The road to immortality started from a blind man in a pharmacy

Chapter 125 167, 168. Meeting the Emperor at 11:00, Behind the Scenes of the Battle, the Turtle Swallows the Buddha (Subscribe)

That night, the people of the imperial capital were still immersed in the illusion of "the six towns were executed, and the world might be restored to peace again". After the hysteria during the day, the emperor Ji Qin chose to put on his red eyes and dress up, and secretly summoned the King of Zhao to the palace at 11:00.

He wanted to welcome the King of Zhao who brought power to the imperial capital again.

The King of Zhao went.

He brought his confidants, his team from the north, and Qin Taifu, who was no longer in the dark, to lead the way, and went all the way to the palace.

There are some things he must face.

The emperor wants to fight him against the king, so why would he, Zhao Hua, not dare?

Tomorrow, either the world will be renewed, or he, Zhao Hua, will be dead in the wild.

This is the last step, and the most sacred step.

Anyone who takes this step can achieve the highest achievement that can be achieved in this short life.

In this way, there is no regret in life.

Therefore, they could not wait.

The horses' hooves were stamped, the saddles were bumping, and the cavalrymen holding torches passed through the palace gates one after another.

The gate guards did not dare to stop them. The palace gates were gradually opened, illuminating the armored heavy cavalry that was gradually moving away and became more and more stern under the red flames.

The killing aura was visible for miles. Although they were not in formation, these cavalrymen were undoubtedly the real Shuras and real butchers on the battlefield.

There were imperial guards in the deep palace.

The imperial guards were born from the former Four Elephant Guards.

The Four Elephant Guards were the guards of the founding emperor of the Shang Dynasty.

Now they can only be called imperial guards.

However, the current commander of the imperial guards has become Zhao Hua's man in order to "step into the pseudo-Xuan" to increase his life span for three generations.

So, Zhao Hua dared to come.

He was fearless.

And at this most special moment, Zhao Hua's thoughts also scattered.

He once had a younger brother.

My father loved my younger brother, always gave him the best, taught him literature, and spent a lot of money to let him study under a famous military strategist.

But he just hung out with ruffians on the streets and bandits in the county.

My father often said to him: "In the future, you will assist your younger brother. When your younger brother becomes a general, you will be the chief guard beside him."

He asked: "Why?"

Old Master Zhao said something he could never forget.

"The sparrow and the swan are different.

Your brother is a swan, what are you?

However, you are not completely useless.

You are good at martial arts, and you are also good at scheming and wandering in the gray area, but these are all low-level jobs. Your future is at most to inherit the family martial arts hall, and your father's expectation for you is just...Don't bring disaster because of your little cleverness.

But your brother is different from him, that's the right way."

At that moment, Zhao Hua knew that "general" and "warrior" were people from two different worlds.

Generals are noble, warriors are cheap.

If his brother had been nicer to him, he might not have complained too much.

But his brother seemed to know his father's comments, and he would tease him with those words from time to time, and comment on him in a condescending manner in front of his friends, in front of the martial arts school disciples, and even in front of the prostitutes in the brothel.

Zhao Hua always smiled, as if he was harmless.

Until that day, he used a wide information network to find out that there might be earth-shaking changes outside the city, so he used lies like "There are new prostitutes in the brothel, and the flowers are blooming in spring, so you can go to the spring" to trick his brother out of the city.

Then, as expected, the evil ghosts outside the city did not disappoint him.

The young master Zhao in brocade clothes died, and the prostitutes in the brothel who laughed at him with him also died.

Tragic death.

No one knew that it was his casual words that sent his younger brother into the abyss.

Then, he recognized an elder brother.

He was used to walking in the gray area. In order to win the trust of his elder brother, he naturally began to deal with troubles for his elder brother.

Zhao Hua did everything that his elder brother was not convenient to do.

And his elder brother returned the favor by teaching him martial arts and even helping him break through. Zhao Hua didn't say it, but he was grateful in his heart. Because this elder brother was really an amazing monster.

He followed his elder brother and was only worried about one thing: that he would be left behind by his elder brother.

But what happened next?

Not only did his elder brother not abandon him, he even led him into Baituo Manor and made him the son-in-law of Baituo Manor, stepping into the upper class world he had never thought of in one fell swoop. Then he taught him to train and use soldiers.

