Yagyu Shengming's round face still maintained a smile like the Maitreya Buddha. After a moment of confusion, he said: Why is the saint sitting on the throne so high? Could it be that she has aspirations to conquer the world
Gu Xiaosang rubbed the golden armrest, the solemnity disappeared, and she smiled sweetly: There are always overt and covert fights over who can sit on this throne. It seems extremely precious. The little girl is inevitably curious about it. Now that she is about to leave and has the opportunity, how can she do it? Don't give it a try
When I actually sat on it, I realized that it was nothing more than an ordinary chair. point
She stood up slowly, looking relaxed.
Although Gu Xiaosang deliberately confused the concept of the throne, Liu Shengming's focus was not on this. His expression changed slightly: The saint is leaving, but King Qi has not yet condensed his Dharma body, so there may be many twists and turns.
Gu Xiaosang glanced at the expressionless lamp-bearer and said with a smile: My Luo Jiao can cure all diseases, and the medicine will cure the disease, but it will never include condensing the Dharma body, otherwise Dharma kings would have appeared long ago and turned the world into a Vacuum hometown.
The Holy Emperor's Demonic Order can only help King Qi to unobtrusively refine the power of all living beings accumulated in the Shendu Array and increase the possibility of success, but whether he can achieve the Dharmakaya ultimately depends on him. We can't help him. I'm busy. In that case, why not go back
At this point, she chuckled: Anyway, the little girl has already viewed the wordless monument, and the sect and the Mietian Clan have each taken what they need. Do we have to wait for King Qi to turn his back and deny anyone after his death
Liu Shengming put on a smile: King Qi started preparing many years ago, so he should be certain. Liu is not worried about this, but is condensing the Dharma body and making great movements. If there is interference from outside forces, he may fall short of the success. Hey, if he can be as crazy as The king’s secret sermon has only been known to a few people now, so that’s great
How about the Mad King. How could the little girl know that King Qi was not worried? Why should Liu Shenhua be worried? Gu Xiaosang said with a half-smile.
Liu Shengming was startled when he heard this, and turned his head to look at the palace near Tai Chi Hall.
Gu Xiaosang walked down the steps slowly with his hands behind his back, his white skirt swaying with his steps, indescribably pure and holy: Moreover, who else in the divine capital can interfere with this
If it is a group of immortals, the little girl and the magic envoy holding the lamp cannot stop Doumu Yuanjun who has no scruples. I believe King Qi will have his own way.
Liu Shengming frowned: Fa
Gu Xiaosang was followed by the lantern god, and he passed by Liu Shengming. He interrupted his words with a chuckle: Liu Shenqi was really loyal to the emperor and King Qi, and could not tell the identity of the Taoist Protector at all.
Liu Shengming was a little embarrassed, and he laughed and said: Liu's identity was exposed by the saint, and the emperor and King Qi refused to abandon him. He should cut off the past and start a new life.
Gu Xiaosang did not look back, walked out of the Tai Chi Hall, and said with a low smile: I heard that the contemporary Xuannv and Huanxi Bodhisattva both came down the mountain. Willow God catches it and does it for himself.
Liu Shengming's face was dim and uncertain, and he watched helplessly as Gu Xiaosang, who was wearing a white dress, disappeared into the square outside the palace. The envoy holding the green lantern in his hand was as thin and old as a servant.
It was still a scorching sun just now. Nowadays, a layer of dark clouds has slowly been cast over it, and it seems that a continuous autumn rain is about to fall.
The lantern god held a green umbrella in his left hand, which he held religiously above Gu Xiaosang's head, and looked back at the palace in the distance. He whispered: It seems that Liu Shengming has not yet gained complete trust, and now he has to look up to the king himself, if he can condense the law body. The situation in the world is about to change drastically, which will be extremely beneficial to our great wish of Luo Jiao.
Gu Xiaosang's eyes flashed and he smiled wisely: It doesn't matter whether he succeeds or not. After this incident, can the relationship between the Zhao family and other top aristocratic families be restored to what it was before? This is the source of the chaos.
