"Qiankun Academy... contains something that affects Human Path's change!"
Kong Hui's hoarse words were like thunder.
Li Yan's pupils shrank suddenly, and a chill instantly shot up his spine.
In an instant, Yan Jiuling's chatting words clearly echoed in my ears:
That Mo Sect master craftsman Yuan Feng, who is a supervisor, has almost disappeared from the academy.
His whereabouts are a mystery, he frequently enters the palace, and repeatedly leads Mo Sect elites to disappear without a trace, which arouses public debate, but is suppressed by the supreme emperor's orders in an understatement...
The imperial court's allocation to the Qiankun Academy has been quietly upgraded by several levels, and the treatment is so generous that it is surprising...
In addition to the previous incidents, the imperial court went to war and purged many officials.
Could all of this be taken advantage of by Emperor Xiao Qixuan?
Take advantage of the coming storm to quietly clean up Imperial Court?
"Steam Engine!"
These three words exploded in Li Yan's mind.
Only this thing deserves the name of "inspiring Human Path change"!
For a moment, his mind was shaken.
After Liangzi Lake had a sudden glance that day, he made some vague suggestions.
That seemingly inconsequential move... turned out to be a huge event today!
Although he had expected it, he didn't expect it to happen so quickly.
Yuan Feng Elder and the others must have made a breakthrough.
The secret technique of Mohism, the power of water, fire and steam...
The huge shadows intertwined with the gears and steam seen that day...
This future Nine Provinces,
Where will this "vessel" lead?
When I think of this, I feel like the world is turning upside down.
Li Yan was not the only one listening outside the cell.
The case involves a major matter and involves many people in the capital, so there are people from Commandery Commandant Office, Ministry of Justice, Imperial Guards, and Enforcement Hall.
As soon as Kong Hui's words came out, everyone's expressions changed suddenly.
The smell of decaying blood in the cell was like phlegm, stuck in their throats.
This feeling of suffocation welled up from the bottom of my heart.
Speculations about the Human Path revolution have been vaguely circulating since last year.
At first not many people paid much attention to this matter, thinking it was just the nonsense of some fortune-tellers or the prophecies of thoughtful people.
However, with the Nine Cauldrons chaos in Chengdu and the sudden changes in the sky, this matter has been confirmed.
Human Path What is change?
To ordinary people, it is a change of dynasty and chaos in the world.
For Xuan Gate People, it was a change in national sacrifice and an earthly disaster.
In short, no force dares to look down upon it, and they are all secretly making preparations to deal with it.
The demon is just causing trouble in the capital.
But as it relates to the Human Path revolution, everyone's hearts are aroused.
Ministry of Justice Minister Wang Yan is taking notes himself.
He froze when he heard this, and the tip of his pen spread thick ink on the jute paper, but he didn't even notice it.
Stormy waves passed through the eyes of the old criminal who was in charge of <Great Xuan Law>.
He subconsciously pressed the file with his sleeves, as if the few drops of ink were red-hot coals.
"Infinite Heavenly Lord!"
Luo MingZi swallowed and felt his palms sweating.
Logically speaking, he is a Tai Xuan Orthodox Sect person, but the matter is so important that he dare not mess around.
Pei Zongti, on the other hand, frowned and looked inside. Kong Hui said in a deep voice, "Tell me clearly, what does he want with that thing?!"
Everyone's eyes immediately focused on the cell.
Even Li Yan pricked up his ears.
No matter how important Steam Engine is, it is still a dead thing. He really can't imagine why Zhao Qingxu is interested in this thing.
"Hahaha..."
In the cell, Kong Hui on the cross slowly raised his head, his left eye covered in blood was cracked, and his smile was full of mockery:
"What do you think?"
As soon as he finished speaking, his head exploded instantly.
In an instant, the candlelight in the room suddenly turned green, and Yin Wind rolled up and whirled with flesh and blood.
A black mist surged out of his mind.
The black mist condensed into a vague human shape and flew straight towards the ceiling engraved with charms - just like moths flying towards the flames.
Not good!
This guy is seeking death!
