The disciples of Mingyue's Renzong in Qin Dynasty

"It's not enough!" Wei Jia took a look at Dianqing and the others, frowned and said.

"You must take revenge for killing your master!" Dian Qing said, looking at Wei Jia.

"I don't know who else is on the other side, but based on our guess, the two masters of the Taoist school and Liu Liujian slave will appear, and waiting alone is not enough!" Wei shook his head falsely.

"Is there any other way for the prince?" Mei Sanniang looked at Wei Jia and asked.

"Wait one step ahead, don't scare the snake, and come later!" Wei said after thinking about it.

"No!" Dianqing nodded, and immediately followed the guides with Mei Sanniang and others, and rushed towards the Weiming Lake outside Daliang City with the masters of the armored sect and three thousand Wei soldiers.

"I don't know what kind of power Lord Xinling has left behind!" Wei Jia sighed as he looked at the seal of Lord Xinling in his hand.

The entire Great Liang knew that Empress Dowager Wei had the power left by Lord Xinling in her hands, but no one knew how powerful this power was, only that Empress Dowager Wei was able to control the government of Wei State and listen to the government behind the curtain because of this power in her hands.

"Not in Lord Xinling's mansion?" Wei Jia looked at the address given by Queen Mother Wei and frowned, but it was normal to think about it. Lord Xinling did not leave his power to his heirs but returned it to the Wei royal family.

"I've seen Zongzheng!" Wei Jia never imagined that he came to the address directed by Queen Mother Wei, and what he saw was Zongzhengling, the royal family of Wei.

Only then did Wei Jia understand why the Empress Dowager Wei was able to listen to the government behind the curtain, because even Zong Zhengling was one of the forces left behind by Lord Xinling. No wonder King Wei Anli was so guarded against Lord Xinling.

The Zongzheng Ling of the royal family is all from Lord Xinling. If Lord Xinling wants to take over the throne, the entire Wei royal family will probably choose to support it, and the clan is under the control of Lord Xinling. Lord Xinling wants King Anli of Wei to be silent. There are too many ways to die.

"His Royal Highness is still here!" Zong Zhengling looked at Wei Jia and sighed.

"I've seen my grandfather!" Wei Jia looked at Zong Zhengling and saluted.

"Does the crown prince know how powerful Lord Xinling is?" Zong Zhengling looked at Wei Jia and asked.

Wei Jia shook his head, he didn't know how powerful Lord Xinling was and how many masters he had.

"This is the roster, the crown prince takes it!" Zong Zhengling handed over a roll of roster to Wei Jia.

Wei Jia took the bamboo slips, opened them, and broke out in a cold sweat. Lord Xinling has passed away for many years, but after these years of development, Lord Xinling's power has spread all over the government and the people of Wei State.

Among the three lords and nine nobles, there are generally people who are Lord Xinling, that's fine, abandoning Wei, Qi, Yan, Chu and even Qin have Lord Xinling.

These are all people in the court, and besides that, Kui Tianguang, a peasant hero, is also on the roster, as well as many underworld forces in the Wei state, and there are no fewer masters of the hundred schools.

"Three Hundred Swords of the Book of Songs!" Wei Jia looked at the list added at the end of the roster in surprise. These lists were newer than the previous ones, and they were obviously added later.

"Before Mr. Changping died, he handed over the three hundred swords of the Book of Songs under his command to the Queen Mother, who incorporated them into it!" Zong Zhengling said calmly.

"The most useful thing for the prince now is the three hundred swords of the Book of Songs!" Zong Zhengling continued.

To deal with masters like Black, White and Xuan Jian, those high-ranking people on the roster are of little use. Now the most useful to Wei Jia are the three hundred swordsmen and masters of the Book of Songs.

"Thank you, Master Zongzheng!" Wei Jia saluted. The Three Hundred Swords of the Book of Songs and the masters of the Hundred Schools came at the right time. He didn't ask these people to kill Black and White Xuanjian. It is enough to kill Black and White Xuanjian with the masters of the Armored Sect.

Zong Zhengling watched Wei Jia leave with the three hundred swords of the Book of Songs, and remained silent for a long time. Several of the three hundred swords of the Book of Songs had been killed, and now the rest was the last poem sword.

