Gate of God

"Have you ever heard the story of "giving people a fish, it is better to teach people a fish"?" Chi Guyan didn't directly answer Pingyang's question, but asked instead.

"Of course I have heard that fish is the end and fishing is the means. One fish can solve the hunger of the moment, but not the long-term hunger. If you want to have fish forever, you must learn how to fish. Sister Yan, I said Right?" Pingyang said, straightening his waist immediately.

"Yes." Chi Guyan nodded.

"But...I still don't understand, what does this have to do with the fact that Fang Zheng is not killing in the aftermath?" Pingyang saw Chi Guyan nodding and blinked, blinking again, showing a confused expression again.

"This story has another meaning, that is, the master paves the way for the students."

"one way?"

"Canyang is a very good master, a master who is good enough to give up his chance of revenge for Yun Qingwu." Chi Guyan explained again.

"For Yun Qingwu, give up the chance of revenge? Sister Yan means..."

"Well, the setting sun is paving the way for Yun Qingwu."

"Pave the road?" Pingyang became a little confused.

"If I guess right, the time remaining in the Canyon should be running out." Chi Guyan said here, his bright eyes subconsciously looked at the two figures in the distance.

One blue, one white.

Those are two figures standing still, one looks extremely calm, while the other is full of concern and reluctance.

"Sister Yan said that the blind man is going to die? Impossible? He is holy. Once he is holy, can his life increase a lot?" Pingyang wondered again.

"Normally speaking, this is the case." Chi Guyan nodded.

"Normally speaking? Sister Yan said that the blind man was not really a saint, but forced to break the samsara?" Pingyang's expression appeared surprised again.

"Six reincarnations, once stepping into the heavenly path, it is equivalent to being separated from the holy one round. The Canyang has stepped into the wheel of the heavenly path more than ten years ago.

"What is possible?"

"He only cultivates one for life!"

"Only one? This...Sister Yan said that this residual sun directly stepped into the reincarnation of heaven, without star gathering, sky light, Huiguang and other realms? How is this possible?" Pingyang was reluctant to believe such a thing, However, this matter was said by Chi Guyan, and she could not help but believe it.

"It's difficult for humans, but it's not completely impossible for Mozu, because Mozu has been enlightened since he was born, and he can perceive everything." Chi Guyan explained very patiently.

"This... this is incredible too?"

"The first half of Canyang can be said to be almost unknown. It was not until a decade ago that it suddenly showed its strength. It shocked the world and accumulated a lot of thin hair. Maybe this kind of thing can only be done by Canyang. Of course, all this Just my guess." Chi Guyan said indifferently.

"Sister Yan's guess, even the father and emperor never doubted it, but I still don't quite understand it. Since the blind man knows that he can't be holy, why should he forcefully break the samsara and consume his life?" Pingyang still has some doubts.

"Probably, his time is running out."

"This..." Pingyang was a little silent, because, if according to Chi Guyan's argument, maybe the Mozu chose to shoot Nanyu at this time, it may have something to do with Canyang.

Because the sun is running out...

So, will the Mozu arrange this plan for the Southern Region?

If this is really the case, is the sanctification of the Canal Sun also in this plan? Pingyang thought of this, and Bai Jing's small face was also shocked.

No wonder...

Yun Qingwu can become the master of the Devil Race.

This calculation can really be said to have calculated everything possible.

only……

She didn't count on Fang Zhengzheng, or, even if she counted on Fang Zhengzheng, she couldn't count on Fang Zhengzhi's boundlessness, and it's even less likely that Fang Zhengzheng could hold the sun.

This is God's will.

It has nothing to do with Yun Qingwu's plan.

"I understand that this time the plan failed. Canyang was worried that Yun Qingwu's status in the Demon Race would be affected, and he couldn't stay with Yun Qingwu anymore, so he deliberately did so, right?" Pingyang seemed to finally have some understood.

"Huh." Chi Guyan nodded gently.

