The elixir case has been exposed for more than a month. Does Qingyang Imperial Master really have no countermeasures?
Bai Ziqi's investigation is all aimed at her. Does she seem to be someone who does nothing?
In this situation, what should Master Qingyang do?
While the Chiyan people were evacuating Qing Palace, Fu Shanyue did not forget to send a goshawk to fly high into the sky to find out the latest situation on Tianxin Island.
At this time, more and more people gathered at the Qing Palace. Everyone stretched their necks, wanting to eat a big melon.
In the past month, the melons bursting out in Lingxu City are each sweeter than the last.
But the guards of the Heavenly Palace suddenly besieged the Qing Palace? This is definitely the most outrageous thing this year, no, the most outrageous thing in the past century! Especially since the case of the elixir has been fermenting for a month, everyone basically knows the cause and effect.
If we can find some exciting news today, wouldn’t the hot kang party in the evening be lively?
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Tianxin Island, Lingxiao Palace.
Imperial Master Qingyang stood behind the door. There were chaotic footsteps outside the wall, and some people were arguing loudly.
She looked up at the high wall of the palace. A branch of late osmanthus stuck out from above was half withered, but its fragrance still lingered.
Looking up again, the sky is as big as your palm.
The sunlight had slanted now and could not shine through the deep well-like courtyard.
Imperial Master Qingyang remembered that when he was twelve years old, he entered the palace for the first time and stood here, looking at the sky above his head.
God has never changed.
But at that time, the sweet-scented osmanthus tree had not yet grown tall enough to reach in.
More than one hundred and seventy years passed in a snap of the fingers.
so fast.
She sighed quietly.
I don't know when the noise outside the door stopped, and the footsteps also faded away.
After a while, the door was pushed open, and a palace lady whispered: "Master, please come this way."
She closed the door and led Imperial Master Qingyang inside.
Although it is late autumn, there are sparse vegetation and greenery along the way, and there is no sign of desolation.
This palace lady had silver hair and hunched shoulders. Imperial Master Qingyang followed her and said, "It's been a long time, little girl Xiao."
The palace lady turned around and saw her walking past a bush of white wood. She was truly a beauty and youthful woman.
Although if you look closely at Imperial Master Qingyang, you can see a few light lines at the corners of his eyes.
"You don't have to worry. Even the guards from Tiangong don't dare to break into Ganquan Palace to act wild!" the palace lady said seriously, "This is the safest place in the world."
Qingyang Imperial Master sighed: "I never imagined that one day I would take shelter here."
"The emperor has long said that if you have anything to do, you can come here and wait for him." The palace lady said, "It's a pity that the emperor will go to Xushan in the afternoon and is not in the palace, otherwise he can take charge of the overall situation for you!"
Imperial Master Qingyang murmured to himself: "The overall situation?" I'm afraid the situation has been decided.
She knew in her heart that the god came to the emperor at this time just to cut off her escape.
However, no matter how domineering Ren Duyunshi and the Tiangong Guards are, they can't break into the palace and cause trouble, right?
She fought in the first half of her life and planned in the second half of her life. She dedicated everything to Lingxu, only to get a promise from the emperor:
No matter how the court situation changes, she will definitely be able to see the emperor in Ganquan Palace.
The palace lady invited her to enter the Nuan Pavilion, get a brocade quilt, and brought hot tea and snacks, and then said: "You just need to stay here. If you are tired, you can take a nap. The emperor will not go to Xushan until noon, and it will be before evening at the earliest."
Come back quickly."
Imperial Master Qingyang asked her: "Do you have an incense burner?"
The palace lady was startled: "Oh, yes."
She found a small incense burner and a handful of red incense from somewhere.
"Thank you very much."
The palace maid shook her head: "What are you talking about? Fifty-five years ago, if you hadn't carried the slave back from the snow, there would have been no slave in the world. If you need anything, just ask."
After doing this, she backed out, closed the door gently, and left.
Imperial Master Qingyang closed his eyes and meditated for a while, then walked around the small garden outside the palace to make sure that it was not under surveillance, then returned to Nuan Pavilion and closed the door tightly.
She lit seven sticks of fine incense, inserted them into the incense burner, and placed the incense burner facing east.
The crack in the door is so small that the autumn wind can hardly blow in, and the smoke column goes straight upward.
Imperial Master Qingyang knelt down and muttered something.
The smoke column above the incense burner stagnates slightly. When it reaches a certain height, it presses down and condenses without dissipating.
After about half a quarter of an hour, the smoke gathered into a gray ball and slowly transformed into a human face.
The facial features of this face are very blurry, and there are barely two eyes and one mouth.
Then, a majestic voice sounded:
"where are you?"
"Lingxiao Palace." Qingyang Imperial Master stopped praying, "I rushed here after you informed me. Bai Ziqi led the Tiangong Guards to attack the Qing Palace. Who gave this order?"
"Your Holy Lord Lingxu!" said the voice, "he issued an edict directly without consulting us."
Even though he had been mentally prepared, Imperial Master Qingyang still turned pale. After all, it felt bad to be directly targeted by the big boss: "There was no time to discuss it in detail earlier. You just said that Bai Ziqi left the city on the opening day of Caohai Hunting.
Go to Chiyan to find Kong Jiaxiang?"
The voice snorted: "Yes, go to Yangshui, Kong Jiaxiang's hometown. But Bai Ziqi never reported this clue or his itinerary, so the gods were kept in the dark."
In other words, it is them that Bai Ziqi is guarding against!
