Tiangong Realm, Nangong Lang’s Mansion!
With Gou Jian's death, Nangong Lang's spell also disappeared. Gradually, Nangong Lang woke up.
"No, Your Majesty, Gou Jian wants to deal with Your Majesty, and Xi Shi. He is going to attack Xi Shi, no!" Nangong Lang suddenly sat up.
The moment he stood up from his seat, he was immediately held down by Lu Yang.
"Okay, Lord Nangong, it's all over. I wish you could wake up!" Lu Yang looked at Nangong Lang and said with a smile.
Being held down by Lu Yang, Nangong Lang was slightly startled, and then he saw clearly that this place was not in the Jianzhong Taoist League, but back to the Tiangong Realm.
"Why, why am I here? Didn't I leave the Tiangong Realm?" Nangong Lang said with a look of confusion.
"You don't remember? But it doesn't matter. It'll be good to come back. Thanks to you, before you left, you managed the household department to the maximum. Eastern Qin unified the Eastern Heaven Realm, so it wasn't held back by money and food! Nangong Lang, when it comes to making money, I have to be convinced by you!" Lu Yang said with a bitter smile.
"Unify the Eastern Heaven Realm?" Nangong Lang was stunned.
"Yes, we have unified the Eastern Heaven Realm, but the Ministry of Revenue is going to run out of money again. Spending money every day is like running water. If you don't wake up, we don't know what to do!" Lu Yang said with a smile. .
"Ah? All that money has been spent?" Nangong Lang suddenly screamed and stood up.
Nangong Lang looked at Lu Yang with burning eyes. You must know that before Nangong Lang left Dong Qin, he had stored countless gold mountains and silver seas for Dong Qin, and money was continuously gathered from various channels.
But, hell, it’s all going to be spent
"Don't look at me, it's Mr. Han Fei who spends the fastest!" Lu Yang immediately threw the blame away.
"You!" Nangong Lang said angrily.
How much effort did you put into trying to make money, only to have it all spent by you losers
Seeing that Nangong Lang was about to jump up in anger, Lu Yang immediately said: "By the way, a few days ago, His Majesty personally helped you as a matchmaker and helped you find a wife!"
"What?" Nangong Lang jumped up in shock.
"What? Are you so happy that you can't wait any longer?" Lu Yang said with a smile.
"Are you in a hurry? I won't marry, I won't marry!" Nangong Lang said with a glare.
"You have to marry even if you don't want to marry. Your Majesty personally hired this person as a matchmaker for you!" Lu Yang said with a straight face.
"If I say I won't marry, I won't marry. Even if I am demoted, even if I give up my official career, I will not marry!" Nangong Lang suddenly said coldly.
"Mrs. Nangong, Nangong Lang is awake. Please bring him a basin of water and wipe his face. He's not awake yet!" Lu Yang shouted outside.
Nangong Lang suddenly became angry: "Lu Yang, don't go too far. Mrs. Nangong, I, Nangong Lang, even if I give up my official position, I will not accept a woman I don't know, even if His Majesty kisses me! You If you continue to be a lobbyist, we will no longer be friends!"
Just as Nangong Lang was swearing and scolding, Zhuan Si came in holding a washbasin with a sad look on his face.
Nangong Lang's scolding voice suddenly stopped.
There seemed to be some tears on Zhuan Si's face, and he brought the basin to Nangong Lang. His face was full of grievance.
His father was newly deceased, and his fiancé scolded him with a look of disgust. If marrying Nangong Lang hadn't been his father's last wish, Zhuan Si would have wanted to leave immediately. But at this moment, he felt aggrieved and couldn't stop his tears.
"Nangong Lang, are you going to break off our relationship with me?" Lu Yang said with a smile.
"You!" Nangong Lang glared at Lu Yang.
He knew that it was Lu Yang who was making fun of him just now.
Is it a fourth degree? Is it Xi Tzu? Is it Cao Bao
What else could Nangong Lang say, except that he was filled with gratitude to His Majesty. For a moment, I didn't know what words to use to express my mood, and my eyes were slightly moist.
"Nangong Lang, I won't disturb your reunion with Mrs. Nangong. How many days can Dong Qin's money and food last? You can rest for three days at most. His Majesty's life or death is uncertain. Please go to the Ministry of Revenue as soon as possible to do your best!" Lu Yang said to He bowed solemnly to Nangong Lang.
"Your Majesty, life or death is uncertain?" Nangong Lang was slightly startled.
Lu Yang saluted and went out.
