Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

Three days later, Chang'an.

Li Daoxuan returned to Chang'an immediately after dealing with the matter in Luoyang.

The moment he stepped into Chang'an City, Qinglong Terrace in Taiji Palace, Baihu Cave deep in Zhaoling Mausoleum, Zhuque Pavilion on Zhuque Street, and Xuanwu Altar at the bottom of the lake in Seoul all experienced abnormal movements.

The four sages shouted together, their air was like a canopy, the whole city of Chang'an seemed to come alive all of a sudden, and found that finishing touch.

Ordinary people may not feel it, but those who practice, especially those who are proficient in the art of qi-watching, will find that the foundation of the entire Chang'an city has suddenly become several times deeper.

The clouds are steaming and the rosy clouds are shining, and the treasure is shining.

On the observatory.

The Chuanguo Yuxi in Li Chunfeng's hand suddenly trembled continuously, and then became dim.

This jade seal is the key to control the Great Formation of the Four Saints, and the person who holds the seal can temporarily control the Great Formation, but there is a prerequisite for that, that is, the real owner of the Great Formation of the Four Saints has not returned.

Apparently, that person came back.

……

Suzaku Street.

Changle rode on a white horse, stretched out his hands, breathed the air of Chang'an, felt the prosperity of Chang'an, and said with a smile: "Chang'an, we are back!"

Li Daoxuan was wearing a bamboo hat, holding a white horse in his hand, and his snow-blue Taoist robe fluttered, only his chin was exposed.

"Be quiet."

Chang Le was a little puzzled and said, "Master, why did we enter Chang'an quietly?"

"Because a teacher has to do one thing first."

"what's up?"

Li Daoxuan smiled at her, but instead of answering, he slapped his ass hard.

"Xiaotian, take her back to Xuandu Temple."

The white horse barked, indicating that he knew, and then quickly ran in the direction of Xuandu Temple, leaving the passers-by stunned and doubting their own ears.

How can a horse bark like a dog?

Li Daoxuan shook his head and laughed, he purposely turned Xiaotian into a white horse just to avoid attracting attention, good guy, it's even more attractive now.

"Xuanzang, you should go back to Xuandu to observe first."

Xuanzang clasped his hands together, didn't ask any further questions, just said: "Brother, be careful in everything."

After everyone left, Li Daoxuan looked in the direction of the palace with a trace of solemnity in his eyes.

Master Sanle gave him three gifts before he passed away, one is the three-five sword that cuts evil males and females, one is Mo Luo's life, and the other is a secret hidden in this Taiji Palace.

The reason why he went to the city in disguise was also to avoid scaring the snake.

With a sudden transformation, Li Daoxuan turned into a sparrow, flapped his wings and flew into the imperial city, heading towards the harem.

Although there are bad people patrolling the palace, and even Wang Bo, Zhu Rong, and Dianmu are stationed at the yin and god realm, but they never imagined that their own national teacher would sneak into the palace quietly.

Only Yuan Tiangang, who was playing chess with Li Shimin, had a sudden whim, and he felt a little hazy, but he couldn't figure out what it was.

72 changes are the great supernatural powers recorded in "Eight Nine Mysteries", which can change everything in the world and avoid three disasters and nine disasters. Even a Yangshen monk like Yuan Tiangang is hard to see through.

Lizheng Hall, where Empress Changsun lives.

In addition to the guards with extraordinary martial arts skills, there are bad people hiding in the dark all around, which can be said to be watertight.

A bad guy pulled the bowstring and aimed at the flying sparrow.

He naturally didn't see through Li Daoxuan's 72 changes, but the old black mountain demon once turned into a crow and came to the palace, kidnapped the queen's soul, and almost killed the queen twice.

If it wasn't for the national teacher to turn the tide, they might all be buried.

From that day on, they learned their lesson, even the flying birds had to be shot!
However, before he had time to draw the bow, the sparrow shook and dropped countless flea-like sleepy bugs, which got into the ears of the guards, eunuchs and maids in the palace.

wow~
In the blink of an eye, these people turned around, even bad people with cultivation bases, without any exception.

Li Daoxuan recovered his real body, stepped into the palace calmly, and came to the inner room.

The future Emperor Gaozong Li Zhi, also the man who single-handedly created the Empress Wu Zetian, was lying in swaddling clothes, staring at the roof, and the wet nurses and maids on both sides were already asleep.

When he saw Li Daoxuan, he let out a crisp laugh, and stretched out his small palm, as if to hug him.

Li Daoxuan also smiled slightly, his calm voice was like thunder.

"Moro, we meet again."

