According to the information, Li Shimin is now in the palace, but he can't find where it is. This is luck!

If Li Yuan could use Li Shimin to kill him, it would be a complete change of the general trend. Li Tang was no longer a big concern!

Thinking of this, Wu Xin was really a little excited and looked forward to it...

Gao Shilian asked why countless forces such as Chunyang Palace, the three major Buddhist temples, and many other demon sects were recruited by Li Tang and balanced. It was said that because Li Guo, a powerful enemy, was eyeing him and foreign enemies were threatening, they could temporarily unite.

Wu Xin thought that Li Tang had great luck, and many geniuses, talents, etc. were deliberately or unintentionally led to Li Tang. If Wu Xin had not intercepted Hu Hu many times, Luo Shixin, Yuchi Gong, Du Fuwei and many other generals from the country, they would have been Li Tang's ministers!

The saying of luck is mysterious and mysterious, and it is difficult to describe it in words, but it does exist, just like the luck that ordinary people say!

When luck comes, you can pick up gold, silver and treasures if you fall; when luck is bad, you can choke to death if you drink water!

"Destroy relatives for justice?"

Li Yuan's expression froze and murmured, and couldn't help but look at his eldest son Li Jiancheng beside him.

Since what Li Wang Wuxin is not talking about the eldest son Li Jiancheng, then he is the second son Li Shimin?

"The King of Tang thinks slowly, maybe I can't do anything to the King of Tang? The King of Tang's family was saved by the Lord. Even if they were killed by the Lord, they would just be taken back. The King of Tang has lived a lot more days..."

Seeing Li Yuan’s reaction, Wu Xin said again, and finished speaking, and slapped out with a palm:

"Prior to control the mountains and rivers!"

Moving mountains and mountains is a magical power, which requires consumption of power. Wu Xin can only be used two or three times, so naturally it cannot be used more.

With one palm, the mountains, rivers and the country emerged, with power as powerful as the power of the country, as if it was a million miles away from the territory of the country. It condensed into a ball and turned into a Wuxin method. The power can destroy the world and turn the earth.

"Amitabha! The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and turning back is the shore. As the emperor, why should King Li create a vast amount of karma?"

A sound like a bell came out, and an old monk wearing a purple gold robe appeared in front of Li Yuan like a teleportation and hit him with a palm:

"Tathagata's Divine Palm!"

In the dazzling golden light, a few feet of palm condensed out, and shot it out, and saw the storm surge...

One zhang, ten zhang, hundred zhang, thousand zhang...

When the palm of your hand slapped hundreds of meters away, it surged to an astonishing size of a thousand feet, far exceeding the scale of the fairyland. Its power is as powerful as the giant palm, and its power is rising steadily, and it can destroy everything, which is extremely amazing.

"boom……"

Palm controls mountains and rivers vs. Tathagata's magic palm.

The sound of deafening sounds shook the Eastern Capital, and the mountains, rivers, the country and the giant palms of the sky collapsed, turning into a storm of vitality visible to the naked eye, ravaging the surroundings, shattering dozens of palaces, and countless other guards were lifted up. The sand was filled with mist and gravel was gravel.

"Mingxin bald donkey, are you looking for death?! I will go to Wanfo Temple later..."

The sword was full of energy and the Hongbo, who was crazy about destroying the palace, roared his eyelids and scolded him angrily.

One of the four major Buddha temples, the pillar of the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple, is the magistrate of the Mingxiang Monk.

"Sword splits the universe!"

In the midst of anger, Hongbo slashed out with a sword from a distance, and the sharp sword light shone on the heaven and earth, and his power could be torn apart and split everything, and it was unstoppable.

"Amitabha……"

The monk Mingxiang did not fight back, and his voice proclaimed a Buddha's name in a distant voice. His body slowly floated up in the void, but he was sitting cross-legged, as if the Buddha fell on the lotus platform:

"Ten Thousand Buddhas go to the sect, and the Ming King will not move!"

While floating, the golden Buddha light in the body of the monk Mingxiang was blooming, and there were also dozens of feet of Buddha Dharma images that were large and small, suppressing the heaven and earth.

