Mysterious World, I Can Change My Destiny

"Good! Very good! Bald donkeys should be killed!"

Yang Hong laughed in anger, and the violent energy emanating from his body evoked the heavenly phenomena.

It seems like a large cloud of dark clouds is swirling, engulfing the last trace of the blood-colored setting sun.

For a while, there was a terrifying illusion that the heaven and the earth were upside down, and the sun and the moon had no light.

Even the monk Xuanming, who was very close, had to puff up his inner anger and stick to his Zen thoughts, for fear of being dragged into the looming exterior world.

"This gentleman asked for his own retirement, and the next court did not ask about the world for more than ten years.

After finally coming out of the mountain, he encountered repeated obstacles.

Old monk, what martial arts realm do you dare to come over to court death?

Could it be that he really thinks that I can't kill anyone without a knife? ! "

The three hundred elite cavalry were all killed and wounded, and the grandfather of the country seemed to be indifferent.

He put one hand in front of his knee and pressed the seat with the other, his eyes blazing fiercely.

It's like a wicked tiger lying on a large post, intending to choose someone to devour.

boom!

The jade carriage fell heavily!

Instantly shake the mountain!

The eight "Lifu" who had made great changes in blood were relieved and quickly backed away.

They were just as if they were shouldering the great mountains, they were struggling, and they were almost overwhelmed.

If you continue to persevere, I am afraid that you will be crushed to pieces.

After all, I want to be promoted to the realm of the master.

It must first undergo internal and external training, through the service of Qi and pulse, and reach the threshold of blood exchange.

Then wash the marrow and cut the bones, condense the real qi, and open up the interior scene.

In the end, he rebelled against the innate, and made his own body fit the heaven and the earth, and his heart has been enlightened.

That seemingly normal flesh and blood body, in fact, has undergone many trials and tribulations, and it has long been forged like divine iron.

Boom!

Yang Hong suddenly exerted his strength, the skeleton that stretched the membrane hummed and the tendons pulled, more than ten thousand jins of strength!

I saw the jade chariot smashed into the ground, and the smoke and dust rose up like a curtain.

Four layers of red satin and bead curtains swayed violently.

As if being hit by the invisible impact of the rolling waves.

Under the pressure of strong breath.

Chi Chi Chi!

One after another cracking sound!

The red satin is torn, the bead curtain shattered!

Showing the burly stature as majestic as the Great Mountain!

A burly old man over eighty years old, dressed in brocade, with white hair and a golden crown.

The waist is straight and straight, like a spear stabbing straight.

Although it can be seen that he is very old and wrinkled, it is almost old age.

But the body is as delicate as jade, and the eyebrows and eyes are like a knife and an axe, which is extremely profound.

All over the body, there is an unparalleled domineering and domineering.

It gives people a terrifying feeling that if anyone dares to disobey a little bit, their heads will fall to the ground in the next moment.

"Your Highness, you have to forgive people and forgive them.

That guest of yours has done a lot of evil, and it is his own fault, and it is not a pity to die.

Before Lao Na left the city, he had saved the dead for him, so as not to become a ghost.

This counts as two Qings, what does the grandfather think? "

The killing monk said calmly.

"The thief and bald donkey is really good at speaking, and it will destroy its body and destroy its soul, so fresh and refined.

Then, when I unscrew the head of the mud-legged Liaodong, ask the monk of Huangjue Temple to hold a water and land dojo for him for a month, what do you think! ? "

Yang Hong raised his eyelids, and a blue-black vertical eye condensed between his brows.

The suffocating qi surged, and the hole slowly opened, as if there was a splendid divine flower inside.

The viscous air waves in all directions seemed to be involved, roaring and vibrating, making huge crackling noises.

"Grandpa Guo is so aggressive, that's all.

The old man has broken the killing ring today, just in time to learn the tactics of the military! "

The face of the killing monk trembled, and when he heard Yang Hong humiliating and his apprentice, his heart was also unnamed.

He raised his head abruptly, a pair of turbid old eyes shone with two groups of bright light, and shimmering flames floated out!

The originally slightly hunched waist slowly straightened, and the body was decrepit and aged.

