Chapter 488: Chief Constable (First Update)

Ruan Yushu was obviously stunned. This was not like the food in Shendu. She could answer it fluently.

After a moment of silence, she frowned and said while thinking: "I have heard from my grandfather that Shendu Zhao family currently has two half-step Dharmakaya masters. One is called Zhao Wuyan, who was born many generations ago and has a very high generation. He is over 180 years old. If his life span had not been extended in his early years, he would have passed away. The other is the youngest uncle of the current emperor. His name is Zuo Jingshi. He just turned 80, half a generation older than the magic master and the mad king. He was also a famous figure in the past."

"It's a pity that he was defeated by the sharp magic master in his prime, leaving behind "I was so overwhelmed by the shadow that I guarded the imperial mausoleum for thirty years. It was not until recent years that I cut off the spiritual troubles and entered the realm of half-step Dharmakaya."

If we only talk about the top fighting power of the family, except for the Cui family of Pingjin and the Gao family of Changle, the Zhao family of Shendu can almost be ranked with the unfathomable Wang family of Jiangdong... Meng Qi secretly sighed: "Are these two strong men in Shendu now?"

The reason why the Gao family of Changle was put in front was because Meng Qi felt that his "sworn brother" Gao Lan, the former mad king, might have secretly condensed his Dharmakaya!

"At least one will be in Shendu. 'Eight Extremes Heavenly Dragon' Zhao Jingshi may still be sitting in the imperial mausoleum to complete his soul." Ruan Yushu was deeply loved by the elders and knew many secrets. "There are so many other royal strongmen that it is really difficult to know them all. Well, two of the masters of the Eight Great Gods are descendants of the Zhao family..."

She told what she knew one by one, her voice was cold and pleasant, like the sound of a piano.

Meng Qi listened and thought carefully, trying to see which powerful royal family member might covet the throne and try to fish in troubled waters, but he had no idea, because there were indeed many people who could benefit from it.

He put the matter aside for the time being, and was about to say goodbye, when he suddenly frowned.

"Is there something wrong?" Ruan Yushu's eyebrows moved slightly.

Meng Qi took a breath: "I thought it was natural before, but now I think it's quite wrong. With the difference in strength between Guangcheng Tianzun and Changqing, even if he is a decent person and does not kill people unnecessarily, it would be easy to knock him out before Changqing noticed it. How could he see the mask clearly and expose Xianji's involvement in this matter?"

Did Guangcheng Tianzun deliberately tell him?

Does this mean that he also knows his real identity?

Meng Qi was trapped in this distress and couldn't get out for a while.

"The darts were divided into two parts, and the other part was obtained by Luojiao and Mietianmen. They have no trace and are very deep in hiding, making them difficult to find. In this case, if we want to gather the darts, we must "lure the snake out of its hole." Ruan Yushu's dark eyes did not have any doubts, and she felt that this was natural.

Meng Qi suddenly realized that Guangcheng Tianzun deliberately left traces to let Luojiao and Mietianmen follow the clues to find them. Otherwise, it would be very difficult to find the two evil sects that were hiding without any flaws in such a big city of gods.

"Are they not afraid that Luojiao and Mietianmen will see their plan and take advantage of it?" Meng Qi felt that the fairy trail was a bit risky. No one knew how many strong men Luojiao and Mietianmen had sent.

Ruan Yushu pursed her lips: "Maybe they have other support."

She paused and said: "If they encounter it, what will you do?"

"What can you do? When gods fight, mortals stay away. You can hide as far as you can." Meng Qi answered subconsciously.

Ruan Yushu shook his head: "The Divine Capital Array has been partially opened, and can sense larger movements and respond. If they don't want to stay in the Divine Capital forever, they will definitely take the initiative to sever their connection with the power of heaven and earth when fighting. In this case, the gap between you and them is infinitely narrowed, and there is no lack of room for you to use your skills."

Meng Qi nodded thoughtfully: "That's right, unless they go to the Divine Capital to fight diplomatically, they have to lead the other party out of the Divine Capital. The traces of chiseling are too obvious, and I'm afraid no one will be fooled."

"In fact, I hope they can each take half of the darts, so that the conspiracy behind them can no longer be launched, so as not to interfere with the Qionghua Banquet and let us complete the task smoothly. But it seems that they are unwilling to give up. Sooner or later, there will be a contest, and it is better to get the immortal trace."

After being reminded by Ruan Yushu, Meng Qi suddenly felt that he had the possibility of "confronting" the strong outsiders!

After leaving the Ruan family, it was almost dusk, and Meng Qi went straight to the Six Gates headquarters.

With the last attack as a foundation, he could swagger over there. As long as it was not frequent, it would not arouse suspicion.

"Mr. Su, I haven't seen you for a long time. I hope you are doing well." Meng Qi met a captain as soon as he entered the ancient garden. He had a long beard with five strands, his eyes were always narrowed into a line, he was wearing dark red clothes, and a silver seal was hanging around his waist, but the silver line was replaced by a purple ribbon.

Meng Qi thought about it briefly and remembered who this person was. He smiled and bowed: "Captain Qian has been transferred to the headquarters of Shendu?"

This person is Qian Kai, the silver seal captain of Yingcheng, who once teamed up with Meng Qi to hunt down Old Zhongtou.

Qian Kai laughed and said, "At that time, I was lucky enough to force Shenhua away and help the prince escape from trouble. I was promoted and transferred back to Shendu for my merits."

Because he was transferred back to Shendu for helping the prince... Meng Qi looked at Qian Kai with more scrutiny. Did this guy secretly support the prince?

