In the southern country, looking at Yancheng.
In the small courtyard to the west of the city, there is a lotus pond, a waterside pavilion and green willows.
Chang Qingyu left his four companions behind, comforted his cheap master with kind words, and hurried towards Zhongyuan.
After a while, she retreated again, in order to prevent her cheap master from getting lost, she simply brought him with her.
Prince Yan has great power in the government and his control over both the secular world and the spiritual world has reached an unprecedented level in Zhao Qin. The Imperial Observatory has recruited masters from all over the world, and if they want to shake his position in Zhao Qin, a secret intelligence network is essential.
The small courtyard in the west of the city is one of the secret strongholds of the Nanyi Kingdom. There is a local immortal in charge, who corresponds to the Five-Dolls Talisman of the Imperial Observatory, and his strength and means are both impressive.
The national conditions of Zhao Qin are that there are many earthly immortals.
As a great human race, there are enough resources for geniuses to realize their talents. With a ratio of one in a thousand or even one in ten thousand, it is not difficult to produce a person in the Tribulation Crossing Period.
To continue moving forward, the talent required is not as simple as picking one in a million.
Even if there are resources, they can’t be piled up.
Under such circumstances, a large number of people in the tribulation period took the initiative to transfer themselves to earthly immortals, avoiding the shadow of the heavenly tribulation and living a carefree and happy life.
It looks cool, but those in the know know that it's pure bullshit.
The success rate of becoming a terrestrial immortal is not high. Except for the Jiang royal family and the Imperial Astronomical Observatory, there are few people who would be depressed during the tribulation period. The reason why they are depressed can be explained in one word.
roll!
During the Tribulation Crossing Period, one is constantly watching out for the Heavenly Tribulation and cannot attack with all one's strength. When facing an Earthly Immortal who is not at risk of the Heavenly Tribulation, one's chances of winning are slim when they are of the same strength level.
The more earthly immortals there are in the Imperial Observatory, the more earthly immortals the Jiang family royal family will have to match them. As time goes by...
The country’s foundation has been severely depleted and its status as a great power is in jeopardy.
Neither the Jiang royal family nor Prince Yan wanted to continue wasting time, and this was the reason why Prince Yan deposed the crown prince and established a successor, and interfered with the succession of imperial power.
It can't be rolled up anymore.
In terms of strength on paper, the royal family is no match for Prince Yan. Once the two sides start fighting, Prince Yan will inevitably purge his side and further increase his power and status.
If you are brave enough, there is nothing wrong with directly declaring yourself emperor.
But the royal family dared to show their cards and also wooed people from all over Zhao Qin and even its vassal states. They also had their own trump cards.
Over the past few hundred years, the Jiang royal family has given certain support to Emperor Ji of the Xia Dynasty at summits of major powers.
With the interests of both parties tied together, Emperor Ji was very concerned about the royal inheritance of the Jiang family and sent a lot of help both openly and secretly.
It's not the kind of help that provides anything other than help, but sincere help to help the Jiang family consolidate the throne and wipe out all of Prince Yan's influence in Zhao Qin.
Of course, if possible, Emperor Ji wouldn't mind cutting off only one hand and one foot of Prince Yan.
Back to the topic, Chang Qingyu pulled Lu Bei's sleeve, used the token to activate the teleportation array, and arrived at the secret room, where he met the Earth Immortal Realm cultivator who was in charge of the place.
Chang Gaowu.
This is a man with an upright figure and handsome appearance. The Chang family has been passed down for thousands of years and is a great family of immortal practitioners. As long as it weren't for the help from Old Wang next door, his appearance would not be too bad.
Especially the Hengxue Liushen, a famous handsome man in Zhaoqin, who was as light as a cloud and as agile as a dragon. He was definitely not comparable to an ordinary pretty boy.
"Uncle, I'm back."
Seeing Chang Gaowu, Chang Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief. In front of her family, she was too lazy to put on the demeanor of a fairy from the outside world. She leaned on the cushion, scratched her hair with her hands, and finally lay down.
I feel tired.
