The Sword Dynasty - 330. Chapter 329

To the south of Changling City, the gods are prisoners.

This building that looks like an ordinary Taoist temple always exudes a cold atmosphere. Except for a few big figures in the depths of the palace, all the powerful and powerful of the Qin Dynasty have deep guard and fear of this place. However, at this time Many people in this building are full of deep guard and fear in their eyes.

Only for a woman in white.

Ye Ce Leng got out of the carriage and walked alone along the gray stone road into the cold courtyard.

Strands of sky light fell obliquely against the mottled wall and spilled on her body.

In the deepest courtyard, a carriage was parked next to a dead wood.

The carriage is the deepest purple, the wood exudes a lustrous light color, and it is carved with patterns, the reliefs are overlapped, and they are inlaid with gold and jade, which is extremely luxurious.

Ye Ce Leng stopped and stared at the carriage. She laughed and said to the study in the courtyard slightly ironically, “This should be the sandalwood and red sandalwood carriage of Monarch Liling’s mansion. You did not expect it to be taken by you. Come here, the dignified superintendent of God Capital also likes such a vulgar thing?”

“The vulgar thing is not the vulgar thing, but I didn’t think about it, just like the smell of the wood itself.”

A flat voice came out through the concealed door, which seemed a little hollow.

“I don’t care about the dazzling appearance but the smell. This wood is rare, but it’s fair.” Ye Ce Leng slowly turned around, didn’t move any more, just looked inside through the open door and watched floating in the light. The fine dust, coldly said: “It’s just that others don’t know your flying sword cultivation base, don’t I know? I don’t want to have a reason for Baishanshui’s death, why are you?”

There was a moment of silence inside the door, and said: “Do you really don’t know.”

Ye Ce said coldly: “I really don’t know.”

“The bird hides in the bow.” There was a moment of silence inside the door, and said: “It’s just that I did this, not for myself.”

“No matter who you are for, I hope you don’t do it again in the future.”

Ye Ce Leng raised his head and said calmly and coldly: “I am me, you are you, you should know that I don’t want to owe you anything.”

No more words in the door.

Ye Ce Leng didn’t say anything any more, turned and left.

However, at the moment she just moved, the hollow voice inside the door rang again: “There is something I did not record in the report. There are some problems with the route that Baishanshui walks, and she seems to have been there on purpose. Streets.”

Ye Ce suddenly turned around coldly.

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A yellow-robed cultivator stepped out of the carriage and stepped on the soft grass outside of the woodland outside Jianzong Mountain Gate of Minshan Mountain.

The Minshan Sword Society has already ended, but the teachers from the various practice areas and some court officials who came to observe have not all dispersed. They looked at the yellow robe on this practitioner, and then sensed the breath of this practitioner. Everyone knew where this yellow robe practitioner came from, and various emotions appeared in his eyes.

This yellow-robed cultivator acted very respectfully and low-key. He and a Qingshan disciple who was in charge of contacting Jianzong Minshan whispered a few times, then returned to the carriage and waited quietly.

Thinking of the honorable mistress in the palace, the mood must be bad. The teachers and court officials of the various practice places dare not stay deliberately, and even some who had stayed for a while left early. The woodland was surrounded very quickly. Become more and more quiet.

The blue shirt practitioner from the Jianzong Minshan Mountain went and came again. Zhang Yi followed him in silence, walked through the forest, and walked towards the carriage where the yellow robe practitioner was.

The yellow-robed cultivator had directly informed his identity and intentions, but Zhang Yi didn’t understand how the extremely noble woman would make such an arrangement deliberately with her own identity.

So the closer he gets to this carriage, the more thrilling and disturbed he feels.

When he saw Zhang Yi’s figure, the yellow robe practitioner walked out of the carriage.

Then he bowed slightly to the Minshan Jianzong practitioner and Zhang Yi who led the way from a distance.

“My lady asked me to forward this letter to you.”

Without any extra words, watching the Minshan Jianzong cultivator who stepped aside and Zhang Yi walking in front of him, the respectful yellow-robed cultivator said a word peacefully, then took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it to him. Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi’s face instantly turned pale, and before he touched the letterhead, his hands became trembling.

