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He counted with his fingers carelessly, not paying any attention to Master Taiyu's oppression.

He frowned: "Eh, no, there is something wrong with the Ninth Prince..."

While he was muttering to himself, Taiyu's face, which was supposed to take him down in one fell swoop, suddenly changed, and cold sweat started to flow from his temples.

The atmosphere was extremely weird for a moment.

King Luo said angrily: "What are you doing! My ninth brother doesn't know his safety, and the cauldron of luck falls into the hands of someone, and you are fighting among yourself in front of me!"

The Taoist priest who made Bu Guozi tremble and made Taiyu dare not say anything heard this roar, put down his calculation fingers, and smiled slightly: "Your Highness, don't be anxious, Ding will naturally be taken by those three black Taoists. He is now We are using the Dragon Veins to invite the army to cross the river."

One word shocked everyone.

No matter how calm he said it, he couldn't hide what these words revealed - Luoshui City was about to face a huge crisis.

And his attitude finally aroused questions from other Taoist priests who were familiar with him.

"Wangxu, why do you say such things?"

"By the way, the injury you suffered last time when you thought about your luck would have healed so quickly?"

"What's wrong with the real person?"

Amid the increasingly pressing questions, Bu Guozi bit her teeth that were chattering unconsciously and tightened her grip on the fly whisk.

"He, he -" Bu Guozi calmed himself down and shouted in a broken voice, "It's not Wang Xuzi!"

He is not Wang Xuzi!

Bu Guozi issued a magic spell.

Wang Xuzi looked back with a smile.

Bu Guozi shouted, "He is the national preceptor."

Wang Xuzi sighed softly.

The Taoist priests around him stood stunned in shock.

Wang Xuzi stretched out his palm.

King Luo was shocked and retreated.

Wang Xuzi pressed down lightly with his palm.

——Peng!

In the entire Star Picking Pavilion, all the Taoist priests except Master Taiyu bowed down, and all the non-Taoist priests except King Luo knelt down.

A large group of people were powerless to resist under the palm of the imperial master.

Master Taiyu finally fulfilled his suspicion and cleverly shouted: "Welcome to the Imperial Master!"

Master Taiyu actually felt strange when he saw the Jade Ruyi with terrifying speed. How could a mage like Wang Xuzi, who specializes in Qi-gazing, be able to control objects like that.

——That’s at least the power of a real person!

Just now, he used his Qi machine to target Wang Xuzi, but found that Wang Xuzi was unmoved.

And when he was shocked, he felt as if he was in an abyss, and his energy was completely swallowed up by the terrifying sea-like breath.

——He who is invincible to real people is naturally a heavenly master!

There are not many Dalintian masters, and almost all of them accompany the national masters in the royal capital.

Now, he knew who he was up against.

National Preceptor!

only.

Why did the Imperial Master leave the royal capital and come to Luoshui City!

This is also a question shared by everyone else present.

But questions remain questions. The Taoist priests present were all members of the Taoist sect who survived the great purge. They knew how terrifying the national master was, so they followed Master Taiyu one by one and shouted respectfully:

"Welcome the Imperial Master!"

After they finished shouting, they found that the pressure on their bodies disappeared, and they stood up and lowered their heads carefully.

Of all the people, only one person is still persisting - Bu Guozi.

Bu Guozi's inner hatred and anger at his own cowardice made him bear a lot of pressure.

Lin Xingtao's words echoed in his mind.

Lin Xingtao said that he felt that Xu Yunzi was not dead, and the reason was very funny. But Xu Yunzi may be dead, but the Imperial Master is not!

[The evil method of seizing a body is something that the National Preceptor Association will not do, but he will not do it. ] Bu Guozi hated herself for not thinking more about what she said.

The Imperial Master glanced at Bu Guozi lightly and praised him: "The descendant of the Zhengqing Sect really would rather die than surrender. No wonder he was almost wiped out."

As he spoke, he walked towards King Luo nonchalantly.

"Why did the Imperial Master come to Luoshui City?" King Luo may have known that he could not resist, but he was much more calm.

The Imperial Master admired his calm look, and then he cupped his hands and bowed in a respectful manner.

"Don't be afraid, Your Highness."

"I came here this time just for a major national event."

"The throne of Da Lin is empty and lacks a wise ruler who knows people well and can make decisive decisions."

