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Chapter four hundred and eighty fifth: ready

The old man looked at the woman in front of him and felt a little helpless. The censor seemed unwilling to confuse himself with people from the imperial court. No one knew why.

"Master Nu died in the hands of your Lijing Sect back then, and now Li Longqian is going to die in the hands of your Lijing Sect. Your Lijing Sect really deserves its reputation." At this moment, the old servant beside the old man said calmly.

"People from the previous dynasty deserve to die, not to mention that Li Longqian still carries the breath of the yellow dragon, and there is an imperial lifeless sword hidden in his back hand. How can the world be peaceful if Li Longqian does not die?" Master Censor frowned.

Explained something.

The old servant shook his head slowly, said nothing, and continued to drink the rice wine in his hand with his head down.

"When will we do it?" the old man asked, looking at the censor.

"Of course it's better to do it as soon as possible. I don't care how to do it. What I want to hear is the news that Li Longqian is dead." Master Censor said slowly.

"I didn't expect that after so many years, you would become so cruel and ruthless." The old man smiled.

"I work for the imperial court. If I am not ruthless, the imperial court will be ruthless to me. Our Lijing Sect may appear to be prosperous, but in fact it is nothing more than exchanging the lives of others for our own."

"You guys are so selfish." Little Ling'er on the side shouted with her mouth raised.

"Ling'er, don't talk nonsense." Yuan Tianhua scolded him quickly, with a bit of nervousness in his eyes.

Master Censor slowly turned his head and glanced at Xiao Ling'er. He was surprisingly lifeless. Instead, he smiled faintly and said in a low voice: "People are selfish by nature. Which is more important, your own life or the lives of others?"

After hearing this, Xiao Ling'er was stunned for a moment. Looking at Yuan Tianhua's nervous eyes as if he wanted to kill someone, he did not continue. After all, Xiao Ling'er could also feel that the Master Yushi in front of him was not someone to be trifled with.

There are really not many people who are still alive and well when an old man is angry. Little Ling'er still has the ability to observe words and emotions.

When the Censor saw that Xiao Ling'er stopped talking, he took out a gem from his arms and gently placed it on the table.

After seeing this stone, the old man couldn't help but widen his eyes and exclaimed: "Sky Stone!"

"Well, this is specially prepared by the emperor for you. He knows that you will lose part of your luck when you open the mountain protection formation, so he specially asked Tian Akashi to help you make up for the lost luck." Mr. Yushi slowly said.

grown ups.

The old man smiled helplessly after hearing this.

Yuan Tianhua and others looked at the Tianming Stone on the table with shock on their faces. What exactly is the Tianming Stone? Therefore, as long as they are practicing martial arts in Daliang, no one knows about it. It is said that the Tianming Stone can directly change a person's life.

luck,

If a person can carry a Tianming Stone with him, his cultivation speed will be one or two times that of a normal person. At this time, the Censor took out the Tianming Stone, which was about the size of a fist, and wanted to restore the energy of the Shentian Sect.

Luck is definitely out of the question.

"It seems that the imperial court has already prepared it." The old man said in a low voice while looking at the shining Tianming Stone on the table.

"That's natural." The Censor nodded slowly, then turned to look at the two men in black behind him.

The two men in black quickly took out a few things from their arms and placed them on the table.

The Censor lowered his head and looked at the things on the table, and said softly: "Of course the imperial court will not treat you badly. These things are for your Shentian Sect."

The old man looked at the things on the table and did not reach out to take them, because the old man could guess without looking that they must be some magical weapons, martial arts secrets and the like. These things are not of much significance to the old man, but the ones on the side

Qian Rourou's eyes widened. The old man didn't like these things, but he was interested in them.

For people of their level, these are rare treasures that can only be seen in a hundred years, but the censor gave them away so lightly. It seems that the court is still generous this time, and the court is willing to give them to Li Longqian.

Taking out the Tianming Stone, it can be seen from this point alone that the imperial court was very determined.

"It seems that if I don't kill Li Longqian, I will become a sinner of the court." The old man said in a low voice.

"There is no reason why you can't kill Li Longqian. If you really haven't killed him, there is only one possibility." The Master Censor paused slightly here, and then continued: "That is that you don't want to kill this person at all."

"Haha." The old man laughed without explaining. Some words he said too much were useless.

The Censor raised his head and glanced at the sun outside, stood up slowly, and said softly: "It's getting late, I should go back."

"Shall I deliver it?" the old man asked with a smile.

The Censor rolled his eyes at the old man, said nothing, and led the two men in black out of the inn.

The old man sat there and looked at the back of the Censor, stroking his beard and smiling without saying anything.

After a while, the Censor disappeared into the inn.

Qian Rourou saw the Censor leaving the inn and quickly walked up to the old man. Then she looked at the old man and asked, "Master, is this person the Censor of the imperial court?"

"Yes." The old man nodded slowly.

"Then what exactly is the mountain-protecting formation he just talked about? Why have I never heard of it?" Qian Rourou continued to ask.

"The Mountain Guard Formation is nothing more than a means for our Shentian Sect to protect ourselves. At that time, my master was afraid that the war between the former dynasty and Daliang would threaten our Shentian Sect. Of course, the Shentian Sect at that time was far inferior to what it is now.

, the scale is also much smaller, but my master developed it in order to protect himself.

This formation, this formation is mainly to prevent Xuantian realm masters from coming in. As long as this formation is turned on, neither Xuantian nor immortal masters can enter or leave our Shentian Peak at will. In the beginning, there was actually no name. Later,

People in the world just made up a name at random." The old man explained in a low voice.

"Our Shentian Sect actually has such a powerful formation, and I have never heard of it." Qian Rourou exclaimed.

"There are many things you haven't heard of, such as this censor. I have met her several times. Although I know she is a woman, I have never seen her appearance." The old man smiled.

"I don't like this Mr. Censor at all, he is all cold and cold." Little Ling'er on the side curled her lips after hearing this.

"It's not just you who doesn't like it. Many people in the world don't like this censor very much. After all, no matter where he goes, he will cause a fight." The old man seemed to have always been smiling like this, completely losing his temper with what he had just faced.

The censor was so domineering, and the old man seemed like an ordinary person at this time.

"Master, who is that Li Longqian?" Yuan Tianhua learned from the conversation between the old man and the censor that Li Longqian's identity was not as simple as they imagined.

"That person should be the prince of the previous dynasty." The old man didn't want to hide anything.

"Prince of the former dynasty, master, are you going to kill the prince of the previous dynasty? If the people of the previous dynasty find out about this, I'm afraid they will all target our Shentian Sect by then, right?" Qian Rourou exclaimed after hearing this.

One sound.

"Even if you want to target our Shentian Sect, there is nothing we can do. With the current Daliang on one side and the former dynasty on the other, it will be very difficult for the master!" The old man sighed helplessly, then reached out and patted his clothes and continued.

: "Perhaps everything is God's will. If this person doesn't have to go to our Shentian Sect, the court probably won't put their thoughts on me. But now that he has entered our realm, if I do everything, I'm afraid I will be the same as others.

The imperial court will not agree."

After Qian Rourou heard this, she lowered her head and glanced at the Tianming Stone in front of the old man, and whispered: "Now that Master has accepted the Tianming Stone, does he already have the answer in his heart?"

"Well, there are some things that we can't hide from if we want to." The old man nodded slowly, then glanced at the Tianming Stone, and said with a smile: "Since the imperial court has taken out the Tianming Stone, it means that it has made up its mind.

We want Li Longqian to stay in our Shentian Sect!"


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