Chapter 689: The Wind Is Fierce and the Snow Is Heavy Tonight

Deep night and quiet.

Wei Yuan walked slowly along the avenue towards the palace. At this moment, heavy snow was falling, and everything was silent. On a snowy night, it was as bright as a full moon in the sky.

He walked unhurriedly, leaving clear footprints behind him, which were then slowly filled by the heavy snow.

Under the stone archway at the intersection ahead, an old man leaned, holding a pipe, puffing out clouds and fog, and a little starlight flickered in the snowy night.

Wei Yuan followed the main street and walked towards the archway. Every step was taken at the moment the starlight brightened.

The old man finally raised his head and said, "This road is impassable, change to another one."

Wei Yuan said lightly, "There were originally many roads forward, and it's not that I must walk this one. But now, I only have one road to walk."

The old man said, "The world is big, where can't you go?"

"Originally I could go to other places, but there are always those who don't open their eyes and want to point out life for me. So now, although there are countless roads ahead, I only want to walk this one."

The old man said slowly, "Young man, being too strong is not a good thing."

Wei Yuan said, "Whether it is strong or not depends on oneself. My talent is like this, my achievement is like this, why should I be as cautious as a mediocre person? Isn't this wasting a good time?"

The old man sighed, "Being too rigid is easy to break. If the wood is beautiful in the forest, the wind..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a strange long gun appear in Wei Yuan's hand, then he took out a bullet, loaded it with a click, and then cocked it.

The gun was a good gun, but that was all.

The aura emitted by that bullet made the old man shudder. He suddenly remembered something, his pupils shrank, and he slowly put down his pipe.

Wei Yuan took out the magic knife July again, installed it under the gun barrel, and dragged the long gun like this, walking towards the palace. The knife tip scratched across the snow, leaving a scorched mark, as if it had been burned by a fierce fire.

Seeing Wei Yuan getting closer and closer, the old man finally extinguished his pipe and cleared the way.

He narrowed his eyes, watching Wei Yuan's figure go further and further in the wind and snow, disappearing into the majestic palace. The old man suddenly felt Wei Yuan's back was a bit dazzling, and couldn't help rubbing his sour eyes.

Someone suddenly said behind him, "The dignified Great Evolution Illusion World Fenhai Zhenjun, why are you also dressed in this market attire?"

The old man turned around slowly and saw a woman in red standing across the street, holding a small soft silk umbrella, as if standing in the spring rain of Jiangnan.

"Yuan, Jin?" The old man's voice was actually trembling.

The woman in red stood quietly, as if all the disputes in the world had nothing to do with her, and as if they were only entangled at her fingertips.

The old man suddenly felt his eyes were uncomfortable again, rubbed them with his sleeves, and said slowly, "So it was you guarding him, so it was you guarding such a character, good, good, good!"

He said good several times, and suddenly laughed, his voice clear, straight up to the sky, and then the world around him changed, with countless stars appearing.

He stepped on the stars and left. At this moment, his back changed from a market old man to a graceful and unparalleled handsome young man, although it was only for a moment.

The woman in red finally turned her head, looked at the dissipating stars, and then walked towards the palace.

On the snowy night, the palace was also silent, pavilions and towers, eaves and bucket arches, everywhere covered with thick snow, nine-curved corridors, rockeries and ponds, every inch frozen by ice. There were no lights or human voices in the huge palace, so quiet that only the sound of snow falling could be heard.

Wei Yuan walked through the snow, walked all the way to the front of the Chunhua Hall, pushed open the courtyard gate, walked in, and then closed the courtyard gate behind him.

The moment the gate closed, blood suddenly splashed onto the gate from nowhere! The blood splashed on the white ground, blooming like plum blossoms.

Wei Yuan passed through the courtyard and went up the steps.

There were finally people in the courtyard, and the palace maids and internal officials were covered with snow on their heads and bodies, not knowing how long they had been standing. They turned their heads slowly with stiff movements, looking at Wei Yuan, revealing a strange smile.

Wei Yuan waved his long gun, the magic knife July at the front suddenly disappeared, and when it appeared again, the blade was already full of blood. Wei Yuan shook his wrist, and the knife tip shook off a string of blood beads, leaving a bloodstain on the courtyard wall.

All the palace maids and internal officials were stiff, and then fell silently. A palace maid's head suddenly fell off and rolled to Wei Yuan's feet.

