Chapter 235: Two hundred and forty-three, Returning to the Underground Palace, Exchanging for Blessings

Two hundred and forty-three, Returning to the Underground Palace, Exchanging for Blessings

"Liulang." "This subordinate is here!"

"After Liu Zilin and I leave in a while, you protect A-Qing well."

"Look over there, pass through that forest, go north for one hundred and twenty steps, and you can see a deserted pavilion. There is an open space behind the pavilion. Qiu Shenji captured me and the other brothers there."

"The brothers who were sealed and imprisoned, the Burning Heaven Shark Oil, and the Xiao Shimei's skirt-sword are all left there. You go over there later to save people and retrieve the items."

"Prefect, we won't leave. We'll follow behind and find an opportunity to rescue you! I've already sent people to contact Secretary Xie..."

"No need, don't follow me. Liu Zilin is a frightened bird now. If you follow, it will only make him more suspicious and instead drag me down."

"Liulang, help me do one last thing."

"Prefect, don't talk like that, this subordinate is scared... What is it?" "Hand the skirt-sword to the Xiao Shimei for me, and bring her a message..."

He silently felt his dantian meridians and tried to mobilize his spiritual energy. Clearly, the spiritual energy could circulate, but his limbs were still empty and weak.

The reason is very simple: the anomaly of the Xin Dingjian's birth was too great. The abnormality of the Lady Yunmeng Marsh's crazy rising water today cannot be covered up; it cannot deceive a Qi refiner who can observe Qi.

Lady Yunmeng Sword also smiled.

Or rather, who was it truly given to by the old sword caster?

Right now, wolf smoke is rising everywhere upstream of Butterfly Creek, the Di Gong Zha is about to collapse at any time, and the great water could come at any time.

Lady Yunmeng Sword shook his loosened left fist and signaled to his subordinate on the side by raising his chin: "Drag him away."

About an hour later.

"Let's go, don't dawdle. The thing you want is down there. I hope it hasn't been picked up by outsiders."

"Ouyang Lianghan, do you want to die so much? Do you want Sun Yansheng to kill you?" He slowly closed his eyes.

"When alive, I witnessed my three Liu brothers killing each other. After death, there is someone to help me clean up the Liu family. Hahahaha, our Liu family will all be buried with me."

"Amitabha, benefactors, this place is the Lotus... Ah!"

It's just that I don't know for what reason the old gentleman wanted to give the Xin Dingjian and the Wei clan to the Blue Butterfly Marsh before he died.

"Ouyang Lianghan, what kind of ghost are you playing?"

"Third Young Master Liu's expression is so unnatural, could it be... Sun Yansheng and the others have also come to Mount Dagu?"

The strongest desire is still to cast the Xin Dingjian.

This old gentleman, who doesn't know what grudge he holds, would only start his revenge so heartily at noon today.

Liu Zilin frowned tightly.

Lady Yunmeng Sword was silent for a while, then sneered: "Is this the Pure Land Underground Palace you were talking about?"

Wait, what about my 10,000 merit points of blessings!?

Soon, everyone finally reached the end of the mountain road, and the ancient temple's architecture fell into their eyes.

Everything showed the specialness and extraordinary nature of this expensive blessing. It's just that he was afraid of the air suddenly becoming quiet like this.

Sun Yansheng said with a normal face. He walked ahead, put down the rope, and slid down familiarly:

Lady Yunmeng Sword hurriedly stretched out his palm: "What did you find, where is it? Ouyang Lianghan, my patience is limited, hand it over to me!"

Lady Yunmeng Sword, who was looking at him, also smiled. Hurry up, hey!

Sun Yansheng sat on the lotus throne and waited, his face slightly urgent, looking left and right.

"Let me introduce you. This is not a Great Master... well, you can also call him Xiuzhen."

Liu Zilin's eyes surged with purple Qi, and his face was dead calm:

"And when Ouyang Rong carried the Mohist sword box away, the Great Lady of the Blue Butterfly Marsh didn't even mean to stop him. It's clear she knew the Xin Dingjian wasn't in the Mohist sword box. In her eyes, Sun Yansheng is like an ant, not worth paying attention to. If he runs, he runs."

He turned his head and stared into Sun Yansheng's eyes, saying:

He bent down as if no one was there, and his palm reached into the pitch-black shadow under the pedestal to grope.

