[comprehensive] superior skills

A dead silence.

There was only dead silence in the entire hall.

When everyone recognized the old lord wearing a crown and royal clothes by the hazy moonlight, it was the concubine who looked like a mourning concubine who reacted first.

They may have regarded the lingering old lord as a black and white impermanence who wanted to kill their souls, and they rolled their eyes and passed out on the cold floor tiles without even making a sound.

All the ministers and relatives of the royal family present were as if the sky was collapsing and the ground was falling, weeping like people with heartbroken tears.

"His Majesty!"

"My lord is guilty!"

Amidst the heart-piercing wailing of all the ministers, the old king still stretched out his hands stubbornly, "Peacock, my son, come to my father..."

After he finished speaking, he coughed violently and spewed out blood foam mixed with black ash, "Peacock, why don't you come to your father's side? Don't tell me you can't recognize your biological father anymore?" ?"

"Father, is it really Father?"

The Peacock Prince asked in disbelief: "Could it be that you are not dead yet?"

He didn't want to come to this conclusion, but compared to such mysterious and mysterious things as lingering ghosts and evil spirits, he would rather believe that the old man who appeared in front of him was the overconfident and stubborn old man.

"Amitabha!"

Ming Chen, the old abbot of Rende Temple, who had been sitting on the altar, walked slowly reciting the Buddha's name, "Ashes return to ashes, and dust returns to dust. Life and death have destiny, and Yin and Yang are different. Why should the old master be so persistent."

His long white eyebrows hung down at the corners of his eyes, and his face was full of compassion.

The old country lord sighed, "What the master said is very true. When the sky fire came to the world, I also felt that this was a warning from the heavens. It is time to meet the ancestors."

Ming Chen clasped his hands together, "Since this is the case, why should the old lord wander around the world. Why don't you ask the poor monk to recite the Sutra of Rebirth several times to help you reach the Western Paradise early."

Unexpectedly, the old lord stood up immediately when he heard this sentence, and hung above the coffin like green smoke, "I have ruled the Hanhai Kingdom for decades. Teaching! I thought that seeing the ancestral temple this time was considered a failure to live up to the country..."

The blood and tears in his eyes were gurgling, and drips splashed on the golden coat, "Who knows that the king and the ancestors of all generations disdain to meet with the widow, and even the ancestor King Khan tearfully denounced the widow to sit and watch the thieves and ministers mess up the country and cut off the vast sea." flesh and blood!"

The old lord's face flickered, with a ghostly aura, "I dare to ask Master, if you encounter such a situation, how should you let go of your obsession!"

What he asked was Abbot Mingchen, but those blood-weeping eyes were still fixedly looking at the pale-faced Peacock Prince.

This series of changes seemed like a thunderbolt from the blue sky had exploded on the sky, and the crying ministers in the hall immediately bowed silently as if they were being choked, and only secretly glanced at the father and son standing facing each other from the corner of their eyes.

"Amitabha!"

Abbot Mingchen couldn't help but worship, "Everything has its own fate, and the old master's response to the calamity is not a meritorious deed. It hinders people's holiness and goodness, and envies sages and saints. Buddha has three treasures, which can save demons in heaven."

"Can save the heavenly demon?"

The old lord suddenly stretched out a scorched black sharp claw and hooked the Jade Buddha in the vast sea in front of the coffin, and clasped the belly of the Jade Buddha with his right palm burning with the faint will-o'-the-wisp, and shouted sharply: "I'm afraid that your filthy and dirty The Buddhist holy place enshrines more than just the Three Treasures!"

In the glowing flames, the black-skinned evil spirit with red hair and green eyes gradually dominated the half of the Buddha statue, staring ferociously at the prostrate Hanhai king and ministers.

"Why bother to come..."

Until now, Ming Chen, who has always maintained a sympathetic attitude, finally raised his hands and rubbed his face to tear off the merciful mask, revealing a sinister and cold face, "Since the old lord is unwilling to die alone, now he will join a hundred people in the palace." To be buried with you, it's time to rest in peace."

"A little bit."

The old lord also wiped his face, and transformed into a young face as if he had taken rejuvenating medicine, "If you add the 72 heavenly demons taught by Rakshasa, I will have nothing to ask for!"

"It turns out that you are pretending to be a ghost!"

The Peacock Prince waved his hand to light the candlestick on the altar, and carefully sized up the man standing on the coffin, "Do you know why I left Bianji, just for today."

His eyes swept over the facial features of the person opposite, and said contemptuously: "You are indeed of the same family, and you all have a disgusting face."

