Chapter 426: Spring Breeze is illiterate
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In front of Chai Rong knelt a plainly dressed monk, the monk had white eyebrows and snow beard, but there was a decadent look on his face.
Chai Ronglong, with a little gloomy on his face, was so majestic that it was difficult to disperse, and the tiger's eyes shot a fiery light, and his angular face was like a knife, revealing the majesty that had been accumulated for a long time. He looked at the old monk who was kneeling on the ground and was silent for a long time. In a moment, a few complicated expressions began to appear on his face, and he let out a long sigh.
"The widow respects you for a generation of high monks, and you have a wonderful hand rejuvenation technique, but now you have committed such a heinous evil act, which makes the world look at you. Everyone in the world knows that Master Huaisu is compassionate, but he never thought that the first emperor died because of you. But what face do you have to dare to come to see the widow, don't think that the widow will not dare to deal with you. Chai Rong's tone was solemn, and his cold words carried a bit of murderous wanton.
At this time, there was no one else in the Cide Palace, except for the red-faced man Zhao Kuangyin, and the expressionless little eunuch who had been standing behind Chai Rong with a dust. They didn't look at Master Huaisu, who couldn't kneel down for a long time, and there was a look of anger in their eyes, but it was difficult to attack.
"The little monk deserves to die for his crimes, please give your majesty the sin, and the little monk will die without regrets." Master Huaisu, who couldn't kneel for a long time, choked up and said.
"A good crime deserves death, and the widow will not dare to kill you, but you don't even give the widow an explanation, do you still have to bear all the sins for the person behind the scenes." Chai Rong's tone was as stiff as iron, and a thick luster appeared in his eyes, shooting straight towards the monk who was kneeling on the ground.
"The little monk bears it with all his might, and it really doesn't matter to others." Master Na Huaisu, who was on the ground, muttered, and could not see the expression on his face, but felt that his body was trembling uncontrollably, which was full of hope.
"What do you want to do with you, what do you want to do with your Buddha, you tell me. Do you think that by bearing it alone, you can quench the wrath of the widow? ā
No one knew that because of Huaisu's incident, Chai Rong's good impression of Buddhism in his heart had dropped to the lowest point. No one knows that because of Huaisu's matter, Chai Rong, the new emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, is full of dissatisfaction with Buddhism. And he also did a thing that caused heavy losses to Buddhism, and all the temples in Dake in the Great Zhou were forcibly closed, which is called "Sejong suppressing the Buddha", which is a later story.
Chai Rong's complicated expression flickered on his face for a long time, and finally he sighed and waved his hand, letting Huai Su, who couldn't kneel for a long time, retreat. In the face of this master Huaisu who has compassion for the world, his heart is complicated, and he never thought that the culprit who caused the death of the first emperor in the end was actually Huaisu.
In the end, he did not choose to kill Huaisu, but let him go, not because he was soft-hearted, but because the person behind Huaisu had not yet been found. It is useless to kill Huaisu like this, if you don't find out the mastermind behind the scenes, Huaisu's death has no value, but let the other party spend it in guilt, but he is still alive in the torment, which is even more cruel than killing him.
"Second brother, how is the third brother preparing?" Chai Rong's complicated expression swept away, and he didn't look at the stumbling footwork of Huaisu, who was more than ten years old, but turned his gaze to Zhao Kuangyin, who was standing aside without any words. He didn't want to dwell too much on this matter, the deceased was gone, and Huaisu was just a pitiful pawn. Find out who is behind the scenes, and all the truth will be revealed, but at this time, what he is most concerned about is the big competition between the two countries.
"The third brother and Ye Gongzi are being trained by the two heroes, and tomorrow's battle will be a little more certain. The odds of winning can only be 55 percent, and it cannot be said that 100% of the odds can be won. Big brother, we see that in addition to paying attention to the big competition between the two countries, we must also pay close attention to the whereabouts of the Khitans. In the past two days, I have caught a lot of Khitan spies, but they are all small characters, and they can't provide any reliable information. ā
The breath in the Cide Hall was solemn and cooled, and Zhao Kuangyin's eyes were full of worry, and he said to Chai Rong. He didn't expect that Master Huaisu would work hard to invite him down from Wutai Mountain, but in the end he became the culprit of framing the first emperor, which made him feel very uncomfortable. Although Chai Rong didn't have any blame for him, his heart was still filled with an insoluble guilt.
"Tomorrow, the will of the seal will be lifted, and what conspiracy Wanyan Invincible and Yan Longxing want to carry out, tomorrow will know. There hasn't been any news from the north yet, the Northern Han envoy to the Khitan, and I don't know how the alliance agreement will proceed? Those who dare to offend my Great Zhou, although they are far away, will be punished, and they are so widowed that they have to teach them that there is no return. Chai Rong's face was cold, and an awe-inspiring heavenly might spontaneously emerged, standing with his hands in his hands, and his body had already formed a domineering aura like covering the sky with one hand, he was the master of the world.
"This time, the imperial capital was sealed, and it was difficult for the news to come in for a while. And Taishi Feng has already moved out of Taishi's Mansion, and he will leave soon, just waiting for the will of the eldest brother. The eldest brother let Taishi Feng leave the imperial capital so easily, Feng Dao can't get rid of the affairs of the first emperor, don't let the tiger return to the mountain. ā
"It's okay, just because he Feng Dao alone can't stir up any waves, I have already sent the Shadow Guard to monitor his every move. When he leaves the imperial capital, it is better for him to join those who have ill intentions, and then he will know who is the real culprit behind the scenes. One Feng Dao, plus one invincible, I don't believe that they won't do anything when they come to the emperor. Tell the third brother and Na Ye Gongzi to go all out, and don't care about winning or losing. Even if they lose, if the Khitans want to take the two of them away, it will be impossible, this is the Great Zhou, not other countries. If I can't even protect the two teenagers in Da Zhou, how can I talk about dominating the world and recovering the sixteen states of Yanyun in the future. ā
Chai Rong's tone was hard, and he said loudly, and the thick domineering aura on his body was even more violent than the spring breeze in the Cide Palace.