"The three hundred swords in the Book of Songs, all of them are comparable to the disciples of the inner sects of hundreds of schools, and even the elders of the hundred families are not rare. I hope you can make good use of them!" Zong Zhengling looked at Wei Jia and sighed.

This kind of power can completely overthrow a family, and with the power of other Lord Xinling, it can completely overthrow Daliang.Therefore, Zong Zhengling did not doubt that such power was not enough to kill Black and White Xuanjian.

What he was worried about was that with such power in his hands, could Wei Jia just wait for Wei Wang Zeng to die before succeeding to the throne?

"Perhaps this is the true purpose of Taoism!" Lian Po also appeared in the Zongzheng Mansion and sighed.

"Maybe, Taoism never targets indiscriminately. This time the two masters came here in person, I am afraid that it is to surface all the forces left behind by Lord Xinling and Lord Changping!" Zong Zhengling sighed.

"Let's look at Taoism next!" Lian Po said.

"The general didn't lead the army out?" Zong Zhengling looked at Lian Po and asked.

"The main army goes first, and the old man keeps one army alone to deal with the possible rear opponents of the Taoists!" Lian Po said.

"The fact that Shi Teng is in charge of Chaoge in the Qin Dynasty obviously intends to transfer the general away from Daliang, but now the general appears in Daliang. I don't know if the Taoists who claim to have all the plans have thought of it!" Zong Zhengling said with a smile.

"Just wait!" Lian Po said seriously, he couldn't be too careful when facing such a giant as the Taoist school among the hundreds of schools of thought.

"Benzong thinks that the Taoists might abandon the car to protect the handsome man, and wait for the fall to settle the score!" Zong Zhengling said.

"This is what I'm most worried about!" Lian Po said.

He left an army of [-] to deal with any possible accidents, but what he was most worried about was that the Taoists would abandon Black and White Xuanjian, and Wuchenzi and Xiaomengzi would not show up, and they would settle the score with them after the incident.

With the character of the Taoists, if they settle accounts after the autumn, I am afraid that none of them will be able to sleep peacefully.

Chapter 466 Nether and disorderly, the legend of Wangchuan

Outside Daliang City, on the bank of Weiming Lake, black and white Xuanjian, with their double swords apart, quietly looked at the lake.

This is the most relaxing place in his life, and it is also the happiest and most painful place. He didn't care about the spies who followed him. It will be a matter of time.

Once the Taoism begins, these people can find here, but it will be a matter of time, so I don't bother to care about it.

"Do you know that I escaped from the snare and became a guardian of Taoism?"

"You don't know, Taiyi Mountain is really big, and there are really many masters."

"There are really a lot of lunatics!"

"I went to see my son. His name is now Tian Ci. He has been fully trained by the farm family. He may become the number one farmer in the future."

"I'm back again, back here. All these years, I've been transformed into Ba Linglong, and I've been sleeping for a long time."

Black and white Xuanjian sat by the lake, talking calmly to the lake, with a smile on his face.

"Brother, I'm sure, it's Black and White Xuanjian, but his realm is a bit uncertain!" Mei Sanniang said, looking at Dianqing who led Wei Wuju to arrive.

"Half a step to the extreme realm of heaven and man, I can't imagine that he has improved so much in these years!" Dian Qing said silently while looking at the black and white Xuan Jian sitting on the edge of the lake.

No wonder the crown prince pretended not to let them make a move. With Black and White Xuanjian's current strength, they may not necessarily be opponents, especially the two masters of Taoism who don't know where they are hiding.

"They're coming!" Heihei Xuanjian glanced at the place where Dianqing and the others were hiding and said calmly.

"Wuchenzi is a fool, how could he destroy Zhao Huijun and go south in three months." Black and White Xuanjian continued.

"I know why he went to Zhao, because he was afraid of death. He was really afraid. If he hadn't suppressed it, the battle between Qin and Zhao would have been littered with corpses. So he went to minimize the death caused by the war." Black and white Xuanjian said.

"Huh~" A gust of wind blew by, the black and white Xuan Jian's figure became erratic, and his breath seemed to be disordered.

"Senior brother!" Mei Sanniang immediately looked at Dianqing.

Dianqing and the others frowned. Although Black and White Xuanjian stood there, his aura was gone.

