The old Taoist who calls himself Ziyang Zhenren is naturally not an innate ancestral spirit, nor is he a hidden immortal. He is not even a land immortal.
So when the sword light on Gu Ximing's waist lit up, completely revealing his realm and cultivation, the face of Master Ziyang suddenly changed.
When Gu Ximing came in, he suppressed his spiritual power. Taoist Ziyang didn't know Gu Ximing's cultivation level.
And similarly, because Master Ziyang had used some kind of breath-containing secret technique, Gu Ximing also didn't know the cultivation level of this old Taoist.
But since he can prevent himself from seeing his true identity, this old Taoist must be somewhat extraordinary. He is probably a land god like himself. Therefore, Gu Ximing seemed to have come out casually, but in fact he used all his strength.
The long sword is as bright as lightning and its speed is as fast as lightning.
Just as the sound of the sword being unsheathed was heard, the shadow of the sword had already arrived in front of Taoist Ziyang.
At this moment, many things actually appeared in front of Master Ziyang.
For example, a shield, a small mirror, or a wooden pillar, all in a mess, they all seemed to be the protective objects of Master Ziyang.
However, all of these were shattered instantly under Gu Ximing's long sword, failing to slow down the speed of the long sword at all. The long sword pierced Master Ziyang's throat without any hindrance.
Master Ziyang showed a look of horror on his face.
Gu Ximing was also shocked.
He just thrust out the sword with the force of a lion fighting a rabbit, but he didn't expect that his opponent was really a rabbit.
He didn't really want to kill the old Taoist priest with one sword.
Unexpectedly, Gu Ximing quickly raised his hand to grab it, and finally stopped when the long sword penetrated half of the skin of Zi Yang's throat.
Master Ziyang stood there without daring to move, his eyes filled with fear, and he groaned in his throat.
"Land God!"
Gu Ximing walked over with a strange expression, raised his hand and held the hilt of the sword, with the tip of the sword still pressed against the old Taoist's throat. He forced his face to look serious and asked coldly:
"Tell me, who are you?"
Master Ziyang looked sad and said as if begging for mercy:
"Your Excellency, what Pindao just said is true."
Gu Ximing sneered and said:
"How dare you lie? You are in the Nascent Soul realm, how can you live in seclusion for thousands of years and live for thousands of years!"
"Pindao is actually...actually in seclusion in a magic weapon..."
Master Ziyang whispered.
Gu Ximing was slightly startled and looked at the old Taoist carefully.
I saw the old Taoist's body trembling under his sword, his face pale and frightened, and his eyes full of pleading, which really didn't look like he was lying.
So Gu Ximing pulled up a chair and sat in front of Taoist Ziyang.
"Then, tell me about your matter in detail."
Then Ziyang Zhenren began to tell.
This old Taoist didn't lie just now. He was indeed a four-legged practitioner who lived more than a thousand years ago. At that time, Heaven had just been destroyed and the Seven Immortals Alliance had not yet been established.
This old Taoist practiced in a Taoist temple in Zhongshan. At that time, he was just a practitioner in the realm of first knowledge. By chance, he got clues about a cave left by an ancient practitioner on the East China Sea. Then he went to the East China Sea. The cave was found on an island in the East China Sea.
In that cave, he got a magic weapon and several secret techniques. For example, his secret technique of gathering breath came from that cave. It was quite magical, so Gu Ximing didn't see through him just now. The details.
But the most amazing thing is the magic weapon he got. It is a small seal, but the seal has its own world. Taoist Ziyang accidentally entered the world in the small seal.
Unexpectedly, it is easy to get in but difficult to get out. To leave the world in the small seal, you must first cultivate to the realm of Nascent Soul before you can get out.
So Ziyang Zhenren began to practice in seclusion in that world of Xiaoyin.
Of course, his retreat was a retreat that had to be taken.
Then Master Ziyang practiced in that world of Xiaoyin for a long, long time before he finally reached the Nascent Soul realm.