Xiao Li Zhi blinked his eyes, let out a childish and clear laughter, and kept beating his hands in the air, matching his pink face, making people fall in love.

Li Daoxuan stretched out his hand and made a move.

"Sword Four, Slash Evil!"

Clang!
The Slaying Evil Sword flew out of the sword box, the sound was like a dragon's chant, it hovered over Xiao Li Zhi's head, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the center of his eyebrows.

"Moro, are you familiar with this sword?"

Xiao Li Zhi seemed to be terrified, his dark eyes were terrified, and he let out a loud cry.

But no one came in because they were all fast asleep.

Li Daoxuan's eyes were indifferent, and he stretched out his hand to hold the handle of Zhanxie sword, without any hesitation, he stabbed fiercely at Xiao Li Zhi!
……

Snapped!
The chess piece in Li Shimin's hand fell and rolled onto the chessboard.

He frowned slightly, always feeling an inexplicable palpitation.

The matter in Luoyang is over, could it be that there is something wrong with Yinshan, and the Turkic army has changed?

Should be unlikely.

"Tai Chong has completely wiped out the Moro Sect in Luoyang. From now on, there will be no internal troubles in my Tang Dynasty. I only need to cultivate for three to five years to greatly increase my national strength and catch up with the Turks!"

Li Shimin's eyes were filled with excitement. He had sufficient confidence in governing the country. If it hadn't been for Moluo's troubled wind and rain these years, Datang would not have developed so slowly.

Maybe it won't be long before he can get rid of the shame of the Weishui Alliance!

Raise your military prestige in a foreign land, and open a prosperous world to bring peace!
"The National Teacher is indeed a genius. Your Majesty has it, just like King Wen met Jiang Shang, Liu Bang met Zhang Liang, but..."

Yuan Tiangang hesitated for a moment, but remembered Li Daoxuan's life-saving grace, so he continued.

"As a bad commander, I shouldn't have been involved in political affairs, but I heard that these days, many ministers in the court, headed by Zhao Guogong, are impeaching the state teacher for arbitrariness, too much power, and even... no majesty .”

Li Shimin narrowed his eyes slightly.

Yuan Tiangang sighed: "As a cultivator, I know the horror of Mo Luo. The national teacher risked his life to fight for the Tang Dynasty. If he still suffers slander behind his back, I'm afraid it will be... chilling."

Li Shimin showed a sneer, and said: "Do you really think those people are complaining for the eldest grandson Quan Xi?"

"Fart, keep saying it's for the country, but they are actually afraid, afraid that the flying sword will cut off their heads someday!"

As a national teacher, Li Daoxuan is in charge of Zhelong. He has a high position and authority, and he is not included in the power system of the three provinces and six ministries of the imperial court. He is not restricted by any means. It is really special.

In the past, he didn't interfere in politics, and he didn't interact with any officials, which was reassuring, but this time Ling Chi's grandson Quanxi showed his sharpness, which undoubtedly made some people feel uneasy.

"Your Majesty, do you need to restrain the authority of the national teacher?"

Li Shimin dropped a son, his voice was calm and powerful.

"No, I trust him."

……

The Zhanxie sword slammed down fiercely, even though no mana was instilled, it still cut iron like mud, blew short hair, and pierced the bed board directly.

Li Zhi disappeared.

Li Daoxuan raised his head, and saw that Li Zhi's small body was surrounded by black mist, hanging upside down on the beam of the house, staring at him with an extremely cold and vicious expression.

"Master Sanle really didn't lie to me."

Li Daoxuan stared at Li Zhi whose appearance changed drastically, and slowly rolled up his sleeves.

On that day, Master Sanle told him that on the day when Empress Zhangsun lost her soul during childbirth, Mo Luo had invaded the fetus in her womb with a trace of true spirit.

This is a hidden game. If Li Zhi can become the emperor in the future, Mo Luo will be able to control Datang quietly.

At that time, Li Daoxuan still found it unbelievable, but after careful consideration, he discovered a key point that he had missed.

That day, the Black Mountain old demon kidnapped the queen's soul, and was going to use it to blackmail Li Shimin. If that's the case, why didn't he also kidnap Li Zhi's soul?
At that time, Li Zhi was about to be born, already had a soul, and was in the weakest state because of the death of his mother.

The Montenegro old demon can kidnap the queen and prince at the same time with just a flick of a finger, but he didn't touch Li Zhi.

Because he knew that the leader Mo Luo was quietly giving birth to that little life in his womb...

"Sanle dog thief, ruin my big business!"

Li Zhi's nails became sharp and long, like sharp blades. He put the nails on his neck and threatened: "Li Daoxuan, if you force Li Shimin's son to death, what do you think he will think?"