"Taoism, Dream Butterfly's Escape?" Dian Qing frowned. Could it be that what they saw was just a false body that could break at the touch of a finger?

"It's not like, the person is still there, but the breath is gone!" Mei Sanniang said.

"I just want to see you again!" Heihei Xuanjian looked at the ancient Styx scroll that Wuchenzi handed him.

Wu Chenzi once said that the ancient scrolls of the Styx River can cross time and space, Yin and Yang, and enter the Styx River to find the souls of the dead.

However, no one has performed it, and no one has seen it. It's just that Styx is listed as a Taoist forbidden technique, so it must have a different danger.

Simple, desolate, sad, bleak, a pale and dark atmosphere enveloped the black and white Xuan Jian, and the black and white Xuan Jian raised his head and looked in front of him, it was no longer the lake outside Daliang City, but a desolate, simple and dark tower.

"Ghost gate!" Heihei Xuanjian looked at the three big characters written on the city gate, it turned out that the underworld really exists!

It's just that there are only negligent ghosts floating in this ghost gate, but no manager of the underworld is seen, and there is no one guarding the entire ghost gate, allowing the ghosts to wander.

"Wei Qianqian!" Black and White Xuanjian shouted loudly, but he realized that his shout was completely silent, only the whining wind.

"Ghost Gate Pass, Huangquan Road, Wangxiang Terrace, Meng Po Pavilion, Sansheng Stone, Wangchuan River, Naihe Bridge, Ten Palaces of Reincarnation!" Black and White Xuanjian recalled the records about ghosts in the Taoist collection.

Thus, Black and White Xuanjian walked into the gate of hell, and a muddy Huangquan road pointed straight ahead.

"Why can't I see even a single ghost messenger? Is there no order in the netherworld?" Heihei Xuanjian frowned as he looked at the wandering undead all around him.

On the entire Huangquan Road, except for the dead souls, the manager has not seen a single one, and everything is a disordered existence.

Black and white Xuanjian looked at the dead souls around him, and didn't care about other things. Wu Chenzi told him that there is a great horror in the ghosts, and he must return before the cock crows at dawn, otherwise no one will know the consequences.

Therefore, Black and White Xuanjian hurried towards the Wangxiang Terrace, and within a short while, an earthen platform made of loess appeared in front of him, and many undead stopped on the Wangxiang Terrace and looked up.

"This is the Wangxiang Terrace!" Black and White Xuanjian walked up to the Wangxiang Terrace and looked up.

"Sure enough, you can see the world here!" Heihei Xuanjian saw the bank of Weiming Lake where his body was located, and also saw Dianqing and other people who wanted to kill him, but these people didn't know what they were afraid of. I dare not do it too late.

"Can I only watch ten breaths?" Heihei Xuanjian frowned. He could only watch ten breaths on the lookout platform, and he couldn't see anything anymore.

Apart from his body, he can only see Tianci playing with the five-color windmill in the farmyard.

"Have you ever stood here and looked at us?" Heihei Xuanjian sighed and walked down the Wangxiang Terrace. Maybe she once looked back at him and Tianci here.

I just don't know how reluctant she was at that time?

Black and white Xuanjian didn't stop, and continued to move forward, and an exploded gazebo appeared, but they didn't see the old lady cooking soup that Wuchenzi said!

"What happened in Youmingtian, why can't even a person of order see it!" Heihei Xuanjian pondered, he had to go back and tell Wuchenzi what happened here.

Where there are people, there will be rivers and lakes, and there will be order managers, but there are many dead souls here, but there is not a single order manager.

All the souls of the dead are wandering here, only a few souls will go forward and walk across the bridge of Naihe.

"After they walked on the bridge, it seems that their memory was erased!" Black and White Xuanjian observed for a while, and found that all the dead souls who stepped on the Naihe Bridge would become numb and dazed, guided by some kind of power, and then disappear in the In a sea of ​​white and red flowers on the other side.

"In the Taoist collection, aren't the Bianhua flowers red? Why are the Bianhua flowers here still white?" Black and White Xuanjian frowned.

After all, he has not been in Taoism for a long time, and he has only heard Wuchenzi say one of the two forms of the Bianhua, that is the scarlet red born in the netherworld, which is the summoning of the god of death, the only color of the nether world, and the only one that the undead see for the last time. color.

