There was a huge chaos in the Prince's Mansion. ()
The disciples from various immortal kingdoms who were staying at the Prince's Mansion all came out of their residences and gathered together.
At the Chu Palace, Chu Tong'er was a little flustered: "Are all the senior brothers here? Hey, where is Qi... Zhuyu?"
Lu Qianyi rubbed his sleepy eyes and said, "Why didn't you ask Senior Brother, but instead asked about Seventh Junior Brother?"
Chu Tong'er spat at him and said, "You damn son, you are still joking at this time. Didn't you see that everyone in Qi was in chaos?"
Laoliqiong Lao remained calm and frowned: "Young junior sister is right, I just had a vague feeling that there seemed to be someone fighting in the seventh junior brother's residence. If the seventh junior brother is not here, there is a high probability that he has encountered an enemy!"
He paused and said, "But don't panic. I see that Master and several other immortal leaders have been dispatched. I don't think it's a big deal."
Chu Tong'er frowned and suddenly said: "By the way, I have to go see the senior brother. He is recovering from his injuries. I don't know if there is something wrong!"
"I'm fine!" A hoarse voice sounded, and Xia Hou's figure appeared at the corner.
As soon as Xiahou appeared, other disciples rushed over and said respectfully: "Elder brother!"
The rules of the Chu Imperial Palace are extremely strict, and Chu Buqun pays special attention to the superiority of elders and younger ones. Xiahou ranks first among all the disciples, with a transcendent status. At the same time, he is the only one among the disciples who is a strong man in the Heavenly Master realm, so in the Chu Imperial Palace
, his status is extremely high.
Xia Hou's injuries obviously have not recovered, he waved his hands and said: "Seventh Junior Brother must be in trouble. Just now I heard someone from the palace said that Tian Xuguang committed a crime at the east gate, and all the powerful Celestial Masters from the Immortal Kingdom rushed to the east gate.
I suspect that this guy deliberately lured the tiger away from the mountain. His real target is the seventh junior brother."
"Ah..." Everyone's expressions changed, and Chu Tong'er was even more surprised: "Then... what should we do?"
Xia Hou pondered for a moment, and a worried look appeared on his face. After a long time, he said: "You guys stay in the palace for now. I will go out and take a look. Maybe I can find him."
After Xia Hou finished speaking, he stepped forward in the air, and a man with magical powers disappeared without a trace.
In the mysterious altar, Zhu Yu could see everything clearly.
But unfortunately he couldn't speak or move. It felt so weird.
He was quite moved inside.
He actually had no sense of belonging when he joined the Chu Palace, and he knew Chu Buqun's thoughts very well.
If it weren't for Lin Shaofang's fault, Chu Buqun would definitely not be so generous in accepting him as his direct disciple.
However, when he saw that all the senior brothers and Chu Tong'er were worried about him without any hypocrisy, he still felt warm in his heart. He felt that although Chu Buqun in the Chu Palace was hypocritical, these disciples were all gentlemen.
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To the west of Qi Capital, in a huge courtyard.
Three gray-robed monks stood proudly in the courtyard with their hands behind their backs.
People were coming and going in the courtyard. They were all dressed in gray robes and looked serious.
"What's going on? Have you found out?"
The leader, a gray-robed monk, said coldly.
"Back to Uncle Master, I just heard that Qi Ding was shaken and a big strange phenomenon appeared in Qidu. Chu Buqun and others have gone to Qi Ding to take a look. Everything is normal and nothing else happened." A gray man said.
The young man in robe said respectfully.
After a pause, he added: "By the way, the red-robed figure just now was Tian Xuguang. I wanted to intercept them, but Senior Brother Feng stopped him..."
"Tian Xuguang? Could it be that Qi Ding's vision has something to do with him?"
"I think so too, but..."
Another gray-robed leader chuckled and said, "Senior brother Ding, you are worrying too much! Although Tian Xuguang has some cultivation, he is just a prostitute. How could he create any strange phenomenon in Qi Ding?
The task entrusted to us by the late Emperor this time is the top priority.
I think Mo Chongshan is not an idle person, and there is no guarantee that he will have help. If we don’t take action early, hey, I’m worried that the nights will be long and the dreams will be many!”
The monk surnamed Ding nodded and said: "Yes, Yin Tianfeng, come here!"
An old guy with thinning hair appeared from the darkness and said: "It's cloudy and the wind is blowing, I'll see Uncle Ding."
The monk surnamed Ding said: "You don't need to be polite. Since you are related to the Shenji Sect, you naturally have the ability to discern the secrets of heaven. Can you tell me what the vision is today?"
Yin Tianfeng was stunned and speechless.
Yin Tianfeng was the direct disciple of Emperor Qin in the Qin State, but this time the Emperor Qin sent people from the older generation of the Qin Palace, and he could not make many decisions.
Since the last time he competed for the luck of the Seventh Night in Western Qin, he failed and lost a lot of rice, the Qin Emperor recalled him back to the palace, and his status in the Qin Palace was not as good as before.
But this time when he came to Dongqi, he took the initiative to ask for help. It can be said that he took a deep breath.
On the one hand, he wanted to use the power of the Qin Palace to completely eliminate this brat Xichu Zhuyu and eliminate a scourge.
In addition, the most important thing is that he needs to search for the heavenly book of the Shenji Sect. The inheritance of the Shenji Sect is all contained in a heavenly book. If an outsider obtains it and obtains the supreme inheritance of the Shenji Sect, he will really be guilty of an unforgivable crime.
