Chapter 679
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Hsu Fengnian walked towards the entrance of the valley. Behind him, a red cloud floated. He turned around and saw the otherworldly item dragging a small and withered corpse. The otherworldly item landed behind Hsu Fengnian. It was happy but not happy. It looked even more solemn. Hsu Fengnian patted its head and pointed at the cliff. The otherworldly item tilted its head and flew towards the cliff of Iron Gate Pass. It stepped on a big hole and placed Yang Taisui's corpse into it. A master of Taoism was buried on a wild cliff.
Hsu Fengnian waved his hand and signaled Huang Man'er and Blue Bird to stop. The otherworldly item circled around the mountain peak and landed on the narrow road behind the entrance of the valley, blocking the escape route of the Tantric Dharma King.
Hsu Fengnian looked at the Buddhist mirror in the woman's hand. It was like a small world. He smiled and said, "I don't know when Chen Zhibao will come. Are you waiting for him too? If my Crow's Beak is right, we don't need to talk nonsense. "
The Bodhisattva frowned her charming eyebrows. They looked at each other and their eyebrows gradually relaxed.
Hsu Fengnian felt relieved. He said suspiciously, "Don't destroy the Talisman Armor. I have a use for it."
Above her palm, the sand gathered to form a star. Nine sand balls had been revolving mysteriously like the stars in the sky. At this moment, the star collapsed and countless yellow sand drifted away between her fingers.
The Bodhisattva didn't say a word. She just walked towards Zhao Kai who was much luckier than Hsu Fengnian. As she walked, the Bodhisattva lowered her eyebrows and pondered. Even with her innate skill in Taoism, she couldn't figure out why Zhao Kai was defeated. In the eyes of the common people, the saying of climbing up the social ladder was a common view of seeking benefits. However, when one reached her level, it was infinitely more magnificent. Just like Hong Xi's Xiang Sword cutting fate, even if a normal martial artist had reached the Finger Xuan State, he would not be able to see any clues. However, the people of the three sects, especially the Qi cultivators who were proficient in Qi Observation, could see the pillars of Qi collapsing one by one. Similarly, the people of the three sects attached themselves to the imperial court and each had their own motives. Take Mount Longhu's Great Heavenly Master Zhao Danping for example. She had stayed by the Emperor's side all these years and bore the infamy of Prime Minister Qingci. In fact, she had benefited greatly. Since there were experts in Daoism who could return to simplicity, there was only one of them. There were also people who found loopholes and filled in the gaps, using countless ones to form a square and circle. Even she couldn't explain the mysteries behind this. Since she was able to discuss Buddhism and longevity with the white-robed monk Li Dangxin on the Devil Slaying Platform of Mount Longhu, she naturally had her own unique views.
Hsu Fengnian used an external force to steal the Heavenly Secret and killed Yang Taisui at the cost of his lifetime martial arts.
In her opinion, it was reasonable but not reasonable.
Not everyone had the qualifications to participate in this assassination. A chessboard, in the end, only had those positions. It was impossible for the two sides to slowly arrange 361 chess pieces. Beiliang and Liyang were playing in the Western Regions. The butcher Xu Xiao wouldn't personally enter the Iron Gate Pass area, and the Emperor of the Zhao family was the same. Originally, on the chessboard, Hsu Fengnian and Zhao Kai both had a 50% chance of winning. However, some people didn't intend to watch the game silently. In the eyes of the Red Sect's Dharma King, these people happened to be people who had the potential to become immortals on Earth in the future. They completely disrupted the game. One of them blocked Han Diaosi. Two of them stopped a hundred miles north of the Iron Gate Pass.
She didn't plan to die in this game of chess. Since Xu Fengnian gave her a way out and allowed her to choose herself out of this game of death, even if she really wanted to kill the young man in one fell swoop, she had to suppress that thought and go with the flow.
The white-clothed Bodhisattva walked in front of Zhao Kai and the Golden Armor Talisman General.
Zhao Kai wasn't too flustered and exasperated. He just lowered his head and muttered to himself, "How could this be? Second Master is dead, but I still have Great Master. I shouldn't die here. I should be the Emperor! "
The ambitious prince's face was covered in tears, and he was sobbing.
He raised his head and asked in a choked voice, "It shouldn't be like this, right?"
The white-clothed Bodhisattva was silent.
Zhao Kai smiled sadly and wiped his tears. He gently waved his hand and asked the Golden Armor Talisman General to walk to the side of the carriage. He took the giant sword from the Talisman General's hand and slit his neck.
Before he died, he looked at the capital in a daze.
His last words were only one word.
"Father."
As soon as Zhao Kai died, the Golden Armor Talisman General, which was connected to its master's Qi, lost all its vitality.
Hsu Fengnian had the White Horse Righteous Cong take the corpses and weapons of his fallen comrades and leave Iron Gate Pass. The Golden Armor Talisman General was dragged by Huang Man'er with one hand.
The next step was to head north. Han Diaosi couldn't decide the direction of the situation. Even if he killed his way through the encirclement of Wang Zhi's three thousand cavalry and arrived in front of Hsu Fengnian, it would be futile. Just as Hsu Fengnian had said to the female Bodhisattva, this assassination attempt would be framed on the entrenched power of the Western Regions. Once the news spread to the capital and the court, no one would believe it except for the common people. But what could he do? Hsu Fengnian wasn't afraid of the Emperor's wrath. What he was afraid of was that this assassination attempt was still within the man's expectations. If Zhao Kai was just a pawn that could be reluctantly abandoned, who would be the enemy that Hsu Fengnian would have to face? Was it a prince who had been hiding his strength all this while?
To the east of Iron Gate Pass, Han Diaosi was running alone in the desert.
He was blocked by a white fox wearing an embroidered winter ornament.
To the north.
The Confucian Sage Cao Changqing and the plum wine Chen Zhibao were still confronting each other.
Hsu Fengnian suddenly looked back at Iron Gate Pass. Near the carriage, the uneasy female Bodhisattva had a head full of black hair.
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