Chapter 593 The Man From Qingshan

There is a lonely nunnery on the other side of the lake, Prince Jing Xin has been imprisoned there for many years.

As Tan Zhenren got closer and closer to the nunnery, the atmosphere by the lake became more and more tense.

The people in Shuiyue Nunnery looked anxiously at the head of the nunnery, waiting for her to make the final decision.

At the beginning, the Emperor Shenhuang was going to let Prince Jing Xin become a monk in Guocheng Temple, but because of Daoist Taiping, Zen Zi was extremely dissatisfied with Qingshan and refused this request, so Prince Jing Xin came to Shuiyue Temple. Tan Zhenzhen wants to take Prince Jing Xin away, obviously to let him inherit the throne of God Emperor, so what about the current crown prince Jing Yao?

If something happened, how would Shuiyuean explain to the Qingshan sect?

The nunnery master's eyes have been talking about the real person.

Tan Zhenren's footsteps seem casual and ordinary, but in fact they have a mysterious rhythm, as if they are integrated with the sky and the earth, the lake water is calm, and the formation of Shuiyue Temple has no sense at all. Is this the highest realm of Taoism?

The nunnery master knew that he was far from Tan Zhenren's opponent, even if he launched a large formation, coupled with all the strong men in Shuiyue nunnery, he could not stop the opponent.

But could it be that he just watched him take people away from Shuiyue Temple?

The nunnery master suddenly thought of the crazy woman in Qingshan who caused troubles a few years ago, a look of determination flashed in her eyes, and she was ready to take action.

At this moment, the lake water suddenly became slightly turbulent, she was slightly taken aback, and her eyes gradually returned to calm.

Tan Zhenren didn't know what he sensed, turned around and looked at the lake, thought for a while, and continued to walk without coming up with an answer.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone in Shuiyue Nunnery, he came to the other side of the lake and walked into the nunnery.

Prince Jing Xin was dressed in plain clothes and had been waiting behind the threshold.

Tan Zhenren's eyes fell on him, and he found some ink stains on the side of his palm and the cloth, so he knew that this boy was not as calm as he appeared.

"I have seen the real master."

Prince Jing Xin bowed deeply to Tan Zhenren.

Tan Zhenren looked at him quietly, didn't speak, and didn't ask him to get up.

The breeze was blowing on the lake, and the slight waves rose again.

Those sparse branches trembled slightly.

Time passed slowly.

Prince Jing Xin maintained the posture of bowing to the ground, and his body trembled slightly.

He understands what it means to talk about real people.

His mother and concubine belonged to the Zhongzhou sect, and according to their seniority, it would be fine even if they bowed down to Tan Zhenren.

But he knew very well what it meant to kneel down at this moment.

That means that the Meihui system that has lasted for more than 600 years will come to an end.

Tan Zhenren didn't exude a trace of aura, let alone force him, and calmly waited for him to make his own decision.

I don't know how long it took, but finally Jing Xin couldn't hold on any longer. His legs softened and he knelt down on the ground. When his knees touched the ground, there was a muffled slap.

Tan Zhenren sighed, and waved his hand to break the formation on the threshold.

He looked back at the round window, took Jing Xinfei away from Shuiyue Nunnery, and headed towards Chaoge City.

The breeze picked up again, the lake surface regenerated with light waves, and the Shuiyue Nunnery was quiet.

The nunnery master withdrew his gaze from the sky, walked into the Zen room expressionlessly, looked at the woman kneeling on the floor and said, "You should know who she is."

The woman was wearing ordinary clothes, with a ring of silver bells tied around her exposed wrists, her face was charming and beautiful, she was Nan Zheng, the assassin of the old forest.

Nanzheng was sent by Nanwang to Shuiyue Temple to inquire about Lian Sanyue's news, but Shuiyue Temple soon saw through her intentions.

"When Nan Wang asked me to come over and stare at her, I had doubts." Nan Zheng looked at the sleeping woman and said, "I met her many years ago, and I know what a great person she is. If I still can't guess her identity, I would be too stupid."

The nunnery master walked over, stretched out his hand to pick up a soft fluff from Dongdong's cheek, and said, "It's a pity that she can't wake up again, otherwise..."

Before she finished speaking, she said to Nanzheng: "Go to Chaoge City and tell the palace that Jing Xin is gone, and I will spare your life."

Nanzheng raised her head and looked at the hermitage with some puzzlement, thinking to herself why she let herself go to such an important matter? Can I be faster than talking about real people?

The nunnery master said: "You can go there in a small sedan chair with green curtains, and you can rush to the front."

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A light rain fell in Chaoge City, which immediately extinguished the heat that had just arisen in late spring.

The search at the city gate is still very strict, and the streets and alleys in the city are still lively.

A boy in red was walking along the street with a girl in tsing.

The little girl looked at various street scenes, but her eyes, which should have been full of interest, were full of vigilance.

Even in Dongyi Road, few people would wear red clothes except when they were married, but with the clean and amiable face of the young man, the red dress was not only not dazzling, but made people feel very comfortable, attracting the attention of many women.

"Don't worry so much." The boy in red said with a smile to the girl in Tsing Yi, "We have seen each other often in these few years, and we often travel. When did I count you as anything?"

The little girl in Tsing Yi glanced at him, full of distrust, and said, "Man... how can you believe it?"

