A sword, the chain is broken.

The clear sound of fracture resounds continuously, and continuously gushes out along the Buddha well and rushes into the sky.

Let the dark clouds in the sky be scattered.

This chain is not only the shackles of Luo Qiye, but also the last link between Xia family and Luo family.

Luo Hong's eyes are purple, and his breath is vast. The power of the evil god is really strong, and it is an unknown power. No one knows where the evil god comes from, even Luo Hong himself is not very clear.

Because the magic power of the evil god is only exchanged through the reward pool of the human skin booklet. I don't know where it comes from. Maybe the power of the evil god doesn't belong to this world.

"Stupid little Luo Since I've broken the chain for you, I'll help you again. "

"When the divine power is consumed, you and I will I will forget you in the world. "

"Oh, stupid little Luo."

The evil god sighed.

Luo Hong, suspended in the sea of will, was stunned.

Before you know it, the supernatural power of the evil god is exhausted.

"The madness of this man is not faking, but real madness. The originator of his madness is his unique strength."

In the sea of will, the voice of evil gods resounds.

Luo Hong's eyes were bright, but he didn't expect that the evil god could diagnose the truth of Luo Qiye's madness?

"According to your words, it's Qi number power, which is similar to the Qi number of Buddha's national movement. This Qi number power needs special physique to bear. Although this mortal's natural divine power, his physique is not suitable to bear Qi number, so Will lead to the strength of Qi number destroyed his will sea, making him into a madness

"This madness is irreversible. Moreover, under the impact of this momentum, this person may not live for several years."

The way of evil god.

When Luo Hong hears the speech, he takes a breath?!

The reason why Luo Qiye is crazy is that he carries the national fortune?

Fifteen years ago, Luo Qiye was crazy. That is to say, 15 years ago, Luo Qiye carried the national fortune?

Fifteen years ago, Luo died of madness.

It's like a huge black curtain. The events of that year contain a big secret.

Luo Hong didn't think too much.

"Is there any way to save him?"

Luo Hong thought about it and asked.

"Yes, just transfer the Qi power out of the body. This mortal has a special constitution and should be cured."

The way of evil god.

"Transfer, where can I transfer?"

When Luo Hong heard the speech, he frowned.

"The bearing of Qi number requires the sea of will, which is a great burden to the sea of will. This mortal is strong in the flesh, and his sea of will is very weak, which is why he is crazy, and stupid Xiao Luo, your sea of will If you can carry the great, you will naturally be able to carry this national destiny. "

"However, you are not suitable for this national fortune. You are an evil practitioner. If you want to be an excellent evil practitioner, you should find someone to take over the national fortune as soon as possible."

The evil God spoke haughtily.

Therefore, the meaning of the evil god is very obvious. He transfers the national fortune of Luo Qiye's will to Luo Hong. However, Luo Hong can't carry the national fortune for a long time, so he has to transfer the national fortune.

"Seven uncle can live after the sequela is transferred? Can that restore the will? "

Luo Hong asked.

The evil god said: "to live is to be able to live, but it's hard to say whether the will can be restored. The sea of will is the most mysterious place in the world..."

The evil god said that, but he was impatient.

He controls Luo Hong's body. There is a finger deep in the body, and the finger is full of purple.

It's in the center of Luo Qiye's brow.

Boom!

In a flash, Luo Qiye seemed to have some shackles broken.

A powerful air wave rose from him, like a column of water in the vast sea, blowing up the clouds in the sky, forming a circle of spreading waves.

It's like exploding a huge mushroom cloud.

This wave is like the essence of the fire, showing a touch of gold, like a gushing spring, Yang sprinkling the essence of energy.

In the Buddha well.

At the moment when the golden spirit suddenly rose, the eyes of the three old monks sitting in the niches suddenly brightened.

"This is The pillar of Qi number! The great Xia National Games

"It turns out that the main culprit of Luo Xiaobei's madness is the national movement..."

"The national fortune is so great that ordinary friars can't bear it. Only those who are ordered by heaven can carry it. No wonder Luo Xiaobei is crazy!"

The three old monks lived for a long time with unique vision. Naturally, they also saw the cause of the changes at this moment.

