Prince Yi's Mansion.
The old man standing in the river held the big boat with one hand, and the big boat couldn't move anymore. One finger pointed to Master Xiao who was one mile away, and Master Xiao could no longer move.
After stopping the big boat, the river channel that had been cut off by his stepping on it gradually became unobstructed. The figure of the old man also rose gradually with the water waves. What he was stepping on was a willow branch that was just about to spit out new green, but it carried the old man up and down like a light boat with the waves. The old man withdrew his gaze from Xiao Zhenren, then swung his sleeves back, and with a bang, the river behind him was blown away by the force of the blow, huge waves churned up, and many people rushed out as the river widened. The koi was blown into the air.
The big boat started to retreat after the old man flicked his sleeves, and the old man pushed the big boat upstream!
Everyone was astonished by this scene, and now they really understand what the phrase "infinite manpower" means. Before today, they would never have believed that someone could stop the flow of a great river by himself, stop a warship from sailing, or even push the big ship upstream, and what this person was stepping on was only a finger-thick willow branch.
Standing at the bow of the boat, Prince Yi's face was paler than paper, and he bent down to look at the old man with horror and despair in his eyes. After a while, he straightened up and shouted like crazy, ordering the soldiers to shoot the old man. But at such a short distance, the powerful crossbow arrows couldn't pierce the old man at all, and it seemed as if they were shaken away by an invisible shield halfway.
Prince Yi ran back a few steps, yelling loudly to let the people under the boat slide their oars. But the more than a hundred oars on both sides of the big boat have been rowing all the time, but how can they have any effect
Prince Yi suddenly felt all the strength in his body was pulled out, he sat down on the deck slumped, at a loss. He is not a person who easily admits defeat, but in front of this old man who no longer belongs to the category of human beings, what is the point of all his unwillingness
The battleship that had just rushed out of the palace compound was slowly pushed back, the old man just glanced over it lightly, the oars and the four impellers on both sides of the big ship were all broken, and were cut neatly. Even a sword mark suddenly appeared on the hard hull, followed by the big boat groaning as if it was overwhelmed, a huge hole suddenly opened on one side of the ship's side, and the river water poured into the hull immediately.
The soldiers and boatmen on the ship began to howl in despair, and they jumped off the big ship to try to escape. But how could Luo Weiran and others who had rushed over let them go? The crossbow in the hands of the Ouchi guards began to show power, and Prince Yi's subordinates in the river were only passively beaten, and dozens of them were shot to death in a short time.
The rest of the people started shouting to surrender, Luo Weiran waved his hands and ordered them to be arrested.
No matter how difficult it was to move the flooded boat, it slowly sank to the bottom of the river. But the water in the river was not enough to submerge the big boat, and the people on the big boat knelt down one after another, put their weapons aside and stopped resisting. The distraught Prince Yi suddenly stood up, grabbed a horizontal knife from the ground and waved it like crazy.
"I am the true Son of Heaven, you all kneel down to me!"
He screamed and wielded his knife: "You all kneel down, I will spare you!"
He grabbed a soldier and shouted: "Go, go and kill those people for me. I will make you the Marquis of Ten Thousand Households, no... I will make you the Duke of the country, and make you the king!"
The soldier glanced at him in horror, pushed him away and stumbled out. Prince Yi caught up from behind and tore the soldier's back open with a single knife: "Those who betray me will die a terrible death! You humble people, can't you see that I am the supreme emperor of the Sui Dynasty?" ? What is Yang Yi? He is a useless idiot!"
"You all take up your swords for me, kill, kill, kill all the rebellious officials and thieves. The queen mother... yes! The queen mother is already waiting for me to enter the palace!"
The few great practitioners who had been guarding him looked at the old man who had walked ashore slowly, then at Luo Weiran and the others, and then at Prince Yi who had fallen into madness. They looked at each other. One of them sighed helplessly, turned around and flew away, and the others glanced at each other, then followed suit.
