Chapter 1484: Master the Strategy and Plan Everything!

One day.

Huashan Yangfu.

Qin Yao was practicing in the retreat room as usual, and Tibetan and Maitreya argued new differences. Yang Yan sat under a parasol and watched the mixed dangers who had just found from Kunlun a few days ago. The sun is drowsy.

Just in this quiet, a red warfare was stepped on the wind wheels under the feet of a red war armor, scratching the clear sky like a meteor, and it fell in front of Yang Yan, which made him soberly.

"Nezha."

"Sister Three."

The two sides greeted each other, and Yang Yan immediately stood up from the chair, saying: "Is there a new change in the battlefield again?"

Nezha nodded and responded: "I brought a good news and a bad news, what about my brother?"

"I'm here."

Qin Yao flew out of the retreat room, shrinking the ground, and came to the two of them in a blink of an eye: "Brother, what bad news?"

Seeing him out, the two little monks who were on the way closed their mouths, and the practitioners who practiced their skills also put away their big bones and looked at Nezha together with him.

There is only Qin Yao in the vision of Nezha, and said solemnly: "The bad news comes from good news. Let me talk about good news first.

The good news is that after the death of the ten -day king, Wen Tai invited strong aid again. This time, the aid was Zhao Gongming, an interception master of Luofu Cave, Emeishan, which was the one you said to me before.

The bad news is that for some reason, the associate teacher of the door came down the mountain, entered the weekly camp, and proposed that we had a way to solve Zhao Gongming. "

Qin Yao pursed his lips and thought secretly.

He didn't know where the lamp was down the mountain, but he knew it.

There are about two reasons. One is that the infinite road to explain the teaching of the Buddhist gate is the beginning.

The second is the old landing of the lamp. It is Zhao Gongming's life robber. The twenty -four days of the foundation of Lao Deng should be above Zhao Gongming's twenty -four Dinghaizhu.

In these two reasons, no matter which one is heavy, and it is something that must be argued and having to fight.

If you go to the battlefield now, it will affect this old -fashioned, so you can not go, or not.

What's more, for his understanding of Lao Yin, he appeared on the battlefield at this time, and he must be counted by this.

It may be that he will get out of the moth, and he is not interested in using his energy to fight with an old coffin board.

However, there are so many reasons for not going, but let him abandon Zhao Gongming, he is still a little uncomfortable.

After all, this buddy is a fierce man, just like the liberal arts champion in the college entrance examination. How can this "enrollment director" be willing to give up?

Thinking about going, Qin Yao raised his hand to summon the ghost list, and condensed and said, "What is Shiji?"

"Shi Ji is here."

With the sound of a response sounded in the list, a golden light suddenly flew out of the bamboo roll, showing the figure of Shiji beside Nezha.

Qin Yao looked at Nezha and looked at Shiji again, only feeling my fate.

In many myths, these two are the biggest opponents in each other. The most classic of which is probably the cartoon "The Legend of Nezha".

But in this time and space, because of themselves, the two are going to work together.

"Shi Ji Niang, how do you have a relationship with Zhao Gongming?" Before, Qin Yao asked with a smile.

Shi Ji groaned: "The relationship is average, and there is little connection, but because of the reason for women, I have a good relationship with Sanxiao, and the relationship between Sanxiao and Zhao Gongming is excellent."

Qin Yao slightly spoiled: "This relationship is enough ... the bored mother will go to the battlefield with my brother's brother, secretly persuaded Zhao Gongming to return to the mountain quickly, so as not to respond to the immortal killing.

You can even tell him that you feel or have a dream, or have a dream. When you see him being killed by people, you must emphasize the dark harm. Otherwise, in terms of his spleen, he may have the opposite effect. "

Shi Ji was hesitant and said slowly: "God makes this Zhao Gongming is said to be an extremely stubborn person. I am afraid I can't persuade him."

Qin Yao said frankly: "I know you can't persuade him, and the main reason for you to go is not to persuade him, but to pave the way for the ghost ... Do you understand what I mean?"

Shi Ji suddenly realized that he had a complicated mood.

She didn't really want to get this task, but she really wanted to make merit, which was difficult to do.

"I have a question to ask ..."

"You want to ask, why can I break his life and death?" Qin Yao interrupted.

Shi Ji nodded: "It's not that I want to question you, but that I know how Zhao Gongming's strength is clear.

It's not good to say, even though you are the deputy chiefs of the lanterns that you teach, and several Kunlun Jinxian do not necessarily be able to fight him. "

Qin Yao said: "You know Zhao Gongming, but you don't know enough about killing. If you are really curious about this problem, you can see how Zhao Gongming died on the spot after passing Zhao Gongming."

