The days when I was working in the West Factory

Chapter 380 Tai Sui
Seeing the Forbidden Army receding like the tide, Zhao Yu and Ah Fa looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Is there any capable person in front of King Xin?"

Zhao Yu looked at the empty Long Dao, then turned to look at Ah Fa who was beside him.

Ah Fa shook his head with a puzzled look on his face.

They naturally knew that the so-called imperial decree must have been created by King Xin. As for the Tianzi Sword...

Even the governor of Dongchang can silently accept King Xin under his command, and it is not easy to take away the Emperor's Sword hanging from Fengtian Hall.

It's just that Zhao Yu was a little puzzled, why did King Xin, who had already lost his face, help him at this time?

……

After the imperial army retreated, Zhao Yu and Ah Fa followed the dragon road and went straight to the Taimiao.

On the way, Ah Fa was hesitant to speak several times, but Zhao Yu didn't intend to ask at all.

From the first time he saw this guy, Zhao Yu had vaguely noticed that this guy seemed to have a grudge against him.

But Zhao Yu didn't know where Ah Fa's resentment came from.

In Taimiao.

Zhu ignored the disheveled hair and knelt under the memorial tablet of the first emperor. He never thought that he would come to this point so quickly.

And what he didn't know was that the position where he was kneeling was the place where the former emperor and concubine committed suicide!
"Honours and disgraces have their own definite number, how can manpower do it?"

But beside Zhu Wushi's kneeling front plan, an old monk in black cassock walked out.

The monk murmured a rambling remark, then picked up the sandalwood on the altar, lit it, and respectfully offered it before the spirit tablets of the late emperors.

"Tai Sui, that rebellious official has come to the Tai Temple, do you want to stand by and watch?"

After hearing what the old monk muttered to himself, Zhu Wushi immediately raised his head and looked at the old monk with a look of horror.

If the old monk chooses to stand by and watch, then he is really hopeless.

The old monk turned around, staring at Zhu Wushi who was kneeling on the ground with a pair of cloudy eyes, without saying a word.

Zhu ignored being stared at by the old monk, and unconsciously dodged his eyes.

"Hey!"

After a while, the old monk sighed slightly, turned around and walked towards the side room on the side of the Taimiao.

"Tai Sui!!!"

Zhu ignored his knees and crawled two steps forward, his face full of horror.

"That's it,"

The old monk didn't look back, but just waved his hands, and said in a hoarse voice: "Although your origin is not obvious, after all, your surname is Zhu, and you are of royal blood..."

"Thank you, thank you Tai Sui for saving your life! Thank you..."

After Zhu Wushi heard the old monk's words, he almost cried out of joy.

boom! !

But at this moment, the entire Taimiao was shaken for a while, and the violent energy instantly knocked off the gate of the Taimiao!
On the copybook, the spiritual thrones of several generations of emperors shook in an instant, and they were about to fall off the altar.

Zhu ignored his frightened expression and turned his head, only to see two people striding into the courtyard of the Taimiao outside the main gate of the Taimiao.

Zhao Yu held the knife in one hand, and stared at Zhu Wushi who was kneeling in the main hall of the Taimiao.

Zhu ignored his side, and the old monk didn't say much, but just dropped his withered palm on the altar.

The former emperor's spirit seat, which was still trembling, became quiet in an instant.

"Little guy, why are you here?"

The old monk walked out of the hall, glanced at Zhao Yu at the entrance of the hall, then looked at Ah Fa who was beside him, and asked softly.

"Tai Sui."

Ah Fa, whose eyeballs were red from staring at the former emperor's spiritual seat, restrained his killing intent and bowed to the old monk.

The old monk smiled calmly, and waved his hand at Ah Fa.

Ah Fa stood up, his eyes fixed on the second row of enshrined spiritual tablets under the altar, without turning a glance.

The old monk turned around and followed Ah Fa's gaze to see that it was Emperor Jing's spiritual seat.

"What do you want?"

The old monk turned around, looked at Ah Fa and asked patiently.

"Smashing Cards and Excavating Graves!!"

Ah Fa stared at the enshrinement copybook in the hall, and said through gritted teeth.

Not to mention the others, even Zhao Yu who was at the side was staggered by the four words that this guy popped out!

In front of the royal family's Taimiao, they said they were going to dig up their ancestral graves...

I hadn't seen that kid Ah Fa before, and his pissing behavior!

"Death is like a lamp being extinguished, why is hatred here?"

The old monk sighed, and said to Ah Fa tentatively.

Ah Fa took a step forward, his eyes were icy cold, and he couldn't see the funny look in the past at all.

"Tai Sui, I respect you for guarding the Taimiao for hundreds of years, and for the sake of some connection with my Baolong clan, I don't want to hurt you, get out of the way!!"

With that said, Ah Fa took a step forward.

Hundreds of years?
Zhao Yu was taken aback for a moment, and then turned his eyes to the old monk who was leaning on the gate of the Taimiao.

If what Ah Fa said was true, wouldn't it mean that this old monk lived longer than Zhang Laodao on Wudang Mountain?

Is this a martial arts, or a fairy? !
How can a person live for hundreds of years without moving...

"Just you?"

Zhu Wu ignored getting up, came behind the old monk, looked at Ah Fa with a disdainful smile.

Seeing Zhu Wushi's appearance, Zhao Yu turned Xueyin's blade in his hand, and a cold saber aura diffused in the courtyard instantly.

Unexpectedly, the old monk just waved his hand slightly, and the sharp saber aura that filled the courtyard immediately dissipated.

Zhao Yu frowned slightly, and was about to step forward with a knife, but he didn't want Ah Fa to take the first step.

This guy took out the high-tech from his pocket, and walked towards the Taimiao leisurely.

"Tai Sui, you should understand that you can stop him who has reached the sky, but you can't stop me!"

At this moment, Ah Fa, no matter in terms of speech or expression, was in a mess.

It was Zhao Yu who rushed to kill in anger, but now he became leftovers.

"Too old?"

Looking at Ah Fa who was approaching every step of the way, Zhu Wushi frowned.

According to his cultivation base, he can easily perceive that the guy in front of him who is walking towards the main hall of the Taimiao has no trace of internal energy in his body.

Can such an ordinary person really make Yao Taisui helpless?
Ah Fa walked towards the main hall step by step, and the old monk who was leaning on the door of the main hall finally moved to the center of the main hall door and put his hands together.

Following the old monk's movements, Ah Fa's footsteps suddenly stagnated.

"The emperor wants his ministers to die, and the ministers have to die. This is the rule set by the most sages and sages. Besides, the late emperor has already died, so let's retreat!"

The old monk glanced at Ah Fa, and persuaded him softly.

As for Ah Fa's expression, there was also a strange change at this moment, and his pupils gradually became a little hollow.

"Shit!"

Seeing that Ah Fa's raised foot was about to retract, he didn't want to hear a half-hearted sneer from one side.

Afa woke up suddenly, and then walked towards the steps of the Taimiao hall.

puff!puff!
Blood sprayed out from the mouth, and outside the Dagan Taimiao, the blood mist filled the air.

Ah Fa's pupils were red, as if blood was overflowing.

And the calm old monk on the opposite side was also bleeding from the corner of his mouth at this moment.

When manpower is scarce...

For those who can survive two years, there is only one Zhang Laodao in the whole world.

The reason why the old monk in front of him can live hundreds of years in Dagan Taimiao is because of the supreme luck of this place of Longxing.

And it just so happened that Ah Fa was also born at the right time.

The fight between the two of them naturally didn't consume the internal energy obtained from the painstaking training of warriors in the world.

It's the luck of a country! !

(End of this chapter)