According to legend, Shaolin has a mountain guarding formation - the Eighteen Arhats formation, which no one has been able to break so far.

But legends are legends after all, the eighteen bronze men cooperated tacitly, as if they were invincible, but that was just as if.

Su Yu knelt on the mat on the stone steps, took the tea offered by Elder Yuan Ming personally, "The Eighteen Bronze Man Formation is really powerful." You still need the flattery you should have, otherwise, you will be beating others in the open face.

Elder Yuanming was not as indifferent as he was in the martial arts conference, and his usual appearance looked rather kind. He watched the men in the field retreat step by step and defend every time in the Eighteen Bronze Man. The eighteen bronze figures pressed on step by step, as if driving him to a desperate situation, he still sighed after all.

The Eighteenth Bronze Man had already used all his moves, but the man didn't even draw out his sword. He was advancing by retreating, just looking for a loophole to defeat him in one fell swoop.

Elder Yuan Ming looked at Su Yu and said, "The young hero is too modest. The Eighteenth Bronze Man has not met an opponent for a long time, so maybe he has more experience."

Su Yu didn't answer with a smile, just quietly watching the man hit with the sheath at the moment when it seemed that there was no way to retreat, and instantly knocked the bronze man who was facing him into the air, as if it was only an instant, the situation was reversed The eighteen bronze men were defeated, but he just stood against the wind and walked towards Su Yu and the others when he knocked down the last one.

From the beginning to the end, his sword did not come out of its sheath.

It's not that he doesn't want to go out, but he can't go out, blood will be seen when the sword goes out, he has no deep hatred with Shaolin, why kill someone from his sect.

Qin Zheng understands this truth, Su Yu understands it, and Elder Yuanming naturally understands it too.

Although Elder Yuan Ming considered himself inferior to Qin Zheng, he was also the well-deserved No.

If Qin Zheng had used his sword at the beginning, those Shaolin disciples might not survive even one move.

"Sect Master Qin is young and promising," Elder Yuan Ming clapped his hands together and praised.

Qin Zheng nodded to him, "The Eighteen Bronze Men seem to be one person, but as long as one corner is broken, the formation will be defeated."

Qin Zheng pointed out the loopholes, Elder Yuanming looked at him kindly and said, "Thank you, Young Man, for your reminder."

He admired in his heart, this son's understanding is extremely high, and he also knows that there are loopholes in the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation, but how difficult it is to knock down one of them, but now, it proves that there is no shortage of such capable people in the world People, they Shaolin, really can't sit idly by and watch the sky from a well.

At the same time, he sighed, such an amazingly talented person is actually the leader of that kind of demon sect. Although the Sikong clan back then justified his name in order to restrain him, but this time he took on all the sects and crushed the decent sects with a single sword. The Chinese really threw their faces on the ground and stomped on them.

Decentness seems to be the most tolerant, but in fact, it will be afraid of those who are too high.

Shaolin didn't ask too much about the affairs of the world of mortals, and there was no objection to it, but those famous and decent families lost, I'm afraid they would want to promote his identity as a member of the Demon Cult.

Su Yu walked to Qin Zheng's side, looked at Elder Yuan Ming and said with a smile, "This matter is over, Master, we will take our leave."

Qin Zheng nodded, and then walked outside the temple with Su Yu.

Elder Yuanming looked at the two people who were walking away together, and finally looked at the disciple standing in front of him and said, "You must know that there are people beyond people, and there is heaven beyond the sky."

The eighteen bronze figures clasped their hands together and said, "Disciple, please remember."

The demon head of the Nether Sect chose the Eighteen Bronze Figures, and such news quickly spread among the decent sects.

While reassuring them that they are not from their own family, it also makes them fearful.

People in the Devil's Cult are so powerful that they have no rivals among famous families, it really makes them sleepless.

If that person led the demon sect to crush them in the future, under the overthrow of the nest, there would be no eggs left, but even if all their factions cooperated, they might not be able to win favor with that person.

In this way, the last strategy can only be used.

Today's emperor supports the Orthodox Church and suppresses the Demon Cult. No matter how powerful the members of the Demon Cult are, can they be as powerful as the emperor's thousands of troops?

Since then, Qi Yunyi's desk has placed a lot of letters from those famous families, but he just glanced at the cover of the envelope, without even opening it, and threw it aside.

Seeing this, the servant beside him carefully asked, "Your Majesty, do you want to dispose of these letters?"

Qi Yunyi raised his head from the memorial and said casually, "Well, let's burn them all."

The servant carefully picked up the stack of envelopes, then went outside to find a brazier and burned them.

After the servant went out, Qi Yunyi took the letter paper on the side, wrote two letters with a brush, sealed them with wax, and said to the air with his head down, "Send these two letters to its owner, and you must personally send them." Send it to your hand, Bizhu will definitely be in Biluo Palace, as for Qin Zheng, after challenging the number one Shaolin, he will go back to the Nether Sect, you just have to go."

As soon as Qi Yunyi finished speaking, the letter on the table had disappeared.

But he was only silent for a moment, and then continued to review the pile of memorials.

