Record of Chaos

　　 Lian Ping moved forward, and Hao was following her carefully. He had seen Biluo Saint Lian Ling, and in his heart felt that although this younger sister looked a bit like Lian Ling, she was far from Lian Ling. It's really a bit of a bad premonition that his life has been handed over to this person.

　　 Lian Ping led him through the corridor behind the Chamber and into a large empty room. The room is airtight in all directions and has no windows. It is made of old blackened wooden boards. An oil lamp was lit on the wall, and a seal script hung prominently with the words "visualization" written on it. Apart from that, the four walls are empty and empty.

　　 On the floor against the wall, there are two master and slave futons, and there is nothing on the floor. Lian Ping sat cross-legged on the main seat, then took out a shadow-passing jade slip and threw it in the middle of the floor. Suddenly, the jade slip shone brightly, showing a blood red. Amidst the blood red, it is the standing black self-evident monument, which shows a ranking list.

　　Tang Su is naturally at the top of the list, and the others go down in order. About a third of the names are at the end, and the color has changed to gray. These rankings are still constantly changing, and the names of people are constantly turning gray.

"Haozheng, your experience is quite simple. When only the first and second ranks of the Wuyuan are left on this list, I will take you into the Self-Born Tablet and participate in the final battle of the two Wuyuan. Victory, after this battle, you can come out and return to life and restore your status as the prince. Before that, you must stay here honestly and never leave a single step."

　　 Although this delicate Haozheng said that he is no longer the prince, if something happens to her, the consequences are really unimaginable. Although the emperor’s imperial decree said that the Cuiyu Palace was not responsible for the casualties. But no one knows what the actual consequences will be. Especially for the safety of Haozheng, her Danyang Pavilion is entirely responsible. Even if Emperor Kun Yuan really didn't pursue it, Gui Xuanyin and the Xingtang line would inevitably use this as an excuse to force her to abandon her position in the Danyang Pavilion.

　　 Her idea is also very simple. Haozheng stayed in her Danyang Pavilion's visualization room honestly, and didn't go out a step. Danyang Pavilion is full of restrictions inside and outside, which can be described as Jincheng Tangchi. In addition, she kept watching here, whether it was an outsider or the kid who was about to commit suicide, she would not give the other party a chance.

　　 As for the decisive battle in the surviving monument at the back, it was just a battle for foundation monks. Protecting him with her perfect female crown can completely control the situation. What really happened was that he was afraid of other conspiracies in the Xingtang line. However, the Zisheng Tablet has restricted the inaccessibility of Gui Xuanyin. At the perfect state of her virtual pill, there is no opponent under the purple mansion, so she is not afraid of any tricks they play.

　　 The only thing that makes her feel uncomfortable now is that she has to live in the same room with this weak prince, a lone man and a widow. I don't know if it will take three or five days to stay. It's embarrassing that the air will freeze.

　　 Hao was sitting down on the futon next to him, looking at the self-life monument in the phantom. Lian Ping put him aside and adjusted his interest and luck. The two were silent for a long time, speechless.

　　Looking at the changes in the data on this self-life monument, it is not difficult for Haozheng to infer that the battle of the rankings of thousands of people will take at least ten days to decide the top two. He immediately understood Lian Ping's plan. In order to absolutely ensure his safety, before entering the Monument of Self-Birth, the woman's crown planned to lock him in this enclosed room on all sides and guarded every step of the way.

　　 This method is really simple and cute. But even he has to admit that stupid people have stupid ways, which really works.

　　 But being kept in this room with such a boring woman for such a long time is really boring enough.

　　 Confucianism does not practice meditation, and Haozheng does not adjust the breath, sitting cross-legged can only be boring. He glanced at the seemingly young Danyang Pavilion on behalf of the guard. She looked just like herself, but she was sixteen or seventeen. Although she was sitting cross-eyed and closed her eyes, her brows frowned and her lips clenched, she looked like a smart girl who couldn't sit still.

　　 The age of a monk cannot be measured by a mortal. Unless it's the time when the gods are declining and the energy is dissipated, and the lifespan is about to end, you will generally not see the old state. Especially female sisters, their age is top secret. The virtual pill female crown will not enter the stage of decay until after ninety, and it is no different from the girl before this.

　　 Hao is a little disappointed. It happened that when Saint Biluo was in retreat, he was sent here to practice. If the saint is in charge of the overall situation, he believes that it can be safe and secure. But with this little sister, the situation is hard to say.

　　 "On behalf of the guard," Hao Zheng remembered something, and suddenly an inexplicable omen surged into his heart, "I don't know where my brother Haoqi is now in your palace?"

　　 Sitting with the sick prince, and always on alert, even Ping did not concentrate on his exercises. These imperial relatives originally had many romantic princes and brothers, and even Ping had been guarding this prince to strike up a conversation with him. So as soon as he heard what he said, he stopped adjusting his breath and replied impatiently: "Let my brother have his own punishment hall in charge of safety, and he is now in the torture tree palace."

　　 Haozheng asked for no reason, "Excuse me, Dai Shou, can this self-generation monument be accessible at any time?"

　　 "As long as the first name has not been decided, naturally you can enter at any time." Lian Ping didn't know what he was asking this for, only if he just had a chat with himself.

　　 But she smiled coldly in her heart, thinking to herself that no matter how many topics you are looking for, I just asked and agreed, I see how long you can last.