Li Daoxuan smiled slightly, and said, "Moro, Moro, you overestimate yourself."

It's sizzling!

With a flash of thunder, a slender hand pinned Li Zhi's neck, almost knocking him into the wall.

The cyan thunder roamed around his limbs, making him unable to gather any strength.

"Now you are not the body with the body of the Demon Buddha, but just a trace of residual spirit. How dare you threaten me?"

Li Daoxuan raised his other hand and slapped him hard several times.

"Only you are worthy of scolding Master Sanle?"

Li Zhi was a little stunned by the beating, every slap of Li Daoxuan carried personal grievances, mixed with thunder, as if the palm of the hand with supernatural powers thundered.

After a while, Li Zhi's entire face was swollen, his whole body was paralyzed by the electric light, foaming at the mouth, and his limbs twitched continuously.

Li Daoxuan finally let go of him, and then held the Zhanxie sword, and pointed the blade between his eyebrows.

yah~
The sound of roasting meat sounded in the air, streams of black smoke were forced out by Zhanxie sword, faintly gathered into the figure of Mo Luo, and rushed towards Li Daoxuan as if they were all dead.

The phantom of Qinglian bloomed, the brilliance was brilliant, and the charm was full, easily blocking Mo Luo's dying counterattack.

You don't even need to cast the Golden Light Mantra.

Apart from the fact that Qinglian Baoyi is a top-grade spiritual treasure, the most important thing is that what is possessed in Li Zhi's body is only a trace of Mo Luo's remnant spirit, which has not yet become a reality.

The hall fell silent.

Moro completely disappeared from this world, even the last trace was erased.

Li Daoxuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It's so dangerous, if it wasn't for Master Sanle's warning, I'm afraid Moro might be fooled by it. Although it's just a ghost, if Li Zhi becomes the emperor in the future, there's no guarantee that Moro will cause any disasters .

Cries sounded.

Little Li Zhi, who was beaten into a pig's head, looked at Li Daoxuan with teary eyes, and deep fear was buried in his young heart.

Moro's remnant spirit just lurked in his body and did not replace his consciousness, so he could perceive everything that just happened.

Including being beaten.

Li Daoxuan coughed, and used the magical power of wood to recover from his injuries, and then reached out to put his hand on the center of his eyebrows.

Xiao Li Zhi immediately fell into a coma, and when he woke up, he would forget about today's events.

"Next, we can return to Chang'an in an open and aboveboard manner."

"Then...by borrowing the power of Great Tang, cultivate to become an immortal!"

……

On July 21st of the second year of Zhenguan, Li Daoxuan, the national teacher, completely wiped out the Moluo religion in Luoyang, the eastern capital, and returned to Beijing after a great victory.

The three-day curfew in Chang'an was opened, the lights were brightly lit, and the whole country celebrated together, known as the city that never sleeps.

Since then, Datang has entered a relatively peaceful and stable stage, and the prosperous age of Zhenguan is gradually approaching.

Three days later, Chang'an City Gate.

Li Daoxuan refused the banquets of countless high-ranking officials and sons of kings and grandchildren. Wearing a bamboo hat and a gourd hanging from his waist, he arrived at the gate of the city at dawn, ready to see someone off.

In addition to him, Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng, the right-hand men of the two emperors, also came quietly.

A moment later, Xuanzang stepped out of the city gate in the morning light, holding the Buddhist treasured nine-ringed tin staff of Daxingshan Temple, wearing a brocade cassock, and carrying a purple gold bowl, heading towards the west.

Otherwise, alone, empty.

"Brother, Daoist Yuan and Daoist Li, you don't need to persuade me anymore, I've made up my mind."

Seeing Li Daoxuan and the others, although Xuanzang was a little surprised, his voice was as firm as ever.

In the past few days, Li Daoxuan recommended Xuanzang to His Majesty. After talking with Xuanzang, Li Shimin appreciated it very much, so he sent Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng to continue to persuade Xuanzang to give up going west, and it is best to come out and become an official.

"Haha, Xuanzang, you are worrying too much. We are not here to persuade you this time."

Yuan Tiangang stepped forward and handed him the certificate of customs clearance, saying: "Your Majesty knows your intention to go west, and specially ordered the poor Taoist to deliver the certificate."

Li Chunfeng led the white horse forward and handed the reins to Xuanzang.

"The name of this horse is Bailong, which was chosen by the national teacher himself. It is an immortal horse selected by His Majesty. He said that the journey to the west is difficult. I hope this horse can help Xuanzang relieve his worries, and also help Tang Dynasty to see it." Look, the prosperity of the Western Regions."

