I asked you to play a dungeon, why don't you just raise the BOSS here?

Chapter 246: Fight for the mountains, rivers and land, and decide the king and his ministers in one battle (two-in-one)

The appearance of Songjia Mountain City is majestic and ferocious, with an atmosphere of attack, defense and killing.

Entering the inner city, there is an atmosphere of peace and tranquility.

Thousands of houses are dotted throughout the city, divided into education, commerce, military, entertainment and other areas, connected by dozens of orderly bluestone-paved avenues.

It rises step by step according to the mountainous terrain, and each level is connected by stone steps and slopes, making it easier for residents to get off their cars.

Trees and flowers are planted along the road, and spring water from the mountain is introduced to form streams, forming small bridges and flowing water. The scenery of Jiangnan gardens with ponds and pavilions is like a huge mountain garden.

Passing through the towering ninth-floor pavilion and the elegant Song clan main building complex, you can see a looming courtyard gate, which seems to be isolated from the entire Song family mountain city.

When you open the courtyard door, you will see a magnificent five-bay wooden house with a plaque engraved with the three characters "Mo Dao Hall" on it.

In front of the house, there is a locust tree that is more than ten feet tall and looks a bit outrageous.

The branches and leaves of the locust tree are like giant umbrellas, encompassing the entire courtyard.

There was a soft "zheng" sound, and one of the knives made a sound as if it came alive, popped out of the sheath, and landed in Song Que's palm.

There shouldn't be any demon kings or saints in this plane, and there probably aren't any monsters at the level of the old demon from Montenegro.

Song Que didn't take it seriously and pushed open the door and stepped inside.

Yaoyue glanced at the remaining names on the whetstone, narrowed her eyes slightly, and signaled.

Yaoyue glanced at the list and said coldly: "I don't understand the arrangement of your list. Please tell me who is in front of me, so that I can compete with that person someday."

Even if a few female brats come, Song Que should be able to defeat them easily.

Song Duo nodded and stretched out his hand to the wall.

"Song has lived here for a long time and has never had servants to serve him. Therefore, he used the method of Feng Shui to bring in most of the Yin Qi in the city."

The huge space of the Grinding Hall was extremely empty.

"Shattered Void can only be ranked third?"

The only decoration is on the walls on both sides, which are hung with more than a dozen swords of different shapes.

Although Yaoyue thinks she is no match for Lin Xuan, she has no intention of competing with Guang Chengzi, Zhang Sanfeng or a certain shepherding girl...

Yao Yue was stunned for a moment, a little embarrassed: "Where are the others?"

Against the wall facing the door, there is a huge stone in the shape of a stalagmite, dark and smooth, as high as the human body.

"Therefore, Shattered Void is not invincible. It is still far behind the legendary gods, Buddhas and demons."

"This stone is called a whetstone. When Song was practicing his swordplay, he would also carve the name of his opponent on it."

It's cool and cool, but the whole courtyard also looks gloomy, as if it's in a cold storage.

"Xiang Yutian, the evil emperor of your noble family, is said to have entered a half-broken state two hundred years ago. Now most of his mood has been perfect, ranking third."

Song Que said calmly: "Occasionally, we encounter some demon foxes, demon snakes and the like, which are just suitable for Song to practice swordsmanship with."

"Life is unpredictable. If Song were to live another life, it might not be like this."

"A few days ago, Song crossed out the names of Bi Xuan and Fu Cailin."

"A mountain city is built along with water, which inevitably breeds yin energy and sometimes attracts some monsters."

"In the past, after Huang Jian Yan Fei opened the Heavenly Gate and attained the brokenness, he fought with Murong Chui, the North Tyrant Spear. Although he seriously injured the latter, he was almost exhausted."

But living in such a gloomy place all day is still quite like the underworld...

"The Lord of the Song Dynasty is so elegant and cheerful."

"In Song's opinion, Shattered Void is just an extraordinary state, and martial arts may not necessarily make one invincible in the world."

"This one……"

"I challenged the Valve Master before. Should my name be added to this whetstone?"

Lin Xuan naturally does not have such unique interests and hobbies.

