Train to Another World

The emperor was very angry at this scene. Sun Shangshu frowned: "Where is Jinwu?"

Immediately, the Jinwu Guards entered from the side door. Sun Shangshu did not expect the Jinwu Guards to do anything. He just pulled out a long knife from their waist and held the knife in his hand.

When several civil servants who were originally sitting saw this scene, they also stood up, with fresh energy on their bodies: "Sun Shangshu, do you really want to splatter the palace with blood?"

"It seems that there is still a bit of audacity and righteousness in this court. But why not protect His Majesty and splatter the palace with blood?"

"There must be some misunderstanding. Why don't we sit down and talk about it."

"You were the first to stand up, and you sit down first if you want to!"

"Sun Shangshu, how dare you be so presumptuous!" The civil servant suddenly shouted loudly, and the fresh air on his body surged.

"Hey, the banishment of a Confucian scholar is only useful to evil people with evil intentions. I have a clear conscience. Why don't you try shouting at those two people on the ground?"

Another civil servant also said: "Forbidden weapons!"

The long knife in Sun Shangshu's hand shook, and he was about to fly away, but a milky white cold air surged out of his hand, freezing the long knife firmly in his hand.

"It is disloyal for you to threaten Your Majesty. It is unjust to form cliques for personal gain."

The two civil servants, whose bodies were filled with fresh energy, shouted angrily: "Everything we do is for the stability of Dashun!"

Sun Shangshu saw that the freshness on their bodies had not diminished, so he smiled and said: "It is unwise to draw conclusions without knowing the whole picture."

Just as a civil official was about to have a fit, he was stopped by another person: "Sun Shangshu, since you think we are unwise, please help us clear up our doubts."

Before Sun Shangshu could speak, a voice came from outside: "Sun Shangshu was deceived by evil spirits and acted like this. We will capture him first."

Everyone looked towards the gate of Baohe Hall and saw a few old Taoists falling from the sky on flying swords and landing in front of the gate. As the leader spoke, he threw out a bundle of golden ropes and flew towards Sun Shangshu.

Just as Sun Shangshu was about to raise his sword to resist, he saw a red ribbon flying out from his side and heading towards the rope. It was Li Zhuoguang who took action.

The rope touched Crimson Touch and was immediately tied up. Crimson Touch was not to be outdone and became entangled with the rope. Li Zhuoguang injected a little more crimson magic power, and the red flames surged on the crimson touch. The golden light emitted by the rope-like magic weapon was gradually eroded by the crimson magic power. After a while, it was corroded by the crimson magic power into the body.

Seeing that the spirituality of his magic weapon was damaged, the Taoist wanted to take it back, but the crimson touch was so entangled that he couldn't take it back at all. He had no choice but to kick with his toes, and the flying sword shot out from under his feet, slashing towards the Crimson Touch.

Li Zhuoguang also slapped the three-disaster gourd, and Qiao Zaile immediately flew out, intercepted the flying sword, and cut it into two pieces. The department store near Brother Fa Cai's home sells them at a special counter. The quality is indeed excellent. It would be better if Brother Fa Cai could get military flying swords.

When the Taoist saw that the flying sword he had been carefully practicing for most of his life was cut into two pieces, he was furious: "This is our Dashun state affairs, how dare you and other outsiders show off their power here. I think your methods are evil, He must be an evil heretic!”

Li Zhuoguang ignored him and looked at the emperor with a surprised look on his face: "In order to do things smoothly, I even asked Aili to show her hand to you at the top of the city. In the end, we still encounter such a thing, you here Are all practitioners so brave?”

The emperor also looked embarrassed: "The disciples of these masters have always been unwilling to send people to serve in our court."

Li Zhuoguang asked: "Which country is your family originally from?"

"Yan Kingdom."

"I think their sect is no longer in Yandi."

