The first quarter moon is still hanging in the sky, the sky is already bright, and the soft green grass is soaked with dew, like a light rain. This is an uncontrolled field outside the city of Yandu. The weeds are very tall and soaked in dew. Bu Wenye walked slowly across the grass, the hem of his clothes was soaked with dew.
The bright morning light on his face made him look pale and tired. Bu Wenye is a world-famous Taifu in Dongdu, and his knowledge and cultivation are not comparable to others. He has served Dongdu for a hundred years, and he has seen a lot of intrigues both in officialdom and between countries. Can deal with it calmly.
But now he was so tired that he was slightly haggard. He had just settled down the ministers in Beijing who had come to the banquet capital. The encounters in the palace made them frightened and frightened. After getting out of danger, they all shouted to ask His Majesty to send troops to destroy the banquet.
Bu Wenye didn't know why they were shouting, this banquet was all they wanted to come, and when they saw the person who claimed to be the young master, they were all flattered one by one, without considering whether the person was guilty or not. Now that that person has done something that threatened their safety, and being killed is no longer a threat, but they think of His Majesty, and opening and closing their mouths is to safeguard His Majesty's authority.
What for Your Majesty? To put it bluntly, it is for themselves. If it was really for His Majesty and the Eastern Capital, why wouldn't these people consider that the banquet capital is near the Demon Realm? How could he not have imagined that once the banquet is gone, what irreparable regrets will be caused? I don't know how many restless Mo Xiu is in the demon world, eagerly waiting for the opportunity to completely fall out with Dong Du.
Today's Eastern Capital is no longer the harmonious Eastern Capital of the Demon World and Human World in the hands of His Majesty Linwu. Even if the current Demon Venerable stands by His Majesty's side, the demon cultivators in the Demon World may not be able to keep themselves safe. Just like the most restless ancestor of the demon cultivator, who disobeyed the laws of the Eastern Capital and went to the Xiu Xian world privately to create a storm, but he finally angered Daojun Qingxiao and was chased to the demon world to take it. Life.
Bu Wenye let out a long sigh, Luo Qingya was already in front of him, and as long as he raised his head, he could see the shadow of the pavilion on the cliff, as well as several figures in the pavilion. He knew that one of these figures was Daojun Qingxiao, who made countless demon cultivators terrified, but now the most troublesome person is not him, but another guy named Xie Xuanyang.
He walked up the cliff with his hands on his back, and the wind rustled the weeds behind him.
"You're here." Someone in the booth said.
"I'm here." Bu Wenye stopped in front of the pavilion and looked at the people in the pavilion. When he came up, he saw that there seemed to be four figures in the pavilion, and now two are missing.
The sky is not yet full, and the red eyes of the person sitting in the pavilion are really conspicuous under the gray light, but at the same time the second person in the red eye pavilion makes people ignore it if they don't pay attention. He was like the shadow of another person, standing still behind him, unable to even hear the breathing figure.
Bu Wenye smiled and said, "You seem to be waiting for me, but avoid the other two. Because they are immortal cultivators?"
Xie Xuanyang said, "I'm waiting for you, but I'm not avoiding them." He nodded slightly and gestured to Bu Wenye for a seat, "Have a cup of tea."
The tea had been poured on the table long ago, in auspicious cloud jade porcelain cups, and there was a fragrant heat. Bu Wenye picked up the cup and shook it under his nose, then took a slow sip, "It's good to swallow clouds and mist, good tea."
When Bu Wenye is romantic, he is a prodigal son who has no woman and does not love, but when he is quiet, he is also a literati with elegant conversation. He is a demon cultivator with a profound cultivation base to kill people without blinking an eye, but before that, he was an important minister of the Eastern Capital.
Xie Xuanyang said, "Aren't you afraid of poison?"
Bu Wenye smiled and said, "Poison? You took out the rare immortal tea in the world, so you don't necessarily waste it with poison. What's more... I don't think the famous white-robed sword demon in the demon world would use poison. "
Xie Xuanyang smiled and said with a sip of tea, "Oh? Do you know who I am?"
Bu Wenye said, "I don't know who you are, and no one knows who you are. All I know is that the sword demon in white suddenly appeared in the demon world ten years ago, like falling from the sky. I killed him, but I didn't want to kill most of them. The sword demon in white suddenly appeared, and after staying in the demon world for three years, he suddenly disappeared, and no one knows where he went."
He suddenly looked at Xie Xuanyang, took a deep breath, and said, "No one would have thought that you would go to the Xiuxian world."
He also never imagined that the little Taoist priest he met in Xiliang would be the sword demon who killed the blood from the demons. Bu Wenye is afraid of Daojun Qingxiao, but he has never seen his horror, but Bu Wenye has seen with his own eyes the sword demon in white slaughtering all the demons, and the white clothes are stained with blood like a ghost that climbed up from the abyss of hell.
He asked again, "Since you turned into a teenager in order not to be recognized, how can you change back now? But just ten years later, Mo Xiu's memory will not be so bad that he can't remember you, the sword demon."
