Young man on white horse, I am in the human world, who dares to call himself an immortal?

Qinglong Town.

In the center of this town, there stands a magnificent Qinglong camp, with endless tents and military flags flying.

At this moment, in the main tent of this camp, an important meeting is taking place.

This Taishi from Nanjue is the most powerful person in the court except for the Emperor Shenwu.

Everyone knows that his status is extremely respected, and he can be said to be under one person and above ten thousand people.

There are even rumors that "this Taishi is like a regent king, holding great power and awe-inspiring."

However, it is puzzling that in the face of such a supreme temptation as the throne, he actually chose the seemingly leisurely position of Taishi.

Time flies, and the Taishi is nearly a hundred years old, but he is still energetic, as if he is immortal.

Back then, it was he who supported the Emperor Shenwu to ascend the throne and made great contributions in the court, which no one could match!

Because of this, he always held the military power tightly in his hands, like a poisonous thorn deeply pierced into the heart of the emperor, making the emperor unable to sleep or eat.

It is strange to say that although he was born in the underworld, the Grand Master always talked about the affairs of the court and the country, and never forgot them.

The marriage between the two countries is undoubtedly a great opportunity for him.

As for who the noble princess will eventually marry, what does it have to do with him?

What he sought was just a high-sounding excuse.

It's not that he doesn't want to be the emperor, but because so many generations of Ao family children are more legitimate than him.

He was the emperor's illegitimate son decades ago. If he wanted to be ranked according to seniority, unless the Ao family died out.

The Grand Master had been planning for a long time, and finally he found the opportunity.

Nanjue and Beili have been in constant conflict for more than a hundred years.

And the Emperor Shenwu actually wanted to form a marriage alliance, so it’s no wonder that the Grand Master was cruel.

Sitting opposite the Poison God was the special envoy arranged by Beili. No matter day or night, he always wore a cloak.

Under the cloak was a handsome face, but his face always revealed a hint of viciousness, and he was Zhuge Yun, the Wuzuo Envoy of Tianwaitian.

"Tang Sect... I didn't expect that this Tang Sect, which is in a remote corner, was also invited out by your emperor. Everyone knows that Nanjue and Beili are like water and fire. This is a thorn in the Grand Master's heart, and also a thorn in the heart of the Emperor Shenwu, right? Tang Sect hasn't had a disciple appear in Nanjue for many years, right?" Zhuge Yun looked at the letter on the table and said faintly.

"This is the news from Bai Xiao Tang." The Poison God frowned slightly, and then he snorted coldly, "The Tang Sect is not here to help the emperor, but to kill my Wan Du Sect!"

"The Tang Sect has always been secluded in Shuzhong. This generation of Old Master Tang has rarely asked about the affairs of the martial arts world, let alone national affairs."

Zhuge Yun frowned slightly, and a sly smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Anyone can ask Bai Xiao Tang for information as long as the price is right, but Bai Xiao Tang is Beili's Bai Xiao Tang, aren't you afraid, Grand Master?"

"No, for some news, Bai Xiao Tang will choose people to tell, and they can't change their choice even if they are rich and powerful." The Poison God stood up, "But I always feel that the Tang Sect's behavior is a bit strange."

"What does Grand Master mean?" Zhuge Yun said softly.

The Poison God flicked his sleeves and turned around: "This time, a young man suddenly appeared in the border town of Nanjue, claiming to be from the Tang Sect, and killed many disciples of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect. Not long ago, two elders of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect sneaked into Shuzhong..."

Zhuge Yun was stunned, and then smiled slightly: "The Tang Sect tragedy in Shuzhong was actually done by the Grand Tutor, amazing."

The Poison God sighed softly: "It's a pity that they didn't hurt their roots, and now they are running to die again!"

"Wait!" Zhuge Yun suddenly frowned, "The young man the Grand Tutor said, was holding a black knife, wearing black clothes, and the words "pornography, gambling and drugs" were written behind him?"

