There was a lonely nunnery on the other side of the lake. Prince Jing Xin had been imprisoned there for many years.
As the Immortal Tan drew closer to the nunnery hall, the atmosphere by the lake grew increasingly tense.
The people in the Shui Yue Nunnery had anxious looks on their faces as they looked at the Abbess, waiting for her to make the final decision.
Back then, the Emperor God wanted Prince Jing Xin to become a monk in Guocheng Temple. But because of Taiping Zhenren, Zen Master was extremely dissatisfied with Aoyama and rejected the request. That was why Prince Jing Xin came to Shui Yue Nunnery. It was evident that the Immortal Tan intended to take the Prince Jing Xin away because he wanted him to inherit the position of the emperor; but what about the current Crown Prince Jing Yao?
If something happened, how would Shui Yue Nunnery explain to Aoyama Sect?
The gaze of the Chief Nun was fixed on the Immortal Tan the entire time.
The Immortal Tan's footsteps looked casual and ordinary, but they actually had an extremely marvelous rhythm, as if they were one with heaven and earth. The lake water was as calm as ever, and the formation set up by Shui Yue Nunnery didn't sense it at all. Was this the highest realm of Daoism?
The Chief Nun was fully aware that she was no match for the Immortal Tan. Even though she had activated the Great Formation and all the swordsmen of the Shui Yue Nunnery, she still couldn't stop him.
But could he just watch him take her away from Shui Yue Nunnery?
The Abbess Abbess suddenly thought of the crazy woman from Aoyama who came to cause trouble a few years ago. Determination flashed through her eyes as she prepared to strike.
At this moment, the lake suddenly rippled. She was slightly startled, but her eyes gradually calmed down.
It was unclear what the Immortal Tan had sensed. He turned around to look at the surface of the lake and thought for a while. But he couldn't come up with an answer, so he kept walking forward.
Under the gaze of Shui Yue Nunnery and the others, he came to the other side of the lake and walked into the nunnery.
Prince Jing Xin was dressed in plain clothes and had been waiting behind the door.
The Immortal Tan fixed his line of sight on Jing Jiu and found some ink stains on his palms and cotton cloth. He knew that Jing Jiu was not as calm as he appeared to be.
"Greetings, Sect Leader."
The Prince Jing Xin bowed deeply to the Immortal Tan.
The Immortal Tan looked at Jing Jiu in Silence, saying nothing; nor did he ask Jing Jiu to get up.
A gentle breeze caressed the surface of the lake, causing ripples to rise again.
The sparse branches trembled slightly.
Time passed slowly.
Prince Jing Xin maintained his posture of bowing to the ground, his body trembling slightly.
He understood what the Immortal Tan meant.
His mother was a member of the Zhongzhou School, so it was okay for him to kneel before the Immortal Tan according to their status.
But he knew very well what it meant to kneel at this moment.
It meant that the system of the Plum Meeting, which had lasted for more than six hundred years, would come to an end.
The Immortal Tan didn't exude any energy, nor did he intend to pressure Tong Yan. He waited calmly for Tong Yan to make a decision.
After an unknown amount of time, Jing Xin finally couldn't hold on any longer. His legs went soft and he knelt on the ground. When his knees came into contact with the ground, a muffled thud could be heard.
The Immortal Tan sighed and waved his hand to dismantle the formation on the doorsill.
He looked back at the round window, and flew away from Shui Yue Nunnery with Jing Xin, heading toward Zhaoge City.
The gentle breeze rose again, and the ripples appeared on the surface of the lake again. It was quiet in Shui Yue Nunnery.
The Chief Nun pulled back her gaze from the horizon and walked into the meditation room expressionlessly. "You should know who she is," she said to the woman kneeling on the floor.
The woman wore an ordinary dress, with a silver bell tied around her exposed wrist. She had a charming yet elegant appearance. She was none other than the assassin of Bulao Lin, Nan Zheng.
Nan Zheng was sent by Nan Wang to Shui Yue Nunnery to inquire about Lian Sanyue, but her intention was soon discovered by Shui Yue Nunnery.
"I had my suspicions when Nan Wang asked me to come here and keep an eye on her." Looking at the woman sleeping soundly, Nan Zheng continued, "I met her many years ago, and I know how outstanding she is. I'd be too stupid if I couldn't figure out her identity."
The Chief Nun walked over and reached out her hand to pluck a strand of soft hair from Guo Dong's cheek, saying, "It's a pity that she won't wake up again; otherwise …"
She didn't finish the sentence, as she said to Nan Zheng, "Go to Zhaoge City and tell the Royal Palace that Jing Xin has left, and I'll spare your life."
Nan Zheng lifted her head and looked at the Chief Nun confusedly, wondering why the Chief Nun asked her to do such an important thing. Could it be that she could travel faster than the Immortal Tan?
The Chief Nun said, "You can go there in the small green curtain sedan. You'll be able to get there in time."
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A drizzle fell on Zhaoge City, extinguishing the heat that had just arisen at the end of spring.
The search outside the city gate was still strict, and the streets and alleys in the city were still crowded.
A youth in red clothing was walking on the street with a little girl in green clothing.
The little girl looked at the various street scenes, but her eyes, which should have been filled with interest, were full of caution.
Even in Dongyi Dao, very few people would wear red clothes except for when they were getting married. However, when paired with the young man's clean and amiable face, the red clothes were not dazzling. Instead, they made people feel comfortable and attracted the attention of many women.
"Don't worry so much." The youth in red clothing said to the little girl in green clothing with a smile, "We've met often over the last few years and traveled a lot. When did I ever predict anything about you?"
The little girl in green clothing shot him a glance, her expression full of distrust. "He's a man … how can I trust him?"
