To the north of Yujing, somewhere in a magical mysterious realm, the place is filled with white air and evaporates into the sky.
In the sky, there are stone pellets floating in the air, more than ten thousand in size, all blooming with a faint light. Looking from the ground, the light dances on the jade string, the light shines, and it is extremely magnificent, just like the stars in the sky falling into the world.
Among them, the largest star is located in the center, round and flawless, as big as the bright moon, and above it stands the palace attic view.
In the main palace room, on a jade brick that was as bright as a mirror, stood a tall Taoist priest with a handsome appearance.
His hair was just randomly tied up in a bun, and his clothes were loose. When he walked around, he looked like white clouds surging around him. It was obvious that he was a very casual person.
At this moment, he was holding a golden book in his hand, looking at it, and said to himself: "He Ziquan? Xinying, have I ever had such a person in Bai Zhen Mountain?"
Nie Xinying stood in the hall, looked at him with beautiful eyes, and said: "Master, doesn't he even remember how many disciples he has?
The Taoist said helplessly: "Disciple, it's not like you don't know that my master always recognizes his face but not his name." He rubbed his forehead, "Besides, there are so many descendants of master and disciple, how can you remember them all wherever you go?"
Nie Xinying stared at him. With Xuanzun's ability, he would never forget his disciple's name, but he was unwilling to remember it, thinking it was not worth remembering.
She said: "If something happens, I will accept your help. I will ask the master to check it out."
The Taoist said with a smile: "Okay, you can be my master and you will be able to worry less about this matter. Among the several disciples of my master, it is most appropriate for my disciple to handle this matter."
Nie Xinying didn't accept the words, so she bowed and walked out. It didn't take long before she turned back to the palace and said: "Master, I went down to investigate and found out that there is indeed He Ziquan in Yujing, but he is not the same as us."
Bai Zhenshan is not involved, if anyone is involved, it should be from Liyu Tiangong."
The Taoist was a little surprised and said: "Qiongying's disciple?"
Nie Xinying said: "This person is not a serious disciple. He just works under the Liyu Tiangong sect all the year round. Therefore, he has good friends with several direct disciples. Later, after being recommended by these disciples, he took the opportunity to join the sect of Qiongying Xuanzun. He also
He will deal with some common names for Liyu Tiangong, and over time, the world will recognize him as a disciple of Liyu Tiangong."
The man frowned and said: "Qiongying has always been lax in disciplining her disciples. This time she has tasted the bitter consequences, but..."
He looked up to the sky, "Although Qiong Ying's aura is small, his magic power is not weak. This person can do such sneaky things under Qiong Ying's nose. There must be some means behind it. I would like to know who this person is.
who is it."
In the Liyu Heavenly Palace, Qiongying was sitting in the main hall. She was also holding a golden book in her hand, but at this moment her face was filled with frost.
She was able to memorize the names of her disciples. She knew it just by mentioning it in the letter. Just because the wording in the letter was not polite at all, she thought in her heart that Zhang Yu was still remembering the last time.
He deliberately made trouble for himself.
She was also depressed. You all have powerful backgrounds. I stay out of the matter and won't interfere with your affairs, but why don't you let me have an easy time?
The problem now is that she just noticed that Yan Ziquan is no longer in the Liyu Heavenly Palace, and she still cannot sense where he is.
She immediately realized that this matter was not as simple as it seemed, and that it was a big or small matter. At least she would be guilty of lax teaching.
She knew that a certain court official in Xuan Ting had been responsible for keeping an eye on the guards of various continents, ready to find their faults at any time. If they made too many mistakes, let alone competing for the position of court official, he could sit on the guard.
Even if the position is good, if it is serious, it is possible to be removed from the position directly.
She shouted: "Come here, find those evil disciples over here!"
The attendants in front of the door did not dare to say a word at this moment. They bowed and hurried down to deliver orders.
Not long after, there were streaks of escaping light falling outside, and then the sound of hurried footsteps was heard. A dozen disciples walked into the hall, bowed to her in unison, and said, "I have met Master."
Qiongying threw the letter on the ground and said with an indifferent expression: "Take it and read it yourself."
The disciples saw that she was angry and looked at each other. No one dared to step forward for a while, but Meng Huanzhen took the initiative to stand up, picked up the letter, read it over, and handed it to the other disciples.
Qiongying glanced at her and said nothing more.
The disciples took turns to read the letter, and when it was delivered to the hands of a middle-aged monk, he couldn't help but turn pale and his body began to tremble after reading it. There were several disciples in the room who were reading the letter.
After writing the letter, he was no better than him.
Qiongying glanced at all the disciples and said in a cold voice: "You are really giving me a shame. As soon as this letter arrives, who doesn't know that Yan Zhiquan is a disciple of my Liyu Tiangong? It's all you who let me
It was done by the disciples who were worried about it!"
All the disciples hurriedly bowed their heads and said, "Master, please forgive me. Please punish me."
Qiong Ying said coldly: "What's the use of punishing you? Wei Tong, tell me, where is Yan Ziquan?"