"Your Majesty also said that when you come back, you will be able to see a new Tang Dynasty. At that time, he will talk with you at night by candlelight, and have a good chat about what you have seen in the west."

Xuanzang held the white horse in his hand and bowed in the direction of the Tai Chi Palace, thanking the emperor for his generous gift.

Li Daoxuan finally came up, he didn't say anything, but looked at Xuanzang now full of emotion.

When they first met in Yuzhang City, the young monk who had just reached his chest, now has a tall and straight figure, a calm demeanor, and has the air of an eminent monk.

The little monk who always followed behind him and called him big brother now has his own way. Even though he is about to part ways with him, Li Daoxuan is sincerely happy for him.

Under Xuanzang's slightly surprised eyes, Li Daoxuan did not bow to see him off as usual, but opened his arms and gave him a hug.

"Take care of yourself."

Although there were only two words, Xuanzang's heart trembled.

This parting, I don't know when we will see each other again, and it may be the last time for the two of them.

Xuanzang lowered his head so that his elder brother would not see his reddish eyes, and he rode a white horse towards the west.

After walking a hundred feet, he suddenly realized that there was something extra in his arms.

It was a kit, a magic weapon for storage. There were no fewer than thousands of Taoist talismans neatly stacked in it. In addition, there were also a variety of medicine bottles, and the functions were marked on them.

Rejuvenation, cultivation, healing...

Xuanzang turned around and looked, at the distant Chang'an city gate, there was still a figure standing vaguely, with a straight figure and fluttering green robe, standing there for a long time.

"drive!"

Xuanzang's voice was a little choked up, and the white dragon horse continued to travel westward. The brilliant sunlight shone on his body, like a colorful mural.

……

Turkic, somewhere in an underground cave.

Dozens of Han people were nailed to the wall with iron picks. There were gray-haired old people, three or four-year-old children with shofar braids, and even pregnant women with big bellies.

Without exception, they were all filled with iron nails, and the blood flowed down the wall continuously, finally converging into a mysterious and ancient circular pattern.

There is an ancient bronze box in the center of the pattern, which is full of rust and green copper everywhere.

Under the nourishment of the blood, the bronze box suddenly began to tremble, as if something wanted to escape from the box.

Seeing this scene, the Turkic High Priest clenched his fists, anticipating and nervous, as well as a trace of fear.

When he was a child, he strayed into this underground cave and came across this box. After observing the mysterious runes on the box, he stepped into the path of cultivation, and even promoted to Yang God, becoming the high priest of Turkic.

He always believed that there was a great god hidden in this box!

It's just that the box has remained silent until a few days ago, when it suddenly burst into light, and a thunderous roar could be faintly heard inside.

After a while, the trembling box became quiet again.

There was a hint of disappointment in the high priest's eyes.

However, at this moment, an ancient and vast consciousness came to his mind, conveying two sentences.

"Blood...more blood..."

"Juye... Dongping... Shanyang..."

The high priest was trembling with excitement, he finally heard the revelation from the gods, he guessed right, there is indeed a great existence hidden in this box!

What Li Daoxuan, what Longhu Mountain, and Tsing Yi Niangniang will all be wiped out and cease to exist!
Datang is doomed to be trampled on by the iron hooves of my Turkic warriors!
……

"Brother Li, you can't go!"

At the gate of Chang'an, Li Daoxuan grabbed Li Chunfeng's sleeve and said with a smile, "I have something to ask you."

Li Chunfeng touched his back subconsciously, and was relieved to find that there were no stickers.

He straightened his wrinkled sleeves and said, "What's the matter?"

"Help me figure out which places in our Tang Dynasty have the strongest energy of the Five Elements."

Li Chunfeng was a little surprised and said: "Didn't you learn the Ziwei Dou Shu, why don't you do the math yourself?"

"Hehe, I'm afraid that if I calculate too many secrets, my life will be lost."

Li Chunfeng: "..."

"In a word, do you want to help?"

"...No help."

"Brother Li, I heard that there was a man who was fixed at the gate of the city before and was swept by countless horse-drawn carriages. His body was covered in dust. Oh yes, there are also some horses who like to show respect everywhere..."

"I'm not a person who accepts any threats."

Li Chunfeng said lightly: "The main thing is this matter. I am also more interested in it. Tomorrow, you come to Qin Tianjian to ask me for the answer."

Li Daoxuan: "..."

Yuan Tiangang looked at the two of them and laughed.

The three of them entered Chang'an together and walked side by side, as if they were hidden in a magnificent picture scroll depicting all kinds of beings and the vicissitudes of the world, gradually disappearing in the early morning shouts of vendors and the smoke from Zhuque Street.

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(Volume III · Final) (End of this chapter)