In the summer night sky, this sword light is very eye-catching and can be seen clearly from a long distance away.
Qi Hongmian was stunned for a moment, and his expression changed slightly as he recognized a familiar part of the surge of heaven and earth energy.
"Master..." At this time, no one in the house attended the banquet. The disciples of the Beast Control Sect who stayed here rushed out, and they also felt the sharp aura in the distance.
He looked up at the "Queen" standing in the sky and asked.
Qi Hongmian lowered his eyes and said in a cold voice: "Wait here."
After saying that, she grabbed Saixue's wrist in vain. A golden token was held in the palm of his hand, and the whole person collapsed into a fiery red thread, disappearing into the night.
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White Pagoda Temple.
In a Zen room, Master Xue Ting, with gray eyebrows and a kind face, was wearing a loose robe, sitting cross-legged on the ground and chanting sutras.
Holding a brown mallet in his hand, he gently tapped the wooden fish of the same color, making a deep sound.
On the table in front of him, there were pieces of white wax enshrined.
There is no golden body of Buddha on the pink and white wall, only a pair of dragons and phoenixes with the word "Buddha" and iron painted gold hooks.
"Du..."
Suddenly, the tapping sound of wooden fish stopped.
The thin old monk opened his eyes and noticed subtle changes in the spiritual elements of heaven and earth.
Feeling slightly confused, he put down the gavel and stood up slowly, then stepped forward and opened the double wooden doors of the Zen room.
The temple outside was quiet and cold, with clumps of bamboo swaying, and the waning moon looming in the midst.
Baita Temple is not a place of practice. Most of the temple's residents are ordinary monks. If they are not outside, they will not witness the changes in the distance.
The moment Master Xueting looked into the distance, the sword light slowly faded away.
It was like thin golden threads were sewn into the black curtain, leaving only imperceptible black scorch marks.
"Abbot?"
A monk happened to be returning from a pilgrimage with a lantern, and he was stunned when he saw an old monk dressed in robes standing quietly in front of the door looking into the night.
Master Xueting frowned and said to him:
"Early tomorrow morning, I will go out to the city to find out what happened at the Deer Ming Banquet last night."
"Yes." The monk nodded in agreement, but thought in his heart, if you are interested, why don't you go to the banquet? It's not like there's no invitation, and someone needs to be sent to inquire.
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royal palace.
As soon as the sword energy flew into the air, the palace guards noticed something unusual and looked nervously into the distance.
Some people even went to report to Emperor Qing of Yuan Dynasty. Fortunately, it was not dark yet, so the contemporary emperor did not stay, but ate in the imperial concubine's palace.
After receiving the news, he immediately threw down his dishes and walked out of the palace, but it was already a step too late, and he only saw the sword energy disappearing.
"Your Majesty, this is the direction of White Deer Park."
Eunuch Deng was wearing a python robe and holding a fly whisk in his hand. As the palace companion, he was always with the emperor, so he saw the sword energy rising into the sky first.
Emperor Yuan Qing was wearing ordinary clothes, his face was solemn, and he said:
"Order people to go quickly and find out what happened."
"Here." The old eunuch took the order and left. Emperor Yuan Qing was still standing in the corridor, frowning.
Until the plump and beautiful imperial concubine walked up behind her and said tiredly: "Your Majesty..."
Emperor Yuan Qing came back to his senses, but he no longer thought about sleeping with his concubine, and said in a deep voice:
"Show me the imperial palace."
Disappointment flashed across the concubine's eyes, and she did not dare to disobey.
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White Deer Park.
Streams of light are like rainbows, running through the night sky.
In the end, he fell from a building with tacit understanding.
The three warlords walked out of the starlight and looked at the scene in front of them solemnly:
The invisible sword intent rises from the ground, shoots straight into the sky, and is slowly spreading.
Around it, a strange scene appeared in the night.
Over this garden, a cover like an inverted glass bowl slowly appeared, sealing off the inside and outside.
