Chapter 1033

Tian Langzhi's words fell into the ears of the Chief of the River, causing him to fall silent for a moment. The envoy from Mount Dayang seemed to have deep misgivings about the Dao of Eyed Lianmin. He lowered his head again to look at the bronze bowl in his hands, while Tian Langzhi struck while the iron was hot:

"Chief, look, isn't that the logic? Does Qi Lanyan tacitly approve or even support us because we have some kind of reputation? It must be that he has this desire in his own heart. Since that's the case, if we aren't cooperating with him, who else would we cooperate with? Why must he only keep us in mind?"

"The few lords are all unable to spare their hands... Now that there is this opportunity, but in the end, it's hard to say which side will be able to strike first! As long as the Chief gives the order, I am not afraid of offending anyone..."

Tian Langzhi narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice:

"As for Minghui, Gongsun Bei has slight complaints about him, while Qi Lanyan dislikes Jin Lian entirely. He has never seen the battle situation, yet he told me twice that the 【Lotus Temple】 is not worth using, and that the senior and junior brothers Minghui and Mingxiang will not exert their full strength..."

"Today Minghui is incompetent, and I see... Mingxiang is also holding back. Since the Lotus Temple is unwilling to exert effort, what mercy should we show?"

This Chief of the River pondered for a long time, smiled slightly, and replied:

"Liangli's thinking is extremely correct. I will ask about this matter when I go back."

"And as for Minghui, just get a hold of his leverage and find ways to use him. Next time we attack the south and resist the Great Song, just put him under the wheel tracks of Yang Ruiyi. Yang Ruiyi has 'Zhe Qi' in his hands, so he won't be able to help but fight for his life!"

"If they can't fight and end up broken or injured in the hands of the Yang clan, it will be a good explanation for Jin Lian. If they flee without fighting, it will also be easy to take them down... and punish his crimes in the name of Mount Dayang."

The two Golden Bodies in the sky suddenly fell silent. Below, Minghui's heart had already sunk to the bottom. This Chief of the River had always been at odds with his Dao of Good Music; how could there be anything good? Sure enough, he saw the man in the sky smiling and saying:

"Minghui, your six senses are not pure, and you have many greedy and harmful thoughts. You should have been severely punished, but considering that your Dao of Good Music does many good deeds, your senior brother is diligent and responsible, and your master is of high virtue and prestige, this offense will be recorded against you. I order you and your senior brother to guard the river bank..."

He restrained his smile and said indifferently:

"If you offend again this time... the mountain will have to punish you heavily."

If the other party had wanted him to go up to the oil pan or down to the sea of fire, Minghui would have breathed a sigh of relief, but being let off so lightly made him feel terrified in his heart:

'What master of high virtue and prestige... who doesn't know the foul reputation of our own master? This is plotting against my life!'

The five eyes in the oil pan were popping and rolling continuously. Minghui just kowtowed and shouted:

"Having ruined the lord's affairs, Minghui is full of shame. I only ask for punishment to be imposed... to show my sincerity!"

But how could the two of them spare him? They praised him a few times and were just about to easily send him away, but Minghui wept bitterly and shouted:

"The two great virtues are willing to forgive Minghui, but Minghui cannot indulge himself. If Minghui is to leave this place safely... Minghui wants to destroy his own Dharma body to express his gratitude!"

These words made the Chief of the River's gaze cold, and he said indifferently:

"You do not think of progress and are single-mindedly trying to avoid the battle. I will have to escort you to Mount Dayang to make things clear under the eyes of all the Buddhists, and let's see what you have to say."

In ordinary times, Minghui could really have gone back with him; no matter what, it would be better than living under the other party's conspiracy at all times. But considering that if he left the river bank matter, firstly his senior brother Mingxiang would make a mistake, and secondly, he would not be able to show his loyalty in front of that lord, he finally stopped his mourning and retreated sullenly.

Only after leaving the great hall did his mood immediately turn gloomy. His senior brother Mingxiang greeted him from the steps. Minghui's expression was solemn, and he transmitted his voice:

"The situation has changed, the people from Mount Dayang have come... it is that Chief of the River. You and I cannot escape, I am afraid there is a danger to our lives!"