Yu Tianbao smiled coldly, "You are worthy of being the son of Yu Luocha. Only when I saw you did I understand why he hides in a cloud of mist all day. It's really because he has no face to face people!"

"you!"

The Peacock Prince gritted his teeth and scolded: "If you are as eloquent as you are, you still haven't been a scapegoat for 20 years in the end!"

He turned to smile sinisterly and said: "But don't worry, I will remember your benefits. I will also let someone keep your tongue and press it on the body of my favorite clever mouth starling, This way we can stay together for a long time.”

Yu Tianbao tilted his head and sighed, "Are you really Yu Luocha's son? I don't think you are any better than me."

He sat lazily on the coffin, patting the Jade Buddha on his hand, "Which one is more like the father between the dog in the wolf's den and the wolf in the dog's den? What did it look like?"

Peacock Prince narrowed his eyes dangerously, "You can ask your father, that old ghost lying in the coffin, this question yourself!"

Yu Tianbao stepped on the dead body without hesitation, "Tell him, actually I don't know where this dead body came from, or you can ask the person standing behind you."

"You want to trick me back?"

The Peacock Prince sneered and said, "As you said, there are 72 Heavenly Demons guarding the temple outside the Rakshasa Cult. Who else can escape this net except the leader himself!"

Yu Tianbao also responded with a sneer, "As far as I know, there is at least one person in the world who can easily do this."

The Peacock Prince couldn't help clapping his hands, "Your look of fearlessness in the face of danger is really similar to the old master. It's a pity, you can fool others but you can't fool me."

"You think I'm lying to you?"

Yu Tianbao looked at him deeply, "If you think I'm lying, why don't you dare to turn around? Are you afraid that Abbot Mingchen won't be able to protect you? Or is it that you have already noticed something wrong?"

"I never leave my back to my enemies."

The Peacock Prince refused: "So I can only trouble Master to take a look at this for me."

"Amitabha!"

Abbot Ming Chen, who had been silent for a long time, not only recited the Buddha's name again, but also patted Peacock Prince on the shoulder with doubts in his eyes, "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? Will the donor be willing to be a fellow traveler of the poor monk?"

This powerful palm clasped the Peacock Prince's shoulder blades, forcefully forcing him to turn around.

Dharma altar, futon, plain white long banner.

There are echoes of monks chanting sutras everywhere inside and outside the hall, but the 72 commoner monks are alone.

In the layers of fog, a thick shadow slowly came, revealing its figure bit by bit.

It was a very beautiful woman, her eyes seemed to come from the stars, and her lips were comparable to the most delicate color in spring.

But when she opened her mouth to speak, that heavenly voice was as icy and biting as a blizzard in the extreme north, freezing people to the bone in an instant.

"Is this the son of the gods that Yu Luosha is known as the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths?"

Song Ci walked around him, "Not to mention anything else, he is very skilled at setting fires. Are you curious where those monks are?"

Prince Peacock didn't want to answer at first, but he nodded stiffly under the pressure of Abbot Mingchen.

Song Ci rubbed his fingers to create a small flame, "I don't think their craftsmanship should be too wasteful, so I kindly asked people to go back to the Great Light Realm and find something to do for the left-behind Demon Sect disciples."

Even if you don't count the murderous revenge that night, at least you must seek justice for the [-] monks who died innocently in the temple.

The Peacock Prince still didn't speak, but cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He already understood who the other person Yu Tianbao was talking about was, and he also knew that unless the leader came in person, he would never have the chance to escape.

So he simply imitated the old master who was once imprisoned in Rende Temple and kept silent until the opponent decided how to deal with the chess pieces in his hand.

Yu Tianbao threw the Buddha statue into the arms of the stunned Hanhai Kingdom's royal family, and went straight to Abbot Mingchen, "Young Master Hua, your disguise skill is really superb! If I hadn't seen you earlier when you bowed down, you still didn't forget to use it!" Pointing to the position of the Rakshasa ghost, I almost thought you were really a member of the demon sect hiding in Rende Temple."

Hua Manlou tore off the human\leather mask underneath with his hands, and said with a light smile, "If you have seen the direct disciples of Fourth Aunt Hua's family, you wouldn't think how exquisite my unique skills are. I wonder what Brother Yu's plan is in the future. , stay in the Hanhai Kingdom, or return to Middle Earth with us?"

Yu Tianbao glanced at the royal family members and ministers of civil and military affairs who were gradually coming to life, shook his head and sighed: "Just now I only lay in the coffin for a while and felt that the days are like years, if I really want to sit on the throne like the old lord For the rest of my life, I might as well go back to the coffin and be buried with him."

