Chapter 465: A Hundred Years' War that Begins in Advance (5k)
At the top of Luoshan Mountain, the sky is dark and covered with clouds, and there are faint electric snakes dancing wildly, as if the thunder of the nine heavens is brewing.
Xu Zhenguan was dressed in a dragon robe, holding Taizu's divine weapon, and looked at Wu Xiankui's figure with stern eyes.
When the world's number one martial artist first appeared, he was still far away, above the river. But with one step, he crossed the distance and appeared ten feet away from the empress.
"Wu Xiankui! It is indeed you."
Xu Zhenguan's voice was sharp and his face was as cold as frost, just like the winter day of the Xuanmen coup three years ago.
There was not much unexpected emotion in her tone, as if she had guessed it a long time ago.
While speaking, his eyes fell on the tall and burly Wu Xiankui who came from the East China Sea alone on a bamboo raft.
The latter was dressed in coarse linen clothes, with messy black and white hair, tied casually behind his head with a ribbon.
There is not much that is strange about the face of a man who is about fifty years old, except for a fiery red mark like a heavy jujube branded between his eyebrows, which is dazzling.
Xu Si has been sitting alone on the cliff, facing the sea for too many years. His skin color is extremely rough due to the erosion of the sea wind.
Wuxiankui stood with his hands behind his back. Although he was dressed in coarse linen, he had the demeanor of a master. His heavy eyes looked at the angry empress calmly, and his tone was understated:
"Your Majesty knows that I will come?"
Xu Zhenguan clenched the hilt of his sword and let the electric snake dance wildly above his head. , said in a cold voice:
"I have made a big show of consecrating myself to Zen, and the world is watching, but there are always some people who don’t want me to get my wish. However, the dangers of Luoshan Mountain mean that even if a hundred thousand rebels come to kill them, they will not be able to rush to the top of the mountain. And no martial arts master, magician, or human being can threaten me in the slightest!
I can trust Tianshi Zhang not to participate in mortal affairs. After all, the only people who can threaten me in the Yu Kingdom are Xuan Yin and you. "
Wu Xiankui nodded and said clearly:
"Monk Xuanyin proclaimed himself in Beijing, and Zhang Yanyi was watching. Therefore, the only one who can stop you is me. "
Xu Zhenguan suddenly sighed softly, with contempt and disappointment in his eyes:
"I don't want the dignified Lord of Qingshan to do such a small thing, what did the Eight Kings give you? benefit? Can I ask you to stop me? ”
Wu Xiankui, who was dressed in coarse linen and had red marks on his eyebrows, was unexpectedly calm and said:
"As long as I take action, when the royal family of the Yu Kingdom changes, I will be allowed to enter the palace and watch the monument of Emperor Taizu of the Yu Kingdom. "
The so-called tower is the building that Zhao Duan has visited twice to understand the inheritance of the "God of War".
The so-called viewing monument is a promise to allow outsiders to view the five murals recorded there.
In other words, Prince Jing and others promised to allow Wu Xiankui to understand the inheritance of the royal family's secret "Martial God".
"National traitor!"
Rao Shi had already expected it, but Xu Zhenguan was still furious after hearing this answer with his own ears.
Yes, in this world, besides this, what else can impress a strong man like Wu Xiankui who has reached the pinnacle of martial arts?
High-ranking officials are well paid?
A beautiful wife and concubine?
Or secular power?
For Wu Xiankui, everything is like floating clouds, and only the inheritance of the royal family makes him miss him.
As long as Xu Zhenguan is alive, Wu Xiankui will not be able to get what he wants.
So, a group of people headed by King Jing contacted him and asked him to take action as a reward.
“Whether you are a national traitor or not is all your Xu family’s own business,”
Wu Xiankui looked indifferent:
"I won't deceive you. A century-old battle between Qingshan and the royal family is not far away. Today, we simply move forward a few months. If you win, I will return to the East China Sea and never interfere in your royal family's dispute. If you lose, the secret of the royal family will bet on this battle."
Xu Zhenguan Subai. A look of ridicule appeared on her face, and she suddenly smiled:
"I understand, you are afraid. You are afraid that you will not be able to win the competition next year when I am promoted to Fengchan, so you just go with the flow."
After Wu Xiankui appeared, he frowned for the first time and said indifferently:
"I don't care what your Majesty thinks. All my life, I have only been dedicated to martial arts. Each generation of the royal family of the Yu Kingdom has been inferior to each other. They cannot beat Qingshan in terms of martial arts, so they use the so-called 'Dragon Qi' technique to try to win. How can it be glorious?"
After leaving these words, Wu Xiankui seems to be gone. Not interested in talking nonsense, he said calmly:
"It's useless to talk more. If your majesty wants me to retreat, just draw the sword."
