Under the full moon, Feng Jiuxuan's white clothes were as white as the snow. His shadow passed by, his long hair on the temples gently flicking, and a look of surprise showed in his sideways glance.
Xu Yuan stared at the scene not far away.
ghost
wrong.
Compared to a shadow, the "meaning" that just passed through Feng Jiuxuan's hair was more like a mass of inexplicable things.
Xu Yuan said with a hint of excitement:
"Old man Luo, I felt it just now"
The remnant soul of the saint snorted coldly:
"I borrowed the "meaning" used by your body, and you can naturally see it."
"What do you mean?" Xu Yuan frowned.
"Don't argue yet, I almost died."
Hearing this,
Xu Yuan was confused about what the other party said just now, but he still obeyed it honestly.
He watched as he and his uncle on the other side fought against each other under the supervision of Mr. Luo's "ai".
The moonlight was like a waterfall, and everything around was extremely quiet.
And soon, Xu Yuan understood the meaning of Old Man Luo's words.
He could only sense the "intention" revealed by the saint's remnant soul controlling his body, but he had never sensed the "intention" released by Feng Jiuxuan from the beginning to the end.
It wasn't that he could see it just now, but he could see it through the remnant soul of the saint as a medium.
Xu Yuan sighed slightly disappointedly.
The moment the saint's remnant soul counterattacked, the battle quickly became one-sided.
Feng Jiuxuan stood there without moving a step, looking at the remnant soul of the saint across from him with eyes full of thought.
However, the remnant soul of the saint controlled Xu Yuan's body and kept moving around in an awkward manner.
Old man Luo can't hold on any longer.
Xu Yuan watched and complained in his heart:
"Hey, Old Man Luo, why are you so embarrassed?"
"Disgraceful?" Old Man Luo replied angrily: "Why don't you give it a try?"
Xu Yuan didn't care at all:
"I'm just a bunch of concentrated souls piled up from medicine jars. How dare you compete with me?"
"."
Old Man Luo was quiet for a moment and coughed lightly:
"Well, of course it wouldn't be like this in the heyday, but now I am really no match for your uncle."
Seeing that the defeat was certain, Xu Yuan said jokingly:
"You know you're not your opponent, but you, old man, were still pretending like that before?"
Old Man Luo took a breath:
"Boy, what did I pretend to be just now?"
"I want to see how strong the young men of today are."
"Yeah, just to see how strong it is, now I can see it."
"."Xu Yuan.
"okay."
The remnant soul of the saint chuckled: "Old man, I can't stop you. You can enjoy it yourself."
"."Xu Yuan.
After regaining control of his body, Xu Yuan was immediately on full alert, grabbing the Qingyu Sword and preparing to fight the enemy.
Then,
The field of vision immediately went dark.
Facts have proved that Xu Yuan is not a genius.
Waking up again from the despair of complete death, Xu Yuan sighed and prepared to continue training.
Although the world is unfair in many places, there is still a certain degree of fairness in becoming stronger.
If you want to become stronger in a short period of time, you have to endure this kind of unbearable pain.
Just like when I first wanted to acquire the Blood Yuan Heart Destruction Technique.
As he stood up and picked up the Qingyu Sword that had fallen aside, Feng Jiuxuan suddenly spoke, but the words were not addressed to Xu Yuan, but to the remnant soul of the saint:
"Luo Daofan, come out, I have something to ask you."
"." Xu Yuan was stunned when he heard this.
After a moment of silence, the middle-aged Confucian scholar floated out of the soul ring obediently, as if he already knew that the other party would call him out:
"If the Sword Master has anything to say, you can ask directly."
Feng Jiuxuan looked at her with eyes:
"Why can you use my nephew's body to release your "meaning"?"
They looked at each other for a moment across a distance of tens of feet.
Old Man Luo sighed in a pretentious manner:
"The former disciples were all masters who liked to cause trouble. In order to help them solve their troubles, the old man could only find ways to improve his ability to help them save their lives. In ten thousand years, the old man can understand a lot of things."
Feng Jiuxuan's eyes flashed with light, as if he understood something:
"Your "meaning" just felt sluggish. Is it because you can't adapt to Changtian's body?"
Old Man Luo lowered his eyes and chuckled, straightforwardly:
"Your precious pimple has not practiced the old man's skills, so he cannot use my abilities to the fullest."
Feng Jiuxuan's dark eyes narrowed and his voice was indifferent:
"No wonder you are so desperate to find someone to inherit your mantle."
After a moment of pause, Feng Jiuxuan pressed his fingertips on Qingyuan's sword, with a hint of murderous intent:
"I remember Chang Ge said that you initially wanted to take Chang Tian as your disciple?"
"."
Feng Jiuxuan's strong murderous intent seemed to solidify. Even if it wasn't directed at Xu Yuan, it was still overwhelming him and almost suffocating him.
The remnant soul of the saint seemed to have something to say, saying:
"It's just for self-protection. I don't dare to take it away from him."
