The capital of the gods, Luoyang, Ziwei Palace.

The main gate of Ziwei Palace is Zetian Gate, the main hall is Ming Hall, and the three main halls are Ganyang Hall, Zhenguan Hall and Huiyou Hall in turn.

The Empress was the emperor who ascended the throne at Zetianmen and established her capital in Luoyang. This was an important place for the Empress to govern and worship Buddha, and lived. The Mingtang, Tongtian Tower, Feisheng Hall and other buildings she built on the central axis of Ziwei Palace, from a distance from the Mangshan Mountain, formed a magnificent skyline, making the three-dimensional outline and style of Ziwei Palace look even more magnificent.

By the pond in Jiuzhou, lotus flowers meet the sky.

Looking at the lotus pond in front of him, Shangguan Wan'er inexplicably chanted a sentence, "The moon is bright and the boat flute is uneven, and the wind is calm and the lotus pond is free and fragrant."

She thought of the young monk who was extremely powerful but also literary and elegant.

Just as Shangguan Wan'er was pondering, a soft sound of footsteps came from afar.

"Your Highness is back."

"Um."

The palace ladies were scattered around from afar, and Princess Taiping Li Jinyue leaned tiredly against the pillars of the pavilion.

Shangguan Wan'er came behind her, stretched out her hand, rubbed her temples for her to relieve fatigue.

"What do the officials of the Nanya have to say this morning?"

Li Jinyue smiled bitterly and said, "What can I say? The prime ministers all shouted to send troops. The Minister of Revenue said that there was no money. The saint directly decided, saying that even if there was no money, he would have to fight, otherwise it would be a trivial matter for Hanzhong Prefecture to fall. If the southern Xinjiang Gu Kingdom takes advantage of the chaos and goes north, no longer going to the difficult Diaoyu City, but instead attacks Jiannan Xichuan Road to the northwest, the situation in the southwest will be completely deteriorated."

"The saint planned to send two guards, Qianniu Guard and Huben Guard, plus the local garrisons in Guanzhong Road and the practitioners from Long Guard. The problem is that there are four roads in total, Ziwu Valley, Tangluo Road, Baoxi Road, and Chencang Road, all of which were blocked by Qidou Mi. Which one should I go?"

As an inner chamber clerk, Shangguan Wan'er didn't know the military, but he also knew that the army was not running around the map when going to the expedition. The choice of the marching route was particularly important. It should be as wide and smooth as possible, and at the same time, it could ensure logistics transportation.

If you choose according to this condition, Ziwu Valley is undoubtedly the worst choice, but the Qidou Rice Sect has made more defenses on the other roads, including burning the plank road, driving away monsters, and laying out strong people to intercept them.

"Your Highness, have you ever thought that you can let Master Budu take action and try to open up Ziwu Valley?"

As soon as Shangguan Wan'er finished speaking, Li Jinyue stood up quickly and patted her smooth forehead.

"yes!"

She paced on the pavilion beside the Hechi Pool and said, "The strength of the monk is vast and earthly. If he takes action, he will definitely be able to open up Ziwu Valley. Although Ziwu Valley is difficult to walk, it is also the most relaxed place for the Qidou Rice Sect to be prepared. The so-called "military war" is a surprise. If you can unexpectedly, the situation in Hanzhong Prefecture will improve greatly."

"Will the saint agree?"

"Whether you agree or not, this is a political statement. Agreeing or not is the saint's business, and whether to do it or not is our business. Asking someone to take action is not a private transfer of troops, and not a saint's taboo."

Li Jinyue simply said: "The person who sent the martial arts has not set off yet. You bring my handwritten with me. In addition to "Compassionate Soul Falling", the best-grade Xuan-level martial art "Sky Eyes" in Shenlong Temple. This unique Buddhist martial arts technique will definitely be used by the monks."

"Go, let's not say anything else when you arrive. When you meet Master Budu or that old monk, you must be extremely respectful. Just ask for help and open Ziwu Valley. If you don't agree, don't force it."

"Here!"

......

Ziwu Valley.

This is already more than 200 miles deep, with the mountains on both sides of the plank road overlapping and extremely steep.

On a rarely visited road, a tall stone tablet extends from the mouth of the valley, with the words "Tianshu Forbidden Land" engraved on it.

On the back of the stele is an extremely huge blue stone with a portrait carved on it. On the portrait is a magician in black clothes, which looks quite old last year.

Although it is just a stone statue, it has an extremely deep pair of eyes, as if nothing can escape his vision.

There is a formation called "Beidou Tianshu Formation". It is a wonderful formation. Once touched, the entire valley will be covered. Ordinary cultivators cannot break through the blockade of the formation and enter the valley.

This formation is composed of seven small formations, which can attract the starlight in the sky to charge energy. The wonder of the formation is shocking.

