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Capital.

In March, Chang'an petals fluttered, and the rain fell like the south of the Yangtze River.

Outside the Changle Palace, after the morning dynasty, the main gate of the Great Inner was opened, and a golden silk nan carriage pulled by four sweaty and bloody horses slowly went out, only along the palace wall of Changle Palace bypassed half an alley, and came to a rather majestic mansion in front of it, a rhino horn red sandalwood plaque on the vermilion gate, the book "Ling Marquis Mansion" four square characters, the pen is majestic, towering as the heavens and all the stars.

The most important thing is that in the upper left corner of the plaque, there is a golden seal, engraved with eight ancient dragon inscriptions of "Ordered by the sky, both longevity and eternal prosperity".

Longwen is 5,400 years ago, the first generation of the Son of Heaven of the Han Dynasty adhering to the true dragon spirit, deduced and created the Son of Heaven script, which is absolutely not allowed to be copied in the people, once found is a felony of the nine clans.

At this time, some passers-by looked at the extremely noble golden silk nan carriage and the rhino horn red sandalwood plaque, and had to sigh that the grandeur of the holy family of this Qiankun Arsenal Ling Tong Ling Jue, looking at the entire Chang'an City, can be imprinted on the plaque of the town of the country, and there are no more than one palm.

The carriage entered the house, and a middle-aged man who was extremely tall, but not burly, and looked quite square got out of the carriage.

This middle-aged man has a white face and beard, but his eyebrows are extremely thick, he is dressed in a green shirt, obviously he did not wear court clothes in the early dynasty, but this casual clothes, and walked into the Jinluan Treasure Palace.

The slaves did not squint, but did not say a word, and did things quietly. The rules in the marquis's palace are extremely strict, and there is a slight difference. They will be questioned, and they will be punished with sticks. If it is heavier, it will be killed with a cane.

But they are also in infinite awe, the lord is the master of today's Qiankun arsenal, when he is a member of the first rank of the dynasty, a marquis with a different surname, no matter which identity is taken out, it is already the pinnacle, the triple identity is one, coupled with the martial arts cultivation of its top masters, looking at the entire Han ****, the weight of authority. It's also rarely available.

After half a burnt incense, the main hall.

The master of the Qiankun arsenal sat down on a purple avocado wood chair, a servant lit a quiet incense, and an old man who looked like a butler walked in in a light gray cloth robe, first bowed, and then said unhurriedly: "Master, there is news that has entered Beijing, and that one has already entered the territory of Jianghuai Dao." Yangzhou Daming Temple doesn't seem to be able to stop it. ”

"Oh, that one's past body actually couldn't stop it," this Ling Jue Ye's eyes moved. Fingers tapped on the armrest and said, "The old monk Xuming's "Descending to the Third Ming King's Body" has entered the realm of transformation. The tenfold thunder tribulation has already passed the ninefold ninefold, and only the last thunder tribulation and the sun true fire are left to refin. can achieve the pure yang primordial god and step into the top ranks. However, this last tenth tribulation of the three lives is not trivial, the old monk wants to take advantage of the situation to cut it over, so that there is no need to interfere anymore, it can be stopped, it can't be stopped, and it is easy to ask God to send God. ”

When the old man heard this, he hesitated for a moment, and said again: "This morning, after the lord went to court, there was a Dongchang Jinyi guard who came to the house and handed over the letter of inquiry. ”

The Han Dynasty **** set up three dukes, one of the three princes of the imperial history doctor in charge of the whole minister's chapter, issued the edict of the emperor of the Han Dynasty, has the right to supervise the hundred officials, and the bamboo chapter is a kind of chapter written by the lawless ministers, the so-called bamboo is difficult to write, it can be seen that it is harsh.

Syllable!

The purple avocado wood handrail that was hard to buy was broken by a palm, and this Lord Ling Tong Ling snorted coldly and said: "A group of rotten Confucians, relying on force, want to respect Confucianism alone, tomorrow in the court, this lord will also participate in a book, the third prince has been in charge of the cabinet for a long time, it's time to change it!"

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Jianghuai Road, Hailing Prefecture.

In April, it rained a lot during the Qingming Festival.

Tai County, Qintong Town.

A thousand-year-old town, the old street is moist with granite, and at this time, a carriage is dusty, crossing the archway that has stood for hundreds of years.

Magpie Lakeside.

Su Qinian grabbed the reins, put down the horsewhip, looked at the clear lake in front of him, the magpie branches, wandering on the lake, shuttling in the rain during this Qingming Festival, the rain hit the robe, clinging to the body, some cool, some cold.

I still remember my childhood, my father Su Wangsheng was not yet a high school scholar, and he and his eldest brother Su Qiming spent several years of worry-free frolicking on the shore of this magpie lake.

Su Qinian looked at the clear lake more than ten zhang away, and said lightly: "Follow all the way, Your Excellency should also appear." ”

Rumble!

The silt at the bottom of the lake exploded, the water splashed three feet high, a blood shadow rushed out like a netherworld, and a very thin blood-colored long sword set off a rain of blood, and it seemed that the entire sky had turned into blood at this time.

The fifth kill of the Nine Shadows!

This is a master, although under the spiritual power of Su Qiannian, he has not yet penetrated all the twelve canons, but the majesty of the inner family's true qi is by no means under the ordinary third-rate Xiaocheng, the master of the hungry tiger jumping stream, it can be seen that the foundation laid by this person is extremely deep, and most of them can be compared to the skill of "Turtle and Snake Gong" to the eighth layer.

However, without waiting for Su Qiannian to make a move, a King Kong Qi eyebrow stick was cast like black gold, turning from virtual to solid, into translucent, and picked it up in the air.

