I, a Demon Slayer Girl, is Invincible!

But suddenly, there was a click.

"What sound?!" Zhao Hongda was startled.

Peng!

He raised his head, and something shocking happened.

A statue of a daoist in feather clothes collapsed in front of him!

A large number of cracks emerged from the head of the statue, and then spread to the body part very quickly, and then collapsed with a bang.

Expensive jade stones and crystals were scattered all over the place, and even a few pieces rubbed Zhao Hongda's cheeks, making a bloodstain.

But he was holding the broom and didn't move, the whole person was frightened.

It was not until the blood dripped that he reacted as if he had been electrocuted, and the whole person just stepped back, his eyes full of horror.

"This... what's the situation?"

"I'll just sweep the floor, you won't let me take the blame?!"

At this moment, an elegant Taoist wearing a blue robe appeared beside Zhao Hongda.

Zhao Hongda was startled, and after seeing the face of Taoist Lanpao, he quickly bowed his head.

"I have seen the Lord of the Palace!"

Chenxing Palace Master heard the words and looked at Zhao Hongda without emotion. Zhao Hongda only felt that all his details were exposed in the eyes of the Palace Master in an instant, and he did not dare to move.

"What did you see just now?" asked the Palace Master of Morning Star.

"Disciple... The disciple didn't see anything, just heard a click, and the patriarch statue suddenly collapsed, I..." Zhao Hongda was extremely eager, and quickly explained, if this kind of thing got a little bit of it, he would be finished.

Chenxing Palace Master Divine Sense swept over and confirmed that Zhao Hongda had no problems with himself, and that there was no concealment in his words, and then said lightly.

"You wait here first."

Although the palace master believes in his own spiritual sense investigation, but such a big event, he can't just let people go.

I have to take it to do a careful examination later, to know that even if I don't know it, I may be used by others.

Immediately afterwards, the Hall Master of Morning Star looked at the broken statue and made a little identification.

"Fellow Daoist Xuanhun..." His face was a little ugly, and a terrible thought flashed in his heart.

Different from other True Monarch Yuanjing who had long since died or fallen, True Monarch Xuanhun is one of the only three remaining primordial kings in today's Morning Star Hall.

There is a trace of his spiritual sense in the statue of Zhenjun Xuanhun, and there is only one possibility for the statue to collapse...

"He has fallen? But... how is it possible, who did it?" Chenxing Palace Master looked gloomy and uncertain.

Not long after, monks came here one after another.

Zhao Hongda watched tremblingly as the great cultivators arrived one after another, and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"The first elder, the fourth elder, the seventh elder, the law enforcement elder, the library elder..."

Almost all the elder-level figures in the city of stars arrived here within a few minutes.

And no matter what their expressions were when they came in, when they saw the broken statue of True Monarch Xuanhun, they were all shocked and uncertain.

"This..." The elders are not Xiaobai, and they understand the meaning of the broken statue, and they all turned pale, and communicated with each other with divine sense.

"This is... Zhenjun Xuanhun has fallen?" A small old man asked a middle-aged elder beside him in his spiritual sense.

"I'm afraid... Yes." The middle-aged elder frowned, revealing disbelief in his spiritual sense.

Chenxing Hall Master pointed a finger, knocked Zhao Hongda unconscious, turned to face the elders who came, and said solemnly.

"Everyone, Daoist Xuanhun seems to have fallen. I don't know who did it. My Morning Star Palace is in danger."

"Now, as the Lord of the Morning Star Palace, I have ordered the opening of the Great Defense Array, the entire city is under martial law, and it has entered a wartime state!"

After the Chenxing Hall Master finished speaking, he glanced at the patriarch's hall for a week, and finally settled on the Great Elder, his eyes were a little nervous.

In the Morning Star Hall, although the hall master has a high status, the status of the elders is also very important, especially the first elder.

"I agree! Just follow what the hall master said." The gloomy-looking Great Elder was the first to echo the words of the morning star hall master.

Seeing the Great Elder's move, the faces of the elders next to him showed surprise.

They all know that the Great Elder and the current Palace Master are both direct disciples of the previous Palace Master, and the Great Elder even apprentices before the current Palace Master, but the current Palace Master has suddenly emerged, showing a very strong talent.