"These words are more and more like ordinary people."

The young man in red laughed and said, "You have the Qingtian Mirror, you can return it at any time, no man can fool you."

The little girl in Tsing Yi said: "I don't think I'm so powerful."

The young man in red said: "Tianbao's true spirit was born to hide in the world. Your realm is the highest in Chaotian Continent. Although you can't fight, you can protect yourself."

That little girl is of course Jianling Qing'er from Qingtian Jian, who is the boy in red?

Could it be the red bird that landed on the branch?

Qing'er asked: "What are you bringing me to Chaoge City for?"

The boy said, "Watching a play."

Qing'er asked: "Where are your men? Where did that pheasant go?"

A helpless look appeared on the boy's face, and he said, "It's Yinfeng."

Qing'er raised her face and snorted, "I can only see it as a golden pheasant at best."

"It's Yinfeng." The young man's tone was calm but firm, "he's still recovering from his injuries."

Qing'er knew that he was different from that bird, and asked curiously: "Do you think that you are all family members because your surname is Yin?"

"I didn't have this last name before, but when I first chose this name, maybe I really thought of it."

Yes, this young man in red is the Daoist Taiping who has successfully emerged, and also Yin San who left Qingshan.

Qing'er stopped teasing him and asked, "Where's that bald man?"

Yin San said: "This place is too close to Yunmeng Mountain, Xuan Yinzi can't come to Chaoge, otherwise Qilin will definitely be very angry if he smells him."

Qing'er glanced at him again, and said, "What about you? Everyone in the world is angry with you, how dare you come to Chaoge City, aren't you afraid of death?"

Yin San said: "It is very difficult for people like us to want to die."

Hearing our two words, Qing'er was silent for a while, and asked: "What kind of play do you want to see?"

Yin San looked towards the imperial city in the distance, and said with some emotion: "The God Emperor is going to die, of course it's a big show to fight for the throne."

It was the first time Qing'er knew about this matter, she was very surprised and said: "Could something happen?"

"Nothing is new in this world."

Yin San looked at the endless stream of carriages and pedestrians on the street, and said: "Every family will enter the imperial court, and the Zhongzhou faction will definitely bring Jing Xin back to seize the throne. Shuiyue Temple has no one who can fight now, so they can only watch in silence. Yimaozhai seems to be fair, but in fact it only makes peace with each other. To prevent me, Guocheng Temple has set temple rules not to interfere with government affairs, and it is not good to slap itself in the face. As for the other sects, they can only come to witness at most, which is useless."

Qing'er subconsciously felt that what he said would become true, and asked: "Hasn't the Emperor already established a crown prince? There must be a will."

"The will is always the most useless thing, and no one knows it better than our Qingshan Sect."

Yin San pointed to the little girls and the scholars walking hand in hand in the street, and said, "It won't be long before these people will all die."

Qing'er looked at him with disgust and said, "You are so cruel."

Yin San shook his head and said: "After the Mei Hui, the imperial court became a bridge between the mortal world and the world of practice. As time passed, it became stronger and stronger under the double support of the practitioners and the mortal world, and finally became a fortress. No sect will give up. If you want not to fight, then you can only abandon this court."

Qing'er opened her eyes wide, and said worriedly: "Wouldn't that be chaos in the world?"

Yin San said: "Only after great chaos can there be great order."

Qing'er knew his evil thoughts, and said vigilantly: "You still want to kill all mortals?"

Yin San smiled and said: "People who can't survive in troubled times, maybe they shouldn't be alive at all."

Qing'er subconsciously moved away from him, and said, "You are such a lunatic! Why on earth are you doing this?"

Yin San said calmly: "Only in this way can the human race become stronger."

Qing'er felt completely unable to communicate with this lunatic, and asked, "Why do you have to become stronger?"

Yin San said indifferently: "If the human race cannot become stronger, it will be extinct one day."

Qing'er was startled, and wanted to continue to ask something, when he suddenly sensed a wave of familiar breath coming from the northwest sky.

A strong wind blew up in Chaoge City, and the sea of ​​clouds was blown to the surrounding fields. More than a dozen huge cloud boats slowly sailed over, casting huge shadows on the ground.

In a short time, the cloud boat sent by Zhongzhou arrived outside Chaoge City, covering the sun.

The streets and alleys suddenly became dark, and the people looked at the sky in horror, and then there were screams, and chaos was coming.

The court was clearly prepared for this.

Accompanied by the sound of hoofbeats as dense as a rainstorm, all the guards were dispatched and began to work with the government to maintain order while evacuating the crowd outside the city.

There was a creaking sound from the city walls and various buildings. The eaves were opened, and at least hundreds of divine crossbows were exposed. The crossbow bolts as thick as arms were aimed at the sky. In the dim light, the runes engraved on the crossbow bolts shone brightly, like stars that came to the world in advance.

But it is basically impossible to rely on these divine crossbows to resist the more than ten cloud ships of the Zhongzhou faction.

Qing'er's face was full of worry, she looked towards the southern sky and said, "Where is Qingshan Jianzhou?"

Yin San said: "The Qingshan Sect does not participate in the political affairs of the imperial court. This is also the rule of the Meihui. Sending sword boats here is a bit excessive."

Qing'er was very surprised and asked: "Could it be that Qingshan won't come?"

Yin San smiled slightly and said, "I'm here already, haven't I?"