After the monk heard this, the sweat on his forehead flowed down like rain.
He had a sparring match with Wei Changkong, and ended up getting hammered.
The reason is very simple. If a warrior with a high armor stack and a low health bar fights someone with real injuries, isn't this looking for abuse?
If the masked man in front of him is from the same sect as Wei Changkong, doesn't it mean that the masked man also knows such weird swordsmanship?
If that's really the case, then why are you just kidding?
Just when he thought of this, he saw Xia Po playing with the sword using the method Wei Changkong taught him.
As long as a person with a normal mind would not fight if he knew he was losing, let alone an experienced monk like him?
After thinking for a moment, a smile appeared on the monk's face.
"Master Wei Zhizun and I have known each other for a long time. Since you and Wei Zhizun are from the same sect, then we can be considered our own kin.
How can we now draw swords against our own people for the sake of some outsiders?"
"Oh? What do you want?"
Xia Po looked at him with a playful look. The current situation was completely within his expectation.
"Of course we joined forces to make the real emperor sit back on the throne!"
After the monk finished speaking, he looked at Wei Changkong.
"That's your apprentice. I don't believe that someone like you really has the heart to kill him."
Wei Changkong lowered his head.
A few days ago, he pretended to kill Liu Quan and asked Liu Quan to fly away and stay away from Kyoto for the rest of his life.
Otherwise, as soon as I see him, I will kill him with my own hands.
But in the final analysis, people like him are too soft-hearted.
It would be okay if he killed an enemy or something, but let him kill an innocent child...
This is really a bit embarrassing.
Including the attack on Liu Quan just now, it was entirely because he felt Xia Po's aura.
Knowing that Liu Quan was protected, he took action.
Thinking that when he almost drained his energy and blood because of raising the sword, the old head of the Zuo family, the prime minister Zuo Zhongyi, sent some rare herbs, which saved his life.
This herb is very rare and difficult to find unless a lot of manpower and material resources are used.
Although he is a master, he is still a martial arts idiot.
Apart from practicing martial arts, he basically doesn't know anything, let alone finding that kind of medicine.
If he really supports Liu Quan to become emperor, he will undoubtedly offend the Zuo family to death.
Not to mention that this goes against his principles as a human being, but that no one will provide him with medicine in the future...
This will undoubtedly make him stop practicing swordsmanship!
For a martial arts idiot like him, what's the difference between not practicing swordsmanship and salty fish?
But looking at Xia Po's figure, he suddenly thought of his brother who was rescued from hell with him.
After being rescued, they were left in the palace by those flying immortals.
According to their opinion, mortal affairs still have to be left to mortals to resolve.
Later, he was found by a eunuch and brought two adults.
One is the commander of the Royal Guards, and the other is the worshiper of the royal family.
In the end, Lord Wei followed the commander of the Royal Forest Army, and he was taken away by the royal family.
It was only later that he found out what evil techniques the Imperial Forest Army practiced.
This made him feel some inexplicable self-blame. He felt that the reason Master Wei could practice such magic was entirely because of him.
Later I heard that Mr. Wei defected from the Royal Forest Army and went to Jianghu.
He said goodbye to his master and went to the rivers and lakes to find news about his brother.
But unfortunately, when he inquired about the relationship between Master Wei and the Xia family, Master Wei was already dead.
Moreover, the fact that Xia Po is Master Wei's apprentice can be regarded as a secret of the Xia family.
Although basically everyone who wanted to know knew it, he obviously did not expect Master Wei to accept a disciple, so he did not continue the investigation.
Over the years, he has dreamed of Mr. Wei countless times, and the two of them are still as carefree as when they were children.
But every time I have such a dream, I always dream again that he and Mr. Wei, together with dozens of children in their village, are taken away by an extremely powerful being...
That memory will be a painful memory that he will never forget until his death.
After some inner struggle, he felt that he was going to die of old age anyway, and in the remaining time he might as well give more advice on Xia Po's shortcomings in swordsmanship.
This can be regarded as making up for the debt he owed to Master Wei.
With a long sigh, he looked at Xia Po.
"I'm on your side."
Hearing this, Xia Po smiled ferociously.
Wei Changkong made a wise choice.
If he doesn't stand on his side, Xia Po will consider using the talisman to wipe out the whole group.
Then he turned around and came to Liu Quan's side in an instant.
He stood behind Liu Quan, used his inner strength to expand his voice, and shouted to the powerful officials below.
"I am going to help this kid regain the throne today? Who of you are dissatisfied?"
The sound echoed in the palace and never subsided for a long time.
A few timid ones immediately knelt down.
With these few taking the lead, others also knelt down one after another.
Those treacherous ministers who were attached to the Zuo family did not even dare to raise their heads.
At this time, Liu Quan looked excited.
Although he didn't know exactly what happened, like everyone else, he could tell that the three masters seemed to be on his side.
This gave him extraordinary confidence.
Step by step, he walked up to Liu Yun, his expression was ferocious.
"Uncle Emperor, are the clothes you are wearing comfortable?"
Liu Yun was already frightened.
The fat body trembled in fear.
"Now take off your dragon robe immediately and kneel in front of me. I can still think that you are a member of the royal family and let you go, otherwise!"
How could Liu Yun dare to think about becoming an emperor at this time?
My life is at risk.
So he quickly took off his dragon robe and knelt on the ground.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for not killing me."
Seeing this, the old eunuch beside him was so frightened that he trembled and also spoke with a sharp voice.
"Greetings to Your Majesty!"
Liu Quan ignored the two of them and looked at Xia Po.
"Lord Xia, can you lend me your sword?"
Xia Po did not refuse. After putting away the sharp sword energy, he handed the long sword to him.
After years of raising the sword, this sword has already had some kind of connection with him.
Even if you lose it, you can find it back in minutes, let alone give it to this kid.
Liu Quan took the sword and looked at the dragon pattern that belonged to him in front of the main hall.
He narrowed his eyes and said calmly.
"I haven't been back to the palace for a few days. Why is the color of the dragon pattern so dim?"
After speaking, he waved his long sword.
There was an extra crack in the eunuch's neck.
Blood gushed out along the seam and splashed all over Liu Quan.
Liu Quan, on the other hand, acted like a normal person and smeared the blood on the dragon pattern with the blood in his hand.
Make the color of this dragon pattern more gorgeous.
After returning the sword to Xia Po with both hands, he put his hands behind his back and said in a deep voice.
"I am not dead, so I am still the emperor of Tianyuan. Who would be dissatisfied?"
The people below immediately shouted in unison.
"Long live my emperor! Long live!"
At this time, Xia Po's promise to Liu Quan was finally completed.
Looking at the ministers with different faces below, it is estimated that if you pick three people at random, they can have a thousand minds in total.
It can be said that the whole dynasty is full of traitors!
A teenage emperor wants to firmly secure the throne.
I can’t say it’s impossible, but the chances are small and you can buy lottery tickets.
But he could have thought of this himself.
Everyone has his own ambitions, and Xia Po can't interfere.
Even if he is shattered to pieces on his own way, he cannot blame others.