Drops of rain fell and hit the green umbrella. In the hazy drizzle, the skinny back of the lantern god was straight, and the hand holding the umbrella did not waver at all. Gu Xiaosang was slender and spotless, like a fairy in the rain.
Dark clouds gathered, and the sky above Shendu became as dark as night. There was only continuous autumn rain, but no lightning or thunder.
With the imperial palace as the center, the city of Gods suddenly lit up with a hazy golden light, covering all places. The golden light was like smoke, and you could see the red dust, smoke and lights, fishermen, woodcutter, farmers, and martial arts monks.
They change erratically, tumbling and condensing, turning into streaks of golden energy, like real dragons with teeth and claws, coiling over the palace.
The Holy Emperor's Demonic Order in the hand of King Qi Zhao Wuyan floated in the air, absorbing the true dragon's energy like a whale swallowing the sea, and then shot out streaks of auspicious clouds and fell on Zhao Wuyan.
Behind Zhao Wuyan appeared the appearance of a master, wearing a flat crown on his head, wearing an emperor's robe, with a face like a dragon's face, wrapped around a real dragon, holding the emperor's sword in his hand, and holding the golden seal in his palm. This was his emperor's appearance.
The Dharma image moved forward and overlapped with his physical body, seeming to be both illusion and reality, slowly blending together.
Zhao Wuyan's expression was calm, his eyebrows and beard were widened, pale and dancing, and the dust of the years was gone.
He has reached the most critical moment. If he can successfully take this step, he will no longer be a worldly person.
The center of the dark clouds was getting darker and darker, as if something terrible was brewing.
How could such changes in the city of gods be hidden from the powerful men in Yulin Garden
Cui Qingyu's expression changed. He was about to investigate the source of the incident when he suddenly felt the light and shadow change. The phantom array rapidly expanded, and the entire Yulin Garden became dark and isolated from the world.
The bright or faint forbidden flickers merged into the void. Cui Qingyu, Cui Yan, Song Shouren and other top aristocratic families came to their senses and cast their gazes on the old emperor on the central platform.
He leaned on the back of the chair, his old and slack face showing some relief. Next to him, Sima Shi stood among the many restrictions, using the formation method to run the core.
There were layers of formations, and it was impossible to distinguish between illusion and reality. The old emperor was protected within them so that no one could ever see the battle between the talents.
Dear friends, please be patient and wait a moment for the formation to resolve itself. The old emperor smiled.
People like Cui Qingyu have connected all the things that happened before:
It was you who colluded with Luo Jiao and Mie Tian Clan, and it was you who took away the Holy Emperor’s Demonic Order
You have to help King Qi condense his Dharmakaya
He suddenly became cheerful. No wonder the two powerful men Sima Shi and Zhao Wuyan joined forces before, and they didn't even touch Luo Jiao's hair.
Even if it is right to focus on attacking the strongest Doumu Yuanjun, it is not like this.
Cui Qingyu subconsciously ignored this point because he preconceived the idea that it was impossible for the royal family to cooperate with Luo Jiao, an evil cult known for its rebellion and subversion.
Now it seems that as long as there are enough benefits, the enemy who killed his father can also cooperate.
The expressions of the powerful men from the aristocratic families changed slightly. They each held weapons and their auras rose, preparing to directly break the formation.
There are so many masters and soldiers. There is nothing I can do to add a Sima Shi formation.
At least there is currently no sign of the Nine Dragon Seal and the Emperor's Sword.
At this moment, the old emperor chuckled and said: Dear members of the family, many of you still have a trace of your aura in your nephews. Even if you are not worried about their safety, you must consider the backlash of the formation.
Of course, with your strength, a cup of tea can only trouble you and hurt you slightly, but a cup of tea is enough.
His eyes swept over Cui Qingyu, Song Shouren and others, and seemed to be saying. Without the help of most powerful people, it will take a while to break the formation just by relying on you. This is what we need.
The one with the aura attached to Cui Che was Cui Yan, but not Cui Qingyu. There were some similar people, and Song Quanlue, Zhang Yuanli and others were eliminated early by Meng Qi.