Xie Xuanyang said, "Because it's unnecessary."
Bu Wenye raised his eyebrows, "Oh?"
Xie Xuanyang said, "My original purpose has been achieved, and the competition with Hua Wenyu has begun, so why do I need to hide myself?"
Bu Wenye remembered the name. Those nobles in Beijing who were originally flattering Pop once said that Hua Wenyu is a member of Pop, but now he is not in the banquet capital due to some things. Now it seems that those people said the opposite.
But he still pretended not to know, and asked, "Hua Wenyu? Isn't this a general who is the same as the demon girl Hongyue under the lord of the former banquet capital?"
Xie Xuanyang glanced at Bu Wenye with a half-smile but not a smile, and said, "I don't know that the lord of the former banquet capital in your mouth is a chess piece in his hand, but now he has become an abandoned piece."
"Abandoned son..." Bu Wenye was thoughtful, he put down the tea in his hand, and unconsciously tapped the table with his fingers on the table. He thought of the word "Flower Wen" spit out in Pop's mouth before he died, and also wanted to say what Xie Xuanyang said when he died without knowing its meaning. He said, "He was useless, so he was killed?"
"No, no." The old god Xie Xuanyang shook his finger on the ground, "He is not useless. I heard that you know something about the ghost array, so do you know what the Myriad Demon Sword is for the eyes of the array? "
Bu Wenye said he didn't know. Xie Xuanyang said again, "Ten thousand demons and ten thousand demons, the sword forged with the souls of thousands of people and demons has gathered the strongest sadness and suffocation in the world. Do you think this kind of sword can be controlled by ordinary people?"
Bu Wenye said, "So he was finally controlled by Wan Mojian?"
Xie Xuanyang nodded and said, "That's why Qing Xiao said it wasn't his sword. Do you know where his soul went?"
Bu Wenye said, "Sacrificing the sword. Wan Mojian became conscious and couldn't wait any longer. He directly swallowed its master's soul as the last sacrifice of the sword. But then why do you say that Hua Wenyu killed it? he?"
Xie Xuanyang said with a smile, "Hua Wenyu didn't kill him, it was the Wan Demon Sword. The sword body of the Wan Demon Sword was destroyed by me, and the ghost formation could not be formed, and the sacrifices in your formation would be useless. There is still a way to resurrect one person, which is to make the consciousness of the Ten Thousand Demon Sword itself a sacrifice."
Bu Wenye knew it, but he didn't expect that the Ten Thousand Demon Sword could be used like this in addition to being a ghost. He asked, "Who does Hua Wenyu want to resurrect?"
Xie Xuanyang's eyes flashed, and his smile was a little mysterious, but he couldn't help but feel hairy, "If you don't know something, don't ask more. Knowing too much is not necessarily a good thing."
Bu Wenye also smiled and said, "But sometimes knowing too little is not a good thing. Once you find yourself ignorant, no matter who you are, you can't help but feel flustered, especially people, who are cranky and suspicious. Yes. For example, those two people who avoided, you said that you talked so much with this demon, what would they think?"
"Maybe don't want anything." Xie Xuanyang knew that Bu Wenye was threatening him. If Qing Xiao and Mo Lingyan really didn't know anything, they might really think about it. But unfortunately they are all smart people, and a little bit of fur from him can figure out a lot of things.
He suddenly said again, "It's not that I can't tell you some things, but there is nothing in this world that comes for nothing."
Bu Wenye said, "What do you want?"
Xie Xuanyang said, "The other half of the jade seal."
The half of the jade seal Liu Zhou said was in the Yandu Palace, but the half of the jade seal disappeared after they arrived at the banquet capital. Although the popular cultivation base is not considered a great power compared with Xie Xuanyang and Qing Xiao, it is also considered a tyrant in this banquet. The only monks who could take away the jade seal from him were the monks who were more powerful than him. Bu Wenye happened to be such a person, and the time when the jade seal disappeared happened to be close to the time when Bu Wenye came to the banquet capital.
Bu Wenye stopped talking, half of the jade seal was indeed in his hand.
He stared at Xie Xuanyang for a long time, as if he was pondering, and after a while he said, "This is the stuff of my Dongdu royal family, what do you want?"
Xie Xuanyang didn't answer, but suddenly asked, "Is there something wrong with Dongdu?"
The treacherous officials were mixed into the DPRK, and the demon world was about to move, and Dongdu was no longer the original rock. Bu Wenye could clearly see these problems that appeared in the Eastern Capital, and so did his comrades in the court, but this did not mean that outsiders would know about them. In the eyes of the people of this country and those who are not in the Eastern Capital, it should still be a strong Eastern Capital.
How could Xie Xuanyang, who was airborne in the Demon Realm, know
Bu Wenye's eyes also flickered, and he said, "Oh? You know so much."
Xie Xuanyang's lips curled slightly and said, "Of course, after all, this is the country my father built."
The author has something to say: Bu Wenye: I scare my father to death. When I went out, I met a real son.