Mysterious world, I can change my destiny

Chapter 330 Brothers of the Bai family, carrying thousands of miles of mountains and rivers on their shoulders

"If you fail to fight, will your Dao heart be broken? Zhenwushan's inner disciples are too fragile."

Ji Yuan took it seriously and shook his head with emotion.

It seems like a simple and innocent passerby, making a comment from the heart.

These words fell into the ears of Sun Zhao, who still had a sliver of sanity, but they seemed to add fuel to the fire.

The body that had fallen down suddenly twitched twice.

The fishy-sweet taste appeared in the throat again, and several mouthfuls of reverse blood spewed out one after another.

The remaining half of life energy is like a river flowing backwards, rushing into the internal organs.

Then, he kicked his legs, tilted his head, and passed out completely.

"You kid, you are really unreasonable.

For the sake of this king's face, it's fine to spare his life.

In case Zhenwushan's bull-nosed person will come to this king to complain about it after a while. "

Bai Xingchen calmed down and smiled softly.

After this battle qi defeat, Sun Zhao's Dao heart was severely damaged.

With the cultivation base of a whole body of skill, more than half of it was lost with the continuous gushing of blood.

Even if you keep this little life, you will have to fall from the third level of blood exchange to a lower level.

Moreover, the injuries of the internal organs can be carefully nursed by the great medicine.

But the blemish on the state of mind can hardly be recovered with any natural treasures.

In short, it's useless.

Thinking of this, His Royal Highness King Yan couldn't help shaking his head and said:

"This king originally thought that Wen Dou would not harm the peace, and that it would be appropriate to fight with swords and swords.

I never expected that you would turn an inner sect disciple of Zhenwu Mountain into a useless person.

This time, on the contrary, he has a deeper bond with Liang Zi from Zhenwu Mountain.

As expected of Ji Taisui from Beizhen Fusi, he can make enemies wherever he goes. "

Ji Yuan drooped his eyelids, gathered the rich golden light between his brows, and said lightly:
"His Highness witnessed the whole process, Daoist Sun is not as skilled as others, and he is very angry.

He lost the fight, but he still refused to accept it, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he got, that's why he ended up like this.

In the final analysis, I was still narrow-minded and lacked energy.

Is this also to be blamed on me? "

With his hands behind his back, Bai Xingchen turned around and walked out of the lobby, smiling slightly:
"You have a sharp tongue and a sharp tongue. When you go to Liaodong in the future, you will bump into those violent and domineering generals. Sooner or later, you will cause big trouble."

Ji Yuan was noncommittal, and let out a long breath.

The Great Imperial Court within his eyebrows has been completely stabilized.

The Nine-Aperture Stone Man lives on the central high platform, under which are six gods filled with nine-color brilliance.

They are Yuanzi, the clever god, Xuanfuhua, the god of hair, Zhong Zhong, the god of firming skin, Jiansheng, the god of eyes, Zhong Longyu, the god of nose, and Shi Liangzhi, the god of tongue.

These gods in the upper scene, with different colors on the surface, are as gorgeous as clouds, and they all bow their hands and bow respectfully.

It has to be said that the cultivation of the Great Imperial Court and the seeing of the human body and gods will bring a lot of benefits.

"Every god of body invited into the Great Imperial Court can provide benefits and bless oneself.

The three major dantians, the eight sceneries and 24 gods... all of them are seen, and the accumulation is so rich.

No wonder the disciples of Zhenwu Mountain, after stepping into the four realms, all of them are brave and diligent, and they are the best. "

Ji Yuan's thoughts were floating, and his mind was flickering.

For example, after the clever god felt Yuanzi condense.

He felt that every thought in the sea of ​​consciousness immediately became crystal clear.

Like a huge round diamond, it reveals a strong meaning of hardness and perfection.

In the past ten years, no matter how trivial and trivial, it has been firmly imprinted in my mind.

It can be extracted at any time and erased at any time.

There is also Fashen Xuanfuhua, which seems to be useless.

