There is snow in the sky in Kyoto, and so is Taipingdo.
Not many people know that these flying shards of snow came from an ice storm in Tiandao Temple.
All the gates of the palace were closed tightly without a sound, and Xiangwang's palace was even more silent like a tomb.
Those pieces of snow flew over the high walls of the palace, and landed where the priests of Li Palace couldn't see, but failed to hit the ground.
There are countless winds behind the wall, blowing the soft snow constantly.
Hundreds of monastic masters and sergeants holding divine crossbows. Standing in the garden and courtyard of Xiangwang Mansion, there is only a wall between the black ocean of priests.
They didn't make any sound, they kept absolute silence, so the sound of breathing became clear.
The clearer it is, the heavier it is, the shorter it is, the more tense it is.
The light snow in the early spring from the sky cannot fall to the ground, is it because of these silent and mysterious, heavy breaths
King Chen Liu stood by the window, looking at his subordinates in the garden, thinking about these things in silence.
Snow kept flying outside the window, and his face was a little pale.
Because of fatigue, nothing to do with restlessness.
At this time, any regrets are unnecessary.
He turned and looked at the Taoists in Tsing Yi.
The three Taoists in Tsing Yi looked at the white-haired old Taoist.
The old Taoist is a true Taoist strongman, who has been half-sacred many years ago.
Except for Wei Shangshu of the Tang family, the blind qin master, and several hidden figures from southern aristocratic families and sects, no one can compare with him.
But even he didn't have the confidence to keep Xiang Wangfu.
Not at all.
He knew very well that if Li Gong decided to go all out, no one would be able to stop such a turmoil unless the Great Zhou court troops were all out.
The old Taoist said to King Chen Liu, "Let's go."
King Chen Liu's face became even paler, but his expression remained calm, and he said, "I can't give up these subordinates who are loyal to me and my father."
The old Taoist said with a blank expression: "I'll stay and block, you and the three nephews go first."
King Chen Liu didn't expect the other party to be willing to take risks, so he was stunned.
The old man walked to the window, ignored him, and slowly closed his eyes.
The breeze picked up the crushed snow and landed on the wrinkled face, with the white hair fluttering slightly, which looked a little touching.
Looking at this scene, Chen Liuwang's eyes were slightly wet, and he wanted to persuade him to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.
In the shortest time, he regained his composure, saluted the old Taoist, and then turned around without hesitation.
From the window to the bluestone ground in the middle of the flower hall, the bluestone ground sinks in turn, forming a stone step leading to the ground.
King Chen Liu and the three Taoists in Tsing Yi walked down the stone steps to the ground.
There is darkness ahead, and I don't know where it leads.
Suddenly, the lamp on the stone wall ignited automatically, illuminating the ground not far in front of everyone.
The ground is a little wet, and there is still some moss on the corner of the wall, which has not been cleaned for many years.
The light fell on Chen Liuwang's face.
He is calm.
There was no wetness in his eyes either.
No emotion could be seen on his face.
Those are meaningless.
He always thought so.
This fight later on doesn't make any sense either.
He doesn't care whether the old Taoist of Changchun can leave alive or die in a heroic battle.
He just needs to know that this old man will inevitably make those strong men in Li Palace suffer great losses.
It doesn't matter that those families and masters in the palace either surrendered or died in battle.
He has never doubted the loyalty and passion of these people, but these people have never been the real cards of Xiang Wangfu.
The real power of Xiangwang Mansion will not appear in Kyoto today at all.
Because his and Chen Changsheng's judgments were very close, he thought that there would be no way to fight against Tianshu Mausoleum.
It's not yet time for the final battle, but many people will die today.
He needed to keep his life safe, so he had to leave.
He will appear on the bank of Luoshui through this dark tunnel, and then leave Kyoto.
On the outskirts of Kyoto, those hundreds of Xuanjia Qingqi had been waiting for him for a long time.
He will take these Xuanjia Qingqi to Hanqiu City, and then join his most loyal subordinates and army, as well as the descendants of the Zhu family.
At that time, what should he do first? Send an appeal? Or should I poison all the trash in the Zhu family first
If it was Emperor Taizong, what would he do
Death by poisoning is not enough, it is too conspicuous, it is better to put him under house arrest, and we will talk about it after he ascends the throne.
Thinking of these things, a smile appeared in the depths of his eyes illuminated by the lights.
The three Taoists in Tsing Yi were behind him, so naturally they couldn't see them.
Father is a strong man in the sacred domain, so naturally he doesn't need to worry about his safety.
Even if Dao Zun loses, neither Xu Yourong nor Chen Changsheng are such ruthless people, so naturally they won't attack the concubines and concubines in the palace.
King Chen Liu felt that he had thought of everything, considered everything, and counted everything.
But he didn't think of his new wife, Pingguo, or even the matter itself.
He also didn't count that somewhere in front of this dark tunnel, someone was waiting for him.
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In a quiet tunnel, any sound will be particularly clear.
For example, the sound of underground water, such as the sound of ants crawling across the wall.
The two nuns opened their eyes.
There were footsteps coming from the front, in the direction of the prince's mansion.
Huai Shu glanced at the senior sister.
Huai Ren looked indifferent.
Suddenly, the faint light coming from ahead had a strange refraction.
It seems that there is some kind of distortion in the space there.
What kind of power can actually distort the space so silently
Huai Shu sensed that breath, and said in horror: "What is this?"
Huairen raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in surprise, "His Majesty the Pope also made a move?"
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When the space in the tunnel is distorted, a similar situation occurs in the sky.
The dim sky light was scattered everywhere, illuminating the surroundings of Prince Xiang's Mansion extremely clearly.
An indescribable coercion fell to the ground from a distant height.
The wind and snow suddenly became violent.
A black dragon claw broke through the clouds and slowly fell.
The dragon's claw is like a black mountain, and the scales on it are like dark windows, exuding an extremely terrifying atmosphere.
Those generals and strong men could no longer maintain their composure and shouted in panic.
The white-haired old Taoist suddenly opened his eyes and shot out a ray of light.
A ray of light envelops Xiang Wang's mansion, which is a very powerful defensive formation.
The old Taoist looked at the sky and shouted in a cold voice: "Should die!"
Before the words fell, the Dao sword came out, turned into an extremely stern light, flew towards the sky, pierced through the thick clouds, and no one knew where it was going!
He knew that his opponent today was very strong, but he still had no fear.
This sword condensed his whole life's cultivation, and he was already infinitely close to the sacred realm. Coupled with the formation of the palace, as long as the opponent is not yet an adult, he will inevitably be injured and return!
However, he didn't know that today's real opponent was not in the depths of the wind and snow, but had been in Xiangwang's mansion all along.
When he poured all his spirit into that sword, the man also moved.
The man was standing in the corner, his shoulders drooping, and an ordinary-looking sword was loosely tied around his waist.
At some point, his slender fingers grasped the hilt of the sword, appearing extraordinarily stable and harmonious.
If someone sees this scene, they will even have an illusion.
His hand and sword are one.
How could there be a faster sword than this
A sword light lit up and then disappeared.
It's like a flash of fireworks, or a flash in the pan.
Two holes appeared in the two brick walls.
A piece of sword tip pierced the cyan Taoist robe, with blood on it.