The Strongest Crossing of Great Realms

Ye Zhen frowned slightly, thinking about which sage was hiding in the temple at this time, but in the eyes of the minister behind him, Ye Zhen stared at the statue of Nuwa, motionless, as if fascinated.

"The King" Shang Rong had to remind him aloud.

Ye Zhen turned around and whispered expressionlessly, "Let's go."

However, after everyone left the hall, Xuanguang flashed, and a figure suddenly appeared in the place where Ye Zhen was before.

Shapely, a robe with a thin face, but not the dust of an ordinary Taoist in his hands, but a tree branch full of colored divine light transforming for free, and surrounded by golden encapsulation outside of divine light. .

"This man is weird. As an emperor on earth, he can ignore the suppression of the heavens and build the emperor with the body of the emperor. Otherwise, I am afraid ..."

The Taoist shook his head slightly and his eyes were full of light. "It's so horrible that it seems that the second son has a lot to do with this seat. In this robbery, he has to save his life, and then ...".

Thinking of this whim, such a gain, Rao is a Taoist man to become a sage, but he couldn't help but rejoice.

"At the moment when Jinjue was impressed, Bodhi, the best ancestor in the West, could not live for three or three times, and was full of kindness in his whole body!"

Leaving this sentence, people once again turned into a mysterious light disappeared.

It was only a short while ago that Ye Zhen, who had already left, took a minister to the temple again.

"King, what are you?" Shang Rong was puzzled. In the past years, Ye Zhen, the great merchant emperor, had the impression that he did not like this kind of incense. He has always been far away. Say, go and return?

"The phoenix treasure account is very beautiful, full of lacquered gold makeup. Ququ Yuanshan is flying green, and the dancing sleeves reflect Xia Chang. Pear blossoms with rain fight for beauty; Peony cage smoke charming makeup. But the enchanting can move, get back King of Changle "

Ye Zhen held his hands behind his back, sneering at the words on the beam of Jinsi Nanmu, and said, "You Aiqing, what do you think of the words on this beam?"

After Ye Zhen raised his hand and pointed, the hearts of those ministers who did not squint

"Who is so bold!"

At this moment, it is impossible to say that the final ritual of the ritual law can not help but yell at the anger. The person who mentions the poem is so disrespectful to the son-in-law. If the son-in-law blame the king, once the saint is angry, look It seems that the stable and flourishing Dashangjiangshan is about to be destroyed in no time. Whoever dares to stir up the power of the saints!

"Come on! Get rid of this silver poem!" Bigan said loudly.

When the words fell, two guards came and saw the words on the pillars. They tore off the corners of their robes and rubbed them vigorously on the pillars.

But no matter how hard the two guards tried, they couldn't erase the seemingly written words.

"Cut the word off with a sword" Bigan frowned.

"Oh!"

The guard quickly drew out the sword and began to chop it up on the pillar.

Ye Zhen shook his head slightly. The characters on the pillars had the sage's mana and the forbidden blessing. If you say these guards, you can't help it.

In addition to taking some time to crack, it is to destroy the entire beam. But this is not necessary, since this saint can be so shameless to marry someone, even if the pillar is destroyed, the other party will put on another set.

What's more, Ye Zhen didn't care who wrote the poem. Ye Zhen already had a goal in mind. By then, the account would be counted.

Ye Zhen knew that, in his own capacity, if it broke out, it would be impossible to say a small Xiqi, it was just a piece of incense. Apart from the big business people, the human world is afraid that there will not be much to survive.

But if a country or a nation wants to be a real strong man, it is impossible to rely on one person alone, and it will leave this world in the future.

Only the awakening of the strong can arouse the unyielding pride of a nation and become stronger step by step in the course of hardship.

It was just like when the Song Emperor was in the world of shooting and carving, when he was a big emperor of Song Dynasty, with his own ability, even in the face of thousands of troops, one person is enough to completely destroy it, but it does not make much sense.

Soldiers need the grinding of iron and blood to cast their souls, and so does the nation!

However, Liang Zhu has been cut one layer after another. Seeing that Liang Zhu is almost half gone, just like a dog, this ink is still there, as if growing on Liang Zhu.

"Qi Xiangxiang ..." The two guards were dumbfounded.

"Why is this!" Shang Rong frowned, panicking.

"Cut me this whole beam!" Bi Gan screamed again.

"If you can find out who carved the words, you can't cut them off!" Bili murmured that before the crowd did not go far, there would be no outsiders, then the person with the lettering is the man in this temple.

