'Loyal minister and good general'
The area in front of the solemn and majestic main gate of Shengde Buddhist Temple was in a mess.
There was another violent explosion, and dozens of soldiers were swept to the ground by the air wave.
There were screams of fear and wailing everywhere. It was obvious that the masters of these imperial guards were still inferior to the people brought by Qin Shu.
In the chaos, only the weapon in Yuan Feng's hand remained as sharp as ever.
Qin Xuan looked around the scene. Ever since Qin Shu pulled up the water curtain when he was almost killed, the atmosphere at the scene had obviously changed.
When Qin Shu's life was seriously threatened, some people at the scene began to take it seriously.
The four people surrounding Yuan Feng were holding various weapons, but there was a uniform and complicated circle of talismans on the ground beneath their feet.
Qin Xuan must be familiar with this thing - it's a formation diagram.
Using craftsman's tools as the body, it incorporates the ultimate art of formation, and depicts the formation for martial arts performances.
This groundbreaking product, which combines warriors, craftsmen, and formation masters, will not be created by Qin Shu himself until several years later.
But now, Qin Shu's subordinates appeared here, carrying craftsmanship that Qin Shu had no idea about.
What this means is self-evident.
"Interesting, so many people have come back." Qin Xuan laughed and first explained the strategy for breaking the formation: "This is the Liuyi formation diagram: Yin, Yang, Wind, Rain, Darkness, and Light. Xiao Feng, attack the northwest position!"
With top-notch martial arts talent, Yuan Feng, who was trapped in the picture, decisively did as he was told.
Yuan Feng raised his hand, and a clearly visible crack appeared in the air. As the sword's force extended, lightning gathered at the tip of the sword, emitting a deafening roar.
The young man swung his sword, and this sword was wrapped in the power of wind and thunder, as powerful as thunder.
Under the huge impact, the warriors in the formation all used their weapons to support themselves on the ground and vomited blood.
Yuan Feng took advantage of this gap and went in the direction of Qin Shu again. At this moment, the young man with dark red all over his body really looked like a ghost chasing after souls.
Yuan Feng struck out again with his sword at the water curtain that had just blocked his sword move.
The violent energy was still dissipated in the calm and tranquil water curtain.
The highest good is like water; it holds all things within it, yet its depth is unfathomable.
Someone surrounded the formation again. The little kid was a little impatient and had to get rid of this troublesome thing first. Yuan Feng stood still and began to condense his Qi in a simple and rough way.
One force can defeat ten skills, this has been the case since ancient times.
A sudden flash of cold light interrupted Yuan Feng's attempt to gather strength.
Stepping into the formation, Lu Xiyun swept his sword horizontally, blocking all the remaining people in the formation behind him: "Everyone get out."
As the swords faced each other, Yuan Feng's eyes lit up with a smile: "Your aura is very similar to mine, I like it."
Ren Xuan, who followed closely behind, almost couldn't catch his breath and coughed repeatedly due to choking.
My dear ancestor, please don’t say that...your brother is the one who is smoking.
Ren Xuan glanced at Qin Shu cautiously, and fortunately Qin Shu seemed to have not reacted yet.
The little kid faced the newcomer and pointed the tip of his sword at His Royal Highness Prince Xiang: "Wait for me. After you kill him, I'll play with you."
The ground beneath Lu Xiyun's feet was covered inch by inch with frost, and the silver-white color spread in all directions. However, in an instant, the land in the formation was like a frozen lake with frost covering thousands of miles.
Ren Xuan took a breath of cold air. Seeing this situation, Lu Xiyun must be extremely angry.
Yuan Feng straightened his expression - this man really wanted to fight.
Yuan Feng stepped forward, and the two figures intertwined and separated at an extremely fast speed.
The sword shadows intertwined, and the momentum was like a rainbow.
The two afterimages moved as fast as the wind, dazzling the eyes. For a moment, Ren Xuan couldn't distinguish the two people in the formation.
The violent fluctuations of Qi caused the surrounding clouds to surge, shocking everyone around.
The Yanshu group began to get restless again.
"Can we win? This brat is from the third rank up."