It is indeed the best practice to leave a "threat" that only Yun Qingwu is familiar with, because only then can Yun Qingwu return to the Demon Race before he has time to reshape his prestige.

only……

There should be one more condition for Canyang to really make up his mind to stay square.

That is, in the mind of Can-Yang, it has been determined that the current integrity can no longer cause a fatal threat to the Demon Race.

In other words, Fang Zhengzheng has...

Chi Guyan looked squarely upright, his eyes flashed with light, his lips moved, and he seemed to want to ask something, but in the end he still didn't.

Of course Fang Zhengzhi can guess what Chi Guyan is thinking.

However, this question...

I am afraid that even he himself cannot answer.

Daoguo was eaten by himself, what will happen?

Who can know.

Fang Zhengzhi didn't think too much. After all, it didn't matter how much he thought about it. He only knew one thing. When the palm of the candid sun was pressed against his chest, he actually stepped into the ghost gate.

but……

Canyang did not kill him.

Fang Zhengzhi didn't know whether it was because of Yun Qingwu, and he didn't want to know this. He only knew that Canyang hadn't killed himself at that moment.

It is impossible to kill anymore.

This is enough. The rest is how long can I live, can I still live?

"Let’s discuss the hereditary knighthood anymore? Sealed the knight, is there any kind of land or something? And is there any guards that belong to me?" Fang Zhengzhi continued to walk toward the gate, also imagining How to live the next day.

Marry a wife?

Well, this is a must.

Otherwise, to whom will this hereditary title be passed? So, who do you marry? Don't think about Chi Guyan, Yun Qingwu? Yuck, not to mention...

Okay, it seems that you have to make a date.

Under such favorable conditions, should I be able to get a Miss Qianjin or something?

Wait a minute, Miss Qianjin is generally not very good at housework, it is better to find a hardworking and capable wife.

Correct!

Competence is the key!

Fang Zhengzhi plans his future life in his heart.

Pingyang was a disdainful face, and he cared about the safety of this guy, but this guy was good, only concerned about the fiefs and guards.

"Can you be a bit ambitious? Do you only have the fiefs and guards in your mind?" Pingyang murmured, then looked at Yun Qingwu and the residual sun still standing in the distance in the distance.

And behind Yun Qingwu and the setting sun.

There are also hundreds of thousands of magic soldiers, the cold light flashing on the bright armor, solemn, killing intention, have to say that this is a real iron army.

"Hahaha, what do you know, this is a great disaster, and there must be a blessing." Fang Zhengzhi was too lazy to continue arguing with Pingyang. Now that the South China War has been decided, he has made such a big contribution.

It's time to be proud of life.

Other things...

Put them all aside first.

Of course, there is one thing that cannot be lost, that is Yan Xiu.

Thinking of this, Fang Zhengzhi also looked at Chi Guyan and Pingyang: "Do you know what happened to Yan Xiu?"

"Yan Xiu? Back to the west is cold." Pingyang replied directly without thinking.

"Come back to the west? Okay..." Fang Zheng nodded his head. He had heard Teng Shisheng talk about the battle at the gate of the Han Ape Tribe, and naturally knew Yan Xiu was seriously injured.

Well, it is normal to go back to the west to cool down early.

However, in this way, you have to take the time to go to Xiliang to see Yan Xiu. You just don't know your current state. Are you still alive to Xiliang?

Fang Zheng shook his head straight, without thinking too much, striding into the Iron Hill tribe.

The soldiers in the South Region who guarded the gate of the Iron Hill tribe looked at Fang Zhengzheng, and Chi Guyan and Pingyang who stood beside Fang Zhengzhi also subconsciously stepped aside.

The three figures disappeared at the gate.

On the battlefield, Nangong Hao also stood up at the moment, looking at the pink figure that disappeared at the gate, and his fists tightened slightly.

However, very quickly, his fists also loosened.

"Master, I need to go back."

"Go back?" Of course Xuan Yuanguo could guess that what Nangong Hao said was going back did not refer to Yanjing City, but to the Nangong family.