"You sound more and more like a regular person."
The youth in red clothing laughed and said, "You have the Green Sky Mirror, so you can return it at any time. No man can deceive you."
The little girl in green clothing said, "I don't think I'm that formidable."
The youth in red clothing said, "The true spirit of the heavenly state is born with the world in it. Your Cultivation state is the highest in Chaotian. Though you can't fight, you should be able to protect yourself."
The little girl was none other than the spirit of the Green Sky Mirror, Qing 'er; but who was the youth in red clothing?
Was he the red bird that had landed on the tree branch back then?
"Why did you bring me to Zhaoge City?" asked Qing 'er.
The youth said, "To watch the show."
"Where are your subordinates?" asked Qing 'er. Where is that pheasant? "
The youth displayed a helpless expression as he said, "It's the Dark Phoenix."
Qing 'er snorted while raising her head, saying, "I can only regard it as a pheasant."
"It's the Dark Phoenix," the youth said in a calm and determined tone. "It's still recuperating from its wound."
Qing 'er was aware that he had a different opinion of the bird, so she asked curiously, "Do you think you are a family because your family name is Yin?"
"I didn't have this family name before, but I might have thought of it when I was given this name back then."
It was true that this youth in red clothing was Taiping Zhenren who had succeeded in total transformation, and Yin San who had left Aoyama.
Qing 'er stopped teasing him, and asked, "Where is that bald guy?"
Yin San said, "This place is too close to the Cloud-Dream Mountain, so the Young Mysterious Dark Master can't come to Zhaoge City. Otherwise, the Unicorn would be very angry if he smelled his scent."
Qing 'er turned her head sideways and shot him a glance, asking, "What about you? Everyone in the world is angry with you. How dare you come to Zhaoge City? Aren't you afraid of death? "
Yin San said, "It's hard for people like us to die even if we want to."
Hearing the word "us", Qing 'er asked after a moment of silence, "What show are we going to watch?"
Looking at the royal palace in the distance, Yin San said sentimentally, "The Emperor is going to die soon. The fight for the throne is of course a big show."
This was the first time Qing 'er had heard of this, so she was startled. "Is something going to happen?" she asked.
"Nothing is new in the world."
Looking at the endless horse-drawn carriages and pedestrians on the street, Yin San said, "All the families will go to Zhaoge City. The Zhongzhou School will definitely bring Jing Xin back to fight for the throne. Shui Yue Nunnery had no one to fight with, so he could only watch from the sidelines. Yimaozhai seemed to be impartial, but in fact, he only knew how to smooth things over. To guard against me, the Guocheng Temple has set up a rule that no one is allowed to interfere in the affairs of the imperial court, so they can't embarrass themselves. As for the other Cultivation sects, they can only be witnesses at most, which is of no use. "
Qing 'er felt that what he said would become true, so she asked, "Hasn't the Emperor appointed the Crown Prince? There must be a Will. "
"A Will is always the most useless thing. Nobody knows it better than our Aoyama Sect."
Yin San pointed to the young girls in front of the stalls and the scholars walking hand in hand, and said, "These people will die soon."
"You're so cruel," Qing 'er said while looking at him in disgust.
Yin San shook his head and said, "After the Plum Meeting, the Imperial Court became the bridge between the mortal world and the Cultivation world. As time went by, it grew stronger with the support of both the Cultivation practitioners and the mortal world, and eventually became a fortress. No Cultivation sect would give it up. If they didn't want to fight for it, they had to give up the Imperial Court."
Qing 'er widened her eyes, and asked worriedly, "Wouldn't the world be in chaos?"
Yin San said, "Only after the chaos can there be a great rule."
Qing 'er was aware of his evil idea, so she asked cautiously, "Do you still want to kill all the mortals?"
Yin San said with a small smile, "Those who can't survive in the chaotic world probably shouldn't live in the first place."
Qing 'er moved away from him reflexively, saying, "You're a madman! Why do you want to do this? "
Yin San said calmly, "It's the only way for the human race to grow stronger."
Qing 'er thought it was impossible to communicate with this madman, so she asked, "Why do we have to grow stronger?"
Yin San said nonchalantly, "If the human race can't grow stronger, they will be wiped out one day."
Qing 'er was taken aback. As she was about to ask more questions, she suddenly sensed a familiar energy fluctuation in the sky in the northwest.
A strong wind rose in Zhaoge City, and the ocean of clouds was blown away in all directions. A dozen large Cloud Boats arrived slowly, casting a huge shadow on the ground.
In a short time, the Cloud Boats of Zhongzhou School arrived outside Zhaoge City, blocking the sun.
The streets and alleys suddenly became dark, and the populace looked at the sky in fear. Soon after, screams broke out. The chaos was imminent.
It was evident that the Imperial Court had been prepared for this.
Along with the thunderous hoofbeats, the entire Magic Army was dispatched to maintain the order together with the government officials, and at the same time evacuating the populace from the city.
The squeaking sounds could be heard from the city walls and the buildings. The eaves and roofs of the buildings were opened, revealing at least hundreds of divine crossbows. The arrows as thick as an arm were aimed at the sky. In the dim light, the amulets carved on the arrows glowed, looking like the stars that had come to the human world ahead of time.
However, it was almost impossible to resist the dozen Cloud Boats of Zhongzhou School with these divine crossbows.
Qing 'er looked at the sky in the south with a worried expression, asking, "Where are the Sword Boats of Aoyama?"
Yin San said, "The Aoyama Sect doesn't participate in the political affairs of the imperial court. This is also the rule of the Plum Meeting. It's a bit too much to send the Sword Boats here."
Qing 'er was startled, asking, "Won't Aoyama send someone here?"
Yin San said with a faint smile, "Haven't I come here already?"
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