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Chapter 1250

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Of course, Jiang Wang wasn't going to Tianjing City to complain to Emperor Jing and prove his innocence. He wasn't tired of living either.

The ones who ambushed him were the Jing Country's Evil Vanquishing Army elites. Now, the one chasing after him was Zhao Xuanyang from Tianjiao of Jing Country.

Under such circumstances, no one would expect him to flee in the direction of Jing Country.

He was practically walking right into a trap.

It was precisely because of this that he decided to make this choice.

Of course, he wasn't really going to enter Jing Country. He was going to stick close to the border of Jing Country, pass through the central region, and find a way to survive.

From any angle, he didn't have the ability to fight against Zhao Xuanyang.

It could be said that as soon as the two of them met, this game of cat and mouse would be over. His only advantage was that Zhao Xuanyang hadn't arrived yet, so he could freely choose his escape route.

He had to make good use of this time.

After flying for a while, he finished organizing his escape plan. Jiang Wang hurriedly entered the Great Illusionary Land and wrote two letters in succession. One was for Zuo Guangshu, and the other was for Chung Geng Sheng.

In the letter to Zuo Guangshu, he wrote, "Something came up, so I won't be going to Chu. Don't miss me."

In the letter to Chung Geng Sheng, he wrote, "At the midpoint of Yunsong, Jing Country's Evil Vanquishing Army elites tried to capture me, but I killed them instead. Today, Zhao Xuanyang personally came and accused me of being a demon. I want to escape from Jing Dong. "

In his opinion, Zuo Guangshu was just a child, so there was no need to involve him.

But Chung Geng Sheng was different. He believed in Chung Geng Sheng's wisdom as much as he believed in his own sword. He used the simplest words to explain the situation. Now, it was up to Chung Geng Sheng to cooperate with him.

Of course, there was a limit to human strength. Even if Chung Geng Sheng had heaven-defying wisdom, he might not be able to come up with a good plan against a giant like Jing Country.

He was just trying his best. There was no need to be polite with Chung Geng Sheng.

After hurriedly sending the flying crane, without waiting for a reply, Jiang Wang hurriedly left the Great Illusionary Land and continued flying. Every breath of time he had left to escape was precious.

He tried his best to erase the traces, but at the same time, he also created some misleading traces. Although it was heading east, it was not a straight line.

Zhao Xuanyang said that he was going to capture him in the name of the Ancient Demon Slayers Covenant. However, Jiang Wang did not believe that he was already a sinner.

The present world was not only the present world of Jing Country.

Although Jing had declared him guilty, it was not a public verdict!

At least, Qi would never agree.

Otherwise, why would the four outer sect cultivators from the Evil-cleansing Army need to hide their identities?

From the very beginning, Jing Guo's intention was very obvious. They wanted to take advantage of the opportunity when he was away from Qi to secretly capture him. After that, they would hold a public trial and announce his crimes in a thunderous manner. They would completely determine the nature of the entire incident and give Qi no time to react.

As for why Jing State didn't send cultivators of the Spirit Descending Realm or above to capture him, the reason was very simple.

First of all, the strength of the four outer sect cultivators of the Magical Powers Sect was theoretically enough to suppress Jiang Wang. There was no need to mobilize higher-level forces. No matter how famous Jiang Wang was, he was still only an inner sect cultivator. Jing State was strong, but there were also many places that needed to be taken care of. It was impossible to mobilize higher-level forces for everything. They had to consider the rational allocation of resources.

Secondly, cultivators of the Spirit Descending Realm and above were all high-level forces. Almost every one of them was the focus of attention of other countries. If they led the chase, it would be very easy for them to be detected in advance. The six hegemonic countries had planted spies in each other for many years. It was already an open secret. To mobilize high-level forces to carry out secret missions, they usually had to make some movements to cover up. Only then could they achieve the effect of concealment.

On the other hand, cultivators below the Spirit Descending Realm would not attract attention easily. It was more convenient to carry out secret missions and could be captured quietly. Before anyone could react, a well-known Tianjiao like Jiang Wang was captured and brought back to Jing State.

The four outer sect cultivators of the Magical Powers Sect formed a small team and formed a military formation to surround and capture Jiang Wang under the condition that they had enough information about him. It should have been foolproof.

However, this foolproof plan ended under Jiang Wang's bravery.

It was impossible to capture him quietly, so Zhao Xuanyang showed up.

Zhao Xuanyang's level in Tianjiao of Jing State couldn't make a move against Jiang Wang of Qi State without any justification.

Otherwise, if he came to capture Jiang Wang today, Jiang Mengxiong could find an opportunity to kill him tomorrow.

Therefore, Zhao Xuanyang directly announced that he was in possession of the devil. He was the master of the king and enjoyed the reputation of righteousness.

