Yang Xuan smiled and asked, "if a good emperor doesn''t do it, you will be a Sirius. You will be the second in the list. Will you kill him?"
"I will!" he said to the East.
Yang Xuan shook his head and glanced at the palace: "there is another emperor in the palace."
"Xibei goods, from the ice palace."
"Why did the ice palace in Northern Xinjiang interfere in the affairs of Guzhen?"
"Just like you," he said to the East.
"Kai Tian Jing?" Yang Xuan''s eyes coagulated.
He nodded to the East, but his body suddenly shook.
"How are you?" Yang Xuan asked.
"Still hold on!" said Xiang Dong, "the people from the ice palace in Northern Xinjiang came here to open the Sutra, but I didn''t give it."
"So..." Yang Xuan didn''t go on.
"Well, so they killed me."
Yang Xuan curled his mouth and killed him?
The word is used.
"To be frank, where are the things? Why do you have Kaitian Sutra?" Yang Xuan asked.
"It''s from Zu." Xiang Donglai said, "I don''t know the specific origin, but I know it''s a very important thing."
"How do you know I''m looking for Kaitian Sutra?" Yang Xuan asked.
"Your men said that the holy mountain is also looking for Kaitian Sutra, but they were killed by the people of the ice palace in Northern Xinjiang."
Yang Xuan nodded a little. It''s not surprising. The people sent by the four guards never heard from him. He had long expected more or less bad luck.
Northern Xinjiang Ice Palace?
ha-ha!
Yang Xuan''s face was a little cold.
"As for the position of Kaitian Sutra," Xiangdong seemed a little proud: "you know."
"I know?" Yang Xuanqi asked strangely.
"I''ve given it to you." Xiangdong smiled like an old fox.
Looking at a proud face coming eastward, Yang Xuan suddenly had a flash of intelligence in his brain.
"The town?"
He nodded to the East: "let''s go and clean up the debris in the Imperial Palace first. By the way, you look like me. I''ll give you Guzhen country."
"You are so generous!" Yang Xuanchong gave him a thumbs up.
"I don''t have children. I''d better give it to you instead of being cheap to others." Xiangdong said indifferently: "after that, you''ll find a chance to pass the throne to yourself."
"Can I find someone else?" Yang Xuan asked.
"Feel free. Don''t bargain for the sundries in the ice palace."
Yang Xuan looked at the increasingly pale figure coming to the East, thought about it, drew a breath of death from the yellow spring and sent it to the past.
No effect.
"Don''t bother. In order to wait for you, I turn myself into a special state, not a complete soul. There is no cure." Xiangdong mixed his indifferent way.
Yang Xuan took back his dead breath and didn''t speak.
"Well, after the explanation, I should go too. The sundries in the ice palace are cold and easy to identify." the figure coming eastward is lighter and seems to dissipate at any time.
"I have two more questions." Yang Xuan thought and said.
"Ask quickly, there''s not enough time." the voice from the East began to blur.
"What is Kaitian Sutra? What''s the use?"
"I don''t know, next!" Xiang Dong answered very simply.
Yang Xuan smothered and gasped before he asked, "how old are you?"
The question came eastward without answer, and his figure had begun to dissipate.
Vaguely, a voice came over:
The horses on the ancient path of the setting sun are slow and come eastward. The high willows are in disorder and the cicadas are hissing. There is a storm outside Qianshan island. Why go west? On the autumn wind, a sword breaks the dawn
The sound gradually dissipated and finally could not be heard.
Yang Xuan didn''t move. He stood there for a long time.
I don''t know how long, he suddenly smiled. There was a trace of hidden sadness in his smile.
"I forgot to buy you a drink. Let''s sacrifice you with human life and blood. Slow down and wait."
……
In the imperial palace of Guzhen country, in the huge bedroom, the emperor did not sleep.
"Someone!"
"Your majesty!"
The eunuch on duty was so excited that he quickly knelt in front of him.
"Go and ask the national teacher to come."
"Yes, your majesty!" the eunuch retreated. Before long, he came back, followed by a white haired old man.
"You all go out!" the emperor said in a deep voice.
When all the eunuchs and maids in the hall retired, the emperor came and gave the old man a gift.
"Master!"
"Come to me late at night. What''s up?" the white haired old man asked.
"Master, I don''t know why. I always feel frightened tonight. It seems that there is a danger approaching." the emperor hesitated.
A trace of dignity appeared on the old man''s face: "tell me in detail, what''s going on?"
His apprentice, he knows best, is born with an unnatural spiritual sense and can anticipate danger in advance.
This kind of spiritual awareness has been fulfilled several times.
"It''s a feeling that something very dangerous is approaching." there is a trace of worry in the emperor''s voice: "this danger can endanger my life."
The white haired old man thought for a moment and asked, "did you use the sincere skill?"
The way of sincerity can be known in advance. The so-called technique of sincerity is a spiritual prediction technique in the ice palace, which can predict some things in advance to some extent. This kind of magic can only be practiced by people who are naturally strong in spirit. Therefore, those who are successful in practicing sincere magic can count one palm in the ice palace in Northern Xinjiang.
"Already used." the emperor nodded.
"What do you see?" the old man asked.
The emperor''s face became very strange. Even his face began to turn pale, but he hesitated and didn''t speak.
"What did you see?" the old man felt wrong.
The emperor hesitated again. Then he whispered, "I see blood and fire. There are a lot of blood. There are a lot of people in the pool of blood, among them..."
The emperor hesitated and looked at the old man without talking.
The old man was stunned and asked, "me?"
The emperor''s face turned whiter and nodded.
The old man took a deep breath. After a long time, he asked, "what else?"
"One person, can''t see clearly!" said the emperor.
The old man didn''t speak again. After a long silence, he suddenly said, "let''s go and find Lao Zu."
Just then, a voice came.
"The most sincere skill? The way of the most sincere can be known before? It turns out that there is such a strange skill in the world?"
"Who?" the old man was shocked and turned around suddenly. He saw a faint figure standing outside the hall.
The vigilance in the old man''s heart had been raised to the highest level, but he did not find that the face of his own emperor apprentice had become very white.
"Ice Palace miracles are really interesting." Yang Xuan stood with his hands down. There was no sadness or joy in his voice. He walked around in court.
"Who are you?" the old man asked fiercely, with ice crystals shining in his hands.
"The debtor, the debt I owe, has to come."
"What debt?" the old man''s whole hand was covered with ice crystals, and the in the hall was full of cold. At the same time, a trace of ice crystals separated from his fingers, strangely disappeared into the air and disappeared.
"Human life debt, your life!" Yang Xuan said faintly. At the same time, he looked at the place where the ice crystal disappeared, and the corners of his mouth seemed to outline a smile.
"Bold, do you know who I am?" the old man seemed to turn into a huge piece of ice. The temperature in the Hall fell again and the ground began to freeze.
Yang Xuan flicked his fingers and dropped the ice chips at the corner of his sleeve. Then he said faintly, "I know, one of the four God domains, the man of the ice palace in Northern Xinjiang."
"Since you know, are you not afraid of the anger of the ice palace?"
"Have you finished sending the help signal?" Yang Xuan looked at his fingers and said faintly: "go on the road after sending it. Someone is waiting for you."
"Die!" the old man shouted angrily and rushed directly with endless ice and snow.