After the immortal disappeared

In fact, He Lingchuan still didn't say a word:

The elixir case has been exposed for more than a month. Does Qingyang Imperial Master really have no countermeasures?

Bai Ziqi's investigation is all aimed at her. Does she seem to be someone who does nothing?

In this situation, what should Imperial Master Qingyang do?

While the Chiyan people were evacuating Qing Palace, Fu Shanyue did not forget to send a goshawk to fly high into the sky to find out the latest situation on Tianxin Island.

At this time, more and more people gathered at the Qing Palace. Everyone stretched their necks, wanting to eat a big melon.

In the past month, the melons bursting out in Lingxu City have become sweeter than the last.

But the guards of Tiangong suddenly besieged Qinggong? This is definitely the most outrageous one this year, no, it’s the most outrageous one in the past century! Especially since the elixir case has been fermenting for a month, everyone basically knows the cause and effect.

If we can find some exciting news today, wouldn't the hot kang party in the evening be lively?

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Tianxin Island, Lingxiao Palace.

Imperial Master Qingyang stood behind the door. There were chaotic footsteps outside the wall, and some people were arguing loudly.

She looked up at the high wall of the palace. A branch of late osmanthus peeking out from above was half withered, but its fragrance still lingered.

Looking up again, the sky is as big as your palm.

The sunlight had slanted now and could not shine through the deep well-like courtyard.

Imperial Master Qingyang remembered that when he was twelve years old, he entered the palace for the first time and stood here, looking at the sky above his head.

God has never changed.

But at that time, the sweet-scented osmanthus tree had not yet grown tall and could not reach in.

More than one hundred and seventy years passed in a snap of the fingers.

so fast.

She sighed quietly.

I don't know when the noise outside the door stopped, and the footsteps also faded away.

After a while, the door was pushed open, and a palace lady whispered: "Master, please come this way."

She closed the door and led Imperial Master Qingyang inside.

Although it is late autumn, the vegetation along the way is sparse and green, and there is no sign of desolation.

This palace lady had silver hair and hunched shoulders. Imperial Master Qingyang followed her and said, "Little girl, long time no see."

The palace lady turned around and saw her walking past a bush of white wood. She was really a beauty and youthful woman.

Although he looked closely at Imperial Master Qingyang, there were a few light lines at the corners of his eyes.

"You don't have to worry, even the guards from Tiangong don't dare to break into Ganquan Palace to act wild!" The palace lady said seriously, "This is the safest place in the world."

Qingyang Imperial Master sighed: "I never thought that one day I would take shelter here."

"The emperor has long said that if you have anything to do, you should come here and wait for him." The palace lady said, "It's a pity that the emperor will go to Xushan in the afternoon and is not in the palace, otherwise he would be able to take charge of the overall situation for you!"

Imperial Master Qingyang murmured to himself: "The overall situation?" I'm afraid the situation has been decided.

She knew in her heart that the god came to the emperor at this time just to cut off her escape.

However, no matter how domineering Ren Duyunshi and the Tiangong Guards are, they can't break into the palace and turn everything upside down, right?

She fought in the first half of her life and planned in the second half of her life, devoting everything to Lingxu, only to get a promise from the emperor:

No matter how the situation changes, she will definitely be able to see the emperor in Ganquan Palace.

The palace lady invited her to enter the Nuan Pavilion, get a brocade quilt, and brought hot tea and snacks, and then said: "You just need to stay here. If you are tired, you can take a nap. The emperor will not go to Xushan until noon, and it will be before evening at the earliest." Come back quickly."

Imperial Master Qingyang asked her: "Do you have an incense burner?"

The palace lady was startled: "Oh, yes."

She found a small incense burner and a handful of red incense from somewhere.

"Thank you very much."

The palace maid shook her head: "What are you talking about? Fifty-five years ago, if you hadn't carried the slave back from the snow, there would have been no slave in the world. If you need anything, just ask."

After doing this, she backed out, closed the door gently and left.

Imperial Master Qingyang closed his eyes and meditated for a while, then walked around the small garden outside the palace to make sure that it was not under surveillance, then returned to Nuan Pavilion and closed the door tightly.

She lit seven fine incense sticks, inserted them into the incense burner, and placed the incense burner facing east.

The crack in the door is so small that the autumn wind can hardly blow in, and the smoke column goes straight upward.

Imperial Master Qingyang knelt down and muttered something.

The smoke column above the incense burner stagnates slightly. When it reaches a certain height, it presses down, condensing and not dissipating.

After about half a quarter of an hour, the smoke gathered into a gray ball and slowly transformed into a human face.

The facial features of this face are very blurry, and there are barely two eyes and one mouth.

Then, a majestic voice sounded:

"where are you?"

"Lingxiao Palace." Qingyang Imperial Master stopped praying, "I rushed here after you informed me. Bai Ziqi led the Tiangong Guards to attack Qing Palace. Who gave this order?"

"Your Holy Lord Lingxu!" said the voice, "He gave the decree directly without consulting us."

Even though he was mentally prepared, Imperial Master Qingyang still turned pale. After all, it feels bad to be directly targeted by the big boss: "I didn't have time to discuss it in detail earlier. You just said that Bai Ziqi left the city on the opening day of Caohai Hunting to go to Chiyan to find Kong Jiaxiang?"

The voice snorted: "Yes, go to Yangshui, Kong Jiaxiang's hometown. But Bai Ziqi never reported this clue or his itinerary, so the gods were kept in the dark."

