Guang Hanting walked into Shenchi City surrounded by Nie Zhen and others.
Along the way, he remained silent until he returned to the palace and sat down in the main hall. Then he spoke: "Elder Nie, have you gotten rid of all those dark spiritual cultivators who have sneaked into Zhuyu Mountain?
"
When Nie Zhen heard this, his heart trembled and he stammered: "It should...should have been eliminated..."
Before he finished speaking, Guang Han slammed the table and asked, "Then tell me, who kidnapped the saint?"
"This..." Nie Zhen was speechless. He faltered for a long time before saying in a trembling voice: "Reporting to the Holy King, the information I got is that there are a total of 120 dark spiritual cultivators who have sneaked into the forbidden areas of Zhuyu Mountain.
Five people, in the end, did find the bodies of 125 people, but... just..."
"Just what?"
"It's just that the dozens of corpses found in the temple are very strange. The corpses are dry and look like ancient corpses, as if... they died after using the unique death sacrifice of dark spiritual weapons..." Nie Zhen frowned
He said with a frown.
"Death sacrifice?" Guang Hanting raised his eyebrows and said quietly: "In other words, all the dark spiritual cultivators who escaped into the temple sacrificed their cultivation to one person?"
"This... is very possible..."
"Who is that person?" Guang Hanting stood up and stared at Nie Zhen without blinking.
Nie Zhen trembled and hurriedly lowered his head and said, "Wei Chen... Wei Chen doesn't know."
Guang Han's eyes flashed when he heard this, and he said in a deep voice: "I asked you to do such a simple thing, but in the end you ended up doing it like this. Elder Nie really disappointed me, and even made me doubt you.
Are you deliberately being indulgent and letting that person kidnap the saint?"
Nie Zhen's head buzzed, and without even thinking, he knelt on his knees, kowtowed forward repeatedly, and said urgently: "Holy King, even if I have the courage, I would not dare to do such a treasonous thing. Please ask the Holy King."
Wang Mingcha, please ask the sage king to show you clearly!"
Guanghan Ting waved his hand and said, "Get up!"
As he spoke, he slowly sat back, his eyes were deep, and he murmured: "To be able to make so many dark spiritual cultivators willingly dedicate their cultivation and souls, that person... is very unsatisfactory.
It’s simple, who could it be?”
He really couldn't understand who else but himself could be so close to the dark people. Those who could cast death sacrifice were only dark spiritual cultivators, and those who could accept death sacrifice were either dark spiritual cultivators.
Either he is a non-spiritual cultivator, and it is absolutely impossible to be a light-type spiritual cultivator, so the Shenchi people can basically be excluded. Then, who else will be there? Guang Han was puzzled to understand.
After pondering for a long time, he raised his eyes, looked at Nie Zhen, and said: "When I entered the city, I observed it carefully and found that the city defenses were well laid out. During this time, I have been working hard for Elder Nie. You continue to do your part.
Take charge of the city's defenses."
Nie Zhen secretly grinned. He thought that the Holy King was back and the heavy burden on his shoulders would finally be lifted. Unexpectedly, he would have to continue to take charge of the city defense layout. However, the fact that the Holy King could arrange this also showed that the Holy King was still very important.
Trusting yourself, this can be regarded as a blessing in misfortune! Nie Zhen did not dare to refuse, and respectfully raised his hands and said: "I obey my orders!"
"Okay, there is nothing else to do. Elder Nie, go and do your business!" Guang Han slowly closed his eyes, closed his legs at the same time, and sat cross-legged on the throne to meditate.
Seeing this, Nie Zhen didn't dare to stay any longer. He silently bowed his hands and bowed, and then slowly exited the hall.
After he left, Guang Han took a deep breath, without opening his eyes, and slowly called out in a low voice: "Bi Han, Bai Fan, Fei Lian, Zi Yue!"
"The maid is here!" Following his words, four guards, Bihan, Bai Fan, Fei Lian, and Zi Yue, walked out from the side of the palace.
Guang Hanting asked expressionlessly: "Did Nie Zhen do his best when he was encircling Youming?"
Bihan and other four maids did not follow Guanghan's instructions to resist the Feng army. Instead, they stayed in Shenchi City as assistants to Nie Zhen. In fact, they were just to monitor him. Bihan said carefully: "Report to the Holy King, Elder Nie has tried his best.
Well, if Huangfu Xiutai hadn't suddenly appeared at the critical moment and dragged Elder Nie away, You Ming wouldn't have been able to escape into the temple."
Guang Han still had his eyes closed and his expression did not change at all. He asked again: "Have you found out who the person who accepted the death sacrifice and kidnapped the saint was?"
Bihan shook her head and said, "My maid doesn't know either."
Guang Han said nothing more. He sighed softly, stood up and walked out. The four Bihan girls hurriedly followed and asked with concern: "Where is the Holy King going?"
"I am going to Youdian now. If there is nothing urgent, you don't have to come to Youdian to disturb me." Guang Han heard a rare hint of exhaustion in his tone.
The current Shenchi is riddled with holes. The great elders and elders have defected one after another. The darkness has been completely destroyed. Youming has also existed in name only. The strength of the Shenchi has been greatly reduced.
