Chapter 807: The Reckoning Begins, the Might of Heaven

At the same time, Tianji Pavilion.

Taoist Tianji sat cross-legged, with his eyebrows lowered and his eyes closed.

Suddenly, a figure appeared, extremely majestic, wearing a white robe and a high crown. He looked about forty years old, his face was as carved as a knife and an axe, and his eyes looked around like an eagle, showing no anger or authority.

He walked in from the door, bowed to the kind-faced old man, and said respectfully: "Your Majesty."

Taoist Tianji nodded.

The middle-aged man then said: "Your Majesty, as of yesterday, after the last batch of protective magical weapons distributed to the soldiers were recovered and investigated, more than 30% of them were found to be jerry-rigged and shoddily made. They cannot withstand long-term operation and often fail. Downtime.

Although it has been completely recovered and re-forged and distributed by the Forging Department, more than five figures of soldiers have died innocently due to the shutdown of the magic weapon.

Under the secret investigation entrusted by you, it has been found that the magical artifacts in question all come from the Haotian Holy Land, and many officials of the Notian Division are also suspected - they have neglected their duties in the quality inspection of the magical artifacts, which cannot be ruled out. Suspected of accepting bribes. "

"I understand." Tianji Taoist exhaled a long breath, "Moths... they are all moths..."

"I beg for your life to ask for justice from the Haotian Holy Land!" the burly man said again.

"Fuhu, you should know, right? Haotian Holy Land...is not under our jurisdiction." Taoist Tianji said.

"Then those poor children of mine... died in vain?" The man clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white.

"Don't worry, someone will take care of them." Taoist Tianji shook his head, "Just in time, we will clean up those moths."

The man known as "Fuhu" was stunned for a moment.

If Tianji Pavilion doesn't take action, who will take care of the terrifying Haotian Holy Land?

"Fuhu, do you still remember what Haotian Holy Land is called?" Taoist Tianji asked.

Fuhu frowned and blurted out: "Gravekeeper?"

"Yes, the tomb keeper." Taoist Tianji nodded, "——Now, the owner of the tomb is back."

When I arrived in Beijing, it was snowing heavily.

The streets are as white as one's knees.

Yu Chen took Chu Weizi to the imperial palace in Shangjing.

The guards of Shangjing Imperial Palace were standing guard at the door like sculptures. One of them, a young man, saw the person coming and was about to stop him. But he was immediately stopped by the old guard next to him, who said in a low voice: "Don't risk your life! Look clearly who this is! The grave-seeker in the Sky Burial Abyss! The elder of Yama Holy Land! And... the Buddha's best friend!"

When the young guard heard this, he immediately shuddered and cast a grateful look at the old guard.

So Yu Chen relied on this face to get through the imperial palace in Shangjing without any hindrance.

At the same time, Shangguan Jin, who was processing files in the study, also learned about Yu Chen's arrival for the first time.

——He has never met Yu Chen, but he is very familiar with the reputation of the grave-watchers in the Sky Burial Abyss.

Not to mention anything else, not long ago, a storm occurred in the family of the bloody anaconda, one of the thirty-six sects of Tiangang.

Elder Yu from the Sky Burial Abyss single-handedly destroyed the entire Blood Boa family, and even the powerful power of the Zhulong family came to him, but he didn't even get a favor!

Because Moko Buddha of Namoko Holy Temple stood up for Yu Chen, even the ancient member of the Zhulong family, Zhulong's son "Gu" was still suppressed in the hands of Moko Buddha.

How dare Shangguan Jin neglect such a person?

He was immediately welcomed to the living room in person, invited to take a seat, served with good tea, and was extremely respectful.

Half a quarter of an hour later, in the reception room of Shangjing Imperial Palace, Yu Chen finally saw Shangguan Jin, the official of Shangjing Palace.

Facing the extremely respectful opponent, Yu Chen didn't show any restraint. He directly took out the mirror and asked Shangguan Jin.

"Lord Fu Ling, do you still remember Chu Weizi?"

Shangguan Jin is a middle-aged man in his forties. After hearing this, he nodded immediately: "Back to Elder Yu, Mr. Chu is highly respected and of course we know each other - he even came to see me two days ago, it seems that he was involved in the battlefield outside the territory. For some things, we need to communicate with the adults of Tianji.

I did not dare to neglect, so I immediately contacted Mr. Tianjishi. Later, Mr. Siguan of Notiansi sent someone to talk to Mr. Chu in person, and then the two parties left. "

After hearing this, Yu Chen nodded and asked, "What did you do after that?"

Shangguan Jin was stunned and shook his head: "What do you mean by Elder Yu's words?"

Yu Chen said: "Mr. Chu... passed away."

After a pause, he added: "——Died an unexpected death."

At that moment, Shangguan Jin was shaken all over, with a look of sadness, covering his face and crying. After a long time, he said: "I am really saddened by the death of Mr. Chu. It is really unjust for such a generation of veterans to die a good death." ah!"

Yu Chen narrowed his eyes: "You don't know?"

Shangguan Jin immediately shook his head: "I swear to God, if Elder Yu hadn't told me today, I wouldn't have known about such a tragic retribution!"

Yu Chen looked at the mental mirror in his hand and then at Shangguan Jin. After confirming that he was not lying, his tone became calmer and he asked again: "Who is the person from Tianji Pavilion who came to talk to Mr. Chu that day? who?"