Mingxiang frowned without speaking, shook his head, and transmitted his voice:

"I regret not having agreed to that guy from the Great Mufa Realm!"

Minghui's expression was gloomy, and he replied:

"It has nothing to do with him... This matter cannot be settled by whether we agree or not. According to today's situation, even if we hadn't agreed to Fachang, with the Chief of the River coming here, you and I would still have to come over. It is the situation of the North-South struggle that has variables. Qi Lanyan took the lead in overturning this stall, and the greed of the various Daos for the Li clan can no longer be suppressed!"

Minghui had rolled through the secular world a few times after all, and had a bit more experience than his senior brother who had been practicing in seclusion for years. He soon had his own deduction. Mingxiang's expression changed slightly, and he looked at his junior brother with a solemn expression:

"The most urgent task is to let the master know about this. I must go back once. He will soon order me to set out to garrison... it cannot be delayed!"

Mount Zhijing.

The brilliance between the mountains rose. The man in black frowned, looked at Li Zhouwei, and asked:

"The King of Wei should take the medicine first."

"It doesn't matter."

Li Zhouwei shook his head and invited him to take a seat on the side. Sima Yuanli, who was behind him, had followed him the whole way, his embarrassment indescribable. He also stopped and sighed while bowing:

"I... am too dull, letting the King of Wei fall into a dangerous situation... it is truly a sin! You should punish me!"

Sima Yuanli had started to regret it early on. Now it was no longer the era of Qingchi, so how could the Sima clan still have any weight? He dared not hold a grudge against the Li clan for anything, and even less could he afford to be held in a grudge by Li Zhouwei!

'White Cicada is vengeful, and although White Qilin is a bit better, where is he a good character? Today I failed to rescue him in time, yet he was still able to escape. In the future, if he comes to 【fail to rescue in time】 during the North-South Great War, how will I still have my life!'

He didn't dare to let this matter pass lightly at all, and instead revealed it very clearly. While hurriedly taking out the 【Qingping Mysterious Gourd】 to treat Li Zhouwei's injuries, he repented:

"The King of Wei must believe me!"

Yet a sour feeling welled up in his heart. Back then, when Li Ximing was in seclusion seeking death, he sat in the main seat of Qingchi, talking and laughing about Li Zhouwei, who was nothing but at the end of his rope, his deathly appearance fully revealed. Now, being under someone else, he only hesitated for a moment when taking out the treasure, and still had to ask others to raise their hands high. He called him King of Wei mouthful by mouthful. Things are different now, and Sima Yuanli showed half-true, half-false tears of sadness, sighing:

"We are in-laws, and seeing the King of Wei injured so heavily, I am extremely ashamed."

Li Zhouwei did not blame him, waved his hand, and said:

"The 【Huaijiang Map】 is precious. Asking for it rashly was my fault. The True Person does not need to take it to heart!"

Sima Yuanli nodded repeatedly. Yang Ruiyi on the side watched with interest for a while, but began to ponder in his heart:

'This True Person Sima is far inferior to Si Boxiu... Si Boxiu could also set his mind at ease letting him roam the seas. Blind... he is only good in that his talent is not bad, one step better than Ning Wan.'

Seeing that the two had finished talking, Yang Ruiyi said:

"Now that chaos has arisen in the west, Northern Zhao is eyeing us covetously, and the lake has suffered such a disaster, it is truly a turbulent time for people's hearts. As for the Emperor's side... I will go and ask, and will definitely explain everything for the King of Wei."

Li Zhouwei did not think so, only feigned a smile on his face and replied:

"The General's timely rescue has already been a grace to the lake. The Buddhist practitioners will not let Tingzhou go; this is just the beginning."

Yang Ruiyi shook his head, sighed slightly, and replied:

"Today's matter... will not let Qi Lanyan be injured in vain."

He smoothed his sleeves and said:

"I wonder where Fellow Daoist Zhaojing is? With the King of Wei injured, I am afraid Tingzhou cannot do without him."

