Yue Shiru's brain froze for a moment, and he even subconsciously looked behind the young Taoist priest. Then he realized that the land god in front of him seemed to be frightened by none other than the gentle young Taoist priest. A sense of absurdity and rightness actually emerged in Yue Shiru's heart at the same time.

He said it had been dealt with.

Is this how it was handled?!

What a strong murderous intention and what a murderous nature!

No wonder it could make the [Lian Yang Sword] both shocked and frightened!

No wonder the Lianyang Sword reacted to him.

Qi Wuhuo opened his mouth and replied: "The Arctic Exorcism Institute only handles special matters. If there is no delegation, it cannot perform the duties of the Arctic Exorcism Institute. You don't need to be so afraid of me..." The duties of the Arctic Exorcism Institute are similar to the final part.

These symbols are given to each task after the target is determined.

Many things are managed by the Great Lord of Justice.

There is no need to go to the Immortal Execution Platform for a list.

My Arctic Exorcism House won’t accept it!

But the God of Land was still shocked and frightened, and he was unable to speak, even telling how he had stolen Ling Miao Gong's wine. It was true that the mountain gods who had been drinking and feasting together with him a few days ago were all deposed by this man in the blink of an eye, stripped of their deity positions, and sent to the underworld to atone for their sins.

The longer you live, the more you cherish your life.

Most of the freedom that the gods of the earth gain is due to the status of the gods of mountains, rivers and earth.

How can I not be afraid?

Yue Shiru was in awe and responded, "Master, I don't want to inquire about your identity."

Qi Wuhuo was silent and said, "I'm only here temporarily."

The young Taoist subconsciously glanced inside the Lianyang Temple. The old Taoist was refining elixir, and the young Taoist was squatting there stroking the three yellow chickens. He nodded in understanding and said, "I understand, I understand."

The real person would certainly not want to reveal his true identity.

He also didn't want the young Taoist to know his murderous nature.

The real person saved his life, so there is no problem in helping to cover up these small things.

So he confidently bowed and said, "Don't worry, I won't tell you anything."

"Rather, what are you doing out here, Master?"

Yue Shiru thought he understood everything, but he changed the subject rather abruptly.

Qi Wuhuo did not dwell on this matter, looking into the distance, he said:

"To find a place for the people in that village to settle down."

Yue Shiru was puzzled.

…

Qi Wuhuo used the method of concealing his appearance with the light of water, and then went to the Mingzhen Taoist Alliance again. The young King Qin came as promised. The follow-up affairs of that village would require a lot of manpower to settle properly. The immortals and officials in heaven and earth would not interfere in the affairs of the human world. Qi Wuhuo only came to find King Qin for the follow-up affairs of this village.

No matter how poorly they have fallen, they are still royal relatives.

His words are often more useful than others running around for their legs.

The young King of Qin responded, "I see. Master, don't worry about this matter. Just leave it to me."

Qi Wuhuo nodded. During this period of time, he would come here whenever he had free time. Today, just like in the past, Qi Wuhuo used his fifty years of experience as an official in his dreams and his grasp of the future trends to guide the young King of Qin. The latter was smart, and had been taught by many famous teachers since he was young. After his father's death, his character changed, and with Qi Wuhuo's guidance, he had achieved something.

During a short break, the young King of Qin, holding a cup of tea, suddenly said, "Teacher, something happened in the capital recently."

"I heard that the youngest prince was suffering from a serious illness. After returning to the capital, he suddenly fell into a deep sleep and could not wake up."

"I also heard that the seventh brother suddenly rode into the palace and never came out again. The military strategist suddenly started to get very close to the fourth brother, and the current saint didn't seem to say anything. Even someone like me, who has no way of knowing the inside story, can see that the current situation is troubled..."

The seventh prince trampled on the palace?

Qi Wuhuo was slightly surprised.

This incident never happened in Huangliang's dream.

Qi Wuhuo had been prepared for something that had never happened in reality, but he did not expect it to happen in this way. Qi Wuhuo quickly identified the reason and guessed that it was probably because he had killed the Qianlong Guard, which caused the prince to panic and leave Zhongzhou, and made the Seventh Prince curious about the affairs of Jinzhou.

In the Dream of the Yellow Millet, the Seventh Prince is a man of upright character.

Suddenly learned the truth.