It’s so difficult to keep a master.
Not only do they work like a slave, but they are also very greasy.
"Look at you. You're over a hundred years old, but you're like a little girl. You don't have any manners at all."
Chang Gaowu scolded him and looked at Lu Bei intently: "This Taoist friend looks unfamiliar. Qingyu, why don't you introduce him to me?"
"Second Uncle, what are you talking about? You don't even remember my master Tian Mingzi?"
Chang Qingyu hurriedly sat up and explained the whole story through voice transmission to prevent his uncle from neglecting the distinguished guest, then took out the ruler and handed it over.
"Jintong..."
Chang Gaowu held the ruler in his hand and confirmed that the mark of the soul had dissipated. He was dead and could not die anymore. His face immediately became serious and he looked at Tianmingzi again.
An old man with messy hair and beard, arrogant, ordinary appearance, carrying a sword box on his back...
Not to mention, it fits the description of a hermit master.
But the Lianxu realm is too low-key!
Chang Gaowu half believed it, and while he was being polite to Lu Bei, he was also asking through voice transmission. When he heard key words like Daoyun, Wuliang Sword Sect, and died in an instant, he became more fearful.
The origin is mysterious and too coincidental, so we need to investigate.
Chang Gaowu silently sent out the message, waved his hand to create a piece of heaven and earth, and invited Lu Bei to sit in the bamboo forest tea garden. His attitude was respectful and his words were quite polite.
Let's not talk about the realm of refining emptiness. There are countless strange people in the world, and there are many monsters beyond the common sense of the world of cultivating immortals. Tianmingzi cut off the five buckets of the Imperial Observatory like killing a chicken, and it was the same for him. Whether it was real or fake, it would never be wrong to treat him with courtesy.
The effect was average. Lu Bei continued to be arrogant and ignored the spiritual tea in front of him. He said coldly: "Roast goose."
"???"
Chang Gaowu didn't understand what was going on, so Chang Qingyu set off in a hurry and ordered people to buy roast geese in a hurry. The more the better, and it would be best if they could buy all the roast geese available in Wangyan City.
She continued to send a message, indicating that her cheap master was not in his right mind, and repeatedly warned him not to mention the demise of the Wuliang Sword Sect in front of him.
"Why?"
"The Seven Killing Orders and Five Fighting Symbols of the Imperial Astronomical Observatory said so, and then he died."
"… "
Chang Gaowu felt a headache. When the roast goose was delivered, Lu Bei ate it with relish. He bowed and took his leave, then sent a message to call Chang Qingyu back to the quiet room.
"Uncle, if you have any other instructions, please tell me quickly. Master cannot be left unattended, or he will run away soon."
"You seem to be getting more and more comfortable with shouting..."
Chang Gaowu didn't say much, but reiterated that one must be on guard against others. He took the information that was quickly delivered to him and flipped through it in front of Chang Qingyu.
"Second Uncle, you don't trust my master?"
“That’s right!”
Chang Gaowu nodded decisively: "You just arrived at Xiaoqian Mountain, and King Yan's minions arrived. When there was no way up to heaven and no way down to earth, suddenly a hermit master jumped out. Don't you think it's strange?"
"God's will is unpredictable."
"… "
Chang Gaowu was so angry that he looked through the intelligence files and asked Chang Qingyu to take a look as well.
The small courtyard in the west of the city has been rooted in Wangyan City for many years. It has secretly investigated all the large and small cultivation forces in the Nanyi Kingdom. It has filed a list of those who are close to Prince Yan, those who have grudges against Prince Yan, and those who can be won over, and clearly marked them into different categories.
The Wuliang Sword Sect, which was once a powerful force, had independent archives. Almost as soon as Chang Gaowu gave the order, the archives were retrieved.
Leaving aside the glorious past, the last generation of cultivator whose name can be traced is indeed Tianmingzi.
Blind, introverted, and not good at speaking...
After comparison, Chang Gaowu could basically confirm that Chang Qingyu had not found the wrong person. The old Taoist priest who liked to eat roast goose was Tian Mingzi.
