Chapter 502: How to pin the crime on Li Chen?

As an official of the Ministry of Rites, Zhang Mingyuan's understanding of the southern cultivation world of May Tian Ce was indeed limited.

Chen Zhen's brows were locked, his fingers unconsciously tapping the sword at his waist: "There are quite a few Sages in southern May Tian Ce, but most of them are in hidden sects."

The so-called hidden sects basically don't come out.

He was not at Li Chen's level, and the hidden sects wouldn't give him face either.

And Chen Zhen had only heard of them; he hadn't even seen anyone from a hidden sect.

Suddenly his eyes lit up, "Right! There are disciples of the Witchcraft Holy Land in the southern army! Their Holy Master is a top existence among the Sages!"

Zhang Mingyuan's eyes lit up, "Witchcraft Holy Land? Is that the Holy Master Li whose daughter entered the palace as a concubine?"

If you want to talk about matters of the cultivation world, Zhang Mingyuan certainly wouldn't know, but he was an official of the Ministry of Rites, and an official of the capital, so he certainly knew these things.

Chen Zhen clapped his hands and said, "Exactly! And the Witchcraft Holy Land has been in close contact with the government recently. Why don't we..."

The two looked at each other and immediately made a decision.

Chen Zhen prepared horses overnight and took his personal guards straight to the Witchcraft Holy Land thirty miles outside the city.

In front of the mountain gate of the Witchcraft Holy Land, twelve human-skin lanterns moved without wind.

The Bai Miao warriors guarding the gate held poison-quenched spears, vigilantly staring at the government motorcade visiting in the middle of the night.

"Qinglan Prefect Chen Zhen, I have an urgent matter to see Holy Master Li!" Chen Zhen held up his official seal, his voice echoing in the valley.

About half an incense stick later, the mountain gate opened.

Eight barefoot girls carrying firefly lanterns led the way, bringing Chen Zhen to a bamboo building.

Inside the building, the Holy Master was boiling tea, the silver ornaments shining coldly under the firelight.

"Lord Chen, visiting in the middle of the night, has some trouble occurred in the southern border?" The Holy Master's voice carried the unique accent of the Miao border.

Chen Zhen dared not be negligent and told the whole story of the strangeness of Mo Lisi's visit.

Speaking to the end, he cautiously added: "This subordinate dares to be bold and would like to ask the Holy Master to secretly escort him for a journey."

Chen Zhen spoke very politely, not only because the Holy Master's cultivation was in the Sage Realm, but don't forget that his daughter was a favored imperial concubine; for the sake of reason and emotion, he had to be polite.

The Holy Master rubbed the tea cup and suddenly smiled: "Coincidentally, this old man is going to the capital tomorrow to visit my daughter."

Chen Zhen was overjoyed, but hesitated: "Holy Master, that person is after all the Prince of the Yongzhou Empire..."

He didn't finish his sentence, meaning, you should speak politely when the time comes, so as not to cause conflict, and make it difficult for me to report back.

But could he say such things directly? That was certainly not possible.

The Holy Master waved his hand and said: "Rest assured, our Li clan is the most hospitable."

They were all people of this level, so they naturally understood certain principles.

As the saying goes, see what kind of person you are talking to.

Early the next morning, just as the mission's motorcade left the city gate, they heard a crisp sound of silver bells.

They saw a team of Miao border people walking along the mountain road, the leading Holy Master riding a mighty mount, and thirty-six witchcraft masters behind him carrying dowry boxes; this was according to Miao border customs, sending seasonal mountain goods to his daughter in the palace.

Mo Lisi saw this formation from the carriage window and curiously ordered people to inquire.

At this time, Zhang Mingyuan certainly revealed the Holy Master's identity completely.

Upon learning it was the Witchcraft Holy Master, Mo Lisi immediately got off the carriage to pay his respects.

"I have long heard that the witchcraft of the Miao border is mysterious and extraordinary. Today, seeing the Holy Master, it is indeed well-deserved." Mo Lisi performed a standard cultivator's salute.

His words contained an element of politeness, but they were also from the heart.

After all, people will always show awe for cultivators whose strength has reached the top. ===== CHAPTER 503 =====