Chapter 413 Teacher, I Didn’t Slack Off



Chapter 413 Teacher, I Didn’t Slack Off

Fog shrouds the mountains and forests.

Inside the thatched cottage, the scarlet gemstone lamp is eternally bright.

Zenhai Guanwu, dressed in red, walked to the wooden door. Just like that afternoon three thousand years ago, he looked serious, his face was not old, his youth was not lost, and he looked at Taishi Cong who had returned from playing.

However, what he held in his hand was not a ruler, but the Kongming Sword.

Taishigong stood in front of the fence gate, his eyes blurred with tears, and he shouted hoarsely and tremblingly: "Teacher, are you here to take me away? At the end of my life, it is you who comes to take me away. I am so happy."

"Only a thousand years have passed, how come you have become so old? You haven't practiced well these years?" Chanhai Guanwu also felt the vicissitudes of life in his heart.

Taishigong closed his eyes, wiped away his tears, and smiled. He finally accepted the reality in front of him. The woman from that year was back again. She was not an illusion in his heart.

Zhuo Lao and Yao Qingxuan drove back to Chaoran Mansion.

The light gauze of the formation was closed again.

“Bang!”

A bulging black cloth bag made of special material was thrown out from the car and fell heavily to the ground.

The surface of the cloth bag is covered with soft scales, which are made from the skin of the demon king. It is not only tough and difficult to break, but also can isolate the internal and external breath and perception.

Yao Qingxuan, dressed as a man, walked out of the car and looked at the old man Aoshan and Li Weiyi who were walking towards her. She looked cold and sharp, almost shouting, "Why did you come back? Lingxiao City is more dangerous than ever."

The old man who looked like a rickshaw driver also frowned.

"I'll explain it to you later."

Li Weiyi asked, "Who is in the bag?"

Yao Qingxuan said: "The head of the Song family, Song Yulou."

"What?"

Li Weiyi couldn't believe that they were so bold, and quickly squatted down, untied the ropes and runes on the mouth of the cloth bag, and released the handsome man who was sealed and tied inside.

It’s really Song Yulou!

Song Yulou was awake, his eyes were confused, he couldn't speak, and he glanced at the four people in the yard.

After seeing Li Weiyi, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The battle at Liunian Zen Temple made many people see Li Weiyi's character and responsibility. Even the giants in the realm of immortality would have a sense of admiration for such a person, because they might not be able to do it themselves.

"You two, one is an elder, and the other has lived for hundreds of years, how can you be so radical and crazy? Can Song Yulou be arrested casually?"

Li Weiyi quickly looked outside the door and then at the sky.

I always feel that this place will soon be surrounded by the imperial army. I also feel that the third palace master will send down a beam of formation in the next moment, razing the entire Chaoran Mansion to the ground.

Yao Qingxuan was very calm: "The Zhu family is defeated, and the enemy will take action within ten days, or even earlier. Song Yulou has long been controlled by the Dao Cult and is in an extremely important position. He must be eliminated as soon as possible."

"We must force the enemy to take action ahead of time within three days, at all costs."

"Only by disrupting the enemy's rhythm will the enemy pay the greatest price."

Yao Qingxuan's strategy coincides with Chanhai Guanwu's idea.

Song Yulou sat on the ground with his limbs tied up. He had a fierce look in his eyes and shook his head vigorously.

Li Weiyi glanced at Song Yulou, and recalled his desperate fight with the demon boy on the Fuzhou Plain. Although he had suspected him for a long time, he always felt that he should not be a person who was blinded by hatred, unable to distinguish right from wrong.

A sixty-year-old martial artist in the realm of immortality is definitely a rare talent.

"Let him speak and see what he says." Li Weiyi said.

“Wow!”

I was sitting in the car, pointing my finger into the air, and a beam of light hit Song Yulou's neck.

Song Yulou fell to the ground and finally was able to speak. He shouted, "I did have contact with the cult, but I was just pretending to be controlled by them. I want to know what their purpose is. Only by understanding the opponent can we know when to fight back and inflict heavy damage on them."

"I have already reported this matter to the King of the West Sea. If you go and confirm it, you can naturally prove my innocence."

Zhuo Lao sneered: "The King of the West Sea is far away in Shenming Pass, how can we find him in time?"

Yao Qingxuan took out a book and threw it to Li Weiyi: "I took it from him. Fortunately, we acted in time. According to his route at that time, he should be heading to Liunian Zen Temple."

Song Yulou looked confused. He thought carefully but could not remember what happened after nightfall. He could not even remember how he was captured.

The memory seemed to be interrupted for several hours.

Li Weiyi opened the book and read it carefully. He immediately held his breath and his pupils contracted violently.

Inside, there are paintings of the locations of the various formation hubs in Yuntian Fairyland and diagrams of the formation texts.

There are even formation texts for the Nine Skies Clouds Formation.

Song Yulou asked: "What is that?"

Li Weiyi walked over and turned over one of the pages to show him: "The ink is new! Lintai Shaoqing is responsible for inspecting the various formation hubs, so it's not surprising that you can get the formation text catalog. But how did you copy the formation text of the Jiuxiaoyunwai formation? The Third Palace Master is not on the top of Lintai Mountain?"