The other shore flowers are divided into two colors. The snow-white mandala flower blooms on the road to heaven, representing new life; the red manjusawa flower blooms on the road to hell, representing death.

However, what Black and White Xuanjian saw was snow-white mandala flowers and red mandala flowers blooming together in the netherworld.

"I hope you didn't leave, didn't walk up the Naihe Bridge, and waited for me here!" Black and White Xuanjian looked at the Naihe Bridge, not daring to take a step.

The three-life stone is his only hope. If he wants to see if Wei Qianqian has left, he can only find the three-life tree and the three-life stone by the Wangchuan River in front of Naihe.

Black and White Xuanjian turned around and walked down the Wangchuan River. According to Wuchenzi, the Three-Life Tree and the Three-Life Stone are easy to find. They are not far from the Naihe Bridge, and they are places for the dead to watch the past three lives.

With the disorder of the netherworld, those without order drive the undead to step on the Naihe Bridge. Therefore, Black and White Xuanjian believes that if Wei Qianqian comes to the Sansheng Stone, he will definitely stay under the Sansheng Tree and wait for him.

Black and white Xuanjian walked more and more anxiously, but he was still uneasy. He didn't know what he would do if Wei Qianqian was really there. Yin and Yang were separated, could he really resist not taking her away?

After taking her away, how would he face Wu Chenzi, and Wu Chenzi said that if he dared to take any dead soul away, Wu Chenzi would chase and kill him himself.

"How could this happen!" Black and White Xuanjian stared blankly, unable to believe his own eyes.

I saw an ancient giant tree with glowing fireflies falling down, and the roots of the tree were exposed. Although it was still alive tenaciously, it couldn't change the fact that it was overthrown.

"Who on earth dares to overthrow the Three-Life Tree!" Although Black and White Xuanjian had never seen the Three-Life Tree, what he saw told him that it was the Three-Life Tree.

"Three-life stone!" Heihei Xuanjian immediately realized that the three-life tree fell, so can the three-life stone under the three-life tree still exist?

Bypassing the huge tree trunk, a half-person-high rock with irregular fluorescent lights appeared in front of him.

A group of dead souls also gathered here, touching the stone non-stop, and the faces of the dead souls were all covered with smiles from the heart.

Black and white Xuanjian kept searching among the undead, but there were too many undead.

"Qianqian!" Black and white Xuanjian patted a dead soul.

The dead soul turned to look at him, then turned back.

"I'm sorry, I admitted the wrong person!" Black and white Xuan Jian was disappointed for a while, they really resembled each other too much, but unfortunately they were only similar, after all, they were not her.

Passing through the long group of dead souls, Black and White Xuanjian saw figures like her again and again, but was disappointed again and again, never seeing her.

Finally, Black and White Xuanjian came to the Sansheng Stone, only to find that the Sansheng Stone had also been cut off by someone, and a sharp sword mark cut off the Sansheng Stone with a single sword, leaving only half of it still standing here.

"Who is so powerful!" Heihei Xuanjian looked at the sword marks left on the Sansheng Stone, felt the remaining sword intent on the sword marks, but was instantly blown away.

The person who left the sword marks was too strong, he didn't even have the qualifications to comprehend the sword intent.

However, Black and White Xuanjian still touched the Sansheng Stone, and pictures appeared in front of his eyes, but none of them were what he wanted.

The Sansheng III of the dead soul was recorded on the Sansheng Stone, but Black and White Xuanjian didn't see what he wanted to see.

"Why not?" Black and white Xuanjian's eyes were dull, he saw his previous two lives, but he still couldn't see his present life.

The other dead souls ignored him, and everyone was immersed in the beauty of their three lives.

"Are you wondering why you can't see your own life?" A purple robe suddenly appeared beside the Sansheng Stone and asked Black and White Xuanjian.

"It's you!" Heihei Xuanjian said looking at Ziyi's back.

"You know me?" The man in purple didn't look back, but asked in surprise.

"The Sansheng Stone illuminates Sansheng, in the previous two lives, I have had you in my past!" Black and White Xuan Jianshu said.

The most important thing is that although the man in purple doesn't have a sword on his back, he has a feeling that the person who knocked down the three-life tree and cut off the three-life stone is the purple-clothed man in front of him.