The first cause of all realms

Chapter 436 That Qingzhou Mud Leg...

Little things...

Standing on the flat ground paved with white jade, Liu Jing bowed his head with a wry smile: "I owe the Holy Grace, Liu Jing's crime is also..."

He seldom came to face the saint, but he never expected that the change of vassal king, which can affect a land of three states and the livelihood of hundreds of millions of people, is a trivial matter in the eyes of His Majesty...

"It's a bad day for the widow to make a good day. For the sake of your state affairs, this time, there will be no punishment."

Amidst the clear fragrance, there is an ethereal voice:

"tell me the story."

"My minister thanked His Majesty for extrajudicial grace."

Liu Jinggong respectfully kowtowed, not daring to be negligent, and told all the things about Longyuan Dao.

Starting with Zhang Lingfeng's violent attack, occupying the palace, and imprisoning his mother and nephew, everything is detailed.

"... Zhang Lingfeng has ulterior motives, and he chose July [-]th as the date of the kingship. This day is actually a ghost festival. At night, the fog is steaming, and it seems that a gate of ghosts has manifested..."

"and many more!"

At this point, another voice came from the Taoist temple:

"You said, the gate of hell?"

"...Yes. Ren Xiaoxiao's words must not be false."

Liu Jing replied:

"According to legend, in ancient times, humans and gods communicated with each other. Through the portals of various realms, one can go to and from the realms of immortals and Buddhas. The gate of ghosts is the border between the underworld and the yang world, on the edge of death. It is said that through this gate, you can meet Yan Jun. ..."

"Another legend has come into reality. Perhaps as Xue Dilong said, the ancient times are about to return. The gates of ghosts have appeared. Isn't the legendary 'Gate of Heaven' coming soon?"

In the Taoist temple, the voice is rare and joyful, and seems to be in a good mood:
"This matter is really not trivial! Liu Jing, you have done a good job, after all, you are the minister of the widow's hidden residence..."

"His Majesty……"

Liu Jing was silent for a moment, then thanked En, and continued to speak after getting permission.

It seemed that he was stimulated by the word "Ghost Gate", and the Taoist became quite tolerant, allowing Liu Jing to finish speaking and let him express his thoughts.

"Zhang Lingfeng failed to seize power, and he will die if he dies. The ones who worry about me are not this person, but Wang Muzhi, who is from Wanxiang Mountain, and Yang prison who has become famous in Longyuan Road this time."

Liu Jing's spirit was shaken, it was rare for His Majesty to be interested, so he naturally expressed his thoughts without any worries.

"That Wang Muzhi has the Dao fruit of 'Responding to Things' in his body, he is proficient in the supernatural power of transforming into shadows, using one yin and yang to transform and kill hundreds of Daos, and once fought against the Grand Master as a master.

Now his meritorious deeds are deeper and his influence is greater, especially, he seems to be alienated from the imperial court, which is really one of the greatest harms to our court. "

"Wang Muzhi?"

In the Taoist temple, the ethereal and noble voice murmured:

"But one of Xu Wenji's six disciples? Do you remember that when the late emperor was alive, this person and Xu Wenji jointly wrote a letter to govern the country?"

"Yes, it is him."

Liu Jing painstakingly expressed his interests:

"It is said that this person is entrenched in Longyuan, and has taken in countless apprentices and grandchildren for more than 20 years. Zhang Lingfeng's seizure of power this time may not be without his means."

"In my opinion, this person, together with his disciples, should be moved to the capital of God, and Dongchang will be responsible for reviewing..."

"That's right."

A promise came from the Taoist temple:

"I will leave this matter to you. If it is inconvenient to transfer, I will ask Xue Dilong for a transfer order."

"Wei Chen obeys!"

Liu Jing bowed in response, and then said again:
"Compared to this person, Yang Jue may be a bit inferior, but he should not be taken lightly. I suspect that this person and Wang Muzhi, Xu Wenji had a plan long ago..."

"This name, I seem to have some impressions. A while ago, Nie Wendong was cut alive, which caused an uproar in the court, and caused Princess Longyuan to move out of the Taizu Dabao. Is it him?"

"It's this person! This person is bold and lawless, and he went up to the government in the street. If Xu Wenji, Li Baihu, and Princess Longyuan didn't protect him, he would have killed his whole family at that time!"

Liu Jing's eyes were slightly cold:

"This man came from a lowly background, he thought he was jealous, but in fact he was bloodthirsty. From Heishan, to Mulin, to Qingzhou, and even Longyuan, all the superiors died at his hands!

Really, a born rebellious bitch! "

call!
The spiritual breath drifted away, and the indistinct sound of chanting scriptures in the Taoist temple turned into a mountain shout of long live.

Liu Jing's heart tightened, and he knelt down to greet him.

As the fragrance wafted, he saw a pair of black-soled cloth shoes and a broad avenue robe.

"Liu Jing, you seem to have deep resentment towards this person? Is it because this person is favored by Xu Wenji?"

"Your Majesty knows that although I have some grievances with Xu Wenji, I will not attack others indiscriminately because of this."

Liu Jing felt sweat on his forehead.

Ordinary people may think that His Majesty has long been dismissed by the cabinet because he has not been in court for 12 years, but only those who are as trusted as him understand.

This person is extremely talented, especially a superman of wisdom. During the 12 years in power, he seemed to be indifferent to world affairs, but in fact, most of the power of the court was in his hands.

"It's only been five or six years since this man was the son of a jailer in Heishan City, and he has come to his present fame in Longyuan, where he is at the peak of his power.

How could it be possible without the help of others? "

Under tremendous pressure, Liu Jing arched his back and argued:

"From the beginning to the end of Zhang Lingfeng's seizure of power, no one has benefited. Only this person not only showed kindness to the leaders of Longyuan Palace and Longyuanwei, but also helped Wei Zhengxian and Lin Qitian.

