Lu Bei took two steps back, glanced at the empty plaque, and confirmed that he was not at Sanqing Peak before walking into the dilapidated Taoist temple.
As he expected, there was indeed an old tree in the backyard, which was perfect for placing Tian Mingzi's urn.
In addition, there is an ancient well, which is a standard feature of Taoist temples.
Lu Bei explored the depth of the well, but unfortunately, he failed to trigger the side story. It was a very serious well, but it did not seal the peerless old demon, nor imprison the empress for a thousand years.
He waved his hand, put down the small box, stepped forward to create waves of earth, and after Tianmingzi was buried, his body slowly rose up.
The mysterious state came again, and the huge net of divine thoughts extended out. Just as he was about to try out magical powers such as the golden light that spread across the ground and telepathic transmission, he suddenly saw a group of black clothes rushing towards Xiao Qianshan in the distance with murderous aura.
Lu Bei, who was in a hurry, had no interest in getting involved in the feud between Zhao and Qin. However, if he didn't watch the fun, he would be a salted fish. So he stayed and planned to leave after the battle was over.
Before the men in black arrived, Xiao Qianshan was the first to become chaotic.
Several figures in white took to the air. The leading woman looked into the distance and said gloomily, "The thieves from the Imperial Observatory came so quickly. Two junior brothers, you two go and set up a formation to block them. I will discuss with the several leaders of Xiaoqian Mountain before we can leave."
Having said that, the woman knew very well that the Imperial Observatory was cold-blooded and ruthless, leaving no one or animal behind wherever it went. If the spiritual forces on Xiaoqian Mountain did not want to be wiped out, they could only leave with her.
"Quickly call in the monks from all the clans. Our survival depends on this matter. We cannot delay any longer."
The woman was as ethereal as a fairy, with black hair like a waterfall, elegant natural makeup, and a touch of red lips adorning her fair face. She was delicate and pretty like pink peach petals, a beauty that made one's eyes light up.
Lu Bei's eyes lit up and he scratched his head in surprise, feeling that the world was really small and he could meet acquaintances wherever he went.
"Senior Sister Shao..."
"Why is she here?"
"That's right, she was originally a monk from Zhao Qin."
Two figures in white went to the outside of Xiaoqian Mountain to stop the enemy. Chang Qingyu landed in the hall on the top of the mountain and faced more than ten sect leaders and temple masters. He said in a serious tone: "My fellow elders, King Yan's minions have arrived. Xiaoqian Mountain is no longer a paradise. At this time of the sky falling, if you still want to stay out of it, you will only invite disaster."
"What Fairy Chang said makes sense. We all know that, but King Yan has great power over the world, and the Imperial Astronomical Observatory has recruited countless powerful immortals. We are so insignificant, how can we resist his will?"
A sect leader smiled bitterly and spoke, and as soon as he finished speaking, many people came to help.
Among them, there is no lack of sarcastic remarks, which implicitly reveal the reasons for the arrival of the Imperial Observatory.
Xiaoqian's mountains and rivers are too shallow, and it is great for entertaining oneself. It cannot attract the henchmen of Prince Yan. Today's disaster is caused by Chang Qingyu. As long as Chang Qingyu leaves, the Imperial Observatory will also leave.
"Master Liu, Pingxin Taoism was also a powerful force in the past. It was suppressed by Prince Yan just because it was close to the royal family. Now it has settled in Xiaoqian Mountain. Even its character has been worn down?"
"And Master Fei, five hundred years ago, your Divine Fist Temple..."
"Master Wuxin, Shaoyan Villa was once very powerful..."
Chang Qingyu counted them one by one and said in a loud voice: "Especially the Wuliang Sword Sect. Prince Yan used the royal family to expel you from Zhaoqin. Although a thousand years have passed, has your bloodiness really been wiped out?"
After the words fell, no one answered. He clenched his fist and coughed softly, reminding: "Fairy Chang, the Wuliang Sword Sect has died. The last disciple, Tianmingzi, was stupid and foolish. He has not been seen for many years."