At this moment, a ferocious gap was penetrated at the top of the mask.
Just like a piece of porcelain with a hole in it, with a crisp cracking sound, thick, dark cracks spread out around it.
Soon, the entire cover collapsed one after another, with irregular black fragments falling off bit by bit, like damp wall coverings.
"It's a barrier!"
Li Guofeng said in a deep voice, with a faint golden light surging in his deep eyes.
A faint spark flashed across his face, which was the characteristic of the dissipated sword energy cutting into the protective aura.
At this moment, on the back of his plain white robe, the star map outlined with gold threads shone brightly.
The Taibai Star Master's killing attack was similar to the sharp sword energy, and instinctively attracted the remaining sword energy to attack.
Xu Xiurong was wearing a dark green robe, and her skin was fair and delicate. She frowned and said:
"It's like a Taoist method."
There are many inheritances in Kyushu that can produce sword energy, such as the sword field of the Southern Tang Dynasty, the Huaiyuan of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the Taoist sect is also included in this list.
At this moment, an old Taoist with gray hair on his temples and an immortal spirit came floating in. It was Chen Daoling.
Hearing this, he didn't say a word, but he was also filled with surprise and uncertainty.
Zhang Fuzi, Gao Mingjing and others who followed closely behind were also confused.
At this time, my mind couldn't help but think of Zhao Yuanyang's disappearance. Combined with the barrier that isolated the inside and outside, some bad associations were difficult to contain.
His face became extremely ugly.
"Get out of the way!"
With a loud scolding, Luan Yu stepped on a strange beast with wings and ran towards him through the air.
The beast was carrying Zhao Yuanji on its back, and the two of them were already very anxious.
Seeing that the barrier was broken, the sword power gradually subsided, and a white token in Luan Yu's hand buzzed and trembled, her expression immediately changed:
"Yuan Yang is inside!"
This is a means of sensing between the disciples of the Beast Control Sect. They can use each other's tokens to respond within a certain range.
After confirming the whereabouts of the missing disciple, Luan Yu was not thankful at all, and her cold face turned pale.
Realizing that Zhao Yuanyang was likely to fall into a premeditated ambush.
And whether it was the barrier formation that had an extraordinary origin and made a group of monks sitting in a well unable to respond, or the majestic sword intent that was enough to kill Pojiu Perfection, both of them sent a bad signal.
The little lion-like Zhao Yuanji screamed strangely and turned to glare at the monks headed by Chen Daoling and Li Guofeng.
In his opinion, the Deer Ming Banquet was prepared by the Zhou Dynasty. If the girl was gone, the court practitioners would be to blame.
Luan Yu also glanced at the others with a cold gaze, feeling a fear mixed with anger in his heart that was about to burst out.
He had already made up his mind. If Yuan Yang really had a problem, he would immediately summon the master with a token.
But now is not the time to argue.
The old Taoist in green waved his sleeves, and the invisible aura swept across, destroying the formation that had not completely collapsed.
Next to him, another Taoist elder wearing an apricot Taoist robe and speaking little said:
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
A piece of talisman flew out in all directions, fixed the fog inside the barrier, and said: "The confusion has dispersed, everyone goes together."
Before he finished speaking, Luan Yu had already crashed into the garden on his pet beast, followed closely by the others. The dark gray and almost black mist in front of his eyes continued to dissipate, showing a scene as if it had been swept by a tornado.
Finally, a group of people tore through the fog and arrived at the core area, and then everyone was stunned.
I saw that the vegetation in the center of the garden was cut off, the rocks collapsed, and the ground looked miserable as if it had been plowed by sword energy.
Only one area remained unscathed, like the eye of a storm, not affected in the slightest.
The bright starlight shone down, illuminating a fiery red lantern on the ground.
There was a young man standing in front of the lantern. He was holding a bamboo stick in his right hand and holding a little girl carved in pink and jade in his left hand, who was only a little taller than his waist.
