After practicing to the Pure Yang Wuji, I found that it was a strange world

In the Pear Blossom Garden, Madam Hua brought several people to a private box.

This box was filled with crabapple flowers, and a unique fragrance filled the air.

The utensils in all four places are made of thousand-year-old pear wood. There are swords hanging on the walls on both sides, and a painting on the other side.

This is a fine house.

But He Qing looked at the traces and found that no one had been in this room for a long time.

Madam Hua looked at Fu Huarong, chuckled, and twisted her body.

Today she is dressed more gorgeously than usual, and her posture is even more frivolous, showing off her beauty all the time.

"Mr. Fu, this is the room you used to visit often." Madam Hua smiled sweetly.

Fu Huarong glanced at Madam Hua, with a hint of apology in his eyes, without any other meaning.

"I haven't moved into this room since you left."

"I just can't believe how that once brilliant swordsman could have fallen to this state."

There seemed to be a hint of regret in Hua Niangzi's voice.

"Sorry, Hana-san."

"What's the big deal? There's nothing to apologize for. All these years have passed, and the past has turned into dust in the course of time."

Madam Hua spoke to He Qing frankly.

"When I was still young, I saw Mr. Fu, such a handsome swordsman. How could a young girl not be moved when she met a great hero?"

"It's just a pity that Mr. Fu didn't think highly of me back then, alas."

Mrs. Hua's attitude was relaxed and at ease, and she had truly let go of the past.

"Mr. Fu, this room will not be reserved for you from now on."

"It's my duty." said Fu Huarong.

Listening to what Madam Hua said, Fu Huarong seemed to recall what happened in the past, but he felt a little lost in his heart.

"Today we are not going to talk about these things. I am just trying to start a conversation. You two should have a good chat. I will pour tea and wine for you two."

After saying this, Madam Hua walked out swayingly.

After a while, he brought in a pot of tea, a pot of wine, and asked a maid to bring in some dishes.

Fu Huarong put aside the inexplicable thoughts in his mind and looked at He Qing.

"When the True Lord made his move, there was indeed an extraordinary response. With just these two moves, so many people were shocked and scared into a cold sweat."

"Let them understand that this world does not belong to them, and there are people who can control them."

Fu Huarong first said a few nice words.

He Qing waved his hand. He didn't care about these nice words.

He only cared about what hatred and grudge this person had against Zhao Wuji.

He Qing took a sip of the spirit wine, while Madam Hua watched quietly by the side without interrupting. She arranged flowers or poured tea from time to time like a maid.

Fu Huarong was silent for a moment after he finished speaking.

Then he spoke.

"My hatred with Zhao Wuji is a long-standing one, which has lasted for ten years. Once upon a time, I had a daughter with a woman."

"My daughter was kidnapped by the Qinglong Gang when I was traveling. The man behind the Qinglong Gang is Zhao Wuji."

"When I found her, she had already..."

Having said that, Fu Huarong clenched his fists, veins bulged on his face, and his face turned red.

He took a few deep breaths before he calmed down.

He Qing glanced at Madam Hua.

Madam Hua nodded.

"Mr. Fu is right. He has tried to seek revenge several times before, but all to no avail. Instead, he was injured and had to flee in panic."

He Qing understood clearly.

He asked Madam Hua to come over because she was well-informed and could figure out some things.

"In that case, are you willing to kill Zhao Wuji with your own hands?"

When Fu Huarong heard this, his eyes suddenly became extremely sharp.

"I have been raising swords for ten years just for this day. Why should I be afraid?"

"That's good."

In addition to Fu Huarong, there are some other people who took the initiative to contact us, but they are not important.

In a battle of this level, only Fu Huarong, a sword cultivator at the Dharmakāya level, can take on the responsibility.

Even after making these preparations, it is still not enough.

Killing Zhao Wuji is just a small matter. The most crucial thing is the person behind Zhao Wuji.

The most crucial thing is to use Zao Wou-Ki to lure out the talent behind him.

After they finished talking, they just walked out of the box.

He Qing felt an extremely hot gaze.

His spiritual perception was extremely sharp, and he looked over immediately.

But I found that the sight quickly disappeared.

He Qing still found the owner of that gaze.

A young man with an extremely pale face, surrounded by guards.

The young man looked like he had just recovered from a serious illness.

