Chapter 1995
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During the whole process, some ordinary officials and Wudang low-level disciples all looked excited, but only a few insiders were pressed down by the big stone and did not dare to relax for a moment.
Yin Liting looked at the road up the mountain several times, looking sad. If Qingshu couldn't come back in time, I'm afraid Wudang would experience unprecedented disaster.
The whole process lasted for several hours, and the whole audience was in a solemn and solemn atmosphere. Although many people complained about Zhao Gou's actions in recent years, people in this era respected ghosts and gods, but no one dared to show anything unusual.
After offering sacrifices to heaven, Zhao Gou said to the people around him: "as expected, they should not do it when offering sacrifices to heaven."
Li Yanshi nodded, lowered his voice and said, "it's really not a good time for people to worship the heaven because of many eyes." If the assassin is from the state of Jin, you don't need to care about this. But this time, the ultimate goal of the assassin is to kill the king. No one can afford such a reputation.
"Since they don't have a chance, I'll give them a chance." Zhao Gou snorted coldly.
Li Yanshi quickly advised: "officials think twice, now it is not to the extent of death, at this time down the mountain, with the army escort, everything is still in time."
Zhao Gou said in a deep voice: "after planning for such a long time, how can we give up when things come to an end."
Ignoring Li Yanshi's advice, he sent someone to invite Yin Liting: "it's not easy for me to go out of the palace. Wudang is thousands of miles away from Lin'an. I don't know if I'll have a chance to see immortal Zhang again in my life, so can I trouble the six heroes of Yin to invite immortal Zhang to come here?"
After listening to his sincere words, he now looks like a king of a country, but he looks like an ordinary old man. Yin Liting couldn't bear to say: "the officials are so sincere. In the past, the master will come here, but now he can't get away... In the future, the master will go to see the officials in person. Why should the officials be in a hurry?" After a pause, he couldn't help adding in a low voice: "it's better for the officials to return to the palace early and stay in the capital."
Hearing his semantic pun, Zhao Gou was a bit surprised. But now, he can't say he'll quit. "Since immortal Zhang is in seclusion and has no time to separate himself, I'll go to the bamboo grove courtyard in Houshan to visit him. Even if Immortal Zhang can't come out, it's good to teach him across the door."
After that, he asked his entourage to stay here to deal with all kinds of red tape left over from the sacrifice. He took the imperial guards and found Wudang disciples to lead the way and went back to the mountain.
Yin Liting clenched his teeth and wanted to persuade him again. Suddenly, a man stood in front of him: "don't worry about Yin Liuxia. The official family is the real dragon emperor, and there must be gods and Buddhas all over the sky to protect him. Naturally, evil and heresy can't hurt him."
Looking up, he found a red faced monk smiling and looking at himself. Yin Liting was shocked. He had been instructed by his elder martial brother Shifu over the years and devoted himself to practicing martial arts. He was a first-class master in the world. He could vaguely judge a person's strength through Qi.
Before, he had already felt the powerful Qi and blood of the emperor's instruments. Among the Wudang chivalrous men, perhaps only the first and second elder martial brothers could barely compete with them. But the monk was standing here, but he could not feel the existence of each other. He had never felt this feeling, that is, every time he faced the master.
Is this man like a master? But when did Shaolin Temple have such experts?
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During the whole process, some ordinary officials and Wudang low-level disciples all looked excited, but only a few insiders were pressed down by the big stone and did not dare to relax for a moment.
Yin Liting looked at the road up the mountain several times, looking sad. If Qingshu couldn't come back in time, I'm afraid Wudang would experience unprecedented disaster.
The whole process lasted for several hours, and the whole audience was in a solemn and solemn atmosphere. Although many people complained about Zhao Gou's actions in recent years, people in this era respected ghosts and gods, but no one dared to show anything unusual.
After offering sacrifices to heaven, Zhao Gou said to the people around him: "as expected, they should not do it when offering sacrifices to heaven."
Li Yanshi nodded, lowered his voice and said, "it's really not a good time for people to worship the heaven because of many eyes." If the assassin is from the state of Jin, you don't need to care about this. But this time, the ultimate goal of the assassin is to kill the king. No one can afford such a reputation.
"Since they don't have a chance, I'll give them a chance." Zhao Gou snorted coldly.
Li Yanshi quickly advised: "officials think twice, now it is not to the extent of death, at this time down the mountain, with the army escort, everything is still in time."
Zhao Gou said in a deep voice: "after planning for such a long time, how can we give up when things come to an end."
Ignoring Li Yanshi's advice, he sent someone to invite Yin Liting: "it's not easy for me to go out of the palace. Wudang is thousands of miles away from Lin'an. I don't know if I'll have a chance to see immortal Zhang again in my life, so can I trouble the six heroes of Yin to invite immortal Zhang to come here?"