The way of balance is the way of the emperor. There should be a balanced situation between the decent and the devil in the world. His support has revitalized the famous family, but he is too sharp and can be suppressed by Qin Zheng.

It's just that he single-handedly challenged the various sects, and none of them can stop him. Qin Zheng's martial arts, presumably, has reached an extremely high level.

If he really wanted to kill the king, it would be like entering a no-man's land in this palace, but he really sent a large army to crush the forces of the rivers and lakes. There is no evil, even this move is too shocking.

It was as if he, the lord of a country, was afraid of that little Nether Cult.

Qi Yunyi knows that this kind of emotion is called jealousy, and it is also called creating something out of nothing, but after being in this position for a long time, when many doubts become the truth, you will think that the current doubts are also the truth.

Even he himself didn't know when such a self would become different from before.

Qi Yunyi looked at the words in the memorial to impeach King Jing's self-respect, finally put down the memorial with a sigh, and leaned against the dragon chair to cover his eyes.

He was telling himself in his heart that Yun Xing was his own younger brother, and with Su Zhiyan, there was absolutely no possibility of ascending to the throne, but it is also a fact to support oneself.

In previous years, when Yun Xing dispatched troops, he would definitely ask Su Zhiyan to stay in the capital, which was already considered a taboo.

Moreover, Yun Xing and Qin Zheng are also good friends, one is making waves in the Jianghu, and the other is wielding knives and clubs in the court, but he is powerless.

If Yun Xing were to lead troops to surrender the Nether Sect, wouldn't it be possible to see if they were sincere?

Qi Yunyi put down his hands, looked at the table in front of him, and finally smiled wryly.

His fear and thoughts are struggling in his mind, which means that he should let Su Zhiyan and Yun Xing leave. They have asked for resignation many times and have been rejected by him. Now that they think about it, they have already noticed his thoughts and refused to let them go. This brotherly love will end up with nothing in the end.

Letting them go before their lives are absolutely necessary may also be a way out.

Qi Yunyi picked up the two memorials for resignation beside the table, and finally wrote down the imperial pen for personal approval.

When Su Zhiyan received the memorial, he and Qi Yunxing looked at each other and smiled, and then they all retreated to the palace.

The emperor's imperial pen and the imperial decree of En Zhun really caused a lot of discussion in the court, but those things were no longer related to the two parties involved.

"Where are we going next?" Qi Yunxing looked at Su Zhiyan and asked.

Su Zhiyan packed the things in the mansion, thought for a while and said, "Well, let's put my father and the others in the villa in Liuzhou first, and then talk about our affairs."

"You bought another villa in Liuzhou, why didn't I know." Qi Yunxing said.

Su Zhiyan looked at him amusedly and said, "I didn't buy it, but the two people who went there for three years. Seeing that I was dismissed by the court, it was really pitiful. It was just to make amends, so I just sent me a place." Zhuangzi, so that my father can take care of himself in the old age."

Qi Yunxing's face darkened even more, "The Zhuangzi should be sent to you by me, I still get a monthly salary."

Su Zhiyan stopped what he was doing, looked at him tangled and said, "They only spent 10 taels of silver on that Zhuangzi, and your salary for ten years isn't that much. It’s my dad who is comfortable, and doesn’t take advantage of the advantages, are you stupid or am I stupid?” In essence, Su Zhiyan is an out-and-out businessman, he was also a businessman in his previous life, wasn’t he?

Qi Yun's sentence concluded that he was used to staying in the military camp, and the military camp itself didn't have much salary, and sometimes he likes to give rewards to the families of the soldiers, where there is almost no income.

As the prince, although he also has the regular money collected from the fief, and the court also gets paid every year, but after so many years of accumulation, there is not that much, and he really wants to have that much, unless he goes to embezzle.

"However, our future life will depend entirely on you," Su Zhiyan comforted him, "I have no official position or income, and I'm just a commoner. If I want to live a prosperous and happy life, I still have to rely on you, my lord."

When he said this, Qi Yunxing was happy, put his arms around his waist and said, "Even if you don't have the status of this prince, I won't let you suffer."

"Okay, I know," Su Zhiyan patted his hand and said, "I have too many things to pack, but luckily you are fine, come and help."

"Okay," Qi Yunxing agreed, "and then I'll start helping."

Then Su Zhiyan found out that it would be better not to help. Prince Jing was decisive in killing and attacking on the battlefield, and he came and went like a wind, and it was the same when cleaning up.

In the end, Su Zhiyan couldn't take it anymore, he threw the man outside the house and said, "Go and feed the horse, lest it get hungry on the way."

Qi Yunxing could only keep silent towards the door, and then really went to feed the grass.

On the contrary, Qin Zheng and Su Yu really had nothing to do, they sat on the carriage and drove to the Nether Sect, Su Yu said with a smile, "I have accepted the words, it seems that I sent them to his heart."

Qin Zheng asked, "When will he come?"

Su Yu replied with a smile, "It is said that the family has been settled well, and it will take three months at most."

"It's good as before," Qin Zheng said.

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