Wuxia: The opening game is blocked by Mrs. Guo in the broken temple

Chapter 93 There are flowers that can be folded straight and must be folded!!

Outside the Jade Void View, Song Ye and his party and Zhao Minjiu Mozhi and others packed up one after another, ready to go, ready to go to the capital of Dali together, and Jiu Mozhi even sent someone to the Tianlong Temple early to send gold stickers, using the name of visiting to spy on the Six Veins Divine Sword.

“This monk really doesn’t have the heart of the Yellow River to die.”

As soon as he walked into Hatomo Zhi’s line of sight, Song Ye felt that the former’s attention was focused on himself.

“It’s a pity that you can’t sit down with your benefactor.”

Hatomo Zhi looked solemn, walked to Song Ye, clasped his hands together, and looked expectant: “After the trip to Tianlong Temple, I beg the benefactor to have a free conversation with the poor monks and exchange martial arts.”

“Okay.”

With a glance at Sajiu Mozhi, Song Ye’s expression was gentle and nodded.

People have to look for death, Song Ye naturally will not stop it, and sending it on a ride is already his greatest mercy.

“At that time, I hope that the donor will not hesitate to give teaching.”

Hearing Song Ye’s promise, Hatomo Zhi was a little surprised, and the heat in his eyes flashed away.

If Tianlongji and his party fail to get their wishes, and do not want to return empty-handed, Hatomochi is ready to pay attention to Song Ye’s body. That door can casually perform sword qi martial arts, and it must not be worse than the Six Veins Divine Sword.

As for whether Song Ye will ask for any conspiracy, Hatomochi does not care, in his opinion, in the face of absolute 220 strength, everything is in vain.

After yesterday’s hand-to-hand move, Hatomochi has been able to do it in his mind and have the confidence to control the situation.

“Don’t worry, Master, I will definitely let you return with a full load.”

Song Ye raised the folding fan in his hand, chuckled, and said quietly.

Different from Jiu Mozhi’s confidence in his martial arts, so that he was a little blind, Zhao Min on the side felt that Song Ye’s promise was a little cheerful.

Her natural intuition made her feel that there must be something strange in it.

Tianlong Temple, inside the main hall, six bright-headed monks sat cross-legged on the futon, solemn and solemn, the atmosphere in the hall was particularly solemn, and it was obvious that something big was about to happen.

As early as when he received the Hatomo Chijin sticker, Master Ku Rong had insight into the former’s conspiracy and took necessary measures to defend against the coming strong enemy.

Gather six masters of skill to cultivate one of the six veins of the Divine Sword and form a sword formation.

At that time, including Master Ku Rong, there were only five people who could have such skills, and in desperation, they could only let Duan Zhengming, who was the emperor, become a monk, and after dealing with this crisis, he would continue to be the emperor.

Duan Zhengming, who had long had the idea of avoiding the throne and becoming a monk, learned that the Tianlong Temple was in trouble, how could he not agree, immediately issued a holy decree, named Duan Zhengchun as the imperial brother, and then went to the Tianlong Temple to become a monk and cultivate the Six Veins Divine Sword together.

Among the six people, sitting at the end was the Baoding Emperor Duan Zhengming, who fell into the family after the law number Benchen.

As for continuing to be the emperor after surviving this calamity, Duan Zhengming did not think that in his opinion, he had already become a monk, so there was no need to return to the red dust, and when the time came, he would directly chan the imperial brother Duan Zhengchun.

However, there is one more thing that makes Duan Zhengming always feel at ease, that is, Duan Yu’s whereabouts.

This is the future of Dali, and after Duan Zhengchun is a hundred years later, Dali Jiangshan will have to be inherited.

What Duan Zhengming didn’t know was that not only was he worried about the problem of no one inheriting Dali Jiangshan, but there was also a person who was also busy and laborious about this matter.

In order to one day be able to rise up with the girl in the dragon robe for a short time, it can be described as a painstaking effort.

