Chapter 175, Auspiciousness in heaven and earth, Emperor of a hundred birds

The fire burned for half a month, and the imperial capital and the surrounding mountains were turned into a piece of scorched earth. "Ya*wen*yan*qing*first*post"

Huangfu Liuxian, a descendant of the King of Song Dynasty, has endured for many years under the Emperor Gaya, pretending to be crazy and selling stupid for more than 30 years just to usurp power for the present. She succeeded, and now she is finally in this position above everyone. But she was still uneasy, because Gaya Tenshou was gone, which meant that he might be waiting for a comeback in some dark corner.

"Don't worry, he won't come back." Song Liyou glanced at the restless Huangfu Liuxian. He leaned against the window and held an ancient book in his hand. This was the collection of the Gaya royal family. There were many insightful political remarks in it, but this thing obviously could not save the decadent Gaya dynasty.

Huangfu Liuxian sat in front of the book desk, frowning and said: "But you can't see a person or a dead body... I'm always a little worried."

"Even if he comes back, so what, he has already lost his momentum, what should you be afraid of?" Song Liyou mocked, "You should take care of your own people before worrying about it."

Huangfu Liuxian got up and wandered around and sat down again. She stared at Song Liyou and said, "Mr. Song can help me calculate whether he is alive or dead, and where is he?"

Song Liyou put the book down, and then carefully searched for something on the side of the bookshelf, he said casually: "Mostly, he gave up his glory and wealth and followed that witch to learn the way of yin and yang fortune."

Huangfu Liuxian didn't know about the relationship between Gaya Tianshou and Gong Zhen, but when he heard Song Liyou's words, he was shocked: "You mean that Gaya Tianshou escaped from the world and went to practice the Dao? What if he succeeded in his cultivation and came back? what to do!?"

"You said that he has escaped from the world. Since he has broken the relationship, how could he come back to ask you to be the emperor of the slaughter." Song Liyou is quite disdainful. How can the authority of the world be compared with the great road between heaven and earth? But those who have tasted the latter will not choose the former again, but those who are addicted to the former often fail to see the latter.

This sentence made Huangfu Liuxian stunned, and she felt a little weird in her heart. This Mr. Song was also a servant of Gaya, but after he succeeded in his cultivation, the great Gaya Dynasty could no longer threaten him, even if he wanted to destroy the country, it would be an easy task. She holds the kingship now, what if it's another hundred years? Probably turned into smashed soil, reincarnated in reincarnation, confused, don't know why?

"Gaya Tianshou... What if he succeeded in his cultivation?" Huangfu Liuxian asked hesitantly.

Song Liyou naturally understood what she was thinking. He smiled and said, "Those who are successful in cultivating the Tao will travel across the world and travel around the world, and all the gods and Buddhas will bow their heads when they see it."

Huangfu Liuxian clenched his hands tightly, with a slightly excited expression on his face.

But Song Liyou quickly poured down a basin of cold water: "But there are very few successful practitioners, even fewer than the emperors in this world, countless people died in the middle of the road, and countless people went astray and suffered torment. Although Nagaya Tianshou has inherited the joy of the Demon Venerable, it may not be able to cultivate any superior inheritance. I think that according to the temperament of the ruthless Dao, it will probably be used as a furnace for a period of time. "Ya*wen*yan*qing* When he is old and his yang energy is gradually declining, that Demon Venerable will refine him into the Acacia Secret Artifact, begging for death."

Huangfu Liuxian's heart became cold, but she soon recovered, and the little miss in her heart was still there: "The person who took away Gaya Tianshou cultivated the ruthless way, so what about you, Mr. Song?"

"Don't think about my inheritance, it's for the dead." Song Liyou laughed, he took the book of poems, and swiped his fingers across the rows of ancient characters on it.

Although he smiled, his eyes were extremely cold. Huangfu Liuxian felt that he should not ask more about these things, but his mind couldn't stop. She hurriedly asked, "Then who gave me the tips before? What did she repair?"

Song Liyou raised her eyebrows to look at her, full of mockery that made Huangfu Liuxian unhappy, he said slowly: "The way of Yan Mo, kill all living beings and sharpen your own edge, wait for one day when you can kill everything And ask this question again when your heart is free.”

Huangfu Liuxian remembered how the girl was playing chess in the vast snow. She was humble and gentle, calm and peaceful, and she couldn't see the hostility of "killing all sentient beings" at all. She still remembered the expression on the girl's chess piece, she was light and soft, as if she was afraid of breaking the chess piece in her hand, but when she placed the piece, she was sonorous and forceful, fierce and decisive, even when she was at a disadvantage in the whole situation, there was a kind of contempt.