Xu Zhenguan's smile faded, and only majesty remained in her eyes. He nodded slightly:
“That’s fine.”
Whether it's interception or competition.
No matter how good your words are, it is better to seal your throat with a sword.
The opponent's obstruction was also expected, and there was indeed no nonsense in it.
Suddenly, the embroidered golden dragon on Xu Zhenguan's dragon robe suddenly came to life, breaking free of the robe, surrounding the five-color altar, and shining brightly.
Isn’t the only magical weapon Taizu left behind is the Tai’a sword?
Xu Zhenguan held out his sword.
Wuxiankui's coarse linen clothes and long messy hair danced wildly in the wind. He took a step forward, and a powerful aura shot straight into the sky like beacon smoke, causing all the dark clouds in the sky to disperse. open.
The curse of losing the gods was suppressed by the true martial arts spirit cultivated by Guan Hai Yijiazi, the number one martial artist.
The martial artist punches.
The evil gods in the sky also want to retreat.
"Wu will not take advantage of you, but he will compete with each other. How dare you just watch?"
Wu Xiankui's beard and hair trembled in the strong wind, and the mark between his eyebrows was as hot as a blazing flame.
This time he came all the way from the East China Sea to the west, passing through the water veins of the south of the Yangtze River, giving birth to a general trend of warriors moving forward, just like a big river, accompanied by powerful energy, like a waterfall hanging from the sky, pouring down. .
The fists and swords connected, and above Luoshan, the clouds and mist suddenly rolled like an angry sea.
The meandering river at the foot of the mountain exploded with a roar like a collapse of the sky, and all living creatures within a thirty-mile radius turned their attention to it.
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The road was built and the military camp was built.
As a garrison where the imperial court stationed troops on Jiancheng Road, the entire military mansion was grand and majestic. From the outside, it looked like an independent city.
The soldiers on the square city walls take turns to be on duty, and the major camps inside conduct daily drills in an orderly manner.
As one of the three "deputy generals" who established the Taoist Military Mansion, Ye Xin's authority in the Military Mansion was second only to that of the Military Mansion Commander.
Today, the commander led a group of elite soldiers to Luoshan to protect the empress Fengchan, and at the same time took away one deputy general. The remaining two deputy generals will jointly manage the guard station.
"General Ye!"
The officer guarding the city gate saw Ye Xin coming back from patrolling the city and hurriedly saluted respectfully.
Ye Xinren, who had a handsome face and a short beard, said "Yes" on the horse and said:
"Open the door."
The officer hurriedly opened the gate of the military mansion and let in a large group of patrol cavalry led by Ye Xin who returned to the camp.
"Hey, how do I remember that it was not this group of people who went out in the morning." A soldier scratched his head and muttered in a low voice.
The colleague next to him laughed and scolded:
"Are you confused? You haven't woken up in the middle of the day? If not this group, which ones are they?"
"I just feel that I'm unfamiliar with it." Xiao Piao muttered, but he also had a little self-doubt. Could it be that he remembered it wrong?
Ye Xin returned to the military mansion and immediately summoned all the generals in the camp to gather in the camp.
"What happened? You called us suddenly?"
When the generals arrived one after another, they were all surprised.
Another lieutenant general at the same level as Ye Xin frowned. Ye Xin was careless and sitting in the commander's seat without any image. Facing the arrival of everyone, he didn't even get up. .
"Ye Xin! Is that where you are sitting? Get up! Do you think you can be arrogant because the commander is not around?" the deputy general yelled.
Ye Xin then slowly looked at everyone, but did not get up. Instead, he folded his hands, leaned on the big chair, and smiled slightly:
"Sit down and talk, colleagues. , I don’t want to do things too ruthlessly, if you have any questions, sit down and talk, well, I also prepared paper and pen for you..."
The officers became more and more confused and felt weird , vigilance rose, and no one sat down.
The second lieutenant stepped forward, slapped the table hard with his big hand, his eyes widened:
"Ye Xin! I'm talking to you, are you deaf and can't you hear? I asked you to wake up..."
Before he could finish his words, a dagger quenched with strange color and venom suddenly stabbed out and plunged in with a pop. Slap the desk lieutenant on the throat.
The latter's eyes widened, he kicked back in disbelief, covering his neck with both hands
——His strength was not inferior to that of Ye Xin, but he was caught without any precautions. He didn't react to the sudden attack, so the poison took effect and he fell softly to the ground with a thud.
“Ah!”
Everyone was in an uproar and subconsciously drew their swords. However, the rules of the military were that no one was allowed to carry weapons when entering the account. Who would carry weapons if he was calculating or not?
“I wanted to give you a decent ending, but now that it’s become such a mess, I have no choice but to apologize.”
Ye Xin threw the cup next to him on the ground, snap. There was a smash, and a large number of elite private soldiers secretly trained by Prince Jing's Palace who were ambushing outside rushed into the military tent with sharp blades.