"Yes, Mudi is still waiting for me at the door. This is a contract signed between Nanyu and Daxia. Please wait for the Lord to reply to the sacred order for me. A month later, I will go to Yanjing City with Shengmu to face Sheng." Nangong As he said, he also drew the contract from his arms, and his hands were handed to Xing Yuanguo.

"I see." Xing Yuanguo took both hands and nodded, saying nothing more.

...

The two armies stalemate and time flies.

Not long after, Pioneer Relief finally arrived. It was Daxia's army stationed in the Han Ape Tribe, which made Shan Ling's expression not very good.

Two hours passed.

The army of Daxia and Nanyu finally arrived.

The mighty, hundreds of thousands of troops entered the Iron Hill tribe, looking at the desolation, all the sergeants' faces were filled with indignation.

but……

After seeing hundreds of thousands of magic soldiers standing outside the iron hill tribe city, the faces of the sergeants have completely changed, they really can't imagine.

What did the Iron Hills tribe experience?

How can we stand firm until the arrival of reinforcements in front of such an army.

"His Royal Highness, Prince Xia is here!" After seeing a figure ascending the city wall, a chief also whispered behind the mountain.

"Huh." Shan Ling nodded.

At this time, the crown prince Lin Tianrong, wearing a silver brocade, was accompanied by Shan Yuanguo to Shan Ling.

"Southland Shizi Shanling, I have seen His Royal Highness Prince!" Shan Ling's complexion was not very good, but, he was the first to give a big summer etiquette towards Prince Tiantian Rong.

"The princes don't have to be polite, this demons are really abominable, and they dare to deceive me in the state of Da Xia. This prince is struggling. When the prince returns to the dynasty, he will ask the father and emperor to send troops to the southern region, in order to resist the demons together! "Prince Lin Tianrong glanced at the blood stains on Shan Ling's body, and his narrow and long eyes also showed a concerned expression.

Shan Ling's eyes narrowed slightly.

The state of summer?

Send military commanders to the South Region!

Of course, he could understand the meaning of Crown Prince Lin Tianrong, and he also knew very well what the Crown Prince did when he arrived in the Southern Region.

only……

Now he doesn't mean to tear his face with Crown Prince Lin Tianrong.

After a few chest ups and downs, Shan Ling's face also showed a smile again, but his eyes had turned from Prince Tian Rong's body to hundreds of thousands of magic soldiers who were still standing not far away.

"Although the Demon Soldier failed to take down the Iron Hill Tribe as expected, he did not retreat, nor did he know the purpose. I don't know His Royal Highness, there can be a strategy to retreat the soldiers in his chest?" Shan Ling looked up slightly, and did not stop. See Crown Prince Lin Tianrong.

"Hehe..." Prince Lin Tianrong smiled softly, but did not mean any displeasure, just looked at the same distance.

"There are only two reasons why the demon soldier does not retreat. First, shock! Although the demon clan lost the battle, they did not lose their momentum. If they retire immediately, the momentum will be weaker. It will take time for the 100,000 troops to return, and Yun Qingwu does not order to immediately withdraw his troops. It is really wise. This move can be described as one move!" Xuan Yuanguo's voice rang at this time.

"Hou Ye is right, since Yun Qingwu's move is only for taking pictures, Shizi does not have to worry anymore, just step up his guard and he can safely survive the robbery." Prince Lin Tianrong heard what Yuan Yuanguo said, Also nodded.

After hearing this, Shan Ling's eyes flickered a few times, but the smile on his face still maintained that smiling expression.

"Since Xinghou has two points, what's the second one?" Shan Ling's heart was still somewhat afraid of Xing Yuanguo, so the tone was naturally sincere.

"Picking money! The demon threw troops to commit crimes. Naturally, a lot of military power was consumed. It was originally intended to advance quickly, pointing at the holy mountain city, but now it is about to retreat, and naturally will receive some compensation." Xuan Yuanguo replied.

"Pillaging money?! Do the demons want to rob me of the Nanling tribe?" Shan Ling's expression was obviously startled, and then his face became more gloomy.

