According to the emperor's personal attendant, the emperor said that he was tired and wanted to go to bed after reading for about half an hour last night.
The emperor is less than 20 years old, and the queen mother does not want him to fall into beauty. There are only two palace servants in the harem, and the emperor is not very interested. Young people are eager for freshness. I went out of the palace to see the princess's famous beauty in advance, but I was accused of going to the Queen Mother and stopped him.
The emperor went to bed at the same time as in the past, and the valet didn't care. After serving the emperor, he was on standby outside, and there was no movement inside. Until morning, they went to wake the emperor, but found that the emperor's face was as peaceful as a dream, but why? Can't wake up either.
It's been a long time since the morning until now. The Empress Dowager wanted to find an imperial physician and quickly let the emperor diagnose her, but she struggled to get better, so she had to find a few grandmasters and Song Yanyan to discuss the solution.
According to the itinerary, the emperor should receive the Zhaoyue mission tomorrow.
Even if you don't get sick, you can't even see the courtiers. After a long time, everyone will definitely become suspicious. Luo Guo is strong with its weak national strength, and You Guo has always been eyeing tigers. The nation is not good for Luo Guo, and in the blink of an eye, it will be a bloody storm sweeping the world.
Thinking of this, the empress dowager panicked and hurriedly stopped the impending conflict between the four masters.
"Several real masters, now the emperor's strange illness is threatening, and even the imperial physician is helpless, but I have no masters, so I can only rely on you!"
The empress dowager still had to give her face. Several monks walked to the dragon couch to check the emperor's condition, while she herself pulled Song Nanyan aside.
"Song Xiang, do you have any advice on this matter?"
The concubine was stunned enough to see her long-lost teacher in the bridal chamber that day, but suddenly another earth-shattering change occurred. Ordinary people would have been overwhelmed, but Song Yan was worthy of being the Prime Minister of the Empire. After thinking about it again, when he heard the words, he lowered his voice and said: "For today's plan, first control the news within the imperial city. Anyone who knows it, must not leave the palace easily to prevent changes outside the palace."
The queen mother nodded, they don't deal with each other on weekdays, and the current interests are the same.
"Song Xiang said very much, I will let General Wei immediately surround the imperial city..."
While the two of them were talking, several grandmasters smelled of gunpowder.
"The soul-releasing technique cannot be performed by those who are not close to him. All the people around His Majesty must be controlled and interrogated, and none of them can be spared. Only by finding the real murderer can we force him to hand over His Majesty's remnant soul!"
Humans have three souls and seven souls. Lishun does not mean that all three souls and seven souls are separated from the body. Generally, only the soul is separated from the body. The soul can only be born by attaching to the human body.
The person who spoke Chang Ming recognized that the other party's name was Xie Chunxi, the headmaster of the Jinque Taoist Palace, and a well-known master cultivator.
It is a great honor for ordinary people to guard the palace with the headmaster of a palace, but in the eyes of monks, it is a bit of a loss, but Jinque Dao Palace is not a top sect in Taoism. After that, the Jinque Dao Palace went from bad to worse. Although it can't be regarded as a third-rate sect now, it can't be compared with a sect of the scale of Shenxiao Xianfu.
"The technique of capturing the soul at close range is only for people with ordinary cultivation. If you are a master master, you don't need to get close. As long as you have the eight characters and close objects of the person to be captured, even if they are separated by thousands of miles, you can capture the soul. Po, in my opinion, it doesn't have to be so troublesome, just investigate the monks who can often contact His Majesty!"
As soon as these words came out, it was obviously against Xie Chunxi.
Chang Ming followed the prestige and found that this person was unfamiliar.
It happened that Song Nanyan came back from the Queen Mother, and when he heard Changming's question, he whispered: "He is the Sect Master of Zhenling Sect, Yue Chengbo."
While answering Chang Ming's question, he didn't even recognize Master Xindao. I'm afraid that his cultivation was really bad, and he regretted bringing people in rashly.
Chang Ming had an impression of Zhenlingzong.
This is a small sect, almost submerged in Jiji Zongmen, but when he and Yun Weisi went back to the past on the other side of nothingness, they had a few encounters with Nie Emei of Zhenling Zong in Yuru Town.
According to the time, this Yue Chengbo should be Nie Emei's apprentice brother.
The other two are also easy to recognize. They must be the Zen Master Ku He of Qingyun Temple mentioned by Song Yanyan, and Han Ye, the elder of the East Sea School.
Yue Chengbo's remarks pointed the finger at Xie Chunxi, implying that he was the culprit who made the emperor leave his soul.
Xie Chunxi was furious: "Yue Chengbo, what do you mean by that!"
Yue Chengbo sneered: "What do I mean, you don't know? Who is always bewitching Your Majesty with some messy Taoism on weekdays, His Majesty is young and vigorous, and doesn't know how to control. Could it be that you don't know how to behave?!"
