In summer, the world is lush,

The warm summer breeze kept blowing, whistling from the northeast on the Nanchanbu Continent.

Tang Dynasty, Chang'an!

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

Late at night, the blurred night covers the earth, and the hazy moonlight hangs down from the sky, dispelling the blurred night.

A black ant slowly crawled on the ground and moved forward slowly. The restrictions along the way were as if nothing had happened and could not react at all. He soon crawled into a tent.

Inside the camp, a young Taoist was sitting cross-legged and practicing.

The ant transformed into a mosquito, flapping its wings, but it was silent. No movement came directly to the Taoist, flew to the neck, and bit it in one bite.

With a stinging pain, the Taoist broke away his eyes, but there was no other move, and a blurred look appeared in his eyes.

Scenes flashed quickly, and I started to enter the mountain gate since I was a child, began to learn art and practice, and began to study the art of looking at Qi.

The days of thousands of years have been flashing quickly, and the speed is very fast. In just over an hour, thousands of years of memories have been shown. How can the speed be faster? Finally, when the memory flows to the camp, it suddenly stops. The expression in the Taoist eyes begins to dim. All the energy and spirit disappear, and the body quickly becomes shriveled and slowly dissipates. The mosquitoes shake again, but turn into Taoist. Pick up the Taoist robe on the ground, wear it directly on their body, and sit cross-legged and start practicing.

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

It was just dawning.

Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The thick and long horn sound began to sound slowly.

Warriors wearing armor began to walk out of their tents.

When all the soldiers gather together and arrange their formations, they look green, just like the sky. The five virtues of the Song Dynasty belong to wood, and they prosper with wood, so they are still green!

A man in his fifties, with half-black hair, half-year-old, wrinkled face, and majestic appearance. He followed two guards wrapped in armor and walked out of the camp in a row and tiger steps.

"Greetings to my king," the people around him immediately bowed down and shouted loudly.

Before the old man came to the camp, he looked at the majestic Chang'an City ahead, and there was a trace of confusion in his eyes, which turned into a sigh for a long time and said, "After thirty-five years, I didn't expect that I could come back."

"I want to thank them."

"If it weren't for their ridicule, without their persecution, I would not have achieved this."

"After breaking the city, I reward them all ascend to heaven," said the murderous words from him.

"I congratulate the king, Chang'an City will be broken in three days."

"It was God's will to destroy Song Xing in Tang Dynasty," a Taoist man walked slowly in a purple Taoist robe, came to the old man, and said with congratulations.

"The predecessor of the Tang Kingdom was one of the princes who were enfeoffed after King Wu defeated Zhou,"

"The inheritance has been passed down for thousands of years, and we cannot be despised, especially the mysterious national teacher in the Tang Kingdom, which has not appeared in the past twenty years."

"It is always a hidden danger, and I have to be guarded against," King Song was extremely calm and did not have any joy.

"It's okay, I have prepared for it. Now the Tang Kingdom is just surviving. As long as Chang'an is broken, the destruction of the country is a foregone conclusion. If the person wants to avoid being retaliated by luck, he will take action now. "The Taoist continued to speak confidently; "I have already set up a killing plan,"

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

"As long as you kill him, I will immediately enthrone the Taoist priest as the national teacher," King Song said happily.

"Beat the drums and gather the generals. In three days, no, within two days, I will enter this Chang'an City."

"The King must be able to do what he wants," the Taoist said in agreement. Looking at the King of Song who was leaving with dragon walking and tiger steps, the Taoist's smiled expression immediately disappeared, and his face became gloomy.

"Master, we?"

"This place is not a place to speak, let's talk about it when you go back," the Taoist reached out to stop a disciple behind him, swayed his sleeves and walked back to his tent with great strides.

The disciple also followed him directly. After the disciple walked in, the Taoist took out an orange talisman in his arms, which was curved with cinnabar on it, outlining an unknown text. The Taoist's white palm gently put the appendix on the tent.

