Chapter 412 Cong Er
"What did you say?"
Ge Xiantong thought he had heard wrongly.
Li Weiyi said: "The demon race, the Dao Cult, the Demon Kingdom, and the Nether Realm had already made plans to attack Lingxiao City several months ago. One battle will decide the outcome and smash the human race into pieces."
"Now that the demon tribe has taken action, the Rice Cult and the Demon Kingdom have remained silent, which means their plans have not changed."
"If according to their rehearsal, the attack on Zhumen was just a feint to lure the imperial court's transcendent and immortal realm giants to the western border."
"The Zhu Clan was defeated and gathered with the West Sea Slaves at Shenming Pass. This should be something that Zhu Clan Chaoran and Zuoqiu Clan Chaoran had discussed long ago."
"The Divine Pass is more secure now than ever before. If the demons forcefully attack, they will suffer heavy losses. Qilin Zang has no way out, and the only option is to send top experts to launch a surprise attack on Lingxiao City."
"The time to attack Lingxiao City should be when the demon army has completely taken over the three states and gathered outside the Shenming Pass. Because at that time, the court's masters must have been led to the Shenming Pass, and Lingxiao City would be in the weakest situation."
Zenhai Guanwu said: "After the battle report came back today, the imperial court should have Chaoran and the giants of the Changsheng realm who rushed to Shenming Pass. Therefore, before we take action, we must first secretly call Chaoran back. This will take at least a day."
Li Weiyi asked, "We will start the action the day after tomorrow?"
"The day after tomorrow morning, the first moment when all the government offices in Lingxiao City open their doors." Chanhai Guanwu said.
Ge Xiantong was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. His eyes moved back and forth between Li Weiyi and Chanhai Guanwu, and he finally interrupted, "Impossible, absolutely impossible. Yuntian Fairyland and Lingxiao City are impregnable, with countless formations. Even if the Emperor of Martial Arts comes in person, there will be a price to pay... Li Weiyi, let me go. Whether it's true or not, I must report it first."
Li Weiyi looked at him seriously: "Ge Xiantong, do you know why I have never dared to tell the court about this? You know better than me what is going on inside the court. How dare the prince of the Demon Kingdom you mentioned be so presumptuous in Lingxiao City?"
Ge Xiantong knew what he was hinting at: "No matter what, Chaoran can't betray the court, and there can't be any problem with the formation."
"I have no choice but to continue wasting time with you. If you insist on reporting it now, I can only lock you up first." Li Weiyi said.
Ge Xiantong looked at Chanhai Guanwu: "I listen to...her."
Chanhai Guanwu said, "It's three hours until dawn. Go and gather the Wuying Army in Lingxiao City, and announce to the public that you are heading to the Western Territory, so as to draw everyone's attention to you."
“You actually know about the Mist Shadow Army… You actually know…” Ge Xiantong muttered to himself.
Zenhai Guanwu said: "Judging from your expression, the Wuying Army should still exist. This army was once spread across the three hundred states of Lingxiao Biotope. It was the last trump card of Lingxiao Palace. Logically, only Yuyao knows about it."
Ge Xiantong said: "After Master got into trouble, the people of the Mist Shadow Army came to me. But only Master can mobilize them, and he needs military tokens. They are hiding in the major secret realms of the Twenty-Eight States. There are very few of them, and they are all masters, but it is impossible for them all to rush to Yuntian Xianyuan in one day."
"So, I only ask you to summon the Mist Shadow Army in Lingxiao City. I can't give you the military talisman. You have to figure it out on your own."
Chanhai Guanwu said: "If you can do it, I will let you go. If you can't, you and your master will stay in Fengge together."
"I can do it, I can definitely do it... I can do it!" said Ge Xiantong.
…
With Ge Xiantong's protection, the four of them easily left the cloud and mist formation.
After getting away from the palace gate, Chanhai Guanwu and Li Ling left first and disappeared into the night.
Ge Xiantong looked at Li Weiyi: "Who is she?"
"You have a guess in your mind. Is there any point in continuing to ask?" Li Weiyi said.
Ge Xiantong said: "But how is this possible? If the Grandmaster comes back, he should trust me more. Why is he so close to you?"
"Anyway, just do what she tells you to do and don't ruin our plans. She trusts you and is giving you a chance to gain experience." Li Weiyi waved his hand and quickly left to do his own thing.
late at night.
Tanyuefang is like a city that never sleeps, still bustling with traffic and bright lanterns.
There was endless singing and dancing in the towers, and the life was extravagant and decadent.
Even if there was bad news from the Western Territory today, it only made a small number of people sad and worried. In the eyes of more people, the war was far away from them and from Lingxiao City.
Chaoran Mansion is not far from Tanyuefang.
Shi Jiuzhai sat on the rockery inside the gate, looking at the towering buildings in the distance, and saw women in colorful clothes dancing gracefully. The sounds of piano, flute and pipa were pleasant and melodious, intoxicating.
He said, "At such a sad moment today, you are still in the mood to sing and dance. Sometimes, I really think that the Hidden Sect should just leave and let Lingxiao City be destroyed to let them know the cruelty of war."
The old man who cooked the food squatted in front of the door, feeding the strange insects in the jar, and said with a smile: "When you drew the lot for life and death a few days ago, you clearly drew the lot for life, and it was you who didn't want to leave."
Shi Jiuzhai was speechless and smiled, "I heard that Shenyin beat up the great Zen Master Xinku of Guanshan in Fuzhou. The great Zen Master Xinku is leading a large number of people to look for him everywhere."
