I am the Creator of Mythology

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The cleverness of Mausoleum King Li Cha, although the word "Bodhi" means "speak when you want to say", in fact it is still somewhat unpleasant.

After wiping the sweat on his forehead, Lingling was obviously very hesitant, but he still gritted his teeth after thinking of the purpose of this trip back to Beijing.

"Actually, the disciples shouldn't have any concealment from the master, but it's just that this matter sees the father emperor, so the disciples will have some considerations." Lingcha finally said.

"Oh, that's all, just stop." Yan Ning smiled and waved towards the King of the Tomb, revealing that I was not interested in knowing the specific details.

"Master... Well, the truth is very simple. Yan Xiaotian can not follow the orders of his disciples, but he will certainly obey the father's imperial edict!" Ling Cha, the king of Ling, immediately said urgently.

"Oh, understand, since it is your national affairs, I will naturally not intervene too much. You should prepare for it. I agree to go into Beijing with you." Yanning stood up from the stone.

"Thank you, Master, the disciple will prepare!" Lingcha Licha smiled, and finally convinced "Bodhi" to follow him into Beijing. This is definitely a great achievement.

Once the cut-off education is established as the state religion, with the support of the Bodhi, who will be the heir of the future is actually foreseeable, and there is no accident at all.

Mausoleum Richard turned and left.

Qiu Xian'er looked at Yan Ning: "Looking at Ling Ling's expression doesn't seem to be a lie. According to this statement, it is likely that the real leader of Zhenbeihou is the big prince?"

"Before I came to Fangcunshan, I learned in the mouth of a father-in-law that the murderer of this matter was the unbreakable East of the Temple of War." Yan Ning's eyes narrowed slightly.

"The East is not broken? However, isn't the Temple of War the same as our Lady's Palace, don't you ask Chaozheng?" Qiu Xian'er blinked in confusion.

"So, if you want to know the truth, you can only go to Kyoto." Yanning's eyes looked toward Kyoto.

"How do you want to check?"

"Check? It's too much trouble..."

"No check? How do you avenge Zhenbeihou?"

"Simple, just kill everyone who has something to do with this matter. Anyway, as long as people who have something to do with this matter will not let me go." A light flashed in Yan Ning's eyes.

"..." Qiu Xian'er.

"Amazed?"

"No, I just didn't expect that under Brother's weak appearance, there was such a domineering heart. No wonder Brother could have such a profound cultivation." Qiu Xian'er really sighed.

After all, Yan Ning's words did not matter.

Now that Yanning is in contact with Lingling and others in the identity of the Bodhi, he will be respected, but this identity is not permanent and will be exposed sooner or later.

When it comes to exposure, it is because water and fire are incompatible, then, of course, start with the strength first.

"Sophisticated cultivation practice?" Yan Ning smiled, then looked at Qiu Xian'er's body, and then raised a smile at the corner of his mouth: "Sister, let's practice?"

"Good!" Qiu Xian'er had long waited for Yan Ning to say this.

"Tomorrow I will have to go to Beijing, how does Shimei plan?"

"Of course I went to Beijing with you."

"Sister Sister, don't you need to go back to the Notre Dame?"

"No, anyway, I am also practicing in the Virgin's Palace, and Yunxiao is dealing with things in the palace. I will let Bixiao and Qiongxiao go back, there should be no problem." Qiu Xian'er said with a smile.

"It's so good." Yan Ning also nodded with a smile.

"Brother Brother, on this trip to Kyoto, how will Fang Cunshan plan to arrange?" Qiu Xian'er asked again.

"Let the baby chicken king take care of it." Yan Ning's eyes turned to the cave house not far in front of him. Since the baby chicken king was about to become an immortal, the Fangcun Mountain could be handed over to her, but it could be contained.

"Well, so good." Qiu Xian'er learned Yanning's tone and nodded with a smile.

"Xian'er is broken."

"Who is close to Zhu, who is close to Mexico is black."

"Sister sister is not dark now." Yan Ning gave Qiu Xian'er a serious look.

"Oh, sooner or later, my brother will be blackened?"

"Cough..."

"Is not it?"

"Well, you said yes, just be happy."

"Brother is willing to practice with me, I am very happy, yes, did Brother secretly use Tengyun technique to see Qianshan Xue last night?"

"..."

...

Great dry country, Kyoto.

Over the imperial city.

A cloud of white cloud drifted from the sky, and a melodious flute sound came from the cloud. With the sound of the flute, the sky seemed to rise in the sky, and the sky was colored.

