The lonely lamp swayed in the wind, and General Jin's shadow projected on the ground. As the light swayed, the shadow seemed to be dancing in a strange dance posture.

The court made every effort to suppress Tianmen Road, but General Jin from Tianmen Road was in the capital, right at the foot of the emperor, and in the palace of the dignified Qin prince. This scene was simply incredible, but it appeared in front of Tian Hou.

General Jin had a faint smile on his sallow face, "Ghost Knife Tianhou, I have heard of this name for a long time, but it's a pity that when I saw it, it was no longer a ghost Knife..." He shook his head and sighed.

"Since I am a useless person, why do you come to me?" Tian Hou knew in his heart that the King of Han and General Jin came here, of course not to reminisce about the past.

When his life was hanging on the line, General Jin took action to rescue him. There was no doubt that they had already set their sights on him.

"Tian Hou, I ask you, do you want to turn back into the ghost knife? The prince treats you like a dog, expels you, and even kills you to silence you. Do you want to vent your hatred in your heart?" The King of Han stared at Tian Hou's eyes, carrying his hands on his back, "Or, do you want eternal life?"

In the eyes of Tian Hou, the so-called Tianmen Taoist disciples enjoy eternal life was just a rumor that Tianmen Taoist delusion people. However, when he was driven out of the palace, he seemed to think of Zhao Quan's harsh laughter from the guards in his ears, and even thought of two bright cold swords in the alley. He served the prince for many years and thought he was the prince's most confidant, but once he broke his arm, he was ruthlessly expelled like a dog, and even wanted to be killed to silence him. The marks of humiliation were engraved in his heart, turning into deep hatred.

I thought of the beautiful figure that was as elegant as an immortal, expelled from the prince's mansion. Perhaps I could no longer see the peerless figure that made his mind throbbing. His only remaining hand and fist were already clenched.

"What do you want me to do?" Tian Hou stared at King Han, "What else can I do now?"

The King of Han finally showed a smile, "You have been by the prince for many years, and of course you understand why he wants to kill you tonight? In fact, you should have thought that if you broke your arm and returned to Beijing, you will be destined to be dead."

Tian Hou sneered: "I understand that I have followed him for many years, and I know too many things about him. When I returned to Beijing, he had already become murderous. Of course, he didn't want to know too many of his secrets that were known."

"I admire my brother very much." The King of Han's eyes showed a resentful look. "The princeling has existed since the founding of the country. I have fought with him for many years. Until today, I can't even know the true background of the princeling..." staring at Tian Hou, "But you should know that as far as I know, you have been with the prince for almost ten years!"

"There are four days between ten years and seven months." Tian Hou closed his eyes. Because of resentment, the blue veins on his forehead burst out, "but they are not as good as an arm."

"He will not trust anyone. If it were someone else, he would kill him." The King of Han said lightly: "It's just that you have been by his side for so many years that you can always know many secrets. The first question of this king is, is his leg disease true or false?"

Tian Hou was stunned, then frowned and asked, "The King of Han felt that his legs were faking?"

"Only you can give me the answer to this."

"There will be no fake." Tian Hou shook his head and said, "For the past few years, Mrs. Liuli has been treating him with leg problems. I have been by his side for so many years. If he really pretends to be leg problems, he will always reveal flaws."

"Since he has leg problems, how can he contact those confidants of the princelings?" Although the Han King was dressed in a ragged clothes, his body was filled with a cold breath.

Hou Tian understood something, and finally smiled and said, "So you want to use me to figure out the context of the princelings."

"If you want to get something, you always have to pay something." The Han King said lightly: "You can doubt it, but you will soon know that you get much more than you pay."

Hou Tian seemed too tired, and actually sat down cross-legged on the ground. When he was stabbed, he was stabbed in his waist. Later, he just treated it casually. The wound seemed to be blood-blocked, but his clothes were covered with blood.

"Yes, in the court and the country, many members of the princelings do not show their mountains or waters." Tian Hou said slowly: "The prince is always cautious in doing things, and he likes to keep a backup plan. At that time, the prince and the Han King Party were against tit-for-tat. If the prince really took out all his family background and fought with the prince, the prince might not have taken any advantage. But what the prince brought out was only some people on the surface, many princelings were hidden by him, and he issued orders to not act rashly. The Minister of Justice Qiu Jungao, the Han King naturally remembered that Qiu Jungao seemed to be alone and did not interfere in party struggles, but he had been a member of the princeling for a long time, and now he showed his true identity when he needed it."

The King of Han smiled and said, "The prince's deep scheming really made me amazed. Qiu Jungao jumped out just right. He hid for many years and when it was time to use the blade, he used it just right."

"Ma Zhongheng, the commander of the Qi Prince's Mansion, was already a member of the prince's party on the day he came to the capital from Liaodong." Tian Hou said slowly: "These two hidden nails have already jumped out. In addition to these two, there are not many blades hidden in the scabbard."