However, he did not ask for help.

Because, he knew very well that Prince Lin Tianrong was waiting for him to speak.

But once, he really spoke...

The price to be paid is estimated to be greater than that of a Nanling tribe, and, more importantly, how easy is it to deal with hundreds of thousands of magic soldiers?

Even if Da Xia is willing to help with all his strength, it is impossible to really desperate for a little money.

That way...

I asked Prince Tian Rong himself, but the result was still indistinguishable.

Shan Ling did not speak.

Prince Lin Tianrong waited for a while, and then he laughed again, but his long and narrow eyes flashed a faint cold light.

"Since Lord Hou said everything so clearly, shall we stay together in the Iron Hill Tribe for three days?"

"Okay, thank you, Crown Prince, for your help!"

Shan Ling nodded quickly, and immediately went down to the gate.

"His Royal Highness, I'll leave now!" Seeing Shan Ling leave, several chiefs also greeted Crown Prince Lin Tianrong.

"Okay, Shizi and several chiefs have worked hard, and the guards here will be handed over to the prince." Prince Lin Tianrong smiled slightly and greeted the chiefs.

Soon, Shan Ling and several chiefs went down the gate.

The crown prince Lin Tianrong also turned back slowly at this time, his eyes looked at the black soldiers in front of him again, and his expression became colder.

...

At night, the stars flash.

A huge room made of huge stones piled up in the iron hill tribe is very luxuriously furnished. A beast-bone head is hung on the wall, and the ground is covered with animal skins.

Jewels hung in the room, shining the whole room like daylight.

The crown prince Lin Tianrong, dressed in a silver-white brocade, leaned against a soft slump covered with luxurious animal skins, his eyes narrowed, and there was a feminine chill in his expression.

To the Iron Hill Tribe.

He naturally also knew about the battle of the Tieqiu tribe and what happened in the world.

"Fang Zhengzhen! I really didn't expect... the first battle in the South Region, actually let you step into the sky!" Prince Lin Tianrong's chest slightly fluctuated, but quickly calmed down.

"His Royal Highness, Master Su is here!"

At this moment, outside the door, the guard's voice suddenly sounded.

Immediately afterwards, Su Qing, who was wearing a black official uniform, came in and walked until two meters in front of Prince Lin Tianrong before stopping.

"Master Su always came just right?" Crown Prince Lin Tianrong glanced at Su Qing, but he didn't mean to let him sit down, but said casually.

Su Qing looked at Crown Prince Lin Tianrong's expression, but there were not too many surprises in his expression. He knew the mood of Prince Lin Tianrong now.

In fact, it is not just Prince Tian Tianrong.

Even after hearing the battle of Tieqiu tribe, he was shocked inexplicably.

"His Royal Highness is worried and upright?" Su Qing bowed slightly and gave a salute to Prince Lin Tianrong, then said softly.

"Fangzheng? Ha ha... Master Su has always been as good as expected, but this time, he wants to let Master Su disappointed. One is honest, even if he has made a great contribution, what can he do to the Prince Is the threat impossible? Moreover, Fang Zhengzheng is still an obsolete person." Prince Lin Tianrong's eyes flashed coldly, but his tone was somewhat disdainful.

"His Royal Highness is right, Fang Zhengzheng really cannot threaten the prince, but..." Su Qing said at the end, he closed his mouth.

"Just what? Let go if you have farts!"

"His Royal Highness, don't you forget the messenger who passed down the crown prince at the door of the Han Ape Tribe?"

"The prince had arranged this matter long ago, and there was no proof of his death. Even if Fang Zhengzheng returned to Beijing to sue me from his father and emperor, I am afraid I could not find evidence."

"I can't find evidence, but I can't guarantee that Fang Zhengzheng won't hate the Crown Prince." Su Qing nodded and continued.

"So what?" Prince Tian Rong glanced at Su Qing, not even thinking about it.

