I'm The Emperor of All-Heavens

Chapter 227

"Taoist Jingxiu, Fuxi's song, I miss it very much!"

"Herb fairy, I haven't seen you for ten years. Your fairy pill has come out?"

Kunlun Mountain, Longhu Mountain and Taihua mountain are three mountains, and Tianzhu Dongtian, Bixia Dongtian, Zhongyue Dongtian, Qiyun Dongtian and dantai Dongtian are five caves. They are collectively called three mountains and five caves. They are the eight forces of daomen in China.

The sense of existence of these eight forces has always been very low. Except that the Heavenly Master Dao of Longhu Mountain was granted amnesty by the Han Dynasty and Kunlun Mountain has existed since ancient times, even the eight aristocratic families in the world with a long heritage know very little about it.

However, in order to deal with Buddhism, Shi Zihe and Qing Lingzi visited one by one. Except Kunlun Mountain, all the others came out of the mountain to help and gather Chaoge.

These Taoists may not have been out of the mountain for ten or twenty years. Now they meet old friends and exchange Taoist methods and elixirs.

"Your Highness the prince is here!"

Not long after, the bodyguard's loud announcement came, and the shadow of the hot dragon fell. Gu Cheng sat on the main seat and nodded: "thank you for coming to help!"

"I've seen your highness. It's incumbent on you to expel Hoover and guard China!"

The Taoist priests saluted with their heads, neither too high nor too low. Many people's eyebrows also had some sense of self-esteem.

The immortal path has a long life. Although the emperors of the world reign in the world, they have been waiting for a blank of loess for decades. They are still proud of the landscape and unconsciously have a psychological advantage.

Gu Cheng glanced: "can you break the eight heavenly dragons array of Buddhism?"

The people looked dignified, and Qing Lingzi said, "Your Highness, on the surface, this array is guarded by eight heavenly dragons. In fact, there are eight Buddha treasures in it. The exterior and interior are one, and there are endless changes. The eight heavenly dragons can be Dharma bodies every time they appear. They will never die. We can have 50% confidence if we join the eight arrays!"

Gu Cheng's face was calm: "if you lead the atmosphere of Taihang Mountain and find the location of the eight floating slaughters, when the eight arrays attack together, use strange soldiers to enter, take the Buddha treasure, and work together inside and outside, can this array be broken?"

The Taoists looked at each other, and qinglingzi was overjoyed: "you should be 90% sure!"

Gu Cheng nodded, "OK! After ten days, break the array in a large scale!"

When the Taoists dispersed, Gu Cheng closed his eyes slightly.

His final method of breaking the array requires two conditions——

The first is to arouse the earth's atmosphere and fight with the array. The second is to break into the enemy camp and win the Buddha treasure.

The former needs to be under the wooden holy gate and take the muddy heaven and earth moving array as it.

Unfortunately, so far, Huang Zhong and Xu Huang have not brought wood under the holy gate. There must be an accident on the way.

After all, Gu Cheng couldn't do everything in consideration of the overall situation of the world and failed to send someone to protect him in advance.

It seems that in terms of counselors, there is still a lack of an internal affairs talent like Fu Sheng Xiao He, who combs everything in order.

As for the latter, now the military general camp is taking shape, but if one horse is a thousand, it seems that one person is the most suitable.

"Eh? Happened to be met by him?"

Thinking of this, Gu Chengmei moved his head and saw what Liu Xie had done through Linghu Qianhuan. The corners of his mouth raised: "Oh, what a lucky star!"

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"Master! Master! Has the mountain bandit gone?"

"Silence!"

Inside the wooden house, two figures, one large and one small, hid.

The older ones are middle-aged, honest and nervous, while the younger ones are several year old dolls, innocent and curious about the outside world.

There was the sound of people walking and shouting outside. The man trembled slightly, but the little boy stayed still and his eyes rolled around.

The voice of the hard search disappeared. The man breathed a sigh of relief and stretched out his hand.

Shua Shua!

After a series of dazzling changes, the huge wooden house was directly put away, turned into a square wooden block and fell into the hands of the man.

Instead of opening up a small world, they mysteriously hid in the mechanism house.

Such mechanism skills are already miraculous. The only thing that can be easily used in the world is the wooden saint.

This man is Zhang Zhao, Zhang Heng's great grandson ā o) , the child he was taking was named Ma Jun, who was his closing disciple.

Since the founding of the Han Dynasty, many saints have appeared in the 400 years——

Mou Sheng Zhang Liang, Bing Sheng Han Xin, Fu Sheng Xiao He, bu Sheng Xu negative, Mu Sheng Zhang Heng, Jun Sheng Huo Qubing, Shi Sheng Sima Qian

These people have reached the extreme in their respective fields, so they have to be canonized. However, many of them come to a bad end, and their inheritance is gradually far away from the imperial court.

