Chapter 156: What a nice head! Who will chop it off?
Hearing Li Daoxuan's words, Yang Guang shook his head.
"I did order him to be beheaded, but the official supervising the execution said that before his death, Pan Dan said that the emperor had no blessings and that he would become an immortal after his death. So I sent people to check Pan Dan's tomb and found no body inside, only a shoe."
Li Daoxuan stared at him and said, "So you are beginning to regret it and think that he can really make the elixir of immortality?"
Yang Guang did not answer this question, but continued: "Later, rebellions arose everywhere in the country, and my health began to deteriorate. I had no energy to handle government affairs, and my hair began to grow white."
"At this time, Pan Dan appeared again and offered the elixir of immortality."
Li Daoxuan asked curiously, "Can that elixir really make people immortal?"
"Whether I can really live forever, I don't know, but after taking the golden elixir, my white hair turned black, and I regained my strength. I was able to tour Jiangdu, build a temporary palace, and prepare for the third expedition to Liaodong..."
Li Daoxuan's mouth twitched. My goodness, everything you do is accelerating the demise of the Sui Dynasty.
If you behave yourself, recuperate and live a comfortable life like an emperor, you may be able to live a little longer. But after taking the elixir, you will bring about your own destruction.
"Later, the situation deteriorated. Even though I had great ambitions, I was unable to restore the country. I was so discouraged that I hid in the palace and ignored government affairs. At this time, Pan Dan made a suggestion."
Li Daoxuan's eyes lit up and he asked, "Transform you into a drought demon?"
"Yes, Pan Dan said that Hanba has the power to move mountains and fill the sea. If I become Hanba, I can regain power and wipe out the rebels. Moreover, Hanba's body can also be immortal, and I can become the king for eternity!"
These words are indeed very tempting, especially for an emperor who is at the end of his rope.
"What about Pan Dan? Why would he help you like this?"
"I promised him that after the mission was accomplished, I would make him a king of a different surname, build many temples for him, collect Taoist scriptures from all over the world, and help him become an immortal."
After a pause, Yang Guang sneered and said, "It's a pity that he is a villain who doesn't keep his word. Although I am alive, I have not become a drought demon. Otherwise, how could you defeat me?"
Li Daoxuan finally understood the whole story.
But he still had a question.
"You have always blamed Pan Dan for betraying you, but how can you be sure that Pan Dan is still alive? Maybe he has encountered an accident in the past ten years, so your Hanba body is not perfect."
Yang Guang shook his head and said something that made Li Daoxuan's scalp tingle.
"Pan Dan is definitely still alive, because I saw him in the cave during the day, although only for a moment."
Li Daoxuan was shocked. He had seen it during the day. Wasn’t that when they had just broken the Seven Skeletons Formation and entered the cave?
In other words, Pan Dan was in the cave at that time, and even followed them secretly?
So it's not just zombies following them?
Li Daoxuan immediately became very wary of Pan Dan. This man was lurking in the Sui Dynasty and his plans were profound and unknown.
It’s just that Pan Dan had been planning carefully for so long, and when it was about to succeed, it was disrupted by himself and others, causing the plan to fail. Why didn’t he step forward to stop it?
Are you not good at fighting?
Li Daoxuan put away his thoughts and shook his head. Since he couldn't figure it out for the time being, he would just take whatever benefits he could get.
What kind of reward will Yang Guang, who is at the Half-Step Hanba realm, give to himself?
"I have finished my questions. Please go on your way."
After saying that, Li Daoxuan patted the Longyin Sword Box behind him.
Clang!
The Chixia sword was unsheathed and slashed towards Yang Guang's neck, trying to chop off his head.
Yang Guang closed his eyes and welcomed his final destination.
clang!
However, with a flash of sparks, Li Daoxuan's Chixia sword hit his neck and was directly blown away.
The Chixia Sword flew into Li Daoxuan's hand, spinning like a drunken butterfly.
Li Daoxuan held the sword with both hands, mobilized all his strength, and slashed towards Yang Guang's neck again.
Although this sword did not use any magical powers to control the heavens and the earth, his strength was no less than a thousand pounds. Even a piece of pure gold or black iron would be cut in half by him.
