Chapter 87 Meeting an old friend by chance
Chapter 87 Meeting an old friend by chance
That night, the entire capital of the Song Dynasty was alarmed.
Just now, the two long rainbows in the sky only attracted the attention of the cultivators, but afterwards, dozens of crisp hitting sounds spread in the air, waking up everyone in the capital.
Countless people got up, opened the windows, and looked at the two light bands slowly dissipating in the night sky, wondering what was happening.
On this sleepless night when countless people are suffering, Lin Shan on the street is facing a life-or-death decision: how to turn defeat into victory, or escape.
The golden light in the sky stopped steadily in mid-air. Looking at the small green dots on the ground, the old man in the royal foundation-building stage sneered repeatedly. Just as he was about to continue his attack, he suddenly saw the defensive magic weapon that Lin Shan had sacrificed in front of him, and felt vaguely that it seemed familiar?
After taking a closer look, some scenes from over a hundred years ago flashed through his mind, and he couldn't help but exclaimed, "Cloud Copper Heart Mirror!"
"What is your relationship with Master Zuo?"
Lin Shan was also shocked when he suddenly heard this exclamation. Does this royal family elder in the foundation-building stage know this magic weapon?
Then he reacted immediately.
That’s right! When Master Zuo gave him this magic weapon, appraiser Zhang Lao could recognize it at a glance. It seemed to be the magic weapon that Master Zuo used to be famous before he became a golden elixir.
The older generation who often go to Yichuanfang Market seem to know it all.
Thinking of this, Lin Shan suddenly realized that he seemed to be able to use this point to raise a big banner, which might have a miraculous effect.
At this time, on the houses around in the distance, groups of three or five of independent cultivators followed over and looked at the situation here from afar.
He was obviously curious about which blind cultivator had dared to anger the royal foundation-building senior. At the same time, he planned to come and show his face to the royal foundation-building senior after the battle and establish a relationship with him.
After all, everyone usually serves as a worshiper in the various royal palaces or forces in the capital, so it is not wrong to build a better relationship with the royal elders. A rough count of these people showed that there were as many as thirty or forty immortal cultivators.
Lin Shan's mind raced instantly, and he responded immediately, using his spiritual power to amplify his voice far away, so that people in most of the capital could hear it in the silent night.
"I am Lin Shan, a disciple of Master Zuo, a Jindan-stage elder in the Yichuan Internal Affairs Department. I am honored to meet you, a senior from the royal family who is at the Foundation Establishment stage!"
The loud voice spread for a long time in the night sky, echoing continuously.
After hearing this, countless mortals in the capital were wondering in their hearts: which faction did Yi Chuan belong to? Master Zuo? A royal family foundation-building period? What did all this mean?
However, although some leaders of major forces, princes and nobles were not very clear about the inside story, Yi Chuan from Xiuxianfang City had heard a little about it. They were all shocked and could not control themselves.
The immortal cultivators who were watching the battle from a distance were all stunned. An elder of Yichuan's Internal Affairs Department! A disciple of Zuo Zhenren, who was in the Golden Core Stage! The person that the ancestor of the royal family was hunting down had such an identity?
The old man in the foundation-building stage of the royal family in the sky was also stunned by the loud shout. After he saw the cloud copper heart-protecting mirror, he felt that Lin Shan might have some relationship with Zuo Zhenren.
But if it matters, then it matters. Why are you shouting so loudly? What's the point of letting the whole capital city hear it?
As for the meanings, everyone present knew them clearly.
Before Lin Shan revealed his identity, the old man in the royal foundation-building stage tried to kill him. No one knew who he was killing, so naturally he had no scruples.
But now that everyone knows about it, if you kill him again, you have to carefully consider the consequences. Because no one can guarantee that there will be no opportunistic cultivators who will go to Yichuan to report to Master Zuo.
By then, the Jindan-stage True Person will be furious, and even if he is a royal foundation-building cultivator, he will not be able to escape punishment!
After all, the royal family of the Song Dynasty was just a puppet. As long as the bloodline was still there, no major sect would be willing to go out of their way to cause trouble for the Jindan Zhenren just for the sake of a few royal monks.
The atmosphere gradually became solemn, and the entire capital city seemed to be about to be hit by a violent storm. The wandering cultivators and priests who were watching from all sides were all trembling with fear, secretly cursing themselves for joining in the fun.