Countless golden "卍" characters are like snowflakes, the sound of Sanskrit is masterpiece, golden lotus surging on the ground, and countless pocket-sized versions of the Buddha's phantoms come from the void, constantly integrating into the body of the Buddha's Dharma image and the wise monk, making it more solid, dazzling and majestic.

The sword energy that teared the sky and the earth slashed down, slashing on the Buddha's Dharma image, causing the swastika to riot, the golden light trembled, and countless cracks appeared in the Buddha's body, but they did not split.

"Wanfo Temple is well-known, but... do you want to stop the orphans and the seven immortals?"

Wu Xin stepped on the void and approached with a momentum. He looked at Li Yuan, Li Jiancheng, Pei Ji and others, and then looked at the Mingxiang Monk and said slowly.

Tathagata's Divine Palm and Wanfo Chaozong are one of the most powerful and famous techniques in Buddhism, and are also the unique skills of Wanfo Temple, the four major Buddha temples, but they were all cultivated by the Mingxiang Divine Monks, and their power is indeed amazing!

"Amitabha! If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? In ancient times, ancestors cut flesh and feed eagles. I sacrificed my body to purify King Li's karma, which is also an infinite merit!"

The monk obviously floated in the air without being moved, his voice was like a Buddha's verse, his tone was calm and contained the Buddha's aggregate that calmed his mind, and he said slowly.

"hehe……"

Wu Xin chuckled lightly, raised his right palm slowly, and his light and shadows all over his body were in a mess, and there were shadows of mountains, rivers, and the country and countless small figures, as if they gathered together mountains, rivers, and billions of people, the power of the explosion was imagined.

"Slow down..."

Li Yuan clenched his fists, exposed his blue veins, and he gritted his teeth and shouted loudly. He paused, staring at Wu Xin with a bright look and said:

"This time it's indeed my Tang Dynasty... I'm sorry to my benefactor! Will you kill your relatives alone for justice? Your benefactor will retreat and abide by the eternal rules?"

The eternal rule is that immortals do not involve themselves in the world, and they will not use immortals to deal with hostile forces. The latter is the key point.

"Um?"

Wu Xin was stunned, looking at Li Yuan in surprise and confusion.

Could it be that Li Yuan really wants to kill Li Shimin to calm his anger?

Is there such a good thing?

"Amitabha! See the donor of King Li!"

At this moment, a figure wearing a purple gold robe appeared in the sky and walked straight towards Wu Xin where he was, and solemnly bowed to the Tao.

"What? Do you want to participate in Daxiangguo Temple? Is it the meaning of the humble monk, or the meaning of the Daxiangguo Temple, or the meaning of the Great Sui court?"

Wu Xin frowned, looked at the monk who appeared calmly, and asked slowly.

"The King of Li misunderstood! I showed up and just wanted to tell you that the Chunyang Palace is weak now, and the monsters are moving abnormally, and there are signs of explosion. The fairyland is the main force of guarding the main force, and the loss in the internal strife is the loss of billions of human races. How can the eternal covenant be easily broken?"

The humble monk bowed without any distortion and said calmly.

"What the Humble Daoist said is very true. Now that the monsters are about to break out, our human race is really not suitable for internal fighting. At least the fairyland cannot be damaged internally. Please leave Wang Sansi!"

A middle-aged man wearing a Taoist robe but wearing a Confucian crown, neither a monk nor a Taoist nor a Confucian, who looked like a four-dimensional person, came to echo the Tao in the air.

Xuanming Zhenren!

He does not belong to any force, he is a representative of the casual cultivator.

"Where are you when many immortals joined forces to attack us? Let's stop talking nonsense. They can collude with foreign races and outside the territory. They still care so much? How can they explain to the billions of people who died in vain?"

Wu Xin frowned and spat coldly without any hesitation, paused, too lazy to pay attention to the two immortals, looked at the Tang King Li Yuan and asked:

"Now, the most important thing is the decision of the King of Tang. Otherwise, even if the strong people from outside the domain come to help, it will be useless unless they can protect the King of Tang forever. In addition to the Tang Kingdom, there are also Beidi, Wei Kingdom, Xia Kingdom, Beiyan, and even Shaolin, Wanfo, Baima, Daxiang Kingdom Temple, etc.... The lonely people lead the crowd to visit one by one!" (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!