The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 103: One night is as long as one year old

If this scene is seen by the people of Chu, especially the officials in the court, they will be shocked and speechless.

Kneeling to the emperor is a matter of course, even if it is an idiot emperor, but this is Zhang Dashi!

Liu Shisui naturally knew who the chief messenger of this murder was, and what this great priest meant in the Kingdom of Chu, but he thought it was normal.

He asked Jing Jiu for instructions: "Kill?"

Dashi Zhang's expression remained unchanged, as if he hadn't heard these words, and didn't turn around and run away.

He entered the temple alone and has already expressed his attitude.

"Don't mess around."

Jing Jiu waved his hand and motioned to Tuashi to get up.

Zhang Da Shidao: "Your Majesty, this is not what I meant."

Jing Jiudao: "I know."

Dashi Zhang was silent for a while and said: "Your Majesty, if you want to be in charge of government, I can always..."

"I don't want to."

Jing Jiu didn't let him finish the conversation, and said: "This matter has never happened before, so you can handle it yourself afterwards."

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Dashi Zhang left the palace to deal with the follow-ups, and did not forget to let the maids and eunuchs be brought back. Your Majesty must have no one to serve.

The gate of the palace was closed tightly, and the imperial army was surrounded by water. Not the assassins, or the flies coming from the news to the smell of blood, could not enter.

The eunuchs and palace ladies were very scared. They didn't know when the palace gate would open, ushering in a massacre, shivering all night.

The next day, the sun rose as usual.

The gate of the palace opened, the imperial army withdrew, the palace was extremely bright in the morning light, and things were as usual, and nothing seemed to have happened. Of course, there have been some changes. For example, the young and powerful Shang Shu of the Ministry of Rites was suddenly deprived of office, and several young and Zhuang officials were demoted, expelled, and poisoned to death in the mountains and forests further south...

Master Zhang was driven back to his hometown to guard his grandfather's grave, and was not taken back to the capital by the court's cavalry until many years later.

There is also a small but noticeable change in the palace.

There is a little guard beside your Majesty.

The little guard stays by your Majesty's side all the time, staying at every step, and staying outside the temple at night, as if he never had to sleep.

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The questioning conference has entered a new stage, and the most obvious sign is that the questioner has begun to die and leave the illusion.

In the cave house in the depths of Echo Valley, a breeze slowly brushed over the ancient bronze mirror, and a monk opened his eyes.

Looking at the picture in front of him, his eyes were a little dazed, and he gradually woke up and understood what was going on.

He stayed in the illusion of Qingtianjian for fifteen years, and opened his eyes to discover that the real world hadn't passed many days.

The ascetic looked at the Qingtianjian in front of him, and found that it was different from when he entered.

Qingfeng is like an invisible hand, slowly pushing Qingtianjian to rotate at a very slow speed.

The light of the sky falling from the top of the cave is constantly changing, and the little people like sesame seeds above seem to be alive.

The cultivator's gaze moved on the Qingtian Mirror, and instinctively wanted to find Qi Guo's position, and wanted to see the people he knew.

Suddenly he woke up, those are all fake, but...if those fifteen years were just a dream, why is the memory so vivid?

He was a little surprised.

This feeling is very complicated and difficult to describe in words. If it is experienced by ordinary people, it will probably go crazy, or it will be so immersed, it is difficult to get rid of it.

The ascetics are relatively better, and it is still difficult to fully wake up in a short period of time.

However, if the insights generated through this process can be digested and absorbed, the Dao Heart will be strengthened, which is the purpose of the Dao Dao Conference.

A few more monks opened their eyes and woke up one after another. They went through the same process as the previous ascetic, and it took a while before they accepted the reality and began to discuss their encounters in the illusion. Then they discovered that they had been killed by a black-clothed assassin with a deep realm and amazing combat power.

Who is that black assassin?

They looked at the ascetics who hadn't awakened yet, guessing in their hearts their identities in the illusion.

Jing Jiu should be the emperor of Chu, was Bai Zao really the princess of Qin who was in trouble? And that person...

Their eyes fell on Zhuo Rusui.

Zuo Rusui closed his eyes, as if he was asleep, no different from what he usually looks like.

But I don't know why, Youdao's extremely weak killing intent is slowly overflowing from his body.

The cultivators looked at each other with a wry smile, guessing the identity of the black-clothed assassin, thinking that they had not died unjustly.

This little monster of the Green Mountain Sect does not want Wang Tu’s hegemony in the illusion, but kills people wholeheartedly. How many people can stop it?

Another monk opened his eyes and woke up, dressed as a scribe. He was the very self-esteem disciple of the Kunlun School.

