Chapter 391: A Chang'an Rain, Sharpening the Tang Sword
Hongyi Palace.
The sound of wind and thunder woke Li Yuan from his drunken dream. He suddenly opened his eyes and heard the sound of dripping rain washing over this cold and lonely palace.
He opened the window and the damp air hit him in the face. The long wind mixed with raindrops blew his white hair.
Li Yuan's eyes were a little dazed. He suddenly remembered that it had not rained in Chang'an for a long time. Why did it suddenly rain heavily today?
This heavy rain undoubtedly solved the man’s urgent problem.
Li Yuan frowned slightly, his fingers tightly grasped a corner of the window, and his eyes became very complicated.
He looked up and saw a man wearing silver armor and looking as heroic as a god standing in the wind and rain. He held a three-pointed, double-edged sword high in both hands. Countless golden lightning bolts fell and lingered on the blade, slashing towards an old monk.
The stunning blade light split the wind and rain, cut off the thunder, and left a wave of air like a long river in the sky, which seemed to have cracked the sky.
clang!
Golden blood was sprinkled towards Chang'an with the wind and rain. It was the blood of Buddha, the blood of a powerful Buddhist cultivator who had reached the Yangshen realm and had cultivated a golden body. Every drop of it contained vast Buddha power and flowed with rich golden light, which was enough to kill ghosts and gods. But now it was pouring down on the earth like rain.
Li Yuan didn't know Li Daoxuan, but he recognized the old monk.
He was the famous Turkic national teacher, the evil Buddha Maha. During the Wude period, he had been sent as an envoy to the Tang Dynasty and had a high status. The emperor even had to go to meet him in person.
However, the evil Buddha who was so arrogant back then is now in such a state of disgrace...
Li Yuan suddenly felt a little dazed. He didn't want to admit it, but he had to admit that the Tang Dynasty seemed to be getting better and better in Li Shimin's hands, even better than when he was alive.
At least in his time, no one in the whole country dared to stop the evil Buddha.
After watching for a while, Li Yuan suddenly felt discouraged. He closed the window and listened to the sound of rain that was like drumbeats, feeling very annoyed.
He sat down and shouted, "Someone, bring some wine!"
Li Shimin placed him under house arrest, but did not neglect his enjoyment of wine, food and other pleasures.
However, no one responded.
Li Yuan pushed open the door and saw the old eunuch who had followed him for decades looking up, staring intently at the silver armor shining in the sky. He looked like a god of war, with a spirited look in his eyes.
Not only this old eunuch, at this moment, all the eunuchs and palace maids in the entire Hongyi Palace were eagerly watching the fight in the air, either with reverence or excitement, completely forgetting that there was an emperor emeritus here.
"Master Li is so amazing!"
"This chop is so satisfying. Let's see if that Turkic monk can still act arrogantly."
"Just now he tried to launch a sneak attack on Master Li, but Master Li waved his hand and summoned a mountain to knock him down."
"Master Li is not only extremely powerful, but also very handsome. I heard that Taoist priests in Longhu Mountain are not prohibited from marrying. Do you think I have a chance too..."
There was a pretty palace maid with a flushed face, a spring in her eyes, and she looked at the heroic figure with watery gaze.
"Haha, Sister Xiu'er, forget it. Master Li is the reincarnation of Master Erlang, a god from heaven. How could he be interested in you? Why don't you just be my partner?"
"Humph, you're asking for a beating!"
…
Li Yuan listened to the discussions of his servants and remained silent for a long time.
When the eunuchs and maids in the palace talked about Master Li, they actually seemed to be proud of him and shared a common hatred for the Turks. It was obvious that the people of the Tang Dynasty had suffered from the Turks for a long time.
Li Shimin had the help of gods and immortals. It is conceivable that after the Longmen Immortal Meeting, his reputation would be even more prosperous.
After a while, Li Yuan came back to the room with a pot of wine. He drank cup after cup. There seemed to be a storm hidden in his calm eyes. As he drank more wine, his eyes became blurry and he finally fell on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.
Outside the house, a pair of eyes were quietly watching Li Yuan. It was the old eunuch who had followed him for decades.