He came into contact with the "Art of War" that he had never thought of before.

Moreover, he felt that his elder brother's "Art of War" was just like a god of war, like an antelope hanging on a horn, with no trace to be found, no power and no form, and winning every battle.

Under the patient teaching of his elder brother, his own ability to "use troops" became stronger and stronger. Finally, he led the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry to sweep the ghost servants in the eighteen counties of Hanping Prefecture.

He was extremely excited and enthusiastic.

He was willing to serve his elder brother and act as a pioneer for him.

However, his elder brother had no ambition.

The elder brother without ambition was not wary of him and gave him all the soldiers.

Whether it was the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry or the Mountain Shield Soldiers, they were all given to him.

How could he forget the elder brother who trusted him so much and treated him as his younger brother?

Now he no longer needs to prove to his father "who is the swan and who is the sparrow". He just wants to put an end to all this and settle this chaotic world. Then, if his elder brother wants to be the emperor, he will let his elder brother be the emperor.

Otherwise, he would do everything in his power to protect the peace that his elder brother wanted.

If peace needs to be forged with bloody hands, then. let his hands turn red.

He wants to give his elder brother a world without ghost tides and wars.

"Prince, we're here."

Someone reminded him beside him.

Zhao Hua came back to his senses, he raised his head and looked at the palace.

The stairs are like mountain paths, and the roof reflects the sky.

The stars flow, and the lonely moon shines.

Zhao Hua dismounted.

A group of people dismounted behind him.

Then, he walked towards the pale path illuminated by the moonlight.

Chunfeng Pavilion, in the west of the city.

If there is a spring breeze, this pavilion is the last to bathe in the spring breeze. However, when the pavilion is blown by the spring breeze, it means that all parts of the imperial capital are shrouded in spring.

There are many poems on both sides of the pavilion, which can be regarded as the leisure works of literati and scholars.

Although poetry is "useless", it helps to comprehend the skills, practice military tactics, and even to understand the situation of heaven and earth.

Song Cheng possessed the body of the young man named He Zheng, and was in the pavilion, looking at the poems written by those literati and scholars.

"Don't say that spring is late, the scenery is new in an instant. The east wind is easy to recognize, how many pounds of purple and red are there?"

He smiled.

This poem is also appropriate.

Spring in the west of the city always comes later than other places, so when the west of the city can feel spring, the scenery has changed in an instant.

Ordinary people can recognize the east wind, but how many people can be like the poet, wanting to eat flowers and drink dew, and wanting to cut a few pounds of flowers like beef and pork to go with wine?

But because of this, you can also see the leisure of the poet.

Song Cheng was a little tired. He also hoped to live such a leisurely life with his wife and children, and didn't want his wives to be so busy.

Maybe he really owed his wife and daughter a lot.

He casually scanned the surroundings and didn't see any data.

Song Cheng fell into thought.

The other party asked him to meet at midnight.

He came early at the hour of Xu, searched the surrounding area first, and found no traps. Then he came to the pavilion with peace of mind, let go of his senses, and waited quietly.

Now it is already the hour of Hai.

Logically speaking, the other party chose to meet him, and should have something to discuss, after all, this is the "first meeting" between the two parties.

Fighting to the death at the "first meeting" is really inconsistent with his cognition.

War is nothing more than an uneven distribution of interests. Song Cheng also has some guesses about the psychology of the person who wants to see him, but normally, the other party should want to discuss with him, understand each other's purpose, and see if there is a possibility of cooperation, rather than directly attacking him.

If there is a possibility of cooperation, then do things together, which is in line with the principle of maximizing interests.

But, there are exceptions.

The exception is that the other party's forces have already formed a group and cannot tolerate anomalies or outsiders.

Song Cheng thought for a while in the Spring Breeze Pavilion, and felt again: the worship of "Zhenwu Emperor" in the Grand Secretary's Mansion has not stopped, and he can still go to the Grand Secretary's Mansion with a thought.

In theory, he doesn't need to go now.

But Song Cheng is suspicious by nature, so he decided to go and have a look.

His body shuttled, and his thought went far with his visualization, and then attached to the girl named Qin Rong.

His possession is very beneficial to the host himself, just like Ling'er, who was possessed by "Su Ningyu", has become a little demon. But the stronger the soul and the stronger the control, the more it can avoid this kind of "infection", which is why the maid possessed by "the sister-in-law has not changed at all".

