Candles as thick as a child's arm illuminated the imperial study room brightly. The dancing fireworks reflected on Emperor Wenxuan's somewhat ferocious face, making him look particularly terrifying.
"Sixth brother?"
Listening to the voice coming from Emperor Wenxuan's mouth, the Second Ancestor Xuanyuan on one side was completely stunned. Looking at Emperor Wenxuan in front of him, he once wondered if he was hearing hallucinations due to his old age.
"Fellow Daoist Xuanyuan Ling, are you finally willing to show up to meet me?"
Xie Heng put away the Bagua seal in his hand, looked at Emperor Wenxuan under the candlelight, and just smiled lightly, as if he had already anticipated the current situation.
Emperor Wenxuan or Xuanyuan Ling ignored the surprised Xuanyuan Second Ancestor. He looked at Xie Heng with a pair of scarlet eyes, and his clear voice echoed in the imperial study.
"Haha, Mr. Xie, it was more than a year ago when we said goodbye to Shushan."
Emperor Wenxuan walked to his imperial desk, sat down leisurely, took a sip of tea, looked at Xie Heng, and smiled lightly.
"I didn't expect that when I met my husband again, it would be like this. Things are so unpredictable. I wonder how your husband found out?"
Looking at everything in front of him, the Second Ancestor Xuanyuan chose to be silent. He walked aside quietly and drank the tea in his hand. It seemed that everything in the study had nothing to do with him and he was just watching with cold eyes.
"Yes, things are unpredictable. When I met Mr. Xuanyuan Ling that day, he still looked like a handsome man with a beard. I didn't expect that when we meet again, Mr. Ling would already look so honorable. Xie was really amazed."
"As for how it was discovered?"
Saying that, Xie Heng glanced at Xuanyuan Ling on the throne and continued.
"Hey, to be honest with Mr. Ling, the moment your brother put away the luck of the imperial city, Xie saw that Emperor Wenxuan's luck was mixed with a trace of black energy, which was the same as Xuanyuan Yu's black energy.
source."
"At that moment, Xie guessed that Mr. Ling must have used some secret method to use part of his soul to suppress the soul of Emperor Wenxuan with the help of his blood relationship."
It seemed that he didn't hear the sarcasm in Xie Heng's words at all. After Xie Heng said what he had leaked, Xuanyuan Ling put his hands on his hands and smiled.
Pa~pa~pa~
"Haha, Mr. Xie is worthy of being a master disciple of Kunlun. He really has a keen eye. I boast that I have no flaws, but I don't think so, but my husband said it to me. I admire you."
"It's just that, sir, he can be considered an accomplished person in spiritual practice, but he still cares about his external appearance."
"As everyone knows, cultivation is to go against nature. As long as the Tao practice improves, even if you give up this outer skin, there is no problem."
"Hehe, going against the will of heaven?"
"The result of Mr. Ling's going against the will of heaven seems to be unsatisfactory. This cultivation practice has not improved much, and it is not much different from when we first met him."
The two of them were like two old friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time in the royal study, chatting freely. Although their words were sharp, they attacked people's vital points at every turn without mercy.
The Tao Yun Qi emanating from the two people was constantly colliding in this small royal study, stirring the energy in the room like chaos. It can be seen that this invisible fight was also thrilling.
With a wave of his hand, he dispersed the chaotic Yuan Qi around him and placed a Yuan Qi barrier around the study, so that all movements in the study were controlled within the Royal Study.
After doing all this, Second Ancestor Xuanyuan calmly sipped the tea again, admiring the good show in front of him, with strange colors in his eyes.
After a long time, the chaotic energy of heaven and earth in the Imperial Study Room calmed down again.
Xuanyuan Ling, who was sitting behind the imperial desk, finally lost his patience when he looked at Xie Heng who looked calm and indifferent from beginning to end.
"Mr. Xie, what do you want? Tell me."
Hearing this, the corner of Xie Heng's mouth curled up, and even the Second Ancestor Xuanyuan on the other side also sighed in his heart.
"Hey, it's a pity that my sixth brother's state of mind skills are still not as good as this little kid from Kunlun."
When he thought of this, he shook his head slightly and continued to taste the tea in his hand. But his ears had already been perked up, and his whole body was on guard. He just didn't know who he was guarding against.
"Mr. Ling, Xie's request is very simple."
"Hand over Shu Cang's Tuoyue Blade and Yuan Soul. As for the rest, Xie promises not to interfere in the slightest. How about that?"
