Zongwu: Two Thousand Years Later, I Will Be the Emperor of Heaven!

　　However, from this silence, he saw the mountains of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, as well as a scene of human tragedy.

　　"Unfortunate, pathetic, pathetic!"

　　"What's a pity? What's pitiful? What's so sad?" Before Ying Yu's voice could finish, an old but full of anger sounded from beside him.

　　Ying Yu didn't need to look back to know who was coming.

　　Zhang Sanfeng!

　　After seeing Ying Yu in the daytime, the head of Wudang could see that Ying Yu could not have come here specially to celebrate his birthday, and he had no interest in the Dragon Saber.And Ying Yu and the others have their purpose no matter what they do, so they come to see Ying Yu at night.

　　"' 〃 Go out for a walk." Ying Yu did not immediately answer Zhang Sanfeng's words, but invited him.

　　"Ah."

　　Zhang Sanfeng bowed his head and left this quiet Taoist temple with Ying Yu.

　　The night was dark and the wind was high, and Wudang Mountain was even steeper. If you accidentally stepped on it, you would die.

　　However, these two are both talented and daring people, even if everyone in Wudang Mountain fell to their death, it would not be their turn.

　　"Unfortunately, on the day when you, Zhang Zhenren's [-]th birthday, this Wudang Mountain will not be so peaceful!" Walking on a quiet mountain road, Ying Yu suddenly paused, looked at Zhang Sanfeng sideways, and said A fact that no one dared to reveal.

　　Zhang Sanfeng's amiable expression changed slightly, and the solemnity from his heart appeared, "Yes, Wudang Mountain will never be calm then!"

　　"What about pathetic and pathetic?"

　　After a pause, Zhang Sanfeng asked.

　　Ying (Zhao Zhao) Yu did not immediately answer his words, and pointed his finger at his eyes, "Zhang Zhenren, you should know that I started by selling news and intelligence!"

　　"Yeah." Zhang Sanfeng didn't understand what Ying Yu was saying, so he acquiesced.

　　A trace of sympathy appeared on Ying Yu's face, and in this pitch-black environment, it still fell into Zhang Sanfeng's eyes.

　　"Then, do you know why I dare to claim to be omniscient and omniscient?" Ying Yu first asked Zhang Sanfeng, without waiting for the other person's answer, and then made an explanation on his own.

　　"Everything is due to the blessing of the blood of the Emperor! These eyes can see something. As long as I don't intervene, what I see will definitely happen!"

　　"Oh?" Zhang Sanfeng naturally disbelieved Ying Yu's words, but he responded appropriately, "Your Majesty, what you call pitiful and pathetic is because of what you see. Come?".

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　　Ying Yu did not deny this: "Exactly. I have seen two things, and I feel pitiful and sad about it."

　　"Poor, at your birthday banquet, Zhenren Zhang, Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu will both commit suicide!"

　　what?

　　As soon as Ying Yu said these words, Rao is Zhang Sanfeng's extraordinary state of mind, he has reached the state of not being obsessed with everything, and he is still moved.

　　Although Wudang has masters like clouds, but only the seven warriors of Wudang are worshipped by Zhang Sanfeng. Among these seven disciples, Zhang Sanfeng's favorite is Zhang Cuishan.

　　Now, after ten years of separation, Ying Yu finally said that both of them would die!

　　In an instant, if it wasn't for Zhang Sanfeng's excellent self-preservation, he would have turned his face on Ying Yu.Even so, there are still strands of Taoist purple energy leaking from Zhang Sanfeng's thin body, dyeing the green leaves into deep purple.

　　With Zhang Sanfeng and Ying Yu as the center, within a radius of ten feet, the green lotus blossoms bloom, showing the peerless style of Taoist real people.

　　"Ah!"

　　In the face of Zhang Sanfeng's pressure, Ying Yu did not move like a mountain. If he were an ordinary great master, he might be hurt by Zhang Sanfeng's aura. However, after two thousand years of tempering, his state of mind was stronger than Zhang Sanfeng.

　　With a deep chuckle, the shadow of a black dragon appeared around Ying Yu's body, and a dazzling light curtain appeared behind his head, as if he was borrowing the power of the Heavenly Emperor to resist the pressure from Zhang Sanfeng.

　　No matter how unparalleled the Wudang Zhang Zhenren's magical power is, he can't help exhausting all the classics of the Qin Dynasty, plus the supreme Daluotian magical power created by the divine power of Nuwa!

　　Click!

　　This kind of momentum confrontation seems to be normal, but in fact, it is no more dangerous.

　　A tiny crack appeared three feet in front of Ying Yu's body, which was extremely conspicuous.

　　"For the first time, Lao Dao began to believe that the so-called blood descendants of the Emperor of Heaven!" Zhang Sanfeng said solemnly after seeing that he couldn't win Ying Yu.

　　Ying Yu also took back his supreme Daluotian divine art, and said lightly: "To each other, Zhang Zhenren's divine art also amazes me."

　　"However, Zhenren Zhang doesn't want to know, what is the sadness that I said?"

　　Zhang Sanfeng sighed and said: "If it's true, as His Majesty said, Lao Dao's hundred-year-old birthday has become the death date of the Cui Shan couple. Isn't that sad?"

　　Ying Yu was startled, what he wanted to say was that Zhang Wuji, the Virgin of the World, had no desire for revenge in the face of the great revenge of his parents being forced to death, and even tried to save his enemies from danger many times, which is really sad.