Chang Qingyu's eyelids jumped, and he felt that he had come to the wrong place. Xiaoqian Mountain was filled with a bunch of losers who had long lost the pride of the mountain's seniors.
Rather than hoping that this group of people would rise up, it would be better to hope that Prince Yan himself would catch a cold and die suddenly on a dark and windy night.
"Who said the Wuliang Sword Sect is dead? I am still here!"
Outside the courtyard wall, a vague voice was heard, and the whereabouts were uncertain. Several leaders tried to find the speaker, but they could not find where he was hiding.
There are still masters in Xiaoqianshan!
Chang Qingyu's eyes lit up. She knew that a lean camel is bigger than a horse, and there must be a hermit among the poor families gathered in Xiaoqian Mountain.
"Hey!"
Lu Bei climbed over the wall with a grunt, dusted off his hands, and skillfully lifted his long hair in front of him. He felt good about himself and said, "Tian Mingzi from Wuliang Sword Sect is here. Who said that my sword sect is dead?"
At this time, Lu Bei changed into the appearance of Tian Mingzi. After landing, he confronted the tree with disdain. Seeing his angry look, if the tree didn't give him an explanation today, he would definitely draw his sword to seek justice.
"Fairy Chang, this fellow Taoist is Tianmingzi from the Wuliang Sword Sect. As you can see, he is basically dead." Someone among the group of sect leaders gave a friendly reminder.
Chang Qingyu's eyelids twitched wildly. She took a deep breath and said, "Masters, the spies from the Imperial Observatory have arrived, and the army will be here soon. If you hesitate any longer, you will never be able to leave."
"… "
Everyone was silent. Prince Yan was an extremely arrogant and conceited man. He would rather let the world down than be let down by the world. No matter why the Imperial Observatory came, a bloody storm was bound to happen.
If you don't want to die, you can only break up into pieces and leave with Chang Qingyu.
But after leaving, he was put on Prince Yan's wanted list, and ended up dead.
"My dear seniors, I already understand what you are thinking. We will talk about the future later. Now, just think about staying alive!" Chang Qingyu sighed and stopped forcing.
Zhao Qin has been somewhat unstable in the past few hundred years, no, nearly a thousand years.
It's not just Zhao Qin. In any country or force, as time goes by, the alternation of power will inevitably lead to open and secret struggles.
Zhao Qin is unfortunate. Prince Yan controls the government and is at least an emperor. He dominates the world and kills anyone who disobeys him. Countless cultivators in Zhao Qin tremble in fear in front of him.
Zhao Qin was also lucky. Prince Yan was extremely talented. Whether it was cultivation or governing the country, he was so outstanding that no one in the entire Jiang family could compare to him. Without him, Zhao Qin would not have been able to maintain its status as a great power by supporting the collapsing empire and extending its life for a thousand years.
Some time ago, Prince Yan wanted to depose the crown prince and establish a successor, and the Jiang royal family could no longer tolerate it. The conflicts that had been pent up for thousands of years were ignited, and the explosion spread throughout the entire Zhao Qin territory in an instant.
If we don’t want this war to develop into a civil strife that will lead to the destruction of the country, we have to fight it quickly and decisively.
This is the plan of both parties.
Chang Qingyu was ordered to arrive in Nanyi and gather people of insight to resist the perverse King Yan. He realized that there were many hidden talents in Xiaoqianshan and that his ancestors had been wealthy, so he made a special trip here to recruit people.
It's disappointing to meet someone in person.
"I'm asking you a question. Didn't you just say that my Wuliang Sword Sect was destroyed? Did you think you could fool me by pretending to be a tree and not talking?"
Lu Bei kicked it out, breaking it with a snap. He snorted coldly, "It's just like this. I thought you were so powerful. I'll just punish you today. I hope you don't dare to say anything rude."
Chang Qingyu: “…”
The Wuliang Sword Sect, which was once famous all over the world, is really dead.
