Chapter 406: The Secret of the Bright Lamp, Mirage, and the Sacred Jianmu Tree. This thing is destined to be with me.

Two messages.

One is related to the next great change in the world, and the other is related to the Mingdeng organization.

Hearing that the Ming Deng organization wanted to take advantage of the changes in heaven and earth to lure in the evil demons from outer space, Yi Chen couldn't help but feel moved. This Ming Deng organization had a conflict with him before. During the Evil Sword Master incident, this organization had cooperated with Chen Haichao and sent people to stop Yuan Jun from coming to help.

At this moment, Yi Chen couldn't help but grin a cruel smile: "Your Majesty, where did the Xu branch of the Mingdeng organization come from? I have accepted this matter, but knowing yourself and the enemy will ensure victory in every battle. I hope Your Majesty can help me solve some of my doubts."

Although he has now successfully broken the limit, and is even considered one of the strongest cultivators who have broken the limit once, Yi Chen still asked Qin Huang Ying Si for information about the Mingdeng organization.

Just because the Millennium Emperor was able to get this news in advance, Yi Chen knew that Daqin must have planted someone in the Mingdeng organization, and this person might even be of a high rank.

"Okay, I feel relieved with the National Master taking action." Ying Si smiled slightly and immediately began to tell Yi Chen about the internal situation of the Mingdeng organization.

"I have always been paying attention to this Mingdeng organization. It is composed of a group of monks who survive in the world in a special way. I think the Taoist priest should have heard some information about this organization from Zizaitian, but the Taoist priest should not regard the entire Mingdeng organization as a whole."

"As time went by, the Bright Light organization had already split internally. Now, based on different philosophies, it can be roughly divided into three factions."

"Among them, the Xu lineage is a group of useless people whose backbones have been taken away under the pressure of life and death. They are afraid of death, but they cannot break through their own limits. Therefore, some people in the Mingdeng organization have the idea of ​​joining the evil demons from outer space."

"Treacher?" Yi Chen touched his chin. This situation coincided with his previous prediction.

"Yes, what the Imperial Master said is very accurate. They are doing treacherous things." Ying Si showed contempt, and it was obvious that he looked down on the Xu branch of the Mingdeng organization.

"Master, you don't know that there are two factions in the Xu clan. As a traitor, they naturally need to find a good master. Thousands of years ago, they held a large-scale sacrificial ceremony, at the cost of twelve masters' death, and came up with a prophecy that the demons would rise. Therefore, the Mingdeng organization's Xu clan split into two major camps, Mirage and Evil Tower."

"Among them, the Mirage faction naturally wants to join the outer evil demons, while the Demon Tower faction actually advocates joining the demon clan."

When talking about the Demon Tower faction, Qin Emperor Ying Si's gaze was no longer one of contempt, but of disdain.

It would be fine if he defected to the evil demons from outer space, but defecting to the devil realm is no longer just a waste.

Yi Chen could quite understand Ying Si's contempt for the Demon Tower faction.

Just substitute Meibuki and Yinbuki from your previous life.

Although the Eagle Sauce looks like a lighthouse from a distance and a fly trap up close, no matter whether it is a lighthouse or a fly trap, their ancestors were wealthy after all, so it is understandable that they brag about it.

But Inbuki is no longer an ordinary person, he is a freak among humans.

Every country has great scholars and dwarf teachers who brag about the periodic table, and everyone has a peaceful smile on their face... Your Majesty, I understand you!

For a moment, Yi Chen and Ying Si looked at each other with mutual sympathy, and sighed in unison.

Damn, so unlucky.

After sighing, Ying Si continued, "In addition to the virtual lineage of the Mingdeng organization, there is also the real lineage and the true lineage. Most of the cultivators in the real lineage are hard-working people. Most of the cultivators in this lineage are lone rangers with strong strength. They all only cultivate themselves. As for their stance, this is not important."

I understand. They will help whoever wins. They just want to be the county magistrate's wife. It doesn't matter who becomes the county magistrate.

Yi Chen nodded slightly to show that he understood.

"As for the Zhen lineage." When talking about the Zhen lineage, Qin Emperor Ying Si immediately showed admiration, "Even I have benefited from the legacy of one of their predecessors."

"This lineage advocates resistance to save the world. There are not many people in this lineage, and their cultivation levels vary greatly, but they are all determined. I suspect that the powerful cultivator who "helps the world" you met when you were on a mission to Mount Longhu is the top master of the Zhen lineage. It's a pity that I have no chance to meet him."

"The one who wants to lead the evil demon from outer space this time is the Mirage master from the Xu lineage of the Mingdeng organization."