Liu Zilin was curious: "What did you guys do to make this old gentleman hold such a grudge?"

Lady Yunmeng Sword suddenly shut his mouth, turned his head to look at Liu Zilin, and his eyes, as he climbed halfway up the mountain, revealed a look of suspicion:

Sun Yansheng's left hand was always gripped on the sword hilt, his face showing curiosity as he looked around this underground palace.

As for the third conclusion.

He wanted to leave, but couldn't. What happened to the "Return, O Return"?

Everyone carefully stepped on the moss-covered bluestone slabs under their feet, climbing the mountain one step at a time.

"What merit, what are you talking about?" Lady Yunmeng Sword drew his sword, asking in surprise. But the problem is, if one follows Lady Yunmeng Sword's statement completely:

Sun Yansheng suddenly turned his head and pointed at a dry well in front of him, asking suspiciously. The old gentleman didn't do that.

"The reason is very simple. As long as A-Qing takes the sword box away, and finally finds that there is no sword in the box, it will all be for nothing."

The Xin Dingjian should indeed have been successfully cast at noon today, not already cast.

Seems to be a frequent visitor.

Perhaps to avoid those Longcheng commoners, Lady Yunmeng Sword specifically chose a remote path down the mountain, carefully heading to the temple underground palace pointed out by Liu Zilin.

Sun Yansheng sighed.

"Lady Yunmeng Sword, actually, I've been curious since just now. How are you so sure there is no sword in the sword box the old gentleman gave Ouyang Rong?"

There is another point of doubt.

Although the spiritual energy in the body can circulate as usual, the spiritual energy of a lower-grade Qi refiner cannot leave the body, which is considered a temporary loss of mobility.

Then why not notify the Blue Butterfly Marsh directly to take the Wei clan and the Xin Dingjian away in advance?

Clang--!!!

Lady Yunmeng Sword took the torch handed over by his subordinate, and at the same time observed Liu Zilin's familiar movements from the side. The suspicion in his eyes lessened slightly.

Otherwise, without the true name, wouldn't this new Xin Dingjian never be able to appear? He suddenly felt that fate had played a huge joke on him.

That's true, after all, everyone around coveted the sword he cast. No matter who it was, he would gradually grow cold towards human nature.

Liu Zilin came back to his senses and nodded calmly: "That's right."

Regarding his ability similar to bone-shrinking, Sun Yansheng was cautious. After exchanging hostages just now, he immediately made him smell a kind of bone-softening strange fragrance, paralyzing his limbs.

"It's quiet down there. I like to sit in meditation. I climbed up yesterday and forgot to bring my treasure bead." The scene in the underground palace was calm.

Perhaps it was the lack of important information, perhaps it was the old gentleman's train of thought; he really couldn't understand it.

That old gentleman did indeed only give the Wei clan a Wei Shaoxuan paper flower at the beginning, and he didn't know what it was for.

"Don't know, a crazy monk." He paused, and added as if it were redundant: "The abbot's favorite disciple."

"Fine." Liu Zilin smiled brightly.

The Longcheng commoners all gathered at the refuge camp on Mount Dagu. It's just a pity that the meanings of their smiles were all different.

Whoosh! A cold sword edge emitting gray moonlight made even the hairs on his neck fall out.

It's just that along the way, Liu Zilin frowned slightly, lost in thought.

"As long as you take out the real vessel of emptiness and give it to me, and I get the Xin Dingjian, I will naturally release you. By then, you walk your sunny path, and I'll cross my single-plank bridge."

The Xin Dingjian had long been cast, using the blue butterfly paper flower and other things as "vessels of emptiness," and secretly sent to the Wei clan.

"Your friend?" Lady Yunmeng Sword asked, looking sideways.

"Ouyang Lianghan, I've had enough. You should know the consequences of lying to me. Hmm, you wouldn't be trying to save that little girl, die in her place, and sacrifice yourself for righteousness, would you?"

Seeing that the distance to Donglin Temple on the mountaintop was getting closer and closer.

Of course, in the past, under the surveillance of the Liu family, the old gentleman must have had little contact with the outside world, focusing on casting the sword.

Liu Zilin told Lady Yunmeng Sword before that the old gentleman not only gave a Wei Shaoxuan paper flower, but also gave the Wei clan a treasure bead, which he took away.

Liu Zilin and the green-clad servants escorted Ouyang Rong, who was willing to be a hostage. "We're here, where is my sword?" Lady Yunmeng Sword asked gently.

