Everywhere in the Heavenly Palace feels familiar yet strange to Zhong Guanyuan. "Elegant*Wen*Words*First*Posted" After all, a full hundred thousand years have passed since the age of the gods, and a full hundred thousand years have passed since he walked on earth.
"Master Zhong, why don't we go find Yun Qing first?" Ji Yihe followed him obediently, passed through the sky-step cloud platform, and stood in the endless void.
Zhong Guanyuan raised his hand and touched his nose, and said with a smile: "It's better to go back to the Heavenly Palace to prepare first."
Ji Yihe nodded in understanding. He understood that Zhong Guanyuan did not have absolute trust in Yun Qing, and he seemed to know that person very well. Ji Yihe asked curiously: "Master Zhong, is she... the same as us?"
She slept in the Yaoque Tower for a hundred thousand years, while the gods slept in the Heavenly Palace for a hundred thousand years. They may have experienced the catastrophe of heaven and earth, and then waited to return to the world.
Zhong Guanyuan said dryly: "It's different."
Ji Yihe was still curious and asked: "Why?"
Zhong Guanyuan said perfunctorily: "She is a girl, and Yihe is a boy."
"..." Ji Yihe obviously took it seriously. He frowned and said, "The White Emperor is the embodiment of rules. There is no distinction between men and women."
Zhong Guanyuan was speechless, but he still didn't want to talk about Yun Qing with Ji Yihe, so he chose to change the subject: "I'll go to Daoqi's place later. You can find a place to wait for me."
Ji Yihe was good at observing colors, so he nodded quickly and obediently: "Yes, I understand, Master Zhong."
Daoqi is surrounded by the most powerful force in this heavenly palace guarding him.
When the Qing Emperor died, his remnant soul quickly gathered the power of all the gods, and then used it to build the Burial Cloud Palace. The most important thing in the palace is undoubtedly Daoqi. The forces guarding Daoqi are extremely mixed, and some even conflict with each other. However, under the control of Qingdi's aura, they can still get along peacefully. After the Qing Emperor built the Burying Cloud Palace, he had not completely dissipated into the world. He also established six other holy places. Just like the Taoist chess in the Burying Palace, each holy place contained the Qing Emperor's relics.
Zhong Guanyuan is the god of scribes and a god who served the Qing Emperor. No one knows what happened before and after the Qing Emperor's death better than him. However, Zhong Guanyuan never mentioned the situation of Emperor Qing's return to Ji Yihe.
Ji Yihe didn't dare to ask, let alone go to Zhong Guanyuan's palace to look for the history books written by him. Because something that even Zhong Guanyuan dared not mention must contain the great horror of life and death in the world.
Ji Yihe has always felt that the fall of Emperor Qing was not simple. The more Zhong Guanyuan concealed it, the more real this suspicion became. 『Elegant*Wen*Words*Emotion*First*Posted』
Later, during the Beihai Immortal Conferment, Ji Yihe found that Zhong Guanyuan's behavior was a bit strange.
The Immortal Sage has been plotting the annex for more than a day or two. Whenever he catches the opportunity, he will ask Zhong Guanyuan how to get to the annex, but Zhong Guanyuan has been trying to avoid him. That time Beihai Immortal Taiqing invited Shinto to attend the ceremony must have had such thoughts, but Zhong Guanyuan still insisted on taking the descendants of the Five Emperors to attend.
Thinking about it now, he probably made a special trip to see Yun Qing.
"I'm going up and I'll be back soon." Zhong Guanyuan's words interrupted Ji Yihe's thoughts.
In front of them was the endless sky stairs. The white stairs blended with the surrounding white clouds, and the surroundings were completely empty. If you go straight up, you can see the chess table from that time. On the chess table there is Tao chess, and even the endgame of the game played 100,000 years ago is preserved on the Tao chess table.
"Well, I will wait carefully." Ji Yihe stood there and watched him go away, and then began to think about the relationship between Yun Qing and Zhong Guanyuan.
At the beginning, he simply thought that Yun Qing was Huang Quan, and Zhong Guanyuan approached her because he wanted to inquire about the battle of Bi Luo Huang Quan. However, the subsequent trip to Wuwu Demon Realm broke this conjecture. Yun Qing once changed his fate against the will of heaven in order to swallow the underworld. Even the saints in this world had never considered this, but Zhong Guanyuan sent Ji Yihe to the Wuwu Demon Realm to meet her like a prophet.
Ji Yihe felt that Zhong Guanyuan knew that person, but it was hard to say whether that person knew Zhong Guanyuan or not. Judging from their encounter in Beihai, Zhong Guanyuan reacted greatly, but Yun Qing didn't feel anything at all. Maybe he was hiding it deeply, or maybe he really didn't know him.
Knowing, important, and allowing Zhong Guanyuan to help... With all these conditions added up, Ji Yihe could only think of Qing Emperor.
Is he really the Qing Emperor
After asking herself this question several times, Ji Yihe felt a little unsure.
"Yihe, why are you standing here?" A brisk voice came from behind Ji Yihe.
Ji Yihe was stunned for a moment, then turned around and saw Xuanyuan Jun walking towards him: "Xuanyuan... are you back?"
"Well, Zhong Guanyuan asked me to come back recently." Xuanyuan Jun yawned and said lazily, "Although I still prefer to stay in the human world."
Ji Yihe frowned: "You are back, so what should you do if you are humane?"
Xuanyuan Huangdi was born in the human race, and Xuanyuan Jun was recently sent to the Temple of Heaven by Zhong Guanyuan to assist in politics. Ji Yihe always thought that Zhong Guanyuan wanted to help humanity.