But he didn’t make any sound. He lowered his head slightly, opened the letter paper, and looked at the beautiful but powerful writing in it, his hands became more trembling.

“I see.”

After reading it three times in a row and confirming that he did not miss any word, and did not comprehend the meaning of any word wrong, he bowed slightly to the yellow robe practitioner and said, “I agree with this. proposal.”

The practitioner in yellow robe looked at Zhang Yi’s pale but beginning to become firm face, looked at his still shaking hands, and stretched out his hand, as if to retract the letterhead, but at the same time his fingers just touched the letterhead. , This letter paper was shattered by a soft force, and it was directly turned into fine flying dust and scattered in Zhang Yi’s hand.

This is a powerful state of cultivation, but such a yellow-robed cultivator is just an ordinary messenger for the perfect woman in the palace.

In the gate of Jianzong of Minshan Mountain, there are some courtyards at the foot of the mountain on the side of Qingyu Mountain Road.

Some disciples who are new to beginners, or those who are about to learn, like Zhang Yi, live here temporarily.

Zhang Yi returned to the courtyard where he was temporarily staying. He closed the door and entered the room without saying hello to Dugubai and other people, and opened the pen and paper.

His face is still pale, but his hands have stabilized.

He quietly wrote a letter, left it on the table, and then opened the door to leave.

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A black cloud is flowing slowly in the sky.

A black goshawk slipped through the clouds and slid across a black mountain.

The black mountain is not tall, and there is no grass or tree growing, but there are countless large and small tombstones standing in a forest.

There was a corps of imperial drivers staying outside the mountain.

There is a tomb in a valley near the top of the mountain, and the tombstone in front of the tomb is a small imperial crown.

Qi Di stood in this valley with a sad expression on his face.

He was the only one standing in the entire valley and the entire mountain.

When Zhang Yi quietly left a letter and opened the door to leave, he was also looking at a secret note that had just arrived in his hand.

He is not so calm.

After carefully reading the last word of the sealed note, he cried directly, crying hard and desolately.

“Master! You have gone without complaint, but since you left, I have had trouble sleeping and eating. In my dreams, I often see the Tiger and Wolf Master of the Qin Army breaking into the city, and no one can stop it.”

“Master! The Minshan Sword Meeting has just ended. You know that Changling has another genius like Jing Liuli and Ambrose.”

“Master! It’s really bitter to think about it… When the Bashan sword field was in its heyday, Qin had already produced so many geniuses that people couldn’t even think about. Now, they are still emerging in endlessly. Is it true that Yuan Wu is the destiny of his destiny? NS?”

“Master! Jing Liuli and Anbaoshi are already inferior to young people in each dynasty. In ten years, no one will be able to resist. But two such monsters are not enough. Now there is another one. We have. It’s good, you finally left such a disciple, but forcibly buried yourself with you. What does this mean?”

“Every time I read this, I can’t wait to go with you.”

“Master! If it weren’t for the people of Qi, I would really like to go with you.”

Emperor Qi cried so much that there was no imperial demeanor, tears streaming down.

The grave in front of him was dead and unchanging. There was not even a weed growing out of it, and there was not even any strange aura that a practitioner could perceive. However, as his cries became louder and louder, the soil on the grave was Started to vibrate slightly.

Obviously, it was only the black soil trembling, but it clearly exuded an aura of unhappiness that had seen through Qi Emperor.

Emperor Qi widened his eyes, stopped the grief, but sobbed from time to time.

The unpleasant aura became even more sharp and withdrawn, as peaceful as he didn’t like to be disturbed.

The soil on the top of the tomb was floating like burnt incense ash, and a little black light slowly leaked out.

A dark and cold black grass grew out of it.

This black grass had only one blade of grass, and when it grew out, it was facing Emperor Qi, but in an instant, the tip of the grass pointed in the direction of the Changling Mausoleum of the Great Qin Dynasty.

Qi Di’s sobbing stopped, and after tangling for a moment, he bowed to the tomb and bowed to the grave. The moment he turned around, his face was still with tears, but his eyes were filled with joy.