In the air around the little girl, a herring was swimming slowly, and in front of her was a burly white bear who had woken up from his dream and looked around blankly.
When the demon killer died and lost control of the lantern weapon, Zhao Yuanyang gradually regained his senses.
Her nose was filled with blood, and there was the sound of wind in her ears. The darkness in front of her eyes dissipated, and she raised her little face and finally saw clearly the young man leaning beside her.
It feels familiar.
Zhao Yuanyang blinked, and then he realized that he saw a group of big shots with blank expressions not far away.
A beautiful middle-aged woman who almost cried with joy, and a confused Zhao Yuanji.
"Yuan Yang!"
Luan Yu screamed with joy, breathed a long sigh of relief, and called out as her chest rose and fell.
Zhao Yuanyang didn't move, still a little dazed, until the young man next to him said:
"Go ahead."
She walked over in a daze and hugged Luan Yu.
Compared with the two people from the Beast Control Sect who focused entirely on Zhao Yuanyang, the rest of the people present focused more on Ji Ping'an, who was wearing Si Chen's official robe and looking calm and indifferent.
Combined with the obvious traces of battle here, and the corpse of the snake demon on the ground not far away that was riddled with holes by sword energy.
Confusion arose in everyone's mind, and some even looked at Li Guofeng and the other three, seeming to be asking.
But the three supervisors were equally confused. Only Xu Xiurong bit his lip with complicated eyes, and finally understood the source of his uneasiness before.
In the weird atmosphere, someone finally spoke, ready to ask about the situation.
But someone took the lead.
Suddenly, the scalps of all the monks present were trembling, and their hearts were horrified.
Clearly aware of a terrifying coercion falling from the sky.
Accompanied by the rising temperature in the cool night breeze.
A dignified and indifferent female voice came from above her head:
"How is this going?"
In the dark night, a cluster of red light suddenly appeared.
Wearing a phoenix crown and rosy robe, the "Queen of the Cultivation World" with a dignified and majestic temperament, snow-skinned cherry lips, and extremely beautiful facial features walked out, her bright red rosy robes trembling.
On Qi Hongmian's flawless oval face, his phoenix eyes coldly swept over the entire audience. When his eyes touched him, all the monks from the major sects present bowed their heads and saluted.
It became extremely difficult to breathe, and I even had the urge to kneel on the ground.
When she saw Ji Ping'an, the majestic queen was startled.
There was a bit of surprise in the solemn expression between his brows and eyes. He folded his hands and looked down at the young man. His voice was clear and sweet:
"Ji Ping'an? Why are you here?"
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Ballroom.
At this moment, in the entire hall, disciples from all sects sat back down and were anxiously waiting for the news. The court ministers headed by Duke Lu also rushed back.
It's just that there is an additional female master with a phoenix crown and a habei in the most distinguished position.
The dilapidated garden is not a good place to talk, and tonight's events indeed require people from the court to listen.
Therefore, a group of people brought the two corpses back to the main banquet hall.
Disciples from all major sects also returned to their seats, curiously waiting for the answer.
But what they didn't expect was that Zhao Yuanyang and Si Chen, who was recognized by Master Zhang at the beginning, would also return.
What no one expected was that Master Qi seemed to know the young man, and his attitude seemed... less majestic and domineering than the others.
What surprised everyone the most was what Ji Pingan and Zhao Yuanyang described to each other.
They were deceived by servants in the mansion and led the way to a secluded garden, where they were assassinated.
Ji Ping'an killed the Wufu assassin, then followed the sound to find Zhao Yuanyang and rescued him.
And killed the white snake demon who broke through the nine realms.
After listening to the two men's stories, the entire banquet hall fell into a strange silence.
In fact, this process is really unbelievable and full of doubts, and obviously, most of the doubts are focused on Ji Ping'an.
"Ji Sichen, this matter is very important. There are some things that we must ask clearly."
