The entire palace is built next to a cliff. With your head on the high cliff and your feet on the green pines, you are facing the first light in the world and listening to the last sound of the pine waves at night. Unfortunately, the outer stone walls of this palace are too cold and hard and dark, like A sky-high black sword shining with the light of gold and iron, under the impact of the clear and timeless atmosphere on the top of this lonely cliff, it is still like a torrent mainstay suddenly rising up and killing people, so few people can reach it, and few people want to reach it. .
"There are already results."
The candlelight flickered in the hall, bringing not only the starry lights but also the biting chill. Although he has been here many times, Jiang Shangxiu is still not suitable for this kind of environment where the sky is blocked but candles are lit.
He had a slender figure, standing in the center of the hall, holding a long sword in his hand, facing the old man in the black jade chair, and spoke slowly: "Yue Jiu is dead, Mu Qing is in this situation, what happened in the end The strength shown is indeed not weak.”
"So you changed your original plan and kept Mu Qing?"
The low-pitched sound of metal came out from the shadow covered by the black robe. Jiang Shangxiu did not dare to neglect, and seriously explained the purpose of his arrangement: "Yuejiu has a firm intention to leave. He knows a lot, and there is no way he can do it anymore." We use it. But Mu Qing is different. A fledgling young man, if he can survive Yue Jiu’s hands and kill him, I think there is still room for transformation and use. Maybe he will be useful when the time comes. sword."
"Ultimately it turns out that this young man does have this value."
Jiang Shangxiu gently threw the long sword in front of the old man's chair. A withered and pale hand quickly reached out from the black robe and caught the long sword.
"Canglang" was heard as he drew his sword out of its sheath. Jiang Xingyuan only took one look and confirmed that the sword was not a forgery. He said softly: "It seems that Yuejiu is indeed dead. This is his sword Yuehua. How did he die?" of?"
"The butcher said that he died of poisoning after Mu Qing stabbed his body with a dagger."
"Has the eyeliner been confirmed?"
Jiang Shangxiu frowned and replied: "The butchers are tired of these prying eyes, so they don't dare to follow too closely."
"It seems that we have to speed up the penetration of the core of 'Hidden Vision'. That group of people are good at collecting on-site intelligence."
Jiang Xingyuan looked at the long sword in his hand. Without the sword, it seems that whether a sword cultivator is dead or not is not that important.
He remembered this man's involvement with the Yaoshi lineage, raised his head slightly, exposed the gray beard on his chin, and said in a low voice: "How does the Quanfu lineage react to this matter?"
Jiang Shangxiu raised his eyebrows and said in a slightly relaxed tone: "Lu Fei is still the shopkeeper of Liuye Bookstore in Jinguan City. It seems that the third elder has tacit approval of our actions. After all, the lineage of pharmacists has always been the fat in his eyes. "
Jiang Xingyuan retracted his whole body into the black robe, leaned against the black jade stone seat and said coldly: "Don't think that you are leading others by the nose. Chen Qing is the best at making the best of the situation. If it weren't for the benefits, Even if I had explained it to him before, he would not agree."
The person in charge of the Quanfu lineage is Chen Qing, the third elder of Hidden Valley, who is Chen Zhuo's brother. Over the past ten years or so, the Willow Leaf Bookstore controlled by the two Chen brothers has represented Hidden Valley’s attitude towards life, and this attitude has changed from the original “keep away from strangers” to the current “all-around” exquisite. This is reflected in the Willow Leaf Book. This can be seen in the changes in task content.
Although the adjustment of Quanfu has caused Hidden Valley's income to increase significantly in recent years, and its contribution to Hidden Valley cannot be erased, the intentions of the two Chen Zhuo brothers who have recently begun to reveal have made Jiang Xingyuan a little wary. He asked Jiang Shangxiu Said asked: "What do you think of the Quanfu lineage's behavior?"
Jiang Shangxiu lowered his head and was silent for a moment, then said softly: "Friends can be enemies, and enemies can also be friends. They seem to care about money in everything they do."
Jiang Xingyuan tapped his chin and expressed his doubts, "Chen Zhuo sent his subordinate Li Fu to the woman Huai Fenghua to beg for a Ten Thousand Flowers Pill. Do you know about this?"
