“Your Majesty is looking for the poor dao?”
A voice suddenly came out, causing Feng Jiuwu’s dragon face to be pleased and Si Haofeng to frown slightly.
Behind a golden pillar in the palace, a white-haired Taoist turned out, covered in a Daoist and immortal air, full of dusty aura.
“Qintian Supervisor Zheng, how dare you enter the palace privately without being summoned by His Majesty?!” When Si Haofeng saw Qing Yu, his frown deepened and he could not help but drink.
Without a summons from the emperor and without being informed by the palace guards and eunuchs, it could be said that this was not a small crime for Qing Yu to enter the palace privately.
However, the emperor was his own family, so what sin was Qing Yu afraid of!
“Alright, Si Qing, Daoist Master Qing Yu is a person from outside the party, so there is no need to bother with such red tape.” Feng Jiuyu waved his hand and said.
A layman? He was already a Qintian Supervisor, what kind of person was he?
Moreover, those Buddhist monks who were suppressed are also considered to be outsiders, why don’t I see you being so forgiving?
Si Haofeng had a lot of complaints to say, but seeing that Feng Jiuyu had such trust in Qing Yu, he knew that his words would not help at all. So, he could only keep his words inside.
”Demon Dao!” Si Haofeng cursed in his heart.
In his eyes, this Daoist was simply a demonic dao that compelled the king, and if he had the chance, he would have to make him look good.
“I have not been able to contact the Daoist all these time, it seems that the Daoist should have a big harvest this time.” Feng Jiuyu laughed.
“Not good, not bad.” Qing Yu said back.
Feng Jiuyu thought that once Qing Yu acted in secret, he would have a big harvest. In truth, this time the harvest could only be considered good. In the end, he was still knocked back by a finger from Pei Dongliu and retreated with injuries.
Although it was a blessing in disguise, when he remembered what had happened afterwards, Qing Yu felt that the aftermath of the Daoist Conference was not yet over.
Or perhaps, in the eyes of some people, the end of the Daoist Conference was not the end of them.
After the meeting had ended, the True Martial Sect was attacked by demons on their way back to the mountain.
Tong Ming was seriously injured and returned to the True Martial Arts Sect with a dying body. Xuan Chen was also slightly injured, while Xuan Ming and Xuan Yin were both seriously injured.
As for the rest of the disciples, none of them survived.
The Pure Yang Palace was also attacked, but the attackers were not all demons, there were also masked men who did not want to show their true faces.
Luckily, they caught up with Mount Longhu in time and went with them, so they were temporarily cut off from the covetousness of others.
As for the battle between Zhang Yuanchu and Huayu Fei, they returned to the Tai Chen Palace together, win or lose.
Overall, there were quite a few mysteries left over from this dao discussion, and even Qing Yu, who had been watching, was unable to see them clearly.
The old foxes, both explicit and implicit, had their own plans, so that the situation in Jeju, where a great war was due to break out, remained the same as before.
But recently the Great Qian court has started to send troops into Jeju, and a great war is not far away.
Qing Yu had planned to go to the True Martial Sect for a while to see the upcoming Seven Peaks resolution. But after receiving a message from Feng Jiuyu from the Blood Cloth House stronghold, he had no choice but to return to Northern Zhou on his White Phoenix.
“This time, the northern wolf barbarians have invaded, and the commander, Gaji, a True Dan realm martial artist, whose person is said to be the illegitimate son of the Golden Wolf Khan King and is strongly supported by the Khan King. He has 150,000 troops under his command, and I don’t know how many of the Golden Wolf Khan’s court’s brave soldiers have been mixed in.
Daoist Master Qing Yu, this time, it’s up to you.” Feng Jiuyu said meaningfully.
“It seems that the tactics that have been prepared for a long time will also come in handy.” Qing Yu returned the same meaningful smile.
The conversation between the two made Si Haofeng, who was listening on the side, listen to the clouds. How could this demon dao alone stop Gaju’s 150,000-strong army? By relying on his mouth that fooled people? Or would he have to carry the giant statue of Heaven to the border?
Si Haofeng had the heart to ask, but he couldn’t let go of his face. After all, this so-called tactic sounded like it was led by this demon Dao, and he, Si Haofeng, who was the disciple of President Zhuge of the Confucian Sect’s Shanhe Academy, did not want to be a bit vulnerable in front of this demon Dao.
“In that case, then Daoist Master should set off immediately, for a quick battle.” Feng Jiuyu said.
The so-called lack of urgency before was just an act for Si Haofeng, but in reality he was also in enough of a hurry. This time, this 150,000-strong army of Gaju was just a test, if the Northern Zhou side appeared weak, the next 200,000 or 250,000 could be possible.
“A quick battle, well, just in time, the poor dao has been preparing for this day for a long time.” Qing Yu nodded and said.
“Here is the holy decree, Daoist Master, please.”
A rolled up decree flew out of Feng Jiuyu’s sleeve and was received by Qing Yu with a tentative hand.
Obviously, Feng Jiuyu had prepared for it and was waiting for Qing Yu to return.
“Please wait for good news from the poor dao, Your Majesty.”
After saying that, Qing Yu directly marched out of the main hall, and in the eyes of the guards at the gate who had seen a ghost, he raised his head and left.
“Your Majesty, is this —— going to work?” Si Haofeng asked with some dismay.
This was not a trivial matter, it was a military matter. Shouldn’t we talk about how to break the enemy first, then how to coordinate logistics, and how to lead the generals to believe as a demon dao with a bad reputation ——
This series of problems are what Qing Yu has to face and what he has to solve. So many problems, the result is that Feng Jiuyu did not even ask, and gave the holy decree directly.
“Si Qing, just wait for the good news.” Feng Jiuyu smiled and said.
“I hope so.” Si Haofeng murmured.
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Pushan Temple.
The ruins that were once caused by the fight between Qing Yu and Xin Hui had all returned to their original state after these days of restoration.
However, it was no longer possible to see the former prosperous scene.
As a result of the battle between them, a large number of incense-goers have been affected, and the number of incense-goers coming to the temple has dropped significantly over the past few days. Especially after hearing that the Zen Master Xinhui had returned to Pu Shan Temple, even the more devout incense-bearers did not dare to come.
According to some people’s propaganda, the formerly demonic Master Xin Hui has become a complete madman and a fanatic.
Many people had witnessed Xinhui’s red-eyed rampage after he had gone off the rails.
For this reason, after returning to Pushan Temple, Xinhui had taken refuge in a quiet room, chanting the Heart Sutra day and night to suppress the fire of ignorance that was raging in his heart.
Today, however, his peace was shattered.
“Duk Duk…”
There was a knock on the door outside the quiet room. After knocking twice, the man said, “Master Xinhui, that demon dao has returned.”
Demon Dao!
It was as if a string had been torn out of his mind, and the chanting beads he was twirling in his hand were crushed by all the qi energy, as a golden light flooded Xinhui’s body and black fire rose up.
“Finally —— finally —— came back ——”
Allowing the fire of ignorance in her heart to burn her sanity, Xinhui revealed a hideous, murderous smile.
