Joy of Life: I'm really not a saint

He never thinks highly of himself.

With my ninth-grade cultivation, it is not suitable for me to stay here. Even if Uncle Wu Zhu will protect me, I do not have the strength of a master after all.

Wu Zhu's previous battle with the two temple people was already so difficult, and he was afraid that he would not be able to protect himself later. His means had already been arranged, and it was not very important whether he stayed or not.

Today, even Fan Xian has become so cold-blooded.

Or did he subconsciously choose to ignore the life of the gun-wielding shadow?

The domineering true energy in Fan Xian's body was circulating, and his hands stuck firmly to the smooth stone wall, as if they had suction cups. At this time, he was in very good condition, and there was no problem of insufficient true energy. When he was about to reach the bottom, the sound of the reefs and waves in the sea was clearly audible.

With the sound of the explosion from above, Fan Xian was stunned.

"Explosives?"

He swallowed, then let go of the object in an instant and rushed towards the rocky sea surface not far away, as if he was not worried at all that he would be smashed to pieces.

The violent wind hit his back, causing him to deviate from the landing point he had originally chosen!

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, he was knocked far away and then fell straight into the water. "Why did the emperor know that Uncle Wuzhu would definitely be in Dadong Mountain?"

The great masters seemed to be attracted to each other and gathered at Dadong Mountain without any agreement. It seemed that Wuzhu was reasonable here.

But Fan Xian understood that Emperor Qing was certain that Wu Zhu would be there, and the two people in the temple were just there for him.

The incident of the abnormal death of the high priest at the end of the year before last came to Fan Xian's mind.

Perhaps, the connection between Emperor Qing and the temple existed earlier than he thought?

After the explosion, Fan Xian also saw the Jiaozhou navy approaching from a distance, but now he was also one of the assassins of Emperor Qing, and he did not know what order Emperor Qing had given to the Jiaozhou navy before, so he did not dare to approach rashly.

Without thinking, he dived into the sea in an instant and disappeared.

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A warship was sailing quickly on the sea. The soldiers on lookout just now observed the figure of the person who fell into the sea. They rushed over here hastily, shooting dozens of feather arrows mercilessly.

They are anxious!

Under this kind of divine power, is Your Majesty dead or alive?

The generals on the ship had mixed expressions on their faces. Thinking about these rumors and the blockade of the direction of Kyoto, perhaps the situation was really going to change!

What should I do then? If nothing happens to His Majesty in the end, I will be finished.

The navy ships were afraid to get too close to the shore because they were worried about the reefs at the foot of Dadong Mountain. No matter what the reason was, they were all trying their best to search for something, but there was no one on the sea at this time, not even a fish or shrimp, all of them were frightened by the loud noise just now and fled in all directions.

Fan Xian was lying quietly under the boat at this moment. Perhaps because the sound of the waves hitting the rocks was too loud, and he deliberately suppressed his own voice, no one could notice his arrival.

His face was pale but calm.

The impact also caused him internal injuries. Even with the strong meridians he had cultivated over the years of practicing Tyrannical Qi, he was still unable to withstand it...

He had to hurry back to Beijing to do what he should do.

The shore was filled with smoke and dust, and it was unclear how many people survived. Thinking of the more than one hundred tiger guards and thousands of black cavalry, Fan Xian felt heavy in his heart.

Chapter 325 Seal.

At this time, Li An and Ku He had already boarded the Northern Qi ship.

This was the location that was decided at the beginning. If the Qing Kingdom navy was unable to come to support due to reasons, they would board the ship here.

Inside the cabin, Li An moved Emperor Qing's body out.

Looking at the infinite fear and anger fixed on his face, Li An could guess what he was thinking at the last moment of his death.

Perhaps the final big explosion and his own teleportation were not the most surprising things to Emperor Qing.

What really surprised and angered him was the second shot on the top of the mountain!

In this world, Emperor Qing always thought that he was the one who knew the box best, even better than Chen Pingping, because Ye Qingmei had used that box to kill his two brothers silently and put Emperor Qing on the throne.

What is this?

This kind of thing is beyond people's imagination!

No one would not be afraid of the existence of such a thing. Perhaps Emperor Qing, who was still a little prince at that time, was not afraid. After all, at that time, this box belonging to Ye Qingmei was used to help him.

But what happens after that?

What happened after the Taiping Villa incident?