And outside the fojing hall.At the moment when the golden pillar of Qi rose to the sky, a wave that seemed to have turned into a real wind swept in all directions, setting off a violent wind.

Master Farrow's robe is bulging, his cassock is flying, and his long eyebrows are hunting in the wind.

"I see, I see!"

"The back hand of the Luo family Sure enough, it's on benefactor Luo Xiaobei! "

Blind yuan also tilted his head and took a breath.

What a Luo family!

Is this the back hand of the Luo family?

Ordinary friars can't bear the power of national fortune. It's not a peerless evil. Luo Xiaobei will go crazy, which is why.

Zhao Xinghe's eyes are shining. As one of the generals of the Luo family's black riding, his body is trembling with excitement. Only the other side can understand what the appearance of the Qi number column means.

Over the years, since the prince Xia Ji came to power, he has been trying every means to wipe out Luo Hou's military power. He has transferred many black cavalry generals to the southern battlefield to encircle the Miao Gu clan, causing countless casualties and wasting the power of the Luo family. What's more, he wants to use the power of the Chu family to replace Luo's black cavalry and even take charge of the military power of the northern part of the Great Wall.

If it had not been for the loyalty and immobility of the seven generals of the Black Knight, the prince Xia would have taken the initiative to the black knight for a long time.

For a time, Zhao Xinghe had mixed feelings, and a flame was burning in his heart.

The pillar of Qi number rushes into the sky and illuminates the top of Wuliang Mountain.

Countless Buddhists and Buddhists look back, and their robes are flying, and their eyes are different.

At the foot of Wuliang Mountain, outside Wangchuan temple.

Some of the first-class masters who have not yet retired look very strange.

The strong men from the great Chu, the great Zhou, and the king's Court of the golden tent, looked a little suddenly, a little smiling.

Good luck!

This is the strength of the pillar of Qi number. The bottom card of the Luo family is indeed the seventh master of Luo, which contains the national fortune. At this moment, many people have figured out the reason why the seventh master of Luo is crazy.

It's no wonder that Luo Qiye, who was born with divine power and unparalleled combat power, would fall into madness. It turned out that he carried the national fortune with his body.

This kind of thing, the will is not strong enough, there is a great possibility of being hit crazy.

The secret of Luo Qiye's madness has been solved.

Now, it doesn't matter why Luo Qiye is crazy. What's more, the national fortune Now it's released.

Moreover, it belongs to the Luo family.

The Luo family has never been against Xia, even if they were so humiliated by Prince Xia Ji, they even sent troops to kill the only grandson of Zhenbei king outside Jiangling mansion.

The Luo family still hasn't turned over.

Sure enough, the Luo family has been waiting!

Looking at the Qi Shu white dragon, which turns into a pale golden white dragon and winds its way into the sky, many strong people are filled with emotion.

Many strong people did not hesitate, did not stay, one after another will spread the news here, but also with the Taoist art, speed up the spread of the news.

On the sky, streamer after streamer is sweeping rapidly, just like meteors cutting through the night.

Many of the top-notch experts in the imperial court of the great Xia Dynasty were all staring at each other. Many people looked at each other face to face and saw the dignity in each other's eyes.

However, they were not waiting for the orders from the temple.

Nevertheless, they understand that Next, it's not calm.

……

The great Xia Dynasty.

Tianan city.

Rain hazy, like a dragon swept nine days, in the rain storm.

Deep in the palace, a golden awn rushes into the sky and turns into a golden dragon. This is the great Xia Dynasty's national movement, which is majestic and vast and can't be shaken.

Between the teeth and the claws, it turns into a five clawed Golden Dragon.

The palace of the imperial city.

The curtain hung behind the prince's screen.

All the officials at the bottom were dressed in neat and dust-free robes, standing in his highness. They were divided into two groups, neat as one.

You can see that the column of Qi is transformed into a five clawed golden dragon, and all the officials breathe out slowly.

This year, the great Xia Dynasty was in full swing.

All officials are at ease.

