Chapter 73 The man from Qingshan
There is a lonely temple on the other side of the lake. Prince Jingxin has been imprisoned there for many years.
As Tan Zhenren got closer to the chandelier, the atmosphere by the lake became more and more tense.
The people in Shuiyue Temple looked anxious and looked at the archer, waiting for her to make the final decision.
At the beginning, the Divine Emperor was preparing to let Prince Jingxin become a monk in Guocheng Temple, but because of the Taiping Zhenren, Zenzi was extremely dissatisfied with Qingshan and refused this request. So Prince Jingxin came to Shuiyue Temple. Tan Zhenren wanted to take Prince Jingxin away, obviously to let him inherit the position of the Divine Emperor. So what should the current crown prince Jingyao do?
If something happens, how can Shuiyue'an explain to Qingshan Sect?
The lord's eyes kept talking about the real person.
Tan Zhenren's steps seem casual and ordinary, but in fact they carry some mysterious rhythm, which seems to be integrated with the heaven and earth. The lake water is not waved, and the formation of Shuiyue Temple does not produce any sensation. Is this the highest level of Taoist sect?
The temple master knew that he was far from a match for the real person. Even if he launched the formation and all the strong men in Shuiyue Temple could not stop him.
But was it just like this that he just watched him take the man away from Shuiyue Temple?
The palace master suddenly thought of the crazy woman in Qingshan who had caused trouble a few years ago. A look of determination flashed in her eyes and was about to take action.
At this moment, the lake water suddenly rippled, she was slightly stunned, and her eyes gradually returned to calm.
Tan Zhenren didn't know what he sensed, so he turned around and looked at the lake, pondered for a while, but did not get the answer, so he continued to take a step forward.
Just as everyone in Shuiyue Temple was watching, he came to the other side of the lake and walked into the temple.
Prince Jing Xin was wearing a plain cloth dress and had been waiting behind the threshold.
Tan Zhenren's eyes fell on him and found some ink stains on his palm and cloth clothes. He knew that this boy was not as calm as he showed.
"I've met the real person in the head."
Prince Jing Xin gave a deep gift to Tan Zhenren.
Tan Zhenren looked at him quietly, without saying anything, and did not let him get up.
The breeze blew the lake, and the ripples rose again.
The sparse branches trembled slightly.
Time passes slowly.
Prince Jing Xin maintained a bow to the ground and his body trembled slightly.
He understood what it means to talk about real people.
His mother is from the Zhongzhou school. According to seniority, it would be fine if she talked about the real person's journey.
But he knew very well what it meant to kneel down at this time.
That means that the Meihui system, which has lasted for more than 600 years, will end there.
Tan Zhenren did not emit a trace of breath, nor did he mean to suppress him, and he calmly waited for him to make his own decision.
I don’t know how long it took, but Jing Xin finally couldn’t hold on anymore. When his legs were weak, he knelt on the ground. His knees came into contact with the ground, making a muffled sound.
Tan Zhenren sighed and waved his hand to break the formation on the threshold.
He looked back at the round window, took Jing Xinfei away from Shuiyue Temple and headed towards Chaoge City.
The breeze blows again, light waves grow on the lake, and the water moon temple is quiet.
The archer withdrew his gaze toward the horizon, walked into the meditation room expressionlessly, looked at the woman kneeling on the floor and said, "You should know who she is."
The woman was wearing ordinary clothes and a circle of silver bells tied on her wrist exposed. Her face was charming but clear and beautiful. She was the assassin Nan Zheng of the Bulao Lin back then.
Nan Zheng was sent by Nan Wang to Shuiyue Temple to inquire about Lian Sanyue's news, but it was soon discovered by Shuiyue Temple.
"When Nan Wang asked me to come and stare, I was suspicious." Nan Zheng looked at the sleeping woman and said, "I met her many years ago. I know how amazing she is. If I can't guess her identity, it would be too stupid."
The lord walked over, reached out and picked out a soft silk thread from the cheeks of winter, and said, "It's a pity that she can't wake up again, otherwise..."
Without finishing her words, she said to Nanzheng: "Go to Chaoge City to tell the palace that Jing Xin is leaving, I will spare your life."
Nan Zheng raised her head and looked at the temple master in confusion, thinking that something important is why I let myself go? Can I still be faster than talking about real people?
The archer said, "You can go over with a green curtain sedan chair and you can get in front."
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A light rain fell in Chaoge City, which immediately burned out the heat that had just emerged in late spring.
The search at the city gate is still very strict, and the streets and alleys in the city are still lively.
A boy in red was walking on the street with a little girl in blue.
The little girl looked at all kinds of street scenes, but her eyes were full of vigilance.
Even on Dongyidao, few people wear red clothes except when they get married. However, with the clean and friendly face of the boy, the red clothes are not only not dazzling, but also make people feel very comfortable and attract many women's attention.
"Don't worry so much." The boy in red smiled at the girl in blue and said, "We have also met frequently in recent years and traveled frequently. When did I count you?"
The little girl in green glanced at him, looked full of distrust and said, "How can a man be trusted?"
"This is more and more like an ordinary person."
The boy in red smiled and said, "You have the Qingtianjian and you can go back at any time. No matter which man you are, you can't deceive you."
