After the Tianzong disciples finished speaking, they left in a hurry to inquire about Xu Yanzi's instructions.
After a while, he came back.
"Uncle Master, the Renzong did not receive the letter, but the leader Xiaoyaozi just came down the mountain with a group of disciples."
"Xiaoyaozi has gone down the mountain?" Xuyanzi's tone was rare, and he murmured a little doubtfully, and then asked the disciple who was running errands, "Did you throw away the letter just now?"
"No." The disciple shook his head, "I'm going now."
Xu Yanzi stretched out his hand and said, "Forget it, just give it to me."
"Oh." The disciple handed over the letter very honestly, and he didn't mind that his uncle was too busy.
Xu Yanzi took the letter and waved it casually, indicating that he could leave.
The disciples of Tianzong nodded and walked away without worrying about this matter.
Xu Yanzi sat alone in the quiet room, thinking about whether to ask Uncle Bei Mingzi what he meant, or...ask Junior Sister Xiaomeng?
Although Xiaomeng is almost in seclusion, the Taoists in this world are not really cultivating immortals. They still have communication with the outside world, but they just don't like to talk to others.
Xu Yanzi thought for a moment and felt that if he did this, he might be ignored by both his master and his disciple, so he decided to give up the idea of looking for them.
Although almost no one in Tianzong has that kind of unnecessary self-esteem, it is not necessary to take the initiative to make yourself uncomfortable.
After getting up and leaving the quiet room, Xu Yanzi walked quickly towards the back mountain.
Taiyi Mountain is hundreds of feet high. The so-called back mountain is also a huge area, even if Tianzong only occupies half of it.
This area is mainly used for planting and accommodation, but a small part of the high ground is a good place for long-term retreat, which is remote and quiet.
The place where Beimingzi lived in seclusion and the place where Xiaomeng retreated were both in that area.
However, Xu Yanzi is not looking for the master and disciple at this time, but... another person.
After walking twists and turns along the mountain road for a long time, Xu Yanzi finally arrived at his destination, a small mountain forest, with a single-family cabin faintly visible in the forest.
Walking to the front of the house, Xu Yanzi did not go in, but stood outside and shouted, "Xiao Ling!"
After a few breaths, the door opened, and a young man with blue hair came out. After seeing the person clearly, he immediately clasped his hands and saluted, "Uncle Xuyanzi."
Seeing the young man in front of him who had become calm and taciturn, and no longer talkative as before, Xu Yanzi felt a little regretful in his heart, but he just smiled and said, "Xiao Ling, there is something I think I should tell you.
I’ll do it for you.”
At this time, Xiaoling is far more mature than the half-grown child in the past, both in terms of temperament and appearance.
Regarding the task that Xu Yanzi planned to assign to him, he replied calmly with a smile on his face, "Uncle, just ask."
"Haha..." Xu Yanzi nodded slightly, reached out and took out the letter from his arms, and handed it over, "Maybe you will be interested in this matter."
Xiao Ling took the letter and read it with some confusion, but the confusion on her face did not subside after reading the content, but became more intense.
"Anti-Qin forces...Uncle Master, it seems that our Tianzong doesn't need to get involved in this kind of thing, right?"
For now, the relationship between Tianzong and the Empire is relatively close. After all, it is widely rumored that Master Beimingzi of Tianzong has a good personal relationship with the Imperial Master.
Xu Yanzi did not answer, but asked, "Are you interested in going out for a walk?"
"But I..." Xiaoling looked hesitant and responded with a hesitant look on his face, "...it's better to stay on the mountain."
"Your heart doesn't belong to this mountain now, why bother?" Xu Yanzi stood with his hands behind his hands and smiled lightly, "Why don't you take this opportunity and go down the mountain for a walk."
"What happened back then, since you have the imperial master to clean up the mess for you, you don't have to worry too much about it."
Xiao Ling's expression was a little relaxed. It was obvious that he had this intention, but he still hesitated and said, "But to participate in such a gathering..."
Xu Yanzi replied nonchalantly, "It's just a gathering of Jianghu, why can't I, the Tianzong, participate?"
"As for the thoughts and actions of other forces participating in the meeting that they should not have, that is their business."
"The arena is not a temple."
The officials of the imperial court and the rebels are close to each other. Needless to say, there will be consequences if there is evidence, but if there is no evidence... 80% will not be good, but the Jianghu sect is different.
If the empire intends to attack Tianzong, then no matter how clear the separation between you and the anti-Qin forces is, you should take action anyway. If it is unintentional, as long as Tianzong does not clearly show rebellion, everything will be fine. It's amazing that you don't like me.<
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Anyway, they are just casual people, and they don’t want to beg the empire to govern the country according to Taoism, so do whatever they want!
Hearing what Xu Yanzi said, Xiaoling couldn't help but squeeze the hand holding the letter tightly, nodded and said, "In that case...Thank you, uncle, for making it happen."
Xu Yanzi waved his hand, indicating that he would not need to be so rude, and finally warned, "The giant of the Mo family should have just started planning this matter. If he really wants to completely promote this matter, it is estimated that there will be some time, you can clean up first.
By the way, let’s think about what to do after going down the mountain.”
"As for when to go down the mountain...when you feel the time is right, just leave on your own."
After saying that, Xu Yanzi turned around and left without waiting for Xiao Ling to reply.
After Xiaoling watched Xu Yanzi go away, his eyes returned to the letter in his hand, but his eyes gradually became distracted, revealing extreme confusion.
Several years have passed since the incident in Luoshengtang of the Yin Yang family in the past, when his identity was revealed, and Gu Xun rescued him and sent him back to Taiyi Mountain in a critical moment.
He almost always stayed in the mountains to meditate alone, rarely interacting with other people. However, after practicing for so many years, his heart never really calmed down.
Just like Xu Yanzi said, he still does not belong to this mountain now. As for whether he will belong to this mountain in the future... it is hard to say, it is possible.
Now he was about to go down the mountain again, but besides attending that anti-Qin gathering, he didn't know what to do.
"Alas..." With a sigh, Xiao Ling temporarily suppressed her thoughts and returned to the house.
Anyway, time is not urgent, just think about it slowly.
………………
Empire, Shu County, among the Minshan Mountains.
Meng Tian and Gu Xun climbed to a high mountain near Shushan together.
The purpose, of course, is for Meng Tian to have a condescending overview of the Shushan terrain, to understand the enemy's situation more clearly, and to formulate appropriate tactics.
Gu Xun followed to join in the fun, but Yan Lingji was too lazy to climb the mountain and did not follow.
Gu Xun walked beside Meng Tian, reaching out to catch an emerald-blue hummingbird as if no one else was watching, and reached out to untie the secret message tied to it.
Meng Tian looked on from the side, not showing any surprise at all.
Nowadays, almost all the powerful forces in the world know that quicksand can use flying birds to send messages, and almost all news can be sent to any corner of the empire within three days.
Meng Tian... Of course, it's not just Meng Tian, there are a lot of other people who are very coveted by this, but unfortunately there is no way.
Unless... they go to dig the corner of the quicksand, but regardless of the success rate, the probability of a dog leash is really too high.
They dare not get involved in things that even the emperor is unwilling to do.
"Brother Shen!"
"Hmm!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There is no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they are indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
You can say.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When she first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time she got used to it.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Slayer Department starts from the lowest level as a Demon Slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possess the memory of its predecessor.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppression Division that are full of chills, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppression Division.
At this time, the attic door is open, and occasionally people come in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to clean away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