Cui Qingyu stroked the hilt of his sword, his expression returned to normal, and he stood still. Song Shouren and others who were planning to take action were slightly surprised and did not rush.
Your Majesty, it is a good thing to condense the Dharma Body. The Great Jin Dynasty will completely overwhelm the sect. Why bother being so tense? Cui Qingyu said calmly.
The old emperor suddenly laughed loudly, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world: Haha, if it is upright, your Cui family will allow King Qi to condense the Dharmakaya
It would be better without Cui Qinghe. Under the pressure of the sect, everyone here knows the general idea, but Cui Qinghe was born so many years ago. I believe that no one in your family wants the royal family to have its Dharmakaya appear and truly rule the world.
His expression turned grim: a prince with too much qualifications could not succeed to the throne, and the power of a strong man in the clan to refine all living beings was closely monitored. This is called happy to see success.
King Qi has reached his limit many years ago, but he is still a few steps away from the Dharmakaya. The power of refining sentient beings is being watched by you. You cannot exceed the limit, let alone finally break through the barrier. Therefore, I give up myself and transform the power of sentient beings. Give it to the King of Qi, even if it backfires and your life is not long, I am still willing
Now King Qi is somewhat sure, and he has obtained the Holy Emperor's magic order to practice secretly for a while. If I can achieve the Dharmakaya, even if I die on the spot, what's the problem? I can laugh at my ancestors.
Using the emperor's body to transform sentient beings to give King Qi the power to transform is inefficient and time-consuming. Ten years may not be worth the weight of half-month transformation of the Holy Emperor's demonic order.
The old emperor believed that as long as King Qi successfully attained the Dharmakaya, all the major families would compromise. With the Western Regions of the Northern Zhou Dynasty outside and the sects inside, they would make wise choices.
If it fails, the Cui family is not ready yet, and it will at most worsen the Zhao family's situation. If there is no Dharmakaya, as the Cui family becomes stronger, it will be a matter of time.
The powerful men from all the major families had gloomy expressions. They did not expect that the old emperor had been planning for so long.
Cui Qingyu was neither surprised nor angry: but he could not help but join forces with the nine demons and willingly fall.
The old emperor smiled and said: I know that Luo Jiao and Mie Tian Clan have ulterior motives, but even if it is poison, you still have to drink it in order to survive.
He saw Cui Qingyu's face change, and he seemed to have expected something: Cui Qing's family, I know that your sword was given to you by Qinghe, and you can contact him from a distance, but you forgot that you are in the formation.
The reason why Cui Qingyu stayed still was to communicate secretly. Now that he was exposed, he snorted coldly and drew his sword out of its sheath. He seemed to be attacking but not attacking, and seemed to be defending but not defending.
Other strong men from aristocratic families either cooperated with his attack, or closed their eyes, sensed the aura, and tried to pull it out with their outstanding nephew.
Because of the formation obstruction, although this process is not dangerous, it is extremely slow.
Su Li retreated to the back of the high platform and closed his eyes to sense it, but the formations were changing endlessly. With his level of the third level of the exterior scene, he would not be able to detect his own aura for a while.
At this time, he regretted that he should have let Su Yue attach his aura, but he was wary and finally decided to take action himself.
Murderous intentions kept emerging and disappearing, making Meng Qi quite confused.
This seems to be a special skill, using murderous intent to disrupt one's attention, rather than a change. Someone can hide it from the powerful outside and attack him secretly.
After walking a few steps, the fog dissipated. Although it was still dark, I could already sense the surrounding conditions.
Suddenly, Meng Qi felt happy because there was a person standing next to the huge rock in front of him. He was wearing white clothes and a plain skirt, as cold as the moon. He was holding a guqin in his hands and felt its breath. It was Ruan Yushu.
Finally, he met his friend. Meng Qi felt that his breathing was normal, so he walked over and said hello: Yushu, we are really destined.
When they were getting close, Meng Qi's eyes suddenly narrowed. No, that Guqin was not Qifeng, it was just similar.
If you weren't familiar with snack food, you would never be able to identify it.
At this moment, Ruan Yushu stretched out his right palm, as fast as an afterimage, and struck Meng Qi's eyebrows silently. .