Star Trace Gate

In the mountain temple.

Han Chan listened to Guan Feng's words and frowned, "If we help him do what he wants to do, what will we get in the end?"

Guan Feng bent over and sat on the chair, holding up the teacup, analyzing the pros and cons, "If the matter of the blood pill and the soul flag is successful, then the southern border will certainly be in chaos, and this will naturally be a credit to Daqian that no one can erase. You led the Yuqi Party to set up this situation and risked your life. Such a great achievement is enough for you to rise again and join the Daqian court."

"Secondly, if someone in the court lends a hand, we will have a better chance of success. After the success, I will get Qingliang Mansion, you will get the peerless merit, and he will get the luck. It will be a win-win for all three of us." Guan Feng took a sip of tea and added, "And with his secret help, it will be very easy for us to evacuate southern Xinjiang."

Han Chan walked in the temple and sighed, "How easy is it to slay a dragon and seize destiny? Prince Ren is the first choice for the crown prince of Southern Xinjiang. If you touch him, Emperor Wanwu will probably lose his mind."

"If the southern border is in chaos, he will be too busy to take care of himself. And with the protection of the Daqian court, what can he do to us?" Guan Feng said softly, "This plan is of course very risky, but if it succeeds, you and I, the shady people hiding in the corner, can ascend to the heights of the temple and have a place to stand."

"call……!"

Han Chan let out a long breath, weighed the pros and cons, and nodded slightly: "Then do it."

He was not a man who was indecisive. Once he had made up his mind, he would not hesitate. "In that case, we have to prepare separately. I will arrange the soul flag. As for slaying the dragon and seizing the fortune, you will take care of it. After all, you have more contact with the person in the court."

"However, this is extremely difficult and not easy to succeed. We don't know whether these two dragons are together." Han Chan said calmly: "You need to have a complete plan in mind."

"The man in the court and I have been raising a chess piece, and now it's time to use him." Guan Feng said: "As for whether the two dragons are together, we will know after a test. However, this matter requires a lot of brains to plan, and we must not rush."

After he finished speaking, he slowly stood up and suddenly changed the subject and asked, "For the Soul Banner matter, have you chosen a place?"

"I've chosen it." Han Chan nodded slightly: "The edge of Lingnan Prefecture, Sunset Town."

"Ah."

Guan Feng pondered for a while, then asked curiously, "Brother Han, there is something I don't understand."

"Please speak." Han Chan looked at him.

"I was born and raised in Southern Xinjiang, and I have been secretly investigating the royal family for a long time, and even lived in seclusion in the Immortal Mountain for a long time." Guan Feng asked bluntly: "But I don't know much about the various secrets of the Witch God Altar. How do you know? For example, this sealing stone slab and the things under the altar... Except for Emperor Wanwu, even other members of the royal family don't know, right?"

"hehe."

Han Chan smiled when she heard this: "This is luck."

"What do you mean?" Guan Feng felt even more confused when he heard this.

Han Chan walked forward and narrated softly, "I studied under Xu Jingyuan. If my master had not pleaded for me before he died, I would probably have been forced to stay in Shangyu County, growing old and depressed. However, outsiders only know that my master is a great scholar of the time, but they don't know where he came from or what inheritance he received. I was very lucky. When I was twelve years old, my master took me to meet his senior brother, who was also my uncle."

Guan Feng listened quietly.

"My uncle is more knowledgeable and practices the art of Yin-Yang. When I met him that year, he was already a fourth-rank master. However, my uncle is indifferent to fame and fortune, and has no interest in the disputes in the martial arts world. Outsiders don't even know of his existence, and my master rarely mentions him." Han Chan continued, "I never saw him again after I was twelve years old. Even after my master passed away, he didn't come out to visit. It wasn't until two months after the little King Huai obtained Qingliang Mansion and completely broke with Daqian that I ran into my uncle in Shangyu County, and he recognized me at first sight."

"If we hadn't met by chance, I wouldn't have known where to find him. However, since we have met, I must treat him well and show my filial piety as a disciple." Han Chan said in a calm tone, without missing any details: "To be honest, I was very confused and hesitant during that time... I always felt that I was wasting my time. Although the emperor reappointed me to a minor official in Shangyu County, it was more for the sake of my master's face. As for reuse and promotion, that was just a foolish dream. Therefore, my uncle stayed in Shangyu County for a total of seven days, and I asked him for advice all day long, wanting to see if he could find a way to get me out of the predicament with his wisdom, but unfortunately, he still had no interest in the martial arts world and was unwilling to give me any advice."

"Seven days later, he left Shangyu County and told me where he practiced asceticism."

"The more I thought about it, the more unwilling I became. So I brought the gifts again and went to his place of asceticism. During that time, I felt like I was possessed by a demon; like I had grabbed a life-saving straw; I always hoped that he could wake me up with a word. Haha, now that I think about it, this is nothing more than a manifestation of being extremely confused and having no one to rely on in my heart."

"However, despite my almost harassing visit, he still pointed out a clear path for me." Han Chan said this and then looked at Guan Feng again: "He said that Daqian's country is stable and the court is tending to be balanced. Internally, the Yulin Party has few opportunities. If I want to enter the court again, the only chance is in Southern Xinjiang and Qingliang Prefecture, which just broke with Daqian."