"It's Mr. Guo Zhen, the third-grade chief officer of Notiansi." Shangguan Jin replied.

"How to find him?" Yu Chen asked again.

Shangguan Jin immediately smiled bitterly: "Elder Yu, you overestimate me. I can only contact the envoys of Tianji Pavilion through the Tianji array, and then the envoys will convey the request to the chief officers of the Three Mountains and Twelve Divisions. It’s up to the adults to decide.”

After listening, Yu Chen nodded and said, "Master, this matter has nothing to do with you. I won't make it difficult for you. You just need to invite the third-rank official and Master Siming of the No Tian Division, Master Siming of the Tian Yan Division, and everyone who knows about Mr. Chu."

As he spoke, he recalled the situation of the so-called "No Tian Division".

"No Tian Division" is one of the twelve divisions of Tian Ji Pavilion. It is mainly responsible for the Dongxu formation of the entire East Wilderness, as well as the procurement and transportation of all materials of Tian Ji Pavilion. In a sense, it is equivalent to a "logistics" responsibility.

"Tian Yan Division" is also under the twelve divisions. It is responsible for the formation of Tian Ji, insight into the world, communication and supervision of many holy land families and countless major sects, and is responsible for the connection between Tian Ji Pavilion and the outside world.

When Shangguan Jin heard Chu Weizi's doubts, with his authority, he had no choice but to contact the sixth-rank official Tian Ji Envoy of the "Tian Yan Division".

But the person who came to Shangjing Yufu to talk to Chu Weizi was the one from "Nuo Tiansi".

There must be something wrong.

So since Tianji Taoist sent Yu Chen the Jiantian Lingfu, he should use it well.

——Everyone who was related to Chu Weizi's death, everyone who was related to the magic weapon "Duankong".

No one can escape.

However, Shangguan Jin didn't know Yu Chen's thoughts. When he heard this, his face suddenly turned pale!

—— My dear mother! You are not making things difficult for me? You should just kill me!

"Elder Yu... you are joking..." Shangguan Jin smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Don't mention the Lord Siming of the Nuotian Division, even the third-rank official Guo Ling is not someone I can meet, let alone invite them to the Shangjing Imperial Palace."

Facing Shangguan Jin's refusal, Yu Chen was not surprised. He took out a token, handed it over, and said: "From now on, Lord Fuling, don't call me elder."

Shangguan Jin took the token and looked at it.

It was cold and icy, and it was heavy in the hand. On the back was the anxious sword hanging on the top, and on the front was a silver hook and iron painting of the word "Jian".

At that moment, his head exploded with a bang!

All over his body, he trembled!

"Jiantian...Jiantian Token? The six main guards of Jiantianyu?!"

With a plop!

Shangguan Jin actually knelt down directly!

"Your subordinate Shangguan Jin, meet the main guards!"

"Can we do it now?" Yu Chen asked.

He was sitting on the chair in the living room, but it was uncomfortable to sit on it. He simply lifted his feet and sat on the table. He picked up an apple and put it in the room. With a snap, he bit it and the juice splashed.

"The apple is good."

"I can do it! I can do it! I can do it!" Shangguan Jin was sweating and nodded quickly!

Then he went down with the hot Jiantian Imperial Order in his hands at the fastest speed in his life.

In the living room, several waiters looked at each other and dared not say a word. Only the crisp sound of biting apples echoed in the air.

And two quarters of an hour later, accompanied by the hurried and fine footsteps.

Led by Shangguan Jin, one figure after another walked out of the door and entered the living room.

Shangguan Jin carefully presented the Jiantian Order with both hands and placed it on the table.

He lowered his voice and said, "Master Yu, everyone is here."

He glanced at the crowd and saw a man in a black robe. He was in his thirties, with a face as white as jade, a noble temperament, and a pair of black eyes, like the bottomless abyss, deep and immeasurable.

Shangguan Jin said softly, "Master Yu, this is the Heaven Eye Simian of the Twelve Departments, Lord Fei Sheng."

Then, he looked at another old man, who was in his fifties, tall and thin, with white hair and beard, serious, wearing a scarlet robe, and with an aura like the abyss, and said in a low voice, "This is the Twelve Departments of the Heaven Simian, Lord Zhao Gui."

Behind the two Simian, there were dozens of people in total, but Shangguan Jin did not introduce them.

Yu Chen sat on the table, holding the fifth apple and eating it bite by bite.

He just nodded in response to Shangguan Jin's words.

Then he continued to chew the apple in his hand slowly.

But he didn't say anything.

And he didn't say anything, so the two Si Ming and many other officials of Tianji Pavilion could only stand there and wait.

Shangguan Jin was almost soaked in cold sweat when he saw this!

Let's not talk about those officials, just the two Si Ming, regardless of their Taoism and combat power.

Their identities are already the top figures in the entire Tianji Pavilion.

——The twelve Si Ming, the three mountain heavenly masters, they are the only big figures who obey Tianji Taoist, and they control countless elite soldiers and huge resources!

In terms of status, even compared with the patriarch and the saint of the holy land family, they are not much inferior.

But at this moment, they are all waiting here, staring at each other, watching Yu Chen eat the apple.

One bite, one bite.

Snap, snap.

Crisp sound.

The atmosphere is stiff and dangerous.