As the news continued to arrive, the Li Palace was no longer as cold and cheerless as it was before. The bishops and deacons stood in the plaza between the halls, discussing in low voices as they awaited the orders of the Pope or archbishops, each with a different expression.
Presumably, the imperial court would be even more nervous at this time, and no one knew what those princes and ministers were doing at this time.
South Stream Temple, Mount Li, the Mutuo clan … they had all arrived at the capital on the same day, naturally on purpose. After the Confluence of the North and South, the Imperial Court's surveillance of the sects and aristocratic families of the South had been greatly relaxed. Coupled with the fact that the Grand Examination was taking place as a cover, the Imperial Court had not been able to obtain any information in advance.
In the entire continent, who had the ability to arrange such a major event? Of course it was Xu Yourong, because she was the Saintess of the South. The question was, what exactly did she want to do? Was he going to use this stormy scene to force her to abdicate? Could Dao Master Shang Xingzhou still quietly stay in Luoyang?
As they thought of these things, the priests of the Li Palace gazed into the depths of that secluded palace.
Tang Thirty-Six, Linghai Zhiwang, and Hu Thirty-Two were also looking at Chen Changsheng.
Chen Chang Sheng didn't say anything and didn't express anything. He calmly walked back into the hall.
Linghai Zhiwang was somewhat confused, but he understood his meaning. He turned and walked out of the Li Palace.
Tang Thirty Six chased him into the palace and asked, "What are you going to do?"
Chen Chang Sheng said, "I'm preparing to practice the sword."
Tang Thirty-Six was stunned.
Today, the sky was very blue. It was cut apart by the eaves that were very close together, looking like a piece of porcelain.
The gentle sound of flowing water was very clear in the quiet and dim hall.
The clear water in the stone pond rippled endlessly, and the water ladle was quietly placed beside it.
The Green Leaf had already returned to the place where it had existed for many years. Although it was missing a leaf, it was still delightfully green.
Chen Chang Sheng didn't enter the Green Leaf World, but instead walked into a quiet stone room deep within the palace.
There were no utensils in the stone room. The walls and floor were made of gray stone. It looked very plain, or rather, shabby.
There was a futon on the ground that looked a little old.
Seeing this prayer mat, Tang Thirty-Six very naturally thought of the one in the Wenshui ancestral hall and stopped.
Chen Chang Sheng sat on the praying mat and extended his right hand.
There was no wind in the stone room, so his sleeves did not tremble, but his fingertips did.
There was a soft clap.
He snapped his fingers.
Accompanied by the clear sound of breaking through the air, thousands of swords flew out from the scabbard on Chen Chang Sheng's waist and occupied the entire space in the stone room.
Countless dense sword intents rose and fell in the stone chamber, shaking and intersecting, and then gradually calming down.
Looking from outside the stone room, it was a sea of swords, and Chen Chang Sheng was sitting in the middle of the sea of swords.
Looking at this scene, Tang Thirty-Six felt a chill in his eyes, and then he noticed that an eyelash floated down.
Accompanied by a slight grinding sound, the door of the stone room slowly closed. Chen Chang Sheng also closed his eyes.
Walking out of the hall, Tang Thirty-Six asked Hu Thirty-Two, "What's going on here?"
Hu Thirty-Two said, "His Majesty has always diligently cultivated."
Tang Thirty-Six felt that it was absurd and said, "At this time, he still only thinks about practicing the sword?"
"Yes." Hu Thirty-Two was also somewhat worried, saying, "After meeting with the Holy Maiden that day, His Majesty no longer cared about anything else."
Tang Thirty-Six felt a little uneasy because this scene gave him a sense of déjà vu.
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Countless gazes in the capital fell upon the Xu Estate.
In the last few days, Xu Yourong had not seen anyone, only quietly remaining in her home.
But everyone knew that this matter was related to her, to the people she had seen.
Before meeting with Prince Chen Liu, before entering the palace in the middle of the night to meet with the emperor, she had seen many people in the south over the last few years.
These people had all come, from the south, from her south.
"The Holy Maiden has been too forceful. Sir is her father, so you should come out and say something."
The Divine General of the East's estate was as somber and quiet as ever, so the voice coming from the reception hall was even clearer.
