noffsinger Chapter 198 Su Zhao, Zhao Su?
Chapter 198 Su Zhao, Zhao Su?
Chapter 198 Su Zhao, Zhao Su?
And on a jade building with carved railings and glazed tiles in the Hanxu Cave--
Under the lacquered phoenix-carved screen, on a pear-wooden chair, a woman in a white silk Taoist gown with a crane pattern and a bun on her head sat quietly, holding a teacup in her hand and sipping it with her head bowed.
A head of beautiful jade green silk hangs down from the back of the head, draping over the shaved shoulders.
This woman has a dignified appearance and a beautiful appearance. Even though she is wearing a clean Taoist robe, the elegance and tranquility between her eyebrows and eyes are hard to hide, just like the clear water in Luoshui, quiet and peaceful.
Little loli, Jian Jia, held a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake in her white and tender hands, and was stuffing it into her mouth. Her pink face was swollen, so tender that it seemed that water could be squeezed out.
Besides, on the other chairs, Lu Shouzhen and Xu Qiuming were on the sidelines.
At the head of the seat, on a cloud bed covered with brocade, sits cross-legged an old man in a yellow robe. The old man is slightly fat, with a round face and a friendly smile. He is holding a bronze mirror engraved with a Buddha statue in his hand.
"Nephew Qin, this treasured thousand-leaf mirror that was snatched from the bald donkeys in the Bodhi Temple is really ingenious. It can not only help the old man open up a cave of emptiness and comprehend the way of emptiness, but also use the light of the mirror to illuminate the confusion of human nature and luck. , to get a glimpse of the reality of the confrontation between the two countries." The yellow-robed old man is an elder named Dongxu of the Shangzhen Sect, and at this moment, with a pair of narrowed eyes, he is looking at the mirror created by the clouds and smoke, and the scenes on it appear. Can't help twisting the gray beard under the jaw, full of satisfaction.
Dongxu is also known as Xuxian, and since it is marked with the word "Xian", it naturally possesses the vast and mighty power of good fortune and mystery.
But even so, it is only a storage space, and it is almost impossible to open up such a cavernous space for living people and living things to come and go.
But who let this Taoist Yi, who went to the True Sect, win a spirit treasure in a bet from Master Huiming of the Bodhi Temple not long ago.
Although he only borrowed half a year to comprehend it, he undoubtedly possessed this treasure, which made this Yi Taoist more insightful about the power of the hole.
Qin Bingxiao pursed his cherry lips, and said: "Uncle Yi, the two countries are confronting each other, and luck is entangled, and the entire Shijing Pass is shrouded, like a swamp of luck, and it is difficult to perform spells. Master Yi may use the thousand-leaf mirror to see Come up with some ways to change the outcome?"
Yi Daoren laughed and said: "Humanity is fighting for the front, the war between the two countries involves a lot, and the poor Dao can't see it. However, the princely spirit has moved to the north, blocking the strong pass. The poor Dao asserts that the king of Su seems to have come to Shijing. Shut up and sit down."
"Oh?" Qin Bingxiao blinked her jewel-like star eyes under the willow-leaf eyebrows, as if quite surprised by this, and asked, "The new Marquis Su has come to the front of the battle?"
Lu Shouzhen on the side laughed lightly, and said in a contemptuous tone, "The lord of a small country is in imminent danger of subjugation, how can he still sit in the capital?"
Xu Qiuming frowned, and said, "This Lord of Su is probably not as simple as fellow Daoist Lu imagined. As far as Xu knows, a month ago, during the catastrophe of the catastrophe, Marquis Su personally supervised the front line and supervised the construction of the river. Embankment, and in the past month, have you heard the news that the Su country was flooded and the people were displaced?"
As soon as this remark came out, it immediately aroused the thinking of everyone present.
The surge of human luck led to the phenomenon of tidal spouts of spiritual energy, which covered the entire Yuzhou without rain for a period of months. Almost all countries were devastated by this catastrophe. The people were displaced, and the people howled in the wild.
However, looking back at the State of Su, there was no incident where the embankment of the flood river burst and flooded the residents along the embankment. Such a sharp contrast between before and after is not enough to show that the king of Su is a wise minister and should not be underestimated?
As soon as this remark came out, the smile on Yi Daoren's face also faded a lot, and he said seriously: "Listen to what Xu Shi said, this Su country's monarch really has the posture of a young and wise monarch, and Pindao is looking forward to this Su Zheng. battle."
Lu Shouzhen was obviously still a little unconvinced, and said coldly: "Zong Suhou has shown the appearance of a wise king, but the gap in national strength between the two countries cannot be easily bridged."
