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Chapter 812

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The three thousand scriptures of the Daoist Canon only contained records of that period of history, but no concrete explanation of that Daoist technique. Chen Changsheng could not confirm whether or not that monster was the legendary Yellow Springs. He wrote two letters, one to the Li Palace in the capital and the other to Holy Maiden Peak in the south, hoping to obtain more information from these two places.

That monster had clearly come to kill him, but he didn't know what it had done, or perhaps it hadn't had the time to do anything.

Putting aside the mysterious origins of that monster, Chen Changsheng had already mentally prepared himself for this matter.

The words that Linghai Zhiwang had asked the Prince of Zhongshan to pass on to the Prince of Xiang in the Mount Song Army headquarters were the stance that he wanted the Orthodoxy to express to the entire continent.

He was keenly aware that this was also the situation that he would soon face.

This was only the beginning.

It was just like when Su Li was heavily injured on the snowy plains of the land of demons and encountered something similar on his journey south.

He was now the Pope, but the number of people that wanted to kill him was no less than the number that wanted to kill Su Li.

It was obvious that someone already knew that he was in Hanqiu City.

But he was confident that the Zhu clan would not act.

Just as expected, when he and Nanke left the Willow Lodge and headed for the southern gate of Hanqiu City, they sensed several spying gazes, but no one appeared.

Then, in front of a perfume shop, he met an unexpected person.

This person was dressed like a scholar, his handsome face brimming with an unconcealable arrogance, as well as a hint of inexplicable joy.

He was called Bie Tianxin. He was dressed like a scholar because his father would often appear like this in front of the common people.

His father was Bie Yanghong and his mother was Wuqiong Bi.

Several years ago, in the capital, in order to suppress the Orthodox Academy, the new faction of the Orthodoxy, led by Linghai Zhiwang and Daoist Siyuan, pushed for the All-School Martial Exhibition.

With the new faction of the Orthodoxy and the Tianhai clan at the head, countless cultivators went to Hundred Flowers Lane to challenge the Orthodox Academy.

Bie Tianxin had once been one of those people, and he had been the most arrogant of them all.

However, with a letter from his father, Su Moyu did not return to the Li Palace Academy after leaving the Mausoleum of Books. Instead, he directly entered the Orthodox Academy. Many people knew that the stances of these two powerful figures were different, so this challenge naturally ended without any results.

Bie Tianxin had never seen Chen Changsheng again. He had only seen this name from the mouth of the storyteller and from the imperial edicts. Only today, in Hanqiu City, far from the capital, did he once again see that unremarkable face, one that he was not familiar with, but one that was absolutely unforgettable, could he not help but be dumbfounded.

He had come to Hanqiu City to represent the elders of his clan in discussing some matters with the Zhu clan, but more importantly, he had come to see someone. He had never expected to see Chen Changsheng here.

His heartbeat quickened, and his mouth went dry from surprise and nervousness. The entire continent wanted to know Chen Changsheng's whereabouts, so why did he have to meet him in Hanqiu City? What would happen next? What should he do? Do I need to take the initiative to greet him?

Just as he was thinking about these things, Chen Chang Sheng had already walked past him.

Chen Changsheng saw Bie Tianxin and recognized him, but he acted like he didn't see him.

On the contrary, it was Nanke who curiously glanced at Bie Tianxin.

… …

… …

In the depths of an extremely secluded and secluded estate in Hanqiu City, Bie Tianxin narrated the scene of his encounter with Chen Changsheng, his brow slightly creased in distress.

The person he was speaking to was a young girl. Her features were moving, her cheeks slightly red, and she seemed rather cute. Perhaps it was because she was drinking wine.

"You're afraid of him?"

The young girl's voice was very gentle, but her tone was not. It was tinged with faint ridicule, as well as a natural sense of superiority.

These three simple words were not very respectful to Bie Tianxin or Chen Changsheng, because she was saying that Bie Tianxin was afraid of him, and also because he was directly addressing Chen Changsheng as him.

Bie Tianxin was the only son of two Storms of the Eight Directions, and Chen Changsheng was the Pope.

There were very few people on the continent who had the right to speak of them in this tone, and there were even fewer young girls of this age.

Like Luoluo, or Nanke, or the little Black Dragon. Very coincidentally, they were all people at Chen Changsheng's side.

The young girl was not Chen Changsheng's friend, but she still dared to speak like this, because she was not a person of this continent.

She came from the Great Western Continent. Just like Luoluo and the others, she was also a princess.

Mu Jiushi, the most mysterious of the Orthodoxy's Six Prefects, had all her glory and power snatched away by the previous Pope, but that glory and power belonged to the Orthodoxy.

As long as her bloodline still existed, she possessed glory and power that no one could ignore, and her status was still revered. This was because she was Madam Mu's younger sister. From a certain perspective, she represented the will of the Great Western Continent.

Bie Tianxin looked at her face and listened to her voice, and his body somewhat softened. It was not out of fear, but out of love.

Three years ago, when they had coincidentally met in the capital, he had fallen in love with her, loved her to death.

No matter how one looked at it, she was worthy of his love, had the right to be loved by him, and was his most suitable marriage partner.

So even though her words were filled with ridicule and contempt, he still did not get angry. He only wanted to explain that he had no other choice.

"Who would be afraid of that fellow? It's just that … he's the Pope right now, and Little Shi, you're a person of the Great Western Continent, so it naturally doesn't matter, but I'm still different. "

It was obvious that Mu Jiushi did not care about his explanation. She put down the wine pot and walked into the courtyard.

She gazed at the somewhat gloomy sky. After a few moments of silence, she suddenly asked, "Why did he come to Hanqiu City?"

Bie Tianxin thought this over, then solemnly said, "Could it be that he wants to go to Wenshui?"

Anyone could see through this, so was there any need to think about it?

Mu Jiushi did not turn around, so Bie Tianxin could not see the hint of ridicule on her lips. He could only hear her praise.

"Brother Bie's words are very reasonable … then we should immediately notify the capital and Wenshui."

Bie Tianxin smiled. "Relax, I'll do it in a little while."

Mu Jiushi softly said, "Don't mention me."

Bie Tianxin's smile faded as he sighed. "Little Shi, I know that your Great Western Continent is not as calm as it seems on the surface. Back then, even Madam Mu was forced to leave her home, let alone you. Thus, you don't dare to let others know of our matter, but … you really don't need to be afraid of anything. As long as my parents know of this matter, would your elder brother dare to do anything to you?"

Mu Jiushi turned around and asked, "But your parents … what would they think?"

Bie Tianxin gazed deeply at her and said, "As long as I like it, my parents will definitely like it."

Mu Jiushi seemed moved. Walking up to him, she looked into his eyes and softly asked, "How much do you like me?"

With his lover before him, Bie Tianxin was incomparably satisfied. He sincerely said, "I'm willing to die for you."

Mu Jiushi lightly leaned against his shoulder. Gazing at the ancient scholar tree in the courtyard, she softly said, "Truly good."

Her hand was placed on his chest. It seemed like she was blocking it out of shyness, but in reality, she only needed to circulate her true essence to shatter Bie Tianxin's Ethereal Palace.

Then he would truly die.

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