Under such circumstances, Fengchuan and Fengchuan attacked with large armies and constantly exerted pressure. It is impossible to say that Guanghan Ting was not worried at all.
These days, he is physically and mentally exhausted, and even if he is in the palace, he still feels unsafe. At this moment, the only place that can make him feel at ease is Youdian. That is his world, and there are
The person he loves and misses the most.
Looking at Guang Hanting's slowly leaving back, it felt like he had suddenly become much older. The three girls Bihan, Bai Fan, and Feilian were filled with worry and anxiety. Only Ziyue clenched her fists secretly, with unconscious expression in her eyes.
Showing hatred.
It can be said that Ling Ye's death was completely caused by Guang Hanting. Ziyue's resentment towards Guang Hanting can be imagined. Now she can still show respect and obedience in front of Guang Hanting.
, which she managed to do with all her restraint and endurance.
After Guang Han heard that he returned to Shenchi City, he did not change the precarious status quo of Shenchi City. He also ignored the mountain of government affairs and stayed in the Youdian Palace behind closed doors after returning to the city.
In fact, having said that, even if he is willing to stand up and take charge of the overall situation, it is difficult to achieve much. No one is perfect. Guanghan has always been bad at governing, and he doesn't like governing. Shenchi's political power has basically fallen to
Guanghan was happy to listen to the Elder's House and devoted himself to studying Lingwu. Now faced with the dilemma of internal and external troubles, he couldn't think of a good solution. Rather than increase his worries, he chose not to listen or watch.
Let’s talk about the Feng-Sichuan Allied Forces outside Shenchi City. Not long ago, the Feng-Sichuan Army led by Tang Yin arrived at the foot of Shenchi Mountain and joined the Sichuan Army stationed here.
The Feng and Sichuan armies converged at one place, and together with them, Huangfu Xiutai and Dongfang Yehuai, who were following the Feng and Sichuan armies respectively, finally met.
Both of them are the great elders of Shenchi. Logically speaking, they should be very familiar with each other. In fact, in private, they have basically no friendship.
Huangfu Xiutai is frivolous and aloof, claiming to be aloof and does not care about anyone. Dongfang Yehuai is just the opposite. He is generous, approachable and cheerful to everyone. Their personalities are completely opposite.
Normally they dislike each other, but they are both great elders, so on the surface they can barely get along. Now under such circumstances, when they met in the camp of the Fengchuan Alliance Army, the two of them also had a lot of feelings.
Dongfang Yehuai was injured, and Huangfu Xiutai and other elders took the initiative to visit him.
After meeting, Dongfang Yehuai wanted to sit up from the bed, but Huangfu Xiutai quickly stepped forward and stopped him. He sighed in his heart and said quietly: "Elder Dongfang, please lie down quickly, so you and I don't have to talk to each other anymore."
Already."
Dongfang Yehuai smiled bitterly and no longer forced himself. Huangfu Xiutai asked with concern: "How is Elder Dongfang's injury?"
"I feel ashamed to say that this time... I almost lost my life. Thanks to a group of old brothers who tried their best to save me, I managed to escape this disaster." As he spoke, Dongfang Yehuai shook his head repeatedly and looked at the people beside him gratefully.
Elders such as Chen Hua and Lu Jian.
Huangfu Xiutai sighed and said seriously: "I have also heard about the decisive battle between Elder Dongfang and Guang Hanting. Elder Dongfang is the first person who can fight Guang Hanting for so long and still save his life."
Regarding this, Huangfu Xiutai also admired Dongfang Yehuai. If it had been him, it was unclear whether he could have saved his life in a one-on-one fight with Guang Hanting.
Dongfang Yehuai still smiled bitterly. He was so injured that he had nothing to show off.
He turned his gaze and looked at the elders behind the Huangfu Show Stage. A closer look revealed that they were all old acquaintances. Now, almost all the elders from the Shenchi Elders' House were gathered here.
The old man grinned happily. He looked at Huangfu's show stage and said, "Brother Huangfu, these old brothers are also..."
Huangfu Xiutai nodded and said: "The elders have now understood what Guang Hanting has done, and they are all willing to follow me to fight the evil thief Guang Hanting to the end and save the Shenchi from water and fire!"
"So good, so good!" Dongfang Yehuai nodded happily.
If you can take one more person away from Guang Hanting, there will be one less casualty in Shenchi, especially these elders. They are all the pillars of Shenchi. If they all become the burial objects of Guang Hanting, then even if Guang Han is removed,
Listen, the sacred pond is also completely destroyed.
"Elder Huangfu, Elder Dongfang, I have something to say, I don't know whether I should say it or not." An elder named Qiu Han walked out of the crowd and bowed his hands to Huangfu Show Stage and Dongfang Yehuai.
Huangfu Xiutai and Dongfang Yehuai were both startled. They looked at Qiu Han and said in unison: "Elder Qiu, please tell me in person if you have anything to say."
Qiu Han pondered for a moment and said in a low voice: "Since we want to impeach Guang Hanting, we must first select a worthy person and establish him as the new holy king of our divine pool. Only in this way can we be justified. Uh... I don't know what the two elders mean.
How about next?"
This question was really something that Huangfu Xiutai and Dongfang Yehuai had never thought about. When they heard this, they both frowned and remained silent.
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