Chapter 518 Secrets of the Palace
The ancestor thought to himself that although there is a phoenix in your name, you...are you not a golden pheasant?
Of course he wouldn't say that.
He then thought that if Yinfeng was really willing to give up one of his life feathers, it would have to sacrifice a thousand years of practice. No wonder it reminded Daoist of its promise before.
The carriage left the cracks in the ground and headed towards the east of the wilderness. The sound of the bone flute sounded again. It was no longer desolate, but it was obviously a lot more joyful.
Yinfeng squatted on the roof of the carriage, her tail feathers several feet long were behind her hands, like a carriage with a braid, flying with the wind.
Its slightly shrill sound also kept flying in the wind.
"Really, you have to talk about this matter."
"Xiao Si was imprisoned in Yinfeng. If Yuan Qijing gets the position of head, what should we do?"
"That guy Yuan Qijing is different from the master master. He really wants you dead."
"What's wrong with intergenerational identification? Is it written in the family rules that it is not allowed?"
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Of course Yuan Qijing wanted Daoist Taiping to die, the reason was very simple, there were more than 300 rules of Qingshan Gate, except for obscenity clauses, the rest were basically broken by his master.
So when Jing Jiu was carrying the Chuzi sword to Xuanling School and roaming around the mainland, he didn't care about the dignity of Tongtian Dawu at all, and followed like a bodyguard.
The problem is that Daoist Taiping also understands him very well, even if he knows the importance of the Chuzi sword and doesn't show up, he has no choice but to turn back to Qingshan.
Although Qingshan is far away, he has a three-foot sword, which is much more convenient than Liu Ci.
Jing Jiu entered Chaoge City, came to the alley, and stopped suddenly.
Ah Da got out of his sleeve and climbed along his arm onto his shoulder.
In front was the Jing's house, thinking to save some face for Jing Jiu, it was not on it.
It glanced at his side face, thinking what's wrong? This kind of thing will not happen to you.
Jing Jiu looked at the door quietly, his gaze had already passed through and landed in the flower hall.
The family is eating. The corners of Jingshang's eyes became more wrinkled, and Jing's father was already very old, and he didn't know how many years he could live. Jingshang's daughter-in-law and Cen Shi were sharing food, and Jing Li was whispering beside him, looking happy.
Jing Jiu pushed the door open and walked into the flower hall, startling everyone.
Jing Shang got up to greet him, thinking that he would go directly to the study as before, but unexpectedly Jing Jiu had no intention of leaving.
Jing Li hurriedly moved the seat to the first place, Jing Jiu sat down unceremoniously, and Cen Shi handed him a cup of tea with a happy face.
She is no longer the most favored Miss Seven of the Prime Minister's family, but the daughter-in-law of the Jing family.
She was especially grateful to Jing Jiu for this matter, and naturally wanted her uncle to see her virtuousness.
Jing Jiu took a sip and found that the tea was still cold like it was three years ago, so he said, "Put a bowl of soup."
Jingli came to her senses, looked at her daughter-in-law helplessly, and found that she hadn't noticed what she had done wrong.
After finishing a bowl of soup, Jing Jiu got up and went to the study.
The reason for this is because he thought that he would not leave Qingshan for many years to come, and this was considered a farewell.
This time he didn't summon Duke Lu to come over, but went to the Duke's mansion next door by himself through the tunnel.
There was no one in Lu Guogong's bedroom, and the veteran who was in charge of listening to the sound in the yard couldn't hear his footsteps.
This was Jing Jiu's first visit to Duke Lu's mansion, he looked around, and his eyes fell on the precious porcelain on the flower stand.
He didn't know what kind of kiln this piece of porcelain was from, but thinking about what Duke Lu once said, it must be extremely valuable to be placed here.
He picked up the piece of china, threw it on the ground and broke it.
Perhaps the more expensive the porcelain, the more pleasant the cracking sound, and the farther it spreads?
Soon, Duke Lu came to the bedroom.
Jing Jiu took a look at him and confirmed that he could live for many more years, and he thought it was good.
Duke Lu quickly knelt down to pay his respects, and asked him what he was doing in Chaoge City this time.
Jing Jiu said, "Make arrangements to enter the palace at night."
For the same reason, he felt that it would be difficult for him to leave Qingshan in the future, and he had to explain some things.
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The emperor has favored Concubine Hu Guifei for many years, but has never made her a queen. There are many conjectures between the government and the opposition. In fact, the Emperor of God felt that it was not cost-effective to argue with civil servants for this matter, and if conditions permit, the Emperor of God was actually willing to be lazy.