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Along the way, all he was thinking about was the Western Chu Zhuyu and the Heavenly Book. How could he have thought of the vision of the Immortal Cauldron today?
He pondered for a while and said: "Uncle Ding, the vision of the Immortal Cauldron is related to the Seventh Night. I know a little about various inheritances in the world and the inheritance of luck. Only the Seventh Night is too mysterious. I have always
I can't see through it, so..."
"Seventh Night?" The monk surnamed Ding frowned, "Didn't the Seventh Night get the Zhuyu who returned to Xichu? How could it appear in Qidu?"
"This..." Yin Tianfeng was speechless. He pondered for a moment and said: "The mystery of the seventh night may be here, I can't guess it!"
"Forget it, forget it!" the monk surnamed Ding said impatiently, "I think all the secrets of the Divine Machine Sect are just pretentious things. Regardless of this, we will meet Mo Chongshan for a while tonight."
In the mysterious altar, Zhu Yu saw this scene with his own eyes and heard this conversation with his own ears, and was really shocked and broke into a cold sweat.
Sure enough, the troops from Qin Xianguo arrived.
These three men in gray robes are probably the powerful heavenly masters of the Qin State.
The Celestial Master named Ding is probably Ding Donglai, the one named Lu is probably Lu Wei, and the one who has been silent is probably Fei Cen.
These three people and the Qin Kingdom's Immortal Emperor Zuo Zimu are all brothers. Their cultivation levels are all in the late stages of Heavenly Masters, and they are not weaker than the former emperors of other countries.
Their trip was sneaky, and they must have come to deal with Mo Chongshan.
As for Zhu Yu, what he fears the most is Yin Tianfeng.
Yin Tianfeng has recovered from his injuries. The next step is that he will definitely go to Xichu to deal with his clone, and maybe he will also lure all Xichu's experts there. If so, Xichu will face a catastrophe.
What Zhu Yu is more worried about is that the old ghost Yin Tianfeng has an insight into the secret of his clone, and finally found out that the Book of Heaven is in his hands. With his current strength, once he is targeted by Qin Xianguo's masters, it will be really terrible.
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"Ding, ding!"
The crisp sound passed into the ears of the squid. The sound was like a clear spring flowing from a stone, and like pearls and jade falling on a silver plate. It was really wonderful.
The squid traces the sound back to the place where it appears.
Outside Qidu City, half way up the dense mountain, in the darkness, the shadows of two monks slowly appeared in Zhu Yu's field of vision.
One of these two people is short, fat, and ugly. Who else is Mo Chongshan?
There is also a person with a clear face, a black robe, an immortal spirit, and his hands are playing the strings of the piano. This wonderful sound comes from his playing.
The sound of the piano was pleasant to the ear, gentle at first, gradually getting higher, and finally speeding up the tempo suddenly. Zhu Yu's heart was shocked, as if the blood in his body was boiling instantly. The exciting and high-pitched melody really made people nervous to the extreme.
But when the melody reached its highest point, it seemed that it could no longer go on, but it walked quietly as if on flat ground, and then gradually relaxed. Just where the sound of the piano stopped, two melodious Xiaos sounded, revolving gracefully and sweetly.
Extremely.
Then the whistle gradually sounded, and the sound of the piano harmonized with each other, rising and falling, light and heavy, reaching the lowest point, circling for a few times before going lower, but it just made people sound so touching. Gradually it began to sound like pearls.
After placing it on the plate, the birds are singing, and the garden is filled with spring scenery.
At a turning point, the birds dispersed again, the remaining spring flowers fell, and the sound of rain fell. Then it suddenly turned into a scene of solemnity, with flying snow all over the sky, as if it was not there, and finally everything was silent, and the world was covered in silver.
Zhuyu was completely immersed in this wonderful thought of the piano and flute, and felt that there was nothing more beautiful in the world than this.
No matter what immortality or beauty there is, none can compare to the beauty of this song.
Countless insights grew in Zhu Yu's mind. He seemed to feel that he was infinitely close to the way of heaven, and the next moment he could fly across the sky and ascend to the fairy world.
According to the records in the Heavenly Book, Zhuyu has long known that there is an unparalleled song in China today.
But he didn't expect that under such circumstances, he would be lucky enough to hear it with the help of the power of this mysterious and absurd altar.
Zhu Yu thought again, there are thousands of avenues, why is Mo Chongshan's practice not a kind of cultivation?
Maybe one day, he can really understand the supreme way and become an immortal immortal through this.
Zhu Yu knows clearly that the Chinese world is not the world recorded in the Heavenly Book after all. The Heavenly Book is just a prophecy, but it cannot record the entire Chinese world.
There are nine cauldrons in the world and three hundred and sixty devil-suppressing palaces in the world. How are they ever recorded in the Book of Heaven?
Where is the record of this mysterious altar that I am in in the Book of Heaven?
Naturally, the mysterious and unpredictable aspects of this supreme immortal song cannot be recorded in the heavenly book.
The magnanimity of Zhu Yuguan and Mo Chongshan seems to be beyond the world, and is more than a little higher than other heavenly masters.
Maybe it was a lie that Mo Chongshan washed his hands in the golden basin, but it was true that he took this opportunity to understand the supreme way in his heart.
For a moment, Zhu Yu couldn't help but feel excited. Although he was fascinated by the state of Mo Chongshan and the two of them, he also thought that he could also find a way to comprehend the great road.
Zhu Yu couldn't help but think of the Hongchen Sect again.
Isn’t the Hongchen Sect’s enlightenment in the world also a unique path?
For a moment, Zhuyu fell into deep contemplation... (To be continued...)