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Imperial capital, Xianyang City. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In the early morning, the sky was gray, and the pale golden sun had not yet shone on the land.

On the official road of the city gate, five hundred iron horsemen galloped forward, dusty, and five hundred iron horsemen were mighty, and the sound of horses' hooves was neat and uneven, like thunder.

This is Daqin's iron horse, they are like a black torrent, all the colors are pitch black, pitch black armor, pitch black horses, pitch black spears, pitch black swords, everything is pitch black, this is one of the three most elite iron horses of Great Qin - Black Devil.

The pitch-black armor wraps the entire body of the soldier, and such armor is very troublesome to put on, because the weight of the armor is 500 catties, but with the weight of the armor and people on the horse, the weight of such a war horse needs to bear a total of more than 800 catties. These mounts are all demonic beasts trained by Daqin, although they are not as intelligent as demon beasts, but they have very strong strength, the strength of these mounts is comparable to the monks who step on the first step or so, with the soldiers, it is enough to kill the monks who step on the second step of the sky, it is rumored that the hundred black demons of Daqin can easily strangle the monks of the Heavenly and Human Realm, if the five hundred black demons are dispatched, even if they are a half-step to the power of the Heavenly Realm, they must be avoided. No one knows the number of Black Demons of the Great Qin Iron Cavalry except for the Qin Emperor, but no one will doubt that when the number of Black Demons reaches five thousand, even the power of the Heavenly Realm will be destroyed, this is the power of the Great Qin Iron Cavalry.

The summer morning is slightly hot, and the shrill cicadas sound on the countless branches in the imperial capital. There are four holes in the city gate of Xianyang City, and the idle people inside and outside the city gate have been cleared by the captain of the city gate early, when the horse team that is gradually approaching tramples out of a hundred times more deafening than the cicada, when the city gate and the city wall everyone see the scarlet eye-catching snow-character battle flag, it is a fresh morning, and they are suddenly suffocated.

Five hundred black devil guards, such a plastic surgery is comparable to the posture of the four kings, but it is not them who returned today, but an ordinary middle-aged man.

The horse team slowly stepped into the city gates.

At this moment, except for the sound of horses' hooves, it seemed that the entire imperial capital began to fall silent. Countless big names are paying attention here, and there are countless eyes watching this team in the four most majestic palaces in the imperial capital besides the imperial palace.

"He's back?" sighed heavily, with an indescribable feeling.

"Nine thousand years old is already standing at the door!"

"The emperor actually let the nine thousand years old out of the tower?"

"Except for him, can anyone in Xianyang hold him?"

"Hey!"

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On the main axis of the palace, the onlookers who occupied a good position couldn't help but hold their breath, because they knew what kind of person was coming back today, and they all had to be nervous in the face of such a person, just because there were too many rumors about him.

When the horse team went farther and farther, they looked at each other, relieved, and the dust settled. They were waiting, but they were afraid.

The five hundred black devils left outside the city gate, leaving a simple carriage alone to stop at the door, and slowly walked down from the carriage, and a young man followed behind a middle-aged man with a slightly hunched body.

There was already an ordinary black-clothed monk standing at the gate of the city, who seemed to know where he was waiting for his arrival, tall and hideous, but his expression was indifferent.

A man dressed in white to black, slightly hunchbacked, looked up at the city wall, smiled slightly, and took the young man behind him and the black-clothed old monk next to him and some traders and pawns who got up in the morning to do business, or some monks walked through the city gate through the side hole, and occasionally paid attention, it seemed that they were all on the old monk, and it was really the black-clothed monk who did not look like a compassionate monk, but his behavior was unique and it was difficult to see the monk in Zhongzhou, and the pedestrian just looked at it twice, and then he no longer cared. As for the slightly hunchbacked middle-aged man beside the monk, it is even more unnoticeable, Xianyang is the capital of the Great Qin Emperor, and even the small people in the alley market claim to have seen a certain big person, and no one in the monks under the sky dares to fly over Xianyang, who is willing to look at a slightly hunchbacked middle-aged man in such a proud city, and a plain young man?

Through the side hole of the city gate, the middle-aged man and the black-clothed monk walked slowly, and the young man deliberately lagged behind him one step behind.

The middle-aged man stood with his hands in his hands, and said with a smile: "Lao Jiu, there are tens of millions of people in the imperial capital, but you are the only one who wants me to come." ”

The black-clothed monk said softly, "If you don't disturb this tranquility, I think there will be many people who want you to come." ”

The man smiled, saying how can he be, he has seen so many places in the world, in his eyes, the majestic palace in the distance is definitely not safer than the forbidden land, and he smiled lightly He reached out unceremoniously to touch the monk's bald head, and the monk did not stop it, but sighed.