…
After a cup of tea, nearly a thousand people gathered.
Not to mention that he has a family to support, but he still has a wife, children and a warm bed, all on his back.
There are even worse cases, such as Tian Mingzi of the Wuliang Sword Sect, who almost dug the well in his backyard when he heard that he had to leave his hometown.
The field was crowded with people of varying levels of cultivation, making a lot of noise, which made Chang Qingyu and other white-robed monks' heads buzz.
"If you ask me, the Imperial Observatory has bullied us right at our doorstep. With so many of us, we might as well fight it out to the death."
"Pretty?"
"Well said, I'd like to take someone with me before I die. My grandfather died at the hands of the Imperial Observatory. I have an irreconcilable hatred against them, so I'd like to take someone with me before I die."
"Pretty?"
"… "
When there are many people, there are many opinions. The mob has no self-awareness of ordinary soldiers. Each of them is fighting to the death. They are much more reckless than the leaders of each family.
But those who understand will know that when a real fight breaks out, those who talk big will run the fastest.
Chang Qingyu didn't want to waste time talking to the trash, so he called on all the leaders to use their magical powers to lead the elite of the sect to evacuate to the stronghold. The remaining disciples should be divided into small groups and dispersed throughout the Nanyi Kingdom. It would be best if they could go into the deep mountains and forests and hide for a year or two before coming out.
After the discussion, the mob dispersed upon hearing the news. Chang Qingyu looked at the ant nest in confusion. Several sect leaders regarded themselves as small fish and disappeared into the mountains with the army that had been broken into small pieces.
With these leaders taking the lead, the elite troops who were supposed to stay behind learned the way of cowardice and ran away without a trace.
It's like the warrior who had a grudge against the Imperial Observatory for killing his grandfather, who suddenly remembered that he had no children, so he decided to return to his hometown, marry and have children, and then go to attack King Yan a year later.
Soon, there were only a few lonely figures left standing in the field, and when the wind blew, most of them ran away.
Lu Bei looked around and thought that since everyone had left, there was no need for him to stay, so he turned around and ran down the mountain.
After the excitement, it’s time to go back to normal.
"If anyone dares to leave, stay here!"
A figure landed on the ground, raising a huge wave of dust.
Lu Bei looked up at the sky, snorted twice, and retreated behind Chang Qingyu with an arrogant look.
So many people didn't stop him, but only blocked his way. It must be Yingjun who harmed him again.
The man who came had a white face and no beard, and was wearing a black brocade robe. His fierce look could not hide his elegance, and he had a good-looking face that made people approachable.
He Yuluo, the Seven Killing Orders of the Imperial Astronomical Observatory.
Prince Yan was a scholar in his early years. He was elegant, easy-going, modest, and proficient in medicine. Later, he found that studying medicine could not save Zhao Qin, so he gave up writing and practiced Taoism. Before he knew it, he defeated Zhao Qin and was invincible.
With this past experience, the soldiers under his command are all pretty good looking.
He Yuluo ignored the fleeing mob, compared the faces of several people in white, took out the wanted list and flipped through it: "So it's the eldest daughter of Hengxue Liushenchang family. Wow, each of them is from a famous family. If you turn your back on your enemies, take off your armor, and surrender with courtesy, you can still keep your title of marquis, and the country will be safe and the people will be happy. Isn't it wonderful!"
Chang Qingyu said nothing, but the long sword in his hand burst out with sword intent.
The sky was blue with rain, and a cool breeze was blowing through the rain. The mighty sword force suddenly filled the space between heaven and earth.
The invisible sword force swept across the mountain, activating the Xiaoqian Mountain protection formation. A hazy mist swept across the entire mountain, and the trees were shrouded in white mist. For a moment, one could not see one's hand in front of one's face.
He Yuluo showed disdain on his face. The black wave was getting closer and closer. Clusters of evil thoughts came like shadows. The pitch-black claws rose into the sky, and the sky-covering shadow slowly pressed down towards Xiao Qianshan.
“Leave no one behind!”