Recently, life in Xiaoshanju has become unsettled.
After Shu Ci left, the ever-burning lamp in the Spring and Autumn Palace remained on all day long, which shows that the little tiger has not yet passed the danger.
Although after more than half a month, Bailian never saw Cangnan Yi again.
But he did not stay in the small mountain residence all the time. He also went to Wangchen Palace every day to read the "World Volume" at night, and he did not slack off for a day.
His Highness's journey to apprenticeship was very bumpy, but the hidden immortals who came from all over the mountain were able to endure and persevere, and did not leave the mountain. They just took some time off and concentrated on the Kunlun mountains and rivers.
Cang Nanyi has never left the Spring and Autumn Palace since she entered it.
The days in the mountains should have been peaceful, but across the palace wall, Bailian could feel the restlessness of Qing Shui and Qing Xuan, the two female officials in recent days.
Over the past few days, Bai Lian often saw the Qingxuan female official with a forbearing and anxious expression in Wangchen Palace, holding a book in her hand and recording something seriously with the palace people.
Looking at her appearance, she seemed to be completing some big action, but the process seemed to be unexpectedly difficult and bumpy, which made her normally not serious temperament become even more unstable at this moment.
From so far away, Balian could even feel the terrifying volcanic power beneath her cold face.
Such a look is not common. Even a person like Bai Lian who doesn't like to meddle in other people's business couldn't help but ask a few questions from the immortal attendant in the palace.
Only then did I learn that Qing Shui and Qing Xuan had been recruiting the people of Kunlun to go to the Kunlun Holy Land to collect the blood of the demon clan and open the gate to the Holy Land.
Just by asking a few words, Bailian knew that this must be for Cangnan Yi.
Looking at this, it turns out that Master Qing Ao had taken care of the affairs of the defenders so neatly that Qing Xuan didn't even scratch his legs.
On this day, the female officer Qingxuan went into Wangchen Palace to get a case book. Bailian, who was sitting in front of the desk reading, suddenly put down the "World Volume" in his hand and raised his eyes to look at the female officer Qingxuan who was rummaging among the bookshelves.
He couldn't help but remind him: "If the inference about the purple devil's Gu is correct, most of the Kunlun people in the mountains are affected by the power of knocking. If there are purple devil's young Gu in their bodies, will it have an impact on the blood pool?
"
Qingxuan, the female officer, paused while rummaging in her hands. She turned half of her face and looked at Bailian with a faint look: "Have you asked the other female officers in the palace about what I am doing now?"
Bai Lian laughed and said: "Master Qingxuan and Master Qingshui act in such a fast-paced manner, it's hard not to know."
Qingxuan frowned and didn't care about what Balian was asking about.
After all, he had no intention of hiding this matter from other people about gathering his clansmen to jointly open the gate to the Kunlun Sanctuary. He couldn't hide it even if he wanted to.
However, she heard the euphemistic warning in Balian's words. Officer Qingxuan looked back and found the case volume she wanted to use from the bookshelf.
Holding the book in hand, she walked down the wooden ladder, dusted off the dust between her clothes, and said calmly: "I know what you want to remind me? There is no doubt that Yan Poyun has something wrong, and those who guard it
The problem with the Realm One is still a mystery at the moment. Since Yan Poyun forced his way up the mountain, I immediately went to Tiangan Mountain to investigate, but I didn't sense the existence of purple magic Gu on anyone.
The person who conducted this exploratory test is my Kunlun Snow Palace medical officer, Mr. Xue He. His medical skills are superb and unparalleled in the entire Kunlun. There are not many people who can play tricks in front of him."
Qingxuan raised his knuckles to make a beating, and said calmly: "I have tried the method Shang Chang mentioned, and there is no difference."
Bailian looked slightly surprised and said, "Master Qingxuan, do you think Shang Chang is lying?"
Qingxuan smiled noncommittally and asked, "What do you think?"
Bailian laughed and shook his head: "If Master Qingxuan really believed that Shang Chang was lying, he would have been arrested and interrogated right now."
But she didn't do that.
After thinking about it, I felt that all the things involved were too strange. Even though there was no evidence, I did not easily vent my anger on others and make arbitrary decisions.
And looking at her appearance, her doubts about the True Immortal Sect have not been dispelled.
"I know what you are worried about, but the blood pool that opens the Kunlun Sanctuary is not an extraordinary thing. Even though I, the people of Kunlun, really planted the purple magic Gu for the True Immortal Sect in the name of knocking spirits, it will not affect me.
