"The blood he left behind can restrain all evil spirits in the world. No wonder the black fog dare not enter this hall. It turns out that the old prince's body is here."
Hearing Cong Yun sighing about the extraordinary bloodline of the Tianqi royal family, Kong Ju seemed to be worried.
He lowered his fingers and slowly closed the old prince's eyes again.
As his eyelids closed, the golden light surging in the hall was cut off from its source.
Only three candles as thick as arms were left in the hall, still burning.
Kong Ju's face was so pale under the candlelight that not a trace of blood could be seen. He said four words to Cong Yun softly: "This is a big deal!"
"The old prince died in Kuroro Temple, but the royal family didn't react at all."
"Tianqi also has no rumors about the old prince dying in Kuruo Temple."
"Even Master Pu Hui doesn't know about this."
"Without anyone noticing, a powerful and influential person disappeared from Tianqi."
"Such a method is appalling."
After saying this, Kong Ju's hands and feet were already cold.
Before the old prince, there was a Zen Master Jishi who was at the peak of his powers, but even his body has not been found.
The truth about this Kuruo Temple is simply not something they can bear.
He already regretted coming in.
Cong Yun was silent for a moment. He seemed to have more accurate information about the old prince. He transmitted a message to Kong Ju: "After Grandmaster Pu Hui returned to Tianqi from the Kuruo Temple, he and the old prince had correspondence for hundreds of years."
"We even met twice in Tianqi. This was all said by Grandmaster Puhui himself."
"I am sure that the old prince died of old age."
Kong Ju rubbed his brows and laughed: "Died of old age?"
"When the royal bloodline reaches the end of its life span, it must enter the Chaodi Ancient City."
"That is the mausoleum that Baidi built for the Tianqi royal family. Unless an immortal comes, no one can take the bodies of the Tianqi royal family away from Chaodi Ancient City."
There is also a heirloom order in Kong Ju's Qiankun bag.
No one knows better than him the status of Chaodi Ancient City in Tianqi.
Therefore, Yun’s speculation is not valid.
This sentence made Zongyun frown. Obviously, this was a suspicious point that he had overlooked.
Now when I think about it, my hair stands on end.
Kong Ju had already stood up quietly and took a look at the main hall.
He originally thought this was a safe place, but it turned out to be more unsettling than the black fog.
He swallowed his saliva and transmitted his voice to Congyun, slowly telling him a guess that had arisen in his mind: "Monk, you said that Master Puhui said that he was obsessed with appearances and only realized it when he passed away."
"Maybe when he entered this Kuroko Temple, the old prince who came with him had already died in this Kuroko Temple."
"The one who walked out of Kurawa Temple with him was not the real old prince."
"After all, Master Pu Hui at that time could no longer tell the old prince's true identity."
Kong Ju's inference is just a guess.
But there are also some that agree with logic.
After all, as soon as he entered Kuruo Temple, he was trapped in a fantasy world for ten years.
It is not impossible that the existence that wiped out the Kuruo Temple overnight could have deceived Master Puhui.
As soon as this inference came out, even Kong Ju felt horrified.
Not to mention Cong Yun, whose brows were already furrowed into a line, and he asked softly:
"Who is the old prince who has been exchanging letters with Grandmaster Pu Hui for so many years? They have met twice in Tianqi."
"Master Puhui was blinded. How powerful is the Tianqi Imperial Family? How could so many masters be blinded? Can't they see any clues?"
What Congyun said makes sense.
This left Kong Ju speechless for a moment.
But the body of the old prince in front of him was definitely not fake.
There are so many mysteries that Kong Jue is confused.
But deep down he hoped that the culprit had left Kuruo Temple.
In this way, at least both myself and Congyun are safe.
"No matter what, the old prince's body must be taken away." Kong Ju pointed at the old prince's body in front of him and said with a firm expression: "My master's wife is the fifth princess of the Tianqi Dynasty. I want to bring the old prince's body to her."
If Kong Ju's inference is true.
