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960 Downstream and Countercurrent (Part 1)

"The Emperor Star is shaking, the Ying Huo Red Tail is coming... The main swordsman is everywhere, it's not good, Emperor Tang is in trouble!"

On the Tiantai beside Tai Chi Palace, an old Taoist priest suddenly shook his clothes, pushed the door and looked at the sky, screaming in shock.

He was in a state of uneasiness just now and could not even enter into samadhi. He knew that there would be a great change in heaven, and it was related to his own misfortune and good fortune. This was amazing. What a Taoist practiced is immortality, and it was even more good or bad.

If you can't see through good and bad fortune, even if you can live for thousands of years, you will still be a flower in the mirror, a moon in the water, and a falsehood...

He ran out quickly and saw a big star in the west sky swaying and emitting red tail light, shooting towards a purple star standing in the middle of the sky in the distance. The purple star suddenly became dim, and the purple mist turned into stars and was shaking.

That is the star of Emperor Tang’s birth.

How could the old Taoist priest not know about the star-watching fortunes every day? Even the dragon cave of the Li family’s ancestor was his own hand. This luck was hard to part with him. At this time, when he saw the Emperor Xing Ming, he vomited a large mouthful of blood with a "puff". He was originally a childish face, but soon turned pale and bloodless.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" A young black-faced Taoist priest holding a black peach wood magic sword in his hand, rushed out in a flash, holding the old Taoist priest and asked in surprise.

"No, Master, you have a black and twilight brow on your face, and your bad luck hits the Huagai. This is a sign of death! There is still a rotten smell on your body, which is really ridiculous... Next to the Tang Palace, with the protection of the founding dragon energy, how can there be a sign of death? The real dragon is empty, and no evil will invade you unless the real dragon has any harm."

The young Taoist priest had a simple face and was also a little anxious at this time. Seeing that there was no danger, he threw the sword aside and counted his fingers for urgent calculations.

He looked rustless, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, but his palms were slender, and his roots were as jagged as jade. He was extremely clever in holding some points, and his fingertips made of light and shadow were a little difficult to see clearly.

Just as he was frowning and making a mistake, the old Taoist priest took a few breaths, stood firm, and hurriedly said: "Chunfeng, don't forget it, be careful of backlash..."

"Puff..." Before the old Taoist priest could finish his words, Li Chunfeng opened his mouth and squirted the old Taoist priest's face: "How is it possible? I am also a death star, and I am in a disaster?"

"Master, I'm counting the Emperor's great disaster. This time it's very dangerous. We are connected with him. If we don't get rid of this disaster, we will die without a place to bury..."

The one he called his master was naturally Yuan Tiangang. He still looked at the sky in a daze, and his eyes burst into tears: "Chunfeng, you are unparalleled in your ability, but you don't understand the will of heaven and the hearts of others. You only count the good fortune and life and death, but not the change of human hearts... In fact, there is still a trace of vitality here. It only depends on whether you can grasp it, or whether you want to grasp it or not. There is no way to be misfortune or not, and only people can call you."

"The ancestor once left a warning to our lineage never come out of the world, so as to avoid punishment from heaven. But Yuan Tiangang thought of his talent and talent, and after all, he was unwilling to let everything he learned to put into dust. He believed that the fate of the world was in his eyes, but he did not expect that the world was like a flood, and those who entered the secret of heaven died... It was still time to look back now, but this Taoist practice was half-destroying, which was a pity."

"The Taoist practice is half destroyed?"

Li Chunfeng looked up in shock, and his words were so shocked.

His pale complexion became a little rosy, and he immediately understood how to have a way to live: "Master, what you are talking about is the method of a hero cutting off his arm. Isn't it too immoral?"

"Crazy, what morals a monk talks about depends on the amount of energy."

Yuan Tiangang had white beards and fluttered in his face, and his face was dark. Once he decided, the black air on his face became a little diluted.

He smiled bitterly in his heart. When he talked about morality, others would talk about extermination. I am afraid that their master and disciple would take the lead and sacrifice the king's blood.

"We'll leave without further ado!"

“Yes, Master.”

...

"Seven stars shine on life, the sky wolf roars and the moon, the star power penetrates the body..."

In another luxurious mansion, an old Taoist with a purple face was covered in an apricot gold robe, holding a seven-star sword in his hand, and a long roar was pointed at the sky. A hazy white light shone brightly and coldly, and rushed straight to his body. All the women around him, all of whom were not in short wisps fell.