But as the saying goes, besides hair is blood, qi is the commander of blood.

Hair is the remaining qi of blood, if one can freely control the growth of hair strands, it will be equivalent to improving the ability to control qi and blood in disguise.

"Shangjing Iori, the ones that have helped me the most at present belong to the 'Neck Marrow God's Cover' and 'Body God Yilifu' that I have never seen before.

If the two gods of body and spirit are successfully condensed, the physique of the sinews and ribs can be further improved, and the background will be thickened. "

Ji Yuan felt a little regretful, if Sun Zhaodao wasn't so fragile, he would have persisted a little longer.

According to the full-level comprehension of the Nine-Aperture Stone Man, it is only necessary to grab more "Huang Ting Tong Nerve" running energy.

Perhaps it is possible to successfully deduce the method of seeing the last two body and gods.

Within the Sea of ​​Consciousness, the Map of the Emperor's Way of Heaven trembled, outlining several lines of ancient and clumsy handwriting.

【Loyal walker】

【You complete a wonderful performance】

[The arrogant demeanor that crushes the audience]

【Win the attention of the blood god】

[Please choose any of the following gifts or blessings]

【Millennium Demon Tiger Spirit】

【Blood Pill】

[Join the Rock Legion, follow the Empress (Centurion)]

"Does this need more thought?"

Ji Yuan glanced at three different gifts and blessings, and without thinking, he chose the first one, the spirit of the thousand-year-old demon tiger.

His purple fate [Crown of Heroes] can provide eight blood-refining black soldiers.

One of them, the Great Limit Saber, requires a demon tiger spirit, a spirit spirit of evil ways above rank six.

The gift of the blood god just came in handy.

The second bloody pill is considered tasteless.

Ji Yuan is now promoted to Qianhu, and he is backed by Heilongtai.

There is no shortage of ordinary martial arts resources.

You can spend meritorious service by yourself and exchange it at will.

As for the third thing, join some rock army and follow the emperor.

It seems that the risk is very high, and the disadvantages outweigh the advantages.

Ji Yuan was sober from beginning to end, adhering to one principle.

To pull the blood god's wool, he will do his part.

But it is wishful thinking to charge the blood god.

"A mere centurion wants me to surrender, which is somewhat contemptuous."

Ji Yuan coldly glanced at the rickety Green Lin Haoxiong, and cursed in his heart.

"What are you going to do with this happy forest?"

Bai Xingchen stood at the door of Fengmanlou, and stepped over Gongsun He's rickety body that had been split in half.

"Pull it out."

Ji Yuan said decisively.

"The Golden Hook Square will not be kept either."

Bai Xingchen nodded, seemingly approving, and asked again:

"How to deal with the aftermath?"

Ji Yuan shook his head and said calmly:

"I happen to know a supervisor of Tenglong Peak. He has a good character. I can rest assured that I will entrust it to him."

Bai Xingchen's eyes flickered, and he said lightly:
"People's hearts are changeable, and a mere supervisor may not stand the test of prosperity and wealth.

In three to five years, when you come back, maybe this place will be no different from this time. "

Ji Yuan pursed his lips, pulled out a very thin line, and replied coldly:
"Your Highness, I just see injustices on the road, so why bother so much.

In three to five years, people's hearts will change, and Cheng Liang will become a local snake like Sun Tao and Sun Lue, so what?
It's nothing more than killing him and helping another person.

At least, Dragon Snake Mountain had a stable life for three to five years, didn't it?

Just like a flood is raging, with my own strength, I can save dozens of lives if I survive.

How to provide disaster relief, how to rebuild, and how to accommodate displaced people.

These should not be done by me, should not be thought by me. "

Bai Xingchen was slightly taken aback, and frowned slightly.

After one or two breaths, it slowly stretched out, nodded and said:
"That's right, hahaha, Ji Jiulang, you speak very well.

Since ancient times, only in his position can he seek his own government.

Even though the sky is collapsing and the earth is sinking, the flood is raging.

