From Leng Palace Princess Gou Cheng Martial Dao Supreme

Chapter 163 Empress Dowager (Subscribe)

"Here, the place indicated in the map is here!"

At the same time as the literary meeting was held in Daxia Academy Palace.

This evening.

Thousands of miles away from the imperial city, at the border of Yizhou, in the middle of the misty Nanting Lake, a group of five people came to the peak of Buzhou Mountain.

The two leaders were wearing pure white Taoist robes. The robes were different from ordinary Taoist robes. Their arms were replaced with short sleeves. Under the sleeves, there were circles of gray and white bandage-like cloth strips.

One is thin and the other is fat, one is tall and the other is short.

The short and fat one is called Ke Xing, and the tall and thin one is called Ke Chen. They are both Ke Qiao's senior brothers.

The other three were even more strange. The clothes were actually made of pieces of colorful silk and satin, a bit like the rich clothes worn by beggars on the stage.

These three people are all different in height, fat and thin age.

But without exception, their complexion is dull, with the characteristics of the tropical South Vietnam.

Obviously not the native race of Daxia.

However, Yizhou and Nanyue are bordering each other, separated only by a piece of Nanting Lake, they have close contacts, and there are many similarities in customs and dress.

Therefore.

Although this pedestrian was a bit weird, they were not too conspicuous along the way.

"If the map is correct, it is here!"

The chunky Ke Xing looked at the surface of Nanting Lake in the distance. Dark clouds covered the moonlight, and there was a hazy mist on the surface of the lake. The coolness was refreshing, and the surroundings were deadly silent.

"What the hell is here?"

"The weapon of the gods? You two boys, don't lie to us old people!"

"Hehe, could it be that there really are gods in this world... Even the witch god that our witchcraft religion has believed in for hundreds of years is nothing more than a saint, and may not be as tyrannical as that princess of Daxia."

The remaining three hurriedly ran over to watch.

One sentence per person, the two brothers Ke Chen and Ke Xing never tire of bothering them.

"To shut up!"

The tall and thin Ke Chen scolded in a low voice: "You guys, do you still want to avenge your suzerain!"

The three elders of the Witch God Cult fell silent.

But there was still anxiety in his eyes.

Since Jiang Zirou wiped out the Witch God Sect a few years ago, their good days as elders have come to an end.

Over the years, they have been hunted down by Jin Yiwei all day long, which is a miserable situation.

Even in the remote barren mountains of Nanyue, I was worried every day.

It's just that I never thought about it.

A few days ago, two brothers, Ke Chen and Ke Xing, came to the door and said that there was a way to take revenge on Da Xia.

Several people originally planned to refuse.

But the two brothers gave too much... Cough, coercion and temptation plus the common interests of the two parties, this is how this somewhat weird team was formed.

"We have reached the place marked on your map. Where is the weapon you mentioned?"

The current Great Elder of the Witch God Sect has a low voice.

"Don't worry!"

Ke Xing put down the map in his hand and looked up at the dim sky.

He sighed and said, "Didn't you realize that this Buzhou Mountain is really weird?"

"Strange? Which aspect do you mean?"

"shape!"

"Appearance?" The Great Elder of the Witch God Sect pondered for a moment, the folds on his face unfolded layer by layer, and he said in surprise: "It is true, it is indeed extremely abnormal for a sky pillar to suddenly stand on this wide lake! "

"Did you mean..." The remaining two of the Witch God Cult quickly realized.

"hiss!"

Couldn't help taking a breath.

"You guessed it right!" Ke Chen looked serious: "The weapons of the gods are right under our feet!"

"scare!"

The great elder's face changed, "You two boys are joking!"

"Such a large mountain is over a thousand meters long, and the depth of the lake is unknown. Even if it is a fairy descending to earth, it will not be used."

"That's why we need the 'key'."

As Ke Chen spoke, he took out a blood-colored crystal from his cuff.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but as soon as the crystal was taken out, the surrounding temperature seemed to drop a lot, and the clouds in the sky dispersed a little.

Scarlet moonlight fell.

The few people were immersed in the faint blood-colored halo, and seemed to find nothing unusual.

"Gudong!"

The great elder swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and couldn't help asking: "Then how to use this key?"

"Hate is simple, find the formation and insert it into the eye of the formation!"

"The eyes are there again."

Ke Chen opened the package behind his back, which contained hammers, shovels and other tools.

"boom!"

The huge hammer was thrown in front of the Great Elder, and the dust accumulated on the mountain peak was blown away a little.

"The eyes of the array are right under your feet, dig them yourself!"

As Ke Chen said, he rolled up his sleeves and began to knock on the stones under his feet humming.

"That's why you called our three brothers here!?" The Great Elder didn't seem to have expected it, his face twisted, and his voice was sharp.

"That's right! That's what you're doing, what's the matter, no one else has the chance to do it!"

The chunky Ke Xing cursed.

The three beggar-like elders of the Witch God Cult were depressed, but there was nothing they could do.

In an instant, under the rippling blood-colored sky, there was a continuous sound of clanging and beating.

……

"Sir, are you alright!"

The civil servants in scarlet official robes reached out to support Haishan who was about to fall to the ground.

"It's okay..."

After winking, Haishan's face was pale, and he stood there blankly, looking at the book on the table.

Like a chick who knows the height of the sky for the first time, it is both scared and excited.

In the end, thousands of thoughts turned into a sigh:
"Chao Wendao, Xi can die!"

Loud discussions spread in the square.

"What is written in this book?"

"Who wrote this book?"

"Then you don't need to ask too much. Since it is passed from Henghuang, it is naturally written by a scholar of my Great Xia. I just don't know if that person's real body is in the venue!"

The long-standing depression was released.

Even though the sky was already dark and the stomach was empty, the atmosphere in the square became lively instead.

"Then the owner of this book, how do you think it compares to you?"

In the crowd, I don't know who shouted.

"Kunpeng is to Pengque!"

Haishan's eyes were clear, his face was neither happy nor sad, and he said lightly: "In front of him, I am like a stupid and ignorant child."

"hiss!"

The chaotic square fell silent.

Then there was an overwhelming quarrel, some people looked up to the sky and laughed, and some couldn't wait.

"Bring this book and let me read it!"

"Obviously I came first..."

"Forget it, since the literary meeting is held in the Daxia Academy Palace, I'd better let the old man read this book first!"

Finally, amidst the quarrel.

This precious book fell into the hands of Zhao Gou, the head of the Daxia Academy.

Several great Confucian scholars who were close to him didn't care about their own image, they stood on tiptoes and squeezed their heads to look over.

Just like the seamount before.

The faces of several great Confucians changed, shocking beyond words.

But some people questioned: "Although the records in this book are brilliant and unpredictable, can they really be realized?"

Tall and serious military master Yu Bai looked at the little father-in-law and asked with urgency:
"Do you know who wrote this book!"

　Classes are delayed during the day, and the next chapter is a little later.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)