Zhongqi heard the emperor ask himself, and said in a high-pitched voice: "There was once a good person in the world who ranked the top 100 martial arts practitioners in the world on the 'Shenzhou Lingjue Ranking'. This originally meant as a joke actually attracted the attention of the people in the martial arts community in Shenzhou." They fought hard to be famous on this list. After the bloody storm, the number of hundreds on this list has continued to this day. The number one person is the Qi Yun Sword God Li Kurong who was on the "Shenzhou Lingjue List". Luo San, who is in the Heaven-Knowing Realm, helped the First Emperor to pacify the Central Plains. This person had already reached the Grandmaster Realm back then. With a glazed sword and Xuantian Sword Intent, he was unstoppable by anyone in the world and ranked third on the list."
"Li Kurong once helped my father, and he was obsessed with martial arts. He doesn't seem to be someone who uses force to break the ban." The emperor played with the white jade hand and said.
Zhongqi bowed and continued: "The second person is Duanmu Zhenren, a closed-door disciple of Daoxuan in the Northern Jin Dynasty. It is said that this person has already stepped into the realm to know the sky at a young age. He has a Yin-Yang Demon-Slaying Sword on his back that can kill demons. Eliminate demons and go straight to the upper reaches of China's Lingjue Ranking."
"Northern Jin Dynasty?" The emperor paused while playing with the white jade hand and said, "Continue talking."
"This third person." Zhong Qi's high-pitched voice paused and continued: "The famous martial arts sect of the Southern Tang Dynasty, Tang Sect Tang Jiu, the Tang Sect was famous for its light kung fu, hidden weapons, and poisonous skills, but this Tang Jiu was not Xibenmen martial arts, based on Tangmen Qinggong, he created nine styles of swordsmanship, called Jianjiu. With his sword intention and internal strength, he has reached the level of a master, ranking ninth on the 'Shenzhou Lingjue Ranking'."
Seeing that the emperor had not spoken a word, Zhong Qi said to the others: "This fourth person is also from Qi Yun's martial arts world. I call him Yang Zijun. This person came to Wangli Villa ten years ago. In just ten years, he changed from a martial artist who did not know how to do martial arts." He arrived at the realm of Zhitian, and obtained the true inheritance of Li Kurong's Xuantian Sword Intention. With the Junzi Sword in his hand, he wiped out the evil-doing Qingfeng Village overnight. This person was expected to become another master on the "China's top ranking" since Li Kurong. Later, he lost his whereabouts and his whereabouts are still unknown, and he was removed from the 'Shenzhou Lingjue Ranking'."
"The fifth person is a woman. This woman's whereabouts are uncertain. It is said that this woman is skilled in sword dancing and wields a rouge sword. No one has seen this woman's face, and no one knows her name. Only those who have seen her They are all dead. All the deceased's internal organs were cut to pieces by sharp swords, but their faces were smiling, as if they had tasted the rouge red lips of a beauty. Back then, there were rumors about the fifth-ranked 'Rouge Sword' and the 'Shenzhou Lingjue Ranking' The top one, 'Tianjizi', had a battle, and then both of them disappeared, but the bodies of these two people were never seen, and the 'Shenzhou Lingjue Ranking' did not remove these two people from this list." Zhongqi said. I know that the master of swordsmanship in the world will report it to the emperor.
The emperor heard Zhong Qi stooped and finished talking about the five masters of swordsmanship in a high-pitched voice. The white jade hand he was playing with was gently twisted at his fingertips. After a moment, the emperor spoke softly: "Did you miss something?" Bit?"
Zhongqi heard a trace of panic in his eyes when he heard what the Holy Master said. Then he drooped his eyelids to cover the emotions in his eyes and said, "Maybe the old slave is old and can't remember some things clearly."
The emperor put the white jade glove on his wrist. The emperor looked at Zhongqi with his eyes. After a while, he chuckled and said: "You have forgotten all the things you should forget. Just say what I asked you to say."
"Old slave obeys the order and reports to the Holy One that there is indeed one person. The eldest son at that time, Emperor Lin, who is now deceased, became sworn brother, Gu Jianyi of the Tsing Yi Sword Sect. Back then, Gu Jianyi returned to the mountain and fought, and defeated him at the level of a grandmaster. The Northern Jin Dynasty's Immortal Daoxuan Zhenren, who was fourth on the "Shenzhou Ling Jue List", was known to the whole world. After that battle, with the funeral of Emperor Lin, Gu Jianyi also disappeared into the world. Therefore, people in the world only know about this battle. And I don’t know his name. In addition, before Gu Jianyi came out, very few people in the world knew Gu Jianyi, so he was not included in the list." After Zhong Qi said this, he secretly looked at him with the corner of his drooped eyes. The emperor, seeing that the emperor still had a leisurely expression, felt relieved and continued to lower his thick eyelids.
