The Daily Salvation of the Protagonist of the Buddhist System

The emperor is in heaven, and the whole country mourns together.

The Son of Heaven was in mourning for seven days, temple bells rang ten thousand times, palace gates and city gates were closed, all civil and military officials, princes and nobles, all entered the palace to weep.

The folks pick off tassel crowns within 27 days and wear plain clothes. Marriage is prohibited within three months, and entertainment is prohibited within [-] days.

Everyone in the capital is dressed in plain sackcloth, mourning.

However, in the deep palace, the third prince, the heir to the throne recognized by the civil and military courts of the Manchu Dynasty, should have been proud of himself, but at this moment he had a look of panic on his face.

"Didn't you say that as long as you send someone to kill the Prince of Zhou, we will be cleared?"

"It's just what you think."

Under the secluded underground palace, a Taoist man in black was sitting on a high altar, his face could not be seen clearly under the dim candlelight, but it gave people an extremely gloomy feeling for no reason.

"You!" The third prince's eyes were tearing apart in anger. He hated others threatening him, but he was also afraid of the unpredictable methods of the people in front of him.

He paced around anxiously, "But, there are too many blood sacrifices."

"What are you afraid of? When you become the emperor, these are trivial matters." The hoarse voice sneered, "I know what you are afraid of. It is nothing more than fear of people finding out. I will let my subordinates help you.

I believe you dare to do it. After all, you have done such outrageous things as patricide, but you just killed a few people, so why hesitate. "

"But," the third prince still wanted to bargain, but was interrupted by the Taoist.

"It's nothing!" The Taoist laughed, "Don't forget that you still have my locust seed in your body. I have thousands of ways to make you survive or die."

The third prince clutched his chest, thinking of the pain he felt when Huai Zhong had an attack, the balance in his heart gave way again.

The Taoist knew the truth of giving a sweet date with a stick, and comforted him: "Don't worry, after the blood sacrifice, I will cultivate to a great height, and I will never forget your benefits, and I will give you a elixir to prolong your life."

"Really?" The third prince was tempted.

"You still can't believe my methods, isn't the dragon spirit on your body the best proof?

Don't forget, back then you were just a little-known ordinary prince who grew up in the cold palace, who put you in this position. "

The Taoist said temptingly.

The Taoist changed the subject and promised the third prince: "And I assure you, this is the last time.

When I ascend to immortality, I will definitely leave Daxia, and I will also release the locust seed in your body.

At that time, you will walk your Yangguan Road, and I will cross my single-plank bridge, and the two will be completely cleared up. "

The third prince was finally convinced, gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, but you have to give me time."

"One year, at most one year." The Taoist backed down and made another request, "However, you must ensure that you provide blood food for at least a thousand people every month."

The third prince nodded, and left this place that made him extremely afraid.

"Xiaotian, what is the upper limit of my strength that this world can accommodate."

Su Yun stood on the top of the mountain and looked at the capital. He was inexplicably flustered, as if something bad was about to happen.

"This world is regarded as the middle martial plane, and the host can only display three points of strength at most."

Xiaotian returned after communicating with the world consciousness for a while.

"Can it be turned into light?" Su Yun asked.

Right now, this place is thousands of miles away from the capital. If we go back in the usual way, there will be too many variables in the capital.

"Yes, but it will be slower."

"It's fine." Su Yun breathed a sigh of relief, "Xiaotian, help me calculate how long it will take to return to the capital."

"Three days at most."

"Okay, I'll use my energy to turn light into light in a while, Xiaotian, help me set up an enchantment to hide the movement."

Su Yun focused on his luck, opened the seal he set, and felt the power refill his body.

Lifting up the ten successful bodies, the figure turned into a blue streamer and flew towards the capital.

This flight lasted two days and two nights, Su Yun was so anxious that he hardly slept during the journey.

Arriving at a place close to the capital, I suddenly felt a rush of resentment and blood.

"This is..." Su Yun looked in the direction of the capital, thought for a while, and still showed his figure, and flew towards the place where the aura appeared.

In the raging fire, accompanied by desperate cries, a massacre is going on.

Xiao Chen wiped the blood spattered in the corner of his eyes, and his face covered with black cloth became more and more cold.

"Head, it's all cleaned up." A man who was also masked came to report the situation.

"Okay, you and the brothers go back first, and I will follow up later."

Xiao Chen waved his hand, and the masked man knew that this was already a routine, so he led the others back silently.

Xiao Chen took out a black kit from his bosom, and carefully poured out an oval-shaped thing.

The shape of this thing is like a elixir, but when you look closely, it is covered with dense red blood threads. These blood threads are intertwined and intertwined like living things, exuding a bloody smell that makes people palpitate.

Xiao Chen looked at the thing in his hand in fear, as if he was facing some kind of scourge, his gloved hands couldn't help shaking.

Taking a deep breath, he threw it vigorously towards the slaughtered village.

This "seed" froze in mid-air, as if smelling something delicious, bloodshot tentacles protruded from it excitedly.

A trace of blood mist melted into the blood thread, and the blood thread became larger at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon grew into a huge blood-red vine.

