who I am. I will take off my body in this life and live another life. In the next life, I will enter the martial arts realm. I will kill you in the dark predicament in three years and nineteen realms!"
As the girl spoke, a dazzling light suddenly appeared on her body. She took out a knife covered in black sewage, stabbed it into her heart, smiled strangely, and fell to the ground dead.
Xin Zhuo immediately stepped down from the dragon chair and pressed the girl's pulse. In just two breaths, the girl was completely dead, as if she had been dead for a long time.
He was a little dissatisfied, so he dragged the girl's legs and beat her from left to right. This was also a beating method of xxxx medical skills. "Bang!"
At this time, the palace door was suddenly pushed open, and Song Laochu, who was supposed to be in charge of military affairs in Anxi and Gumo, walked in hurriedly, along with There are also people like Jiang Yong, Chanyi and Qingge.
A group of people looked strange and seemed a little nervous.
"Prince!" Song Lao Chu clasped his fists and said, "I have neglected my duty. I'm afraid something big will happen."
Xin Zhuo stopped beating and said with a smile, "Lao Song is here, what big thing happened?"
Anything else happening now?
Song Laochu's voice trembled slightly: "The Buddha's prophet is in the ghost side, and the king is slaughtering the city, which may hurt the Buddha's prophet!"
"The Buddha's prophet?"
When Xin Zhuo had nothing to do, he read about the Buddha's prophet in the classics. He boasted very powerfully. It is said that he is the reincarnation of the Buddha and Bodhisattva from the ancient Buddhist country. He can know five hundred years in advance and five hundred years in hindsight, and can save the people of the world. Together with water and fire, the fortune of the warrior can be calculated.
"Yes!"
Song Laochu took a deep breath and said: "Buddha and prophets are all reincarnations of sages from the ancient Buddhist kingdom. They are the strangest group of people in the world. Every hundred years A person appears, and we, the Confucianists, can barely find out where this person is with the Confucian holy method.
A few years ago, when I, Taixun Gong and Yu Siliu paid a visit to the Immortal Huang Taigai, they investigated together and discovered the Buddha of this generation! The prophet is in Guifang Kingdom, but I forgot to tell the king for a while. I apologize!”
Xin Zhuo was surprised and said: “Is this Buddha’s prophet really amazing?”
"The Buddha's prophet did not have martial arts cultivation, but his ability to predict is miraculous."
Jiang Yong replied in a deep voice: "The last Buddha's prophet foresaw the coup in the first year of the Great Zhou Tianshou, and foretold the attack of the Western Qin Kun Xu Yao "
Xin Zhuo looked at the girl's body in his hand: "Who could the Buddha's prophet be?"
Song Laochu said: "Who is it? It’s possible that the last Buddha oracle was said to be a down-and-out scholar from the Great Zhou Dynasty, and he was probably already fourteen or fifteen years old. It’s hard to say who he is.”
Xin! Zhuo hesitated and looked at the girl's body again, and suddenly felt a sense of horror. Is this princess a prophet of the Buddha?
So is what she said true or false? Is it a curse before death, or does he really have the ability to predict the future?
I can’t break through the Earth Immortal? End of life? Trapped in a dark place?
"Prince? Prince?" Song Lao Chu and others in the palace shouted softly.
Xin Zhuo came back to his senses, put down the girl who could not be saved, and waved: "Very good, let's go look for it. If you find it, treat it with courtesy. I'll take a rest!"
The palace door was closed again.
Xin Zhuo sat back on the dragon chair, frowning and thinking for a moment. He had no idea how credible the prophet's prediction was.
Throwing all the complicated emotions behind him, he just counted the time and found that there were only five months left before his wife Ji Jiuwei's lifespan.
There is still no news from Yuan Chengfeng and others.
Five months... is already very tight.
My great lord, please settle the affairs of the Western Qin Dynasty. Go and have a look as soon as possible, and fulfill your responsibilities as a son of man.
He glanced at Agou's knife in his hand, and then drew out Wangyuejing.
Let’s do it before it gets too yellow!
…
“Whoops…”
Five figures landed in the corner of the Imperial City of Guifang Kingdom like ghosts.
The gray-haired Huang Taigai suddenly lowered his trousers that were always rolled up, which meant that he was very angry. He looked at the earthly immortals from the four major sects such as Ling Xuzi and Juan Baitou beside him and said coldly: "I have eaten salt. , more water than you have ever drunk! "
Ling Xuzi, who has the look of an eagle and a wolf, has a smile on his face: "That only proves that you always eat too much salt!"
(End of this chapter)