"This is……"

Song Yulou's eyes were focused. After reading the contents of the book, his scalp went numb and his back went cold. "The Third Palace Master is fighting with the Crown Prince of the Demon Country. He dared not be distracted at all. He handed over all matters to us."

"The 180 formation hubs in Yuntian Xianyuan are managed by Lintai and the city defense camp managed by the Taishi family, each responsible for half. In Lintai, the information is very detailed. I have read it a long time ago, but I have never sorted it out."

"As for the formation text of the Nine Skies Clouds Formation, in fact, Lintai only has half of it. Many spiritual masters will learn it, and each person will master a part of it independently. This is to ensure that if a major change occurs, everyone can assist the Third Palace Master to activate the formation together."

"You've got too much detail here... Why is it my handwriting? I haven't copied these things."

Song Yulou was extremely confused. He gritted his teeth and pleaded, "Li Weiyi, something big is going to happen in Lingxiao City! I must go see the Third Palace Master immediately. I know there must be something wrong with me, but I swear, I swear on the honor of the West Sea Palace that I will never betray the court or the human race."

The ancestral residence of the Grand Historian, a thatched cottage.

Taishigong sat on the wooden bench in an orderly manner, holding his staff in both hands, and looked at the red-dressed woman under the lamp opposite him: "Teacher, I have not slacked off! Thousands of years ago, the Netherworld came overwhelmingly. In that catastrophe, my physical body was almost destroyed, and my spirit was also severely damaged. Since then, my progress in cultivation has been very slow."

Zenhai Guanwu said: "Don't tell anyone about my return for the time being."

Taishigong nodded, and saw that something was wrong with Chanhai Guanwu: "Teacher, something big might happen in Yuntian Xianyuan."

"How did you know that?" asked Chanhai Guanwu.

Taishigong said: "Many things are too weird."

"In the East Territory, the Longmen and Sandao barbarians are holding back Duke Donghai and the Leixiao Sect. There is also the demon tribe Chaoran, causing chaos in Liangzhou. It is obvious that they want to keep me in the East Territory."

"The situation in the southern border is very clear. The evil cult is underground in Fuzhou, performing secret techniques and using corpses to grow rice. The Zuoqiu Clan and the Jiang Family are now unable to move."

"In the northern border, after Snow Sword Tang Ting crossed the Misty Grassland and captured Fengzhou, the old man from my family couldn't get away. We must keep an eye on him from there."

"As for the Western Territory, there is no need to say more. It is already in a state of collapse. The Second Palace Master and Cao Caishen have already set off today and rushed to the Divine Pass."

"All the transcendents, the army, and the immortals have been contained and led away. The only ones left in Lingxiao City are the Grand Palace Master who has locked up the palace and cannot leave, the Blood-robed Chief Steward Ye Xuanming, and the Third Palace Master."

"At present, all the energy of the Third Palace Master is being tied up by the Demon Country's Crown Prince who is in the Six Thoughts Zen Temple. The two are facing each other in the air, their minds are intertwined, and they are on full alert, and they are unable to take care of other things in the city at all."

"How can Ye Xuanming monitor the entire city when he has to guard the treasury and the national treasury?"

"Li Longshu and the Holy Dark Family's Chaoran disappeared in the Six Thoughts Zen Temple and hid in the dark. No one knows when and where they will show up and cause the most fatal damage to Lingxiao City."

"Also, the cult must have transcended into the city."

"There are at least ten forces involved in the ghost town and the skeleton palace in the netherworld of the dead. Conservatively estimated, there are ten transcendent dead souls who will take action. Most likely, there are old monsters who have already entered the city."

"How can Ye Xuanming, alone, monitor so many transcendents?"

"Everyone thought that the Demonic Prince showed up to contain Chao Ran of the imperial court in Lingxiao City so that he would have no time to take care of the western border. But is it really impossible for the enemy to attack Lingxiao City? How much deterrent power does the Grand Palace Master have left?"

"Teacher, have you visited her?"

Chanhai Guanwu said, "Don't put any hope on her. Cong'er, the battle of Yuntian Fairyland will break out the day after tomorrow, unless something unexpected happens. I want to ignite the war in advance. Do you want to go to a battle with me that you have no chance of winning?"

Taishigong knew the danger, but he still secretly returned to Lingxiao City. He had already made his attitude clear. He smiled calmly and said, "I thought it would be a tragic battle alone, a painful struggle before death. But if I can face it with my teacher, it seems not so painful. It's like returning to my youth, full of fighting spirit and expectations."

Zenhai Guanwu said: "Secretly summon Huo Di from the East Sea and Chen Su from my family back."

"What about the Second Palace Master, Cao Caishen, and Song Yanxian?" asked Taishigong.

Zenhai Guanwu said: "The three of them, just guard the western border! Lingxiao City has made too many mistakes over the years and has long lost the support of the people. I don't see any possibility of saving it. Let it be destroyed. But the court can be destroyed, but the human race cannot. You and I, master and disciple, will fight a decent end for Lingxiao City in Yuntian Xianyuan and pay for the suffering inflicted on the people of the world in the past ten years."

(End of this chapter)

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