Chapter 648: The Storm Gate Slowly Opens

"This..." The mirror thought for a while, and for a moment couldn't even say clearly. Obviously, both sides' affairs were finished, but it seemed one couldn't say they would be strangers from now on, right?

Finally, it gave an "oh": "Are you worried that he wants to kill you to silence you?"

"It's not that simple." He Lingchuan's voice was like a mosquito, almost only the mirror could hear it. "He has laid out the plan for many years and finally used Xi Yunhe to achieve his goal. So why is Xi Yunhe still alive and not silenced by him? Obviously, killing Xi Yunhe is the best way to clear the relationship, much more effective than killing me to silence me. Heh, what can I hinder him with?"

The mirror was even more confused and asked.

But He Lingchuan only said one sentence: "Because Xi Yunhe is useful." After that, he didn't explain anymore, leaving the mirror itching with curiosity.

Xi Yunhe was still alive because this person was truly capable and could truly do things for the Frost Leaf National Teacher. To the Frost Leaf National Teacher, him being alive was more useful than him being dead.

Xi Yunhe also knew this point very well, so he wasn't worried that his leader would suddenly have evil intentions.

"Besides, there are superior, middle, and inferior strategies for aftermath; killing to silence is the worst strategy. A person like the Frost Leaf National Teacher won't easily choose the worst strategy."

The Frost Leaf National Teacher had been fighting with the Qingyang National Teacher for more than a hundred years; were they fighting for cultivation and martial arts? Of course not; they were fighting for "momentum."

Momentum is power.

Momentum is not only resources, but also many, many people who are deeply bound to your interests and willing to be used for you.

If the Frost Leaf National Teacher killed one person after using them, discarding them like a rag, that would be personally defeating his own momentum.

The inferior serving the superior, the superior benefiting the inferior, is the normal operating mode within this system.

Killing to silence? Too low-class; unless it's a last resort, who would do that? Just now, Li Qingge and Nian Zanli were trading in the Frost Leaf National Teacher's tent, and He Lingchuan thought a lot.

He had secretly cooperated with Mai Xuewen/Xi Yunhe once in Baishajue, joining forces to kill the Lingxu City inspector Zhongsun Mou.

From that time on, he had intersections with the Frost Leaf National Teacher's forces.

After arriving in Lingxu City, he made a deal with the Frost Leaf National Teacher to return Li Qingge's favor, and after this back and forth, he invisibly cooperated once more.

As the saying goes, the first time is strange, the second time is familiar.

After seeing Li Qingge walking out with high spirits just now, He Lingchuan suddenly realized that he and the Frost Leaf National Teacher were not even, but rather more entangled.

Unknowingly, he was deeply involved in the struggle between the Autumn Palace and the Qinggong.

He knew the Frost Leaf National Teacher's secret, and the Frost Leaf National Teacher also knew that he hadn't betrayed Xi Yunhe to Bai Ziqi. However, after seeing the Frost Leaf National Teacher for the first time today, He Lingchuan instead didn't worry that he would kill him to silence him.

The Frost Leaf National Teacher's look at him was kind and approving, as if saying: Young man, you did well.

Looking at how he arranged the borrowing of troops for Li Qingge, it was meticulous and thorough, making He Lingchuan feel sincerity rather than just official business.

Therefore, it can be summarized in one sentence:

The Frost Leaf National Teacher has likely regarded him as one of his own.

He hadn't talked to He Lingchuan personally, and hadn't even revealed his intention to recruit through Xi Yunhe, but the entanglement between the two sides was already deep enough. As long as He Lingchuan was still in Beijia, he would be implicitly classified into the Frost Leaf National Teacher's forces. With the terrifying status and connections the latter possessed, he didn't even need He Lingchuan to nod and admit it to confirm this relationship.

If he wanted to deny this mark, he would have to betray or rebel against the Frost Leaf National Teacher by intense means.

He Lingchuan believed that normal people wouldn't dare to do this.

He, um, he didn't want to either.

In contrast, this silly brother Fu Shanyue only knew how to repeatedly throw olive branches at him; although sincere, those means really couldn't be compared with an old official oil like the Frost Leaf National Teacher.

He Lingchuan walked through the crowd, strode back to the side of the Chi Yan Prince's carriage, and faced Fu Shanyue's expectant gaze: "The handover is settled."

Fu Shanyue slapped the table and laughed: "Excellent, this is a turning point! Come, a toast to you!"

If it weren't for He Xiao's meticulousness, catching such an imperceptible flaw, Kong Jiaxiang would definitely have become a fish that slipped through the net. Now that the Elixir of Immortality case had new progress, it was great news for Chi Yan.

The two raised their glasses, just about to drink it all in one gulp, when they saw the wine in the glass condense into beads, trembling and floating into the sky.

This time, the speed of the wine beads rising was much faster than the previous time.

"One after another, the Grass Sea Gate is about to open."

Sure enough, the clear sound of jade chimes rang out in front, seemingly far yet near, echoing in everyone's ears.

People whispering to each other, people prostrating in front of the Palace of Heaven's camp, all looked up together.

The sunlight had hidden away at some point, and the sky had long been covered with dark clouds.

Now the cloud clusters were pressing lower and lower, rolling more and more, actually forming a huge spiral shape!

Like an inverted swirl ice cream, but with the tip pointing down.

He Lingchuan gave a light hiss.

Such a large cyclone, almost covering the sky over the entire Grass Sea, with a range of dozens of li.

In his original world, this thing had another name called a supercell, and some people called them rotating thunderstorms.

But here, it was by no means just a simple strong convective weather.

This thunderstorm just started appearing on the water surface of the Grass Sea, sucking up countless water grass like a whale, and then slowly moved towards the sandbar.

