I have a book of salvation

In the fifth realm, there are so many supernatural beings that it is difficult to list them all.

But don't look at Yu Xiaoyu's bragging to Yu Chen, saying that losing his head doesn't have any impact.

But in fact, it is anything but.

Whether it is the fourth realm or the fifth realm, to put it bluntly, they are still human beings!

Since it is a human being, the head is one of the most important parts. If it disappears all of a sudden, how can it have no impact at all?

Although Yu Youyu said it lightly, only she knew how serious her injuries were after losing her head.

It's serious, but at this moment, the dignified fifth-level monk can only exert a fighting power that is comparable to that of a god, and he can't even defeat this bastard!

The classics she practices are the three major veins of Yin Death in the Yama Holy Land. She is innately in need of endless and rich nourishment of Yin Death Qi - just like ordinary energy refiners need the energy of heaven and earth.

It's a pity that in this world, people have different paths, and the underworld is invisible. Therefore, even if the classics are peerless, the talent is outstanding, and the clever woman can't make a meal without straw.

Especially since she was seriously injured and lost her head. If she wanted to fully recover, she would have to wait until the end of the Year of the Monkey if she only relied on the aura of death from the Tomb of No Return.

But now, an opportunity stood before her.

A gravekeeper who connects the two realms of yin and yang, the pure aura of yin and death all over his body is so strong that Yu Xiaoyu can't even imagine it!

Such temptation is extremely fatal.

Even if he becomes the opponent's subordinate, it seems that such humiliating behavior for Yama Saint Maiden is intolerable?

So, Yu Xiaoyu was silent for a long time, and finally seemed to have convinced himself and stood up.

The previous sullenness and panic had all dissipated, replaced by a delicate and sweet voice, "Brother, please give me your advice in the future!"

After saying that, he put his hands on Yu Chen's shoulders and dangled his bare neck in front of him.

After Yu Chen knew that this was a mouth-high monster, he stopped hiding and directly stretched out his arms to hug the waist.

The young fish trembled immediately and stepped back like a rabbit, but still said unforgivingly, "Hurry up!"

After saying that, it turned into a black smoke and went into the ground.

Yu Chen felt the silky smoothness on his hands and curled his lips.

She's very coquettish and coquettish, but she refuses even if she comes.

Seeing this, Shitou didn't see the twists and turns between the two of them, and said, "Master, be careful! Dad said that the more beautiful a woman is, the more she will lie to others!"

Before Yu Chen could say anything, the young fish that had just escaped from the ground came out again and said teasingly: "Hey, silly big man, do you admit that I am beautiful?"

Shitou's face froze and he cursed: "Bah! Big breasts and no brains!"

One thing.

Shitou went to clean up the cemetery.

The old man, the Literary Saint, sighed and sighed, saying that he never expected that the fifth realm that the national master had been chasing all his life was hiding under the nose of the capital.

He also said that this woman was really a goblin. If she were placed in the Daxia court, she would be a disaster for the country and the people.

Yu Chen sat down in the room and let out a long breath.

With a helper like Yu Youyu, he is one step closer to his wish to kill the national master.

Next, he will continue to fulfill his last wish, and Yu Xiaoyu will slowly return to his realm.

When the time is right, rush into the capital and take the head of the national master!

At the same time, the Imperial Master, whose head was being considered, had no consciousness at all.

At this moment, in the middle of the night, the Daxia Palace.

In the Jinluan Hall, with bright lights, you can see dragons coiling around the pillars and cranes arching the steps. They are solemn and majestic, fully displaying the majesty of the real dragon emperor.

There are three people in the main hall.

Just looking at the throne, there is a tall man in his fifties who is disheveled, with disheveled hair, and red lip marks on his cheeks and neck. It seems that he has just done what he did.

In the entire Daxia, whoever can sit on the throne of the emperor has his or her identity self-evident.

——The current sage, Emperor Qiyuan.

But at this moment, His Majesty, the most powerful person among thousands of people, was looking helplessly at the two people under the hall.

