Mo Gong is the highest-level person in this world.

This fact is so clear, just like he was standing in the palace covered with snow in black at this time, and could see it at a glance.

Logically speaking, he shouldn't have stood here, but he stood here and no one dared to ask.

There were some claw marks left on the snow, which were the traces of blue birds flying in the sky.

Mr. Mo no longer looked at the sky, but looked at the claw marks and thoughtful.

In the pay room outside the imperial city wall, Grand Secretary Zhang looked at the cup of tea that was gradually disappearing, and was also thinking.

An official stood in front of him with a nervous expression.

The commander of the Imperial Army pushed open the door and walked in with Xueli, saying solemnly: "The people in Cangzhou are staring at me, just worried that the dead soldiers will sneak into the palace in advance, and then the scholars gathered outside the palace. If they are not dispersed as soon as possible, they will be used by those who are interested."

The Grand Secretary gently pushed the teacup with his index finger to a place slightly far away from the edge of the table, and said, "If there is any movement in Your Majesty's Palace, the Imperial Guard will move."

Hearing this sentence, the official's expression changed drastically. He knelt directly in front of him with a bang, and said anxiously: "Sir, never!"

The Grand Secretary glanced at the man deeply and said nothing.

The official said in a slight voice: "Your Majesty ordered Prince Jing to enter the capital. The situation in the court suddenly became unstable and the public opinion was surging. How could such a good opportunity be missed?"

This sentence does not explain, but the meaning is very clear. Whether His Majesty the Emperor wants to kill Prince Jing or Prince Jing wants to kill the monarch, the court can do many things in the chaos, and there is no need to bear any charges afterwards. No matter how you look at it, this is the best opportunity for the Grand Secretary, or even a perfect opportunity.

Even the Imperial Commander was a little shaken, looking at the Grand Secretary and waiting nervously for his final decision. Seeing that Grand Secretary Zhang was still silent, the official had some hope and advised again: "Even if Your Majesty is really prepared, Mo Gong is in the palace. As long as he takes action... what can't be solved?"

"Brother Mo only acts for the justice of the world in this life, how could he act for your and my selfish wishes?"

Grand Secretary Zhang stood up and walked to the window, looking at the depths of the palace that he couldn't see, thinking about the friend who had known him for decades, and fell silent again.

With Prince Jing's wisdom and ability, since he could bring Mo Gong into the palace, he would naturally convince him to take action. Today's opportunity is really great. No matter how wise and foolish Your Majesty is, he will not be able to withstand this storm. But why does he still feel something is wrong?

His eyes passed through the palace walls and the wind and snow, as if he saw the scene of Mo Gong standing in the snow, and felt that something very important was happening there.

Mo Gong stood in the wind and snow, and many people also stood in the wind and snow.

The people and scholars gathered outside the palace gate cried constantly in the wind and snow, begging Your Majesty to ensure the safety of Prince Jing so as not to fall into terrible wars, such as those cavalrymen who were ready to go on the streets, and those Cangzhou strong men who were always ready to break into the palace. Not far from the main hall, several eunuchs who had castrated themselves into the palace ten years ago were wearing feathered clothes and quietly approached by the cover of the wind and snow. Except for the childish face and themselves, no one knew that they were dead soldiers sent to the palace in Cangzhou.

These things in the capital of Chu State today are like the claw marks that the blue bird deliberately left in the snow. They seem to have nothing to do with each other, but in fact they have extremely secret and mysterious connections.

What will these things eventually turn into? These people will eventually live or die, and they will have to wait for the end of the game of chess.

But the game of chess was in a pause at this time.

The boy looked at the wind and snow in the distance, and his thick eyebrows raised like a sword.

This is the illusion of the Qingtianjian, not the real world. The practitioners here cannot ascend, so why does there be a heavenly tribulation? Then he remembered the sentence he heard when he first entered here many years ago - the highest level of practice in this world can only reach the perfect Golden Elixir to the first infant, that is, the first realm of the world, and can no longer be improved.

Is it because someone in this world has touched the realm above the first infant?

Such things should have happened in the Qingtianjian in the past. The monks here are not real lives, and they must have been erased.

But this time... Tongyan felt the change in the breath of Fengxue, and his emotions were a little complicated because he knew who the person was about to break the disaster.

Mo Gong is a great scholar, a great calligrapher, and the highest level of practitioner in hundreds of years.

He is a young friend with a young face and a close friend of Grand Secretary Zhang. He came to the capital of Chu today not to kill the emperor, but to peace in the world.

But as Grand Secretary Zhang thought, since Tong Yan could persuade him to come to the capital, there would definitely be a way to persuade him to take action against Jing Jiu.

But the baby face was very hesitant at this time.

If Mr. Mo chose to break the disaster, it would inevitably be the result of death and the Tao would disappear, which would have a fatal impact on his situation.

Whether from the position of Mo Gong or his own, it seems that he should find a way to make Mo Gong choose not to respond to the heavenly disaster.

The problem is that Tongyan is a cultivator. He knows very well the feeling of the great way ahead. The so-called "hearing the Tao in the morning and dying in the evening" means that. He doesn't want Mo Gong to miss this opportunity because he himself.

"What would you choose?"

Tongyan suddenly looked at Jing Jiu and asked, "It's naturally not the next move, but Mo Gong's choice."

Jing Jiu glanced at him and said nothing.

In his opinion, this is not something that needs to be chosen, life should go in that direction.

The wind and snow are getting faster and faster, and the pictures in the palace are becoming more and more blurry.

Time passes slowly.

Mr. Mo stood in the snow, still not moving.

Jing Jiu moved.

He picked up a black chess and put it on the board.

Click!

A very thick lightning suddenly fell from the sky, passing through countless snowflakes and slamming into the palace!

Countless screams sounded inside and outside the imperial city, and riots began.

Tongyan's body became a little stiff, I don't know if it was a coincidence or something.

Jing Jiu said, "Go and have a look."

Liu Shisui glanced at Tongyan, walked out of the palace gate with an umbrella, and came to the palace square.

The will to enshrine the palace has been issued. Even if the sky thunder falls, the outside of the palace is in chaos and no one comes in.

A broken hole appeared on the snow like a white felt, as if it was burned by a light, and several cracks appeared around it.

The edge of Mo Gong's clothes was a little burnt. He looked at the sky silently, with no fear in his eyes, only fighting spirit, and his right hand had already landed on the sword.

Liu Shisan looked at him quietly, waiting for him to make the final decision.

...

...

The wings broke through the snow, and the blue bird flew over and fell gently on the table.

It did not see Mo Gong in the snow, so the real world practitioners outside the Echo Valley did not see the scene of the sky thunder falling.

It did not look at the pieces on the chessboard, but looked at Jing Jiu, his eyes full of inquiry and confusion.
Chapter completed!