Even the generals were also good at using force, but in the end they were defeated by a pack of wolves. Soon a river of blood flowed into the military tent, and a large number of corpses fell down.
Ye Xin opened the military tent and walked out, wiping his red hands with a white handkerchief. He told his cronies waiting outside, as well as people pretending to be military officials, and the private troops of Prince Jing’s Palace that he had brought in. Commanded:
"According to the previous plan, we will kill all those on the list who are disobedient, and then pass the order to our people. The prince has ordered us to immediately launch troops to capture Jianning Mansion, capture and eliminate all the imperial forces, especially the cavalry troops!"
“Yes!”
A subordinate dispersed like the wind.
Not long after, many more corpses fell down throughout the military mansion, and the military attachés who had secretly taken refuge in Prince Jing's Mansion used their best speed to control the entire military mansion with their cronies.
Ye Xin raised his head and saw that the imperial flag at the top of the city had fallen and was replaced by the military flag of Prince Jing. A mixture of excitement and fear appeared on his face, and the conversation between the royal spies and him yesterday echoed in his ears.
"Raising troops now? Your Majesty is in Luoshan..."
"The prince said that Luoshan is your majesty's tomb. Now that Jianchengdao and court officials have gathered in Luoshan, each The city is empty, which is the best time to cause trouble.”
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At the foot of Luoshan Mountain.
The fight between the powerful men of the imperial court and the invading enemies continues.
In mid-air, Eunuch Hai and Duan Shuihui were fighting fiercely. The two strongest men at the top of the world attacked with all their strength, and outsiders could not get close at all.
Just like the battle between heaven and man, the world between heaven and man cannot get close.
The Ouchi priests and the strong men in the army were almost suppressing the warlocks of the Dharma God Sect and the royal family's private army in the fight. At least in Zhao Duan's opinion, the two sides were not at the same level at all.
The imperial court's foundation was, after all, solid, even if the empress went south this time and left many masters in the capital to ensure the stability of the imperial court.
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But these ones arranged at the foot of the mountain are strong enough. If they are lacking, they are just short of "high-end combat power" and are only supported by Eunuch Hai.
However, although there are more than one "worldly" strong person on the enemy's side, the strongest one is only Duan Shui Shui.
The main purpose of the imperial court is to protect the altar, so it only defends but does not attack, giving the intruders room to breathe and roam.
Regardless of whether they started fighting or not, Zhao Duan felt that within a quarter of an hour at most, he would be able to keep this group of enemies behind.
“Something’s wrong!”
Zhao Duan didn’t look happy at all, he just stood in front of the altar with a nervous expression.
“What’s wrong?” Lang Shiba and Ji Yue followed him without leaving, looking at him in surprise.
Zhao Duan held the hilt of his sword tightly, his eyes swept across the battlefield ahead, and said:
"The leader of the Dharma God Sect did not show up..."
"Perhaps he was seriously injured by His Majesty that day." Lang Shiba provided a reasonable guess.
Zhao Duan shook his head and said:
"Even if the Dharma God is seriously injured and unable to participate in the battle, do you think the Eight Kings will only send so many people? They can't pose a threat to Feng Chan at all. What's the point? What’s the meaning?”
“This…” A group of people around looked at each other.
At this moment, a loud noise from the top of the mountain attracted everyone's attention.
Zhao Duan suddenly raised his head and found that the clouds and mist on the mountain were rolling in like an angry sea, and dark clouds were gathering in the sky. With thunder, Luoshan was surrounded by strong winds, and the mountains were shaking slightly.
It’s like...
On the top of the mountain, there are gods fighting, the color of the sky and the earth changes, the earth shakes and the mountains shake.
"It's the top of the mountain! There are strong men attacking Your Majesty!" Tang Jinzhong blurted out.
Suddenly, some people wanted to rush towards the mountain, but Eunuch Hai, who knocked back Duan Shui Shui with one blow, shouted loudly:
"Your Majesty has an order! We will only guard the foot of the mountain, don't let the tiger escape from the mountain." What's more, the battle between heaven and man, even if It's our family. If you get too close, you will be seriously injured if you go up!"
Suddenly, everyone calmed down, yes, they have never been able to fight at this level before. The meaning is just to add confusion.
However, at this moment, no one noticed that Zhao Duan suddenly lowered his head and his consciousness sank into his mind.
Just because Pei Niannu’s voice reappeared:
"Buddhist World Honored One! It's the breath of Buddha!"
Zhao Duan was stunned, hurriedly calmed down, and asked in his heart:
"Senior, what do you mean? You mean, that day? Is it the power of the Buddha’s gods that prevents you from coming?”
"Yes."
