Chapter 353 The Five Elements Life and Death Corpse

"Uncle, what are you thinking?"

Ji Lingshu spoke, interrupting Zuo Doqi's contemplation.

Zuo Daoqi returned to his senses and looked at Ji Lingshu. He didn't want to tell her his guess, but just said, "I'm thinking that every demon clan is born with natural magical powers, and I don't know what magical powers this tiger wind has."

The demon clan is different from the human clan. When the demon clan was young, those with extraordinary talents could understand the natural magical powers and would be trained by the clan since childhood.

But the demon clan is not only about talent, but also about ferocity. The rise of a demon king has never been dull, and its path forward is destined to be a bloody storm.

Everyone in the world saw the deep brotherly love between Hu Feng and Hu Xiao, but they couldn't see whether this was Hu Feng's scheming.

If Hu Feng's behavior angered Zuo Dodge, Zuo Dodge tried his best and even used some off-field methods, it is unknown what the chances of Hu Roar's victory are.

Ji Lingshu smiled slightly, "Isn't my uncle afraid? Isn't it easy for my uncle to take down a little tiger demon?"

Zuo Dodge doesn't say anything.

Another day, Zuo Dodge and Hu Xiao's decision became increasingly powerful, and even people mentioned it in the court discussion.

You Zhong, the clan’s mansion, advised, “Now that our great Jin talents have emerged in many ways, but the battle between Zuo Daoqi and the demon clan is a major event, so we should enter the Daxing Pool!”

There are many legends circulating in the 300-mile Kyoto city, but this Daxingchi is one of the most famous legends.

According to legend, when Taizu established the country, he was able to obtain the celestial immortals to strode the top of the head, and his wisdom turned into a river. Taizu occupied nine parts to establish the country and Jin Dynasty, leaving only one part to transform into a pool, called Daxingchi.

It is said that this water cannot be entered by people who are in Daxing, but once it is successfully soaked, it can nourish the body and accumulate spirit and increase the opportunity to achieve enlightenment.

The saints today have already spoken. Anyone who represents the Royal Tianyuan can enter the Chi Yimu before the war. Now You Zhong advises to push the Zuo Daoqi fighting against the tiger to another level.

What surprised all officials was that the emperor actually agreed happily.

So, after the court came, there was a message from an internal official.

"Mr. Zuo, Your Majesty has an order to grant you a bath in the Daxing Pool."

In the room.

Zuo Dodge held a strange note in his hand, and there was no magic power or fire. However, the note spontaneously ignited and turned into ashes, falling to the ground without any trace.

His eyes were strange, with a deep doubt.

This note was actually sent by Zhang Weizheng!

‘Daxing Pool cannot be entered!’

Zuo Daoqi has heard about Daxing Pond. It is rumored that this pool is one of the royal heritages. Those who enter the bath can expect real people.

For more than three hundred years, those who have been able to enter are already real people or martial arts masters.

No matter from which perspective, this is an opportunity...

Zuo Daoqi was wandering with his eyes, and he didn't understand why Zhang Weizheng would send such a note at this time. After just delivering the note, an official in the palace passed the order.

He walked out of the house, "I thank Your Majesty. However, Your Majesty's wrong love, I dare not accept it. The battle with Hu Xiao is a private matter. How dare I touch the royal background?"

Zuo Daoqi refused to the Inner Animal.

The eunuch was helpless. He was just the one who sent the order, not to mention that Zuo Dodge rejected the emperor's kindness, and he reported it truthfully.

After the eunuch left, Zuo Dodge stood there and stood for a long time. He couldn't understand why Zhang Weizheng wanted to not enter Daxingchi himself, and he could not see Zhang Weizheng's purpose.

Is it for your own good? Or for another purpose?

The emperor knew that he refused Daxing Mu and did not say much. Some people would rather not want such a gift, and the emperor could not force it.

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In Hanyuan Hall.

The three top masters of the Jin Dynasty were sitting in the seats of Chen Guanshi, the Shangshu Mansion Zhang Weizheng, and the Zongren Mansion Ji Qiang.

Facing the three top yang gods in the world, Ji Lingjun's aura is not even different to a certain extent.

The first one to speak was Ji Lingjun.

He stood up calmly, with anger on his young and handsome face, throwing the rice paper in his hand to the ground.

"Zhang Xiang, tell them both."

Zhang Weizheng's old face was serious and a magnetic voice sounded. "The Lord Chen Mansion, Zong Zheng, the Cai Shu case a few days ago, the real murderer was found. All the clues are directed to the national teacher."

"In the past, Taizu destroyed the Buddha, but the Buddha went against the will of heaven. The former emperor was generous and regarded the monk as his national teacher. Now it seems that monks do not know the time of heaven and do not cherish the will of heaven, and should be punished."

Chen Guanshi was the first to cater to him. He was a monk, but from his appearance, he was older than Zhang Weizheng. "What Zhang Xiang said is serious. If this is true, Puci should be killed."

