This was the house given by the former emperor, and the servants and servants inside were arranged by the court. Three years ago, he left and sent off a group of people, so there are only four or five servants responsible for cleaning in the mansion.

However, he did not think that this temporary home was still a solid piece of cake. He believed that during his time of bathing, the people in the whole capital might have received the news, well, including those in the palace.

He changed into dry clothes, held a tray and went to the pavilion in the back garden. There were few people in the mansion and they were told not to be approached, so on this moonlit night, there were only insects and winds around, which seemed particularly quiet.

He slowly placed the tea set in the tray on the table, filled the two tea cups, and then sat upright and waited quietly.

Not long after, a black shadow flew into the pavilion. Without saying hello, he picked up the teacup on the table and drank it.

The fate is not surprising at all, and I look at it with a smile.

"I heard you had a fight with Eunuch Yin?" The black shadow sat opposite him with tea, and under the bright moonlight, revealing a strong face with short beards.

Yuan Xing was slightly stunned when he heard this: "Senior Brother Third has been idle for a long time, why is the news so well-informed?"

The visitor was the third senior brother Ning Mu. He replied, "After all, I have been in the Guard Mansion for twenty years, so why don't I keep secret?" At this point, he used the moonlight to look at the monk opposite him carefully, frowned slightly: "Yin Zheng has a great courage, and he will not provoke you for nothing. I'm afraid the people in the palace have had some thoughts."

Yuan Xing nodded: "I know that Eunuch Yin has given a reminder that several envoys have made some moves. If it were not the emperor, the empress dowager or the empress dowager. But they may not necessarily want the monk to die, they are just temptations. Now I am returning to the capital openly, and all the small moves will be useless."

"The emperor will never touch you at this time. But..." Ning Mu pondered: "With you, a master who disrespected the imperial power, in the capital, many people will not be able to sleep well. But if you leave the court's sight, many people will have headaches. After all, the thing you suppressed is still in the main hall square, and there are howlings that are not like humans are heard everywhere every night. No one can feel at ease. The emperor has secretly invited masters from all over the world to the capital, but there is no way to do so."

Yuan Xingzhengrong said: "Now I have a problem, and this time I will definitely solve this disaster completely."

"You, do you have a way?" Ning Mu was stunned and then turned his gaze on the other party's forehead. After a long time, he blew a "bang" and smashed the teacup and said angrily: "Even the relics abandoned, what else should I use to deal with that thing? Do you use your life? I don't know where you got the skills. After listening to the advice of my senior brother, you either go back to the temple immediately or hide it and stop appearing. Why bother to wade into this muddy water again?" On that day, he saw that the junior brother who dug out the relics was seriously ill and was so weak. Now he said there was a way, how could he feel at ease? If you do it again, wouldn't he even have his life?

After a pause, he calmed down and said, "At present, many famous masters in the world have been gathered in the palace, and even the desperate people who were wanted appeared in the city openly. Do you really think it's just to protect the safety of the palace?"

Yuanxing was silent, so why didn't he know that he had already made enemies with the royal family for whatever motives. Moreover, Mr. Bai's name is too famous and too popular. Although they deliberately did not make friends with the people in the army, they also violated the taboos of the rulers, and this matter was indeed difficult to deal with.

Ning Mu put the teacup to his mouth, but did not notice that there was no drop of water in the cup, but his movements continued for a long time, and his thoughts had already floated to the night a few years ago.

After suppressing the devil Jiang Tongfu, he donated blood on his face and a big hole was exposed on his forehead. He stood with his head held high in the swaying of the aftershock, staring at the late emperor who was already frightened and his legs were weak.

"Your Majesty, this is the truth of the Eternal Immortal Dynasty. Are you satisfied?"

Also shocked was Ning Mu, who was injured in that siege battle. At that time, his mind was full of the scene of his junior brother dug out his relics. His whole body was cold and unable to control himself, and his memory was blurred afterwards.

I only vaguely remember that the ministers were scared by Jiang Tongfu's hideous body, or were shaken by the tragic earthquake in the capital, and together they forced the late emperor to issue a self-criticism. One part is not enough, one part is necessary to offer three parts, one part is sacrificed to heaven and earth, one part is sacrificed to ghosts and gods, and one part is comforting the people of the world.

Thinking about it now, the current Empress Dowager, Empress Dowager, and even His Majesty the current Emperor may have some hatred for the ministers present that day, and their toughness forced the late emperor to death.

But what they hate the most is the leader.

However, if it weren't for Yuan Xing and Bai Jingcheng based on the geometric map he had put together, with the help of the old master Tianshidao, he determined the sixteen nodes that caused the disaster, and ran around the country and forcibly destroyed the mysterious crystal on the altar, Da Yong might still be in turmoil. No, if disasters were still frequent, Da Yong might have been everywhere at this time.

He did not believe in the royal family, including the nobles in the court, and did not know about this matter. But now? I heard that the royal family had destroyed classics everywhere in the world and even burned daily life notes. This is a situation of not admitting it to death.

Thankless, how could he not feel wronged for his junior brother?

"No, I will never help you this time..." Recalling this, Ning Muteng stood up, slapped the stone table with his palm, lowered his head and shouted loudly: "You must not participate in this matter anymore, because you used your own relics to suppress the devil. Now someone is discussing looking for Taoist golden elixir, so why not wait any longer."

"That's useless." Yuan Xing shook his head helplessly. His relics were a real Buddha treasure. Where can I find this type of treasure in this world? He thought about it and said, "I have some confidence this time and will succeed. Senior brother, even if you don't help me this time, I will do it."

"You...you are a practitioner, really think your body is a skin. Do you abandon it if you say it?" Ning Mu still raised his eyebrows and scolded him sternly: "You resigned from office after you have been sick and secretly left Beijing for nearly three years. Didn't there be any accidents? You are the master of the world, but you don't know that others can't do it? Monk Yuanxing, don't underestimate the people of the world. You are much more capable than you."

"This demon species is not simple. If he is allowed to escape, hundreds of millions of demons and monsters will appear in the world. Senior brother, do you want to watch your descendants live in a world where demons are raging? At that time, this world will definitely become a purgatory. The so-called "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? If one person can save the world, who should be sacrificed? What's more..." Yuan Xing suddenly laughed: "I have supernatural powers. Once things are done, who can escape immediately. Who can do anything to me?"

"Compassion." Ning Mu sighed, then seemed to have suddenly lost strength, holding the table with both hands, and said dryly: "Can you guarantee that you can suppress the demon seed? If you fail too, wouldn't it be useless?"

"It can't be completely eliminated, it's better to suppress it for hundreds of years." Yuan Xing's eyes flashed, but it disappeared in an instant. He lowered his head slightly, his voice lowered, and he still smiled: "I didn't make a decision for Dayong. But for the future, things will be very different in a few hundred years. This is the history that should exist."

Ning Mu did not hear what he said clearly, and just stared at his junior brother blankly, suddenly remembering the words of his master when he secretly returned to Tianchan Temple before the New Year.
Chapter completed!