It seems to be inflated, becoming mighty and tall, revealing a majestic breath like a vast ocean.

Boundless, unfathomable!

"It turned out to be a grandmaster, and he became a dharma body! No wonder he was so daring and stopped the bus!"

Yang Hong couldn't stop sneering, a little bit of seriousness, but the murderous intention in his chest became more blazing.

How about the master?

He didn't kill too much!

"The Buddhist master of Xiuyehu Chan... such a master, no matter if he is placed in the Southern Sect or the Northern Sect, should not be a nameless person.

Who will it be? "

Monk Xuanming looked at the skinny old monk with a little doubt in his eyes.

Only by training the body horizontally, the three hundred elite cavalry under Liang Guogong's command can be forcibly shaken, causing the Jiaoma to break its hooves and exchange blood to die.

Throughout the ten-direction jungle of Zen Buddhism, there are not many people who meet the conditions.

Could it be...

He searched his heart and was suddenly startled.

Thinking of the old news of the Hanging Temple, Master Yinkong of his own temple once used the power of ten dragons and ten elephants to debate the Dharma with a group of monks.

In the end there is no winner!

According to legend, the man's robe was torn, a pair of straw sandals, and he held a copper bowl...

Isn't that the person in front of you?

"This gentleman has cultivated his body for so long, and everyone in the world has almost forgotten the sound of the thunderous rushing sound of the Great Liang Dragon Rider!"

Duke Liang suddenly got up, and the thick fur coat wrapped around him fell down.

The costumes were shaking, the momentum was strong, and there was no sign of old illness at all.

hum!

within tens of miles.

Suddenly a dragon roar sounded.

Just like a stone falling on a flat lake.

Startled a large share of invisible ripples.

"This... natal thing! Not good!"

The monk Xuanming, who was sitting on the jade chariot, widened his eyes, and a look of astonishment appeared on his face.

The palms flapped, and the whole person rose into the air, and the monk's robe swayed like a ball.

Like a big bird with wings, it swept backwards.

At the same time, the place where he was seated seemed to be swept by an invisible air machine.

Chi chi chi, like the strings of a harp plucked tightly and then loosened.

Incomparably sharp cutting meaning, cut out several dazzling cracks.

If this passed the body, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Gun here!"

Yang Hong's blood was surging, shaking like the ocean, shaking the sky.

Spread your five fingers and grab it out of thin air.

The blue-black suffocating aura between the eyebrows, as if the eyes were opened, shot out a charismatic divine flower.

If there is spirituality, it condenses and takes shape in the palm of your hand.

"It's really a big gun with a dragon head! The grandfather of the country is really on fire!

The power of a grandmaster and the benefits of a magic weapon, if the two add up, the old monk is afraid it will be worse! "

Xuan Ming performed the big move movement technique of the Hanging Temple, and instantly flashed several feet.

Dangerous and dangerous, avoid the confrontation between the two masters, and avoid the fate of being turned into flesh.

Just now with a startled glance, he vaguely saw a dark, dark golden light.

It must be Duke Liang's famous weapon, that bloody dragon-headed spear!

Qin Tianjian's magic weapon list, once commented on the world's four magic guns.

Liang Guogong Yang Hong's dragon-headed spear is the most powerful and fierce.

Coupled with the "ten-horizon" killing method that is respected in the battlefield, it is known as "the tyrant has no limit, and the enemy is a thousand troops"!

When it comes to fame, it is even better than Tan Wenying's "Suo Han Tian Gang", Yue Guan Chan's "Five Hooks and God Fei", and Ao's wife's "Rainstorm Pear Blossom".

It's a real killing technique!

"The thief, the bald donkey, thinks that it is not bad to cast the Dharma Body King Kong, so he can block the way."

When Yang Hong held the dragon-headed spear that had been in existence for decades, the situation between the sky and the earth changed, and there was a hint of iron cavalry protruding from the sword and gunshot.

"In the past years, the esoteric master enshrined by the Baiman Dynasty, Bansariel.

He called himself a "Flesh Bodhisattva" and threatened that once the Dharma Realm of the Vajra Womb was opened, no martial arts in the world could harm it.

