Before this, Northern Qi had different opinions about the civil strife in the Eastern Tang and the rise of Chang 'an.
The second prince's idea was to join forces with the Eastern Tang to destroy Chang 'an in a pincer attack from the north and south.
The other people's attitudes were much more ambiguous.
Most people's thoughts were to leave Chang 'an and let the Eastern Tang slowly deal with their own headaches.
On the other hand, the Eastern Tang was implicated by Chang 'an, so they didn't have the energy to care about the Northern Qi Crown Prince. The second prince lost a great support.
The two sides couldn't come to an agreement. In the end, King Qi's decision was quite thought-provoking.
He agreed to Gao Jun's request to be an ambassador. Internally, he said he wanted to take the opportunity to find out the truth about Chang 'an.
"What if Chang 'an doesn't accept Your Highness's kindness?" Yang Yulin asked.
Gao Jun played with two iron walnuts in his hand. "That depends on the reason. If they think too highly of themselves and don't want to cooperate with Northern Qi, then let them be. Let them slowly fight with the Eastern Tang.
If they choose one of my brothers, then it's another matter … "
Gao Jun's expression was calm. "In that case, let's destroy Chang 'an as soon as possible."
Yang Yulin said, "Do we need to contact the sect to make preparations?"
"Don't disturb Master first."
Gao Jun held the walnuts in one hand and waved the other. "Of course I'm not stupid enough to start a fight with them in Chang 'an. It's not too late to plan after we leave."
He smiled. "If we want to destroy Chang 'an, we can't be the first. We must wait for the Eastern Tang to be the first to make plans."
"Your Highness, you don't have to be so pessimistic. Maybe the City Lord of Chang 'an will welcome Your Highness's visit?" Yang Yulin smiled.
Gao Jun also smiled. "I don't dare to say that. After all, he may be a master of the Ninth Realm.
When Father or Master comes, the City Lord may give a grand welcome. This time, I'm just a vanguard for Father and Master.
But Junior Sister, you're right. My assumptions are too pessimistic. I'm just preparing for the worst. "
"There's no harm in preparing for a rainy day." Yang Yulin smiled.
Gao Jun suddenly thought of something. "By the way, is there any news about that Li Jie?"
Yang Yulin replied, "The sect sent news that the other party's whereabouts are unknown, but it might be related to the Third Prince."
Gao Jun frowned slightly. "He's a Ninth Realm cultivator, after all. Although he's a newly risen one …"
Yang Yulin sat across from him silently, not replying this time.
The Eastern Tang dynasty actually had as many Ninth Realm martial artists as the Northern Qi dynasty.
However, in the process of King of Tang and Li Xuanxin strengthening the centralization of power, they had killed more than one Ninth Realm opponent.
In recent years, the only Ninth Realm cultivators left in Eastern Tang were the King of Tang, the Green Cloud Monastery, and the dean of White Horse College.
The leader of Dahe Longmen, Li Jie, was a rare fourth person.
Within Northern Qi, although the leaders of the Five Great Clans often had conflicts with each other, they were extremely united when it came to limiting the royal power. They would never give King Qi a chance to attack them one by one.
Gao Jun was a direct disciple of Misty Sky Peak and also King Qi's sixth son. His identity was very subtle.
Therefore, Yang Yulin didn't respond to this topic.
However, Gao Jun quickly changed the topic. "Is there any news about that traitor Mu Hongwen?"
"He should be in the Eastern Tang's Secret Pavilion." Yang Yulin nodded. "Master once sent people to Eastern Tang to negotiate with the Eastern Tang about Mu Hongwen, but they pretended to be ignorant."
Mu Hongwen was an elder of Misty Sky Peak in the past. He later defected.
Faced with the pursuit of his sect, he went all the way south, left Northern Qi, and went into exile in Eastern Tang.
