Su Qing left a message to Yang Jing. She understood. As long as the person is still alive, it would be fine. If we wait and see, maybe the national master will suddenly figure it out.
Not to mention that Yang Jing didn't believe that the Imperial Master could take the initiative to release people, Su Qing herself didn't believe it either, but what could she say? The Yang brothers and sisters have tried their best, and they have no reason to complain.
She still needs to take action in person to deal with the Imperial Master. It's very simple. See if she doesn't scare the Imperial Master half to death.
Su Qing randomly found a speed car and found a hotel closest to the palace.
In the last competition, Su Qing came to the Imperial City once, just for a casual stroll. She was quite familiar with the area around the palace. After all, she walked a whole street.
When she arrived at the hotel, Su Qing directly opened a room on the highest floor for her convenience.
Su Qing did not go to the Imperial Master immediately. She first had to understand the surrounding environment and terrain. Although she knew the Five Elements Escape Technique, had an invisibility charm, and could fly, there was nothing that could stop her. However, there was nothing wrong with being careful. To be cautious, Su Qing still pretended to be a guest visiting the Imperial Capital Star and looked around, so that it would be easier to escape.
Su Qing walked around the Imperial Capital Star for three full days before she felt that it was almost time. She had already booked a boat ticket to leave the day after tomorrow.
Staying one more day is to make sure nothing goes wrong and send Yang Wei away first.
To send Yang Wei away from the Imperial City, you can't go through open channels, let alone rely on Yang Jing's relationship, because once the Imperial Preceptor wants to investigate something, official information is too easy to check. After all, the Imperial Preceptor has a high status and many people work for him.
Su Qing has been dealing with the black market over the years and knows a lot of gray industries. Zhu Shunming and Ye Zhiqiu also have experience in that area, but they have no acquaintances in the Central Galaxy, especially the Imperial City Star. They have no connections at all, but they know the contact information. Su Qing I asked them one by one, asking them to take someone back to Su's farm in Fuchunxing. Mengyuexing was too far away, and no one would take such an order. Fuchunxing was the most suitable.
Let Yang Wei live in the farm for a while and take good care of his body. Then ask him what he plans to do in the future.
Su Qing checked all the links of his plan in his mind and felt that there were no omissions, so he transformed himself into an old man with immortal style and silver hair, wearing a blue Taoist robe and holding a whisk in his hand.
Su Qing looked in the mirror and saw that he had the image of a worldly master. Was it enough to shock him by meeting the Imperial Master like this?
With a flash of his body, Su Qing jumped out of the room and flew in the air. Fortunately, the ten-kilometer radius of the palace was a restricted air zone. Otherwise, there would be many flying cars and aircraft, and Su Qing would not dare to fly at low altitude.
With his clothes and belt flying, he stood facing the wind. A fairy-like old man stepped on the clouds, crossed the vast palace, and went straight to the Imperial Master's Mansion.
It didn't attract anyone's attention at first, because it was so fast, and it didn't even trigger a warning from the security equipment. People flew over, but the surveillance equipment still captured the scene, causing a panic in the Royal Guard Camp. What was that? The man was so bold that he flew directly over the palace.
Su Qing didn't care what kind of panic it would cause, her purpose was to rescue Yang Wei. He landed lightly at the door of the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion, and he was about to walk inside.
The guard of the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion reached out to stop her and yelled: "Who is it? This is the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion. You are not allowed to come in at will. Leave immediately."
Su Qing smiled faintly, "Guang Lingzi, a poor Taoist, is a disciple of Fairy Huayu of Xuantian Sect. He came here specifically to pay a visit to this generation of Tianji Sect's head."
After speaking, he unleashed all his momentum. The pressure of the Golden Core cultivator was not something that ordinary people could resist. Several guards knelt on the ground one after another, touching their heads to the bottom and unable to straighten their backs. Su Qing calmly walked into the door.
Su Qing already knew the surroundings of the palace, especially the environment and layout of the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion. Her spiritual consciousness had already visited the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion countless times.