"What is a mess of Taoism? Your Majesty is interested in Taoist magic, so I naturally want to show it. You are also a Taoist, so you actually said such a thing?" Xie Chunxi paused and laughed, "Oh, I forgot, your Zhenlingzong, who started his career with illusions, is similar to street juggling, at best it can only be regarded as a sidekick, and it is not a classy hall at all!"
Han Ye said, "Your Majesty hasn't woken up yet, you two should put aside your prejudices for the time being. I'll try to get your Majesty to wake up first. If it doesn't work, then a few fellow Daoists will take action."
After he finished speaking, he clenched his hands, put his fingertips on the emperor's forehead, and poured his spiritual power into it.
This is a typical soul-searching technique. It can not only search for part of the memory of the emperor before he fell into a coma, but also find the stray remnants that are hidden around him.
But after a while, he put down his hand, shook his head and laughed at himself: "This person is not good at learning, so I have to see a few others."
Without saying a word, Chan Master Ku He took a step forward, slammed his meditation staff on the ground, and folded his hands together to recite the scriptures silently.
As he chanted in a low voice, a faint golden light appeared all over the emperor's body. Upon closer inspection, the golden light was actually composed of countless tiny scriptures.
Seeing this, the queen mother couldn't help but hope, and kept her eyes on the emperor.
Qingyun Temple is famous, and among the four, it is naturally Ku He who bears her greatest hope.
But unfortunately, this layer of golden light gradually faded after a stick of incense, and the emperor still did not improve.
Ku He chanted the Buddha's name: "The poor monk is incompetent, if the head of the academy is here, maybe there is a way."
The head of the courtyard in his mouth is Sun Buku, the head of the Qingyun Temple.
With Sun Buku's cultivation, the queen mother naturally has no doubts, but he is not in Luodu now, and far water cannot save near fire.
Yue Chengbo and Xie Chunxi also took turns trying, but they all failed.
"This technique of retrieving the soul is very strange. I don't think it can be done by ordinary sects. The other party must have imprisoned His Majesty's remnant soul somewhere!"
Hearing Yue Chengbo's remarks, Ku He nodded in agreement.
"Just now, I searched His Majesty's Sea of Consciousness, and found that the remaining emotions before he left his soul were not panic and fear, but peace and tranquility, and even a little happiness."
This is also the doubt of Ku He. Before a person's soul is captured, he must be afraid, but the emperor is not only not afraid, but also very happy. This can only mean that the emperor has fallen into a dream before being captured, and let the other party At the mercy.
The Son of Heaven is not a cultivator. He is young and weak in willpower. It is understandable to be taken advantage of by others, but inside and outside the imperial city are the formations of the inner three layers and the outer three layers. It is difficult for ordinary monks to see, let alone penetrate, the other party. How did he break through the siege, like entering a land of no one, and successfully attack the emperor
Unless, he was originally hidden in the imperial city.
The Queen Mother's self-sustaining composure almost collapsed.
"How about now?"
Yue Chengbo said: "If something happened to your Majesty, it is logical that someone should be the regent. If this matter spreads, His Majesty's uncle, King Hui, will definitely attack. As far as I know, Zhangjiao Xie has a good relationship with King Hui on weekdays."
Xie Chunxi's face suddenly elongated: "I and King Hui are only friends in general, Yue Chengbo, you are not thinking about how to rescue Your Majesty today, but you have been targeting me, what is your motive? Is it possible that the wicked will file a complaint first, you are the only one? The most suspicious person!"
"This fellow Daoist, since he's here, why hasn't he spoken?"
The two quarreled again, but Ku He looked to the other side and suddenly said.
What he was referring to was Changming.
Changming, who has been low-key and silent, standing in an inconspicuous corner, was noticed by Ku He.
After all, his cultivation was slightly higher than the other three, and he could see that Chang Ming's deliberately restrained cultivation was not an ordinary person.
It was hard for Song to mention it, and he was more nervous than being named.
Chang Ming smiled: "My cultivation base is low and not worth mentioning. There are a few people here, I will listen carefully."
Although he said that he was all ears, his face was obviously not that of a low-level cultivator. Whether a person was experienced or knowledgeable could not be disguised or deliberately hidden.
Xie Chunxi narrowed his eyes.
"Fellow Daoist, I don't know what kind of expert he is?"
Chang Ming: "No school, no sect, just scattered cultivation."
Xie Chunxi: "Even if you are a loose cultivator, do you still have a teacher?"
Chang Ming: "My first teacher was an idler in the mountains and wild, and he was not well known."
Xie Chunxi felt more and more suspicious of this person.
"Even if you are an idler in the mountains, there are always teachers. You don't enter the palace early or late, but it's just that your Majesty has just had an accident, and you are here. How can there be such a coincidence in the world?"