Jiang Wang can totally expect that the news of him being in possession of the devil should have spread by now. The related "evidence" prepared by Zhuang Gaoxian and Du Ruhui may have been publicized — these things will be left to Chung Geng Sheng to deal with.

What he needs to do is to escape as far and as long as possible under Zhao Xuanyang's pursuit, leaving Chung Geng Sheng as much time as possible to react.

Although he doesn't know how to wash away the so-called "criminal evidence" carefully prepared by Zhuang Gaoxian in a hurry, he still doesn't know. But thinking about it, Chung Geng Sheng will always have a way.

When Jiang Wang suppressed the world at the Viewing River Platform and when he was conferred the title in front of the Imperial Ancestral Temple in Qi State, he never thought that he would be hunted down in the blink of an eye after experiencing the most glorious moment of his life.

And it was twice!

The ups and downs of life are like this.

When he just left Qi State, it was once. When he just left Yun State, it was another time.

This time, he had to escape to the Changhe River. When he was chased by Zhuang Gaoxian, he also escaped all the way to the Changhe River …

It was as if he was fated to be hunted down.

To be honest, Jiang Wang already had some experience with "being hunted down," although he may not be willing to.

Going east to the Central Region was an extremely dangerous choice because it was within Jing State's sphere of influence after all.

No matter how exquisite the route he chose was or how good his hiding skills were, it was very likely that he would accidentally encounter a powerhouse from Jing State and be captured on the spot.

But for Jiang Wang at this time, this might be the only way to escape!





Jing State implemented a prefectural and county system. There were a total of 49 prefectures in the country. It was worthy of being the first empire in the Central Region and looked down on the world.

Jingtian Prefecture was the prefecture closest to the Changhe River in Jing State. Even from the top of the gate tower of Jingtian Prefecture, one could overlook the Changhe River.

The well-known section of the Yellow River started in Wo State and ended in Jingtian Prefecture of Jing State.

The status of this prefecture was very special in the whole of Jing State.

At this time, in a Daoist temple in Jingtian Prefecture.

The main hall was tall, broad, and unadorned. It was spacious all around and didn't have any divine sculptures or even a portrait.

There were six praying mats on the ground, forming a circle. There was no distinction between the two.

The Daoists sitting cross-legged on the praying mats were arguing fiercely. Each of them was gesticulating with flushed faces. It was as noisy as a market.

"Our great Jing State is a grand empire. I'm afraid we'll become a laughingstock if we make such a big fuss over a mere inner palace cultivator!" The Daoist who spoke had white hair and a ruddy complexion. He was tall and had an extremely imposing figure.

"Old Daoist Cang Can's words are inappropriate," a Daoist with an odd-looking face said while shaking his head.

Old Daoist Cang Can glared at him. "Then what's your opinion?"

"I don't have any opinion." The odd-looking Daoist shrugged. "Anything is fine. You guys can decide."

Old Daoist Cang Can blew his beard. "You guys want to waste your time on a mere inner palace cultivator!"

"It's the number one inner palace in the world," a female Taoist priest wearing a plain Daoist robe reminded.

"Hmph, Fuling, don't argue with me. If it wasn't for …" Old Daoist Cang Can't agree.

"That's enough." A black-robed Daoist priest sitting across from him said, "Even if nothing happened to the person we chose earlier, he still might not be Qin Zhizhen's match, let alone Jiang Wang. In the inner palace level, this young man is indeed the number one in the world. There's nothing we can't admit about this. "

"Since he has such a promising future and is currently in a difficult situation in the Qi State and is under suspicion, why don't we just recruit him? Wouldn't it be better for us to recruit him? Why do we have to stand up for the Zhuang State? Eliminate this hidden danger for them? "

Old Daoist Cang Can frowned and said, "Those with the surname Zhuang aren't good people. They even disgraced our Daoist lineage at the River-Viewing Platform. "

"We're not standing up for the Zhuang State," the black-robed Daoist priest said with a frown. "We're doing this to uphold the ancient Demon Execution Covenant."

"Ban Xia, you can deceive others with these words, but you can't use them to deceive yourself," Old Daoist Cang Can said disdainfully, "No matter how real Zhuang Gaoxian's evidence is, would you dare to believe it? He's the descendant of that ugly slave, Zhuang Chengqian! "

"That's not true, that's not true." The strange-looking Daoist priest spoke again, "Evidence is evidence. It has nothing to do with who produces it."

Old Daoist Cang Can looked at him. "Chen Pi, do you mind me mentioning the word 'ugly', or do you really believe in Zhuang Gaoxian?"

"That's no fun." The Daoist priest named 'Chen Pi' spread his hands. "If you say you believe it, then you believe it. If you don't, then you don't. It's up to you."

"Whenever I ask you, you'll agree with me. But no matter what I say, you'll oppose it." Old Daoist Cang Can was extremely resentful. "I think you've damaged your brain from cultivating demons!"

