That night, everyone in the capital of the Song Dynasty was alarmed.
Just now, the two rainbows in the sky only attracted the attention of the monks, but after that, dozens of clear and crisp blowing sounds spread in the air, waking up everyone in the capital.
Countless people got up, opened their windows, and looked at the two strips of light that were slowly dissipating in the night sky, wondering what was happening.
In this night when countless people have insomnia, Lin Shan on the street is facing a life and death decision, how to turn defeat into victory, or escape.
The golden stream of light in the sky stopped steadily in mid-air. Looking at the small green dots on the ground, the old man in the foundation-building stage of the royal family sneered again and again. Just when he was about to continue taking action, he suddenly saw the defensive magic weapon offered by Lin Shan in front of him. He vaguely felt that it looked familiar?
Taking a closer look, some fragments from more than a hundred years ago flashed through my mind, and I couldn't help but exclaimed: "Yun Bronze Breast Guard!"
"What's your relationship with Zuo Zhenren?"
Lin Shan was shocked when he suddenly heard this exclamation. Does this old man in the foundation-building stage of the royal family know this magical weapon?
Then he reacted immediately.
That's right! When Zuo Zhenren gave him this magic weapon, Mr. Zhang, the appraiser, could recognize it at a glance. It seemed to be the famous magic weapon that Zuo Zhenren had made before he became a golden elixir.
Everyone seems to know the older generation who often go to Yichuanfang City.
Thinking of this, Lin Shan suddenly realized that he seemed to be able to use this to raise the banner, and maybe it would have miraculous effects.
At this time, on the surrounding houses in the distance, individual cultivators followed in groups, looking at the situation here from a distance.
It was obvious that he was curious about which monk who had no eyesight dared to anger the seniors in the foundation building stage of the royal family. At the same time, he planned to wait until the battle was over to show his face and establish friendship with the foundation building members of the royal family.
After all, everyone usually makes offerings to the major palaces or forces in the capital, so it is right to have a better relationship with the seniors of the royal family. A rough count of these people, there are thirty or forty immortal cultivators.
Lin Shan's mind was spinning rapidly in an instant, and he responded immediately. At the same time, he used his spiritual power to amplify his voice so far that most of the people in the capital could hear it in the silent night.
"Lin Shan, under the sect of Elder Zuo Zhenren of the Jindan period of Xiayichuan House of Internal Affairs, met the seniors of the foundation-building period of the royal family!"
The loud sound spread under the night sky for a long time and echoed continuously.
After countless mortals in the capital heard this, they all wondered in their hearts which force Yi Chuan was? Zhenren Zuo? The foundation-building period of the royal family? What do you mean by this?
However, although some leaders of big forces, princes, nobles, etc. did not know the inside story, Xiuxianfang City Yichuan still heard a little bit about it, and everyone was shocked in their hearts and could not control themselves.
The immortal cultivators who were watching the battle in the distance were even more shocked. The elder of Yichuan Internal Affairs Bureau! The disciple of Jindan Qizhenzuo! The person the ancestor of the royal family is chasing has such an identity?
The old man in the foundation-building stage of the royal family in the sky was dumbfounded when he was shouted at by such a loud voice. After he saw the cloud bronze breast mirror, he felt that Lin Shan might have something to do with Zuo Zhenren.
But if it's relevant, it's relevant. Why are you shouting so loudly? What do you mean by letting the whole capital hear it?
As for several meanings, everyone present knew it clearly.
Before Lin Shan revealed his identity, the old man in the foundation-building stage of the royal family killed him. No one knew who he was killing, so he naturally had no scruples.
But now everyone knows that if he kills him again, he must carefully consider the consequences. Because no one can guarantee whether there will be opportunistic casual cultivators going to Yichuan to report to Zuo Zhenren.
When the golden elixir stage master becomes furious, even if he is a royal foundation-building stage monk, he will not be able to escape punishment!
After all, the royal family of the Song Dynasty was just a puppet to be supported. As long as the bloodline was still there, no major sect was willing to go out of its way to cause trouble for a few royal monks.
The atmosphere gradually became more solemn, and it seemed as if a violent storm was about to come throughout the capital. The casual cultivators and worshipers who were watching around were all trembling with fear, cursing in their hearts that they had nothing to do with joining in the fun.
