Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

Is Chen Ziyu really here?
How dare she?

At this moment, Zan Xiruo was frightened out of his drunken state.

Crazy woman, really a crazy woman. As the emperor of the underworld, she ignored the ancient rules, directly suppressed a country, and openly interfered in human affairs!

Isn't she afraid of being punished by God for acting so domineeringly?

Seeing that the Yin soldiers were about to attack, Zan Xiruo roared angrily and said: "Chen Ziyu, do you really dare to destroy my country of Tubo?"

Chen Ziyu looked down at him and said lightly: "Why, don't you understand the language of the world?"

Zan Xiruo laughed angrily and said: "Since ancient times, there has been a separation between yin and yang. As a ghost emperor, don't you even understand this rule? Aren't you afraid of Tian Tiao?"

"Heaven..."

Chen Ziyu looked at him like a fool.

"The sky is gone, is the law of heaven still useful?"

Praise is like being suffocated.

"I once ordered the underworld not to interfere in human affairs. It was not because of ancient rules, but because I was too lazy to care."

There was a trace of disdain in her voice. She really looked down on those bastards in the world. The so-called emperors, generals and ministers only lived for a few decades.

If you have that spare time, you might as well practice more in seclusion so that you can help your husband in the future.

It's a pity that some people want to take advantage of the underworld, and in the end they want to use the rules of the underworld to restrain her. It's really ridiculous.

What your husband said is right. The underworld is newly established. If you want to completely establish your prestige, you need to use iron-blooded methods to scare Xiaoxiao all over the world.

In this era where the weak eat the strong and gods and Buddhas disappear, the words of the strong are the biggest rules.

Just like the reason why the Heavenly Rules can be implemented in the Three Realms, it is not because it is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, but because the people who formulate the Heavenly Rules have the right to speak.

Follow your words and cover the sky with one hand.

She believed that after this battle, no one in the world would dare to have any idea of ​​​​the underworld.

With a wave of his jade hand, hundreds of thousands of Yin soldiers descended to the earth, and the world was filled with the sound of ghosts crying and gods howling. Luoxue City suddenly suffered a disaster that had never happened in a thousand years.

The Tubo soldiers lined up to fight and formed a battle formation. The impact of military energy could kill the evil ghosts, but unfortunately, there were too many Yin soldiers.

Endless, like a torrential wave, one after another, without any pain, without fear of death, the roar can make people dizzy, and the more powerful ones can even directly attach to the Tibetan soldiers, and then slash with the sword. to other Tibetan soldiers.

These Yin soldiers have underworld records and are bound to the souls of the underworld. Even if they die in battle, their souls will be resurrected in the underworld, but it will take a certain amount of time.

In addition, they can ride the wind and have some magic skills, so their combat power is naturally far superior to that of ordinary soldiers.

In less than a moment, Luoxue City was lost.

Tubo's national power was limited, and most of its soldiers were taken away by Qin Ling. There were less than [-] soldiers left in the royal city at the moment. How could they defend themselves against the attack of [-] immortal Yin soldiers?

For a time, the Tubo army was defeated like a mountain and retreated steadily.

The Yin soldiers have already entered the center of the royal city, with rivers of blood flowing and ghostly aura rising to the sky.

Fortunately, Chen Ziyu had ordered in advance that only the Tubo soldiers would be killed and civilians would not be harmed. Moreover, even the soldiers would no longer kill once they dropped their weapons and surrendered.

At Li Daoxuan's suggestion, she also specially set up many ghosts to monitor the army. Once any evil soldiers tried to harm the people, the supervisors would immediately tear them into pieces as a warning to others.

"It's over, it's over!"

Zan Xiruo's face was pale, looking at the terrifying scene of thousands of ghosts walking at night, her legs were trembling, showing a look of despair.

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw. He quickly looked behind him and begged: "Fellow immortals, please save me——"

The sound stopped abruptly.

Because just now the house was full of guests and friends, and many strange people who were proud of their abilities, now the building is empty, no one is there anymore!
All escaped...

The moment Chen Ziyu appeared, the expressions of this group of strangers changed drastically, they quietly used their magical powers and escaped secretly.

They also didn't expect that the Underworld Emperor would be so domineering, completely disregarding the ancient rules, and he would attack a hundred thousand Yin soldiers to destroy a country!
This kind of courage...can't be offended, not at all.

At this moment, some people are even scolding Zan Xiruo. They are all stupid pigs who think they are smart. Who told you to provoke the underworld?

I told you a long time ago that that woman is a cruel person, but she didn’t listen.

However, it is easier to go up the mountain than to go down. It is not that simple for these people to escape.

Chen Ziyu's cold eyes were as cold as the moon, and a flawless blue light rippled between her fingers. The phoenix carved on it was lifelike, and the phoenix could be faintly heard.