"The Lu family of the Western Mansion has seven volumes of the Sutra of Worldly Affairs. Is it not a big deal to jump to a higher level?"
"Don't compare it with the Dao Yuan Jue... that little brat isn't practicing the Dao Yuan Jue either."
[Don't panic, Lu Xiyun's martial arts talent is still among the best.]
[Are you crazy? Comparing talent with a monster who's already reached the Yuanhua realm before he even reached 20? ?]
"Be safe, be prepared... Why would Lu Xiyun risk his life..."
[that is……]
"Hurry up and think of a solution..."
Ren Xuan was thinking of a solution. He quickly approached Qin Shu and said succinctly, "Your Highness, this brat is at least a third-rank official."
With just one sentence, His Royal Highness Prince Xiang, who was at ease, changed his expression.
Ren Xuan knew the Dog Emperor too well. Qin Shu could certainly respect the competition between warriors, provided that he would not suffer any loss.
Qin Shu didn't hesitate: "Ren Xuan, take the men and capture Qin Xuan."
To catch a thief, catch his leader. This has been a true saying for thousands of years.
Faced with the imminent murderous calamity, Yuan Feng took the initiative to retreat and delivered another sword strike at the troops rushing towards Prince Xiang's Mansion.
In a moment of distraction, Yuan Feng's cuffs were stained with blood. The young man felt pain, and there was murderous intent in Yuan Feng's eyes.
Yuan Feng roared, and his sword came out with a thunderous sound, his momentum was terrifying.
The two sword paths collided violently, like a hurricane sweeping through the boundless wilderness, stirring up countless dust.
Shocking the heaven and earth.
Yuan Feng and Lu Xiyun were both swept out by this force and pushed back a hundred steps away.
A huge change occurred in the next moment. After the swords collided, they carried a huge residual force, knocking over a group of people on the sword road. Without losing momentum, they rushed straight towards the temple gate.
There was only a loud bang, and the deafening roar stirred up smoke and dust all over the sky.
The dust settled, but the Buddhist temple was intact.
Before the smoke in front of Ren Xuan's eyes had dissipated, he heard Yue Anshan's loud shout of horror.
"Your Highness?!"
"His Highness is missing!!"
The soldiers of the Prince of Han's palace who were present were also stunned. They turned around and were shocked to find that Qin Xuan was nowhere to be seen.
When the battle between the two palaces was in full swing, the two princes disappeared out of thin air, and the scene was instantly in chaos.
Yuan Feng, who was almost irritated, was also stunned. The young man retracted his weapon and appeared in front of Ren Xuan in an instant.
Ren Xuan, who wanted to go and see how Lu Xiyun was doing, was stopped by this little ghost.
Ren Xuan glanced towards the northeast. Wow, the emperor was kidnapped, and all the big guys who came to rescue him were distracted.
Lu Xiyun was swept by the sword energy and fell a few times, and there were crowds of people around him.
Qin Shuren had disappeared, and this group of people just swarmed around Lu Xiyun.
Tsk, loyal ministers and good generals, loyal ministers and good generals.
Seeing that Lu Xiyun was suddenly surrounded by people, Ren Xuan simply decided not to join in the fun.
General Ren patiently squatted halfway down and asked, "What's wrong?"
Yuan Feng asked directly: "Where are they?"
There were so many people at the scene, but Yuan Feng only recognized Qin Xuan and Ren Xuan.
Ren Xuan was so amused by the kid's stance that he couldn't help but think it was normal for the kid to not be able to distinguish between the so-called enemies and friends.
The opportunity was not to be missed, Ren Xuan persuaded him: "Xiao Feng, do you want to save him?"
Yuan Feng nodded and shook his head: "He still owes me money."
"Silver?" Ren Xuan was confused for a moment.
Yuan Feng nodded: "I injured a fellow practitioner in the martial arts hall, and my brother asked me to prepare a gift to apologize to my fellow disciples. It was agreed that if I helped him fight, he would give me ten taels of silver."
"Ten taels?!"
"Ancestor, how can this be a fight of ten taels?" General Ren was completely stunned.
