The No. 1 Sword Cultivator in History [Transmigration Book]

Qingliu Dalang stepped on the large blue-gray roof with his toes, and approached the Wei Palace quietly.The night rain fell rustlingly deep in the shade of the trees, and the people in Chang'an City were silent.The door of Wei Wang's mansion was closed tightly, the candles in the servant's room were extinguished, and everyone in the mansion had already fallen asleep.

Every other hour, twelve warriors walked through the courtyard with swords in hand and lanterns in hand.

When Qingliu Dalang went, he happened to bump into a small group of people talking in the corridor.He counted, and it happened that there were 12 people in each group, and two groups of night watch warriors were changing shifts.

One person held a lamp and said softly: "Has the prince ever slept?"

"Never." The other commander whispered. "It's raining tonight, so I won't go into the palace, and I want to rest alone."

"I said..." The person who spoke earlier hesitated for a while, then lowered his voice a bit. "My lord still hasn't found someone to sleep with tonight?"

"Huh! Don't gossip!" The leader who spoke to him hurriedly interrupted: "Our prince is only 14 years old!"

"But the princess will enter the palace next month!"

The prince doesn't like this, and he doesn't like that. Could it be that the princess is going to sleep alone on the day of the bridal chamber?

The two stopped talking.

For a while, only the sound of rain falling on the cold armor was heard.

The person who spoke to him was holding a wind lantern, and after a long silence, he said indifferently: "These are not things we should worry about! Let's change shifts first. Be careful! Chang'an City has been a bit unsettled recently."

"understood."

After the two whispered, the commander who carried the lantern led 12 people to leave in a hurry with the sound of rain.

Qingliu Dalang listened to the gossip, and quickly found the wing where Wei Wangtai was located according to the direction that these people unconsciously looked at when they spoke just now.

In the side room, the lights were dark and the fire was dark, Qingliu Dalang hung the golden hook upside down, with his toes hanging under the eaves, he glanced inside.His red dress should have been very bright in the dark night, but his whole body turned out to be as black as the night when he wore it in the night, and it was like a puff of smoke, faintly visible in this rainy night.The raindrops fell and scattered in a flash.The next moment it re-condensed into shape.

Qingliu Dalang listened carefully for a while, the sound of snorting in the room was long and short, and there was occasional creaking of the bed board.It seems that Wei Wangtai is not asleep yet.

Didn't fall asleep, just right!

He swished through the window.

"who?"

Wei Wangtai was startled, and sat up from the head of the bed, and was about to open his mouth to call out, but a hand that was as cold as bone was covering his mouth.

"If you talk again, I'll kill you!" Qingliu Dalang uttered a few words coldly in his ear.

Wei Wangtai was startled for a moment, then took a calm breath.After a few breaths, he hesitated a few times in Qingliu Dalang's palm.

Qingliu Dalang looked at his expression and guessed that he would not shout anymore, so he let go of his hand slowly.

In the dark night, Wei Wangtai squinted his eyes and looked carefully for a while, and finally saw the person in front of him clearly, and he was even more shocked. "Who sent you?"

Qingliu Dalang frowned. "What kind of poison did you give that little monk today?"

"Oh, so it's from the little monk!" Wei Wangtai's expression relaxed for a moment. "What poison? The poison didn't kill him, so what else?!"

"Bring the antidote!"

"There is no antidote." Wei Wangtai bared his teeth and smiled, looking like a rogue who is not afraid of boiling water. "This poison is supposed to kill instantly, where can we find the antidote?"

"Then I'll take your life!" Qingliu Dalang grabbed Wei Wangtai's throat, abruptly pulled him up from the quilt, and then quickly tapped Wei Wangtai's big acupoints all over his body, throwing him like a piece of garbage Put it into a Qiankun bag.

Wei Wangtai struggled a couple of times at first, his hands and feet poked out a bulge in the Qiankun bag from time to time.Qingliu Dalang ignored him at all, carried the Qiankun bag half a person's height on his shoulder, and swished out through the window.

Wei Wangtai told him to roll over in the bag, curled up with his head in his arms, and cried out in pain: "There really is no antidote! You killed Gu, and there is no antidote for Gu!"

Qingliu Dalang ignored him, thinking about what the old monk Mingxi said. — If there is an antidote, take the antidote.If there is no antidote, take down the poisonous person and go back.

Now that he has caught the poisoner, he still needs a child with a pure heart.This boy has to be the son of the Li family!

