Ping Yong-Ka had no idea that Que Niang was missing. He left the West Mountain Immortal House the next day and was brought to the royal palace by the officials of the Pure Heaven Bureau, and then brought in by an old eunuch.
If he were a regular official, he would feel nervous when he entered the royal palace to meet the Emperor; but he was a disciple of Aoyama who had won first place in the Cultivation tournament of the Plum Meeting, so he was treated with respect. Thinking that he wouldn't embarrass his Master, he pretended to be indifferent.
The royal palace was indeed very large. It took him a long time to walk across the square in front of the grand hall.
Ping Yong-Ka felt impatient, thinking that it would only take him a few seconds to walk across the square if he ran.
As he was complaining about the rules of the mortal world, he suddenly saw the vague godly crossbows behind the palace walls, feeling startled.
The godly crossbows were engraved with the amulets carved by the masters of Yimaozhai, so they were extremely powerful, even as powerful as the flying swords. If they were shot together, even a powerful Cultivation practitioner would be shot to death. However, the royal palace was a place where the rules were the most important. How could such powerful godly crossbows be placed in the royal palace?
In the next moment, he sensed that the atmosphere in the royal palace was indeed out of place. Like what Que Niang had warned him last night, the palace was heavily guarded, but he had no idea what was going on.
In the grand hall, Ping Yong-Ka had finally met the Emperor.
The Emperor looked normal, with a mild expression on his face, and he chose his words carefully when praising him.
In fact, it was because he didn't know what the Emperor had looked like before; otherwise, he would have noticed that the white hair on the Emperor's temples was much longer than before.
Likewise, he didn't notice the sadness in the eyes of Royal Concubine Hu and Crown Prince Jing Yao, who were by the Emperor's side.
What had happened at the Cultivation tournament of the Plum Meeting was nothing worth mentioning. All Ping Yong-Ka did was kill the monsters and finish his speech in a few sentences. Then, he didn't know what else to say. He looked at the Emperor helplessly, thinking that he should be let go as soon as possible.
Seeing him behaving like this, the Emperor couldn't help but laugh. He waved his hand to let Ping Yong-Ka go, and then said to Royal Concubine Hu, "As I said back then, the devils are more interesting than the humans."
Royal Concubine Hu was startled, thinking that this was the private conversation between the two of them back then. Interesting … How dare he say such words in front of a child? Her face reddened in an instant, and she pinched the Emperor God imperceptibly. However, her sadness had subsided significantly.
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Ping Yong-Ka walked out of the palace and soon discovered a problem.
The old eunuch who had led him into the Imperial Palace had disappeared without him noticing. Furthermore, this was clearly not the path to the Imperial Palace. He could only see the shadows of the towering ancient trees. The flowers and trees in the garden were not messy at all. There was a kind of beauty in their arrangement, like some kind of formation.
He looked around vigilantly and secretly mobilized his Sword Essence, ready to execute the Endless Sword Art at any time.
At this moment, a short and fat man slowly walked out from behind a towering ancient tree.
It was the height of spring, and the weather was quite warm, but this short and fat man still wore a large cloak. It was unknown why he didn't mind the heat.
A gust of wind blew from the palace walls and passed through the flowering trees. It brought with it a faint fragrance and lifted a corner of his cloak, revealing a golden glow.
Ping Yong-Ka squinted his eyes, his fingers trembling behind his back. It was a sign that he was about to draw his sword, but it was also a sign of fear.
The short and fat man's Cultivation state was unfathomable, many times higher than Jian Ruyun's. Jing Jiu didn't have the slightest confidence that he could defeat him, and he couldn't even escape from him.
"I don't want to commit suicide, but if you want to attack me, I have no choice but to die."
Staring at the short and fat man, Ping Yong-Ka continued in a trembling voice, "I'm just a nobody, but my Master is the Immortal Jingyang. You should know what it means to kill me."
The short and fat man laughed. For some reason, he retreated behind the tree and vanished.
Looking at the towering ancient tree, Ping Yong-Ka was bewildered for a long time.
He didn't believe that the man would leave because of his threat.
As time went by, the short and fat man didn't show up. Jing Jiu finally believed that everything was over, and he couldn't help but feel relieved. Sweat gushed out from his body, wetting his sword robe.
That short and fat man was indeed formidable. Jing Jiu felt that he had never been so close to death.
It was then that a voice burst out behind him.
"If he really killed you, what do you think I would do for you?"
Ping Yong-Ka turned his head and saw a man in white standing in the middle of the flowering trees.
The spring wind was blowing gently, and his white robe was fluttering.
The man's appearance stole the color of all the flowering trees.
Ping Yong-Ka felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He came back to his senses after a while, dashing toward the flowering trees. He knelt down in front of the man in white, hugging his thigh and crying.
The man in white was none other than the missing Jing Jiu.
Seeing Ping Yong-Ka crying bitterly, Jing Jiu furrowed his brows slightly and asked, "Why are you crying?"
Thinking of the loneliness on the Shenmo Peak, in Scenery Garden, in the carriage of the Gu Clan, and in the snowland, Ping Yong-Ka felt extremely sad. "Master, our horse died," he said while sobbing.
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Yuan Qu walked back from the stone door of the manor cave. He took the bowl of water handed to him by Gu Qing and drank a mouthful. Then he looked at the remaining half bowl of water and said, "I wonder how Youngest Brother will react when he wakes up on Yunxing Peak and finds that we are no longer in Aoyama."