Such movements naturally attracted the attention of the forbidden army in the imperial city.

"Is Teng Yunshu?"

"An immortal is coming... Quickly report to the monarch!"

"..."

The imprisoned army informed.

An eunuch's father-in-law entered the'Health Palace'.

Shortly afterwards, another team of forbidden troops quickly left the Imperial City and walked all the way to the gate of the Temple of War. Then, a black-robed middle-aged man walked out of the Temple of War.

The forbidden army guarded the middle-aged man in black robe all the way back to the imperial city, and then returned to the health palace.

"Click!"

Finally, the door of the health hall opened.

Inside came an old man in a royal robe, his eyebrows were white, his face was skinny, and his skin was slightly wrinkled when he was about 60 or 70 years old.

It is the lord Li Wuwei.

Li Wuwei walked out of the health hall, and immediately looked at the man in black robe standing in front of the imprisonment. Then, he nodded slightly at the man in black robe.

"The East is not broken, I have seen the monarch." The man in black robe gave Li Wuwei a salute.

"I disturbed the retreat." Li Wuwei smiled.

"Monarch is polite." The man in black robe took two steps and came to Li Wuwei's side. Then, his eyes finally looked at the cloud in the sky.

Li Wuwei naturally raised his head at this time.

When a fairy visits, he certainly wants to meet, but this kind of greeting must be built on the premise that there are also fairies around him. After all, he is a monarch.

"Yo!"

The flute in the cloud still continues.

The coming person didn't seem to have any eagerness, and still didn't show his true body.

A light gleamed in Li Wuwei's eyes, and then he took a step forward: "Li Wuwei, the great prince, said hello to Xianchang. I wonder where Xianchang came from?"

"Gay!"

The flute in the clouds finally stopped.

Then, in the cloud, a middle-aged man walked out, wearing a white robe, wearing a tall purple gold crown on his head, and hanging three crystal clear jade pendants around his waist.

Without too much extra action, the middle-aged man put the green flute in his hand into his sleeve, and then took out a purple jade token from the sleeve.

A picture of mountains and rivers is drawn on the Ziyu token.

There are only two words on the picture...

"Wan Xian!"

"Mixian League's Purple Jade Order?!" The unbreakable face of the East changed suddenly, and immediately bowed to the middle-aged man with a heavy ceremony, and at the same time, the man had already kneeled down.

"The Oriental Palace Master please." Middle-aged man's finger flicked.

"Uh!"

A ray of light came out.

In front of the unbreakable East, it was a white jade vial.

"I heard that you have already sensed the Second World Tribulation. There is a "Hua Jie Dan" here, and I will give it to you." The middle-aged man nodded toward the East without breaking.

"Thank you, Immortal!" Dongfang did not break and immediately picked up the white jade vial in front of her, with a look of joy.

The monarch Li Wuwei immediately saw this scene and gave another gift to the middle-aged man. This ceremony was obviously more respectful than before, and his body was slightly lower.

Libi.

Li Wuwei looked back at the middle-aged man.

"The immortal envoys came to my country from afar, and Li Wuwei served as the landlord's friend. Please envoy the emperor..."

"No need." The middle-aged man shook his head, and then put the purple jade immortal in his hand back into his arms: "I am here only to tell you a message."

"Xian Envoy, please ask." Li Wuwei was a little surprised, but said seriously.

"I heard that a traveling fairy came to you in Dagan Kingdom recently, claiming to be the Immortal Son, can this happen?" the middle-aged man asked.

"Well, there is indeed this matter. This fairy is named Bodhizi. I heard about the magical method of the Heavenly Thunder Refiner. I have asked the three sons to lead him into Beijing without any offense. I don’t know if the immortal enquired about this matter. Is there anything wrong with my behavior?" Li Wuwei nodded, puzzled.

"He claimed to cut off teaching?" The middle-aged man did not immediately answer Li Wuwei's words, but asked again.

"Yes." Li Wuwei nodded.

"If I tell you, there is no cut-off in the Wanxian League?"

"Wh... what?"

"The monarch should know who this world is. On my way here, I also heard that your Sanziling King wants to replace the temple of war with the interception of religion, and establish this religion as the state religion..."

"There is no such thing, this is a rumor, please don't believe it!" Li Wuwei said immediately.

"Well, no matter whether this matter is true or not, my Wanxian League has only one requirement, that is, "stability". There is a temple of war in Dagan, a state division in Beiliang, and a palace of the Virgin in Nanqing. Is it stable, does the prince understand what I mean?" A light flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes.