Behind the curtain, the prince Xia Ji is dressed in a four clawed Python robe, with a golden crown on his head. His eyes are like stars, and his eyebrows are like blades. He leans against the chair, and his palms rub the gold-plated hands of the chair. He seems to smile rather than smile.

He raised his eyes to look at it. His eyes seemed to penetrate time and space, and he saw the pillar of Qi in the sky beyond the palace, thousands of miles away, and on Wuliang Mountain.

"The news just came back..."

"On Wuliang Mountain, Luo Xiaobei, who was sent to Wangchuan temple to seal the town by the king of Zhenbei, has a huge number of pillars. What do you think of them?"

The prince said in a loud voice.

The voice lingered over the hall.

The prince's voice is rather playful, words fall, officials immediately rustle, these nests in Tianan City, can stand on the palace of the Imperial City, but are not ordinary people.

The news is natural and well-informed. Most people know the news from Wangchuan temple in Wuliang Mountain.A small number of individuals do not know, it can only be said that the news is blocked, most of them are new ministers, they may soon be eliminated.

No one answered the prince's words.

The king of Zhenbei didn't come to court.

The king of Chu closed his eyes and looked sleepy.

Wen Tianxing also lowered his eyebrows and followed his head, counting the brick and stone patterns on the ground.

Zhang Shoufu is smiling, but also does not speak.

No one talks, no one dares to interfere in the muddy water.

The contradiction between the Xia family and the Luo family is clear to all the officials, especially when the king of Zhenbei was refused to write a face holy book and ask to see the Xia emperor on a bloody night

It represents the dynasties of the Luo family and the Xia family, and there has been a huge gap.

The prince, Xia Ji, laughed after the screen.

The action of rubbing the gilded hand guard stopped immediately.

"Let's talk about it from this palace."

"Luo Xiaobei's stealing the National Games of Daxia is the crime of anti thieves. Those who steal the National Games are unforgivable. In addition, Luo Hong, the son of general Luo Hou, chanted rebellious slogans in Anping County and was found guilty of conspiracy against the law."

The faint voice of the prince's words reverberated in the court, making every minister's face slightly changed.

"Do you have any objection

The prince said and asked.

The eyes behind the curtain scan every court minister.

The atmosphere is stagnant.

After a long time, the prince chuckled: "since there is no objection..."

"I have doubts."

When the prince opened his mouth, there was a silence in the court hall, but someone opened his mouth and interrupted the prince's words.

The smile on the prince's face gradually disappeared, and his eyes were sharp as a blade, sweeping down.

After that, he shook his sleeves, straightened his spine, and took a step from the ranks of ministers.

The king of Chu opened his drowsy eyes, smelled Tianxing and raised his head, no longer counting the lines on the bricks and stones.

Because it's not others who stand up, it's Zhang Huaiyi who is the first assistant.

On the court hall, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Some ministers chuckled and others looked strange.

Obviously, many people have guessed that Zhang Shoufu will come forward.

The prince also stood up from behind the curtain and looked straight at Zhang Shoufu.

"What's Zhang Shoufu's objection?"

The prince said.

Zhang Shoufu shakes his broad sleeves and seems to have a breeze in his sleeves. He says calmly: "the king of Zhenbei fought for the summer all his life. He has seven sons and five sons. All the people are loyal. Luo Xiaobei has been crazy for 15 years. Although his highness is in power on behalf of his majesty, he can't judge so lightly. Please think twice."

"In addition, even if the crime of treason is to be determined, it must be ordered by your majesty, your highness I'm afraid I can't be the master. "

Zhang Shoufu, Tao.

Cough, cough

When the words came out, there was a dry cough on the court hall.

Many royal censors were even as red as a chicken.

when Zhang Shoufu said this, he just pointed to the nose of the crown prince and said, "although you are in power on behalf of the Xia emperor, you are just not qualified to be a crown prince to convict the Luo family of treason.".

Crazy!

Zhang Shoufu's words are just like a sword in the mouth.

Xia Ji has been the crown prince for decades. What can he do? He is also very desperate

The king of Chu glanced at Zhang Shoufu and sighed, saying nothing.

Smell the sky line old eyes, is also with a few subtle.