Who knows how this guy below pissed off the Royal Foundation Establishment and was caught and hunted. If the senior Royal Foundation Establishment in front of me insists on killing him, then in order to block the news, those of us who are insiders will also be silenced.
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Lin Shan stared at the sky solemnly. As soon as the opponent made a move, he would directly strengthen the talisman or magic weapon according to the drill plan in his mind.
Regardless of success or failure, if you give this a try, you will never sit back and die!
The old man in the foundation-building stage of the royal family in the sky stepped on the golden flying sword. He was riding a tiger and couldn't get off for a while, and his face was uncertain.
Now this guy killed Princess Dayan whom he bought at a huge price. To be honest, this matter is not impossible to expose.
But the problem is that the eyes of countless people in the capital are watching.
If Master Jindan Qizuo were standing in front of him and he gave in, everyone would think it was natural and there was nothing wrong with him.
But in front of me, he was just a young boy in the Qi training period. One moment he was chasing him, and the next moment he immediately revealed his identity, and he allowed him to run wild on his own territory without daring to act rashly. The dignity of the Song Dynasty royal family would be completely ruined!
It was not that he had not doubted the authenticity of what this boy said, but with the "Cloud Bronze Breast Mirror" placed in front of him, even if he was not a disciple of Zuo Zhenren, it probably had something to do with Zuo Zhenren.
The scene was eerily quiet, no one dared to speak at this time, and it was a strange stalemate.
Everyone is waiting for the choice of the old man in the foundation-building period of the heavenly royal family.
To kill or not to kill?
The casual cultivators around are all vaguely prepared to escape. If the royal family builds the foundation, they will definitely be liquidated as witnesses. One by one, they will be able to escape.
What I hope now is that the kid below is not too big of a trap, and there is still a chance to recover.
Lin Shan secretly curled his lips inwardly. I guess the old man above me is still in the dark about what I really did. When Prince Qi Jinyi dies in middle age, and those weird big eyes appear, I'm afraid...
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Just when the atmosphere was tense, deep in the imperial palace in the capital, a sudden momentum shot up into the sky, and a purple stream of light flew slowly to the middle of the field in the expectant eyes of everyone.
The stream of light stopped, and two people stood one behind the other on a purple thundercloud.
In front of him was a middle-aged man in purple robe, with a hairpin on his head and a jade belt around his waist, exuding the spiritual pressure of the foundation building stage. Behind him was a young man in white robe, but he was only in the late stage of Qi training stage.
All the casual cultivators breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the middle-aged man in purple robe. The old man in the foundation-building stage of the royal family could not silence everyone now.
The visitor has a great name, his Taoist name is Lei Yunzi, he is the direct descendant of the Zixiao Sect among the three major immortal sects in the Song Dynasty, and he is dedicated to representing the great sect in the palace. Let’s not talk about whether the royal family has the courage to silence them, and they may not be able to defeat them just by beating them.
people.
After all, there were many sects of cultivating immortals in the Song Dynasty, but the one who could become the leader was that each of the three top sects had their magical powers and were passed down through dozens of lines.
Each lineage has monks in the foundation building stage and even the golden elixir stage, and it is even said that there is the Nascent Soul Lord, who is so arrogant that the divine dragon never sees its head or tail.
The Song Dynasty was a dynasty that was supported in the mortal world, which was equivalent to a guard dog raised by others. If it dared to anger the people of the three sects, it would naturally not get any good results.
At this time, the old man in the foundation-building period of the royal family saw the middle-aged man in purple robe and had to say hello: "Fellow Taoist Lei Yunzi."
Lei Yunzi nodded casually, somewhat condescendingly, looked around leisurely, and asked casually:
"What happened, fellow Taoist, want to go to war in such a big way?"
The old man in the foundation-building period of the royal family saw that Lei Yunzi was too lazy to return the favor and had an arrogant attitude. However, he felt that the edges had been smoothed away long ago. He just responded with a slightly apologetic smile: "It's just a junior who killed me and came back from the Yichuan auction.
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But before he finished speaking, the young man in white robe behind Lei Yunzi suddenly interrupted. He carefully observed Lin Shan on the street below from the sky for several times, and asked vaguely uncertainly.
"Are you...Lin Shan?"
When Lin Shan heard the voice, he turned his eyes to where he came from and saw the white-robed young man who made the noise. His eyes seemed familiar, a bit like an old friend who had taken the blame for him in the Lin family in Qinghe County.
Chapter completed!