"His Highness's previous decision is very satisfactory to me, and I am willing to help His Highness ascend to the throne."

"What do you think, Your Highness?"

The Imperial Master's words were gentle and kind, but Ling Mingyu knew that beneath that smiling face was cruelty and indifference that he could not refuse.

He didn't feel happy to be favored by the imperial master to be the emperor. He only felt that his dignity had been trampled on.

An outsider! While talking and laughing, he actually regarded the throne of the Ling family as something he could play with at will!

hateful!

He, Ling Mingyu, would not act like his third brother as a puppet in his palm!

but--

The situation forced Ling Mingyu to show a surprised expression and act as if he was willing to submit to the imperial master.

"What the Imperial Preceptor said is true! It's just..." He looked into the distance worriedly, "The rebels have invaded Luoshui City, and my ninth brother may fall into the hands of the enemy. It's better for the Imperial Preceptor to resolve these urgent matters first before discussing the affairs of the country. event?"

The Imperial Master watched his real acting skills quietly, then suddenly his eyebrows moved and he looked shocked.

There were two thunderbolts in the distance, which seemed to be warning those who lied.

"Your Highness, your ninth brother—just see for yourself!"

With a wave of his hand, everyone present saw that on the battlefield in the distance, Prince Da Linjiu, whom they had high hopes for, approached the rebel leader Zhang Kuangji.

The young man's face was pale, but he was not afraid.

Others heard him speak while admiring the Ninth Prince's grace and even feeling sorry for him.

——Like thunder on the ground, everyone's minds were buzzing.

Hold the prince hostage to rule the world!

"If you really want to serve the country and the people, you are willing to be insulted as a prince!" The national teacher clapped his hands and laughed.

As he laughed, a murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the national teacher.

The Ninth Prince, whose true or falsehood was unknown, had said something before: Hold the emperor hostage to control the princes!

The national teacher suddenly realized that this was exactly what he was thinking! The Ninth Prince made it clear!

Not only before, but he was also prepared to do this afterwards!

The throne had been vacant for three years. With his status as a national teacher, even if he held the emperor hostage, the emperor would not be left empty forever.

In order to better seize the country's destiny, he left the capital he controlled and found a man named Ling to be the puppet emperor.

He had chosen the Ninth Prince from the beginning - the one who was best controlled among the many princes who were living among the people.

So he used Xu Yunzi's clone to explore the place where the Ninth Prince was calculated to be, and after finding the target, he followed him all the way into Luoshui City.

It was just that the dragon vein appeared just now and the secret of heaven was leaked, so he realized that this Ninth Prince was not quite right.

After counting with his fingers, he found that there were two auras of the Ninth Prince. One was located in the Governor's Mansion of Dongling County, and the other was located in the south of Luoshui City.

Unable to guess whether he was fooled, the National Master was ready to change his plan -

Regardless of whether the one in the south was true or false, since he had joined the rebels, he deserved to die.

At worst, he could replace the puppet with another one, such as the one in the Governor's Mansion.

King Luo was not okay, he was restless.

The National Master had previously said that he was willing to help King Luo ascend the throne just to use the lord of Luoshui City to cast a spell.

He asked the King of Luo: "Your Highness is kindhearted, but do you think he did the right thing?"

"To betray the country to protect the people, is it bearing humiliation or--"

The King of Luo interrupted coldly: "As long as my ninth brother is alive, the country's fortune will not be destroyed, so it is naturally not treason."

The national teacher sighed and said: "No, Your Highness, the dragon spirits attract each other."

"If there are no other princes around the prince, the country's fortune will naturally melt, but if Your Highness dies, with a brother like you around, the fortune can be added to you."

He smiled and decided to add fuel to the fire. In front of everyone, the scene unfolded again.

I saw that nearly 10,000 people all knelt down to the rebels.

Many people shouted: "The King of Luo wants to kill us, we are no longer his people!"

"We are willing to follow your Highness to surrender to General Zhang!"

Surrender to the enemy! Voluntarily surrender to the enemy!

The King of Luo took a deep breath and his face flushed.

The anger rushed to the top of his head, making his thoughts confused.

On the one hand, he felt that this was his ninth brother's helpless act, and the people were just deceived, but on the other hand, he felt that he was betrayed!

Untouchables!

