Chapter 336: Your Majesty, Zhao Duan has killed the demon on the spot
Chapter 336: Your Majesty, Zhao Duan has killed the demon on the spot
The Imperial Master was killed by my own master? Wasn't it the Dugong who did it?
At this moment, Qian Kerou and the others' faces were first dull, then a moment of bewilderment emerged, accompanied by strong doubts.
This was completely beyond their expectations.
In the corner of the carriage, Qingniao, who was wearing prison uniform, and Yunxi, who had turned "black", were also stunned. The former looked stunned and quickly realized what had happened.
——This pseudo-emperor’s lackey actually managed to counterattack when his dream was devoured by the imperial teacher?
"How did you do it?" Yun Xi came out of her emotionless state. As a disciple of the Grand Tutor, although she had never seen a demon, she knew how powerful it was.
As for the actor Wu Ling, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, his qi sea was shaken and his magic power was dissipated by Ma Yan's punch. He also tilted his head, but without too much surprise.
In his opinion, since the Zhao thief dared to come and arrest people, it was not surprising that he had some hidden cards.
After all, there were several branch leaders of the Kuangfu Society who died at the hands of the other side.
"That woman in red..."
Ma Yan's eyes flickered, and he remembered that this kid once told him that after he entered the divine realm, the ancient warriors he visualized were extremely rare.
So, this is your trump card?
How far have you come on the path of "Martial God"? What kind of gift has His Majesty given you?
Yes, no wonder His Majesty left you alone in the palace after the small court meeting this morning... I'm afraid that by then, something had already been arranged...
Ma Yan suddenly realized that he gradually understood everything, and thought that Zhao Duan's action of pointing to the sky was "the empress's arrangement."
Zhao Duan was also helpless. It was illogical and difficult to explain that he defeated the demon by relying on the overwhelming power of memory. He could only use this excuse.
"I understand." Ma Yan exhaled and smiled with satisfaction:
"It seems like you have another surprise for all of us. Eh? You don't look right."
At this time, everyone who had recovered from their shock noticed that under the moonlight, Zhao Duan's face was very red, with beads of sweat on his forehead and slightly raised blue veins.
Zhao Duan smiled bitterly and said:
"That guy exploded in my dream, so...will this be a problem?"
Ma Yan's expression became strange again, and he said faintly:
"It's hard to say whether you are reckless or lucky. When a cultivator's soul explodes, it will turn into pure soul power. If you can't hold on, you may be killed as well. But since you held on, I'm afraid you will get a great benefit and save yourself many years of detours."
After saying this with a slightly bitter tone, the cold eunuch added:
"However, the demon's methods are strange and there may be something wrong. I will take you to the palace immediately and let His Majesty investigate."
There is another hidden meaning in this sentence:
He was not sure whether the demon was really dead, so there was still a possibility that Zhao Duan could be bewitched.
Only if the Empress investigates it personally can she let him leave alone.
Ma Yan acted decisively and immediately handed Wu Ling over to Hou Renmeng and others, asking them to stay there while Haitang and others would arrive later to handle the follow-up.
He picked up the demon with one hand and held Zhao Duan under his armpit with the other. He flew into the air like a big bird, bearing the night sky, and ran towards the direction of the imperial palace.
Normally, riding a horse is fast.
But if you want to go in a straight line, the fastest way for a warrior in the world is to run madly.
No... give me some face, I can walk by myself... Zhao Duan opened his mouth, very dissatisfied with this shameful attitude.
But the cold night wind in the capital filled his mouth and blocked his words.
Zhao Duan was held by the chief eunuch's arm, helplessly feeling the gap between the divine realm and the mundane world.
Suddenly, Ma Yan, who was running, seemed to realize something. He stopped abruptly, landed on a roof ridge, and turned to look towards the sky to the south.
A hint of martial arts spirit overflowed from his pupils!
I saw a dark cloud floating in the gloomy sky outside the southern suburbs of the city. At this moment, dark red lightning flashed across it, as if there was some kind of existence hidden in it.
"Hmph!" Ma Yan's face changed slightly as if he had thought of something, but he turned around and continued to run towards the palace.
What is that… Zhao Duan, who was tucked under his armpit, frowned.
For some reason, after seeing the cloud, he felt restless and something was wrong.
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Tianshi Mansion, deep in the small courtyard.
Under the night sky, the branches and leaves of the huge and mysterious banyan tree swayed. Even in autumn, the big banyan tree still emitted a bright green light, which was extremely magical.
Under the tree, Zhang Yanyi sat in a rocking chair. He opened his eyes and saw the starlight outlined a petite figure.
Jin Jian wore gold-rimmed glasses, had an ethereal temperament, and a phantom voice:
"Master, Priest Zhao was injured and has been brought back."
The priest she mentioned was one of the targets of the national teacher.
The alchemy priest was extremely proud, and tonight, as he had said at the court meeting, he deliberately left the Tianshi Mansion and went to live in a private house in the city.
He also had a fight with the puppet of the national teacher who came to seduce him.
"Hmph, if he wants to show off, let him be. He will learn his lesson only after getting hurt. Why bother competing with an evil sorcerer instead of refining the elixir?" Zhang Yan said casually, not seeming to care much.
Jin Jian knew, however, that his master had a sharp tongue but a soft heart, and if he really didn't care, he wouldn't have let him go over to watch.
Fortunately, although the Dandao Priest was not good at fighting, he was stronger after all and managed to hold on.
Jin Jian tilted her head, squatted on her small stool, and said with her chin in her hand:
"Master, where does that evil Taoist come from? If it is evil, why don't you get rid of it?"
