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"Mysterious, Your Highness, let me break the fog and let it reveal its true form."

A strong and evil cultivator from the royal palace, with a ruthless look on his face, raised a three-foot spear and wanted to jump off the lake to deal with the middle-aged man on the boat.

Lu Guangjing immediately glared at the evil cultivator and scared him away.

Afterwards, Lu Guangjing clasped his hands in his fists, bowed to the Confucian Temple Censor in the distance, and said politely: "Lu Guangjing respectfully invites you to come ashore, and it won't be too late for us to discuss it in detail."

The voice of the Confucian Temple Censor came melodiously: "No need to be polite, just answer my questions now."

Obviously, he had no intention of visiting Prince Jin's Mansion.

Regarding the previous question of the Confucian Temple Censor, Lu Guangjing appeared to be very cautious. He considered it for a moment and said: "Although I don't know what Sir means by this, I still want to make it clear that the Jin Palace has nothing to do with Xun Guoshi. The Lord of Great Yan's I will fight for the position myself.”

The censor of the Confucian Temple shook his head: "Everything, since it exists, must have its reason. Whether Xun Yu has anything to do with you, I know very well, and the Confucian Temple also knows very well, but the rules were still in place before, and there was no need to take action. Now Xun Yu If he doesn’t obey the rules, someone will make him obey the rules.”

"I'll tell you the answer now. You can't go far as long as Xun Yu is here."

Only a few people in the courtyard understood the profound meaning of the Yushi's words.

Lu Guangjing's expression remained unchanged and he asked, "Sir, are you here to find Master Xun, or are you here to bury me?"

The censor of the Confucian Temple smiled softly: "In the Confucian Temple, someone was interested in you while watching the show behind the scenes, so he asked me to come over and ask you some questions. It's just that you didn't seem to answer the first question very well. "

time flies.

As night fell, the sky and the earth were pitch black, except for the Confucian Temple Censor's body that emitted bright holy light, reflecting the lake's surface like a celestial river.

"Sir, feel free to ask, and I will try my best to answer." Lu Guangjing said with a firm look.

"The world is as big as the king's land. The change of destiny is an inevitable trend. It can be as short as ten years or as long as a hundred years. By then, disputes will come. By then, do you think the Great Yan will completely disappear? Will the Jin Palace lose? Will you die and disappear?" asked the Confucian Temple Censor.

This was a very pointed question, which made all the evil monks in Prince Jin's palace look angry. It seemed that if Lu Guangjing had not suppressed him, they would definitely rush forward and cut this rude guy into pieces.

"The Great Flame will not disappear." Lu Guangjing said very simply.

He understood that the Prince Jin's Mansion the other party mentioned should refer to the Infernal Affairs Party.

Immediately afterwards, he said: "Today's imperial court and the three religions are like the sun in the sky. How can it be compared to other fireflies? However, even where the sun is the brightest, there are still places where the sun cannot shine. Shadow. As long as people still have emotions, selfishness, and greed, Prince Jin's Palace will definitely still exist."

The Censor of the Confucian Temple nodded and asked no more questions. He took out a bright yellow scroll from his sleeve and hung it in the air.

"Wow!"

He stretched out a slender finger, and white literary energy flew out from the fingertips and landed on the scroll, forming beautiful sacred texts.

The file turned into a white light, flew out, crossed the water, and appeared above Lu Guangjing's head.

"Boom!"

All the evil monks in Prince Jin's Mansion were suppressed by a powerful wave of force on the file, causing their legs to weaken and they knelt on the ground.

It wasn't until this moment that they realized how powerful this middle-aged man was.

The evil monks who had previously wanted to deal with the censor of the Confucian Temple were all frightened, their arms were trembling, and cold sweat was secreted on their foreheads, dripping down on the deck.

Even Lu Guangjing knelt on one knee, stretched out his hands, held the file, and slowly opened it.

Although he had already guessed the identity of the censor of the Confucian Temple, he was still a little surprised when he saw the content in the file: "Candidate disciple of the Dharma Saint."

"From now on, Lu Guangjing, you are a candidate disciple of the Legalist Saint in the Confucian Temple, but you are not a true disciple yet. If you want to become a true disciple, you must survive this battle for the right to inherit the throne. "

The misty voice was still echoing on the water, but the Confucian Temple Censor had already disappeared, and no one saw him leave.

On the water surface, there were only circles of ripples, spreading and spreading.

Lu Guangjing slowly stood up, exhaled a long breath, and couldn't help but squeeze the file tightly.

"Your Highness, who is he? That he can choose disciples of saints?" an evil cultivator asked cautiously.

Everyone looked at Lu Guangjing and were equally curious.

Lu Guangjing didn't answer them at all. He stared at the water with a more scornful air on his body and murmured: "As expected of the Tantai sage who is famous all over the world and is one of the seventy-two sages. You can only look at it from a distance, but you can’t get close.”

