Infinite script kill

Chapter 991 Use Your Luck

Xu Tong's movements were quick, pulling out the hidden stakes, clearing the king's side, and stopping the fight with a single word, a series of actions seemed to have been premeditated.

And it's justified, isn't it because I killed the tribal leader of the Yi family's palace?Now that the real culprit has been found out for you, what are you going to do?It is my request to strike and retreat.

Many ministers in the court had ulterior motives, but they didn't have the courage to oppose Yang Hong.

Even if they don't do anything, don't forget how he scolded Zhou Yasheng until he vomited blood and fled. Even Yasheng couldn't scold him.
As a result, after empress Xiao repeatedly asked the ministers for their opinions and no one spoke, she decisively ordered to withdraw the troops.

The purpose of retreating troops has not yet been sent to the battlefield.

Xu Tong first had a good meal in the palace, but after being in the cell for so long, his stomach has long since run out of oil and water.

In his eyes, a table of delicacies from mountains and seas is just something to fill his stomach, not to mention the taste, he just stuffs it into his mouth.

The three kitchens and the eighteen royal cooks worked hard for a day and a night, and they were almost exhausted, so they managed to feed this old man.

Satisfied with wine and food, Xu Tong walked out of Zhongdu City swaggeringly under the escort of Empress Xiao and the civil and military officials of the Northern Manchu Dynasty.

In fact, he could have summoned Thunder and rushed directly to the battlefield, but he didn't do that. Instead, he wanted to make a big splash, wishing everyone in the world knew that he had not only walked out of the prison, but also that he was being sent off by Empress Xiao and the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty. Next, leave Zhongdu City.

This move naturally caused a big wave of publicity.

When he was suppressed by Xiao Leshan and sent to death row, everyone thought Yang Hong was finished.

Even the old man in Gusu felt that Yang Hong had no chance to stand up this time.

But now, the Empress Dowager Xiao personally issued an edict to absolve Yang Hong of all crimes, and personally led all the civil and military officials to send him out of the Central Capital. This change is so great that it is too unimaginable.

And Xu Tong's effect of stopping the war with one word is even more admirable by people all over the world.

Whether it is a scholar who studies, or a soldier in the army, or even in the rivers and lakes, everyone admires him.

In the words of those scholars, stop fighting with one word, the appearance of a saint.

On the contrary, those soldiers in the army felt that this was the Marquis of Martial Arts who was the most powerful man in the world. He used the art of war to the extreme, and he was a soldier who surrendered without fighting.

As for those people in the world, they can no longer express their inner shock with normal language. They can only say: "It's so fucking awesome, I never dared to hang like this in my dreams!"

It's just that after Xu Tong left Zhongdu, he joined Gao Zhuo first.

This guy hid outside and dug graves vigorously. Not to mention, he really dug out a lot of good things.

Not to mention the funeral objects of gold, silver and jewelry, the key is that he found a high-level item card.

This object is like a huge jade plate with exquisite carvings carved on it, like some kind of ancient object for sacrifice.

【barbarian weapon】

It is rumored that the things of Dongyi fell to the ancestors of the northern barbarians, and they fought in all directions, and they had wonderful achievements.

Active Skill 1: Town Festival
Curse the target at the cost of consuming one's own luck.

The more luck consumed, the more damage the target takes.

Passive Skill 1: Sacrifice to God

All spell effects increased by 20%
If the form of the spell complies with the sacrificial etiquette, it will be increased by 300%
(Note: Great gifts and great mantras, if life is not hard enough, if luck is not strong enough, you will die if you hold on to it)

I don't know if it's because of Gao Zhuo's good luck, or Xu Tong's huge luck at the moment, this thing is really a bit of icing on the cake.

"Hey, this thing really came at the right time, just in time for me to use it."

Xu Tong was no longer polite to Gao Zhuo, and directly brought this thing over. The relationship between the two was like brothers, and Gao Zhuo also cared about this kind of thing. Instead, he felt that he could help Xu Tong, and it would not be in vain for him to take the Beiman gang All the prince's graves have been dug up.

After that, the two did not go directly to the frontline battlefield, but came to Songshan Shaolin instead.

Before Xu Tong went up the mountain, Guzang monk was already waiting for him in front of the mountain gate.

"Amitabha, the venerable celestial light illuminates people, it is gratifying to congratulate."

Gu Zang clasped his hands together, congratulating Xu Tong for breaking through the shackles, but he secretly regretted: "It's a pity, after all, did you not enter my Buddhist school?"

Xu Tong took Gao Zhuo and jumped off Xunlei's back, without any nonsense, he said bluntly: "Monk, I'm here to borrow your luck, can you borrow it?"

Gu Zang was also a little surprised when he heard the words. He had never heard that this thing could be borrowed, so he scratched his shiny head and asked the biggest question since ancient times: "Can you repay it?"

It is rumored that when the Five Sacred Sword League was in its heyday, Feng Tianhua's master could not return, achieved great sword skills, and soared through the sky.

Borrowing the sword from the world to cut off the demons in the heart, and with a single stroke of the sword, tens of thousands of flying swords are attracted, the scene is very spectacular.

But the sword was borrowed, and he didn't return it in a daze. Since then, everyone in the world has scolded this old thief.

"Hahahaha, thanks!"

Xu Tong laughed and said haha, he didn't know if he could return this thing, but he must have borrowed it.

Intercept activated.

