In summer, the world is lush and green,

The warm summer breeze is constantly blowing, and it is whistling from the northeast in the South Toad Continent.

Datang, Chang'an!

The tents are sewn from leather and cloth, like mountain bags, densely packed outside Chang'an City.

In the middle of the night, the misty night shrouded the land, and the hazy moonlight fell from the sky, dispelling the misty night.

A black ant, but it was slowly crawling on the ground, slowly moving forward, the prohibition along the way was like nothing, and he couldn't react at all, and he soon crawled into a tent.

Inside the tent, a young Taoist, sitting cross-legged, was cultivating.

The ant turned into a mosquito, but it turned directly into a mosquito and instigated its wings, but it was silent, without any movement, it came directly to the Taoist, flew to the neck, and bit down.

There was a tingling pain, but the Taoist broke open his eyes, but there was no other movement, and there was a confused look in his eyes.

The scene flickered rapidly, and he began to worship the mountain gate since he was a child, began to learn and cultivate, and began to study the art of looking at qi.

Thousands of years of days, flickering in a hurry, the speed is very fast, just over an hour, the memory of thousands of years was screened again, how can the speed not be fast, and finally when the memory flows to the camp, it comes to an abrupt end, the look in the eyes of the Taoist begins to dim, all the essence and spirit, disappearing, the body is also quickly shriveled, slowly dissipating, the mosquito shakes up again, but it is turned into a Taoist. Pick up the robe on the ground and put it on directly. Sit cross-legged and start practicing.

The next day, the dawn of dawn lifted the veil of night. Spit out the brutal morning light and usher in a new day. The dawn of the dawn was like a tender red baby, trembling three times in this thick splash, and the warmth of the light was exchanged with the coolness of the dark night that was about to disappear, making people feel a sweet tiredness.

The sky was just bright.

Woowoo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The long, long sound of the horn began to sound slowly.

A warrior in armor began to emerge from his tent.

When all the fighters are gathered together, they line up in formation. It looks like a piece of blue, like the sky, the five virtues of the Great Song Dynasty belong to wood, and they are prosperous with wood, so they are still green!

A man in his fifties, with hair half black and half hundred, a wrinkled face, and a majestic appearance, was followed by two guards wrapped in armor. The dragon walked out of the tent.

"Meet my king," shouted the people beside him, as they walked along.

Before the old man came to the camp. Looking at the majestic Chang'an City in front of him, there was a hint of confusion in his eyes, and he turned into a sigh for a long time and said, "It's been thirty-five years. I didn't expect the widow to be able to come back,"

"The widow has to thank them. ”

"If it weren't for their ridicule back then, there would have been no persecution from them. It is impossible for a widow to achieve this,"

"And after the destruction of the city, the widow rewarded them all to ascend to heaven," came the murderous words from his mouth,

"Congratulations to the king on the poor road, Chang'an City will be broken in three days,"

"It is the will of heaven that Tang and Song Xing are destroyed," a Taoist wearing a purple Taoist robe walked slowly, came to the old man, and said with congratulations.

"The predecessor of the Tang State was the Ping Kingdom, one of the feudal princes after King Wu's war,"

"It has been passed for more than 10,000 years since the inheritance, and it cannot be underestimated, especially the mysterious national teacher of the Tang Kingdom, which has not appeared in the past twenty years,"

"It's always a hidden danger, and we have to guard against it," King Song was unusually calm and unexpected, without any joy.

"It doesn't matter, the poor Dao has already been prepared, and now the Tang State is just surviving, as long as this Chang'an is broken, the destruction of the country is a foregone conclusion, that one wants not to be eaten by luck, and now it is his last chance," the Taoist continued to speak confidently;

"I've been waiting for him for a long time,"

"As long as you kill him, the widow will immediately canonize the Taoist as a national teacher," King Song said happily and loudly.

"Drumming, gathering generals, three days, no, within two days, the widow will enter this Chang'an City,"

"The king will definitely get his wish," the Taoist said in agreement, looking at the King of Song who was walking away, the Taoist looked originally smiling and groaning, and immediately disappeared, and his face was gloomy.

"Master, are we?"