A hazy yellow light began to spread, then swept into the tent, covering the entire tent,

"The inside and outside are isolated, and the dragon's invasion has been blocked,"

"Now I'm not afraid of someone asking for advice. If you have anything to do, just say it?" The Taoist took back his palm, looked at his disciples, and preached calmly.

"Master, something is wrong. Since I joined the sect, my disciple has been studying the art of looking at Qi,"

"The disciples in terms of cultivation have nowhere to be able to show off, but if they talk about the technique of looking for qi, the disciples in the master will still be included in the top three,"

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

"The Tang Dynasty was the predecessor of Ping Kingdom. Although it was one of the princes enfeoffed by King Wu at that time, it was just a small land, less than a hundred miles away, and no more than one city."

"But since the East was Tang Dynasty, the will of heaven has been favored by heaven and fortune has increased rapidly. In just a few decades, it has expanded its territory to tens of thousands of miles and established its capital in Chang'an. It has become one of the great countries in the Nanchan Continent. It has come from all directions to worship and all countries come to pay tribute."

"But now, it's only been many years. In just over four hundred years, the Tang Dynasty has been in a desperate situation. It keeps losing territory, and now there is only one capital left, and the country is about to be destroyed," the disciple said slowly, slowly telling his thoughts.

"This is not a normal thing. The Tang Dynasty lost its morality and the Song Dynasty rose up. The wood virtue defeated the earth virtue. In the Song Dynasty, even if it was a little time, it was not common," said the Taoist indifferently.

“The wrong place is here,”

"Since ancient times, all dynasties have been passed down by Taizu, Taizong has promoted the dynasty, and later Xuanzong has revived. The last emperor was incompetent, the people were resentful, the generals and ministers were in harmony, and the people in the world lived in poverty. The destiny of heaven has changed, and the king came out to create a new dynasty."

"Since I went down the mountain, I have carefully studied the King of Song during this period, and there are many wrong places. For example, the Tang Kingdom has not lost its morality at all. Whether it is the King of Tang or the King of Tang of this Kingdom, they are all wise and decisive kings. Even if they are not as good as Taizu and Taizong, they are not a king who has lost their foundation and have nothing to do with their incompetence. The Tang Kingdom is not even disconnected from their morality, but united as one. In the past, the wars of fighting against the enemy seem to be the will of heaven, and they are in trouble everywhere and their luck is not there. In the opinion of the disciple, there are many tricks in this place."

"It's not God's will, but man-made,"

"This is what you say seriously," Taoist, who was originally not concerned, had a solemn expression, and his eyes were flashing with cold light.

He also knew that his disciples could not deceive him at all, but the matter was serious, so he asked.

"This matter is absolutely true. There are many wise and decisive people in the past dynasties who have become the last emperors. They are wise and decisive before they are promoted, but they are loyal and treacherous after they are promoted, and they are incompetent and incompetent. How can I solve it?"

"It's just that luck is gone. Destroying the country is the will of heaven. It's the will of the catastrophe and blinded the mind." The disciple said here. He paused directly before continuing to preach; "This point is the biggest flaw,"

"In order to destroy the Song Dynasty, the Tang king of the previous generation was tightly fed and fed, and only slept for three hours a day. Judging from his decision, although he was in a dilemma, he did not change generally. Logically speaking, although the King of Song was able to rebel for a while, he was only wiped out the situation."

“This is one of the flaws,”

"The second flaw, does Master know who the Tang King is?" The disciple did not say it directly at this moment, but instead kept it a secret, instead asked his master.

"The surname Li comes from the surname Ying and is a descendant of the Gaoyang clan of Emperor Zhuanxu. During the Yao period, Gao Yao held a position in Dali, and his son Boyi was given the surname Ying. Later, his descendants inherited the position of Dali for three generations. According to the custom at that time, their descendants took officials as their clan and called Li. Later, the Li clan was changed to Li clan," Taoist was not a ignorant person. He was very clear about the tricks and spoke directly.

