Duke Mo was the swordsman with the highest Cultivation state in this world.
This fact was so clear that it could be easily seen when Jing Jiu stood in the snow-covered Royal Palace in a black cloth.
Normally, he shouldn't be standing here; but he was standing here, and nobody dared to question him.
Some paw prints were left on the snowy ground, which were the traces left by the Blue Bird flying in the sky.
Duke Mo stopped looking at the sky and looked at the paw prints thoughtfully.
In the duty room outside the Royal Palace, the Grand Secretary Zhang was also deep in thought while looking at the cooling tea in the teacup.
An official stood in front of him, looking a bit nervous.
The commander of the royal army pushed open the door and walked in with Xue Li. He said gravely, "The people of Cangzhou are keeping an eye on them. But I'm worried that those men of sacrifice might have sneaked into the Royal Palace in advance, and those commoners and scholars gathered outside the Royal Palace. If we don't disperse them as soon as possible, they might be used by someone with ulterior motives."
The Grand Secretary pushed the teacup away from the edge of the table with his forefinger, and said, "If something happens in the Royal Palace, the royal army should take action."
Upon hearing this, the official's expression changed drastically. He knelt down in front of the Grand Secretary and said hastily, "Sir, you mustn't do that!"
The Grand Secretary stared at this person, saying nothing.
The official said in a hoarse voice, "His Majesty summoned Crown Prince Jing to the capital indiscriminately. The situation in the Imperial court has become unstable, and the public opinion is in turmoil. How can we miss such a good opportunity?"
Though he didn't say it clearly, the meaning was clear. Whether the Emperor wanted to kill Crown Prince Jing, or Crown Prince Jing wanted to kill the Emperor, the Imperial court could take advantage of the chaos to do many things, and they didn't have to bear any responsibility afterward. This was the best opportunity for the Grand Secretary, or even the perfect one.
Even the commander of the royal army was hesitant. He looked at the Grand Secretary, waiting for his final decision nervously. Seeing that the Grand Secretary Zhang remained silent, the official had some hope. He tried to persuade the Grand Secretary again, "Even if His Majesty is prepared, Duke Mo is in the Royal Palace. As long as he takes action … what can't be solved?"
"Brother Mo has always done things for the sake of the world. Why would he act for our selfishness?"
Grand Secretary Zhang got up and walked to the window. He looked into the depths of the Imperial Palace and thought of the friend he had known for decades. He fell silent again.
With Crown Prince Jing's intelligence and ability, since he was able to bring Duke Mo into the palace, he would naturally be able to persuade Duke Mo to help. Today's opportunity was indeed too good. No matter how wise His Majesty was and how unfathomable he was, there was no way he could resist this snowstorm. But why did he still feel that something was wrong?
His gaze pierced through the palace walls and snow, and he seemed to see the image of Duke Mo standing in the snow. He felt that something very important was happening there.
Master Mo stood in the wind and snow, and many others stood in the wind and snow.
The common people and scholars gathered outside the Royal Palace were crying and shouting in the snow, begging His Majesty to ensure the safety of Crown Prince Jing so that the Chu Kingdom would not fall into the terrible flames of war. For example, the cavalrymen who were waiting in the back streets and the Cangzhou experts who were ready to break into the Royal Palace. Not far from the main hall, several eunuchs who had castrated themselves ten years ago were wearing feather robes. They were quietly approaching under the cover of the wind and snow. Other than Tong Yan and themselves, no one knew that they were death soldiers sent to the Royal Palace by Cangzhou.
The events and people happening in the capital of the Chu Kingdom today were like the paw prints that the Blue Bird had deliberately left in the snow. They were scattered here and there, seemingly unrelated, but in fact, they had an extremely secret and mysterious connection.
What would happen in the end, and whether these people would live or die, all depended on the end of the game of chess.
But the game of chess was currently suspended.
Looking at the wind and snow in the distance, Tong Yan raised his thick eyebrows like swords.
This was the Illusionary Realm of the Green Sky Mirror, not the real world. The Cultivation practitioners here couldn't ascend; so why would there be a heavenly punishment? Then, he recalled the statement he had heard many years ago when he first came to this world: The highest Cultivation state in this world was the Upper State of the Golden Pill or the Initial State of the Free Travel; it was impossible to advance any further.
Was it because someone in this world had reached the Cultivation state above the Initial State of the Initial State of the Free Travel that the signs of the heavenly punishment appeared?
This kind of thing should have happened in the Green Sky Mirror before. The Cultivation practitioners here were not real lives, so they must have been wiped out.
But this time … Tong Yan sensed the change of energy in the wind and snow, feeling a bit complicated; it was because he knew who the person who was about to break through the heavenly punishment was.
Duke Mo was a great scholar and a great calligrapher, and he was the Cultivation practitioner with the highest Cultivation state in the last few hundred years.
He was a good friend of Tong Yan, and a close friend of Grand Secretary Zhang. He came to the capital of the Chu Kingdom that day not to kill the Emperor, but for the peace of the world.
As Grand Secretary Zhang thought, since Tong Yan could persuade him to come to the capital, he must have a way to persuade him to attack Jing Jiu.
Yet, Tong Yan was hesitant at the moment.
If Duke Mo chose to break through the heavenly punishment, he would die both physically and spiritually, which would have a fatal effect on his plan.
It seemed that he should find a way to persuade Duke Mo not to face the heavenly punishment, no matter from Duke Mo's point of view or his own.
However, Tong Yan was a Cultivation practitioner, so he was well aware of the feeling of approaching the path toward heaven. As the saying goes, one can die in the evening if one understands the path in the morning. He didn't want Duke Mo to miss this opportunity because of him.
"What will you choose?"
Tong Yan suddenly asked Jing Jiu. He wasn't asking about his next move, but about Duke Mo's choice.
Jing Jiu glanced at him but didn't say anything.
In his view, this was not a matter that needed to be chosen. Life should always move in that direction.
The snowstorm grew stronger, and the scene in the Imperial Palace grew more and more blurry.
Time passed slowly.
Duke Mo stood in the snow, still not moving.
Jing Jiu moved.
He picked up a black Go piece and placed it on the board.
Crack!
A thick bolt of lightning suddenly fell from the sky, piercing through the snow and striking the Imperial Palace!
Countless cries of alarm rang out inside and outside the Imperial Palace.
Tong Yan's body became somewhat stiff. He didn't know if this was a coincidence or something else.
Jing Jiu said, "Let's go take a look."
Liu Shisui glanced at Tong Yan and walked out of the palace gate with his umbrella to the square of the Imperial Palace.
The decree to seal the Imperial Palace had been issued. Even though the Heavenly Thunder had fallen and the outside of the Imperial Palace was in chaos, no one came in.
A hole appeared on the white carpet-like snow, as if it had been burned by a lamp. Several cracks appeared in the surroundings.
The edges of Duke Mo's clothes were somewhat scorched. He looked at the sky in silence. There was no fear in his eyes, only the will to fight. His right hand had already landed on his sword.
Liu Shisui looked at him in Silence, waiting for him to make the final decision.
…
…
The Blue Bird flew out of the snow and landed lightly on the table.
It didn't look at Duke Mo in the snow, so the Cultivation practitioners in the real world outside the Huiyin Valley didn't see the Heavenly Thunder.
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