"Okay! Then I'm fine." Shi Ji exhaled gently and said with a low voice.

"Nezha, you take her to the battlefield. If there is any new news, you are not convenient to leave the battlefield and let her pass it back." Qin Yao instructed.

Nezha smiled and looked at Shi Ji: "Mother, please come with me ..."

Shi Ji didn't say anything, but nodded silently, and immediately followed Nezha's body.

After sending the two of them to leave, the two boy in the courtyard looked at each other, and a sound emerged in the bottom of his heart: planning, decided to win thousands of miles away ...

Seal the battlefield.

Zhou Jun Camp.

An old man with a strange look, but an inexplicable old man with an inexplicable incense broke into the camp, saying at the watched eyes:

"The power of the golden cut is really amazing. Whether I took out any instrument, I was cut off. It was my sika deer, and it was cut off."

Listening to him, the people were scared and spoken, and they were speechless for a while.

After a long time, Wuji slowly looked up and looked around, and said softly, "I wonder if Brother Yang Yan can deal with this Zhao Gongming?"

The old man frowned slightly, and he didn't like it.

What's the meaning?

I have never played Zhao Gongming, and a three generations of disciples can be played by a three -generation disciple of Yang Yan?

Jiang Ziya turned to look at Wuji and drank: "Don't talk randomly."

He knew what this man was holding his mind, but he was the same disciple, how could he use this kind of murder to deal with his nephew?

"Marshal, there is a person outside the account." Suddenly, a drink came from outside the tent.

Jiang Ziya moved in his heart, and said, "On the occasion of this crisis, there should be a high person who came to the time ..."

After that, he shouted at the outside of his account: "Please ask the Taoist to enter the account."

In a blink of an eye, the Taoist went into the account and looked at the crowd with a smile: "Brother Tao, please."

Looking at the lights carefully, I didn't know the true body of this person, so I asked, "Dare to ask Brother He's name He, and which Xianshan practice?"

The Taoist smiled and answered: "Poor Tao is a nest Kunlun idler, with his surname Lu, named, just to solve Zhao Gongming ..."

After half an hour.

In the business army camp.

Zhao Gongming was drinking with Wen Zhong. Suddenly he heard that someone challenged outside the gate, and laughed: "Too master and wait, come and come."

Wen Zhong quickly took up the wine glass and said: "Brother Dao drank this glass of wine before going ..."

Zhao Gongming waved his hand: "No, it is expected that the enemy can't support three rounds. When a certain return, the wine should be warm."

Wen Zhongdao: "This is the case, I will sit here and wait for my brother to return."

Zhao Gongming laughed and stepped out.

It didn't take long for him to return, and Wen Zhong rejoiced: "Brother Taoist brothers return?"

But unlike the previous account, Zhao Gongming was puzzled at the moment, and said with a beard, "I don't know if I don't know if it's better. The man glanced at me from a distance. Shen Hong escaped, it was inexplicable. ""

Wen Zhong was shocked by himself, and said, "Brother Tao, I'm afraid a little weird ..."

Zhao Gongming laughed and said: "Just looking at me from a distance, I really can't think of any weirdness. If this can hurt me, I die without complaints!"

Wen Zhong: "..."

He was inexplicably disturbed, but he didn't know where he was.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

Killing from the air?

Is it a big Luo Jinxian like Zhao Gongming?

Can't you?

It's night.

Moon stars are sparse, evening breeze.

Zhao Gongming drank some wine and was reciting Huang Tingjing in the military account. Suddenly he felt a person outside the account and drank: "Who?"

"Brother Zhao, I, Shiji."

"Shiji?"

Zhao Gongming flashed a signs of anger and asked: "I don't know what to do late at night?"

During the speech, a golden light flashed in his eyes, but it opened his eyes, and secretly found that the other party's identity was false.

Shi Jidao: "I believe that my brother has already seen that I am now a ghost. In the future, I can only survive by Shinto."

Zhao Gongming groaned for a moment, stepped in front of the tent, reached out to open the door, looking at a black robe, covering most of his cheeks, and Shiji said with the whole body: "Let's talk about it in detail."

Shi Ji made a slight head, crossed the door, turned to look at Zhao Gongming: "Brother, I know you are a boldness, so I opened the door to see the mountain straight.