The prince laughed. He walked out of the screen, his face full of rich to extreme smile, and even clapped his hands.

"Zhang Shoufu is right. This palace is just a prince This summer is still my father's world.... "

"What Zhang Shoufu said is right. For this palace, it's like the top of the palace."

"That being the case, I'll ask my father himself." The prince said with a smile. Then he took out a golden token and threw it out at will. It hit the ground and made a clear sound.

The token slid far away on the ground, and finally it reached the boot of Shoufu and stopped.

Then the prince brushed his sleeve and turned to leave with a faint laugh.

"The words of the first and the second are enlightening. Is there a prince of sixty years in this world?"

"Ridiculous, ridiculous..."

Prince Xia Ji has gone.

On the court hall, there was still silence.

Zhang Shoufu bent down and picked up the golden token on the ground.

On the old face, there is a smile.

In the distance.

Several censors saw that Zhang Shoufu picked up the token, opened his mouth, and wanted to say nothing.

However, the words are stuck in the throat, after all, can not speak out.

After a long time, it turned into a sigh.……

Zhenbei palace.

Atrium.

The king of Zhenbei sits in the pavilion and changes into a neat and incomparable robe. A shadow guard who seems to be hiding in the dark follows him like a shadow.

The world is very quiet.

This huge Zhenbei palace seems to be isolated from the noisy Tian'an city.

The sky, thick clouds, in the constant Fanyong.

Looking at the bright and winding Golden Dragon above Tian'an City, Zhenbei Wang smiles.

Thick black clouds in the sky, as if the sky is brewing anger.

"Wang Ye..."

"He said

"At today's court meeting, the Prince wanted to blame the seventh master Luo and the young master for their treason..."

"Well."

"Zhang Shoufu made a speech and suppressed the prince's order. The prince was angry and threw down the golden order. He left with a brush of his sleeve. Zhang Shoufu picked up the golden order."

"Alas..."

Two people answer each other.

But in the end, the king of Zhenbei sighed.

"This is the resentment between Xia family and Luo family..."

"Lao Zhang, be his first assistant. When Zhang Jingzhi grows up, he will retire behind the scenes and live his life. Isn't that good?"

"Why?"

"The emperor of Xia is no longer the high spirited emperor of Xia who was fighting for world peace in his golden armor. His strength is stronger and his vision is higher and higher. No one knows what he is calculating."

Wang Luokuang in the north of the town, however, is no longer the same as his youth, sighing gently.

In the courtyard, I fell into silence again.

For a long time, Wang Fang in the north of the town spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Is the carriage ready?"

Asked the king of Zhenbei.

Ying Wei bowed and nodded: "be ready. You can leave Beijing at any time and go to Anping County."

"Good."

The king of Zhenbei answered and leaned against the stone pavilion.

Look at the sky.

It's easy to get out of Beijing, but it's hard to get into Anping.

……

Wuliang temple, above the Buddha well.

The white Jiao is surging. Purple Qi comes from the East and surrounds the white Jiao. Heaven and earth create a vision.

The Buddhists in Wangchuan Temple recite the Buddha's name in a soft voice.

And in the Buddha well.

Luo Hong's eyes are purple, and he retreats. Luo Qi Ye closes his eyes. Another white silk thread in his eyebrow twines out of the sea of will, connecting Luo Hong's sea of will.

This is the pillar of Qi which is carried by Luo Qiye.

In the sea of Luo Hong's will, a white dragon is gradually emerging.

Luo Hong's eyes are clear and bright. With the influx of national fortune, the sea of will is surging. The thousand handed evil Buddha chants Sanskrit, and nine Buddhist lanterns emit leisurely light, which calms Luo Hong's sea of will and makes Luo Hong's sea of will not collapse easily.

As for this transmission, it will obviously take some time.

"Take Luo Qiye away from fojing first..."

"When the pillar of Qi number appears, the Xia family and the prince Xia Ji will surely know it, so they will definitely choose to kill it. Now, the safest place is Anping County."

"Because Jixia Academy is in Anping County."

Luo Hong took a deep breath, and when he thought about it, he figured it out.