Then the culprit who disguised himself as the old prince might still be hiding in the Tianqi royal family.
His master's wife and his junior sister Huangfu are both in the imperial city.
Kong Ju could no longer stay out of it.
"Okay, I can accompany Mr. Kong to the imperial city." In order to find out the truth, Congyun also expressed his willingness to go to the imperial city with Kong Ju.
The old prince has great cultivation in his life, so naturally his Dharma body is also quite impressive.
And there is a strong scent of the human emperor’s blood in it.
Kong Ju tried many times but failed to put it into the Qiankun bag.
This made Kong Ju look embarrassed.
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"Donor Kong's storage bag is not an ordinary thing. It can store ordinary spiritual items."
"But the old prince's body is not an ordinary spiritual object. Without the corpse-fixing spell, it cannot be collected."
Fortunately, Cong Yun saw the clue and cast a corpse-fixing spell while speaking, temporarily sealing the old prince's blood. It was then put into Kong Ju's Qiankun bag.
Otherwise, carrying such a dead body out would cause such a big commotion.
Cong Yun displayed Yunmo's unique skills many times, which made Kong Ju look at him with new eyes. He sighed sincerely: "Monk, you must be a famous figure in Yunmo."
Congyun smiled but said nothing.
The two of them got to know each other through wine and meat, and experienced hardships together in the Kuruo Temple, so they had a foundation of trust.
Now that they had witnessed the old prince's corpse together, they had a common goal to solve the mystery.
Trust is taken to a new level.
As a result, the tone of both parties became much more casual.
As the prince's body was taken away by Kong Ju, the black fog hovering outside the palace began to stir again.
Without the shock of the Human Emperor's blood, they began to tentatively move toward the main hall.
A lot of black fog rolled in, making the door panels of the main hall rattle.
Kong Ju tilted his head, glanced at the black fog that was beginning to pour into the main hall, and urged Cong Yun, "Let's go, keep moving forward!"
"I have seen the courtyard of Zen Master Jishi in that dreamland of silence and perfection, and I know which direction it is in."
"Let's go there now, maybe we can find some clues."
At the same time, he silently added in his heart that there might be clues about the Basalt Furnace.
Hearing the name of Master Jishi, there was no reason for Congyun to refuse. He immediately held the relic and walked out of the main hall under the guidance of Kong Ju, heading towards Master Jishi's courtyard.
During this process, it is natural that one cannot avoid being disturbed by the surrounding black fog.
Fortunately, there is the relic of Master Puhui. Even the light it emits passively is enough to prevent those evil things from getting close.
As Kong Ju walked, he glanced at the relic in Cong Yun's hand and secretly speculated, "This relic is probably a magical weapon of the spiritual level."
After all, it is the condensation of the monk's entire life's cultivation and the Buddha statue.
When it comes to dealing with evil, it's probably more powerful than ordinary spirit-infused weapons.
Fortunately, Congyun had the relic, which allowed them to escape unimpeded in the Kuruo Temple, saving them a lot of trouble.
While they were thinking, they were already not far from Master Jishi's courtyard.
The black mist seemed to have discovered their intention and surged even more violently.
Whoosh! The raging wind caused many buildings to collapse, forming extremely strong wind pressure, pressing towards Kong Ju and the other person, trying to stop them from moving forward.
But the relics become stronger when they encounter a stronger force.
Bang! Brilliant colorful rays of light burst out from Yun's hands, instantly illuminating the area within a hundred feet.
The moment the black fog touched the light of the relic, it melted away instantly.
In an instant, the area within a hundred feet became clear and bright.
After the relic's power swept through, the black fog realized that the relic was not easy to deal with.
He only dared to linger a hundred feet away and dared not take another step forward.
"Hmph!" Kong Ju looked at the retreating black fog and snorted coldly. He said to Cong Yun, "The controller behind this black fog is definitely conscious and has high intelligence. It is most likely Ji Yuan."
"Let's go!" Zongyun said nothing more, just holding the relic and continued to move forward. (End of this chapter)