Chapter 181: .Everything will belong to your majesty! (3rd more seeking subscription)

Seeing the scholar, the old blood shadow demon was slightly startled.
Because the other party seems to be a Confucian practitioner, rather than practicing the magic way.
However, after the old demon was serious about it, he looked at the opponent carefully and gradually saw the clues.
The scholar in front of him is a cultivator of the magic path in his bones.
The realm of strength should be lower than that of Wang Cong who had poisoned the livestock of Luhe Villa before.
The opponent looked like Hu Ming's cultivation base was about the sixth level, the magical cultivation base of the co-aperture realm.
"Do you still have Confucian cultivation?" Old Blood Shadow asked with a frown.
The Confucian student had already got up at this moment and gave a salute to the old demon: "However, the third realm of self-cultivation made the senior laugh."
"Concentrate on the practice of the magic way, you may have raised a true demon." Old Blood Shadow said.
"Thanks to the predecessor for your guidance." The Confucian said respectfully.
Practitioners of the magic path are especially sensitive to the strength of each other's realm, relative to other realms.
Facing the old blood shadow demon at this moment, the scholar could clearly feel the strength of the opponent.
If the two sides played against each other, he would not have the confidence to connect with the old demon.
However, this made the scholars eager:
The rumors are true, and the blood shadow old demon has made great progress in real life, and it is probably the creation of Chang'an City.
"Your name is Fangqiu?" Mr. Wu Yun asked at this moment.
The scholar nodded: "Yes."
"Where is the person?" Mr. Wu Yun continued to ask.
"Eastern Jin Dynasty." Fangqiu, a demon with a Confucian appearance, replied: "Because I have heard that Chang'an is tolerant of practitioners of the magic path, my generation can walk in Chang'an with integrity, so I came here to take effect. I hope the two seniors will accept me.
As he said, he saluted the old blood shadow demon and Mr. Wuyun again.
"Chang'an City does accommodate demon practitioners, but the premise is to abide by the rules here." Mr. Wu Yun said, "No matter who it is."
Fang Qiu said quickly: "I'm here to serve Chang'an. Of course, only Chang'an's orders are followed."
The old blood shadow demon asked at this moment: "You are the one who poisoned the Dongtang animals?"
Fang Qiu nodded: "I heard that there were practitioners in the Eastern Tang Dynasty who poisoned the horses and spirit beasts of Luhe Villa under Chang'an, so I was born with the idea of ​​using the other way to return the other body.
It just so happened that I was practicing the transformation of the Black Demon Python and was also good at using poison, so I chose a suitable place in the Eastern Tang Dynasty to start.
As long as the two seniors give an order, they will immediately find more suitable targets. "
As he spoke, his voice gradually hesitated.
Because he did not see the color of approval on the faces of the two old men in front of him.
Old Blood Shadow did not speak.
Mr. Wu Yun looked at Fang Qiu quietly: "Do you think you are very smart?"
"I don't dare to go down." Fang Qiu said quickly.
"Have you ever thought that everything you poisoned will soon belong to your majesty?" Mr. Wu Yun said.
Fang Qiu stayed slightly.
After being stupefied, he quickly knelt down to Mr. Wu Yun and the old blood shadow:
"The younger generation knows the wrong, please forgive your majesty, please forgive me the two gentlemen.
The younger generation was really angry at Dongtang's previous vicious methods for a while, and only then gave birth to a heart of revenge, and absolutely no intention of disrespect to your Majesty! "
"Sincere is commendable, but it's wrong." The old blood shadow said slowly at this time: "You have to do your errands more carefully to atone for your sins."
Fang Qiu said quickly: "The younger generation understands, thank your majesty Longen, thank the two seniors for being generous."
The old blood shadow demon looked at Mr. Wu Yun: "This man, the old man wants it, and will carefully teach him the rules and ask him to serve his majesty seriously."
"It's okay if someone gives it to you." Mr. Wu Yun said: "But it will be later."
The old blood shadow demon's expression remained unchanged: "How to tell?"
"This person has practiced the transformation of the Black Demon Python, and its virulence is harmful to most living beings, but some spiritual flowers and spiritual plants can be cultivated instead. They must fight poison with poison."
Mr. Wu Yun said: "Since it is to redeem the merits, then go to the medicine field to help for a few days, and then report to your Tianxian Hall later."
"Your Majesty's matter is the most important. Since it is your Majesty's medicinal field, the old man has no objection." The old blood shadow demon pondered slightly before turning his head to look at Fang Qiu.
Fang Qiu replied: "I would like to follow the instructions of the two gentlemen."
The old blood shadow demon nodded: "That's it, the old man will go first."
After that, he got up and left Tianshu Hall.
"No." Mr. Wu Yun confessed casually, and then ordered Fang Qiu to follow him.
The two came together between the inner city and the first outer city.
Here, there is a medicinal field specially cultivated by Zhang Dongyun.
Many spirit flowers and grasses, including Xuan Yuan Guo, are cultivated here on a large scale.
With the power of an invincible city, no matter how difficult it is to breed and grow creatures, there will be no problems.
However, since someone can help to do it right now, Zhang Dongyun is naturally happy.
"I leave it to you here. In addition to cultivating flowers and plants, you are also responsible for guarding."
Mr. Wu Yun rushed to Fangqiu and said: "Later, the old man will order someone else to replace you. After the handover is over, you will go to the Heaven Punishment Hall by yourself and report to Blood Shadow."