She was a little dazed when she thought about it, and she didn't even hear what Song Liyou said for a while.

"The heart of Moling Palace is here, please come out and see the ghost master of Fengdu." A clear shout fell from the air like a spring thunder.

Accompanying this voice was a sharp-edged sword qi, which swept from afar, destroying palaces and houses, blending yin and yang, rushing and unhindered. Huangfu Liuxian felt that the surrounding scenery was as transparent as if it had been washed with water. She started to feel dizzy after watching it for a while, and her skin was cut open by the sword energy, revealing wounds.

Song Liyou folded his fan, but he didn't see his tactic. A ghostly and magnificent ghost town phantom fell from the sky, and the black ghost mist quickly curbed the permeation of Yin and Yang.

Huangfu Liuxian stumbled. She held on to the desk before she fell, and asked, "Is someone attacking?"

Song Liyou didn't answer her, but slammed half of the wall with his fingers. He stood by the wall and bowed his hands: "Young Daoist Gong has raised him up, and the ghost emperor of the five directions is alive, so Song can't afford to be the ghost master."

A black-clothed girl descended from the sky, her face was cold, her words and deeds were decent, the long sword in her hand was flowing like spring water, and the black and white sword glow was uncertain. This person's pure sword intent is rare in the world, and even Song Liyou couldn't help but praise him in his heart. This swordsmanship is different from others. The purer it is, the more powerful it is. Therefore, Moling has three bloodlines, but he has never heard of it.

Taiji, Fengjiang, Tongsheng, among them Tongsheng Jianyi has not appeared in the world for many years, and Fengjiang is Wenjian, which is rarely seen on the frontal battlefield. Therefore, Mo Ling is now most famous for Tai Chi Sword Intent, and the name Tai Chi Sword Intent Gong Fuxin usually appears together with words such as "extremely threatening". Song Liyou couldn't see her truth for the time being, so she was polite in her words.

"Please leave Beichuan as soon as possible." Gong Fuxin looked solemn, the long sword in his hand was horizontal, the yin and yang were vast, and the ghosts were scattered.

Song Liyou shook his fan, but he didn't feel any pressure. He said lukewarmly, "Does Beichuan have your family's name written on his face? Since it doesn't, how can Song just leave?"

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The ghost town phantom suddenly solidified, and it slowly descended from the air, breaking through the barrier of yin and yang, and pressing directly on Gong Fuxin. The sword in Gong Fuxin's hand turned, and the Tai Chi sword intent rose from the ground, the clouds in the sky were washed away, the sky light fell from the clouds in the thousands of miles, and the ghostly shadow gradually blurred.

"Beichuan is the foundation of my humanity. Since fellow Daoist Song can't even be called a ghost master, don't get in the way." Gong Fuxin's expression was cold, and there was no emotion on his face. Listening to what she said, only Song Li Worrying to the level of Wufang Ghost Emperor can only start with her.

Huangfu Liuxian was furious when he heard this. Song Liyou didn't expect Mo Ling's people to speak so aggressively. However, her sword intent was so high that she really played beautifully, which made Song Liyou have to dodge a little. Just now Gong Fuxin used his own qi to lead the world into battle. This method consumes less energy and is powerful, but in order to use it, he must have an amazing talent. Looking at her effortless appearance, I am afraid it is not "amazing talent" that can be described.

"Oh, that's how you Mo Ling founded the country? It's enough to drive everyone away?"

Song Liyou sneered, the peach blossom fan quickly filled with black mist, the gate of Fengdu Ghost City slammed open, and thousands of ghost troops walked out of the city. Their steps are strong, they are armed with soldiers, and they are in iron and leather armor. All the breaths settled around the ghost town, and there was only death and silence around. With the change of Song Liyou's fan, the ghost army's eyes gradually ignited a faint blue flame, and the movements were a lot more dexterous, and the breath was like a real army.

"That's right!" Gong Fuxin's sword was stern, and the yin and yang were separated from the turbid. When the ghost army touched the sword, it turned into turbid, just like paper.

Song Liyou finally saw a face as thick as Yun Qing's again, and his face sank: "It's no wonder that you were beaten like a bird by Shenyinmen."

Gong Fuxin's expression was still deserted, she pointed her long sword at Song Liyou, and her voice was as clear and sharp as her sword: "The dynasties are still changing, and the victory and defeat have their own time. The Shenyinmen and the Temple of Heaven have been in chaos for a long time. Now it's time to reset the holy track, and I am the great rule of humanity!"