I came over this time to persuade you to return to the mountain. I wonder if you have heard of the two words of Master, recite Huang Ting close the hole, such as dyeing western soil. "

Zhao Gongming's eyes flashed, and he asked straightforwardly, "Shi Sister, who made you come?"

Shi Ji bit his lips and whispered: "The three generations of disciples of the door -Yang Yan!"

"Yang Yan?"

Zhao Gongming raised his eyebrows and said, "I heard him, the four brothers of the devil and even ten days of Jun died of his hands, and he was probably the strongest in the third generation of the door. However, why did the sister listen to? Order? "

Shi Ji was not good at saying that he had accumulated merit, and said it lightly, "I don't listen to Master's words, and there is no time to kill Huang Ting without closed doors.

After his death, Xiandao cut off and helplessly, he gave me a chance to enter Xiaodao, and then I had my trip today. "

Zhao Gongming said: "This is right. He is an explanation of immortality, and he will definitely consider the teachings. At present, there is no opponent in the Xiqi Army. He asked you to come over to persuade me to return to the mountain. "

Shi Ji shook his head and said, "This is by no means. Brother, he asserts that you will die!"

Zhao Gongming laughed: "I admit that he has some records, but what are the three generations of disciples in the district, what is the book who leads me life and death? Sister, this is just his conspiracy."

Shi Ji looked at Zhao Gongming's eyes suddenly, and said, "Brother, what if he was expected?"

Zhao Gongming felt amused: "Junior sister, are you trying to make a bet with me?"

Shi Ji nodded and deliberately provoked: "Senior brother, do you dare?"

"Why wouldn't I dare?" Zhao Gongming smiled and shook his head, then said: "What do you want to bet on, junior sister?"

Shi Ji said: "If your fate is predicted by him, please put me on the ghost list and accept the title of the underworld."

Zhao Gongming smiled and said: "But what if it is not predicted?"

Shi Ji gritted his teeth and said: "If so, junior sister will let you deal with me!"

Zhao Gongming was surprised: "You have such confidence in such a junior?"

Shi Ji took a deep breath and said: "I also think it's absurd, but I don't know why, I just think he can do it."

Zhao Gongming: "..."

At this moment, he was also a little flustered by what Shi Ji said, so after seeing him off, he didn't even sleep, and recited the Huangting Sutra all night to protect his soul.

For several days in a row, he did not feel any spiritual attack, and his heart, which had been held high, finally let go a little, thinking that this was also the calculation of that kid Yang Jian.

The purpose was to make him lose his courage and spirit, so that he would not be able to go out to fight.

But on the fifth day, he suddenly felt something was wrong. Since the early morning, he felt short of breath and his soul was like being fried in oil. It was obvious that he was cursed by evil magic.

Just as he was about to resist, his eyelids seemed to have a thousand pounds of weight, and they closed after a while, and he fell asleep completely.

Half an hour later.

Wen Zhong came to Zhao Gongming to discuss the battle. Seeing this situation, he immediately cast a spell to wake him up.

When Zhao Gongming woke up, he immediately counted with his fingers, and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. He stretched out his hand to grab Wen Zhong's sleeve and said: "There is an evil cultivator who wants to shoot me from a distance. The killing array is in Xiqi Mountain. Go quickly, go quickly..."

After that, he fainted again.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Gongming was awakened again. When he saw Wen Zhong, he immediately asked, "Did you break the killing array?"

Wen Zhong was ashamed and said, "No, the immortals of Chan Sect have done their best to defend Qishan, and we don't have the strength of Brother Gongming..."

Zhao Gongming's whole body froze, and he looked inward, with a bitter look on his face, "I regret not listening to Yang Jian... Yang Jian, Yang Jian..."

Wen Zhong was stunned.

How could Yang Jian be involved in this?

The problem is, Yang Jian is not in the Xiqi army?

Seeing Wen Zhong's puzzled expression, Zhao Gongming was silent for a long time, and suddenly said: "Taishi, can you do me a favor?"

Wen Zhong thought he was explaining his last wishes, and he was heartbroken and tears streamed down his face: "Brother, please tell me, let alone one thing, even if it's ten or a hundred things, I will do it."

Zhao Gongming took a deep breath and said with all his strength: "There are not ten or a hundred things, but only two things in total.

The first thing is, after I die, please send my soul to Yang Jian. My soul is damaged, and I'm afraid I can't go there by myself.

The second thing is to send the golden dragon shears I left behind back to the three gods, and tell them not to avenge me, and never come to avenge me!"

Wen Zhong: "..."

He has a lot of questions in his mind now, but it seems that these questions can only be answered after seeing Yang Jian!