A battle of mountain land, which has strayed from the north of Fanchuan in southwest of Chang'an, stretching sixty miles across.

The terrain of its head is high and can be seen by birds of view of Chang'an, just like a dragon's head, so it is named Longshouyuan.

The Eight* of Zhenguan, Li Yuan, who lives in the Da'an Palace in North Garden, Chang'an, is already in a high position.

Ma Zhou, who was the censor at the time, asked Li Shimin to build a palace for the Supreme Emperor to prepare for the clear heat, in order to "be called the top of the country, and filial piety will be great, and filial piety will be obvious to the world" to show filial piety.

Emperor Taizong readily agreed and ordered people to find the palace address, and finally chose Longshouyuan.

After the geography was completed, the construction of a huge new palace was officially launched, called Yong'an Palace.

Zhenguan Jiu*, Yong'an Palace was renamed Daming Palace.

Unfortunately, such a magnificent palace was never completed once Emperor Taizong.

After the death of Emperor Gaozu Li Yuan, the entire project stopped.

Only half of the foundation and some intact palaces always lie between the mountains, like a dormant beast.

Xu is the right time.

The fire in Chang'an reflects half of the sky.

The Yulin Army, who was guarding Longshouyuan, had already shaken the spirit of the army and had all its attention on Chang'an.

But I didn't know that in the dark night, some ghostly shadows approached quietly.

"Is this the Ming Palace?"

"Yes, in the 9th May of Zhenguan, after the death of Emperor Gaozu of Tang Li Yuan in Da'an Palace, the construction of the Daming Palace also stopped. After more than ten times of Zhenguan, the construction of the Daming Palace has been intermittent and has always been truly completed."

The witch Xuezi knew very well about the affairs of the Tang Dynasty. At this time, she read it casually, as if she had a few knowledges.

Gao Jian stared at the palace in front of him with a cold look, his eyes flashed a few times, and he didn't know what he remembered.

The two Goguryeo warriors standing behind him were dressed in black and could not see clearly, but they were both extremely tall.

"Go ahead."

“Wait a little longer.”

Xuezi said: "Waiting for Master Daochen."

"He should have done everything well, and I don't have time to wait."

Gao Jian's voice was filled with a sense of resentment.

Before Xuezi could say anything more, Gao Jian pointed his hand at the palace in front of him and said sternly: "Break the door."

The two Goguryeo warriors following him were shaking, striking like puppets.

"Who?"

There were more than a hundred Yulin soldiers guarding the gate of the Daming Palace in Longshouyuan. After the last incident of Chen Shuozhen, the vigilance here was once again strengthened.

There are now more than 300 Yulin soldiers guarding the Daming Palace.

In front of the palace gate, torches and bonfires reflect the surroundings as bright as day.

Two Goguryeo warriors rushed up and were immediately discovered by the Yulin Army.

After several shouts, the Goguryeo samurai's speed increased instead of decreasing, and rushed towards the palace gate with big strides.

"Shoot the arrow!"

Someone in the Yulin Army shouted angrily.

collapse!

As the bow string sounded sharply, a sharp archer had already drawn his bow, and several white feathered arrows shot towards the Goguryeo warriors like meteors.

Puff!

What shocked the Yulin Army happened. The feather arrows pierced into the invader's chest, one of which even hit the edge of a man.

But these two tall monsters did not reduce their movements at all, as if they were not hit by an arrow.

"Monster...monster!"

Amid the shrill screams, an inhuman roar came.

The palace gate is wide open.

The dark red blood flowed like a snake, flowing from outside the door and into the hall, drawing a winding blood line.

Of course this is not from Gao Jian and Xuezi.

Instead, the Yulin Army guarding outside the gate was torn to pieces by two powerful Goguryeo ghost soldiers under Gao Jian.

If you see the tragic situation outside the door at this time, it will make people suspect that you have seen Shura hell.

There were broken limbs everywhere, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Inside the palace.

The red paint on the twelve thick columns has long been mottled.

Moonlight penetrates through the window, casting a little light on the dark hall.

The ground is like silver frost.

I faintly saw an ancient bronze mirror hanging on the stand in the hall.

The extremely quiet inside the hall forms a strong contrast with the killing poke outside the hall and Chang'an surrounded by flames at this moment.

"Yonghui Yuan*, a strange riot in Chang'an, a white lotus demon Chen Shuozhen stole into the Daming Palace, destroyed the Dragon Broken Stone, and wanted to cut off Li Tang**."

A slightly tired voice sounded from the entrance of the hall gate.

Xuezi and Gao Jian looked back and saw the Baekje Monk Daochen, carrying a string of bone beads, slowly walked in from outside the hall.

The blood flowed outward, but his shoes were spotless and clean as new as new.

"Master Daochen, can we destroy this bronze mirror and break the Tang Dynasty?"

"This mirror cannot be destroyed."

Daochen shook his head and said to Xuezi who was staring at her eyes: "Although the Broken Dragon Stone is destroyed, the Grand Historian of the Tang Dynasty, Li Chunfeng, used the Tang Dynasty mirror and the twelve earthly branches to bridge the yin and yang, regain the dragon energy, and suppress the Tang Dynasty's fortune."