The quality of the clan’s source blood.
If there are really Gu insect eggs in the body, they will be purified if they fall into the blood pool. After all, I opened the blood pool of my Kunlun Sanctuary and will not accept anything other than the blood of my clan. This is not necessary.
Worry."
Now I am just worried that the purple magic poison planted in the bodies of Kunlun people will grow up in an unconscious process and eat away their internal organs and brains.
But this growth process does take some time.
On the contrary, it is the matter of the empress that is urgent and cannot be delayed.
Hearing the explanation from the female officer Qingxuan, Bailian nodded in agreement, and had some understanding of her decision.
"I heard that the Kunlun Holy Land is the only place outside the six realms that is not shackled by the laws of heaven and earth. If I enter it to survive the calamity, I will definitely be able to reduce the risk, which is also a good choice. But...
"
Bailian's gaze shifted to look at the female officer Qingxuan and asked softly: "Master Qingxuan is acting in such a big way. If the True Immortal Sect really has different intentions, aren't you worried that they will interfere with it?"
Qingxuan said: "What? Do you think that the True Immortal Sect can still be so bold and have the heart to kill gods without any taboos?"
Balian didn't refute, just looked at the other party steadily, and asked calmly: "What do you think, Master Qingxuan?"
Qingxuan was silent for a long time, then she pinched her eyebrows and said frankly: "If I really have different intentions, no matter whether I act in a big way or not, with the eyes and ears that the True Immortal Sect has set up in Kunlun Mountain for many years, I can't hide it from them at all.
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Bai Lian said: "But judging from Master Qingxuan's appearance, it seems that this matter is not going well?"
Qingxuan's face stiffened, his brows furrowed deeper, and he lowered his eyes, looking a little worried: "Even you can see it."
She let out a long sigh and said: "Although I know that opening the door to the Holy Realm requires only a drop of blood from the Queen, but in reality, it is extremely difficult for others to do this. Gathering thousands of people in Kunlun
I'm afraid the power of my source blood can be compared to the powerful and precious drop of my mother's source blood, right?"
However, Bai Lian knows that this saint's blood originates from the essence blood condensed from the power of faith of all living beings, and is very rare and precious.
As believers, their blood and the blood of saints are the relationship between belief and being believed.
If the heart of faith is enough, the source blood sacrificed will become more pure and powerful.
Bai Lian knew what the difficulty was for the Qingxuan female official. If hundreds of thousands of years ago, everyone in the Kunlun Mountains had united in worshiping the saints, praying in their hearts, and worshiping the saints with piety.
At that time, there were no marriages in the Kunlun Mountains, and there were no other foreign races or other impurities fighting.
The power of the source blood gathered is naturally so pure and powerful that it is immeasurable.
But now, things are no longer what they used to be. Even though collecting the amount of source blood is not a problem, Bailian can feel that the hearts and minds of the people in Kunlun Mountain are fluctuating and their beliefs are wavering.
As a result, it may still be difficult to open the gate to Kunlun Sanctuary.
There was a look of worry in the eyes of Female Officer Qingxuan. She found the case book she wanted, but she didn't leave in a hurry.
Perhaps it was because she was in the empress's palace, or perhaps because it was late at night, the sight of Bai Li'an sitting in front of her desk reading reminded her of the days when her empress and he would read at night under the lamp while she served outside the palace.
Under this inexplicable feeling of nostalgia, she suddenly felt deeply tired, straightened her clothes, and sat lazily and casually on a futon in front of the case, pouring herself a cup of tea with a sad face.
Upon seeing this, Balian stood up, went to the back of the bookcase and took out a jar of wine. The jar was small, carved with celadon, exquisitely and elegantly painted, and sealed with red silk.
He bent down and took the cup of tea from the hands of the female officer Qingxuan, and said with a chuckle: "It's snowy and cold at night, shall I come and have a couple of cups with you?"
Female officer Qingxuan watched blankly as Bai Lian turned over an empty cup, took off the red silk seal, filled the cup with wine, and pushed the cup to her hand.
She looked at Balian in shock and said, "Your Majesty, you still hide wine in this palace?"
Bailian sat in front of the case, lowered his head to drink tea, smiled softly, and said: "Although your Majesty is a light drinker, she is also somewhat of a good drinker."