An old man with gray hair and a stooped figure, wearing glazed white robes and holding a green wood unicorn staff;

The other one is younger, probably in his forties, with a fair face and no beard. He is wearing a dark purple crane official uniform, a crown of virtue on his head, and a goldfish bag around his waist.

At this moment, the two of them were looking at each other. Although they didn't speak, there was an unabashed and strong smell of gunpowder between them.

"Is it this late at night that the two beauties came into the palace late at night just to let me see you glaring at me?"

The man in the palace sighed and broke the silence while wiping the red lip marks on his body.

Under the hall, the Imperial Master and Prime Minister Song stopped looking at each other and quickly knelt down to ask for your Majesty's forgiveness.

Then he sat up and explained his purpose.

"It has been more than a month since the Jiangzhou incident occurred. I sent three division supervisors from Zhantian Division and several sub-inspectors to investigate and repair the National Fortune Formation. However, there are still no clues about the mystery of Jiangzhou's disappearance."

After the national master stood up, he said respectfully: "There is news from Mobei that His Majesty's nephew, veteran minister and beloved disciple, His Highness Shenwu King Zhou Yue has been confirmed to have disappeared, and seems to have disappeared with Jiangzhou. Your Majesty... my condolences."

"Zhou Yue..." Emperor Qiyuan sighed, seemingly sadly.

He looked at the purple-robed prime minister and said, "Song Aiqing, what do you think?"

"Your Majesty, I have no clues about what happened in Jiangzhou - that big state, including the people and the land, disappeared out of thin air and left no clues."

Prime Minister Song shook his head, glanced at the imperial advisor on the side, and said: "Dan Chen's investigation found that before Jiangzhou Shenyin, there were eighteen imperial court stations on the official road from Jiangzhou to the capital. Officials once said, A messenger from the Jinling government in Jiangzhou stopped at the post station, saying that there was important news coming to the capital."

After a pause, Prime Minister Song shook his head gently: "But in the end, until Jiangzhou completely disappeared, the capital did not receive any news."

"Oh? Is there anything else?" Emperor Qiyuan frowned.

"Your Majesty, don't worry. I will find out who intercepted the messenger from Jinling." The Imperial Master handed over his hand.

"The Imperial Preceptor Zhan Tiansi is in charge of extraordinary matters. Now the disappearance of the messenger is still unknown. Why is the Imperial Preceptor so anxious?"

Prime Minister Song didn't wait for Emperor Qi Yuan to speak, and asked directly: "Could it be that the Imperial Master already knew that a certain Qi practitioner had intercepted the messenger from Jinling?"

"Prime Minister Song's words are too pedantic."

Facing Prime Minister Song's questioning, the Imperial Master did not panic at all. The old god said: "I and Prime Minister Song are both ministers. They should serve the country and the people and share the worries of Your Majesty. No matter whether it is extraordinary or ordinary things, we should do our best. Try your best and give your best.”

Song Xiang glanced at him and stopped talking.

Turning to Emperor Qi Yuan: "Your Majesty, the Jiangzhou incident has not been investigated, so we will put it aside for the time being. However, the dragons cannot be leaderless, and the border gates cannot be without generals. The Shenwu King Zhou Yue is missing, and the next Mobei general should be elected as soon as possible to control the border gates. , I think that Pang Long, the deputy general of King Shenwu, can be entrusted with the important task."

"Your Majesty, what Prime Minister Song said is flawed."

The two of them seemed not to give Emperor Qi Yuan a chance to speak at all. As soon as Song Xiang finished saying that he wanted to push his own man Pang Long to the position of General Mobei, the Imperial Master immediately shook his head.

"Although Pang Long has sufficient qualifications, he is old and has no outstanding military exploits, so it is difficult to convince the public. In the opinion of the veterans, Wei Qing, who followed the Shenwu King Zhou Yue in the north and south, is more suitable for being entrusted with important tasks."