After listening to his sincere words, he now looks like a king of a country, but he looks like an ordinary old man. Yin Liting couldn't bear to say: "the officials are so sincere. In the past, the master will come here, but now he can't get away... In the future, the master will go to see the officials in person. Why should the officials be in a hurry?" After a pause, he couldn't help adding in a low voice: "it's better for the officials to return to the palace early and stay in the capital."
Hearing his semantic pun, Zhao Gou was a bit surprised. But now, he can't say he'll quit. "Since immortal Zhang is in seclusion and has no time to separate himself, I'll go to the bamboo grove courtyard in Houshan to visit him. Even if Immortal Zhang can't come out, it's good to teach him across the door."
After that, he asked his entourage to stay here to deal with all kinds of red tape left over from the sacrifice. He took the imperial guards and found Wudang disciples to lead the way and went back to the mountain.
Yin Liting clenched his teeth and wanted to persuade him again. Suddenly, a man stood in front of him: "don't worry about Yin Liuxia. The official family is the real dragon emperor, and there must be gods and Buddhas all over the sky to protect him. Naturally, evil and heresy can't hurt him."
Looking up, he found a red faced monk smiling and looking at himself. Yin Liting was shocked. He had been instructed by his elder martial brother Shifu over the years and devoted himself to practicing martial arts. He was a first-class master in the world. He could vaguely judge a person's strength through Qi.
Before, he had already felt the powerful Qi and blood of the emperor's instruments. Among the Wudang chivalrous men, perhaps only the first and second elder martial brothers could barely compete with them. But the monk was standing here, but he could not feel the existence of each other. He had never felt this feeling, that is, every time he faced the master.
Is this man like a master? But when did Shaolin Temple have such experts?
During the whole process, some ordinary officials and Wudang low-level disciples all looked excited, but only a few insiders were pressed down by the big stone and did not dare to relax for a moment.Yin Liting looked at the road up the mountain several times, looking sad. If Qingshu couldn't come back in time, I'm afraid Wudang would experience unprecedented disaster.The whole process lasted for several hours, and the whole audience was in a solemn and solemn atmosphere. Although many people complained about Zhao Gou's actions in recent years, people in this era respected ghosts and gods, but no one dared to show anything unusual.After offering sacrifices to heaven, Zhao Gou said to the people around him: "as expected, they should not do it when offering sacrifices to heaven."Li Yanshi nodded, lowered his voice and said, "it's really not a good time for people to worship the heaven because of many eyes." If the assassin is from the state of Jin, you don't need to care about this. But this time, the ultimate goal of the assassin is to kill the king. No one can afford such a reputation."Since they don't have a chance, I'll give them a chance." Zhao Gou snorted coldly.Li Yanshi quickly advised: "officials think twice, now it is not to the extent of death, at this time down the mountain, with the army escort, everything is still in time."Zhao Gou said in a deep voice: "after planning for such a long time, how can we give up when things come to an end."Ignoring Li Yanshi's advice, he sent someone to invite Yin Liting: "it's not easy for me to go out of the palace. Wudang is thousands of miles away from Lin'an. I don't know if I'll have a chance to see immortal Zhang again in my life, so can I trouble the six heroes of Yin to invite immortal Zhang to come here?"After listening to his sincere words, he now looks like a king of a country, but he looks like an ordinary old man. Yin Liting couldn't bear to say: "the officials are so sincere. In the past, the master will come here, but now he can't get away... In the future, the master will go to see the officials in person. Why should the officials be in a hurry?" After a pause, he couldn't help adding in a low voice: "it's better for the officials to return to the palace early and stay in the capital."Hearing his semantic pun, Zhao Gou was a bit surprised. But now, he can't say he'll quit. "Since immortal Zhang is in seclusion and has no time to separate himself, I'll go to the bamboo grove courtyard in Houshan to visit him. Even if Immortal Zhang can't come out, it's good to teach him across the door."After that, he asked his entourage to stay here to deal with all kinds of red tape left over from the sacrifice. He took the imperial guards and found Wudang disciples to lead the way and went back to the mountain.Yin Liting clenched his teeth and wanted to persuade him again. Suddenly, a man stood in front of him: "don't worry about Yin Liuxia. The official family is the real dragon emperor, and there must be gods and Buddhas all over the sky to protect him. Naturally, evil and heresy can't hurt him."Looking up, he found a red faced monk smiling and looking at himself. Yin Liting was shocked. He had been instructed by his elder martial brother Shifu over the years and devoted himself to practicing martial arts. He was a first-class master in the world. He could vaguely judge a person's strength through Qi.Before, he had already felt the powerful Qi and blood of the emperor's instruments. Among the Wudang chivalrous men, perhaps only the first and second elder martial brothers could barely compete with them. But the monk was standing here, but he could not feel the existence of each other. He had never felt this feeling, that is, every time he faced the master.Is this man like a master? But when did Shaolin Temple have such experts?
