Chapter 71
"Wait a minute," Yan Zhu thought of the temple in the mountains and asked tentatively, "So the temple on the mountain not far away was built by you?"
"It was His Highness Lang who ordered people to build it. It took a full year to complete." Kong Sangmu said, with a look of wanting to say something but stopping himself, and in the end he said nothing.
If the fairy sister and brother knew that he could only offer incense in the wilderness, or even in a dilapidated temple, and had no money to build a magnificent temple, they would be laughed at...
"This jade slip is a storage space. After you have done the blood test, you can use it for yourself. It contains various cultivation books and materials. Please explore them on your own. If you don't understand something, come and ask me."
Qingxuan handed the jade slip to Kong Sangmu.
Kong Sangmu's eyes welled up with excitement when he heard this: "Thank you, Brother Immortal! I will definitely practice hard! In the future, I will build more temples for you so that people can worship!"
Yan Zhu's face was filled with black lines, and he said earnestly: "Practice well, the temple and whether to worship or not, these are not important, understand?
Also, just call us by our names. Your way of addressing us is... strange and alienating."
Yanzhu scratched his head, feeling so ashamed.
Upon hearing this, Kong Sangmu nodded, not quite understanding.
"Oh, I've already sent someone to inform His Highness Lang. He should be here soon. Only with His Highness here can we enter the palace smoothly.
Because strange things have been happening frequently in and around the capital lately, causing panic throughout the city, the palace is heavily guarded and ordinary people are not allowed to enter."
Qingxuan looked towards the direction of the palace with a meaningful look in his eyes.
Yan Zhu followed the man's gaze and asked, "Could it be that formation?"
Qingxuan said: "Maybe."
As soon as he finished speaking, a familiar male voice came from outside the door, and the voice arrived before the person arrived -
"Miss Yanzhu, you're here!"
Xuanyuan Lang pushed open the door excitedly. When he saw that there was a strange man in the room besides Kong Sangmu, the words that were about to come out of his mouth got stuck in his throat, and he couldn't retract the emotions that were not yet concealed in his eyes.
Qingxuan narrowed his eyes as he looked at Xuanyuan Lang, who was reckless and superficial.
Suddenly, the latter felt a kind of scrutiny. He shrank his body and looked around with his peripheral vision. He always felt that the environment in the house was colder than the corridor.
"Why is your room a bit cold?"
He wanted to ask the stranger about his identity, but he was inadvertently met with the other party's cold and oppressive gaze, as if he had stepped into a thousand-year-old cold pool, so he swallowed the words on his lips.
"Is it cold?"
Yan Zhu was puzzled. It was midsummer in the human world at that time, and it was hot and irritating. But seeing Xuanyuan Lang's serious look, could it be because of the formation?
"Is it because of the palace formation?" Yan Zhu asked what was in his mind.
Qingxuan's expression was indifferent, and he said seriously, "Indeed, this formation doesn't last long, but the human world is not like the demon world. We have no resistance to this evil formation, and our chance of survival will be fading quickly."
Although Xuanyuan Lang didn't fully understand, he also knew that there was something unclean in the palace. He suddenly felt his scalp go cold, and it got even colder...
"Let's go without further ado." Yan Zhu paused, turned around and asked Xuanyuan Lang, "Can I enter the palace?"
"Sure, sure."
Kong Sangmu wanted to stay at the inn, but Qingxuan called out, "Let's go together."
"oh."
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The human world, the capital of the gods, Shouyang City, the royal palace.
With Xuanyuan Lang, the human-shaped token, leading the way, Yan Zhu and his group entered the center of the magic circle unimpeded.
Kong Sangmu: "So many flowers."
It would be more accurate to say that this is a large garden rather than a side pavilion. Yanzhu glanced around and found that flowers of all seasons were blooming in midsummer.
Qingxuan: "Who lives here?"
Xuanyuan Lang looked around, bewildered. The palace was too big, and there were too many concubines in the harem. A palace maid happened to pass by and replied in a hurry, "This is the Liuli Palace, where Miss Jing lives."
