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Chapter 715

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An indomitable and peerless hero … Hearing his wife's description, Gu Changqing suddenly fell into a trance. It was as if the vast Gobi Desert appeared in front of him, sand and stones were flying everywhere, and the young monk in a gray robe was there for the sake of his friendship.

Looking back, the past was vivid in his mind. His heroic spirit, the pain and suffering of the past, hatred and self-blame slowly flowed through Gu Changqing's mind. It was as if a long time had passed and he could calmly look at them.

No, it was not 'like', it was true. It had been decades since that arrogant newborn calf left the Gobi Desert. For ordinary people, it could be as long as they were born!

Time flies, always making people grow old, always making people like to reminisce …

Today, he was a Great Guru at the top of the Terrestrial List, a Super Arrester in charge of the Central State in the Six Fan School, with a high position and power. He also had the Divine Talisman of the Nine Heavens King Messenger personally given by the emperor. Once he used it, he would immediately be granted a temporary title from the Heaven Conferring Platform and the blessing of the Great Zhou Dragon Qi, temporarily obtaining the power of an Earth Fairy at the level of a Duke or Fairy Earl. There were few in Jianghu who could fight against him. In the future, if he failed in martial arts, the emperor had already hinted that he could turn to the path of God.

Although no one said it explicitly, he knew very well that it was because of the young monk who was sitting in the Yuxu Palace of Kunlun Mountain …

Just as Gu Changqing was immersed in his memories and shaking the baby girl, the Myriad World Talisman suddenly made a strange sound.

"Super Arrester Gu, there is something you need to decide," the voice of a Gold-stamped Arrester came.

"What is it?" Gu Changqing collected his thoughts and asked calmly.

The Gold-stamped Arrester answered truthfully, "Two inherited disciples of the Huanhua Swords Sect killed people on the street today. Although they had their reasons, they should be handed over to the Ministry of Penalty. Now that we have confirmed their residence, I don't know if we should arrest them. After all, they are the inherited disciples of the Huanhua Swords Sect …"

The inherited disciples were the core members of a big sect. Dealing with them was equivalent to dealing with the sect. The Huanhua Swords Sect was famous in the original states of the Great Jin Dynasty, so the Gold-stamped Arrester hesitated for a moment.

Although the Huanhua Swords Sect could not cause any waves in the world today, they still had the ability to find a way to retaliate.

Because of what happened in the past, Gu Changqing had always hated evil. He said in a low voice, "How can the country's laws be abolished because of the rules of a sect? Under the rule of the emperor, everything is under the rule of the Emperor. Even the head of the sect has to obey the law. of of the law. You can send someone to arrest the criminal and send him to the Ministry of Justice. I believe Huanhua Swords Sect will understand. "

Before the Six Fan School developed into a colossal monster, Gao Lan split it up. He separated the interrogation and custody of prisoners and named it the Ministry of Penalty before the Six Fan School came into being.

"This subordinate obeys," the Golden-Stamped Arrester replied respectfully.

With this request, even if the Huanhua Swords Sect complained, they couldn't blame them. Great Arrester Gu had taken the blame. With his strength and background, who would dare to make trouble for him?

It wasn't that Gu Changqing didn't understand his subordinates' thoughts, but as the superior and the Super Arrester in charge of Zhongzhou, he was duty-bound to take the blame.

Seeing his wife Tang Ziyue looking at him, he nodded and said, "It's just a small matter in the Six Fan School. Don't worry about it."

Tang Ziyue smiled and suddenly frowned. "There's another letter from the Gu Castle in the west. I hope you can go back and see …"

Before she could finish her words, Gu Changqing said decisively, "Don't bother!"

Tang Ziyue did not say anything more. She lowered her head and touched Gu Su's face. She smiled and said, "Dad just got a bottle of hundred-year-old Worriless Wine. You can go and have a taste."

Although she changed her surname to Tang, she could not forget the years of raising her. She still respected Su Li as her father and often came back to live in the ancestral house of the Su family. At the same time, she took her child to the Shaolin Temple every year to visit Xuan Bei.

Gu Changqing nodded and exhaled. The restlessness in his heart disappeared. This was his home and his life. The Gu Castle in the west had nothing to do with him anymore.



The rockery was covered with moss, and the water was dripping. The courtyard of the Huanhua Swords Sect was always picturesque.

