After the four holy monks were knocked away, several members of the Imperial Guard immediately came to their side and locked many important acupuncture points on their bodies. One of them directly injured the meridians of the hands of the Emperor's Heart with heavy techniques.

Venerable Emperor Xin woke up from the pain, looked up, and vaguely recognized this man wearing the uniform of an ordinary soldier.

"Li... magical power..."

Li Shentong looked indifferent and lifted him up coldly and walked to Yang Guang.

There was also a person standing behind the other three holy monks and Fan Qinghui. Lord Emperor Xin looked at those people, feeling angry and anxious in his heart, but still feeling a little bit natural.

Although not all of them have been seen by Venerable Emperor Xin before, those few people wearing ordinary soldier uniforms no longer hide their auras after breaking away from the crowd, and their demeanor is absolutely incomparable to that of Li Shentong.

The few people who appear here are obviously the men from the Dugu Clan and the Yuwen Clan.

Yang Guang said to Song Que: "I said they would be imprisoned in the sky prison. Let's go find some prison cars and take them back to Luoyang."

Song Fu nodded and turned to leave. Song Zhi followed. After leaving the street, he quietly looked at his brother and said hesitantly: "Brother, that Fan Qinghui..."

"How?" Song Que asked calmly.

Song Zhi saw that there was nothing strange about him, and his words stopped for a moment before he said, "It's nothing. Just now, what happened to you in the knife-sharpening hall?"

Song Que stopped and looked at the stream that was affected by the waves just now and the ripples had not subsided, and said: "The process is just a battle, and the result is that I agreed to live in Luoyang. In addition, the management here in Lingnan will not have to be too complicated in the future.

If we stay on our own, we can let outsiders in, and we can go out."

"This..." Song Zhi wanted to say something, but thinking of the scene where Yang Guang defeated the four holy monks and Fan Qinghui just now, he felt that there was no need to say anything, and nodded silently.

………………

On the street in front of the Grinding Hall, Shi Zhixuan whispered: "Your Majesty, do you want to torture me to force out the whereabouts of the imperial seal?"

Fan Qinghui calmed down at this time. Hearing Shi Zhixuan's words, he showed a sarcastic smile and was about to speak when he suddenly heard a deep voice say.

"As for the jade seal passed down from the country, the old Taoist also knows where it is. I am willing to fetch it immediately and present it to Your Majesty." The old Taoist in brocade came over.

Ning Daoqi, although this person was traveling with the Four Holy Monks, he didn't speak much after he arrived. He retreated immediately when he started to attack, with no intention of fighting. Yang Guang didn't point him when he punished him.

At this time, when he saw him coming up to him, he said: "I heard that you have a very good relationship with Buddhist monks and nuns. It is not surprising that you know the whereabouts of the Imperial Seal along the way, but you betrayed your friend when something happened like this.

It would be detrimental to the reputation of the master."

Ning Daoqi was upright and said: "Although I have some personal relations with them, I also know the right and wrong. Moreover, a few days ago, I had learned from Brother Sun Dao's letter that His Majesty's sageness and various acts of caring for all people were dedicated to the national jade seal.

Your Majesty is where the great righteousness lies, far beyond the personal righteousness of friends."

After hearing these words, Fan Qinghui moved his lips to say something, but in the end his face turned pale and he couldn't say anything. The Emperor's Heart opened his mouth to sarcastically ask, but Li Shentong behind him could see the opportunity quickly and tapped his dumb point.

The great monk opened his mouth and glared angrily, but no sound came out.

Ning Daoqi didn't even look at them.

‘Sun Simiao?’ Yang Guang looked at Ning Daoqi, his mind changed, and he had figured out some key points.

Judging from the secret history of later generations, this Sanren Ning Daoqi can be said to be a loyal fighter of Buddhism, helping Buddhism to occupy a great reputation and advantage at the turn of the Sui and Tang Dynasties. However, when the Tang Dynasty was established and Zhenguan flourished, many people followed closely.

Next is the Taoist sect in Dachang. Although Buddhism did not suffer much obvious suppression, it was suppressed by the Taoist sect during that period. The royal family of the Tang Dynasty claimed to be descendants of Laozi, and they clearly stated that Taoism was the first of the three religions.

Taken together, the relationship between this Ningsan man and Buddhism is quite interesting.