A circle of white light in the air protected his robe and rushed out quickly. Listening to the shouts of killing around him, he stepped across the courtyard wall and headed straight for Tai Chi Palace.

"Wars are about to begin, and it is the time when my Tao is prosperous. With this, I can use the killing disaster to spread martial arts world... How can the guy who changed his rulings to the wind be comparable to my military heritage? Success and failure are here... It's a pity that Yuanba's disciple, if he has not died, but he does not have to work, he will be unable to support the wall."

Ziyang Zhenren changed his mind and watched the purple stars swaying in the sky, but there were starry lights underneath, which could not fall down for a moment.

He controlled the wind, protected his body with the power of starry force, and swam the light and shadow. He turned into an illusory wolf shadow in mid-air. With just a few leaps, he jumped into the palace. From a distance, he looked at the half-bian wearing a nine-dragon robe and a purple gold crown. At this time, he shouted in a furious manner: "Hurry up, order immediately to ask Pei You to send troops to rescue the prince's mansion. The dignified capital of Chang'an will be killed by a thief. Whoever is on duty at the city gate tonight will have to be chopped off his head."

As the generals next to him guarded him, some civil officials had arrived and were giving advice.

The old Taoist Yuan Tiangang, who is very eye-catching in daily life, and Li Chunfeng, master and apprentice, stand aside, lowering his head slightly and not speaking, which is very different from the situation of giving advice to the country in the past.

Before Li Yuan's anger stopped, he heard someone outside shouting loudly: "Protect the Emperor..."

The sound of horse hooves and footsteps were very noisy, the sound of arrows breaking through the wind, and the sound of weapons being sheathed, making a mess.

His expression changed and he listened carefully.

A loud shout sounded, and the surrounding guards screamed. Then, the sound of armor collision roared and the ground swayed slightly.

The sound of "Puffing" the knife cracking the human body came, and a long laugh came.

The sound came so fast, and it was still far away when I first heard it. In just a dozen breaths, I had penetrated several palace gates and arrived at the back garden.

A voice was as gentle as jade, calm and at ease, and said softly: "The Emperor Tang is safe, Su comes uninvited, so please don't blame me."

Li Yuan was stunned and stared at the group of people slowly coming in at the door.

The leader was wearing a green robe, a jade crown, and his face was like jade, with a bright luster. A great majesty surged in.

The people behind him all had their own unique appearances, and they exuded a huge aura. However, as soon as they entered the lobby of the back garden, the air around them cheered and roared, as if they were welcoming the master.

Li Yuan's breathing was suffocated, and the true energy in his body was pressed and flowed hard. The soldiers and generals around him had long lost their vicious aura and had a look of earth.

Wherever he passed, suppressed one side... This is the great master, but there is far more than one person." Ning Daoqi, Song Que... Shi Zhixuan!"

"Incomparable Sword..."

Li Yuan murmured, his mind was in a mess.

"Is this a rule still? How can I play like this in the battle for the world? I will kill directly to the inner garden of other people's palace and get a king against the king. What's the point of fighting the world's soldiers? I'll compare who has better martial arts skills."

At this moment, Li Yuan felt very wronged.

However, he knew in his heart that according to the other party's power, this would be the best way to do it.

The martial arts are really high enough, and other strategies, military tactics, people's expectations, and financial resources are no longer important. As long as you kill the head of a force group, no matter how powerful the army is, it is useless.

While Li Yuan's face was pale, he was not despair. He was so entangled like an old woman, with a wrinkled smile on his face and begged to him:

"Several Taoist priests save me!"

Facing the grandmaster in front of him, relying solely on military commanders is useless at this time, so he has to rely on the help of the masters.

When Li Yuan was young, he also made a fortune in the world and was a congenital master. He had a close relationship with Dao Ba Yueshan and called him brothers. Of course, he understood how powerful the great masters had.

What's more, there is an Incomparable Sword opposite that is a little more powerful than the Grand Master.

He looked pitifully at the disciple of Yuan Tiangang of Tianji Sect, and Taoist Ziyang of Baihumen... As Taoists and hidden masters of military strategists, they came out of the mountain to support the Dragon Court and fight for the future. They had incredible skills. If they could help them with all their strength, they would be able to escape this disaster.

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