Chapter 522

"In the seventh and ninth months of the year, did the current Emperor obtain any unusual items?"

The rain was pattering, and the surrounding green bricks were clean. The water vapor entered the noses of the Taoists and swordsmen, and the inexplicable questions echoed in their ears.

Their eyes met and they looked at each other, and their faces revealed a blank expression. It was now the end of the third month of the twelfth year of Taikang. Who knew or remembered what special items the current Emperor obtained in the seventh month of five years ago? Especially when nothing major happened that year!

Mengqi first disrupted everyone's suspicions with an unexpected rhetorical question, and then relied on the seniority of the Taoists to make everyone present not dare to do it again. He quietly obtained the dominance of the aura in the courtyard, and thus asked about the seventh and ninth months of the year. However, the result was not satisfactory. The important node where the variable occurred was actually annihilated in history?

As he was thinking, he was about to continue asking questions, but he heard a warm and dignified voice coming from the wing room, "Zhenren is indeed a sage of Taoism, to be able to detect the abnormality in the seventh and ninth months of the year of Taikang in such a chaotic situation."

Mengqi looked over and saw a man with a beautiful beard walking out majestically, and said slowly in a low voice, "Ever since father and the Grand Preceptor launched an attack and killed Celestial Master Xu during the Heaven-worshipping Ceremony, I have been thinking hard about one thing. Why did they, who were known to be only in the third and fourth calamity, suddenly have their strength skyrocket, surpass the many obstacles, and have the realm of the sixth and seventh calamity respectively, so that Celestial Master Xu, who dominated the world, died on the spot."

"After years of investigation, combined with father's action of destroying Taoism and promoting Buddhism, I finally found some clues. In the first half of the seventh year of Taikang, he and the Grand Preceptor indeed only had the strength of the third and fourth calamity, but in the ninth month of that year, a nameless monk secretly met father. In the twelfth month, a concubine privately revealed that father was already at the level of the fourth calamity."

According to Mengqi's knowledge, the cultivation method in this universe was to refine the soul and polish the body. When one reached a certain level, they would be able to face the thunder trial. Every time they passed the thunder trial, their strength would be greatly improved, especially the seventh calamity, where there would be an essential transformation, so the realm of masters was often described by the number of calamities.

At that time, Taoism's Celestial Master Xu used the strength of the seventh calamity to suppress the fate of Taoism and deterred the evil in the world. He was the real number one master. With his death, Taoism suddenly collapsed and was suppressed. even Li Zhongkang, who was the third calamity, almost became one of the four great Celestial Masters of the dynasty. Until now, it became a situation of destroying Taoism and promoting Buddhism.

"It's really not easy for Ninth Wangye," Mengqi and promoting Taoism and promoting Celestial Celestial Celestial Master.

'So it's a nameless monk … Whose will is this manifestation?'

Ninth Wangye stopped ten feet in front of Mengqi and said sincerely, "Are you sure that Father got something extraordinary from the hands of the nameless monk?"

Mengqi's beard and hair were wet. He smiled with his hands behind his back, "Although the Daoist's cultivation is shallow, I won't make a mistake in this matter. I can even be sure that the key to the Emperor and the Grand Tutor's strength improving by leaps and bounds and being able to hide from all of you is this item. It's just that I can't figure out what it is."

"I can try to check," Ninth Wangye nodded in deep thought.

A peerless treasure that can help people improve by leaps and bounds and pass the thunder trial?

Li Zhongkang and the others listened to the conversation between the two. They were confused at first, but then they came to a realization and were shocked.

The source of the current situation could be traced back to the seventh year of Taikang!

Initially, because Mengqi's footsteps were weak and he had no martial arts and magic power, they were suspicious and suspicious. Perhaps it was not that the other party was weak, but that he was so profound that they could not see the specific situation at all!

It was said that the reason why Perfected Master Yunzhu left the world was to survive the seventh thunder trial …

"Thank you, Ninth Wangye." Meng Qi cupped his hands and bowed. With a straight face, he said, "Return to the palace within an hour, or you'll be suspected."

Ninth Wangye was about to say something when his ears twitched a few times. Then, his expression changed slightly, "Thank you for your reminder, Perfected Master."

After saying that, he led his entourage and strode away without any hesitation.

Mengqi turned his head and glanced at Li Zhongkang and the other Taoists. He said with a faint smile, "Fellow Taoists, remember to return to your residence tonight. If you have anything important to take away, or if you have any relatives or disciples to inform, try to do it before five o 'clock. Also, don't go near the south city after dark."

After saying that, he strode forward, passed the crowd and went straight into the wing room, leaving behind a sentence that echoed.

"The Daoist will stay here tonight."

Everyone present was the mainstay of the current Taoism forces in the capital. Although they had gone through several purges and there were no more masters above the fourth tribulation, they had at least survived the first thunder trial. They had supernatural powers and strong bodies. In Jianghu, they were all extravagant figures who could establish their own sects. Now that they were ignored like this, coupled with the prophecy of the coming tribulation, they were shocked, angry, and suspicious.