Because of Ziyang Zhenren's talent, how should I say, he is at the bottom of the cultivators, and he is the kind of person who can just cross the threshold of cultivation. Otherwise, how could he be able to step into the first acquaintance when the deadline is approaching? realm.
Under normal circumstances, Master Ziyang would never have the chance to become a powerful master in the Nascent Soul Realm. Even if he was given the cultivation techniques of the Immortal Grade, it would be useless. His talent and life span are not enough to support his breakthrough to the Nascent Soul Realm. , even the fetal movement state is unlikely.
However, the small seal magic weapon that Master Ziyang found in the cave left by the ancient immortal was extremely magical. In that small seal world, his vitality would not flow away, and he did not even need to eat.
So after spending four thousand years in the world of Xiaoyin, this extremely mediocre old Taoist priest finally reached the Nascent Soul realm and came out of the world of Xiaoyin.
Of course, Master Ziyang didn't realize that more than four thousand years had passed in the outside world until he returned to Jinling.
Master Ziyang discovered that the outside world had completely changed. The Great China was gone, and so was his view of Ziyang. Although he was already a powerful Nascent Soul, his mentality was the same as that of the little boy who had just met him four thousand years ago. There is no difference between monks. They just want to have a Taoist temple of their own, practice well in it, and live the timeless days in the mountains. If they can collect some money from those mortals, that would be the best thing.
Therefore, according to his cognition and thinking model four thousand years ago, Ziyang Zhenren found the Secretary of the Ministry of Household Affairs in the imperial court of the Republic of China, which has now replaced the Great China Dynasty, and is now called Song, the Director of the Finance Department. Ziwen.
Master Ziyang showed his power as a practitioner in front of Song Ziwen, and naturally Song Ziwen regarded him as a real god.
As a result, spring arrived in Jinling a few months early.
Master Ziyang used the technique of Returning to the Earth in Spring. This powerful secret technique was recorded on the small seal as a formation.
In the past few months, Master Ziyang first worked hard to arrange the Spring Return to the Earth Formation, and then he was worried about any accidents, because to be honest, although he has stayed in the world of Xiaoyin for more than four thousand years, Master Ziyang still has no understanding of the world. The mysterious Spring Return to the Earth Formation is still vaguely understood.
However, he also knew that he was mediocre, so after setting up the big formation, in order to prevent accidents, he basically stayed by the formation every day.
This also led to the fact that after he returned to Jinling, he had not had any contact with other practitioners, so he did not know the existence of the Seven Immortals Alliance at all, nor did he know that the current practice world was different from the situation when the Heavenly Court was just destroyed four thousand years ago. It's different, especially in a place like Jinling, practitioners are absolutely not allowed to use extraordinary power to interfere in human affairs.
Master Ziyang finally finished speaking.
Gu Ximing looked at him with a strange expression, as if he was confirming whether this old Taoist priest was from four thousand years ago. You must know that except for immortals, there are almost no practitioners or practitioners of that era in the world today.
If what the old Taoist priest said is true, then the experience of Master Ziyang is truly miraculous.
Of course, this still needs final confirmation.
"Where did you arrange the Spring Return to the Earth Formation? And that magic weapon, but it's on you."
Gu Ximing asked in a deep voice.
It's not that he coveted the old Taoist priest's magic weapon, he just needed this magic weapon to confirm the authenticity of what the old Taoist said just now. But to be honest, Gu Xi really wanted that magic weapon that could keep people alive for thousands of years. I am also extremely curious and want to witness it.
"The big formation is placed in the Palace of Spring, in the Chengtian Hall, because this palace has the word "spring" in it, which coincides with the formation of spring returning to the earth."
"As for the small seal, it must be used as a suppressor, so it is also in the Chengtian Hall."
Master Ziyang seemed to hesitate for a moment, but at this time the cold edge of the sword in Gu Ximing's hand was still pressed against his throat, so the old Taoist finally confessed honestly.
