The two Prime Minister Liu and Yushi Cao of Dayu Kingdom saw that the fighting outside seemed to have stopped, and then they walked out of Lin Hongzhi's small room. Also coming out with them were the old Taoist priest from the Seventh Realm who had extended the emperor's life and the young man who had been following him.
Of course, the old Taoist priest from the Seventh Realm is now an ordinary person.
The old Taoist priest's cultivation level has gone, and he is now very old. He suddenly no longer has the same spirit as before, and he looks like an old man.
Qi Chaoshu asked: "How's it going?"
The old Taoist priest coughed twice and replied feebly: "It's done. The emperor still has at least five years to live."
A glint flashed in Qi Chaoshu's eyes.
But the young man's face was still angry, and he said to Qi Chaoshu: "My husband's cultivation has also been given to the emperor, and his previous promises must be fulfilled!"
Qi Chaoshu replied casually: "That's natural. Our royal family is not someone who will deceive you. We will definitely do what we promise you. We will send the order to Fenghuo Sect immediately, and they will not dare to make things difficult for you anymore. There are also those collected by the palace. You should also take some of the magic methods and elixir talismans. As long as they are not too precious, they are fine."
The old Taoist priest said: "Thank you very much, Master Qi."
Qi Chaoshu said: "Since this matter has passed without any danger, everyone will get what they deserve, and you don't have to be bound by the palace. You can go wherever you want. But if you want to see the emperor and his wife, Xingqing also welcomes you to stay for a few days of celebrations."
The old Taoist priest naturally knew that these kind words were not to be believed, so he smiled and said: "That's not necessary. This matter must be hidden from others. The fewer people who know about it, the better. I won't cause trouble. I will return in two days." I hope that Grandmaster Qi and I can meet again in the future."
Qi Chaoshu smiled a little unnaturally.
The old Taoist priest and the man who followed him resigned, leaving Prime Minister Liu and Yushi Cao behind.
Prime Minister Liu was obviously frightened by the previous attack by the big demon, and asked: "Isn't that big demon gone?"
Qi nodded towards the tree.
Prime Minister Liu breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Alas, what we did in this matter is still not reliable enough. I thought it was kept secret, but it was still known to the Demon Sect. It seems that there is still no peace within the imperial court."
Cao Yushi also agreed: "Yes, it is difficult to prevent the population. We must be more vigilant after this time. But these monsters are too strong. How many armies can this big monster withstand with its combat power?" No matter how many troops come, it will be useless. After seeing such a scene, I really have no idea about the war in a few years."
Prime Minister Liu comforted him with a few words of comfort: "This time it was the Demon Clan that caught him by surprise, which is why it has such a momentum. Speaking of which, such a great demon of the Nine Realms has a high status in the Demon Clan, and he will not take action casually. Even if we take action, we in East Fuyao Continent will definitely have great monks to stop us. Judging from the war records from hundreds of years ago, monster sieges mainly rely on the number of low-level monsters. Only by properly training and commanding the army can we win. Negative key.”
Qi Chaoshu said: "Prime Minister Liu is right. Your Majesty is a rare wise monarch. General Zhuo Xuefeng is both proficient in general strategy and a warrior in the Eight Realms. I think the future battle may not be impossible!"
Cao Yushi was also a little excited by these words, and said repeatedly: "Okay... you are right, I am pessimistic. As long as we Dayu work together, we will definitely win!"
Qi smiled at the tree.
The key to the war is of course the war between the lower-level demon clan and the army, but...
If you want to use an army to resist the demon clan, you must also have an army. With the strength of the four countries in Fuyao Continent in the east, the troops gathered in the south by that day will have to be at least five million.
Five million... Qi Chaoshu would feel how shocking that scene would be just thinking about it.
Five million people died together.
Prime Minister Liu and Yushi Cao continued to speak some words of encouragement, feeling excited, but Qi Chaoshu was not in the mood to listen.
He used to sometimes doubt whether his choice was wrong or right, but now, he no longer doubts it. The deal is done, and no more doubts are useless. We can only be pushed forward step by step by reality.
He has no choice now.
