This great commander was originally an orphan, but accidentally entered the palace to purify his body. Because of his special constitution, he was born with the ability to practice. The late emperor thought he was a seedling, so he took him with him to train him, which was regarded as his own training.
All the emperors of the Tang Dynasty practiced spiritual practice, but they all died young and short-lived.
Many of them who were in the later stages of Jindan cultivation eventually fell into cultivation.
Only by becoming a transformed infant can one live longer, but not for long.
For example, some transformed infants can live for thousands of years, but the Tang Emperor only had a lifespan of two to three hundred years.
No one knows why.
In order to stabilize the imperial power, successive Tang emperors would cultivate their own cronies, a group of powerful and mysterious practitioners.
The Immortal Killing Guard also came into being.
However, the predecessor was not called Immortal Killing Guard, because this name was too exaggerated and would cause resentment among the cultivation sects.
It was not until the Tang Emperor was forced into the palace three years ago and became a great treasure that he changed his name to Immortal Killing Guard. From then on, the supervision of the sects in the world became more and more strict.
Jian Wushuang carefully considered the information he had obtained.
The great commander was a powerful official of the former emperor. Later, when the power changed, he became a close official of the new emperor. He was very powerful. Although he was a fake infant monk, he had been attacked by a foreign king three years ago. At that time, he was one against three.
He was able to protect his majesty and successfully break out of the siege, and later helped the current emperor of Tang Dynasty regain his treasure.
Such merit and strength.
Jian Wushuang couldn't help but become serious.
"Walk!"
The current situation is to go first.
Because of Jiang Shang, he already suspected that he was being targeted by the Tang Emperor.
It's just that he was a little curious as to why Emperor Tang didn't let the Immortal Killing Guards capture them, but a group of Demon Cult monks instead!
There is also a reminder from Baoguang Temple.
"Last question, how much do you know about the Jiang Kingdom in the South Heaven Realm?"
Jian Wushuang couldn't help but ask this question.
This also moved Jiang Shang behind him, who was also a little curious.
How could the smart Jiang Shang be unaware of the current situation? As soon as he entered Tai'an City, he was reminded by Master Fengjue of Baoguang Temple to leave Tai'an City, and was subsequently assassinated by the Demon Cult. This must have an indescribable relationship with her life experience.
Moreover, she had an indescribable feeling about Baoguang Temple. These things made her suspect that Jiang Guo or her mother might be inextricably linked to the Tang Dynasty.
After all, my mother came from the Tang Dynasty, and she was not an ordinary person in the Tang Dynasty. She was probably related to the royal family.
The dull Golden Snake Guard was stunned for a moment, and then said slowly: "You know, I was ordered to go to Jiang Country to find a female fairy, her name is Jiang Shang!"
"Jiang Shang?" Jian Wushuang couldn't believe it, and then said excitedly: "What happened next?"
"Not found!"
Jiang Shang, Jiang Shang?
Jian Wushuang gasped and looked back at Jiang Shang, and two figures suddenly appeared in his mind.
One is Jiang Shang and the other is Jiang Shang.
He had been mistaken all along. Jiang Shang was not the Jiang Shang he once knew, but was probably her mother.
It is normal for the two of them to look exactly the same, and the totems on their bodies can also be inherited by blood.
Thinking of this, Jian Wushuang's aura reversed.
Jiang Shang was a little at a loss when he saw the strange look in his eyes.
"Why are you looking for Jiang Shang? How much do you know about Jiang Shang?" Jian Wushuang asked two more questions in succession.
Xiang Yang next to him was a little confused. He didn't understand this, so he wondered: "Is this Jiang Shang confused with Jiang Shang?"
"Shut up!" Jian Wushuang turned back and glared at Xiang Yang.
Xiang Yang was so frightened that he immediately shut up and said nothing.
"I don't know!" Golden Snake Guard replied in a dull tone.
Hearing this, Jian Wushuang closed his eyes slightly. When he opened his eyes again, his figure flashed suddenly and he ran straight to the backyard of the princess's mansion. He raised his hand and grabbed another Golden Snake Guard.
He directly controlled the other party with his mind power and asked the question again.
Unfortunately, I still don’t know the answer.
Jian Wushuang had no choice but to place the two of them in the dark secret passage.
At this time Jiang Shang couldn't help but said: "Senior, do you know my mother?"
"Her name is Jiang Shang, right?"
Jiang Shang nodded apologetically when she heard this, because she had not told Jian Wushuang.
Because her mother's secret is more important in her heart, and she has never mentioned it even to those closest to her.
Jian Wushuang didn't blame him. After all, it was someone else's private matter. He just asked out of curiosity: "Why do you have the same surname as your mother?"
"I don't know, maybe it's a coincidence!" Jiang Shang shook his head.
This is just a curious question. Jian Wushuang is more concerned about where Jiang Shang is?
Will the other party know her?
Or do you know what is going on in this world?
He is becoming more and more curious about this place now.
Maybe this time he didn't come in vain, maybe it was his chance to escape the divine tribulation, but now he is stuck in the lower realm. He can't be anxious and has to explore slowly.
At this moment, my mentality has naturally undergone some changes. I came from a mortal and returned to a mortal. Using this as a starting point, I sprinted for the divine calamity.
What he has to do now is to sprint to the original state, that is, to restore his full strength, and then go through the divine tribulation.
"I hope so!"
Jian Wushuang muttered silently in his heart.
The rainy night continues.
There are only sporadic lights in the Princess Mansion. As for the place where Jian Wushuang is hiding, it is an abandoned garden. Few people come during the day, let alone at night, and the servants of the Princess Mansion are spreading rumors that this garden has been haunted recently.
I often hear someone crying, and it's a male ghost. The crying is so miserable.
And today is no exception.
"Huh?" Jian Wushuang frowned, and his figure emerged from the rockery like a ghost.
It wasn't that he heard the cry, but he entered the back garden leisurely and quietly.
He was dressed in white, with a rich face, but there was sadness in his eyebrows.
Jian Wushuang recognized the other party's identity and was surprised in his heart: "Is it him?"
The person with the highest telepathy and luck in the entire princess's residence.
Apart from that, there is the princess. Luck can suppress the princess of the royal family. Needless to say, this person is also the prince-in-law.
I just didn't expect that this prince-in-law would come to this remote back garden in the middle of the night.
Jian Wushuang is not worried that the other party will enter the secret passage inside the rockery. He is not that unlucky. The secret passage has been abandoned for a long time. The consort may not even know the secret passage behind the rockery.
Sure enough, the other party just walked under a peach tree, held a lantern and rummaged around at the roots of the tree for a while, as if he was looking for something, but unfortunately he couldn't find it. He uneasily rummaged through the other peach trees, still breaking them in his mouth.
He was muttering something.
It's just that it's far away and others can't hear it at all.
But Jian Wushuang's powerful telepathy clearly captured the other party's voice.
"It's impossible. Chai Jiu said he would check it for me!"
The prince-in-law muttered to himself as he held up a lantern to look for it. In a hurry, he used both hands to pick up the black soil. His thin and tender hands were covered with blood. After a while, he saw blood.