When Li Ping returned from the palace, of course, it was impossible for him to mention the disputes in the palace to Zuo Wuji. He just tried to say good things, indicating that the emperor knew what Zuo Wuji meant and did not force anything. However, he also mentioned in the extended meaning inside and outside the words that other immortal masters in the imperial study seemed to have some complaints.

Zuo Wuji and Jiyuan could hear that Li Ping hoped that Zuo Wuji would take Li Feng away soon, even if he would go back to his hometown Kui Nan first.

However, it is obvious that Ji Yuan will not leave for the time being, nor will he let Zuo Wuji and Li Feng leave directly, because Zhu Yan is still eyeing this capital, and it seems that he has a bit unusual relationship with other immortal masters in the court.

After Li Ping left, Zuo Wuji still took Li Feng to practice martial arts, while Ji Yuan stood in front of the desk in the house and kept writing on the paper, while thinking about things with all his heart.

If Zhu Yan suddenly came to the capital, how could he act like a friend of his many years with Emperor Tang in such a short time, and even enter the palace together?

There is an unwritten tacit understanding and rules between the Nanhuang Mountains and the righteous path. The two sides have been considered non-aggression for many years, at least there is no large-scale invasion, and there is also a fairy gate that has close exchanges with the Nanhuang Mountains.

Although Zhu Yan's previous performance was very resentful and he seemed a little reckless, it did not mean that he was not smart. If he was really the incarnation of a chess player, then he had to consider how many pieces he had and where he was.

"If Zhu Yan had also fought for part of the way of heaven and earth, then what would happen if he died, the fate law born under his Taoist deeds and the sentient beings who obtained this fate law?"

Ji Yuan whispered like this, and the words meant to be chess and chess pieces, but the words were different. After a long time, a hoarse voice sounded.

"Zhu Yan in this capital is just an incarnation. His true body is trapped in the wasteland and cannot kill him, but his current incarnation must have consumed a lot of his true energy and energy. If it is destroyed, it will definitely be severely damaged. It will be difficult for him to have too much impact on this world in the short term."

"Too."

Ji Yuan nodded. Zhu Yan was a ferocious beast in ancient times. It was not easy to really kill him.

"Calling fate, we can try to let Zuo Wuji leave here directly in two days, and then Zhu Yan might go after him..."

"If it's not right, he may not be fooled, and this move is too risky. If I let Zuo Wuji leave, Zhu Yan will definitely not be able to calculate where they are. However, Zhu Yan didn't know that I wouldn't do this. In his eyes, Zuo Wuji and Li Feng will leave soon. Even if he has a high opinion of himself, he must not be fully confident that he can find Zuo Wuji who has left under my interference."

Xie Zhi was silent for a while, and his voice hoarsely.

"It makes sense...you have a plan?"

Ji Yuan slowly raised his head, his eyes without any focal length, as if he was looking into the distance.

"Let's not mention Zuo Wuji for now, Ji will make an assumption. If Zhu Yan had an idea about the Xia Yong Dynasty itself and had an extraordinary relationship with those immortal sects, who was the one who was the most hindering thing to him?"

This will answer quickly.

"Isn't that you?"

Ji Yuan paused and said helplessly.

"What about excluding me?"

"That should be the little monk Moyun. Buddhism has a great influence in the Xia Yong Dynasty, and this little monk Moyun has a significant influence."

"good!"

The drawing paper on the desktop is pitch black, and the only thing that is conspicuous is a bright moon, with a phantom of a three-legged toad appearing and disappearing from time to time.

...

That night, when it was late at night, the inside and outside of the imperial pagoda was quiet. The only monks in the pagoda had already fallen asleep. Only Monk Puhui was still standing outside the pagoda and chanting sutras silently, while the old monk Moyun was still sitting in the meditation room on the third floor.

It was midnight, and the sound of gongs and gongs had just passed. Monk Puhui stopped the scriptures and looked up at the sky. At this time, a dark cloud was covering the bright moon.

‘Tonight is the day when the moon is flourishing, it is the night of Zhongling, and the sky should be cloudless!’

Monk Puhui frowned, glanced at the pagoda, and then lowered his head to continue chanting the scriptures. However, the scriptures had been changed from the previous "Meditative Meditation Sutra" to the "Damadhi Sutra" of the King of Grizzly Eyes.

In the distance, Zhu Yan also looked up at the bright moon, which was gradually being covered by dark clouds, and snorted coldly.

"Dead Toad..."

The dark clouds covered the bright moon, and Zhu Yan also lowered his head and looked at the pagoda in the palace. He touched the hard short beard on his chin, and smiled on his face. He grabbed one hand behind his ear, grabbed a hair that was shining with a bright light, and then blew gently towards the pagoda.

“Hu…hu…”

The gust of wind flew towards the pagoda.

In the Zen room on the third floor of the pagoda, the old monk Moyun was sitting in a state of concentration. There were several rows of candles beside the wall of the Zen room and in front of the old monk Moyun, but the candlelight suddenly swayed at this moment.

The old monk Moyun opened his eyes and frowned and looked around. The doors and windows were not open, but there was a wind running around.

"Where are the evil winds and evil deeds coming from? Don't disturb my Buddhist purity!"

The old monk's words were both light and heavy, and the few words behind them were already like thunder, and they only echoed in the meditation room, causing these candlesticks to shake slightly, and the evil wind was directly eliminated.

