There was no one in the room for a while, Li Ye went to the door and looked around for a while, the building was still brightly lit, but he didn't even see anyone, it was as quiet as if he had been forgotten.
In the eyes of outsiders, Huanyinfang is a place for Li Maozhen to have fun. Judging from the layout of this heavy building, it must be a place that Li Maozhen frequents. Li Maozhen did not come tonight, and Sheng Ji left again. Also normal.
It was getting late, Li Ye simply went back to the house, lay down on the low bed, and was going to meet Duke Zhou.
His cultivation base has been restored, and he is now dormant in the sky mirror, and he can move it freely with just one thought, so he has nothing to worry about.
If you want to pretend to be an ordinary person without cultivation, you must pay attention to details, and sleeping is inevitable.
After being idle, Li Ye began to organize his thoughts: "The Holy Princess saw me, it should be to confirm whether I look like me, and then test my character from the words and deeds, and judge whether I have the ability to fake myself—— Well, I didn't see how this bitch tested me. So I have to say, today's bitch's attitude is very strange... "
"Well, or, I, Li Ye, have become the dream lover of all Huaichun women in the world? Well, that makes sense. After all, I'm pretty handsome, not to mention a rich and powerful family, and I'm the most powerful in the world His personal cultivation is even higher, and he has countless heroic deeds and legendary stories. He is simply the most ideal man in the hearts of girls... Alas, I don’t know how many women have sworn not to marry me . . . "
Thinking of this, Li Ye laughed twice, not without complacency and wretchedness.
But soon he restrained his smile.
He continued to ponder: "Although I have recovered my cultivation, I am still in the realm of a real person. After the Kunlun passage is closed, there can no longer be immortals in the mortal world. Let me be like this, Li Maozhen, Gao Pian, Wang Jian and others should be like this. Real people...there are too many real people in this world. In recent years, the world has been in chaos, and real people have sprung up like bamboo shoots after rain."
"However, when I was in the Immortal Realm, I still felt that my cultivation base was growing. It seems that the gathering of people's luck has not stopped. The strength of the mortal body has reached a critical point, and it cannot be strengthened, but it will not affect the body of the Immortal Realm. Realm improvement, promotion to Realm Realm, Taiyi True Immortal Realm... That's fine, when I conquer the world, the cultivation base of the Immortal Realm Body should be extremely high, enough to influence or even decide the battle situation in the Immortal Realm."
After thinking about it, Li Ye, who was sitting cross-legged, stood up, and cast a disgusted glance at the flowery girl behind him.
"The smell of powder is so strong, how can I sleep peacefully?"
Li Ye got up and walked around the room, and finally came to the window sill, looking far away, seemingly enjoying the scenery, but secretly paying attention to whether there is anyone around him watching and guarding him, and judging the other party's cultivation.
After half an hour of repeated confirmations, the corners of Li Ye's mouth rose slightly: "As expected, most of the monks in Huanyinfang are women, and their thoughts are very delicate. Even an ordinary person like me took twenty or thirty qi exercises Cultivator... There is also a real person nearby. It's just a pity that it's just a real person in the spirit pool."
Li Ye smiled, mobilized all the power of his cultivation from the heavenly realm, and instantly rushed into the sea of Qi that opened and closed.
Two hours later, it was already midnight, and the night was quiet. Li Ye, who had not been disturbed all this time, suddenly jumped down from the window sill like a sparrow, and instantly disappeared into the shadow under the eaves, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
His current cultivation base is suppressed by the law of heaven and earth, and he only has the Daoist Realm, but that is also the Yangshen Daoist, and there is a Yinshen Daoist between him and Lingchi Daoist, it is really easy to hide the truth from the other party's ears and eyes.
Li Ye's ghostly figure flickered again and again, and soon he passed through the pavilions and pavilions, and left the Huanyinfang to Chang'an Street.
He was going to find Qingyi Yamen's stronghold in Chang'an City.
With his cultivation restored tonight, the first thing Li Ye has to do is to get in touch with his own people.
If not, it would be a lot of fun if he went back to Pinglu without waiting for his plan, and the internal strife broke up among his own people first. At that time, it will be impossible to cheat others, so first cheat your own people.
He had to send some messages to his own people—the few high-ranking and powerful people who could be absolutely trusted, to stabilize the morale of the opponent's army, and then let them cooperate with him to carry out some necessary actions.
...
Funing Square in Chang'an City.
The backyard of a medium-sized and ordinary-decorated restaurant is still lit with dim yellow lights. The dead leaves of a pagoda tree in the courtyard fluttered and fell, but suddenly shattered into powder when passing by the door, and then lost its trace in the air.
There was a murderous aura in the brightly lit house.
In the small room, there were a group of monks in green clothes kneeling all over the floor. At a glance, there were no less than fifteen people. The monks touched each other's arms and legs, which filled the whole room to the brim.
Even so, there were three steps left in front of the monks. More than a dozen trembling and sweaty Tsing Yis didn't say they took a step beyond the thunder pool, but secretly squeezed back with force, as if there was a beast three steps away.
Of course there are no beasts, but there is one monk. The monk sitting at the high table was wearing a purple shirt and a big cloak, his brows and eyes were full of coldness, as if he was in a bad mood and would swallow the person in front of him in one gulp.
Song Jiao, the leader of Tsingyi Yamen.
Song Jiao said coldly: "As the leader of the Tsingyi Yamen, you live in an important place in Chang'an and are responsible for investigating Guanzhong. This seat asked you to find an opportunity to assassinate Li Maozhen. Now three days have passed, and you can't even get close to each other! My seat What use do you need?!"
All the people in Tsing Yi were frightened and uneasy, unable to speak, and only focused on apologizing.