　　Unexpectedly, Zhang Sanfeng was thinking wrong, but he didn't mean to correct it.

　　"Zhang Zhenren, how about making a deal?" Ying Yu changed the topic and said calmly, "As long as Zhang Zhenren is willing to accept my canonization and become the national teacher of Qin, I can guarantee that none of this will happen, and I will cure the disabled for ten years. Yu Daiyan!"

　　Ask Zhang Sanfeng to be the Great Qin State Teacher!

　　This is one of the purposes of Ying Yu's coming to the Song Dynasty. Otherwise, why would he have to put down a lot of government affairs and come here?

　　Please Laodao become the national teacher?

　　Zhang Sanfeng was stunned when he heard what Ying Yu said.

　　After he was seventy years old, due to his growing reputation, the Song Dynasty, the Great Sui Dynasty, and even the extinct Ming Dynasty all expressed their willingness to honor him as a national teacher, but he declined.

　　Who knows, His Majesty Qin Huang also has this meaning!

　　Cure Daiyan?

　　After a second thought, Zhang Sanfeng's face showed a few movements.

　　Yu Daiyan has been disabled for ten years, which has become one of his worries. It would be best if he could recover.

　　As for preventing everything from happening, Zhang Sanfeng could see that the two guards that Ying Yu brought were great masters.

　　His Majesty the Qin Emperor himself, his martial arts are also unfathomable, and he is indeed a great aid!

　　In an instant, Zhang Sanfeng was in conflict.

　　Ying Yu watched from the sidelines, waiting for Zhang Sanfeng to make a decision.

　　"Old Daoist refuses!" After pondering for a while, Zhang Sanfeng gave an answer that Ying Yu expected.

　　"Alas!" Ying Yu sighed, "Because of Zhenren Zhang, you are from Song?"

　　"That's right." Zhang Sanfeng said calmly, "The troubled times have come, and with His Majesty's ability, he will definitely be able to establish prominent achievements in troubled times. However, the old Taoist was born and raised in the Song Dynasty. Even if he has become a monk, his feelings for the Song Dynasty are not It's so easy to erase. If you accept His Majesty's canonization, wouldn't it mean that Lin Lao will be infatuated!"

　　Ying Yu's tone showed regret, "Then, I really regret it. Since this is the case, I can only choose to watch the play!"

　　"Please rest assured, Your Majesty, this scene must be exciting enough!"

　　Hearing that Ying Yu regarded the conflict that broke out a few days later as a good show, Zhang Sanfeng was not annoyed, but said rudely.

　　As for what Ying Yu said that Zhang Cuishan and his wife would be forced to death, Zhang Sanfeng did not take it too seriously.

　　"I hope so!"

　　Ying Yu stared deeply at Zhang Sanfeng, the sympathy in his eyes made Zhang Sanfeng feel uncomfortable.

　　At the end, he left four words and turned to the Taoist Temple where he lived.

　　………………

　　Crackling!

　　Firecrackers blared, gongs and drums blaring.

　　The [-]th birthday banquet of Zhang Sanfeng, the head of Wudang, is a rare event in the martial arts, not to mention the notorious golden-haired lion king Xie Xun and the fall of the dragon-slaughtering sword known as the supreme martial arts!

　　The sky was bright, Wudang Mountain went up and down, Zhike Daoist lit a string of hanging firecrackers.

　　Early in the morning of Wudang Mountain, according to their status, the guests who were arranged to various Taoist temples went to Zixiao Palace one after another.

　　Most of the people who stayed at the foot of the mountain belonged to people with bad intentions, or they had a bloody feud with Xie Xun and wanted to kill him for revenge; or they coveted the dragon-slaying sword and tried to seize the sword to become the supreme martial artist; prestige!

　　Shaolin monks, all wearing brocade cassocks, climbed the mountain one by one under the leadership of the head of the temple, Xuanci.

　　On the mountain road along the way, many martial artists saw Shaolin monks and hurried out of the way, whispering in groups of three or five.

　　"Shaolin Abbot Xuanci?"

　　"And that one, seems to be the iron-shouldered master who was known as a divine arrest before he became a monk!"

　　"These Shaolin bald donkeys are almost out of their nests. It seems that Wudang is in big trouble!"

　　……

　　Clang!

　　The Shaolin monks arrived, and the silent mountain road began to sound again.

　　A middle-aged nun with two long eyebrows, an ancient sword in her arms, the sword's edge hidden in the scabbard, and there is still the flow of the cold sword, and she took her disciples up the mountain.

　　"Master Mie Mie is here too!"

　　"That's natural. It is said that the Dragon-Slaughtering Sword and the Heavenly Sword came from the Daming Royal Family. Before this Mie Shitai became a monk, it was the Princess of the Daming Royal Family."

　　"Be quiet, this old nun is not easy to mess with!"

　　……

　　Among the martial arts heroes, seeing Shi Tai, who lives up to his name, speaks a little bit softly, lest it provoke her sword edge.

　　Although Mie Shitai's martial arts cannot be called the top, but relying on the edge of the invincible Yitian Sword, even the great master is not willing to provoke her.

　　"Junior sister, you scared others!"

　　Behind Mie Shitai, followed by an old man in black, holding a sword with an inscribed gossip pattern on the hilt, the old man whispered in the ear of Mie Shitai when he heard the words from around him.

　　"Humph! But a bunch of cowardly rats!".

Chapter 168

　　Zixiao Palace.

　　Because there were too many guests or uninvited guests, Rao Shi Wudang was well prepared and busy.