Just when Li Yuan thought he was sure to win, Li Shimin suddenly drew his sword. Fang Xuanling behind him was shocked. Now Li Shimin will definitely not be the emperor. Want it? Seeing that Li Shimin chose to sacrifice himself for the peace talks. Although he was extremely reluctant, Fang Xuanling still understood Li Shimin's choice.

"King Qin is slow."

At this moment, a voice came, Luo Cheng grabbed the King of Qin, flew up, and stabbed the silver spear in the air. Li Yuan, who was smiling, was penetrated by the silver spear, and his smile suddenly solidified on his face.

"You," Li Yuan looked at Luo Cheng unwillingly, fell down, his eyes wide open.

"Father, I'm sorry." Li Shimin walked forward, squatted beside Li Yuan, said softly, closing his eyes for Li Yuan.

Li Yuan, the first emperor of the Li Tang Dynasty, died under the gun of Luo Cheng, the general of Qi. Li Shimin attacked the Xuanwu Gate Incident, killed his brother and forced the palace to seize power, and successfully seized power. After becoming emperor in Chang'an, the first decree was to start a peaceful reunification negotiation with Qi.

At the same time, in the cave on the back mountain of the Yingui School, Yang Donghe Budunjing was practicing in seclusion.

"Stinky monk, if I do well in my calculations, half a month has come, right?" Yang Dong, who was sitting cross-legged, said with his eyes closed.

"Here." It's not clean or not.

"Then why don't I even see a hair from the Temple of War God?" Yang Dong said angrily, opened his eyes, staring at the unclean state with anger.

I thought that my martial arts could be improved by leaps and bounds, but I didn't expect that my half-month had been in vain and my skills were not as good as my dual cultivation with Shi Feixuan and Huan. How could Yang Dong not be angry?

"This cannot be blamed on me, I can only blame the donor for not knowing the mind. Martial arts require understanding the mind and there are no demonic obstacles, otherwise it will never succeed."

"You are aware of your thoughts? You are nonsense with me. I will not be like you monks. In the final analysis, I am just a commoner, and I cannot get rid of love, hatred, anger, and desire.

If you can't comprehend martial arts like this, why didn't you say it earlier when you see the Temple of War? I would rather not comprehend any bullshit martial arts than live like a puppet."

"Hahaha." Wudangjing laughed: "Boy, you have completely misunderstood and have a clear mind. It is not that you have no desires or demands, but that you have no shadows in your heart and can seek the Tao with all your heart.

The so-called right path has the right path, the devil has the right path, and the right path has the right path, all of which are the great ways of the human world. We, the people in the empty sect, pursue no desire or demand. Is it different to ask for?

The reason why the donor cannot enter the Temple of War God is because the donor has a demonic obstacle in his heart. The great way is blocked by demonic obstacles. It is important to know that the right way in the world is vicissitudes, and a leaf obstructs the eyes and cannot see Mount Tai."

"You are a monk with wine and meat, can you stop writing? It's clear." Yang Dong said impatiently.

"Is there any secret in the donor's heart? It's inconvenient to speak to outsiders? I don't even want to think about it?" Budang Bujing asked suddenly.?

Yang Dong laughed: "What's hard to say about me? Yes, I have a secret in my heart, but I can't tell you. To tell you the truth, I am from a city thousands of years later. I'm going to the city soon."

I was not clean and had no abnormal expression, and said, "I have been in seclusion these days, and I have led you into the Temple of War God. We both have the same intentions. You said you are from the city, but you can't deceive me because that is not your true identity. You are not called Yang Dong, right?"

Yang Dong was shocked. He could actually see his state of mind. He was much more powerful than Funny's search for his heart: "That's right, my name is Lin Yifan."

"What about Lin Yifan before?" Budangbujing continued to ask.

"I was Lin Yifan before Lin Yifan." Yang Dong thought for a while and came to a positive conclusion.

"No, you're not."

"No, I am."

"No, you're not."

"No, I"

Wudiao interrupted Yang Dong's words, "How can the donor overcome the demonic obstacles in his heart if he refuses to face his past? If the donor can let go of the demonic obstacles, the Temple of War will never be able to open for the donor."

"I" Yang Dong's expression gradually became anxious, his fists were clenched together, and the blue veins were revealed. Countless pictures that had been covered with dust for more than ten years kept flashing in his mind, and his headache was about to break.

"Donor, tell me, what was your name before Lin Yifan? What was your identity? What happened that made you unwilling to get to that identity? How did you become Lin Yifan? Who did you hate and care about whom? You thought about it."

"Stop talking, stop talking."

Yang Dong suddenly interrupted the unclean words, shook hands and claws, and held the unclean throat with one hand: "I told you not to say anything."

"Ahem"

He used his skills to resist Yang Dong's throat. Yang Dong had lost his mind and was pinched so hard that he could not breathe, but he was chanting a passage of scripture with difficulty.

Yang Dong looked at his unclean eyes and listened to his unclean scriptures, and slowly recovered some reason.

"Donor, you have a demonic obstacle in your heart. You must say it out. Only after you have a clear idea can you comprehend the martial arts and enter the Temple of War God." After your throat was released, he said to Yang Dong.

"No, I will never enter the Temple of War God again, nor do I need to understand any martial arts, just as the stinky monk."

Yang Dong stood up, strode out of the cave, and completely gave up his understanding of martial arts.

Wudiao looked at Yang Dong's back and sighed slightly, with a look of disappointment on his face.

"Husband, have you understood martial arts?" The half-month period has arrived, and Shi Feixuan and Wuya have been waiting outside the cave for a long time.

Yang Dong shook his head.

Shi Feixuan and Wu Xian didn't know what happened, but seeing that Yang Dong looked bad and no longer mentioned martial arts, Shi Feixuan said to Yang Dong: "Husband, Sister Luo Yan is here, and she said there is something important to discuss."

Yang Dong nodded and arrived at the front hall of the Yingui Sect with Shi Feixuan and Xunhuan. Shen Luoyan was drinking tea in the seat. When he saw Yang Dong, he looked happy and immediately stood up to meet him.

"Second brother, I heard that you are in seclusion to understand martial arts. Now your martial arts must have reached a higher level, right?"

Shi Feixuan and Wu Xian stood behind Yang Dong, both shook their heads at Shen Luoyan. Shen Luoyan, who was extremely intelligent, immediately knew that she should not mention this matter, and immediately stopped talking.

"Second brother, I'm here to find you this time. I'm not sure what to do, about the peace between Li Tang and our Great Qi."

After the four of them sat down separately, Shen Luoyan told Yang Dong about the Xuanwu Gate. Yang Dong did not expect that when he came here, the Xuanwu Gate Incident occurred, and Li Yuan was still dead.

If it hadn't for killing Li Yuanji himself and helping Wagang grow to this point, Li Yuan would probably not have passed the throne to Li Shimin, nor would have died.

"Sister Luo Yan, do you think Li Shimin's peace talks plan is not good?" Yang Dong said.

"No." Shen Luoyan shook her head: "Li Shimin's plan is very good and fair. All the soldiers and civil servants of our Qi State and Li Tang are judged by their merits and abilities, and they treat both Li Tang and Qi State equally." (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!