If I don't believe it, I will use the military force to form a soldier's shape, pick and kill him with a single shot, and step into a bloody mud. "

As soon as Duke Liang said these words, his whole body was like a torrent rolled up into stormy waves.

The surface of the jade body is lingering with divine light, and the blood is like a river hitting the shore.

Turn into a brilliant red glow, illuminating half of the sky!

It's like a big sun gushing out!

It was twilight that shrouded the four fields, but there was a round of scorching sun rising in the east.

What a spectacle!

"The grand master's aura... Taking the celestial phenomena as a vision! The grandfather of the country cultivated the Six-Yang True Astral, and his skills are already consummate."

Monk Xuan Ming retreated again and again, avoiding the scorching aura of burning all things.

He was very excited, the two grandmasters fought at the peak, which was a great opportunity.

"So fierce, so fierce! Why did it start! It's so dangerous outside!

I can't come out easily in the future, it's safer to stay by the master's side! "

The sapphire lion riding the demonic wind landed on the top of the hill in the distance, shrugging its neck to watch the battle secretly.

Looking from a distance, the sky is divided into two sides.

One is Buddha's light, and the other is bloody.

The two sides each occupy half of the country, confronting each other and roaring.

"Bansaril's vajra womb, without vajra heart, destroys all afflictions,

Second, there is no foetus in possession of the Dharma, and it is only a false name to capture and uphold the path of enlightenment.

The old man is not talented, and he is willing to use his golden body of six feet and a circle in the Dharma Realm to teach the military elite to block ten moves! "

The killing monk's complexion changed, his body was no waves in the ancient well, and the Dharmakaya King Ming was angry.

Standing on the ground, it looks like a vast golden body sitting cross-legged in the void!

He raised one hand, held the bowl as if to beg for alms, and opened his mouth to sing a verse:

"Those who come have no ancestors, those who leave have no Buddhas, all living beings are confused and persistent.

What is Buddha? What is Zu? The ancestor is me, and I am the Buddha!

Please Liang Guogong, break my Dharma body! "

As soon as the voice fell, the golden light was bright, and the Zen singing roared.

The old monk buckled his copper bowl upside down, like a great world in the secular world.

"Invasion like fire!"

Yang Hong pointed his spear directly, and the location opened to cover.

The red blood is like the sun, and the soldiers are on the sidebar!

The three hundred iron cavalry behind the jade carriage drew their swords in array, and the horses' hooves were like thunder, shaking the earth.

A unique siege and defense!

Quietly pull away!

...

...

boom!

"Why did the thunder strike?"

Ji Yuan looked up at the sky, the vast night shrouded Sihe, and there was a faint thunder.

He had just left the Fusi Yamen in Beizhen, and was walking towards his mansion at this time.

Ao commanded the "capture" and "interrogation" in the mouth of the envoy.

Those are all excuses, nothing more than a superficial effort.

Later, when the Eastern Palace issued an decree, the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Punishment were stunned, and naturally put out the thought of arresting people and sending them to prison.

Can I please the government of Liang Guogong's small affairs, but will it offend His Royal Highness the big things?

Not every courtier has the confidence of Yang Hong and dares to treat the East Palace as nothing.

What's more, not everyone has been given the iron vouchers of the Danshu.

"Second uncle is probably going to panic."

Ji Yuan looked at the big mansion not far away and thought to himself.

As the saying goes, good things don't go out, bad things travel thousands of miles.

Don't look at the thirty-six squares in Tianjing City, it seems to be too big.

In fact, various gossips spread very fast.

Especially about the many news in the court, the promotion of the six officials, the release of the upstart in the imperial examination, and the urgent report of the border gate Wuhou.

As long as you have the heart to inquire, it is not a problem to understand a scale and a half claw.

Especially those old men and women in the streets and alleys, it seems that every family has a relationship with the minister and the cabinet.

Open and closed are all high-ranking officers of one, two, or three ranks, and those below rank five are considered "little officials", and they have no interest in talking about them.

"Um?"

Ji Yuan went up the stairs and found that the main entrance was wide open, and the house was extremely quiet.

There was no panic and noise as he expected, and it was a mess.