At this point, Xu Yuan also realized what the conversation between Old Man Luo and Feng Jiuxuan and the previous air battle between the two represented.
The remnant soul of the saint had been following him for more than half a year, and he had almost forgotten this.
Old Man Luo is taking this opportunity to ask for payment from the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Although it was semi-forced at the beginning, in the final analysis, the relationship between their Prime Minister Guofu and Old Man Luo was just a cooperative relationship, not a superior or subordinate.
Now, Old Man Luo has escorted the three young masters back to Beijing as agreed, and has also given all the resources in the secret realm, but there is no news from his father.
Capitalists don’t exploit people in this way.
Thinking of this, Xu Yuan chuckled in his heart.
Well, capitalists can't, but feudal dynasties can.
However, the old man Luo said this at this time. He must have sensed that something bad was about to happen and was preparing to pack up and run away.
Caressed by the night breeze, Feng Jiuxuan suddenly glanced sideways in the direction of the inner court.
Then,
A middle-aged man wearing a gold-rimmed and black-bottomed dragon robe landed on the open space in front of the sword pavilion facing the moonlight.
Xu Yinhe looked around and first focused on Xu Yuan, whose fingers were trembling because he had just experienced death.
A hint of imperceptible concern flashed away.
Without expressing concern, Xu Yinhe silently looked at Old Man Luo's translucent soul body and said in a steady and low voice:
"I heard what happened just now. Don't worry, senior, I have found the apprentice you want."
Hearing this, Old Man Luo's soul eyes condensed, and then a smile appeared on the corners of his lips, and he cupped his hands:
"I know that Lord Xiangguo will not forget this matter, but I don't know when, old man, I will be able to see my future apprentice?"
Xu Yinhe did not answer immediately, but instead said:
"The birth of Jiantian Pavilion has been announced to the world through the communication crystal. The envoys they have sent are already on their way to Beijing to receive canonization from the imperial court. Judging from the information currently available to the Prime Minister's Office, they are very powerful."
Old Man Luo's eyes changed, and he pretended to be confused:
"I wonder what Xu Xiangguo means by this?"
"Old man Luo, can't you figure it out in such a simple way? You are the Holy Lord of Jiantian Pavilion~"
Xu Yuan interjected at this time, with just the right compliment: "When Tian Yan knew that you were here and sent an envoy to Beijing to receive the canonization, is there any possibility that he would like to "welcome" you back?"
"."
Old Man Luo said nothing and looked at Xu Yinhe. He knew that the Xiangguo Mansion was Xu Xiangguo's personal hall.
Xu Yinhe didn't say anything, and simply used his eyes to signal him to talk to Xu Yuan about this matter.
"." Old Man Luo's heart sank and he began to curse in his heart.
He had seen the weirdness of Xu Yuan, a little bastard, along the way.
After bidding farewell to Ran Qingmo, on the way north to Beijing, there were three secret places along the way. He wanted the boy to go there to hunt for treasures, and he secretly took some things needed to seize the body to prepare.
Every time you make suggestions, Xu Yuan doesn't say anything, and just looks at you with a smile on his face.
It makes your scalp numb.
This gave Old Man Luo the illusion that this boy understood his illusion better than he did.
Thinking of this, the saint's remnant soul glanced at Xu Yuan.
Xu Yuan blinked at him and smiled shyly.
"."
The saint's remnant soul's eyes twitched, and his face was as dark as water:
"I won't talk to this guy."
Seeing this, Xu Yuan was about to speak, but Xu Yinhe raised his hand to signal, and Xu Yuan had no choice but to shut up.
Xu Yinhe waved his sleeves, and the soul ring fell directly from Xu Yuan's fingertips and flew to his palm:
"Since you don't want to talk to Chang Tian, then please ask senior to move to the main hall to discuss business."
After saying that, Xu Yinhe nodded towards Feng Jiuxuan:
"Brother, Wu Yuan will visit the Prime Minister's Mansion tomorrow. Changtian needs to see her. You can see tonight and tomorrow."
At night, most areas of Xiangguo Mansion are no longer busy during the day, and are quiet and quiet.
Xu Yinhe walked steadily in front, and Xu Yuan walked quietly behind.
After ten days, Xu Yuan, who finally left the hellish Jiange Dojo for the first time, was not very relaxed. After thinking about his words for a long time, Xu Yuan still asked:
"Father, about the Jiantian Pavilion"
Xu Yinhe seemed to have known for a long time that the third son had this question:
"The envoy from Jiantian Pavilion will arrive in the Imperial Capital in about two months. It is said that their saint will personally meet the emperor. You should know Changtian."
"."Xu Yuan.
After hesitating for a moment, Xu Yuan asked slowly:
"As Jiantian Pavilion marches like this, aren't you afraid that the imperial court will detain its saint?"
Xu Yinhe glanced at him:
"Most of the sects in the two continents of Southern Xinjiang have no objections to the emergence of Supervisory Sky Pavilion, and many originally hostile sects have also put aside their disputes."