The little girl in green said, "I don't think I'm so powerful."
The boy in red said, "The real spirit of Tianbao is born and hidden in the world. Your realm is the highest in Chaotian Continent. Although you can't fight, you can protect yourself without any problem."
That little girl is naturally Qing'er, the Qing'er, who is the boy in red?
Could it be the red bird that fell on the branches back then?
Qing'er asked, "What are you going to Chaoge City for?"
The boy said, "Watch the show."
Qing'er asked, "Where is your subordinate? Where did that pheasant go?"
A helpless expression appeared on the boy's face and he said, "It's Yin Feng."
Qing'er raised her little face and snorted, saying, "At most I can only regard it as a pheasant."
"It's a Yin Feng." The boy's tone was calm and firm, "I'm still recovering from my injuries."
Qing'er knew that he was unique to the bird and asked curiously: "Do you think your surname is Yin, so it's a family?"
"I didn't have this surname before, but when I first took this name, I might have really thought of it."
Yes, this young man in red is the Taiping Zhenren who has successfully transformed into a feather, and is also Yin San who has left Qingshan.
Qing'er stopped teasing him and asked, "Where is that bald man?"
Yin San said: "This place is too close to Yunmeng Mountain, and Xuan Yinzi cannot come to sing, otherwise Qilin will definitely be very angry if he smells him."
Qing'er glanced at him again and said, "What about you? Everyone in the world is angry with you. How dare you come to Chaoge City? Are you not afraid of death?"
Yin San said: "It is difficult for people like us to die."
After hearing the words "We" Qing'er was silent for a while and asked, "What kind of play do you want to watch?"
Yin San looked at the imperial city in the distance and said with some emotion: "The God Emperor is about to die, fighting for the throne is of course a big show."
Qing'er was surprised to find out about this for the first time and said, "Is there something going on?"
“Things in the world are never new.”
Yin San looked at the endless stream of carriages and pedestrians on the street and said, "Every family will enter Chaoge. The Zhongzhou faction will definitely bring Jing Xin back to grab the throne. There is no one who can be beaten by Shuiyue's temple now, so they can only watch silently. Yi Maozhai seems fair, but in fact it will only be mixed with it. In order to prevent me, Guocheng Temple has set rules that must not interfere in the affairs of the court, and it is not easy to slap himself in the face. As for the other sects, they can only be witnessed at most, which is useless."
Qing'er subconsciously felt that what he said would become true, and asked: "Didn't the God Emperor already established the crown prince? There must be a will."
"The will of the will has always been the most useless thing, and no one knows better than our Qingshan Sect."
Yin San pointed to the little girls who stopped in front of the stall on the street and the scholars who were walking hand in hand, saying, "In no time, these people will die."
Qing'er looked at him and said disgustedly: "You are so cruel."
Yin San shook his head and said, "After the Meihui, the court became a bridge between the mortal world and the world of practice. As time goes by, it has become stronger and stronger under the dual offerings of practitioners and the world, and eventually becomes a fortress. No sect will give up. If you want to not fight, you can only not have this court."
Qing'er opened her eyes wide and said with some concern: "Wouldn't that be a big chaos in the world?"
Yin San said: "Only after great chaos can we be treated with great consequences."
Qing'er knew his evil thoughts and said vigilantly: "Do you still want to kill all mortals?"
Yin San smiled and said, "People who cannot survive in troubled times may not be alive."
Qing'er subconsciously stayed away from him and said, "You are such a lunatic! Why do you do this?"
Yin San said calmly: "Only in this way can the human race become stronger."
Qing'er felt that she could not communicate with this lunatic and asked, "Why must we become stronger?"
Yin San said calmly: "If the human race cannot become stronger, then one day it will be extinct."
Qing'er was stunned for a moment and wanted to continue asking something, but suddenly she sensed a familiar fluctuation of breath from the northwest sky.
A strong wind broke out in Chaoge City, and the sea of clouds was brushed into the fields. More than ten extremely large cloud boats slowly sailed over, illuminating huge shadows on the ground.
In a short time, the cloud ship sent by Zhongzhou came outside Chaoge City and covered the sun.
The streets and alleys suddenly became dark, and the people looked at the sky in horror, and then screams sounded, and chaos was coming.
The court was obviously prepared for this.
Accompanied by the dense sound of hooves like heavy rain, the entire Divine Guard Army was dispatched and began to maintain order with the government, while evacuating the crowds outside the city.
There were creaking sounds from the city walls and buildings, and the eaves opened and the tops were opened. At least hundreds of divine crossbows revealed their bodies. Crossbow arrows as thick as arms were aimed at the sky. In the dark light, the runes engraved on the crossbow arrows shone brightly, like stars coming to the human world in advance.
But it is basically impossible to rely on these magical crossbow arrows to resist more than ten cloud ships from Zhongzhou Sect.
Qing'er's face was full of sorrow, and she looked at the south sky and said, "Where is the Qingshan Sword Boat?"
Yin San said: "The Qingshan Sect does not participate in the dynasty affairs, which is also the rule of the Meihui. It would be a bit too much to send a sword boat to come."
Qing'er was very surprised and asked, "Can't Qingshan come to you?"
Yin San smiled slightly and said, "Aren't I here already?"
Chapter completed!