The vines meander, twine, and grow underground, entering the village bit by bit.

Black and red mist poured into the vines continuously, and the whole village was surrounded by vines like living things.

In less than half an hour, the corpses in the village turned into white bones.

The blood-red vine also seemed to be full, and lazily retracted to the place where the "seed" was, and returned to its original shape, but it was a circle bigger than before, and the bloodshot was thicker.

Xiao Chen waited until it stopped moving before approaching it tremblingly, intending to take it back.

Just as he was about to get it, there was a sudden gust of wind, Xiao let out a dull snort, and took a few steps back.

Clutching his chest and looking towards the place where the strong wind hit, it turned out to be a young Taoist priest floating in the air.

With a handsome appearance, holding a fly whisk, carrying a black sword, and fluttering clothes, he looks like a fairy.

Xiao Chen was horrified, he knelt down with a plop, kowtowed and said: "The gods spare my life, the gods spare my life."

As soon as Su Yun raised his hand, the red "seed" in the air flew towards him. Feeling the aura from Su Yun's body, the "seed" struggled desperately, but still couldn't escape.

Su Yun took out a golden talisman and stuck it on the "seed". The talisman turned into a few golden characters and hid in it. Finally, it stopped moving.

Su Yun took out a white jade bottle from his cuff and filled it up.

Xiao Chen saw that terrifying monster being subdued by Su Yun so easily, thinking that he really met a god, and he didn't have any chances.

"Who sent you here?" Su Yun said in a deep voice.

Xiao Chen suddenly fell silent.

Su Yun asked again, and Xiao Chen smiled wryly: "It's not that I didn't tell the elder, but the life of the villain's family is still in the hands of others. The villain really can't tell."

Su Yun was a little embarrassed, and his intuition told him that what the person in front of him said was true.

Su Yun thought for a while and said, "If you don't tell me, the poor will know."

After all, he drew a circle in the air with his finger, and the universe turned into a mirror of water.

On the water mirror, countless images flashed, and finally the image of Xiao Chen receiving the "seed" in the underground palace was frozen.

And the person who handed the "seed" was the Third Prince!

"It really is him." Su Yun swept the dust away, and the water mirror floated in front of Xiao Chen, "It's the third prince, right?"

Xiao Chen bowed his head and acquiesced.

Su Yun swept the dust lightly, and the water mirror dissipated in the air.

"You don't have to be afraid, Pindao can help you save your family, as long as you do what I say."

Xiao Chen raised his head in surprise, "How to do it? The villain must do his best."

A golden spot of light fell on Xiao Chen's body, and he threw the porcelain bottle containing the "seed" to him, Su Yun said in a deep voice: "The poor Taoist made a mark on you, you just need to take this and return to your life. "

Xiao Chen nodded.

Su Yun looked at the faces of Xiao Chen's family through the water mirror again, and let him go.

Su Yun looked at the devastated village and said in his heart that he committed a crime.

So he sat cross-legged in the air, his eyes were slightly closed, golden light was shining on his body, and he recited the Sutra of Rebirth.

After half an hour, everyone was finally rescued.

Only then did he let out a long sigh of relief, and continued to rush towards the capital in the form of Liu Guang.

Two hours later, Su Yun finally arrived at the capital, and he released his invisibility not far from the gate of the city before walking towards the city.

The city was completely plain, and the streets were deserted, no longer as lively as before.

Su Yun didn't go back to the Qin Tianjian first, but decided to go to the princess mansion first to find out the situation.

The Princess Mansion is located not far from the imperial palace. Due to its meritorious service in protecting the country, the area occupied by the imperial gift is second only to the size of the prince.

"Hey, there's something wrong." Su Yun actually saw guards guarding the princess mansion, and with a sweep of his consciousness, the mansion was controlled by heavy soldiers.

Su Yun left silently and turned to Zhongyonghou's mansion.

"Brother Yun? You're back!" Li Xiuzhi said in surprise.

"Well, brother Xiuzhi, what's going on in the capital, why did His Majesty die suddenly." Su Yun asked suspiciously.

"It's a long story." Li Xiuzhi sighed, "When Yao'er and I first came back, His Majesty was still in good health.

But since last month, His Majesty suddenly stopped going to court, saying that he was ill and died five days ago due to heavy soldiers, and died suddenly. "

"Yao'er felt that His Majesty's death was very suspicious, and wanted to see His Majesty's body with her own eyes, but was stopped by the third prince, and then she was placed under house arrest."

Su Yun nodded, "It seems that His Majesty's death has something to do with the Third Prince."

"Then what should we do?" Li Xiuzhi asked anxiously, "I'm afraid he will attack Yao'er."

Su Yun comforted: "Brother Xiuzhi, don't worry, brother Yu is planning to go to the palace to investigate.

You just wait here, don't be impulsive. "

Li Xiuzhi nodded.

Su Yun concealed himself and came to the palace, only to find that the dragon aura in the palace had already dimmed to the point where he was powerless to stop him.

Instead, there was a terrifying demon atmosphere.

In the end what happened?

Su Yun was puzzled and entered the palace.

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