Shushan Wushen

Chapter 166 Broken Purple Flute

"what!!!"

Yang Jian and the others exclaimed in surprise.

Wearing a dragon robe, the emperor who took off the cloak for the soldiers with his own hands——is Tang Chen!
Suddenly, the artistic conception gradually faded away, almost disappeared, but it did not go away, but rapidly became smaller...

Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, they came one after another, and got into the upper end of the thumb of Tang Chen's left hand, the middle of the index finger, and the tip of the middle finger!
"Peng~."

From the Jade Seal of Chuanguo in Yang Jian's hand, a ferocious dragon suddenly sprang out.All over the body is gold, and the light is shining.Tsundere a circle ~.

Swish!
He rushed towards Tang Chen.

Tang Chen twitched his eyebrows, and there was a trace of coldness in his eyes. Is this the ultimate revenge?I'm not afraid!
Pingshui Thirty-Finger Kung Fu is not only 28 fingerings, but also two fists!
[East Jue] and [Salty Jue].

Tang Chen clenched his right fist without hesitation, and recited [Pingshui Thirty Fingers Dong Jue].

"Heaven and earth, rain and wind. Continent and sky. Mountains, flowers, sea trees, red sun sky. Thunder faint, foggy. The sky is under the sun. The wind is high, the moon is white in autumn, and the sunset is red after the rain. Around the Niu and Nv Xinghe, the merchants and the two luminaries fight to the west East. On the frontier of the fortress in October, the garrison brigade is frightened by the rustling frost;

Galaxy, green and red.Lord Yu Bolei.Yanlou Snow Cave, Moon Palace and Heavenly Palace.The cloud is cloudy, and the sun is cloudy.Wax clogs fishing tent.The stars are like arrows, and the moon is like a bow.Passengers in the post station meet the plum rain, and people in the pool pavilion are in the wind of lotus root flowers.In front of Maodian Village, the bright moon falls into the forest and the rooster sings the rhyme; on the Banqiao Road, Qingshuang locks the whereabouts of the horse.

Mountains and Seas, Hua Song.The four mountains and the three men.The palace flower forbids the willow, and the dragon in the Yanjiang River.Qingshu Palace, Guanghan Palace.Pick up green and inscribe red.Zhuang Zhou's dream turns into a butterfly, and Lu Wang's dream turns into a flying bear.When the wind stops in the north, the summer fan stops, and the south curtain exposes the sun to save the winter heat.The crane dances at the head of the building, and the jade flute beats the disabled fairy moon; on the Fengxiang stage, the purple flute blows off the beauty. "

Boom~, Tang Chen punched out, and the fist glowed with a metallic luster, which was very terrifying.The faucet collapsed!
But this is just a prelude!

The shocking and horrifying scene caught everyone's attention!

The sacred golden dragon exploded immediately, turning into a dripping rain of light, spraying all over Tang Chen's body...

In an instant, an indescribable brilliance rose from Tang Chen's body, and it was so brilliant that it couldn't be more brilliant.

Like a god, a radiant real god!

"——Jin King Ah Chuan!"

Swearing to the teacher, the officers and soldiers on and off the high platform, all the liver trembled!

Thousands of troops had the urge to worship from the bottom of their hearts.They all knelt down.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

On the high platform, except for Yang Jian and Yang Yong, the rest of the civil and military officials couldn't bear the weight on their knees.Kneeling involuntarily!

Backer King Yang Lin stared wide-eyed in surprise and shook his leopard head.He felt that something important in his body melted in an instant.He ran towards Tang Chen in a misty way.

The future life is destined to be decided by this young King Jin!

The feeling of Yang Lin, the king of the mountain, is not unique. This feeling hits everyone's heart one after another.

Tang Chen's back can't be restrained... "Hey!" In front of that back is another world!The wonderful world I yearn for!
Tang Chen squinted his eyes at this moment, feeling the growth of Yuanhun.The original soul appeared chapped, then mottled, and then the soul body overflowed from the cracks, and the cracks were settled down, and then new cracks were formed, the soul body continued to expand, the cracks also settled, and the surface of the original soul body became smooth again like New…….

Repeatedly, the scars fade away, covered with new life, and the original soul grows crazily in a fission style.

Tang Chen felt the strength of Yuanhun.The body has far exceeded the soul of the ninth rank of the Martial God.Yuanhun body is better than Yuanshen body?This is incredible!
Tang Chen couldn't believe it. He manipulated the soul body and tapped it lightly, and it actually made a sound of 'puff puff'. It was very viscous and tense, which was undeniable.