Thirty thousand scripts were evaporated.

This skill consumes one-third of his own script points. Xu Tong has already transferred the script points in the item book to the team channel, leaving only [-] script points in his hand.

In fact, it stands to reason that the less you keep, the better.

But if you want to take advantage of the props, then you must be the one who is unlucky.

The more script points you consume, the higher the quality of luck you consume.

If you blindly steal and play tricks, you might absorb the other party's bad luck directly, and you will be the one who is unlucky.

Thirty thousand script points, plus one-tenth of his own life as the cost.

Gu Zang immediately sensed something, raised his head suddenly, and saw a big dragon poking out from the clouds and mists behind Xu Tong, opened his mouth to inhale, and directly divided more than half of his luck.

"Hiss, Amitabha, your lord is going to cut off the poor monk's luck to become a fairy."

Rao Gu Zang, a good old man, is also in pain at this moment.

This time, it is estimated that within a few decades, he will not be able to support him.

Seeing this, Xu Tong hurriedly comforted him and said, "We monks are meant to be dedicated, selfless, and fraternal. That's right. I am for everyone, and everyone is for me. Amitabha, so good."

As Xu Tong put his palms together, looking like a Bodhisattva, even Gu Zang couldn't help but want to scold the street.

I saw that after swallowing half of Gu Zang's luck, the dragon behind Xu Tong became bigger and bigger, and the dragon's body floated up and down in the clouds, either revealing a star and a half corner, or there was a sign of the birth of a dragon.

"Including Xu Lai and Xiao Leshan's national luck, it's almost the same." Xu Tong looked at his luck that had exploded again, and couldn't help thinking in his heart. He didn't know where the two of them were, If you encounter them, you can also borrow their luck.

Of course, Xu Tong didn't let Gu Zang monk help him in vain, and took out an imperial decree from his sleeve and stuffed it in Gu Zang.

Gu Zang took a look at it, and immediately smiled, and no longer entangled in the matter of luck. Anyway, this kind of thing is lucky for me, but my life is lost for me.

At worst, it will be a beautiful thing to sit down and become a Buddha in a few years later, and to teach Buddhism more in the world.

"Boss, what did you give to make this old monk as happy as if he had eaten stick honey?"

Gao Zhuo looked at Xu Tong in satisfaction and confusion.

"It's not a good thing, but it's an imperial edict from the Empress Dowager Xiao, enshrining Shaolin Temple as the Zen School of Martial Arts."

It turned out that this imperial decree was obtained by Xu Tong on behalf of Shaolin Temple before he left, and he assured him that he and Gu Zang were good brothers, so it would be better for Gu Zang to cover Beiman more in the future.

Empress Dowager Xiao had also heard about the reputation of Guzang monks, and thinking it was a good deal, she simply wrote this imperial decree with a stroke of a pen.

With this decree, Shaolin Temple can be regarded as officially recognized by the government, and it can be included in the history books to leave a small mark. It is a small step for history books, but it is the first step for Shaolin Temple to become a holy place.

Therefore, when the ancient Tibetan monk saw this imperial decree, he naturally didn't care about his own luck.

"By the way, where's Xu Fan?"

At this time, Gao Zhuo looked around, but he didn't see Xu Fan's figure. Normally, this guy knew that his protector was coming, so he probably ran down the mountain long ago.

Why haven't you seen a shadow yet? ?

When Gao Zhuo said this, Gu Zang's expression suddenly became a little unnatural, and he clasped his hands together: "It's a sin, a sin."

As he said that, he told Xu Tong and Gao Zhuo about the fact that Prince Xi's mansion sent masters to Shaolin Temple to beg for people.

Although Gu Zang was in Shaolin, he came here on behalf of the government, and Gu Zang couldn't fight directly, so he had to secretly protect Xu Fan from Shaolin Temple.

"Hey, old monk, you are not authentic!"

Gao Zhuo curled his lips, thinking that what Gu Zang monk did was not honorable at all.

After all, Xu Fan was brought by Xu Tong, and the first sesame oil money in Shaolin Temple was all given by Xu Fan.

Gu Zang did not protect Xu Fan, which is really unreasonable.

As soon as these words came out, Gu Zang's face turned red.

"It's okay, I'll go find him now."

Xu Tong could understand Gu Zang, if he was alone, Prince Xi's mansion wouldn't have the guts to come to him for someone.

But behind him is the Shaolin Temple, and it is understandable that Gu Zang did not want to involve the Shaolin Temple and leave a historical stain on the Shaolin Temple by using monks to resist officials.

After all, this temple is a thousand-year-old temple in the future. Even if Beiman is gone, and other dynasties will change in the future, they will remember that this temple has a history of resisting the law with force. It will be difficult to become a holy place for Buddhism in the world in the future.

Gu Zang personally sent the man out of Shaolin, and covered his whereabouts, in terms of this point, it is already considered interesting.

So it can't be said that people's ancient collections are wrong.

Xu Tong didn't say anything, the thought flashed, and he started to plan ahead. The thought entered the timeline, and after searching for Xu Fan's trace, he raised his eyebrows slightly: "Hey, isn't this the food that is delivered to your door!"

"Old Gao, let's go!"

Xu Tong called Gao Zhuo to jump on Xunlei's body, and bowed his hands towards Guzang monk: "Farewell!"

After all, he took the Thunder and galloped towards the south.

(End of this chapter)