At this moment, Xinghun and Yueshen were preparing to meet with King Qin, along with several secret shadow guards.
For some reason, Ying Zheng, who has always been diligent in his work, actually found time to summon two country-protecting mage from Yin Yang family today.
And the person who went to deliver the order was the Shadow Guard.
Star Soul turned his head and glanced at Moon God, who remained expressionless and walked forward with an upright posture, as if he didn't feel Star Soul's gaze.
Luna is like a robot, with no emotion at all, and naturally no expression. It is difficult to get any information from her face, but Xinghun speculates that the other party will not know more than him.
Not long after, the two followed the Shadow Guard to a palace.
Luna's face remained expressionless, and the gauze covering her eyes in front of her eyes gave her an unfathomable meaning. Her courage, as if the mountain was collapsing, without changing her expression, made her as if she were a celestial being.
The corners of Xinghun's mouth were slightly curved. Although he was making an expression similar to "laughing", there was no smile at all. At a glance, the boy-like figure could make people shudder.
Xinghun recognized it at a glance, this was the palace of King Qin.
What is the purpose of King Qin in calling us two here to have an audience?
Xinghun would not think that Yingzheng was idle and had nothing to do, so he summoned him and Yueshen to chat about household matters. People in high positions hold supreme authority and are surrounded by the wealth and wealth of millions of people.
, naturally it must be infinitely profound.
What happened to the Yin Yang family recently?
The biggest thing is that
It was a piece of jade-carved balustrades, with various buildings on different terrains, and they were vying with each other. The secret guard guarding the gate skillfully opened the gate for the two of them.
After the two of them entered side by side, they closed the door again.
The few secret guards who led the two people here were guarding outside the door together with others, guarding the main hall so airtight that not even a fly could fly out.
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Together somewhere in Xianyang.
Tingwei Li Si's residence.
In Li Si's study.
Volumes of letters are neatly placed on rows of bookshelves.
In front of a plan, Li Si sat in front of the case, with a roll of documents spread out on the table. He was writing in one hand, but he could not finish writing for a long time.
He didn't start writing until the ink on the tip of his pen was almost dry. He stared at the bamboo slips on the table for a long time, as if he wanted to see the flowers on the bamboo slips.
Until a servant came in, knelt down on one knee, and wanted to report to Li Si.
"What's the matter?" Li Si was deep in thought. He was startled by the sudden entry of his subordinates, and his thoughts were disrupted. Although he was subconsciously unhappy, he still maintained his composure and asked.
"Sir, Mr. Zhao Gao, the commander of CRRC, is here." The servant reported truthfully.
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Songhai.
There is an inn.
In a private room, Wan Zhang is sitting on the main seat, with Tian Yan and Xun Qing on his left and right.
The private room is not luxurious, it is just an ordinary room, quite satisfactory, but very clean.
The table for three people all had some ordinary dishes. Although the dishes were ordinary, they were all delicious and delicious, which shows the chef's superb skills.
"Two senior brothers, please." Tian Yan raised his glass and said to the two of them.
"Junior Brother Wei Yan, please." Wan Zhang also raised his glass. In fact, he had some guesses about Tian Yan's true identity, including his relationship with the farmer, but... he was old and his end was approaching.
I'm an old man and can't take care of that much anymore.
Sometimes taking too much care can be a disaster rather than a blessing.
Be a little confused and leave the clear things to Fu Nian and the others. All the ties of cause and effect have been left behind. Between hundreds of schools of thought, among temples and rivers and lakes, whether the future will prosper or decline depends on God's will.
No matter how strong the manpower is, it will eventually be exhausted. His master is like this, his ancestors are like this, and so are countless sages from hundreds of schools of thought.
Today, there are countless geniuses, in the temples, the King of Qin holds the sword, the military strategists attack the enemy, the legalists issue orders, in the rivers and lakes, ghost valleys are everywhere, the magic of yin and yang is perfect, and the nets are used to kill people, they are all just heroes for a moment.
No one can escape the word time.
"Junior Brother Wei Yan, please." Xun Qing also raised his hand and raised his glass to Tian Yan.
Compared with Wan Zhang, he lived a lot longer, and in this life, he wrote many books, had disciples walking around the world, and made many achievements.
That's enough.
Although there were only three people at the banquet, and it was not too lively, for Tian Yan, the kind of peace and joy it brought was difficult to describe on paper.
In the lobby, the chef found a table and sat down, staring in the direction of the private room, with a somewhat thoughtful look on his rough face.
He didn't dare to go near the room where the three of them were. All three of them were extremely skilled. He was afraid that even his Mozi would not be able to make trouble under the noses of the three of them, let alone him.
But... although the Confucian and Mohist families have been feuding for a long time, these "Confucian knights" from the Confucian family have recently done a lot of things to make the Mohist family relieve their anger, such as various beatings and snares.
They, the senior officials of the Mohist family, remember the story of how many killers of the emperor's rank were trapped in the past to assassinate their Mohist giant.
After some time, people dispersed in the wine market.
Wan Zhang was the leader, Tian Yan and Xun Qing were by the side, and the three of them returned together.
When he was about to arrive at the Little Saint's Village, Tian Yan used Qing Kung Fu, his figure flickered, and his shadow disappeared almost instantly, like a ghost.
"Alas." Xun Qing sighed involuntarily, his expression gradually becoming serious.
He could understand Junior Brother Wei Yan's caution, but seeing his Junior Brother being so cautious in front of his house made him feel uncomfortable for a moment.
Zhang Liang's family has been in the Han Dynasty for five generations. Didn't their Xiaoshengxian Village still protect him?
But when he thought about the time when the Snare Killer came to his door, he still didn't say anything. He just regretted that he hadn't been more careful. If he hadn't been hit by the Corpse God Curse Gu, he would have had to remove something from Zhi Sun and Xinghun.
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Do you really think that we scholars have no temper?!
Wan Zhang on the side was opposite to him, smiling, looking at the direction Tian Yan was leaving, stroking his gray beard with one hand, and nodded.
"Senior brother, you?" Xun Qing looked at Wan Zhang with some confusion. Although there were occasional differences between the two, he really couldn't understand the senior brother's behavior at this moment.
"I haven't seen you for a long time. Junior brother Wei Yan has made great progress in his skills. If Luo Sheng and the Yin Yang family come again, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to escape from "him"." Wan Zhang smiled and still looked in that direction.
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Xun Qing, the great sage known as Xunzi was stunned when he heard this.
"Yes, junior brother, this skill is indeed becoming more and more powerful. I really don't know how junior brother practices. It is not an exaggeration to say that this progress is a thousand miles per day." Xun Qing then remembered, and after thinking for a moment, he said.
Is this genius?
"It's just a pity..." Just when Xunqing was happy and excited about the progress of "Junior Brother Wei Yan", he heard Wan Zhang lament again.