Instead, the red lanterns hang high, shining brightly like daylight.

"Not right..."

Ji Yuan frowned slightly, holding the embroidery spring knife with his right hand.

The six qi pulses rush like thunder, woven into a network in a loop.

The five keen senses spread over a hundred paces, searching for suspicious signs of trouble.

Could it be that the Duke of Liang's mansion failed to retaliate against him, so he came to his second uncle to trouble him...

Thinking of this, Ji Yuan's heart froze, and his killing intent skyrocketed.

While flipping the corners of his clothes, he stepped over the threshold.

There was no housekeeper, maid, or servant, as if there was no one there.

His ears moved slightly, and suddenly he caught the small voice.

In the flower room!

"Second Uncle... His Royal Highness!"

Ji Yuan ran straight over, and before he could draw a knife to meet the enemy, he saw a strange scene.

Bai Hanzhang, who wears the Ming Huangpanlong robe, actually sits with Ji Chengzong, as if the juniors and the elders are chatting at home?

A young and feminine blue-robed eunuch stood behind, and several guards with knives guarded the porch.

The rest of the servants were screened out, leaving only the second uncle and aunt sitting next to them.

"Kuro, you are back.

Have you eaten, and if you haven't, ask your aunt to go to the kitchen to warm up. "

Ji Chengzong's buttocks were next to the chair, looking stiff and nervous.

With the rank of the General Banner of Fusi in Nanzhen, he may never have the opportunity to "face the saint" in this life.

Sitting with the prince now, I can't even think about it, I'm almost in a dream.

Auntie bowed her head and did not say a word, revealing the cautious timidity of the little people who are rising to the top when facing big people.

The prince went out of the palace and ran to my house...

Ji Yuan was puzzled, clasped his fists and saluted:

"Ji Yuan, Fusi of Beizhen, I have seen His Royal Highness the Prince."

He has always felt a little incomprehensible to Bai Hanzhang.

This prince who has been in custody for 20 years is not simple, and it is not easy to summarize it in a few words.

The "benevolence", "honesty", and "the talent of the Mingjun", which are praised by the civil and military officials, are more like superficial evaluations, which have not touched the inside.

"Commander Ao is also careless. If you have committed such a big thing, the family must be worried. He doesn't even know how to send someone back to report."

Bai Hanzhang's smile is easy-going, without the majesty of a prince.

If it weren't for the indescribably expensive Panlong robe, it would be difficult to associate it with the Prince of the East Palace.

"Commander Ao was busy with official duties and had to deal with questions from the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Punishment.

Speaking of which, it was also the minister's unfavorable work that caused such a catastrophe, which implicated the commander.

The minister was deeply disturbed and frightened. "

Ji Yuan stood tall with his head held high, his expression calm.

"It's beautiful to say, but it's not necessarily what I thought.

But you also perfunctory one or two of this palace, just pretend. "

Bai Hanzhang laughed and shook his head:

"It's no wonder that not only Beizhen Fusi, but even Donggong knows Ji Jiulang's reckless temperament, and is the most disobedient to discipline.

Seeing your calm face, this palace probably thinks it's no big deal to kill a guest of a country.

I know that I was wrong, but I will dare next time. Is this the statement? "

Ji Chengzong's face changed greatly when he heard it, and with his official experience in Nanzhen's Nanzhen, who caresses the fish, and drinks tea, this is already a serious beating.

"His Royal Highness, my nephew has not read much since he was a child, so he doesn't understand the rules..."

Bai Hanzhang propped up the seat with his elbows and said indifferently:

"Second Uncle Ji misunderstood, and Ben Gong didn't demote him, if it wasn't for the anger of this guy who splattered blood in five steps, your Jiulang might not be able to get to where he is today.

There are too many dukes in the court, who know how to cater to this palace, and there are too many flattery, but there are too few heroes who do not hide their temperament. "

Ji Yuan surrendered, neither responding nor panicking.

The road map of Huangtian has reflected Bai Hanzhang's destiny and destiny.

If you want to be a Ming Jun and a Holy Monarch, you must not be too narrow-minded.

Not to blame people because of a little collision.