God knows how this guy below pissed off the royal foundation-building senior and was caught and hunted down. If the royal foundation-building senior in front of us insists on killing him, then in order to block the news, will we, who know the inside story, also be silenced?
Lin Shan stared at the sky with a serious expression. As soon as the opponent made a move, he would directly strengthen the talisman or magic weapon according to the plan he had rehearsed in his mind.
Regardless of success or failure, we will give it a try and never sit still and wait for death!
The royal old man in the foundation-building stage in the sky was standing on a golden flying sword, and for a moment he was caught in a dilemma, his face changing from gloomy to bright.
Now that this kid has killed the Princess of Dayan whom he bought at a huge price, this matter can be covered up to be honest.
But the problem is that now countless people in the capital are watching. If it was Zuo Zhenren in the Jindan stage standing in front of him, he would just admit defeat, and everyone would think it was natural and there was nothing wrong with it.
But the man in front of him was just a young man in the Qi training stage. He was being chased one moment, and the next moment he revealed his identity. He let him run wild in his territory and did not dare to act rashly. The dignity of the Song Dynasty royal family might be completely destroyed!
It's not that he didn't doubt the truthfulness of what this kid said, but with the "Cloud Copper Heart Mirror" in front of him, even if he was not a disciple of Zuo Zhenren, he was probably closely related to Zuo Zhenren.
The scene was eerily quiet; no one dared to speak at this moment, and everyone fell into a strange stalemate.
Everyone is waiting for the choice of the elder in the Foundation Establishment Stage of the Heavenly Royal Family.
To kill or not to kill?
The wandering cultivators around were secretly preparing to escape. If the royal family was going to take action, they, as witnesses and survivors, would definitely be liquidated. Whoever could escape would be a good one.
What we hope now is that the mess that kid below made isn’t too big and there’s still a chance to make amends.
Lin Shan secretly curled his lips in his heart. I guess the old man above is still in the dark about the real trouble I have caused. When the prince of Qi, Jinyi, dies in middle age, that weird big eyeball will come out. I am afraid...
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Just when the atmosphere was at a stalemate, from deep within the imperial palace in the capital, a powerful aura suddenly rose into the sky, and a streak of purple light slowly flew to the center of the field under the expectant gaze of everyone.
The stream of light stopped, and two people stood one in front and one behind on a purple thundercloud.
In front of him was a middle-aged man in a purple robe, with a hairpin on his head and a jade belt around his waist, exuding the spiritual pressure of a foundation-building period. Behind him was a young man in a white robe, but he was only in the late stage of the Qi training period.
All the wandering cultivators breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the middle-aged man in purple robe. They knew that the old man in the royal foundation-building stage could no longer silence everyone.
The man who came was famous, with the Taoist name Lei Yunzi. He was the direct descendant of the Zixiao Sect, one of the three major immortal cultivation sects in the Song Dynasty. He represented the major sect and sat in the palace. Not to mention whether the royal family had the courage to silence him, they might not be able to defeat him just by fighting.
After all, there are many immortal cultivation sects in the Song Dynasty, but the three top sects that can become the leaders each have their own magical powers and are passed down from generation to generation in nearly dozens of lineages.
Each lineage has cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage and even the Golden Core Stage, and it is even said that there is a Yuanying True Lord who is so high above that he is hard to be seen.
The Song Dynasty was just a dynasty supported by the secular world. It was equivalent to a guard dog raised by others. If you dare to anger the people from the three major sects, you will naturally suffer the consequences.
At this time, the old man in the royal family's foundation-building stage had to bow and greet the purple-robed middle-aged man after seeing him: "Fellow Daoist Lei Yunzi."
Lei Yunzi nodded casually, somewhat condescendingly, looked around slowly, and asked casually:
"What happened that made you make such a fuss?"
The old man in the foundation-building stage of the royal family was too lazy to return the gift when he saw Lei Yunzi, and his attitude was arrogant, but his edges and corners had long been smoothed out. He just responded with a slightly apologetic smile: "It's just that a young man killed me and brought me back from the auction in Yichuan."
But before he could finish his words, the young man in white robe behind Lei Yunzi suddenly interrupted. He carefully observed Lin Shan on the street below from the sky and asked with some uncertainty.
"You are Lin Shan?"
Hearing the voice, Lin Shan turned his gaze towards the source and saw the young man in white robe who spoke. There seemed to be some familiarity between his brows, a bit like an old friend who had once taken the blame for him in the Lin family of Qinghe County.
"Lin Linfan?"
(End of this chapter)