But for He Zheng and Qin Rong, who serve Zhenwu Emperor day and night, Song Cheng is still willing to give them some benefits, so he deliberately loosens some control, so that the two will definitely surpass ordinary people in the process of cultivation in the future.

After entering Qin Rong's body, Song Cheng quickly stood up and walked out of the ancestral hall when he heard the sound of horse hooves outside.

A fast horse stopped in front of the Grand Secretary's mansion. Someone hurried in and reported to the Grand Secretary in a low voice: "The Grand Master asked us to report quickly, saying that at the hour of Xu, the emperor's secret envoy suddenly arrived and invited King Zhao to the palace. King Zhao left."

After that, the messenger left.

The Grand Secretary hurried to the ancestral hall.

Very few people knew what happened in the palace, and those dead men of Grand Master Qin were ordered to keep silent, so only very few people knew about the "Spring Breeze Pavilion".

For top figures like the Grand Secretary, they can easily infer that the "Spring Breeze Pavilion" is a meeting between those "behind-the-scenes gods".

In their hearts, these "behind-the-scenes gods" are more superior than the "aristocratic families".

Therefore, before the meeting of the "behind-the-scenes gods" is over, the imperial capital will not change.

But now, the emperor suddenly sent a secret envoy to invite King Zhao to the palace at the hour of Xu.

Is this a change?

Why?

He didn't understand.

But he knew that he had to inform his master immediately.

But would he be in time?

His master had gone to Chunfeng Pavilion early.

The master was not omniscient and could only vaguely know something through the visualization of the ancestral hall occasionally.

Even if he went to the ancestral hall now, it might not be in time.

But no matter what, he had to do it quickly.

While running, the university scholar saw Qin Rong at the entrance of the inner house.

He was about to scold, but saw Qin Rong's eyes were as deep as the abyss, and the breath.

"Master." The university scholar secretly lost his breath.

"What's the plan? I already know."

The girl's voice was cold.

Because the current situation means that he is very likely to be stood up for the "Chunfeng Pavilion appointment".

Since it is not a peace talk, there can only be another result.

"Go and allocate troops and prepare to stabilize the order."

After Song Cheng finished his sentence, he left Qin Rong's body directly. His soul flickered in the air and went to the distant palace.

In the palace.

At this time, there was chaos.

After thinking it over in his mind, King Zhao felt that he had the general situation in his hands and everything in the palace was under his control, so he ordered Tie Zhenyi and others to stay at the entrance of the hall, and he took Ouyang Sha, who was "both the father-in-law and the sworn brother", into the hall.

The door of the hall was closed, and the eunuch inside shouted "Why don't you pay homage to His Majesty?"

As soon as this secret signal came out, the secret door on the side of the hall suddenly opened, and a group of simple-clothed warriors who came from nowhere rushed in with swords and weapons.

Even a rotten ship has three pounds of nails. No matter how dilapidated the Great Shang Dynasty is, no matter how the armored soldiers on the side of the Taifu can no longer be relied on, Ji Qin still has desperate people who are truly loyal to the emperor.

A group of warriors rushed in, and neither King Zhao nor Ouyang Sha showed any fear.

Not to mention that if there was any movement here, the entourage outside the door would soon rush in. Even in this situation, the two of them were enough to deal with it.

The two looked at each other, and Ouyang Sha waved his hands, his palms turned green. With a wave and a flick, two poisonous python phantoms flew out.

There was a strong wind in the hall.

Ouyang Sha just grabbed two giant whips in his hands, and the dead soldiers who rushed to the front were blown away at a glance, and even the dead soldiers behind who had not endured this force began to turn green and bleed at the corners of their mouths.

King Zhao looked at the emperor not far away and said sternly: "There is an assassin, protect the emperor!!"

After saying this, he went straight to the emperor.

Since the dagger has been revealed, then catch the thief first, and then let the emperor abdicate.

He was like a lion with blood and murderous aura all over his body, and his gentle temperament became violent.

Zhao Hua moved his body, stretched out his arms like a monkey, and grabbed Ji Qin.

As for the emperor, he picked one, and he knew clearly what realm he was in. He was just a waste in the realm of strength.

It was ridiculous that the waste had the courage and backbone to kill him late at night.