"He is really loyal to Lingxu."
Imperial Master Qingyang frowned: "There is no way that Kong Jiaxiang is still alive."
"Then what Bai Ziqi brought back was a dead person? No, no, that's not what he reported to Holy Lord Lingxu. Not only was it a living witness, but he also had physical evidence in his hand."
"I sent Lu Qingzhou to deal with the aftermath of Qingfu Temple. Lu Qingzhou watched Kong Jiaxiang die from taking poison, and then he set fire to Qingfu Temple." Imperial Master Qingyang looked solemn, "The fire came from Kong Jiaxiang's house.
It's burning, he can't be wrong about it."
"Could it be that the man named Lu deceived you?"
"Lu Qingzhou is loyal to me and will never betray me." Qingyang Imperial Master slowly shook his head, "Besides, he died suddenly at home a few days ago, and it should be the hands of Qiu Gong."
The voice said: "Perhaps Kong Jiaxiang cheated his death and deceived your apprentice."
Imperial Master Qingyang remained silent.
After all, she didn't do it herself, and she wasn't at the scene. Even if Lu Qingzhou reported back to her afterwards, did she miss some details?
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "You said that after Kong Jiaxiang died, who was the living person Bai Ziqi found?"
"Maybe it's a fake."
The voice screamed: "Fake? If you are sure that he is fake, why don't you stay in Qing Palace to confront him? Why did you come directly to Lingxiao Palace?" And he ran out without looking back. This is not like it at all.
Qingyang Imperial Master’s consistent style.
"You think Bai Ziqi is easy to deceive, don't you? He caught such an important witness as Kong Jiaxiang, and he didn't go to verify his identity?" Qingyang Imperial Master smiled bitterly, "Kong Jiaxiang was arrested in his hometown, and there are so many relatives and friends in Yangshui who can prove him.
It's me, and I guess Bai Ziqi will also find some clues in Lingxu City. On the other hand, if Kong Jiaxiang is not confirmed to be the irrefutable evidence, how dare he lead troops to bombard my Qing Palace?"
"Besides, even if I confront Kong Jiaxiang, will Lingxu City believe him or me? Who will judge the truth or falsehood of his words?" Only she knows what is true and what is false. But how can others believe her?
?"Lu Qingzhou, who can prove that Kong Jiaxiang is dead, died suddenly. So this Kong Jiaxiang is real."
Whether Kong Jiaxiang is true or false is not important, the existence of "Kong Jiaxiang" itself is important.
His testimony, his testimony, must be true.
Shuangye found Kong Jiaxiang, or "made" him, and the game between them decided the winner.
That voice doesn't care about the evidence itself. It just wants to know one thing: "You have really been crucified and can't the case be overturned?"
"maybe."
The smoke is also very crisp and will dissipate after rolling twice.
"Zhenjun Tongming!" Imperial Master Qingyang suddenly said, "If I go to jail and stand trial, you won't be able to escape."
Another voice came from the smoke, and someone was annoyed: "Are you threatening me?"
"I know that Miaozhantian has a divine object called a touchstone. I'm afraid if I fail, I will tell you the fact that you secretly sent divine blood to me."
In addition to the pulp beads, there is another indispensable ingredient for making the elixir, which is the divine blood.
If you can't get the divine blood, it will be useless if you have piles of plasma beads all over the house.
Obviously both the emperor and Tiangong knew this. Once Qingyang Imperial Master was captured, they would definitely be interrogated about the source of the divine blood.
Imperial Master Qingyang knew that Miao Zhantian's touchstone magic could not be more useful for judging the authenticity of confessions.
By that time, wouldn't Tongming Zhenjun, the accomplice, be exposed?
But Zhenjun Tongming laughed loudly: "You are worrying too much! Miao Zhantian just used this magical technique, and even something unexpected happened midway, so the loss was huge, and it will not be used a second time in three to five months!"
Imperial Master Qingyang was startled: "What happened?" Could it be that Zhenjun Tongming had done something?
But she was relieved when she heard that the Miao Zhan Divine Art had been temporarily sealed.
"Miao Zhantian tested the boy named He next to Prince Chiyan, but he didn't get satisfactory results."
The boy named He? He Xiao?
Qingyang Imperial Master Daqi. He Xiao had indeed put many obstacles in her way. If he hadn't killed such a person in a diagonal stab, Xi Yunhe would not have been able to expose the case of the immortality medicine even if he had the intention.
This young man does have some abilities, but Miao Zhantian actually uses magic on him?
As a national master, Qingyang knows a lot of inside stories. For example, if the gods want to use magic in the human world, they will have to pay an extremely high price.
The barrier between the two worlds is no joke, and the rules cannot be easily bypassed.
This price is not only paid by the gods, but also by Lingxu City.
Moreover, it is also Miao Zhantian's signature skill, which is by no means easy to perform.
What secret is hidden in that young man that even the gods are willing to expend great efforts to explore?
Of course, Imperial Master Qingyang was too busy to take care of himself right now, so this thought just passed through his mind, and he said to True Lord Tongming: "The attitudes of other gods towards my case may not be so firm, right?"
"You know, even if most of the gods don't care, as long as a small part persists, you will not be able to escape the prison sentence!" Zhenjun Tongming said coldly, "You don't have to think about biting me back, I won't admit it."
"Which war is not full of blood? My men only killed a few weak monsters, and the charges may be light or serious." Qingyang Imperial Master said solemnly, "I want to ask you to speak kindly for me in front of the gods. sentence."