This box that helped him the most was also the biggest threat to him. Emperor Qing was afraid. It was like a sword hanging over his head. Even though he became a grandmaster by accident, this fear still existed and became more profound as time passed.

Perhaps at the beginning, he didn't have so many excuses and reasons.

In essence, perhaps it was because of this box that he chose to kill Ye Qingmei.

Everyone in the world thought that Emperor Qing was diligent in government affairs and never slacked off. Even the beauties in the harem were the fewest among all the princes. Emperor Qing felt that his life was threatened at any time, so how could he care about that? This caused resentment in the harem, and it was not a ghost of the palace fighting.

He locked himself in the palace and focused on government affairs. Who knows if he did it out of fear?

Everyone thought that he never toured the country because he couldn't bear to disturb the local people, but who knew that he did it out of fear?

Now, the gun might be turned against him.

Li An didn't know whether Shadow could survive, but he knew that Wuzhu would definitely survive, because that pair of eyes was so dazzling.

The bulletproof vest was stripped off Emperor Qing, and with a bang, a piece of steel plate fell out from inside!

This time, Li An couldn't do it.

It's really funny to say that Emperor Qing often ridicules the eldest princess and several princes, and even Fan Xian is often ridiculed by them. He has no means to accomplish big things, but he has an endless supply of small tricks.

And now, even he himself has used these so-called little tricks.

"Master Ku He, how are you now?" Li An looked at the gloomy sea outside. He understood that they were also racing against time, and the fighting power of the master Ku He was indispensable.

Ku He's expression remained expressionless, even though his eldest disciple Lang Tao was unable to return, but all this was for Northern Qi. He could even disregard his own life, let alone other things?

"It will take another three days."

The Tianyi technique is peaceful and natural, and is considered to be the most suitable one for healing among the several techniques brought out from the temple.

After thinking about it, Yan Xiaoyi and Haitang Duoduo are seriously injured, so we really can't be too anxious.

"Then we will stay at sea for three days. We will go to Hangzhou first, bypass Li Yunrui's blockade, and then enter Kyoto from Jiangnan Road!"

"I didn't expect Si Gu Jian to make this choice!"

Ku He was injured by Si Gu Jian. Although he was not feeling well either, this also made Ku He understand that even if the two of them really fought to the death, he might be the one to die in the end!

The most he could do was to die with Si Gu Jian.

"It's strange, why didn't Yelu Xuan choose to take action in the end?" Ku He asked with doubt in his tone.

Although he has not left the mountains for many years, he is well aware of the general situation in the world.

As an old country that has suddenly revived in recent years, the masters born in Xihu naturally attracted the attention of the world.

At that time, Li An obviously had no ability to fight, and coupled with Si Gu Jian's sudden attack, Yelu Xuan should not have given up this opportunity.

Now that Emperor Qing is dead, Fan Xian, with Wu Zhu's help, is fully capable of taking over Qing. Even if he himself does not want to be the emperor, he will support the puppet Third Prince to take the throne.

Although domestic unrest and chaos are inevitable, they will not last too long.

If Yelu Xuan had taken action at that time, he could have killed one of the two masters of Northern Qi, and restored the balance among the countries, and the situation in which Northern Qi was the only powerful country in the future would not have occurred.

Perhaps it was because he understood this that Si Gu Jian chose to take action?

Thinking of the letter he had sent to Xihu using a snow sculpture before leaving Northern Qi, Li An was thoughtful and said uncertainly, "Maybe he couldn't guess my depth and thought I had a trick up my sleeve?"

Thinking of Li Ang's almost instantaneous teleportation ability, Ku He nodded in agreement, and then felt a little scared.

At the same time, he was glad that Li Ang was helping Northern Qi.

This also further strengthened his speculation that he was the one in the temple. Ku He had seen the temple before. Although he had not been able to enter it, the various magical features of the building were still vivid in his mind.

"What is under Taiping Villa?"

Suddenly, Ku He asked.

His curiosity can be put aside for now, this is the best time to attack Qing! If he misses it, he will have to waste countless national strength to destroy Qing.

How could Ang Lee not know this?

Once the balance is broken, Dongyi City and Xihu will definitely turn their guns on Qing Kingdom without hesitation.

The opponent's united force will collapse instantly.

"I don't know what it is." Li An glanced at Ku He and saw that his face was pale. He realized that his life might be coming to an end.

Perhaps he wanted to complete the hegemony of Northern Qi in the final period?

In Ku He's heart, perhaps the biggest obsession is to return to the Wei era?