Lu Yang gave Nangong Lang three days, but Nangong Lang re-entered the household department the next day.
At this moment, the Eastern Qin Heavenly Court had just unified the Eastern Heaven Realm, and its foundation was unstable. It was a time of crisis. Reunited with Zhuan Si, for Nangong Lang, who was at the mercy of fate and had a miserable life in all his three lives, it was a great gift for Wang Xiong to pick up Zhuan Si in advance.
With such an overwhelming favor from the emperor, how could Nangong Lang show any signs of slacking off
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In a large hall.
After several days of healing, the wound on Sheng Jiutian's chest was finally filled up, but the benevolence energy in his body was not completely drained.
"It's really a gangrene attached to the bones. This kind of benevolence is not so easy to clean up?" Sheng Jiutian said coldly.
In the cold voice, Sheng Jiutian was cleared again, and a sword-shaped white air emerged from his fingertips.
"Too little, too little, you can only clear so much at a time? Damn it, Wang Xiong!" Sheng Jiutian said depressedly.
Obviously, this injury will not heal for a while.
Suddenly, Sheng Jiutian's expression changed, as if he had thought of something.
"Kuang!"
With a touch of his hand, the door opened, and the sunlight outside the door shone in. Suddenly, a shadow formed behind Sheng Jiutian.
shadow
Sheng Jiutian stared at his own shadow. In his own shadow, was there a vague mass of black mud
"Snapped!"
Sheng Jiutian struck it away with a palm, but the black mud was still in the shadow.
No matter how you move, the black mud will follow the movement of the shadow.
"Wang, Wang, Wang Xiong?" Sheng Jiutian took a breath of air.
"Boom, boom, boom...!"
Sheng Jiutian bombarded his own shadow in a series, but he couldn't hit it. The black mud was in the shadow, but how to take it out
"Asshole? Wang Xiong, you are just like the spirit of benevolence, you are really a gangrene attached to the bones!" Sheng Jiutian glared.
As he looked into his hand, light shone in from all directions, illuminating every part of Xiang Sheng Jiutian. For a moment, the shadow no longer existed.
Sheng Jiutian's shadow disappeared, and the black mud suddenly disappeared.
With a wave of his hand, the surrounding light disappeared, leaving only a beam of light. Sheng Jiutian's shadow reappeared, and the black mud also reappeared.
"Is this the magical power of the Shadow Clan? It's impossible. I have a lot of Shadow Clan under my command. Why hasn't anyone told me about it?" Sheng Jiutian took a breath.
"Come here, tell the Shadow Clan to come and see you!" Sheng Jiutian shouted.
Soon, black shadows shot from all directions, and he immediately knelt in front of Sheng Jiutian.
Sheng Jiutian showed the black mud in the shadow to the subordinates of the Shadow Clan. The Shadow Clan thought of many ways and took action themselves, but they just couldn't catch the black mud.
"Lord, there's nothing we can do!"
"What can't you Shadow Clan do about the things in the shadows?" Sheng Jiutian said coldly.
"I've never encountered this before!" the Shadow Clan said with ugly expressions.
Sheng Jiutian looked even more ugly.
"Wang Xiong, come out, come out if you have the ability, and I will give you a hand and a kick!" Sheng Jiutian shouted to the shadow.
However, there was no reaction in the shadow, and Wang Xiong seemed to be asleep.
Sheng Jiutian: "...!"
No matter what method he tried, it was useless. The black mud stuck to Sheng Jiutian's shadow like dog skin plaster. Even Sheng Jiutian's monstrous strength was unable to do anything for a while.
This made Sheng Jiutian very angry.
"Okay, okay, okay, if you don't come out, I will destroy your Dongqin Heavenly Court! Come here!" Sheng Jiutian said bitterly.
Suddenly, a group of men in black came and bowed respectfully to Sheng Jiutian.
"I have been spending this time with Wang Xiong and it is not convenient for me to show up. You can stir up the remaining power of the Eastern Heaven Realm and turn the Eastern Qin Heavenly Palace upside down for me!" Sheng Jiutian said coldly.
"Yes!" A group of men in black responded.
"Wang Xiong, are you hiding in my shadow? I don't care what state you are in. When you wake up, I will let you see a war-torn Eastern Qin Heaven!" A murderous look flashed in Sheng Jiutian's eyes.
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In the heart gate. There is a main hall, the name of the main hall, Paradise!
Sakyamuni Buddha came to this hall after returning from the Eastern Qin Heavenly Court.
