Wulin Shui is a dragon entrenched in the West Lake and is also the "water god" worshiped by local fishermen.
In the past, in order to plunder more incense offerings, Wulin Shui did not hesitate to flood the local fishermen, forcing them to slaughter livestock and perform sacrificial ceremonies for them.
It was not until twenty years ago that Deng Yuanqi, who had just been awarded the secret Taoist teachings of the Luofu lineage by Zhao Guizhen and led the new Qintian Prison, did not hesitate to risk his own life and broke into the West Lake to defeat the Wulin River in order to establish his prestige. Qin Tianjian.
At that time, Wulin Shui was already pursuing the true way to transform into a dragon.
And the shape of the three evil dragons is the fighting form he cultivated by imitating the three heads and eight arms method of Buddhism.
Deng Yuanqi still remembers the ferocious and terrifying three evil dragons. If it weren't for the secret method of the Luofu lineage, he would have died tragically in Wulin Shui's mouth.
"Didn't he last appear in Tanzhou? Why did he come to Chang'an again?"
After being briefly stunned, Deng Yuanqi, like the young monks, did not think that a great demon like Wulin Shui would appear in Chang'an for no reason.
After all, Chang'an is different from other places.
This is a place where humanity flourishes and is guarded by land gods like Zhao Guizhen.
Once a monster like Wulin Shui is discovered, it will become a real "death".
"This is also the most confusing point for my subordinates..."
After a slight pause in his tone, the young monk did not conceal the clues he had investigated, but instead expressed the doubts that had been bothering him for a long time.
"The Imperial Master just borrowed the Luofu Taoist Plate a few days ago in the name of 'observing dragon veins', and a monster like Wulin Shui appeared in Chang'an today..."
"My subordinates believe that this is not a coincidence. The Imperial Preceptor must have noticed something."
As he spoke, the young monk waved his hand again and asked his subordinates behind him to hold up something similar to a "mirror".
"Circular light mirror?"
He glanced at the mirror in front of him in confusion. As the chief boss of Qin Tian Jian Mingming, Deng Yuanqi naturally knew what this was.
Based on the "circular light technique" of ultra-long-distance communication, it is solidified on lenses made of spiritual crystals, thereby realizing "thousand-mile sound transmission" and other magical spells that only practitioners of Yin Shen or above can practice.
Deng Yuanqi was just wondering why the young monk brought out the round light mirror at this time.
"Sir, please look carefully."
Forming a fixed seal with one hand, the young monk just touched the round light mirror lightly, and scenes appeared on the mirror.
The first thing that appeared was the picture of Qin Tianjian's headquarters.
I saw that the Qintian Supervisor headquarters was under complete martial law at this moment.
Hundreds of Qin Tian Jian monks are watching the outside world with vigilance, as if something dangerous is trying to invade Qin Tian Jian.
Immediately afterwards, a young man holding a jade flute was seen walking forward while playing some kind of pleasing tune.
Obviously they were only watching everything that happened in Qintian Prison remotely through the circular light mirror, but the melodious tune was still transmitted to the scene through the circular light mirror, giving everyone present a pleasant and immersive feeling.
"Han Xiangzi?"
"Didn't he escape to Mount Zhongnan to learn Taoism after Mr. Changli passed away?"
His eyes widened in disbelief. When Deng Yuanqi saw the purple and gold jade flute in the young man's hand, he seemed to realize something and took the initiative to walk to the round light mirror.
"Who else showed up in Chang'an?"
Along with Deng Yuanqi's low hum, the picture in the round light mirror suddenly changed, and a place that felt a little strange to him emerged - the bad department.
Although it was the most lively Shangyuan Lantern Festival in Chang'an, the bad guy at the moment was so calm that it was a bit eerie.
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Centered on the bad department, the area within a hundred meters radius seemed to be in two different worlds from the bustling Chang'an, with an empty and eerie silence.
"Sir, the big demon that appears here is the 'Poison of Charming' that poisoned the Tantric Living Buddha a hundred years ago - Chihuang."
Seeing this, the young monk stepped forward in time to explain to Deng Yuanqi what happened in the bad department.
"And according to the intelligence we just received..."
"Just half an hour ago, Chi Huang not only poisoned all the bad guys in the bad guys, but also kidnapped a lot of mortals imprisoned inside. His purpose is still unclear."
Before he finished speaking, the young monk formed a seal with one hand again, and once again gently touched the surface of the circular light mirror.
"More? This time it's..."
This time, Deng Yuanqi was really shocked.
Because what appeared on the circular light mirror at this moment was the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion where Zhao Guizhen was located - the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion was in a mess.
"How is it possible?! Who else in this world dares to be so bold!"
Although he didn't believe it at all, the picture that appeared on the circular light mirror clearly told Deng Yuanqi that the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion was also invaded by an unknown demon.
"Where is the Imperial Preceptor? Where has the Imperial Preceptor gone?"
After a moment of silence, Deng Yuanqi suddenly asked loudly as if he had discovered something.
"My lord, the Imperial Master has gone to the palace earlier in response to your Majesty's summons."
Hearing what the young monk said, Deng Yuanqi couldn't help but narrowed his eyes, and his tone suddenly turned from horror to heaviness.
"So, what is missing here is the Luofu Taoist Plate?"
There was no reply. The young monk just nodded and confirmed Deng Yuanqi's guess.
"These guys are here for the Luofu Taoist Pan."
Deng Yuanqi let out a breath of turbid air, and felt that his brain was about to explode.
Be it the "Evil Jiao of the West Lake" Wulin Shui, the "Purple Gold Jade Flute" Han Xiangzi, or even the "Charming Poison" Chi Huang who appeared in the Bad Department...
All these guys did was create chaos in Chang'an and create opportunities for their plan to seize the "Luofu Dao Pan".
"Wait a minute, if that's all, then where are the prisoners in the Delinquency Division?"
Suddenly realizing something was wrong, Deng Yuanqi turned to look at the young monk next to him.
"Is there anything special about that batch of prisoners?"
Hearing this, the young monk who had already checked the information on those prisoners shook his head decisively. He did not find any useful clues in those files.
In fact, this is why he advocates tracking Wulin Shui.
Because among the four great monsters that caused trouble in Chang'an, only this evil dragon was seriously injured and became the best breakthrough point.
"No, there must be something special about those prisoners!"
Deng Yuanqi's experienced intuition told him that he must have overlooked something.
"You should immediately organize all the manpower to track Wulin Shui."
"I want to go back to Qintian Prison right away to meet the 'Purple Gold and Jade Flute' over there in person..."
Having said that, Deng Yuanqi did not wait for the young monk to reply. He had just returned from abroad and rushed to the headquarters of Qintian Prison without stopping.
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