He had just bet on a middle-grade magic weapon and three bottles of Taixuan Luo Erdan, betting that the country of Su would perish within a month.
People who practice Taoism do not mean that they are not good at gambling. On the contrary, these Taoists who compete for the first line of longevity are actually very gambler. The gain and loss of life is wonderful, and enlightenment is the goal.
For example, Zen Master Huiming who lost Qianye Baojing to Yi Daoren for half a year, uh, his thigh has already been snapped at this moment...
Taoist Yi, whose surname is Yi, naturally believes in the way of exchange of equal value, and he is considered an anomaly among the three true religions that have always acted rigidly and harshly.
Qin Bingxiao said: "The weak defeat the strong. There are many such examples in the immortal world. Human affairs have been disturbing, so it is really possible for this young prince to turn the tables."
A hint of approval appeared on Xu Qiuming's fair and handsome face, and he said loudly, "So it's too early to say that Su will be defeated."
Su Zhao didn't know yet that this Taoist from the Weizong of the Qing Dynasty was quite optimistic about him after analyzing his various actions since he succeeded to the throne.
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next day
The sky is bright and the morning fog is gradually dissipating.
Two streamers of light, one blue and one white, split the long white clouds floating around above the sky, and suddenly fell outside the Hanxu Cave.
The young Junhou was dressed in a plain brocade robe with cloud pattern, with a long body and elegant white clothes, carrying a magic weapon on his back, clearly dressed as a young sword fairy.
He was originally stern, with cold demeanor, but this attire really did not look like a prince or nobleman, and it had a more laid-back and uninhibited charm.
Half a step behind, Xie Cang was dressed in a blue robe, with a three-foot blue sheathed sword hanging from his waist, his cheeks were clear, his expression was indifferent, and the sharp light in his sword eyes flashed away, at this moment he looked like an old servant who was loyal to protect his master.
"Thank you fellow daoist, Gu's second-generation ancestor's attire should not attract the attention of the disciples of the Xianzong." Su Zhao asked with a slight smile.
Speaking of which, in his previous life on Earth, he saw a lot of this kind of second-generation ancestor combination, one old and one young, and he spared no effort to draw hatred for the protagonist of the fantasy novel.
Xie Cang looked at the young Junhou with a stern face and a shaved face, and there was some surprise in his cold sword eyes, and he said in a clear voice: "On the Junhou, the nobleness of humanity is hidden in nothingness, and there is a sense of returning to the original. On the contrary, the immortal way Fierce and imposing, but like a peerless magic weapon, could it be that Xie knows the king, maybe he thinks he is a fellow sword fairy."
Su Zhao nodded, quite satisfied with his cos white-clothed sword fairy outfit, and said loudly: "Then I will use Zhao Su's name to enter Hanxu Cave to meet the younger generation disciples of Xuanzong and Demon Sect."
Su Zhao——Zhao Su, Zhao Su, only fifteen years old, said to be a Jindan cultivator, dressed in white, holding a shattered star weapon...
These are all the personalities that Su Zhao is creating for himself.
Speaking of it, after breaking through the golden core, his method of observing phenomena in the heavens has reached the state of being as light as possible. He can control the luck of humanity and noble aura at the right time, and he will not be seen through his identity in the first place.
The two decided to discuss without any delay, one in front and the other in the back turned into two streams of light, flying into the empty cave.
As soon as he entered the cave, Su Zhao felt a sense of peeping, his eyes flickered, and he said to Xie Cang's spiritual sense: "This realm of the cave is both real and illusory, but the illusion But above the truth."
As far as the eye can see, there are row upon row of attics standing on both sides of the street. People in the fairy road come and go, and the flow of people is noisy, almost like a market in an ordinary town.
Xie Cang nodded, and said: "I heard that this is created by a master of Dongxu with the help of a high-grade spiritual treasure. Compared with those secret worlds that were naturally formed in ancient times, it is naturally much worse."
Both of them have entered the secret realm of the fairy garden opened by the immortal immortal in ancient times. There is a contrast, and naturally there is a difference between superiority and inferiority.
Su Zhao smiled lightly, and said, "Let's not talk about this first, let's go in and have a look."
And at this moment, the young Taoist who came out of the wine shop seemed to have heard the conversation between the two, and said, "Seniors, have you been to the ancient secret realm?"
This Taoist was dressed in an apricot-yellow Taoist robe and a lotus flower iron crown on his head. His face was thin, and shrewdness appeared in his small eyes from time to time.
It was the person who said that Zheng Guo was a good-looking guy in the wine shop last night.
(End of this chapter)