"So, what is your purpose of following me back to the capital?"
The eldest princess Yongkang hated this winding style, so she went straight to the point and spoke directly.
Holy Sect Saint Dongfang Bai shook her head helplessly and chuckled: "Yongkang, after so many years, your character is still the same as before."
"Okay, let me tell you straight. According to the information from my Holy Sect, the swordsman you mentioned has appeared in the capital, and I have also investigated his name."
"Um?"
Yongkang also showed an interested expression and asked: "What is it called?"
"Heavenly Sword - Wuming!" Dongfang Bai had a casual expression, paused slightly, and said the name solemnly.
"Heavenly Sword Wuming? What a weird name!" Yongkang frowned and muttered.
Dongfang Bai looked at the mountains and rivers in the distance and said softly: "A few days ago, during the Sword Sect Competition, the Songshan Sect and Wushuang City jointly attacked the Jianjian Villa, causing a bloody storm. Three masters of the Jianzong Villa died one after another.
All the disciples and related people in the world were injured or killed."
"According to the rumors spread by many people in the world, the Songshan sect seems to have practiced magic skills and also killed disciples of other sects on the spot. It was extremely bloody and brutal."
"And this Heavenly Sword Wuming first killed Chu Yang of the White Lotus Sect, and then killed two grandmasters of the Songshan Sect. His strength is rare in the world."
"What's even more interesting is that the undefeated naughty boy Gu Santong, who was known as the number one under the Grand Master, seems to have joined his ranks and helped him kill a Grand Master of the Songshan Sect."
"Several Taibao at the bottom of the Songshan Sect have all been promoted to Grand Master. As the leader, Zuo Lengchan, his strength is unimaginable. Because of this, other sects have not yet spoken out, but Wushuang City has announced that it will go to the Songshan Sect to recover the money.
Ming Yue, heir of the Ming family..."
"At this moment, it is estimated that a big drama is about to be performed in the Songshan Sect."
Hearing what Dongfang Bai said, Yongkang was slightly startled, and quickly said: "Then you, a Saint of the Holy Sect, why don't you go over and watch the fun?"
"Then why don't you, the eldest princess, go watch the excitement?" Dongfang Bai asked with a smile.
"Haha... what about this?" Yongkang was a little embarrassed, rubbed his hands, and replied: "I'm not interested in this kind of battle between rivers and lakes. I always prefer eating to this... Well, Jiangzhou's Osmanthus Cake
, do you want to eat or not?”
Yongkang magically took out a box of sweet-scented osmanthus cake from the bag, opened the box and handed it to Dongfang Bai.
Dongfang Bai shook his head and said, "It's okay, I'm not hungry."
"Wu... Wu... I really don't know how to enjoy it. Who said you have to be hungry to eat snacks... Eat whatever you want, it's no better than watching a show..."
Yongkang didn't waste any time, he took his hand back directly, stuffed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake into his mouth, and said vaguely.
"Why!"
For Yongkang, a foodie, Dongfang Bai was speechless. Everywhere she went, she would ask about delicious food, and then go to establishments such as Liumenmen, where the commander would help her buy it.
The most important thing is that the various defensive measures are so robust that it makes people's scalp numb.
Always stay in the safest place, equipped with God-breaking crossbows and various firearms to protect you.
Her daily routine is basically to eat, or meditate to eliminate food, and then continue to eat.
If the masters in Yongkang knew that she went out to practice like this, they would probably be so angry that they would vomit blood.
This is not an experience at all, but it is a Mukbang Ming. If a camera is added, she can directly guest star in food programs.
The attributes of a foodie and a homebody almost defeated Dongfang Bai.
Although Dongfang Bai followed Yongkang, he strongly protested living together and always found a place to live on his own.
We couldn't live together. When we were in the same room, Yongkang ate every now and then. He also practiced to eliminate food.
Dongfang Bai strongly suspected that if Yongkang hadn't learned martial arts, was not weak in cultivation, and knew a kind of digestion technique, he would have turned into a meat ball long ago.
However, it is precisely because Yongkang's food is good, her development is also very good, and her figure is concave and convex, far superior to others. In the entire palace, it is estimated that only Concubine Wan Gui can compete with her.
"In a few days, we will be able to arrive in the capital. Let's start investigating from the promotion site of Gusantong!"
Dongfang Bai thought so.
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Capital City, Yan Mansion.
Gardens, rockeries, pavilions, corridors and stairs are all available.
Going in and out of the large courtyard, various servants and maids were running back and forth, looking busy.
The entire Yan Mansion is very large, located in the east of the city. It is usually a place where dignitaries come and go. Many high-ranking officials come here to give gifts and greetings. They want to enter here, but they can't.
Just because this is a person's residence.
Yan Song!
The cabinet bachelor, the chief minister of the cabinet, the top figure with all the power in the government.
An existence that countless people kneel down to lick but cannot find!
Today, the government and the opposition are divided into several parties, including Wan Guifei Party, Wei Zhongxian Party, Qingliu Party, etc.
The Yan Party, where Yan Song belonged, controlled most of the power, and in cooperation with Wei Zhongxian, they could almost monopolize the entire court.
Since His Majesty is practicing Taoism and longing for immortality, court affairs are basically decided by the cabinet. Only a few matters will be submitted to the emperor, which leads to the excessive expansion of the power of the cabinet.
At this moment, two people were talking in a small courtyard deep in the Yan Mansion. In front of them, there was a water prison with countless fine iron chains, binding a man with disheveled hair and a violent breath.
"Father, is this person Zhou Kuang, one of the original eighteen members of the Kunlun Demon Sect?"
A younger man asked softly to the man next to him.
The middle-aged man beside him has an extraordinary bearing, a handsome face, and a rather elegant temperament. Along with it is an extremely majestic aura of power, and a posture that holds the power of life and death.
The middle-aged man's eyes were like daggers, staring at the man under the water prison, and said coldly: "Yes, Shifan, it took a lot of effort as a father to catch this man!"
"Father, is he arresting him because of the Kunlun Demon Cult's top ten divine protection skills?" Yan Shifan looked at the man in the water prison and said.
"That's right, in the past, the Kunlun Demon Cult was destroyed, countless masters fled, and many martial arts were lost. Some of them were included in the Royal Scripture Collection Pavilion, and some were rewarded by the late emperor to meritorious ministers. However, the ten major demonic skills for protecting the religion have disappeared."
"There are rumors that one of the ten magical powers for religious protection was obtained by the imperial court, one by Shaolin, one by the Holy Sect, and the whereabouts of the other seven martial arts are unknown."
"In fact, the martial arts taught by the imperial court is the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth in the hands of the iron gall god Hou Zhuwu, while the martial arts acquired by Shaolin Temple is the Great Technique of Disintegration of Heavenly Demons, and the martial arts of the Holy Sect is the Great Technique of Shifting Heaven and Earth."
"And in front of us, the Shiba Sanren, Mr. Zhou Kuang, also has a magic protective skill in his hands."
"This technique is called the ultimate magic technique!"
As soon as these words came out, Zhou Kuang, who had been bowing his head in silence, suddenly raised his head, staring at Yan Song with his scarlet eyes, as if he wanted to tear him into pieces with his eyes.