The sound and power were unmatched, as if the end of the world was approaching.

How did that poem go? Black clouds press on the city, the city is about to be destroyed; putting it here was not an exaggeration at all.

If it caught them head-on, the tens of thousands of people here would probably all go to heaven.

Its volume was much larger than that wind demon at the Piaomiao Sect station half a year ago.

However, facing this super-strong convection, the people of Lingxu City didn't flee in all directions, but stood on the spot, looking up, pointing and commenting on this storm.

Some said it was smaller than the year before last.

Others said it was slower than the year before last.

They didn't take this murderous storm seriously at all.

If this storm had human nature, it would definitely want to give these ants a little color to see.

However, the people of Lingxu City were so calm because they had something to rely on; after all, this kind of storm occurred every two years, and Lingxu City had experienced it for more than five hundred years, so they were skilled and at ease, and wouldn't make mistakes even with their eyes closed.

He Lingchuan noticed that two people appeared at this time:

Qingyang National Teacher.

Frost Leaf National Teacher.

Fu Shanyue said to him: "The Storm Gate of the Fu Realm opens every six hundred and eighty days, requiring National Teachers to take turns holding the staff in pairs to frame the entrance of the storm."

Beijia had four National Teachers; the last time it was the Summer and Winter Palace National Teachers holding the staff, so this time it was the turn of the Green and Autumn Palaces.

Frost Leaf National Teacher, He Lingchuan had already seen him just now; Qingyang National Teacher was wearing a gorgeous sky-blue robe with sprinkled gold today, her demeanor was still graceful, but her cheekbones were slightly protruding, and He Lingchuan always felt that she was thinner than a few days ago.

She walked side by side with the Frost Leaf National Teacher, and the two seemed to be talking.

This was really not enemies not meeting; He Lingchuan knew that the Frost Leaf National Teacher had used a lot of effort to try to overthrow her.

Would the Qingyang National Teacher not know the Frost Leaf National Teacher's abacus?

But both National Teachers walked forward with smiles amidst the cheers of the crowd, without showing any unhappiness.

In the eyes of those who knew, the situation was really very subtle.

The combined age of these two is nearly four hundred years, and their shrewdness is unfathomable.

After saying a few words, the Frost Leaf National Teacher continued to move forward, walking to the other side of the storm.

This storm was still a round, fat funnel shape, big on top and small on the bottom, with a bottom leakage diameter of about eighty zhang. The Frost Leaf National Teacher was also strolling leisurely on the edge of the storm and soon walked to the opposite side.

The action of the Qingyang National Teacher brushing her temples in front of the storm might make thousands of men fascinated.

But He Lingchuan observed Sun Fuling and once reached a conclusion: when a woman makes this action, it is mostly to cover up that she has something on her mind, or has emotions.

The spearhead of the Elixir of Immortality case was pointed at the Qinggong, and there were countless criticisms in the court and the public. Even if she was innocent, she had to bear a lot of pressure.

Not to mention, He Lingchuan knew that she was indeed the culprit.

Her true heart must not be as calm as it appeared on the surface.

Fu Shanyue also let out a breath, his voice almost covered by the storm: "Could this be the Qingyang National Teacher's last time holding the staff?"

"Perhaps." If the Elixir of Immortality case was finally traced to her, the sensation caused in Beijia would probably not be smaller than today's storm.

At this time, both National Teachers were in position, exactly opposite each other across the storm, and then almost simultaneously raised their long staffs and heavily leaned them on the ground!

The heads of both staffs were carved as a monster, and the origin could not be seen.

Leaning on the ground like this, the two monsters spat out a golden and a silver light, flying around the storm mouth in circles, but the directions were exactly opposite.

They soon melted into a light hoop.

The golden light was inside, flying clockwise, and the silver light was outside, flying counter-clockwise.

Fu Shanyue explained to He Lingchuan: "These two wind-fixing staffs were specially built by the Heavenly God for the Grass Sea's Storm Gate, used by the National Teachers to allocate primordial power. The released light hoop can stabilize the wind gate; the golden light fixes the position, and the silver light controls the wind speed, so that it won't cause disaster."

As if to confirm his words, since being locked by the light hoop, the originally unruly Storm Gate basically stayed in place, and the rotation speed of the whirlwind slowed down a lot, looking not as terrifying as before.

So these two light hoops were used to stabilize the wind gate? He Lingchuan looked at the two long staffs and said: "No one has come to sabotage it?"

If you pull them out, will the wind gate run around everywhere?

As soon as the words fell, the two National Teachers pulled out their long staffs and turned to leave without looking back.

They had done this set of things dozens of times, never dragging their feet.

The light hoop didn't disappear, still tightly locking the Storm Gate.

"Why not? Beijia has been established for hundreds of years; what strange things haven't been seen?" Fu Shanyue laughed: "But this is a miracle! Someone came to sabotage it before, but no one ever succeeded."

The words were correct; He Lingchuan couldn't think of any way to break the two light hoops at all.

And he always felt a bit familiar; after thinking for a long time, um, the restriction hoop tied on the forelimbs of the Mount Xu mountain spirit Zu Ju seemed to have the same effect.

I don't know which Heavenly God it came from, liking to make prisoner tools so much? But then again, only Beijia's primordial power, as vast as the sea, could contend with natural phenomena and the power of the two realms.

Seeing such a great feat of power, the devout believers at the scene knelt down to pray one after another.

After being locked, the wind circle became more and more stable, the center slowly expanded, and finally revealed the so-called Storm Gate.

Monthly tickets are doubled again~ Because the plot setting is getting harder and harder, and the blood tank of the nine directions is getting lower and lower, so I haven't been able to add dishes to everyone recently, I hope you understand.

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