Yang Guang didn't ask any more questions and said, "In that case, Wei Lianxiang, take a few followers with you and go with Ning San to get the imperial seal."

The next day, the prison van was ready, and Yang Guang and others set off back to Luoyang. In addition to a few more prisoners, Song Que and Ning Daoqi, who had contributed to the imperial seal, were also with them. Everyone left by boat.

After a while, I changed cars.

Yang Guang was sitting in the car, stroking the imperial seal, feeling relaxed both physically and mentally.

This Chuanguo Jade Seal does have a special wave that interferes with the true energy. However, given Yang Guang's level, the interference of the Chuanguo Jade Seal to him is almost negligible. After careful study, he found that the real use of this special wave should be

It is for young talents who practice Taoist authentic exercises to widen their meridians.

I don’t know if someone from the Taoist sect was involved in the process of excavation of the Heshi Bi and making it into the national jade seal, so that a certain step had such a wonderful effect. Or maybe it was just a pure coincidence.

But Yang Guang's current body has long been conditioned by himself, and he does not need the help of the imperial seal. Therefore, in his hands, this rare treasure has only restored its original meaning, symbolizing the orthodox royal power of China.

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despair.

Yang Guang put the imperial seal back into the gold box and moved his wrist, seemingly doing nothing.

After the Huangtian Dafa has been restored to the ninth level, it can already achieve the realm of Zhiyang Wuji. Next, it will be the eighteenth level of the Tianmo Dafa. It will only take a few days, so there is no need to rush.

He consciously relaxed himself and opened the side curtain.

Shi Zhixuan, who was riding next to him on horseback, saw him lift the curtain, so he came closer and said, "Your Majesty, I have some doubts."

Yang Guang rested his elbows on the lower edge of the window, leaned against the side of the car, and said lazily: "Talk."

"Your Majesty has undergone great changes in the past few months. It must be because your martial arts has progressed to such an extent that there is no power in the world that can threaten you, so you have to boldly display your true ambitions." Shi Zhixuan said, "But, Your Majesty has a natural feeling in his heart.

With mountains and rivers, you can infiltrate your own power into the Demon Sect and the Buddhist Sect in the early years. It has been possible to secretly control these two forces for so many years, so why have you chosen a more rapid and violent method recently?"

Yang Guang picked up the curtain with his finger and waved it. His eyes were clear but not frivolous, just like a scholar who had read poetry and books and occasionally took the fancy to tease the birds, and said: "You want to ask if there is anyone of mine in the Demon Sect?"

Human? Or is it really just this kind of doubt? Aren't you afraid of being beheaded if you inquire into secrets like this?"

"I think I still have some use, but my doubts are just some past events and are of no importance. Since I am not trying to probe the emperor's heart, how can I blame you on His Majesty's mind?" Shi Zhixuan said calmly.

Yang Guang let out a faint smile from his nose and said, "Don't think too much, I'll tell you the truth."

Shi Zhixuan lowered his head and said, "I will listen to the holy words."

"Because I was a little dizzy in the past, but recently I had a dream about meeting a man of God, and I suddenly realized my repentance, and the prodigal son turned back."

As soon as Yang Guang finished speaking, the atmosphere between the two people in and out of the car seemed to be unusually quiet.

"I dreamed of meeting a god." Shi Zhixuan seemed to have solved the biggest mystery, and said happily, "I see, thank you Your Majesty for clearing up the mystery."

"Hahaha, do you really believe it?" Yang Guang laughed.

Shi Zhixuan smiled. It didn't matter whether he believed it or not. What was important was that after this seemingly reckless conversation, the negative impact of his identity as the evil king would be reduced, allowing the emperor to regard him more as his original minister.

Let’s look at it.

His split personality has been integrated, and naturally he is not willing to stop his career here. Since the current emperor has shown the appearance of a holy king and is difficult to deal with, it is also a good idea to first plan to leave a name in history as a capable minister.

s Choice.

Moreover, people's hearts are mixed, and scholars of later generations will be influenced by contemporary emperors and will not be too willing to praise a former emperor too much. Then, isn't it normal for important ministers to outshine the emperor?

Yang Guang was in a good mood. He was still leaning against the window and watching the scenery. The curtain was never lowered. Then about three quarters of an hour later, when he was about to enter the city, he saw a caravan on the roadside and the soldiers in front casually signaled

He got down and knelt down silently.

"..."
Chapter completed!