"Wei Qing? Is he the supervisor of Zhantiansi who was forced into the army by the Imperial Preceptor?" Song Xiang sneered: "The Imperial Preceptor is so ambitious, is it possible that he would extend Zhantiansi's hand into the desert?" Can the Northern Army succeed?"

"Wei Qing can't do it, and Pang Long himself can't do it." The imperial masters argued with each other and refused to give in. "As far as I know, Pang Long became a disciple of the rebellious Li Huan in his early years. Now that Li Huan has committed a serious crime, Pang Long has become your majesty without even being seated. How can I be entrusted with such a big responsibility? Or... is Prime Minister Song colluding with Li Huanhang and plotting something wrong?"

"..."

You come and go, the two of them are quarreling with each other, and all kinds of shit basins are being thrown at each other crazily.

Although there is no filthy talk among the people in the market, the two of you saying that I am seizing power and the other is treason are much more vicious than those slanderous remarks.

Emperor Qiyuan was probably used to the two people fighting each other, and finally sighed and said that the demon clan was weak now, and the matter of border generals would be discussed later.

This ended the night.

The Imperial Master and the Prime Minister of Song Dynasty had to go back to their respective homes.

In the end, no result was reached - about the candidate for Mobei's next general.

Both wanted to put their own people in.

But the emperor is not stupid. Although it seems that he didn't say a few words in the night court, he still didn't make a decision, letting the two of them keep going around while he sat firmly in the clouds.

In the inner city of the capital, on a black carriage.

Song Xiang's face was expressionless, and sitting next to him was a young man in his teens, with clear eyes. Although he was young, the fact that he was able to sit in the same car as a dignified Xia Xiang and Song Xiang showed that he was not a simple person.

"Teacher, Your Majesty is too gentle."

After listening to Song Dynasty's narration about the court, the young man sighed: "It is said that in the era when the students were not born, His Majesty was extremely domineering and uncompromising. How did it become like this now?"

Prime Minister Song glanced at him and said, "Zi Qiu, which one do you think is more difficult to serve, His Majesty back then or Your Majesty now?"

The young man known as Ziqiu was stunned and almost blurted out, "Of course it's your Majesty back then. I heard that the overbearing Majesty wanted to behead him if he disagreed with me. It's terrible!"

When Prime Minister Song heard this, he smiled.

"Too stupid."

"The domineering Majesty back then was actually easier to deal with, because at that time, he was too domineering and too dictatorial, so he was the teacher and the national teacher, and Li Huan and the princes in the court and the court were fighting against him. It's a conflict between a monarch and his ministers. Even if he is your Majesty, he has to consider the direction of the entire court. "

"At that time, although the monarchs and ministers were quarreling and refusing to give in, the whole of Daxia was full of vitality and moving in a good direction."

"But now, this seemingly incompetent and mediocre Majesty has brought the contradiction under the court - I don't know when, the conflicts between the three saints of Great Xia gradually emerged, and the Gonggun princes were also divided into several factions. The internal fighting among each other consumes energy and makes the whole Great Xia stagnate, but His Majesty himself is content to sit back and relax. "

"This is...the emperor's inner magic."

The young man was also alert and understood the meaning of Xiang Song's words at once.

To put it simply, His Majesty used to be unparalleled in his domineering style, but because of his overly authoritarian style, he was resisted by the entire court, and he was subject to various criticisms at every turn.

But at this moment, His Majesty used softness to overcome strength, allowing the ministers in the court to fight openly and secretly among themselves, while he himself was sitting high in the clouds, watching the tigers from the mountain.

"It's so true."

The young man known as Ziqiu clicked his tongue in admiration, and suddenly asked: "Then why has His Majesty changed like this?"

"Who knows?"

Prime Minister Song shook his head, "I only know that fifteen years ago, after an ancestor worship, His Majesty became like this - everyone in the court said that during the ancestor worship, the late emperor passed down the law and the emperor's mind. "

There is another chapter being reviewed, it may have to wait a while