He took a look at Luo Qiye, reached out his hand, held Luo Qiye, at the foot, the evil shadow of the goshawk appeared, wings beat, rocked up, rushed out of the Buddha well!

Luo Hong hunts in white, while Luo Qiye is bony, but both of them are twined in the pillar of Qi number, which is dazzling.

Luo Hong stepped on the evil shadow of the eagle, looked at the old monk who opened the Buddhist well for him, and nodded slightly.

The old monk lowered his eyes, nodded and sighed.

After that, Luo Hong took the seventh master Luo out of the fojing hall with the evil shadow of the Goshawk.

The other two old monks sitting in the niche frowned slightly.

"This son's strength in connecting Luo Xiaobei It carries the eight thousand year Buddhist movement of Wangchuan temple as well as the national movement. If he is not careful, he will be doomed and the Buddhist movement of Wangchuan temple will collapse into ashes. "

"Do you really let him go like this?"

Two old monks spoke.

"Amitabha..."

"Wangchuan temple now has eight thousand years of Buddha's fortune gained by others, and it can no longer afford to toss about..."

"The emperor of Xia is plotting a big deal. Since Wangchuan Temple doesn't choose to participate, don't get involved, otherwise Eight thousand years of inheritance, once the ashes

"The matter of Buddha's head is his own. He is extremely stupid. There are rules in the world. He wants to get out of it How can it be that easy? It's not a matter of calculation. You have to have enough strength to support. If you don't have strength, you don't even have the qualification to calculate. "

The old monk sighed.

The other two monks were silent.

Outside the fojing hall, there was an old voice in master Farrow's ear.

"Farrow, send the order down. After sending benefactor Luo out of Wangchuan temple, Wangchuan temple will close the mountain gate. So far, he will not be involved in the affairs of the world."Master Farrow was stunned.

His face became serious. He bowed and said, "here."

At this time, Luo Hong scattered the evil shadow of the eagle, and with his eyes closed, Luo Qiye fell down.

"Seventh master!"

Looking at Chai's thin clothes, Zhao Xingluo's eyes were red.

"These animals!"

Situ Weimei's eyes are also stunned. She had a good relationship with Luo Xiaobei. She still remembers that Luo Xiaobei called her sister-in-law playfully.

But Luo Xiaobei, who was carefree in those days, is now so miserable.

"Master Farrow, please prepare a carriage. If we need to go back to Anping County, we will not stay in Wangchuan temple, which will bring trouble to your temple..."

Luo Hong looked at master Farrow and said faintly.

Master Farrow put his palms together and recognized the resentment in Luo Hong's words. He sighed and nodded.

"Lord Luo, the matter of benefactor Luo Xiaobei is the fault of Wangchuan temple. When the benefactor comes out of the temple, Wangchuan temple will be closed and isolated from the world."

"However, before that, Wangchuan temple will send Yuanshang and Yuanhe to escort Lord Luo Shi back to Anping County."

Luo Hong nodded, but did not refuse.

They left fojing hall and returned to the martial arts arena.

Yuanshang and Yuanhe, two masters, came walking in their hats and sticks.

Kuyue, a white monk's robe, also followed.

When master Farrow saw the bitter moon, he knelt down and kowtowed to the main hall of Wangchuan temple. From then on, he said goodbye to the ancient Buddha and was willing to walk hard in the world, because he could not find the Buddha in his heart here.

Farrow didn't retain him. The matter of Buddha's head had a great impact on kuyue.

Luo Hong helps Luo Qiye.

Yuan blind man holding a bamboo pole, driving a carriage, Luo Hong with Luo Qiye into the carriage.

However, above the carriage, the strength of Qi number was still entrenched and conspicuous.

There is not too much stay in Wangchuan temple.

On Wuliang Mountain, the light of Buddha flourishes.

There is a voice of Buddha, calling on the whole world, Wangchuan temple will close the mountain gate.

In the vastness of Buddha's voice.

The gate of Wangchuan temple is closed, and in the process of closing, smoke and dust billow.

There is a carriage with a conspicuous strength, accompanied by the sound of hissing, rushed out of the Buddhist Wangchuan temple.

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