Li Zhouwei's expression was calm, and he replied:

"The elder is in seclusion breaking through, and is just at a critical moment. I don't know what year or month there will be progress, so I shouldn't disturb him, for fear of ruining his previous efforts."

"Counting the days, it is also time..."

With Li Zhouwei injured to this extent, it was impossible for Li Ximing not to move at all. Yang Ruiyi pinched his fingers and calculated, already believing it ninety percent, so he said:

"Since that is the case, I should send a True Person to the wilderness to guard the border, so that the King of Wei can recuperate well... I wonder... who does the King of Wei have in mind?"

Li Zhouwei glanced at Sima Yuanli on the side and said sternly:

"Fellow Daoist Sima is a good candidate, but if the north has intentions to make trouble, he will not be able to protect himself. It is still better to ask the King of Yuyang to come over once."

Hearing him bring up Chen Yin, Sima Yuanli secretly breathed a sigh of relief and nodded:

"The King of Yuyang has now achieved the middle stage of Zifu, which is extremely difficult. His strength has also improved a lot, and he is very reliable... He is also familiar with True Person Cheng, so it is convenient to come and rescue."

Hearing the three words True Person Cheng, Li Zhouwei secretly restrained his expression, but heard Yang Ruiyi say indifferently:

"Not bad. Now that the two True Persons of the Sword Gate have parted on bad terms and Ling Mei is in seclusion, there is no need to fear that you won't be able to order him around."

Sima Yuanli was silent and swallowed silently. The atmosphere was stagnant for a while. Fortunately, the wind and clouds rolled outside the mountain, and another True Person arrived by riding a divine ability, landing lightly.

This True Person had a beautiful appearance, wore a light green Daoist robe, and had hair like a waterfall. With a bit of a smile, he bowed slightly and replied:

"Reporting to the Grand General, Lin Gu Linggu Lanying has come to report..."

Yang Ruiyi swept a glance at her with a bit of a smile, but saw that a man was still standing in the clouds behind her. Although his appearance was not outstanding, his armor was mottled and he was dusty, as if he had just killed his way out of the battlefield. That pair of golden eyes still carried a bit of murderous intent and was quite majestic.

Li Zhouwei put down the cup in his hand, and his eyes had a bit more fluctuation--this person was none other than his own direct descendant, the second young master Li Jianglong on the surface!

Li Jianglong faced the crowd, his expression unchanged, and he bowed:

"I have seen Father! I have seen all the True Persons!"

This Lin Gu Linggu Lanying smiled slightly, looked at him as well, and said:

"This is the King of Wei. It is truly a case of a tiger father having no dog sons. The second young master broke the Buddhist practitioners in the wilderness, joined forces with the Song army, and intercepted the defeated northern army for us... His battle achievements are outstanding!"

"Oh??"

Yang Ruiyi had a bit more interest and observed secretly. Lin Gu Linggu Lanying praised:

"The Zhao army was broken by the young master while crossing the river, and they were in complete chaos, with over ten thousand casualties. Large batches of the Zhao army had to stay in the wilderness, and they even intercepted two direct descendants of the Gongsun clan... With this surprise force of the young master, the battle results have expanded more than ten times!"

"I arrived late, but I brought him over!"

Her smile was quite polite, as if she were well-intentioned. Yang Ruiyi took the opportunity to pull Li Jianglong over, asked about his age and marriage, and smiled:

"But I cannot forget your younger brother, is he called... Li Jiangxia... This time the Li clan was able to fight a bloody battle without retreating, he has great merit. Although not as prominent as you, he cannot be ignored."

This Grand General turned to look at Li Zhouwei and sighed:

"I was still thinking about the candidate to lead the troops in the wilderness, but I forgot that the descendants of the King of Wei are all outstanding. It is just right to let him handle this matter. Why not let him come back with me to ask the Lord for a title, which can also be considered a reward for him!"

When the man said this, he did not give the few people a chance to speak. He stood up, smiled on his face, scanned the three of them, and said indifferently:

"Have you all heard of... the Law of the Heavenly Dynasty?"