The first elder felt pressure, but he was resolved several times, and he felt sullen in his heart, which even affected his own practice.

In the end, the current Palace Master was the first to be promoted to Yuanjing three hundred years ago, and after the previous Palace Master was seated, he took over the position of the Palace Master logically.

As soon as the news came out, the first elder directly closed the 40-year deadlock, and waited until he was promoted to Yuanjing to break through.

After he was promoted, he still deeply hated the Palace Master's seizure of the throne, and he was often in trouble with the Palace Master in his daily life.

As the only Primordial Jingjing cultivator in Chenxing Hall besides True Monarch Xuanhun and Chenxing Hall Master, the Great Elder is only slightly weaker than the Hall Master in terms of identity and strength, and the Hall Master has nothing to do.

But this time he did not object at all, and even took the lead in supporting the idea of ​​​​the hall master, how could he not shock the elders.

"Senior brother..." Chenxing Palace Master's eyes filled with relief, it seems that the senior brother is still very responsible for the sect.

The elders looked at each other, "Agree."

"agree."

"agree."

"…"

The elders are not fools, the fall of True Monarch Xuanhun is indeed of great importance, and since the two remaining Yuanjings in the sect have reached an opinion, their objection is of little significance.

Soon after, a huge wave of spiritual power swept across the city, and layers of Taoist runes appeared above the city.

At the same time, the news was finally received in Lanzhou Prefecture, which is near the Bright Plains.

Chapter 137 Chapter 136

Lanzhou, Anling County.

The county governor Lin Yanghui took a sip of tea.

He was writing this year's year-end report with a pen in his hand, and after a while, he wrote the last sentence.

"...The minister Lin Yanghui worships, and may my emperor live long and his great success will be prosperous."

His handwriting is grand and majestic, like a dragon, full of the heritage of calligraphy, Lin Yanghui picked up the letter paper, a smile appeared on his face, and he printed his county governor's seal on it with satisfaction. , the willpower that has been tempered by official regulations is attached to it.

This is an anti-counterfeiting method. No matter how Taoism can imitate handwriting and big seals, it is impossible to forge this willpower.

Lin Yanghui shook the bell beside his table, and a maid with a good figure walked in.

"Send this document to the prefecture and take it through the portal to Shenjing."

Today, the Dacheng court uses Daoism on a large scale in regular communication, but although Daoism is fast and convenient, it is easy to be interfered and tampered with.

The county governor's year-end report for such important information still requires formal documents.

Watching the maid lead the order to retreat, Lin Yanghui walked to the window, where snowflakes like catkins fell one after another.

"At this time tomorrow, it should be snowing..." Lin Yanghui thought.

He pushed open the window and exhaled a white breath, "Speaking of which, it has been one year since Shenjing took office in Lanzhou."

Lin Yanghui looked into the distance, his eyes dimmed randomly, and he smiled wryly, "Unfortunately, I am still incapable, and I have lost my life."

The environment of Anling County is complicated. There are many aristocratic families and sects in the state, and it is directly connected to the sphere of influence of the Chenxing Palace. As the airborne county governor, Lin Yanghui has been constrained everywhere this year. big business.

This made him a little discouraged.

Just as he was looking at Xue Shen's injury, he suddenly heard a crisp sound of trotting.

Lin Yanghui turned back, only to hear a creaking sound.

An intellectual woman with eyes, holding a notebook, wearing a long pale yellow dress, with long chestnut hair **** in the middle, came in.

Lin Yanghui didn't care about the other party's overstepping by pushing the door directly, but asked with concern.

"Xinxiang, what's wrong?"

The intellectual woman in front of her is Yan Xinxiang, a friend she made when she was an official in Shenjing.

Not only is he smart, alert and attentive, but he is also capable of spiritual cultivation.

A year ago, he went to work in Lanzhou, and this friend also chose to come to the Jingyao Division of Anling County, Lanzhou to serve as his assistant.

It was with the help of Yan Xinxiang, the team he brought, that he was able to stand on his feet under the constraints of the aristocratic family and martial arts sect, and have the opportunity to slowly figure it out.

