Dafeng Night Watchman

Chapter 514: Chapter 514: A gamble, a bicycle turns into a motorcycle



Facing the terrified Son of the Tianzong, Xu Qian'an raised his lips: "Guess."

The Son of the Tianzong opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say. Xu Qian's mystery was so strong that he fell into great confusion and bewilderment.

Did I accidentally talk to Tian to death? Obviously, this matter involves the secrets of the Tianzong. Li Lingsu will probably not tell me the truth. If I want to get information, I can't ask openly, and the exchange mode won't work. I have to let him say it voluntarily...Xu Qian thought about it and said lightly:

"For you, this is a secret that the Tianzong cannot make public, but for me, it's something I knew hundreds of years ago."

Hundreds of years ago...Li Lingsu opened his mouth slightly and looked at him blankly. Who is he?

How many hundreds of years has he lived?

Except for Confucianism, only those above the fourth rank in any system can have a long lifespan. Does this mean that Xu Qian is at least the third rank? No, although he is cunning, he can't even beat Sister Qing.

In an instant, all kinds of thoughts flashed through Li Lingsu's mind.

"You can't even beat Sister Qing, how many hundreds of years have you lived?" He frowned and questioned.

"I can't even beat a fourth-grade, but I can do everything that the Gu Clan can do." Xu Qi'an said with a smile.

Li Lingsu was speechless for a moment, and couldn't say anything to refute. He felt that Xu Qian was more mysterious.

Xu Qi'an continued: "Knowing, but it doesn't mean knowing the inside story."

Li Lingsu just opened his mouth and closed it. He wanted to ask:

Since you know the secret of Tianzong, why did you ask me just now?

In the end, he got the answer. He didn't expect the other party's logic to be so meticulous.

The Holy Son of the Tian Sect pondered for a moment and said:

"I don't know more than you, but it is true. Of course, this will not be recorded in any classics, but it cannot be hidden from any disciples. The reason is simple. The Tian Sect has been passed down for thousands of years and many masters have emerged. After being promoted to the third-grade extraordinary level, one can have an extremely long life.

"Logically speaking, even if some predecessors are lost due to factors such as heavenly tribulation and battles, it is impossible for all of them to die. But there are very few extraordinary masters in the three sects of heaven, earth and man.

"The Earth Sect cultivates merits, but there is a risk of falling into the devil. The Human Sect has almost no Taoist leaders who have survived the heavenly tribulation. So, what about our Tian Sect?

"The Supreme Forgetfulness of the Tian Sect is the Great Dao, which is different from being burned by karma and falling into the devil's way. What is the problem with the Tian Sect?

"Many disciples have such doubts in their hearts, but they are destined to never get answers. Only the elders of the sect and a few outstanding disciples know the way of Tianzong's practice. The higher the grade, the more likely they are to encounter the danger of "disappearance".

"No one knows where they went. I guess even the elders of the sect don't know. Perhaps only the Taoist masters of all generations know, but they never say it."

After speaking, Li Lingsu looked at Xu Qian'an and asked in the posture of exchanging information:

"Xu... Senior knows?"

These things are Tianzong's secrets. If it were someone else, he would never disclose them. But Xu Qian, who claimed to have lived for hundreds of years, said it in one word. Li Lingsu thought that the other party might know the inside story better than himself.

It seems that you don't know the truth either. I was just about to take advantage of you, but you took it back... Xu Qian'an maintained the persona of a Taoist master and snorted: "Where is the Taoist master?"

Li Lingsu's pupils suddenly contracted, his expression was dull, and after a moment, his frozen eyes trembled slightly, and his breathing became rapid.

In an instant, he seemed to have figured out the doubts that he had not figured out for a long time, or perhaps, a certain doubt in the past was answered.

"Thank you for clearing up my doubts, senior!"

The Holy Son of Tianzong bowed sincerely.

I didn't say anything, I used a question sentence... Xu Qian'an muttered silently, he didn't continue to dwell on this topic, and asked:

"How did you confirm that if you go west, the Dongfang sisters will not pursue you further?"

