Chapter 174 Depressed Woman

The sky is dark and the moon is rising.

More than a dozen people gathered together, including Prince Xian, Prince Li, Prince Long, Zhao State Xinweijun Li Li, Yan State Piaochanghou Murong Jie, Yue State Fu State Marquis Zheng He, etc. Most of them did not show up, but their status was obviously no lower than that of Prince Xian, Xinweijun, Piaochanghou, etc.

"Report to all the lords, Huang Zhong, the Marquis of Dingguo, has left the capital for five hundred miles."

An old man appeared to report and then disappeared like a shadow.

"Last night, Mi Zhen removed all our eyes in Tianyun Palace. Those who did not support Mi Zhen were also driven out of Tianyun Palace," Prince Li Mi Li said to himself.

Everyone was silent, and everyone was very talented. With just one word, I understood what Mi Li said.

"At the speed of the Dingguo Hou team, it takes about three days to walk a distance of 3,000 miles to meet our predetermined standards," said slowly.

Murong Jie's eyelids twitched, and he looked around the people present and said, "The latest news is that at dusk, all the envoys of Qi have climbed to the Tianyun Palace."

"It's better to start first, but what do you think about it when you start later?" Prince Mi De of the Xian took a deep breath, looked around everyone present like a sword, and said slowly.

"From ancient times, how many cases of coups have been launched? With our strength, what are we still concerned about? Even if the Marquis of Dingguo rushed back, the overall situation could not be changed. I really want to see if the Marquis of Dingguo, the Marquis of Dingguo, is as powerful as the legendary legend, and can block my three moves." A man who looked like a seven or eight-year-old child with a childish hair and a young voice said, with a plain tone, but showed extreme confidence.

"What the real person said is," the three princes and the princes all responded respectfully.

This person who is less than a slight height and has a childish face is the super sect of Zhao State and the Supreme Elder of the Three Qing Sect. Five hundred years ago, Ao Chang, the old Hunyuan Tong, who was invincible in all directions, waved his hand and was a saint of supernatural powers. He was only one step away from reaching the realm of Nirvana and becoming a second god. The three princes present, half of the monarchs of various countries, and even his great-grandchildren are not counted. Moreover, there are four people of the same generation as Ao Chang in Hunyuan Tong, which is the biggest trump card of Prince Xian’s camp.

"If you stop breaking, you will suffer from chaos." Murong Jie glanced at Prince Xian deeply and said to himself.

"Hu..." Prince Xian took a deep breath, stood up suddenly, shouted loudly: "Take it off"

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The solemn and quiet capital.

Suddenly, heavy and dense footsteps sounded, like heavy rain in the sky, rushing everywhere in the capital. Countless warriors, monks, and soldiers of various costumes flew across the capital...

The North Wei Guards and the South Wei Guards surged out like a tide and rushed straight to the East Wei Guards camp.

Countless troops were pouring out like a torrent of the Xiwei Guards, like dozens of rivers spreading towards the vast capital.

People kept popping up in the mansions in the capital, either running along the streets in all directions, or soaring into the air, rushing towards the middle of the capital, as if flowers were blooming everywhere and dark clouds swarmed.

In less than half an hour, the originally desolate and sparsely populated capital city was shaking everywhere and the crowds were surging.

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At the third update, it was late at night and people were quiet, everything was filled with sounds, and the heavy footsteps were densely packed with miles and outside, and the figures spread across the sky were like a scene in another space. It could not affect Xie Ying's mansion, the huge army, and the powerful formations, which separated the ten major areas of Divine Power from the capital.

Inside the Qin Proton Garden.

Mu Ji sat cross-legged like a statue. I don’t know how long I stayed in this state, but suddenly I opened my eyes and a "Mu Ji" who was exactly the same as Mu Ji, moved out of Mu Ji's body.

Leaving "Mu Ji" to sit cross-legged, Mu Ji frowned: "Why can't I feel his breath all the time? Didn't he go home in the afternoon? Forget it, I hope he can survive this disaster and have a day to meet, take care of him."

Slowly disappearing like a phantom, Mu Ji looked at the direction where Xie Ying's courtyard was in a complicated way: "Although I don't want to trap you in disloyalty, Bu'er has left, I don't need to stay anymore. I want to leave. If no one can sleep, blame God for making trouble."

"There are several huge formations in the mansion here, and they cannot break the formation and cannot escape at all. Once they break the formation or flee into the air, they will be discovered and become a living target and can only walk from the ground."

A faint and invisible phantom appeared in the Qin Proton courtyard. After a moment of pause, it floated to the east like blue smoke.

"Hu, Hu, Hu, Hu, Hu..."

Crossing three courtyards and looking to leave the mansion building complex, Mu Ji suddenly heard a large number of breathing sounds.

"There are so many secret whistles arranged on the east side? Although I can break through easily, I will inevitably startle the mansion." Mu Ji thought in her heart and turned to the south.

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"I was assigned to the Shenwei Metropolitan Mansion, but I don't know if it was a good thing, but I had to stand guard tightly in the middle of the night."

"Be content, at least you don't need to participate in the battle for the throne. With our strength, just the cannon fodder, it's better to stand guard than to die if you are tired."

Several soldiers ignored the crazy and irritable movements from miles away, and whispered in Ningjing Xie Mansion.

As soon as Mu Ji arrived south, he was about to leave the mansion building complex. On the wide open space outside the complex, there were densely filled with military soldiers. Conservatively, there were thousands of people, as if the flesh and blood walls were crossed in the open space. In view of his clothes, he was the Tianyun Palace Imperial Guard.