"I have received intelligence that they have secretly found a small section of Jianmu spiritual root that still has some activity. Relying on the foundation of their organization and watering it with Yangquan water, they have managed to revive this spiritual root. Now they have secretly cultivated a new Jianmu tree to a height of nine meters."

"Jianmu has the ability to communicate with heaven and earth. In ancient times, it was a bridge connecting heaven, earth, humans and gods. It has infinite vitality. When Jianmu matures, it can condense Jianmu Golden Fruit. Taking it can raise the limit of natural lifespan by 500 years. Nine is the maximum number. They plan to cultivate this Jianmu seedling to a height of more than nine meters when the heaven and earth change, so as to activate Jianmu's ability. At that time, they will use a large formation on the crown of Jianmu to communicate with the evil demons from outside the domain, sacrifice the entire Jianmu tree, and use this to open a passage to guide the evil demons from outside the world to come."

Yi Chen got anxious when he heard this, and immediately said in a solemn voice: "Your Majesty, how many masters does the Mirage Sect have? I just had an idea and calculated with my fingers. This Jianmu seedling has an indissoluble bond with me, Your Majesty."

"Although I am the Imperial Master of the Great Qin, there is not even a single treasure that can suppress the luck in the Pure Yang Taoist Palace where I live. Your Majesty, I think this sacred Jianmu tree is just the right one."

Emperor Qin: “….”

"If they don't have any masters, I can set off now!" Seeing that Ying Si didn't say anything, Yi Chen patted his chest and made a strong guarantee.

There was no way. His Hidden Dragon Temple was not well-equipped, and he didn't have any top-notch treasures. The halberd was barely qualified, but he couldn't stick it on the Falling Dragon Mountain, so what did Yi Chengzi use? The closer his hand was to the halberd handle, the farther the enemy would be from him. This was the truth that Yi Chengzi had realized.

"Don't worry, Imperial Master. I have already found out where they are hiding. It is on an isolated island west of the Qin Empire."

"I will kill anyone I see from the Xu branch of the Mingdeng organization, no matter who they are. This time, I will kill all the traitors on the island, leaving no one alive."

"The person with the highest cultivation on that island should have the ability to break through the limit once, but this group of lingering waste is naturally weaker than us. I will send General Wang Jian to bring the Ancestral Dragon Golden Edict and the National Master, and it will be foolproof."

Ying Si was filled with murderous intent at this moment.

The words of the Emperor Qin were very spirited and encouraging. The two assassins looked at each other, and Yi Chen immediately bowed and asked, "Your Majesty, when shall we set out?"

"General Wang Jian needs to mobilize troops to trap all the people in the mirage on the isolated island. It will probably take another day, and it will also take another day to debug the teleportation formation."

"So, I think it would be best to set off in four days!"

“Ah….Ah?”

Yi Chen looked up in confusion. Ying Si’s math ability almost made him unable to figure it out.

Soon, Ying Si's words came again, and Yi Chen's doubts disappeared.

"National Master, you don't know that the Jianmu tree is born with deficiencies, which is why it has been unable to break through the nine-meter height. Now the people of Mirage are cultivating the Jianmu sacred tree seedling at all costs, consuming a huge amount of natural materials and treasures every day to replenish the spiritual charm of the sacred tree."

"The news I received confirms that it will take at least ten days for them to complete their mission, but I think that to be on the safe side, it would be best for you to set off in four days."

"Now that my Great Qin family is so big and powerful, we should save as much as possible. Do you agree with me, Imperial Master?"

Wow, this old Deng... Yi Chen looked at the Millennium Emperor in amazement: "Your Majesty is truly a genius, I admire you!"

"Well, I also studied the contribution point system strategy written by the national teacher a few days ago every day, and only then did I have some insights."

"I still read the master's brilliant works every day, and I learn a lot every day. Through the master's brilliant works, I seem to see the master holding a big brush and writing articles for the world!"

“So if we talk about natural talent, the national teacher is better.” Qin Emperor Ying Si smiled slightly and waved his hand modestly.

"Damn, Old Deng has learned my weird ways. He is so wicked. It seems that those three days of long talks have indeed taught Old Deng a lot from me. I have to be more careful in the future." Yi Chen complained in his heart, flattered Ying Si a few more times, then flicked his sleeves and left.

People's physiques cannot be generalized. It has to be said that Qin Emperor Ying Si was indeed a person who integrated knowledge and action. He used whatever was useful and only focused on effectiveness. He was not lying when he said this. His learning ability was too strong and he was very spiritual, far surpassing the mediocre people like Captain Zhang.

It's so terrifying that he can draw inferences from one example without any special teaching.

As Yi Chen left, the pearl curtain behind Ying Si was gently pulled aside by a white jade hand, revealing a smiling face that was both angry and happy. It was the graceful woman whom Ying Si called Yue Ji.