Xie Heng's calm and indifferent voice sounded, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.
However, Xie Heng's wish was destined to fail.
"Hahaha, Mr. Xie, I don't know what you are talking about?"
Xuanyuan Ling looked at Xie Heng's indifferent expression and laughed.
"I have indeed seen the Rat Cang, but I once sealed it in the Shu Mountain in Western Shu. At that time, I also deliberately left a spiritual mark."
Glancing at Xie Heng, Xuanyuan Ling said calmly.
"Could it be that Mr. Xie is very forgetful now?"
Ignoring Xuanyuan Ling's sarcasm, Xie Heng put down the teacup in his hand and looked into Xuanyuan Ling's eyes.
"Xie asked me again, will you give me the soul that holds the Moon Blade and Shu Cang?"
"Huh, I'll tell you again, I don't have any of the things you mentioned."
Xuanyuan Ling's voice also turned cold.
Second Ancestor Xuanyuan's eyes also fell on Xie Heng.
For a time, the three people's qi movements were restrained by each other at this moment.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the royal study suddenly solidified, and it was filled with the smell of gunpowder. It seemed that it only needed a few sparks to completely explode.
Feeling the Qi restraint of Second Ancestor Xuanyuan, Xie Heng glanced at Second Ancestor Xuanyuan from the corner of his eye and ignored it.
crackle~
The wick of the candle made a soft sound from time to time, adding a bit of color to the dull atmosphere.
Suddenly, a mysterious light went straight to the center of Xuanyuan Ling's eyebrows, seeming to peel off the Xuanyuan Ling hidden in Emperor Wenxuan's body.
The moment Xie Heng's mysterious light approached Emperor Wenxuan's eyebrows, the body-protecting golden light transformed by human luck suddenly appeared in front of Emperor Wenxuan, blocking Xie Heng's mysterious light and preventing him from making any progress.
The moment Xie Heng made a move, Second Ancestor Xuanyuan had already swung a sword light towards Xie Heng, heading straight for Xie Heng's back.
At the same time, a white jade ring suddenly appeared on Xie Heng's back, blocking the sharp sword light of the Second Ancestor Xuanyuan.
Seeing Second Ancestor Xuanyuan taking the initiative to attack Xie Heng, Xuanyuan Ling revealed a wicked smile on his lips and said calmly:
“Mr.
Xuanyuan Ling's voice got louder and louder, and finally, it passed through the Yuan Qi barrier and reverberated throughout the entire Daming Palace.
Xuanyuan Ling's voice aroused the attention of everyone in the imperial city.
All of a sudden, the Imperial Guards were all heading towards the Imperial Study Room, and in the blink of an eye, they had already surrounded the Imperial Study Room tightly.
"Hahaha, you alone are worthy of representing the entire human race?"
Xie Heng's disdainful voice echoed throughout the imperial city and reached the ears of everyone in the palace.
"Is this the voice of the god this afternoon?"
"What's going on? Didn't your Majesty invite you to the imperial study?"
In the palace city, there were rustling discussions everywhere.
People with a little bit of status even headed towards the imperial study room, wanting to find out what was going on.
In the imperial study room, the situation is tense, and a slight mistake will trigger another war.
"Fellow Taoist, stop it."
"If the three of us fight in this imperial city, I'm afraid it won't be of any benefit to our fellow Taoists."
Second Ancestor Xuanyuan, who looked like a good old man, finally spoke.
However, Second Patriarch Xuanyuan's words were more of a threat than a persuasion. This made Xie Heng very unhappy.
Xie Heng looked at the triumphant Xuanyuan Ling behind the imperial case, and felt the faint killing intent of the sword energy behind him. A trace of helplessness flashed through his heart, and in his heart, the desire to improve his cultivation level once again arose.
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After a long time, Xie Heng put away the Qiankun Ruyi Bracelet, glanced at Xuanyuan Ling and the Second Xuanyuan Ancestor lightly, and said calmly.
"Two fellow Taoists, we will meet again later."
After that, he flicked his sleeves and stepped out of the imperial study. After glancing around at the guards who were on guard, he rose into the sky and fled out of the palace.
Looking at Xie Heng's leaving figure, Second Ancestor Xuanyuan glanced at Xuanyuan Ling standing on the throne. He no longer had the calmness and calmness of the past. He just left a cold sentence:
"Sixth brother, please go to the Ancestral Temple with your second brother."
After saying that, Second Ancestor Xuanyuan walked slowly towards the depths of the imperial city.