"Look." The strange-looking Daoist priest looked to his left and right. "He's anxious again."

Old Daoist Cang Can was furious. "Anxious my * ss!"

"Alright, alright." An elegant Daoist priest at the side waved his hand. "Cang Can, you and Chen Pi should both shut up. You're almost a thousand years old, yet you're still going on and on about it. Don't you think you're being childish?! "

He coughed and cleared his throat. "If you ask me, it doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. It's fine as long as it makes sense. In any case, it's just a matter of convenience. It's also good to give Qi a warning. But now … "

He asked, "Four members of the Exorcist Army died. How are we going to make up for this loss?"

"Of course we're going to look for Zhuang Gaoxian!" The youngest and most beautiful female Taoist priest, who also had the most solemn expression, said.

"I agree," the elegant Daoist priest said.

"If Bai Zhu agrees, then so do I," the female Taoist priest named Fu Ling said.

The black-robed Daoist priest named 'Banxia' smiled. "Since it's Daoist Priest Licorice's opinion, I naturally have no objections."

Old Daoist Cang Can nodded. "Let's do it this way."

"I don't think it's appropriate." The strange-looking Daoist priest named 'Chen Pi' decisively disagreed. Seeing that the other Daoists turned to look at him with unfriendly gazes, he curled his lips. "If you agree, then so be it."

"Then who's going?" Old Daoist Cang Can asked.

After a moment of silence, the commotion quickly broke out again.

"Let me say a few words," Bai Zhu said. "Among the Six Friends of Jingtian, I'm the most respected and have the most imposing appearance. I won't shirk my responsibility of going to the Western Region! "

"Forget it." Old Daoist Cang Can rolled his eyes. "You're pretending to be fresh all day long! In my opinion, this matter needs to be handled by a person of virtue and prestige. Only then can we subdue that guy surnamed Zhuang and properly collect the interest. Of course, I'm indeed more suitable … "

"That's inappropriate." Chen Pi shook his head again. His ugly face scrunched up. "I'm afraid of prestige and not virtue. Of course we need someone more dignified."

The female Taoist priest named Fu Ling reminded him in a low voice, "Just because you look scary doesn't mean you're dignified …"

"Hey, everyone, stop quarreling. Why are you quarreling over such a small matter? If this gets out, people will think that the Six Friends of Jingtian aren't united! " The black-robed Banxia promptly mediated. Then, he shook his head and sighed. "Speaking of which, I've actually interacted with Zhuang Chengqian in the past. I have some understanding of the Zhuang State. "

"Ha, wasn't it because of you that he was fooled?" Old Daoist Cang Can sneered. "You were baited, yet you still refused to take the bait?"

"Old man, what did you say!"

"Can't I say?"



For a moment, they started quarreling.

Moreover, they were scolding each other, exposing each other's dirty secrets and quarreling with each other.

"Are you done discussing?" Zhao Xuanyang, who was leaning against the door of the Daoist temple with a wooden sword in his arms, didn't have the domineering aura he had when talking to Jiang Wang. Instead, he looked like he was having a splitting headache.

He dug his ears and said lazily, "Yes, I'm done discussing. It's time for me to leave."

In the Daoist temple, the Daoist priests looked at each other.

After a while, they started talking at once.

"You haven't left yet?"

"What if he runs away?"

"Don't worry, he can't run away in front of Xuanyang!"

"Did I talk to you?"

"The dog is talking to me!"

"I'm talking to the dog!"



Zhao Xuanyang silently rolled his eyes.

He was the Tianjiao that these six Daoist priests had jointly raised. He could be considered the only successor of the so-called Six Friends of Jingtian.

However, since he was young, what he heard the most wasn't Daoist scriptures or marvelous Daoist techniques. Instead, it was these people's verbal arguments …

What a sin!

Zhao Xuanyang lamented inwardly. With a slight tap of his foot, he disappeared from the Daoist temple. He no longer paid attention to the quarreling people behind him.

Although he didn't care much about this matter, he had already made the announcement. If he really let Jiang Wang escape, he would lose face.



His only disciple, Zhao Xuanyang, had already left.

However, the quarrel in the Daoist temple had yet to subside.

"Look at you, you ugly thing. How annoying are you to my good disciple?"

"Wake up, you're fine without me! I told you to go into seclusion, but you can't sit still like a monkey! "

"Let me be fair … Both of you are obviously responsible for this matter. One is ugly, the other is noisy. It's not right at all. "



The quarrel was intense, but it never spread out of the temple.

When a leaf was blown by the breeze, it fell into the hall.

There were still six praying mats, but they were made of stone.

There were still six figures, but they were made of clay.

The fallen leaves drifted, and the temple was silent.

It was as if it had never been noisy before.

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