It was a monk's robe like ink, a young monk with unruly and cold eyes, from Yangzhou Daming Temple's "Descending the Third Ming King's Body".

At this moment, the young monk stepped on the pitch-black Bodhi leaves, and the shadow of the dark green king behind him rose and fell, like the Buddha god who had fallen into the Nine Styx River, and the black gold eyebrow stick smashed the air, revealing a vacuum world of more than ten zhang on one side.

Clang!

A stick fell, like gold and iron, the vacuum gave birth to very fine folds, and the strong wind roared like the waves, sweeping in all directions.

Burst!

The Nine Shadows and Five Kills that rushed out from the bottom of the lake spurted blood, flying out sideways like defeat, and before they could hit the ground, they were blown up in the air and turned into powder.

Su Qiannian frowned and said, "Why?"

The young heir of "Descending the Third Ming King's Body" sneered, his eyes were unruly and gloomy: "The little monk said that you are the prey of the little monk, so no one can touch it." ”

Airplanes!

The blue iron long knife roared, Su Qinian stood by the lake, and his whole body began to flow chaotic qi, mixed energy and blood were drumming, and the invisible field was pressing, pushing the carriage out thirty zhang away.

Rumble!

The next moment, Su Qinian shot directly, the long knife was directed, and the edge was cut, as if the heaven and earth were reversed like a furnace, and in the light of the knife, the dragon turtle roared, and the knife roared like a dragon.

This shot is the fifth knife of retirement.

Clang!

The black and gold eyebrows were raised, and the eyes of the young monk dressed in black became scorching, and the phantom of the dark blue king behind him also let out a silent roar.

A vacuum spread out, the magpie lake set off a huge wave more than ten zhang high, the fish and shrimp jumped wildly, the magpie was frightened to fly, there was no way to dodge, was hit by the huge wave, exploded into blood foam.

Su Qinian regressed and said in a deep voice: "You have penetrated the second and twelve canons. ”

The black-robed young monk also sneered: "Your sword technique is more mellow and condensed, but it is really a disgusting aura. ”

"Where the light is shrouded, all evils naturally retreat. ”

Su Qinian said lightly: "Daming Temple is also a holy place for Buddhism, and it is really a great irony that there is a fallen evil Buddha disciple like you." ”

"The old monk said that he wanted to overtake me, but unfortunately he couldn't do it, and I was born," the evil Buddha disciple said coldly, "As long as you are detached, what kind of good and evil can you distinguish, how can there be any eternal light in the world, the power suppresses everything, when the darkness covers the earth, the darkness is the light!"

"Evil hearts, where do you know how to live a brilliant life!"

Su Qi's elder knife pointed out that the true meaning of "Retirement Knife" is boiling, the so-called Shun Tian Retirement, suppressing evil and promoting good, and fighting with this evil monk, his "Retirement Knife" The true meaning is more and more condensed, and many realizations come to mind, almost only slightly inferior to the empty Bodhisattva monk of Naganlu Temple.

Call!

After an instant, the two moved together, the black gold eyebrow stick collided with the blue iron long knife, and the "Death Knife" and "The Body of the Third Ming King" poured each other, and the true intention was crushed, and the place where the two intersected was like an oil pot poured into boiling water, churning endlessly.

Su Qinian came out of the knife, the knife was the fifth knife, he stepped on the "Zhenlong Pile", absorbing the rich and abundant life under the land of this thousand-year-old town, and the rotation of heaven and earth.

The evil Buddha disciples of the black monk's robe continue to borrow soldiers, and the three Buddhist soldiers of the bowl, pestle and stick are constantly changing, and the moves are unpredictable, or strange or fierce or fierce and majestic.

In this battle, half of the incense passed in the blink of an eye, and in just half of the incense, the two of them fought nine hundred and eighty-one moves, one mixed with the vitality and blood, endlessly, and the other although it only penetrated the two twelve canons, but the true qi of the inner family was profound, and it also absorbed the qi of the origin of heaven and earth in the depths of the void, which was extremely long-lasting.

Bell!

The sound of the blade clashing was endless, and the vacuum continued to spread as the two fought each other, and the magpie lake seemed to have exploded, and there were thousands of fish and shrimp in the half-burnt incense that were stunned and killed, and the lake was full of corpses.

Eighty-second move!

The evil Buddha disciple roared and borrowed soldiers again, this time it was not the previous three Buddha soldiers, but the fourth Buddha soldier held by the Phantom of the Dark Blue Ming King, a black gold Ming King Wheel.

He turned the Ming King Wheel, this Ming King blade only had six gears, and as soon as it turned, it seemed to open the six reincarnations of the ancient legend, revealing a deep and dark entrance, which was the place of reincarnation leading to the nine shadows.

Six reincarnations, harvesting life, the wheel of the king of the Ming Dynasty rotates, and where it passes, the vacuum faintly gives birth to fine folds.

Su Qinian's gaze became unprecedentedly solemn, hidden and suppressed for a long time, this young evil Buddha disciple finally took out the kung fu to press the bottom of the box, and in front of his eyes, the door of the six reincarnations opened, which was where the portal of the Nine Secluded Land was.

Taking a deep breath and spitting it out again, Su Qiannian held the knife in both hands, and he seemed to have returned to the first day of practicing the "Knife of Rest", the top of Qingyang Peak, he looked at the board and waved the knife against the sun. (Ask for a monthly pass.,Everyone comes to the starting point to support genuine subscription.,Well,There's a monthly pass red envelope in the lower right corner of the chapter that hasn't been received yet.,26.。 (To be continued.) )