Lights flashed in the emperor's eyes. After a long silence, he spoke: "Gu Jian defeated the banished immortal when he reached the level of a grandmaster. Later, although he lost his arm and his level plummeted, he and I had an oath, and we would never do it again. After entering the Jianghu, I no longer care about worldly affairs. Who do you think the other people will be? I think this person will never come to my Jianglin City just to kill a few Jiumen guards."
"Your Majesty has a clear lesson," Zhongqi said with his eyelids lowered.
"That child that day..." The emperor changed the topic and mentioned what happened eighteen years ago.
Zhongqi's heart trembled, and he hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, the child had left with his mother that day. Your Majesty, please don't worry about the old slave's hand."
The emperor heard what Zhong Qi said and stared at Zhong Qi. After a while, he looked back and said: "With your cultivation level, you will definitely not miss when you start. I trust you more." After speaking, he raised his head and looked out the window. Without looking at Zhongqi again, he continued: "It's the beginning of the new month again. Have you finished eating the pills?"
Zhongqi heard the first half of what the emperor said and just breathed a sigh of relief. After hearing the second half, he hurriedly knelt on the ground and said with a trembling voice: "It is already the beginning of the month. Please ask the Holy One to give you this month's Liuhe Pill." The great eunuch who had defeated Yan Qingchuan, the successor of Wandering Dragon Palm, in one breath on the way to the side hall, was really like an old dog, kneeling down and begging for mercy.
The emperor caught a glimpse of Zhong Qi's appearance at this moment, and said contemptuously: "I have ordered people to deliver this month's elixir to your residence. You are tired today, so please wait for me to rest."
After Zhongqi heard what the emperor said, he hurriedly thanked him, climbed up from the ground tremblingly, waited for the emperor to enter the bed, and then quietly exited the palace. His rickety figure slowly walked in the night of the palace to Jingyang. Next to the palace, outside a cold small courtyard, Zhongqi stopped walking, pushed open the door of the small courtyard, entered the courtyard, and closed the door.
Compared with the rest of the palace, the small courtyard seems lifeless. Even the cold palace where the harem and concubines are imprisoned is more vibrant than this small courtyard. Unlike other palaces, the small courtyard has cats, dogs, pets, and even trees, flowers, and plants. None, making this small courtyard even more gloomy.
Zhongqi pushed open the door. There was a small, crystal clear jade bottle placed on the table in the center of the door. When Zhongqi saw the jade bottle, he ran away like a cat seeing something fishy. He stretched out his hand to hold the jade bottle and couldn't wait to open the lid of the jade bottle. Sniffing the strange aroma emanating from the elixir in the bottle, there were dozens of blood-red pills lying in the bottle, which were as red and dazzling as human blood. Zhongqi held the jade bottle, with a hint of unwillingness in his drooping eyes. Suddenly Zhongqi threw the jade bottle against the wall. The jade screen hit the wall and shattered into pieces. The red pills in the bottle scattered on the ground. The gray floor tiles made the bright red pills stand out.
After Zhongqi left the jade bottle behind, he walked to the couch in the room with his rickety body and fell asleep under the quilt. Not long after, Zhongqi, who had just fallen asleep, began to twitch. Zhongqi suddenly sat up and hurriedly moved. He crossed his legs, but he still couldn't stop twitching. Even the folds on his face began to tremble. Beads of sweat dripped down the folds on his face. He opened his eyes suddenly, and Zhongqi suddenly burst into tears. Layers of air waves shattered the door and windows of the small room, and the air waves roared out.
In several small courtyards around, a young eunuch who had just entered the palace was awakened by the noise. He was about to go out to check, but was pulled back by an old eunuch by the window. The young eunuch was puzzled and asked softly: "Zhongguan An, what is this?" Why is the sound so scary?"
The old eunuch, who was called An Zhongguan, made a silent gesture and pulled the young eunuch into the house. After checking that there was no one around, he closed the doors and windows tightly and said softly to the young eunuch: "This voice comes from the servant." It was sent from the residence of our Lord, Eunuch Zhongqi. You have just entered the palace. I didn’t know that our Eunuch Zhongqi was originally a martial arts master. After being subdued by our Lord, I heard that he injured his lower body, and he was not a martial artist. He has become a complete man, so he entered the palace and became our emperor’s personal eunuch.”
After Zhongguan An finished speaking, he listened outside the window. After realizing that no one was eavesdropping, he continued to the young eunuch: "When I entered the palace at the beginning of the year, no one knew the origin of this loyal Qi father-in-law. At that time, there were many gentlemen. I thought he was a newcomer, and used our man's method to get money from this Zhongqi Eunuch. Without saying anything, Zhongqi Eunuch gave him the money and went to his own yard. But that night was just like last night. This Zhongqi Eunuch didn't say anything. The father-in-law was wailing in his own courtyard, and there were many strange phenomena. But these men, relying on Eunuch Zhongqi to pay the money honestly during the day, went to Eunuch Zhongqi's courtyard to argue, but several of them went and never returned. , the next day, the Superintendent of Ceremonies sent people to carry out the bodies of several people from the Zhongqi Gonggong Courtyard. Not long after I entered the palace, I saw it from a distance. The death of those men was so horrific that I was shocked. I’ve had nightmares for many days in a row!”
