Li Nian's expression softened and he turned his attention to Su Ming, who was standing aside. "Is this the national preceptor, Master Pudu Cihang? Thank you so much, Master, for your rescue just now. I am very grateful."
Su Ming bowed slightly, raised his palms in front of him, and saluted, "Your Highness, you are serious. This is the responsibility of the poor monk, so there is no need to say thank you. In addition, these assassins should be Gu insects who died in southern Xinjiang. They are in the collection of books in Da Zhou." There is a clear record in the pavilion that this Gu is called the Heart Gu. It is between virtual and real. It is not a magic spell. It is rooted in Qi and blood and is controlled by their emotions. When they have the will to die, these Heart Gu will directly destroy themselves. By the way, Even their souls will be extinguished together. If Your Highness wants to investigate, you can start from here."
In fact, Su Ming did not expect that the Dragon Qi of the Great Zhou Dynasty was forbidden by all means. He did not expect that such a thing could escape the search of the Dragon Qi silently. Even if he doesn't tell, people from the Xuanjing Division will find out sooner or later. It's better to tell him in advance and form a good relationship so that we can contact him in the future.
"Thank you, Imperial Master, for reminding me. I will pay attention." Li Xian nodded, with a hint of understanding in his eyes.
"I can't say much about the matters in the court, so I'll leave here." After saying that, Su Ming turned around and left without attracting the attention of others.
Looking at Su Ming's leaving figure, Li Xian felt heavy in his heart again and said to Li Nian, "Second brother, regarding this assassination, you and I should understand in our hearts that someone is trying to fish in troubled waters and disturb the court, but we Just because you know something in your mind doesn’t mean that the people below know it in your mind. Even if you investigate this matter, it’s destined to be inconclusive.”
"I will not interfere in this matter. This matter will be left to the Xuanjing Division for investigation. They are responsible for such incidents. However, the Xuanjing Division's personnel are scattered all over the place and have not returned yet. You have to be mentally prepared. "
Although the two are in a competitive relationship and wish each other would die early, it does not mean that Li Xian wants to see the people in the government and the public panic. The fight between brothers is a fight between brothers, but this cannot affect the overall situation.
Li Nian looked solemn and said solemnly, "My brother understands that I will tell my subordinates to pay attention."
Subsequently, Prince Li Xian began to preside over the finishing work of the banquet, and asked the Xuanjing Division to be headed by the three divisions to jointly investigate the matter. However, in the personnel arrangement, his people did not participate in the investigation, and neither did King Qi's people. , only the series of Emperor Shenwu participated. This is also a tacit understanding between the government and the public. Although it is not stated explicitly, His Highness King Qi has become a suspect in the eyes of some courtiers.
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There is a plain on the northwest border of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
This place is always covered with dark winds, black air covers the clouds, and there is no grass growing for hundreds of miles. It is extremely desolate. This is the place where Emperor Shenwu led his army in the northern expedition and fought a decisive battle with the Tatars on the grassland.
Don't talk about the matter of making a marquis, because one general will make thousands of bones wither.
Hundreds of thousands of soldiers from the Great Zhou Dynasty and the grassland were buried here, and this place was originally an ancient battlefield. Murderous aura, death aura, murderous aura, military aura, blood aura, corpse aura, and ghost aura filled the wilderness and eroded the surrounding area for thousands of miles.
A few days after the battle that year, a ghost world was formed here. Even the Yuanshen monks did not dare to go deep into it easily. As a last resort, the Great Zhou Dynasty and the three major sects set up formations here to seal it off.
Decades have passed, and no one knows what has become of the ghosts and monsters that were sealed in the formation.
Half a year ago, the Xuanjing Division of the Great Zhou Dynasty reported that there were cracks in the formation here, so Chen Faxuan, the mirror commander of the Xuanjing Division, personally went to the northwest border to repair the formation.
Unexpectedly, when Chen Faxuan arrived here, he was attacked by an unknown Yuanying monk and almost died. He had no choice but to step into this ghost place in order to escape.
Chen Faxuan found a place to hide and spent half a year recovering from his injuries. However, when he first escaped, he was so panicked that he lost his way and could not find his way out.
But his reputation as the Mirror Master of the Xuanjing Division was not in vain. He relied on his magic weapon to continuously explore this place, and at the same time he was looking for a way out.
The ground is dark red, the sky is pitch black, a blood moon hangs high, and a strange light shines on the earth.
Chen Faxuan was walking on the ground in dark clothes. His face was a little pale, his expression was serious, and his brows were full of worry.
He has a magic weapon on his body that allows him to shield his energy and hide his body. Therefore, he wandered here for half a month and no Yin soldiers found him.
Now, he is in no hurry to escape, because everything here has been photographed by him with a photo jade for future emergencies. In fact, the situation here is more serious than he imagined.
Even if the formation is not destroyed, it will not last long.
On the land in the distance, a strict and strange Yin Qi continues to spread from the cracks in the ground. The surroundings are full of Yin soldiers and ghost generals. They are wearing broken armors and holding rusty weapons. Clusters of will-o'-wisps are in their dark eyes. Zhong Ranqi, through their clothes, she could tell that some of these soldiers were from the Zhou Dynasty and some were from the Tatars.
But no matter how hostile and fighting they were in life, after death they have turned into Yin soldiers and are ruled by the ghost king here. These Yin soldiers and ghosts will absorb the escaped Yin energy, and the aura on their bodies will continue to grow. Many of them are The ghost general is in the golden elixir realm.
And in this great formation, there is more than one place like this.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth was greatly damaged, the yin and yang were in conflict, and the yin energy was thinning. As an ancient battlefield, the yin energy gathered here, forming a place of yin tide.
Within this thousand-mile radius, just on the periphery, Chen Faxuan had already sensed several auras no less powerful than his own. But in the center, he felt frightened just by stepping into it, as if there was some savage beast waiting for him ahead. Same.
He knew that this was his own spiritual warning. Once he stepped into it, even if he was immortal, he would never be able to get away with it.
After many attempts, he found a slightly safer place and tried to sneak into the central land.
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At this moment, in the center of the plain, there was a nine-foot-nine-foot-nine-inch bronze altar.
It covers an area of ten acres, is mottled with black blood, simple and deep. , carved seal characters, ghost faces looming, even if you are not close, you can still hear the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling, which is creepy.
Looking further up, there is a half-section of blood pool at the top of the altar. The gurgling blood comes out, holding up a ninth-grade blood lotus in full bloom.
Threads of blood hang down from the sky and merge into the blood pool to feed the blood lotus. The fragrance of blood is permeated, and the finely intertwined patterns extend from top to bottom, like a dragon's beard hanging down, holding a pearl in its mouth, haloing and shining. Bright everywhere.
Around the altar, there are mountains and rocks standing ten feet high, with protrusions like teeth, canine teeth staggered in, and blood marks in the middle, forming a circle. Between the teeth, there are Qiu pines, old trunks and green branches, and the tree crowns are fluffy. Children's faces emerge with innocent and vivid smiles.
The blood rocks are like sharp teeth, and the pine trees have childish faces. From time to time, laughter comes out, seemingly there or not.
Cold, eerie, terrifying, and penetrating.
"Soon, soon!"
In the void, a low voice sounded like a sigh and expectation, and then disappeared, leaving only the children on the pine trees laughing.