"Hee hee!...Diwang Baoshi really is a great supplement!"

Tang Chen was happy in his heart, but his face was sad.Emperor's precious poems are hard to find.

"Hmph!" Yang Jian snorted coldly, his expression unkind.

Han Qinhu, Yang Lin, the civil servants backed away in an instant, and the generals unleashed their murderous aura and drew out their weapons.

"Hand over the emperor's precious poem mood! Or die!"

Yu Wenhuaji waved the brush in his hand, shouting behind the general, he was not alone, most of the civil servants gathered around him, brushing on the wat board, scribbling, writing precious poems...

Seeing this, Tang Chen's eyes brightened.

"I really want to come here, this world is so wonderful."

Tang Chen couldn't help sticking out the tip of his tongue and licking his lips.shouted suddenly.

"Oh? Wow, I'm afraid of death! If you don't pay me, what can I do? Kill me if you have the ability! Hahaha."

Tang Chen laughed wildly, stepped on the nine palaces for fifteen steps, quickly avoided the generals, and rushed towards the civil servants.

Those civil servants were horrified, and there was already a legend in their minds that Ah Cheng kicked Yang Xuangan to death.The huge psychological pressure caused them to fall into Tang Chen's tricks!

Civil officials recite precious poems aloud!The sound shook the world, and artistic conceptions came one after another, rumbling with extraordinary momentum!
Great rivers, great rivers, great mountains, great swords, great generals, and great beauties all stack together!
Tang Chen seemed to have been crushed by a big world...

"Wow! I can't eat it! It's too much."

Tang Chen's head grew bigger immediately, and there is always a limit.If there are too many good things, it will be overwhelming!

While dodging, Tang Chen recited the Pingshui thirty-finger formula.Speech fast ~.

Tang Chen's fingers were trembling unbelievably~~.

...falling into the eyes of everyone—this is extreme panic! ...Scared!
Yu Wenhua and his eyes were very vicious, and when he saw this, he shouted loudly to remind his colleagues.

"Ah Cheng is shaking with fear. Don't hold back, kill him!"

Seeing Tang Chen's trembling paws, the civil servants did not suspect him.

Yu Wenhua and this fellow were also vicious, cast a cold glance at Tang Chen, wrote on the wat blackboard script, and quietly recited:

"The hut is in the land of people,

And no traffic noise.

Ask Jun He Nenger?
Distracted from the heart.

Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence,
Leisurely see Nanshan.

The mountain weather is beautiful at sunset,
Birds return each other.

There is truth in this,
Forgot to tell. "

This is the [Prime Minister's Special] artistic conception treasure poem of the Sui Dynasty!It is specially used to deal with those civil servants who have exhausted their talents and have no vitality.Professionally deal with the 'big loss recruit' who refuses to resign and return to his hometown when he reaches his age!
According to legend, once the poetic conception of this treasure is sacrificed, the officials who are recruited will lose their minds instantly.He obeyed his words, resigned from office, and ran out of the court!
...the absolute ace!So overbearing!It's just that once this artistic conception is used up, the poem will completely lose its existence value.

Yu Wenhuaji gritted his teeth.used!
Tang Chen didn't understand the power of this precious poem at all, so he couldn't guard against it.

...In Tang Chen's eyes, he was just an old man in a bustling city.His expression is peaceful and extremely beautiful, especially those eyes are as clear as a boy's, bright and transparent, refreshing, pure lake water....

Suddenly.

There was a seductive gleam in the pupils of the old man's eyes...

Sparkling, rippling, and suddenly, the lake and mountains reflect an idyllic beauty...  

…The mountain is neither lofty nor steep, and there is a small fenced courtyard at the foot of the mountain, where golden chrysanthemums are blooming, giving off a faint fragrance….

huh~~

A flying bird broke into the field of vision, in the tranquility~extremely agile.

'Inadvertently' grabbed all Tang Chen's attention!
Tang Chen's eyes followed the birds, passing over the Jinju courtyard, gliding across the blue sky, covering the white clouds, and crossing the Nanshan Mountain...

Suddenly~

The bird is gone!
"Hey!" But Tang Chen couldn't look back.

Tang Chen was immediately lost! !
"not good!"

Tang Chen felt that his consciousness had fallen into silence.

But, it's too late!Tang Chen in the real world, with a blank look in his eyes, walked towards Yu Wenhua and... in a daze.

(End of this chapter)