One of the commanders of the ninth level of Qi training faltered and said: "Commander, it's not because we are unwilling to do our best, but because Li Maozhen is on guard, and all the monks in Huanyinfang are inseparable from him. We really can't find a chance... . .. ”
"Bastard!" Song Jiao slapped the table hard, shaking everyone's bodies, "Since you know that Huanyinfang is your opponent, why haven't you set up a trick in Huanyinfang for a long time? Now that things are not enough, you are still looking Make up an excuse?!"
The commander said bitterly: "We have already sent people into the interior of Huanyinfang. It's just that Huanyinfang has been established for a short time, and the top management is Li Maozhen's old department. Our people's position is too low, and we can't get in touch with the core level in a short time... . . . ”
Song Jiao frowned, and was about to scold the other party again, but seeing the expressions of the Tsing Yis in the room, she suddenly swallowed all the words that came to her lips, and her body relaxed, looking at everyone with deep meaning in her eyes, and said slowly : "This seat asks you to send more people to Kunlun to look for His Highness, how are things going now?"
As Song Jiao expected, as soon as this remark came out, everyone fell silent and buried their heads in silence.
Song Jiao looked at the commander who spoke just now: "Lu Chen, tell me."
Lu Chen was in a dilemma, and finally bit the bullet and said: "General Commander, it is well known that His Highness and the Princess have gone to the Immortal Realm. If not, with His Highness's cultivation level, he should have returned to Pinglu by now, so why not?" Need us to find... ”
Song Jiao didn't get angry, she glanced at everyone, "You all think so?"
Everyone was silent, but their expressions answered Song Jiao.
Song Jiao chuckled lightly and asked Lu Chen, "According to what you said, it's time for Tsingyi Yamen to disband?"
Lu Chen hurriedly said: "The commander-in-chief calm down, the villain doesn't mean that! Tsingyi... Tsingyi yamen, the commander-in-chief will always be the leader! It's just, just..." "Just what?"
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Lu Chen gritted his teeth, "It's just that His Royal Highness is no longer in the mortal world, and the great battle in the world will not stop. We, if we want to have a future, we must... the commander must lead us to find another way." way out!"
"Find another way out? Alright, alright!" Song Jiao laughed, looking around the crowd in a charming way, "Do you all think the same?"
All the commanders look at me, I look at you, and finally clasped their fists together: "I will only obey the orders of the great commander!"
"I'm obedient, that's a good word, if that's the case, you all go to die!" Song Jiao got up suddenly.
Everyone looked up in astonishment.
Before they could make a sound, Song Jiao flicked her long sleeves abruptly, a strong wind blew up in the room, and a majestic wave of aura swept out, knocking all the commanders out, collapsing the doors, windows, and walls, and falling into the courtyard in all directions. middle!
More than a dozen monks who practiced high-level qi all vomited blood after landing, and all of them were seriously injured. They looked at Song Jiao in horror, with puzzlement, unwillingness and even anger intertwined in their eyes.
Song Jiao stepped out of the house, like a beast approaching the door, condescending, her face was frosty, murderous: "Since you are unfaithful, don't blame me for cleaning up the door!"
"Commander!" Seeing Song Jiao approaching closely, Lu Chen covered his chest and growled with difficulty and determination: "His Highness is gone, who else do we owe our allegiance to?!"
"Once Pinglu is destroyed, where shall we go? The dragons have no leader, but they are just dogs. Do we have to be willing to wait for death? If we don't find a way out early, even if we don't die in the hands of Huanyinfang, we will die in the hands of Gao Pian and Wang Jianzhi Flow hands! We all have wives and children, even if we don't want to make a career, we still have to think about them!"
Song Jiao's eyes were cold and she didn't speak, but she had an extra jade flute in her hand.
Seeing the jade flute, the faces of the commanders in the courtyard who had struggled to get up all changed drastically.
If it was said that Song Jiao's action was just to teach them a lesson, then seeing this jade flute now, everyone knew that Song Jiao had already moved to kill.
If you don't smell Yishui, you don't know the cold, and the jade flute makes a hundred ghosts return!
Once the melody of "Yi Shuihan" sounded, with Song Jiao's strength in cultivation, there was absolutely no reason for these qi cultivators to survive.
A dozen commanders looked at each other in blank dismay, and made up their minds in an instant. They showed their weapons one after another, and mobilized all the strength in their bodies. Their scarlet eyes stared at Song Jiao motionlessly, obviously preparing to fight to the death.
Seeing everyone like this, Song Jiao's eyes became colder, and she brought Yuxiao to her lips.
The war will start.
No matter who wins or loses in this battle, the movement cannot be small, and then will it not attract the attention of Huanyinfang
Both the winner and the loser, after tonight, are very likely to be just a corpse by the stinky ditch.
...
Just when the jade flute was about to blow the first syllable, and the green-clothed men in the courtyard had unsheathed their sabers three inches, a figure suddenly appeared in the open space between the two sides. He came so abruptly that people's eyes were dazzled, and they almost thought they saw a ghost.
After seeing the other person's face clearly, these Tsing Yi people became more determined that they had indeed seen a ghost.
"Ghost" showed a warm smile, and teased in a thick and sharp voice: "My brothers are killing each other, and they are still on other people's territory. You are making a bit of a joke."
Hearing this voice, everyone was stunned for a moment, whether it was the leaders in Tsing Yi who drew their swords three inches, or Song Jiao who had Yuxiao's lips horizontally, their hands and feet were so stiff that they could not move, they could only look at each other with wide eyes.
Their shock was beyond words.
However, the inability to move was not because of shock, but because of real inability to move.
That was crushed by the opponent's cultivation base.