"I am the great emperor now! The great emperor is not him, but me! He wants to kill me? "
Ji Xiang comforted, "I don’t worry that the people in Lishanhe can’t come to the table mountain river. At most, they are willing to read it or show one or two shapes and spirits. You are not too worried."
"am I worried? I’m not worried at all that the swordsman is afraid!"
Emperor Wanli said on the spot that we should sit up and take notice in three days. Now I have changed my guns and changed my guns. Grandpa Jing Zhen has also cut them!
Do you want to test whether my sword is sharp?
Don’t say anything about kindness and filial piety!
Where can there be normal human relations in Tianjia!
"I can do what I like. It’s not his turn to make irresponsible remarks about me. If he dares to come back, I’ll cut him down."
White-headed man, bearded old thief! I’m sure I’ll let you die in Jiuquan, and then I’ll see if you have the face to meet the 12 th generation emperors.
At this time, Emperor Wanli suddenly realized that Emperor Qin Long would meet Emperor Jiajing and immediately removed all the appliances of Emperor Jiajing and threw them into the garbage pit or warehouse after his death.
Anyone who stands such a mad dog will be afraid.
Emperor Wanli didn’t blame his father as soon as he started. He felt sorry for his childhood!
Fox dragon conveyed two sentences, and his breath was smooth. Emperor Wanli directly sword in the past and showed the majesty of the emperor in front of rare ghosts and gods!
"Fox Dragon, you are the Emperor Jiajing’s chess player?"
When Wanli was furious, he no longer called Jiajing Sejong the direct title call.
At this time, the fox dragon was frightened and ashamed, and Ji Xiang rescued him and asked the fox dragon to write the scriptures of Emperor Jiajing.
"Write?"
"Good or don’t say"
Ji Xiang explained that "words have a spirit, and words speak into words, and the heart starts to wake up the ten gods."
"If you say something, it may attract a peep if it involves some noble, sacred or immortal titles."
"But if you don’t burn what you write, don’t sacrifice it, and don’t fill it with wishes for everyone to read, there will be no problems."
"And when writing, ordinary black ink doesn’t need special liquids such as blood and cinnabar."
The fox dragon did as the North Town Fu Si did. He brought a pen and paper, and when he finished writing it, Ji Xiang discovered that he had never seen this scripture before.
This is probably why Emperor Jiajing wrote his own scriptures to gather wishes …
But at this time, Emperor Wanli was surprised. "Why is this article so like Huang Tianjiao’s" Taiyin Shengguang Shines Yibaojuan "? ！”
"I have read a few residual chapters on the Yellow Heaven Sect before, and there are these paragraphs in it! But he is different! "
In an instant, Emperor Wanli seemed to have lost something and flew into a rage!
"Huang Tianjiao was originally from Emperor Jiajing!"
"The fire Lord may be his disciple!"