　　 "Then say," Hao Zheng showed a trace of haze on his face, "Is it possible that my younger brother has already entered the self-evident monument?"

　　 "This is impossible. I said he is in the torture tree palace, then he is in the torture palace!"

　　 Lianping couldn't be bothered to continue answering. To her, she didn't dare to be interested in where Haoqi was. Anyway, Xingtang was in charge, and it had nothing to do with her. But she did make an agreement with Gui Xuanyin to take the two kings into the house only when the battle was in the self-evident stele. Since it was so agreed, she thought it would be so.

　　 But Haozheng's heart was so tight that he couldn't sit still anymore.

　　 For so many years, he has lived in Jinyucheng, far away from the imperial capital, which has saved a lot of trouble. But this time, his father reluctantly stripped him and this younger brother of authority and placed him in a sect to "experience". The mysterious outsiders may not be able to see it, but he knew it well.

　　 Originally, the Jade Palace was on his site. In the eyes of the father, he might have favored his second son who did not practice profound arts. But it happened that he suddenly got the imperial decree, and rushed over the next day, and the biggest reliance on Saint Biluo was not there.

　　 He had no idea whether his younger brother had been informed earlier about what arrangements he had made in the Jade Palace. So he is actually extremely passive.

　　 Although the three princes, Haoqi, are domineering and moody, he is far-reaching and will never fight an unprepared battle.

　　 Hao was thinking to himself, if he had guessed correctly, his younger brother might no longer be in the torture palace at this time, but had already sneaked into the Zisheng Monument with Gu Wentian. From now until the first or second place is decided, these three or five days are enough time for them to set up a net like trap in the monument of self-life, and wait for him to step on it.

　　 His weak body is actually not interested in fighting for the throne, but even if he says so, others will not believe it. This struggle is in fact born and unending. He must not sit still.

　　 The most important thing at the moment is to let the naive and innocent female crown next to it know the dangers and make arrangements early to avoid being passive after entering the self-generation monument.

　　 Judging from this woman's cold attitude towards herself, no matter how dangerous she said, she would only be cold-eyed on the surface, and laugh at herself for being unreasonable and worrying, greedy for life and fear of death.

　　 But no matter what kind of woman, there will naturally be some way to deal with it.

　　 Haozheng smiled slightly and said: "The disciple thought that the master of the deputies had a high level of cultivation, but his mind was indeed very simple. If he does not believe it, the disciple is willing to make a bet with the master of the deputies.

"Bet?" Lian Ping unexpectedly heard this person change the way and said that she was simple-minded. This was hitting her sore spot, and she couldn't help but get angry. She completely cleaned up the guard of this son, and said angrily, "What are you betting on? ?"

　　 "The disciple just gambled on behalf of the misfortune. Now my younger brother Haoqi must no longer be in the torture tree palace!"

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　　 At this moment, Gui Xuanyin is sitting calmly in the elder's quiet room. As for the achievements in the self-life monument, he seemed to have nothing to do with him, and he didn't even look at it.

　　 Actually, it can be said that it really has nothing to do with him. In order to ensure that Qin Zunyang really relied on his strength during the battle of the Self-Born Tablet and was not interfered by various external forces, he not only set up a strong prohibition to prevent the entry of the cultivators of the Purple Mansion, but also isolated the internal and external information traffic. Everything that happened in the self-born stele could not be transmitted even with the shadow jade slips. From the outside, you can see nothing but the constantly changing list ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, let alone collusion between inside and outside.

　　He just needs to wait here for the result of the two kings' fight. Once the news of King Yun's death comes, he will immediately convene a meeting of the elders, forcing Lian Ping to step down from his post and choose a reliable disciple to replace him.

　　 He also thought about it repeatedly, even if the matter is unsuccessful, there is nothing to fear if he really wants to investigate it. He has already cleaned up all traces. Many of these people who do things don't know what they are doing, and they should be unable to explain anything.

　　 At this time, a law enforcement disciple was reporting.

　　 "Danyang Pavilion is coming again, this time holding a token of surrender, and requesting that he must meet King Xia in person."

　　 This is the second time Lianping has sent someone to ask to see King Xia. It seems that this woman is not completely brainless, she probably guessed vaguely that King Xia and Gu Wentian had already entered the Zisheng stele in advance. But this has nothing to do with the overall situation. Since Gu Wentian did this, he was naturally prepared for this situation.

　　 The visitor from Danyang Pavilion was taken by his subordinates and waited in the Xingtang for a long time. In the end, King Xia was meditating and refused to see guests, so he was directly sent away. Unexpectedly, Lian Ping refused to give up, this time he even brought the Shou Talisman.

　　 When the head is not there, keeping the talisman on behalf of him is as if he is personally there. Even if he is the elder of the Xingtang, he cannot disobey, otherwise he will betray the head.

　　 "I'm in retreat." Gui Xuanyin replied coldly, "You don't need to report this to me, just let the deputy elder deal with it."

　　 The law enforcement disciple was ordered to retreat, and Gui Xuanyin waved his hand. The heavy stone gate on the entrance of his quiet room immediately closed with a rumbling. As for the people from Danyang Pavilion, just ask them and the deputy elder of Xingtang to look for them. Anyway, apart from him, no one outside knew the whereabouts of King Xia and Gu Wentian.