"It would be a pity if such a good manor was burnt down." Bi Ningshuai muttered, looking around, trying to find something valuable and take it away.
Tiansuan scholar and Su Yun both quieted down and became serious, feeling the anger on Feng Feiyun, and stopped talking and laughing.
Ji Yunyun brewed a pot of good tea, Shi Shiran walked over and poured it twice for Feng Feiyun.
Feng Feiyun didn't drink tea, and said, "I have three questions to ask, and I'll leave after I've asked."
"But it's okay to ask!" The Tiansuan scholar knew that Feng Feiyun was here to find him, and he had already figured out which three questions Feng Feiyun wanted to ask.
"The first question, what is the relationship between Beiming Moshou and Qianjin Yixiaolou?" Feng Feiyun said.
The Tiansuan scholar pondered for a moment, and an invisible brilliance flew out from his sleeves, isolating this space, fearing that their conversation would be heard by some cultivators.
After taking all these precautionary measures, he arrived: "Behind Qianjin Yixiaolou is the evil Taoist holy place 'Putuo Mountain', and the existence of Putuo Mountain has a deep connection with the royal family, and the person who supports the existence is the It is the prince, and the one who Beiming Moshou supports is also the prince, and that's how their relationship is."
Although the Tiansuan scholar said it very obscurely, Feng Feiyun could still hear it. The power of the evil way in Putuo Mountain should have penetrated into the capital of God, and the hiding place should be Qianjin Yixiaolou.
Qianjin Yixiaolou and Beiming Moshou both wanted to assist the crown prince in his succession, so if Feng Feiyun wanted to move Qianjinyixiaolou, Beiming Moshou would naturally interfere.
If the evil-doers of Putuo Mountain really lived in the Qianjin Yixiao Building, then it would be at least three times more difficult to go to the Qianjin Yixiao Building to rob people, or even destroy the Qianjin Yixiao Building.
Feng Feiyun said again: "The second question, how can we lead the Shenwu army into the city?"
"There is no need to lead the Shenwu army into the city. If you want to destroy Qianjin Yixiaolou, the soldiers depend on the quality, not the quantity." Tiansuan scholar said.
Feng Feiyun naturally understands this truth, but if he just invites the three great princes into the city, and leaves the Shenwu army outside the city, then it is very likely that someone will take advantage of it to enter the backyard and copy the backyard. Now the situation in Shendu It's subtle, and if there is a slight difference, it may lead to the situation in the world.
Feng Feiyun cannot take this risk.
Feng Feiyun continued: "The third question, where is Ning Fengxian, one of the three Daomen loose people?"
This old man owes Feng Feiyun a big favor, and he is also a high-ranking giant with the ninth destiny. If he can be invited to sit in charge, it will be enough to deal with all the variables.
The Tiansuan scholar put his hand inside his sleeve and moved it slightly. After a while, he slowly opened his eyes and said, "Nantian Temple!"
"Thank you for the advice, let's leave it now, and you continue to play chess." Feng Feiyun stood up suddenly, and left Qinxin Villa before he had time to take a sip of the tea.
Feng Feiyun did not rush to Nantian Temple directly, but went to Fengjia Beppu to meet Wanxiangcen, and then went to meet Wolongsheng.
Feng Feiyun is not a reckless person. Instead, he acts cautiously, considers things carefully, and makes various arrangements to mobilize the strong Feng family in Shendu and the strong in Bingxian Corpse Cave, and then return to God. Wangfu.
"How long does it take?" Long Cangyue saw that Feng Feiyun had already made up his mind and would not change it, so he did not stop him anymore.
"Tomorrow will be the Flower Emperor Contest. Before noon tomorrow, Qianjin Yixiaolou must disappear from the ground of Shendu." Feng Feiyun's eyes were cold, and his fingers were condensed with spiritual light, and he drew a line on the stone wall. Dao lines and symbols, the most central position, is marked with the words "Qian Jin Yi Xiao Lou".
There are many different symbols on the stone wall, marking different forces, some are drawn with triangles, some are drawn with circles, some are drawn with crosses, some are ticked... The relationship between the two forces is based on shoulders and lines. Connect, mark out the relationship context.
The situation in Shendu is complicated, like a game of chess. Only by calculating every joint can we ensure that nothing goes wrong.
Long Cangyue stood behind Feng Feiyun and said, "Qianjin Yixiaolou's forces are very powerful, and they are interspersed with interests of all parties. Once they are shot, it will definitely trigger a chain reaction, such as Tianya Slave Farm and Taiyuan. When they go to the Palace of Death, they will definitely not stand by and watch, and there will be strong people coming to rescue."
Qianjin Yixiaolou, Tianya Slave Farm, and Taishang Death Palace are all forces under Putuo Mountain.
Feng Feiyun nodded and said, "These are all within my scope of consideration. If you come to the palace tonight, please ask the concubine to take care of everything in the palace. I hope there will be no news before the Qianjinyixiaolou is destroyed. It was passed on to the imperial palace. As for the consequences after the destruction of Qianjin Yixiaolou, I shall bear it alone."
Emperor Jin has entered the spiritual retreat. Unless someone spreads the news to his ears, he will not know what happened to the gods.
