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Chapter 889

Li Chunfeng rectified Bai Song's name and entered Kyoto with Bai Song.

At this moment, everyone in Kyoto is searching for Bai Song and the second prince. Coupled with the emperor's death, the whole scene is in chaos.

After Li Chunfeng came out of the mountain, he was not in a hurry to see the royal family or speak in front of many people. Instead, he took Bai Song directly to the Donghuang Pavilion.

Bai Song felt that this was a bit risky. After all, Donghuang Pavilion was very hostile to him. Who knew what would happen next?

Li Chunfeng had no confidence that he could at least guarantee Bai Song's safety.

Hearing that Li Chunfeng was so confident, Bai Song no longer tried to shirk the blame. In fact, he had always wanted to meet the people from Donghuang Pavilion to see what was going on behind this organization with a transcendent status in Japan.

Tohuangkaku is located on the holy mountain in the northeast corner of Kyoto. The city of Kyoto was built on the holy mountain. The holy mountain is not high. You can see the five-story tower on the top at a glance. There are many buildings halfway up the mountain, and you can hear the sound of flowing water and waterfalls.

The entire Holy Mountain is under the control of Donghuang Pavilion. At the foot of the mountain there are guards wearing Donghuang Pavilion service, as well as civilians traveling to and from the Holy Mountain.

This temple is similar to the one in the Tang Dynasty. There are often rebellious pilgrims who come in to pray. However, there is a certain amount of entry fees for praying at the Holy Mountain.

When Bai Song and Li Chunfeng entered the mountain, they didn't attract anyone's attention. Along the way there were various things to keep safe, such as peace charms, holy water, Buddhist beads and other trinkets.

There are a lot of things, but the prices are ridiculously expensive.

Seeing some civilians spending all their belongings for these useless things, Bai Song glanced at Li Chunfeng: "Can you stand this Donghuang Pavilion?"

Bai Song knew that Li Chunfeng was a very ambitious man.

Li Chunfeng's expression remained as usual, as if all this had nothing to do with him: "Let's go, this is not the Tang Dynasty, and you and I can't deal with the injustices in the world. How many people can you help in just a few decades in your life? Looking at Bai Bai,

What I have done is a person who cares about the world, but even if I have a good intention, there will be times when people are exhausted. In order to save the world, it is better to save yourself first. Only by seeking immortality can you do what you want to do. Therefore,

Now we don't have to care about other people's lives."

Li Chunfeng was very determined, and Bai Song didn't say any more.

I thought it didn't attract anyone's attention, but I didn't expect someone to show up soon and stop Bai Song halfway up the mountain.

Those who came were Japanese warriors. I didn’t understand what they were talking about, but I felt that their eyes were full of warning.

Bai Song didn't understand. Li Chunfeng beside him was already accustomed to the local language. After a few simple words, the warriors all showed surprised expressions. Their previous vigilance turned into respect, and they led the two of them all the way into the mountain.

Perhaps knowing the arrival of the Japanese Immortal, the Donghuang Pavilion on the hillside became a little lively, with many people gathering towards the four-story tower on the top of the mountain.

On the way, anyone who recognizes Li Chunfeng will stop and say hello kindly, but after seeing Bai Song, they will show some doubts and vigilance.

The mysterious Donghuang Pavilion is losing its aura layer by layer. This transcendent organization is not as mysterious as imagined.

In Bai Song's eyes, the more ordinary this place is, the more puzzled it will be.

How did such an ordinary place become a sacred place in Japan?

When it comes to the tricks of the magicians, the Holy Lotus Sect after its disappearance is more professional than the Donghuang Pavilion.

After a quarter of an hour, we finally arrived in front of the loft on the top of the mountain.

The mountain is small, but this attic is unusually grand and majestic, with green bricks and jade tiles, carved beams and painted buildings, and the Chinese character "东皇" written in Chinese characters on the door. It is not inlaid with gold, but made of pure gold.

The door opened, and several warriors motioned for Li Chunfeng and Bai Song to enter.

Entering the attic, almost all the important people in Donghuang Pavilion have already gathered inside.

Bai Song knew that such a scene was not prepared for him, but because of Li Chunfeng's arrival.

Li Chunfeng's reputation is probably on par with Donghuang's.

Just like that, Bai Song felt more confident in his heart.

The people in the Donghuang Pavilion all wore uniform Japanese classical uniforms, with wide open sleeves and top hats. They all sat cross-legged. Together with the various murals and candlelights on all sides of the attic, they seemed a bit solemn.

Bai Song glanced around and found Jizi among these people.

This belonged to the only woman among them, and it was very eye-catching. Bai Song quickly cast a searching gaze as if to say hello.

Jizi looked at Bai Song, but her eyes were a little strange, without any emotion, light and a bit indifferent. She didn't respond to Bai Song's eyes, as if she didn't see him, and she didn't seem to recognize him.

Bai Song didn't think much about it, because a middle-aged man in black robe had already stood up. He had no expression, giving people a very strange feeling, as if he was wearing a mask and did not reveal any emotion.

Although this man's clothes were of the same style as the others, they were embroidered with gold threads, and the embroidery was of a multi-headed demonic dragon, with teeth and claws, lifelike.

Bai Song was still observing, but the figure of the other party suddenly disappeared.

Bai Song was stunned and subconsciously took a step back. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew past his face, and the man appeared next to Bai Song like a ghost.

"Daozhang Li, it's rare for you to come out of the mountain. How are you doing lately?"

The other party didn't pay attention to Bai Song at all, but talked to Li Chunfeng.

Bai Song's heart sank. At that moment, he didn't know whether it was some kind of blind trick or kung fu. Wasn't the speed too fast?

This kind of speed cannot be matched by even Sword Thirteen, and even less so by Ah Da who is good at strength.

Bai Song glanced at this man, and if he guessed correctly, he should be the legendary Emperor Dong.

Li Chunfeng said calmly: "I came here today just to resolve the dispute between Donghuang Pavilion and Pindao's old friend."

"The envoy of the Tang Dynasty actually knew Daozhang Li?"

While speaking, the other party turned his head and glanced at Bai Song.

In contrast, Bai Song felt an invisible coercion coming over him. This momentum was somewhat different from the pressure of ordinary warriors' true energy. It gave people a gloomy and claustrophobic feeling, as if he was being killed by a poisonous snake.

Keep an eye on the general.

Bai Song frowned, took a step forward, and smiled: "I guessed it right, you should be His Excellency Dong Huang, right?"

Bai Song's expectations were stable and had no impact at all. This made Donghuang slightly stunned, and then he smiled: "As expected of the Tang Dynasty envoy."

Li Chunfeng took the initiative and said: "When I entered Kyoto, I heard many people saying that the emperor was dead. I wonder if it is true?"

"Yes, the sudden death of the Emperor of Japan is really heartbreaking."

"But why are you searching for Brother Bai?"

Donghuang smiled: "The emperor has been fine while taking the elixir. It was Brother Bai who insisted on not using the elixir that caused all this. Daozhang Li, does this have something to do with him?"

"Your Excellency Donghuang, we both know in our hearts that pills are extremely poisonous, and stopping taking pills is definitely not the cause of the emperor's death. And this brother Bai is the most famous doctor in the Tang Dynasty, and he has never made a mistake.

Please look at my face and let this matter come to an end as soon as possible."


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