Guan Feng thought for a while: "So, he made a plan for you to set up Qingliang Mansion...!"

"No. Master told me that after the breakup between Little King Huai and Daqian, the news spread like wildfire, which caused a lot of discussion among the people of Daqian. He had nothing to do, so he used the method of deducing the secrets of heaven to deduce the Qingliang Mansion and Little King Huai, and the result he came to was that before Little King Huai became the master of the secret realm, he had not received the authority of heaven, which was a loss to heaven. Therefore, he will be punished by heaven in the future." Han Chan said word by word: "In addition, he also told me the secret of the witch god altar under the Immortal Peak and the function of the sealing stone slab."

Guan Feng suddenly realized what was going on when he heard this: "So, you got his advice and took advantage of the fact that King Huai violated the Way of Heaven and took advantage of the punishment from Heaven to plan the plague with me?"

"Yes, that's right."

Han Chan said this and suddenly raised her hand and waved.

"Ong!"

A palm-sized grey stone slab appeared out of thin air from his palm, emitting a frightening aura. "This is why I took the risk to steal the Sealing Stone Slab. It is a treasure left by the Witch God to suppress the evil spirits in the stone fetus. If it is stolen, the underground tomb will be opened to the outside."

That’s right, what was floating in his palm was the sealing stone slab, which was also the abyss lid that Ren Ye had seen in front of the Blessing Peak before.

On that day, when the Lord of Tianxi Cave and others were besieging Ren Ye, Han Chan brought several experts into the Bulao Peak and secretly stole it.

After listening to his narration, Guan Feng couldn't help but sigh: "Your uncle is truly a god. However, outsiders say that the Bu Lao Peak is mysterious and unpredictable. Even a high-level supernatural power person will die in an instant if he enters rashly. Then how did you...!"

"Hehe." Han Chan smiled slightly and did not give a direct answer.

Guan Feng thought for a while, and then he understood everything. He clasped his fists and said curiously, "Brother Han, if there is a chance in the future, please introduce this uncle to me..."

"He is a dull person by nature. If it weren't for Master's sake, I wouldn't have asked to see him." Han Chan replied softly, "Old man, it's better not to disturb him."

"Ok."

Guan Feng nodded helplessly and temporarily gave up the idea of ​​having a master or godfather.

In fact, in a sense, Guanfeng's personality is a bit similar to Ren's. They are both the kind of people who work tirelessly for a goal.

In the process of rushing towards the ultimate goal, it is acceptable to recognize someone as a godfather or a big brother and to be more humble, as long as you can get benefits.

After the two of them had expected this, Han Chan said, "Since the plan has been made, let's both act on our own."

"Okay, let me plan it out carefully."

Guan Feng stood at the temple gate, watching the clouds rolling outside, and whispered, "Emperor Wanwu, killed his meritorious officials, played tricks, and wanted to live forever, and wanted to rule for thousands of years. Such a cruel and merciless monarch has already laid many foreshadowings for the demise of the Lich Kingdom... So many powerful enemies are secretly plotting against his kingdom. I think this Southern Frontier Wind... should rise again."

Han Chan took the sealing stone slab and nodded slightly, but did not respond.

……

In the evening, at the hour of You.

After resting for a day, Ren Ye found the fat dragon and asked, "How was the interrogation going, Lord Yin?"

The fat dragon held his chin with his left hand and cursed: "Those captured supernatural powers are all low-level thugs who are fighting for their lives. They don't even know why Monk Peng came here, let alone... have met Guan Feng."

"The clue is broken?"

Ren also poured himself a cup of tea.

"Yes."

The fat dragon frowned and thought, "Guan Feng and his group are like mice, hiding in these green mountains and clear waters...It's like looking for a needle in a haystack to find them."

"Damn it."

Ren Ye pondered for a while, then gritted his teeth and cursed: "No, what if we dig up his ancestors' graves? I don't believe he won't come out."

The fat dragon's eyes lit up when he heard this: "This is a great idea!"

When the two looked at each other, they felt like a rotten fish looking for a rotten shrimp.

Ren Ye smiled helplessly: "Brother, I just said that, are you really going to do it?! That Wu Shuai treated me like his own son... gave me money and magic weapons. How can I have the nerve to dig up his grave? Forget it, it won't harm my family."

While the two were talking, the envoy Yin Guang suddenly pushed the door open and said softly, "Your Highnesses, I have found a new clue...!"

The fat dragon looked at him, frowned and said, "Speak."

"We have a spy in Tongyou who has been active in the three regions of Lingnan." Yin Guang replied, "He just sent a message, saying that two days ago, an acquaintance invited him to plan a big event together, and there were many supernatural beings traveling with him. I think it is very likely that Guanfeng is recruiting grassroots personnel...!"

"Did this person go?"

"I should be there, and you can communicate with me at any time."

"Keep an eye on this line." The fat dragon stood up suddenly and said, "If this person can't play a role, then we can only go dig graves."

……

Lich Kingdom, Kyoto.

A carriage slowly left the prison gate.

An old man with a pale face and wounds all over his body was sitting in the carriage with a dull look in his eyes.