Although many strange things happened in Chang'an at this time, more ordinary people did not feel the immediate threat, so everyone's life continued as usual. Only a small number of people knew the truth.
Chen Yi is obviously not the same. He is sleeping in the Prime Minister's Mansion at this time. For him, today is a special day because his grandfather, Prime Minister Yin, captured the thief Liu Hong in Jingzhou, rescued Xuanzang's mother, and returned to the court with his troops.
, will arrive in Chang'an today. In order to welcome the arrival of the victorious army, Chen Yi wants to be energetic.
When he was sleeping soundly, Chen Yi suddenly felt an inexplicable movement coming from the jade on his body. The jade became so hot that his chest felt like it was burning. Chen Yi could no longer sleep. When he got up, he saw that the jade was glowing.
Although the light was not dazzling, it was blood red, like a red flame. Chen Yi wondered, what else stirred up the vitality of heaven and earth? He couldn't figure it out.
He tried to change places so that the jade would not shine, but no matter where he was, the blood light on the jade did not weaken at all.
Forget it, no matter what, he simply gave up. At this time, a servant came to report: "The boss is leading the army back. They can't enter the city at the west gate. Someone blocked the gate." What? The army was blocked? This
How is it possible? Everyone in the prime minister's house was confused by this news. Chen Yi decided to go and see for himself.[
Arriving at the West City Gate, Chen Yi was confused by the scene in front of him.
A beggar was sitting lazily under the city gate. Only ten feet outside the city gate was the 50,000 imperial army led by Prime Minister Yin. But the 50,000 imperial army was just ten feet away, stagnant, as if there was a wall blocking it.
Prime Minister Yin made a move, and a dozen imperial guardsmen rushed over on horseback. But as soon as they got close to ten feet, they saw a dozen whirlwinds, which wrapped up the soldiers and horses together and threw them back without even a scream.
He was thrown so hard that his muscles and bones were shattered.
Someone next to Chen Yi trembled and said: "It's the twenty-seventh time, this is the twenty-seventh time."
Prime Minister Yin bit his lips and his eyes were full of anger. He was silent for a long time and then waved his hand. The imperial guards of the Tang Dynasty were obviously more elite than the elite. Ten more cavalry rushed out of the battle formation. It seemed that all of them were machines that were not afraid of death.
Seeing that the ten cavalrymen were about to be swept away by the whirlwind again. "Stop", the voice was not loud, but it was heard clearly by everyone. The ten cavalrymen suddenly turned in a direction, as if they were being pulled by some force.
Suddenly, he did not enter the cyclone and saved his life.
A man fell from the sky and appeared in front of the city tower.
Wei Laodao, Chen Yi recognized the person at once. Wei Zheng also saw Chen Yi and nodded slightly as a greeting.
The beggar stood up, straightened his body, and a momentum suddenly emerged. The whirlwind outside the city disappeared. The beggar's eyes became brighter and brighter. At this time, the beggar no longer looked like a beggar, but more like a beggar.
What a king who takes life and death for granted.
"I asked who could stop our Tang army, but it turned out to be you, a loser." Wei Zheng stood there, but he gave the impression that he was not there.
"Ten years ago you and I fought, and you got the upper hand by chance, but you couldn't say you could do anything to me, so you can take back the word "waste" yourself. Because today, everything will be reversed." The beggar said coldly.
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"What are you talking about? Let's fight." When Wei Zheng actually faced the enemy, he was not as lazy and casual as he usually was.
Wei Zheng took out a pen and drew in the air. A sad and stern brushstroke aroused the vitality of heaven and earth, and a semicircular arc spread out and pointed at the beggar.
The beggar snorted coldly: "No progress." He raised his palm into a sword, and Wei Zheng's offensive dissipated.
The beggar clasped his hands in front of his chest, seeming to be integrated with the heaven and earth. Wei Zheng laughed: "Wow, heaven and man are one, which is a bit of progress." During the joke, he threw the pen into the air, and immediately the wind surged, and the pen became crystal clear, and the surrounding
Surrounded by the vitality of heaven and earth, the pen was filled with colors. The pen paused in the air for a moment, then rushed toward the beggar.
The beggar's face was solemn, and a broken fan suddenly appeared in his hand. As soon as the broken fan came out, Zen sounds were heard everywhere, and the heaven and earth seemed to have stopped shaking. The broken fan turned around in the beggar's hand, and he made a move on the pen, but no brilliance was seen.
, there was no sound, the pen just stopped there, as if it was trapped.
Wei Zheng pointed with his hand, and the pen suddenly started spinning. The fan in the beggar's hand suddenly cracked. The beggar was horrified and quickly put the fan away.
The pen stopped in the air, trembling slightly, as if gathering momentum.
The beggar gritted his teeth, opened his mouth and spit out a circle. The circle enlarged when it saw the light and turned into a emerald green jade ring. The jade ring flew in the air, seemingly moving, and a strong and unyielding thought radiated out.
The pen quickly rushed towards the jade ring. There was no impact, and the pen seemed to have rushed into a ball of cotton. The ring became larger again, and the strong and unyielding intention became stronger. The crystal color of the pen gradually seemed to be retreating.
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Wei Zheng snorted coldly: "The Diamond Subdues the Demon Circle, what a great gesture." He reached out and made a move, and the pen flew back. He felt that something was a little strange. There were not many magic weapons that could make his pen less expensive, so he continued
Question: "Dharma Pu Fan, Vajra Demon-Conquering Circle, are you Fulong Arhat?" Among the eighteen Arhats in the Buddhist sect, only Fulong Arhat once transformed into a monk of Jigong and practiced cultivation. This Dharma Pu Fan and Vajra Demon-Conquering Circle are also his master magic weapons.
