Chapter 69 Killing with a Borrowing Knife (Part 3)
Lin Su bowed slightly: "Thank you, Your Majesty! This matter needs to start from a thousand years ago. Thousands of years ago, the previous Dragon Lord died in battle, and the West Sea Dragon Palace was faced with a leaderless situation. There were only two people qualified to take over as Dragon Lord. One was
The then Dragon Prince is now the Dragon Lord, and the second one is of course you!"
"Nonsense!" Long Dingtian said in a deep voice: "I am determined to recreate the power of the ancient dragon, but where can I find it in Xiaoxihai? This ambition is known to the world!"
"You may indeed think so, but he doesn't think so!" Lin Su said: "He knows that his abilities are far inferior to yours, and his prestige is not as good as yours. How can he be the king with peace of mind until you die? So, he and he
The Soldier Saint made a private agreement to lead you into the interior and massacre you with the Soldier Saint's hands!"
The longan's light in the sky suddenly flourished!
Lin Su's heart was beating wildly.
These words are so bold. They not only spread rumors, but also include the Soldier Saint. Old Soldier Saint, I am trying to get out of trouble. I am facing the danger of life and death. Don't be angry. You also gave me a literary root. I am also considered a
Your next generation disciple, if your disciple makes a mistake, it’s okay for you to have a spanking, but don’t kill me directly...
"You said he reached an agreement with the Soldier Saint? Even if he is so shameless, how could the Soldier Saint do such a deed?"
Lin Su's opportunity has come, a chance to clear his name for the Soldier Saint...
Lin Sudao: "To be disrespectful, you, Dragon Lord, are a genius of the generation in the Dragon Clan, but in the eyes of the human race, you are the biggest threat. I can nip this big threat in the bud in one fell swoop, and at the same time use your head to intimidate you."
The Sea Clan wants to pacify the whole world, why not do it? The Soldier Saint is proficient in strategy and has a big picture in mind, how can he miss this opportunity? Don’t all subsequent events confirm his old man’s judgment? If you fall into Wudao Yuan, people
The Sea Agreement was successfully signed, and the human race was at peace! Can you say that the Soldier Saint is a bastard? No! He is a great strategy and great wisdom, and he has the power to set the cauldron in the world!"
You heard me, Soldier Saint, I helped you clear your name, there is no reason to kill me now, right?
There was fear in the dead fish eyes, Your Majesty Longjun, please let me speak quickly, this kid is too poisonous...
"Don't you believe it yet? Your Majesty!" Lin Su's voice became more leisurely.
"What evidence do you...have?"
"Haha...evidence!" Lin Su Yangtian laughed and said: "The Soldiers Saint wrote a book on the art of war and put your cases into a plan. Who knows about the high-ranking military strategists in the temple? Do you want me to recite it to you?
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Dead fish eyes were stunned.
Long Jun was also stunned and wrote their cases into the Art of War?
"Bring it on your back!"
"This chapter is about the Thirty-Six Strategies of 'Killing with a Borrowed Knife'!" Lin Sudao: "Holy Cloud: One strategy is subject to ever-changing changes, and there is no consensus. Mountains have no permanent momentum, and water has no permanent shape. In the battle of the Nujiang River, a hundred dragons gave their heads to the West.
Hai Longzi asks for it, so he can borrow my sword. The enemy is known, but the friends are not yet determined. He has good fortune, good luck, no blame, can be loyal, and has good fortune..."
These words are true and false, and may be true or false. For example, "Mountains are impermanent, waters impermanent... The enemy is known, but the friend is uncertain." It is out-and-out Sun Tzu's Art of War, and what follows is out-and-out the original text of the Book of Changes.
But in the previous battle on the Nujiang River, it was his private goods.
Wudao Longjun was shocked!
What he memorized was in the same vein as the Tao of the Soldier Saint, and was extremely profound. Based on his knowledge, he could directly identify it as the original work of the Soldier Saint. Otherwise, how could such a young boy from the human race fabricate such great principles?
What happened back then has been confirmed! The saints have written it into the classics of the holy way. How can it be faked? Who can make such a fake? Who dares to make it?
What a great Longji!
What a great plan!
Thousands of years ago, you asked me to give up the Heavenly Way and return to the West Sea to help in the war. I had my doubts at the time. I have made it clear to you that I will never compete for the position of Dragon Lord, but you still want to kill me!
The pathless abyss, which has been trapped for thousands of years, is all caused by this thief like you!
hateful!
hateful!
Long Jun roared, and the dead fish eyes around Lin Su exploded. He couldn't even confront Lin Su until he died...
Lin Su's heart relaxed, and at the same time, he suddenly tightened. This Dragon Lord's murderous aura was very cruel. He had already stabbed someone from Xihai Dragon Palace. What would he do next?
With his habit of massacring hundreds of millions of people, how could he feel that his head could slip out at any time?
In silence, the light and shadow in front of Lin Su changed, and Lord Long's voice came to his ears: "If I don't kill you, I will imprison you for three thousand years!"
My day! You'd better kill me...
The next moment, Lin Su was in a courtyard, with green trees and red flowers, rippling blue waves, a red pavilion like a canopy, and a gentle breeze...
Could it be that Mr. Long changed his mind and sent me back to Quzhou Water Village?
As soon as he raised his head, all the excitement in his heart disappeared in an instant. The sky was still that pale, and this place was still Wu Dao Abyss. The most direct manifestation was that his power in literature and martial arts was not at all, and he became a hand.
For a scholar who has no strength, every breath of air is a dissolution of his cultivation.
Lord Long, I am the eighth generation of your family!