"Mr. Xun, it would be embarrassing if you really gave up on me."

On the streets of Dayan Capital City.

Tantai Ming, dressed in green bamboo leaves, blended into the crowd, his consciousness covering a thousand miles.

The beautiful woman with a man and a woman next to her expressed doubts:

"Sir, why do you do this? King Jin is jealous and arrogant. Why did you give him the Book of Saints of the Dharma Sage?"

Tantai Ming smiled heartily: "You only saw the benefits that Lu Guangjing got, but you didn't see the disadvantages. If you really want to deal with Xun Yu, you have to attack the people around him. The split between the Jin Palace and Xun Yu, a candidate The book of the saint caused the already precarious rift to collapse."

"It is because this person is jealous and arrogant, how can he always be willing to submit to Xun Yu. He must have realized that he is about to become an abandoned son. At this time, a saint's book is a timely rain. It will not be accepted if he accepts it, and it will not be accepted if he does not. , this is a conspiracy."

"Is this the arrangement of the Confucian Temple?"

Only then did the Qingli woman suddenly realize.

Liu Family Villa.

A gap in the meeting.

In fact, Lu Mingyuan's consciousness had already reached Monk Fahai.

All this time, Monk Fahai has been quietly leveling up outside the capital, participating in tasks assigned by the King Kong Division, hunting monsters, and occasionally turning into a killer of the Jin Palace to kill some underground forces.

It takes a lot of energy to devote your consciousness to thinking, but it is very simple to just lay out the instructions to kill.

Lu Mingyuan felt like he was doing a dungeon raid.

After a period of absorption, absorbing demonic power and the power of flesh and blood, Monk Fahai's cultivation level has been improved to a high level, at least not weaker than Yang Erlang. The level of the two of them is about five times the strength of ordinary Guanhai Realm monks.

The current Blood Shadow Corps.

There are three people with Tianzi grade combat power.

Dizipin is the elite class among shadow warriors and important combatants. Yang Jian and Fahai can each command about fifty people.

Renzipin is responsible for supervising and intelligence work, and the number has grown to an extremely large number. There are already hundreds of them, lurking in every corner of the capital, acting as cameras.

He first had to find some time to receive the offerings from Qingqiu Temple.

A few days ago, he sent a messenger light talisman. Qingqiu Temple strongly supported it and planned to send many people over. They should all be on their way.

"Huh? I have a mission."

Lu Mingyuan noticed that Monk Fahai's jade plaque was on.

"The mission of Prince Jin's Mansion? Who are you trying to assassinate with Wu Shangzhen?"

He took a closer look and frowned: "The Great Protector of Wuying Hall?"

Unbelievable.

Am I going to assassinate myself?

Lu Mingyuan was immediately happy.

At the same time, he sensed something was wrong.

How did King Jin know that Wuyingtang had an extra protector? The news was obviously announced not long ago.

Is it possible that the contents of the Shadow Whistle meeting have also been leaked?

This shows that there is an undercover agent inside Wuyingtang!

Lu Mingyuan thought for a moment and quickly came to a conclusion.

Among the many evil monks here just now, there are definitely traitors.

It seems that this news must be told to Shadow Whistle.

We can't let her fall over so quickly.

the other side.

"Great Protector, are you practicing?" Luo Ying stepped forward and asked strangely.

Lu Mingyuan's consciousness immediately returned to Yang Erlang's body. When he opened his eyes again, he found that the meeting was over and all the evil cultivators had withdrawn.

Luo Ying and him were the only ones left in the entire lobby.

Of course, Lu Mingyuan would not tell the truth, and explained: "I am indeed practicing the breathing method. The decisive battle is coming. If my strength can be improved by one point, the chance of winning will increase."

He seemed to remember something. The evil leader who was the first to make objections asked, "By the way, who is the first person on the left? The one who goes against the adults."

Luo Ying glanced at the position of the chair and said: "This person is the sect leader of Liyang Clan in Qinghai Prefecture. His name is Sun Changlan. He is a master in the tenth level. He has been famous for nearly a hundred years and has great appeal in Wujiang Pavilion. But Chi Chi He can't buy a blessed land, and he can't be qualified to be called a 'zong'. Why, you also see that there is something wrong with him?"

Luo Ying's lips curled up and she smiled lightly.

Lu Mingyuan said seriously: "If my guess is correct, at this moment, he has already conveyed the contents of our meeting to Lu Guangjing."

"How about getting rid of him first?"

At this moment, Luo Ying's eyes became very cold and sharp, and he said with murderous intent: "Don't worry, Lu Guangjing hasn't made a move yet, and Sun Changlan's value has not been fully reflected. When he loses his value, I will definitely be the first one. Get rid of him."

Lu Mingyuan smiled bitterly and said, "I'm afraid they will attack me first. The protector you gave me is really a hot potato."

"This is unavoidable. If I can't rely on you to select which monks are obedient, I'm afraid the consequences will be even worse. I guess there won't be many people who can be used." Luo Ying was obviously helpless and said seriously.