Li Lingsu said, "Hey", and said:Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"Because they were going to the west, to be precise, to Leizhou, and it seems that they are looking for a pagoda. Sister Rong said that whether her master can be resurrected depends on

this trip. "

The pagoda, just by the name, you know it belongs to Buddhism; Leizhou is a state adjacent to the Western Regions, belonging to Dafeng; Dongfang Wanrong is a wizard, her master must also be a wizard......

Xu Qian'an frowned, finding it difficult to combine this information, "Tell me in detail."

"I don't know the details, I only know that Sister Rong's master is Nalan Tianlu, the former lord of Jingshan City, the father of the former lord Nalan Yan. He was killed by Wei Yuan during the Battle of Shanhaiguan.

Li Lingsu's eyes passed over Xu Qi'an's shoulder and saw his sister-in-law sitting on a big rock in the distance, looking at this side with a smile.

His heart sank and he quickly lowered his head. He suspected that his sister-in-law was peeking at him, but he had no evidence.

A woman with mediocre looks was not on his list of people to comprehend the Supreme Forgetfulness, not to mention that her man was a terrible person.

My damn charm.....

The Holy Son of Tianzong calmed down and said:

"But you know, the Wushen Sect is good at practicing the Yuanshen. The flesh is easy to destroy, but the Yuanshen is difficult to destroy. As far as I know, that Nalan Tianlu is a second-grade rain master. I guess he died but was not stiff, and his Yuanshen was taken away by the Buddhist sect."

What does this have to do with the pagoda...Xu Qi'an pondered.

The capital.

Jingxiu Palace, the prince sat in the warm spring-like hall, wearing a python robe and holding

a teacup in his hand.

"Mother, in another half a month, the child will ascend the throne."

When the prince said this, his voice was steady, as if he had the calmness to remain calm even

if a mountain collapsed in front of him.

This is the detail he has been emphasizing to himself recently. His father, who passed away, Wei Yuan, who died in battle, and Wang Shoufu, who still stands in the court, all these once powerful figures have a stable aura.

As the king who is about to ascend the throne, he naturally has to keep his emotions to

himself.

The elegant and well-maintained Concubine Chen was radiant. She walked to the prince,

gently stroked his sleeve, and said excitedly:

"Good, good, I finally made it, I finally made it."

The charming mature woman's eyes were filled with tears.

She was happy for a moment, and suddenly frowned: "You have to be careful of the fourth

prince's desperate actions."

The prince smiled and shook his head:

"No, the child has been sitting on the throne of the East Palace for more than ten years. Whether it is public opinion or the court, they are all on my side. I am the orthodoxy. "Now that my father has passed away, the country cannot be without a ruler for a day. The

court and the people are looking forward to my son ascending the throne as soon as possible. Moreover, after the notice was posted, my son's reputation among the people immediately rose. My fourth brother is unpopular and poses no threat.

"Speaking of which, all this should be thanked to Prime Minister Wang. Without his help, my fourth brother might still rely on the party members left by Wei Yuan to struggle for a while." Concubine Chen smiled and said, "After you ascend the throne, you should rely more on Prime

Minister Wang."

"I understand."

Concubine Chen nodded with satisfaction, and suddenly said hatefully, "After you ascend the throne, mother wants that woman to enter Changchun Palace."

Changchun Palace is a cold palace, and it goes without saying who that woman is.

The prince frowned and said, "Mother, after I ascend the throne, you will be the master of the

harem. Why bother about a position."

He understood what his mother meant. She wanted to be the queen mother and wanted to banish that woman to the cold palace.

But he was the queen's son in name only, and the queen was his legal mother. Unless the queen made an unforgivable mistake, even if he ascended the throne, he could not deprive her

of her title.

"Hmph!"

Concubine Chen whispered, "I understand the prince's concerns. The queen has long lost her virtue and is not worthy of being the mother of the country. I tell you..." After hearing this, the prince was dumbfounded and did not speak for a long time.