"Can you handle it alone?" Long Cangyue said.
Feng Feiyun pointed a little above the stone wall of the strong man, and all the inscriptions on it fell off and turned into lime on the ground. He turned his head and stared at her with awe, and said, "I can handle it."
Long Cangyue gave him a deep look, then turned around and left, put on her palace attire, and entered the palace overnight with a group of eunuchs riding a golden chariot.
Feng Feiyun's eyes are full of dignified colors, standing alone in the palace of the gods, looking at the bright moon above his head, in the night, a flame flew out of thin air and jumped a few times behind Feng Feiyun. Down, then restrained, turned into a beauty.
She seemed to appear out of thin air, and even the powerhouses of the God Palace did not notice her.
Nangong's red and beautiful eyes were filled with smoke, and she said, "Are you going to take action against Qianjin Yixiaolou?"
"Yes, I promised you that I would hand everyone Ye Ye into your hands." Feng Feiyun had a faint smile on his face.
Nangong Hongyan stood under the moon, her body seemed to be covered with a layer of silver gauze, and said coldly, "Why didn't you inform me about this kind of thing?"
Feng Feiyun paused and said with a smile: "Leave this kind of trivial matter to me, why don't you join in the fun."
"This kind of thing, I have to go." Nangong Hongyan knew that Qianjin Yixiaolou was not easy to deal with, there were too many forces involved, and there was Putuo Mountain behind it, even if Feng Feiyun recalled the three Tianhou and Shenwu The army, if you want to break the Qianjin Yixiaolou, it is only five or five.
There are many dangers in this, and if one is not good, you may lose the whole game, and the blood will stain the capital.
Feng Feiyun didn't want her to follow her on the adventure, so she didn't tell her about it.
"Alright then! I will definitely take you with me when I start with Qianjin Yixiaolou." Feng Feiyun said.
"When will you start?" Nangong Hongyan asked.
"Three days later." Feng Feiyun paused, then said: "I need three days to arrange. After three days, you come to the Palace of God to find me, and I will take you to rescue everyone Ye Ye."
"Really three days later?" Nangong Hongyan didn't believe Feng Feiyun's words.
Feng Feiyun said solemnly: "How could I lie to you about such an important matter? You can return to Jue Selou now, and wait for my news with peace of mind!"
It wasn't until Feng Feiyun confirmed that Nangong Hongyan had really left that he walked out of the God King's Mansion alone and rushed towards Nantian Temple.
To deal with Qianjin Yixiaolou, there must be an extremely strong person in charge. If "Ning Fengxian" can be invited out, Feng Feiyun will be more confident.
This night, the entire gods were surging under the dark tide. Many bright and sharp people had already smelled a strong smell of gunpowder smoke. They knew that the gods were going to have a big event, but they were not sure when it would break out.
In the early morning of the next day, before the bells of the Nine Gates in the Divine Capital rang, in front of the Gushen Gate in the south of the city, a team of monks riding on iron unicorns was ushered in.
"Da da!"
The hooves of the unicorn smashed the thick snow, making the sound of metal hitting the slate.
Feng Feiyun was wearing a black battle armor, a dragon-shaped battle helmet on his head, a seven-meter-long sword on his shoulders, and was riding on the back of the front unicorn.
On the left and right sides of him are a monk and a monk. The monk looks like seven or eight years old. He is a little novice. His whole body is covered with golden treasure light. vicissitudes and solemnity.
The background of this little monk is not small. It is the abbot of Nantian Temple, "Da Maitreya", who practiced "Not Old Zen" and lived for more than 700 years, still like a child.
And the Taoist on the other side was one of the three scattered people of Taoism, "Ning Fengxian".
Behind the monk and one group is a group of dead men from the palace of the gods, all of them are surrounded by suffocating energy, and they are so terrifying that the pedestrians on the street can't escape in time, and they are inexplicable. So early, what is going to happen? event
"Stop here, it's not time to open the city gate yet." A majestic voice came from above the city wall like a black mountain range, scolding.
Feng Feiyun took out the decree of the king of the gods, and a ray of light erupted from the palm of his hand, making the decree of the king of gods dazzling.
"Open the door!" Feng Feiyun scolded coldly.
"Meet the King of God!"
"Meet the King of God!"
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At the gate of the city, all the sergeants knelt on the ground, and the sound of the collision of the iron armor sounded, making a "crashing" sound.
The guard commander of Gushenmen, Zhang Chonglin, came out, wearing a nine-cold black basalt armor, his eyes were like lanterns, his blood was so strong that he was like a wild beast, his voice was like a tiger and a lion, and he said, "Dazai is dead. , the situation in the world is unstable, the nine gates of the Shendu are only open for three hours a day, and the soldiers of the Shenwu Army cannot enter and leave the Shendu at will."
Zhang Chonglin can become the commander of one of the nine sects. Naturally, he has a high cultivation base. The power in his body is so powerful that he does not take Feng Feiyun in his eyes at all. In his opinion, although Feng Feiyun is It is the king of the dynasty, but the cultivation base is too low, and he is not qualified to kneel at all.