I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

Gujiagou is located at the foot of Tianchi Lake.

When Zhou Yi came to the entrance of the village, he saw only a few broken walls, buried by wind and snow, and luxuriant grass. It seemed that there had been no human habitation for at least a few years.

"Where are people?"

Seeing this situation, I can't help but wonder if it has been closed for a hundred years, and the sea has changed.

Zhou Yi circulated his true qi, used his lightness kung fu, and ran towards the southwest direction on snow, walking more than a hundred miles in less than half an hour.

There was a lot of shouting and cursing in the distance, and I jumped onto the top of the tree. Even though the branches were shaking, they were as stable as Mount Tai. Following the sound, I saw hundreds of thousands of people.

More than a hundred soldiers brandished whips, beating the people cursingly and urging them to work faster.

The people wailed in pain, endured hunger and severe cold, and wielded hoes and hammers to dig mines.

"Suppressing the Northern Army?"

Zhou Yi recognized his old opponent's attire at a glance, his figure flew up, his toes skimmed over several treetops, and landed beside the captain who was drinking and eating meat.

"Where did it come from..."

The school lieutenant's eyes dimmed, he yelled and cursed subconsciously, his neck felt cold, and when he lowered his head and saw the sharp blade condensed by true energy, his face turned pale with fright, his hands and feet went limp.

"Master, what are you looking for?"

The soldiers nearby came up clattering, and the captain quickly waved his hand to signal to retreat, so as not to kill the captain with a knife.

"What year is it? What month?"

Zhou Yi hadn't spoken for many years, his voice was a bit weird and dull, plus he had long hair and shawls, a beard two or three feet long, and his clothes were almost rotten into strips of cloth. He was a savage who ran out of the mountains.

The captain quickly replied: "Taichang sixteen years, October twenty-two."

Sixteen years!

The retreat this time was a little longer than expected, but many martial arts have been cultivated to perfection, his own strength has greatly improved, and the enemy is getting old, so it is suitable to kill him.

Zhou Yi asked again: "Do you know where Gujiagou moved? Why did the Zhenbei Army come here?"

"I've never heard of Gujiagou."

The captain became more and more sure that there was an old monster in front of him, and he replied honestly: "Two years ago, the prince destroyed the imperial army, and this land became the new fiefdom of the prince."

A soldier next to him said: "Master, I'm from the village of Gujia, not far from Gujiagou. I heard that someone from the Gu family has become a high-ranking official, and the whole family has moved to the capital."

"The capital..."

Zhou Yi's eyes were gloomy, and he rose tens of feet into the air, and several ups and downs disappeared.

The school lieutenant rubbed his head and called the soldiers who were talking, and asked about Gujia Village. Suddenly, a great master who could condense true energy appeared, and he had to report it to the palace.

The rumors heard by the soldier generals all came out, and Tianchi Diaosou was mentioned among them.

"Then Diaosou's grave is still on the mountain!"

...

"The one surnamed Xie is dead!"

Zhou Yi went all the way south from Tianchi, and when passing through towns, he inquired about the news and found out the major events that happened in the past sixteen years.

"However, the Xie family is still there. We can give you everything we can give you, and we can take it all back!"

Since entering the palace, Zhou Yi has learned that every grievance must be retaliated. Even if the target of revenge is dead, the debt must be transferred to the nine clans, not a penny less.

If not, it would be difficult to overwhelm the servants under his command!

Along the way, they inquired about the martial arts masters of the year, but they all kept secrets and did not get any useful information.

All the way to the capital, it was already approaching the end of the year.

Zhou Yi didn't contact the East Factory spies. After so many years, no matter how deep the spies were buried, they would change their minds. Instead, they took advantage of the night to sneak into the prison.

child time.

Everything was silent, and the guard on duty dozed off against the wall.

A black shadow escaped into the dungeon along the corner of the wall. The forbidden area in the eyes of ordinary masters is nothing more than a mediocre place for innate masters.

Go around left and right, and come to the deepest part of the prison.

A purpose-built prison cell is divided into two rooms, inside and outside. Inside, there are carved sandalwood beds, blue silk curtains and brocade quilts, and outside there are bookshelves, tables and chairs, pens, ink, paper and inkstones, etc.

Six arm-thick candles were burning brightly, illuminating the cell brightly.

The old man with white beard and hair sat at the desk, sometimes frowning and thinking, sometimes writing and drawing on the book.

Zhou Yiyin observed in the dark for a while, then slowly revealed his figure, and tapped on the fence: "Master Tang, it's time to eat..."

Originally wanted to say long time no see, but blurted out for some reason.

"Um?"

Tang Mingyuan felt that the voice sounded familiar. He raised his head and saw the strange-looking old man. After observing carefully for a while, he saw that his little finger was slightly raised, and said in surprise.

"Could it be the governor?"

Zhou Yi said with a bit of yin and yang, "How did the all-powerful Tang Xiangye end up in such a situation, which god helped our family to make such a fuss!"

Tang Mingyuan said helplessly: "Can the Duke not guess?"

"Jie jie jie..."

Zhou Yi laughed a few times: "There is such a skill in the world, he must be a close disciple of Lord Tang, His Majesty Emperor Taichang!"

Two years ago, the Northern Tour was defeated, and the imperial court ceded land and paid compensation.

At that time, Tang Mingyuan was in charge of the court affairs, signed the agreement with his own hand, and assumed all the responsibilities afterwards.