"Senior please rest assured, I will take care of this place properly."
Fangqiu smiled: "It's good to cultivate spiritual flowers and grasses in Xia's peacetime, and this time I brought a batch of seeds to Chang'an."
He practiced the transformation of the black demon python, influenced by the blood of the demon, he did have this hobby, and his methods were brilliant.
"Very good." Mr. Wu Yun nodded, and then left.
Fang Qiu looked back at the medicine field in front of him and took a deep breath.
The combination of earthy flavor and medicinal aroma is exactly his favorite flavor.
He smiled, and then changed his body, faded away from the human form and turned into a thick black python.
The sound of snake scales rubbing against the soil sounded on the ground.
While swimming, the black python quickly disappeared into the depths of the medicine field.
The scales all over his body opened and closed, and a faint black air radiated out.
However, the black python carefully controlled its virulence.
The black air condenses into a bunch in the air, not contaminating most of the spiritual flowers and grasses in the field, and only circling around a limited number of medicinal materials.
Among them, it includes the most precious Xuanyuan fruit tree in the current medicine field.
However, under the nourishment of poisonous gas, the fruit trees not only did not wither, but became more lush.
Especially the Xuanyuan fruit, whose tree branches have not yet fully matured, gradually began to accelerate from green to mature.
Under the tree, the black python's eyes showed a humane contentment with joy, the snake's head nodded slightly, like a human nod.
Zhang Dongyun in the Daming Palace nodded with satisfaction.
He didn't care much about multiple sixth-level thugs.
Of course, because of the peculiarities of their practice, people like Wang Cong and Fangqiu can exert greater power and effect than their realm under certain special occasions.
However, Zhang Dongyun was more willing to be a gardener than to fight.
When Chang'an continues to expand and wants to deal with the Eastern Jin Dynasty, you might as well throw Fang Qiu to the Tianxian Hall to go with the old blood shadow demon.
In the Daming Palace, a certain city lord surnamed Zhang has already made Fangqiu's future arrangements clearly.
But soon, there was news that was not so pleasant.
"Your Majesty, someone has discovered that there are Buddhist children in Hexi County who preach Buddhism and accept believers."
The old blood shadow demon reported to Zhang Dongyun: "The old slave will leave for Hexi to find out the matter."
Zhang Dongyun was slightly surprised, but his expression remained silent: "Take that little monk named Huiming with you."
"Yes, Your Majesty." The old blood shadow demon flew out like a light.
Inside the Daming Palace, Zhang Dongyun frowned slightly as he watched him leave.
Did Huiming's fellow come to see him?
...
At this moment, on the land of Hexi County, in a certain village, two monks, one old and one young, were sitting under the big tree at the entrance of the village and preaching.
Confucian practitioners have a beautiful heart.
Buddhist practitioners have a lotus with a bright tongue.
Both of them have deep attainments, and both can make their own words extraordinarily persuasive, affect the spirit of ordinary people, and even produce a direct hypnotic effect.
High-level Buddhist practitioners, sitting still, just preaching, may attract all kinds of creatures around, including people, to approach and indulge in the Dharma.
This time, the old monk chanted at the entrance of the village and attracted villagers one by one and gathered under the big tree.
However, the next situation was somewhat beyond his expectations.
A group of village men and women gathered here not to listen to his lectures.
"Go! Go! Go! We only have the city lord of Chang'an, we don't need any Buddha!"
"That's right! When our days were bad, we didn't see the Buddha to help. Now the days are better, are you monk here to pick up the bargain?"
"It is the city lord of Chang'an who saved us from the sea of ​​suffering, not your Buddha!"
"Fuck the monk, don't chant the scriptures here, beware of the Lord of Chang'an beating your Buddha!"
Everyone rushed into one, trying to blast the old monk away.
The little monk aside stared at this scene blankly.
This was a scene he had never seen before.
The old monk also felt surprised.
However, he sat where he was, and continued to chant the scriptures.
This time, everyone in front of me seemed to listen.
The crowd gradually calmed down, but everyone's eyes seemed a little dull.
The little monk approached and gently pulled the old monk's sleeves: "Master, why did he not listen to you before?"
The old monk stopped chanting, and there was doubt in his eyes.
Only then, it was he who used his own Buddhism cultivation base to force the statement, almost initiating, so that the group of village women in front of him calmed down.
"It's not like someone's actions affect their thinking, but they really believe in the Chang'an City Lord."
The old monk wrinkled his eyebrows slightly, "This Chang'an City Lord has some means."
The little monk blinked his eyes: "Is everyone in Chang'an like this?"
"You'll know if you walk elsewhere." The old monk said, and left the village with the young monk.
They changed several villages and found a small town.
But without exception, the people here completely resist their preaching.
Some people with bad tempers even throw stones and beat the monks.
The old monk can only let them listen quietly if they calm their souls.
"Either Zhou Wang lied, or he was also deceived."
The old monk wandered around and looked around: "The people here don't adore Dharma at all."
"Master, what should we do? They don't welcome us, shall we leave?" the little monk asked.
"Of course not."
The old monk categorically said: "So many people are addicted to suffering, how can my generation of Buddhism disciples sit idly by?"
"The people here don't feel the pain, so why should the wizard make it difficult." At this time, another voice came from afar.
A young monk appeared in the city.