Zhang Yanyi sighed, rubbed the female disciple's head lovingly, and sighed:
"Jin Jian'er, things in this world are not black and white. How could the old emperor not know the details of this evil way?
However, it was ultimately desire that was at work, and with the favor of the royal family, he was appointed as the national teacher. This became a talisman and shield for him to walk the world in an upright manner.
Neither we nor the Shenlong Temple want to cause trouble to the royal family for such a small matter. Now that the evil sect has lost its reputation as the "national master", it has been involved in the vortex of the Xu royal family's internal strife. I'm afraid that our majesty is also thinking of eradicating it personally."
"As for his origins, he is nothing more than a demon from the Wuchang Sect."
Jin Jian held his chin with his hand and asked curiously:
"The people of Wuchang Sect should not know the art of life and death, right? How can they come back to life after death?"
Zhang Yanyi said calmly: "The evil gods are inseparable, so it must be the demons from the Underworld Cult who helped."
There were three major sects of evil sorcerers in the Dayu Dynasty, namely the Wuchang Sect, the Ming Sect, and the Baiyi Sect.
Among them, the Hades Sect worships the 'Ten Kings of Hell', also known as the 'God of Death', who is good at the art of life and death, while the White Robe Sect worships the 'God of Death', who is good at cursing.
According to legend, the masters of the underworld can summon the "Yellow Spring Phantom" from the world of the living to call back the souls of the dead.
Of course, this is mostly exaggeration, and it is extremely difficult to come back to life from the dead, but some of the methods are indeed mysterious.
Jin Jian continued:
"I remember that the 'Chang God' worshipped by the Wuchang Sect is in charge of human desires. The sorcerers under this sect indulge in lust wantonly, and if they want to make progress, they need to constantly find ways to absorb human desires and offer them to Chang God."
Although she had not had much experience outside, she had all the basic knowledge in the mansion.
At this time, Zhang Yanyi suddenly raised his head and looked towards the southern sky. Red spider-web-like lightning flashed in the dark clouds, and a human face slowly emerged on the big banyan tree above his head.
"Jin Jian'er, let me teach you another piece of common sense. The Wuchang Sect was originally called the 'Wuchang Sect'. The word 'acting as a tiger' means that these sorcerers are the lackeys of desire. And every time a powerful Wuchang follower 'dies', the Chang God will appear and try to devour and take back the desire of the dead follower. It seems that the demon is already 'dead'." Zhang Yan said calmly.
Jin Jian stood up and looked at the dark clouds in the sky of South City in surprise. It seemed that faces were emerging in the dark clouds.
The old Taoist priest took a step forward.
The next moment, the tall old Taoist priest appeared in the air outside the city.
The old priest, with flying hair and beard and narrow brows, had a black robe that fluttered in the wind. He raised a scroll of translucent jade book in his hand and threw it lightly.
The jade slip of the Heavenly Book stretched out in the wind, and the golden ancient seal characters on it lit up, like stars floating into the clouds.
A crash of thunder.
The dark clouds dissipated.
The divine weapons are released.
Under the clear night sky, a bright moon hangs high in the sky.
Zhang Yanyi casually tied the jade slip around his waist, yawned, turned back to the city, and cast his eyes in the direction of the magnificent imperial palace, muttering:
"It's an advantage for you."
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In the imperial palace, inside the bedroom.
After bathing, Xu Zhenguan, wearing a long gauze dress, walked out of the clean hall, stood under the eaves and looked to the south.
A jade wind chime hanging on the eaves above my head swayed gently, making a crisp tinkling sound that was extremely pleasant to hear.
She narrowed her eyes, watching the dark clouds gather and disperse, raised her eyebrows slightly, and a trace of confusion appeared on her face.
"His Majesty?"
Mochou's bedroom was right next to the empress's chamber, so she could be summoned at any time. She was also alarmed and came over.
Big Ice Tuozi was confused, "This is..."
There was a hint of uncertainty on Xu Zhenguan's pale face. She said softly:
"Just now, the rampant god descended upon the earth and was dispersed by Zhang Tianshi."
"Ah." Mochou was stunned. She had just fallen asleep.
At this moment, she was not wearing a female official robe, but only a silk trousers with an outer coat draped over her shoulders. She was barefoot and had not put on her shoes yet. When she heard the word "Changshen", the sleepiness on her face disappeared immediately:
"Is there someone in the capital who is trying to seduce the evil god?"
As a mortal, she only had a vague understanding of matters of spiritual practice and could only make guesses instinctively.
Xu Zhenguan hesitated and was about to speak when suddenly, in the dark night, a serving eunuch flew over from a distance like a big bird and knelt on the ground:
"Your Majesty, Ma Yan requests to see you."
Ma Dugong is here? So late? Mo Chou was stunned.
It was already past midnight and the palace gates had been closed long ago, so it was no wonder that it was the night watchman who came to report.
Xu Zhenguan's expression became more and more strange, and he said:
"What does he want? Is it related to that demon?"
The offering reported:
"Ma Yan said that Zhao Duan, the chief of police, brought Lihuatang to close the net tonight and took down the capital branch of Kuangfu Society. Zhao Duan also... killed the demon on the spot. Now the body has been brought here. Ma Yan and Zhao Duan are waiting outside. Ma Yan also said... Zhao Duan is a little abnormal. Your Majesty, please investigate!"
Finished talking.
The autumn wind blows through the night.
The bells under the eaves slowly stopped ringing.
Xu Zhenguan and Mochou fell silent at the same time.
(End of this chapter)