The Kunlun school disciple looked around, his eyes were very confused, and suddenly burst into tears with extreme grief. The ascetics who woke up first did not show a mocking look, because they felt the same way, and when they first woke up, their performance was not much better.

After a while, the Kunlun school disciple finally accepted the reality and stopped crying.

A cultivator who had known him asked with concern: "Friend Qiu, how did you come out? Was it also found by a black assassin?"

The Kunlun school disciple whose surname was Qiu Chengdao, was slightly startled when he heard the words, and said: "What black assassin?"

The cultivator was a little surprised, and asked: "If it wasn't for that little monster to come to the door, with the skills of a fellow daoist, why did he leave the illusion so early?"

Qiu Chengdao sighed and said: "I came to the seven gods of the Zhenguo Dajiao in the Luo Kingdom. I practiced hard and deliberately managed it. I finally gained the trust of the leader. I was selected to help the emperor refine alchemy. Staying in the palace for decades, conquering the emperor, and becoming the leader of a religion in the future, and then building the country based on religion, who would have thought that the army of Beihai County, which was attacking Qin Guozhang County, suddenly turned south and fought against the private army of King Jing of Chu, but In twenty days, the two armies rushed into the capital city, and the palace was burned into ruins. I was not lucky and could not escape. Of course, what if I can escape? I am afraid that I would be destroyed if I want to come to the Seven Gods Sect. Up."

These ascetics have lived in the illusion for fifteen years, and suddenly heard that the Luo Kingdom, one of the five countries, had been destroyed in this way, and they couldn't help feeling very much and were silent. Only one monk exclaimed: "What? Luo Guo was actually destroyed? When was this?"

Qiu Chengdao glanced at the man and asked: "When did you come out?"

The cultivator had the final say, and said: "I will come out an hour before brother Dao."

Qiu Chengdao said: "That is, less than 30 days after you left, the two armies killed them."

The cultivator was slightly startled when he heard the words, thinking about the dear friends who were still in the illusion, and there was pain in his eyes.

Qiu Chengdao asked: "Are you a native of Luo?"

The monk saluted: "I am ashamed, when I died, I was just an ordinary official in the court, but I had heard of the Daoist's name in the palace."

A young Taoist who helped the emperor refine alchemy actually enjoyed a great reputation. Naturally, it could not be a good reputation. He was too inconvenient to understand.

Yu Chengdao didn't feel ashamed. Instead, he stroked his short beard lightly, looking a little proud.

Soon those pride disappeared and turned into anger, because he discovered that he was the sixth one to come out.

There are also twenty questioners in the illusion. They have extraordinary talents and excellent methods. Why are they eliminated so early?

Qiu Chengdao looked at the people who were still sleeping with their eyes closed, eyes full of pain and anger, and he shouted: "This is not fair! Why do they go in to be Prince Jing, Prince Beihai, and the idiot emperor, but we have to follow Start climbing at the bottom?"

Listening to these words, the faces of the monks who woke up all showed the same emotion.

Thinking about the difficulties and humiliation in the Seven Gods Sect and the imperial palace in the past 15 years, Qiu Chengdao snorted, his sleeves rolled slightly, and a breeze rushed towards somewhere.

Jing Jiu sat there with his eyes closed.

Which questioner Qiu Chengdao hates most is naturally the idiot emperor of Chu.

I believe most people who ask questions think this way.

Of course he didn't dare to kill Jing Jiu, but he just woke up from the illusion, still in a trance, he always wanted to vent his shame and anger. If his sleeve wind were to fall on Jing Jiu, Jing Jiu's spirit in Qingtianjian would definitely be disturbed, and something big would happen if it was uncertain.

Suddenly a crisp bell rang.

A small glazed bell appeared in front of Jing Jiu, making the sleeves invisible.

At this moment, Qing'er flew out of the Qingtianjian, flapped her transparent wings, brought a violent wind, rolled up Qiu Chengdao's body and threw it out from the top of the cave.

He screamed in the sky. I don't know where he will end up and what he will be thrown into.

Qing'er looked at the other five ascetics who woke up, her eyes extremely cold.

The five cultivators kept quiet, indicating that this matter has nothing to do with them.

Qing'er ignored these people, looked at the small colored glass bell in front of Jing Jiu, with a slightly different expression, thinking that this person is really strange, there are so many good things around him.

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Girl Qinger returned to Qingtianjian again and became the blue bird, flying back and forth between North Qin and South Chu, occasionally going to Zhao Guo to take a look.

Time passed slowly in its flight, and another three years passed in a blink of an eye.

A lot of things happened in three years. With the secret help of Hu Qi and King Jing, the Beihai County rebellion finally succeeded, and the army rushed into Xianyang.

