Xu Xian Is Not A Sword Immortal

In a hall.

A young man in black sat cross legged with straight eyes and looked up at the sky. He looked very sad.

He glanced at the memorials on the desk and his jade seal.

"Alas!"

Bang Bang

The young man in black, holding the jade seal, made a fierce cover on many memorials, all of which were accurate.

no way out,

The memorial is too detailed.

This group of capable ministers not only pointed out various problems around Daliang, but also wrote three coping strategies, at the same time, they also wrote the advantages and disadvantages of the three strategies.

Almost.

My ministers are so capable

They've done everything. They're raising themselves as waste.

"But I'm not a waste. Can you let me use my brain?" The mood of the emperor in black is quite complex.

Once upon a time, when he was still fighting the world, life was so hard that there were few people available.

He hated it then.

Why can't there be a few capable people to help do practical things?

At that time, his best schemer was bald.

But with the establishment of the world

Everything began to change.

One Buddha and one Buddha took the initiative to take refuge.

final,

With Li Bai's courage to die

The imperial court broke off relations with those guys with karma.

The truncated immortals also came to earth for a period of time, when those heavenly gods settled in the imperial court one after another.

OK.

The highlight of this small life is boredom + loneliness.

No way.

These truncated immortals have been gods in heaven for so long. When they deal with all kinds of mortal Court Affairs, they are completely overqualified and proficient enough to be no longer proficient.

Even some of them who have nothing to do will write hundreds of solutions in their memorials, so they are looking forward to picking one out.

good heavens.

They stay in Chang'an City, which is obviously more boring than themselves.

Now,

In addition to reviewing memorials, the black emperor walked birds, dogs and cats in the palace

It's like a fool's style.

I can't help it. I was forced by those capable ministers

These capable ministers simply deceived people too much and didn't give him a chance to use their brains at all.

Especially after Li Bai's sword cut his luck, there were many disasters in Daliang, and there were not too many places where silver was needed.

The imperial treasury is running out of money.

With the trust of the Ministry of household, the letter of chancery can be in place.

good heavens,

Three days or two.

All kinds of spirit stones and silver coins appear out of thin air and keep drilling into them.

In addition, the Minister of household also likes playing cards.

Put all the money you win in.

Just half a year.

The Minister of household just won the title of God of gamblers, and the Treasury will be fucking full.

I beg you, don't win again. If you continue to win, I will be in Jianguo Library

However,

This is only the Ministry of household.

The reform of the other five departments is also not small, and the national strength is not booming. It is simply a thousand miles a day.

That's it?

He also had to deliberately suppress the luck of the Daliang Dynasty and expect some bad embryos to make things in the dark.

But what he never thought of was.

Originally, the imperial court, including his chess player, found problems in some places according to calculations and wire reports. He could make great plans and release the big moves that had been held for too long.

Unfortunately,

Those calculations taught in the West suddenly failed for some reason.

That feeling.

How to describe it?

It's equivalent to working for a long time and about to shoot out. As a result, sister paper suddenly answered the phone, turned around, picked up her skirt and ran away. He didn't give him a chance at all.

Two words.

Uncomfortable.

Three words,

Ash is often uncomfortable.

The emperor in black sat in a daze in the hall. He thought he was living like a puppet

He just wanted to ask, what's the use of what the emperor did?

Emperor?

No!

For a moment.

The emperor in black tilted his mouth and sneered.

Emperor, I quit.

This boring energy is worse than previous lives.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Hua is asking for an audience outside the hall."

"Xuan!"

Hua Yunfei,

His favorite counselor is today's chess saint.

Since he took the lead in reincarnation and rebirth in advance under the arrangement of Tongtian cult leader, Hua Yunfei has always been around him, busy for him, even after the truncated immortals have entered the dynasty.

Hua Yunfei is still his most important confidant.

Before long,

A middle-aged man dressed in white robes, elegant and handsome, slowly walked into the hall.

The emperor in black glanced at Hua Yunfei, who changed his hairstyle again. He wanted to laugh and couldn't laugh.

no kidding,

The chess saint is very handsome and has a good temperament.

But all the core members inside know that he is a little bald

This leads to Yunfei's bad luck on some emotional roads.

Plus he's too good at calculation.

As a result, even if some female practitioners were saved by him by coincidence, they had a good feeling for them.

But when he knew Hua Yunfei's identity, he also thought he had calculated this relationship, and then he broke up his friendship!

A capital miserable word is engraved on Hua Yunfei's forehead!

"My Lord, see your majesty." Hua Yunfei bent down to salute.

Shua——

The wig fell to the ground.

The shiny bald head is dazzling.