The disciples secretly looked at the middle-aged monk standing in the field, who had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "Master, Yan Ziquan informed me three days ago that he was going to visit an old friend. Now, now... Disciple
Go and chase him back now!"
Qiongying looked at him and said: "You are going to chase him? Then let me ask you, who is his old friend? Where did he go? Where is he now?"
The middle-aged monk lowered his head and said in panic: "This disciple has not asked, so I don't know..."
"What an unknown person. Since you don't know anything, then what use do I need from you!"
Qiong Ying waved her hand, and a colorful light flew up in the palace. The middle-aged monk was hit by the yellow light, and his body immediately flew up. A wailing sound was heard in the air, and he flew to the mural on one side of the palace wall. In an instant,
It transformed into a lifelike Taoist figure in the painting.
When all the disciples saw this scene, they were too frightened to say anything.
Meng Huanzhen said: "Master, calm down, Junior Brother Wei did not do it intentionally this time."
Qiong Ying said: "He didn't do it unintentionally, but wasn't he the one who caused the last incident? Now Yuhang and Deng Jing are both preparing to see the teacher's joke."
Meng Huanzhen said: "This disciple is willing to go out to pursue Yan Ziquan and share the worries of the master."
Qiongying looked at her for a few times and said, "The affairs of your junior brother and your junior sister have nothing to do with you, so why should you take it upon yourself?"
Meng Huanzhen said: "Huanzhen only knows that this is a matter of my Liyu Tiangong lineage."
Qiong Ying's face softened slightly and she said: "Huan Zhen, you know some truth." She pondered for a moment, "But there are probably other people involved behind this matter, otherwise even I would have concealed it, and you may not be able to tell Yan Ziquan again."
I can catch up."
Meng Huanzhen said: "Teacher, I am willing to give it a try."
Qiongying thought for a moment and said, "That's fine." She stretched out her hand and saw a ray of light falling on her palm, turning it into a scroll. She handed it over and said, "Take my 'Hunsu copy'
, if you find him, I will mark you as a great meritorious service, if you can’t find him, come back and discuss it later.”
"is teacher."
Meng Huanzhen took the scroll respectfully. She glanced at the painting wall and said, "Master, Junior Brother Wei..."
Qiongying sneered: "Let him suffer a little and improve his memory."
When Meng Huanzhen heard this, she knew that Junior Brother Wei was probably fine, but she knew that if Yan Zi couldn't be caught, it might not be as easy as punishing him by the people inside the Liyu Heavenly Palace.
She said goodbye to the palace, went back to tidy up, and then unfolded the "Hun Su Chao" and wrote Yan Ziquan's name in the blank space of the scroll. After a while, a picture appeared on the scroll, and it looked like a vast ocean.
, and a middle-aged man wearing a hood was flying across it in a boat.
But this image only flashed and then disappeared again.
She immediately knew that Yan Ziquan had escaped into the ocean to the east, but the ocean was vast and boundless, and there was no accurate way to pull him. If he wanted to catch up with someone, the hope was extremely slim, unless Qiong Ying went after him personally.
But the problem is that as one of the three guards of Yujing, neither she nor her incarnation can easily leave the jurisdiction.
After Meng Huanzhen found a clue, she left the Liyu Heavenly Palace, stepped on the small cloud boat, and fled eastward to the outer sea to try to find the person.
In the endless ocean, a magic weapon flying boat landed on a certain island, and a burly monk walked out of it. He walked down wearing a brown-gray cloak and a hood, his face half hidden in the shadows.
, only the short black beard on the chin is exposed.
Those who came to greet him were two men in black wearing masks. One of them said: "Mr. Yan, we have been waiting for you for a long time. The place is ready. Please go this way."
Yan Ziquan just nodded slightly, followed the two people to the hinterland of the island, and entered a cave that led underground. After about ten miles deep underground, he stopped in a cave hall with natural light.
The man in black turned around and said, "This is it."
Yan Ziquan asked: "Is it safe?"
The man in black said: "This is the place where God Sage hid his human body. Even your god cannot detect it."
Yan Ziquan knew that the god he was talking about was Tianxia Xuanzun, but he had no intention of correcting the difference and walked into the cave.
In fact, he had a better place to go after he went to sea. The person may have promised to protect him, but he was more worried about being dumped and killed, so he started another story decades ago.
Plan.
This was one of the places he chose to take refuge.
At this time, he looked at the murals on the cave, which described the legend of Sage's human form.
It is said that this god discovered a beautiful boy in the human world, loved it very much, and decided to use it as his human incarnation. However, in order for this body not to be stained and to perfectly carry his own power, he transformed into a beautiful girl and became his partner.
In the end, he willingly gave up his body and soul.
Seeing this, he couldn't help showing contempt.
But no matter how much he despises the behavior of these strange gods, he knows that the power of these strange gods is really unnecessary. At least he still needs their protection here, so he cannot be disrespectful to this god.
He sat down cross-legged in the empty cave, but after a while, he suddenly thought of a question, raised his head and asked: "Since this is the place where the God of Sage stores his human body, then where is his human body?"
Where is it?"
The two masked men in black didn't answer, but looked at him with strange eyes.