After the initial inability to accept it, I'm afraid it will eventually evolve into a confrontation between father and son, and then they will draw their swords against each other.

Qi Wuhuo sorted out his thoughts.

Seeing the young King Qin biting his pen, as if thinking about something, he deliberately asked, "What do you think?"

The young King Qin replied as a matter of course: "Of course, I think that with such a big storm, something big will definitely happen in the capital. It's like a whirlpool. If you step into it carelessly, you may be in danger of death. Even if the saint doesn't take action for the sake of face, I will still have to imprison him!"

"I managed to escape with my sister, and I don't want to go back!"

The young King of Qin looked frightened.

Qi Wuhuo nodded slightly and didn't say much. When the day ended, the young King of Qin still did what he did in the past. He first went to distribute porridge, then went to stroll around the bustling streets of Zhongzhou City. If he saw anything new, he would buy it. When he returned home, he saw his sister and mentioned what happened today to Li Qiongyu.

Li Qiongyu asked: "Do you really think so?"

The young King of Qin held his chin with one hand and played with the pendant with the other, saying in boredom: "...Of course, why, do you still want to join in the fun? Sister, it's very dangerous, Seventh Brother is silent, he is a general at the border, and he was silent just like that!"

"Wouldn't it be suicide for us to go there? No, no, no."

"We finally managed to escape from the capital. Now we must take advantage of the fact that the dog emperor has no time and energy to care about us. We should run as far as possible and get rid of his sentries. By then, with the silver and treasures on us, we can live well even if we go to the demon country and enjoy life in the world."

Li Qiongyu didn't say much, just said lightly: "Okay."

"Give me the article you wrote today."

The young King of Qin took out the article and showed it to Li Qiongyu.

Then he took out a hairpin as if presenting a treasure, and said, "Sister, I found a merchant from the demon tribe in Zhongzhou City today. Their hairpin has red jade on it, which is extremely pure. But you know that precious jade like red jade will have a trace of evil spirit if the color is slightly off, but this jade hairpin does not have that. It is pure and clear, and it is a top-quality item."

"It's just right for you, sister!"

“I liked it as soon as I saw it and bought it.”

Li Qiongyu flipped through the files without looking up, and said calmly, "I know."

The young King of Qin felt embarrassed, coughed, put down the jade hairpin, and then slipped out obediently. He looked at the sky outside, sighed for a long time, and waved to the maid to buy more good food, saying that it was almost winter and his sister was weak, so she needed to eat more to replenish her body.

Then he picked up a pot of wine, went to his own courtyard, and drank under the flowers and trees.

Looking at the wine, recalling the teacher and sister he saw today, he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, and said silently to himself: "I'm afraid I disappointed them. Instead, I became a Prince of Anle who doesn't miss his hometown or his enemies. When the world changes, it's time for heroes to rise. How could I not know?"

Nothing can be achieved without struggle.

It is impossible to seek revenge in such a situation without taking risks.

"But if that's the case..."

He paused for a moment, thinking that if he chose to take advantage of the reshuffle to reenter the capital, even if he really gained a foothold, he would be faced with many storms and storms. He would be fine at that time, but what about his sister? In order to relax the emperor's vigilance, his sister had wasted her entire life of luck and cultivation, and her life span was less than fifty years.

Otherwise, the emperor would not let them leave.

Sister doesn't need to look for any method to prove her Tao through Yin Shen.

His life had already been saved by his sister, so how could he choose to drag his sister into a bigger vortex?

He could not do such a thing as giving up his blood relatives for power, so it seems that he is not a hero after all. The young King of Qin suddenly felt a little depressed. His reason told him that he should do this. This was almost torn for himself by the Seventh Prince with his life. This was the only chance to join the current prosperous era, at least on the surface.

But his emotions prevented him from making a decision, so he just drank all night and got drunk.

Then the next day he was punished to kneel.

Kneel down obediently.

My knees hurt and my head hurts.

When he saw his teacher again, he used the incense on his body to cover up the smell of drunkenness. Qi Wuhuo looked up at the young King Qin in front of him. The latter looked no different from before. The young Taoist shook his head and said, "You worship me as your master, but I haven't given you a gift yet."

The young King Qin's eyes lit up slightly, and he said, "Ah? Is the teacher finally going to give his disciple a meeting gift?"