However, He Qing keenly realized that this was a sign of his power being wasted.

He Qing narrowed his eyes.

It seems that he has offended quite a few people recently.

Although these people should be punished, and it is not me who is punishing them.

Then the result is simple.

The Danxia sect that punished them, and the First Rank Post Zhu Hongzhen, were both too powerful and they could not afford to offend them.

So he shifted his focus to himself.

"So that's how it is. It's actually like that."

He Qing didn't care.

If they feel they are weak, then come on.

He Qing went out and did not return home.

The last time he visited Fairy Hanyue, although he did not achieve his goal, he did find a way forward.

This time, he planned to visit the two biggest local gods.

These two gods are naturally not the so-called city gods.

But it was Xuanwei Thunder God and Red Flame God.

The cultivation levels of these two gods are unfathomable.

He Qing naturally had to visit these two top bosses.

He Qing took Hu Yue'er all the way to the temple of the Red Flame God.

This temple is located next to the Xinchao River in the city and is bustling with people.

When he arrived at the temple of the Red Flame God, He Qing found a convoy parked outside.

A noble lady in luxurious clothes got out of the leading carriage. Besides that, there was another person with great majesty and a loud human aura, who transformed into the phantom of a jade unicorn.

The luck of the Jade Unicorn spread across the sky like a bright light.

All of a sudden, all the spiritual energy around was swept away, and all the practitioners felt that they were unable to mobilize any magic power.

He Qing narrowed his eyes.

He had also met officials from other counties, but none of them had such terrifying luck.

Even when Pei Yan was appointed General Huwei, his luck had never been so prosperous.

Even Yang Zhenyue's luck does not have such charm.

It’s just because the title of Jiangnan County Governor is too great and the position is too important.

Jiangnan County is a famous county in the world, gathering the fortune of the world and siphoning the surrounding scenery.

As the prefect of Jiangnan County, he also carries people's respect and luck, which is something that no god general can compare to.

Even He Qing, who was standing here, could vaguely sense a sense of oppression.

However, for the other practitioners, it is naturally impossible to mobilize any power.

But for He Qing, it is of little use.

The strange power in his body cannot be suppressed by human destiny.

He Qing narrowed his eyes and became cautious.

These court officials cannot be underestimated.

This time, He Qing offended not only Zhao Wuji, but also a large number of court officials. The power these people could mobilize was by no means trivial.

It is only natural that where there are advantages there are disadvantages.

But these things must be done.

He Qing must first eliminate these potential helpers of the Holy Sun Cult.

Otherwise, if a real fight breaks out, we will suffer a great loss.

Get these people out of office before a fight breaks out.

When Zhu Hongzhen comes to power, he can attack and defend the aliens.
He Qing and the governor of Jiangnan County looked at each other.

The other party obviously recognized He Qing, but did not show any hatred. Instead, he smiled at He Qing.

"Husband, what's wrong?"

Zhao Jinyan turned around and said casually.

"It's okay, I just met someone familiar."

"Why don't you invite the other party over to discuss in detail?"

"No need, we are just casual acquaintances, we are not familiar with each other."

As they spoke, several people walked into the temple.

He Qing watched them walk in, and then he took Hu Yue'er into the temple.

The temple of Lord Chiyan is huge, with many courtyards and many believers.

He Qing brought Hu Yue'er to a side hall and burned incense for the Red Flame God.

As soon as the incense was lit, He Qing felt something.

The statue of the god holding a candle suddenly lit up, with divine light lingering around it.

It is obvious that the god has descended to earth.

"Which god are you?"

He Qingyuan's spirit appeared.

I saw that the still majestic soul was also surrounded by divine light, and there was vaguely a big sun in the sky, surrounded by stars, and the divine light was overflowing and extremely sacred.

"I am the True Lord Wuji, and I am honored to meet the Divine Lord."

As soon as he finished speaking, a ray of spiritual light appeared and the power of guidance came.

He Qing and Hu Yue'er fell into an unfamiliar space.

This is a volcanic area, and the heat rises blazingly high.

I saw different flames swirling in every crater.

These flames are actually the spiritual fires and divine fires that are circulated in the secular world.

He Qing even saw the Samadhi True Fire and the Sun True Fire in it.

However, these two flames obviously lacked true meaning and were only for show, but were unable to reveal their true power.

