Prime Minister, I Understand

Three angels.

Xiu Li grinned.

It's not that I look down on it, but I know that these days I have learned a lot of knowledge. On the land I refined, this kind of immortal combat power is almost the same as that of a golden immortal.

"There is still a human kingdom here?"

"Yes." Ying Rong replied: "In the land of Shenyue, there are three kingdoms that exist all year round. The strength of the three kingdoms is similar, but they are always in turmoil."

Xiu Li nodded slightly: "Go, go down and have a look."

With that said, Xiu Li took the lead to fall downwards.

The reward followed beside Xiu Li, and asked strangely: "Master, is there anything weird about this place?"

Xiu Li put away the book in his hand, and said in his mouth: "The land of the Immortal Mansion I met before, how can there be such a strong human aura, but this place has a human aura..."

Xiu Li looked down, and found that on the ground below, the aura of humanity was a kind of gray, and it was extremely crowded.

Xiu Li couldn't help asking: "How long has this place been like this?"

Ying Rong replied: "If Uncle Xiu is asking about the melee war among the Three Kingdoms, it must have been thousands of years ago."

"Oh?" Lian Wu wondered from the side: "It's been so long? Have you been fighting?"

"Hmmm...it's about the same. Anyway, it's been fighting all the time, and there seems to be a big chaos every few decades."

"It shouldn't be." Lian Wu said strangely: "The trend of the world, which one is not divided for a long time must be united for a long time, at least one dynasty is stable, and there is no war in a hundred years. How can this be fought for so long? And the three kingdoms are powerful, and it is not the same. The national power is similar, there should be a delicate balance."

"I don't know." Ying Rong was a little embarrassed: "I've only heard about things here, so I don't know much."

"You'll know when you get down."

The four said that they had already fallen outside that city.

That city looks similar to the prosperous cities in the southern provinces of Xiuli before.

It stands to reason that this kind of long-term war-torn place shouldn't be so... peaceful.

"Master." Jiang Li looked up at Xiu Li: "Are we going to be the same as before?"

Xiu Li shook his head: "This time it's for observation."

As he spoke, Xiu Li waved his hand lightly.

The four of them walked towards the city like this.

No one noticed on the road.

When the people at the gate of the city passed by, they all bowed their heads and paid the entrance fee.

It looks no different from the general city.

These people couldn't see Xiu Li. At this moment, there was a sound of horseshoes in the city.

Xiuli and the others stepped aside, and after a while, hundreds of cavalry came out of the city and galloped away.

"Strange." Lianwu, who is most familiar with the dynasty, looked confused at this moment: "Why did a team of cavalry run out for no reason? When we came, we didn't see any troops."

Jiang Li's spiritual sense chased him out, but it was also strange: "It stopped in the forest a hundred miles away."

"It's probably some kind of kingdom dispute." Xiu Li shook his head: "Let's go, let's go into the city and have a look."

The four entered the city and found that the city was still peaceful.

Lian Wu couldn't help but muttered: "Miss Ying Rong, you must have made a mistake in your information, right? This place doesn't look like a place where there is war."

Ying Rong smiled bitterly and said: "Auntie is right, I also don't think this place looks like there is a war, but Shenyue's land has been famous for the disputes among the Three Kingdoms for a long time."

While the few people were talking, a group of soldiers walked into a house, and after a while, a strong young man was brought out.

The young man was still saying goodbye to his family at the door.

"Conscription..." Xiu Li said.

"Could it be that we came too far back?" Lian Wu whispered: "I've seen it in Huanlou, the situation where the dynasty was destroyed in the front and the singing and dancing in the back was peaceful."

"Of course I know that." Xiu Li said, "That's why I chose this place as a place where the atmosphere of humanity is chaotic. It stands to reason that the people live and work in peace and contentment, so it shouldn't be so chaotic."

Ying Rong asked, "Could it be... some evil spirit interfering?"

Xiu Li stepped on his feet lightly, then shook his head: "There is spiritual energy, but the spiritual energy is isolated, and the boundary of this place has been refined. It is difficult to promote evil spirits."

The three of them walked forward while talking, so at this moment, Jiang Li suddenly looked in one direction: "Master, there is a temple over there."

Xiu Li looked over, and sure enough, there is a temple in this market.

However, few people passing by set foot inside.

Although Xiu Li hates Western religions, it has to be said that temples and Taoist temples opened in cities will definitely not lack incense.

"Go and have a look." Xiu Li said, walking towards the temple.