"Jianmu is such a treasure, Your Majesty, are you willing to give it to Taoist Master Yichengzi?"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"There is no need for the imperial master to take action. With the foundation of our Great Qin, we can actually accomplish this." The graceful woman showed two rows of white teeth and smiled.

"Tsukihime, you are wrong."

"You have studied the imperial teacher's policy paper for many days. Don't you have any other insights?" Ying Si waved his hand and immediately took the graceful woman into his arms. He gently patted her buttocks with his big hands, motioning her to sit on his lap.

"Ma'am, if you can get something anytime and anywhere whenever you want, does it matter whether it is in your name or not?"

"The Imperial Master said that my Great Qin has too much control over some things and the cost of ruling is too high. I have now realized some truths."

"As for the sacred Jianmu tree, even if we succeed in getting it, we still don't know how much resources it will take to cultivate it to maturity."

"Given the character of the Imperial Master, if the sacred tree really bears the golden fruit of Jianmu in due course, or I want to borrow Jianmu for use, will the Imperial Master refuse?"

"So, what difference does it make whether the sacred Jianmu tree is in my hands or in the hands of the national teacher? Even if we take a step back, where else can the national teacher plant this Jianmu seedling except in Zhuilong Mountain? After all, his Hidden Dragon Temple does not have enough foundation."

Ying Si chuckled and pinched the graceful woman's creamy chin with his big hand.

"Using other people's money to do your own business is probably what the national master said about borrowing chickens to lay eggs. Yue Ji, although you are smart, you are still too immature. In terms of means, you are definitely not a match for the national master."

"Amazing! I didn't expect there would be so many twists and turns. But I'm not as good as the Imperial Master, so what? My husband is a man of great stature and wisdom. Taoist Master Yi is far more talented than Yue Ji, but my husband's wisdom is still above that of the Imperial Master. You and I are one as husband and wife, so Yue Ji still wins."

"Madam, you have such a clever tongue that I can't stop talking to you." Ying Si couldn't help but burst into laughter when he heard that.

"Want to borrow a chicken to lay eggs? Tsk tsk, Your Majesty is truly wise and powerful, and very spiritual."

Above Qingming, a burly Taoist stroked his chin and grinned, "What a pity, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, when I was selling the Tyrant Chicken, you were still on a woman's gums."

"Borrowing chickens to lay eggs does carry the risk of bankruptcy."

Yi Chen touched his lower abdomen and smiled with emotion. There was deathly silence inside his Pure Yang Prison of Fire. With the help of his broiler, he now had some vague ideas.

If his true power could break through two or three more levels, and if he could cultivate the Jianmu sacred tree to maturity, he would take Jianmu into his Pure Yang Prison in one go, and use Jianmu's boundless vitality to nourish that barren land. Who knows what the situation would be like.

With the Pure Yang Prison of Fire as the foundation, plant the roots of Jianmu in it, and then use it to recreate the universe. One layer of Prison of Fire is not enough. If you can create eighteen levels of hell, and Jianmu can penetrate through layers of purgatory, this is the real scene of immortals.

If one wants to be a Martial Ancestor, one must naturally have the courage to be one, especially since Yi Chen has already discovered the idealistic and materialistic nature of his golden finger. How can he accomplish great things if he doesn't even dare to think about it?

"I swallowed a Jianmu tree, and my fate is in my own hands!"

"If my life is all mine, then I can plant a golden lotus in the fire!"

"At worst, I can find a way to split off a small section of the seedling before swallowing Jianmu, leaving some incense for this spiritual root of heaven and earth."

“In short, even if you, Ying Si, are a thousand-year-old emperor, a peerless hero, and a powerful figure who has broken the limit three times, you can’t even think of getting my Jianmu sacred tree for free!”

"Unless you pay more!"

If Jianmu is swallowed, the chicken will be gone. If the chicken is gone, how can it lay eggs? Of course, as long as the money is in place, the Qin State Master will have his own way.

Once the thought was made up, Yi Chen's mind suddenly became clear. He couldn't help but grin and laugh. The Taoist's joyful singing echoed again above the blue sky.

"I am the Martial Ancestor who created the world~"

"Who dares to kick over my incense burner~"

"Where is the bright light~"

"I beat you so hard that you can only walk at night~"

Amid the joyful singing, they soon arrived at the Falling Dragon Mountain. A huge three-eared incense burner, from small to large, came into Yi Chen's sight.

"Master! Master!"

When the many strong men in the square saw Yi Chen coming, they all showed looks of reverence on their faces, as if they had seen a god.

Taking square steps, the burly Taoist walked through the crowd and headed towards the black throne above. Three golden iron balls were circling above his big hands, exuding great momentum.

(End of this chapter)