80 Years Of Signing-In At The Cold Palace, I Am Unrivalled

　　　　 Lin Tianyuan took two paintings and returned to the Forbidden City.

　　 There are two paintings in the conference hall.

　　 The two paintings were folded. Although Lin Tianyuan did not believe that the two paintings could solve the problem of Buddhism, he did not dare to open it.

　　 Lin Jiufeng's words, he still wants to listen.

　　 "Call Cangshan and Beihai." Lin Tianyuan thought for a while and ordered.

　　 An **** immediately went to call someone.

　　 Cangshan and Beihai are a pair of brothers, who have always been casual cultivators, but their talents are very good. In the early stage of the aura recovery, they broke through the realm of martial arts.

　　 With the rebellion of the Taiping prince, Lin Tianyuan felt a great crisis and began to recruit these casual repair masters.

　　 The two of them came, and they have been helping Lin Tianyuan with things.

　　 Lin Tianyuan prepared a lot of resources for them, and each took what they needed.

　　 After a while, two old men walked in, each clasped their fists and said, "I have seen your Majesty!"

　　 "Two, I hope you will go to Jiangnan." Lin Tianyuan said.

　　 Cangshan and Beihai looked at each other, very embarrassed.

"Your Majesty, it's not that the ministers are unwilling, but that Shaolin Temple and Xuankong Temple are very powerful. Although our brothers are martial sages, they have only entered the level of knowing fate. In the face of these two great powers that have passed on for thousands of years, they still don't look enough. "Yes." Cangshan said bitterly.

　　 He doesn't want to go to Jiangnan.

　　Who doesn't know what happened between Buddhism and this Emperor Ming of the Emperor of the Feathering God?

　　 Let them go to the Jiangnan area at this time. Isn't that death?

　　 Although they had a very comfortable life under Lin Tianyuan, they were willing to perform some dangerous tasks for Lin Tianyuan.

　　 But there is a difference between danger and death.

　　 Lin Tianyuan, of course, knew what these two people were thinking, and said, "It's not that you are going to deal with these two forces, but that you are going to announce the imperial edict. After the two forces have listened to it, they agreed that you don't need to do it."

　　 Cangshan and Beihai still did not agree.

　　 agreed that there is no need to do it.

　　 Then do you not agree?

　　 Beihai is a chubby old man. He has an honest personality and can't help asking: "What if... they don't agree?"

　　 Lin Tianyuan picked up the two paintings Lin Jiufeng had given, and said, "One person has one painting. If they don't agree, you can open this painting."

　　 Cangshan and Beihai stared at the painting in Lin Tianyuan's hand with suspicious eyes.

What is this?

　　 Can two paintings balance the two powers that have been passed down for thousands of years?

　　 They are like Lin Tianyuan, they don't believe me.

　　 Therefore, they still refused to agree.

　　 "These two paintings were painted by the senior in the imperial capital." Seeing that they refused to agree, Lin Tianyuan had to tell the truth.

　　 Cangshan and Beihai looked at Lin Tianyuan in surprise.

　　 "Is that the senior from ten years ago?" Cangshan asked excitedly.

　　 More than ten years ago, when the spiritual energy only recovered, the two of them had not broken through the martial arts.

　　 I heard that the terrifying predecessor of the imperial capital at that time slashed the nine martial sages with a single sword.

　　 Now more than ten years have passed, and both of them have entered the second step of Wusheng, the realm of fate.

　　 How strong is that senior?

　　 Cangshan said excitedly: "That senior really said it?"

　　 "Yes, I'll ask him how to calm the Jiangnan situation. He told me that it's OK to do so, so I asked you to go." Lin Tianyuan told the truth.

　　 If you don't tell the truth, no one will go stupidly.

　　 If you send those low-powered people, it will not be effective. I am afraid that you will not even be able to enter the gates of Shaolin Temple and Xuankong Temple.

　　 Cangshan and Beihai looked at each other and nodded to each other.

　　 "Your Majesty, our brothers took this matter." Cangshan said solemnly.

　　 Lin Tianyuan was overjoyed and hurriedly said: "Don't worry, I will tell the world about this matter, so that the world will know that you are going to Jiangnan with the imperial edict, and there should be no problem by then."