"This is not the place to speak, let's talk about it when we go back," the Taoist stretched out his hand to stop the words of a disciple behind him, flicked his robe, and strode back to his tent.

The disciple also followed directly in, and after the disciple walked in, the Taoist took out an orange talisman directly in his arms, which was bent and used cinnabar, outlining an unknown text, and the Taoist's white palm gently attached the appendix to the top of the tent.

A hazy yellow light began to spread, and then swept into the tent, enveloping the entire tent.

"Isolated from the inside and outside, the invasion of dragon qi has been blocked,"

"Now I'm not afraid that someone will listen to me, can I say something directly?" the Taoist retracted his palm, looked at his disciple, and spoke calmly.

"Master, something is wrong, the apprentice has been studying the art of looking at qi since he entered the master's sect,"

"There is nothing to do with cultivating as an apprentice, but if it is about the art of looking at qi, the apprentices in the master think that they can still be included in the top three,"

"You are good at everything, but you are too modest," the Taoist shook his head lightly, and said in his mouth; "In terms of the ability to hope for qi, you are the first among the masters, and even the head of the sect must admit this,"

"The predecessor of this Tang Kingdom was Pingguo, although it was one of the princes of King Wu at the beginning, but it was just a projectile land, less than a hundred miles away, and no more than one city,"

But since the east for the Tang Dynasty, providence favors, luck skyrocketed, just a few decades, expanded tens of thousands of miles, the capital of Chang'an, become one of the big countries in the southern Toad Continent, all directions to worship, all countries to come. ”

"But now, how many years have it been. In just over 400 years, Datang has already entered the end of its life. has been losing land, and now there is only one capital left, and it is about to be destroyed," the disciple said, slowly telling his inner thoughts.

"This is not a very normal thing, the Tang State lost its morality, and the Song State arose, and the Mudeke Tude was established. In the Tang Dynasty of the Song Dynasty, even if it was a little time, it was not a common thing," the Taoist preached without care.

"The wrong place, this is here,"

"Since ancient times, all dynasties have been Taizu opened the dynasty, Taizong prospered the dynasty, and then Xuanzong prospered. The last emperor is mediocre, the people's grievances are boiling, they will lose peace, and the people of the world will not have a good life. The mandate of heaven is transferred, and there is a king who comes out and opens a new dynasty. ”

"It's been a while since the descent. The disciple has carefully studied this Song king, and there are many wrong places in it. For example, this Tang Kingdom has not lost its morality at all, whether it is the previous Tang King, or the current Tang King, they are all wise and decisive kings, even if they are not as good as Taizu and Taizong, but they are not the kings who have lost their foundation, and they have nothing to do with mediocrity.

"Not providential, but man-made,"

"This is true," the Taoist who didn't care at all looked solemn, and his eyes flashed with cold light.

He also knew that it was impossible for his disciple to deceive him, but this matter was serious, so he still asked.

"This matter is true, the dynasties of the past dynasties have become the last emperors, there is no shortage of smart and decisive people, before the throne, wise and decisive, but after the throne, there is no distinction between loyalty and treachery, mediocrity and incompetence, how to explain?"

"It's just that luck is no longer there, and the destruction of the country is the will of heaven, and I am deceived by the robbery and blinded by the mind. When the disciple said this, he paused directly, and then continued to speak, "This point is the biggest flaw,"

"In order to destroy the Song Dynasty, the last Tang king tightened his clothes and food, only slept three hours a day, and looked at his decision-making, although there were mistakes, but generally unchanged, logically speaking, although the Song king was able to rebel for a while, but was only wiped out of the situation,"

"This is one of the flaws,"

"The second flaw, does the master know whose bloodline this Tang King is?" The disciple did not say it directly at the moment, but sold a pass, but asked his master.

"The surname Li, from the surname Ying, is a descendant of the Gaoyang clan of Emperor Zhuan. Yao, Gaotao once held the position of Dali, his son Boyi was given the surname Ying, descendants of three generations of hereditary Dali, his descendants in accordance with the custom of the time, to the official as the clan, called Li. Li Shi was later changed to Li Shi, "Taoists are not unlearned, but they are very clear about the doorway in this, and they preach directly."