Song Que swung his knife lightly, and the two characters "Yao Yue" suddenly appeared on the whetstone: "The Moon Saint is now ranked sixth, and she is the only woman on the list."

If it were the little monsters in Liaozhai that had not yet transformed, Song Que could probably kill them all with one blow.

Lin Xuan was speechless and laughed.

Song Que looked at the whetstone and sighed: "There aren't many names on this whetstone. If Brother Lin kills one person, Song will have one less opponent."

Yao Yue felt that even if the opponent was a top expert, who was stronger and who was weaker had to be defeated before deciding.

But there were five people inexplicably ranked above her. She must still be very dissatisfied.

"The Holy Lord killed three great masters and became famous all over the world. He can be regarded as the emperor of martial arts, ranking second."

Song Que's sword intent was naturally much more powerful than that of the "Human Martial Saint" Zuo Qianhu.

"A month ago, Song crossed out Ning Daoqi's name and engraved Brother Lin's name on it."

There is a vague sense of sword lingering on the boulder, exuding a sharp and vast charm.

"Is it just sixth?"

"Yes, that's what the Moon Saint said."

Song Que said calmly: "In Song's eyes, even if Xiang Yutian's energy and blood have not declined in the past two hundred years, he may not be able to defeat Brother Lin."

"Xiang Yutian is a senior of our sect. When you have the opportunity, you should meet him and ask for his advice."

Lin Xuan was thoughtful and nodded slightly.

Although, Shattered Void is known as the supreme realm of the Yellow Element.

But this thing is just a realm and does not fully reflect combat power.

The strength of the broken masters is not uniform, at least when they are in the human world, they are divided into several levels.

For example, the Chuanying before it was broken was only slightly stronger than the Eighth Master Ba, Demon Sect Meng Chixing, Blood Hand Li Gong and others.

There is no invincible crushing feeling like the supreme master Ling Donglai.

Murong Chui's martial arts is still quite strong, basically reaching the limit of mortal physical strength.

A battle between Yan Fei and Murong Chui is almost equivalent to Pang Ban fighting Li Ruohai.

Defeating Murong Chui without killing him would indeed require a heavy price to pay.

Well, according to the spatial positioning, the reincarnation of a big bird like Li Yuanba is an existence beyond the limits of human beings...

It should be better than ordinary crushing masters.

"Okay..., what Lord Song said is very reasonable."

Yao Yue gritted her teeth: "What about the fourth one?"

"The fourth one is a man who calls himself the 'Qiu Bearded Guest'. This man is a man of great talent and extraordinary bearing. He is also a peerless military strategist and has the ambition to be an emperor."

"Song met him once in the past and regarded him as a powerful rival for world supremacy."

Song Que's eyes were like daggers: "I don't know why, but this person voluntarily gave up the pursuit of the Central Plains. Later I heard that this person led thousands of ships and 100,000 soldiers to enter the Fuyu Kingdom, destroyed his country Zuo and established himself as the emperor."

In the past, Emperor Yang Jian of the Sui Dynasty swept the south and conquered Lingnan with an army of more than 100,000 people. Song Que led 10,000 elite troops to fight against it.

The two sides fought a decisive battle in Cangwu, and Song Que won ten of the ten battles. Yang Jian then adopted a gentle policy and made Song Que the Duke of Zhennan.

In Song Que's eyes, although Yang Jian gained the power of Buddhism and became emperor, he may not be able to surpass himself in terms of talents, nor is he as good as the bearded guest.

Therefore, although Song Que accepted the title of autonomous Lingnan, he never went to court or bowed his head as a minister.

"A man with a beard... Even though he doesn't compete in the Central Plains, he is still an emperor."

Yao Yue's heart trembled slightly, and she looked a little solemn: "Who is the fifth one?"

Although the Qiu-bearded guest is a swordsman in the legend of the Tang Dynasty, he is extremely famous and has been heard by ordinary people in later generations.

According to the arrangement of "Thirty-Three Swordsmen", the bearded man is ranked second after Yue Nu.

Although Yao Yue feels that the strength of Qiu bearded guest, the second child, should not be as outrageous as that of Yue girl...

But facing such a peerless person, Yao Yue is still a little stressed.

"The fifth one is the Evil King Shi Zhixuan."