Her face was full of horror and incomprehension, and she opened her mouth and said, "You, how could you find my true soul?!"

Wei Yuan didn't answer, just stepped on it and crushed the head.

He naturally wouldn't explain. Ji Liuli personally set up the formation with the Tianji Hall's town-hall immortal weapon, and after being blessed by many immortal plants, his luck at this moment had reached a terrifying degree, and within three feet of his body was an endless abyss.

These killers who relied on ambushes and disguises to survive were just looking for death when they got close to Wei Yuan. Even if Wei Yuan walked normally, it was very likely that he would step on a killer who was pretending to be an ant.

Wei Yuan pushed open the gate of the Chunhua Hall and finally walked into a space with temperature.

At this moment, in a secret hall of the Crown Prince's Mansion, the Crown Prince sat in the upper seat, surrounded by four grand master chairs, sitting with eight old men of different shapes.

Dozens of bronze lamps were scattered on the ground in the center of the secret hall, and most of them had been extinguished at this moment. Only the two ancient lamps in the center that were obviously different were still flickering with candlelight, but one of the lamp fires was gradually dimming, gradually turning into ordinary fire.

The Crown Prince's face was already incomparably ugly, and seeing the change in the ancient lamp, he couldn't help but say, "What does this mean? Did he also die?"

A person beside the Crown Prince said, "The Illusion World Fenhai Zhenjun is fine, he just left the capital."

"What?! He left?" The Crown Prince's voice suddenly rose, stood up, and screamed, "I set up eleven lines of defense, dozens of dark points, countless top killers, how can I not stop one Wei Yuan?"

An old man on the other side said slowly, "That Wei Yuan is not just one person. Just the Dharma Forms detected are seven or eight, all of them are geniuses."

The Crown Prince roared, "Even if the Dharma Forms can't fight, what about Master Yu Jing? Why did the Illusion World Fenhai Zhenjun suddenly run away? Now that he's gone, what do you want me to do?"

At this time, an old man with closed eyes suddenly said, "Wei Yuan has entered the Chunhua Hall, the shadow vitality is still there, but the physical body has no reaction, suspected that the divine soul has been destroyed."

The Crown Prince kicked over the chair and shouted angrily, "Isn't the shadow known as a genius killer once in a hundred years? A genius killer in the late stage of Dharma Form, how can he not deal with an early-stage Dharma Form?"

The Left Prime Minister sat opposite the Crown Prince, only then opened his eyes, and said, "It is normal for us to lose when comparing high cultivation with the Taichu Palace. The matter is already a foregone conclusion, just wait and see."

The Crown Prince also realized he had lost his composure, gritted his teeth and said, "Why did he run to the Chunhua Hall instead of the Jin Gang Zen Temple?"

No one answered.

The Crown Prince's eyes twitched, as if a poisonous snake was constantly gnawing at his flesh and blood in his heart.

But the Left Prime Minister was here, he had nowhere to vent, and finally said reluctantly, "I am tired, I will rest for a while, let's see at the morning meeting tomorrow."

Seeing the Crown Prince leave, the Left Prime Minister also stood up slowly and walked out. At this time, a person walked out of the side room and met the Left Prime Minister, and then accompanied him out of the mansion. This person was Li Weisheng.

After leaving the Crown Prince's Mansion, Li Weisheng got into the Left Prime Minister's carriage together.

After the Left Prime Minister got into the carriage, his face showed fatigue, and he gently rubbed his temples.

Li Weisheng asked, "The Illusion World Fenhai Zhenjun left suddenly, it's a bit strange! How could the shadow die so easily?"

The Left Prime Minister said lightly, "What's so strange about this? The Taichu Palace is the first immortal sect, and we are at the bottom of the nine countries. Abandoning the way of the human king and comparing geniuses and high cultivation with the Taichu Palace, how can we not lose?

Not to mention anything else, just placing the Great Evolution Illusion World Fenhai Zhenjun in front of the palace is already half lost. This kind of character, how can he be used to guard a woman? It's a pity for the favors I worked so hard to save."

Li Weisheng said, "Then what should we do now?"

The Left Prime Minister opened a scroll, which depicted a moonless starry sky with countless stars in the sky. He reached out and stroked the painting, and countless starlight floated out from the painting, floating in the air, and then fell one by one like rain.