Qingxuan had a strange look on his face, as if he couldn't understand: "I have served the empress for more than a hundred thousand years, and I didn't know that she would hide wine in the palace. You have only been in the mountain for a long time, and you can even touch the place and habit of the empress hiding wine.
as clear as that?”
"This is different." Balian said helplessly.
"What's the difference?" Qingxuan's unwillingness began to stir again.
Bai Lian raised his eyebrows lightly and said, "It doesn't matter how long you have been here. I can sleep in your queen's bed, can Master Qingxuan do the same?"
As soon as these words came out, Qingxuan's face turned red and her fists clenched. She sat up straight and was about to have a seizure when she saw Bai Lian chuckle again.
"I'm just kidding, how could a self-disciplined and pure-hearted person like my empress do this? This wine was hidden when I went to the palace to study at night. I found that my empress had a short sleep at night and could not sleep well, so I
There is always a jar of wine, and she drinks two glasses, which makes her fall asleep better at night."
In the night candlelight, the young man's smile was clear and clear, as gentle as the wind on a summer night. If you look carefully, there were pear dimples on his cheeks when he smiled, a shallow one on his face, his face shining in the moonlight.
Elegant, handsome and very gentle.
Qingxuan couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and a word popped up in his irritable heart.
Chic.
In the past, she could not understand why the empress would summon this boy to her dormitory every night to read at night, but now, through some strange combination of circumstances, she actually understood her happiness.
The handsome young man at night always brings some subtle temptation...
Qingxuan shook his head vigorously to drive away those restless and messy thoughts. Seeing Bai Lian sipping the tea, he couldn't help but sneered: "You are the companion you said you were.
Do I drink?"
Balian coughed lightly and said, "I have a bad ability to drink, and the queen knows this. If you need it, I can drink some."
Qingxuan's eyelids twitched, he shut up decisively and did not respond.
She clearly remembered the virtues of this boy when he was drunk. He would pour a glass of wine, throw mud, and grab a random woman and call her mother.
She doesn't have the patience of the empress, and she can't cope with such a situation.
Qingxuan knocked down Bailian's hand that was touching the wine jar with a snap, and said out of breath: "Forget it, just drink your tea."
Balian wisely stopped touching the jar of wine, smiled faintly, and said, "Is there something bothering you, Mr. Qingxuan?"
A trace of cold wine entered the throat, but the sweet aroma turned into a bitter taste.
Qingxuan was in a low mood. She gently shook the wine in her glass and said softly: "As you said, opening the Holy Land is not optimistic."
Baili'an comforted and said: "What is a calamity period? The calamity period is determined by the number in the life chart. It is an inevitable calamity. If Master Qingxuan can easily open it, how can it be called a calamity period?"
"How come I don't understand what you said?" Qingxuan poured another glass of wine and drank it, his snow-white face already turning a faint blush.
"It's just that what I didn't expect was that the amount of source blood collected was not even half of what I expected. This is really... ridiculous."
Bai Lian was startled for a moment, but his eyes soon returned to calm, "What Master Qingxuan means is that you have released the news and opened the gate of the Holy Domain, which will save the empress from death. But the number of Kunlun people who have been summoned,
But it’s not satisfactory?”
Qingxuan's eyes were sad: "Not only is it unsatisfactory, I can't even imagine how uncomfortable it would be if the empress knew about this."
Balian was silent for a moment, and then said: "I think no matter how realistic and cruel the facts are, my lady... she will probably never know the feeling of 'uncomfortable'."
Qingxuan rolled his eyes at him: "You are the only one who understands me."
Balian said: "I don't understand. Although taking the source blood will damage one's own foundation, under a certain amount, it will not endanger one's life. If something happens to the empress, the landslide will cause the realm to collapse, and the homeland will be scattered. Then
It’s a big deal, why do they avoid it so much?”
According to common sense, if the empress successfully survives this disaster, Kunlun Mountain will be safe and sound.
Protecting our home is a responsibility that everyone must bear.
How could they not understand something so simple?
"I don't understand..." Qingxuan's heart was extremely miserable. Even in the dark of night, her alcoholism could not be relieved, and her frown was like a lock. She simply abandoned the cup, picked up the wine jar with one hand, raised her white neck and took a sip.
The strong drink made his eyes become hazy and red.
"I don't understand, what's going on in Kunlun Mountain today?" For a moment, Qingxuan's voice was choked with sobs.