I am a judge in the Tang Dynasty

Inside the Tai Chi Hall.

Lin Xiu and the lama were all sitting there with their eyes closed.

No one moved, as if they were petrified.

Beside them were Lao Cheng, Lao Niu, and the two Tibetan envoys.

They all looked confused. what's the situation? It's not that they are going to fight each other, but why don't they see any movement between them?

Fell asleep?

Lao Cheng used his big fat hand to shake it twice in front of Lin Xiu's face.

"Yin Yanghou? Yin and yang justice?"

"Nephew Lin?"

"What's going on? Why didn't they react?"Old Cheng was confused.

However, he was not the only one who was confused.

Lao Niu, Yu Chigong, and Qin Qiong were also confused.

Li Shimin almost came over from behind the Long Bookcase. , to check on Lin Xiu's situation.

Everyone was extremely anxious.

However, only Changsun Wuji sat beside him and smiled without saying a word.

"Auxiliary machine, do you know what is going on?"Li Shimin asked quickly.

Changsun Wuji bowed and saluted, smiled and twirled his beard and said:"Your Majesty, I have only heard about the concept of artistic conception fighting before, but I thought these were rumors and have never seen it with my own eyes. The state of Yin Yanghou and the master are indeed similar to the rumored artistic conception!"

"A battle of artistic conceptions? What is a battle of artistic conceptions?"

Lao Cheng looked confused and asked anxiously.

Lin Xiu is the junior he is most optimistic about, and he has always treated him sincerely as his nephew.

Now Lin Xiu is in front of him, but he has entered a sleepy state of mind to fight?

Lao Cheng. How could Cheng not be in a hurry?

If Lin Xiu had any shortcomings, he would rather kill the three envoys from Tibet than just hate him. If

Lao Cheng is like this, why is Lao Niu not like this?

Just when everyone turned their attention to Changsun Wuji alone, they saw Changsun Wuji smiling and saying:"The so-called artistic conception fighting technique can only be achieved by reaching the profound and unpredictable skills. Very few people can do it. Understand, if I guessed correctly, they should be deep in a certain artistic conception, competing and learning from each other!"

"oh? According to your words, even if you lose, it won't cause any harm?"Cheng Yaojin then took a deep breath and said

"No, artistic conception fighting is very dangerous. If you are injured, it is an injury to your will. It is not comparable to trauma. It is really a disease that is difficult to treat!"Changsun Wuji said.

Hearing this, Lao Cheng and Lao Niu became anxious again.

Now they are like riding a roller coaster, their hearts are in a state of anxiety. They are going up and down again.

I was so shocked that I broke into a cold sweat and my heart almost jumped out of my throat.

"But you don't have to worry. Marquis Yin and Yang actually dared to use the artistic conception fighting method. He must have some confidence, otherwise why would he do this? We just need to wait quietly and see the result after they fight!"

This seems to be the most effective at the moment. Otherwise, what else can you do? Break into that artistic conception?

But who can have such a great ability?

Lao Cheng and Lao Niu sat aside and said nothing.

At this time, Changsun Wuji came closer and whispered softly in his ear

"Lao Cheng, don't pay attention to the actions of the two people opposite you. Don't let them plot against Marquis Yin and Yang. Once Marquis Yin and Yang's body is destroyed or injured, irreversible effects will occur! Changsun Wuji said

"Humph, they dare. If I see someone plotting against someone, I will twist their heads off!"

Lao Cheng did not lower his voice.

Instead, he shouted at the top of his lungs, as if he was deliberately speaking to the two people opposite.

When the two envoys from Tubo heard Lao Cheng's shouting, their faces suddenly changed.

They all started talking. He lowered his head, said nothing, and didn't look around.

At this moment, Cheng Yaojin and Niu Jinda were guarding Lin Xiu, and Li Shimin's mood gradually increased.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Lin Xiu's mouth, and when he looked at the face of the lama opposite, a row of beads of sweat appeared, which made Lao Cheng and the others let out a sigh of relief. At the same time, he became overjoyed.

This was within his artistic conception.

Lin Xiu had already gained the upper hand.

"Hahaha, a mere lama actually dares to come here and act so arrogantly?"Old Cheng said with a happy laugh.

Li Shimin's face also showed a smile.

It did not stop Lao Cheng's rudeness.

However, at this moment, he saw the lama opposite and suddenly opened his eyes............ puff!

A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth at the same time.

Suddenly, the lama's face turned extremely pale.

His eyes were wide open, as if he had just experienced a lot of pain and fear.

Looking at Lin Xiu, he slowly opened his eyes.

But it seemed so calm and unhurried.

He clasped his hands into fists and said with a smile:"Master, I accept it!"

"Boy, are you okay?"

"Are you really like what Changsun Wuji said, what kind of artistic conception are you entering into the fight?"

Lao Cheng and Lao Niu asked continuously.

Lin Xiu was slightly startled and glanced at Changsun Wuji.

Unexpectedly, he even knew about artistic conception fighting?

He smiled and nodded:"Thank you Uncle Cheng and Uncle Niu for your concern, little one. My nephew is safe and sound!"

"Hahaha, that’s good, that’s good!"

Lao Cheng and Lao Niu both laughed.

The lama who was looking at him looked at Lin Xiu with a look of hatred on his face, and his bloodshot eyes.

After standing up, he clasped his hands together.

His voice sounded very weak, and he said:" Your Majesty, the Tang Dynasty is really full of talents, but the poor monks are not good at learning and are inferior to others. I am really ashamed and ashamed!"

Li Shimin's face was also full of smiles.

"The master is too humble. Come on, please quickly arrange a good hotel for the envoys from Tibet, and let the imperial doctor in the palace go to help the master heal his injuries immediately. Don't be slow!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

There was a young eunuch next to him. After hurriedly bowing and saluting, he hurriedly walked outside.

Although the lama was seriously injured, a look of resentment flashed in his eyes.

He glanced coldly at Lin Xiu.

Only then did he look at Lin Xiu. With the support of the other two Tibetan envoys, Lin Xiu staggered towards the outside of the hall. Looking at the lama's back

, a cold light flashed in Lin Xiu's eyes. But in Lin Xiu's opinion, the lama didn't use all his abilities.

And for some reason, he always had an idea in his mind. Did Tubo send people to Tang Dynasty just to get married? And if the marriage fails, it just goes away? There seems to be a bigger conspiracy hidden in this..._ To read the underlined version of the novel, please download Feilu novels