The way of the emperor is nothing more than equal emphasis on favor and power, and clear rewards and punishments.

Therefore, Bai Hanzhang has been showing kindness, showing favor, and winning over Bai Hanzhang.

Ji Yuan had a bit of vigilance hidden in his heart, and he didn't take it lightly.

"I heard that your yard was originally owned by Song Dai, Minister of Rites. Later, when he retired and returned to his hometown, he left it vacant and sold it to others."

Bai Hanzhang took a sip of tea, got up and said:

"The autumn lotus pond in his house is beautiful, you can take a look at this palace."

Is this to chat alone?

Ji Yuan's heart froze.

"Yeah, the scenery in the backyard is very good, Jiuro, take your Highness to enjoy it.

We are all rough people, and we don't know how to be elegant, so we can't see anything. "

Ji Chengzong understood, and quickly stood up to send him off.

"You don't have to follow."

Bai Hanzhang waved his hand and retreated the close attendants and guards.

"In Tianjing City, if someone really wants to assassinate Ben Gong, you can't stop it."

He held the jade belt with one hand, the other behind his back, and walked through the corridor familiarly.

Ji Yuan took a half step behind and asked softly:

"Has Your Highness been here before?"

Bai Hanzhang didn't hide anything, nodded and said:

"Well, Song Dai used to belong to the East Palace, which is what you call the prince's party.

I have been here twice, one to enjoy the scenery and the other to talk about state affairs. "

you?

Ji Yuan keenly grasped a slight emotional change.

This prince of the Jing Dynasty does not seem to regard the East Palace as his face?

"Since Song Shangshu is a member of the Eastern Palace, why did His Highness grant him to retire and return to his hometown?

It is not a big fault to teach a child that is not strict, and it is necessary to remove the second-rank officer. "

Ji Yuan's tone was tentative, as if curious.

"Song Dai is an upright person and works well, but he is too close to the school.

I have always wanted to promote the reform of the Shangyin Academy, and intentionally or unintentionally mentioned cutting down the vassal and withdrawing troops.

Therefore, Ben Gong took advantage of his son Song Yunsheng's reputation as a private practitioner of evil powers, and went to his post. "

Bai Hanzhang replied lightly.

I see.

But is this something that one hundred households of the sixth grade can listen to casually?

The corners of Ji Yuan's mouth twitched, thinking that the prince is still sincere.

What to ask, what to answer.

"It's not that the reform is bad, it's just... a lot of things are done too hastily, and it's easy to be self-defeating.

Besides, Ben Gong has no interest in the Shangyin Academy's statement of Heavenly Principles and Human Desires, and it is too general.

On the contrary, it is Wang Ba Liyi of Jixia Academy, who uses things for people and is more suitable for the needs of Jing Dynasty. "

Bai Hanzhang came to the autumn lotus pond, the weather was cold, and the lotus flowers were not much in bloom.

"I read little since I was a child, so I don't understand this."

Ji Yuan seemed to turn a deaf ear, shook his head and said.

There are so many advisers in the East Palace, where is it his turn to express his opinions.

The little political knowledge from the previous life may not be enough for intrigue in the court, let alone providing a strategy for governing the country.

"You are a master at pretending to be confused, Kikuro.

Wherever Ben Gongxing went, he chatted with people casually, and didn't even want to ask for anything from your mouth. "

Bai Hanzhang smiled slightly, and the conversation changed.

"This palace is looking for you today to make a talisman for you.

Duke Liang is domineering, so the decree of the East Palace may not be of any use.

If you really enter Beijing and kill you at the door, few people can stop you.

This palace is here, he should give some face, so as not to slap you to death. "

Ji Yuan seemed to be touched, and said sternly:

"I'm grateful, sir..."

Bai Hanzhang raised his hand angrily to stop the sloppy attitude of the young Hundred Households.

"You're a man with a backside of your head, you look like a wolf, you're not a loyal minister, so don't pretend."

Ji Yuan's eyes flashed, and he coughed lightly:

"His Royal Highness, this minister has done meritorious deeds for Jing Chao, and shed blood for Jing Chao."