The Left Prime Minister watched the star rain intently, and his forehead was slightly sweaty. A moment later, the star rain dissipated, and the starry sky on the painting was much dimmer, and many stars had disappeared.

He pondered without speaking, and a moment later said, "Go, I will take you to see someone."

Subsequently, the Left Prime Minister ordered, "Leave the city, go to the Jin Gang Zen Temple."

Hearing the Jin Gang Zen Temple, Li Weisheng naturally knew who he was going to see. He was shocked and asked, "My lord, did you see anything just now?"

The Left Prime Minister shook his head and said, "I didn't see anything. But I think it's time to take a step back."

Li Weisheng pondered carefully, feeling he understood a little, but also feeling he didn't understand anything.

The carriage started to move, and the Left Prime Minister said, "Weisheng, state affairs are difficult, it is exactly the time to use people. That Sun Chaoen you mentioned to me last time, go and let him prepare, and come to the capital in a while."

Li Weisheng hurriedly said, "He has been getting close to the Right Prime Minister recently..."

"Then you should go and talk to him even more. Such talent, how can it be handed over to the Right Prime Minister?"

Li Weisheng nodded.

The Left Prime Minister suddenly yawned, closed his eyes slowly, and began to doze off.

The carriage moved forward in the darkness.

In the Chunhua Hall, it was as warm as spring.

Wei Yuan held a cup of hot tea and sent it to his mouth. But his hand was shaking, and in the end, quite a bit of tea was spilled on his clothes.

Concubine Yuan sat beside him, sitting dignified and holy, her whole person as if glowing. She wanted to reach out to support Wei Yuan, but pulled back, just asking with concern, "Is the injury serious?"

Wei Yuan said, "How can I say, it's a late-stage Dharma Form high cultivation, so I have to pay some price. Humph, since the Crown Prince wants fame, then I won't let him get his wish!

You don't have to worry, just stay here, I still have to go outside the city once. This time I must force him to rebel!"

Wei Yuan stood up, left the Chunhua Hall, and disappeared in an instant.

A graceful figure appeared where he was sitting, beautiful, pure, youthful, and innocent, it was Bao Yun.

As soon as she appeared, she bowed to Concubine Yuan and said, "Tonight, Sister Tingyu and I will be here, responsible for protecting Sister. I only realized today that it is not easy for Sister to deal with so many people."

Concubine Yuan smiled slightly and said, "Then I will trouble Sister. My safety doesn't matter, if there is danger, Sister, remember to take care of the child more."

Feng Tingyu walked out from the darkness, looking curiously at everything in the Chunhua Hall.

It was just that hearing Concubine Yuan and Bao Yun calling each other sister and sister, she felt a bit strange, these two people called each other so affectionately, why was their physical hostility so great?

The heavy snow didn't stop all night.

Wei Yuan walked into the Jin Gang Zen Temple through the snow, no one knew what he did inside, or when he left.

The next morning, the snow scattered and the clouds cleared, and the bright sun broke through the clouds and jumped into the sky, a rare good day.

It was still early for the morning meeting, and most of the civil and military officials had already arrived. They had long heard that the wind was fierce and the snow was heavy last night, and many big things had happened.

The Crown Prince's carriage and Wei Yuan's carriage arrived at the palace gate at the same time, so the two entered the palace side by side.

Wei Yuan looked up and down at the Crown Prince and suddenly smiled, "As expected of the Crown Prince, this body is good! You must take good care of yourself for another twenty years, when you are eighty, maybe I will have to call you Your Majesty and kowtow to you."

The Crown Prince clenched his fists, his hands were shaking, he didn't pay attention to Wei Yuan, and went straight to the hall.

Wei Yuan laughed and followed into the hall.

That winter, Wei Yuan offered the immortality medicine, and the Jin King was able to extend his life by twenty-four years.

The Jin King was overjoyed, adding Wei Yuan as the Qingyang Military Governor, commanding the military affairs of the surrounding counties, bestowing nine gifts, fake festivals, entering the court without rushing, praising without naming, and could enter the court with sword and shoes...

Except for the Qingyang Military Governor, Wei Yuan firmly refused the rest.

A few days later, the Crown Prince rebelled, but there were few responders.

Seeing that things were not going well, the Crown Prince finally set fire to himself in the mansion, leaving only a charred corpse in the ruins. At the last moment, no one was buried with him.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 690 =====