"Yes." Jiang Shangxiu said calmly: "This Ten Thousand Flowers Pill finally flowed to the City Lord's Mansion. I guess it was used by Geng Jian."
Speaking of this, Jiang Shangxiu sighed: "I didn't expect this kid Mu Qing to become a poison cultivator without saying a word. It seems that the power of this poison is not small."
"Do you think I'm asking you for the detailed process? You have to know the stakes involved."
The cold and hoarse voice echoed word by word in the quiet hall. Jiang Xingyuan said with a slight disappointment: "It seems that things are developing as you expected, and you have lost your vigilance."
Jiang Shangxiu was a little puzzled, raised his head and said: "Does Quan Mansion still have second thoughts? They can't be together with those guys from the Mugung Dynasty, right? I think you are too worried about your adoptive father. This is a simple transaction That’s all.”
Hearing the word "adopted father", the coldness on Jiang Xingyuan's face eased slightly, and he shook his head and said: "It's not simple, it depends on the purpose. Geng Jian has a strong and clear personality, and he has no good impression of our Hidden Valley. Quan Mansion You wouldn’t do this to gain his gratitude and friendship, it would naturally fall elsewhere.”
Jiang Shangxiu frowned as he digested Jiang Xingyuan's judgment, and suddenly heard Jiang Xingyuan say in an understatement: "The name of the Tianshou stall is Murong Xing."
"Murong Xing..." Jiang Shangxiu slowly whispered the name.
Because of Geng Jian's appearance, Jiang Shangxiu had some understanding of Tianshou, the dynasty's lackey organization, but this was the first time he heard the name of their stall. At this time, he couldn't help but read it several times, and was surprised why he felt that So smooth.
A light flashed in his eyes, and he exclaimed: "What is the relationship between this man and the Great Elder and the Valley Master?"
"You react pretty quickly." Jiang Xingyuan chuckled hoarsely, just like the cry of Ye Yun Xiao when he rushed towards the dark sky in the night. The low voice came out from the black robe, "Yin, Xing, Yun , they are the three brothers of the Murong family, and only qualified people knew about this back then, but now more than ten years have passed, and I am afraid that many people in the Hidden Valley don’t know about it anymore.”
Jiang Shangxiu narrowed his eyes and said: "What you mean, foster father, is that the connection between Chen Qing and his Quan family lineage and the Mujin royal family is because of this person."
Jiang Xingyuan shook his head and said in a low voice: "I just suspect that Quan Mansion has opened Liuye Bookstore in all the capitals of the nine states of the dynasty, and the transactions with the royal family behind the scenes are much more than what is recorded. There is one thing you may not be aware of, Chen It turns out that this person supported Murong Xing to become the master of the Hidden Valley."
Jiang Shangxiu was speechless for a moment, the candle flame was about to burn out, and the hall fell into a brief silence.
"I am telling you this just to tell you, don't think that you can instigate rebellion against the shopkeeper of the First Bookstore under the nose of Chen Qing. There are some things that I am in you and you are in me. It just depends on how you use it. Conspiracy. When it comes to conspiracies and calculations, how many people in this world can compare to Chen Qing, who can still make money safely on the edge of a knife?"
Jiang Shangxiu bowed down to receive the instruction, and said in apology: "The follow-up to Mu Qingyuejiu's incident..."
"Since Yue Jiu died in the hands of Mu Qing, the relationship between Mu Qing and Wanhua Valley will not be too close. I will give that boy another chance as you said. If this boy still can't be used by us, then it's just right Let him be my little disciple’s whetstone.”
Jiang Shangxiu thought of the cold and arrogant young man, and felt a little unhappy. He frowned slightly and said, "Junior Brother Zheng Shi has completed his first mission as an assassin and should be back soon."
Jiang Xingyuan didn't pay too much attention to these things. He shook his head, looked at his nominal adopted son, and said: "Now that we have achieved our goal, we made an attempt behind the Zhanglu lineage and eliminated an unpleasant person. character, please don’t continue to be ambiguous with Quan Mansion, so as not to get too deeply involved.”