Zhuo Rusui was lying on the stone bed with his legs crossed, dozing off with his eyes closed. "It will be interesting if he goes to Cloudy Town and finds that we are not in Scenery Garden," he said.
Gu Qing didn't say anything. His expression was solemn. It was unclear whether he was worried about Ping Yong-Ka or something else.
This was a quiet manor cave. It was spacious inside, with a stone bed, a mountain spring, and a stone table.
The person by the stone table turned his head around, his eyebrows full of bewilderment and bewilderment. "Did you say that it was confirmed a few years ago that he was the Immortal Jing Yang?" he asked Gu Qing.
If he was Tong Yan, then this place must be the manor cave in the Hermit Peak of Aoyama.
But he didn't know why Gu Qing, Zhuo Rusui, and the others would leave Scenery Garden and show up here.
Gu Qing didn't pay any attention to Tong Yan, asking, "What does my Master intend to do by locking us up here?"
Zhuo Rusui said, "Can the Gu Clan send the hotpot here?"
Yuan Qu said, "When do you think Youngest Brother will wake up and find that we are not here?"
Tong Yan said, "Is he really the Immortal Jingyang? Then many questions can be answered. "
Everyone was talking about themselves, ignoring the others.
Because they were all very nervous.
On the night dozens of days ago, Jing Jiu watched the starry sky for a whole night. Then he suddenly said that he wanted to go back to Aoyama.
He led Gu Qing and the others back to Aoyama without attracting anyone's attention. They came to the Hermit Peak through the Sword Jail and entered the manor cave where Tong Yan stayed … and then left.
Gu Qing and the others became prisoners in the Hermit Peak.
Some messy footsteps came from the depths of the manor cave.
Zhao Layue walked out. Her short hair and clothes were covered with dirt and dirt, and so was the Thoughtless Sword in her hand that was gripped tightly.
She stared at the closed stone door of the manor cave and said expressionlessly, "For so many years, I listened to you and refrained from causing any trouble, because you said that it's good to be alive. But what are you doing now?"
Everyone knew that she was talking to Jing Jiu, and they all knew that Jing Jiu was going to do something important, so he locked them up in the Hermit Peak of Aoyama. In Jing Jiu's eyes, the Hermit Peak of Aoyama was the safest place in the world.
But what was it that Jing Jiu was going to do that even he didn't know?
It was obvious that it was a very important and dangerous matter.
Gu Qing walked up to Zhao Layue, handed her a handkerchief, and asked with his eyes.
Zhao Layue shook her head, indicating that there was also a strong formation in the cliff outside the manor cave, and the Thoughtless Sword couldn't break it.
They had tried many times to break the stone door of the manor cave, but neither Zhuo Rusui's Inherited Heaven Sword nor Tong Yan's Zhongzhou School's Taoist magic skills worked, because the formation outside the manor cave was set up by Jing Jiu himself.
"Is he really the Immortal Jingyang?"
Tong Yan muttered to himself, as if he had encountered the most inexplicable thing in the world.
Zhuo Rusui opened his eyes and glanced at him from the corner of his eyes, saying with a mocking tone, "I say, stop talking. Can't you talk about something else?"
Tong Yan asked with a smile, "Like what?"
Zhao Layue turned around and said while staring into his eyes, "Like what is he going to do?"
"It's simple. Even if something happened in Aoyama and Taiping Zhenren came back, he doesn't have to be so vigilant. Nothing serious will happen in the Guocheng Temple. As for White Town … you guys know that he probably won't go there again."
Tong Yan said, "Then there is only one possibility: he is going to confront Cloud-Dream Mountain."
It became quiet in the manor cave again. The Aoyama Sect and the Zhongzhou School had confronted each other for many years, but Jing Jiu had been expelled from Aoyama; why …
"Zhaoge City."
Zhao Layue said after a moment of silence, "… the Emperor is going to die."
No sooner had she said this than the stone door of the manor cave suddenly opened, startling Yuan Qu.
Zhuo Rusui, who was lying on the stone bed with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes. He turned into a flash of sword light and was about to dash out of the manor cave.
Zhao Layue's reaction and speed were not slower than his. As the blood-red sword light illuminated the stone wall, she had already arrived outside the manor cave. Pah!!!
Pah!!! Zhao Layue and Zhuo Rusui were knocked back and landed on the ground.
Soon after, another person landed on the ground.
Who was outside the manor cave?
Zhao Layue and Zhuo Rusui were both in the upper state of the Free Travel, but they had no way to fight back!
The stone door of the manor cave was closed slowly. The group could vaguely see a large black shadow gliding past.
"The Master Night Howler?" Yuan Qu yelled in surprise.
Hearing this, Zhao Layue's face grew paler, and Gu Qing felt hopeless.
If the Dead Dog, the Principal Guard of Aoyama, was watching them in person, how could they escape?
"How come you are here?"
Looking at the person who was thrown in, Tong Yan furrowed her eyebrows, thinking there were too many things that she couldn't understand lately.
That person was Que Niang.
Looking at the people in the manor cave, she also felt bewildered. "I was looking for you in Zhaoge City, and then … I met a short and fat swordsman who could emit golden light," she said.
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