"It's true that he held a knife, but he didn't wear black clothes!" The Poison God looked at Zhuge Yun fiercely, "Messenger, do you recognize him?"

Zhuge Yun thought for a long time, and his whole body trembled, and he suddenly felt a chill on his back.

Then, a hand was stretched out, and he said viciously: "Even if he turns into ashes, I will never forget. He is not from the Tang Sect, but from the Lingnan Wen family!"

"Lingnan Wen family?" The Poison God was stunned, and he also felt a chill. He pressed one hand on his chest, breathing rapidly, and slapped the other hand hard, smashing the table next to him into pieces.

What happened back then was still vivid in his mind. If it weren't for Wen Lin, he would have entered the Shenyou Xuan realm long ago.

Why is it that now, he is stuck in the Xiaoyao Datian realm and can't enter it at all?

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't escape all the way and got the help of the immortal master, he would be...

"Come here!"

The Poison God shouted angrily.

"Grand Master!"

Outside the tent, a man holding a single swordA middle-aged man in armor walked in.

"Mobilize the forces of two battalions, flatten the border town, and kill the boss of the Crazy Tavern."

The voice of the Poison God was loud, and one could hear from his tone that it was full of resentment.

His hatred for the Wen family is far more than that.

If Wen Lin had not helped the Emperor Shenwu, he would not have wasted that opportunity in vain!

"Grand Master, calm down."

Zhuge Yun walked forward slowly, "Why not wait for him to come on his own initiative? I heard that Princess Nan Jue will arrive in Qinglong Town tonight. Don't they have an engagement?"

The Poison God sighed, waved his hand at the general who came in, and said: "Transfer the 100,000 Beiwei troops stationed in the north to Qinglong Town.

Whether it is the Tang Sect or the Wen Family, let them come and go this time."

"Report!"

Outside the tent, a lieutenant ran in.

"What's the matter?"

The Poison God turned around and said in a deep voice.

"Two suspicious people have sneaked into the town in the past few days. They want to leave the city every day. Tonight they rushed through the city gate, caught one and escaped!"

The captain said loudly.

"Kill them!" Poison God shouted.

"But..." The captain hesitated.

"Speak!" Poison God shouted.

"That man claims to be the headmaster of Qingcheng Mountain and the chief disciple of Lu Suzhen."

"Lu Suzhen?" Poison God turned his head suddenly and stared at Zhuge Yun with a look of doubt and vigilance. "Qingcheng Mountain in Beili has always been peaceful. How could a disciple run to our Nanjue? What is the reason?"

Zhuge Yun raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a meaningful smile, and said slowly: "I think this person should be an old acquaintance of mine."

After speaking, Zhuge Yun flashed and disappeared in an instant.

After Zhuge Yun left, a slight noise suddenly came from another corner of the tent.

Then, two figures slowly walked in.

A closer look revealed that they were two elderly men.

One of the elders lowered his voice and said, "Master, it seems that many people from the Tang Sect have infiltrated our Nan Jue territory recently."

The other elder nodded solemnly and continued, "Not only that, even the people from the Wen family have entered Nan Jue, but they are scattered and hiding in various places in the northern border, and their whereabouts are extremely secretive."

Hearing this, the Poison God's eyes turned cold, and he turned to face the two elders and said in a deep voice, "Bai Duzi, Patriarch Duanmu, the affairs of the Tang Sect will be left to you two to deal with! Make sure to catch all those uninvited guests!"

After that, the Poison God waved his hand lightly, and a long-tailed centipede suddenly appeared in his hand.

The tail of the seven-tailed centipede trembled slightly, as if conveying some information to its owner.

Seeing this, the Poison God frowned slightly and muttered to himself: "It seems that person is coming too..."

Then he stepped out of the tent, looked up at the southern sky, and thought to himself:

"Has the immortal master from Yingzhou arrived here now?"