In a flash, before Zhao Hua's hand fell, the crown on the emperor's head was blown away by the strong wind.

The emperor seemed to be frightened, and he tried to pull out the sword like a drowning man grabbing a straw.

Clang!

The sword was unsheathed, and it seemed to be swung randomly and stabbed at Zhao Hua who was rushing towards him.

How could Zhao Hua be afraid of this sword?

He had entered the realm of form, and with the guidance of his elder brother, the strength of his body had long been round and transparent. With a push of strength, he could bounce the sword away.

However, his pupils suddenly shrank, and surprise and astonishment slowly spread.

Time seemed to have pressed the slow button.

That sword

That ordinary sword.

In his eyes, it suddenly turned into a dark and cold finger, pointing outside the sword, like the finger of a god, directly touching his heart.

Silently, suspected to be an illusion.

But the feeling of death was so real.

If this sword had stabbed, the history books would record "The King of Zhao entered the palace, the emperor ambushed and killed him, in the chaos, the King of Zhao wanted to capture the emperor first, but the emperor suddenly drew his sword and killed him", and people who read history would definitely be puzzled, "Such a powerful King of Zhao, such a weak emperor, how could the King of Zhao suddenly be killed when the overall situation was completely under control?"

However, at this moment, the King of Zhao met a pair of cold and indifferent eyes.

Those were eyes that did not belong to the emperor.

He suddenly understood.

The corners of his lips naturally curled up a little, full of self-mockery.

The king's ambition was ultimately a dream.

However, in this life, he Zhao Hua had been brilliant, but... I'm sorry for my elder brother.

He took away his elder brother's soldiers, but he was unable to carve out a world for his elder brother.

In a flash, King Zhao put his two fingers together, like a knife, and the knife moved lightly, like a moth flying into a flame towards the oncoming sword.

This move - White Snake Knife, which was also the knife taught to him by his elder brother.

Ding! ! !

Bang! !

The sword met the fingertips, shattered, exploded, and a circle of fine metal ripples spread in the air.

Ouyang Sha was startled and hurriedly used all his strength to block it.

Many nearby dead soldiers were directly pierced into their bodies and heads by these broken sword fragments and died instantly.

The candlelight in the hall, which was as bright as day, was also extinguished in an instant by the strong wind.

In addition to Zhao Hua's fingers, there was another dark golden shadow, which was a shadow condensed from dust in the air.

And Zhao Hua's eyes had also changed, becoming deep and bottomless.

Song Cheng possessed.

He looked at the strength data of the emperor opposite.

That was a complex data: 15 (830 (1900)) ~ 20 (1660 (3800)).

Song Cheng quickly completed the analysis.

15 ~ 20, is the strength of the emperor.

And 830 (1900) ~ 1660 (3800) is the data of the possessed person.

This possessed person is undoubtedly with the Luohan who was killed by him in the north.

But this data is much stronger than the Luohan. It can be said that if the Luohan is "Xuan Grade B" in his prime, then this person is very likely to have reached "Xuan Grade A".

Compared with the "so-called Holy Heavenly Buddha" who walked beside Zhao Hua before, this person is more like it.

However, Song Cheng no longer intends to ask.

The other party knew that he was powerful, but deliberately broke the appointment and wanted to kill Zhao Hua secretly.

And he had actually killed the Luohan in the north. Whether the other party knew that he killed him. He didn't know, and he had no way to judge.

But the resentment has accumulated.

The opportunity to build trust has been missed.

Then, it's time to let the other party know who he is.

So as to avoid the other party's revenge on the wrong target.

After all, he has no real confidence in this kind of war.

The existence of the high-level Xuan realm is too slippery, and it is very easy to run away.

So, he. Naturally, it is the Xuanwu Emperor who has nothing to do with Su's Song Cheng!

The Xuanwu Emperor is ruthless and kills everyone. What does he have to do with Su's Song Cheng who lives in a corner of the north and has no ambition?

The huge black turtle crawled out of Zhao Hua's body, and it swelled up when it saw the wind. In an instant, it reached dozens of feet. With a little force, Zhao Hua flew out lightly and was caught by Ouyang Sha not far away.

The black turtle gathered in one breath and began to show its shape.

Bang bang bang! !

