Qingtian lowered his eyes and saw a thin piece of gold paper in Xiang Sheng's palm, with the words on it garbled, like a secret code.
Looking at the arrangement pattern of the secret code, it seems to be his unique method of prohibition.
What this woman said is actually true?
With a wave of his hand, he took the gold paper away. After a moment of hesitation, he said, "Lock her up and guard her yourself."
The middle-aged man nodded immediately and took Xiang Sheng away.
Xiang Sheng saw Qingtian's reaction and did not resist. He allowed the middle-aged man to seal his cultivation and lock him up in the woodshed.
The woodshed was dirty and messy, but Xiang Sheng didn't mind. He sat down anywhere and looked at the remaining piece of gold paper in his hand with a thoughtful look.
The gold paper she just presented was not one, but two.
These two pieces of gold paper are engraved with the practice methods of the Breath-Concealing Technique, both of which were obtained from Xuanwang City two hundred years ago, one is real and the other is fake.
The real one was a gift from the Puppet Sect's leader, Tianqing's third disciple Xiao Wei, after his death.
The fake one is of Lu Zhu...
Xiang Sheng's eyes darkened for a moment, but soon returned to normal, and his knuckles slid across the paper.
She just overlapped two pieces of gold paper, and the moment Qingtian waved her hand, the two pieces flew out together.
However, when it came into Qingtian's hands, the real one collapsed on its own and then re-condensed in her hands.
"Is it the only one in time and space again..."
A glimmer flashed in Xiang Sheng's eyes.
If she had seen this clarity before entering the tomb of Emperor Tianlong, she might have been confused and bewildered.
But now, after experiencing that long baptism of memory, her mood of the years has greatly improved and her thoughts are extremely clear.
The golden paper with secret code of the Breath-Concealing Technique was made by Qingtian!
It's just that at this point in time, he hasn't created this thing yet, so the genuine encrypted gold paper will crumble at the first touch in his hands.
At this time, Qingtian should have mastered the restrictions on the gold paper.
Only in this way can we explain why Qingtian had an extremely unfamiliar reaction when he saw the gold paper, but he was able to see the clues and spare her life.
But in this way, all the speculation seems to have returned to the starting point.
According to the legend in Dongzhou, the Breath-Concealing Technique was created by Tianqing, the leader of the Puppet Sect.
Two hundred years ago, she discovered the words "Qingtian" hidden in the gold paper.
Before this, she always thought that "Tianqing" and "Qingtian" were the same person.
But according to Jiang Yi, "Tianqing" is a female cultivator.
But the Qingtian who appeared in front of her at this moment was a man.
Qingtian and Qingqiong also have only one son, and his wife and child have long since passed away. Qingtian is crazy about them, but it is impossible for him to remarry.
Tianqing, it is impossible that he is the descendant of Qingtian.
The sky can be tilted, the sky is blue... these two words are taken from the characters "天" and "青", which is "天青".
Tianqing is definitely related to the Qingtian couple.
His deduction was stuck again. Xiang Sheng pressed his brows, looked up at the expressionless middle-aged man standing at the door, and sighed silently.
It was reckless.
She heard it clearly before the last round of death.
The Qingtian couple are not idle and secluded here, but are forced by a force to hide here.
Under such circumstances, they are probably wary of the outside world every day.
It is normal that I was captured as I came here rashly and couldn't explain my purpose clearly.
There is no way to escape death this time, and I can only wait for the next time to start over.
But there is still some time until tomorrow morning, and she can't just sit here and wait to die.
When you think of this, she stood up and walked to the window of the woodshed, and said with a gossipy look on her face: "Brother, you and I are idle here anyway, why don't we chat for a while?"
The middle-aged man stood there like a pillar, not even turning his head, as if he had not heard Xiang Sheng's words.
Xiang Sheng was not discouraged and continued to ask slyly, "Brother, I heard that Master is very henpecked. Is that true?"
The middle-aged man froze and couldn't help but look back, his words filled with indignation: "Who told you that?"
"Of course it's the Master himself."
Xiang Sheng made up a story in all seriousness, "Where I got the gold paper, there were many traces of my master. I also saw a love letter my master wrote to his wife, which said..."
When the middle-aged man heard this, he quickly covered Xiang Sheng's mouth and said, "Stop talking nonsense!"
He spoke harshly, but sweat appeared on his forehead.
Is the master's little disciple stupid or what? How can he casually tell others about the master's private affairs?
As a slave, he didn't dare to listen to a single word!
"I'll let go, and you can't talk nonsense anymore."
The middle-aged man's tone softened, and there was a hint of respect in his eyes.
The master had just seen the gold paper and had an unusual reaction. After hearing what he had just heard... I'm afraid this woman really has some connection with the master, and he can't afford to offend her too much.
When Xiang Sheng saw the middle-aged man's reaction, he knew that this person was not very cunning, and nodded slightly.
The middle-aged man let go of his hand and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Xiang Sheng really didn't say any more.
But before he could fully exhale, he heard Xiang Sheng ask again, "Why aren't Master's wife and Xiao Bao'er here?"
The middle-aged man was really afraid that if he ignored Xiang Sheng, Xiang Sheng would say something shocking again. Besides, the whereabouts of the mistress was no secret.
So he was silent for a moment, and finally said: "Today is the Moon Festival, the mistress and the young master went out for a walk."
"ah?"
Xiang Sheng's face was filled with regret. "I should have come earlier. Master is truly cruel. If Master's wife were here, she would definitely stop us and grab Master's ears and give him a good scolding!"
The middle-aged man couldn't help laughing, but he quickly suppressed the corner of his mouth and said, "It's useless for you to come earlier. The mistress stayed at another house yesterday."
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