"Xie Zhangjiao, this is my enlightenment teacher. We haven't seen each other for many years. He happened to come to the capital to visit me. I heard that your Majesty had an accident. I brought the teacher into the palace together to see if I can help."
Song Nanyan came forward to explain, and he also felt that Xie Chunxi was too aggressive, but not only him, but even the Queen Mother had to be polite to this four people. Now that something happened to the emperor, he should not offend him.
He secretly wrote down the account, and then found an opportunity to settle it after preparation.
"Teacher? I remember that Prime Minister Song's mentor was Qiu Bingkun from Liuyi Academy. Why did he become this again? Could it be that Qiu Daru shaved his beard overnight and changed his face?"
Xie Chunxi made it clear that he didn't believe him, and even reached out to try it out.
From Song Yanyan's point of view, the surnamed Xie obviously wanted to divert his conflict with Yue Chengbo, so he could not get along with Changming.
"Wait a minute!"
But the opponent shot so fast that he didn't have time to stop him.
Xie Chunxi turned a deaf ear, grabbed Chang Ming's shoulder, and tried to find out his origin.
Xie Chunxi, who thought he was sure of everything, suddenly froze when he touched the other party.
Was it caught? !
He responded extremely quickly, and a burst of spiritual power immediately overflowed from the palm of his hand, dividing it into several strands to wrap around the opponent.
With a wave of the sleeves of Changming's robe, all of them were actually blocked.
The two fought a number of tricks, borrowing the nameless loose cultivator not only did not lose the wind, on the contrary, it was a little light, and it meant that it was a thousand pounds.
Xie Chunxi's evil fire together, I really don't believe this evil!
He wasn't ready to use his sword, but if he didn't suppress this person, he would completely become a laughing stock in front of Yue Chengbo and others.
"You really are suspicious!"
Xie Chunxi first started to buckle the hat for the strong man, and at the same time raised his fingers slightly, the sword followed his heart, turning into a white light and shooting away.
In the middle of the white light, it turned into thousands of paths, and it was invincible.
Song Yan couldn't help but let out a cry.
His eyes were stinged by the sword light, and he couldn't help raising his hand to cover it.
But the heartbeat was so fast that it almost jumped out of the chest!
If he knew earlier, he shouldn't have brought the teacher in, but now it's too late to regret it. He didn't expect that Xie Chunxi and Yue Chengbo could not get along, and it would lead to misfortune and trouble with Chang Ming.
Song Yan was anxious and angry, not only did he not take Chang Ming seriously, but he didn't take him seriously at all.
The headmaster of the Jinque Taoist Palace, the dignified master, could not get past the Wuming scattered cultivator, and his attack, at least 70% or 80% of his spiritual power, could not be resisted by ordinary cultivators below the high rank.
It was too close for anyone to stop him.
Seeing that the palace was about to splatter three feet of blood, the thousands of sword lights suddenly disappeared, as if the sky light instantly fell into the night, Wan Lai was silent, and the tangible objects became invisible.
Dang!
The magic weapon in Xie Chunxi's hand was broken into pieces and fell to the ground.
Looking at Chang Ming again, he stood with his hands tied, his expression as usual.
"Is it like this in the Jinque Dao Palace? Give my apprentice a face today, so I won't kill people here. Otherwise, with my previous temperament, Headmaster Xie may not be able to get out of here today."
He smiled lightly, his eyebrows were not sharp, but Yu Feng was like a sharp sword piercing his heart.
Xie Chunxi's face was pale, and he took three steps back.
Song Nanyan looked at his teacher, opened his mouth slightly, and was quite shocked.
As for the others, they were all surprised.
Just now Ku He made a test, but he just felt that the other party was a little suspicious, but he didn't expect that this person would actually take a shot and shock a grandmaster.
Then his actual cultivation base may be called unfathomable.
"The skills are not as good as people, there is nothing to say, Her Majesty the Queen Mother has such a capable person as a fellow Taoist, and he will be able to turn a bad luck into a good one, and I will not be ugly here!"
Xie Chunxi said bleakly, he didn't even want to ask the other party's teacher's origin, and turned around to leave.
"Hold on!" How could Yue Chengbo let him go as soon as he said it, "Xie Chunxi, if you don't have a ghost in your heart, why are you running in such a hurry!"
Xie Chunxi's face darkened: "You want to stop me too?"
Changming's voice sounded behind him.
"Xie Zhangjiao just said something right. The murderer who caused the emperor to leave his soul is the person next to the emperor. That is to say, among all of you present, there must be a demon incarnation."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked.
If it wasn't for Chang Ming's showing his hand just now, everyone would almost think he was talking crazy.
Who is there
Chang Ming, Song Nanyan, four grandmasters, the emperor, two valetes, two other high-ranking monks, and the queen mother.
The author has something to say:
Small theater unrelated to the text:
Song Yanyan: The teacher is really pretending to be...
Changming:
Song Nanyan: I almost lost my soul.
Werewolf killing begins →_→