I am Zhao Zhijing, a poor Taoist priest, and I have disciples all over the world.

In order to comprehend the sword skills taught by his master, Yang Guo once studied the Book of Changes diligently, so he was no stranger to the principles of the Five Elements and the Eight Trigrams, and of mutual generation and mutual restraint.

In addition, he was very talented, and in just half an hour, he had learned twelve of the thirty-six changes of the stone formation.

"Yes, with just these dozen transformations, we are more than enough to protect ourselves or trap King Jinlun."

Huang Rong was delighted to see that Yang Guo had an amazing understanding. If they could really deal with King Jinlun and his group, then Xiangyang would be even safer.

"Junior Sister, Fu'er, you two must also remember to listen carefully to my orders when changing the formation, and never be careless."

When Huang Rong was instructing Yang Guo and the other two on how to fight the enemy, Zhao Zhijing was listening quietly beside them.

Now that he has this rock formation to rely on, Zhao Zhijing can go to the Jueqing Valley tonight to investigate and see what is going on with Zhou Botong and Xiaolongnu.

When it was completely dark, Zhao Zhijing changed into night clothes, borrowed Cheng Ying's mask, and prepared to set off.

"Master Zhao, please be careful. I think Gongsun Zhi dared to summon the masters from both Song and Meng at the same time. He must have some tricks and precautions."

Zhao Zhijing nodded and said, "Thank you for the reminder, Chief Huang. I don't think King Jinlun will wait quietly."

"Gongsun Zhi hasn't revealed his true intentions yet. If something unexpected happens while I'm away, you might as well take the opportunity to make a big fuss."

After the two of them finished talking, Zhao Zhijing took advantage of the night to start his action.

Because tomorrow is Gongsun Zhi's wedding day, the Jueqing Valley has already started to be decorated with lights and lanterns, and the disciples who are busy running various affairs do not stop until late at night.

"The security is really tight, which makes it a little difficult to deal with."

Zhao Zhijing walked all the way to the stone house where he met guests during the day. The alchemy room, sword pavilion and the secret room where people were imprisoned should all be in this huge stone house.

But there were two disciples guarding the door. If he wanted to go in immediately, he had to knock them down first.

While he was hesitating, two people happened to walk out of the stone house, an old man and a young girl, they were Fan Yiweng and Gongsun Lue'e.

"Big Brother, the four hundred year old Ganoderma lucidum that my father needs to serve to the guests tomorrow has been destroyed by the old naughty boy. What should we do?"

Fan Yiweng said with a hint of anger in his tone: "It's a pity that our fishing net formation didn't trap him. And our master's wedding cannot be delayed."

"I think the two guests who came today are not good people. There may be more trouble tomorrow. As for whether we can get the Ganoderma lucidum, it is not very important."

Gongsun Lu'e never showed any emotion when entertaining guests, but now she couldn't help but sigh: "Ever since Dad brought that girl back, there has not been a single peaceful day in the valley."

"Little Junior Sister, be careful with your words. How can we, as disciples, make arbitrary assumptions about how our Master will act?"

Gongsun Lue'e knew that the eldest senior brother was much older than her father, but she respected her father the most and never allowed anyone in the valley to slander her father.

If I didn't have a daughter, I would have been punished by the eldest senior brother as soon as I said that, so I stopped talking immediately.

Zhao Zhijing had profound internal strength and sharp ears and eyes. Although they were still some distance apart, he still heard most of the conversation between the two.

"Zhou Botong has indeed escaped. Given his temper, he will surely act like a child and take revenge. This will increase our chances of success."

At this moment, Zhao Zhijing suddenly found someone approaching from behind. The footsteps were so light and slow that it would be difficult for others to notice.

"Who?"

With a thought in mind, Zhao Zhijing quickly pointed out from under his ribs, but although he had already touched the target, there was no force at all. In order to conceal his whereabouts as much as possible, he could not use his full strength, so when he missed the target, Zhao Zhijing immediately dodged and distanced himself.

"Shh!"

The man saw Zhao Zhijing's finger flash and vaguely guessed his identity. He put his finger to his mouth to make a silence gesture, then reached out with a smile to pull off the mask on Zhao Zhijing's face.

The next afternoon, big red lanterns were hung all over the Jueqing Valley, and the originally simple decorations were replaced with brocade and silk. The sound of drums and music was heard incessantly on the road leading to the main hall.

Zhao Zhijing and his group of six were the distinguished guests attending the ceremony, so they were still led by Fan Yiweng and came to the stone house again yesterday.

King Jinlun and his companions arrived a moment earlier and were already sitting in the house. In addition, other mountain dwellers living in the Jueqing Valley also came to congratulate them.

"Master Zhao, it seems that man has succeeded."

After encountering the mysterious man last night, Zhao Zhijing's original plan was completely overturned. Fortunately, the man was a friend, not an enemy, and was now present.

After Huang Rong learned about this, she was surprised and felt it was a bit risky, but she couldn't persuade the man to do it, so when she saw that the man had succeeded, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Zhijing smiled and nodded, as if he was sincerely congratulating a couple who were about to get married, but in fact he was thinking in his heart: "Gongsun Zhi is getting married, and you are here."

Not long after everyone sat down, Gongsun Zhi walked out slowly in a bright red wedding gown, followed by the bride in a phoenix crown and bridal bridal gown, but the bright red veil covered her entire face, so her features could not be seen clearly.

Although Huang Rong had heard of Li Mochou's name for a long time, she had never seen her in person. She looked at her carefully and then asked Zhao Zhijing with a questioning look.

Zhao Zhijing shook his head slowly. He looked at the bride's figure and it seemed like he had seen her somewhere before, but it didn't seem to be Li Mochou.

"Since Xiao Long Nu said that she came to Jue Qing Valley to pay her respects because she received an invitation from Senior Sister, then no matter whether the bride is Li Mochou or not, she must be related to her."

As for King Jinlun, most of his attention was on Zhao Zhijing and Huang Rong, and he didn't care at all about who the bride was.

"Ah, yes."

When Zhao Zhijing saw King Jinlun staring at him, he suddenly remembered that Li Mochou had assassinated many Mongolian dignitaries in succession over a period of time in order to sow discord between Song and Mongolia.

There might be someone in King Jinlun's group who had met her before, so in order to avoid any further complications, Gongsun Zhi temporarily replaced the bride.

"Or maybe he used Li Mochou's name to seduce Xiao Longnu, but the person Gongsun Zhi wanted to marry was not Li Mochou at all?"

Zhao Zhijing couldn't be completely sure, so he simply stopped thinking about it. He had already made sufficient preparations and was just waiting to see the opponent's moves.

After a while, three salutes were fired from the open space outside the house, and the wedding master shouted loudly, "The auspicious time has arrived!"

"The newlyweds bow to heaven and earth."

"No worship!"

Suddenly a shout came from the corner, shaking the candlelight in the room and making a buzzing sound. It was obvious that the person who made the shout had a very strong cultivation level.

Gongsun Zhi heard someone trying to stop them, but it was not from Zhao Zhijing or King Jinlun. He was surprised and immediately looked in the direction of the voice.

Gongsun Lu'e was seen supporting a hunchbacked old man and walking slowly out of the corner. The old man covered his head and face with a veil and walked very slowly. If there was no one to support him, he would not be able to move at all.

"Gongsun Zhi, don't you recognize me?" (End of this chapter)