Shu Guan, who was standing in the corner, had a flash in his eyes. The last time he came to the Spring Palace, he didn't notice that there was a magic circle here.
However, the temperature in Jinling only started to rise the next day, and that night outside the President's official residence, he met Song Ziwen and brought the old Taoist into the Spring Palace. He wanted to come to the Spring Return to the Earth Formation, that is. It was actually laid out that night.
"Take me to see it."
Then I saw Gu Ximing, the mountain chief of Jinling Shangyuan Academy, stand up leisurely and finally withdrew the long sword that was pressed against the throat of Ziyang Zhenren.
The long sword was sheathed, and then he said this.
Master Ziyang naturally did not dare to disobey and walked out with Gu Ximing.
Gu Ximing followed him and first told a disciple:
"Go and tell Master Changqing of Yibenguan and Master Huisheng of Hongjue Temple that the person who brought spring to Jinling has been found, and ask them to come and have a look."
Then he ordered the handsome young man who came in just now:
"Tingxuan, erase all their memories."
The "them" Gu Ximing refers to naturally refers to the ordinary people in this room.
"As you command, Master."
The young man named Tingxuan took the order.
Gu Ximing then left the room with the others.
The young academy disciple began to erase the memories of other people in the room one by one.
He first walked to Song Ziwen.
Song Ziwen looked at him with fear on his face.
Naturally, he listened to the conversation of these people just now. Although he seemed to understand, he also understood that these people who suddenly broke in were gods just like Master Ziyang, and they were more powerful gods than Master Ziyang. .
If he could, he would have escaped from this room long ago, but since these people came in, his body has been unable to move.
I still can't move now.
So looking at the young man walking towards him, Song Ziwen didn't know what he was going to do, and he was so frightened that his whole body trembled.
"Please, spare me, I will give you whatever money you want!"
"And my brother-in-law is the president of the Republic of China. If you want me to help you with anything, I can do it for you."
Song Ziwen kept begging.
After coming into contact with Master Ziyang, Song Ziwen discovered that these gods seemed to be very greedy for money, and they also needed help from ordinary people like them.
"If it weren't for the laws of heaven, your ending today would never be as simple as forgetting what just happened."
But the young man gave him a cold look and said something that made Song Ziwen tremble with fear.
Then the young man stretched out his finger and quickly wrote a golden word "forget" in the air, and slapped the golden word on Song Ziwen's forehead.
Song Ziwen rolled his eyes and fainted.
To clear the memories of mortals, Taoist sects generally use forgetfulness charms, Buddhist sects use Zen singing, and academies naturally use their secret spells.
After clearing Song Ziwen's memory, the young man moved on to the next person.
Because Shu Guan had been standing in the corner, the young man was the last one to come to him.
Seeing that Shu Guan seemed a little nervous, the young man smiled slightly at Shu Guan.
Just now, he had a very bad attitude towards the dignitaries in the room. He seemed to be disgusted with those people. When he slapped the word "forget" into the foreheads of those dignitaries one by one, he had no intention of holding back at all. Those dignitaries had bright red slap marks on their foreheads.
But now facing Shu Guan, who was dressed as a servant, the young man named Ting Xuan acted very kindly.
"Don't be afraid, I just want you to take a nap and you'll be fine when you wake up."
The young man smiled and comforted him while starting to write in the air.
Naturally, what he wrote was still the word "forget".
When he finished saying this sentence, the forgetful word in the air also reached the last stroke.
The young man's fingers moved heavily in the air.
With this last "point", the entire word "forget" emitted a faint golden light.
But at this moment, the middle-aged man dressed as a servant opposite said "hmm", as if in response to his comfort.
Just with this "hmm", the young man's body suddenly swayed, and the spiritual power in his body suddenly stagnated.
Then the word "forget", which originally glowed golden, flew away and disappeared into the air.
The young man raised his head like lightning and looked at the middle-aged servant in astonishment.
The middle-aged man dressed as a servant opposite had no trace of nervousness on his face at this time, and instead smiled at him.