Song Liyou was taken aback by her. "Resetting the holy track" is not a casual thing to say. Listening to what she meant, could it be that someone in the Moling sword pavilion joined the way and wanted to force the saint to get out of the way? But this matter is clearly a conflict within humanity, what does it mean to have a secret door?

Sure enough, there was a lot of inside information about the battle of the sky a thousand years ago...

But there is no time to think about this now, Song Liyou frowned and said, "Who do you want to assist?"

In order to interfere in the fate of the world, Mo Ling must have a representative in the world, and they will not wear the imperial robe to become the emperor. However, Song Liyou seemed to have a little hope for the Huangfu Liuxian beside him, and the rest of the rebel army had very little purple energy. If Mo Ling also chose Huangfu Liuxian, then of course they wouldn't have to drive him away, and they must have other people in their hands.

Gong Fuxin was about to answer when there was a loud chirping of birds in the sky, she was stunned and looked up at the sky. Song Liyou was also stunned when she heard the voice. If she guessed correctly, this person should be imprisoned in the Mianfeng Corridor without asking about the world.

The sky was blazing red, the clouds were burning, boiling and surging, and the flames and wind and waves swept the world. This loud bird song attracted the attention of thousands of birds. Ten thousand birds in Beichuan worshipped and sang in unison to welcome them. The auspiciousness of heaven and earth came, the purple air rose into the sky, the sky was falling, the fragrance was everywhere, and the place where the firelight passed was like a fairyland on earth. People who have seen it have a kind of enlightenment in their hearts, and people with good aptitude can actually understand the Tao and their hearts, and ordinary people have a faint sense of luck when they see it, and auspiciousness depends on it.

The light of the fire spread to Song Liyou and Gong Fuxin, and a young girl came out of the phoenix divine fire that melted into the sky. She clearly looks pink and jade, but her demeanor is graceful and dignified, and she really has the style of the emperor of a hundred birds and the auspiciousness of heaven and earth. There was a boy about her age holding hands with her. The boy also had a delicate appearance, and his demeanor gave off a natural sense of nobility.

Song Liyou knew when he saw the boy's appearance. The boy was so similar to the Gaya Tianshou he saw a few days ago, and he must be his descendant.

"Fuxing is not good at doing things, please ask Huohuang to punish her!" Seeing her walking out of the fire, Gong Fuxin immediately pressed the sword with both hands and saluted, with a respectful and solemn expression.

Huohuang glanced at her lightly and frowned, "Why did you make trouble?"

Gong Fuxin bowed and apologized again: "Fuxin is reckless, it is dereliction of duty to alarm Huohuang."

Song Liyou hadn't interrupted until now, and the two of them thought he didn't exist. Even Huohuang has entered the WTO, and Sleeping Phoenix Gallery will not be reconciled if it doesn't cut out a piece of meat from Shenyinmen this time. Basically, Huohuang's entry into the WTO is a word for "death". Auspicious heaven and earth never travel in troubled times. Mianfeng Gallery sent her here to sacrifice her life for Mo Ling. After all, if the "resetting the sacred track" against Shenyinmen and Lvtiantan fails, Moling and Mianfenglang will basically have to be removed from the seven holy places.

Huohuang closed his eyes and said calmly: "First, let the regent Huangfu stay with the immortals to take care of the government and stabilize the people's hearts. Choose a day to sacrifice to the sky in the Five Mountains, and only say that Gaya died suddenly, and his son Gaya returned to the throne. Will transform the vision of heaven and earth, and tell the destiny as auspicious. Young city master, you can go back."

The boy who was being held by her immediately stood up when she heard her talk about it. He stood in front of the three great masters of the Taoist world without any fear and calm. This heroic and fearless appearance was completely different from that of his father.

Song Liyou felt that Huohuang didn't look like the outside world was rumored to be in a vacuum. She spoke in a clear and coherent manner, and her aura was almost the same as that of the Jinghua Immortal Venerable who was strategizing. Huohuang knocked down Huangfu Liuxian, who had already entered the imperial capital, to the position of regent in three or two sentences, and instantly positioned Gaya Guizhen as the heir to the orthodox throne, and most of the people in Beichuan recognized this orthodoxy. Coupled with the reverence for the auspiciousness of the heavens and the earth, if Huohuang was to build momentum for Gaya to return to the virginity during the sacrifice to the sky, not to mention the common people, even the rebellious princes should believe it.

Song Liyou's expression changed several times, but he finally bowed his hands with a smile and said, "Then I will leave."

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