Wherever the sword arrived, the sound of tearing like a void was endless, and Ye Yinfeng watched the sword like a stream of autumn water point on his chest. The sword was filled with a thick cold sword aura, and the person holding the sword was even more transparent and cold like frost, and the man in white who was flying like a bamboo had no expression on his face. A pair of cold piercing eyes with a bit of ruthless light.
Ye Yinfeng maintained the posture of the iron sword with his chest crossed, he didn't expect the opponent's sword to be so fast, so fast that he couldn't grasp the trajectory of the sword, and in an instant, it stabbed his chest less than an inch. As long as the other party gently sends it, there will inevitably be a big blood hole in his chest. Looking blankly at the long sword fixed in his chest, what flashed in Ye Yinfeng's mind was the momentum like ink, fast, but in the blink of an eye, fast, fast, better than lightning, what a sword this is, that momentum, like a rainbow flying fiercely, and like a meteor chasing the moon.
"You rely too much on your internal strength, there are many wonderful internal skills in this world, and only the sword in your hand is the best weapon. Even if you can calculate the trajectory of this sword, but you can't react, it's just as useless. Your sword is fast and fierce enough that no one can resist it. Practicing the sword is also like cultivating internal strength, and the way of the sword can only exert the greatest effect if it is sharp and fearless. ā
Zhang Xiaofeng hit Ye Yinfeng mercilessly, and the cold aura condensed in his eyes shot directly at the other party, causing Ye Yinfeng's whole body to tremble suddenly.
The general trend is open, and Ling Tianyun's sword technique is sharp with a bit of knife intent, but no matter what, he didn't even touch the body of the wind love knife. This made him inevitably a little discouraged, and the Mahayana true qi roared out and flowed wantonly in his body, but in the face of the natural wind love knife at the beginning of the martial arts, it was like a child standing in front of an adult.
As soon as the knife flew up, the momentum broke through the sky, but the Fenglian knife in front of him was just a finger and a palm, blocking Ling Tianyun's knife grid. His body stood still, no matter that the knife was as fast as the wind, he was still as steady as Mount Tai, and his body didn't even move.
A bloody aura surged out of Ling Tianyun's mind, causing his eyes to begin to glow with a little red glow. And he only felt that the blood in his whole body was boiling, his heart was roaring uncontrollably, his long hair was flying wildly, and he stood with his sword in both hands, like a mad demon coming to the sky.
Seeing this, Feng Liandao shot a trace of surprise in his eyes, but it was fleeting. The immovable body is filled with an oppressive momentum. There was no majestic breath oppression, it was a kind of violent pressure of will, like a carriage running over the poor ant.
Ling Tianyun's hair flew wildly, and he only felt that his chest was filled with clusters of fiery fireballs, causing the blood in his body to roar uncontrollably. He didn't even know that he had suddenly entered this violent state again, which was a phenomenon of Mahayana true qi mutation in his body that erupted in the face of a strong pressure.
"Drink", a loud shout burst out of Ling Tianyun's mouth, and the two knives raised their knives and slashed horizontally, surging strongly towards the wind love knife. I saw bursts of sword shadows like the waves of the river, endless. The stacked sword light raised a cloud of killing and condensing swords, and Ling Tianyun only felt that the treasure knife in his hand seemed to come to life. Patches of firm skin bulged over his open chest, and there was an aura that he had never felt before on his angular countenance.
The shadow of the knife waved, his feet were wrong, and the wheel-like knife surged towards the wind love knife, and the knife technique in Ling Tianyun's hand opened and closed, and the style of drawing the knife and breaking the water rose continuously. One move and one style then surged away, and in the layers of sword waves, the immovable figure of the wind love knife began to flicker. But his ordinary cloth clothes made the waves of knives rise and fall, and sometimes made the sound of hunting.
With a "bang", Ling Tianyun's figure was stunned, and then he flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, and fell to the ground hard. And he completely ignored the huge pain coming from his body, and immediately turned over and got up, he let out a wild roar, raised the treasure knife and rushed towards the wind love knife.
The panic in the city continued, and the galloping Praetorian guards were still roaming through the streets and alleys, but all this was slowly getting used to the people of the imperial capital. Fortunately, the Great Zhou Emperor has made a decree that the city gates will be opened tomorrow, so that this ancient empire will return to its former liveliness and prosperity.
The kite in Yan Longxing's hand had quietly flown into the air, and there were several vigorous and powerful characters on the kite made of white paper. The spring breeze carried the kite into the air, and slowly flew higher and higher, and the string in his hand stretched longer and longer, until it came to the end, and then pulled the high-flying and fluttering kite.
Dugu Aoxue looked up at the kite flying higher and higher in a complicated mood, and sometimes she looked at the handsome young man in white, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart. No matter how high the kite flew, the line was still in the hands of the young man in white, and it was not to be torn off by the young man in the end.
"What did you write on that kite?" Dugu Aoxue asked curiously.
"The spring breeze is illiterate, and the harrier is in the sky." Yan Longxing stared at the kite flying high in the sky with his eyes, and replied gently.