Xuanyuan Lang was immediately impressed when he heard this and introduced her to the others: "This Miss Jing is so stunning that she can make fish sink to the bottom of the water and geese fall to the ground. She has a stunning appearance, but it's not just her looks. She has a high level of cultivation and is one of the few masters in the entire God Clan who has reached the Fusion Stage."
Yan Zhu raised an eyebrow: "It's really amazing."
Even though the spiritual energy is so thin now, she can still cultivate to the fusion stage. It is certain that she is a talented cultivator.
"bite--"
When the wind blows, the bells swing, making a clear and pleasant sound. At the same time, a faint fragrance is carried by the wind and becomes faint in the air, which makes people feel excited.
"Who are you and what can you do for me?" The woman's voice was as sweet as a nightingale.
Yan Zhu felt a sense of familiarity, so she looked in the direction the voice came from. The person came in, dressed in flowers and willows, wearing a fine silk dress, a cloud shirt on the outside, and cloud brocade shoes. Her waist was slender, and her face was extremely divine as she swayed gracefully, like a fairy from the sky.
It's her.
The stunningly beautiful woman I met by chance in the mountain temple.
Is she the one who set up the fortune-stealing formation?
Yan Zhu subconsciously looked at Qing Xuan, only to see that the latter had a solemn expression, as if he was back to the night before the battle at Fangcun Mountain.
It seems that this person is not simple.
"I passed by this place and was so dazzled by the flowers that I forgot where I came from. If I have offended you, please forgive me, young lady."
Qingxuan stepped forward and bowed.
"I see," the strange woman said with a smile, "Meeting is fate. If you don't mind, the flower shop has some tea. Would you like to come and chat?"
Qingxuan turned around and glanced at Yanzhu with an ambiguous look in his eyes, then he stepped onto the stairs, leaving the woman with his back.
Yanzhu noticed the man's gaze and followed him without hesitation.
Kong Sangmu and Xuanyuan Lang looked at each other, both bewildered. Even when everyone sat down around the table, brewed flowers and made tea, and the fragrance wafted into their throats, the two of them still had a dazed look on their faces.
Only Qingxuan and three others had calm smiles on their faces, and they were trying to find out the news one after another.
"Just call me Jingyue. Some time ago, by chance, I had the honor of saving Crown Prince Xuanyuan, so I came to stay in this palace for a while. I will be leaving soon. I wonder where you two are coming from and where you are going?"
Jingyue poured tea for everyone one by one, her eyes and eyebrows gentle, like a fragrant lotus standing alone in the pond.
Yan Zhu did not want to secretly be labeled as the person who set up the Fortune-Seizing Array and become a femme fatale.
But there is a saying in the human world that you can know a person's face but not his heart. Moreover, when Qingxuan first saw Jingyue in the temple, he did not react at all. But when he saw Jingyue again in the Fortune-Seizing Formation, his expression was very solemn. There could only be one possibility.
The scene just now triggered the Yarrow Bead's premonition, and Qingxuan knew something.
The teacup rested lightly against her red lips. Yanzhu watched Qingxuan savor the tea carefully before she drank the full cup of tea.
Qingxuan drank the tea naturally, so it seemed that there was nothing tampering with the tea.
Qingxuan said politely, "I am honored to meet Miss Jingyue today, Qingxuan."
After he finished speaking, he tilted his head slightly and introduced the people around him, "This is Yanzhu."
Yan Zhu said, "We are monks just like you. We will stay here for a while and then leave."
Xuanyuan Lang's eyes were very bright, and he introduced himself: "My brother is the crown prince, but I think Miss Jing has never seen me, so just call me Xuanyuan Lang."
Kong Sangmu's eyes were timid, his head lowered, and he felt a little embarrassed. From his childhood, he remembered that ever since the Second Madam came, he was no longer needed at family banquets or meetings, and he could only stay in the backyard...
Yanzhu noticed Kong Sangmu's reaction from the corner of her eye and smiled, "Xiao Mu."
After he finished speaking, Kong Sangmu was stunned. So today... he was chosen instead of being ignored again.