It was obvious that this person was forcefully suppressing the rage in his heart.
The speaker was the Divine General of the Eastern Stallion, Peng Shihai.
After being forced to declare his position by this person, Xu Shiji looked at him with a nasty expression.
In terms of status, Peng Shihai was inferior to Xu Shiji, and in terms of seniority, he was far inferior. But he was the student of the now-deceased Principal of Star Seizer Academy, Chen Guansong. He did not represent just himself, but also the several Divine Generals who wielded military authority, and perhaps even the will of the venerable master of the Dao.
Xu Shiji forcefully suppressed the vexation in his heart and said, "Although the Holy Maiden and I are father and daughter, there is still a difference between ruler and minister. What can I say?"
Peng Shihai sneered, "It's hard for Sir to say, so let me say it. I want to see the Holy Maiden and state my case!"
Xu Shiji could no longer control his emotions and harshly said, "I said that she's not here. It's up to you whether you believe me or not!"
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Xu Yourong truly was not at home today.
In the clear sky, she held up the Yellow Paper Umbrella as she casually strolled through the streets of the capital.
She had requested this umbrella from Chen Changsheng when she went to the Li Palace a few days ago. At the time, perhaps she had already thought of walking around today.
At her side was a black-clothed girl.
Everyone on the streets was discussing today's events, and the conversations in the teahouses and restaurants were getting louder and louder.
The black-clothed girl had an indifferent expression, her vertical pupils bewitching and very beautiful. However, she was constantly stuffing snacks into her mouth, making her seem rather strange.
As she listened to these discussions, she somewhat indistinctly asked, "You began preparing in White Emperor City?"
Xu Yourong smiled faintly and said: "Yes, when you were chasing after that alien angel."
The Black Dragon looked at a certain place in front of her, her eyes slightly cold. The seedless candied date in her hand shot out like an arrow.
A young boy who was bullying his little sister bent his knees and kneeled down. The fall was not light, and he immediately began to weep bitterly.
Xu Yourong shook her head at this sight.
The Black Dragon clapped her hands, sending ice crystals flying from her palms. She asked, "Why at that time?"
Xu Yourong replied, "Because only then did I confirm that Shang Xingzhou had suffered significant injuries."
The little Black Dragon was taken aback. "He's injured?"
Xu Yourong confirmed, "Yes."
The Black Dragon knew how important this matter was. Her vertical pupils constricted as she asked, "How did you confirm this?"
Xu Yourong explained, "The White Emperor had just escaped. Whether or not he was faking it, his cultivation and energy were not at their peak, and he also had to fight with two Angels of Sacred Light. But Shang Xingzhou was not, and he had me as a helper."
The Black Dragon did not understand what she meant.
Xu Yourong explained, "In those circumstances, Shang Xingzhou did not attempt to kill the White Emperor. This can only mean that he also suffered significant injuries."
The Black Dragon was flabbergasted. "Aren't they friends?"
Xu Yourong smiled but said nothing.
The Black Dragon then realized that she was saying that Shang Xingzhou had a helper and was even more flabbergasted.
"If he really did attack the White Emperor, would you still have helped him?"
Xu Yourong calmly replied, "Of course I would have helped him. In truth, I was already prepared to act."
The Black Dragon thought this over, then asked, "That's just your guess, right?"
Xu Yourong indifferently said, "He and the White Emperor did not continue to attack the Angel, but left it to you, so that they could guard against each other."
The Black Dragon had not yet matured, but she was not lacking in intelligence. As she recalled the scene, she quickly came to a conclusion.
She thought for a very long time, then said, "You humans are truly very frightening."
The excitement on both sides of the street gradually faded away. The street gradually widened, and then gradually quieted.
Xu Yourong and the Black Dragon arrived at a quiet street.
If Mo Yu were here, she would immediately be able to tell that this place was extremely close to the Road of Peace.
The Black Dragon said, "I thought that you were going to see a girl from South Stream Temple. What are you doing here?"
Xu Yourong replied, "I came to see two elders."
The Black Dragon found this to be the most boring matter of all. In a gust of wind and snow, she vanished.
Xu Yourong walked to the back door of an estate.
The door slowly opened.
Xu Yourong looked at the two Daoist nuns and said, "I've troubled you two Martial Uncles."
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