These few people are well-cultivated. They originally hoped to have a bright future after rebelling with Prince Yi, but now it seems that it is nothing more than a mirror image. These quacks do not have absolute loyalty, so they would not accompany Prince Yi to die. They turned around and left without a trace of apology or guilt.
However, they couldn't leave at all.
Although those few don't know the specific cultivation level, but they must all be the gangsters of one party who flew away from the big boat. When they were still in mid-air, they suddenly froze for a moment, followed by one after another in mid-air. cut. The wound was straight and smooth, as if they flew up and hit an invisible sharp steel wire in mid-air, and were cut open in the middle.
These few great practitioners who don't know their names may have a very high status in the world. But today, he died so easily and simply without knowing why.
The old man with a willow branch in his hand retracted his gaze, twitched the corner of his mouth and muttered, "Isn't it too late for me to get up and run now?"
But at this time, Master Xiao who had killed Wudang Kangxiu in the Martial Arts Academy, only one head and two arms were left exposed. His arms were still raised, as if he was still struggling to resist. But his body is still sinking, maybe after a while, his head will be buried deeply.
The old man glanced at Master Xiao indifferently, ignoring the real fear and pleading in Master Xiao's eyes.
He was so old that he seemed to have difficulty even walking. From the shore to the front of Reverend Xiao, the distance was less than 30 meters, and he had to walk for more than ten minutes to get there. After walking a few steps, he had to stop for a rest. And looking at his expression, you can tell that he is definitely not the weak and old man he pretended to be.
"You… "
Walking in front of Reverend Xiao, the old man sat down slowly with his hands on the tree, looked at Reverend Xiao and sighed: "It's just that my heart is too greedy. After getting so greedy, I even forget who I am. You thought you were already standing I have reached a very high place, already high enough to see the whole world clearly... Bah... Am I taller than you? Even I can't see three feet in front of me and behind me, can you see a fart? The emperor... How can it be so easy to be an emperor? of."
Zhenren Xiao, who kept bleeding from his mouth, gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words: "I... never thought of... being a shitty emperor."
The old man looked at the willow branch in his hand and waved it casually, the pressure on Master Xiao's head suddenly disappeared.
"You want Taoism to be as majestic as Buddhism, that's right, but your way is wrong."
The old man smiled and stopped talking.
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Breeze view.
The two Taoists patrolled the corridor back and forth, holding long swords in their hands, they looked as if they were all nervous, with serious expressions, and they walked back and forth very quickly. There was no conversation between the two of them, they just glanced around vigilantly from time to time. At the gate of this small courtyard, there are two Taoists guarding it with swords. I don't know what is important in the courtyard that makes them guard it so closely.
The two Taoists guarding the door are disciples of Qingfeng Temple, as are the two who patrol inside. Early in the morning, most of the Taoists of Qingle Mountain Yiqi Temple left. The master of Qingfeng Temple walked over slowly, looked around and asked, "Is there anything wrong?"
The Taoist at the door hurriedly saluted: "No, that person's air pockets are sealed by golden needles, so he can't move."
The temple master hummed and said: "You still have to be more careful. After all, this person's status is so high, and his cultivation base will not be low. You can't be careless about what the head teacher explained. I will go to the front and wait. If the head teacher doesn't come back, Anyone who comes here is not allowed to approach here, if they force their way, they will be killed."
"Obey!"
The two Taoists responded.
The temple master glanced at the room, and for some reason shook his head and sighed. He didn't stop much, and walked away quickly. After a while, the Taoists guarding the gate suddenly saw a figure flickering not far away, one of the Taoists winked, the other Taoist nodded, and cautiously looked over there with his sword.
The Taoist who stayed behind looked at his companion and also clenched the hilt of his sword. At this moment, a person appeared behind him like a ghost, stretched out his hand and pressed on the Taoist's back heart, the Taoist's body stiffened suddenly, and then fell limply. The Taoist who went out to check seemed to have noticed something, and turned around abruptly. However, countless blades that can almost be seen by the naked eye suddenly appeared in midair, spinning towards them.
Before he even had time to shout, his throat was cut by those blades.
