Zhenwu Tianxia: Summon Yuwen Chengdu at the beginning

After reading the letter, Cheng Mo sighed deeply and said.

"Sovereign, should we intercept them?"

Although Luo Qingxia is over fifty years old, her eyebrows and eyes are still full of beautiful charm.

Cheng Mo said in a deep voice, "The Prince of Xin'an has brought an army of six thousand!"

Luo Qingxia suddenly fell silent.

An army of [-] is not too much, but for the Luoxia Sect, it is not a small army.

If the entire Luoxia Sect were mobilized, they might be able to defeat the [-]-strong army, but what about after that!

After this battle was over, the Luoxia Sect would probably be over as well.

"Let's go!"

"Where?"

Cheng Moshen spread his hands and said, "Go to Wanfu Temple and look for those bald donkeys."

"Then I won't go!" Luo Qingxia said, curling her lips.

Cheng Moshen chuckled and didn't ask her to accompany him.

In the entire Luoxia Sect, Luo Qingxia had the deepest prejudice against Wanfu Temple. As for the reason, it started 30 years ago.

At that time, Luo Qingxia was still a famous beauty in Tianzhou, and countless young talents flocked to her.

It's just that Luo Qingxia didn't like those crooked melons until she met someone.

A blizzard, a wrong encounter, created an amazing and affectionate past.

That person is the Abbot Tongming of Wanfu Temple.

Lishan Sword Sect.

"This Wusi town really dares to come to Tianzhou!"

"They are courting death!"

Duan Feng, the elder of the Lishan Sword Sect, said coldly after listening to his disciple's report.

Next to him, Yu Zheng, the suzerain of the Lishan Sword Sect, narrowed his eyes slightly, and the wrinkles on his face trembled slightly.

"What are those dog officials in the court thinking? Don't they want to force us to rebel?"

"Or they think that we will be afraid of these thousands of troops, or we will be afraid of a 16-year-old doll!"

Duan Feng has a fiery temper and speaks without restraint.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Yu Zheng said in a deep voice.

Duan Feng looked gloomy, "Sovereign, let's kill this ignorant little baby first!"

"Shut up!" Yu Zheng shouted angrily.

Duan Feng was angry and angry, but he didn't dare to annoy Yu Zheng, so he could only snort coldly.

Yu Zheng turned his head to look at the silver-haired old woman beside him, and asked solemnly, "Master, what do you think of us?"

This old woman is Qi Jinfeng, the elder of the Lishan Sword Sect, who is a generation higher than Yu Zheng. This person not only has a high level of cultivation, but also has a high reputation in the Jianghu. People respectfully call her mother-in-law Nobile.

Qi Jinfeng hunched over and looked up at Yu Zheng, revealing a face that was hard to flatten.

"It is not advisable to kill directly!"

"Now what we are facing is not Jianghu sects and warriors, but the imperial government and royal county kings from Kyoto."

The old man's voice was extremely hoarse, but it didn't make people feel uncomfortable. On the contrary, it had a special charm, which made Yu Zheng and Duan Fei's restless moods calm down a lot.

"Auntie, do you mean to ignore it?" Yu Zheng asked with a frown.

"It's okay to ignore it, we have to express our attitude."

"Perhaps we should tell the imperial court about the customs of Tianzhou!"

Qi Jinfeng said slowly.

"Custom!" Yu Zheng was taken aback, but then a smile appeared on his face.

What are the customs of Tianzhou?

That is the strong respect!

Anyone who wants to speak must first see how strong he is.

Even the officials of the imperial court are like this.

At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps outside the hall door.

"Report to the suzerain, the Bloody Clothes Building has issued a killing order!"

Tianshi Mansion is located on Sanqing Mountain in Longshang Mansion, and it is the ancestral home of the righteous school of Dali Taoism.

"Tuk, tuk, tuk..."

In the Tianshi Mansion in the early morning, in an empty and quiet place, the knocking sound of the wooden fish could be faintly heard.

In the distance, there are carved beams and painted buildings in the palace, surrounded by lush and dense trees, the sky is clear and the air is clear, and the wind is smooth. Being in it is like a fairyland.

Follow the sound of wooden fish all the way, pass through the Luluyuan, and come to the Temple of Heavenly Master. There are two groups of Taoists lined up on the left and right, respecting the statue of the ancestor Tianshi in the hall.

With the knocking sound of the wooden fish, sometimes chanting, sometimes kneeling, neat and orderly, solemn and solemn.

In the hall, the statues of the heavenly masters of the past dynasties are arranged in Zhaomu, surrounding the two sides of the hall.

An old man with gray hair and wearing Taoist robes sat in front of the Taoist audience, his eyes were slightly closed, and he tapped the wooden fish lightly.

The solemn and solemn chanting lasted for nearly an hour before it ended, and the Taoists dispersed one after another. Only the old man was still sitting there, motionless, like a permanent statue.