　　 Cangshan and Beihai nodded.

　　 announced to the world that their safety is an extra guarantee.

　　 "Also, don't open these two paintings before that time. They will kill people, so remember." Lin Tianyuan exhorted, this was also Lin Jiufeng exhorted him.

　　 The two people became serious now.

　　 "Your Majesty, rest assured, we promise to complete the task." The two said at the same time.

　　 "I will write the imperial decree for you, and you will go to a Buddhist monastery." Lin Tianyuan began to write the imperial decree. After thinking about it, he scolded fiercely, suddenly thinking like a fountain, and writing literary talents.

　　 "Let's take the south of the Yangtze River, I will tell the world immediately." Lin Tianyuan handed the imperial edict to them and said.

　　 Cangshan and Beihai bowed and retreated, holding the two paintings of the imperial edict and Lin Jiufeng, with a mission, they went down to the south of the Yangtze River.

　　 From the moment they left the Forbidden City, Yuhua Shenchao began to publicize this matter.

　　 Ming Emperor Lin Tianyuan wrote two imperial edicts, which were carried by two martial sages, and went down to the south of the Yangtze River to read the imperial edicts at Shaolin Temple and Xuankong Temple.

　　 The whole world is waiting for Lin Tianyuan's counterattack, waiting for the counterattack of the Yuhua Shenchao.

　　 As soon as the news came out, it spread all over the land of China.

　　 is faster than Cangshan and Beihai Xiajiangnan.

　　 They are martial sages, they are very fast, but before they reach Jiangnan, the news spread all over Jiangnan.

　　 Shaolin Temple and Hanging Temple got news.

　　 Shaolin Temple remained silent, as if he had not heard anything, and did not express any opinions.

　　 They develop their own temples under their command, none of which will be demolished.

　　 It is the people of Xuankong Temple who are bluntly welcome.

　　 "Enter my Hanging Temple, shave off the three thousand troubles, and forget the flies in the world. We will save these two messengers."

　　 This is a naked threat. The Xuankong Temple is as arrogant as ever. They are monks, but they act very domineering. They have always been like this.

　　 When Cangshan and Beihai arrived in Jiangnan, it was already two days later.

　　 In just two days, rumors in the south of the Yangtze River were falling, countless sects, descendants of aristocratic families, outstanding casual cultivators of UU reading www.uukanshu.com, all gathered in Shaolin Temple or Hanging Temple.

　　 They want to know how these two Buddhist schools will deal with Emperor Ming's messengers and how they will deal with the imperial edicts that come?

　　 There are so many people, it is very lively.

　　 Everyone is looking forward to the arrival of Cangshan and Beihai.

　　 scared them all.

　　 "It seems to be a big trouble." Cangshan said with an ugly expression.

　　 "What are you afraid of? There are paintings by predecessors, I believe it will be possible." Beihai trusts Lin Jiufeng.

　　 It is not easy for Lin Jiufeng to believe in Lin Jiufeng who have never met before.

　　 "I also believe that since they are here, there is no reason to retreat." Cangshan took a deep breath and asked, "Where are you going?"

　　 Beihai stretched out his hand and said firmly: "I'm going to Shaolin Temple!"

　　 "Then I will go to the Xuankong Temple and leave here!" Cangshan clasped his fists.

　　 "Take care!" Beihai said solemnly.

　　 "There are predecessors' paintings, it's okay." Cangshan smiled and believed himself.

　　 They went to different places, but at the same time came to the foot of Fomen Mountain.

　　 This scene was seen by countless people, and everyone was watching them.

　　 The doors of Shaolin Temple and Xuankong Temple were also open, allowing two people to come in.

　　 Cangshan and Beihai took the imperial decree, carried Lin Jiufeng's painting in their pockets, and stepped firmly on the steps.

　　...

　　 Imperial capital, cold palace!

　　 Lin Jiufeng lay on the cold jade bed, closed his eyes and rested, silently comprehending.

　　 "Have you broken through the gods on earth?" the little white cat asked curiously.

　　 It has been asking Lin Jiufeng this question these past few days.

　　 But Lin Jiufeng never answered it.

　　 The little white cat is persevering.

　　 "You will know in about two days." Lin Jiufeng said softly.