"I..." The young man raised his head hastily, his ears slightly red, and quickly replied in a loud voice, "Kong Sangmu."
"Hello,"
Jingyue seemed not to notice this little episode, and said to Kong Sangmu with a smile: "This young talent is truly a rare talent that only comes once in a century."
Kong Sangmu blushed and thanked him softly.
Qingxuan stroked the teacup with his index finger. "When it comes to talent, the young lady is even better. I'd like to ask, where did the young lady learn her skills? Of course, you don't have to answer."
Jingyue smiled: "Self-taught, is that credible?"
Qingxuan's expression remained unchanged, a smile flickering on the corner of his mouth, and he asked tentatively: "Who are you looking for, young lady?"
Killing intent flashed in Jingyue's eyes, and her voice was cold: "Oh? How did you know?"
As the words fell, the wind stopped, the tea began to sway, the atmosphere in the air gradually became suffocating, and the oppression continued to deepen.
Yanzhu moved her index finger slightly, dispersing the pressure on Xuanyuan Lang and Kong Sangmu.
The latter finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Xuanyuan Lang wiped the sweat from his forehead: He is a mortal with no cultivation...
It's really a fight between big fish and the small fish suffer.
"Miss Jingyue, why are you so angry? He's a fortune teller, so it's reasonable for him to guess what you did. If you're really looking for someone, wouldn't having one more friend increase your chances?"
Yan Zhu looked at Jing Yue and said with a smile, "I think the person you are looking for is not a simple person."
The two sides stood in a standoff for a while. Jingyue Qinghan smiled with a hint of meaning. His eyes slid from Yanzhu to Qingxuan's face and he said deliberately, "Okay, but I want to talk to this young master Qingxuan alone. Miss Yanzhu, is that okay?"
"?"
Yanzhu raised an eyebrow and threw the hot potato to Qingxuan, "Of course, he has the final say on this matter."
The man chuckled softly, "I'm sorry, what Miss Jingyue proposed is not feasible. After all, we are a single man and a single woman, so we need to avoid suspicion."
"No."
Jingyue didn't show any displeasure on her face. She smiled and looked at the two of them again. "You all have profound cultivation and outstanding appearance. I think you are not ordinary people. Jingyue really has something to trouble you with."
Yan Zhu: "Miss, please feel free to speak."
She thought the other party would mention the matter of missing someone, but unexpectedly he mentioned the strange things happening in the palace.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has asked me to investigate the recent strange and chaotic events. They are related to a large-scale formation. This matter is of great importance and I cannot break it alone. I need your help."
Jingyue's voice and expression are so gentle that it's hard to refuse.
Yan Zhu raised an eyebrow and deliberately asked, "Large-scale formation?"
Jingyue nodded and said, "This formation can erode the vitality of the human body. Recently, the vitality of several people in the palace was lost overnight. The victims looked terrified and their bodies were withered, which was particularly scary.
And judging by the victim's identity, the next target is likely to be a young person in a high position of power."
After he finished speaking, Xuanyuan Lang immediately thought of someone.
He immediately stood up, his face anxious, and asked, "My brother! Is my brother in danger?"
Yan Zhu was curious: "Why is it your brother?"
Xuanyuan Lang said proudly: "My brother is amazing. He has handled political affairs well at a young age. At the same time, his cultivation has reached the peak of the Nascent Soul. Everyone in the court is satisfied with the current prince.
Because of my brother, I can eat, drink and have fun without any restrictions."
Jingyue nodded, "Indeed, Prince Xuanyuan is a man of dignified appearance, with a constant purple aura about him and blessed with dragon luck. He has done many practical things for the people, and his future is limitless."
Yanzhu glanced at Qingxuan, who was rubbing the rim of the cup with his index finger, his expression unclear.
If the Fortune-stealing Formation devours the fortune of a place, then people with extremely good fortune are the best targets.
In this case, Jingyue was not the one who set up the formation.
Could it be that the goal of this fortune-stealing formation is still the fortune of the entire palace?
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