"Apart from Lei Guheng and Chi Liandian, the blades hidden in the scabbard are the main force of the princeling party." The King of Han squatted down and stared at Tian Hou's eyes. "If you want to get rid of the prince, even if you really have the chance to kill him with one knife, it will be difficult to relieve the hatred in your heart. If he is a big tree, he will cut off all his branches and leaves, and in the end there is only one lonely trunk left...!" He raised his hand and waved it gently, "At that time, cutting down the trunk with one knife will be the most wonderful thing and the most exciting moment..." He closed his eyes, and his face showed an intoxication.

"What do you want to do?" Tian Hou asked.

The King of Han looked at Tian Hou and smiled strangely, "The prince thought the capital was already his world, so we were in his belly, cutting his chest with one knife and one knife... Tian Hou, tell me what you know, that I will let you become a ghost knife again."

"I know that all the essence of your sword technique is on your left arm. If you break your left arm, the ghost sword will lose the power of the ghost sword." General Jin took a strange knife and threw it at Tian Hou's feet. "Although you don't have your left arm, the essence of the ghost sword has not disappeared. It is still in your heart. I can help you practice a new set of sword techniques. This set of sword techniques is unique in the Central Plains..."

Tian Hou looked at the knife at his feet, which was strange in shape. He had seen countless swords, but this was the first time he had seen this strange sword.

"This knife can only be used by those who are full of hatred in their hearts. The stronger the hatred in their hearts, the faster they learn, and the more powerful they exert." General Jin smiled faintly, "Because this knife is called the hatred knife, and this knife technique has a simple name, it is called hell!"

Hou Tian stretched out his one arm and was about to pick up the knife, but General Jin had already shook his head and said, "Let's wait!"

Hou Tian raised his head and asked, "Do you regret it?"

"Hell Sword Technique, you must find a suitable swordsman, you are the most suitable candidate." General Jin said calmly: "But not everyone can learn the Hell Sword Technique. Only by entering the Taoist sect and becoming a disciple of Laojun can you teach it to you."

"You want me to join Tianmen Road?"

"Do you have a better choice now?" King Han sneered: "Do you really think anyone is qualified to enter the Taoist sect?"

Although General Jin's skin was strange, his tone of speech was always very calm, even with a hint of gentleness. "The prince said nothing wrong. He thought that Tianmen Taoists are all over the world. This is not true. However, although Laojun's disciples are Tianmen Taoists, not all the disciples of Tianmen Taoists are Laojun's disciples. Laojun came to the world, and in this world, there were only sixty-four people who were blessed to become Laojun's disciples!"

Tian Hou was stunned and said in surprise: "You mean hundreds of thousands of disciples of Tianmen, there are only sixty-four people who have truly become Laojun's disciples?"

"Yes." General Jin looked solemn. "These sixty-four people were selected by God in the world. On the day Laojun came to the world, sixty-four disciples of Laojun were going to welcome him. At that time, Laojun will grant sixty-four disciples Taoist immortal bodies. The disciples who received Laojun's body will enjoy eternal life!" He stared at Tian Hou, "Before Laojun's life, God will select sixty-four people. Those who are selected as Laojun's disciples must prepare for the arrival of Laojun. Although they have sixty-four quotas, after becoming Laojun's disciples, if the Taoist heart is not sincere, God can expel them from the Taoist sect. If any disciples die for some reason, then the vacant quotas will be found to fill the quotas..."

"In this way, the Heavenly Lord commanded hundreds of thousands of people, and the 64 Laojun disciples were the true core of the Tianmen Dao. Not all the Tianmen Dao disciples could enjoy the so-called eternal life?" Tian Hou was also surprised when he knew the big secret of the Tianmen Dao. He knew that the slogan of the Tianmen Dao was to make the people believe that the Taishang Laojun came to the world. Those ordinary people only thought that as long as they believed in Laojun and believed in the Tianmen Dao, they could live forever after Laojun came to the world. Now it seems that hundreds of thousands of people were just chess pieces of the Tianmen Dao, and the real disciples of the Tianmen Dao were only 64.

"So you are very lucky." General Jin said slowly: "We have been following you for a long time, because God feels that you are qualified to be a disciple of Laojun!"

"Where is the God of Heaven?" Tian Hou pondered for a moment and finally asked, "Who is the God of Heaven?"

General Jin smiled and said, "God is everywhere, God is God. Maybe one day you will meet God... Tian Hou, I will ask you for the last time, are you willing to enter my Taoist sect and become one of the sixty-four Laojun disciples?"

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ps: I would like to thank Romantic for his two good friends. They have always been supporting the two friends. Although the number is not large, they have been encouraging the desert every now and then. The desert does not like or is embarrassed to ask everyone for support. After all, subscription is already everyone's greatest support. If you ask for support more, it would be a bit difficult. However, including the above two and many good brothers and sisters, they often support the desert. Although the desert didn't say much, they were really grateful. It was a great affirmation of the desert. Whether it was one or ten yuan, it could warm people's hearts.

Here I would like to say thank you to every brother and sister who gave the desert rewards and support. Desert will do its best and will not disappoint you.
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