"I have it."

These three words at a normal volume and normal speaking speed are like echoes in the empty valley, rushing into my ears again and again.

Ning Caichen, Zhi Qiu Yiye, Fu Tianchou, Fu Qingfeng, Fu Yuechi, and even Zhuge Wolong were all stunned by the unquestionable confidence revealed in these three words.

Li Shentong, Yu Wenshang and all the soldiers they brought with them suddenly became excited.

yes!

Silence is a fart! Embarrassment is a fart!

There aren’t enough people, but we have them!

Individuals are like dust, and the world is like ice and snow. But we are the Sui Dynasty of Wuchang with strong military strength and strong culture!

Although this is another world, due to the similar background of the times, the same race, the same language, and even the same various ancient holy books, folk customs, culture and religion, after these people from the Sui Dynasty came over, they had no relationship at all.

Treat yourself as an outsider.

For the Sui Dynasty, which was still in troubled times a few decades ago, when their own country was in its prosperous times, everyone would want to help when they saw so many compatriots who were suffering.

It doesn't matter if it's fair and aboveboard justice, it doesn't matter if it's mercy from above, or it doesn't matter if it's just showing off.

This is something in the human bones.

Even Li Shentong, Yu Wenshang and the rest of them, who can't compete with the word "good people", under the strong depressive atmosphere created by Zhuge Wolong before, think of the gloom and darkness of the entire world, as if the whole world is enveloped

In the shadow of the sea of ​​lead, when I heard these three words Yang Guang, my blood could not help but surge.

A long sword was drawn out of its sheath, and it shouted loudly like a group of lions. They ignored any strange looks and shouted proudly in unison.

"My Emperor!! Long live!!!"

………………

Outside Yuanding City, a group of monks walked away into the distance, beating their drums.

Pudu Cihang, who was sitting in the gauze tent, was silently operating his magical powers. From time to time, he exhaled a few fragrant scents from his mouth and nose, and there were faint sounds like the cries of a baby or a cat or dog cub, but soon

Then these scattered airflows will be swallowed by him again.

As a national master, Pudu Cihang left Beijing this time to collect a Zhima plant. This elixir itself has become a spirit, proficient in the art of escaping from the earth, and there is a tiger dragon guarding him, so he must

Only by letting him take action himself can we win.

Now that the elixir has been almost completely refined, once the elixir's energy has been consolidated, we can try to use the essence of this elixir to refine the golden body of the relic.

In fact, the practice of monsters should originally be divided into three major realms: blood energy, demon pills, and immortal demon souls. However, Pudu Cihang took part in human Buddhist magical powers and relied on the luck of the court to practice. This led to him

When the demon elixir transforms, it will not turn into a demon soul, but will go towards the path of Buddhist relics.

However, if he is dedicated to good deeds, he will harm others when practicing Buddhism, distorting the true meaning of Buddhist magical powers, causing the demonic energy to conflict with the vitality of the relics that are about to take shape.

He had not noticed it before, but now that he had refined the elixir and reached this critical moment in one fell swoop, Pudu Cihang discovered that his cultivation was showing signs of instability. If there were any abnormal changes in the celestial phenomena, such as lunar or solar eclipses, etc.

, it is possible to lose control and appear as a demon.

"Don't go back to Beijing yet, go to Cihang Hall."

It sounded like a middle-aged woman's voice. It was sharp but also mixed with a thick and trivial neigh. It was as if there was a woman nearby, many wild beasts in the distance, and countless poisonous insects making strange movements in all directions.

But if such a sound is heard in ordinary people's ears, it will still only feel solemn and pleasant.

The direction of the monks' team has changed slightly.

Yuan Tiangang, who was already preparing to take action, saw this and withdrew his move again, preparing to keep up some distance.

These monks are probably not mortals, or they are not human at all. After leaving the city for a certain distance, they no longer cover up, and their speed is getting faster and faster. Something like a canopy of prayer flags rises under their feet, supporting them to fly in the air.

.This speed is faster than a galloping horse.

When the sun turned to the west, they came to a strange hall.

The form of this main hall is very similar to that of an ordinary Buddhist temple, and it is much taller than the main hall of ordinary temples. However, there are no other buildings adjacent to it, and it stands alone in this endless wilderness.

The feeling of this palace to Yuan Tiangang is somewhat similar to that of the War Temple, but in terms of charm, it is far less simple and long-lasting than the War Temple.

After all the monks entered the main hall, the stone door was closed, and Yuan Tiangang came to the outside of the main hall quietly.

After pondering for a moment, he turned over his hand and took out a scroll, with a sense of accomplishment in his eyes similar to that of a jade carving and displaying it for the first time.

………………

In the capital city of the Da'an Dynasty, the streets were bustling with pedestrians, and the overall situation revealed a decadent prosperity. All the people seemed to be wandering in depression and intoxication.

Although it was already afternoon, the emperor and the officials from the capital still gathered together.

They were sitting together on their knees in a certain hall of the palace, each holding a book in their hands and studying it carefully. There was only the sound of the pages turning around them.

Just looking at this scene, one might still have the illusion that the emperor was diligent and caring for his people, but after seeing the books clearly, everyone was speechless.

That is a Buddhist scripture.

It is a scripture taught to the emperor by the national master Pudu Cihang. It is said that if you study it with sincerity and care, you can live forever.

The emperor had seen Pudu Cihang's magical powers and was so convinced of him that he even gave up the enjoyment of female sex and summoned his ministers to study together.

These ministers were opposed at first, but later Pudu Cihang asked the emperor to issue an edict, requiring more than half of the ministers in the dynasty to receive Pudu Cihang's baptism. As expected, the great mage had boundless power. After the baptism, not only did these ministers

He also sincerely followed Buddhism and obeyed the emperor's advice.

The emperor was very pleased.

After sitting on his knees for a long time, the soft cushions under the emperor's knees became a little stiff. The eunuch next to him watched carefully and had already come up to help him slightly and lift him an inch off the ground, and then replaced the soft cushions.

At this time, a rustling sound suddenly came from behind.

The two eunuchs who were supporting the emperor suddenly screamed and sat down on the ground.

"What are the slave ghosts called?" The emperor was startled by their shouts. He looked back and his face turned pale for a moment.

The dozens of ministers behind him were all staggering around, their limbs twisted in weird ways. The sharp joints pierced their flesh and official uniforms, and their faces were torn open like sheepskin that had been struck by a knife.

Revealing the centipede head.

ps: I seem to have seen some comments today saying that the pace in my book is too big. Well, this is an infinite flow, and the pace cannot be too slow.

In addition, at the beginning, the best warrior in the world was added to the status of the emperor. It was a magical change on the basis of a Sui Dynasty that still had the foundation of Emperor Wen of the Sui Dynasty, but it took three years after the time travel to regain Liaodong. This is not a big step.

It's just that due to the limitation of personal writing power, the writing may not be comprehensive enough, which may make people feel that the various transitions are not detailed enough. Please forgive me and we will work hard to optimize it in the future.
Chapter completed!