But then, the beam and pillar that could have been reluctantly cut, at this time, was like the diamond casting, hard and abnormal, and sparks splashed. The sword in this hand was rolled, and there was no damage to the beam.

"No need to chop anymore, go back"

The words fell, Ye Zhen turned and left, and the minister was helpless, feeling that it was better to deal with it as soon as possible, but Ye Zhen's order was indispensable.

Just before going out, Bigan ordered that from now on, the Nüwa Temple would not allow anyone to enter and leave, and the guards would not leave.

Quickly stepped forward to stop Ye Zhen's way, compared to Gan Gong's salute, "King! That beam and pillar is abnormal, and it must have been casted by demon. He also asked the king to order Master Qin Tianzhang to come here. Demon law, destroy that silver poem as soon as possible! "

"Why destroy it? Now that you can see that this beam was cast by someone, how can you not see it as a saint's son-in-law, and the saint can count, knowing the past, present and future, I am just a mortal. "I have tried my best, and the rest is given to the son-in-law." Ye Zhen whispered.

How can you be sanctified, so easily angered, and deceived by this little trick.

Wanting to come to the original destiny track, the poem written by Di Xin may also be controlled by the person who hides his head and tail, otherwise ... how can the generation who hide and show his tail know, after all, Ye Zhen didn't want to leave this poem.

Besides, the son-in-law and mother-in-law are both saints, so how can they not know the hidden feelings, but to the outsiders, this is what Di Xin wrote. In the eyes of all saints, it is not as good as the ants, and life and death are given to nature.

As for the person behind it, it has its own care.

Distracted by that verse, now listening to Ye Zhen's words, Bigan and others think about it, and it is true. If a saint cannot discern even this point, he cannot be saint's respect.

However, the person with the lettering can still be traced, after all, there must always be something out of the water.

After a while, the invisible immortality of the mortal did not enter the Temple of Nuwa. In the square, a man suddenly appeared in white clothes, his shape did not lose a little bit of colorful scales, and even faintly won, but only the upper body. It is a human, but the lower body is a snake tail, and there are two red boys on the sides.

Because of the previous events, the Nuwa Temple had a somewhat tense atmosphere. All the guards tightened their nerves, but they turned a blind eye to the three people who suddenly appeared.

The woman in white swayed the tail of the snake, stepped gracefully into the hall, and only one glance saw the dog-like beam and the poem on the beam.

"What a courage, this emperor dared to write such a blasphemy poem!" One of the boys holding a golden gourd was shocked. On the one hand, he was very angry, but on the other side he admired Ye Zhen, a mortal emperor. , Zanzi ants, dare to despise the saints so much.

Nu Wa's eyebrows were lightly frowned, and she read the poems, but her brows suddenly stretched. "Caiyun, how did you conclude that this poem was written by Nadi Xin?"

"How difficult is that, Niangniang, today is the day when Shangtang worships Niangniang, and this temple can only be entered by Di Xin, who will be except him!" The boy respectfully said.

The son-in-law gently shakes the hydrazine's head. With the movement, Qingsi sways around his waist. "No, even though someone can blind the heaven, this poem is not written by Di Xin."

After all ... the forbidden atmosphere and mana fluctuations on this beam are familiar to me.

When the son-in-law said this, the two boys behind them understood that it was afraid that someone had used a dark hand in it. No wonder the beam was cut to such an appearance that they wanted to destroy the poem. How can mortal power do it?

"But the maiden, how dull are the mortals in the world, you will think that this poem was written by Emperor Xin. If you do n’t give it some lessons, you may fall into the reputation of the sage of the maiden." Such as the weeds on that roadside, it's not that much.

Hearing Cai Yun's words, the son-in-law pointed to the calculations and wanted to forcibly clear the fog of the heavens, but he still couldn't do it.

"Stop it, Shang Tang's anger is near. Although this palace has no intention, it can only take advantage of it. Caiyun, where is the enchantment?" Sighs in her heart, although holy, seemingly high, are not as good as a mortal person. They all say that gods are good, and only gods know mortals.

"But the inexplicable feeling ten years ago seemed to be in this Chaoge City, seemingly absent and unpredictable. If you want to explore it in detail, it will be strange in the clouds and mist."

The thoughts in his heart were interrupted by the children under his seat, and the enchanting enchanters shining with the five colors of light interrupted, and the delicate enchanting enchanters enchanted a small aura of light, and instantly disappeared into the void and disappeared.

His face was a little bit cold, and the son-in-law whispered, "You go back to the palace first, and here you have to go and talk to those who are hiding their heads!"

...

