When Liping came back from the palace, of course, it was impossible to mention the disputes in the palace to Zuo Wuji, but he just tried to say good things to show that the emperor knew what Zuo Wuji meant and did not force anything, but it was also in the extended meaning of the words. He mentioned that the other immortal masters in the imperial study seemed to have some criticisms.

Zuo Wuji and Ji Yuan could hear that at this meeting, Li Ping hoped that Zuo Wuji would take Li Feng to leave sooner, even if he went back to his hometown of Kuinan first.

But obviously, Ji Yuan will not leave for the time being, nor will Zuo Wuji and Li Feng go directly, because Zhu Yan is still eyeing the capital, and seems to have a somewhat unusual relationship with other immortal masters in the court.

After Liping left, Zuo Wuji still took Li Feng to practice martial arts, while Ji Yuan stood in front of the desk in the room and kept scribbling on the paper, thinking about things at the same time.

If Zhu Yan came to the capital suddenly, how did he and Immortal Master Tang behave like friends for many years in such a short period of time, and even enter the palace together.

There is an unwritten tacit understanding and rules between the Southern Wilderness Mountain and the Right Path. The two sides have been non-aggression for many years, at least there has been no large-scale aggression, and Xianmen, which has close communication with the Southern Wilderness Mountain, is also Not without.

Although Zhu Yan's previous performance was very violent, and he seemed a little reckless to Ji Yuan, it did not mean that he had no wisdom. If he was really the incarnation of a chess player, then he had to consider how many pieces he had. where.

"If Zhu Yan also won some of the way of heaven and earth at the beginning, then if he died, what would happen to the predestined law born under his Taoism and the sentient beings who obtained this predestination law?"

Ji Yuan whispered such a sentence, the words meant chess and chess pieces, but the words were different, and after a long time, Xie Zhi's hoarse voice sounded.

"Zhu Yan in this capital is just an incarnation. His real body is trapped in the wasteland, and he can't kill him, but his current incarnation must have cost him a lot of real energy and energy. If it is destroyed, his vitality will be greatly damaged. , it is difficult to have too much influence on this world in the short term."

"Too."

Ji Yuan nodded, Zhu Yan was one of the most ferocious beasts in ancient times, and it was not easy to really kill it.

"Ji Yuan, we can try to get Zuo Wuji to leave here in two days, then Zhu Yan might go after him..."

"No, he may not be fooled, and this is too risky. If I let Zuo Wuji leave, it will definitely make Zhu Yan unable to calculate where they are. However, Zhu Yan does not know that I will not do this. In his eyes, Zuo Wuji and Li Feng are going to leave soon, even if he thinks highly of himself, he is definitely not fully confident that he can find Zuo Wuji who left under my interference."

Xiezhi was silent for a while, then said hoarsely.

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

Ji Yuan slowly raised his head, a pair of Cang eyes had no focus, as if looking far into the distance.

"Let's not mention Zuo Wuji first, let Ji make an assumption, if this Zhu Yan also has ideas about the Xia Yong Dynasty itself, and also has an extraordinary relationship with those immortal gates, who is the most troublesome to him? ?"

This will Xiezhi answer quickly.

"Isn't that you?"

Ji Yuan's tone paused, helplessly.

"Exclude me?"

"That should be the little monk Moyun. The influence of Buddhism in the Xia Yong Dynasty is still very large, and this little monk Moyun has a pivotal influence."

"good!"

The drawing paper on the desktop was pitch black, and the only thing that stood out was a brightly lit moon, on which there was a faint shadow of a three-legged toad.

...

That night, in the dead of night, it was quiet inside and outside the palace pagoda. The few monks in the pagoda had already fallen asleep. Only the monk Puhui was still standing outside the pagoda and silently reciting the scriptures, while the old monk Moyun was still in the third place. Meditation in the floor meditation room.

When the time came, the sound of the gong and bang did not take long. Monk Puhui stopped the scriptures and looked up at the sky. At this time, there was a cloud covering the bright moon.

'Tonight is the day when the moon is blooming, it's the night of the bells and the spirits, and the sky should be cloudless! ’

Monk Puhui frowned and glanced at the top of the pagoda before lowering his head and continuing to chant the scriptures, but the scriptures had been changed from the previous "Meditation Meditation" to the "Damo Golden Sutra" by Wang Mingming.

In the high sky in the distance, Zhu Yan also looked up at the bright moon that was gradually obscured by dark clouds, and snorted coldly.

"Dead Toad..."

The dark clouds covered the bright moon, Zhu Yan also lowered his head to look at the Buddhist pagoda in the palace, touched the short hard beard on his chin, a smile appeared on his face, grabbed one hand behind his ear, and grabbed out a shimmering hair , and then gently blow in the direction of the pagoda.

"Huh...huh..."

That gust of wind sent the hairs flying towards the pagoda.

In the meditation room on the third floor of the pagoda, the old monk Moyun was sitting with his eyes closed. There were several rows of candles by the wall of the meditation room and in front of the old monk Moyun, but the candle flame suddenly flickered at this moment.

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

"Where did the evil winds and evil obstacles come from, don't disturb my Buddhist pure place!"

The words in front of the old monk's words were neither light nor heavy, but the words behind them had already exploded like thunder, and they only reverberated in the meditation room, causing the candlesticks to shake slightly, and the evil wind was directly eliminated. .

