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Chapter 257 Confucian Temple

 Officials!

Xu Mochen's face darkened, finally the courtiers from the Sixth Ministry were involved.

"Lin Zhuxi's words are that he is a leader in the Wenfa Sect," Tang Derun was afraid of omissions and re-investigated, "so Wei Chen thought that if he absorbed Wenqi, he should be hoping to disrupt the imperial examination."

This inference is reasonable. The Ministry of Civil Affairs controls the officials of the world. If the court wants to increase the number of officials, it will conflict with the existing officials to a certain extent.

But there are some things that don't make sense. After all, the middle and lower-level officials in Daqian are all human beings.

Logically speaking, replacing all of them with immortal cultivators would not be the ideal of the world.

"It may be that there are differences within the Wenfa Sect," Tang Derun also analyzed various situations. "All the officials in the cadres have been replaced by immortal cultivators, and some people are worried that the country will lose its power."

It’s not that immortal cultivators are incapable of running a country and managing the human race, it’s just that they have no intention at all.

"No matter what his plan is, this matter must be stopped," Xu Mochen frowned, "I always feel that things are not that simple."

The emperor said so, and Tang Derun agreed: "The two princes of the Dragon Clan have made preparations. If your majesty is sure tonight, you can close the net."

Xu Mochen suddenly no longer wanted to play. He stood up, turned around and told: "I will leave the palace, and you will stay in the palace."

The two girls also wanted to go, but Xu Mochen refused: "Although the imperial palace has the blessing of national luck, it has weakened a lot recently. Immortal cultivators will not attack the imperial palace easily, but they have to guard against it.

I asked you to stay in the palace just in case of emergency."

Shen Zhining and Gu Jinge didn't say anything.

Mi Luo naturally wanted to follow. The three of them hid their whereabouts and soon arrived at the inn where Mi Xuan and Mi Jin were staying.

Not far from this inn is Manchun Tower.

The few people met and exchanged pleasantries, and Mi Xuan went straight to the topic: "The two of us set up a formation in the capital and borrowed the capital's dragon veins. It can be said to be a dragnet, so we quickly locked in on the mysterious cultivator."

"Besides, are there any other discoveries?" Xu Mochen asked.

"It should be a person, there are no other problems for the time being," Mi Xuan spread out the map, "The person collects cultural energy from various places in the capital every day, and then returns to this place at night."

It is the Confucian Temple in Beijing.

Xu Mochen's eyes darkened. He didn't expect that the other party would dare to act so openly. The place where the Confucian Temple is located is not remote.

"Your Majesty," Mi Xuan explained as if he understood his worries, "In this Confucian Temple, there is actually a hidden place, and we have mastered the method to break the seal of the door.

So we planned that after we follow in, Mijin will stay outside and temporarily lock the door with dragon energy, so that he will not be able to come out so easily."

After all, it is the capital city, and if the immortal cultivators start a fight, the innocent will definitely be harmed.

It seemed that the dragon clan had already made a plan, so Xu Mochen did not hesitate: "Okay, let's execute it."

Everyone was waiting for nightfall in the inn. Xu Mochen would open the Six-Path Eyes from time to time to check. Sure enough, he could clearly see that in the sky above the capital, the faint literary energy was flowing in a certain direction at an extremely fast speed.

The gods are unaware of the ghosts, and the methods are very good.

From the perception of immortal cultivators and students, this bit of literary spirit is just something that naturally dissipates from oneself, and no one will delve into it.

Xu Mochen also saw that around Wen Qi, there was another Qi entangled, which was the Dragon Luck Qi that he was familiar with.

Mi Xuan looked at the starry sky and nodded: "It's almost time."

Everyone wrapped themselves in spiritual consciousness and turned into escaping light.

In the courtyard inside the Confucian Temple.

A red figure fell down, it was the man in red robe who had fought with Xu Mochen.

In front of him, stood a man in green robe. When he saw him, he stretched out his hand: "Where is your literary spirit today?"

The man in red robe hooked his finger, and a small jade bottle flew over and landed firmly in the opponent's palm: "That's almost enough, right?"

The man in green robe laughed: "It's almost done. When the Lord arrives and the time is right, we can start it."

"I didn't expect that the Ministry of Rites would go against the Lord's instructions," the man in green robe said excitedly, "Brother, you are good at it."

The man in red robe smiled: "There is no need to say any kind words. When the east wind blows, just remember to take me with you."

The man in green robe said that there was absolutely no problem. He stopped staying and quickly entered the main hall.

The Confucian Temple enshrines literary sages and sages, all of which are clay statues. The man in green robe stretched out his hand, and light flashed through the door. The door opened, and he entered the hidden place inside.

In the courtyard, the man in red robe silently watched him disappear, with a sneer on his lips: "Those who are about to die don't know it.

It doesn’t matter, they are chess pieces after all, so the mission is accomplished.”

As he spoke, a vortex appeared in the space behind him and sucked him in.

Just as the man in red robe disappeared, Xu Mochen and others fell down.

No one noticed that a person had just disappeared. Mi Xuan sensed the aura of dragon luck. After confirming that there was no problem, he waved his hands and a ray of light fell on one of the clay statues, releasing the seal and opening the door.

"Wei Chen, go in first," Tang Derun stepped forward, "Your Majesty and the Dragon Prince will wait a moment."

"No," Xu Mochen refused. During the unification war, he always took the lead. Now that he has entered the immortal world, there is no reason to back down. "My magical powers are specially blessed, so I am more sure of being ambushed."

"Let's go in together," Mi Xuan had no intention of shrinking, "more people will bring more strength."

Xu Mochen was not a reserved person, so he nodded in agreement.

As for Mi Jin, he would stay outside in case the other party had special means to escape.

With everything ready, Xu Mochen and the four of them jumped into the portal.

But when I saw a flower in front of my eyes, when I looked again, in front of everyone, there was actually a vast ocean.

I didn't know if there was anything strange in the sea water, but Mi Xuan reacted very quickly. He hooked his hand and pulled the four of them up.

Waves flew up under my feet, and a few drops splashed onto my shoes, immediately corroding several holes.

"It's so powerful," Mi Xuan took a breath, "It can penetrate our consciousness and directly corrode the body."

With such a leap, the four of them each took out their swords and stepped on them.

This mysterious and small place seems to have no land and is surrounded by sea water in all directions.

The spiritual consciousness unfolded, but it didn't touch anything. It looked very big.

As a result, Mi Xuan couldn't help but frown.

The Dragon's Luck Qi has not penetrated here, and he doesn't know the specific situation.

"Work separately," Xu Mochen pointed in the north and south directions respectively, "If we don't find it when we get to the end, let's come back first."

Without waiting for Mi Xuan to speak, Xu Mochen continued: "You are from the South China Sea, so go south.

We, Daqian, are originally a small country in the north. We go north and hope for good luck."

It was a perfect fit, so Mi Xuan agreed.

Mi Luo was not happy, she wanted to follow Xu Mochen.

After the brother and sister left while bickering, Xu Mochen smiled.

Because he can be sure that the opponent is in the north.

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