Zhao Duan was confused: "No, senior, have you made a mistake? The person who stopped you that day was a warlock who practiced 'Tiandao'. Did you sense that What arrived should be the breath of God’s ‘Tiandao’.”
He felt that Pei Niannu was confused.
The leader of the Fashen Sect, both in the information and in his repeated attacks that day, clearly displayed typical "Taoist" characteristics.
Even the Empress believes that she is a magician who cultivates the "Dao of Heaven" and is a righteous god. How can it be the power of the "World Honored One"?
"The way of heaven is on the outside...the World Honored One is on the inside...fellow practitioners of Buddhism and Taoism...are human immortals..."
Pei Niannu's intermittent, somewhat nervous voice echoed.
Zhao Duan was stunned: "Senior...you mean that the leader of the Fashen Sect is practicing the Way of Heaven and the World Honored One at the same time? No, or to be more precise, he is majoring in the Way of Heaven and Buddha, and minoring in the Way of Heaven?"
< br>Yes!
A warlock can originally practice multiple gods. Just like himself, he majored in "Martial God", but by chance, he now also masters some of the spells of the "World Honored God".
It’s just that in most cases, no one will practice the two righteous gods at the same time.
The reason why Buddhism and Taoism are clearly divided and can become two major camps is, to a certain extent, that the two righteous gods are too strong.
If you want to make progress, it is best to devote yourself to one person. Those who want to study at the same time are almost all mediocre.
Because of this, Zhao Duan formed a fixed mindset. In his opinion, a powerful person like the "God of Law" who is half a step into heaven should be majoring in a powerful righteous god.
Even if he has minored in other gods, when he fights against the empress, he will definitely only use the strongest majoring god to fight against him.
What's more, the founder of the Dharma God Sect is the priest in the Tianshi Mansion.
According to what Pei Niannu said, the "Dharma God" majored in "Buddhist World Honored One" and his minor majored in "Dao Sect and Heavenly Way".
It’s the other way around!
Completely the opposite!
"But... how is this possible? The God of Law is a half-step heavenly being. If he can even be so strong in his minor training in Heavenly Dao, and can resist Zhenbao's sword and escape with his whole body, then he How strong must the Master be?
Isn't it higher than a half-step heavenly being? It's simply ridiculous... Who in the world can..."
Zhao Duan subconsciously refuted it, but suddenly, he froze and his mind was filled with fog. A thought suddenly struck me!
"No! There is a person in the world who can possibly do it... The World Honored One who majors in Buddhism can reach the level of half-step heavenly being or above..."
Zhao Duan suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of the northern capital!
The pupils suddenly contracted!
"Could it be..."
He thought of an extremely crazy possibility. What if... the true identity of the "God of Law" is Monk Xuanyin?
Xuan Yin has been hiding in Shenlong Temple all year round, staying behind closed doors...
This second generation of "Dharma God" suddenly appeared and suppressed the entire Dharma God sect, but also rarely left the scene.
Furthermore, one of his abilities is to walk outside as an "external avatar".
There is a gap between Shenlong Temple and the imperial court. Especially after the "Destroy the Buddha", Xuan Yin has the profit motive of deposing the empress and supporting the new emperor...
That's right.
Zhao Duan suddenly recalled that the "God of Law" had said something very strange when he intercepted him in the suburbs that day.
"We meet again..."
If "Dharma God" and Xuan Yin are the same person, or there is some connection between the two, then this sentence will have a reasonable meaning explain.
Zhao Duan met Abbot Xuanyin during the scripture debate meeting in Beijing.
"Impossible..."
Zhao Duan's face turned pale. This guess was too absurd and terrifying.
If the God of Dharma is indeed Xuan Yin, doesn’t it mean that it is this Buddhist heavenly being who takes action against Zhen Bao today?
Zhao Duan raised his head and looked at the top of Luoshan Mountain obscured by clouds and mist.
“Is it Xuan Yin who is fighting Zhenbao up there at this moment? But if it is him, why can’t I feel the slightest bit of Buddhist magic power at all? The Qinglian in my body is not aware of it at all?”
"If the one above is not the mysterious seal, then the 'Dharma God' has not appeared yet..."
Zhao Duan's expression changed suddenly. He suddenly turned around and ran towards the top of the mountain!
"Master Zhao?!"
Everyone protecting the altar was shocked.
Zhao Duan only left one sentence: "Guard the altar, your Majesty has given me another task, don't worry about me!"
In order to prevent Eunuch Hai and others from blocking him, or breaking up God left and Zhao Duan lied.
He decided to go up the mountain immediately and deliver this key information to the empress.
“With my level of cultivation, I cannot participate in the battle between heaven and man at all, but hiding outside the aftermath of the battle and delivering a message shouldn’t be a problem.”
Zhao Duan ran wildly. , eyes anxious:
“Hope...it’s not too late!”
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(End of this chapter)