Song Queqie smiled and said: "Since Song asked him to fight, of course he still regards him as his lifelong enemy."

"Well, the Evil King's talent and talents are truly unparalleled."

Yaoyue pondered for a moment and nodded slightly: "Sixth is sixth. I will challenge those people again in the future."

"Brother Song introduced me from the second place just now."

Lin Xuan glanced at the whetstone and asked with a smile: "But I don't know the names on this whetstone. Who is the first?"

"Actually, Song doesn't know who that person is..."

Song Que sighed softly, his voice a little ethereal.

"Why do you say this?"

"Does the Holy Lord know Bodhidharma, the founder of Zen Buddhism?"

"Of course I know."

Lin Xuan frowned slightly: "Is it possible that Bodhidharma is still alive today?"

"That's not true. Although Patriarch Bodhidharma is unrivaled in martial arts, he did not seek immortality and passed away decades ago."

"When Datama passed away, he said that through chance encounters, he learned a set of unique palm techniques that shocked the past and the present, and were powerful enough to defeat natural and earthly disasters, and to subjugate demons."

"Later, Bodhidharma also said: After his death, he will turn into a relic. When the world is in chaos, when a Buddhist emperor comes out, with this relic, he can understand the peerless palm technique and conquer the heretics. Save all sentient beings and eliminate disasters.”

Song Que sneered and said: "Now that the world is in chaos, that set of palm skills will probably be released soon. Song wants to see it and see if it is really what Bodhidharma said."

"Who keeps the Bodhidharma relics?"

Lin Xuan's thoughts moved slightly and he asked.

"If nothing else, the custodian of Bodhidharma's relic is Fan Qinghui, the master of Cihang Jingzhai. This relic should also be the biggest trump card of Buddhism in the world."

Song Que's eyes flickered, slightly unnatural: "Song speculates that the person selected by the Buddhist sect will be able to obtain this relic, and will use this object to achieve success in the Buddhist world."

"The world of Buddhism..."

Lin Xuan pondered for a moment and said in a deep voice: "I don't know about the Song Dynasty clan leader, but do you know how Yang Jian, the former Emperor Wen of the Sui Dynasty, was able to conquer the world?"

"That's a good question, Holy Lord! There are many reasons for this, but the most important one is the 'revival of Han unification'." Song Que's eyes flashed with eloquence as he spoke: "Since the barbarians have messed up our country, my Han Dynasty has Under the threat of life and death, all aspiring people know that it is difficult to protect themselves if they do not strengthen themselves, which has put an end to the decadence of respecting Confucianism and cultivating literature since the Eastern Han Dynasty."

"When our ancestor Bei Feng publicly founded the Lingnan lineage, he also set advocating martial arts as the foundation of the clan."

"By the end of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, the generals in the army were mainly Han people, and Yang Jian was the general who had held military power for generations."

"It can be seen that the reason why Yang Jian was able to ascend to the throne was not due to luck or providence, but was actually the inevitable result of the revival of the power of the Han people."

Song Que has been thinking about this issue for too long without stopping.

"Brother Song, who do you think the monarch supported by Buddhism this time should be?"

"Since the bearded man does not want to fight for the world, in Song's eyes, although there are many heroes in the world, only three people can be emperors."

"Among them, the one that Buddhism will choose will naturally be Li Shimin, the second son of Li Yuan."

Song Que snorted lightly and sneered: "Song received an urgent report last night, saying that Li Yuan's eldest son Li Jiancheng was suddenly ill and may not die soon. Song guessed that the Buddhist sect had already taken action at this time."

"Didn't you say that there are three people who hope to become emperor..."

Yao Yueqi asked: "Why would Buddhism only choose Li Shimin?"

"This one……"

Song Que hesitated for a moment, with a strange look on his face: "Someone in Song felt that the Buddhist sect would not consider supporting the Holy Lord of the Demonic Sect to become emperor."

"……All right."

Yao Yue's eyes flashed and she looked at Lin Xuan silently with a complicated expression.

After meeting Lin Xuan in this dungeon, she actually only considered completing the space mission and didn't think too much.

However, after being reminded by Song Que, she discovered that Lin Xuan, the sage of the Demon Sect, had unknowingly possessed the power to influence the general trend of the world.