If one wants to borrow a trace of the true Sun Fire and Samadhi Fire, one must have extremely high cultivation level to achieve it.

This whole world was filled with flames.

Only under a crater was there a simple courtyard, where a man wearing a bamboo hat was sitting.

The face of Lord Chiyan was very plain, as if he was just a random person pulled out from the street.

But no one dared to underestimate him.

He Qing walked into the courtyard and bowed to Hu Yue'er.

Lord Chiyan looked at He Qing with interest.

"It's you. You just arrived in Jiangnan County not long ago, and you've caused so many troubles?"

He Qinglue admitted it with some embarrassment.

"Even the Chunyang Taoist Palace has awakened for you. If you have any problems, go to the Chunyang Taoist Palace and the Danxia Sect. They will agree to your request. Why would you look for an old man like me who loves to play with fire?"

Before becoming a god, Lord Chiyan was also one of the top practitioners in the world.

As a result, when He Qing chatted with him, there was no sense of god-like majesty at all, but rather it was as if he was talking to a fellow practitioner.

"It's not the Lord's business, but it's the business of the people of Dawn and the people of the world."

If you want to become a god and gain the power to live as long as the sky, the price you have to pay is not low.

That's freedom.

Even the Red Flame God had to be worshipped with incense when he achieved deity status.

Without the incense offerings, it would have been difficult for him to survive in the Qingxuan Realm for so long.

On some levels, he is even the agent of the Qingxuan Realm's Heavenly Dao.

As humanity flourishes today, the proportion of human beings in the way of heaven naturally increases.

Lord Chiyan was observing He Qing.

A person like He Qing naturally made him curious.

As a deity, he has many believers all over the world, so he is naturally well-informed and knows what is happening in Guangyuan Prefecture.

Not only was He Qing emitting divine light as vast as the sea, he also had a hidden terrifying power that was like a spring breeze blowing on his face in front of his divine power, which forced him to be cautious.

The status of Lord Chi Yan is extremely high. In some aspects, he is no worse than the Pure Yang cultivators.

In terms of Shinto's status, his position is only weaker than that of the Four Emperors and some ancestor-level figures among the demons, ghosts and monsters in Buddhism and Taoism.

"Tell me."

He Qing repeated what he had said before.

Lord Chiyan suddenly fell into deep thought.

His brows were extremely stern and he suddenly became serious.

Lord Chiyan has a long history, much longer than Fairy Hanyue.

He even had some contact with the last days of the Sun God.

“Is there any definite evidence?”

He Qing waved his hand, and a ray of true yang fire from the sun lit up in his hand.

"Here's the proof."

He Qing's solar divine fire was filled with too many changes in the solar rules and was extremely sacred.

The eyes of Lord Chiyan lit up.

"Also, what you did was good. Zhao Jinyan came here just now and asked for a talisman. Humph, who do you think I am? You still have the nerve to ask for a talisman from me."

The Red Flame God had a mocking look on his face.

"Okay, if you need anything later, just call me and I will show up."

The Red Flame God began to drive people away.

He didn't seem to enjoy talking to people.

Even in the divine realm, there is not a single living being except him.

He is really a nerd who loves playing with fire.

After getting the promise, He Qing left.

Back to reality, looking at the majestic demeanor of the statue of Red Flame God, He Qing couldn't help but laugh.

After all, the contrast is really too great.

If these believers knew the true appearance of Lord Red Flame, how would they react?

On the way back, it suddenly started to drizzle again.

At the same time, a haze made the sky extremely gloomy.

"During these days, you should stay in Huo Ling'er's Dao Palace Spirit Realm."

"Ah?" Hu Yue'er opened her mouth and looked at He Qing pitifully.

“It’s too boring in there.”

He Qing didn't reply.

Looking at the haze in the sky, He Qing's heart seemed to be shrouded in a layer of haze.

With his current spiritual perception, this feeling cannot be wrong.

So it is obvious that a mysterious premonition came to my mind.

Something is bound to happen these days.

It's fine for He Qing himself, but the worry is that someone will target the people around him.

Hu Yue'er is an obvious weakness.

"Be obedient and go ahead."

After returning home, He Qing contacted the first-rank marquis Zhu Hongzhen again.

He is He Qing's closest interest alliance now. (End of this chapter)