"This time, Founder has made such a great contribution to standing upright. After returning to Beijing, it may be indispensable to add officials to the prince. His Royal Highness may know that the Lord of the Ministry of Justice Shangshu is dead? If I guess well, Sheng Shang intends to support Fangzheng when he is in Yanjing. The Department of Rites, now, with such great credit, within half a year, Founder should be sitting at the position where the Ritual Department is still a book, it should be a matter of rigidity." Su Qing said in a positive tone.

"Go on." Crown Prince Lin Tianrong heard this and finally moved a little.

Ritual!

One of the six departments, responsible for ceremonial etiquette and diplomacy, can be described as a very important part of the internal affairs, and the previous courtesy department has always been under his control.

Of course……

This is not the most important.

Most importantly, Crown Prince Lin Tianrong knew that his father and emperor had always had the idea of ​​combining the Imperial Academy and the Ritual Department into one, if it was really the time.

The importance of the rites can be imagined.

"His Royal Highness should not forget that there is an unwritten marriage contract between Fang Zhengzhi and Chi Guyan? If it was before, this marriage contract is of course uncountable, but what if Fang Zhengzhi becomes a ceremonial book?" Su Qing saw Crown Prince Lin Tianrong's expression, the smile on the corner of his mouth was full of points.

"What do you want to say is the Chihou of Shenhou Mansion?" Prince Lin Tianrong's expression was slightly cold.

"Yes, Chi Hou has always worked for Duan Wang. Although Fang Zhengzhi and Duan Wang also had some feasts, but once Chi Hou acquiesced in this marriage, His Royal Highness thought what would happen to Duan Wang's integrity. ?"

"go on."

"If Fang Zhengzhi becomes a courtesy of the Ministry of Rites, plus the identity of the son-in-law of Shenhou Mansion, His Royal Highness Prince will look at the integrity of Xuan Yuanguo’s other party today. ?"

"It's impossible. The town state government has never participated in the battle for the big position. It is impossible now and absolutely impossible in the future!" Prince Lin Tianrong said affirmatively.

"It's impossible, but, just in case? If the Thirteen Houses are really connected with the King of Duan, and with Xiliang Yan's, I'm afraid that even if the Crown Prince is really on the ground, this mountain can't sit well. ?"

"Snapped!"

With a crunch, the bed collapsed with a crack.

At the same time, the crown prince Lin Tianrong, who reclined on Qingtan, also sat up, a pair of long narrow eyes flashing a chill.

"What are your plans?"

"The prince has a plan that will protect the crown prince from future troubles. Moreover, all the credit for the battle of the Southern Territory can be attributed to the name of the prince. As long as this plan is successful, the position of the prince in the dynasty will be irreplaceable. "Su Qing said at the end, his eyes also shone coldly.

"All the credit for the Southern Territory is attributed to the Crown Prince? Ha ha... Master Su can't help but laugh, Fang Zhengzhi's performance in the Southern Territory is seen by tens of thousands of people, how can he win?" Prince Tian Rong glanced at Su Qing again. , There seems to be some mistrust in the expression.

"Seize, that's the lowest level of practice. ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It's a plan that won't win, but it can be changed for another day, so that His Royal Highness can do the best in the Southern Region!" Su Qing shook his head. .

"Hehe... not to win? Can I still make a contribution to the First World War in the Southern Territories? Master Su is really more and more outrageous, it is better, Master Su to talk about how sure you are of this plan?" Prince Tian Tianrong smiled gently .

"Ten percent!" Su Qing said almost without hesitation.

"Ten percent? Master Su's joke is a bit too big, right?" Crown Prince Lin Tianrong's expression was obviously stunned, and his cold eyes looked at Su Qing,

"If this plan does not work, the minister is willing to thank him for his death!" After Su Qing finished speaking, he fell to his knees directly.

"Okay, Master Su, let's listen!" Crown Prince Lin Tianrong looked at Su Qing who was kneeling on the ground, and finally stood up. He walked in front of Su Qing and raised Su Qing on the ground with his hands.

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