Suddenly Jiangshan Sheji was involved, and Yao Yue felt a little weird in her heart.

"Brother Song is so interested in me, I am deeply honored."

Lin Xuan's thoughts moved slightly, and he lowered his head and glanced at the golden sword at his waist: "The only person left who can compete for the world should be Brother Song himself?"

"Exactly! With Song's ability, he is not weaker than that kid named Li. You should ask the importance of that cauldron."

"But if Song didn't have the help of Buddhism, he would have only caused chaos in the world for a few more years, and in the end he would have died and his entire clan was wiped out."

As if he thought of something, a trace of pride flashed in Song Que's eyes, and he sneered: "It's better to die if Song is allowed to be a puppet of the Buddhist sect."

He once had a love affair with Fan Qinghui, the contemporary master of Cihang Jingzhai, who was considered a talented man and a beautiful woman.

However, due to differences in positions between the two parties, the union failed.

The biggest point of disagreement is that Fan Qinghui supports multi-ethnic integration.

She believes that the Han people not only have an advantage in numbers, but also have obvious advantages in economic and cultural levels.

As long as there is enough time, the differences between the invading foreign ethnic groups can be eliminated, and the melee between the ethnic groups will naturally end and turn from division to unity.

Well, even if the Five Huns disrupted China and the Southern and Northern Dynasties stood side by side, as long as a small price was paid, wouldn't it be the unification of the Sui Dynasty in the end?

Song Que certainly disagreed with this statement.

In Song Que's education, he had never heard of people not resisting invasion and letting nature wait for integration.

If this is really the case, it is conceivable that all the tribes outside the Great Wall will invade the Central Plains one after another, and there will never be peace in the Central Plains.

After repeated weighings, Song Que stated that he would strictly maintain the distinction between Han and Yi. If the north was invaded by the barbarians and was unable to save itself, he would lead the southerners to rise up and dominate the world, bringing order to the chaos.

Otherwise, the world will be trapped in war for a long time.

Fan Qinghui said: Brother Song, this is wrong for you. All living beings are equal before the Buddha, and foreigners are also our brothers and sisters. We cannot be so harsh.

The two talked more and more, and finally parted ways.

"Hmph! Those nuns only have their Buddha in their hearts. Not only do they not know the sufferings of the world, they probably don't regard themselves as human beings."

"That's right. Before the Buddha, all living beings are equal, so why bother caring about the life and death of others."

Yao Yue was displeased and sneered, "Most of the abilities of these nuns lie in that one mouth."

Cihang Jingzhai's behavior style is quite strange.

In the headwind game, he basically didn't show up, but in the tailwind game, he acted like he was a high-ranking player, choosing the king at every turn.

Those who really do practical things are devalued by Jingzhai as worthless and even stigmatized in various ways.

Yao Yue deeply suspected that these nuns deliberately caused trouble and trouble, and finally promoted Buddhism and gained merit and belief.

Well, cut a bunch of leeks fiercely to prove the truth.

Although it is indeed a very high-end gameplay, it is also quite disgusting.

"What the Moon Saint said is true, which is why Song firmly opposes it."

Song Que looked at Lin Xuan: "But I don't know what the saint's plan is for this world?"

"Originally, I thought that the leader of the Song Dynasty had received a letter from Fan Qinghui. For the sake of old friendship and even the whole Song Dynasty, he chose to rely on Buddhism and fight against the evil king."

Lin Xuan smiled: "I didn't expect that Brother Song's move was actually to get me to come to your clan and conspire with Brother Song on the affairs of the world."

"To be honest, Song's move is true or false."

"Oh?"

"Song did receive a letter from Master Fan Zhai, asking Song to remember his old friendship and fight against King Shi Xie to avenge Bi Xiuxin."

"Therefore, Song sent out the book of war to see the Holy Lord's attitude."

"If the Holy Lord ignores this matter, he doesn't care whether the Evil King lives or lives. Song will fight to the death with the Evil King and get his wish."

Song Que said calmly: "In this way, even if Song dies in battle, Buddhism will have nothing to say. Song seeks benevolence and gets benevolence, and can also save the lives of his clan members."