At the same time, in the tomb of Xuanyuan, a glorious brilliance fell instantly and the breath was magnificent, and the nine-headed pheasant essence and jade pipa essence in the cultivation were awakened directly.

Looking at the ghost in front of her, the second monster was surprised and said, "It's the son-in-law's trick!"

Immediately after the words fell, this move of the enchanting ghost shadow split into two, and the streamer fell into the heart of the second demon.

After a moment, the two demon stared at each other, their faces respectful and weird.

"The son-in-law of the son-in-law asked us to go to the Palace of Chaoge to confuse Emperor Xin to corrupt Shang Tangjiye?" Jiu head pheasant was surprised.

"But this Emperor Xin ... isn't the eldest sister ... How can this be good?" Jade Pipa Jing wondered.

Nine-headed pheasant groaned and said, "This is the sign that our three demon robberies are coming from my elder sister's mouth. I'll go to my elder sister, how to deal with it, or let the elder sister take the decision".

"Exactly, but my sister disappeared after the enchantment disappeared. Where can we find my sister?"

The second demon groaned for a while, but could not discuss any countermeasures.

"There is no other way, the order of the son-in-law is inviolable. Let's leave a copy of the book first and then go to Chaoge," the Jiutou Chicken Essence suggested.

"Second sister, you really want to confuse that Emperor Xin, let's not talk about his relationship with the elder sister, even his cultivation is not the two of us can reach" Yushi Pipa Jing helplessly said.

"What do you think, we passed earlier and told him to see what to do next, but also to seek asylum," Nine-headed pheasant explained.

"Well," the jade pipa nodded, and whispered "just as the second sister said."

...

On the other side, here in Xiqi, Ji Chang said in a dilemma, "The king ordered me to send Xiqi to annihilate Jizhou ... This Su Hu is also confused. Could it be that the sword is smashed by the sword and the courage is so bold?"

"Houye, what should we do now?" As Xi Qi's conspirator, San Yisheng also had no good way. He had to let Ji Chang, who knows how to calculate, decide for himself.

The anti-commercial period is by no means the best. Without a name, the people will not support it, and even if it succeeds, it will be pointed at by thousands of men.

"Di Xin is afraid of nonsense. If I disobey Xiqi, I will be hit hard by big business. Now, the only way to do it is to send troops to Jizhou first. Benhou will persuade and strive for the best of both worlds. "Method" Ji Chang frowned.

"That's the only way to do it today," San Yisheng nodded.

This march to fight is not to say that you can walk. Especially in ancient times, the preparations were done for more than eight days, so that Ji Chang personally took a 10,000 army to Jizhou.

With the 10,000 troops, it was not Jizhou, but 3,000 sergeants could resist, and this trip was not to destroy Su Manmen.

At the same time, after Christmas, the son-in-law is the day of big businessmen.

Besides, back to Ji Chang, with this wide road, non-stop, but five days of work went to Jizhou City.

"Is Hou Ye really trying to kill me in Jizhou?" Su Hu laughed sadly.

Ji Chang slowly shook his head. Seeing Su Hu's grief and appearance could not give birth to any pitiful heart, he went forward and dismounted in front of Su Hu, who was alone.

"Old friend, old friend, you are confused!" Ji Chang said helplessly.

"So far, what did Hou think it should be?" Su Hu regretted it, but committed it wrongly, not to mention that Di Xin did not even estimate that there were 800 princes, sent troops to attack Jizhou, and sent Ji Chang.

"There are many people here, so let's talk about the advanced city." Ji Chang shook his head and ordered the army to rest in situ. With only a few relatives, he followed Su Hu into the Jizhou city.

Among Hou's residences, Ji Chang smiled at his self-confidence like Tianxian Xiafan laughed and said, "I first met him, I was a three-year-old puck, and now I have become a big girl. ".

"Hou Ye Mo is going to be kidding again, let's talk about what should be right now" Su Hu smiled bitterly. His daughter-in-law is the lifeblood. If he gets praise, his mood is good, but now he doesn't have that mood.

However, Ji Chang didn't mean to speak, but just slowly sipped the tea that Jiji had just brewed.

Su Hu understood, and then said to the self-suffering self-suffering, "Stop yourself first."

When he left, Ji Chang put down the pottery bowl, and then sighed, "The only way to do it today ... so that we can keep our old friends' family safe."

"I'm ready for a tribute of twenty times. As for ... my old friend decides for himself," Ji Chang said.

After hearing Ji Chang's words, Su Hu's face was cold, but she sipped the salty bitter tea in the bowl without saying a word, and her mood was just like this tea.

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