Li Yan said nothing and threw out Soul Hooking Chain with his backhand.
However, it's already too late.
Tsk!
Soul Extinguishing Talisman is carved on the wall, filled with cinnabar and flowing, as if it is full of blood.
Kong Hui The human-shaped black mist transformed by Yin Soul collided with it and exploded instantly.
In the mist, the last face of Kong Hui appeared, and before the corner of his sarcastic mouth could be raised, the pieces flew away.
In the blink of an eye, Yin Wind quickly calmed down, and there was deathly silence in the cell.
Everyone knows that the imperial court will never let go of this monster Kong Hui.
But he didn't expect that the other party would be so decisive and Yin Soul left his body to seek death.
"This... lords, what should we do?"
Ministry of Justice Minister Wang Yan stopped the brush in his hand and looked at everyone.
"This matter should be reported to the emperor immediately!"
Golden Guard Commander Jiao Wanbao stepped forward with a clanging armor, a gold tiger head on his waist, and his mouth was cold under the firelight. He glanced at it and said in a deep voice, "No one is allowed to leak what happened today!"
"What you say makes sense." Everyone agreed.
This matter is so big that it must be reported to the emperor.
But no one can guarantee whether it will be spread privately.
"Minister Pei, I want to use this person's head to pay tribute to my friend."
Li Yan shook his head slightly and looked at Pei Zongti.
"Hmm."
Pei Zongti was in a confused mood, nodded casually, asked for testimony, and went to the palace with Jiao Wanbao.
Li Yan had already drawn the knife, but his heart moved and he looked at Wu Ba.
Wu Ba said nothing, stepped forward with a sullen face, grabbed Kong Hui's broken head, and pulled it off directly.
Flesh and blood spattered in the dim firelight, and the bones in the broken neck were white.
Everyone asked for wooden boxes and lime, and after burying Kong Hui's head, they left the prison door.
Rumble!
Enforcement Hall The bronze door of the prison rolled open, and the dusk was like blood, splashing on the Chongwen Gate arrow tower.
Li Yan and others looked at the wooden box and felt it was a little ridiculous.
The notorious "Rotten Document Mister" Kong Hui finally chose to commit suicide.
Perhaps, this former master did not want to continue to be humiliated.
At this moment, several Daoists staggered towards me, half of their faces covered in smoky black ashes:
"Zhao Qingxu was executed at Fuchengmen!"
"How is that possible?!"
Luo MingZi frowned, obviously not believing it.
Although the Daoist was embarrassed, his face was full of joy, "Senior Brother Luo, it's absolutely true!"
"We found the mechanism left by demon Kong Hui. Just as we were about to crack it, a man came to stop him. He was exactly as Young Hero Li said. He was wearing a mask and holding a folding fan. His Daoism was very strange. But he didn't expect that Commandery Commandant Office's gun team was also there."
"Thirty Divine Firearm volleys were fired until there was no soul left!"
Luo MingZi shook his head and said, "Nonsense..."
Before he finished speaking, he was stopped by Li Yan, who smiled and said, "It's fine if you die. Brother Luo can report it to the emperor for a decision."
Luo MingZi understood instantly, waved several Daoists to leave, and then whispered, "Use the trick?"
Of course he didn't believe that Zhao Qingxu would die so easily.
Most likely they were faking their own deaths to let them relax their vigilance and plot Qiankun Academy things.
"Well, this person is cunning, don't try to alert the snake..."
Li Yan lowered his head, then raised his eyes to the west sky, where the setting sun was sinking into the ink clouds, spreading like spilled cinnabar on the rice paper.
Compared to Zhao Qingxu, he wanted to know more at this moment how he could make the emperor so interested...
Then how far has Steam Engine's research gone?
But before that, there's still something to do.
"Let's go back to Cangzhou first to worship Brother Wu!"
"Pan Peach Gathering" was destroyed, the building layout was uprooted, Kong Hui died, and Zhao Qingxu will not show up for a while.
They happened to take this opportunity to go to Cangzhou.
And Li Yan also knows that Steam Engine's incident will definitely cause quite a stir...