He never expected that the queen and Wei Yuan had such a past. "But now Wei Yuan is dead, and there is no evidence..." The prince frowned.

"You can always find a pretext to accuse someone." Concubine Chen sneered.

"Let me think about it."

Eastern Palace.

After returning, the prince immediately sent someone to summon Prime Minister Wang.

He told Prime Minister Wang what Concubine Chen was thinking and asked, "What does

Prime Minister think?"

The gray-haired Wang Shoufu Huan was in a trance for a moment, and sighed: "So that's how

it is. Your Highness has solved my doubts for many years."

After a pause, he said:

"Your Highness will ascend to the throne. When making decisions, you should first consider

the gains and losses of interests, not blood relatives. If you want to depose the queen for this

reason, it is reasonable. But Your Highness, have you ever thought about how to save the royal family?

"After you ascend the throne, the royal family's face is your face. After the death of the previous emperor, everything in the past was blamed on him. So far, Dafeng has ushered in a new dynasty. At this juncture, if such a thing happens again, Your Highness will lose face, and it will not only damage the queen's reputation, but also yours.

"To put it another way, even if these princes don't care and insist on confirming this matter,

then Wei Yuan's reputation after death... Will Xu Qian'an agree?"

The prince's breathing stagnated, his expression was slightly stiff, and the next second, his

face was normal, and he slowly said:

"The Prime Minister's opinion is very pertinent, and I was not thoughtful enough."

He lightly changed the topic and said with a smile: "I heard that the Prime Minister's

daughter is going to be engaged to the scholar Xu Xinnian?"

Prime Minister Wang smiled immediately: "The auspicious day has been chosen, and the engagement will be in three months."

The prince smiled and said: "Don't forget to treat me to a drink when the time comes."

Today the sun is shining brightly. Bian Bian, wearing a red skirt and gorgeously dressed, steps

on a spirit dragon and swims in the lake, twisting her slender waist.

Huai Qing, dressed in simple and elegant clothes, holds a wine cup and stands on the shore, looking at the useless Lin An while exclaiming and laughing like a silver bell.

After Xu Qiyan left Beijing, she could clearly perceive Lin An's state, which could be said to

have swept away the haze.

Although there are times when he is dazed, he is generally happy.

The reasons include the fact that after the death of Joan of Arc, the atmosphere in the palace

has cleared up, and the prince is about to ascend the throne, and Lin An is happy for his

biological brother, but Huai Qing believes that the biggest reason lies in Xu Qiyan. "What did he say to her before he left? Or what did he promise?" The eldest daughter of the emperor, as beautiful as a lotus, frowned.

She was secretly angry for a while, and then she looked at the horizon again, muttering to

herself:

"The storm is coming."

The mess left by my father is nothing. The rebels in Yunzhou are the biggest challenge to the

court and the prince who is about to ascend the throne.

......

On the narrow mountain road, three people and two horses galloped, raising a cloud of dust

behind them.

Before dusk, Xu Qian'an and the other two came to a small town and prepared to rest in the

inn in the town for one night.

Sitting at the square table in the inn, Li Lingsu sipped the muddy wine and asked in confusion: "Senior, why don't you go back to the capital? There are still things to deal with?" In his mind, the three of them should go north to the capital immediately, but Xu Qian continued to go west without any intention of returning to the capital.

"If you want to go to the capital, you can leave on your own." Xu Qian'an poured a glass of

wine for Mu Nanzhi.

"No, without you, I will lose the magic of moving stars and changing constellations. Sister Rong and Sister Qing will catch me back sooner or later. "

Li Lingsu touched his waist and shook his head repeatedly.

After a hasty dinner, both parties went back to their rooms. Xu Qian'an took out a large water

jar and several pots of poisonous grass from the fragments of the Earth Book and placed them

beside the bed, hoping that they would grow and evolve under the nourishment of the reincarnation of the flower god.

"Well, you can't take out the fragments of the Earth Book in front of Li Lingsu in the future.