After hearing what had happened, Duke Lu Guo, who was dressed in rich clothes and represented the imperial court, his old face became extremely solemn. He stared at Ji Pingan, who was standing in the center of the luxurious carpet, and spoke in a deep voice.
In the main hall.
Standing candles burned silently, illuminating the fluttering curtains in the room.
Low tables and faces.
Facing the gazes of hundreds of eyes, Ji Ping'an looked calm, without any trace of nervousness, and said:
"Excuse me."
Duke Lu Guogong stared at him with slightly cloudy eyes:
"According to your statement, you were deceived by a servant and fought with him. However, there are many geniuses from various factions present. It is not surprising that Zhao Yuanyang was chosen, but why did you also want to kill you?"
This sentence may sound like an interrogation, but it is actually a score question.
Duke Lu Guo knew that he had been assassinated by the demon clan, but many sects present did not know.
Therefore, the purpose of this question is to let him use the topic to explain the situation and avoid unnecessary suspicion.
Ji Pingan said:
"This starts with the two cases a few days ago..."
Then, he briefly described the Pengyuan case and the teahouse.
Li Guofeng and the saint Yu Yu also opened their mouths to prove it, and then the various sects suddenly realized.
Ji Ping'an smiled and said:
"The past festivals are just one of them. The more important thing is that the other party may think that I am weak enough, so they sent a warrior and thought that it was safe. But obviously the other party made a miscalculation."
This answer did not arouse many people's doubts, after all, the dead warrior did not break the nine.
Most of the people present were proud men of various sects, who were already more outstanding than monks of the same realm. In their simple understanding, it was not difficult to defeat a martial artist of the same realm.
Only some people who knew Ji Ping'an were secretly surprised.
Surprisingly, a person who has practiced cultivation for only three months can actually do this.
However, it is unknown whether they relied on some means of self-defense. When it came to Qin Tianjian, everyone tacitly agreed not to ask further questions.
Although Li Guofeng and others were suspicious, on the one hand, it was not a good time to ask.
In addition... since I found out that he was a direct descendant of the Imperial Master, I was prepared for the fact that Ji Ping'an might have hidden some trump cards.
As for how Ji Ping'an found Zhao Yuanyang, he was not questioned, because when everyone arrived, the formation had been broken, so they did not know the internal situation.
I just thought that since they were trapped in the same maze, it would not be a surprise to find them.
Zhao Yuanyang's senses were blocked at that time. Apart from knowing how Ji Ping'an felt, he didn't know anything about it...
Duke Lu Guogong nodded, and then glanced at Qi Hongmian, who was sitting upright on the main seat.
He coughed and asked in a deep voice the question that everyone was most concerned about:
"According to what Zhao Yuanyang said, she was at a disadvantage and was about to be killed. But when you arrived, you had sword energy rising into the sky to kill the Nine Demon Clan... How can this matter be solved?"
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone present stared closely at him. This was the key question that everyone really wanted to ask.
Even Qi Hongmian's phoenix eyes were filled with brilliance, and he was obviously very concerned about it.
Such a powerful sword intention should definitely not be possessed by Ji Ping'an and Si Chen. Considering the cultivation system, it is unlikely that it came from Qin Tianjian.
So, what's going on?
"Actually, it's very simple."
Ji Ping'an smiled, but did not respond directly. Instead, he suddenly turned around and looked outside the hall:
"Can the headmaster show up?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a mysterious aura came out, and there was a wind blowing outside the hall.
Qi Hongmian suddenly raised his eyes and looked out of the hall.
Then, in front of everyone's eyes, ripples appeared in front of Ji Ping'an.
A figure wearing a yin-yang feather coat and a lotus jade crown, with a beautiful appearance and flawless facial features, like a fairy, slowly walked out and stood in the air, looking down with his narrow eyes.
Taoist leader, Xin Yaoguang!
(End of chapter)