Seeing the candlelight calm down again, Monk Moyun showed thoughts on his face, and he moved the rosary in his hand but could not calculate the cause and effect.

‘Hahahaha…hahaha…’

A very magnetic and strange voice sounded in the heart of Monk Moyun, which shocked the latter.

"Who? Who disturbs my tranquility?"

‘Who? Who do you say it is, I am your inner demon~ Mo Yun...I know the ** hidden in your heart, I know all your details...hahahahaha...’

The sound sounded carefully and it turned out to be nine points similar to Mo Yun, but there was only one point that was extremely weird and evil.

The Buddha's light appeared in the eyes of the old monk Mo Yun, and he scanned the room.

"Hmph, it's nonsense and evil. If you don't show up, I'm not polite!"

‘What are you so rude, can you still be rude to yourself? I am you, you are me~ You forgot why you became a monk? What did you do after you became a monk?’

This kind of questioning is very skillful, and it is also a very dangerous and vicious way to shake people's hearts. When Mo Yun heard this demon sound, he already knew it was powerful and immediately began to sit cross-legged and recite scriptures. This is definitely a method of demons.

‘Hahahahaha… I can’t save you even if the Buddhist King of Ming Dynasty… Think about it carefully…’

Some things in the heart are constantly amplified. Sometimes the more people don’t think about anything and want to forget something, the more this matter will appear. Even monks like Monk Moyun can’t calm down for a long time under the influence of Zhu Yan’s external forces, and some fragmented thoughts grow in their minds.

Some pictures of the youth flashed quickly, and some disagreements of the youth flashed constantly, making Monk Moyun sweat on his forehead and the sound of chanting became louder and louder.

“Universal-Universal-Universal-"

He shouted a few times, but no one answered.

Over the pagoda, Zhu Yan smiled again, reached out to a certain place in the palace, and another breeze came, and then threw the gust of wind into the pagoda.

Monk Moyun knew that the external demons who were entangled with him were extraordinary, so he had already taken out his magic weapons, including two statues of the Ming King sculptures made of white jade, one with eight arms glaring, and the other with a lie and drooping eyes.

"Good King of Ming Buddha, disciple Mo Yun, today I encounter the moment of demons. I respectfully invite my Buddha King of Ming** to come--come----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Rumble rumble…

Moyun's voice was like thunder, which made the entire pagoda tremble.

The rubble on the pagoda was shaking, but the monk Puhui under the pagoda was chanting the scriptures himself, as if he had not noticed anything. It was not just him, but the palace guards and eunuchs and maids on the outside of the pagoda were the same.

"Hmph, King Ming?"

Zhu Yan sneered in the sky, and the magnetic sound in the pagoda rang again.

"If you can't ask for the Mingwang**, your heart is full of filth and evil thoughts. How can you let the Mingwang Dharma Lord be? Look there, you still say that you are a pure monk?"

No one pointed at it, but the old monk Moyun seemed to know something and looked directly at one place.

"Ah? Empress Li? Concubine Wang? Oops!"

Monk Moyun just glanced at it and quickly turned his head, because the two young concubines were almost naked on the bed cover where he rested daily, and their snow-white skin was flushed at this moment, hugging and twisting each other, and even moaned in their mouths.

"Master, national teacher..."

"National Master, come quickly..."

The sounds made by the two concubines were trembling, and the old monk Mo Yun was both furious and inverted.

"Damn, you dare to ruin my reputation, and you dare to ruin the royal reputation--"

At the same time, a eunuch with a lamp in the palace outside the pagoda passed by near the pagoda, looked at the shaking pagoda and raised his head, it turned out to be a scheming eunuch.

"I didn't expect that it was not using power, but using this kind of secret trick!"

"Haha, I have to say, this works very well, right? You don't even have to worry about whether others believe it or not!"

Xie Zhi's words with a smile also rang in Jiyuan's ears.

"Yes, if Ji Mou is not here, that's true!"

...

On the pagoda, the old monk Foyin with anger sighed and calmed down as if he had accepted his fate. He still felt sweat on his cheeks, but he slowly walked to the window, opened the window, and looked up at the sky.

"Good, the Buddha of the Ming Dynasty! Can my inner demon be in heaven?"

Zhu Yan saw the look of the old monk Mo Yun looking at him, and was shocked and suddenly had a bad premonition.

At this moment, Tiangang suddenly began to change, as if the sky was pressing down suddenly, making Zhu Yan look up subconsciously.

"What? God is fake!"

The outline of the sky in sight seemed to be able to see the corners, but the corners were constantly extending in all directions. If an expert could look down at Xia Yong's capital from a considerable height, he would find that there was a huge painting that was constantly extending. However, the painting was obviously on the back and could not see what the front was, but the top was covered with large words with flashing lights, covering Xia Yong's capital in just a moment.

At this moment, Ji Yuan, who was wearing eunuch's uniform, had a scroll in his hand. With a slight trembling of his right hand, the scroll was shaken out of the ground by Ji Yuan, as if he ignored various buildings and turned into a picture of a combination of virtual and real, which was also growing bigger and reached the point where he saw it in an instant.

"Last time the formation was set up was hasty, and this time I made a special trip and won't be able to prepare for more than a month!"

With the smile of plotting, all changes have already formed, so fast that even Zhu Yan couldn't react, or he could not make the correct judgment of running away immediately, because he was too arrogant.

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Chapter completed!