"Understood, please rest assured, I will surely find out the true origin of this bodhi..."

"No, since the other party dared to call himself "Xianmen Shengzi", he regarded me Wanxianmeng as nothing, and without the "Xianjie" granted by my Wanxianmeng, who dare to call Xianmen in this world? I'll check it out personally, and please come back, monarch." After the middle-aged man finished, he was ready to return to the clouds.

"Xian Shi wait a moment!" Li Wuwei said immediately.

"Monarch, what else?" The middle-aged man turned back.

"A few days ago, a sword immortal named "Yan Ning" emerged from my five prefectures in Beichuan. I wonder if he is a disciple in a certain immortal gate of Wanxian League?" Li Wuwei asked carefully.

"A sword fairy? The name is Yanning? In Wanxian League... It seems that I have never heard of a sword fairy with this name?" The middle-aged man frowned.

"Oh, that's fine. I originally wanted to suppress the Yanning by the hand of teaching the bodhi. After all, this sword immortal is the most aggressive of the immortals...If he wants to be king, I Even if you don’t want to, you can’t take him out. This big state religion... I’m afraid I can’t help but decide?”

"Okay, I already understand what you mean. After I have solved this matter of Bodhi, I will take care of this sword immortal. However, there is one thing I still ask the monarch to understand. I will not intervene in your immortal alliance. National affairs, if this Yan Ning could be separated, I wouldn't have paid attention to it." The middle-aged man waved his hand, impatiently.

"I understand, I would like to thank the Ambassador!" Li Wuwei gave the ceremony again.

"Well." The middle-aged man didn't say any more. When he turned around, he walked directly back to the clouds and at the same time, the melodious flute sounded again.

"Swoosh!"

The cloud turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the sky.

Li Wuwei looked quietly at the disappearing cloud and mist: "It really deserves to be an immortal. Seeing the speed of this clouding technique, I am afraid that he was the fairy of the Second World Tribulation? Don't know this Bodhi who pretends to be the Holy Son of Immortal Gate, Can it handle it?"

After talking, Li Wuwei turned his head to look at the East without breaking, and there was a smile on his face instantly: "Please rest assured, there will always be only one Dachen State Religion, that is the Temple of War!"

"For this matter, Chen has always been at ease!" Dongfang did not break his head.

"I haven't gathered with the Hall Lord for a long time. How about drinking a few glasses with me if I stay here today?" Li Wuwei's smile grew brighter.

"Since Your Majesty has this Yaxing, the minister should be with you." The unbroken head of the East lifted up, revealing a shallow stamp on the forehead, with a slight bulge in it.

"Hahaha, let's go! Today I want to be drunk and not return with the Hallmaster!" Li Wuwei grabbed the unbroken hand of the East and strode toward the position of the Royal Garden.

And the unbroken eyes of the East are if there is nothing to look into the health palace, a gentle woman with half of her figure faintly revealing a strange divine light in her expression.

Li Wuwei's eyes narrowed at this moment, but soon he smiled again, as if thinking of something: "Yes, the two of them are afraid that drinking is a bit boring, why not let Princess Gui Yang accompany you?"

"This... The minister is a foreign minister, and Concubine Yang is your majesty's love concubine. Let the concubine accompany the drink, for fear of some inconvenience?" Dongfang's unbroken head lowered again.

"What's the inconvenience? I have never regarded the owner of the palace as an outsider! Hahaha... Come here, please invite the concubine to the imperial garden and accompany me and the owner of the palace to have a few drinks."

"Yes!"

"..."

...

Overnight~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The next day, the demon of Fang Cunshan sent a carriage away from Samsung Cave.

The carriage was driven by a monkey wearing golden armor with three flags behind it. As for this dress, Yan Ning chose it.

Monkeys like it very much.

"Drive, run for Lao Tzu!" The monkey waved a small leather whip, whip it on the horse's butt, and pumped the horse into a long hiss.

Yanning, who was sitting in the carriage, was suddenly lifted. When he was crooked, he fell between the legs of Qiu Xian'er sitting next to him.

"Brother what to do?" Qiu Xian'er blinked and looked at Yanning.

"I don't know why, I sensed that there was a violent hood, and I might be in danger along the way!" Yan Ning looked up, looked at Qiu Xian'er's exquisite figure, and said seriously.

(This chapter has 4,000 words and owes 2,000 words. I will sort out the outline tonight and make up the words tomorrow!)