Outside the northern city gate of Chang'an is a wide official road, which stretches forward like a long dragon, and I don't know where the end is.

The road is surrounded by flat wastelands, covered with thorns and weeds, but because people usually trampled, it does not seem lush.

Going further apart, you can see small dense forests, with vitality in summer. These trees are lush and lush, demonstrating strong vitality.

This is the place where Mu Zibai was going. He walked in the forest and walked back and forth for several times, but his face finally calmed down.

"What the hell are you going to do?"

Ye Qingfeng couldn't help but ask.

Mu Zibai turned around, his eyes were cold, and he said in a cold voice: "The disaster is coming."

"What?"

Mu Zibai said: "Last night we cleared out demons and ghosts from every yard from south to north. At first, there were a lot of demons and ghosts in each yard, but after more than ten evil ghosts were erased, we encountered many fewer demons and ghosts later."

Ye Qingfeng nodded and said, "Yes, the first eight wings had more resentful spirits than the later one hundred wings."

"Is it abnormal?"

“Abnormal.”

Mu Zibai said: "We initially thought they fled north, but we found the northern city tower but couldn't find it, so we thought they had escaped from the city."

Ye Qingfeng also reacted and changed his color and said, "So many resentful spirits escaped from the city together, and they must be filled with black air and roaring with the cold wind."

"But the guards in the northern city tower did not see any movement. With such heavy yin energy, we would feel cold, not to mention that they are ordinary people who only have martial arts and no magic power."

Speaking of this, Mu Zibai changed his tone: "Well, even if the ghosts leave the city in a way they can't feel, where are they most likely to go?"

Ye Qingfeng said: "Of course, this forest is close to Chang'an and can counterattack at any time. Moreover, the sun is not clear here, so you can live in it."

"Then do you feel any yin energy now?"

Ye Qingfeng's face became increasingly ugly, and he shook his head: "It means that these ghosts are actually all in Chang'an City, but they are just hidden in some place we don't know."

Mu Zibai said: "Not bad."

"Let's go! Go back to Chang'an!"

Ye Qingfeng shouted: "I want to send Tiance disciples to check the cellars of every household. We must find these ghosts, otherwise we will be unable to sleep or eat."

Mu Zibai looked at Ye Qingfeng deeply: "If you can find it, everything will be fine, but if you can't find it in the cellar, guess where did these ghosts go?"

Ye Qingfeng was stunned, as if he had remembered something, his scalp suddenly became numb and his hair stood up. He said in horror: "The Palace of the Tang Dynasty."

Mu Zibai said: "So I said that the disaster is coming. If it is really in the Tang Dynasty Palace, something big will happen."

He grabbed Ye Qingfeng's shoulder and said, "We must be prepared, otherwise no one can stop the disaster from happening."

Ye Qingfeng clenched his fists and said word by word: "We go to find Master Zhong Kui. It's too big. The strength of us is not enough. We still need an ace."

"So what I want to ask is, which kind of person is this Zhong Kui Tianshi? Are you foolish and loyal?"

Mu Zibai frowned, as if thinking about something.

Ye Qingfeng said: "Zhong Kui Tianshi Yiyun Yehe, not a minister of the Tang Dynasty, so why not talk about ignorance? This time he came, it was also invited by the emperor, not summoned by the emperor."

"If you understand, just look for him." Mu Zi rolled his eyes and found that there was less confusion.

The two of them stride back to Chang'an, and Ye Qingfeng continued: "You can't be too hasty. There is another even more terrifying possibility. If we ignore this possibility, it will be a disaster that will be broken."

After Ye Qingfeng mentioned this, Mu Zibai seemed to have thought of something, his eyes became even colder, and nodded, "It will be announced tomorrow!"

Ye Qingfeng said: "Yes, if something happens to the Water and Land Dharma Assembly tomorrow, it will almost be implemented."

"Because... Buddhist disciples are actually very respected, this is why the Water and Land Dharma Assembly dares to be held in Dacien Temple."

"The monks set up temples and spread the affairs of the people. The emperor actually never opposes Buddhist affairs."

Hearing this, Mu Zibai nodded: "I understand."

Both of them felt boundless pressure and had never thought before that things would be so serious.

It was dusk now, and the remaining clouds spread west, like the sky pouring blood, covering half of the sky.

The earth was red, and the houses and towers were covered with blood, which was so beautiful that they were tragic and heavy.

Chang'an City is terriblely quiet.

When I returned to Tiance Mansion, the sky gradually became darker and there was no moon tonight.

Ye Qingfeng tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. He kept thinking about the possibility that Bai Tian and Mu Zibai guessed. The more he thought about it, the more he became more scared. This Chang'an City was actually on the edge of the cliff. A gust of wind could plunge it into an endless abyss and be doomed.

He finally sat up, opened the door and came to the yard. He felt a little better while the cool night breeze was blowing.

After breathing heavily, he lifted the Star Soul Sword, closed his eyes, and thought about the scenes when he first learned martial arts.

At that time, I was still very young, but I had already remembered it. My father taught me how to hold the sword, how to use the sword, what is stab, what is chop, what is pick, what is wiping, what is pumping, what is sweeping, what is a lot of attention inside.