"How can the descendants of Emperor Gao Yang be so noble as this Li," the disciple shook his head again and again, but he didn't continue to sell Guan Zi, but directly said the answer; "This is the descendant of the saint Miao,"

"Which one?" the Taoist asked.

"After the old man," the disciple replied.

"How can it be a saint seed,"

"No, no, no, it's impossible for a saint to have a real body, but there was an incarnation back then," the Taoist looked unbelieving, but after muttering a few words in his mouth, he believed it.

"Tang Guo is a descendant of the saint Miao, even if the country is destroyed, it will not be possible to only have a short period of four hundred years, this matter is strange, there are other people's calculations, and the master is not deeply involved now, it is better to retreat as soon as possible," the disciple said.

"Descendant of Laojun, where did you get the news from?"

"The disciple loves to read the Taoist collection, and there are only a few records in the master's sect, surnamed Li, Ming'er, and the third son of Pinghou," the disciple said that sentence again, especially the last four words.

The Taoist nodded directly, not doubting, the records of the Daozang of the Shimen will not be wrong, although there are not many records, but this sentence has revealed a lot of information, Pingguo is the predecessor of the Tang Kingdom.

"Just now, the disciple looked at the King of Song, and saw that the King of Song's luck was condensed, and it had become a canopy, and the color was colorful, which was indescribably expensive, and it was the appearance of the true king at a glance,"

"But in the past few days, the disciple has observed the generals under the command of King Song, and his luck is shallow, and he is even more gray, this is a sign of death, and his life is not long,"

"Inconsistent, weird and abnormal, the disciple is not good at learning and can't tell the doorway here, but I also know that this Song King destroyed the Tang Dynasty, it will definitely not be as in front of him, smooth sailing, smooth sailing, smooth capture of Chang'an, there will definitely be disasters, involving saints, we better retreat,"

"That's right, this matter is not something we can get involved, it involves saints, and when the time comes, even if a few ancestors in the heavenly court are just ants, they must die,"

"Now that we are not deeply involved, even if we suffer some losses, it is better to get out as soon as possible," the Taoist repeatedly walked a few steps in the camp, looked at his apprentice, and said with great satisfaction; "This time, I am fortunate to let you go down the mountain, and give the Song King hope to see if he is the real king, otherwise he will suffer a big loss,"

"He Weishi went to see King Song again, we looked for a reason and left directly," the more the Taoist thought about it, the more he felt afraid.

"Without further ado, the sooner you go, the better," the disciple began.

"Yes, let's go,"

Put away the talisman, walked out of the camp tent, looked at the Chang'an City in front of him, and the military camp with a continuous face, he seemed to see two majestic monsters, fighting with each other, he was just an ant, and the monster could easily be crushed to death.

Tang Kingdom, as a descendant of the sage Miao, is it idle, thinking of the legend, four hundred years ago, the first generation of Tang kings of the Tang Kingdom, just mixed food and waiting for death, continued to guard the position of Pinghou to live, but met a Taoist to ignite, changed the east to Tang, and it was out of control.

He was also worshiped as a national teacher and respected as a teacher.

Originally, this person who didn't care about him, at this moment, the information about him was constantly flickering in the minds of Taoists.

The Taoist is not a foolish person who predicts, and when he promised the King of Song to deal with this person, he had already begun to search for all the information about this person.

Now combined with his disciple's words, he suddenly felt that the original national teacher was not simple at all, and it was very likely that he was the Xuandu Master in the Eight Views Palace.

No, with the dignity of the other party, the chances of the other party himself are a little small, and the hope of his disciples is very high.

Only his escort can make the Tang Kingdom rise and prosper.

And the one who can start calculating this one, how can it be easy to be with him, thinking that he still has to participate, it is purely looking for death.

had to go, taking advantage of the fact that the national teacher of the Tang State did not appear, the two walked out of the camp tent, quickly left the barracks, and left the barracks far away.

The disciple was on the way, and asked softly, "How did Master inform the masters who laid out the killing situation?"

"Of course, it's with the sect communication talisman," the Taoist said in surprise, but as soon as he finished speaking, he reacted, looked at the disciple in front of him vigilantly, and spoke, "Who are you?" (to be continued......