Master's Secret

The sun gradually went down.

When it got dark for a few minutes, the damp smell in the mountains was almost gone.

The accompanying palace people set up a pergola at the foot of the mountain, and the emperor and the heads of the three families sat in the pergola to rest.

The rest of the followers of the monks can only find places to rest by themselves...

"The auspicious time is coming, but the national teacher has not yet arrived."

"Sacrificing to heaven is such a big event, is it too late for the national teacher to come too late?"

"It's already this hour, the national teacher won't just stop coming, right?"

"Your Majesty, look, this..."

"It's not time yet, why should the Qing family be in such a hurry?"

The Patriarch of the Tian Family said with an embarrassed smile: "Your Majesty, it's not that I'm in a hurry, it's just that the time is coming, you see, the national teacher doesn't even have a shadow..."

The head of the Zhao family also said: "If the national teacher really breaks the promise, and the Holy Majesty decides who will host the ceremony at the second time, it may be disrespectful to heaven."

Mo Si asked slowly drinking the Biluochun brewed by the palace man, and said: "When did I say that the national teacher is here to preside over the ceremony?"

The Patriarch of the Kong family was surprised: "Then who does the Holy One want to preside over?"

The Patriarch of the Tian family immediately said: "If the Holy Majesty does not want to preside over it personally, we are willing to share the worries for the Holy Majesty!"

Mo Siwen couldn't help laughing, and knocked on the table three times before asking the attendants to serve another pot of good tea for the several family heads.

He didn't say a word to the words of the head of the Tian family.

The Patriarch of the Tian family was obviously disappointed.

The patriarchs of the three families all started to ask Mo Si about something by coincidence.

While talking, he also "sells" himself from time to time.

They wished that Mo Siwen could immediately take a fancy to them and entrust them to preside over the sacrificial ceremony...

As soon as Meng Hang had a panoramic view of everything, he couldn't help but whispered: "This is too stupid."

It was said that the aristocratic family and the emperor had a relationship of mutual benefit and mutual assistance, but in his opinion, although the patriarch of this aristocratic family did not profess his vassal status in words, he had already done so in deeds.

Practitioners can do such things, and they don't know where their pride has gone.

Jiang Yingli frowned slightly, obviously also a little strange to bow down to the servile face of the three patriarchs.

"There is only a quarter of an hour left. It seems that the national teacher really doesn't plan to come."

The Patriarch of the Tian family didn't have much regret when he said this, and he didn't even hide his joy.

Although the Patriarch of the Zhao family had received favor from Ruan Zhouyao, after a little hesitation, he still said: "Your Majesty, we can't delay any longer. If the time is missed, it would be a great disrespect!"

Mo Si asked no response, still drinking tea by himself.

Seeing this, the Patriarch of the Kong family couldn't help complaining, saying: "They are all national teachers, and dare to be late for such a big event as offering sacrifices to heaven!" He said bitterly, "This is too condescending to the emperor!"

"Who said I was late?"

A deep voice suddenly floated from afar.

The Patriarch of the Kong Family was shocked, and changed from his previous anger to panic!

Ruan Zhouyao jumped from the top of the tree, and Shi Shiran landed on the freshly laid brick floor, without any muddy water...

Mo Siwen smiled when he saw his usual black-gold robe and gold-embellished mask, stood up, and greeted him personally, saying: "The national teacher is here."

Ruan Zhouyao saluted him back, but obviously not as much as Mo Si asked.

"The emperor's place is very lively. It seems that I missed a lot."

Peach Blossom eyes scanned the group of people from the aristocratic families, and the heads of the three families remained silent.

"...Why is everyone so quiet when I come here?" Ruan Zhouyao twitched the corners of his mouth exposed outside the mask, and said with a smile, "Everyone don't have to be so cautious..."

The Patriarch of the Tian family cleared his throat, walked over and bowed to Ruan Zhouyao, and said, "I have seen the national teacher."

As if waking up from a dream, the other two patriarchs brought all the monks and bowed to Ruan Zhouyao: "I have seen the national teacher—"

Jiang Yingli and Meng Hang didn't move at all.