After killing two people in a row, the attacker slowly turned out from the door.
She was wearing a gray Taoist robe, but it was still difficult to conceal her graceful figure. Her hair was pulled up in a bun on top of her head, and a sleek ponytail hung down the back of her head. This is a woman so beautiful that people can't bear to look away. It is impossible to find any flaws on her face. She killed two Taoists of Qingfeng Temple, but she didn't seem to care at all.
Walking into the courtyard, her appearance immediately attracted the attention of the two patrolling priests.
"Senior Sister Mo?"
A Taoist was stunned for a moment, and then said in embarrassment: "Why are you here? The temple master told me that no one is allowed to come in. You...you should leave."
The woman who came was Mo Ningzhi.
She smiled, her smile was as beautiful as a peach blossom.
"Master let me see if the guards are tight. The people in the room are very important, so nothing can go wrong."
A Taoist hurriedly said: "Senior Sister Mo, don't worry, nothing will happen."
Mo Ningzhi hummed, and said with a smile: "But the master asked me to check, I can't just turn around and leave like this. Brothers, how about I take a look through the window? I don't approach, just look out the window Look, it's also good to return to Master. Brothers, don't make things difficult for me, okay?"
Her tone of voice was a little begging, and there was a bewitching look in her eyes.
The two Taoists only hesitated for a moment before giving up their resistance and agreed to her going over to check. Mo Ning smiled sweetly, the two Taoists had already looked straight into the eyes. There seemed to be a kind of magical power released from Mo Ningzhi's eyes, which made them irresistible. Mo Ningzhi walked over, smiled and nodded to the two Taoists.
When she leaned over slightly, countless blades suddenly appeared again, right in front of the two Taoist priests, their throats were cut open without even reacting.
Mo Ningzhi smiled coldly, opened the door and walked in.
In the room, a young fat Taoist sat cross-legged. One hundred and twenty-eight golden needles were pierced on his body, sealing all his air pockets. At this time, he was completely useless, without the strength to stand up. Mo Ningzhi walked slowly in front of him, frowned and pondered for a while, then began to pull out those golden needles.
The fat Taoist slowly opened his eyes, his face changed: "Why are you?"
Mo Ningzhi said in a flat tone: "It's just a random thought that you don't deserve to die here. You are just an idiot who trusts in your side. People like you should live a few more years, otherwise I am sorry for your simplicity."
"I'm innocent?"
The fat Taoist said angrily, "Are you saying I'm stupid?"
Mo Ningzhi sneered: "Aren't you stupid? If you were smart, would you be locked up here?"
"I… "
The fat Taoist opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to argue.
"I gotta go."
Mo Ningzhi pulled out the last golden needle: "The Taoist sect must be ruined, this is no longer my place."
"The Taoist sect will not be destroyed!"
The fat Taoist grinned involuntarily because of the sudden recovery of his blood, and his limbs ached: "Brother did something wrong, but Daozong is still Daozong. As long as I am here, I will not let Daozong fall! Master!" I once said that if Daozong flourishes, it will surely flourish in my hands."
"oh?"
Mo Ningzhi smiled and said, "Do you think you can do it?"
The fat Taoist said loudly: "If you don't believe me, just watch!"
Mo Ningzhi was silent for a while, and suddenly changed her previous thoughts: "Well, I will stay. But you must promise me one thing."
"you say!"
The fat Taoist rubbed his shoulders and said, "You are my savior, and if you can promise, I will naturally not refuse."
"If Daozong does not fall, you can go back to Qingle Mountain to preside over the Yiqi Temple... I will be a great priest in red robes!"
She held her jaw high, her eyes full of confidence and pride.
"If there is no accident, the emperor will not announce Daozong's treason to the outside world. Because Daozong still needs Daozong now, if your senior brother dies, maybe the emperor will give him a big reward."
She looked at the fat Taoist and said word by word: "Xiang Qingniu, but you should know that the emperor will no longer trust Qingle Mountain after this incident, how do you want to revive your outlook? I can help you...but I have to Be the first person under the leadership."