, so Taoist Wei asked this question.
The beggar sighed and said "Amitabha", which showed his acquiescence.
Taoist Wei no longer asked, his face was solemn. Suddenly, the vitality of heaven and earth surged, Wei Zheng's face flickered from dark to bright, a brilliance the size of a grain of rice flew out of his eyes, and when he arrived in front of Fulong Arhat, it suddenly expanded and turned into
A thatched cottage covered it. Fulong Arhat only saw that the scenery in front of him changed, and he entered a special space. In the space, there were stone chairs, benches and Go chess. Just like what Chen Yi had seen that day, he couldn't help but exclaimed:
"boundary".
Fulong Arhat knew that above his own realm of cultivation was the "realm". He had practiced hard for many years, but still had not touched the threshold of the realm. He did not expect that Wei Zheng would break through to this realm within ten years. It was really terrifying. He also knew that in
In the world, unless the realm is higher than the opponent's, you can only be trapped here. Wei Zheng's world does not look fierce, but a bit calm and gentle. Fulong Luohan is trapped in it, and he is a little puzzled as to why Taoist Wei wants to
If you're trapped here, it won't do you any harm, right?
Next, Taoist Wei made him understand why he had to use the world to trap him. Wei Zheng opened his mouth and spit out a small bright silver sword. The small sword did not grow up when it saw the light, but it immediately exuded a strong murderous intention.
It was just like what you would feel when facing a general who had been on the battlefield for a long time and killed many people. As soon as the sword came out, everyone around him felt a chill. The sword flew past and sank into the thatched cottage.
Fulong Arhat felt the chill invade his body, and immediately screamed something bad. Just as he was about to release the Vajra Demon Circle, the chill had already passed through his thigh. When he looked down, he saw that the thigh had been cut into two parts, and the cut surface was as smooth as a mirror. Fulong
Arhat cultivated to the realm where heaven and earth are one, and achieved the Buddha's Vajra Dharma Body. Most of the magic weapons in the world can hardly hurt his physical body. But the Tao sword used by Wei Zheng today is the natal Tao sword, which directly broke Fulong's Vajra body.
Dharmakaya.
The Buddhist practice method is indeed wonderful. Fulong's thigh was cut into two pieces, but no blood flowed out. But Fulong Arhat knew that this leg would never be restored. Even though he was an enlightened Arhat, he still couldn't help feeling sad.
He came and wanted to forcefully cast the Vajra Subduing Demon Circle and fight Wei Zheng to the death. However, the Vajra Dharma Body was broken and the vicious sword intent was still there, so he was unable to activate the magic weapon.
Wei collected the Dao Sword and couldn't help but feel a little proud. That day he dreamed of two immortals playing chess, and he realized the world. However, the world he realized was peaceful, but could only trap people, not hurt them. He thought hard for several years, and finally
He came up with such a method to trap people with the world and hurt them with the sword. In recent years, he followed Li Shimin on his expeditions to the east and west, and the evil spirit of the Tao sword became more and more serious. Today, he used it without any effort, and seriously injured Fulong.
Arhat.
At this time, a voice came over abruptly, "Old Wei, please spare his life."
Wei Zheng looked up and saw that it was Chen Yi, the bald man. Chen Yi stood by and watched, hearing that the beggar himself was Fulong Arhat. He also saw Wei Zheng's natal sword flying into the thatched cottage and then flying out. He knew that Wei Zheng had committed the murder, so
Compassion arose in his heart, and he hurriedly spoke out, hoping to save Arhat's life. He grew up in a Buddhist family, so naturally he had some affection for the monk, and it was no wonder.
Wei Zheng laughed loudly and said, "You are a fake monk. How can a rabbit die and a fox be sad? It doesn't matter, I will sell you a face and save his life." He stopped talking and took over his boundary thatched cottage.
Fulong Arhat stood on one foot, his face was pale, and his severed leg had begun to rot on the ground. The evil aura of the Tao sword was indeed extraordinary. He looked at Wei Zheng, his eyes full of malice.
Wei Zheng snorted coldly and said, "If you want to survive, get out of here. Since I hurt you, I'm not afraid of your revenge. But before you leave, remember that it was this little bald man who saved your life."
Fulong Arhat looked at Chen Yi and saw a bright bald head. There was a hint of gratitude in his eyes and he said, "Thank you, junior brother."
Chen Yi secretly sighed, what an arhat has been done to him. He thought back then when he was so enthusiastic about monk Jigong, things were so unpredictable. He also forgot to tell that he was not a monk.
When Fulong Arhat saw that Chen Yi didn't answer, he didn't care. People always have to repay their kindness for saving their lives, no matter if he cared about it or not. He looked at Wei Zheng one last time and walked towards the city gate. No, he jumped out.
, hopping on one foot, like a puppet.
When Chen Yi came to Wei Zheng, he had too many doubts in his heart that he wanted to ask him.
Wei Zheng knew what Chen Yi was thinking, but he didn't answer him first. He pulled Chen Yi and suddenly flew up. Chen Yi was caught off guard and screamed in fright. He opened his mouth to curse, but when he opened his mouth, he found a strong wind entering his mouth.
His throat was blocked and he couldn't make any sound. He could only stare at Old Wei with angry eyes.
Taoist Wei only cares about flying, and it doesn't matter whether he is happy or not.