Xu Yuan asked tentatively:
"What you mean by this is that the two continents in Southern Xinjiang have been actually controlled by Jiantian Pavilion, and the fights between the sects are just a show for us?"
The sect's power is spread all over the world, but there is no area near Di'an City. This is the result of decades of management between Li Yaoxuan and his father.
The description of the war in Cangyuan is very vague, but from the general details, it can be seen that the imperial court basically fought from north to south.
In the end, when the fight was about to be unified, the Prime Minister's Mansion collapsed due to the plot.
In this way, Jiantian Pavilion, which occupies the two southern Xinjiang continents, should indeed have contributed a lot.
Xu Yinhe kept walking and walked beside the lake. The full moon was reflected in the lake water:
"Yes, Jiantian Pavilion sent people to Beijing this time to officially accept the canonization from the imperial court. In fact, it is to put pressure on the imperial court's military operations in the northern border."
"Pressure?" Xu Yuan murmured.
Xu Yinhe narrowed his eyes and said meaningfully:
"It is impossible for the Jiantian Pavilion to side with the imperial court. Their position, interests, and motives are all impossible. Coming here to exert pressure is a vote of confidence for the sects in the world."
"A certificate of nomination?" Xu Yuan frowned: "The attitude of the sect towards Jiantian Pavilion cannot be too good. Will they accept the certificate of nomination?"
A sect is both an individual and a whole.
Jiantian Pavilion, the big brother from ten thousand years ago, suddenly appears and wants to join the sect as a whole. It will inevitably conflict with the current eldest brother of the sect. Whether he will accept Jiantian Pavilion is unknown.
In the plot of the previous life, the Sword Sect was gone as soon as the war started.
The sect needs a leader, so Jiantian Pavilion has enough space to do things in the dark. But now Jianzong is still doing well. Ran Jianli is still the national master. Now that Jiantian Pavilion comes out, he will definitely be inside the sect. Cause division.
One faction is pro-Sword Sect, and the other is pro-supervisor Tiange.
With such a situation, it can be said that the imperial court has a lot to do.
Xu Yinhe sighed, turned his eyes to look at Xu Yuan, and said calmly:
"Changtian, what if Jiantian Pavilion uses the name of disaster?"
"."
Hearing this, Xu Yuan's eyes widened slightly.
Thousands of thoughts suddenly appeared in my mind, complex and unorganized.
Because of the special nature of Yantian Jue, the position of Jiantian Pavilion is very embarrassing, and it can even be said that it is naturally opposed to any other force.
What it says and the attitude it holds will not be followed by many sects.
But it is different if it is beneficial to the sect.
If the disaster is imminent, no matter whether it is compiled by the chief editor of Jiantian Pavilion or not, the sect will unanimously confirm it.
Xu Yuan frowned and walked out a dozen feet:
"If Jian Tian Pavilion is allowed to arrive in Beijing for an audience, the disaster will cause the imperial court to lose its righteousness of occupation."
Dayi is quite useless if you say it is useless, but it is very useful if you say it is useful.
Today, Dayan is still a whole. Within the rules, righteousness is the excuse for action. It can win the hearts and minds of the people and stabilize the morale of the military with legitimacy, making it impossible for people to openly oppose it.
But now, the Dayan court has absolute righteousness in using troops against the barbarians.
Although the sect did not want to see it, the most they could do was to use some mouthpieces to admonish in the court that it would "waste the people and waste money", or use the previous "self-destruction" method to obstruct it. On the surface, there was no way to oppose it.
But disaster.
The top sects in Dayan should know about disasters. Even if they don't know about it, the sects who do know will send a message to inform them.
In this way, using the disaster as an excuse to preserve Dayan's strength to deal with the coming disaster will become a greater cause than wiping out the alien races.
Xu Yinhe stood still, looking at the south from a distance with a faint look in his eyes:
"It's a good idea for the Lord of the Heaven Supervising Pavilion to make the imperial court lose its righteousness in exchange for a certificate of submission to enter the sect."
Xu Yuan rubbed the Sumeru Ring on his fingertips:
"With such a conspiracy, it will be difficult for the court to deal with it unless we completely break up with each other, but it shouldn't be suitable for us to break up with the sect now."
Xu Yinhe nodded and suddenly asked:
"Changtian, do you have any plan to deal with this matter?"
Xu Yuan said one word directly without thinking:
"drag."
"drag?"
Xu Yinhe murmured, understanding in his heart, and looked at Xu Yuan with a smile in his eyes: "Why?"
Look at each other,
Xu Yuan spread his hands and said with a smile:
"The emperor has lived in the palace for a long time, and father is busy with government affairs. Even if the Jiantian Pavilion spreads the word about the disaster to the world, it is inevitable that some treacherous villains will deceive the emperor and father.
"Neither of you will know about this until the Najian Tiange delegation arrives."
Promises that cannot be fulfilled become shackles
send.
or?
(End of chapter)