Ruan Zhouyao didn't turn his gaze to their direction, but said indifferently: "Excuse me."

The Patriarch of the Tian family naturally turned to Mo Si Wen, bowed to Mo Si Wen, and said: "Your Majesty, since the national teacher has arrived and the auspicious time is approaching, I wonder who is the person presiding over the ceremony?" He paused After a pause, he said again, "The person whom the emperor likes, did he know what the emperor wants, or..."

Mo Siwen said with a smile: "The person I like, of course, knows what I mean." He waved his hand, and some palace servants walked up to Jiang Yingli holding intricate and delicate robes.

"..." Jiang Yingli frowned.

The palace people held their robes high, not daring to raise their heads.

Mo Siwen paced towards Jiang Yingli, and said: "According to the calculations, the ascetics here are the highest seniority of Immortal Yingli. Since Immortal Yingli came to participate in the ceremony, what I said at the beginning The matter, presumably Xianjun agreed to it?"

There was an uproar among the monks, especially those who lived in the next courtyard with Jiang Yingli, their eyes widened when they knew Jiang Yingli's identity!

Jiang Yingli said coldly, "I didn't agree."

Mo Si asked with some embarrassment: "The auspicious time is approaching, if the emperor does not agree, I am afraid I will offend the heavens."

"Yes, yes!" Mo Si asked, and the palace servants around him immediately agreed, as if Jiang Yingli would be heinous if he refused to agree.

Jiang Yingli was unmoved, and said: "Aren't you afraid of offending the heavens by doing this?"

Mo Si asked: "I don't know where the fairy king came from. I want the fairy king to preside over the ceremony. This is obviously a good thing!"

The eyes of the Patriarch of the Tian Family and the others lit up, and they said in unison: "Your Majesty is wise!!"

The three masters were the first to kneel down to Jiang Yingli.

Afterwards, the family members of the three great families and the casual cultivators who were attached to him also knelt down to Jiang Yingli.

Jiang Yingli froze even his body, he was the master of the Sword Sect in Taiyan, and never before had so many people bowed down to him!

"You guys, do you..." Do you have any difficulties?

The Patriarch of the Tian Family suddenly interrupted what Jiang Yingli was about to say, and said: "The auspicious time is coming, please hurry up and put on the sacrificial attire, and pray to the heavens!"

"Also please put on the sacrificial clothes!"

"Please put on the sacrificial clothes!"

"..."

Jiang Yingli remained silent, looking at the head of the palace man kneeling in front of him.

The top of the palace man's head was mostly covered by the clothes he held up high, and he was extremely humble.

And the black head, the words in the mouth seemed to be pleading.

Jiang Yingli glanced at Ruan Zhouyao, then took the sacrificial attire.

Ruan Zhou didn't move, nor did he say anything to stop him.

Meng Hang said together: "Master?"

Jiang Yingli said: "I don't know how to sacrifice." But with a wave of his hand, the sacrificial clothes were already put on him.

Another palace official bowed his head and stepped forward to offer a whisk.

Jiang Yingli took Fuchen, but summoned the Killing Sword from his dantian!

As soon as the Killing Sword came out, the strong sword intent made the few casual cultivators around him couldn't help but take three steps back!

Jiang Yingli stared at Mo Si and asked, word by word: "The emperor really wants me to preside over the ceremony?"

Mo Si asked a Taoist salute and said, "Thank you, Xianjun."

Jiang Yingli didn't say anything more, just nodded and said: "Then don't miss the auspicious time!"

Burn incense.

Clear the way.

All casual cultivators retreated to the middle and rear sections of the team, while Jiang Yingli was assigned to the middle section.

A palace servant kept whispering beside Jiang Yingli to remind Jiang Yingli to pay attention.

Someone was responsible for all aspects of the sacrificial ceremony, and Jiang Yingli only needed to put on the sacrificial attire and offer three sticks of incense to the emperor at the altar at the end.

This sounds extremely simple, but it is also extremely weird.