"Master!"

Outside the main hall gate, a man wearing a bun and a blue Taoist robe called out softly.

Seeing that the old man didn't respond, the man had no choice but to raise his voice and call again: "Master!"

"Master!"

After calling several times in a row, the old man suddenly lifted up.

"Ah, it's Wen Su!"

The old man looked at the man sleepily.

Seeing his appearance, Wen Su couldn't help but wryly smiled and said: "Master, you fell asleep in the morning class again!"

"Hey, there's no way, this morning class is too boring!"

"I don't know which patriarch is so boring that he actually made the rules for the morning class. It's useless if I tell you not to do the morning class." The old man stood up, his slender body looking extraordinarily tall and straight.

Wen Su said: "Didn't Master say before that the morning class is to clarify the state of mind and calm the mind?"

"That's for you, not for me."

The old man said dissatisfiedly: "I don't need such boring things to clarify my mood."

"..." Wen Su was speechless.

The old man walked out of the main hall and asked, "What do you want to be a teacher?"

"Oh, that's right!" Wen Su slapped his forehead, suddenly remembering his purpose of coming here.

"Master, Xueyilou has issued a killing order for the king of Xin'an County!"

When the old man heard the words, there was a look of disdain in his vicissitudes of life.

"This group of stupid dogs can't do something smart!"

"Issuing a lore order to the royal county king, they think they have lived too long!"

Wen Su's mouth twitched slightly.

His master is the sixth-generation celestial master of the Tianshi Mansion, and is deeply loved by the people of Tianzhou.

"Master, don't lie!"

Wen Su reminded.

If outsiders know that the old celestial master is a fool, it will really damage the majesty of the celestial master.

"As a teacher, I still need you to teach!" The old heavenly master gave him a sideways look.

"The order goes on. From today on, our Heavenly Master's Mansion will be closed to thank guests, and all disciples of the Heavenly Master's Mansion are forbidden to go out."

Wen Su's expression straightened, and he quickly responded: "The disciple obeys."

Chapter 58 Out of Kyoto

In the 44th year of Wude, October [-]th.

When the first ray of sunlight shines on the bluestone slabs of the capital city in the morning.

The heavy city gate opened slowly, and luxurious carriages were pulled out from the city gate, escorted by hundreds of cavalry.

The curtain of the carriage window was lifted, revealing Qin Wei's gentle face.

"Master Lu, there is no need to send him off!"

Qin Wei said to Lu Tong beside the carriage.

Lu Tong looked at Qin Wei with a complicated expression, and said, "Your Highness, going to Tianzhou is extremely dangerous, please take care of your Highness."

Qin Wei nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "Lord Lu, don't worry, this king is very afraid of death."

Lu Tong couldn't help smiling.

"Your Highness, take care!"

He bowed.

Qin Wei waved his hand, and then the carriage slowly left the city gate.

At the same time, the [-] soldiers who had been waiting outside the city gate slowly gathered and followed the carriage all the way south.

City gate upstairs.

Fu Chengyi looked at the carriage slowly disappearing on the official road, his eyes were deep and clear.

"Teacher, why don't you let the students go to Tianzhou with His Highness?" Fu Yuan asked suspiciously.

Fu Chengyi sighed, "Although the trip to Tianzhou is extremely dangerous, the foundation of His Highness is the capital."

"Li Ru has already gone to Tianzhou, you have to stay in the capital to help His Highness guard Zhen Wusi."

Fu Yuan's expression moved slightly, and a dignified look appeared on his face.

"The teacher is saying that someone will do things to Zhen Wusi?"

Fu Chengyi shook his head slightly, and said, "I don't know, but the possibility cannot be ruled out."

"His Highness is not in the capital now, if someone wants to target Zhen Wusi, this is the best time to do it."

Fu Yuan looked at the spreading official way, frowning.

"It's just that the students are afraid that they won't be able to help you?"

"And why should we help His Highness the County King!"

Although Fu Yuan is currently an official of the Zhenwu Division, he does not have much loyalty to Qin Wei. On the contrary, he is still somewhat dissatisfied with Qin Wei, because Qin Wei placed him under Li Ru before, and now he is only the Zhenwu Division. It's just a head of the Wusi Qianliang Section.

The reason why he wanted to go to Tianzhou was not because he wanted to do something for Qin Wei, but because he wanted to prove his ability in front of Qin Wei.

Fu Chengyi turned his head to look at him, and the cold autumn wind stirred up his long gown and temple hair.

"You're still too young!"

Hearing this, Fu Yuan frowned even deeper.

"Why did the teacher say that?"

Fu Chengyi smiled, turned and left.

"We are not helping His Royal Highness, but ourselves!"

"Grandma, you will turn into a dragon when you encounter a storm!"