He had already offended the aristocratic family and scholars because of the reform, so he took this opportunity to counterattack and publicized Tang Mingyuan as a treacherous and powerful official who was greedy for ink and military salary and wronged the country with his dead body.

Emperor Taichang ordered Dongchang to conduct a thorough investigation of the Tang Mansion, and indeed found mountains of gold and silver, and was subsequently imprisoned for corruption of ink.

The first test in the prison lasted for two years, and he was not beheaded according to the law, but served with delicious food and drink.

Emperor Taichang claimed to be mindful of the relationship between master and apprentice, and was grateful for the achievements of the Tang Dynasty. Such a kind, pure and filial emperor made the people of Daqing very fond of him.

Hearing about this on the way of Zhouyi, the first thing he did when he came to Beijing was to visit his old friend.

A little bit of pride, but also a bit of embarrassment!

"It's good that I'm alive."

Tang Mingyuan sighed: "Bei Xun killed hundreds of thousands of young men in Daqing, which has a lot to do with me. Every time I close my eyes now, it seems that countless parents, wives and children are cursing in my ears!"

After a little thought in Zhou Yi, he realized the key point.

After the death of the Empress Dowager, Emperor Taichang, who had just taken over the throne, was by no means Tang Mingyuan's opponent, nor was he able to mobilize hundreds of thousands of troops to patrol the north.

So it was Tang Mingyuan who took the initiative to assist and support the Northern Tour, either because of guilt or connivance, which eventually led to the defeat of Snow Wolf Valley.

"The kindness of women!"

Zhou Yi said coldly: "Our family has already said that you are not a material for great things. Sure enough, you were tricked by a brat."

The victory of the northern tour belongs to Emperor Taichang, who can use this to intervene in military power.

If it failed, Tang Mingyuan would take the blame, weakening the power of powerful officials and relatives, and Emperor Taichang would also make a lot of money.

Zhou Yi judged people by himself, and guessed that the subsequent land cession and compensation were also ordered by Emperor Taichang. Ten million taels of silver was not too much for the court, and the ceded area did not have much population, so it happened to completely blackmail Tang Mingyuan.

Tang Mingyuan, who lost his military power on the northern tour, and his reputation among the people plummeted because of the peace talks, was imprisoned by Emperor Taichang.

Among them, Zhou Yi sorted out the twists and turns clearly, and he became somewhat interested in Emperor Taichang.

Whether it is due to talent, intelligence, luck, or whoever ascends to the throne, he will learn the means of struggle without a teacher.

"Duke, I ask you something."

Tang Mingyuan said: "It's time to go to the harem to take a look and find out how Tongtong's real life is. Don't let me, a father, get involved."

Zhou Yi nodded and said: "I met Tongtong a few times before, and I can barely be regarded as an elder. Our family agreed."

"Thank you."

Tang Mingyuan didn't mention that when he rescued him back then, with the Dugong's temperament, he would only take revenge and not repay kindness, but fortunately, he would usually do what he promised.

Zhou Yi asked curiously: "If Tongtong lives well and loves His Majesty as husband and wife, how about Master Tang?"

Tang Mingyuan said: "Then there is no regret in dying."

Zhou Yi asked again: "What if life is better than death?"

"..."

Tang Mingyuan's face was as calm as water, without any change, but the rapid beating of his heart told Zhou Yi that he was not as calm as he seemed on the surface.

Zhou Yi changed his voice and asked, "Is the Queen Mother's death caused by Emperor Taichang?"

There were no rumors about the Queen Mother's death, but Zhou Yi saw a lot of struggles in the harem, and it was almost certain that it had something to do with Emperor Taichang, and he might even have done it himself.

Tang Mingyuan continued to remain silent. He was vaguely aware of this matter, and instead of investigating in depth, he helped cover it up afterwards.

"I thought you were just soft-hearted, but it turned out to be a waste!"

Zhou Yi spat, but still didn't understand that he had guessed right, and scolded: "Your Majesty even dared to kill your mother, not to mention the mere relatives and queens, if Mr. Tang died, your daughter would die soon."

"What makes you sick from worry, what happens when you catch a cold or fall into the water? Don't Master Tang hear much about those things in the palace?"

"He dares!"

Tang Mingyuan frowned, his beard and hair were stretched, and he said in a deep voice, "Emperor Taichang has sworn that after I return the power, I will keep Tongtong safe and happy all his life."

"Master Tang, don't deceive yourself, you should know better than anyone else..."

Zhou Yi said word by word: "This is not a dinner treat, but a life-and-death struggle!"

Tang Mingyuan's majestic aura suddenly fell, as if he had aged decades in an instant. He looked up after a long time in a daze, and saw a few jailers coming to patrol, but Zhou Yi was gone.

"Yun'er, I promised you that I will protect Tongtong for the rest of her life..."

Tang Mingyuan muttered to himself, the warmth and peace in his eyes disappeared, and turned into sternness and determination. He got up and took out a book from the bookshelf, flipping through it page by page.

On the cover of the book, there are five simple seal characters: Ghost Immortal Prolonging Life Sutra.

Tang Mingyuan didn't care about power and wealth. Emperor Taichang took it if he wanted it. He was a lonely soul from a foreign land. How could a person who had died once be afraid of death.

No one can touch the bottom line of only one father!