Fu Yunge finally heard what his senior said. His face was hot, and the tip of his nose was sore.
He had never had this extravagant wish, and he originally planned to keep this title hidden in his heart.
However, he didn't know that every move he made was slowly melting the thick ice of the poinsettia. Until tonight, the snow melts and the ice disappears, and the waves of spring water return again.
"Disciple Fu Yunge... pays homage to Master!"
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And in the distant periphery of the Tianzhu, there are strange waves and clouds. Just because of Jiuche Xiaoying's notice, those who tried to sneak into or attack Qiongtian Palace to seize the Heart Lake Meteor Iron did not stop for a day.
The three outer religions also guarded their positions, so the ambitious people who wanted to mobilize troops to attack Huanglong never succeeded.
However, this alone restrained a large number of their troops, and Jiuche Xiaoying was still superior in skills.
Moreover, what should be worried about most is not the troops fighting fiercely and stalemate outside, but the rats sneaking in secretly.
In the Qiongtian Palace, in the triple darkroom, Jue Tongjun was meditating against the light that Xiwei filtered in from the window.
And his hands were now covered in dripping blood.
What fell to the ground in front of him were several thieves who coveted meteorite and sneaked in secretly. It was unclear whether they were the power of Jiuche Xiaoying, but since they chose this dead end, he could only give them a ride personally.
He pulled away with some disgust and wanted to wash his hands as soon as possible.
After thinking about it, he decided to dispose of the body in the secret passage first, and then confirmed the safety of the meteorite.
After everything was handled properly, he slowly walked back to Qiongtian Palace.
Outside the palace gate, several Confucian scholars from Qingya Academy had gathered, as if there was a new war situation.
He sat on the chair as if nothing had happened, cleared the clutter on the table, and let everyone come in to discuss.
"What happened?" He raised his head and looked at several Confucian scholars who walked in one after another.
The leading Confucian scholar wears a square crown and a crane, and has a calm and majestic look on his face. He stood upright in front of Jue Tongjun's table and said loudly: "The master's sword formation in the academy has been broken, but Yi Laoxuan is still stubborn and refuses to let go. I would like to ask you to come forward and give me advice."
After hearing this, Jue Tongjun seemed a little surprised, but he quickly regained his composure.
"Qingya Academy's three major sword formations, Yi Laoxuan's Confucius Sword Formation alone can sustain it for such a long time, which is extraordinary." He sighed, and then showed an encouraging smile, "Thank you for your hard work."
Although those Confucian scholars were comforted, they were still a little angry: "This is what the academy should do. But Yi Laoxuan insists on going his own way and rejecting comrades. I'm afraid it will be more harmful than helpful to the current situation."
Jue Tongjun looked at them with a wry smile, thinking that if Qingying Shufan and Lu Dingmo were still there to offer wine in the academy, they would not have made such a fuss.
But after all, they were all angry at each other, and they all came to his door, so there was no reason for him to ignore them.
"I also know that Yi Laoxuan's character is like this." He smiled slightly and took the pen and ink from the table. "That's good. I'll write a letter and you will forward it to him. In addition, you can use the Zongda Sword Formation and the Rentian Sword Formation yourself. Just make arrangements.”
Finally seeing that Mr. Jue Tong was willing to help, the expressions of the Confucian scholars gradually softened.
Jue Tongjun wrote hard and quickly. He wrote it in an instant without adding any details and handed it over to the Confucian scholars.
After seeing them off, Jue Tongjun returned to his chair and looked up at the carved and painted ceiling, feeling a little lost.
They can't continue to be contained like this and must find a way to counterattack. The Jiuche owl is rampant, and he must mobilize the most elite troops to the front lines where they are needed.
After pondering for a long time, he slowly reached for the tea cup on the table. However, when I touched it, there was no water inside. Then I looked at the teapot next to it, and the same thing happened.
Jue Tongjun stared at the teapot blankly for a while, and finally sighed.
At this time, Subiezhi walked in from the door again.
After entering the door, he saw Jue Tongjun's frowning expression, and he didn't care much about it. It wasn't until he reached the table that he leaned over, patted the dust on his body, and threw something on his table.
Jue Tongjun was startled by the sound of the object knocking on the table, and then he came back to his senses.
"What's wrong? You look like you're frozen." Subiezhi quickly pulled out a bench, sat down across from the table, and pointed to the things on the table with his chin, "The jade millet cakes given by the common people are eaten along the way. I took some, divided some, and left a small bag for you.”
At the mouth of the coarse cloth bag, the soft silk threads were slightly loosened, revealing the white snacks inside.
Jue Tongjun took a look and laughed twice: "Now the people are in dire straits and the victims are starved of food. Please tell them not to send us anything."
Subiezhi did not refute, and nodded gently in agreement: "Yes."
Jue Tongjun carefully put away the snacks given by the people, and then turned his eyes back to Subiezhi's face.
"Is there anything else? You came all the way back just to send snacks." He asked casually.
Subiezhi grinned, with a very proud expression on his face: "I have gained a lot from this trip."
"Oh?" Jue Tongjun was excited by his tone and his interest was aroused.
Subiezhi asked him to bring the notice he had sent earlier, and Jue Tongjun took it out from under the map and put it on the table. Subiezhi only unfolded the bottom three or four locations and pointed to the last one for Jue Tongjun to see.
Jue Tongjun narrowed his eyes: "...Jianxue City."