He is most likely number seven."

A long time ago, when Taoist Master Jinlian introduced the members of the Tiandihui, he

mentioned that number seven was being hunted and had a special relationship with Li Miaozhen.

Number seven and Li Lingsu fit perfectly. He also said that his savings were all in the hands of

his junior sister Li Miaozhen. In other words, the fragments of the Earth Book were in Li Miaozhen's hands.

This is understandable. Li Lingsu was not very confident that he could escape the pursuit of

the sisters.

The Earth Book was given by Taoist Master Jinlian and was a magic weapon of the Earth Sect. In order to prevent this magic weapon from falling into the hands of others, Li, who was prepared for the worst, It is understandable that Lingsu gave the fragment of the Earth Book

to his junior sister.

At this time, Xu Qi'an's heart was inexplicably touched, and he sensed the unique fluctuations

of a certain magic weapon in the fragment of the Earth Book.

His fingertips lightly tapped the mirror.

Snap... a conch engraved with a spell fell on the table.

He grabbed the conch and put it to his ear.

A man's voice came clearly: "You..."

Xu Qi'an kept listening. For a long time, the conch was quiet and there was no movement for a

long time.

"You?"

Xu Qi'an fell into deep thought. What did the second disciple of the supervisor want to

express?

He started to associate and brainstorm, and then, a voice finally came from the conch that had

been silent for a long time: "In..."

"You, in?"

Xu Qi'an frowned even more, thinking what does this mean, what does this second brother

want to express?

He started to associate and think about it..... Unfortunately, there was no sound in the conch.

Xu Qi'an couldn't guess what the second brother meant, so he gave up. He took off his shoes

and socks, soaked his feet for a while, and was about to go to bed to rest. His powerful hearing

caught a faint voice coming from the conch on the table:

"Where....."

Finally there was a sound! Xu Qi'an repeated in a low voice: "You, where....."

He suddenly raised his voice: "Where are you?!"

A series of question marks flashed through Xu Qi'an's mind. The second brother said: Where

are you.

Is he asking about his location.....

That's it?

It's because the distance is too far, and the "signal" of the conch is not good. Xu Qi'an made a

guess in his mind and responded:

"I am at the border of Yongzhou, a place called Qingya Town."

After waiting for a long time, a voice came from the conch shell: "Okay, yes."

Then there was an eternal silence.

It should be okay, the conch shell given by the supervisor is not good, the signal is so bad... He

complained while walking to the closet and carrying out a clean quilt. "Sleep a little, the place you gave me is too small."

Xu Qian'an threw the quilt on the bed and pushed Mu Nanzhi's shoulders.

"Why don't you get two rooms?" Mu Nanzhi turned her head, her bright eyes full of doubts.

"I'm worried that you'll be scared to sleep alone."

Xu Qiyan crawled into the bed. Although they were sleeping on different quilts, the distance

between them was very close, so close that he could count the princess' hair and smell the unique fragrance of the reincarnation of the flower god. Mu Nanzhi glared at him, turned around, faced the wall, and had her back to him.

The snow-white and delicate neck was faintly visible between the messy hair.

Xu Qiyan leaned in, and Mu Nanzhi also leaned in. As the enemy retreated and I advanced, Mu Nanzhi was forced to the wall and had no way to retreat.

She turned around, glared, and said angrily: "What do you want to do."

Sorry, it was the love poison that started it just now...Xu Qiyan was silent for a while and

couldn't answer.

He stared at Mu Nanzhi's mediocre features and whispered: "I, I want to see your appearance again, your true appearance. "

Mu Nanzhi's face instantly turned red, and even her ears turned red.

The two looked at each other in the dark, their breathing became faster and their heartbeats

became stronger.

A, A... Just when Xu Qian'an was about to try his luck at turning a bicycle into a motorcycle, he

suddenly heard the heartbeat of a third person.

He was shocked and looked up at the head of the bed.

A sorcerer in white stood there, silently watching the man and woman on the bed.