"As for the subsequent military deployment, I have a plan in mind." Li An was waiting for news.

Seeing that Li Ang had something in mind, Ku He stopped talking.

The battle was extremely brutal. He and Li An were seriously injured, and he also lost one of his apprentices.

Yan Xiaoyi and Haitang Duoduo, who were brought here, can't even get out of bed now. They have paid a heavy price.

"Wang Shisanlang."

Li An had a feeling that maybe Wang Shisanlang was not dead.

He called Taoist He into the cabin, whispered a few words to him, and the latter nodded and left.

"Are you worried that Ye Liuyun is not dead?" Ku He had a guess in his mind and could associate everything in an instant.

Could Ye Liuyun really survive that kind of explosion?

Really tenacious!

Li An did not comment, and said softly: "Emperor Qing is dead, guess what the Ye family's position is now?"

"Second Prince?"

"That's right!" Li An nodded, and a seal appeared in his hand. "I didn't expect Emperor Qing to bring this kind of thing with him during the Heavenly Sacrifice Ceremony. How about using this to exchange Wang Shisanlang from the Second Prince?"

Ku He smiled slightly: "You were planning to give this seal to one of the princes, right?"

Chapter 326: Yan Fu and his son.

Kyoto, the capital.

"Father, the eldest princess's shadow is involved in this matter!" Yan Bingyun looked at his father with a look of shock and anger on his face, and his expression was ferocious. He hadn't shown such an expression for a long time, not to mention that the man was his father.

"You are now in charge of the four places and are the chief organizer of the four places. Don't you know that killing innocent people and taking credit for it is a capital crime!"

"Killing innocent people and claiming credit for their crimes is indeed a serious crime, but this kind of thing is common in the bitter cold of the frontier. How easy is it to completely stop it?"

Yan Ruohai sneered, "This is just a reward from the court to balance the extra rewards given to the border generals."

"Haha, lying about military achievements, and acting with other countries!"

Yan Bingyun stared coldly into his father's eyes, as if trying to understand something from them.

Unexpectedly, Yan Ruohai glared back, not giving in at all, "Are you saying that there is something wrong with this great victory in Cangzhou? Could it be that the people of Northern Qi are acting together with the border generals?"

"If it was just killing innocent people to claim credit, the nature of this matter would be different, and the border guard would be beheaded. But this matter involves Northern Qi, does the court want to hide it from the world?" Yan Bingyun said coldly: "The Northern Expedition Army reported that they lost 5,000 people in the battle! There wasn't even a battle, how could there be 5,000 deaths!"

Yan Ruohai stopped talking, but slowly stood up, looked at his son indifferently, and said word by word:

"Do you really know what you're talking about?"

As he spoke, he threw a secret document on the table. "You beheaded 8,000 people, but only lost 5,000 of your own men. If this isn't a great victory, what is it? Do you think you can see through everything? If you didn't rely on the intelligence system in the hospital, what kind of person would you be?"

"Even if the court was planning to cooperate in this big show, so what? You think you are the only smart one and everyone else is a fool for reporting it privately. This matter alone is enough to expel you from the Overwatch Council!"

"Cooperate in the play?" Yan Bingyun felt pain in his lungs, and his heart was filled with endless anger. "Five thousand people! Where did the five thousand people who survived go? Father, have you ever thought about this question?"

As he spoke, Yan Bingyun pointed at the map of Qing Kingdom on the table and shouted, "Your Majesty is now offering sacrifices to the heavens at Dadong Mountain, and Cangzhou is only 500 miles away from there! If the 5,000 people who were supposed to be 'dead' written in the battle report suddenly appeared at Dadong Mountain, what do you think will happen, father?"

Yan Ruohai frowned and said coldly: "You are really stupid. Perhaps you have been in Northern Qi for a long time, so you have forgotten the geographical environment of Qing Kingdom. Although Cangzhou and Dadong Mountain are close, there is a Xiao Mountain in between! How steep and harsh the Xiao Mountain is, do I need to explain it in detail?"

The Cangzhou victory happened just half a month ago, and it happened in Dadong Mountain? Absolutely impossible.

Seeing that his son was still sneering, Yan Ruohai continued, "If this army is really still alive, they would have to go around Mount Xiao to reach Mount Dadong, and the distance would increase exponentially, not to mention that they would have to pass through many cities. Do you think they can do all this silently?"

"What if we don't have to take a detour?"