"Disciple has been waiting for a long time."

"What treasure is it?"

"Is it a famous sword or a secret manual? Whatever it is, I will treasure it."

"Famous sword? Secret manual? None of them."

The young Taoist answered, without any mysterious magical powers. He just calmly reached into his sleeve, took out a scroll, and handed it to the King of Qin. The smile on the latter's face suddenly changed when he unfolded the scroll, as if he saw a sharp sword, or heard the roar of thousands of troops when he was young.

He slowly raised his head and looked at the Taoist in front of him: "Dapeng Fu?"

"This volume is the real Dapeng Fu, which the prince took to give to the saint..."

The young King of Qin paused.

That's of course false.

The prince's luck has already gone bad, and he is about to present a false Dapeng Poem in public; the seventh prince rides his horse into the forbidden palace; the military nobles take refuge with the fourth prince.

The young King of Qin was kneeling, in front of him was a young Taoist with peaceful eyes. The bamboo curtain on one side was blown up by the wind, outside was the city and the world. On the table in front of him, it seemed as if the criss-crossing situation of the dynasty had turned into the capital city, which was originally in an absolute balance under the checks and balances of the saints, but now it has undergone a great change.

It's time to reshuffle the cards.

King Qin's heart was in turmoil, but he was able to maintain his expression and forced a smile, "The gift that the teacher gave me is really... too big."

"I will keep this Dapeng Fu carefully for myself."

"This volume of Dapeng Fu is not a gift."

"ah?"

The young King of Qin was stunned.

Qi Wuhuo asked, "Do you know the Drunk Master?"

The King of Qin replied, "He once wrote the Ode to the Great Peng, and then exchanged it for a thousand liters of fine wine. Later, the Ode to the Great Peng was taken away by a minister of the Ministry of Revenue named Zhou. Now that minister Zhou has retired and lives in idleness here. Master Zui is also in Zhongzhou. He is the leader of the three great scholars in the world. The literati and generals of the world, and even the ordinary people, respect them very much."

The young Taoist took the Dapeng Fu from the King of Qin and said:

"My gift to you is the support of these three famous people."

King Qin's expression suddenly changed: "What?!"

"Teacher, are you telling the truth? I, I mean, the three of them have resigned from their posts for a long time, saying that they would never be willing to serve in the court again."

Qi Wuhuo said: "It's just that no one understands them, and no one can persuade them."

"Then teacher, you..."

The young Taoist lowered his eyes, thinking about the connection between him and these three people in his dream. He had heard them talk about their ambitions before they died, and said, "Unfortunately, I may know how to get these three people to come out of seclusion. Listen, in the destiny of mankind, the emperor is the saint at the top; civil officials and military generals, aristocratic families are like threads that weave into a net, and outside of them, there are still scholars in the wild."

The young Taoist pointed his finger at the heart of the King of Qin and said calmly:

"You are the son of the former crown prince, and civil and military officials will avoid you when they see you."

"The emperor sees you as a thorn in his side and a thorn in his flesh. He just wants to kill you as soon as possible."

"If you want to take revenge on your own, the only person you can rely on is this man in the wild."

"Only the world is talking about this."

"The current emperor is cautious and ungrateful, ruthless and mean. Everything in the world is a chess piece, but he is also very cautious in making his moves. I know his character very well. He will not frown even for a moment when it comes to others, even if they have to sacrifice their lives. The lives of millions of people will not make him raise his brows."

"But once something is done, it will really damage his interests."

"Then he will be extremely cautious, unable to make a decision, and hesitant."

"What the emperor seeks is fame and reputation."

"You are the leader of the world's scholars, so you have the demeanor of a famous scholar. If you don't take the initiative to enter the court, he won't touch you. Once he touches you, you will be known as a person of infinite tolerance. So you should remain unchanged to cope with ever-changing situations. Those three famous scholars once served as officials in the court, and some of them were promoted to the position of Taifu. They are even more shrewd as they age. With their assistance, you can enter the capital and they will ensure your safety."

"It can also keep your sister safe."

"With no worries, can you dare to pursue your ambitions?"

The young King Qin's pupils contracted.

Then he smiled bitterly and said nothing, just bowed deeply.

"It turns out that the teacher saw through me yesterday."

"He is indeed a world-class genius."