The Beihai prefect officially ascended the throne as emperor, and the second edict issued was Li Baizhou as the prince.

This incident did not exceed people's expectations. The young Valkyrie ranked second in the day, but he played the most important role in raising troops and made countless credits.

His elder brother asked to stay in Beihai long before the start of the army, and made clear that he gave up or gave up, but it was a bit chilling that he died shortly after the issuance of the Prince's Edict. He died of illness, but who knows whether he committed suicide or was killed?

The princess who was in trouble was also welcomed into Xianyang City, and was named the princess protector of the country by the new emperor. She seemed extremely noble, but it was not.

Everyone in Xianyang knows that this former princess is confined in the cold palace and may not be able to come out again in this life.

The situation in the Qin State did not calm down quickly. In the name of supporting the princess, many rebels marched forward to attack Xianyang City one after another. Bai Tian led a large army to culminate everywhere, the military method was still like a god, and the method was more and more brutal, slaughtering the village at every turn, no one called him the young Valkyrie, but called him the **** of murder.

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As a secret supporter of Qin’s new emperor, King Chu’s Jing also reaped great benefits. Luo’s large fertile fields returned to Cangzhou, and the food and grass problem that had plagued the father and son for many years was finally solved. Perhaps because of this reason, Prince Jing Shizi has been in a good mood these days.

When the first snow fell, he asked his subordinates to push his wheelchair to the lake to enjoy the snow.

In fact, his mood is not very good, and his eyes are covered with a faint shadow and discomfort.

Qin's situation has always been under his control, and Bai Zhou's military exploits have left his plans, but now he feels that the situation seems to have gradually deviated from the direction. It wasn't because the princess was imprisoned, it was something that the three of them had discussed, but the things that Shiori had done recently. In his opinion, Brother Bai’s current approach is hurtful, even if this is an illusion, the human beings in it are not real life, it is also inappropriate, and from the mind, if Brother Bai is slightly lost, it will be quite detrimental to the overall situation. .

The cruise on the lake in the first snow did not stop, even more than usual. It seems that he is not alone in watching the snow scene. The girls and guests on the boat looked at the wheelchair by the lake, then looked at the strong guards scattered around, guessed the identity of the person in the wheelchair, exclaimed, and saluted and greeted them far away.

The girls kept waving their sleeves, hoping that the son of the world would suddenly come and take a look on the boat.

Suddenly a pigeon flew to the lake without fear of the cold, landed on a wheelchair, and was taken away by one hand.

Tong Yan looked at the people on the boat with a smile and saluted, and said: "How did Prince Qin write to the evening?"

The subordinates unlocked the news brought by the carrier pigeons, their expressions suddenly solemn, and said: "Mr. Xiang... is dead."

Tong Yan's eyes changed slightly, but there was still a smile on her face, and said: "Prince Qin moved his hand?"

The subordinate said: "No, it should still be the man in black."

Tong Yan felt a little relaxed, and said: "Getting closer...It seems that his next goal should be me."

The first questioner he found back then was his junior brother Xiang Wanshu.

Xiang Wanshu has been hiding extremely deeply, and is responsible for the communication between him and Shiruji and the princess. Neither the Jing Palace nor his own spy organization knew about the existence of Xiang Wanshu. The man in black was able to find Xiang Wanshu, and it was clear that this man was not just staring at the information leaks on his side, but there were other sources of information.

"You should be waiting for me to kill you when you leave the house, but are you not afraid that I might surprise you in the lake?"

Suddenly there was a lazy voice in the snow.

The guards of the palace allocated their weapons one after another, their expressions dignified, as if they were facing an enemy.

In the past few years, a man in black appeared in the world, with a high realm and amazing combat power. He challenged masters everywhere, killing people, and there was a gap between him and the palace.

The palace guards always guarded this person, who would have thought that they would let the other party come to such a close place quietly.

Tong Yan's expression remained unchanged and said: "You never engage in assassinations, you are fighting head-on. What is there to be afraid of?"

"You are Prince Jing, you are not the same as those poor guys, I won't care so much if I want to kill you."

A man wearing a hat came out of the wind and snow~IndoMTL.com~ He was full of laziness, but he was extremely sharp and murderous, like a sword in a sheath.

Tong Yan looked at the human being: "I used to think you were Jing Jiu, but today you look a bit like him."

The man lifted the hat behind him, revealing a plain and unfamiliar face, and said: "You know I am not him."

Tong Yan looked at that person's eyes, and asked with some uncertainty: "Zuo Rusui?"

The man felt very inexplicable, and said: "Who else can it be?"

(End of this chapter)

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