It doesn't matter if he is muddy and can't support the wall, after all, he has had enough suffering of being controlled by others, and he doesn't want the rest of his life to still live in the rules and regulations set by others.

"It's easy if you want to go, but you have to clear the obstacles for your little nephew."

Song Ci suddenly moved to grab Princess Peacock, who was pretending to be unconscious, "Even if he is only a regent in name, at least let others know that he is not a helpless child. The most important thing is that Hanhai Kingdom is so rich that it will definitely make you happy." Life is even more carefree than when I was in the Western Demon Cult."

Thinking of the embarrassing scene when the three met for the first time, Yu Tianbao couldn't help but blush, "I should meet the little grandson."

Regardless of whether the other party can accept this Uncle Wang who suddenly appeared, he should do his little bit for the father he has never met.

Different from Yu Tianbao's imagination, due to the unspeakable and wonderful power of blood kinship, Bian Ji fell in love with the uncle who was very similar to his father and king in the maid's mouth when they met for the first time.

While Yu Tianbao was busy cultivating relationships with his nephew and getting in touch with the government, Song Ci and Hua Manlou did not forget the incense and candle shop outside the city.

With the real abbot Mingchen leading the way, all the members of the Demon Cult lurking in the vast sea were wiped out, and the incense and candle shop connected with the monks of Rende Temple was the contact point of the Great Brightness Realm in a foreign land.

In the humble shop, Song Ci not only found a lot of added sandalwood, but also confiscated a batch of wax pills with different ingredients. Their only common effect is that they can quickly become addicted to drugs.

Song Ci broke open a small beeswax ball and sniffed it, "Do you think the lotus that appeared here and the hibiscus brought by the honest monk could be a coincidence?"

Huamanlou shook his head, "There may be coincidences in the world, but they will never appear on the same flower."

"So, Gong Jiu and his son have colluded with the Western Demon Cult?"

Song Ci put away the poison pill carefully, "If they wanted to usurp the throne in the first place, they might need the cooperation of small border countries. But now the father and son have clearly set their minds on Longxiao Palace, why bother?" Offer drugs to Yu Luosha?"

When two tigers fight, there is bound to be an injury. Gong Jiu would never think of sharing the Undersea Dragon Palace with Yu Luocha.

"Perhaps they feel that the strength in their hands is not enough to contend against Longxiao Palace, or maybe Gong Jiu and his son are using the pretext of seeking to usurp the throne to unite with the Western Demon Cult. I am afraid that only the parties involved can give an answer to this transaction."

Hua Manlou observed the Saker falcons kept in the backyard of the shop and the bamboo tubes tied to the feet of the raptors, "At least the facts in front of me can prove that there are very few people in the world who can escape the joint pursuit between the two."

How could the people on the ground be faster than the birds in the sky, that's why they were tracked all the way to the desert, and even Hanhai had arranged a good show in advance to lure the king into the urn.

If the aftermath of the crisis caused by those eleven Rakshasa cards hadn't dissipated, Jade Rakshasa might have already discovered the internal changes in Hanhai Kingdom.

Even so, they couldn't delay any longer, and had to rush back to Middle-earth with Prince Peacock as soon as possible.

Seeming to see his hidden worry, Song Ci easily hugged the Saker falcon, who was watching the enemy fiercely, "Don't worry too much. The 72 great monks who rushed back to the main altar to set off fireworks will help us delay the time."

At that time, there will be another wave of ups and downs, even if Yu Luocha has supernatural powers, he will be too busy to score. Besides, she still holds the antidote of Peacock Prince in her hand, so she doesn't believe that the leader of the Demon Cult is willing to get it back. the living dead.

"You're right."

Hua Manlou sighed long and long: "Instead of worrying about those unreachable things, why not think about how to address Brother Yu when we see you again."

With the testimony of Prince Peacock and the face that resembled the old lord, Yu Tianbao successfully restored the identity of the direct prince.

Like Hua Manlou, Song Ci also thought that he would immediately abandon the original name that meant infinite humiliation, but Yu Tianbao still kept the original Chinese name, and even the title was just the simplest Jade Prince.

Outside the imperial city, Yu Tianbao once again embarked on a journey to conquer the desert with two friends after waving goodbye to Panji.

Looking back at the peacock prince who was drowsy and tied to the hump, thinking of the previous 20 years of struggling to survive, he said to himself in his heart: "From now on, you will be the Jade Prince of the Hanhai Kingdom. Not the Jade Prince of Jade Raksha. , but Yutianbao's jade!"

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Song Ci: Don't be cannon fodder, but stand up.

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