Human sacrifices can only be effective for a year or two at most, and the three great families are people who have seen the world, so even if the sacrifices will deplete the merit of the host, there is no need to be afraid of being like this...

Ruan Zhouyao naturally walked to Jiang Yingli's side, intending to walk with him.

Mo Siwen walked a little behind the line, staring at Ruan Zhouyao, but didn't ask anyone to pull him back.

"Master still agreed after all." Ruan Zhouyao sent a voice transmission to Jiang Yingli, with obvious understanding in his tone.

Jiang Yingli didn't look sideways, and said, "Do you know what the emperor is doing?"

Ruan Zhouyao said: "I have some guesses, but..."

Jiang Yingli said: "But I can't guess."

He couldn't guess why Mo Si asked him to preside over the sacrifice, and he couldn't guess why the heads of the three great families were still fighting for the position of presiding, why they were so happy to let him preside over the sacrifice so quickly.

All the monks knelt down to him, as if he could save their lives by doing so!

Jiang Yingli had to agree to Mo Si's question.

What's more, if you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you get tiger cubs?

Yishan is very high.

It is probably the mountain closest to the sky except Kunlun.

The altar is at the highest point of one of the peaks.

Surrounded by clouds, a round of red sun in the distance is gradually sinking...

Jiang Yingli always felt that this hour was not "auspicious" enough.

The gong is ringing.

The talisman is flying...

A group of men and women in strange costumes danced for about half an hour in front of the altar.

Mo Siwen lit three sticks of sandalwood incense and handed them over to Jiang Yingli.

Jiang Yingli held the incense sticks and waited until the group of men and women finished dancing and the master of ceremonies asked him to come forward before he reached the altar...

"Pray, Jambudvipa's weather will be smooth, the country will be peaceful and the people will be safe..."

Jiang Yingli bowed to the altar and put the incense into the urn.

black gas!

Black air rolled over from the clouds.

Jiang Yingli took a step back, and the Killing Sword was unsheathed immediately!

As soon as the sword light turned, it was so fast that it seemed as if all the black energy that was about to drown them was forced back by him!

"what happened?"

"what happened?!"

The monks under the altar began to panic.

The Patriarch of the Tian family said almost in despair: "Isn't even Immortal Yingli not sincere enough?"

The Killing Sword kept making piercing sounds in Jiang Yingli's hand!

The black air forced back for a while, but soon there was a thicker black air rushing up.

Mo Siwen slowly retreated behind the guards, Ruan Zhou swung his long sword horizontally, and put it on Mo Siwen's neck.

"National Teacher?!" Mo Si asked the chief eunuch next to him and let out a sharp cry, "Do you want to rebel?!"

Ruan Zhouyao turned a deaf ear, and only forced Mo Si to ask: "Your Majesty, what did you do on this righteous mountain?!"

The chief eunuch said: "Ruan Zhouyao, don't forget who promoted you to your current position!"

Ruan Zhouyao said: "Of course I know that the emperor values ​​me." The sword in his hand moved closer to Mo Si Wen's neck, "But I want to know more, where are the corpses of the hundreds of members of the Tang family? gone?"

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"The backlash has arrived, and there is no way to recover..."

"This is retribution."

"Hey, retribution..."

The black air was coming from all directions, and it was slower to come up from the bottom of the mountain, but everyone who ran down the mountain ran back. Obviously, only the vicinity of Jiang Yingli was safe.

Although the Killing Sword in Jiang Yingli's hand temporarily pushed back the black air, the area surrounded by the black air was getting smaller and smaller as far as the naked eye could see...

"What are you panicking about?!" Jiang Yingli forced back another burst of black air, and seeing that most of the crowd was still running around like headless chickens, he couldn't help but said, "You are all practitioners, and you are just like ordinary people. Want to resign yourself to fate?"

The Patriarch of the Tian family made up his mind, and immediately said: "The fairy is polite." He motioned to the Patriarch of the Kong family and the Patriarch of the Zhao family, and said, "Let's help the fairy!"

With the leader in place, all the monks summoned up their courage, each found their own position and began to push back the surging black energy.