I saw Yan Xinxiang handed over the notebook and whispered, "Jin Xi reported that something happened to Bright Yuan."

Lin Yanghui's expression changed slightly, and he reached out to take the notebook and opened it. A large number of memories emerged in his mind.

Not long after, Lin Yanghui closed the notebook and closed his eyes to think hard.

"Tiantianjiao actually haunts the Bright Plains?"

"Also, who is this Gu Qingan?"

Those who are good at fighting have no illustrious achievements. If Gu Qingan let the people of the six sects take Pingzhou, and when the world was shaken, he would stand up and calm it down. Now it is properly "no one in the world knows the king".

However, our Miss Gu was so efficient that, apart from the disasters in Xiangshan and Quan'an counties, when the rest of Pingzhou were not even invaded by the demon army, she simply sent all the people of the six sects away. .

After the news was introduced to Shenjing, although Xia Feibai, the queen of the supervisory kingdom, knew about it, she deliberately suppressed the heat of the matter out of protection, and did not let it spread.

This makes Gu Qing'an's name not so well-known. After all, Gu Qing'an, who is kept in the official archives, is still a congenital one.

Unless someone has the patience to go through the hundreds of thousands of Xiantian files registered in the Dacheng Dynasty one by one, they will find out that there is such a treasured girl in the Jing Yao Division.

Lin Yanghui didn't know, it was really excusable.

With clear eyes, Yan Xinxiang added, "I have already contacted the state archives, and they will retrieve data from other states to give us an answer within three days."

"Chenxing Palace lost a Tianhe, and then another strong man who was suspected to be the top of the Tianhe came. Gu Qingan teamed up with the Heavenly Sect to be repelled. They will definitely not give up!" Lin Yanghui said.

It seems that the information received by the county governor is somewhat wrong, but there is nothing that can be done, and Jin Xi's knowledge is limited.

He can only rely on limited intelligence to make up the general process, and then report the intelligence that he has made up, but also pay attention to reducing his responsibility.

After all, in fact, he himself did not want to directly kill Xingjun, Jin Xi is an old fritter, and he still understands if he does more and more mistakes.

But at that time, Gu Qingan had already arrived in person, and it was already the limit without anyone to participate directly. If even the inner ghost did not provide one, Gu Qingan was not a soft-hearted person.

And now the consequences of killing Xingjun are obviously a bit big, and the Morning Star Palace is revenge. Although the notebook can directly read the memory, there are also important points. You can process it a little bit and add a little guess.

Reading such processed information, it is inevitable to be misled to some extent.

Besides, it is impossible for a normal person to guess that Gu Qingan directly killed one of the three primordial scenes in the Chenxing Hall, right?

This is so unreasonable.

Therefore, although Lin Yanghui did not fully trust Jin Xi's intelligence, he generally agreed with him.

"Chenxing Hall, Heaven-turning Sect..."

After thinking about it, Lin Yanghui's eyes brightened, "Maybe, this is an opportunity..."

External pressure is not a bad thing, without pressure, why unite?

Without these pressures, what would Lin Yanghui use to differentiate the aristocratic families and sects in the county?

Besides, as far as he knows, there are aristocratic families that secretly communicate with the Morning Star Hall through the Chamber of Commerce.

The reason is also very simple, interest. The Brilliant Yuan mastered by the Morning Star Palace is an endless cornucopia, rich in minerals that are scarce in the rest of Dacheng. Just transporting it to other states and changing hands will be several times the profit. How can you not make people jealous?

Even though the court led the formation of the Chamber of Commerce Alliance, there were still a large number of noble families secretly communicating with the Chenxing Temple. Lin Yanghui hated this, but the foundation was too shallow to do anything.

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. He stood up and paced back and forth in the house, only to feel that he had found an excellent entry point.

"As long as you report to the prefectural shepherd, you can use this as an excuse to rectify the power of the family and sect to suppress the Taoist sect and eliminate the rebels!"

Impatient, he hurriedly wrote tens of thousands of words on the matter, without thinking about tea and rice, day and night, and finished writing in the early morning of the same day, and then submitted it to the state shepherd through Taoism.

The state shepherd's response was also quick, "This matter cannot be done, and there is no need to discuss it again."

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