The young Taoist accepted his greeting and then said, "The world is determined by the lack of desire. The current emperor is experienced and cruel, but he also has weaknesses. He wants to survive and also wants fame. He wants to get everything in the world, and he is so smart that he thinks he can get everything in the world. He thinks that everyone in the world is his chess piece or puppet."

"He wants to be given the temple name of Emperor Wen after his death."

“This is something he can’t let go of.”

"That's his biggest weakness."

The young King of Qin murmured.

When Qi Wuhuo left, he said, "Besides, you underestimate your sister."

"ah?"

King Qin was startled and looked up subconsciously. When he wanted to ask again, the young Taoist had disappeared. He only saw his back walking away. It was too late to call him, so he simply gave up the idea. Although not many things happened today, it made him feel very upset and it was difficult for him to calm down. But when he returned home, he saw several carriages outside.

Seeing the servants loading things onto the cart, he was startled and quickly stepped forward to grab the butler and shouted, "What are you doing?!" The butler bowed and replied, "Princess Qiongyu said that she was invited by several princes to celebrate the New Year this year. Although she is sick, she cannot refuse the invitation and has to go back to the capital to celebrate the New Year."

The King of Qin was stunned, so he walked quickly into the yard. As expected, he saw his sister in the yard, watching the servants moving books under a winter plum tree. He walked up to her and asked, "Sister, what are you doing?!"

"Return to Beijing."

“But, but…”

Li Qiongyu asked, "Do you really think you hid it from me yesterday?"

The young King of Qin opened his mouth and suddenly felt a little frustrated. Li Qiongyu said, "Besides, that is also my great vengeance..."

"Your teacher gave you another gift and 'amulet', right?"

The young King of Qin was dumbfounded.

Seeing the elder sister in green clothes under the plum tree, she lowered her eyes, her eyes were large and gentle, and she just said: "You think the chaos is dangerous, and you think he has no way to deal with it. You really underestimate him."

The young King Qin suddenly felt that he had heard this sentence before. He didn't know how to answer for a moment, so he simply changed the subject and looked around, but he didn't see the maid in green. He couldn't help but ask curiously: "But where is Sister Qingying? Can we really not tell the teacher?"

"She's delivering a letter."

King Qin hesitated and said, "...Sister, don't you want to meet the teacher?"

The girl admired the plum blossoms and said calmly, "It's okay."

…

When the young Taoist was walking on the road back to Lianyang Temple, he suddenly heard footsteps. He looked up and saw a beautiful girl in green clothes approaching him. She said with a smile, "Is that Mr. Qi? I am Qingying, and I have been ordered to deliver a letter to you, saying it is a gift from an old friend."

Qi Wuhuo raised his eyes slightly, recognized the woman's appearance, took the letter, and the woman in green smiled slightly.

He handed over another token. The front side had the word "Xuan" written on it, and the back side had an image of a roaring tiger carved into it. It looked extremely majestic and heavy to the touch. The vast and majestic military aura and destiny of humanity converged on this token, causing Qi Wuhuo's hands to feel slightly heavy.

The young Taoist unfolded the letter and saw familiar yet unfamiliar words.

[The world is about to change, I regret to say goodbye to you]

[The other day I mentioned the leak of demonic energy. I know your state of mind. You must have the heart to eradicate the disaster. This order is a gathering of luck. It was a secret order of the 600,000 Black Armor Army back then. Seeing this order is like seeing the leader of the Black Armor Army. Although the human energy is not as strong as it was back then, it is still 70% of the original. In the city of Zhongzhou, there are more than 3,000 Black Armor Army captains who have retired and returned to the countryside. They can be mobilized with this order.]

The tone is elegant, calm, and extremely firm.

【With your talent, everything will go as you wish】

【Now I go first】

[I will meet you again at the foot of the mountain in the capital someday]

Behind it was a line of beautifully written poem, and the sound of a carriage came. A girl under a plum tree stretched out her hand and held a fallen flower. Her eyes were large and gentle, and a plum blossom just fell between her eyebrows. A young Taoist stood in the world, wearing a plain blue Taoist robe. There were crowds of people on both sides, but he also smiled and sighed.

The wind is getting warmer, the days are getting longer, and the willows are swaying.

The rain has stopped and the air is a little cooler, it was all just a dream fifty years ago.