I am the seventeenth prince

Chapter 85 Chapter 086
Potala Palace.

In the eyes of Tibetan Buddhists, a holy place that is sacred and inviolable is undergoing a heated discussion at this time.

The palace supported by huge wooden pillars has a magnificent momentum, and there are some old monks sitting on the futons.

Tantric, a well-known sect in the Central Plains.

"Chahante Moore, you all read the post he sent, what do you want to say?"

This generation of Panchen Lamas glanced at these lamas who had known each other for many years.

A beautiful yellow post was passed on to everyone on the field, and everyone browsed it.

"Panchen Lama, please be calm. We don't know much about this inscription. Why don't we summon the envoys of the Vajra Gate and listen to what this generation of fire worker Toutuo has to say about this Taoist from the Central Plains."

An old lama with Sanskrit embroidered all over his arms folded his palms together and recited a mantra.

Huo Gong Toutuo is the constant name given to the masters of the Vajra Gate by various forces in the grassland.

"Indeed, the Vajra Sect of the Western Regions had a very close relationship with Chahantemuer before, but later, due to the casualties of the disciples, there was a lot of conflict. He happened to be our candidate to judge the strength of Chahantemuer's side."

The fat old lama also agreed.

At this time, it has been almost a year since Chahantmur led the army back to the grassland, and half a year was spent on the road and competing with some small forces in the grassland.

It can be said to kill a bloody road.

Until the forces of all parties in the grassland knew that Chahantmur, who had returned from the Central Plains, might have weakened a lot, but it was by no means a bone to chew.

After showing a little bit of strength, the army took some time to find a small territory.

Threats and lures were resumed, and some small grassland forces that were still surrendering to the Golden Wolf Tent were recruited, and the momentum became more and more powerful.

After sorting out some internal contradictions and recuperating for a period of time, they officially showed their fangs.

While the grassland forces are still watching the situation, and before reaching an agreement, King Ruyang is going to follow Li Ye's strategy of pulling one side, fighting one side, and one side, and extending invitations to all parties.

"Well, go and call the messenger from the Vajra Gate."

The Panchen Lama gave orders to the little lama who was guarding the threshold.

"Gyatso, didn't you send someone to the Central Plains to inquire about Taoist Chong Ming, what specific news did you get?"

He then asked an old lama named Gyatso.

They didn't all rely on other people's news, and they also sent people to the Central Plains to inquire about various news, but because of the distance, it was inconvenient to send messages, and many news couldn't all be sent back from Feige.

Made two-handed preparations.

Gyatso recited a sentence with a somewhat respectful expression.

"Back to the Panchen Lama, there is indeed some news, but some are really shocking. Whether it is true or not is still open to question."

The Panchen Lama closed his head.

"Tell me first."

"Yes." Gyatso replied.

"The news is a bit short, and it touches on various aspects, one of which is particularly important to me, which should be enough for us to have a certain understanding of this Chong Ming.

There is a saying in Central Plains martial arts.

There are tens of millions of knives in the world, and there is a supreme among the knives. The rivers and lakes are ups and downs, and the master of the knives is ups and downs.

This is a saying that has been widely circulated in the Central Plains martial arts, and it has been emphatically marked in the spy reports, saying that it is marked as the number one master in the Central Plains, and he has never been killed by the sword. "

After finishing speaking, all the old lamas discussed in low voices.

"There are tens of millions of knives in the world, and there are supreme ones among the knives. The rivers and lakes are ups and downs, and the master of the knives is ups and downs."

"To make someone accept such remonstrance, the strength of this person is probably amazing."

"Although I don't want to talk about raising people's ambitions, there have always been many people in the Central Plains, and the base is there. We also have some understanding of the masters of the six major factions and Mingjiao, a force that has spread to the Western Regions.

Everyone has a bottom line.

The master of the sword, respected as the absolute master of the sword, this is not easy. "

"Indeed, but we can't be afraid of him just because of a word of advice, maybe"

"Never alive, very murderous!"

