Yaoyue, when did I have a husband?

"Zhu'er, who was sacrificed to refine Jingyuan, completely annihilated?!"

"There is not even a trace of remnant soul essence left, can't enter reincarnation forever?!"

"Who dares to scheme against my Taoist incense?!"

Between the words, there was a strange coldness in the vicissitudes of life.

It's just this sense of coldness, seemingly quiet and doing nothing.

But upon closer inspection, there is a hint of the true meaning of the Supreme Nirvana of Taoism.

The Taoist sat quietly on the futon, meditating in silence for a while.

Then slowly stretched out a long, skinny finger, a cool and quiet light slowly flowed out from the fingertips, twined into two clear lights, and flew up to the sky above the Dao Palace.

Then, the two beams of clear light merged and merged together, creating a phantom shadow of yin and yang.

The old Taoist sighed softly, and slowly raised his eyes to look over the Taoist palace.

The Tai Chi phantom was watched by the Taoist's two quiet eyes.

The two yin and yang Taiji fish slowly began to flow and rotate as if they were called by the imperial order.

Black and white, yin and yang flow faster and faster, and the phantom gradually transforms into a chaotic area.

Looking from the bottom up, it looks like a long river of time that contains many fragments of the past.

The old Taoist's eyes were quiet, and he stared intently for a moment, and his expression that had been peaceful for thousands of years suddenly became serious.

"Beizhou Pangyou, there is another martial artist??"

"Wufu..."

The old Taoist muttered and repeated, doubts flashed in the vicissitudes of the old eyes, thinking, dignified.

"But why can't Pindao deduce this person's identity, birthday, fortune, fortune..."

"Could it be that this person is also a person of humanity and good fortune like that woman in Youzhou before?"

"The way of humanity is slim, the way of heaven is boundless..."

"The matter of the northern border, the fate of humanity is suddenly difficult to find..."

"Could it be that those people behind me intervene??"

Boom... The old man raised his dry hand slightly and let out a chuckle, dispersing the shadow of Tai Chi in the sky above.

"Hehe, what Master said is good..."

"Those in the first battle of the ancient times are really not reconciled!"

"Forget it, Pindao will continue to play with you..."

"Although Zhu'er has been refined into a divine soul, the impact on the general situation is not too great..."

"It's time for Pindao to beat that kid Mingde..."

The cold and flat voice fell.

In front of the Taoist who was sitting upright on the futon, a ghostly figure suddenly appeared.

Then, an ethereal and quiet sound echoed throughout the entire Qingming Mountain from the golden roof of Qingming Dao Palace.

"Xuan Qing, Ling Xiao, where are you?"

"Master..."

"Go to the capital with Pindao..."

"Yes, Master!"

Then I saw three figures of light on the golden roof of the Dao Palace, heading towards the north of Dazhen Capital City with the sword and riding the wind.

Here, following the departure of the three figures, whispered discussions started in the large and small caves and palaces of Qingming Mountain.

"Is something serious going on?"

"Master, why did the old man suddenly leave the customs?"

"I do not know..."

"However, seeing that the old man, Master, suddenly left the customs and summoned two uncles to go to the capital..."

"It should be something big happened to Dazhen..."

"It should be, but it shouldn't be..."

"Isn't there that Martial God Wufu guarding the northern border of Dazhen..."

"The monster clan of Nanzhou, and the Buddhist kingdom of the Western Regions have our Qingming Mountain as the governor..."

"Over the eastern waters, there is endless..."

"Although there are wise aquarium spirits, most of them dare not come to Zuzhou to make trouble..."

"Is there any other major event that can alarm Master and the old man to go out of the customs in person..."

"No, no, no..."

"The aura of that figure just now was erratic, it seems to be just a wisp of soul of Master and his old man, Master should still be in retreat..."

"Oh, that's it, then it should be fine..."

"Master is the Grand Master of Zuzhou Dazhen, and it is also appropriate to share a ray of Yuanshen to the capital of Dazhen..."

"Exactly..."

"I heard from the brothers who have been to the capital that in the National Temple of Dazhen Capital, Emperor Mingde cast a golden body for Master..."

"You know, apart from the royal family, the Master of Dazhenzu Temple is still No. 1..."

"It makes sense, it makes sense..."