The range of the formation is five miles in a radius. If the formation cannot be broken, no matter where it goes, the formation will always be there and will become smaller and smaller as time goes by. Everything in the formation will turn into ashes, and even life will disappear into dust.

"Tianshu forbidden land, Tianshu forbidden land."

At the entrance of the valley, a figure wearing a hat muttered to himself, his eyes showing a strange light, as if he was very interested in it.

This figure is Chi Ou, the iron-eating beast who was sent to explore the way.

Shen Budu, Mingyue, He Taixu, Baiyinghu, Chiou, and the three men and two beasts advanced along the way, and had swept countless monsters and deserters and robbers who blocked the road. Of course, the identities of the latter two are usually freely changed.

The task Chi Ou received was to explore the way forward with his rich experience in survival in the mountains and forests.

"It turned out to be the seclusion place of the old man Tianshu."

A sound of kidney deficiency came from beside him.

Looking at He Taixu who was wearing the folding fan of "Young Master Hunter", Chi Ou frowned and asked.

"Oh my god, you cowardly guy come here to fuck me?"

He Taixu smiled and said, "Of course it is to create a space for the mage and fellow Taoist Mingyue."

"Where is the white-headed tiger?"

"They don't speak anymore. After shutting up for a long time, they forget that they can still talk. You think they are all the same as you, I'm always there."

"Oh my god, do you want to fight?"

Chi Ou pulled out the bamboo sword angrily, and He Taixu closed the fan with a "pop".

"Look, I just said you don't understand."

"Why don't I understand?"

"How powerful is the mage?"

Chi Ou replied impatiently: "Of course, he has the ability to penetrate the sky and the earth, and is extremely powerful, which is rare in my life."

"How is it?"

"Not as good as my bear."

He Taixu's words stopped and then said, "Then do you think fellow Taoist Mingyue is beautiful?"

"Not as good as a mage."

"Summer insects cannot speak of ice!" He Taixu said angrily: "What do you know about this stupid bear? If you bow your head and don't see your toes, you are the beauty of the world."

Chi Ou lowered his head, but didn't see his toes, but only saw his fat belly.

"Oh, thank you for the compliment."

He Taixu rolled his eyes and was speechless. After a while, he had to say, "This old man Tianshu is a long-standing sorcerer. He has retired to the world of cultivation for many years and has a very profound attainment in formation. Since we have come to his seclusion, don't break in."

"Do you think we can still go out?"

"What's the meaning?"

He Taixu's expression stagnated, and suddenly realized that at some point, the scenery in front of him had changed. Not far away, the stone statue of the mysterious sorcerer was already staring at him, but... a smile seemed to be ripping from the corner of his mouth?

He Taixu shivered.

He hugged Chi Ou and found a sense of security in his plump fat.

"what to do?"

Chi Ou flipped his panda's eyes and said, "What else can I do? Wait for the mage to rescue him on the spot. According to what the mage said, isn't our mission just to 'pull monsters' and 'travel thunder'? The reputation of the mage has spread to the monsters and evil cultivators in the Qinling Mountains. If you walk over directly, you may not say that you will hide, so why will you still appear?"

"That's right."

He Taixu nodded. He had no objection to this task.

The reason is no different, the harvest is too abundant.

Not to mention the materials for several storage spiritual weapons, after allocating several precious spiritual herbs one after another, He Taixu's strength has reached the Great Perfection of Foundation Building, which is the so-called half-step elixir.

With his age and background, a senior brother from the Huang-level Immortal Sect is completely proud of his ability.

Of course, the premise is not to compare with Master Budu.

The two of them were calm, but they had become accustomed to bait. After a while, the mage would come.

Chi Ou took out a small bag and began to chew bamboo shoots.

He Taixu was even more casual. He took out a pillow and lay down on the ground with a "big" shape. Then he found several picture albums and carefully observed the beauty on it.

Maybe he felt that he was not satisfied, so He Taixu turned his back.

Looking at the yellowed pillowcase, He Taixu asked in confusion.

"Why do I wash my hair every day and my pillowcase turn yellow if I don't change it for three days?"

Chi Ou replied without raising his eyelids.

"Maybe the thoughts in your mind are coming out."

"oh."

"Oh! Get up quickly, the yellow mud rain fell from the sky!"

With a "bang", the mud splashed onto the ground.

However, the next second, the mud dots expanded rapidly, becoming a soldier wearing armor and holding a ring-headed sword. If Shen Budu was here, he could see that it looked like the Terracotta Warriors.

And such soldiers are being born at hundreds or thousands of speeds per second.

"The art of spreading beans into war!"

He Taixu's face was gloomy and waved his fan. A bitter wind rolled out from the fan, rolling the two clay soldiers who rushed towards him into scum.
To be continued...