The old man Ao Shan said, "The great Zen master Xin Ku deliberately spread the news, hoping to let the cult know as quickly as possible that the hidden man had betrayed them and that there was something wrong with the Nan Zun."
Shi Jiuzhai nodded: "The Hidden God should have returned to Lizhou by now. With his talent for telekinesis, he will surely become a Holy Spirit King Telekinesis Master and the patron saint of the Jiuli tribe in due time."
“Boom boom!”
There was a knock on the door with a special rhythm.
The old man Aoshan took a look outside through the crack in the door, untied the formation and opened the door.
After Li Weiyi entered the room, he used the Disguise Technique and said, "I want to see Elder Yao."
Elder Yao is naturally Yao Qingxuan.
"Why are you back?"
Shi Jiuzhai and Aoshan Old Man looked at each other in bewilderment.
Li Weiyi didn't have time to explain. He looked at the old man Ao Shan and asked, "How many hermits and hermit elders are left in the city? How long will it take for all the news to reach them?"
"Besides us, there are about 20 more people! There are about 300 people who can be used." The old man thought carefully and said, "Should we gather everyone? The earliest we can gather everyone is tomorrow at noon."
Li Weiyi nodded: "Let's do it now."
Shi Jiuzhai said, "Elder Yao and Elder Zhuo have gone to do something important! After the news of the defeat in the Western Territory spread into the city, they left and have not returned yet."
Li Weiyi walked quickly towards the meeting hall. Seeing Yin Er walking out of the hall, he immediately ordered: "Give me a copy of all the recent information. Also, arrange a new room for me!"
Yin Er hadn't recovered from the shock of Li Weiyi's return, and was stunned again: "New house? Who's getting married?"
"I!"
Li Weiyi added: "We must hurry up and arrange everything before the city gates close tomorrow. Preferably before noon!"
Yin Er and Shi Jiuzhai both gritted their teeth, grinned, and looked suspicious and puzzled.
Yin Er said: "Do we need to prepare wedding clothes, wedding wine, and wedding banquet?"
"Isn't this nonsense? Of course." Li Weiyi said.
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Yunxiufang, the ancestral home of the Taishi family.
It was the first quarter of the morning, and there were still two hours until dawn.
The ancestral palace covers several mountains, deep and peaceful.
The lights were on in the house where Taishi Qingshi lived, and the area surrounding the house was shrouded in fog, shrouding the entire world and cutting off any perception from the outside world.
Liang Chu, the Liang family's Holy Spirit Mind Master, is over two hundred years old and holds a high position in the court. He has white hair and beard, but at this moment he is kneeling in the yard trembling with fear.
There's a dead body next to it!
An old figure walked out of the courtyard, leaning on a cane. He was wearing an indigo robe, had a hunched body, and his face was so thin that it was only the size of a palm and was full of wrinkles.
The eyes beneath the wrinkles shone with a dark silver light.
Liang Chu didn't dare to raise his head to look at him, and bowed his head: "Teacher... I will definitely find out everything about the Liang family..."
"Second brother, I'll leave the follow-up to you! Keep the news of my return secret for now."
Taishigong's voice was hoarse as he walked past Liang Chu without even looking at him. The snake-patterned cane in his hand had many cracks, and the cracks emitted a galaxy-like light.
The light gradually disappeared into the fog.
Taishi Qingshi stood at the door, bowed, and turned his gaze to Liang Chu: "The Liang family is too deeply involved in the evil cult, there is more than just Master Liang. Junior brother, this is an extraordinary period, how can we have so much time for you to investigate slowly?"
As Taishigong walked in the fog, he felt exhausted when thinking about the turmoil in the east and the war in the west. Thinking about the past twenty years, he felt that Lingxiao Palace had run out of luck and was powerless to save the situation.
He returned to his thatched cottage in the valley along the mountain path.
The thatched cottage has a history of three thousand years. It has two rows of fences and various fruits and vegetables are planted in the yard, all of which are thousand-year-old medicinal herbs.
Taishigong came to the thatched cottage and just opened the door of the fence, a woman's voice rang out in the room: "Cong'er, you are finally back!"
Sima Qian stopped where he was, with his head down and his face staring at the ground. His thoughts were pulled away from all the distracting thoughts and worries. A faint smile appeared on his wrinkled face. He was instantly pulled back to three thousand years ago by this auditory hallucination.
"Cong'er, you're finally back! Have you finished drawing the talisman I asked you to draw?"
“Draw…Draw now!”
The child, who was only twelve or thirteen years old, said nervously.
"If it's finished, it's finished. If it's not finished, it's not finished. Ten lashes for laziness, thirty lashes for lying."
…
Taishigong took a deep breath and recalled his childhood. It seemed like a lifetime ago. Now he was old and feeble. He smiled bitterly and said to himself, "Time is really not forgiving. Why did I think of my teacher?"
Everyone in the world thought that his name was Taishigong, including his two surviving sons.
But only he himself knew that his name was Taishi Cong.
"Cong'er!" The voice sounded again in the house.
The sound was so clear that it was definitely not an illusion.
Sima Qian straightened his hunched body to the best of his ability, as if struck by lightning. He stared intently into the thatched cottage, but through the window lattice, he saw a red shadow.
The arm that was holding the cane kept shaking.
…
Asking for monthly ticket...
(End of this chapter)
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