In addition, on the day of offering sacrifices to the heaven and becoming the king, the thousands of Longyuan country gentry and martial arts masters who were rescued by him, this person, this person..."

"If you say so, the widow is a little interested in this..."

Hearing the voice, Liu Jing just let out a long breath. He was about to continue speaking, but was interrupted.

"At noon, Yang Qi is the crown of the day. If you have anything to say, let's wait until noon!"

Liu Jing couldn't help raising his head, looking at the figure embracing on the chariot: "Your Majesty! If that person harbors objections, wouldn't it be..."

"Let Xue Dilong handle this matter, a mere border guard, what's worth wasting my attention?"

Those who carried the chariot were all masters, their voices drifted away, hundreds of feet away, but the voice was still clear:

"From now on, in front of outsiders, you need to call the name of the widow!"

"Yes……"

Liu Jing bowed his head and smiled wryly, but he could only suppress his thoughts, as if His Majesty had other thoughts.

"Respectfully sent by a humble minister, the Nine Heavens Hongjiao will help all living beings, the Master of Yin and Yang Kung Fu, Dao Si Ren Zi Ji Immortal, One Yang Daoist, Yuan Xu Xuan should open up and subdue demons, loyal and filial emperor..."

……

……

As the night passed, it seemed that yesterday's panic had been forgotten. By the time the sky was getting brighter, the street vendors were already busy.

The fragrance of breakfast of various colors wafts through the streets and alleys.

Yang Qiu walked on the street at a leisurely pace, and stopped when he encountered a stall. Under the astonished eyes of all the stall owners, he ate a whole street.

"Based on my digestion ability and appetite at this time, if there is no pill to nourish, can I eat the rations of 100 people a day?"

The answer is yes.

The human body is originally a consumable, as long as it is alive, it will be consumed all the time, let alone practicing martial arts.

For this reason, the higher the martial arts are, the more they need nourishment. Like him, a person cast in a melting pot would have an astonishing appetite if he didn't have pills to nourish him.

His teeth are strong enough to crush the hardest beef bones, his intestines and stomach move, and he can digest food that ordinary people cannot digest.

"No wonder the more modern times, the more Martial Saints. I'm afraid it's not just the changes in the world, but more, it's the large-scale circulation of pills..."

With a thought in mind, without delaying Yang Jian, he swept away the breakfast in front of him, and left under the smiling eyes of the boss.

"Those who mess up the world..."

Looking back at the city tower, the hundreds of feet long street can't block his sight, and it's enough to hear any voice he wants to hear:

"Fireflies, the sun. Really, you can look up to me..."

As for Wang Muzhi, he was always on guard in his heart, and he was easily resolved by the latter several times before on the tower.

Let him make a move with his heart to wrestle with him, but it can't be realized.

But this further illustrates the danger of this person.

As the long street turned around, a smile appeared on Yang Yu's face. At the breakfast booth, Qi Gang was chewing hard.

"Qitou."

Goodbye to the old man, but Yang Yu was not happy in his heart.

At this time, Qi Gang was wearing a cloak and hiding in the shadows. He was no longer as strong as before, but turned into a vulture.

At the same time, he also smelled a familiar breath.

This is,

Drought...

"Can you still eat it?"

Qi Gang asked, waved his hands at the same time, and asked the stall owner for breakfast.

"Qitou..."

Yang prison sat down.

Before he could ask, Qi Gang said lightly:
"I was lucky enough not to die, but I was living in Baizhou, neither human nor ghost, life would be better than death..."

"Drought."

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Yang Juan sighed and comforted him:
"Hanba is a rare fruit of the two extremes of demons and gods. If you use it as a demon, you will be a Hanba, and if you use it as a god, you will be a young girl."

"Don't comfort me."

Qi Gang laughed at himself, his voice hoarse and low:
"At least, I'm still alive, brothers, but..."

Yang Jue is not good at comforting others. Seeing that Qi Gang was in a low mood, he had nothing to say, but ordered a few jars of wine from the nearby tavern.

Accompanied by the old boss, from the dawn of the sky, until the sunset, the sky turned red, and the empty jar was full of people.

All the stall owners, from joy at the beginning, to worry, to numbness, finally, they simply avoided and left the space for the two of them.

A drunk warrior is more terrifying than a tiger.

Getting up staggeringly, Qi Gang remained drunk, waved his hand and left: "I wanted to come here and exchanged Wang Muzhi for you, but it seems that I don't need it..."

In exchange for Wang Muzhi...

Yang Jue seemed to be startled away when he was drunk. With Qi Gang's temper, he naturally wouldn't joke around. He dared to say this with at least three points of confidence.

Could it be that the supernatural power on the Hanba Dao Fruit is not the first level?
"You don't have to send me off, just let me go..."

Deeply hiding his face under the cloak, Qi Gang left, and soon disappeared in the afterglow of the setting sun.

"Qitou."

Paying homage to farewell to his old boss, Yang Qiu felt a little sad for a moment.

Still drunk, he was walking on the street staggeringly, when he was suddenly attracted by a noise. Under the big banyan tree by the roadside, two children were fighting for a wooden horse.

Yang Qian watched, until the two had bruised noses and swollen faces, and the taller child left angrily, only then did he ask the child who was knocked down.

The child scratched his head and grinned:
"Why give something you like to someone you hate..."

Yang Ju was slightly taken aback, and suddenly remembered a sentence from his previous life.

"You can't give up the world to people you hate..."

　I went to the hospital, my body was too inflamed, and I couldn’t remove the boil. I gritted my teeth and came back and received anti-inflammatory drugs.

　
(End of this chapter)