Jasper Escape Sky Hairpin!
She flicked her fingers, and the hosta flew vertically and horizontally like a streak of blue lightning, turning into a divine bird, fluttering its wings to the sky, looking down at the world with her eyes, perceiving everything clearly and understanding everything.

Whether it's flying in the sky, swimming in the water, or burrowing in the earth, nothing can hide it from the eyes of the divine bird.

There was a phoenix cry, and the blue light was like lightning.

First, a dozen monks fell like rain from the clouds, and then countless red lotuses floated in the water. A closer look revealed that they were not red lotuses, but monks burned by karma fire.

Those monks who used the art of escaping from the earth suffered the worst, being directly squeezed into flesh by the power of the earth's veins.

"Demon girl, die!"

Only the old man in the Yangshen realm did not escape. Instead, he used the art of invisibility to come to Chen Ziyu and launched a brazen attack.

He knew in his heart that escaping would only lead to death. It was better to take the initiative to attack. Even if he died, he would tear off a piece of flesh from his enemy!
He burned all his essence and blood without hesitation, and his cultivation soared to the peak of Yangshen. He formed seals with his hands, and dense black runes appeared on his body, which looked extremely evil.

However, Chen Ziyu didn't even look at him, and just rode quietly on the white jade snow dragon colt.

A breeze blew by, blowing down a strand of her hair.

The crystal-clear hair had a faint luster under the moonlight, and slipped from the Yangshen monk's neck as lightly as nothing.

He stood blankly in the air, his eyes gradually blurred, and the runes on his body quickly faded.
Pfft!
His head fell in the wind, and the cut was as smooth as a mirror. If anyone looked at it with Dharma eyes, they would find that it was not only his head that was cut off by the hair, but also his soul.

A black hair kills the Yang God!

"Vulnerable."

Chen Ziyu was a little disappointed. Fortunately, she had put on armor specially for this expedition.

She lowered her eyes and looked at Luoche City, trying to find the person named Ming Chongyan. Her husband seemed to be very concerned about this person, but it was a pity that she couldn't see him after looking all over the city.

At this moment, a roar suddenly sounded.

It was a lucky dragon, originally a python. After swallowing the Heavenly Dragon of the Tang Dynasty, it gave birth to dragon horns and was transforming into a divine dragon. Now it felt the national calamity of Tubo and made its final resistance.

It roared, and its huge body flew towards Chen Ziyu. Its eyes were like the sun and the moon, staring closely at the red clothed man.

Obviously, only by defeating this man can we hope to save Tubo.

Chen Ziyu finally gained some interest, her eyes sparkled, and she pulled the reins. The white jade snow dragon colt neighed, and flew towards the dragon with its feet stepping on the moonlight.

Under the full moon, this scene is extremely impactful.

Dressed in red, the man and horse are as thin as dust, but the dragon in the cloud is a hundred feet long, with a head as big as a mountain, and even one of its scales is larger than that of the man and the horse.

However, I don't know why, the red clothes are as bright as fire, and the power is like a king, the flowing black hair, and the cold eyes all give people a great sense of oppression.

But there seemed to be a hint of timidity in the eyes of the majestic dragon.

……

In Songzhou City, Li Daoxuan opened his heavenly eyes, scanned the sky, and scanned the whole state. Finally, he closed his heavenly eyes and frowned slightly.There was no sign of Ming Chongyan.

As if this person had received some kind of warning, he disappeared without a trace before Xue Rengui returned to the world of the world. He ran to no one knows where.

When Li Daoxuan covered the sky with one hand, he deliberately exposed his flaws in an attempt to lure the other party to take action, but now it seems that he has really run away.

Where will this person go?The royal city of Tubo?

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly heard a dragon roar and saw a destiny dragon flying east towards Chang'an.

It looked a lot sluggish, and its size had become a little smaller, but its eyes were extremely excited, as if it had finally seen the light of day again after a disaster.

Seeing this scene, Li Daoxuan smiled slightly.

He knew that Sister Yu's side was done, the Tubo King had fallen, and even the luck dragon that represented the country's destiny had been killed by her.

A python swallows a Heavenly Dragon, just like a greedy snake swallows an elephant. Even though it successfully swallowed the Great Tang Heavenly Dragon with the help of the formation, it was still unable to fully digest it for a while.

As Sister Yu killed the dragon and destroyed the country, Tubo's luck dissipated, and the remaining luck of the Tang Dynasty naturally broke out and was reborn.

Although the body size is much smaller, if the emperor works hard in the future and creates a prosperous age, his luck will gradually increase.

Tianlong also saw Li Daoxuan. It let out a friendly dragon roar and kept flying around him. It was extremely obedient. The dragon's mouth opened and a piece of paper and half a ring-shaped jade pendant fell down.

Above is Sister Yu's handwriting.