"Sorry. Don't be afraid. I just want you to take a nap and you'll be fine when you wake up."
Such words rang in the young man's ears.
The young man subconsciously wanted to fly away, but the middle-aged servant's "hmm" just now turned the spiritual power in his body into a mess, but he was still unable to move at this time.
The young man looked at the servant opposite and his eyes turned horrified.
You must know that he is the most outstanding second-generation disciple of Jinling Shangyuan Academy, and a peak fetal movement expert who is only one step away from Yuanying.
This middle-aged man who looked like a servant actually lost his ability to move with just a "hmm".
No, this is not a servant at all, but a powerful and terrifying practitioner who has been hiding here for a long time.
The young man immediately opened his mouth and wanted to shout to warn the master who had just left.
However, the moment he opened his mouth, the servant punched him in the lower abdomen with another punch.
If the opponent's "hmm" made the young man's spiritual power become extremely disordered, then this punch completely dispersed the spiritual power in the young man's body.
At this moment, the young man was no different from a mortal.
In the end, the young man failed to shout out the words to warn his master, and his body went limp and fell backward.
Shu Guan picked him up from the waist, quickly put a calming charm on the young man, and then a forgetful charm, and then gently put the young man to the ground.
That punch just now, his power control was extremely fine. Over the past month, Shu Guan has been comprehending and digesting the battle experience of his senior brother, and still has a deeper understanding of the "subtle" realm.
Therefore, the punch just now will never leave irreversible damage on this young academy disciple. It will only temporarily make him lose his spiritual power and be unable to resist the power of the Taoist talisman.
Then, Shu Guan took off the young man's robe, put it on himself, and then took the young man's long sword and tied it around his waist.
Then Shu Guan walked out the door. When he stepped out of the threshold, his face had become no different from that of the academy disciple named Tingxuan.
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There was silence in the Spring Palace.
Shu Guan was walking on the wide stone road. There were not only guards standing upright on both sides of the road, but although those guards stood upright, their eyes were dull. Shu Guan walked in front of them without noticing. Nothing happens.
When the young man he was pretending to enter the house just now, he told the mountain chief of Shangyuan Academy that the erotic palace was under complete control. Now Shu Guan understood the meaning of this sentence.
No matter what practitioners like them do in the erotic palace tonight, the mortals inside will no longer be able to notice it.
Shu Guan walked quickly towards the tallest palace in the Spring Palace.
That palace is Chengtian Palace.
If the tallest palace in the palace complex that he visited last time is now the official residence of Mr. Gengshi, the palace of Emperor Gengshi, then there is no doubt that the tallest palace in the Spring Palace at the foot of Zhongshan Mountain stretches for nearly ten miles. It's Chengtian Palace.
Chengtian Hall was the place where Emperor Gengshi offered sacrifices to heaven, prayed for grain, and prayed for rain. Emperor Gengshi should be the emperor who paid the most attention to worshiping heaven among all the emperors in the Great China Dynasty for thousands of years. According to historical records , almost every month, Emperor Gengshi would hold a grand ceremony to worship heaven.
This was also the only thing in Emperor Gengshi's life that was criticized by ministers, who believed that this move was a waste of people and money.
But Emperor Gengshi ignored anyone's objections.
He continued to pray to heaven every month until his death.
The site where this Chengtian Palace was built is also extremely majestic and solemn. When people approach this palace, they will feel a sense of insignificance and awe.
However, when Shu Guan walked to the Chengtian Palace, he didn't have any of these feelings. He was just a little nervous.
Just like not long ago, when the young academy disciple walked towards him, his nervousness was not an act.
Shu Guan was not sure whether what he was going to do would expose himself, but he still wanted to follow him and take a look.
To be honest, he was also a little curious about that magical little seal.
Most importantly, he wanted to know the final outcome of this matter.
At this time, the door of Chengda Hall was already open, and a reddish light came out from the door, but it didn't look like a light.
Shu Guan took a deep breath and stepped into Chengtian Hall.
(End of chapter)