Most of them probably don't know what the black air represents.

But just seeing that all the grass and trees contaminated by black air have dried up, one knows that this thing will be crippled if it is stained with immortality...

Mo Siwen stared at Ruan Zhouyao, and Ruan Zhouyao also stared at Mo Siwen.

The chief eunuch almost hurriedly called for an escort!

But the monks were busy driving away the black energy, and it was difficult for ordinary people to get close to Ruan Zhouyao, let alone save someone from him.

"Do you suspect that I planned all this?"

Ruan Zhouyao said: "If the emperor has never done anything, even if I doubt the emperor, the emperor will not hurt or itch."

Mo Si asked silently for a moment, and said, "May I think you are proud of being favored?"

Ruan Zhouyao sneered, and the edge of the sword almost cut into the skin of Mo Siwen's neck: "Your Majesty, you better stop saying such things to me, otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to control the sword in my hand!"

A complicated light suddenly appeared in Mo Siwen's eyes, and he said, "Do you know how long this dynasty has been cooperating with the aristocratic family?"

Ruan Zhou said, "200 years."

Mo Siwen couldn't help but sneered, and said: "Yes, 200 years..." There was a sharp killing intent in his eyes, and he said, "The world knows that the aristocratic family and the dynasty are mutually beneficial, but the world is also wondering how the dynasty will control it. These immortal cultivating families..."

The transcendence of power is too terrifying. No matter how rich the emperor is, it is impossible for him to defeat even an ordinary immortal cultivator.

Ruan Zhouyao said: "Shouldn't those who enter the noble family have to make a heart demon oath?"

Mo Si asked: "Then, does the national teacher really take the heart demon oath without binding force?"

Ruan Zhou said: "The emperor is not a cultivator, so I don't know the power of the heart demon oath."

Mo Si asked with a smile, and said, "But do you know how they are willing to take the oath of heart demon?" He asked back, "Because of profit, cause of power? You practitioners are very capable, if you really want to wait for you If I draw the ground as a prison, I'm afraid the sun will come out from the west."

Ruan Zhouyao gave a low laugh, and said: "I have long thought that the power of the aristocratic family is very strange, but I have never wanted to meddle in other people's business." He sneered, "It's fine if the emperor wants to get rid of the aristocratic family. You shouldn't, you shouldn't, you shouldn't drag my sweetheart into the water!"

Mo Siwen's expression suddenly changed, and he said, "You really have an affair with Immortal Yingli!"

Ruan Zhouyao said: "Didn't the emperor already know about it, why bother to ask?"

Mo Si Wen suddenly laughed, as if mocking: "The national teacher and Immortal Yingli are masters and apprentices, right?"

Ruan Zhou said, "So what?"

Mo Si asked: "200 years ago, Jambudvipa's catastrophe should have three, heaven, earth, and man... The heavenly catastrophe is the catastrophe of destiny, and the ones destined to be catastrophe are humans and demons, and the earth catastrophe is human relations. Those who respond to the calamity are masters and apprentices, and human calamity is a calamity of love..." As if he wanted to take revenge for something, he tremblingly said: "National teacher, national teacher, the calamity between you and your master Yingli Xianjun Death robbery!" He said excitedly, "Aren't you afraid that your feelings for your master are destined by heaven? Your master is destined to kill you?"

Ruan Zhou shook his eyes sharply, and said in a deep voice: "What happened 200 years ago - who told you?!"

This dynasty in the world has only existed for 200 years, it is absolutely impossible for Mo Siwen to know so much!

Mo Si asked with a smile, as if he was a rascal, and said: "Isn't the national teacher trying to kill me? I'm going to die, so what else can I say?"

Ruan Zhou said angrily: "If you don't tell me, I will kill you now!"

Mo Siwen moved his eyelids and took a careful look at him.

"National teacher..." Mo Si asked, "You really are a pure devil..." He seemed to be emotional and bewitched, "Since God destined you to take the road of no return, why bother to go?" Dead end, why not follow me..."

Ruan Zhouyao stabbed Mo Siwen's thigh without saying a word!

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