Inside Hall of Mental Cultivation, the palace lantern is swaying.
The shadows of Pei Zongti and Jiao Wanbao trail long on the cold gold bricks.
The two of them held their breath and poured out all the testimony that Kong Hui Yin Soul had revealed before it disappeared:
"The demon Zhao Qingxu may have faked his death! His real body has disappeared and he is plotting Qiankun Academy..."
"Click!"
The emperor Xiao Qixuan cracked his knuckles, causing the imperial paperweight to collapse into fine lines.
He looked gloomy and then sneered, "Okay, okay, it seems that the palace has become a sieve."
"The sin of an old slave."
Directorate of Ceremonial Big Diao Zhao Wujiu quickly knelt on the ground.
"It's good to know!"
Xiao Qixuan gave Xiao Qixuan a cold look, obviously very angry and not looking good towards Zhao Wujiu.
He glanced at the two people below, took a deep breath, and said, "Declaration: The demon leader has been killed, the nine-door night ban will be lifted immediately, and Golden Guard will withdraw from the market!"
"According to the order!"
Jiao Wanbao's Adam's apple rolled, knowing that the emperor would also take advantage of his plan.
Sure enough, Xiao Qixuan followed up with a series of orders:
"On the outer wall of the academy, no more soldiers are allowed to be sent. However, within a hundred steps, the cavalry will hide in armor and the social order will sneak up!"
"Jianmu Demon Man has arranged this in the capital. Someone must help. Follow the clues and don't let anyone go!"
"Let Huo Yin personally control the academy, but a monster shows up, kill him!"
"Yes, His Majesty."
Due to the Jinmen rebellion, the imperial court sent naval forces to inspect the rivers.
The water bandits were dormant, but the Cao Gang speedboat was unimpeded. Li Yan and his party arrived in Cangzhou in only two days.
Haze shrouded the canal, and Wu Qu stood alone in the wilderness in front of the new tombstone, with not a single blade of grass growing.
Among the offerings, there were piles of paper ashes, and the wine, meat and cakes were slightly shiny with oil.
Wu Ba's face was as heavy as water. He unwrapped the pale wooden box of oil paper as white as a shroud, turned his palm, and Kong Hui's head rolled down like a rotten melon into the dust and mud.
Those turbid, dead eyes stared straight at the iron-gray Cangzhou city wall in the distance.
"Brother Wu, wait and see!"
Li Yan tilted the pot, and the line of clear wine poured out from the spout, overflowing Kong Hui's withered hair and immersed in the burnt yellow soil.
"The person who harmed you has been killed"
Halfway through his words, his knuckles tightly gripping the handle of the pot suddenly tightened.
At this time, what is the use of more words?
Although revenge is avenged, the person has passed away, and his soul is scattered and returned to the void.
Li Yan shook his head, sighed softly, and poured half a bottle of remaining wine onto the cold stone tablet.
Wu Ba next to him knelt down and kowtowed, making a few dull thuds and making the loess dent.
The paper money curled and flew in the flames, turning into black butterflies swirling in the sky.
Iron Lion Wu Zhong was also beside him, his curly beard and white beard trembling slightly in the new wind.
Staring at Kong Hui's tattered head, he was silent for a while, then sighed and looked at Wu Ba:
"That bastard only had your name on his lips before he died! Follow me back to the village. The bastard's mantle will belong to you from now on!"
Li Yan was slightly startled. "Senior, this... is probably against the rules?"
The inheritance of Wu Qu is not only Opening Gate Eight Extremes, but also the secret inheritance of the Hua Guang Sect.
Hua Guang Sect respects Five Manifestations Hua Guang Great Emperor, which is what the people call Lord Ma. The inheritance of the teachings is valuable, and Wu Ba is a mandrill after all.
"Bird rules!"
Wu Zhong snorted coldly, "How many times have you wiped their butts for them? Once a person dies, half a ghost will not come back!"
"Laozi is too lazy to keep the commandments! What, are you just cowardly?"
Li Yan's eyes flashed, and he immediately pushed Wu Ba forward, cupped his fists and said loudly, "I will follow what my senior said!"
