However, finding the jade slip is not an easy task. Gu Zheng has no idea where the jade slip will be taken by Apple. This information must be obtained from Lin Hai and Sun Yan's organization. So in the short term Cooperation with them is essential.
For the new seal, Gu Zheng only extracted part of the power from the jade slip to seal it. After the seal was opened and vented, the power inside had become much weaker. The established seal could operate for decades without the support of the jade slip. , decades later, if nothing unexpected happens to Gu Zheng, he will teach an apprentice to guard this place for him. This is a rule passed down from generation to generation in the Mohist family.
It's just that the current Gu Zheng has no time to take into account what will happen decades later. If these seal matters are not handled well, there will be no future. Needless to say, all ninety-nine seals have been opened, even if the seventh seal is opened. Seventeen seals, then this world will be over.
Lijiayu is no longer a concern to Gu Zheng. His heart has been closely attached to the jade slip taken away by Apple. So when Lin Hai and others returned, he also left this place in his life. He went to the imperial capital where he had been for more than ten years. The power his master had left for him and the power he had built up over the past few years were all there. He knew that it was time to use these powers.
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In the rolling Alps, a steep area with few human traces and covered with ice and snow all year round, a castle with a strong medieval atmosphere is located abruptly on a mountain top, huge and magnificent. But in the most precise place in the world Satellites cannot capture images of this castle. If you stand on the wall facing the cliff and overlook the vast land below, you will definitely have a feeling of looking at the world and holding the ups and downs in your hands.
The sunset sun slanted on the snow-capped peaks, and the snow-capped mountains shone with golden light. In the golden glow, the castle also turned golden. At this moment, the closed castle door suddenly opened, and the last ray of sunlight at dusk shone directly in, penetrating Layers of door walls finally landed on the tall luxurious throne deep in the lobby deep in the castle. Sitting on the throne was a man who was wrapped in a black cloak except for his head. This man had a pale face and long hair. It was even more like silver threads. When it was dyed by the dim sunlight, it suddenly turned golden. This man seemed to hate the sun very much. With a wave of his hand, the afterglow of the setting sun suddenly disappeared on the horizon, and the whole castle suddenly disappeared. It was plunged into darkness. In the snowy world, the castle, like the surrounding environment, had no trace of life.
"Your Highness Salo, the Moorish wizard of the Black Spirit Society is outside the castle, waiting for your permission." A waiter wearing tight clothes and a wig popular before the 18th century respectfully undressed under the throne. He knelt down and spoke slowly. Judging from the aura emanating from the waiter, he was a werewolf, and a very powerful werewolf.
Salo on the throne seemed to have no breath of life. After a while, his body slowly moved and he said to the people below: "Let him come in."
The waiter did not stand up, but continued: "Vice Speaker Wang Dijun is also asking for an audience outside the castle."
The old-looking Salo suddenly had a glint in his eyes that was inconsistent with his age and appearance. He pondered for a moment before saying, "Isn't he still in St. Petersburg? Why did he come back so soon?"
"I don't know." The waiter's attitude became more respectful and he said to Old Salo.
"Well, let him come in." An imperceptible aura flashed across Salo's face, and he nodded to the waiter, and then the whole thing seemed to turn into a piece of wood, motionless.
In the darkness, two black figures walked in quickly and gracefully from outside the castle. Where they passed, the snow on the ground was rolled up and flying in the air.
"Wang Dijun, Moore, I have met the Speaker." Wang Dijun, who was tall and had a stern face, just nodded slightly like Salo, while Moore half-knelt down. From this point of view, the identities of the two people were immediately obvious.
The sentence is too high.
"Well, you are all here." Salo's voice was a little weak, but neither of them dared to underestimate this guy who looked like he was dying. Being able to serve as the speaker of the Dark Parliament for 143 years is enough to say something.
"What good news have you brought?" After Salo said this, he began to pant for a while, and it was quite possible that he would die immediately if he couldn't take a breath.
Moore turned to look at Vice Speaker Wang Dijun. When Wang Dijun nodded slightly, he said respectfully: "Report to the Speaker, the whereabouts of the jade slip has been found out, and it is now in the hands of the 'Devil's Apple', but
Her current whereabouts..." When Moore said this, the muscles all over his body trembled slightly. To put it bluntly, he had neglected his duty. Wang Dijun next to him also had a gloomy face. As the deputy speaker of the Dark Parliament,
He is also the president of the Black Spirit Society, and he must bear some responsibility for Moore's dereliction of duty.
"Ahem...are you here just to talk nonsense to me?" Salo interrupted Moore. He waved his hand lightly, and a black power immediately radiated from all around Salo.
The stick hit Moore, and Moore suddenly trembled, let out a muffled grunt, and flew backwards, hitting a door hard.
The face of Wang Dijun next to him suddenly darkened. Moore was his direct subordinate, and Salo didn't even give him the slightest face, so he injured Moore. It was like a slap in his face.
However, Salo didn't think there was anything wrong with doing this, so he turned to Wang Dijun and said, "Your Excellency, Deputy Speaker, what good news have you brought?"
Wang Dijun's face remained gloomy, but his heart seemed to speed up a bit. He calmly adjusted his breath and mental fluctuations before saying: "I found this in St. Petersburg." He moved his hand, and a black box appeared.
In his hand, Wang Dijun continued: "A piece of silverware is a relic of Peter the Great. There is some information hidden in it, which may contain the whereabouts of the missing jade slip."
Salo nodded, expressing satisfaction with Wang Dijun's performance. Then he motioned to the waiter on the side to bring up the black box.
The waiter approached Wang Dijun, and there was a subtle exchange between their eyes. After the waiter opened the box, he saw a silver knife as thin as a crescent moon, with a paragraph engraved on it with words similar to Latin.
Words, the light flows between these words, showing the extraordinaryness of this silver sword.