Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Zhu Xi slightly sideways, let a walking person come out, look very respectful, handed: "Mr...."

The man waved his hand and said, "I am coming."

Holding a wooden fish in his hand, Dangdang knocked a few times, and Xiaofang Xiaoxiao smiled and said: "Mr. Fang can recognize me?"

Fang Xiaoyu glanced at him and said coldly: "Black clothes prime minister!"

The melons are fixed, the old man is a bald head, with a ring on his head, a large string of beads hanging around his neck, and a wooden fish in his hand. He looks like a monk, but he wears a close-fitting black gown. It is the kind of pure black, the skin color is also black as charcoal, the look is serious, there is no kind of kindness and kindness that the monk should have.

In particular, the body of this monk exudes a very strong atmosphere, which proves that the cultivation is profound.

"Yao Guangxiao!! You are actually with this chaotic thief!" Jianwen Emperor saw Yao Guangxiao, but also was shocked.

Guagua was shocked: "Who is this person, a strong gas field!"

"Black prime minister! The first adviser of Zhu Xi's life, Zhu Ximou, he is the first!"

Yao Guangxiao looked at Jianwen Emperor, and he still had no expression on his face. He folded his hands and bowed: "The old minister has seen the Emperor."

Jianwendi smiled and said: "It is ironic that the words "Tai Shang Huang" are spoken from your mouth."

Yao Guangxiao did not change his color and said: "Your Majesty is the first emperor, and the old minister is naturally recognized. If no one approves, the old minister will be dissatisfied."

Jianwen Emperor snorted. "You don't have to be here. If you recognize me as an emperor, why do you help Zhu Xi to rebel?"

Yao Guangxiao did not humble and replied: "The emperor is on the top, your position, even if I am a big emperor can not be erased, but this is not the same as the emergence of the ancestors of the ancestors... the emperor is on the top, the number of days has changed, the artifacts have changed, The number of national luck is not static, and the ancestors can get the world. This is the destiny of the world. The ancients said: Shuntian is alive. This is the right thing, the past, more than a hundred years, past and present, each has its own creation, the emperor Why do you want to worry about the grievances of past lives?"

Fang Xiaoxuan waited for him to finish and said: "You live in the mouth! The chaotic thief, everyone has to swear! Now it is still black and white, the devil confuses the people! Really want to fight this tongue, the old man is in front of this battle Discuss it with you!"

Yao Guangxiao glanced at him and smiled lightly: "The public is the lower bound of the literary star, and the classics are read, but the old man does not want to take his own insults."

Jianwen Emperor laughed at this moment and fixed his eyes on Yao Guangxiao. "For you, everything has passed. But for you, the hatred of the country is in my heart for six hundred years!"

His eyes suddenly fell on Zhu Xi’s face, and he said coldly: "More than no benefit, you and I will complain, you can solve it in three words. Today, you and I will lead the army, who will die, see each man-made, come on!"

"And slow!" Zhu Xi reached out and stopped looking around. He said: "You and I have hundreds of years of grievances, you don't have to be tired of others, and then, now the Yinsi cooperates with you in the valley of the wind, you can't kill the war because of you and me. It’s a big deal, you say you want to fight, how do you fight me?”

"Fighting the law?" Jianwen Emperor thought about it. He looked at Fang Xiaoyu and others and said: "Where everyone is together, life and death are destiny! Zhu will listen to orders, today is my two people but death and hatred, no matter who died , Seoul, etc. are not allowed to go! Mr. Fang, General Iron, killing the enemy with me!"

After that, grabbed the fish and the sword directly rushed out.

Zhu Xi also flew off the horse and greeted him. The two men fought.

Fang Xiaoxuan, Tieqi, Yao Guangxiao, Guo Liang, and so on, all of the Ming Dynasty old dynasties also rushed to the ground and caught the fight.

Guagua was sitting in the carriage and staring at the melee in front of him, a little overwhelmed.

Zhu Xi, Zhu Yunqi... This pair of uncles, the two emperors of the Ming Dynasty, and the close ministers of their respective sides, were drowned and lost for many years in the long river of history, and now they have reunited and continued to write about the past lives. Resentment and hate...

Many of the soldiers on the scene were the creatures after the Ming Dynasty. They all had an understanding of this famous history of the Ming Dynasty. Seeing that both sides were fighting together, all of them were in their hearts.

One by one, there are hundreds of people in the melee, and the core is naturally the two emperors. These two people can’t see the outcome at one time, then Fang Xiaoyu and Yao Guangxiao, Fang Xiaoyu holding a sparkling The ruler, every hit, all played a horizontal and vertical aura, for a long time, not to disperse, put together into an enchantment, trying to block Yao Guangxiao.

He was not a mage before his death. After many years of his death, he practiced the scholarly way. He realized that the weather was righteous and he was strong, and he was no longer a scholar who was killed in the human world.

"The heavens and the earth rule!" Yao Guangxiao looked at the instruments in his hands with great eyes. "There was a creation by Li Si, who was enshrined by the emperors of the past, and was alert to the artifacts of the courtiers. It was actually in your hands, um... it was also worthy, the world is big, Those who can hold this instrument are only gentlemen."

Fang Xiaoyu snorted and said: "The heavens and the earth are righteous! Demon and ghosts, enchanting, even if you can confuse your life, the chaos, and how to fight the heavens and the right, the saint training!"

After the words, the two hand-held rulers, across the chest, a white light, rushed out from the top of the head, condensed above the top of the head, a bit like the Taoist three-flowered top, but the shape is bigger, a time white light, forming a hot if the flame The general heat wave.

"Tian Xingjian, the gentleman is self-improving; the terrain is Kun, the gentleman carries the virtues!"

"Huihui does not cost, labor does not blame, desire is not greedy, Thai is not arrogant, but not fierce... Confucianism is holy, and it is not changing!"

Every word is like a thunder bomb. In the depths of everyone's heart, there is a tremor again and again. And as Fang Xiaoyu recites a spell every time, the body is full of vitality, and it is concentrated on the top of the head, such as the sun shining.

The light is strong, so that everyone can't look straight. Not only that, but the world is in the air, and with the heat of the flame, the melon is in the carriage far from the battlefield, and it feels hot and oppressive, as if The surrounding air is hot and burning.

This is... what power? Is it the so-called righteousness?

The melon was shocked.

"When you hear the news, you can die!"

As Fang Xiaoyu vigorously waved the rules of the heavens and the earth, the piece of heaven and earth that condensed on his head seemed to be burning, just like the flames of fire, rolling toward Fang Xiaoyu and encircling him from head to toe.

"Confucianism and Taoism are holy, a good place for Confucianism and Buddhism. Unfortunately, you are too arrogant and cannot be a saint. I am not a disenchantment."

(End of this chapter)