Now there are no concubines in the palace, and being a queen without subordinates is not attractive to Concubine Hu Gui. And when it comes to things like attractiveness... She has paid great attention to her appearance and grooming in recent years, and her clothes are very conservative, but she doesn't know that if she wraps her clothes too tightly, it can even make her look more charming. That's a natural charm, how can I hide it?
"Sir, long time no see." She saluted Gu Qing.
Gu Qing turned sideways slightly, and said, "Your Majesty, you don't need to be too polite."
He has always lived in the most remote room, the furthest away from Concubine Hu Gui's bedroom. Whether it's to avoid suspicion or for anything else, except for teaching and passing swords, he never steps into Concubine Hu Gui's bedroom. On the contrary, Crown Prince Jingyao goes to his place very often, and even spends most of the time there.
The two really haven't seen each other face to face for several days, and after such a short conversation, they each fell silent.
Jing Yao didn't notice anything, he was a little nervous now thinking that he was about to meet his master.
No matter in the practice world or in the mortal world, his master's reputation is too great.
Now it is even rumored that he is the illegitimate son of Zhenren Jingyang.
How could Jing Yao not be nervous?
Duke Lu led Jing Jiu into the palace, Concubine Hu quickly brought Jing Yao to bow down and salute.
Jing Jiu ignored her, took a look at Jing Yao, and found that the child had an ordinary background, but he was still diligent in cultivation, so he hummed to express his satisfaction.
Lu Qing was very relieved to be beside him.
Jing Jiu took out the Chuzi Sword and handed it to Jing Yao, saying, "Use it well."
When Lu Qing recognized the origin of this sword, he couldn't help being a little surprised, thinking that this sword might rank among the top three in the world, so you gave it to this child?
How did Jing Yao understand this, and he took it with both hands honestly.
Jing Jiu then said to Gu Qing, "Get ready to go back to the mountain."
Gu Qing was surprised again, thinking that Jing Yao has only been the crown prince for two years, not to mention fledgling, he has no foundation in the court, and at the most important moment, he wants to leave?
How did he know that from Jing Jiu's point of view, no matter what happened, it was not as important as that one.
Qingshan has too many things to deal with, and he can't do it without him.
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The starlight shone on the glazed tiles of the palace, which looked like a layer of syrup wrapped around fruit.
There were no lights in the hall, and it was pitch black, so it naturally had no effect on Jing Jiu and the Emperor.
They sat facing each other with a distance of more than ten feet.
In midsummer, the slightly cool floor is a bit comfortable.
The Emperor said, "Don't worry, I can still live for a few more years."
Jing Jiu hummed, and then realized that this seemed too indifferent, and said, "I said before, you shouldn't pin your hopes on sideways like Yuhua."
The Emperor of God laughed and said, "If you can't go out, what's the point of living for many more years?"
Jing Jiu said, "An extra year will bring more hope."
The Divine Emperor took out the Vermillion Bird Jade Egg from his sleeve, rubbed it lightly, and said, "Not everyone is like you. People like us are not talented enough. If we want to ascend, of course we can only rely on external objects."
Jing Jiu said, "But it can't hatch."
This jade egg cannot hatch, and the Suzaku bird cannot reappear in the world, so the so-called emergence is naturally still an illusion.
The Emperor didn't discuss this any more, and said, "Give Yao'er the sword, I'm afraid he won't be able to bear it."
Jing Jiu said, "It's his problem that he can't bear it."
"You gave me that sword back then, and this time you got it back and gave it to him. You have given it generously twice. Those of us who are juniors must always give something in return."
After the Divine Emperor finished speaking, he threw the Suzaku Jade Egg over.
Jing Jiu took the Vermilion Bird egg, and after a moment of silence, put it there.
The Divine Emperor has raised this jade egg for too many years, and has already developed feelings for it, so he always has to think about who will protect it in the future.
This is probably what Tuogu meant.
Of course, it is safest to put it in Qingshan, if there is no accident in Qingshanzong.
Jing Jiu thought of another question.
Even if Concubine Hu Gui is protected by Qingshan, can a demon fox with deep affection bear the pain of parting?
He probably understood what the emperor meant, and was a little dissatisfied.
There are two reasons for dissatisfaction. First of all, why is the Qingshan sect responsible for this matter?
Furthermore, you have put all your heart and effort into the word love, so what kind of Taoism do you want to cultivate, what do you want to become a fairy?
Looking at Jing Jiu's eyes, the Emperor of God knew that he had guessed his intentions, felt a little embarrassed, and quickly changed the subject.