Now she knows exactly where the Imperial Master is. He must be watering the elixir garden early in the morning. Not to mention, some of the elixirs grown by the Imperial Master are particularly precious and she doesn’t have any. She will ask him for some seeds later. .
Su Qing never thought about whether the national master would refuse. What she wanted, she still had to agree with it, and she would take it whether she wanted it or not.
After robbing a star thief, Su Qing finally awakened to the consciousness of a strong man. Don't be polite to people like the star thief and the national master. They are all social worms who have no business in production. Taking their things is robbing the rich and giving to the poor. A little burden on my heart.
Who makes them have no interests of their own? Whoever has the ability and strong force can get more good things. Weak people are destined to be unable to keep the treasures.
Su Qing walked into the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion, which was extremely mysterious in the eyes of ordinary people, as if he was taking a leisurely stroll.
Su Qing looked at it and found that there was nothing special. Everything was similar to the layout of the palace. All defenses were high-tech and there was no trace of any cultivation sect.
The Tianji Sect has been destroyed long ago, and the remaining branch is just the outer disciples of the past. The hard inheritance over the years is coming to an end.
Nowadays, the three most outstanding disciples of the Imperial Master are still in the Qi-refining stage. The Imperial Master himself has not advanced in decades, and is still in the early stage of foundation building. Anyone would be anxious if they put it on them. Their vitality is decreasing day by day, and they are not as good as those who Ability masters with high cultivation can live for hundreds of years.
The most important thing is that every generation of descendants has mistakes in their understanding of the exercises. Many cultivation techniques are passed around, but the meaning is conveyed wrongly. When Cheng Lang's generation arrived, he was embarrassed to find that he could not understand many classics. Kong, who was guarding the royal library, could only stare.
Why he insists on imprisoning Yang Wei is because he thinks Yang Wei can understand those books and wants Yang Wei to explain his inheritance to him in detail. However, that kid pretends to be stupid. It must be said that his method of refining medicine is what he says. , anyone can learn it casually, and even after being tortured, he refused to reveal anything that was not mentioned in the classics, which made Cheng Lang very angry.
He would be pulled out every few days, and if he didn't let go after questioning, he would continue to torture him, and then he would be rescued. If it hadn't been for Manager Liu's visit last time, the Imperial Master would have discovered that someone was standing up for Yang Wei. It seems that the people behind him are not simple. , even more reluctant to let go, wanting to wait for the person behind Yang Wei to show up, he wanted to see who was worthy of keeping his secret.
The Imperial Master Cheng Lang, who was watering the spiritual plants in the medicine garden, suddenly stiffened and felt a strong pressure coming from the gate of the Imperial Master's Mansion. He was slowly approaching here. Although there was still some distance, Cheng Lang His legs began to tremble, and the other servants were kneeling on the ground unable to lift their heads.
Cheng Lang activated his skills and tried hard to resist the powerful momentum and prevent himself from kneeling down. That would be too embarrassing.
The bones all over his body were rattling, sweat was pouring down his skin, his cold and indifferent temperament was gone, and there was a look of panic on his face, who was coming?
Cheng Lang's hand held the kettle tightly, and his fingers began to turn white. The metal handle of the kettle was already deformed by his pinching.
For about two or three minutes, he felt that after a century, who had such a great momentum? Even those supernatural masters in the realm of heavenly kings did not have such strong pressure.
This person is going too far! No matter how powerful you are, you won't act like this. After all, he is the Imperial Preceptor and represents the face of the entire empire. How could he just break into the Imperial Preceptor's Office casually?
Cheng Lang was a little angry. What happened to the Royal Guard Battalion? He actually allowed this person to swagger through the palace. The palace claimed to have the strongest defense system in the empire, but no one stopped him.
As the pressure intensified, Cheng Lang finally saw the person coming clearly. He was a very old man, wearing a green Taoist robe, with silver hair tied into a bun. His face was ruddy and energetic. He was holding a whisk in his hand and slowly walked towards him. Come.