Looking at his sighing appearance and touching the bald head of the black-clothed monk, the man laughed.

The black-clothed monk looked indifferent.

No one in this world dared to treat him like this except him, and an ancient Buddha in the West Pole also knocked on his forehead, and then the ancient temple in the world, second only to Mount Meru, collapsed in half.

The black-clothed monk surnamed nine thousand years old, a very peculiar name, studious since childhood, drowning in a hundred schools, shaved at the age of thirteen, read through the Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism classics, especially good at yin and yang mathematics, although he is a monk, but he studied Taoism and learned Taoism and military doctrine.

Twenty-four years old traveled the world, thirty-seven years old into the West Pole, in one fell swoop to move the world, the West Pole is the important place of Buddhism, in that piece of heaven and earth everyone advocates Buddhism, such a self-shaved monk but let the Buddha holy land Sumeru Mountain was greatly shaken, the great day such as to personally decree to seal it as the holy son of Buddhism, not surprisingly hundreds of years later he will become the next big day of the world, when entering the West Pole, he used the Buddha door big such as the mantra, suppressed several hundred years old monks, as well as a reigning Bodhisattva, the world knows his strength, until the mountain he did not stop。

The strongest in the West Pole Buddhism is naturally the Great Sun Rulai on Mount Meru, and then the other five Rulai, of course, the West Pole is not unified, and there are some ancient temples of the Great Buddha that can stand outside Sumeru, among which the ancient Buddha is the strongest person, according to legend, there are hundreds of ancient Buddhas in the West Pole, no one knows how strong these old people are, but even the strong people of the Tongtian Realm cannot escape death in the hands of the ancient Buddha.

However, every Bodhisattva on Mount Meru was comparable to the existence of a powerhouse in the Heavenly Realm, and he suppressed the Bodhisattva when he was thirty-seven years old, and it was only then that the Great Day Nyorai came forward in person. After entering the Buddhist gate Sumeru, he felt that the Zen door system was chaotic and the purpose was not clear, so he made a grand wish to unify the world Buddhism.

So he stayed in the West Pole for a full 300 years, but unfortunately he did not practice Buddhism but cultivated demons, Buddha and demons, that year he smashed 81 ancient temples in the West Pole, killed 300 Bodhisattvas, seven ancient Buddhas, and then after the destruction of the truth in Mount Meru came down the mountain, in a fit of anger to smash his penance for thousands of years of Nirvana golden body, and then walked away, so far there is no such person in the West Pole, he has become the biggest traitor of Buddhism in this thousand years.

After hundreds of years, he traveled alone in the north and south of the river, the dragon saw the head and the end, and finally appeared in the Xianyang imperial capital three hundred years later, the Qin Emperor personally met, and then in the westernmost place of the Great Qin Imperial Capital there was a nine-story pagoda, after entering the tower he has not been out of the tower for a hundred years, and today appeared in the city, in order to escort the old man surnamed Xue into Beijing, but after the old man saw the old monk in black, he insisted on walking into the city, only to appear this scene, the old man surnamed Xue walked side by side with him, and went to the palace gate.

An old man dressed in white put his hands in his cuffs, walked leisurely on the main axis of the capital, and said with a smile: "Nine thousand years old, that guy still doesn't believe you!"

"It doesn't matter if you believe it or not, I'm just a man who is almost eight hundred years old!" said nine thousand years old lightly.

"Yes, you and I have known each other for almost seven hundred years, I said back then, the fate between us cannot be broken, those old guys think that the world is under their control, I am not happy, I want to meddle in the mystery of heaven, I want to see what they can do to me?" said the man surnamed Xue proudly.

Looking at the white hair between the temples of the man surnamed Xue, Jiuqiansui shook his head and said, "Why bother?"

"What is the mere longevity, the world is going to change over the years, a foreign race is born, the emperor is coming, the forbidden area is chaotic, the sky is unpredictable, and now I feel the breath of several old immortals, they have lived for so long, they are still there, it is really a thousand-year-old king and eighty-thousand-year-old turtle!" The man surnamed Xue spat viciously, as if he was venting something.

Nine thousand years old sighed, and then asked, "Since I have already left the tower, I will not go in again, so I want to know what you are doing in Xianyang?"

"Kill!"

A fierce killing intent permeated, and the slightly hunched figure of the middle-aged man straightened up suddenly, and an invincible aura emerged.