He was naturally erect and interested, so he studied very seriously at that time and laid a solid foundation, so he was able to join the Tiance Mansion.

Over the years, I have indeed caused a lot of trouble, but no one can compare to me in terms of hard work in cultivation.

For what?

revenge.

I thought the revenge had been avenged, but now it seems that it is only half done.

But life should not be just about revenge. Ye Qingfeng thought so. Now he is much more mature than before. Perhaps it is caused by a disaster, or perhaps it is because of age.

He slowly waved his sword, and he always wanted to make himself sweat, so he would feel refreshed and vent.

Over the years, it has become a habit.

He repeated simple movements, all of which were the most basic swordsmanship, but he felt like he was returning to nature.

He was sure that his cultivation had improved, and the hardships he had brought him to a new level in the past few days.

But the pressure in his heart has not decreased, and he knows what he is going to face.

What is the purpose of Tiance Mansion?

Eliminate evil internally, shock the barbarians externally, quell the riots and conquer chaos, and defend the country.

Ye Qingfeng has long remembered this sentence deeply, but this time it seems to be broken.

He thought about so many things because... what he was about to do now will break the rules he had adhered to before.

He sighed, wiped the sweat from his face, opened his eyes, but saw a beautiful figure standing in the pavilion.

It was dark, and she could only see her general body outline, with graceful curves and a gentle beauty.

"Junior Sister Frost Moon, I woke you up."

Ye Qingfeng smiled apologetically and walked slowly over.

Ling Shuangyue shook her head and smiled softly: "I can't sleep at first. Seeing you practicing swordsmanship, I'll come out and take a look and drink water."

Ye Qingfeng took a few sips and wiped them with his sleeve a few times: "It's already late at night."

Ling Shuangyue nodded, looked at the sky, and said, "It's good if there is no moon."

"Junior Sister Frost Moon, don't you like the moon very much?"

Ling Shuangyue shook her head: "The moon is there. What can it determine whether you like it or not? In fact, it is not a question of not liking it. I just think it is not as beautiful as people imagine."

"In my opinion, the moon is not as beautiful as the sun. The moon is too quiet and too cold, while the sun is warm, hot and full of power."

Listening to these words, Ye Qingfeng couldn't help laughing: "These words are too profound. I can't understand what the meaning is. I only know that there is a moon, which is better than the dark one."

Ling Shuangyue also laughed: "Senior Brother Ye, is something wrong? I feel that your mood is not normal for Brother Mu."

Ye Qingfeng nodded: "It's true that something happened. I went to the north of the city in the afternoon and found that the ghosts had not left the city at all. There were only two possibilities left."

Ling Shuangyue sighed: "I guessed that you went to the north of the city to understand this matter. The remaining two possibilities are obviously more serious and the possibility is greater."

Ye Qingfeng smiled bitterly: "You can't hide anything from Junior Sister Shuangyue."

Ling Shuangyue said: "Stop praising it, it's not a very complicated thing, but I'm just worried about... the worst possibility."

Ye Qingfeng's face suddenly became solemn. After thinking for a long time, he gritted his teeth and said, "No matter what, I have to stop the situation from getting worse!"

Ling Shuangyue nodded slightly, looked at Ye Qingfeng's eyes with extremely crystal clear eyes, and whispered: "I heard that Senior Brother Ye's father is You Bingyou and Ranger, who sacrificed his life to protect the villagers."

Ye Qingfeng didn't expect Ling Shuangyue to mention this suddenly and forced a smile.

"It's all the past, but my father is a knight. There is really nothing to say about it. I've always been proud of it."

Ling Shuangyue suddenly said, "So Senior Brother Ye's chivalry and courage are engraved in his bones."

Ye Qingfeng was stunned, stared at Ling Shuangyue blankly, and suddenly remembered a sentence deep in his memory.

"Feng'er, the person who draws the sword from the weak is a coward, the person who draws the sword from the strong is a warrior; the person who protects the strong is a lackey, and the person who protects the weak is a hero."

This is what my father once said, and I don’t know how long it took to remember it. Now that Ling Shuangyue mentioned it, Ye Qingfeng suddenly remembered it.

He chewed this sentence carefully, finally raised his head, smiled and said, "Thank you, Junior Sister Frost Moon."

Ye Qingfeng felt a special warmth. He was really curious about why Ling Shuangyue could always penetrate into his heart with the most ordinary words.

She saw her pressure, but comforted herself in a way that was loud and faint, but she was so accurate and effective.

Ye Qingfeng knew that Ling Shuangyue was smarter than what everyone saw and imagined. Perhaps it could not be described as cleverness. This is a kind of wisdom, which belongs to Ling Shuangyue's wisdom.

Invisibly, he found the answer to this matter and felt a lot of relief, so he said thank you from the bottom of his heart.

"Senior Brother Ye, you have a very high understanding. It's not that I deliberately comfort you, but that you are discovering something and solving it."

Ling Shuangyue smiled slightly, her hair was swaying gently, and her words were like the spring breeze blowing, invading every corner of the night.
Chapter completed!