At the same time, a sentence kept echoing in his mind: [Good luck can be added to you. ]

The national teacher looked at the king of Luo with satisfaction as he lost his mind under his guidance, and then he frowned.

The picture suddenly interrupted, and it was Luoshui Hebo who made an effort to obstruct .

He took note of the nosy Luoshui Hebo in his heart, and then proposed to the king of Luo——

"Your Highness, Luoshui City is in danger, and the ninth prince was confused and joined the rebels. Although it is understandable, how can it be forgiven!" ⊙ Situ ⊙ Net ⊙ Document ⊙ Sharing ⊙ and ⊙ Online ⊙ Reading ⊙

"The army is about to attack the city, but the rest of the people loyal to your Highness will be slaughtered."

"I have a way to solve your urgent problem——"

"Speak quickly!" The king of Luo was extremely irritable.

"——It depends on whether Your Highness is willing to give it up."

Just like when he asked King Luo whether he was willing to exchange the lives of nearly 10,000 people for the safety of the Ninth Prince and the entire Luoshui City, the National Master came up with a shocking plan.

King Luo's breath trembled, and the National Master whispered in his ear: "The National Master can call the wind and rain, Your Highness, do you know that the army will be flooded?"

...

At this time, Lin Xingtao's momentum was rising steadily. The status of a prince was confusing the heavens and grabbing the country's destiny for himself.

Not only the status of a prince, he also has the Cauldron of Fortune, the Dragon Vein of Luoshui, and his own Dragon of Fortune.

The power of the Heavenly Master has surpassed.

He was inflated: What is Zhang Kuangji's true destiny of a star! He wants to be the National Master!

The author has something to say: Forget it, let the National Master pretend first, and then Tao Tao will pretend.

Tao Tao: I won't die easily!

Chapter 27 Fate and Destiny (Two Four)

Lin Xingtao is confronting thousands of soldiers and horses.

He was only a teenager of sixteen or seventeen, with messy black hair and blood on his clothes. He looked a little embarrassed.

However, in the eyes of the Xiling soldiers, he was like a fairy or a demon.

Like a fairy - his eyes were golden, his lips were smiling, and every move he made led the white mist around him, like a fairy.

Like a demon - he suppressed thousands of troops, swallowed up the mountains and rivers, and suppressed everyone present without saying a word.

The blue-purple dragon broke through the clouds and roamed in the sky. Its body was so huge that it could crush tens of thousands of people to death with just one dive.

The dragon's whiskers fluttered, and there was a long and loud dragon roar.

The forest was roaring, and the water was so calm.

The dormant dragon has been awakened, and a roar shook thousands of mountains!

Lin Xingtao stretched out his hand, and the dragon roared down, and all the soldiers were terrified.

The dragon swung its tail and stopped at Lin Xingtao's hand.

One man and one dragon turned their heads at the same time, and the vast clouds between heaven and earth were reflected in their shining eyes.

After a period of time that was almost impossible to look away -

Lin Xingtao wanted to continue to pose, but his Tianshi experience card was time-limited.

He could only stare at Zhang Kuangji and asked: "What should the general do?"

Under the gaze of two pairs of golden eyes, Zhang Kuang gritted his teeth: "Your Highness is really good at calculating, but the power of this heavenly master is an external force. Like those three black Taoists, they fell into the realm in just a moment. How long can you last!"

Lin Xingtao then stretched out his palms and put them together.

The terrifying aura surged layer by layer, so heavy that the air between heaven and earth was almost breathless.

"How long will it last? It's enough to kill you!"

The nearly ten thousand Xiling troops were speechless for a moment, and their weapons fell to the ground.

It was as if a big hand had grabbed their throats——

Life and death are all between Lin Xingtao's thoughts.

The evil spirit of the army was useless at this moment, and it was completely unable to stop Lin Xingtao's suppression.

This is not a simple power of a heavenly master. Because Lin Xingtao has the status of a prince, he can control the destiny of the country, which means -

Half-step national master!

Although the National Master is also a Celestial Master, he is specially recognized by the court and can control the destiny of the country and control the dragon veins further than other Celestial Masters.

Therefore, there is only one national master in a country, and this one national master can overwhelm all other heavenly masters.

Zhang Kuangji's mind changed rapidly, even though he knew that Lin Xing