Now, the most closely related is the wooden Saint Zhang Heng. After all, the muddy heaven and earth moving array in Luoyang is arranged by him, and it is maintained under the wooden saint's door every year.

It's a pity that the wood saint has too much talent, and the descendants of these generations are somewhat incompetent. Until the child named Ma Jun was found, they were overjoyed to find that the child was born for mechanism technology, and his talent is not inferior to his ancestors.

Because of this, it is clear that he is still young and has just started his practice. This time, his Highness the prince recruited Ma Jun to break the eight Heavenly Dragon arrays of Buddhism.

Mu Sheng has lived in Chang'an for a long time. The two masters and disciples left Tongguan and came all the way to the northeast.

Who knows, just after Shouyang mountain, they were searched and arrested by a mountain bandit. They found that their teachers and disciples were different from ordinary people and wanted to seize the treasure.

Relying on the mechanism house, the two escaped and hid, which was extremely dangerous.

"Master, another outsider is coming at the entrance of the village!"

Zhang Zhao was terrified. Ma Jun played with a disc and suddenly pulled his sleeve.

"Then hide again!"

Zhang Zhao immediately threw the mechanism block to the ground.

At that time, there were many wooden houses in the village. The bricks and tiles were dilapidated and perfectly integrated with other buildings. It was difficult to distinguish between true and false.

"Your Highness, rest here!"

"Well, this one is cleaner!"

Not long after, three people walked into the house.

Walking in the front was a brave man. His eyes swept and his eyebrows wrinkled slightly. The young man protected in the middle was dusty and very tired. The last old man made Zhang Zhao happy.

"Come out!"

At the moment when his mind shook, Zhao Yun's end gun had been stabbed straight out, and the gun wind of hardness and softness had blown. The mechanism house that depended on to protect his life was shaky and almost disintegrated. Master and apprentice Zhang Zhao showed his body and exclaimed, "Mr. Yuanhua, it's me!"

Seeing Zhang Zhao, Hua Tuo quickly stopped him: "Zilong, wait a minute, this is the direct descendant of Mu Sheng, not an assassin!"

Shua!

Zhao Yun's gun tip stopped in front of Zhang Zhao's throat: "why hide?"

"I've seen Mr. Yuanhua."

Zhang Zhao was frightened by the gun and couldn't speak, but Ma Jun was very calm. He saluted Hua Tuo first, and then explained, "we were forced by mountain bandits. This general has excellent martial arts. Can he protect us from going to the party?"

"What a clever child!"

Hua Tuo stroked his beard and said with a smile. Zhao Yun's face relaxed, nodded and stood with his gun.

Just then, Liu Xie suddenly asked, "what are you going to the party for?"

"Lord Cao's army is stationed in the Shangdang!"

After all, Ma Jun was still a child. After being praised, he straightened his chest and couldn't hide things: "we were recruited by his Highness the prince to break the Buddhist array in Taihang Mountain!"

He was very proud, but Liu Xiewen's speech suddenly changed color and scolded: "disorderly officials and thieves!"

Ma Jun was frightened by his roar, and his small face turned red: "why do you swear? We are loyal ministers to resist foreign enemies!"

Liu Xie said to Hua Tuo, "tell him who I am!"

"This is the prince's Association. Don't you see me yet?"

Hua Tuo had no choice but to tell his identity. Ma Jun was even more puzzled when he heard this: "Your Royal Highness? Then Yuanling is your ancestral tomb. Let's help... HMM!"

Zhang Zhao knew that the royal family competed for power and position, which has always been the case. He covered the child's mouth and quickly worshipped him: "Your Highness, the Buddha fought in Taihang to block the army. We broke the array only for the country of the Han Dynasty, and there is no other intention in the world!"

Liu Xie said flatly, "take it! They must not go to the party to help the prince. Only when the army is trapped in Taihang mountain can we have a chance to succeed!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Yun and Hua Tuo's faces changed. Ma Jun broke away from Master Zhang Zhao's palm and said loudly: "without us, the crown prince will not sit idly by and watch the original mausoleum be dug. By then, a strong attack will kill many people!"

Liu Xie ignored.

The royal family's struggle for the throne has always been cruel. Not to mention the lives of the soldiers at the bottom, father, son and close relatives can kill each other. How can he be influenced by women's benevolence?

Ma Jun red eyes: "you're cruel. You can't be the emperor. You can't compare with the prince!"

Tong Yan had no taboo, but Ma Jun's words deeply hurt Liu Xie's heart.

His eyes were red, and his anger surged wildly. He took out his sword from his waist and stabbed Ma Jun without saying a word.

"No!"

With Zhang Zhao's eyes about to crack, a slender palm stretched out and grabbed the blade.

Zhao Yun!