Do you know how hard I work in practicing martial arts? Do you know how hard it is to copy poems? I even lied to bed at night in order to practice martial arts. Do you know how hard I work?
You locked me up here. Isn't my hard training for several months in vain?
His spirit sank between his brows, feeling both relieved and disappointed.
Fortunately, the literary world has not been broken. What is disappointing is that the literary world is surrounded by a layer of evil forces, and he cannot even get in touch with the literary world.
His mind sank into his dantian, and Lin Su became truly angry and evil in his heart. The Zhenqi Dragon in his body was gone, leaving only one eye. He fought back from Wuji to Wuzong, and this was really
The gas eye is also dying and seems to close at any time.
It is expected that in a few days, he will retreat from the martial arts realm to the martial arts master...
People practice martial arts and get higher and higher, while he gets lower and lower...
At this moment, a burst of singing and dancing came. Lin Su raised his eyes and saw a corridor next door. On the corridor, a group of women came over surrounded by a little beauty. The little beauty's skin was as white as jade and her temperament was elegant.
She is truly a beauty, but her hair is purple and there are two small protrusions on her forehead, which shows that she is an anomaly.
"Seventh Princess, Nuhe will not open until September 19th. There are still several days left. What are you coming to see today?" asked a strange-shaped maid. This maid has a very thin waist and a dark face, but her waist is
Even when the baby is twisting, it still has a unique charm.
"The Dao Gate opens and the Nu Lotus opens. The two are synchronized. This year I am an adult. I can take advantage of the time when the Dao Gate is open to look at the outside world. I can't look at the Nu Lotus. Let's look at the buds first."
"The outside world..." The faces of several maids were full of envy: "Princess, can you take us to see it too? I have never seen the outside world."
"I haven't seen it either. I heard from my father that the mountains outside are the same as the mountains here, and the water is the same as the water here, but there are humans outside, and humans are very cunning."
"Princess, don't say that, the queen is from the human race! Be careful she won't be happy if she hears it..."
"That's what my father said. I didn't say that. My mother told me a long time ago that there are bad people and good people in the human race. It's not what my father said. My father didn't dare to do it in front of my mother.
Say this..."
The words came with the wind and reached the ears of Lin Su who was hiding behind the pillar.
The calculator in his brain started up again...
Living in the Abyss of Wu Dao, his cultivation is getting lower and lower, and even taking a breath of air can make him lose strength again and again. He relies on fighting, relying on flying knives, relying on poetry, relying on Dragon Lord to develop his kindness...
Nothing could save his life.
But now there seems to be some chance.
Wu Dao Longjun is truly a genius. Others falling into Wu Dao Abyss means death, but he is not only not dead, but also became the overlord of Wu Dao Abyss. He even found a wife and gave birth to a bunch of children.
He forcibly turned the abyss of Wu Dao, which no one should approach, into his kingdom.
Someone has a chance.
If you can't break through Mr. Long, I'll break through your daughter!
It may be difficult for other girls to break through. Your daughter has never been out of Wudaoyuan for so long, so she is not a blank slate?
If I couldn't deceive a little cabbage like her, I wouldn't be called Da Cang... a shit stirrer!
How to cheat?
Reciting poetry?
No, this little girl may not even know what poetry is. How can she appreciate the beauty of poetry?
Maybe the only way is to tell stories!
The story is good, the story is wonderful, no one doesn't like to listen to stories, especially the deep abyss, a girl who has never seen the outside world and has basically zero entertainment, how can she not like stories? No matter how low her education level is, how low is it?
Is it okay to have a three-year-old child? A three-year-old child also needs his parents to tell him fairy tales to coax him to sleep?
Isn’t there a classic legend in the fairy tale world?
When a certain king wanted to kill someone, a certain person told the king a story, one story a day. If the king wanted to hear the story, he would not kill him. He told the story for a thousand and one nights, and he managed to escape from the king's butcher's knife.
Now, he seems to be facing the same situation. Long Jun may see through his lies at any time and kill him at any time. He needs a firm ally to protect him. Why should they protect him? He can only tell stories.
Well, as long as your story is exciting enough, she won't be willing to let you die...
Lin Su had made up her mind not to use fairy tales anymore. The little princess was already an adult and fairy tales were not safe.
Then let’s go straight to the killer feature!
Start reciting: "The light of the West Lake is as clear as a mirror, the autumn moon and the spring breeze, the past and the past, the mountains and rivers are still there, the shadow of the tower rises from the sky, there are many gods and ghosts, according to legend, old children, don't doubt the "Yanyi" category
"Qi Dong", if you speak nonsense but listen to nonsense, talk about how to imitate the princes..."
The song "Linjiang Fairy" is so beautiful that it seems to open a magical curtain in an instant.
The seventh princess and several maids over there turned around at the same time. They saw a young man in white sitting in another pavilion ten meters away from them, holding something in his hand and reciting poetry.
"Who is it..." A maid just spoke, and the seventh princess waved her hand lightly, seeming to catch her voice, but the sound wave did not reach here at all.
Lin Su seemed unaware, staring at a small wooden turtle in his hand and said: "Xiao Yao, my brother once promised you that he would tell you the story of "The Legend of White Snake". Now my brother has fallen here and cannot return to his hometown in this life.
Let's tell the story to the little turtle. If one day, the little turtle can float and come back to you, let it tell you..."
Several women looked at each other.
who is he?
He was locked up here. He had an appointment with his sister to tell her a story. Now he couldn't go back, so he told the story to the little turtle his sister gave him. He hoped that one day, the turtle would be able to tell the story.
Bring it to my sister...
Why did their eyes become wet all of a sudden? This chapter has been completed!