Zhao Yingyue actually had a talent for talismans that was no less than Xu Yi. He entered the Taoist practice with this. When Luo Guan preached for the third time another month later, he was brought by Zhao Yanxing and introduced it solemnly.

"Sir, her name is Zhao Yingyue, she is a mortal blood descendant of my country. She is of ordinary talent in practicing, but she is quite sensitive to Fudao."

Luo Guan saw Zhao Yingyue at a glance, and the umbrella was on her back, and nodded with a smile, "No, I should be destined to be with Luo."

Zhao Yanxing was surprised, "What do you mean by sir?"

Luo Guan raised his hand and pointed, "There are words left by me on this umbrella. Miss Zhao should have bought it at the downstream pier."

Zhao Yingyue widened her eyes, "The one who left the words on the umbrella was actually the gentleman!" Feeling the envious look around, she told her about buying an umbrella.

"I looked quite steady and filial to the little umbrella maker, so I ordered someone to take him away and give him a livelihood."

Luo Guan nodded, "Miss Zhao is intent."

Zhao Yanxing exclaimed, "Yingyue can actually buy it. The umbrella that the sir left with the words is indeed fate... It seems that she has a deep connection with the immortal seal lineage."

Zhao Yanxing was not wrong with this. By the third month, Zhao Yingyue had become the person who had the deepest movements of Fu Daodao in Yiyang Mountain.

Xu Yi was a little worse.

And she successfully built the foundation with this, with her talisman and Taoist seals solid and magnificent atmosphere, and she was a talented person.

In a blink of an eye, another year passed.

In early spring, the cold wind is still chilly.

In Yiyang Mountain, Zhao Yanxing was the leader, and the monks of Yiyang Mountain from the three mountains and twelve caves gathered.

Luo Guan started, and the last lecture in the mountains was actually taught to them all that he could teach.

What I talk about today has nothing to do with the practice of Taoism.

"Everyone, you have settled down for more than a year. You have all entered the practice of talisman Tao. Although the realm is high or low, the mark of talisman Tao is stable."

"You are the seeds of the Taoist Tao, the spark, and will eventually set off a prairie fire. Go, someone will take you to all parts of the world to pass on the Taoist Tao you learned."

Hulala-

The cultivators of Yiyang Mountain bowed down together.

"Respect the order of the head sect!"

The head teacher? Is he a monk from Yiyang Mountain, who gives him his identity? Luo Guan smiled and didn't care.

The next moment, the space on the top of the mountain twisted, and figures walked out from it.

Then, they bowed together, "Greetings to Lord Yuanchu!"

The cultivators of Yiyang Mountain were surprised and widened their eyes, looking incredible.

Although they knew that the state of practice of the head sect was beyond their imagination, the scene before them was still beyond their imagination.

Each of these people's breath was as vast as the sky in their perception, but they were very respectful at this moment and saluted the great master.

Luo Guan nodded, "They are the seeds of talismans, which are related to the future of Yuanchu. Please help me to be the Taoist protectors for a while."

The twisted space descended to everyone and hurriedly saluted, "As for the order of the Lord of Yuanchu!" Then, he raised his hand and turned around and left with three two people each.

In a blink of an eye, the huge Yiyang Mountain became completely quiet.

Apart from Luo Guan, there are only a dozen young disciples who have just entered the mountains to practice, and are responsible for maintaining the basic operation of the mountain gate.

Luo Guan turned around, moved forward step by step, and arrived at the top of the mountain.

Looking at the sea of ​​clouds, the celestial phenomena vaguely changed. As the seeds of the Talisman Dao scattered, he could feel more, from afar, the feedback and connections of the fairy seal from the distance.

The power of the Tao has been divided into two since then.

Although for the time being, what he has mastered is only a very small part of it, and as the Yuanchu Fu Dao grows, it will inevitably be eaten step by step.

At this moment, Luo Guanxin felt something, "After the middle age of entering the mountains, the torrent of humanity has reached its last moment, so it's time to take a look."

He took a step forward, and his eyes were gone.

...

Dayong Capital.

The war was in full swing, and the governor of Jiang County led 200,000 troops to surround the capital and attack the toughest.

The three troops of the kings were defeated in the wilderness, and Dayong had no reinforcements anymore.

It is only a matter of time to conquer the lonely city and fall. It can be said that Da Yong's luck will be cut off at this point.

"kill!"

Under the city, the soldiers and generals bravely rushed towards the city with red eyes.

The county magistrate has made a great reward. Those who first ascend to the capital will be granted the title of marquis and rewarded tens of thousands of gold!

At this moment, Jiang Tai wore armor and sword, and stood under the banner of the central army under the support of his own troops.