"How can the descendants of Emperor Zhuanxu Gaoyang be compared to this nobleness of Li Zhi?" The disciple shook his head repeatedly, but did not continue to keep an eye on him, but directly spoke out the answer; "This is a saint's seedling,"

"Who?" asked the Taoist.

"Follow Laojun," the disciple replied.

"How could it be a saint's descendant?"

"No, no, no, no, the true body of a saint is impossible, but he had transformed into an ordinary person back then," the Taoist looked like he didn't believe it, but after saying a few words in his mouth, he believed it.

"The Tang Kingdom is a descendant of a saint. Even if the country is destroyed, it cannot be only four hundred years. There are strange things in this matter, and there are other people's plans. Now the master's sect is not involved in it, so it is better to retreat as soon as possible," the disciple said.

"Descendants of Laojun, this is where you got the news,"

"I love reading Daozang, and there are only a few records in the master's sect. The surname is Li, the name is Er, and the posthumous name is Dan and the third son of Pinghou." The disciple told the record again, especially the last four words were aggravated.

The Taoist nodded directly, no doubting. There will be no mistake in the records of the master's Taoist sect. Although there are not many records, this sentence has already revealed a lot of information. Pingguo was the predecessor of the Tang Kingdom.

"Just just now, my disciples looked at the King of Song. Seeing that the King of Song's luck has become a bulb, and the color has become colorful. It is so precious that it is the appearance of the true king at first glance."

"But in the past few days, my disciples have observed the generals under the command of King Song. They have shallow luck and are even more entangled with gray air. This is a sign of death and their lives are not long."

"There are inconsistencies, strange and unusual. The disciples cannot distinguish the tricks in this study. But they also know that the King of Song will definitely not destroy the Tang Dynasty as before. If the situation is smooth and smooth, the conquering Chang'an will definitely happen. If the saints are involved, it is better for us to retreat."

"That's right. This matter is not something we can involve. It involves saints. When the family is destroyed, even the ancestors in the heavenly court will be just ants and must die."

"Now, even if we are not involved, we must get out as soon as possible even if we suffer some losses," the Taoist took a few steps in the camp, looked at his apprentice, and said with great satisfaction. "Fortunately, I asked you to go down the mountain this time to look up to the King of Song to see if he is the real king, otherwise he will suffer a great loss."

"He is going to see King Song again. We look for a reason and leave directly." The more the Taoist thought about it, the more scared he felt.

"It's not too late, the sooner you leave, the better," the disciple said.

“Yes, let’s go,”

He put away the talismans, walked out of the camp, and looked at the Chang'an City ahead, and the military camp with continuous faces. He seemed to see two majestic monsters fighting each other. He was just an ant, and the monster could easily crush it to death.

As a saint, the country of Tang was not a casual life. I remembered the legend that four hundred years ago, the first king of Tang was just waiting to die and continued to live under the position of Pinghou. However, when he met a Taoist enlightenment and changed the East to Tang, he became out of control.

He was even regarded as the national teacher and respected as the teacher.

This person who was not concerned about him was now constantly flashing in the Taoist mind.

Taoist is not a foolish person. When he promised King Song to deal with this person, he had already started searching for all the information about this person.

Now that he combined his disciple's words, he suddenly felt that the national master was not simple at all, and it was very likely that the Xuandu master and the wizard in the Eight Scenery Palaces.

No, with the other party's dignity, the chance of the other party being himself is a little small, and the hope of his disciples is very high.

Only his escort can make the Tang Kingdom prosper and have such prosperity.

But how could Yi be the one who can start to plot against this person? I think he still wants to get involved, it is purely seeking death.

We had to leave. While the national commander of the Tang Kingdom did not appear, the two walked out of the tent, quickly left the military camp, and left the military camp far away.

On the way, the disciple asked softly, "How can Master inform all the masters who set up the killing game?"
Chapter completed!