Zhang Weizheng continued, "A few days ago, I realized that Shi Yun was here when I was born in the Buddha Kingdom. Now I even suspect that this Puci has been planning to enter Jin Dynasty for a long time. . ”

Ji Qian sat upright on the cushion, his eyes slightly closed, like an old monk entering a meditation, without saying a word, and I don’t know if he was listening.

There were no close servants in the hall except for four people.

Ji Lingjun poured out a cup of tea and said softly, "It seems that the thief is going to be killed. What does Chen Qing think?"

Chen Guanshi stood up slightly and said seriously, "It's the ultimate."

"What does Zongzheng think?"

Ji Qiang finally opened his eyes and did not look at Ji Lingjun. Instead, he turned his eyes on Zhang Weizheng and said, "Asking to kill."

It's night.

Hundreds of figures came from the Demon Slaying Mansion, and the Sect Mansion walked out and surrounded Puci Temple. In order to avoid causing too much damage to the city of Kyoto, a shadowless mysterious cloud cover array was laid.

Zen Master Puci was furious and led the seven disciples to fight hundreds of believers.

"The Buddha's country is far away, and I am even more capable of killing the enemy. Why did Dajin defeat me?"

Ji Qiang punched out and smashed Puci Temple into a hundred miles abyss. He was only responsible for taking action and not talking.

The person who spoke was a real person in the sect’s mansion.

"A country with a dignified Buddha Kingdom, if it is assassinated repeatedly, it will be punished!"

Puci laughed in anger and did not explain, but showed off his body of a hundred feet and stopped Ji Qian's fist.

It seemed that he had fallen into a strange tacit understanding. The Yang Gods on both sides were only responsible for taking action, and those who spoke were all real people.

Puci sat down and his disciple Fahua spoke, "I seem to understand that my Buddha's kingdom is the source of the world, and thousands of magical appearances come from my own land. How could I be assassinated?"

As he spoke, he denied everything and said again.

"Jin is already the overlord of the world. How can one-sided evidence be used to make such a big move! It is unrighteous!"

When he said this, his tone finally stopped.

Just because a sword appeared in the sky, the sword seemed to emerge from the darkness, and it killed the Qingming dragon, turning night into sun, changing the sky and the earth.

Puci's face changed. He knew that he was no match for the well-deserved No. 1 Sword God of the Great Jin in front of him.

The Eighth Prince's sword hangs in the sky, his cold eyes are indifferent, as if he is fighting below, just a play, and only one word appears, the world is solemn.

"The emperor can't be wrong."

The implication is that the emperor will not be wrong. It doesn’t matter whether he can provide evidence that Puci is the mastermind behind the assassin. As long as the emperor suspects you, Puci is the murderer.

If Puci doesn't want to admit it, then show evidence to prove that he is not the murderer!

Puci understood this, and everyone understood this, but his disciples and believers did not, so the war became tragic.

Although there are large formations covering the clouds, the moonlight floats, and the Taoist rhyme of the Zhoutian cannot suppress the tremor of the heaven and earth.

The mountains are wailing, and the spiritual energy is dissipating.

Dan Tai Zhen, the Haotian Mirror in the Demon Slaying Mansion, shone golden light in his hand, and fought fiercely with Puci's disciple Fahua.

At the level of real people, the people in the court should be far more than the monks in Puci Temple.

Buddhist methods all came out, turning into huge golden rocs, and billions of golden lights bloomed. The roc spread its wings and shook the sky. After soaring up, the golden feathers were like chaotic swords, like countless meteorites falling down, and were about to bombard the earth.

The people in the court were stronger. Dan Taizhen's Haotian Mirror blocked such an attack. He seemed to be without any precaution. He was wearing the galaxy and his arms were emitting golden light. He was even more domineering than Jinyu, and rushed forward to shake him.

The real people around us also started together.

In an instant, a golden divine bird entangled with several figures, accumulating extremely, and then the blood-stained penis withered down, touching too many people.

The Lotus Sutra has a desire to retreat.

But he doesn't wait for his action.

Then he saw that the god who looked like the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords in the sky finally took action. He pointed his fingers together toward the sky, and in an instant, countless spiritual waves arose in the heaven and earth, and sentient beings surrendered. The galaxy and the sky also transformed into a sword in the condensation of spiritual energy.

The sword falls.

The whistling wind swayed and swayed the cloud-blocking formation, and the entire Kyoto was like a ground dragon turning over.

The powerful sword light that no one can deny slowly gathers in the air into a star dragon. On the starry sky, the scale feathers are clear, and everything sets it off like a myth.

The star dragon roared and rushed towards Puci, and the real person of Fahua was between the two.

The real person's magical powers that were proud of in the past were as fragile as thin paper, and the star dragon roared.

The golden-winged roc transformed into the Lotus Sutra disappeared, and disappeared in a terrifying way.
To be continued...