With a creak, the door of the wing room was closed. Candles were lit, illuminating the window and reflecting the figure of Mengqi writing.

Priest Bi Zhongde was the first to recognize Yun Zhu. He stroked his white beard and took a step forward, "Senior Yun Zhu, what did you mean just now?"

"It's late now. Ask again tomorrow morning." An old and indifferent voice was heard. There was no emphasis in the tone, but everyone could feel the determination.

"Pretending to be mysterious and bluffing …" Li Zhongkang could not help but curse in his heart. He used his soul sense to ask his companions,

"Something seems to have gone wrong with Yun Zhu. The breath of the thunder trial is no longer there, and the martial arts body no longer exists. I'm afraid what he said is not true."

"Who cares, it's better to believe it than not." "Didn't Ninth Wangye also believe Senior Yun Zhu?" Their answers were different, but they all dared not be careless. Li Zhongkang thought about it and felt that it was better to believe it.

Therefore, everyone split up and rushed back to their homes. They secretly picked up their valued relatives and disciples, took away their important items, and hid in a place that they thought was the safest.

Li Zhongkang hid in a private room of a brothel and changed into ordinary people's clothes. He looked at the night view of the capital surrounded by several disciples and capable subordinates.

Just after five o 'clock, the Cangtian Temple suddenly burst into flames, and there were sounds of fighting and killing. Not only that, but all the hidden Taoist temples in the south of the city were also ignited. Black smoke billowed, and the sound shook the sky. Obviously, there was a fierce battle going on.

"To be able to attack so many places at the same time, it's obvious that they have been preparing for a long time. If they are still in South City after dark, they are likely to be targeted …" Li Zhongkang muttered to himself, cold sweat appearing on his forehead. The seemingly weak Immortal Yun Zhu could actually foresee this, but he, who had gone through three thunder tribulations and cultivated the "Tianshu Nine Changes Grand Spell", could not see any danger.

"Could it be that he has really returned to his natural state and is even better than Celestial Master Xu?" Li Zhongkang was a little nervous.

At this time, his capable subordinate Wei Ji heard this and said, "Don't worry, Immortal Yun Zhu may not be able to make a direct judgment. Maybe he has planted a spy around the emperor or the master, so he can know such important news in advance, and use it to scare you, Immortal Yun Zhu, so that he can lead Taoism."

"That makes sense." Li Zhongkang nodded solemnly. "I am the Immortal of Three Tribulations. Even if there are times when I can't see the depth of a master, I definitely won't make a mistake in sensing whether they have martial arts or the breath of thunder tribulations. Hmph, Wei Ji, come with me to spy on Yun Zhu and see what he is up to."

He waved his sleeve, and a breeze surrounded him and Wei Ji, then they disappeared from the room.

After a long journey, the two returned to the courtyard where they stayed during the day. As soon as they went up the wall, they saw that the lights in the wing room were still on. Mengqi's figure was holding a thin scroll, studying it attentively.

"Immortal, look, even if it's a scroll that records confidential information, he is old and has no divine sense or martial arts, so it's easy for him to forget. Why don't we memorize it and review it from time to time?" Wei Ji guessed with some joy.

Li Zhongkang took a light breath and said, "Wei Ji, I will strengthen you with Taoism, find a chance to steal that scroll."

Wei Ji was best at spying and stealing.

"Yes, Immortal Yun Zhu." Wei Ji's body slid down the wall silently. Before he reached the bottom, he was covered by Li Zhongkang's Taoism and disappeared without a trace.

Both of them were very patient. They waited for a full two hours until Mengqi put down the scroll, blew out the light, and returned to the bed to meditate.

"Whoosh!" A gust of wind blew against the window frame. Using the movement as a cover, Wei Ji opened the window bolt. His right hand pulled out a rope, and the book was pulled out without a sound.

Wei Ji retreated and jumped over the wall. He came to Li Zhongkang under the tree and respectfully handed the scroll over.

"Immortal, you have good eyes. Yun Zhu is old and muddle-headed. He didn't even notice that I stole the scroll!"

Li Zhongkang smiled and nodded as if he was praising him. Then he brought the scroll closer to his eyes and saw four big words written on the cover.

"Biography of Li Zhongkang!"

"This …" Li Zhongkang was inexplicably frightened. He instinctively opened it and read on.

"Li Zhongkang, from the capital's Yu County, was born in the Year of Jiazi, Month of Bingyin, Wuchen, Day of Jiazi …"

As soon as he read this, Li Zhongkang's eyebrows twitched. This was actually his real date of birth. Because of his father's negligence, he was born earlier than he actually was. At first, even he was not very clear about this matter. It was not until he mastered the Great Dharma and reflected on himself that he discovered the problem. He had always kept it a secret to prevent others from cursing him. Who knew that it would be written clearly here.

As Li Zhongkang read on, the whole story of the incident was explained in detail without any mistakes. As he flipped through the pages, Li Zhongkang felt as if he was reliving his own life. Many blurry and forgotten memories resurfaced, and some of the mysteries that he did not understand were also explained.

He actually got an explanation!

As he watched, his hands trembled, and sweat dripped down like raindrops.