The sound of wheelchair wheels turning was heard, and Bai Ziche walked over with the help of Bai Shi.

The moonlight sprinkled on the snow-white brocade clothes, adding a touch of softness to the man who was always gentle and polite: "Prince Shangguan".

Shangguan Ruiyi snorted coldly, clearly fed up with these people. Bai Ziche didn't mind and nodded at the inconspicuous man under the moonlight: "Sir..."

Ru Shi also nodded slightly, took two steps towards Bai Ziche, and said in a gentle tone: "Second Prince."

Standing among these talented people, he looks ordinary without any sense of incongruity.

Her temperament is indeed outstanding, like pine and bamboo, light and subtle, and unique in its own way.

Huangfu Lingao and others also noticed it, "Are you Mr. Rushi?" Zhou Nian asked with a little surprise.

"Mr. Zhou" nodded politely in response.

"Mr. Rushi, although I am in Shengyuan, I have heard that Mr. Rushi is the number one counselor in Tianqing.

He is highly regarded by the Emperor of Tianqing." Zhou Nian's eyes were filled with admiration and he knew that Mr. Rushi was no ordinary strategist.

In recent years, there have been constant wars on the border between Shengyuan and Tianqing, and the soldiers of Shengyuan are generally stronger than those of Tianqing.

The Di Po Sha Army led by His Royal Highness Crown Prince Sheng Yuan was even more brave and skilled in fighting, but they had never won a major victory.

The two armies remained deadlocked, and the reason was the inconspicuous man in front of them.

According to the intelligence received, Mr. Rushi is not only proficient in astronomy, geography, the five elements and the eight trigrams, but also well versed in the deployment of troops, the laws of war and strategy.

Huangfu Lingao also looked at Mr. Rushi. He didn't expect that Emperor Tianqing would send Mr. Rushi to assist Shangguan Ruiyi.

"What do you think about the road to Mount Qishan, Mr. Rushi?" Huangfu Lingao no longer doubted where Shangguan Ruiyi got the route map.

I'm afraid the things in the study were also left behind by this scheming strategist.

After hearing Huangfu Lingao's words, everyone present turned their eyes to Mr. Rushi.

Shangguan Ruiyi was a little annoyed that they paid more attention to a small strategist than to him, the prince.

Shangguan Ruiyi looked arrogant and said to Rushi in a commanding tone, "Rushi, since Crown Prince Huangfu asked you, then you should tell them."

"Yes," Ru Shi replied, "I believe everyone is familiar with the road we've traveled over the past three days. It's full of poisonous insects, rats, and ants, and it's abysmal and turbulent. It's about another two days' journey down to the top of Mount Qishan, but..."

"Just what? Is there anything more powerful than those?" Bai Ziyu said disdainfully.

Ru Shi's eyes were calm and his expression was calm: "Today, we arrived here at noon.

I discovered a canyon 3 miles ahead. The entire canyon is set up with a formation. The valley is surrounded by fog and the bottom cannot be seen clearly. This is the only way to Mount Qishan."

Bai Ziyu swallowed what he was about to say.

Zhou Nian couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Rushi, is there any way to break this formation?"

Ru Shi shook his head: "Not yet, I plan to go down to the valley to take a look."

Zhou Nian glanced at Huangfu Lingao and asked, "Mr. Rushi, could you take me with you?"

"Okay," he replied, and everyone returned to their tents to rest.

Qishan Mountain Summit

"Wu Chen..." An old and hoarse voice interrupted the meditation of the exiled immortal man in white.

Yu Wuchen paused slightly facing the jade gate, turned around, and his white clothes turned slightly, pure and without a trace of dust, forming a contrast with Yu Wuchen's cold face.

The person in front of him had white hair and beard, his face was covered with wrinkles like chicken skin, and there were obvious blood vessels on his high cheekbones. His whole face looked extremely weird.

A pair of weathered eyes were flashing with a sharp and heavy light at this moment.

It is also the only proof that the man in front of him is not a real sixty-year-old man.

Yu Wuchen stared at the man for a long while, then said with some difficulty, "Master." The man was Yu Wuchen's master, Yu Qingxuan.

Upon hearing this, a trace of relief appeared on Yuqing Xuanku's old face. He looked at the quiet jade door and sighed softly.

Looking at the young yet decadent disciple in white, it felt like a lifetime ago:

"Wu Chen, your master has been in seclusion for these years, and it has been difficult for you."

Twenty years ago, this child was only five years old. He followed behind him quietly every day. Although he was well-behaved and sensible, he also had the innocence and liveliness of a child.

Twenty years passed in a flash. When we met again, the little boy had grown into a young man with extraordinary temperament. However, there was no trace of worldly air in him anymore, and he looked cold and lonely.

Think about it, in the past 20 years, Yu Wuchen has never seen anyone else except those who occasionally came up the mountain to deliver daily necessities.

He couldn't even speak more than a few words in a year. Thinking of this, Yu Qingxuan's eyes showed more guilt and helplessness.

"This is my disciple's duty, and I am willing to do it," said Yu Wuchen.

Yu Qingxuan looked deeply at his beloved disciple and put away all his emotions.

Yes, this is Wuchen's duty, just as it was once his duty. "Do you know why I am out of seclusion this time?"

Yu Wuchen said: "I don't know"

Yu Qingxuan said: "When I was in seclusion, I calculated that there would be a great disaster in Qishan in the near future.

I am worried that what happened 20 years ago will happen again, and that outsiders will enter Mount Qishan."

The last sentence was not a question, but a confirmation that a large group of people had entered Qishan.

Tianqing went ahead, followed closely by Yunlang and Shengyuan. Most of the natural barriers such as poisonous insects, poisonous weeds, and fog barriers had been destroyed.

Although there were casualties among the various martial arts people who followed them, most of them had safely entered the heart of Qishan.

There was no change on Yu Wuchen's cold face, but Yu Qingxuan's brows were furrowed.

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