It's not my turn to take you to turn the tide. "

Bai Xingchen laughed out loud suddenly, the sound wave rolled, piercing through the stone and cracking the cloud.

He looked at the overwhelming snowstorm, and seemed to realize something.

Without waiting for Ji Yuan, he left alone.

His Royal Highness King Yan thought that when he was very young, the sage touched his head and said something earnestly.

"Since our Bai family is sitting in the world, we have Jing Chao thousands of miles of rivers and mountains on our shoulders. We hope that both you and your eldest brother can hold on."

Bai Xingchen was strolling in the courtyard, but he crossed the mountains in a few blinks and came to Tenglong Peak. He thought to himself:
"On the shoulders of a young man, what bears are the grassland warblers and the breeze and bright moon,

But the crown prince and the vassal king are responsible for the country and the country.

Brother Huang can hold on, so why should I carry it. "

A black-clothed monk riding a blood-striped tiger approached at some point.

Putting his palms together and hanging the rosary, he lowered his head and said:

"Your Highness..."

"Monk, don't talk too much."

Bai Xingchen seemed to know what the black-clothed monk Daoguang was going to say, he waved his hand and interrupted:
"This king has just made up his mind, this is the last time in this life to go to Beijing.

Say goodbye to mother, and tell the emperor a few words of truth.

After getting together with the third and fourth sons, they returned to the frontier to open up three thousand miles of land for the great scene. "

The monk in black with drooping eyelids pinched his rosary, and said in a deep voice:

"Your Highness, the poor monk only asks one question, please allow me."

Bai Xingchen looked at the majestic mountains winding like a giant dragon, and sighed softly:
"You say, you ask."

He knew that this monk was stubborn, and he would not give up unless he made it clear.

The black-clothed monk named Daoguang raised his head and said loudly:
"Actually, they're all repeating old tunes, and they've been talking about boring things in Prince Yan's mansion for a long time.

When the poor monk deduced the general trend, he once said,
Even though His Royal Highness and the Prince have a deep brotherhood and do not trust each other.

If ten or 20 years later, the sage fails to attack the supernatural powers, or he may not be able to retreat.

Dajing lost this white jade pillar that supported the sky, and set up the purple golden beam of the sea.

It was logical for the prince to ascend the throne.

According to the decision of the East Palace, it is inevitable that the military power of the Nine Frontiers will be withdrawn externally, and the government will be reorganized internally.

At this time, how should His Highness deal with himself?
Well, take another step back, even if the crown prince relies heavily on King Yan.

Cut the frontier army alone, don't move your highness, and live in peace with each other.

But His Highness can be classified as the Grandmaster of the Five Realms, and he can live at least two hundred years.

The prince is only in four realms, and he works day and night.

If you die and the grandson of the emperor succeeds to the throne, what will he think of you, the uncle of the emperor?

Garrisoned at the border, with heavy troops in his hands, grand prestige, and superior force... Can he not be afraid? "

Bai Xingchen closed his eyes, as if he turned a deaf ear, never heard.

The black-clothed monk held down the huge head of the blood-striped tiger, and continued:
"To change the situation, if the sage succeeds in breaking through with supernatural powers, he will become No. 3000 in this new history in the past 1 years.

Sweep away the remnants of the nine borders, transform the barbarians outside, each open up three thousand miles of land, and set up a great cause!
The crown prince failed to succeed to the throne, but there are still emperors and grandchildren... As long as the rules of setting up the eldest son and setting up the throne remain the same, as long as His Highness does not show the carriage and horses to show that he is taking the throne, he will fight for it.

The throne of the supreme being in the world will never fall into his hands voluntarily.

At the beginning, when the sage established the vassal king, it was the remnants of a hundred barbarians who were lingering on their last legs, and the barbarians who turned into foreigners were staring at them.

Only then did His Highness, King Huai, and King Ning be entrusted to important places.

His Highness knows how to command troops, so he asked for orders to go to the frontier.

King Huai went to the North Sea, and King Ning settled in the south of the Yangtze River.

