Yang Xiuqing stood on a newly built earthen altar. When he was a child, he once had a dream. He dreamed that he was standing on a high platform, speaking loudly, and the audience was filled with darkness. He doesn¡¯t know whether this is fate or because this dream has changed him and made him work hard towards this dream. Anyway, this dream appeared in reality. He did not tell anyone that from the moment he was named the Eastern King in Yong'an and was ordered to control the kings, the entire Taiping Heavenly Kingdom was in his heart. The only person who was not in his heart was Hong Xiuquan. If we want to say that among the entire Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, he The person who is most fearful is Hong Xiuquan, who is ignored by many people on many occasions. Except for Hong Xiuquan, the monks also had a layer of fog on their bodies, which made them feel unreal. The more loyal those who were to him, the clearer they were in his heart. He couldn't actually see them, but It felt like seeing them being respectful in front of me. Suddenly, it rained silently in the sky. Yang Xiuqing stood on the altar made of earth, and each of his soldiers brought different news. These news, like streams and hills, gathered in his heart and turned into a map. Armies appeared on the map, the Qing army and the Taiping army, intermingling with each other. He issued orders one after another, and the whole world was like a complicated chess game in his mind. "My heart is clear, the heaven and the earth are in my heart." Such words suddenly appeared in Yang Xiuqing's heart. At this moment, he completely felt that he was different. He was no longer the Yang Xiuqing he was before, and he no longer felt sorry for those monks. Afraid and afraid. This time, there were a total of twenty-four battles outside the city around Guilin. The Taiping Army won more and lost less. Among the many Qing troops who came to rescue, all of them were defeated. The only one who won three out of three battles was the Qing army. Zhongjiang Zhongyuan's Hunan army of more than 500 people. But Xiang Rong did not leave the city in the end, which made Yang Xiuqing's goal of luring Xiang Rong out of the city to seize Guilin City in vain. But he was in a good mood, because almost all the reinforcements outside the city were disabled, and those among the Qing troops Several monks have died, and among the remaining monks, Yang Xiuqing believes that no one dares to fall into it easily again. The chaotic battle that raged around Guilin City for three days and three nights finally ended. For many people, including the monks, it was a chaotic battle because they did not understand the entire battle situation. However, for Yang Xiuqing, each battle was a chaotic battle. The chaos was all caused by him. It was still the same altar, but Hong Xiuquan did not appear. Yang Xiuqing stood at a high place. He was sharp and confident, and when Yi Yan saw Yang Xiuqing for the first time, although he had The aura of the world, but more of the radiant charm, which makes people admire him unconsciously. Of course, that refers to him among ordinary people, but now there is a touch of domineering in him, That is the aura formed after being in power for a long time and commanding so many battles. This aura can resist the prying eyes of practitioners. Generally speaking, this is also a kind of condensation of evil spirits, such as the official aura of an official, the kingly aura of an emperor, the murderous aura of a general, the awe-inspiring aura of some scholars and those with inner thoughts. The righteousness of a person with a strong will. These can all be called evil spirits, which arise from the original mind. "Yi Yanzhong classifies it as meaning born from the heart, which is thick and combined with evil spirits. This evil spirit is an internal evil spirit. The evil spirits born from the heart on Yang Xiuqing are already threatening. Yi Yan was thinking in his mind. At this moment, Yang Xiuqing's eyes swept towards him. He suddenly felt like he was being analyzed by this gaze. He was slightly frightened and thought to himself: "After the internal evil gathers, will it be accompanied by magical powers?" And born? Yes, it must be like this. Although the external practice methods have changed, the spiritual power has disappeared, and the evil spirits have replaced it, the essence of the soul has not changed. Supernatural powers are born from the heart, and internal evil spirits are born from the heart. When it manifests externally, it is often accompanied by supernatural powers." This is Yi Yan's final conclusion. "Master Qisu, you disobeyed the order and released the enemy general privately. Do you know your crime?" Yang Xiuqing's voice was not loud, but it was very serious and hard. Yi Yan stood in the crowd. After Yang Xiuqing finished speaking, he sighed in his heart. He said: "Finally here." He still called Yi Yan Qisu. Although he knew Yi Yan's real name, the name Yi Yan had always used since he came here was Qisu. Yi Yan turned out from the crowd, stood among the rows of people, and looked up at Yang Xiuqing. "Come on, military advisor, Wu Lan Tai has been hit by my spell and will die within three days." Yi Yan said. "Oh, really? As far as I know, you are not good at curses. Why are you so sure that Ulantai will die within three days? Since he has escaped, how come there is no cure? Are you deceiving me or not? King of Heaven?" This was a bit harsh. Yi Yan knew that Yang Xiuqing had already wanted to kill him, but he never had the chance, and this timeIt seemed like just an ordinary inquiry, but Yi Yan was probably sure that as long as he found a reason and excuse, he would definitely strike hard and make himself irrecoverable. This was consistent with his style of commanding the army to customize strategies. Yi Yan knew that he had nothing to say, so he stretched out his right hand, and a flame rose up in the palm of his right hand, burning quietly without any warmth. However, all the monks standing beside him became vigilant. Although he couldn't feel the temperature of the flame in Yi Yan's palm, he could clearly feel the danger of the flame with his unique keen perception. "This is the Sun Essence Fire." Yi Yan said lightly. As he finished speaking, his right hand suddenly closed slowly, and the flame in his palm continued to shrink, and finally he held it tightly in his palm, and then Then he heard the sound of a spell emerging from the trembling corners of Yi Yan's lips. The surrounding monks listened carefully one by one. They wanted to hear how the spell was formed from the sound of the incantation. When the incantation of a spell is still so long, it means that the person who uses the spell actually understands the spell. Not very skilled yet. Otherwise, several long spells can be merged into one syllable, which can bloom in nothingness in an instant. The spells and mantras learned in the void are often weird and unfamiliar. Each syllable has its own unique meaning. People who recite them often seem to be talking in a dream. Only when they are truly understood and fully comprehended can they be able to transform the spells. For the sake of simplicity, this is also because some people are very simple. The spell was completed in one breath, which would give ordinary people a feeling of depression and suffocation. The moment the spell stopped, Yi Yan opened his mouth and blew out a breath into his clenched palm. There was a faint blue aura in that breath, and the breath of spiritual energy blew Below, a black smoke surged out of Na's palm. The black smoke looked extremely strange in the void. It spread rapidly, and a faint black smoke filled the void. The monks were all on guard, wondering what Yi Yan was going to do, but suddenly, someone among the monks said, "This is fire poison." Yes, this is indeed fire poison, and it is also the poisonous gas of the sun's essence fire. Some monks used magic and customs to block the black smoke from approaching, but found that the black smoke only paused slightly and then wrapped around his body again. He couldn't help but change his spells, and the brilliance surged around his body, but it was still like that, unstoppable. .