Disposing of the three thousand qi luck value harvested by Duan Yu was far from enough for Song Ye’s hard work, but fortunately, there were other aspects to harvest. Near noon, Master Ku Rong, who closed his eyes and raised his spirit, suddenly opened his eyes, looked in the direction of the temple gate, and said in a loud voice: “Hatomo Zhi has arrived.”

“Ask him to meet under the Three Towers.”

Outside the Tianlong Temple, Zhao Min, Hatomo Zhi and their group had already walked to the temple gate.

“It is worthy of being the royal temple of Dali, and it is indeed extraordinary.”

Looking at the temple in front of him, Zhao Min praised it loudly.

At this moment, she is still dressed in men’s clothing, brocade clothes, full of nobility, and with three points of heroism.

“Yes, the poor monk can achieve his wish and pay homage to his deceased friend.”

Hatomo Chi’s eyes were deep, staring at the three words of Tenryuji on the plaque, clasping his hands together, and silently chanting a Buddhist trumpet.

“The county lord is also curious about what is the subtlety of this six-vein divine sword, which makes the master obsessed.”

Zhao Min shook the folding fan in his hand and said with a smile.

“The county lord rest assured, when the little monk asks for the sword spectrum, he will definitely let the county lord see it and burn it again.”

Hatomo Chi Nature Road.

“Oh?”

“Then thank you, Master.”

Zhao Min Xie said.

But said that on the other side, after arriving in the capital of Dali, he parted ways with Zhao Min and his group, and Song Ye had already entered the Zhennan Royal Mansion.

With the accompanying Dao Bai Feng, the princess leading the way, the group was naturally unimpeded, and even when they saw the princess, there were already people shouting and running to inform Wang Ye that they were going.

“The princess is back home?!”

Before the person arrived, the eager voice came first, the words just fell, a straight-looking, middle-aged man in brocade clothes hurriedly ran out of the back hall, it was Duan Zhengchun, the king of Zhennan.

“Phoenix…”

Looking at the familiar back, even though this figure was still wearing a Daoist robe, Duan Zhengchun recognized his princess at a glance.

“Wang Ye.”

Dao Baifeng turned around, his face was radiant like jade, with a faint smile on his face, looking at Duan Zhengchun, his eyes were flat, and he spoke: “Wang Ye doesn’t even know how good he used to be?” ”

“What?”

Duan Zhengchun, who was about to approach Dao Bai Feng, froze, looked at the two in disbelief, and then turned around and exclaimed, “Red cotton!” ”

“Baby!”

“Wang Ye’s name is really kind.”

Dao Baifeng said sarcastically.

“How did you end up together?”

The former lover actually met in the palace, Duan Zhengchun was overjoyed, and he was also quite puzzled.

Especially Dao Baifeng and Qin Hongmian and Gan Baobao, these three actually did not fight, it was really unexpected.

“This is also thanks to Song Gongzi’s efforts to resolve the grudge between us.”

Dao Baifeng saw the doubts in Duan Zhengchun’s heart, and the smile on his face became even stronger.

“Not bad, how noble Song Gongzi is in the middle, and my senior sister and I can abandon our previous differences with the princess and get along well.”

Gan Baobao is also vocal in line with the Tao.

“Young Master Song?!”

Duan Zhengchun looked at the white-clothed figure in the garden with his back to him.

“Ling’er, you don’t look like you this flower, with buds to be put, delicate and lively.”

Song Ye was leading Zhong Ling and Mu Wanqing to admire the flowers in the garden and comment.

As for Huang Rong and Xiaolongnu, they knew that Song Ye was preparing to bring someone to recognize their relatives, and neither of them had the heart to make up for this excitement, so they didn’t come with them, ready to visit the customs and customs of the capital of Dali.

“This has this, naturally beautiful, Chu Chu moving, Wan’er, similar to you.”

Saying that, Song Ye stretched out his hand and plucked the two flowers that bloomed the most brightly and movingly, and sent them to Zhong Lingmu Wanqing respectively.

Just as the so-called flowers can be folded straight and must be folded, do not wait for no flowers to fold branches, Song Ye will not consider what flowers are easy to wither when they are picked off, he only knows that picking them is what really belongs to him, of course, now he gives it away…