"What if the Medicine Master lineage splits into opposition and is completely controlled by the Quanfu lineage? Should we infiltrate one or two people?"
Jiang Xingyuan was silent for a moment, then his right hand hidden under the black robe came out silently. He picked up the Yuehua Sword and flicked it lightly. The silver sword was like an electric snake cutting through the low rainy night, stabbing Jiang straight. In front of Shang Xiu, half of the sword blade was pierced into the hard stone slab.
"Hmph!" Jiang Xingyuan said indifferently: "We haven't even really grasped the sword in our hands, and you are thinking about it? What if the outer sects of the Medicine Master lineage are all people from the Quanfu lineage? The real core It’s just that old woman named Huai Fenghua. If Quan Mansion wants to provoke conflict between her two apprentices through Yue Jiu’s death, it’s still possible, but if they want to control the pharmacist in front of that woman by provoking divisions, recruiting and suppressing. One lineage, this is undoubtedly an idiot’s dream.”
"This matter is far from as simple as you think. Although Yuejiu's death is a tacit agreement between us and the Quanfu family, this matter is just the beginning. After this, there must be other means to target Yao Shiyi one after another. Pulse, although I am not comfortable with that woman’s arrogant and independent attitude towards Hidden Valley, I will not directly collude with external forces and target our own people.”
"Let's just wait and see what happens..."
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In the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, there has been more life and fireworks in recent days.
Zhang Shaoyao was walking at the front of a group of people, and the ball head on her head was moving up and down with her brisk steps.
There are five of them in the group, some are charming and smart, some are youthful and beautiful, some are bright and youthful, they are all beauties.
There is still some distance from the Ancestral Master Hall. Zhang Shaoyao is even more excited today than the person involved, Bai Jiahe, because the succession of their masters is based on the time when the Ancestral Master Hall genealogy is written. In other words, she will soon have a son. A junior sister who was a few years older than her.
Thinking that someone would take care of the medicine garden, collect and store medicinal materials, and many other tasks for him in the future, Zhang Shaoyao could not wait to pick up Bai Jiahe and fly directly to the Ancestral Master Hall.
Passing by an area shrouded in spiritual fog all year round, Zhang Shaoyao pointed to the sloping rocky hillside not far ahead, turned his head, smiled sweetly and said briskly: "This rocky slope is covered with black knotweed. They like it." Growing on the stone skin, you may not look short, but you are bathed in the clouds, mist, rain and dew of our Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers. While being filled with the aura of heaven and earth, you have also absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon. Junior sister, what you have eaten will be repaid in the elixir. It is one of the main ingredients. Junior Sister Jiahe, do you remember it? Senior Sister Ning Chu is quite busy, so you should help me take care of these places more in the future."
Bai Jiahe looked helpless, but he couldn't dislike Zhao Shaoyao anymore. He smiled and said, "I know."
Huaifenghua just liked her little disciple. She stepped forward lightly, pinched Zhang Shaoyao's tender face, and scolded: "Why are you walking so fast? We are almost at the ancestral hall. Your master." Uncle is still behind you, don't be so rude."
Huai Cao Shi shook his head and said softly: "It doesn't matter. Besides, after Jia He enters the ancestral hall and inherits the genealogy, she should indeed call Xiao Shaoyao senior sister. Before she has practiced the Wan Hua Heart Sutra, in the future practice, Shaoyao, as a senior sister, I have to patiently guide you."
"No problem!" Zhang Shaoyao looked mature and charming, and carefully observed all manners. When he thought that he had never taught anyone before, he quickly looked at Ning Chu, who was walking at the back of the crowd, and asked her to accompany him and said: "Senior sister will also help when the time comes. Senior sister is much more experienced than me."
"Yes." Ning Chu said with a slight nasal voice, and responded to everyone's gaze with a forced smile.
Huaifeng Huaqing frowned slightly, and was the first to notice something strange about her eldest disciple.
Ning Chuxianglai was independent and quiet. At this moment, he was obviously more distracted than before. Huaifenghua thought that he had gone to the outer door management office not long ago, and couldn't help but squinting her bright eyes.