Bai Hanzhang looked at the pool of autumn lotuses with his hands folded, and said with a light smile:

"It's not that this palace has wronged you for rebelling. There are many kinds of loyal ministers, loyal to the monarch, loyal to the country, loyal to the people, loyal to the name... For example, Song Dai, who is loyal to the name, wants to be a reformer, is a teacher for all ages, and has a long history.

Then there is Tan Wenying, who is loyal to the country and dedicated to the court.

As for you, you are not close to the loyal monarch and the country, and the name of loyalty is not the same.

Now that we have seen both sides, we can be considered to know each other, so let's go and see. "

Ji Yuan was silent, not knowing how to feel.

This Prince's heart is like a mirror, shining brightly.

No wonder the saint retreated with peace of mind and handed over the power of Jing Dynasty.

No wonder King Yan's martial arts are unparalleled in the world, and he has never been dissatisfied with his army.

It is no wonder that King Huai and King Ning could not overcome the slightest storm.

"His Royal Highness also thinks that the Liangguo Guild is against the edict?"

After thinking for a moment, Ji Yuan changed the subject.

If he continued to chat, he was worried that he would pay his respects and threw himself under the gate of the East Palace.

Forty-six destiny, strong golden luck like a canopy.

Endowed Bai Hanzhang with unparalleled arrogance and demeanor, making people involuntarily convinced.

Ordinary people can't resist at all,

Unconsciously, it is affected by it.

Even Wuqu and riding a dragon only resisted a little and couldn't get rid of it.

"Mostly so."

Bai Hanzhang frowned and sighed softly:

"It stands to reason that this palace is the prince, and he is a minister.

Refusal to accept the decree of the Eastern Palace is tantamount to rebellion.

Since ancient times, few princes have dared to do so.

But the Liang Kingdom Guild, because in the eyes of this uncle in this palace, half of Jing Chao Jiangshan was captured by him.

Forty-nine prefectures, hundreds of prefectures and counties, fought hundreds of battles, big and small.

How many brothers died among them? At that time, there were about 50,000 iron riders in Great Liang.

By the time the Central Plains Ding Ding was set, there would be no more than a thousand people who would still be able to live to receive the award.

Therefore, Duke Liang's domineering is a matter of course for him.

As soon as one succeeds, ten thousand bones will be withered, and tens of thousands of lives will be filled in in exchange for the wealth of a lifetime. Shouldn't one enjoy the pleasure of being an extremely noble minister?

Even if you buy more land and collect a few more adopted sons, and you think that the elders of this palace will give you some looks, so what?

Could this palace still kill him? It's impossible to kill the nine clans! "

Bai Hanzhang's voice was flat, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, without any anger at all.

He seems to be able to understand others like this by nature, dissecting his temperament to the core.

This made Ji Yuan sigh with emotion. The prince has not made any mistakes in the 20 years of his supervision of the country, which is reasonable.

A young prince who can not only restrain his inner feelings and desires, but also is good at detecting people's hearts.

No matter how cunning the old foxes in the courtroom are, they will be used sooner or later under the suppression of luck and energy.

Sure enough, the five dragons and the same dynasty are just rumors.

The sage is in retreat, and the prince is in charge of the country. It is clearly because the two dragons do not meet each other.

"If the decree of the East Palace can't stop Duke Liang, then it's hard to say that His Highness is here in person."

Ji Yuan shook his head.

Of course he understood.

What the prince did this time.

It is not alone to protect one hundred households of the sixth grade of the Fusi District of Beizhen.

Instead, I want to use the border guards to make a knife.

"It doesn't matter, this palace has a sure-fire strategy, and before leaving the palace, I asked my mother for a decree.

Liang Guogong was the most obedient to the saint in his life, but he listened to the words of his mother the most, if he really went to Beijing..."

Before Bai Hanzhang could finish speaking, he saw violent ripples in the autumn lotus pond.

Then, there was a sudden tremor, as if the earth dragon turned over.

With luck, he stood firm.

He just frowned slightly and looked up at the sky.

The vast night, like a prairie fire, turned into a crimson.

"His Royal Highness! Outside the city! There is a battle between the masters! The grandfather of the country... is injured!"