Chapter 232 Chapter 231 Good Intentions Lead to Bad Consequences

Chapter 232 Good intentions lead to bad things

The Youzhou Lin clan is the dominant clan in northern Xinjiang, and is also one of the most famous clans with the longest history in the Tang Dynasty.

The Jiangzhou Lin Clan was formed when a branch of the Youzhou Lin Clan branched off to the south.

Although the Youzhou Lin Clan has been constrained by constant friction with the Prince Zhao's Mansion whose fiefdom is also located in northern Xinjiang in recent hundreds of years, and appears lower-key than before, its potential power has always been strong, and its deep-seated influence is not limited to Youzhou. State and place.

They have a strong presence in the entire Northern Territory of the Tang Dynasty.

Although they share the same ancestry, the relationship between the Jiangzhou Lin Clan and the Youzhou Lin Clan is actually not harmonious.

It is unrealistic to expect the Youzhou Lin Clan to help the Jiangzhou Lin Clan to run forward and backward. At best, it is worthy of Lin Che and others without holding back.

And if the Jiangzhou Lin Clan wants to make big moves in northern Xinjiang, they will probably not be able to hide it from the Youzhou Lin Clan.

If there is any movement in the Daheishan Mountains in northern Xinjiang, we can get a glimpse of it through the reaction of the Youzhou Lin Clan.

Taiyin Yueyao heard the news and said, "What specific information do you want to find out about the Youzhou Lin Clan?"

Lei Jun: "Do they have any large-scale or large-scale covert operations in northern Xinjiang?"

Yue Yao pondered slightly: "As far as I know so far, there is no special trend. I only heard that the atmosphere between the Youzhou Lin Clan and the Zhao Palace has been somewhat ambiguous recently. And earlier, the old leader of the Jinzhou Ye Clan had personally Visiting the ancestral land of the Lin people in Youzhou.”

Lei Jun: "Is there any more detailed information?"

Yueyao: "Not yet."

Others were either silent or simply answered "I don't know."

Lei Jun's voice was calm: "My need to collect information in this area will be effective for a long time. If anyone has relevant information, please feel free to contact me."

After he finished speaking, Taiyang Riyao said, "My question is, who knows Fang Jingsheng's current situation?"

It's time to change the person. I won't continue to stare at Wei Ancheng... Lei Jun thought to himself.

In the Battle of Southern Wilderness, Wei Ancheng was not dead.

But with his cultivation in the Nine Heavens Realm, he can only hide away again at the moment, recovering from his injuries while eliminating his current dangerous situation where he is surrounded by enemies all over the world.

Even if he recovers from his injuries and returns to the world, he will first have to clean up the inside of his Blood River Sect, which is now standing on the hilltop, and is more likely to settle accounts with the White Lotus Sect.

Of course, the Lord of the Blood River may also act unexpectedly.

It's just that his hiding figure is now more hidden and careful than before. If he doesn't show his face, it will be difficult for the outside world to find him.

Therefore, Riyao seems to have put aside the affairs of Wei Ancheng for the time being and finally changed to a new goal.

Fang Jingsheng.

The contemporary leader of the Fang clan in Jingxiang of the Tang Dynasty, a great Confucian who has reached the eighth level of heaven.

When the demonic chaos in the Western Regions caused a war earlier, Fang Jingsheng personally led some of the masters of the Fang clan to rush to the Western Regions to participate in the war.

In that battle, although Fang Jingsheng was not buried in the frontier fortress, he was also seriously injured.

After returning to Jingxiang's ancestral land, he rested for many years. Although he appeared occasionally, he lived in seclusion since then. Even the affairs of the clan were mostly left to the care of many clan elders.

The Jingxiang Fang clan has also become much more low-key in recent years.

Before the Western Region War, Fang Jingsheng had always been one of the eight-to-nine reserves who were most favored by the world.

He was originally one of the youngest helmsmen among the Five Surnames and Seven Hopes in the current era. When he was a boy, he was known as a prodigy, a genius, and a wizard, and he reached the three-day realm at a young age.

