Xuan Qing said, "Chongyang Palace has been blown up."
The Imperial Preceptor, Xuanji, was over a hundred years old. His hair was completely white, but his face was without a single wrinkle, giving him an air of otherworldly wisdom. Holding his staff, he walked towards the pile of ruins and immediately recognized that Chongyang Palace had been destroyed by a powerful explosive talisman.
Looking at the empty sky and the disciples wailing all over the ground, he frowned slightly, but soon he had an idea.
Xuanqing, the senior brother, had some black hair and looked younger than him.
Xuanqing asked him, "Junior brother, what should we do?"
"What happened today cannot be kept secret from the world. Let Kong Qing go out and take the blame. Let Kong Ling come back." Xuanji was also furious. He didn't know who Kong Qing had met that would lead to such a scheme against him.
He asked, "Do you know who did this?"
Xuan Qing shook his head: "I don't know, but recently Kong Qing has only offended one powerful figure, Yuan Qi, so it must be her."
Xuanji said, "If the Emperor asks, I will say that Kong Qing was refining a vengeful spirit, but was unfortunately attacked by the spirit, which led to today's consequences. Do you understand?"
Having lived for over a hundred years, Xuanqing naturally knew what to say: "I know, but junior brother, this grudge cannot go unavenged."
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Yuan Qi staggered back to the Jiang residence, took a sip of tea to calm her nerves, and finally felt much better. After all, the last time she had done something this big was many years ago.
She felt a little guilty after not doing it for so many years; she needed to calm down.
With so many fierce ghosts released this time, the people in the underworld must be quite busy, right? Those people can't be too idle.
Recently, a large number of ghosts have gone missing in Kyoto, and the useless bunch in the underworld can't figure it out. We still have to rely on her!
Yuan Qi was unaware that her antics had caused her colleagues a great deal of trouble. The vengeful ghosts, having escaped from Wuji Palace, dared not linger in the capital and fled in all directions.
Taoist temples everywhere were busy catching ghosts, and even the Fusang Temple was bustling with activity.
Master Chongxu noticed several more fierce ghosts near the Taoist temple. He quickly calculated with his fingers and realized that his good disciple had done something big again.
He stomped his feet and cursed in the direction of Kyoto for most of the day, and then led some of the more capable disciples from the Taoist temple down the mountain to catch ghosts.
Yuan Qi sneezed several times in a row, knowing that someone was talking about her.
However, now that she thinks about it, the vengeful spirits sealed in Chongyang Palace are not limited to those in the secret chamber. Otherwise, where would tens of thousands of vengeful spirits come from? There must be other places she hasn't discovered where vengeful spirits are sealed. Her explosive talisman was too powerful and blew up other places where vengeful spirits were sealed, which is why so many vengeful spirits escaped.
The believers who went to Wuji Palace to offer incense and pray for blessings that day were not fools. The fact that there were so many evil spirits in Wuji Palace, what does that mean?
Next, Wuji Palace announced that it had a wicked disciple, which caused serious damage to Wuji Palace, and it would have to close for a period of time.
Not only that, Xuanqing also had his closed-door disciple Kongling come out to apologize to the people. Kongling was very respectful and sincere in his apology. He also hoped that everyone would continue to believe in Wuji Palace in the future.
But such a thing happened in Wuji Palace, and such a bad person came out. Who knows if there are other people with malicious intentions?
The people from Wuji Palace speak nicely, but who knows if they're telling the truth?
The common people aren't fools; they all keep their distance from Wuji Palace.
When Wuji Palace reopened a year later, there were very few worshippers.
But that's a story for another time.
Yuan Qi changed into casual clothes, wearing a pomegranate red silk skirt. She mingled in the crowd and secretly watched Kong Qing's junior sister, Kong Ling, apologize to the people. She was a female Taoist priest in her thirties, who looked very young and had some beauty. Yuan Qi saw spiritual energy fluctuations on her, but for the time being, she did not find any trace of her practicing evil techniques.
Kongling didn't recognize Yuan Qi, nor did she notice the quirky little girl in the crowd.
“The Wuji Palace has produced such a wicked disciple, causing trouble for everyone. On behalf of my master, my uncle, and all the disciples of the Wuji Palace, I apologize to everyone. Because the Chongyang Hall of the Wuji Palace has suffered a major impact and needs to be closed for renovation, we cannot allow everyone to come in to offer incense and pray for blessings recently. We hope you can understand.”
Kongling was very sad when she said these things. She hated Yuan Qi, who had poisoned her senior brother.
Because of the incident at Chongyang Palace, the Emperor has issued an edict reprimanding Wuji Palace and ordering it to rectify the situation as soon as possible, find out the remaining evil spirits, and capture the escaped ghosts as quickly as possible to prevent them from harming the people.
Although the outside world was unaware that Wuji Palace had been reprimanded by the Emperor, everyone in Wuji Palace was ashamed, especially the Imperial Advisor, who was also reprimanded by the Emperor and ordered to atone for his sins through meritorious service.
Although dozens of Taoist priests from Wuji Palace were killed by vengeful ghosts, this did not cause any real harm to Wuji Palace, which has tens of thousands of disciples.
Kong Ling succeeded Kong Qing as the head of the Wuji Palace's daily affairs. She selected over two hundred outstanding disciples from among the other disciples to fill positions in the front hall and take charge of its affairs.
Yuan Qi knew that the people from Wuji Palace might know that she was the one who did it, but she wasn't afraid and continued to set up her stall under the big locust tree.
If they dare to cause trouble, she will expose the true nature of Wuji Palace to the public.
Just as she was certain that the people from Wuji Palace wouldn't dare cause trouble, a woman arrived. She was wearing a green silk dress, her hair was simply styled in a bun, and she casually wore a jade bamboo-shaped hairpin. She looked very ethereal.
The woman was around thirty years old and quite attractive. After arriving, she sat directly opposite Yuan Qi.
She was Kong Ling, the last disciple of Xuan Qing and Kong Qing's junior sister.
Yuan Qi pretended not to recognize her, but she sneered inwardly. Was this person here to cause trouble? Her eyes were filled with a fierce and murderous intent, which she thought she had concealed very well, but Yuan Qi saw through her at a glance.
"Hello, Auntie," she greeted with a sweet and polite smile.
Kongling was furious, but in order not to reveal her identity, she suppressed her anger and retorted, "Call me auntie? Am I that old?"
Yuan Qi pretended to be stupid: "I think you look like you're forty years old, about the same age as my neighbor, Granny Li. I call you 'Auntie,' which is making you sound younger."
Konglingqi's nose was flaring with anger, and she was getting more and more outrageous, treating her like an old woman in her forties or fifties. She repeatedly reminded herself that she was there to test how deep Konglingqi's cultivation was, and that she must not get angry, she must not get angry.
She said with displeasure, "Call me sister."
Yuan Qi pouted and muttered softly, "But you're so old, you really don't look like an older sister."
Kongling was also a cultivator, with sharp ears and eyes, and heard it clearly: How could this child be so clueless? How could he be so bad at speaking?
She was furious and gave her a disapproving look: "Alright, stop with the nonsense. I'm here to have my fortune told. I have something I don't know what to do. Can you help me with that?"
Yuan Qi knew even with her toes that this person wasn't there to tell fortunes, but rather to test her. So she pretended to be embarrassed and asked, "What is it, sister?"
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