"When you want to take action, just say so. The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and I may have to disappear for a while."

"Celebrate the New Year? You still want to celebrate the New Year?" Luo Ying raised his eyebrows.

Lu Mingyuan shook his head: "It's just a period of seclusion to avoid being chased by King Jin."

"Okay, approved."

After a while.

Lu Mingyuan's consciousness returned to the cold palace.

I just walked out of the yard and stretched my body to move my stiff body.

Ziyun had already walked into the small courtyard and reported:

"Your Highness, the noble concubine has come to see you."

"knew."

Lu Mingyuan flexed his hands, crossed his arms, and quickly walked out of Qingzhu Palace and headed to Yaoguang Palace.

But wait until he comes to Yaoguang Palace.

But I found that grandpa was also here.

The fire in the hall was very warm, and Wang Hefu was making tea with a leisurely expression.

"I've seen my grandpa, I've seen my mother, grandpa, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Lu Mingyuan took a step forward and greeted everyone one by one.

"My son is here, come on, sit down and say." Wang Zhaoyan smiled and waved.

When Wang Hefu saw Lu Mingyuan's face, he noticed that he was even better than before. Prime Minister Dayan, who sat like a bell in the court, was particularly cordial in front of his grandson. He chuckled and said:

"It's almost the New Year's Eve. I've called you here this time to attend the demon-slaying event."

"Demon Slayer Conference?"

Lu Mingyuan murmured softly.

His mind kept reminiscing, and then he remembered the matter about the demon-slaying event.

Dayan holds a banquet for all nations every year. The purpose is to demonstrate the country's prestige and let other countries see what Dayan's national strength is. Moreover, it is a change of civil and military affairs, which means that one year of civil struggle, the other year of military struggle.

Last year, the poetry conference was held, so this year, the demon slaying conference will be held.

The so-called Demon Slaying Conference is an event established in the 167th year of the founding of Dayan. In this year, Dayan completely pacified the demon clan in the Western Border and established a firm foothold in the world of Middle-earth. The purpose of establishing the Demon Slaying Conference was to let The people of Dayan remember the years when their ancestors fought with the demon clan. The demon clan that oppressed the Middle-earth Dynasty in the past was nothing.

Today's Demon Slaying Conference has become a symbol of national prestige.

It's like the Roman Colosseum in the previous life, where the princes and nobles had fun watching humans and animals fight.

Each country will send designated masters to the teleportation array battlefield to compete and determine the winner or loser based on points. This is not taken too seriously. It is just a battlefield on the edge and will not go deep into it. The purpose is to let Countries look at the power of the Great Yan cultivator.

In previous years, it was Dayan who won.

After all, the Great Yan cultivators were numerous and powerful, and small countries could not compare with them.

"It's the end of the New Year again, and the civil and military affairs have changed. Do you still remember last year's poetry meeting?" Wang Hefu asked with a smile.

Lu Mingyuan nodded: "I have an impression, but my grandson remembers that he did not participate."

Wang Hefu laughed and said: "There is no need for you to attend this time. The main purpose of attending the demon-slaying event is to see the world and see the actions of masters from various countries. There are many monks from the three religions, Qi practitioners and martial artists. It should be of great benefit to your practice. "

"really."

Lu Mingyuan did not deny it.

You can indeed learn a lot by watching the masters fight, especially for a monk like him who has just reached the middle fifth level.

"This year's Demon Slaying Conference probably didn't go so well. I originally didn't want to do it, but rules are rules after all." Wang Zhaoyan sighed.

Wang Hefu said calmly: "Next, you must be mentally prepared for what grandpa is going to tell you."

Lu Mingyuan replied calmly: "Grandpa, please tell me."

Wang Hefu said solemnly: "Your case was dismissed, becoming one of the few cases that failed to be reviewed by Wenguyuan. Generally speaking, cases that dare to be investigated by the three imperial offices rarely come out intact. No matter how bad it is, it will be The guilt should be reduced and the pardon should be lighter, but this time, there must be external intervention that made the result turn out like this."

"It's okay, grandpa and grandson don't expect Denwen Drum Court to reverse the case. It's understandable that the case is too difficult." Lu Mingyuan consoled him.

He could finally breathe a sigh of relief about this matter.

Lu Yunqing initiated a relationship and almost cleared him up.

But it is estimated that the emperor's father will not let this happen.

Lu Yunqing's road has been paved long and wide. At this time, naturally there cannot be another competitor.

This is easy to understand.

After chatting for a while, Lu Mingyuan left Yaoguang Palace.

On the road.

He caught a glimpse of a young Celestial Master in white, passing by the palace.

Familiar location, familiar dress.

Lu Mingyuan inquired about the identity of this person. He was the deputy mountain chief of Leichi Taoist Academy and the Taoist Celestial Master Xu Changqing.

But this time it was different, the other party seemed to want to talk to him.