But the embarrassing thing was that the stone Yang Guang was leaning on was cracked, but his neck was unharmed.
On the other hand, Li Daoxuan was knocked back several steps, his palms were numb, and the Chixia Sword was still shaking.
Li Daoxuan coughed and felt everyone's eyes were looking at him.
Zhang Qianyang felt a little guilty and embarrassed, as if to say, "Is this my disciple? I don't know him."
Xu Qingxuan shook his head and sighed.
Wu Qiubai avoided looking at each other, not knowing what to say.
Even Yang Guang showed a hint of contempt, as if saying, "Can you do it, little Taoist priest?"
The scene was very awkward for a while, and Li Daoxuan's face turned slightly red. He found that he had still underestimated Yang Guang. The opponent's physical strength was probably no less than that of a top-grade magic weapon.
Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of the shadow of the sword stuck in the stone.
Wanren Divine Sword!
Li Daoxuan walked over and stretched out his hand to grab the Wanren Divine Sword.
If the Chixia Sword can't cut it, then the Wanren Sword should be able to do it, and he really wants this sword, so even if he can't get it, it should be okay to borrow it temporarily.
After all, it is a Taoist . Li Daoxuan can't help but like it and want to take the opportunity to play with it.
When Xu Qingxuan saw this, he quickly said, "No, this sword is extremely fierce—"
His words suddenly died down in his stomach, because under the bright moonlight, Li Daoxuan had successfully drawn out the Wanren Sword.
The starry cloud pattern on the sword emitted a faint golden light, as if echoing the stars in the sky.
Li Daoxuan held the hilt of the sword with a frown on his face. He felt a tingling sensation in the palm of his hand, but it was not strong and was bearable.
Looking at this legendary dragon-slaying sword, Li Daoxuan's eyes showed a hint of fondness.
But the Wanren Sword did not seem to particularly approve of him. The sword body trembled slightly, as if it was reluctant but also welcoming, giving people the feeling that it was neither distant nor close.
Li Daoxuan didn't know how shocked Xu Qingxuan was by this scene.
The Wanren Divine Sword is extremely arrogant, and ordinary people have no chance of touching it. In the entire Wanshou Palace, only Xu Qingxuan can rely on the ancestor's bloodline to barely control it, and he has to beg for mercy and serve it well.
Wu Qiubai, the successor of Wanshou Palace, once held it out of curiosity. As a result, he was unable to get out of bed for a month and almost lost the ability to hold a sword in his life.
From this we can see the arrogance of the Wanren Divine Sword.
But Li Daoxuan pulled it out!
Xu Qingxuan looked at Zhang Qianyang and said meaningfully: "I'm afraid your disciple has a very complicated background."
Anyone who can use the magic sword during the fasting period is definitely not an ordinary person. This Li Daoxuan might be the reincarnation of some great figure.
Thinking of his eye between his eyebrows, Xu Qingxuan asked tentatively, "Is it the one from Guanjiangkou?"
Zhang Qianyang laughed and said, "It cannot be said. It cannot be said."
Li Daoxuan held the Wanren Divine Sword and stood in front of Yang Guang again. This time, Yang Guang knew that no more accidents would happen.
He sighed softly, and suddenly felt relieved.
"Young man, I hope you can keep your promise."
Li Daoxuan raised his magic sword and said, "A gentleman's word is his bond."
Yang Guang also smiled slightly and said, "It's hard to catch up with him."
At this moment, the two of them suddenly developed a tacit understanding.
clang!
The sword flashed, and Yang Guang's head flew up and rolled to the ground. His eyes were calm, without a trace of fear.
In the moment before his death, he suddenly remembered a lot of things.
Finally, his memory stopped at a morning with dim light. At that time, he had been deserted by his friends and relatives and was living a life of drunkenness and debauchery in the gentle countryside of Jiangdu.
That morning, he suddenly sobered up.
Looking at himself in the mirror, he turned around and asked his gentle and beautiful wife who had always been loyal to him, "Who would chop off my beautiful head?"
Empress Xiao was shocked and asked him why he said that.
He laughed and said, "Nobility and inferiority, happiness and sorrow, are all caused by the change of dynasties. Even if such a day really comes, what is there to be sad about?"
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Li Daoxuan looked at the head and reached out to close its eyes.
