Chapter 705

"Qiankun Academy... hides things that affect the transformation of human morality!"

Kong Hui's hoarse words were like thunder.

Li Yan's pupils shrank, and a chill instantly rushed up his spine.

In an instant, the words from Yan Jiuling's casual chat clearly echoed in his ears:

That great craftsman of the Mo Sect, Yuan Feng, was the supervisor, but almost disappeared from the academy.

His whereabouts were a mystery, he entered the deep palace repeatedly, and led the Mo Sect elite to disappear without a trace many times, causing much discussion, but was lightly suppressed by one Imperial decree after another...

The funding from the imperial court to Qiankun Academy was silently raised by several grades, so generously that people were side-eyed...

And several previous events, the imperial court all took drastic measures, clearing out many officials.

Could all this be Emperor Xiao Qixuan borrowing the trend to act?

Borrowing this storm that followed one after another, silently cleansing the court?

"Steam engine!"

These three words exploded in Li Yan's brain.

Only this thing was worthy of the name "leveraging the transformation of human morality"!

For a time, his mind was shaken.

After a glimpse at Liangzi Lake that day, his own subtle hints.

That seemingly irrelevant step of a casual move... actually became the startling waves of today!

Although he had expected it, he didn't expect it to be so fast.

Elder Yuan Feng and the others must have already made a breakthrough.

Mo family secret techniques, the power of water, fire, and steam...

Intertwined with the giant shadow of the mechanical gears and steam he saw that day...

This future Kyushu,

Where will it be led by this "tool"?

At the thought of this, he actually felt a trance of heaven and earth overturning.

There was more than one person listening outside the prison cell.

This case involved major issues and also implicated many people in the capital, so there were people from the Commandant's Office, the Ministry of Justice, the Imperial Guard, and the Law Enforcement Hall.

As soon as Kong Hui's words came out, everyone's faces changed drastically.

The rotten bloody smell in the prison cell was like sticky phlegm, stuck in their throats.

This feeling of suffocation surged from the bottom of their hearts.

Speculation about the transformation of human morality had been circulating vaguely since last year.

At first, not many people cared about this, thinking it was just the nonsense of some divination sorcerers, or the prophecy of those with ulterior motives.

But with the chaos of the Nine Cauldrons in Chengdu, plus the abnormal celestial phenomena, this matter had been confirmed.

What is the transformation of human morality?

For ordinary people, it is the change of dynasties and chaos in the world.

And for the people of the Mystic Sect, it is the change of national sacrifice and the calamity of the mortal world.

In short, no force dared to underestimate it, and they were all making preparations in secret.

The evil people were just causing chaos in the capital.

But involving the transformation of human morality, everyone's hearts were raised.

Wang Yan, the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Justice, was personally taking notes.

Hearing this, his whole body stiffened, and the tip of his brush seeped thick ink on the yellow hemp paper, but he didn't notice it at all.

This old criminal expert who held the "Great Xuan Law" had stormy waves in his eyes.

He subconsciously pressed the case file with his sleeve, as if those few ink stains were red-hot charcoal.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!"

Luo Mingzi swallowed a mouthful of saliva, only feeling his palms sweating.

Logically speaking, he was a person of the Taixuan Orthodox Sect, but the matter was of great importance, so he didn't dare to mess around.

And Rites Pei Zongti frowned, looking at Kong Hui inside and said in a deep voice: "Speak clearly, what does he want that thing for?!"

Everyone's eyes immediately focused on the prison cell.

Even Li Yan pricked up his ears.

No matter how important the steam engine was, it was a dead object, he really couldn't think of why Zhao Qingxu was interested in this thing.

"Hahaha..."

Inside the prison cell, Kong Hui on the cross slowly raised his head, his left eye covered by blood split open, his smile full of mockery:

"You guess?"

As soon as the words fell, his head exploded instantly.

In an instant, the candles in the room turned green, and the Yin wind rolled with flesh and blood, whistling and swirling.

A black mist surged out from his brain.

The black mist condensed into a blurred human figure, rushing straight toward the ceiling covered with incantations—just like a moth rushing toward a flame.

Not good!

This guy is seeking death!

Li Yan didn't hesitate, and threw out the Soul-Hooking Lock with his backhand.

However, it was already too late.

Swish!

The Soul-Extinguishing Talisman carved on the wall, the cinnabar filled in it flowed, as if bleeding from the whole cavity.

Kong Hui's Yin soul turned into a human-shaped black mist, collided with it, and exploded instantly.

In the mist, Kong Hui's final face appeared, the mocking corner of his mouth had not yet raised, and it scattered into pieces.

In the blink of an eye, the Yin wind subsided rapidly, and the prison cell was dead silent.

Everyone knew that the imperial court would never let go of this evil person Kong Hui.

But they didn't expect that the other party would be so decisive, directly choosing to die with his Yin soul out of his body.

"This... officials, what should we do?"

Wang Yan, the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Justice, stopped the brush in his hand and looked at everyone.

"This matter must be reported to the Emperor immediately!"

Jiao Wanbao, the Commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, stepped forward with clanking armor, the gold-inlaid tiger head swallowing mouth at his waist looking cold and chilling in the firelight, scanned around, and said in a deep voice: "No one is allowed to leak today's matter privately!"

"The official's words are reasonable." Everyone echoed one after another.

This matter was too big, and it must be reported to the Emperor.

But whether it would be leaked privately, no one dared to guarantee.

"Pei, I want to use this person's head to sacrifice to my friend."

Li Yan shook his head slightly and looked at Rites Pei Zongti.

"Hmm."

Rites Pei Zongti's mood was chaotic, he nodded casually, took the testimony, and went to the palace with Jiao Wanbao.

Li Yan had already drawn his knife, but his heart moved, and he looked at Wu Ba.

Wu Ba didn't say a word, stepped forward with a gloomy face, grabbed Kong Hui's broken head, and pulled it off directly.

Flesh and blood splashed in the dim firelight, and the bone stubble at the broken neck was white.

The crowd asked for a wooden box and lime, buried Kong Hui's head after packing it, and walked out of the prison door.

Rumble!

The copper gate of the Law Enforcement Hall prison opened with a creak, and the twilight was like blood, splashing on the arrow tower of the Chongwen Gate.

Li Yan and the others looked at the wooden box, all feeling a bit absurd.

This famous "Mr. Landu" Kong Hui actually chose to commit suicide in the end.

Perhaps, this former master didn't want to continue to be humiliated.

Just at this moment, several Daoists stumbled over, half of their faces were black ash from smoke and fire:

"Zhao Qingxu was executed at Fucheng Gate!"

"How is that possible?!"

Luo Mingzi frowned, obviously not believing it.

Although the Daoist was embarrassed, he was full of joy, "Brother Luo, it's absolutely true!"

"We found the mechanism left by the evil person Kong Hui, and just as we were about to crack it, someone came to stop us, exactly as Li Shaoxia said, wearing a mask, holding a folding fan, and the Daoist method was very strange, but he didn't expect that the Commandant's Office's gun team was also there."

"Thirty divine fire guns fired together, and not even a soul residue was left!"

Luo Mingzi shook his head, "Nonsense..."

Before he finished speaking, he was stopped by Li Yan, who smiled, "It's good that he's dead, Brother Luo can report to the Emperor for a decision."

Luo Mingzi instantly understood, waved his hand to let the few Daoists leave, and then said in a low voice: "Plan against plan?"

He naturally didn't believe that Zhao Qingxu would die so easily.

It was mostly a fake death, letting them relax their vigilance to plot the things in Qiankun Academy.

"Hmm, this person is cunning, don't startle the snake..."