When those Taoists saw that Li Zhuoguang was ignoring them, they angrily shouted: "Huangkou boy, do you think we will believe you and these Yan people when you put on such a show? A wooden statue more than 200 feet long? Illusion ear!" "

Li Zhuoguang calmly walked towards the center of the hall, and Shazale flew around him: "You were the one who forced the ghost tribe to die back then, right?"

"Hmph! Those ghosts who play with human souls are evil heretics."

"This method of taking advantage of the situation was invented by the sages of the military. What does it have to do with the ghost clan?"

"Justice is in the heart of the people, and I don't want to fight with you."

"Okay, okay, okay, I understand, I understand, you see the real seal in your hand, right? Come on!" Li Zhuoguang raised his fingers at the Taoist priests. The Taoists were not polite and threw flying swords and magic weapons at him.

If Li Zhuoguang wanted to use the Red Wheel Reincarnation Explosion, he could naturally crush them all to pieces, including their magic weapons, but he had other plans and was not prepared to do so.

So Li Zhuoguang patted the three-disaster gourd on his waist, and suddenly a faint blue flame floated out from the mouth of the gourd. This was the Yin Fire, one of the three disasters.

In Journey to the West, when Sun Wukong was practicing in the Sanxing Cave of Xianyue, Patriarch Bodhi told Sun Wukong about the "three disasters and their dangers". When he mentioned Yin Fire, he said:

Five hundred years from now, fire will fall from heaven and burn you. This fire is neither heavenly fire nor ordinary fire. It is called "yin fire". The fire started under the Yongquan acupoint and penetrated directly into the mud palace. The five internal organs turned to ashes and the limbs were rotten. Thousands of years of asceticism were all turned into an illusion.

Even Patriarch Bodhi made such comments, which shows how serious these three disasters are.

The strongest person in this world can only cut off the mountain with a full blow. Li Zhuoguang's use of three disasters to fight against the enemy is a waste of time and energy.

When the yin fire flames just floated out of the gourd's mouth, it was as if a gust of wind could blow it out. When Li Zhuoguang began to control it, the flames became round and full.

Li Zhuoguang felt that the crimson magic power in his body was suddenly empty, almost draining him dry. He quickly opened the channel deep in his soul to connect to the crimson universe, and was barely able to keep up with the consumption.

Li Zhuoguang didn't dare to use too much of the crimson universe's magic power, for fear that he would become a red tank if he used too much. So he didn't say anything more, and controlled the Yin Fire to fly towards the magic weapons and flying swords. The Yin Fire was like a blue firefly, drawing a blue track in the air. It just circled twice, and there was nothing left in the air except it.

Until Li Zhuoguang put the Yin Fire back into the Three Disasters Gourd, the Taoists on the opposite side were still in a daze. When they saw Li Zhuoguang walking towards them, someone stammered, "Where did you take our magic weapons?"

"They were all burned. I said your magic weapons are too useless. They don't even have the power to resist. There is no movement when they burn. It's boring."

"You! You!" The Taoist pointed at Li Zhuoguang and was about to attack, but was tied up tightly by the crimson touch. They wanted to use their magic power to resist, but found that the red power on the tentacles was specifically designed to break magic power. Magic power would be corroded when it came into contact with it. Even their clothes and flesh began to be corroded by this power.

Many people began to shout.

"Brother Facai, come with a ban!" Li Zhuoguang shouted, and threw several people to the main seat. While still in mid-air, several people were hit by the ban thrown by Xiong Facai. All the magic power was completely lost.

"You! What kind of evil magic is this?!"

"It's just a restriction, don't you have one here?" Li Zhuoguang said as he pulled the still stunned Sun Shangshu to the front of the few people.

Li Zhuoguang said to Sun Shangshu: "Your three children were indirectly harmed by them, but Pojun's entire clan died. There are eight of them in total, so I can only give you one to calm you down, you can choose one yourself."

Hearing what Li Zhuoguang said, his tiger eyes were filled with tears, he clasped his fists, and said tremblingly: "I don't need to thank you for your great kindness!"

"Wait!" At this moment, someone dared to speak out to stop him.