All the people in the world care about is Song Que, the Heavenly Sword.

Although Song Shidao had many advantages, he was elegant and easy-going, tolerant and generous, and compassionate...

But he can only be regarded as a well-behaved son of aristocratic family, far from the emperor's standards.

In other words, without Song Que, the Song Dynasty could only settle down in a corner, get a hereditary title, and bow down to the throne.

This is probably what Fan Qinghui wants to see most.

"What are Brother Song's plans after today?"

"If the Holy Lord is interested, the battle between Song and the Evil King can be canceled or it can be held as usual to conceal the truth."

"Although Song is obsessed with martial arts, he still wants to see a dynasty dominated by Han people."

Song Que's eyes shone brightly: "I wonder if the holy king has such thousands of miles of rivers and mountains in his heart?"

"I want to restrain the Buddha and promote the Way, help hundreds of families, and do great justice in the world..."

Lin Xuan looked out the window at the rolling mountains and let out a sigh of relief: "If the Buddha Emperor is born, what if we fight with him?"

There was a soft "clang" sound, and the golden sword on Lin Xuan's waist trembled slightly, making a clear sword sound.

"Haha! Song also has this intention in mind!"

Song Que laughed loudly: "Although Song is willing to join hands with the Holy Lord to reject Buddhism, there are some things that must be discussed."

"Well, at this point, you and I should also think about the people behind us."

Lin Xuan nodded slightly: "Brother Song, it doesn't matter if you say so."

Lin Xuan originally didn't attach much importance to the throne.

But at this time, giving the resources in hand to Song Que in vain would be irresponsible to Shi Zhixuan, Zhu Yuyan and others.

Let the Demon Sect's status be superior to the imperial power?

What is the difference between this kind of thing and Jingzhai?
Not to mention that Song Que would definitely not agree.

Lin Xuan himself couldn't do such a disgusting thing...

Therefore, it is better to go out in person and fight for the position of the emperor on earth.

There is still a lot of time left in this copy, and with some hard work, the framework of the dynasty can be set up.

Then he and Yao Yue will arrange the follow-up matters and just pretend to "shatter the void" or "ascend to become an immortal".

In this case, his rules immediately rose from "the laws of his ancestors" to "the laws of the Immortal Emperor."

Xuanyuan Huangdi also said that in the reincarnation space, falsehood can become true.

Since this world is real, maybe I can come back and see it in the future.

"That's how it should be. You and I are both martial arts practitioners. We'd rather take the straight path than seek it from the crooked path."

Song Que was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised the corner of his mouth and smiled faintly: "Heavenly Sword Song Que wants to fight with the Holy Lord, and bet on the country and the country to determine the position of the king and his ministers!"

Before he finished speaking, more than a dozen long knives on the wall began to chirp at the same time, as if they were psychic.

"Okay, I have always heard that Brother Song has nothing to do in his life except the sword."

Lin Xuan nodded and said: "Today I will take over Brother Song's world-famous Heavenly Sword. Maybe I can get a chance to set foot in the Broken Realm in the future."

It must be broken, so let's give Song Que a shot first.

"Shattered Void?"

Song Que was slightly startled and said seriously: "If the Holy Lord is better than Song, no matter what happens in the future, Song will dedicate himself to protecting the dynasty and the world."

Throughout the ages, there have only been a handful of broken people.

Regardless of whether he was invincible or not, he was an unparalleled master in the world, and his level was definitely higher than that of Song Que.

Song Que felt that if he lost to Lin Xuan, he would probably not be qualified to explore the ultimate realm of martial arts.

It is also quite good to realize your own ideas through the appearance of generals and generals.

In an instant, Song Que had eliminated all distracting thoughts, stretched out his right hand, and shook it slowly.

Lan Mang flashed, and in Song Que's hand was a long knife as thin as silk, as light and nimble as a feather.

Blue crystal light oozed out from all around the long knife, making a faint sound and being extremely sharp.

"I have always heard that Brother Song's Tianwen Nine Swordsman is the best swordsman in the world. Today is the time to learn from him."

Lin Xuan waved his right hand, and the golden sword was unsheathed in his hand, making a dragon roar.

(End of this chapter)