"Therefore, it's only right that the Eastern Tang be taught a lesson in Chang 'an. It's also right that Li Xuanxin lost a son outside Chang' an," Gao Jun said with a chuckle.
Yang Yulin was also pleased. "That's right."
As the two of them chatted, the envoy team flew across thousands of miles of mountains and rivers on strange flying beasts.
After a long journey of more than ten days, they arrived at the southwest border of Northern Qi for a final rest.
This place was right next to Longbei County, which was located in the northwest of Eastern Tang.
After Gao Jun and the envoy team rested, they crossed the border and arrived at Longbei County. Then, they continued south.
Soon, the peaks of the Longling Mountains gradually appeared on the horizon.
When they got closer and saw the city walls extending out of the mountains, everyone was stunned.
"Showing off their strength?" Yang Yulin was stunned. "It's indeed a work of the gods, but is it necessary to go through so much trouble?"
Gao Jun frowned and then relaxed. "Interesting. This is indeed an interesting place. This trip wasn't in vain."
The group landed in the capital of Qinzhou. Then, they set off from the capital and went to Chang 'an on the ground.
When they entered the mountains and saw the first layer of the outer city and the inner city, the people of Northern Qi were somewhat speechless.
When they saw the Daming Palace in midair, everyone was even more shocked.
When they arrived at the Imperial Pivot Hall, Gao Jun got off the carriage and asked impatiently, "What is that palace in the sky?"
Before the people beside him could answer, a voice suddenly came from the courtyard of the Imperial Pivot Hall.
"Riding into the inner city? Even Prince Qi doesn't have such treatment. "
The Sixth Prince of Northern Qi, Gao Jun, couldn't help but be surprised.
He didn't immediately realize whether or not Prince Qi was worthy of such treatment. Instead, he subconsciously said, "When we entered the city gates, no one mentioned …"
But before he could finish, the voice in the Imperial Pivot Hall rang out again.
"Take him."
Before the voice had died away, two voices rushed out of the Imperial Pivot Hall at the same time.
One had an aura like a surging river, and the light of his sword was like a waterfall.
The other was as swift as Thunder, and his legs were like a chain of wind and thunder.
The former was the Elder of the Dahe Longmen, "Dahe Taisui" Han Zhe.
The latter was the Elder of the Hu family, Hu Yingjie.
Thanks to Hu Ming's intercession, Hu Yingjie was temporarily freed from his role as a coolie and redeemed himself by meritorious service.
At this moment, he and Han Zhe, two seventh-realm butchers of martial arts, pounced on Gao Jun together.
Gao Jun was so angry that he laughed. "Is this how Chang 'an treats its guests? Are you purposely making things difficult for me?"
He drew his soft sword from his waist. With a flash of sword light, he almost disappeared in a hazy mist.
It was the Fourteen Swords of Heaven Mist, a famous sect of Northern Qi, Misty Peak.
The misty sword light seemed weak and ethereal, but it successfully blocked Han Zhe's river-like sword light.
At the same time, under the cover of the sword light, Gao Jun successfully avoided Hu Yingjie's Thunder Rush Kick.
The misty and illusory sword light even went against the "river" and rolled back toward Han Zhe.
But at this moment, there was a sudden clap of thunder in the sky.
The Green Thunder struck down, almost knocking Gao Jun off his feet.
"… Green Cloud Temple's Thunder Technique?"
Gao Jun almost cursed out loud.
Didn't they say that the Green Cloud Temple and Chang 'an City didn't get along?
Why was there a master of the Green Cloud Temple here?
In the courtyard of the Imperial Pivot Hall, a young Taoist priest sat cross-legged. The Nascent Soul above his head had already left his body and was wrapped in a Thunder Cloud.
Just like Hu Yingjie, after being imprisoned, he turned to the traitor Gu Hechuan of the Green Cloud Temple in Chang 'an City.