“That’s exactly what we’re here.”

Gao Jian's eyes flashed, as if they were evil spirits from hell.

A hungry ghost who is determined to take revenge.

"Doesn't these mirrors, no matter whether he is Li Chunfeng or Chen Shuozhen, the Tang Dynasty will fall apart, and then all the countries will be able to take a breath."

Gao Jianyu's way of hatred.

Daochen and Xuezi looked at each other. As important figures in Japan and Baekje, they naturally could feel that as the Tang Dynasty's neighbor became increasingly powerful, it brought huge pressure to Goguryeo, Baekje and even Japan, and it also increased every day.

A powerful neighbor is something that no one wants to see.

Only the dead Tang Dynasty is the good Tang Dynasty.

Only this land is in turmoil and war, is the era of Japan, Goguryeo, Baekje and other countries.

No matter how many countries come to pay tribute to Tang envoys, they were forced to do it.

Who doesn’t want to enjoy the coming of the country and be the supreme emperor of the world?

Who would like to lower your proud head and breathe in the Tang Dynasty?

"Speaking of this, we can get a lot of benefits whenever this land is in turmoil."

Daochen put his hands together, and the string of bone beads in his hand was shiny under the moonlight.

This rosary was polished with the bones of the dead man's head. He often recited scriptures in his hands. It was an extremely powerful magic weapon and a symbol of his impending murder.

To become a Buddha and a demon, there is no worries for Daochen.

He has his own Buddha, or the devil Buddha.

Xuezi nodded thoughtfully: "Jizi at the end of the Shang Dynasty was sealed to the land of the Three Hans, and established Jizi Korea, bringing a large number of craftsmen, books, and craftsmen, so that we can develop space. The warlocks of the Qin Dynasty went to sea, Han Zhong, Xu Fu and others brought a lot of craftsman skills, and the Fusu clan at the end of the Qin Dynasty, and many more..."

“That’s exactly that.”

"As long as the Tang Dynasty falls, we can all eat its corpse. Why bother to bend down and ask them to give them a reward of cold rice."

Gao Jian snorted coldly: "I have said enough, do it."

With his low shout, the two Goguryeo ghosts standing behind him made a roar from their throats, and their bodies were low, rushing up like a beast.

Ding ~

The two ghost soldiers had not yet touched the bronze mirror, and in the air, it seemed to hit an invisible wall and bounced away fiercely.

The whole space rippled.

The long whistling sound expanded outward as the bronze mirror fluctuated.

Gao Jian was stunned for a moment, and it seemed that someone had punched him hard in the chest.

He took a few steps back, finally resisting the boredom caused by Yin Xiao, and said in surprise: "What's going on?"

"I said, don't do it easily."

Daochen put his hands together, as if he had expected everything: "Li Chunfeng is an idiot. After the last incident, he had already set up a battle here and would not make people easily succeed."

"Look!"

Following the witch Xuezi's finger.

Gao Jian narrowed his eyes, and in the darkness, with the buzzing of the bronze mirror in the middle, some beams of light appeared.

Looking along the beams of light, he realized that there were actually some slightly smaller bronze mirrors hiding around the hall.

They are near or far, high or low, facing the bronze mirror in the middle at a mysterious node.

Twelve small bronze mirrors, the beams of light emitted gathered on the Qin mirror in the middle of the hall, and seemed to contain some kind of supreme truth of heaven and earth.

The beams gathered into a formation, and a faint golden dragon phantom appeared in the void.

"Golden Dragon!"

"That's right, this is the fate of the Tang Dynasty. Li Chunfeng's magic and Sun Simiao's twelve earthly branches are gathering spiritual energy and reshaping **. This formation has dragon energy to protect the body. If you only use brute force, it will not be broken."

"What should I do?" Gao Jian and Xuezi asked anxiously.

"Look at the chains on the dragon."

As Daochen mentioned, Gao Jian and Xuezi realized that the golden beams of light shot from the bronze mirrors faintly turned into chains and wrapped around the golden dragon, making the golden dragon that had not yet been fully formed unable to escape.

He could only twist the dragon's body in the void and let out a helpless roar.

"We can't move Qin Jing, but we can attack these twelve earthly branches. They should not be underestimated when they gather together, but it is not impossible to defeat them alone."

"Master, what should we do?"

Gao Jian was overjoyed and did not hesitate to bow his head to ask for advice.

"Simple, just..."

Slap sex!

A burst of applause suddenly sounded, interrupting what Daochen was about to say.

He also ordered everyone in the hall to look at the hall gate together.

At this time, people who suddenly appear are enemies but not friends.

The moonlight and firelight penetrated from outside the hall gate and saw the outline of a man's figure vaguely.

He leaned against the palace gate, clapped his hands, and said to Daochen and others: "It's so scheming, so good at planning, but that's the end."

After saying that, he walked into the hall with a horizontal knife.
Chapter completed!