"The arrest warrant from the Six Fan School has been sent to the door." A fat man in his early twenties wearing a brocade robe looked at the elder opposite him. "Uncle Mu, what should we do?"

"What else can we do? Follow the Six Fan School. Your matter will be decided by the Ministry of Justice. I will find someone to help you defend. " The one who spoke was a woman with a delicate face. She was dressed like a girl. Her lotus dress was simple and elegant. She was Mu Yun Le, the most promising disciple in the Huanhua Swords Sect.

"Hmph, the evil young man molested a girl on the street. He deserved to die! Is the Six Fan School helping the evildoer? "The young man with long hair beside the fat man said.

Mu Yun Le looked at him with a faint smile. "Are you trying to rebel against the Great Zhou Dynasty?"

The two young men were speechless and did not dare to make a sound. The God is watching!

The Emperor has ascended to the Legend. The Great Zhou Dynasty has formed. The Way of the King has penetrated deep into the sects and families.

Mu Yun Le looked at them and sighed in her heart. In the past, the top sects and families were beyond the law and replaced by the rules of the sect.

In the past ten years, the true disciples had obviously lost the arrogance of the big sects. However, they also lost the boldness brought about by the foundation. They became a little timid. There were pros and cons.

Thinking of this, her voice softened. "Don't worry. As long as there is a reason, with the supervision of the Divine Path and the Hero couple of Zhongzhou keeping watch here, you will not be wrongly accused. The sect will also be affected."

The fat man grimaced and said, "Since Uncle Mu said so, I am relieved. I will take it as going to the prison to cultivate for a period of time. But …"

Speaking of this, his gaze suddenly became pitiful. "But the prison is poor. I am afraid there will be no good wine and food. I will not live up to the mood. Uncle Mu, please visit me often. Remember to bring the Eight Taste Exquisite Cakes from the House of Gluttony, Green Flower Seeds under the Moon …"

A series of food names burst out like fried beans. In the end, the fat man rubbed his stomach and actually felt hungry.

The House of Gluttony of the Ruan Family of Langya could be found in every city and city. Many pastries and snacks could also be bought through the Myriad World Talisman. It could be said to be the number one food store in the Great Zhou Dynasty, on par with their family's bank.

Mu Yun Le held back her laughter and said, "Alright, alright. As an elder and coincidentally passing by Luoyang, I can only take care of you."

The fat man was satisfied and complimented, "Uncle Mu, you are so nice. You have a good temper, good looks, good martial arts. You can draw with a brush and compose poems when you see the scenery."

Mentioning this, the fat man remembered his master's warning. He smiled and joked, "Just that your standards are a little high. You have so many followers but you don't take a second look. I really don't know what kind of cultivation companion you are looking for …"

Mu Yun Le was stunned. Her gaze passed through the rockery dripping with rock water and through the patches of green. She seemed to see the figure that was strong and reliable, but hidden deep in sorrow and pain. It made people feel pity for him.

Once she went to Penglai, she would be separated from the mortal world.

"What kind of cultivation companion I am looking for … He, he has to be better than the Primitive Emperor the Immortal …" Mu Yun Le's voice was a little misty and melancholy.

The fat man suddenly laughed, "Uncle Mu, you, you have been affected by poetry and painting to the point that it is a little unrealistic. Who in this world can be better than the Primitive Emperor the Immortal?"

That's right, who could compare to him? Mu Yun Le retracted her gaze and sighed softly. She flicked her sleeves and said,

"You guys go out, don't let the constables of the Six Fan School wait for too long."



In Changle of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Gao Lan stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, listening to the report of his courtier.

"With the supervision of the Divine Path, the Heterodox Demons have become more and more hidden, not revealing a single trace of themselves … The law has penetrated deep into the aristocratic families and sects, and there is no longer a situation where they start fighting over a disagreement … But in this way, it is still fine for those of the Exterior Realm and above. They can explore the Immensity Sea Desert, the East Sea, the Southern Wasteland, and even other major star regions. Other than fighting each other, the young people of the enlightenment period can no longer find enemies to train with. This is quite a hidden danger to the development of martial arts …"

Gao Lan nodded slightly and said,

"I know, I have been supporting virtual reality with all my strength. Now it is already successful and can carry out virtual battles of the level of enlightenment and below."

Then, he looked out of the window and muttered to himself in a low voice,

"It has been almost half a year …"

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