Xuanyuan Jun became a little serious after hearing this, and she said doubtfully: "I don't know, Zhong Guanyuan came back right after he asked me to come back. This guy is really weird."
Ji Yihe had been following Zhong Guanyuan, so he didn't pay attention to what the other descendants of the Five Emperors were doing recently. He asked, "Why is it strange?"
"Let me go to the Temple of Heaven to keep an eye on him." Xuanyuan Jun was a little impatient. "I have been keeping an eye on him for several years, but nothing happened. Then he asked me to come back. I really can't understand what he is doing."
"Who did Master Zhong tell you to keep an eye on?" Ji Yihe felt that she might have caught a clue, "By the way, where are Chongxi and the others?"
Xuanyuan Jun thought for a while and quickly replied: "There is a disciple from the inner sect of the Temple of Heaven named Qingchen. He looks quite likable. As for Chongxi and the others, they seem to be scattered among the major sects."
That was Yun Qing's chess piece.
Ji Yihe felt that Zhong Guanyuan's attitude towards Yun Qing was becoming more and more confusing. He never seemed to be in a good mood when getting along with Yun Qing, and the etiquette didn't seem like he was facing Emperor Qing. Now he has specially sent the descendants of the Five Emperors to keep an eye on Yun Qing's people, paying close attention to every move she makes. It can be described as "tightly guarded".
If she is not Qing Emperor, then she must be an opponent of Qing Emperor's level. This conjecture makes Ji Yihe a little scared. Biluo Huangquan has fallen. If this is really the case, then who else in the world can resist her
Zhong Guanyuan yawned as he walked on the heavenly steps. His steps were slow and unhurried.
I don’t know how long I walked up like this, but a pool appeared in the clouds. The edge of the pool was condensed by pure divine power. Three thousand worlds and all living beings in heaven and earth were reflected in the pool water. There were two gray-haired old men standing by the pool. They looked exactly the same and were dressed very similarly. At first glance, it was impossible to tell who was who. One of them is holding a jade in his arms, and the other is holding a pearl. They all have white hair and childish faces, and their expressions are indifferent.
Zhong Guanyuan stepped forward and bowed and saluted: "Senior Holding Bi, Senior Qingzhu."
The two old men looked forward like stone sculptures, with nothing in their eyes. Two identical voices came into Zhong Guanyuan's ears at the same time: "There is no need to be polite in literature and music."
Zhong Guanyuan asked worriedly: "Has Daoqi been calm recently?"
"The fall of a saint and the upheaval of heaven and earth are not what peace is."
Hearing this, Zhong Guanyuan glanced at the water. The scene above was changing in countless ways in an instant, and there was interference from divine power and mist around the pool. Just by looking at it, he couldn't tell what was happening. He wanted to step forward to have a closer look, but the jade orbs in the hands of the two old men suddenly shone brightly and forced him back.
"Wenqu has overstepped his bounds." There was no fluctuation in the deep voice, but the pressure in it was full.
Zhong Guanyuan retreated to the steps, bowed his head and apologized: "It's very offensive, please don't blame the two senior chess players."
The two old men didn't even turn their eyes, and their voices came into Zhong Guanyuan's mind again: "The progress of the reception to the Tiangong is still slow. I wonder what is the important matter for Wen Qu to return to the Tiangong?"
The two chess attendants were standing next to Dao chess, and they could be said to know very well what Zhong Guanyuan was doing. Now the four poles of heaven have been built, and the palace and annexes have been integrated into one, but the four combinations of yin and yang have not yet been redefined, and the five elements have not yet been reorganized into pure and turbid. Only when the heaven and earth are reopened can behemoths like the Heavenly Palace return to the world through this great change. Therefore, Zhong Guanyuan's progress is still relatively slow. At this juncture, he ran back to the Heavenly Palace, and he didn't know why.
Zhong Guanyuan hesitated to speak, and after a while he gritted his teeth and said: "I came back here specifically this time, and I just want to ask my senior, has there ever been... Yun Qing on the Tao chess?"
Silence.
Dead silence.
The two chess attendants seemed to have turned into real stone sculptures in an instant, and they no longer said a word.
Zhong Guanyuan seemed to understand something. He cleared his throat and changed the question: "Who is the saint who fell this time?"
"The Ghost Saint." The two old men replied in unison.
Zhong Guanyuan clenched his hands tightly, and the worry in his eyes became deeper and deeper. As expected, the chess attendant could not say anything related to that person. He was unable to step forward to check on Daoqi, but the chess attendant who knew about Daoqi's situation was deliberately concealing it, and the whole thing immediately became troublesome.
He could only ask some other things casually: "Are there any changes to the sacrificial vessels?"
"No change."
The voices of the two chess attendants completely overlapped without any fluctuation, which made Zhong Guanyuan feel extremely depressed. When he heard "no change", he felt even more depressed. He asked a little excitedly: "Since these things are useless at all, why do you let me take such a big risk to get them?"
"The Qing Emperor's will." The two old men were not angry either. They saw the jade jade orb reflecting slightly, and suddenly they heard their voices saying, "There is still a book of heaven left in this world that has not yet been put into place. I hope Wenqu can return this thing as soon as possible. "
Zhong Guanyuan took a deep breath and tried to calm down: "This is natural."
The two old men fell silent and did not respond.
"Unless Yun Qing dies, all the ways will be difficult to survive. I hope the two seniors will remember why they are here and why the Heavenly Palace was built!"
After Zhong Guanyuan said the last sentence, he walked away directly without listening to the replies of the two stone statues.