Where did the boy go to find it?

Qingliu Dalang's body turned faster than his mind, before he could figure it out, he flew into the Li family's palace in the blink of an eye.There are continuous buildings in the rainy night, and he walked along the palace room by room.

Walking to a place, I saw a person still shaking his head in the dark night and rainstorm, reading all the policies for governing the country.His heart moved, and he thought, maybe this person's heart is not bad.He poked through the paper on the window with his fingers and looked in. Inside, a child about four or five years old was studying hard under the lamp. He had a very handsome face, but he was a little dumbfounded.When encountering a sentence that I don't understand, I use my nails to draw it, pick it out word by word, talk to myself there, and think over it over and over again.

Come on, it's him!

Qingliu Dalang got involved backwards, and with a whoosh, the wind on his clothes extinguished the candle on the table.

"what……"

Before the word "person" was uttered, the little prince was also arrested by Qingliu Dalang, and with a plop, he threw it into the Qiankun bag, and went to accompany Wei Wangtai.

Qingliu Dalang caught the two of them together, he didn't dare to delay any longer, he followed the original path and jumped a few times in the night sky.Suddenly, he returned to Dong'an Temple.

Inside Dong'an Temple.

A group of mountain spirit monsters, about seventeen or eight, sat down on the ground and panted like cows.Maybe it's because too much spiritual power was sent to Lingran, and now these spirits are all weak, and they can't move when they see him.

Qingliu Dalang glanced briefly, and walked straight to the old monk Mingxi with the Qiankun bag on his shoulders.

"I got it all!"

"Okay!" The old monk Mingxi twitched his eyebrows, then turned his head and said to Lao Song: "I have to trouble you, go to the door to protect the law."

"Make it! Make it!" Lao Song panted, his back was obviously short again, he bent his back and greeted the mountain spirits and wood monsters he brought, and formed a magic circle inside and outside Dong'an Temple.

Only Mingxi, Lingran and Qingliu Dalang were left in the house.

Qingliu Dalang leaned over and frowned.Tashang Lingran still had his eyes closed tightly covered in blood, but his complexion looked much better than before.

He turned his head and asked Mingxi in a cold voice. "Your prescription is weird, what exactly is it curing?"

"Healing people's hearts." Mingxi raised his eyebrows slowly, and there seemed to be compassion in his eyes.

"The world is in trouble today. It seems that demons are rampant and ghosts are causing trouble, but in fact it is the people's hearts that are in chaos."

"What does this have to do with us?"

Ming Xi hesitated to speak, and finally heaved a long sigh.

"Let's make a living in the world. No matter how old you are as a god, you have to follow the rules of the world."

Qingliu Dalang couldn't refute this, so he didn't say anything at all.

Mingxi nodded involuntarily, and said again, "So the erosion of the devil's energy may disturb the little monk's Taoist heart and cause resentment in his heart. Originally, he had to understand this matter of Taoism by himself. But since I can help him right now, old monk, I will do my best to keep him safe and sound."

"So it's his Dao heart that nourishes him?" Qingliu Dalang seemed to understand.

"It can be considered." Ming Xi said slowly. "God, which prince did you capture?"

Aoyagi Dalang opened the Qiankun bag, plop, plop!Two people fell out of it.

Wei Wangtai was wearing a Zen robe, his hair was disheveled, and his face was ashamed after he fell, and his face was also covered with a layer of dust, looking quite embarrassed.The little boy captured by the palace was even worse!When it fell, it fell directly into the mud, with its butt facing up, but it was still neatly dressed.

"This is the poisoner!" Qingliu Dalang pointed at Wei Wangtai with one hand, then frowned and said: "The other one, you said you want to find someone with a kind heart, and you must be from the Li family. I don't know who is kind. Seeing him in Reading under the lamp, I caught it casually. Take a look, can it work?"

Mingxi raised his eyelids, first took a focused look at Wei Wangtai, shook his head, sighed, and then looked at the boy on the ground.The little boy was very gentle and elegant, even when he made people fall into such a mess, when he turned around, there was still no anger in his brows and eyes, but he was a little dazed.

Mingxi took a long breath, raised his eyebrows and looked at Qingliu Dalang.

"Why, did you catch the wrong one?" Qingliu Dalang asked hurriedly.

"No, God's eyesight... very good, very good!" Mingxi said with a little smile this time.