The door of the main hall opened, and Sakyamuni Buddha stepped inside. He immediately saw that the interior was like a huge world like the starry sky of the universe. The internal space of this main hall seemed to be infinitely large, with countless runes flying in all directions, showing the mystery of the moment.
"Teacher!" Sakyamuni Buddha looked at a man in gold robes who was wrapped in countless runes in the center.
The man's body was shrouded in rune light, and his face could not be seen clearly. However, there is only one person who can be called a teacher by Sakyamuni Buddha, the Lord of the Heart Gate, Amitabha Buddha.
Amitabha Buddha and Sakyamuni Buddha are both teachers and friends.
"Kuang!" The door of the main hall behind Sakyamuni Buddha closed with a bang.
"Come back?" Amitabha said calmly.
"Yes, I'm back. Wang Xiong is now...!" Sakyamuni Buddha walked up to him, sat cross-legged, and changed everything that happened in the Eastern Heaven Realm.
Amitabha listened quietly. After Sakyamuni Buddha finished speaking, Amitabha nodded: "What you said is the same as what I saw!"
"Really?" Sakyamuni Buddha showed a hint of joy on his face.
Sakyamuni Buddha did not ask Amitabha why you have seen it and still want me to say it again. He just heard Amitabha's words and felt happy from the bottom of his heart.
"Under the Gongbu Sword, although Wang Xiong used the magical power of his shadow clone to escape, this magical power was not perfect after all. His soul was traumatized and fell into a coma. He doesn't know when he will wake up!" Amitabha sighed.
"Injured so seriously?" Sakyamuni Buddha frowned.
"Yes, he was seriously injured! However, it is also an opportunity! He still has the Wheel of Life in his hand!" Amitabha said.
"Wheel of Life? Do you want him to travel through time again?" Sakyamuni Buddha asked curiously.
"Yes, this is the last time I have traveled through time!" Amitabha said calmly.
"The last time?" Sakyamuni Buddha asked in surprise.
"Luo Shu has turned into forty-five destiny wheels, corresponding to nine eras from ancient times to the present. Wang Xiong has already traveled through seven eras, and there is still the last one!" Amitabha said calmly.
"The seventh age? Aren't there two more ages?" Sakyamuni Buddha asked curiously.
"Because we reached an agreement with Ying Sihai, and Ying Sihai agreed to my request and gave him in return, Ying Sihai took five life wheels alone. He wants to monopolize an era. Therefore, Wang Xiong can only travel through eight!" Amitabha explained.
"Ying Sihai? He wants to monopolize an era? What does he want to do?" Sakyamuni Buddha asked curiously.
"He has to spend an era to accompany a woman!" Amitabha sighed slightly.
"He still can't see through it!" A sigh flashed in Sakyamuni Buddha's eyes.
"What does it mean to see through? What does it mean to not see through? If you don't break, you will break, and if you break, you won't break!" Amitabha sighed.
"Teacher, you said that Wang Xiong is already in a coma, how can he still travel through time? Moreover, his soul has been injured!" Sakyamuni Buddha worriedly asked.
"In the past, his time travels were all active. This time, I will let him travel passively. Not only him, but all the life wheels in the world will start to move because of my guidance. This time, it is the last chance. Who can seize it?" Live, just experience it once. If you can't seize it, you will never have another chance. After this time, all the life wheels in the world will all return to me! After this time, there will be no more time travel in the world! It's time for our final battle. !" Amitabha said solemnly.
"Passive time travel?" Sakyamuni Buddha asked curiously.
"The only thing I'm worried about is that it may be difficult for Wang Xiong to travel this time!" Amitabha sighed.
"What's the difficulty?"
"I 'saw' Lao Tzu's message to Confucius. I asked Wang Xiong to understand Taoism again. Unfortunately, Wang Xiong already has Confucianism. The thought has been completed, and it is not easy to reverse it!" Amitabha sighed.
"Wang Xiong even practiced Buddhism! Didn't he become a Confucian Confucius?"
"It's different. That's because he studied Buddhism but didn't realize it! Buddhism is just a tool for him, not an idea! His powerful talent allows him to understand those Buddhist dharma thoroughly. He only uses them but does not form beliefs. Now , he believes in Confucianism, how can he change it to Taoism? Once a person has a certain belief, letting him believe in something else is equivalent to destroying his original belief. That's why I said, let Wang Xiong give up Confucianism and believe in Taoism again. That’s the most difficult thing!” Amitabha sighed.
"Then, what should we do?"
"I have no choice but to look at myself. It's difficult, difficult, difficult! I wonder if I can realize my last wish!" Amitabha sighed slightly.
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