However, the heavy losses suffered in the Western Region War seemed to interrupt Fang Jingsheng's upward momentum.

However, Sun Yat-sen is now interested in this giant who has been low-key in recent years.

When others heard this, they naturally thought that Fang Jingsheng's injury might not be as serious as the outside world reported.

Could it be that the current leader of the Fang Clan is practicing meditation to prepare for the attack on the Nine Heavens?

In the starry sky of the Book of Heaven, the stars shone brightly, but it became quiet for a while, and several people fell into deep thought.

After a while, Lei Jun came back to his senses and glanced at the sun.

Can you be sure that this is Queen Zhang Wantong?

The questions raised were all tricky, and they always silenced everyone...

"I don't know anything about Youzhou and Jingxiang." Yinghuo Huoyao Shen Qubing, whose true identity has been confirmed by Lei Jun, said with some distress: "This way I can't get the answer I want."

Yueyao: "What do you want to know?"

Huo Yao Shen Qu Bing: "Actually, it's quite troublesome. I want to know the whereabouts of Wei Ancheng, the leader of the Blood River Sect, and Yang Yuqi, a remnant of the former Sui Dynasty. Well, I also want to ask if anyone knows the future of the White Lotus Sect. Sect Master, what’s the grudge between you and Wei Ancheng?”

Lei Jun glanced at Sui Xing Mu Yao.

This one, he could also confirm his identity.

It is the future Maitreya of the White Lotus Sect.

As for why the other party turned against the enemy and gave Wei Ancheng a sap... Taoist priest Lei looked up at the sky.

Mu Yao's future Maitreya tone was calm and peaceful: "I have heard about the Battle of the Southern Wilderness, but I don't know the details and cannot answer your questions."

Huo Yao Shen Qu Bing was helpless: "Okay..."

Yueyao: "The intelligence information we need to exchange is becoming more and more important and valuable, and it is becoming increasingly difficult to get answers.

But looking at it from another direction, this is a good development, indicating that our exchanges and cooperation are gradually deepening. "

Mu Yao's future Maitreya did not comment on this, but asked: "What I want to know is the details of the death of Monk Jitong of Dakong Temple. I wonder which friend can tell me?"

Lei Jun raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

The name Jitong sounded familiar to him, and he immediately remembered that the newly opened academy in the capital was attacked, and the attackers included both Huang Tiandao disciples and disciples of Dakong Temple.

The former caused serious injuries to Lin Shan, the representative of Tianshi Mansion who taught in the academy. Fortunately, Lin Shan's life was safe and he was fine after recuperation during this period.

The latter attacked the representative of Buddhism who taught in the academy.

I remember that it was an elder of Tianlong Temple with the name Fashan.

Monk Fashan was not as lucky as Linshan, and died in the attack of Dakong Temple.

The person who directly caused Fashan's death was an elder of Dakong Temple with the name Jitong.

Tianlong Temple, a sacred place of the Buddhist vow lineage, immediately sent masters to the capital, joined the masters of the Tang court, and began to clear out and capture the descendants of Dakong Temple who were causing trouble, and finally successfully killed these descendants of Dakong Temple.

Among them was Monk Jitong.

Lei Jun remembered that there was a saying at that time that Monk Ji Tong was killed directly, and Monk Fashan of Tianlong Temple could rest in peace.

Unexpectedly, he heard the future Maitreya suddenly inquire about this matter.

It is true that the White Lotus Sect and Dakong Temple are both Buddhist heretics, and they are also professional rebels in this world.

Because of the general environment and common enemies, the White Lotus Sect and Dakong Temple have also cooperated with each other, such as intercepting the Vajra Temple to welcome the new abbot back to the temple earlier.

But the relationship between the two families is not that of allies.

On the contrary, they are hostile and wary of each other, and even have conflicts.