There is nothing wrong with the person, but the ability is not up to par.
Tian Mingzi's cultivation was mediocre, even if he had a great opportunity, it would be impossible for him to...
Oh, it's possible.
According to archive records, ever since the Wuliang Sword Sect was abandoned and overthrown, the glass hearts of a number of sword masters were shattered, and the entire sect fell straight into the abyss, and the speed of its decline was so fast that it could be said that there was no regret.
As a result, before Prince Yan could even take any action, the Wuliang Sword Sect had already destroyed itself.
This group of sword cultivators stopped sharpening their swords and spent their days thinking about defeating Qi Lijing to avenge their previous humiliation. The sword master had great talent and could become a master if he changed his profession. One of them gave up his sword to study the celestial phenomena, and Bu Tian went insane and got a mysterious prophecy.
The great sword comes from the north, with boundless thoughts.
This sentence is not a secret and was once popular in Xiaoqian Mountain for a while. Many idle monks who hoped to get rich overnight accompanied Tianmingzi and waited for the birth of the artifact.
After waiting for a while, everyone dispersed.
"Tell me, what does the sword look like?"
Chang Gaowu's eyes lit up. All the clues matched up and everything could be explained.
Tianmingzi is still the same Tianmingzi, who can cut the Wudoufu as easily as killing a chicken, only because the prophecy has come true and he has found a magical weapon.
"The sword... is very ordinary. At least I don't see anything special about it." Chang Qingyu frowned and watched his cheap master flying the sword from a close distance. He felt that the sword was not important, but the person who used the sword was the key.
"Take your time, this is very important."
"First, the sword box. The 'Six Heavenly Demon King Secret Technique' of the Imperial Observatory is unmatched by anyone, but in front of Master's sword box..."
"An iron sword, its edge cut casually and without any carving, as if the sword was just formed..."
Chang Qingyu explained them one by one, and then said dissatisfiedly: "Second uncle, you underestimated my master. The artifact may be a divine artifact, but the person who uses the sword is not ordinary. There is no reason why he was ordinary before, but after picking up the magic sword, he was reborn and even learned the Tao rhyme without a teacher."
"God's will is unpredictable."
"… "
Now, it was Chang Qingyu's turn to suffer.
Chang Gaowu pondered and thought, a cultivator in the Void Refinement Realm with a magic sword can easily kill the Five Dou Talisman. If he were in the Earthly Immortal Realm, he would be able to cut the Three Heavens Seal and the Great Stele Curse like a dirt chicken or a clay dog with a wave of his sword.
If it was the ancestor of the family, God Liu, who held this sword, would Prince Yan also become a traitor
Thinking of this, Chang Gaowu immediately felt that there was something to do.
The treasure was covered in dust and placed in the hands of a crazy old Taoist priest, which made him feel very sad.
"Uncle, what are you thinking about?"
Chang Qingyu narrowed his eyes and warned, "Let me be frank. Master is not very clear-headed. He doesn't recognize his relatives when he holds the sword. If you mess up, the only thing I can do for you is to collect your body, except for yelling at you."
"It is because he showed mercy and refused to acknowledge me that I, your second uncle,..."
"Oh, he left no body behind when he struck with his sword, I can't even help you collect the body."
"Qing Yu, once a teacher, always a father. How can you call me Master casually?"
"He saved my life, so I won't suffer any loss if I call him Master."
"… "
Chang Gaowu smiled bitterly, thinking about Tianmingzi holding the magic sword, especially the magic sword in Tianmingzi's hand, his heart felt itchy as if being scratched by a cat.
I have to find a way to borrow the sword.
"By the way, Qingyu, there is something going on in Southern Xinjiang. You can take your master over there to take a look."
"Southern Xinjiang?!"
Chang Qingyu was surprised and asked, "Isn't it stable over there?"
"The Imperial Astronomical Observatory has deployed troops and generals, and it is suspected that there are masters at the level of the Three Heavens Seal..."
“That’s pretty stable too!”
"There is also a group of foreign forces. Prince Yan found helpers from somewhere."