The concerns of each lama are different, but one thing is that they were surprised by this sentence.

Sword master!
As far as they know, whether it is the Central Plains or the grassland, it seems that no one has ever been called this way for so many years.

Under the guidance of the little lama, the envoys of the Vajra Gate stepped into the hall.

"I don't know what you want to say, the fire worker Tutuo of the noble family?"

King Kong gate station.

On a Gobi mountain, there are a series of rough and weird buildings, which faintly have the Zen mechanism of Buddhism and the evil of hell.

Law law.

The horse neighed, and Wang Baobao galloped across the grassland with a small troop of elite cavalry and Li Ye's three masters and apprentices.

The destination is directed at the martial arts faction known as the King Kong Gate.

As soon as they arrived at the foot of the mountain, they discovered from a distance that their Vajra Gate was guarding below under the leadership of this generation of Huogong Toutuo.

"Haha, Tuotuo Timur, long time no see, what's the purpose of coming to my place?"

Fireworker Toutuo said boldly.

He wished to chop Tuotuo Timur with a knife, because several outstanding disciples in his sect died because of his family, which caused his Vajra Sect to suffer a lot of losses, but he resisted the urge.

Out of the corner of his eye, he looked at Li Ye who was wearing a blue and white Taoist robe and tied with black cloth.

"It's a very simple matter, but our national teacher will announce it to you."

Tuotuo Timur, that is, Wang Baobao, was very humble and let Li Ye show off the limelight.

National Division?Shit of the national teacher, the Yuan court has been destroyed, if it weren't for the fact that you still retain some large troops, I would have killed you long ago, Huogong Toutuo said secretly in his heart.

Just as he was having interesting mental activities in his heart, quietly, the saber was on his waist.

Not only his saber, it should be said that all the sabers of the disciples following him were making crisp saber noises and trembling.

They seem to provide for the arrival of the master.

This kind of abnormality surprised the Fireworker Toutuo, those harsh words had long since disappeared, and he could only look at Li Ye with shocked eyes.

Sword master. At this moment, he fully understood that remonstrance.

"Surrender or destroy, choose one of the two." Li Ye concluded very calmly, which made the fire worker Toutuo feel the relentless pressure.

As soon as he finished speaking in Li Ye, he felt the heavy mountain of knives pressing hard on his spine from Li Ye, as if he wanted to break his spine.

Under the eyes of everyone, Fireworker Toutuo seemed to be under some kind of pressure, bending his spine and leg bones a little bit, as if prostrating.

"Sect Master?" All the disciples of the Vajra Sect were shocked and terrified, and they couldn't understand the pressure that Fireworker Toutuo was under.

"Talk out." A cold shout came from Li Ye's mouth.

Immediately, he no longer controlled his willpower, and let the saber spread like a huge wave, rushing towards Huogong Toutuo and the disciples behind him.

Bang bang bang.

The disciples of the Vajra Sect seemed to have no bones, and in the next second they knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Li Ye.

Occasionally, one or two people couldn't bear the pressure, lost their vitality one after another, and died.

"If you don't reply, there will be no need for the Vajra Gate to exist anymore, and all souls will return to Jiuquan, nineteen and eight."

Li Ye counted down again.

The sound falling on Huogong Toutuo was like an evil ghost urging his life, and every number was a note urging him to fall to destruction in the Vajra Gate.

"drop."

Fireworker Toutuo's voice was full of frustration, and as soon as the words fell, he knelt down on the ground like a disciple behind him, as if offering his life's dignity.

This power, personal strength has reached Li Ye's level, I am afraid it is a new apex, but fortunately my sister is also his disciple, and got his true biography, otherwise, my father and I would not even be able to sleep. The oppressive Li Ye.

My heart is full of emotions.

Although it's not the first time I've seen it, every time I see it, I can't help being afraid of this power.

His eyes looked at Zhao Min who was standing with the knife in his arms, the colder and frostier Zhao Min was, and there was more hope in his heart.

PS: There are five updates today.

(End of this chapter)