This old lion is fearless, and they are naturally even more fearless.
Hua Guang Sect Martial arts are fierce and violent, and are mostly spread in the south and Jianghu Martial World.
If someone really wants to provoke someone in the future, the worst thing they can do is confront them.
Not long after, the Wu family's mansion.
In the front hall, the memorial tablets of ancestors of the Wu family are listed solemnly, with candle shadows flickering.
Entering the back hall, there is a stern altar: a huge statue of the god in the middle, with vertical eyes on the forehead, a red face and three eyes, and brilliant golden armor. It is the "Five Manifestations Hua Guang Great Emperor God". On the left and right, slightly lower, are the inscriptions "Thousand-Mile Eyes God" and "Wind-Following Ears God".
"The Huaguang lineage, with martial arts as its bones, uses the horse Marshal to control the power of thunder and fire, Five Thunder Method is especially fierce..."
Wu Zhong's loud sound vibrated like a copper bell. Wu Ba was kneeling in front of the altar with his head buried deeply and a red cloth covering his head connected to the altar.
"There is a difference between teaching the teachings in the literary world and teaching techniques in martial arts circles..."
"Enter my door wall, and the 'Master Man' will be unstoppable on the 79th and 49th day! Recite the mantra every day to avoid filth and keep purity..."
"My Wu family majors in Five Thunder Strike, with special emphasis on Shadow Strike, Secret Strike, and counter-killing techniques..."
The mantra was solemn, and Li Yan and others stood quietly in the courtyard, waiting silently.
"Tsk, tsk, the big man has inherited the inheritance, and his strength will definitely reach a higher level..."
Sha LiFei shook his head and whispered, "Yan XiaoGe, I'll be back in the capital in a few days. How about we go directly to the Qiankun Academy."
Lu San glanced at it and said, "Why are you so anxious? There are so many people there, I find it annoying."
"You can't say that."
Sha LiFei pulled Lu San's sleeve with a playful smile, "Brothers Lu San, you are not in a hurry, but my matter has not been settled yet. I heard from Fatty Lin that there are many good things in the college warehouse. If I want to get the gun, I can only ask Qiankun Academy."
Li Yan frowned and said, "Qiankun Academy is very busy. I'm afraid it's hard to find a master for making weapons."
"Don't worry."
Sha LiFei whispered, "Kuai Dayou, that boy has already agreed to help me. There are not many people in Beijing who are more powerful than him."
Wang Dao Xuan was surprised, "When did you get involved with him?"
Sha LiFei chuckled and said, "This boy is also a stubborn person. When he saw my book that day, he insisted on asking questions. Not to mention, thanks to this boy, I have a chance to refine the magical weapon and gun..."
"Okay, don't rush."
Li Yan looked toward the capital, shook his head and said, "When we get to the Qiankun Academy, we'll find Zhao Qingxu first."
Thinking of Zhao Qingxu, he felt a headache.
This person is extremely mysterious, and everyone Jianmu meets now has his roots.
This guy is the only one whose skills are unheard of.
What is the origin...
Within Mystic Sacrificial Official Enforcement Hall, Scripture Pavilion.
The musty smell of camphor wood and old paper permeated the air.
The candlelight was dim, Kong Shangzhao's knuckles passed over the brittle pages of a book called "Da Zhong Xiangfu Bianliang Anecdote Record", and his eyes suddenly froze on the entry "Yizhou Jiaozi Office Paper Demon". The ink on the yellowed rice paper was like blood:
"In the third year of Tianxi, Yizhou Jiaozi Office Treasury official died suddenly..."
"He was a man who loved money as much as his life. When he died, he had tens of thousands of 'Jiaozi' coins in his possession that were not burnt when redeemed. His resentment was attached to the cinnabar seal on the face of the ticket."
"After that, every night at midnight, a faceless human figure crawls out of the ticket, specializing in devouring the essence of copper coins, and he will say that 'the world's wealth is Chinese Angelica one'..."
He was suddenly stunned, took the confession from cell Kong Hui to check, and murmured:
"It's not a human being. It's really not a human being. How could it be..."