The glazed tiles of the imperial city peeled off one after another; the beams and pillars of the house were also sucked up and crushed; the huge rocks under the ground seemed to have turned over, flying up inch by inch, and the broken rocks were like butterflies in the wind and swirling dead leaves dancing wildly.

Finally, they completely condensed on the black turtle and turned into the outline of the huge black turtle.

The black turtle transformed, and dozens of palaces in the palace collapsed directly.

Under the moonlight, the black turtle raised its head and howled.

And near the black turtle, images of visible bodies soon rose one after another.

There were two giant monks, a dragon, and a fairy.

However, these four images were only more than ten feet long, so that they looked like four dwarfs surrounding the black turtle.

Song Cheng narrowed his eyes and scanned them.

The data of the four people were presented one by one.

Giant Monk One: 700 (1280) ~ 1400 (2560)

Giant Monk Two: 830 (1900) ~ 1660 (3800)

Flood Dragon: 750 ~ (1330) ~ 1500 (2660)

Fairy: 740 ~ (1300) ~ 1480 (2600)

Song Cheng recognized that the data of Giant Monk One was exactly the same as Yin Mingzong's data before. There is no doubt that the person behind the self-proclaimed "Holy Heavenly Buddha" is not the Buddha.

And Giant Monk Two should be.

These two also practiced the "Sun-phase Buddha Sutra".

It was difficult for the soul to communicate, and Song Cheng did not want to talk to these four people anymore.

He just wanted to kill them quickly.

'Turtle eats the moon. ’

This is the battle method of "Xuanwu Swallowing Moon Jue". Once it is performed, it will swallow the moonlight, so as to achieve the state of immortality and invulnerability of the soul

Swallowing it in one gulp, the moonlight enveloped him, making him shine.

He took a step forward, and the huge black turtle body directly crushed the strongest giant monk.

Catch the thief first, and kill the strongest one first. How can the rest have morale?

Before crushing, Song Cheng silently used the "two-phase method".

For a while, his body mixed with moonlight and palace ruins began to emit a strange dark gold color.

This is the power of fox fire, round light, pure land, and the reappearance of the two ghosts after being compressed together.

This mixed power is full of complexity. Unless someone can break it one by one, or study it carefully for a long time, it is possible to find the mixed components in it.

When he moved, the two giant monks, the dragon, and the fairy also moved.

The method of killing the soul

Round light, dragon wind, virtual sword

Three kinds of energy attacked Song Cheng from three directions.

The giant monk targeted by Song Cheng was not in a hurry. Round light covered his body, showing a dignified appearance and the state of wanting to become a Buddha.

However, Song Cheng did not care about the three energies attacking him at all, and just focused on crushing the round light of the giant monk.

The two-phase black turtle with complex power touched the round light of the giant monk.

The round light was pulled by countless forces and shattered directly.

After being attacked by the three forces, Song Cheng's black turtle body sank and showed obvious wounds.

However, Song Cheng did not care and continued to crush him. The turtle's foot rushed out and stepped on the giant monk under his feet.

The giant monk shed his visible body, and his soul flew up, breaking away from the turtle's foot at a high speed.

But the turtle's head suddenly rushed at lightning speed, and the dark golden head hit the giant monk's soul.

Bang bang bang!

Bang, bang, bang!

The black turtle's body was torn to pieces by the attacks of the other three people. Although the wounds were not deep, they were bumpy like a battlefield washed by bombs.

The giant monk looked at the black turtle, and his heart was finally a little surprised, but also a little funny.

The soul is the most fragile, and the attack must be stronger than the defense.

How can you just let others attack you?

Thinking of this, he quickly condensed a circle of light in the air, trying to resist the impact of the dark gold turtle head.

At this time,

the turtle head suddenly opened its mouth, swallowed the giant monk's soul with a big mouth.

Then, it raised its head and howled, as if howling at the moon.

But the moonlight that was flowing quietly like a river in the sky suddenly became turbulent, and rushed to the big mouth like a whirlpool.

As it surged, all the wounds on its body healed in an instant.

The darkness around the giant monk who fell into the turtle's belly began to crack rapidly, and soon the cracks grew larger.

Bang!

When the darkness dissipated, the soul inside was stretched like noodles.

In an instant, it was torn apart.

A strange elephant soul mask fell from mid-air and landed in the ruins.

Giant monk, die!