The future Maitreya of the White Lotus Sect will not take the lead to avenge the death of Monk Ji Tong of Dakong Temple?

Lei Jun guessed in his heart, but did not say a word, just listened quietly.

"I have heard some news about the siege of Dakong Temple." Yueyao pondered and said, "As far as I know, Monk Jitong died at the hands of Master Miaokong, the elder of Tianlong Temple. Do you have any questions about this?"

Muyao Future Maitreya: "I have heard this news, but it is said that this is the one-sided statement of Elder Miaokong. No one else witnessed it except him."

It's hard for you to call Master Miaokong, the opponent, elder in a serious manner. You have the basic qualities of an actor... Lei Jun thought.

At this moment, his eyes turned from Muyao Future Maitreya to Riyao.

Regardless of whether Riyao is the empress or not, this person must have more secrets of the Heavenly Book.

Did Riyao know the identities of the other six people a long time ago?

Lei Jun said nothing, and his face was calm.

Yueyao said after listening to Muyao Future Maitreya's words: "Elder Miaokong, it seems that there is no need to lie."

Not to mention that Miaokong's nephew Monk Fashan died before.

Even if this didn't happen, it's normal for the elder Miaokong of Tianlong Temple, the authentic Buddhist holy place, to kill the monk Jitong of Dakong Temple, the heretic Buddhist sect.

Muyao Future Maitreya: "I have this question because I heard from another channel that when the monk Jitong died, the elder Miaokong of Tianlong Temple was somewhere else. There are doubts about the time and place."

"Oh? Is that so..."

Yueyao pondered slightly: "Then I can only say that as far as I know, the monk Jitong of Dakong Temple was definitely killed by the great supernatural power and mighty Tianlong of Tianlong Temple, and was subdued by Tianlong, but whether it was the mighty Tianlong of Master Miaokong, I can't say for sure."

Muyao Future Maitreya: "Although it's not as expected, I still thank you for your answer. Do you have any news you want to inquire about? I can tell you directly everything I know."

Yueyao Yao: "I want to find out information about a treasure this time, the Jiamu treasure."

Mu Yao Future Maitreya was a little embarrassed: "Jiamu treasure? I don't have any relevant clues..."

Yue Yao: "It's okay, there's no rush, just keep it in mind, and I will try to find out more details about the death of Master Jitong of Dakong Temple."

Mu Yao Future Maitreya: "In that case, thank you very much."

In addition to Chen Xing Shui Yao, who did not attend the meeting for unknown reasons, Zhen Xing Tu Yao, who was present today but had always listened more than talked before, finally spoke: "I want to ask you for advice today."

While speaking, a few words appeared on Tu Yao's starlight.

The handwriting was neat, square and full, and it was not difficult to recognize.

Under Tu Yao's control, several words were arranged in a row, neatly.

It didn't look like a complete sentence, as if the other party had copied it from somewhere.

Although the words were isolated, with Lei Jun's current eyesight and understanding, he only took a few glances and felt something.

He didn't study much about the Confucian tradition, but he could still see some artistic conception from these words.

It's just that this artistic conception is rather strange.

Compared with the full and beautiful handwriting, the atmosphere revealed from it is so regular and cold, and there is an artistic conception that cannot be violated or changed.

But it is not the royal aura of the Tang emperor like the emperor's art.

It is more like the continuous accumulation of countless traditions and history, and the fusion of literary and cultural aura.

Lei Jun began to recall.

The five surnames and seven noble families of the Tang Dynasty have all been passed down from generation to generation for many years, but it seems that no one's family learning has such an artistic conception.

These words must have been written by a great Confucian scholar, but they look very strange.

But Lei Jun is not a Confucian monk after all, so it is difficult to make a conclusion...

"It is inconsistent with the family tradition of the Five Surnames and Seven Famous Families, and it is also different from the inheritance of the imperial family." Ri Yao said firmly: "There is no such thing in history. Is this the font and meaning you created yourself?"