"At that time, I didn't know that Master Su was born in the Shenwei Marquis Mansion and was the nephew of Su Shenpo. It was really like a family that didn't recognize each other..." Qian Kai said after a few pleasantries, "Qian will hold a banquet in a few days. If Master Su is free, please come and show your face."

Meng Qi smiled and said, "If you are free, I will definitely attend the banquet."

He had made up his mind not to go, and didn't want to be involved with the prince.

Zhuyi Tower is located in the center of the garden, between several towering trees. The environment is quiet and looming. It is the office of the chief constable of the Six Gates.

As soon as he arrived at the door, a man walked out. The constable's uniform was light gold in color. He was of medium height and had gray hair, but his eyes were sharp and deep, as if all secrets could be revealed in front of him.

His nose was slightly hooked, and his face was wrinkle-free, but he was majestic and seemed to rarely smile.

What made Meng Qi's scalp numb was that he had a golden thread hanging from his waist, with a dark golden dragon claw hanging from it!

This man must be Ke Weilan's father, Ke Yuzhang, one of the eight great constables, the "Dragon Claw Constable", a master!

Seeing Meng Qi, Ke Yuzhang nodded, his expression neither angry nor annoyed:

"Well done, if it weren't for your attack, how could these unworthy descendants understand that there are always people better than you, and how could they work hard to avoid becoming playboys."

Even if he practiced the "Heaven-Changing and Earth-Strike Technique" and was good at sensing the other party's emotions, Meng Qi couldn't tell whether Ke Yuzhang was really praising him or mocking him. He was like a dead sea, without any waves!

"Thank you, Master Constable." Meng Qi bowed.

"Go in quickly, the chief constable is waiting for you." Ke Yuzhang didn't say much and left with his hands behind his back.

Meng Qi took a breath, his heart was as calm as a lake, no ripples anymore, and he stepped into the most mysterious, authoritative and speculative place in many people's minds.

The Zhuyi Building is decorated in a simple and unadorned style, just like an ordinary residential building.

A man stood in front of the building, his face was like a full moon, and his facial features were all very good. If he lost weight, he would be a good-looking middle-aged man, but he was obviously fat.

He had a sword on his waist, and a golden ornament was hung on his waist, a purple roc with the sword as its wings.

"Hello, Uncle Liu." Although he had never met him, Meng Qi could recognize his identity. He was Liu Shengming, the "Purple Roc God Constable" among the Eight God Constables, Liu Shuyu's father, and a top master of the Sixth Heaven.

Liu Shengming smiled like a Maitreya Buddha: "The Su family has a child like you, which really makes us envious. Not bad, not bad, no wonder Shuyu has praised you so much."

"Okay, the emperor and the chief constable are waiting for you upstairs, listen to me talk at the dinner."

"Dinner?" Meng Qi was a little puzzled.

Liu Shengming said with a smile: "The Yu family of Nanzhou came to Beijing last night. Because your father helped us in the past, we came to thank you today."

"We haven't seen each other for many years. Your father plans to hold a banquet in the other courtyard and invite me and others. It is considered lively and also allows the younger generation to get closer to each other so as not to alienate the friendship."

Why does it sound like a blind date banquet when he hears him say it... Meng Qi's eyes twitched unconsciously.

Liu Shengming said nothing more and turned to lead Meng Qi upstairs.

The stairs were old and there was always a creaking sound when stepping on them, but Meng Qi and Liu Shengming were not ordinary people. They walked as fast as water and climbed to the second floor silently and entered the signing room of the chief constable.

There were mostly bookshelves in the room, and the places that were inconvenient for outsiders to peek were separated by screens. It was called a screen, but it was actually a rare treasure. At least Meng Qi's induction could not bypass it!

In front of the screen painted with the pattern of immortals worshipping the Emperor of Heaven sat a man wearing a dragon robe and a crown. His appearance was somewhat similar to Zhao Heng and others. When he was young, he was a handsome man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, but now his eyebrows are sparse, his hair is gray, and there are many wrinkles around his eyes and lips.

Meng Qi suddenly felt strange. Although the current emperor is not powerful enough, he is at least a first-class master. His life span is more than two sixty years old. Now he is only in his sixties and has an old look. It is estimated that he will not live more than twenty years, or even shorter.

There is a cushioned chair at the lower left of the emperor. A man sits on it, neither servile nor overbearing.

He has light black and yellow hair, ordinary appearance, and it is hard to tell his age. He looks like an old man next door, but also like a middle-aged man, with wide robes and sleeves, and a turban on his head.

Sensing him, Meng Qi felt like sensing the boundless universe, empty, deep, vast, broad, and hard to see the edge.

"Sima Shi, the chief constable of the Six Gates..." Meng Qi whispered to himself.

He didn't have a fancy nickname, but the three words "chief constable" alone could make people bow their heads unconsciously.

"Your Majesty, I'm honored to meet you, the chief constable." Meng Qi saluted as a junior to an elder, rather than kneeling to meet the emperor.

The emperor raised his eyebrows slightly, not knowing whether he was angry or annoyed, and suddenly laughed, turning to look at Sima Shi: "Sima, when you first met me, you had the same attitude, and your reputation as a mad sword is well-deserved."

Meng Qi breathed a sigh of relief quietly, he did so on purpose, since he was called a mad sword, he must be mad.

Chief constable Sima Shi said calmly: "People who pursue martial arts should be like this."

After that, he looked at Meng Qi: "Tell me about your Jianghu affairs, the emperor and I are very curious."