Hua Yunfei picked it up without a watch and put it on his head again. It was crooked

"Yunfei... Don't be polite." The emperor in black held back his smile, and his wig could fall to the ground. He must have come in a hurry. He smiled as politely as possible and asked, "Yunfei's face is dignified, but what's important?"

"Your Majesty, the demon emperor of the demon court in southern Xinjiang seems to have made up his mind. Even if there is a complete outbreak of civil strife, he still wants to integrate all the demon families."

"Oh..." the emperor nodded. He didn't say anything more.

Because he knew that Hua Yunfei had not only said this thing, but also had corresponding countermeasures.

The demon clan in southern Xinjiang has two major forces.

The demon court controlled by the demon emperor.

The ten thousand demon country controlled by the nine demon zuns.

Among them, the 10000 demon country can withstand the pressure of the demon court, naturally without the secret support of the Daliang Dynasty.

you 're right.

Liang is good at making things.

The demon court wants to integrate all the demon families, which is the last thing Liang wants to see.

Because the demon emperor is also a cruel man. When he integrates the demon family of 100000 mountains, he will inevitably march towards the Terran territory.

At that time, even if all the magic doors in southern Xinjiang are Terrans, even if there is a so-called demon lord, there will still be a small number of people, and there will certainly be no obstacles.

Even if the Jiuli nationality is strong, it will not be the vanguard of the Daliang Dynasty to prevent the demon nationality from continuing to the north.

If that's the time.

A bloody battle with countless casualties is bound to occur.

The key is

The isolation of the three worlds not only gives the Terrans the opportunity to have a human emperor.

Isn't the demon clan?

Or,

During this time.

All races with great aspirations want to re compete for the position of the protagonist of luck, so war is inevitable.

Of course, if some people want to fight, naturally some people will be afraid of death, or they don't have this mind at all.

The Terrans have such people.

There are also demon families, such as the nine demon zuns in the ten thousand demon country.

At the same time,

Hua Yunfei also presented a memorial.

The emperor looked carefully and nodded: "yes, although this plan is a little poisonous, cough, yes, yes!"

Say,

Seeing that Hua Yunfei seemed to have something to say, he asked again, "Aiqing, but what else?"

Hua Yunfei nodded difficultly and coughed softly, "Your Majesty, the descendants have appeared in Jixia school palace.

This person is Zhao Qingchan who defeated five saints in Jiangning County.

Now he claims to be a disciple of Renjiao and says he is a little master of xuandu. "

"People teach..." the emperor narrowed his eyes and said, "what did he do in Jixia school palace?"

"I haven't done anything for the time being, but it is said that when he said these words, it seems that Princess Ping'an had an argument with him.

Of course, this is not the point. The Royal Highness is not only looking for his trouble, but also seems to have a crush on him.

Oh, that's not the point.

The key is, if he really preaches, why did he come to Chang'an City?

I really can't figure it out. " Hua Yunfei spread his hands and looked bitter.

Pure passers-by, say something.

He simply did not understand the purpose of teaching his disciples to Chang'an city.

This makes people very passive.

But think about it and rule out all the impossibilities.

The biggest possibility is

Is this person here to get into trouble?

Because God knows what kind of grudges and grudges there are between human education and interception.

I can't. people just come to collect debts, right?

If you are really short of money.

For the sake of being a disciple, it's not impossible to give you tens of millions of spiritual stones and several acquired spiritual treasures.

Oh, preacher, little master xuandu.

The day after tomorrow Lingbao is definitely not qualified. Be cruel and give you a congenital Lingbao.

However,

People teach disciples, it must be not bad!

One or two congenital Lingbao used to look down on people. This is the face taught by people.

Inside information, inside information, inside information.

This word is very important. You must say it three times.

There are few missionaries, but the inside information is also strong. The worst people are not Lingbao and Lingshi.

Think.

Hua Yunfei directly took off his wig and kept scratching his bald head.

When the emperor saw his appearance, his heart twitched: don't scratch, don't scratch, I look distressed at the root of your hair that is just about to grow.

next.

Hua Yunfei talked about the many possibilities of "Renjiao disciples" coming to Chang'an.

The emperor in black nodded his head blandly and didn't say much.

final,

The former left the temple.

As for the girder Emperor

He slowly closed his eyes, analyzed all the memorials he saw and heard today, judged all the true and false, and carefully considered the possible consequences of some strategies.

I can only say,

It's tiring to be an emperor.

Fortunately, he has experience.

Fortunately, he is determined to win the throne of emperor!

Emperor

Emperor

This is something handed down by our ancestors.

Previous lives,

The position of the emperor was lost from him.

this life,

Even if he pays all the price for it, he will get it back again.

He didn't know how many difficulties were waiting for him.

He just wanted to say.

I'm ready.

You... Come here!

Don't you have the ability to disappear on the way!

As for missionaries.