Tu Yao: "It is not my own creation. Although this font and meaning are unique, they are not what I want.

This is a copybook I got by chance. The font and meaning on it are like this. I can only copy it 50% similar at present. Because I feel very unfamiliar, I ask you for advice."

Ri Yao stopped talking after hearing this.

Lei Jun and the others were amazed. After watching for a while, they all said that they had never seen it before.

Tu Yao put away the words: "If you see similar words and styles later, please help pay attention to them. Thank you in advance."

No one got much useful information from today's gathering.

However, everyone did not feel disappointed and said goodbye and "left the line".

Lei Jun stayed a little longer.

He contacted Yue Yao privately.

"I have some Jiamu treasures here." Lei Jun said: "Qingyang Xuanshuang, can it be used?"

Jiamu is the opposite of Yimu in Lei Jun's Yimu Yin Lei, which is the Yangmu Qi.

Lei Jun got a small bottle of Qingyang Xuanshuang from Wang Jingfang, a traitor in Chunyang Palace, in the Southern Wilderness.

In addition to pure Yang Qi, this treasure also contains rich wood spirit vitality, which is exactly the Jiamu category.

"Qingyang Xuanshuang, just what I want."

Yueyao sighed: "But I don't have any more news about the Youzhou Lin Clan for you right now."

Lei Jun: "It doesn't matter, our deal is valid for a long time."

Yueyao then sighed again: "It seems that I have to inquire more."

He did not mention how to reply to Lei Jun if the Youzhou Lin Clan really did not take any action for a long time.

In that case, he can only consider himself unlucky.

Lei Jun: "In that case, thank you for your hard work."

Lei Jun pondered silently for a moment after leaving the Tianshu Starry Sky Universe.

Fang Jingsheng, Monk Jitong... The tides rise and fall, and the four directions gather. The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop.

Lei Jun shook his head gently, restrained his thoughts, and continued his practice.

Being able to directly enter the Zhenyi Altar, even if he has not practiced the fire method and the earth calligraphy, he can now use the subtle Jiuyuan True Fire to help himself refine the weapon.

The Shangqing Jinzhu Sutra is nourished by Kui Niu's blood, and the foundation is greatly improved.

Lei Jun has decided to wait until he breaks through to the seventh level before he re-refines the bamboo shoots and turns them from a magic weapon into his first magic weapon.

There is no need to rush for now.

Instead, the metal rails used to accelerate the Yuanci Sword Ball need to be adjusted according to Lei Jun's increasingly mellow magic power.

Previously, it was used to blast the elder Tu Dong of the Blood River Sect. The Yuanci force was too strong, and even the metal rails were twisted and deformed.

Now is the right time to re-refine.

In the following days, Lei Jun continued his cultivation.

One day, his fellow apprentice Chu Kun suddenly came to him.

"Brother, do you have a powerful high-grade talisman with you now?" Chu Kun asked.

Lei Jun: "Why? Want to go out?"

Chu Kun nodded: "Considering going out for a trip."

At his current level of cultivation, he cannot make high-grade talismans.

Wang Guiyuan left the mountain, Yuan Mobai was in seclusion, and Chu Kun naturally came to ask Lei Jun for help.

Given his personality, he probably wasn't really going out to travel, but Lei Jun didn't ask too much, and believed that this junior brother knew his limits.

Lei Jun was about to agree, when suddenly the light ball in his mind began to flicker, and words appeared:

[Good causes can lead to bad results, good intentions can lead to disasters, the safety of relatives and friends depends on one thought. ]

Then came three fortunes:

[Middle-upper fortune, Chu Kun is given a middle-grade high-level talisman, and there is a chance to get a fourth-grade opportunity, no risk and no future troubles, auspicious. ]

[Middle-middle fortune, Chu Kun's talisman is not given, no extra gains and no losses, average. ]

[Middle-low fortune, Chu Kun is given a top-grade or upper-grade high-level talisman, no extra gains, no current risks, but future troubles are buried, ominous. ]