"There is no Ming Chongyan in Tubo."

"But Zan Xiruo's soul said that this was the jade pendant that Ming Chongyan once wore. After the two made a covenant, Ming Chongyan gave him half of the jade pendant as a token."

Obviously, Ming Chongyan had a delicate mind. This was to prevent anyone from pretending to be him or Zan Xiruo through the art of transformation. Only when the two jade pendants match each other can the identity of each other be determined.

But because of this, a tiny flaw was revealed.

Li Daoxuan showed a smile and secretly praised in his heart, my wife is amazing!
He put away the note and jade pendant, patted its head, and then Tianlong reluctantly flew around for several times, and finally headed towards the east.

It must return to its position as soon as possible, sit in the imperial capital, and protect the country.

If the luck is stable, the weather will be smooth, the harvest will be plentiful, and the people will be happy.

Li Daoxuan sat in the sky and whistled into the distance. The sound was sharp and had a unique frequency. It was condensed and spread far away.

About half an hour later, the clouds and mist in the distance suddenly rolled, and a black lightning struck, shattering the sea of ​​clouds, like a hurricane, incredibly fast.

boom!
The black figure slammed into Li Daoxuan's arms, his voice was hoarse and tears were pouring down his face.

"Wang Wang!"

"Master, it's been 42 years. It's been 42 years. I thought you had forgotten Xiaotian..."

"42 years, do you know how I spent these 42 years?"

Its voice was very aggrieved, and it covered its chest with its paws, looking very heartbroken.

Li Daoxuan smiled slightly and stretched out his hand to make calculations.

"In that case, let me calculate how you lived."

Xiaotian's sad expression suddenly froze, and his eyes rolled.

At this moment, it remembered many beautiful names, such as Little Red, Little Yellow, Little Blue, Little Green, Little Purple, Little Heizi...

Later, because there were too many female dogs in the harem, they were simply called by numbers.

How can one be so happy?
It coughed, quickly put on a flattering look, and said with a smile: "Master, you have just come out of seclusion. Your legs must be hurt from sitting for a long time. How about Xiaotian giving you a hammer on your legs?"

It pinched its little paws, beat Li Daoxuan's legs rhythmically, and waggled its tail rapidly.

Li Dao

"Help me find the monk."

Xiaotian stood up on his legs, patted his chest and said, "Okay, I'll wrap it up on Xiaotian. If I can't find it, it's up to you to do whatever you want!"

Li Daoxuan looked at the sullen look on its face, smiled faintly, and said something lightly.

"Okay, if I can't find it, I'll hunt you down."

Xiaotian suddenly felt as if he was struck by lightning, his tail stood up, and his hair stood on end.

Without that thing, what's the point of a dog's life?
Search, search desperately!

As long as you can't find death, you will find death!
……

Luoyang, at the foot of the White Horse Temple, beside the Wuming River, in front of two tombs.

A handsome monk sat cross-legged in front of the tomb. The wooden tombstone had become decayed and blurred over the years, but he could accurately recognize the handwriting on it.

The tomb of Master Sanle.

The grave of his wife Xiaotang.

This was carved by his own hands back then. Now that decades have passed, the surroundings remain the same, but the tomb has become more dilapidated and the grass is gone.

Xuanzang did not come here to see the scripture after he got it back, because he knew that what the Master really cared about was whether he could spread Mahayana Buddhism as soon as possible and save all sentient beings.

It would be the best consolation for Master if he completed the translation of the Mahayana Sutra as soon as possible.

Xuanzang was silent for a moment, and then took out a shabby, ancient scripture from his arms. It seemed to be moldy, and even the words on the cover could not be read clearly.

But he seemed extremely cautious, even more cautious than holding the Buddha's bone relic.

Looking at this scripture, Xuanzang's eyes were very complicated, including confusion, sadness, doubt, and even a hint of despair.

It's like faith collapsed.

"Master, my disciple no longer knows what is right..."

"Buddha...does it really need to exist?"

"Master, can you tell me what should I do?"

Xuanzang, the holy monk who was already famous all over the world and a pilgrim who had returned from the Western Heaven, was as helpless as a child at this moment, with tears in his eyes.

At this moment, a voice sounded faintly.

"Holy monk, your master is dead, but I can tell you the answer."

Every word he spoke was astonishing.

"Tao is a thief, Buddha is a demon!"

"Neither gods nor Buddhas should exist between heaven and earth!"

The moonlight illuminated his figure.

Wearing a Taoist robe, holding a feather fan, and wearing a star crown on his head, he has an elegant face, handsome temperament, and graceful demeanor. Only his eyes are not illuminated by the moonlight and are still hidden in the dark.

The leader of the Meihua Internal Guard, the owner of the Three Books of Heaven, Earth and Humanity - Ming Chongyan!

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