And as analyzed before, if the Xin Dingjian could be secretly cast in advance, the old gentleman would have had many more choices.

Liu Zilin frowned tightly, looking around.

"Isn't it all the same? It's in your hands." Liu Zilin nodded and said.

Taking the waterway, flowing down Butterfly Creek, they soon arrived at Songling Ferry, not far from Mount Dagu.

First, the relationship between the old gentleman and the Blue Butterfly Marsh was not as intimate and tacit as imagined. On the contrary, their feelings might have been indifferent, and their communication extremely rare.

"Used up 10,000, and there's still so much merit left..." He sighed, lowering his head.

Then where is this "vessel of emptiness"?

Actually, he didn't have any so-called treasure bead at all.

Sun Yansheng turned his head stiffly, meeting Lady Yunmeng Sword's cold and terrifying gaze. The latter squeezed a few words through his teeth:

At this moment, Sun Yansheng's hand gripped the moonlight longsword at his waist. He stared at Liu Zilin for a while and nodded slowly:

Sun Yansheng frowned slightly:

But the well in his field of vision was still the same well, and the sky was still the same sky.

Hearing Lady Yunmeng Sword, Ouyang Rong, and others say that to get the Xin Dingjian to acknowledge a master, one needs Grade 9, sword technique, true name, and a "vessel of emptiness."

Liu Zilin:...

Excluding the matter of leaking the true name to the Wei clan in advance, before the old sword caster threw himself into the furnace to die, he turned to face Sun Yansheng, Ouyang Rong, Lady Yunmeng Sword, the Wei clan, and others—those who were Grade 9 or had not yet reached Grade 9—and spoke the "true name."

Lady Yunmeng Sword looked down at the well, signaling his subordinates to bring torches and rope ladders. "I've found the way home, so today is the day. Exchange it... Return, O Return!"

The official boat that Ouyang Rong, Liu Zilin, and a group of green-clad servants took was provided by Yan Balang and the others.

Mount Dagu, on a remote mountain road.

He looked up at the wellhead above his head, which he had once expected to climb out of to return home and be liberated, and looked up at the same blue sky outside the wellhead as in his previous life.

Under the well.

Then the last question comes.

That doesn't affect anything. Pretending that the sword casting was successful today, and then operations like pitting Liu Zi'an and Lady Yunmeng Sword to death and teasing A-Qing can be even more realistic.

Lady Yunmeng Sword didn't answer, saying to himself:

Lady Yunmeng Sword's back, which was frequently looking around, stiffened slightly, and he turned back to say: He wanted to leave, but had to leave.

Liu Zilin suddenly laughed softly. Liu Zilin smiled.

Then he met the strange gazes of Sun Yansheng and the others behind him.

At this moment, in the spacious underground palace, Lady Yunmeng Sword and the green-clad servants surrounded Liu Zilin.

From the first time he woke up in the underground palace and discovered the "Return, O Return" stone carving, to now, with a knife at his throat, he was forced to exchange for the "Return, O Return" blessing.

"What's the rush? It's down here. Let me find it. It seems to have fallen down here." Since there was no real sword in the Mohist sword box.

Inside the Merit Tower, a row of cyan-gold numbers decreased rapidly... 10,000 merit points were completely cleared!

At the last moment, the young man who had hoped more than anything to go home and take the postgraduate entrance exam looked reluctant, raising his head and looking up.

Thinking carefully, it seems like almost half a year has passed, right? He went down the mountain to accumulate merit, met a group of partners in Longcheng, and also did many things that benefited the country and the people.

If he can't hand over the item, he won't be able to escape.

That old gentleman was actually very indifferent inside.

Based on the effective information Liu Zilin mastered, there were only two conclusions:

Lady Yunmeng Sword obviously knew some inside information about the old gentleman and the Blue Butterfly Marsh, which is why he was so sure that the old gentleman wanted to give the newly cast Xin Dingjian, as well as the Wei clan, who was a hot-blooded person, to the Blue Butterfly Marsh.

This was the loudest and most resonant blessing bell he had ever heard in his life.

"It seems the people you Liu family sent to tail me aren't very competent either. They didn't even know I hadn't returned to my hometown a few days ago, but came to Donglin to eat vegetarian food and stay?"