Ren Xuanwu solemnly pressed the boy's shoulder and said, "Xiao Feng, I'll give you twenty taels. Go and choose a gift!"
Yuan Feng frowned: "That person also injured me."
"How could that be?" General Ren felt no burden in deceiving the child. Ren Xuan took out his share of Xuanpu Arrows and said, "I have something like this too. Many people have it."
Yuan Feng nodded thoughtfully.
The kid still had some conscience: "But he didn't go back, I will ask me."
Ren Xuan: "It's okay, just say he's with me."
Ren Xuan thought that he still had some impression on Yuan Yi.
This kid still had some conscience, but not much: "Then remember to help me explain to my brother!"
After they finished caring about Lu Xiyun's injuries, the little ghost who had just caused chaos on the battlefield disappeared.
"No one again?" The warriors looked around in confusion.
"I paid a huge sum of money to bribe that little devil." Ren Xuan said with full of arrogance: "Don't worry about him, just deal with the rest."
"Not allowed——" It was Lu Xiyun who spoke.
The young man touched the ground with the tip of his sword and swept it horizontally, leaving a frosted mark in front of the temple gate.
Lu Xiyun blocked the way with a sword: "No one is allowed to enter today."
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Qin Xuan raised his eyes for the second time, and only he and Qin Shu were left by his side.
After exchanging a glance with Qin Xuan, Qin Shu's expression turned unhappy. "This Buddhist temple is covered with a scroll. It belongs to my father."
Qin Xuan sighed leisurely, "Performing martial arts in a scroll would backfire on one's self. This is the first time I've seen it happen."
So it is said that old ginger is still wise. What does it mean to capture the thief and capture the king? This is the true meaning of capturing the thief and capturing the king.
"You and I are trapped by our father, my brother..." Qin Shu went straight to the point: "Let's cooperate."
"Cooperation? Why?" Qin Xuan spread his hands. "The scroll only took one day to produce. Why should I offend my father for you?"
Qin Shu slowly cast his gaze over: "Depend on that little brat outside."
Qin Shu said in a gloomy tone: "My royal brother didn't return home and was hanging out with the assassins. I don't think Father knows about this, right?"
Qin Xuan's eyes narrowed. "How many people have you arranged to investigate me?"
Qin Shu smiled nonchalantly, "Don't be nervous, my royal brother. I didn't bother you. To be honest, if you don't want to return to the capital, I'm happy to see that happen."
Qin Shu continued, "If you and I work together, I'll help you hide the assassin. If you cooperate with our father, I'll have no choice but to tell the Queen everything."
Qin Xuan: "Are you threatening me?"
Qin Shu shook his head: "I am just helping my brother to distinguish the pros and cons."
Qin Xuan lowered his eyebrows. Finally, the young man raised his eyes and asked, "What do you want to do?"
Qin Shu, however, said casually, as if he already knew the answer: "Although the scroll is domineering, it is also easy to break. Let the world in the scroll collapse, and you and I can get out."
Qin Shu walked into the hall without looking back, and Qin Xuan followed closely behind him.
Today, Shengde Temple is still a dilapidated small temple.
Deep within the Buddhist temple, candlelight flickered and dust drifted. In the dim light, two figures, one blue and one white, were visible.
The handsome, heroic woman, who was no less handsome than a man, frowned slightly. "You're selling it for fifty cents a piece? I'll tire you out!"
The young man who was traveling with him raised his eyes, his eyes were gentle, and he smiled instead of being angry.
"I'll pay ten times as much, and you can only draw for me from now on."
The man paused slightly and replied softly, "Okay."
The two brothers standing in the corner seemed to be watching a play from a different time. Qin Shu looked at the eternal lamp in the hall and chuckled, "I heard from Xiyun that my father sold paintings all night, lit a lamp, and even got scolded by the Queen."
Qin Xuan looked the other person up and down. When the third brother mentioned Lu Xiyun, he became less cold.
Qin Xuan glanced at him calmly and said, "When you mention that Prince Lu, you really act like a human being."
Qin Shu's expression suddenly changed.
Qin Shu's eyes swept across the other person coldly: "I advise my royal brother to mind his own business."
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