Lin Gu Linggu Lanying was slightly stunned and shook her head hesitantly, while Sima Yuanli nodded awkwardly. Yang Ruiyi smiled:

"The Law of the Heavenly Dynasty was pioneered by the Emperor of Wei, born from the ancient methods of incense and Mount Du. He was a genius, and also loved by Mingyang, pushing this technique to the supreme peak. Later, when the Wei Li were destroyed, it was also learned by the Buddhist practitioners, completing the last link of the Buddhist cultivation path. Jinlian Mohe and Eyed Lianmin are prevalent in the Dao, also with the help of this method."

"And although my Song Court does not follow the path of the Heavenly Dynasty, it is also loved by Heaven, so there is the shining of the Martial Cultivation Star, blessing all officials. The Lord built the 【Purple Jin Dian】 in the Imperial Capital, just to gather the light of martial cultivation to hold the mysterious method."

Hearing this, Sima Yuanli raised his head thoughtfully, and a bit of horrified light bloomed in his pupils. Yang Ruiyi raised his head and said sternly:

"Those who enter the 【Purple Jin Dian】 receive the protection of Heavenly Cultivation and Heavenly Martial Arts, clear their spiritual thoughts, and promote their fate, weapons, and Dharma bodies, which is of great help to future breakthroughs to Zifu. Diligent cultivation and holding martial arts to cultivate the mysterious is 【Holding the Mysterious】."

He moved his lips lightly, and that ordinary face actually had a bit more immortal intent:

"And those who 【Hold the Mysterious】... campaign for the Emperor, can borrow a Heavenly Martial divine ability."

As soon as these words came out, Lin Gu Linggu Lanying suddenly raised her eyebrows, and her heart was already a mountain collapse and a tsunami:

'No wonder... no wonder he wanted to mention the Heavenly Dynasty, no wonder he wanted to mention Jinlian Mohe and Eyed Lianmin!'

The Law of the Heavenly Dynasty of the Wei Li back then was purely that holding an official position meant holding the law... No matter if they were mortals without cultivation or some low-level small cultivators before, once they held an official position, they had corresponding cultivation. Now this 【Purple Jin Dian Holding the Mysterious】 is imitating the Wei Li!

'No wonder the interior of the Song Court is not worried at all about the northern border, no wonder the Cheng clan's attitude changed drastically after entering the palace, sending their disciples into the commandery. Even if Eyed Lianmin and Jinlian Mohe are aggressive, he also has a way to deal with it, and can guard this border!'

'In this way, which family can not flock to the official positions of the Song Court? Even if a few True Persons have no good feelings for the Song Court, what about their disciples? Who doesn't want the blessing of Heavenly Martial Arts? Who doesn't want to have divine abilities!'

'After tasting divine abilities, who is still willing to be a mortal! As long as those who enter the palace have requests for this official position and cannot let go, then is this person a person of the Song Court or a person of the aristocratic family? Drawing the firewood from under the cauldron... this is the means of the Underworld!'

Yang Ruiyi's plain words stirred up ten thousand waves in her heart. Sima Yuanli was also silent, his hand pressing tightly on the table. The whole mountain was silent, with only the whistling sound of the wind blowing past.

Yang Ruiyi turned his head and smiled:

"What does the King of Wei think?"

Li Zhouwei's expression was calm, and he lowered his eyebrows to look at his son.

Li Jianglong had always been extremely obedient. He had the blood of the Chen clan, and his appearance was not outstanding, not as much like him as Li Jiangxia, but he was much more sensible, and the confidants he planted were few. Over the years, he had managed the family in the continent, and all the big and small things in the family had passed through his hands, never being biased.

But this usually sensible child knelt on the ground respectfully, without saying a word, and never raised his head. Those golden eyes stared at the ground, leaving him only a side profile.

At that moment, this side profile had relaxed long eyebrows and a bit of a familiar taste, making Li Zhouwei's eyes stagnate, and he moved his lips slightly.

Perhaps it was because of his injuries, which were truly painful, the King of Wei finally did not open his mouth to sigh, and only then smiled:

"Second Young Master, why not thank the Lord?"