When the four of them walked in, the invisible concealment method on their bodies also dissipated.

A young novice monk saw the four of them, he just bowed slightly and said a word about Amitabha.

Then he didn't say anything more.

This temple is not big, there are only two main halls, and in the main hall in front, there is a wooden statue of King Ming enshrined.

Next to it, an old monk came out and bowed to the four people: "Amitabha, the poor monk is the host of this small temple. Four nobles, I don't know what advice you have for coming to my small temple?"

Xiu Li looked at the enshrined statue of King Ming, and said with a smile: "I saw that King Ming's Dharma gods and Buddha shadows have golden bodies elsewhere, and it is really simple to preside over this wooden Buddha, are you afraid that King Ming will blame him?"

The host just smiled and said, "My Buddha is merciful, how can I blame a golden body? The so-called golden body is nothing more than a devout thing, but if you are really devout to the Buddha, why do you need to use something else? Donor Are you right?"

Xiu Li's heart moved, he bowed back to the old host, and said with a smile: "It's a trick."

At least from now on, he is a serious monk again.

Chapter 420 Seven: Stealing Heaven and Imprisoning Spirits

Ying Rong noticed Xiu Li's actions.

Ying Rong was quite puzzled.

Not long ago, the Western Sect tricked Xiu Li, why now Xiu Li can be so polite to this old monk.

Could this be the reason why this Uncle Xiu was selected as the Emissary?

With such a magnanimity, at least Ying Rong knew that she couldn't do it.

When the old monk heard what Xiu Li said, the smile on his face remained unchanged: "Then, why did the benefactor come to my small temple?"

Xiu Li looked at the wooden statue of King Ming, and said: "If I say that I come to offer incense, is the abbot trustworthy?"

The abbot shook his head slightly: "Don't be joking, the benefactor, my small temple can't withstand the incense of the benefactor."

Xiu Li took a look at the old host. The old host looked like an ordinary person, but... he could see that everyone was different, and he was not an ordinary person after all.

Xiu Li nodded slightly, and then said, "Let's just take a look."

The host nodded slightly, just when he was about to say something, he saw a ray of light flickering on the wooden King Ming, and penetrated into the host's body.

The next moment, the host raised his head, his eyes were full of clarity, and the previous kind smile on his face also carried a little majesty.

"I don't know the catastrophe will come." The old host put his hands on his chest: "Please forgive me."

Xiu Li noticed the change of the old monk, and as the saying goes, you don't hit a smiling face with your hand, so he followed suit: "I don't know much about Western religion, so I don't know which Ming king is senior?"

The person who came shook his head: "The king of Ming does not dare to be the king, but the poor monk is wise."

"Oh?" Xiu Li became interested: "I don't know who Master Mingnian and senior are..."

"Brother."

Xiu Li nodded: "I see, Master Wise, I have something to ask."

"The robber wants to ask about this place?"

"Yes."

But this wise master just shook his head, and then said: "The affairs of this place are so complicated to talk about, a glimpse is worse than a thousand words, and it's better to follow me to see it?"

Xiu Li cupped his hands: "I would like to see the details."

"Amitabha." The host said, raising his hand slightly.

Then the scenery in front of everyone changed, and finally landed in a mountain forest.

There is still a faint smell of blood around.

Jiang Li wrinkled his nose, then dispersed his consciousness, and then said, "Master, there is a war outside."

"kindness."

Xiu Li responded, and then looked to Ming Zhi: "Why do you want to see, senior?"

"Wait a moment."

After a while, I saw a frightened horse galloping towards the crowd, dragging a person.

The person on the back had several arrows stuck in his body, and it was obvious that he couldn't die anymore.

The more the startled horse came towards the crowd, the calmer it became.

By the time everyone was around, he had completely calmed down.

The abbot waved his hand, and the dead soldier floated in front of everyone.

Zhizhi looked at Xiu Li: "Please ask the robber to cast a spell."

Xiu Li looked at the man, then raised his hand to pick off the arrows on his body, and then cast the spell of resurrecting the dead with Tiangang 36.

After a while, yin and yang were reversed, and the dead soldier opened his eyes.

But at this moment, he could only see the wise monk.

As if thinking of something, the man bowed slightly to Zhizhi: "Thank you, Master!"

Zhizhi shook his head slightly: "The person who saved you is not a poor monk, but another expert."

The soldier was cold for a while, and then said: "Then please tell the benefactor for me, master, I still have something to do."

With that said, he got on his horse.