"All the soldiers, the Dayong court is stupid, we fight bravely, and finally today. When we make a big spur to conquer the capital, our county magistrate will reward you according to the merits and grant you the three armies!"

Soon, the messenger rushed to the battlefield and read it loudly.

The morale among the army rose sharply.

On the other hand, although the capital is strong and the army is wide, it has lost its courage and is terrifying. It is already a shaky sign.

At this moment, a bright yellow appeared on the top of the city, and Emperor Dayong came to the city in person.

This move inspired the last bravery of the defending soldiers and barely stabilized the situation.

Emperor Da Yong was excited when he saw this, "The morale of the army is available, and the morale of the army is available! My capital is full of soldiers and food, and it may not be impossible to hold on for a year or two. At that time, when all the troops of the kings arrive, the mere Jiang Ni will be defeated and the army will be defeated. My great moral stability can turn danger into safety."

The ministers lowered their heads, and a trace of mockery flashed in their eyes.

The Dayong Kingdom, 80% of its territory has fallen into Jiang Tai's hands, and the only three remaining troops of kings have all been defeated. Now, it is just the last rebirth of the dynasty.

The emperor came in person, and the first time this card was effective.

Later on, it will be abandoned.

What's more, why did they accompany them and destroy the destined Dayong? No matter who is the master of this world or the nobles of the court, there will always be a place.

But, it's just another person on the dragon throne.

That night, Emperor Dayong was in a good mood that had been missing for a long time. After watching the singing and dancing, he pulled two dancers on the spot and had a happy and happy life in the bedroom.

He used the medicine tossed until the second half of the night, and was awakened by the chaos and noise. The emperor rubbed his sore eyebrows and shouted angrily: "Rareless! What happened? How dare you disturb me to rest!"

With a "bang", the palace gate was pushed open, and an eunuch rolled in in a panic, "Your Majesty, your Majesty, your Majesty, the chaos army has attacked the imperial city!"

The emperor woke up instantly and said in a lost voice: "Impossible, my capital is as solid as a soup, how dare you lie to me?"

Hulala-

As the armor rubbed, a team of imperial guards broke into the hall with great strides, "Please surrender your Majesty, don't struggle without any unnecessary struggle."

Seeing this scene, the emperor didn't know that he was betrayal of his relatives, and his face turned pale and his body kept trembling.

Half an hour later, Emperor Dayong was tied up and knelt outside Chengtian Palace. In the dark night, countless soldiers and torches were burning.

Jiang Tai strided heavily, followed by a group of generals and nobles of the Dayong court. At this moment, everyone bowed their heads and did not dare to look directly at the person in front of them.

"Jiang Tai! Jiang Tai! You traitor, I treat the Jiang family in Donglin well. If you retaliate against your kindness, you will be despised by the world!"

Emperor Dayong roared angrily, shrill and desperate.

Jiang Tai came closer, his eyes fell on the emperor indifferently, and suddenly drew his sword and waved it down.

puff--

With a muffled sound, blood splattered, and the head rolled down!

At this point, the last bit of luck of the Dayong court was completely over.

Hulala-

As we see, everyone in the imperial city knelt down like a tide with Jiang Tai as the center, "We pay homage to His Majesty the Emperor, long live His Majesty!"

At this moment, I looked up and saw that a red dragon appeared above the capital city like a mountain fire. In the turbulent turbulence, a red dragon appeared in it.

While his body was huge, the dragon's eyes were majestic, and the fire virtues were thriving, making the immortals and ghosts dare not invade them.

During the dynasty of Dayong, it was destroyed in the 332nd year of the fifteen emperors. The county magistrate Jiang Tai saw the miserable people in the world, breaking the barriers and recasting the country.

Establish the new dynasty and call it Daning!

With Jiang Tai's full suppression and the efforts of the court officials, the chaos of the world's change of ownership subsided in the shortest time, and the world quickly returned to peace.

There is a small alley in the east city of the capital. A gentleman in Qingyi lives in the alley. He comes to study and play chess every day and has a very good relationship with his neighbors.

"Mr. Luo! Mr. Luo!" A scholar-like scholar ran over with joy, "Your Majesty's wedding will marry the Queen, Special Enko, you and I will end this year."

"Now that the new dynasty is just the time to use people, we will show our skills and fulfill the people's ambitions in peace and comfort, and it will be in the present!"

In the yard, under a jujube tree, Luo Guan leaned against a recliner, and the sunlight passed through the shade of the tree and the mottled light fell down.

Hearing this, he smiled slightly, stood up and said, "Zhongyang is full of beauty and has the talent for governing the world. This time, he will definitely be able to go through high school."

"But Luo, I am used to being idle Yun Yehe, and I don't want to become an official in the court, so I will not participate in this encore."
To be continued...