"Is the position of head determined?"
"deal."
The God Emperor thought that no matter who it is, as long as it is your choice, it is fine, don't worry about this matter anymore, and said: "Something happened to the Demon Prison a few years ago, do you want to go and have a look?"
Jing Jiu hummed.
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Taichang Temple officials were ordered to stay in their respective rooms and not to peek outside.
Jingshang made a pot of tea, took a sip without knowing the taste, and vaguely guessed that it should be related to his nominal brother.
Under Lu Guogong's leadership, Jing Jiu entered the Taichang Temple, walked through the bamboo forest, saw the clump of purple flowers, and recalled many memories of the past.
Those things have happened for several years, but they seem to be still in front of my eyes, just like the transparent face of the Underworld Emperor in colorful clothes.
The current Demon Suppressing Prison is the body of Canglong. It doesn't have any magical powers, but it's just solid, and it didn't take long to go to the depths.
The highly poisonous Bitan is still there, but the water level has dropped a lot, and it will dry up completely in a few years.
Jing Jiu noticed that the cliff behind the pool had collapsed a lot, and the cracks went deep into the ground.
This is one of the strongest parts of Canglong's body. It is absolutely impossible for it to collapse naturally in just a few years. Someone must have tampered with it.
He disappeared from the spot and entered the deepest part of the crack.
It was like there had been an earthquake and there was rubble everywhere.
The universe burst out, flew up at an unimaginable speed, piled up the rubble with the most gentle force, and then rearranged them.
This is a very difficult task that requires extremely powerful eyesight and deduction and calculation capabilities.
But for him who used to pile up sand to pass the time, it was really simple.
Those gravels were gradually restored to their previous appearance, both the rock formation and the color were very clear, but there was a gap in the middle.
Someone took a bit of Canglong's bone marrow.
What else can that thing be used for besides making white soup?
Jing Jiu couldn't figure it out.
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I don't know if it was to understand this problem, or for some other reason, Jing Jiu stayed in Chaoge City.
Obviously that night, he was so anxious to let Gu Qing go back to the mountain.
He went to Zhaoyuan, lay on the small boat on the lake, looked at the clouds and rain in the sky, and it was autumn in a blink of an eye.
More and more people knew that he was in Chaoge City, which attracted a lot of attention.
The matter of the Suspended Bell Sect has been settled, and many people have already guessed that those elders who died strangely are definitely related to De Yuanquan.
After all, He Zhan still failed to grab all the pot.
Being able to kill so many masters in the Xuanling Sect's grand formation under the eyes of the old matriarch shows that Jing Jiu's strength is even stronger, and he has the feeling of a strong person from the previous generation.
It has only been more than 20 years since he participated in the Meihui for the first time, and the speed of this kind of realm improvement is really inconceivable.
It was rumored that Jing Jingren's blood flowed in his body, and he was recognized by more and more people.
The Suspense Sect's matter once again proved that the Qingshan Sect is still strong, and that question was once again placed in front of everyone.
Who will be the next head of the Qingshan Sect?
In a sense, the head of Qingshan holds the highest power in the practice world and even the entire Chaotian Continent, which naturally sparked countless discussions.
In public, no practitioner or official dared to directly say who he supported, only dared to discuss the possibility, and then expressed cautious optimism.
Now there are three people who are considered to be the most competitive, that is, Fang Jingtian, the former peak master, Guangyuan Zhenren, the master of Shiyue peak, and Fu Wang, the master of Yunxing peak.
Of course, if Yuan Qijing didn't care about the emotions of Tianguang Peak's lineage and forced him to be the head, no one would be able to stop him, Lord Jian Lv.
Accompanied by an autumn wind, Xi Yiyun visited Zhao Yuan.
He stood by the lake and saluted, and said, "My teacher wants to know a name."
In fact, he didn't understand that even if Jing Jiu was the descendant of Master Jingyang, or even the descendant of Master Jingyang, after all, he was only the youngest second-generation elder of the Qingshan sect, how could he affect the ownership of the master of Qingshan, and why did the Zhaizhu attach so much importance to his opinion?
Jing Jiu thought that Bu Qiuxiao sent a disciple here and wanted to ask for the answer. How is this different from Da Qiufeng, and said, "It's not Fuwang."
After saying this, he lay on the bow of the boat and continued to look at the clouds running around in the sky that were chased by the autumn wind, as if he thought it was very interesting.
Xi Yiyun felt a little boring, everyone knew that the possibility of Yunxing Peak Master Fu Wang was the least likely, I just came here from Qianlifeng Corridor, and I got such an answer?