The crown prince is aware of the joints, so he mainly treats the vassal kings with generosity, and never takes too much precaution.

But what about the emperor's grandson?Can he stand a few uncles who are separated from each other?
Will he... cut down the feudal clan?
Your Highness doesn't argue at this time, what will happen when that day comes?
Accumulating strength now is nothing but seizing the heir.

If the grandson of the emperor really succeeds to the throne and seeks great things again, it will be called... rebellion! "

Bai Xingchen's face sank like water, the black-clothed monk told him such a long speech on the first day he stepped into Prince Yan's mansion.

They sat facing each other, with a chessboard in between, discussing the situation in the Jing Dynasty and the situation in the world.

"After talking, what does the monk want to ask?"

After a long silence, Bai Xingchen never wavered.

The monk in black thought he had a brilliant tongue and sharp words.

Arguing with the abbot of Huangjue Temple, and teaching the Dharma with fellow disciples of Tianjie Temple, he never lost the wind.

But in front of His Highness King Yan, who is as determined as a great mountain, he is powerless every time.

"Who made His Highness completely make up his mind?"

The black-clothed monk Daoguang asked with a rosary.

"That Qianhu from Fusi in Beizhen, Ji Jiulang.

He is also a young hero who is trusted by the emperor's brother, and his martial arts talent is quite outstanding. "

Bai Xingchen's tone was light, his eyes were as calm as an ancient well.

"This king has been competitive all his life, and never thought that he would lose to anyone, even the emperor's brother.

So when you enter the Palace of King Yan, when you declare your interests and discuss important matters,
This king did not kill you on the spot, but stayed by his side.

Regarding seizing the heir, he did have some thoughts, thinking that if the sage failed, the king would help the emperor to subdue the courtiers and calm down the turmoil.

The sage stepped into the sixth heaven and ruled Xuanzhou. This king no longer needs to guard the frontier, so he can fight for it.

But this time when he returned to Beijing, the king thought a lot. If he really seized the heir, he would have his own family's blood on his hands.

Do you have the face to see your mother and the saint in the future?

What's more, it is even more worthless to turn brothers against each other for the sake of an unborn grandson of the emperor.

When I was a teenager, this king went out to roam the rivers and lakes, determined to be a hero who would draw his sword to help when the road was uneven.

At that time, on the shoulders of this king, there were joyful grievances and riding a horse and wielding a sword.

But what about Brother Huang?He was established as a prince at the age of nine, and began to participate in military and political affairs at the age of 12.

At the age of 22, he entered the East Palace. Later, the saint retreated and entrusted the full power of supervising the country.

In other words, Brother Huang has always been concerned with the important affairs of his family and country.

Monk, before I became a king in my life, it was like drinking strong wine.

After becoming a king, it is the joy of riding a big horse and drawing a strong bow.

Not bad.

The flood is raging, and I only need to save one place and millions of people.

But Brother Huang must save the world, save hundreds of millions of people.

He has carried this heavy burden for so many years.

The supreme throne should belong to him, and I have no reason to grab it. "

The black-clothed monk Daoguang was silent, and he could feel Bai Xingchen's determination.

If you continue to persuade, I'm afraid the two will have a rift.

Even, he would be killed directly here.

Daoguang, a monk in black, had no doubt that His Highness King Yan could do such a thing.

The other party's temperament is different from that of the prince because of this.

If Bai Xingchen wanted to kill someone, he would do so simply and swiftly.

However, Bai Hanzhang followed the rules and overwhelmed him with great momentum.

Of these two brothers, one is domineering and the other is king.

They are all real dragons!

"If I had known this, I shouldn't have agreed to His Highness to go to Dragon Snake Mountain."

Daoguang, a monk in black, seemed helpless, sighed, shook his head and said.

With his murderous triangular eyes, he looked down at the deep valley below the Tenglong Peak.

I thought in my heart, people are not as good as heaven, calling a scorpion will ruin my big event!

(End of this chapter)