In the troubled times of the ten directions, the Martial Saint in the world!

The national teacher's pupils froze suddenly, and the words were a little more chilling and lingering: "How do you know?"

"I, I don't know anything! This, that mysterious old man asked me to tell you! He said, as long as I tell you this, you will go to him with peace of mind." The burly young man pretended to be something Those who didn't know generally opened their mouths in a low voice, showing great fear and panic.

The national teacher took a deep breath and said slowly, "Where is he now?"

"It's in the imperial city, I'll take the national teacher there." The burly young man led the national teacher to a remote courtyard.

The national teacher looked around, but couldn't see anyone, only a volume of books with ink still on the table, which seemed to be written just now.

"This is what the old man was writing just now." The burly young man said, picked up the book, and asked in puzzlement, "The biography of Zhao Yuhuai? Who is this Zhao Yuhuai?"

The moment he heard this family's words, the face of the national teacher suddenly changed, and he could no longer keep calm, and he said sharply like a maniac: "Give it to me!! You, get out of here, now!!"

The burly young man was obviously frightened by the madness of the national teacher, promised repeatedly, trotted out of the courtyard, and closed the door.

The national teacher looked at this volume of books, his voice was trembling, and he said tremblingly: "How is it possible? How is it possible? How could he know!!"

Zhao Yuhuai is his real name, and it is also a name that he has abandoned for many years and forced himself to forget.

The national teacher seemed to have found a life-saving straw, and hurriedly said: "Master, I saw that one. I saw that one, it must be him! It must be him."

"Yeah, not only did I break through the first grade, but I also knew the past and the future. How about the book I wrote for you, are you satisfied? If you are satisfied, I can write more. I am not sure about your things. You all know." Chen Xiu said with a strange smile, and the power of the primordial spirit silently affected the mind and soul of the national teacher.

The hands of the national teacher holding the book were shaking violently, his lips were pale, sweat was dripping like raindrops, and his face was bloodless!
All my secrets, and the things I did secretly, all surfaced in this book, clearly and incomparably detailed.

He said very dullly: "Great Master, I am very curious, whose will is it, monk, why do you want to interfere with this world? It is fine if you interfere with this world, why do you want to seal my 'he and I'! "

He even described clearly his state of mind when killing people in this world, blaming others, and the anxiety when burying his body deep in the mountains.

"How about it, have you finished reading?" The indifferent words sounded, the national teacher turned around like an electric shock, and roared: "Who, who? Get out!"

"No, old man Wuji?" The national teacher's face became extremely pale, and he said tremblingly: "Impossible, absolutely impossible! How can you still be alive? I saw you die with my own eyes, and I saw your death with my own eyes. The body loses its temperature. Even, you."

How could anyone else know about this past event besides myself?How could anyone still know?

boom!
The door of the royal study was knocked open.

The national teacher smashed the book on the ground heavily, gasping for breath, with disheveled hair, looking crazy.

The characters fell into his eyes: Zhao Yuhuai, a native of Zhangwang Village, Zhao County.The boy was lonely, his parents died early, and he was brought up by his elder brother.In the 31st year of the current dynasty, Zhao Yuhuai failed the rankings, while his elder brother was admitted as a Jinshi.On a dark and stormy night, Zhao Yuhuai killed his brother and seized the throne.
boom! !

In the depths of the small courtyard, a group of old Taoist priests in black robes slowly walked out, looking extremely calm and leisurely.

He did this deliberately, in order to completely disturb the State Teacher's state of mind and drive him into a state of madness.

Flipping through the books, one's life is recorded in this book very clearly.

is it?

He said with some difficulty: "This, what happened here? How could I."

"I, I want to see the great master! I want to see the great master, I know who is the person who affects our destiny!!" The national teacher gasped.

The national teacher stumbled into it and roared: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty!!"

"It must be a coincidence." The national teacher opened the book tremblingly, and the strong smell of ink came to his face.

How come, how come! !

At this time, his eyes fell on the end of the book, where the events of the last three months were described.

The words stopped abruptly.

"Even my death has an inseparable relationship with you, right?" Chen Xiu chuckled, "But the old man is still alive. Moreover, the old man is no longer that third-rank old antique." Between words For a while, he waved lightly, and said indifferently: "Lei Ting, listen to my edict!!"

The national teacher staggered out of the far gate, and ran towards the depths of the imperial court as if flying.

The national teacher's pupils turned white, as if he had lost his sanity.

From entering the Taoist sect to learn martial arts, to murdering the teacher, blaming former competitors, to hiring an assassin to assassinate his first wife, just to be able to be with the princess and climb the big tree of the royal family!Everything in the past is recorded in this book.

The national teacher opened it tremblingly, and what caught his eyes was that on the ninth day of February, he and His Majesty met the Great Venerable Master! !
The planning, layout, and even the origin of the cultivation base, as well as the state of mind at that time, are all explained on the last page! !

The national teacher's eyes returned to normal.

The emperor's eyes narrowed slightly, he frowned and looked at the disheveled national teacher, and said coldly: "National teacher, what's wrong with you?"

The national teacher gasped for breath, every breath seemed to be out of breath.

"no no!!"

Chen Xiu's eyes were extremely calm, and a seed of primordial spirit remained in the heart of the national teacher.

"He, what else does he know? What else does he know?" The national teacher could no longer maintain that calm attitude, and tremblingly picked up the book!

The monk in gray narrowed his eyes slightly, and was about to speak.

In an instant, the situation changed, and endless thunders emerged from the sea of ​​clouds, flashing in the sky, shocking the earth!
"Decree Tiandi, this, this is the power that can only be possessed by the first rank! You, have you broken through the first rank?" The voice of the national teacher was trembling.

Low and indifferent words sounded, and the gray-clothed monk approached from a distance, still looking calm and breezy.

At that time, today's son was puzzled and proud: "Master, this is?"

The gray-clothed monk smiled and said: "Old Wuji, he died a long time ago. His soul has already returned to heaven, how could he still exist in the world? This one is just an immortal who has a relationship with Taoism from outside the sky. The old man's corpse is just acting. His purpose is nothing more than the 'he and I' that has been completely sealed by us."

"Great Master, do we want to lift the seal?" The Son of Heaven asked with some fear.

For the gods outside the sky, that would be troublesome.

"No need. Don't forget, I also woke up from the pure land." The gray-clothed monk's words froze, and he lost his voice: "He, how did he do it? Hey, it's actually deduced to where my real deity is?"