Without any worries, Gu Hechuan's Nascent Soul left his body. He immediately unleashed his full power. The chain of Green Thunder seemed to be endless. Not only did it hit Gao Jun, but it also swept Yang Yulin and the others into it.
Poor Yang Yulin was one of the most talented disciples of the younger generation of Misty Peak. She had reached the sixth realm of martial arts at a young age and was famous throughout Northern Qi.
But now, she had to face the bombardment of Gu Hechuan, a former elder of the Green Cloud Temple and a seventh realm Taoist. She had to face an opponent that was still out of her league.
After Gu Hechuan's Nascent Soul left his body, the power of his spells increased greatly. Bolts of Green Thunder struck the people of Northern Qi.
Only Gao Jun, who was also a seventh realm Taoist priest, could withstand the chain of Green Thunder.
His cultivation was close to that of Li Qiong, the Ninth Prince of the Eastern Tang. Both of them were about to break through to the eighth realm.
But now, facing the combined attack of three seventh realm masters, Gao Jun was in a difficult situation.
With a groan, the flexible sword in his right hand flew out of his hand and flew towards Hu Yingjie.
Taking advantage of Hu Yingjie's defense, Gao Jun suddenly struck out with both palms. A cold wind blew and hit Han Zhe on the other side.
The hot blood of a martial arts master seemed to be frozen in this moment.
Han Zhe, who was facing the attack directly, felt as if his whole body was about to be frozen.
A thought quickly flashed through his mind.
Northern Qi's royal family's secret technique, Cold Sky Palm!
Gao Jun's cultivation was already slightly higher than Han Zhe's. Now, he used the secret technique, Sky Mist Fourteen Swords, which was even more powerful. Han Zhe was instantly pressured to the point of suffocation.
Although Gao Jun was a disciple of Misty Sky Peak, he also knew Northern Qi's royal family's secret technique.
Seeing Gao Jun use Cold Sky Palm, Yang Yulin and the other Wutian Peak disciples were also shocked.
Gao Jun didn't even look at Yang Yulin and the others. He forced Han Zhe back with one palm and immediately rushed out of Chang 'an City.
Unfortunately, although he shook off Han Zhe and Hu Yingjie, before he could take a step, a bolt of Green Thunder struck him.
Gao Jun forcefully scattered the lightning with one palm, but the lightning was scattered but not disorderly. It still moved around his body.
A sea of green lightning surrounded him from all directions.
It was the Yin Yang Thunder Sea, which was passed down from Green Cloud Temple's direct disciple.
Gao Jun endured the bombardment of the sea of lightning with great difficulty. Hu Yingjie and Han Zhe persevered and surrounded him.
"You're courting death!" Gao Jun made up his mind. He was going to seriously injure one of them and then escape.
But at that moment, a cold voice suddenly rang out from the sky. "You've been entangled for so long under His Majesty's nose. What a scandal!"
A blood-red light suddenly enveloped everyone's heads.
Then, a blood-red phoenix descended from the sky.
Blood Shadow, who was at the eighth realm and had already cultivated a devil soul and studied the Blood Book of the Phoenix, arrived. Gao Jun had no room to struggle and was quickly taken down.
Handing the seriously injured Gao Jun to Han Zhe and the others, the old man in blood-red clothes walked into Imperial Pivot Hall. "Who can afford to be punished for disturbing His Majesty?"
Mr. Dark Cloud's expression was calm. "Well done this time. You've worked hard."
He didn't anger Blood Shadow. The old devil's mood didn't fluctuate. "Do your own thing next time."
The two of them confronted each other with equal harshness. The others outside didn't make a sound. They lowered their heads and looked at their toes as if they didn't exist.
"Chang 'an is rude and unreasonable. You're deliberately making things difficult for us. Do you want to become enemies with Northern Qi?"
Gao Jun, who had been captured, shouted coldly.
Mr. Dark Cloud walked past Blood Shadow to stand in front of Gao Jun and look down at him.
"So what if I am?"
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