The old eunuch walked outside the Hongyi Palace, wrote down what he saw with pen and paper, and quietly placed it under the stone lion in the east corner.
Then he pretended nothing had happened and went back to Hongyi Palace, where he stood loyally at the door of the retired emperor's room and continued to watch the battle in the sky.
He knew that it would not be long before someone would take the note and deliver it to the emperor's study.
Your Majesty has placed a pair of eyes beside the retired emperor, watching his every word and action day and night, regardless of the season.
He didn't want to be these eyes, but there was no other way. After all, he is also a human being with emotions and desires, and he has a family.
…
Above the nine heavens, Li Daoxuan held a three-pointed, double-edged sword and continued to chop towards Maha. The rain was chopped into pieces by the sword light and turned into countless drops of water that were invisible to the naked eye.
clang!
There was another knife scar on Maha's golden body, which was deeply sunken and oozing drops of golden blood.
At this moment, this arrogant evil Buddha no longer had any desire to fight. He was flying towards the outside of Chang'an City. His back was almost riddled with holes, and fine cracks appeared on his golden body, like broken porcelain.
If it weren't for his special golden body, comparable to that of an arhat, he would have probably died under Li Daoxuan's knife long ago.
Maha never dreamed that he, a great Yangshen who had dominated the world for decades, would be hunted down so miserably by a junior today. It was truly a great shame and humiliation!
The main reason was that terrifying jade seal, which shattered his Vajra image with just one strike and also damaged his golden body, leaving him seriously injured. Otherwise, how could he have ended up in such a situation?
Until now, Maha still hasn't figured out why Li Daoxuan has such a terrifying magic weapon?
What is the origin of that magic weapon?
Even the Maoshan Sect's Nine Elders Immortal Capital Seal, or the Longhu Mountain's Yangping Zhidu Gong Seal, are definitely not as powerful as this. That jade seal is definitely not something from this human world!
Maha used his magical powers and transformed into a rainbow light. He fled out of the city while bleeding.
What he feared most now was that Li Daoxuan would smash the small seal again. With his current golden body state, he would definitely not be able to withstand it a second time.
Li Daoxuan has taken back the Fantian Seal at this moment, for no other reason than that he can no longer use it.
This thing is worthy of being a magical weapon. Even though it was severely damaged and its power was greatly reduced, it was still powerful and invincible. Just one strike was enough to severely injure Maha, who had cultivated a golden body.
You must know that Maha is the Turkic national teacher, who has reached the late stage of Yangshen cultivation and has also cultivated an indestructible Buddhist golden body. He possesses the domineering magical powers of the Vajra Dharma. Looking around the world, such strong people can probably be counted on ten fingers.
But under the impact of the Fantian Seal, he would be seriously injured and flee in embarrassment.
Li Daoxuan was naturally very happy with such power, but what made him helpless was that the Fantian Seal consumed too much magic power. Without the spirit of the weapon, the Fantian Seal could not be activated by itself and could only rely on Li Daoxuan's magic power.
Even though he now possessed the magic power of the Yang God Realm, he had almost consumed most of it just by using the Fan Tian Seal once. The original time for summoning the gods was a quarter of an hour, but now it was shortened to less than an incense stick of time.
The remaining magic power of Li Daoxuan was not enough to activate the Fantian Seal, so he simply took it back. Relying on his magical powers and the three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand, he concentrated on hunting down Maha, trying to kill him before the end of the summoning of the gods!
"Evil monk, don't run!"
Boom!
Li Daoxuan turned into a flash of lightning and chased after Maha with an unstoppable momentum.
Everyone in Chang'an City saw this scene. Master Li transformed into Master Erlang, murderous and awe-inspiring, while the evil Buddha Maha fled while coughing up blood, not even daring to turn his head back.
"Master Li will win!"
"The Tang Dynasty will win!"
“We will win!”
At this moment, no matter whether they were kings, generals, or ordinary people, they all stopped what they were doing. Their hearts were pounding and their blood was boiling for the same thing. A belief was quietly gathering.
The Tang Dynasty, this newly born empire, finally began to be proud and show its brilliance after suffering oppression and humiliation from the Turks.