"That's okay, let's practice quickly..."

"Wan Yao Kingdom has been quiet for the past few decades, and it's not normal, and I don't know what they're messing with..."

"Maybe something will happen after a while..."

"Haha, it's good to do things..."

"Pindao hasn't dealt with little goblins for decades..."

"It's better to do something, let Pindao just sharpen his sword..."

"Hey, brother..."

"Looks like Master was right in asking you to copy the Sutra of Inaction for Three Years last time..."

"You know what..."

"Brother is using goblins to sharpen their hearts, and to save them by the way..."

"Also, in those three years, the senior brother didn't copy any nonsense inaction scriptures at all..."

"Brother found an ancient double-cultivation technique and studied it for three years..."

"..."

...

Dazhen, the capital city.

The imperial palace, the Great Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Emperor Mingde is in the early court with all the civil and military officials.

At this time, outside the palace gate, three figures in black Taoist robes suddenly fell...National teacher? !

Suddenly thinking of the conspiracy in the northern border, Dang even retreated from the early court and welcomed the three of them into the inner hall.

Inner hall, living pavilion.

Under the service of the court ladies, Emperor Mingde took off his court robe and put on a red gown.

Afterwards, all the eunuchs and maids were waved out before stepping into the inner hall.

"When did the national teacher leave the customs?"

"Your Majesty, is this just a strand of Primordial Spirit avatar of Pindao?"

"It will take two years for the true body of the poor Taoist priest to pass the test..."

"Oh...the national teacher came to the capital suddenly, why didn't he say hello in advance?"

"But what happened?"

Emperor Mingde has thick eyebrows and big eyes, a jade face and long beard, and a round and full heavenly court. He was born with the appearance of a noble emperor.

On the old way's side, he heard Emperor Mingde's words that went straight to the point, and glanced at the two disciples behind him.

"Xuan Qing, Ling Xiao, you two go to wait outside the hall..."

"Pindao and the emperor have something to talk about, so don't let anyone approach and disturb you..."

"Yes, Master!"

The two formed Tai Chi Yin and Yang seals with their left and right hands, saluted respectfully, and then retreated.

When the two of them withdrew and walked away, only Emperor Mingde remained in the inner hall.

The old Taoist's complexion instantly sank, looked at the middle-aged emperor in front of him, and said with emotion in a cold voice:

"Your Majesty, there has been a major change in the affairs of the northern border. Zhao Zhu was sacrificed by human blood to refine his body and spirit..."

"Nation... National teacher, what did you say?"

Hearing Lao Dao's words, Mingde Emperor Longyan was shocked and furious.

Chapter 361

"Nation... National teacher, what did you say?!"

Hearing the old Taoist's words, Emperor Mingde was shocked and unbelievable.

And when he saw the solemn and gloomy Taoist in front of him, he didn't seem to be joking.

Instantly believing that this was indeed true, Long Yan couldn't help but be furious, his tone of voice was stunned and resentful.

"Who is the national teacher? Who dares to do this? Who can do it?!"

"Pound you!!"

This middle-aged emperor had an excellent appearance and was born with the air of an emperor.

At this moment, his eyes are tearing apart, and his face is ferocious.

Although he and King Beiyou were just brothers whom he made friends with during his travels in the rivers and lakes in the early years, they had no blood relationship at all.

But for some reason, Mingming is very mysterious, but the position of this sworn brother in his heart is extremely important.

Not only is it far more important than the blood-related princes in the royal family, it is even more important than the princes and princesses under his knees.

How can he not be angry when he is so destroyed by human blood sacrifice? ?

"Pound you!!"

"I will send troops to destroy your witch race at all costs!"

"No, I will personally conquer and attack your Chongbei City!"

"Chop off your head, the heads of all your witch-human clansmen, and use this blood to sacrifice my brother!"

"Your Majesty, don't calm down first, restrain yourself!"

The old Taoist glanced at the middle-aged emperor, looked thoughtful, and said coldly:

"Zu'er was refined by a human blood sacrifice, and he naturally participated in it..."

"But in this matter, Pindao guesses that he is just a small character..."

"Huh? What does the national teacher mean by this?"

Emperor Mingde frowned slightly, keenly aware of something wrong.

"Before Pindao came here, he used the Yin-Yang Taiji seal to deduce it..."