In other words, it is them that Bai Ziqi is guarding against!

"He is really loyal to Lingxu."

Imperial Master Qingyang frowned: "There is no way that Kong Jiaxiang is still alive."

"Then what Bai Ziqi brought back was a dead person? No, no, that's not how he reported to Holy Lord Lingxu. Not only was it a living witness, but he also had physical evidence in his hand."

"I sent Lu Qingzhou to deal with the aftermath of Qingfu Temple. Lu Qingzhou watched Kong Jiaxiang die from taking poison, and then he set fire to Qingfu Temple." Imperial Master Qingyang looked solemn, "The fire came from Kong Jiaxiang's house The fever started, he couldn’t have misjudged it.”

"Could it be that the man named Lu deceived you?"

"Lu Qingzhou is loyal to me and will never betray him." Qingyang Imperial Master slowly shook his head, "Besides, he died suddenly at home a few days ago, and it should be the hands of Qiu Gong."

The voice said: "Perhaps Kong Jiaxiang cheated his death and deceived your apprentice."

Imperial Master Qingyang was silent.

After all, she didn't do this herself, she wasn't present. Even if Lu Qingzhou reported back to her afterwards, did he miss some details?

"You said Kong Jiaxiang is dead, then who is the living person Bai Ziqi found?"

"Maybe it's a fake."

The voice screamed: "Fake? If you are sure that he is fake, why don't you stay in Qing Palace to confront him? Why did you come directly to Lingxiao Palace?" And he ran out without looking back. This is not like it at all. Qingyang Imperial Master's consistent style.

"You think Bai Ziqi is easy to deceive, don't you? He caught such an important witness as Kong Jiaxiang, and he didn't verify his identity?" Imperial Master Qingyang smiled bitterly, "Kong Jiaxiang was arrested in his hometown. There are so many relatives and friends in Yangshui who can prove him. It’s me, and I guess Bai Ziqi will also find some clues in Lingxu City. On the other hand, if Kong Jiaxiang is not convinced that there is irrefutable evidence, how could he dare to lead troops to bombard my Qing Palace? "

"Besides, even if I confront Kong Jiaxiang, will Lingxu City believe him or me? Who will judge the truth or falsehood of his words?" Only she knows what is true and what is false. But how could others believe her? "Lu Qingzhou, who can prove that Kong Jiaxiang is dead, died suddenly. So this Kong Jiaxiang is real."

It doesn’t matter whether Kong Jiaxiang is true or false, only the existence of “Kong Jiaxiang” is important.

His testimony, his testimony, must be true.

Shuangye found Kong Jiaxiang, or "made" him, and the game between them decided the winner.

That voice doesn't care about the evidence itself. It just wants to know one thing: "You have really been crucified and can't solve the case?"

"maybe."

The smoke is also very crisp and will dissipate after rolling twice.

"Zhenjun Tongming!" Imperial Master Qingyang suddenly said, "If I go to jail and stand trial, you won't be able to escape."

Another voice came from the smoke, and someone was a little annoyed: "Are you threatening me?"

"I know that Miaozhantian has a divine object called the touchstone. I'm afraid if I fail, I will reveal the fact that you secretly sent divine blood to me."

In addition to the pulp beads, there is another indispensable ingredient for making the elixir, which is divine blood.

If you can't get the divine blood, it's useless to pile up the syrup beads all over the house.

Obviously both the emperor and Tiangong knew this. Once Qingyang Imperial Master was captured, they would definitely be interrogated about the source of the divine blood.

Imperial Master Qingyang knew that Miao Zhantian's touchstone magic could not be more useful for judging the authenticity of confessions.

By then, wouldn't Tongming Zhenjun, the accomplice, be exposed?

But Zhenjun Tongming laughed loudly: "You are worrying too much! Miao Zhantian just used this magical technique, and even something unexpected happened midway, so the loss was huge, and it will not be used a second time in three to five months!"

Imperial Master Qingyang was startled: "What happened?" Could it be the action of True Lord Tongming?

But she was relieved when she heard that the Miao Zhan Divine Art had been temporarily sealed.

"Miao Zhantian tested the boy named He next to Prince Chiyan, but did not get satisfactory results."

The boy named He? He Xiao?

The Qingyang Imperial Master is very curious. He Xiao had indeed added layers of obstacles to her. If he hadn't killed such a person in a diagonal stab, Xi Yunhe wouldn't have been able to expose the case of the immortality medicine even if he had the intention.

This young man does have some abilities, but Miao Zhantian actually uses magic on him?

As a national master, Qingyang knew a lot of inside stories. For example, if the gods wanted to use magic in the human world, they would have to pay an extremely high price.

The barrier between the two worlds is no joke, and the rules cannot be easily bypassed.

This price is not only paid by the gods, but also by Lingxu City.

And it is Miao Zhantian's signature skill, which is by no means easy to use.

What secret is hidden in that young man that even the gods are willing to expend great efforts to explore?

Of course, Imperial Master Qingyang had no time to take care of himself at the moment. This thought just passed through his mind and he said to True Lord Tongming: "The attitude of other gods towards my case may not be so firm, right?"

"You know, even if most of the gods don't care, as long as a small part persists, you will not be able to escape prison!" True Lord Tongming said coldly, "You don't have to think about biting me back, I won't admit it."

"Which war is not full of blood? My men only killed a few weak monsters, and the charges can actually be light or serious." Qingyang Imperial Master said solemnly, "I want to ask you to speak kindly for me in front of the gods. sentence."