Everyone climbed over the wall, carefully entered the temple, avoided the monks, and rushed toward the direction of the Beitian Jiyang Yuan.

Liu Zilin:...

His fingertips touched the smooth, cold five-character stone carving below again. Liu Zilin raised his head and showed an embarrassed smile to Sun Yansheng.

But the next second, he was horrified. He rubbed his eyes and found that he hadn't seen wrong. The Ouyang Lianghan in front of him... his eyes were glowing with purple light?

At the same time, he silently closed his eyes and looked inward at the remaining merit points in a certain Merit Tower.

The surrounding green-clad servants tacitly went to the murals on the four sides to investigate, finally confirming that the underground palace was safe, and they distributed themselves to stand guard on the four sides.

Liu Zilin was silent for a moment and sighed: "I said... I found it."

Lady Yunmeng Sword frowned, waved his hand, led a group of subordinates to follow one after another, and slid along the rope into a dim underground palace under the well.

Liu Zilin's face was calm. He turned around and walked straight to the stone lotus pedestal in the center of the underground palace.

The pre-swing is so slow?

"That would inevitably anger the Liu family. In that way, I, the only surviving third son of the Liu family, would also die without a burial place. The old gentleman is killing two birds with one stone."

Liu Zilin was calm and composed:

But life is impermanent. No one knows where they will be tomorrow, what they will do, or who they will meet.

But this look lasted for a long time.

"For no reason, why did you bring the precious bead the old gentleman gave you all the way to this godforsaken place? Pure Land Underground Palace? What kind of shitty place is that?"

Liu Zilin's gaze withdrew from the rope binding his hands and the green-clad servants surrounding him on the left and right.

Liu Zilin kept his head raised for a long time.

He thought rapidly, but his thoughts were a mess.

Why was that Great Lady of Lady Yunmeng so sure there was no sword in the sword box?

The fact is, the Liu clan and Sun Yan had always controlled the old gentleman and the Jia-grade sword furnace, and only when the Xin Dingjian was successfully born today, and no accidents occurred.

Someone came to the underground palace again, just like returning home, and the landing operation was skillful and relaxed.

There were no accidents or setbacks along the way. Liu Zilin was brought to the backyard of the Beitian Jiyang Yuan by Sun Yansheng and the others. The green-clad servants stood in front of the dry well, guarding and looking around.

With a "clank," sword light appeared.

"Just say, I'm very sorry, I, the senior brother, am afraid I have to break my promise again. I clearly promised her just today that I would never leave without saying goodbye again, heh."

There was no movement or change around him.

Lady Yunmeng Sword turned his head back and narrowed his eyes:

A gaunt monk who was walking over with compassion in the darkness let out an "ah" scream, was knocked down by a punch, and lay dizzy on the ground.

The sudden arrival of the Great Lady of the Blue Butterfly Marsh today was also very likely because she had received some kind of news from the old gentleman.

Look forward.

And now it seems, it is not the so-called "vessel of emptiness."

Lady Yunmeng Sword was startled and took a step back.

"You're fine, why put the treasure bead under there?"

A dull bell sound like a great bell rang in Liu Zilin's ears. Everyone had unkind expressions and were looking at him.

Liu Zilin was speechless.

"The old gentleman wouldn't take the initiative to help A-Qing get the sword. On the contrary, he would use A-Qing's hands to eliminate our Liu family."

Thinking carefully, Liu Zilin always felt that the effect of this strange fragrance was not serious. Could it be something specifically for flower thieves?

He suddenly asked: "Hmph."

But it was clear that the old gentleman only did his best and didn't force it too much. Otherwise, the power of the Blue Butterfly Marsh should have intervened in the Liu family and A-Qing's sword casting long ago, instead of only coming today.

"According to your statement, why did the old gentleman want to send the Xin Dingjian and Sun Yan to the Sun Yansheng Marsh? What kind of friendship do the two have, and why go to such lengths to do so?"

He drank softly.

Even the attention and help given to the Wei clan, who was a hot-blooded person, were few. That Wei Shaoxuan paper flower, looking at it now, seems more like a joke of bad taste?

The young magistrate sat cross-legged on the lotus pedestal in a meditation posture.

There was joy, there was regret, and there were... people he couldn't bear to part with.

To put it broadly, this "vessel of emptiness" that truly hid the Xin Dingjian, logically speaking, should have been obtained by at least one of the four of us. ===== CHAPTER 236 =====