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Chapter 718: The Crisis of the Palace of Destiny

Chapter 718: Crisis in the Palace of Destiny

"Prince? Is it the saint Wang Yangming?"

Qin Qiong was shocked and showed a look of surprise. When he destroyed the Baihong Empire, he heard Wang Yangming's name from Cheng Yaojin many times and praised him as a saint.

This made him curious, wanting to know how outstanding the second saint in China would be since Confucius.

"Well! The prince's ability is enough to be accustomed to the name of a saint."

Bai Qi nodded, and his eyes turned dark red because of too many killings, and a hint of admiration flashed through him.

He has achieved enlightenment through killing in this life and rarely admires anyone. Apart from Li Tang, it is Wang Yangming.

Preserve the laws of nature and eliminate human desires!

The laws of nature he advocates are the way of killing, killing breaks the eternal, killing breaks the time and space, killing breaks the eternal, killing breaks the eternal...

The kindness he exists is that human desires, does not want to kill, does not want to kill, does not want to kill, does not kill, put down the knife, and is kind toward kindness...&1t;i>&1t;/i>

These human desires are all obstacles to his pursuit of the laws of nature. Only by eliminating these human desires can he break through the Tao and reach the ideal state of unity of the Tao of heaven.

It is precisely this sentence, which is just six words, which gives Bai Qi a lifelong opening.

"saint……"

A complex look appeared in Qin Qiong's eyes. Since ancient times, scholars in China have sought to establish their hearts, the people have made their destiny, and they have sought to be remembered forever and passed down from generation to generation.

But there are too few that can be done.

If you can talk to the saint, it will be of great appeal to anyone.

"I don't know where the prince is, so I can go and visit me."

Qin Qiong asked again with his fists, and his eyes became hot.

"I don't know either. After the war is over, the prince will leave. If you want to know the prince's whereabouts, you can ask the prince, because he should know."&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Bai Qi shook his head and said with a little disappointment in his eyes. He originally wanted to have a long talk with Wang Yangming, but after the negotiations in the pavilion, he never saw Wang Yangming again.

"Then forget it! I'd better wait. Anyway, as the same dynasty officials, there are still many opportunities to meet in the future."

When Qin Qiong heard this, she smiled embarrassedly, and walked towards the palace with the reins.

An ugly smile appeared on Bai Qi's cold face, and he led the army and walked side by side with Qin Qiong.

…………

now!

The Tianming Palace, which covers an area of ​​dozens of miles, has no peace and tranquility of the past. Tens of thousands of disciples of Tianming Palace hold their weapons tightly and stand in front of a cliff with a serious expression and a vicious aura that permeates the heaven and earth.

Although the momentum is great, all the disciples of Tianming Palace are full of anxiety, fear and anxiety.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Opposite them, four figures were floating in the sky, carrying their hands on their backs, their faces were calm, and they could not speak, very calm, and even a trace of breath did not spread out.

But it is precisely because of this that the disciples of the Tianming Palace are scared.

Because there are only two types of people who can not sense the breath, one is an ordinary person, but the one who dares to come to Tianming Palace to find trouble is absolutely impossible, so there is only another type of person, master, peerless master!

Among these disciples, the highest cultivation level has already broken through to the semi-saint, but cannot sense the aura. What does this mean?

Martial Saint!

The cultivation of these four people is all powerful martial saints!

If they had been before, they would not have been afraid, because there were several martial saints in the Heavenly Destiny Palace. But now, the powerful martial saints in the Heavenly Destiny Palace will leave and never return after following the Heavenly Destiny Saints.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Then what should they do?

What can I do?

"The four saints don't know what they are going to come to Tianming Palace? As long as we can, we will never refuse."

A deacon with semi-saint cultivation said politely, his heart kept stirring up, afraid that he would bring disaster to the Heavenly Destiny Palace.

The next scene lets him know that even if he doesn't say the wrong thing, he will face a disaster.

"The saint of destiny has broken their trust. While pleasing the Tang Kingdom, they formed an alliance with the eight imperial kingdoms. A few months ago, they attacked the Tang army and were beheaded the Xuanbao Hou Kingdom."

Wang Yangming's tone was plain, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Die! Is the Palace Master really dead?"

"Some time ago, was the bloody rain caused by the fall of the palace master?"&1t;i>&1t;/i>

"Now that the enemy is coming, what should we do?"

“…………”

Even though I had guessed it in my heart, when I heard this news, tens of thousands of disciples of the Tianming Palace were still panicked, and then struggled in my eyes.

Logically speaking, the destiny of the Heavenly Destiny was killed. As disciples, they should avenge their masters and make the emperor correct. But when they thought of the four people in front of them, their unfathomable strength, they hesitated again...

Forget it, life is more important, let’s wait and see for now!

"Saint, although the palace master was distrustworthy first, he had been harmed by you. This time, the saint came to Tianming Palace. Do you want to kill him all?"

The deacon frowned, his mind was blank, and his words were not thought through his brain.

"It won't be enough to kill you all, but from today on, the Heavenly Destiny Palace has no meaning of existence and must disappear from this world."&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Wang Yangming shook his head and said.

When the words fell, the world changed.

The aura of a half-step martial arts rose into the sky, with rays of light and frequent visions, rockery, broad flood, purgatory, and ice...

"So terrifying, I deserve to be a strong man who defeated the master."

Tens of thousands of disciples in Tianming Palace felt the most powerful pressure, their bodies were shaking, and their backs were sweating profusely. It seemed that if the pressure was heavier, they could break the spine and never get up again.

"Deacon, what should I do now?"

A young disciple asked, his eyes full of anger. He grew up in the Heavenly Destiny Palace and left many precious memories in this land, stuck in the gaps of time, no matter how long he missed him.

If Wang Yangming wants to destroy the Heavenly Destiny Palace, it is equivalent to killing him.

He will never allow such a thing to happen.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

"Wait, wait until the uncle comes back, as long as he can save the Heavenly Destiny Palace."

The deacon shook his teeth and secretly transmitted a voice.

But the expression in his eyes was not firm. Ask yourself, can they insist on the arrival of the uncle?

Even if the uncle returns, can he defeat the four people in front of him?

All of this is an unknown number!

"Yes! When the uncle comes back, he is the number one master at Dongda University 6 and will definitely resolve this crisis."

After hearing this, the disciple said excitedly, and worship burst out in his eyes.

Since he had a memory, he had heard a rumor.

In the Heavenly Destiny Palace, the Heavenly Destiny Saint is not the strongest, the most powerful warrior, but a master who has been wandering outside for many years.

He has a name called Sloppy Old Taoist.

He has a reputation and is the only peerless master to enter the Supreme List of Dongda University 6.

There is a legend that if the martial arts master fail to take action, he will be the only one!

"Damn it, I'm still thinking about calling foreign aid. Prince, if you ask me to take action, I will destroy this broken palace with two axes."

What is the difference between sending a voice in front of the Martial Saint and shouting with a loudspeaker?

Look, Cheng Chubi, the irritable little devil, waved his axe and shouted angrily, his eyes wide as if he wanted to eat people.

"Ha ha……"

Seeing this, Wang Yangming and Zeng Guofan smiled slightly and did not speak, which made Cheng Chubi look confused.

I'm so fierce, is it funny?

"Sure enough, dogs can't change their shit. Even if they become saints, they still have not lost their faults."

Seeing this, Cheng Yaojin's eyes looked at it, and although he knew it, he cursed himself secretly.

However, when he looked at the disciples of Tianming Palace, he showed a pitiful look.

This is the drunkard's intention not to drink!
Chapter completed!
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