Well, ignore it for the time being.

Since you can't guess what this person is going to do, it's the best way to respond to changes with constancy. Maybe you can find out his purpose in a short time.

………………

Xu Xian thought that wearing a vest, he could do whatever he wanted in Chang'an city.

In fact, it is.

But the problem is,

This vest is a little big. It's too serious.

According to some statements of Lao Zhen, as soon as his vest came out, all the forces in Chang'an City and other forces in the cultivation world focused on him.

One of the most common purposes

Just want to know if he can fight!

In this regard.

Xu Xian fell into some meditation.

What's going on?

Isn't it true that preachers are invincible?

How many times have you been beaten?

Why don't you count?

Why do you want to experience my skills?

This is not a beaver!

Can it be said that there are some things he doesn't understand about the invincible legend of human missionaries?

Think about it.

Xu Xian glanced at Zhen Youqian, who was very serious. He couldn't help but swallow his saliva and asked, "you just said that many people came to Chang'an City and seemed to want to challenge me

How many so far? "

"One says one, not much."

"Well, you don't say much. How much is he?"

"There are only a dozen or so. They are still the holy sons of the second and third forces. The three Buddhas and the three Buddhas have not sent seed players." Zhen Youqian said, "this situation is more beaver.

Because these holy sons of the second and third forces, even if they know they will be defeated by you.

But some people fail in three moves and some people fail in one move. The results are also different. "

"Slot..." Xu Xian's face was black, and he suddenly understood.

These people don't want to win themselves.

They simply regard themselves as a boss who brushes reputation.

"It's over, it's over." Xu Shusheng's face became more and more ugly.

Since he dares to pretend to be a disciple of Renjiao, he just wants to use the invincible reputation of Renjiao to prevent trouble.

But if he rejects some people's challenges, if he loses on some people's challenges, he will even fight for a little longer.

What's this called?

This is tantamount to belittling the invincible reputation of human missionaries.

He thought,

As a remnant of the apostasy, he is the son of the grandfather's favorite!

He even has a personal vest

Xu Xuanping generally, should and may help himself.

But if you lose!

Slot, dead.

Although he taught the vest to lose, the grandmaster wouldn't be unhappy.

But the man behind the scenes, he will be unhappy.

It's hard to walk. On his way home, in the grass on both sides of the road, 300 muscle Taoists suddenly jumped out and chopped him into meat mud every minute.

For a moment.

Xu Xian was a little nervous.

so

Xu Shusheng hurriedly said, "Lao Zhen, hurry... Try to build a bridge with the Minister of household, or I'll drag it down. If I lose.

The leader of human education will certainly trouble me... "

Zhen Youqian's face changed slightly, then took a swipe at the corner of his mouth, swallowed his saliva and asked, "are you really not a preacher?"

"How can I be? That's a vest. How many vests have I got in Jianghu? Others don't know. Don't you know?"

"Late..."

"What's the matter?" Xu Xian took a breath and suddenly felt something bad.

Zhen Youqian blackened his face and coughed: "I thought you were not wearing a vest, but a real missionary. After all, brother Xu, you can't fight. You are just like a missionary,

Coupled with my relationship with you, many people think I am your spokesman

So, you know. "

"I don't understand..." Xu Xian's face was expressionless.

Zhen Youqian sighed, then took out a storage bag and handed it out. He said helplessly, "OK, the dozen saints found me through various relationships and wanted to ask you for a fight.

I took all the spirit stones

What I want is still very dark

About 100000 spirit stones at a time.

Now there are 1.3 million yuan in total. I'll return it to others now.

I don't think about it. If you win, will we have the capital to gamble with the Minister of household? "

Once you say that.

Xu Xian suddenly straightened out his chest, took a decisive step forward, grabbed his arm, and said with a serious expression: "if there is one, say one.

I took all the money.

There must be no reason to go back. "

"Brother, you're not really a disciple. You really want to fight. If you return the money, it'll be over. I'll say you don't want to fight because they are too low." Zhen Youqian was stunned.

"No, in fact, you can fight, and you'd better make arrangements and find more holy sons who spend money to fight. There is no limit to the number of people..."

Say,

Xu Xian took the storage bag into his hand.

The storage bag is very light.

But it was heavy in his heart.

I'm sorry,

The sons are so generous. They give too much.

As for the true transmission of people's religion

i 'm sorry!

I am a remnant of the apostasy.

Never talk about martial virtue!

……

"A sneeze..." a little Taoist who was on his way to Chang'an City by the order of a teacher suddenly sneezed.

But anyway.

Since someone dares to pretend to be their preacher.

That won't work.

this trip,

He wants to reproduce the invincible posture of preaching people.

Of course, the first thing to correct your name is to clean up the fake preacher.