"Since you have made up your mind, I will naturally say no more." Hong Luan said, standing up to leave, "However, the Demon Sect's secret piles have been exposed one after another, which is already a very obvious signal. In the past few years, the Northern Territory's Jianghu has been in full swing. The war is about to begin. As a rising star in the north, you will definitely have many eyes staring at you."
"I have been mentally prepared for this kind of thing." Bai Ze said with a smile.
"Our people in Haojing are not only capable, but they are also quite capable." Hong Luan said, "The Blood Shadow Token is in your hands, and I think you know how to do it. I don't want you to die in Haojing, otherwise I will It would be very embarrassing.”
Bai Ze: "...There is indeed something that I need your help with."
"Oh?" Hong Luan laughed, "What's the matter?"
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That night, Bai Ze took out a jade slip from the chess pieces, and the light circulated, as if someone was delivering a message.
The function of this jade slip is similar to the conch Yu Youwei gave to Bai Ze. It can be used to send messages. Just like the conch that was ineffective at that time, the jade slips also had their shortcomings, that is, the people communicating via sound transmission could not be too far apart, otherwise they would just be a decoration.
The jade slips are Su Wen's masterpiece.
As the only remaining weapon-refining family in the Great Zhou Dynasty, the Su family has quite a lot of these weird things.
But remembering what Hong Luan said, there were many casualties among the Immortal Sect disciples in the Kunlun Secret Realm, and I wonder if Su Wen came out safely.
And Yu Youwei.
Thinking of this, Bai Ze's mood rarely fluctuated, and a nameless anxiety lingered in his heart, making him feel vaguely uneasy.
It stands to reason that when he solved his inner demons on the ancient temple mountain road in the Kunlun Secret Realm, he had already entered a state where his mind was like still water. It had only been a few months. There could not have been such an abnormal change in his state of mind, and he didn't know what went wrong.
The halo of the jade slip circulated, and Bai Ze's spiritual consciousness penetrated. There were only a few simple words in it: Tianshui Pavilion, Yulianfang.
The person who summoned him was none other than Jiang Wei.
Bai Ze put away the jade slips and his mind moved. In Haojing, the avatar of the god had already sensed it.
The capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Haojing.
Xuanwu Street has towering pavilions and a bustling night scene.
At this moment, on the east side of Xuanwu Street, on the Yueming Lake, the mist is steaming and rolling, and the boat is sailing in it, just like a fairyland on earth.
Yueming Lake is not affected by the cold wave all year round. The reason is that there is a magic force on the bottom of the lake, a large condensation formation covering the entire lake.
Tianshui Pavilion is a pavilion on Yueming Lake.
It is said that the sky is clear during the day, the moonlight lake reflects the clouds and the sky, and the water and sky are the same color. If you stand in the attic and bend down to look at it, you will feel like you are living in the sky, like a dream, and the scene is fascinating.
The boatman was in a good mood, because the young man wearing a crane cloak on the bow was generous and only supported the boat for this time, so he gave him a piece of broken silver.
"Sir, the Tianshui Pavilion is ahead." Zhouzi was skilled in boating. The boat sailed on the water as smoothly as if it were walking on flat ground.
When the young man on the bow heard this, he stood with his hands behind his hands and looked at the pavilion revealed in the moonlight. Tianshui Pavilion is worthy of the name of Xuanwu Street Fengyuechang, not to mention the pavilions, carved railings and painted corridors, and the nine-melody corridor. The ethereal singing can be heard from the swaying green curtains, and the graceful geishas greeting guests are eye-catching.
"This young master looks strange. Is this his first time back to Tianshui Pavilion?" The older woman was charming, twisting her waist and smiling swayingly.
"We have an appointment," said the Master Heyi, strolling by, "Where to go to Yulianfang?"
The woman was stunned for a moment, still surprised that the young man's eyes were a rare red color. After hearing this, she quickly followed and led the way.
This person is Bai Ze's fire-attributed avatar.
After cultivating to the fourth realm, Bai Ze has been able to put his soul in his clone, so that he can move freely even if the clone is far away from the main body.
At this moment, in Yulianfang, the young man in white has been waiting for a long time.
Good wine and delicious food, the beautiful woman plays the harp and sings:
"Have fun.
The east wind is silent and the flowers turn into butterflies.
There is a rustling sound, and withered leaves and dust pile up.
The candles are piled red with tears, and I miss you for a while.
Time flies, how many people know?
The green curtains are graceful and the cold moon is moving.
Sober up with wine.