"But does a mansion require such martial law? It seems that this is the General Command of the Shenwei Guards." Mu Ji frowned and pondered in secret: "Leave from the west, so many imperial guards, forcing a breakthrough, it is easy to be discovered."

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When he arrived west, he was about to leave the building complex of the mansion, but Mu Ji saw thousands of Xie Ying's personal guards again, like flesh and blood walls lying across the open space, and mosquitoes were sad.

"The guards to the south, the guards to the west, and the guards to the east should be the guards. Now there are only three armies in the mansion, and now there are only the north to go. No matter what, even if the martial law is still in the north, you will have to leave from the north." Looking at the more than a thousand guards in front of you in anger, Mu Ji had a bad premonition, but time was urgent, and after pondering for a moment, he floated towards the north.

The pavilions are continuous and the buildings are undulating.

Mu Ji, who had turned into blue smoke, just walked to the central building complex of the mansion. Suddenly, he was shocked and incredibly looking at the figure who drank and poured himself in the courtyard, sitting alone in the pavilion. Who wasn't Xie Ying?

"Is it a coincidence? Or is it deliberately waiting here? Is the lack of the army like being alone to stop it?" Mu Ji thought to herself.

At this time, Xie Ying flipped his hands and took out a green jade flute, touching his lips and playing it lightly...

"The daughter in the boudoir cherishes the spring evening, and she is full of sorrow and has no place to stay;

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I don’t know what to do to embrace it, I’m bored when I wake up and get drunk.

In the deep autumn, the leaves fall, the sad winds are counting, and the dead trees are everywhere...

…”

It was late at night and everyone was silent, and everything was full of sounds. Although it was just the sound of a flute, no singing, nor was it the sound of nature, Mu Ji still heard the language and artistic conception to be expressed from the sound of a flute, and heard the extreme helplessness and sadness contained in it.

The sound of the flute falls.

"Why……"

A long sigh sounded in the quiet moonlit night, and the green smoke swayed, turning into a dignified and graceful Mu Ji. She stepped on the void and walked slowly towards the pavilion in the courtyard, and asked quietly:

"What kind of song is this? What's the name?"

Xie Ying put down the jade flute on her lips, responded with a melancholy and emotion: "This is not a song, it's not a song, it's just that I'm complicated, my thoughts are full of thoughts, and I'm going to be scattered and without any chapters."

"I once lost the aura of my son, but now my son suddenly appears. It should be that his strength has improved greatly. Why do you think that his son's strength seems to have dropped drastically? Is it really dazzled? It seems that he has been locked up for too long?" Mu Ji, who entered the pavilion, sat down on her own, raised a cup of wine and poured out her own wine. She looked at Xie Ying in a very lonely and confusing manner and said.

Xie Ying responded with a strange smile: "Madam is right, I am just trying to be so strong."

At this time, in Xie Ying's sea of ​​consciousness, endless starry sky was running, a petal in the middle was red, and the green lotus lotus platform with a green lotus color rotated independently; Xie Ying's Yin Shen sat cross-legged on the lotus platform; Yin Shen had a floating nebula above the head, and the aurora was scattered in the nebula, which was very dazzling.

Under the lotus platform, a purple fog ball nearly ten feet in size supported the lotus platform. In the fog ball, a terrifying demon god with eight feet, three heads and six arms, copper head and iron forehead appeared, just like in ancient books: In the prehistoric period, the great demon god Chiyou, who was respected as the master of soldiers and the god of war, was filled with a majestic atmosphere such as simplicity, violence, courage, fearlessness, and indomitableness.

However, Xie Ying sacrificed and devoured the "Neiyun Aurora Records". After falling into a coma, he woke up and accidentally discovered that the petals of the Qinglian Dharma Image turned into black representing the ghost realm. The Confucian red is like a black and red Yin-Yang fish. The lotus pod remains green. However, the Nebula Dharma Image, the Yin God still exists, and it seems that it supports the Qinglian Lotus Lotus Platform as the main one, as if the Qinglian Lotus Platform is the mother, the Nebula Dharma Image, and the Yin God is just a child. At the same time, the Qinglian space has expanded by about a hundred miles, which is obviously devouring the "Neiyun Aurora Records" after the book has increased a little.

Xie Ying couldn't understand why he relied on the "Five Aggregation Heart Sutra" to practice the two Confucian techniques, and also practiced the ghost skills. Why isn't he just one Dharma image like the Five Aggregation Heart Sutra said, changing with the heart, but exists at the same time without conflict.

However, such changes did bring great benefits and effects, because after enlightenment, Xie Ying discovered that the Nebula Dharma Image, Yin Shen, and Qinglian Lotus Platform are all independent existences, just like a mother-son relationship. Each Dharma Image is the power condensed by its own magic power. If it is aggregated, it is the sum of the power of all Dharma images. To put it bluntly, if Xie Ying gathers all Dharma images, the magic power will be two to three times that of the same realm and the same strength of the monks.

After this discovery, Xie Ying once again sacrificed the "Shadows of War Heaven" and swallowed it. Unexpectedly, the Shadows of War Heaven appeared again in the sea of ​​consciousness, and each Dharma image existed in a mysterious and strange direction, supporting it, surrounding the Qinglian Lotus Platform in the center.

Xie Ying now only showed the power of the Nebula Dharma phase, so Mu Ji only saw the power of the Nebula Dharma phase. Even with Mu Ji's ability, he could not find the mystery.
Chapter completed!