In that small room, Lin Hongzhi was lying on the couch, but he opened his eyes, looked in the direction of Qi Chaoshu and Liu Cao, and smiled mockingly.
After Prime Minister Liu and Yushi Cao continued to exchange some words with each other, they were still worried about Lin Hongzhi, so they continued to guard Lin Hongzhi in the house, while Qi Chaoshu left on the pretext of recovering from his injuries.
Qi Chaoshu was walking in the night, turned around a remote corner of the palace, and stopped.
He knocked on the wall tile twice, and then a man in black walked out of the darkness.
Qi Chaoshu said coldly: "Go kill that child, go now."
The man in black was as speechless as the night. Without asking a word, he merged into the darkness again and went to carry out his mission.
Qi Chaoshu sighed secretly in his heart.
Everything was planned, and even Liang Chen didn't see any clues.
This scene is finally over.
…
At an unknown street corner, the oil-paper umbrella shop did not close up at night, and the woman in white was still missing, leaving only the woman in black guarding the oil-paper umbrellas.
The woman in black still covered her face with a bamboo hat and sat motionless in the corner, seemingly asleep.
She saw all the previous movements in Xingqing City, but she was not surprised at all, as if everything was so natural. Even the appearance of the big demon and Liang Chen only made her move slightly, and everything seemed to be planned by her.
But when the moonlight blinked for the second time, she finally raised her head and glanced at the moonlight.
The moonlight streamed down, and under the bamboo hat was a face that looked a little weathered.
The face of this woman in black is indescribably strange, especially her pair of pitch-black eyes without whites, which are mysterious and unusual.
These eyes seemed to be the void outside the sky. No emotion or color could be seen, but there was a feeling that could make people intoxicated at a glance.
She whispered to herself: "Is this the end of this scene?"
…
Imperial Master Ling Li did not return to the palace tonight. After looking for Lin Cangyang, he followed a path at the foot of Guangrao Mountain to the top of Guangrao Mountain and watched the whole Xingqing chaos.
After seeing it, he seemed to find it uninteresting, so he went to the Guangrao Mountain God Temple enshrined on the top of the mountain.
Before he entered the mahogany-carved temple, he still took off his boots, then dressed up and entered. He took out an incense candle from the box on one side, lit it, and inserted it into the rusty bronze incense burner in the center of the mountain god statue.
The smoke from the cigarette was faint and diffuse, seeming to be invisible in the night.
Lin Cangyang still didn't seem to understand what he said to Lin Cangyang before. Ling Li didn't blame her. In this world, except for a few people from the Demon Sect, he seemed to be the only one who knew exactly what happened in Xingqing tonight.
Starting from a correct fact, as long as the process is good, you can get a correct result. But what if something that everyone seemed to be right all along turned out to be a scam from start to finish? Doesn’t that mean everyone will be deceived?
Ling Li felt that he had already calculated a lot of things, and what happened tonight made him even more convinced of his terrible inference.
If this is the case, he will have to carefully lay out the wiring in the coming days.
He felt that this should be the most magnificent thing he could do in his life. Many monks in the ninth or even tenth realm would not have the opportunity to do such a thing in their lives.
The life and death of the entire East Fuyao Continent could be decided by his thoughts.
He could have had more choices, such as telling Lu Zijin, or Deng Zhiyuan, or the leader of Zixia or Xingyue Sect. However, he can't trust anyone now, he can only trust himself.
Moreover, he seemed a little crazy. He wanted to do this thing by himself, something that would make him famous forever.
For no reason, he thought of the mortal woman who made him lose all his cultivation.
Are you really just a mortal woman?
Indeed.
But her past life was the reason why Ling Li embarked on the path of spiritual practice in the first place. Ling Li has lived for more than a hundred years and has cultivated to the eighth level. Although the outcome of his previous life with that woman was not very pleasant, Ling Li still feels that he owes her in his heart.
Since you owe something, just pay it back. Returning his cultivation to her gave her peace of mind. Ling Li felt that she had gained so much knowledge and longevity for no reason.
When the moonlight blinked for the second time, he also looked up into the night.
He had a smile and a strategizing aura.
This drama has just begun.
People in the audience don’t know what the people on the stage are doing, and people on the stage don’t know what the people in the audience are watching.