Seeing that the candlelight calmed down again, Monk Moyun pondered on his face, but when he moved the rosary in his hand, it didn't count the cause and effect.

'Hahahahahahahahahaha...'

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

"Who? Who disturbs my peace?"

'Who? Who are you talking about, I'm your inner demon~ Moyun... I know the desire deep in your heart, I know all your details... Hahahahaha...'

Listening carefully, this voice is nine points similar to Mo Yun, but the remaining one is extremely demonic.

The Buddha's light appeared in the eyes of the old monk Moyun, and he glanced around the room.

"Hmph, nonsense, evil obstacles, if you don't show up again, the old man will be welcome!"

'What are you welcome, can you still be rude to yourself, I am you, you are me~ You forgot why you became a monk? Did you forget what you did after you became a monk? ’

This kind of questioning is very articulate, and it is also a very dangerous and vicious way to shake people's hearts. When Mo Yun heard the magic sound, he already knew how powerful it was, and immediately began to sit cross-legged and chanting scriptures.

'Hahahaha... Chanting and reciting the scriptures, the Buddha Ming Wang can't save you... You think about it...'

Some things in the heart are constantly magnified. Sometimes the more people don't think about something, the more they want to forget something, the more this matter will emerge. It didn't take long for him to calm down under the influence, and some fragmentary thoughts grew in his mind.

Some pictures from his youth flashed quickly, and some misunderstandings from his youth kept flashing, making Monk Moyun sweat on his forehead, and his chanting became louder and louder.

"Pratt & Whitney - Pratt & Whitney -"

I shouted my apprentice a few times, but no one answered.

Above the pagoda, Zhu Yan smiled again, stretched out his hand to move somewhere in the palace, and a gust of wind came, and then threw this gust of wind into the pagoda.

At this moment, Monk Moyun knew that the external demons entangled in him were no trivial matter, and he had already taken out each of his own magical instruments, among which were two statues of the Ming King made of white jade, one with eight arms and glaring eyes, and the other sleeping with drooping eyes.

"It's good, King Buddha, the disciple Mo Yun. Today, when I encounter a demon, I respectfully invite me, King Buddha Ming, to come -- come -- come --"

rumble rumble...

Moyun's voice was thunderous, making the entire pagoda tremble.

The rubble on the pagoda was shaking, but the monk Puhui under the pagoda was chanting scriptures for himself, as if he didn't notice anything, not only him, but also the palace guards and **** maids outside the pagoda.

"Humph, Duke Ming?"

Zhu Yan sneered from the sky, and the magnetic voice inside the pagoda sounded again.

'You can't ask for King Ming's Dafa, your heart is full of filth and evil thoughts, how can you let King Ming's Dharma drive, look over there, and say you are a pure monk? ’

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Obviously no one pointed, but the old monk Moyun looked directly at one place as if he knew something.

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

Monk Mo Yun just glanced at him and turned his head quickly, because the two young concubines were lying almost naked on the bed he was resting on, and their snow-white skin was flushed at the moment, hugging and twisting together. , and more groans came out of his mouth.

"Master, national teacher..."

"National teacher, you come quickly..."

The voices of the two concubines were all trembling, and the old monk Moyun was both furious and his hair stood upside down.

"Nie Zha, you dare to ruin my reputation, dare to ruin the royal reputation—"

At the same time, a lamp-wielding **** in the palace outside the pagoda passed by the pagoda, looked at the vibrating pagoda there and raised his head, it turned out to be a fate.

"I didn't expect to use force, but this kind of trick!"

"Hehe~lightnovelpub.net~ I have to say, this works, doesn't it? Don't even care whether others believe it or not!"

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

"Yeah, if Ji is not there!"

...

On the pagoda, the angry old monk Foyin sighed and calmed down as if resigning his fate. His cheeks were still sweating, but he slowly walked to the window, opened the window, and looked up at the sky.

"Good, Daming King Buddha! Can Lao Na's inner demon be in the sky?"

Zhu Yan was shocked when he saw the look in the eyes of the old monk Mo Yun, and suddenly had a bad premonition.

At this moment, Tian Gang suddenly began to change, as if the sky was suddenly suppressed, causing Zhu Yan to subconsciously look up.

"What? Heaven is fake!"

The outline of the sky in the line of sight seems to be able to see the corners, but the corners are constantly extending in all directions. If there are experts who can overlook the Xia Yong capital from a considerable height at this moment, they will find that there is a huge painting that is constantly expanding. This painting is obviously the back, and I can't see what is on the front, but the top is covered with big characters that flash with aura, and it has covered Xia Yong's capital in just an instant.

At this moment, Ji Yuan, who was wearing an **** uniform on the ground, also had a picture scroll in his hand. With a slight shake of his right hand, the picture scroll was shaken out from the ground by Ji Yuan, as if ignoring all kinds of buildings, it turned into a picture scroll combining virtual and real , which is also constantly growing, and has reached the line of sight in an instant.

"Last time the formation was in a hurry, this time I made a special trip for more than a month and I won't be able to do it!"

In the midst of Ji Yuan's laughter, all the changes have already taken shape, so that Zhu Yan can't even react, or he can react, but he couldn't make the correct judgment to escape immediately because he regarded himself too high.

......

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