The piano and flute are playing, making the dust fall. How many people are playing?
Leaning against the pavilion, there is a river and fire, and a slow song.
Good times are like dreams.
Have fun.
Drunk, Beichen lay down and waited for dawn.
The road ahead is endless. "
Bai Ze stood quietly in front of the door, finished singing, and then smiled and said: "The beauty's singing voice is gentle, that's the word, a little sad."
"I didn't come over until midnight because I had an appointment, so I could play chess pieces and let the lights go." The young man in white laughed and said, "You came too late. I thought I was going to let this beauty down with wine and food."
"Since we have an appointment, why not go?" Bai Ze pushed open the door and walked in. The girl playing the piano was twenty-eight years old, with a gauze skirt and a soft figure, just like a bud about to bloom, and she was caressing it with her slender jade fingers. The strings are exciting.
The young man in white saw Bai Ze's eyes were red, and he was tapping the tables by the window with his long and strong fingers. His eyes were stern, and he smiled and said: "The beauty is beautiful, you are not going to get red-eyed, are you?"
"Lovesickness makes me sick, and there is nothing I can do." Bai Ze said with a smile.
"That's a pity." Jiang Wei said, looking at the harp artist, "I originally wanted to invite a beautiful woman to accompany me to drink, but now it seems that we don't need it."
As soon as these words came out, the girl playing the piano wisely got up and left the room.
Bai Ze took his seat, the two faced each other, and Jiang Wei poured the wine himself.
"It seems that you had quite an adventure during your trip to the secret realm." Jiang Wei said, "Could this method be the method of clones?"
"That's true." Bai Ze drank and smiled, "The main body is still in Yancheng, and I met a person."
Seeing that Bai Ze had no intention of continuing, Jiang Wei asked, "Four Realms?"
The aura faintly revealed by the avatar is indeed the third realm.
However, it was difficult for Jiang Wei to guess what the cultivation level of the three separate realms was.
"You haven't made much progress." Bai Ze said, not denying Jiang Wei's guess. The implication was that he was sure, "Why is it that the Haojing matter has made you unable to do anything at all?"
Jiang Wei laughed and drank without saying a word.
Before the Kunlun secret realm was opened, Ouchi secretly ordered him to return to Haojing. Jiang Wei knew the whole story, and it must be Prince Jiang Yin who was blocking him from entering the secret realm.
Although the Kunlun Secret Realm is extremely dangerous, dangers and opportunities coexist.
As long as Jiang Wei does not die in the secret realm and leaves the Kunlun secret realm, at least his cultivation will reach the fourth realm in a very short time.
Now he has perfected the three realms, but his state of mind is blocked and he has been unable to break through.
Jiang Yin didn't dare to gamble.
But Jiang Wei didn't expect that on the day he returned to Haojing, he found out that the person who secretly ordered him to return to the capital was his father. The reason is that Jiang Wei's biological mother Yi Ji became ill with worries and was seriously ill and dying.
Yi Ji prayed to the King of Zhou to see Jiang Wei before she died.
Although there was no affection between King Zhou and Otohime over the years, Otohime was seriously ill, and with humble prayers, the king of Zhou was reminded of the long-lasting love in the past.
The King of Zhou secretly ordered Jiang Wei to return to Haojing, and received the summons the next day. Yiji's personal maid took him into the palace to see his biological mother.
Jiang Wei has been practicing in Yunhai Xianmen for three years. As soon as he met Yiji, he found out after some testing that she was poisoned by a strange poison and that there was no way to save her.
The maid told Jiang Wei that since he was expelled from Haojing by the King of Zhou, Yiji had become depressed and ill. Until now, she was already terminally ill, as if she had no idea about Yiji's poisoning.
No one has visited Otohime since she became seriously ill.
It seems that this closed palace is a huge tomb, constantly eating away at Otohime's life.
Even when she begged the King of Zhou to let her see Jiang Wei before her death, the eunuch sent a message telling her to keep to herself, wait with peace of mind, and not to set foot in the King of Zhou's chamber to avoid infecting the King of Zhou with her illness.
Since ancient times, the merciless emperor's family has been a ruthless one.
Jiang Wei was deeply saddened and could not forgive him. Even though he had been demoted from Haojing by King Zhou, those people still refused to let go of his biological mother.
It was also at that moment that he realized more deeply that in this power struggle, only the winner was qualified to survive.
If the prince cannot be defeated, neither Jiang Wei nor Su Wen, nor the other young royal brothers, can escape the clutches of the queen mother and the prince!
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