"If a person's life is lost, the Supervisor of Ceremonies will not care?" The young eunuch was so frightened by what Zhongguan An said that he trembled.
"Don't say that the Supervisor of Ceremonies doesn't care. I heard from the man who served the Holy One that even our Holy One just said 'No need to ask any more questions' and took the matter away. From then on, this loyal Qi Eunuch, no one will dare to go there again, and no one will dare to provoke Eunuch Zhongqi again." With fear in his eyes, Zhongguan An told the young eunuch everything he knew.
"Little Yezi thanks Zhongguan An for saving his life." After hearing this, the young eunuch hurriedly bowed to An Zhongguan.
"There is no need to be polite. From now on, little Yezi, remember to stay away from the residence of Eunuch Zhongqi." Zhongguan An waved his hand, indicating that little Yezi didn't need to be too polite.
While the two were talking secretly, Zhongqi's wailing and screaming sounds came from outside the house. Both of them fell silent and looked out the window at Zhongqi's residence in horror.
At this moment, Zhongqi no longer looked like he was doing his exercises with his legs crossed just now. He was rolling on the floor tiles in this room in pain. Zhongqi felt like insects and rat bites in his meridians, and the pain was unbearable. Suddenly he felt like he had fallen into an ice cellar. The cold was abnormal. With a hazy consciousness, he reached out to take away the quilt on the couch and reluctantly touched the quilt. The feeling of coldness disappeared and was replaced by pain like burning fire. Zhongqi could no longer bear such torture. , letting go and wailing. When his consciousness was dim, he saw a person in front of him. He was wearing a bamboo hat and a black shirt. There was a golden word "Tang" on the sleeve of the clothes. This person was standing by the door and looking at him coldly, with loyal eyes. There was happiness, longing, and I don't know what kind of emotion it was, and he spoke in a sharp voice: "Master, save the disciple."
The black Jinshan looked at him and said coldly: "Traitors, traitors to the country and teachers, they should be killed." He saw his body move slightly, and three silver needles shot out from his palms. The speed of the silver needles was so fast that Zhong Qi With such a level of cultivation, there was no time to dodge, the silver needle went straight towards the acupuncture point in the chest and sank into the body. Zhongqi yelled and looked down to see if there were any wounds on his chest. When he looked up again, he saw a woman in rich brocade clothes, her face covered with blood, looking at her, and said in a miserable voice: "You and I have never met each other, and we have no hatred or grudge. Why did you kill my mother and son today? Do you know that this place is... Where, who is my husband?" After saying this, the woman in brocade stretched out her hands full of blood and pinched Zhongqi's neck. Zhongqi felt that his whole body was unable to use his cultivation. Just when he couldn't breathe, a figure appeared in front of him. black.
Zhongqi looked into the room and saw that there was no woman in brocade clothes anywhere, but it was his own hands that were holding his neck. Zhongqi gasped for air and suddenly saw the bloody pill that he had thrown away and scattered on the ground. As if grasping a life-saving straw, like a dying old dog, he crawled towards the elixir, stretched out his hand tremblingly, and regardless of the fact that the elixir was filled with dust, he grabbed one and stuffed it into his mouth. After a while, the internal energy dispersed in various acupuncture points returned to the Dantian, and the feeling of rats and insects in the veins disappeared. Zhongqi closed his eyes and crossed his knees. After a stick of incense, Zhongqi exhaled a breath of turbid air, with a restrained light in his eyes, and looked at the floor tiles in front of him. The blood-colored elixirs were scattered everywhere. Zhongqi's drooping eyes seemed angry and unwilling, but he still reached out and took out a brocade handkerchief, picked up the scattered elixirs one by one, and placed them in the brocade handkerchief. He put it away carefully, with a hint of anger in his eyes, and looked out the window in the direction of Yunshu Palace in the distance.
In the side hall of Yunshu Palace, Yan Qingchuan, who was resting cross-legged and concentrating on his luck, was shocked by the movement just now. He thought that there was such a master in the imperial city. Could it be his loyal Eunuch Qi who forced him back with just one move? But the movement was too big. As the commander of the imperial department, I went to check it out and made up my mind. Just as I was about to push the door open, the little eunuch's voice came from outside the door: "Your Majesty ordered that Commander Yan just rest." Okay, don’t worry about other matters.”
The palm that was pushing against the door was retracted. Yan Qingchuan thought about the matter in the palace. His Majesty had already given instructions, so he would stay in the side hall to rest. With the palm retracted, Yan Qingchuan went to the couch and continued to regulate his breathing.
On the couch in the back hall of Yunshu Palace, the highest ruler of Qi Yun was lying on his side at the moment. The distant sound coming from the palace just now did not disturb his sleepiness, but instead made a smile appear on the corner of the emperor's mouth, as if I was having a sweet dream, I don't know if it was talking in my sleep or murmuring when I was awake, but I vaguely heard from the emperor's mouth: "Liuhe Pill, it is difficult to be a god."
