I'm not a fortune teller.

Chapter 130: Is the Grandmaster's spot real?

"So you're quitting?"

Inside the prince's bedroom, the prince sat gloomily in front of a bronze mirror, and in the mirror was the image of Minister Qi!

"Do you still want me to force myself on that woman?"

"She didn't take the initiative to attack you, which means that she may not be able to ignore the Four Spirits, maybe just like you."

"That should be the case." The prince yawned, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

She came from the underworld and was born with such eyes, so she can see any underworld gods in the world, including the four spirits guarding the imperial palace. The four spirits cannot guarantee that anyone in the imperial palace who casts a spell can be killed in the first place, they also need reaction time. The reason why it seems that someone will be killed the moment a spell is cast is because the four spirits have an extremely wide field of vision, and their own speed is fast enough, so when they find that you can cast a spell, they have already rushed to your side, and as long as you dare to continue, you will be killed.

Therefore, it is not completely impossible to cast spells or use the abilities of warriors in the palace. The prerequisite is to avoid the sight of the Four Spirits. This is a fantasy for those who cannot see the Four Spirits.

He could perform spells on a small scale, and he could always stop before the four spirits looked over. The reason was that he could see the four spirits and could keenly observe their blind spots.

"There is only one person in the world who possesses the Eye of Hades like you, and that person is from the Shen family. Logically, there shouldn't be a second one. Could that woman also be from the underworld?"

"I don't know." The prince half-lay on the chair, acting like a weird woman. "No one knew how many things came out of the underworld back then, but I should be able to guess the origins of most of them as long as I take a look. The only exception is that woman. I really don't know where she came from. If she really came out of the underworld, then there is only one thing that fits her."

"What is it?" Mr. Qi asked hurriedly.

Now that the big thing is about to be settled, that woman is mysterious and unpredictable. Apart from the plan, the most important thing is to find out where she comes from.

"Meng Po." The prince said faintly.

"Meng Po?" Old Qi was stunned. "Is she the one who gave the dead souls the soup of rebirth as rumored?"

"Um"

"Is that one very different?" Old Qi was a little confused. In all the myths about the underworld, the presence of Meng Po was not low, but not high either. It seemed that apart from giving people soup, there were no other legends about her.

"That one is very special." The prince looked at the bronze mirror and said quietly, "Anyone who drinks her soup will lose their memory, including the most dangerous prisoners in the underworld."

"Loss of memory? That's not your method?"

"So I've always wanted to meet that person." The prince smiled slightly.

Old Qi nodded: "If it is that person, does she have the ability to stop him from ascending the throne?"

"Theoretically, no." The prince shook his head. "Those who escaped from the underworld have lost their fundamental power. Without the support of the underworld, no matter how powerful the Yin God is, it is just a paper tiger, unless it can be supported by a powerful human world. For example, the Judge is so powerful now because it has the support of the Great Jin Dynasty. If this woman wants to deal with the national-level Yin God, she must at least have a similar human force behind her. But do you think there is still such a force in the world?"

"Maybe not." Old Qi's eyes were full of worry.

They are only in the early stages of exploring many secrets of this world. On the surface, the Jin Dynasty controls the most resources, but no one knows whether there are organizations secretly worshipping powerful Yin gods. Of course, a large amount of resources is difficult to hide, but that does not mean it cannot be hidden at all.

For example, the Painting Market, with its unique characteristics, has it not mastered excellent resources over the past thousand years? The Lord of the Painting Spirit is said to have the strength of a national guardian Yin God, isn't it also because of the unique ability of the Painting Market to earn resources?
There might be a mysterious force behind that woman supporting her, but we just haven't found any clues.

But no matter what, the arrow has been shot and there is no turning back.

"She is a woman, why does she care so much about the Queen? Is there no clue in the Prince's memory?"

"No." The prince laughed coldly, "The queen dislikes her child as if she dislikes rotten dog shit. If there is really a big secret, she probably won't tell him. But the woman behind the queen is the woman that the emperor thinks about day and night in the imperial study. It's really confusing."

"You should be careful. If there is any danger, you can use it. You must ensure that the coronation tomorrow goes smoothly."

"do not worry"

"I can guarantee that after you ascend the throne, Cui Yan will be yours."

"You must keep your word, Lord Shangshu." The prince smiled seductively, which made Shangshu Qi feel physically uncomfortable. He wiped the bronze mirror directly, and the whole mirror returned to its original state immediately.

The prince touched his face in the bronze mirror, seeming to be lost in thought.

"Meng Po should be dead already."
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"never mind"

In the queen's bedroom, Zhang Rui, who was being held in the arms, was speechless. It seemed that the queen had no intention of letting him go. Was he being plotted against?
"Is the prince dead?" the queen asked while hugging Zhang Rui. Zhang Rui's heart softened when he heard that, and he hugged the queen and sat down in front of the bed: "Not necessarily, at least the body is still the prince's, otherwise that thing would not be able to control the four spirits after he succeeded to the throne."

“I don’t like that kid”

Zhang Rui: “.”

What should I say when a mother doesn't like her own child?
"In fact, it's not entirely because he looks like his father." The Queen leaned over to Zhang Rui's ear and whispered, "After all, he is my own flesh and blood. If he only looks like him, as long as he has a good personality, I should be able to accept it. After all, if you hadn't appeared at the beginning, he might have been my only support."

"Then why?" Zhang Rui was a little confused. He could see that the Queen's disgust for the Prince came from the bottom of her heart.

"He thinks differently from all of you." The queen said faintly, "He is even more disgusting than his father!"

Zhang Rui: “.”

Thinking about the previous performance of the Prince of Beihai, this man is indeed a vicious person. It seems that the Beihai forbidden technique was decided by his subordinates without authorization, but the first thing he did when he woke up was to collude with the evil spirit that killed everyone in the city. Is it possible that he actually agreed to this forbidden technique from the beginning?
"now what?"

"Now that he's suddenly gone, I feel even more scared." The queen hugged Zhang Rui tightly, as if she had lost everything.

Zhang Rui's heart moved and he could no longer hold back and kissed that charming face.

The Queen responded enthusiastically without hesitation.

She didn't know if the man she met would be a man with a more thoughtful mind. She had made a mistake in her judgment and had spent the first half of her life living in a cold harem. She didn't know if this absurd choice would lead to more tragic consequences.
But she didn't want to care anymore.

Since I'm blind, I might as well just pick the best-looking one.
At the end of the Yin hour, the area outside the Suzaku Gate was already bustling with activity.

The succession ceremony should be held at the Circular Mound to offer sacrifices to the ancestors, and then the civil and military officials should support the crown prince to enter the Fengtian Hall from the Qinglong Gate to complete the final succession.

But the current situation obviously does not allow for such complexity, and everything has been kept simple. Even the direction of the entrance has been changed to Suzaku Gate. The fundamental reason for this is that this place is closest to the Jiuqing Yamen, and the Jiuqing officials can awaken the country's guardian Yin God as quickly as possible to prevent any accidents!
Outside the Suzaku Gate, the Duwei Army responsible for the safety of the inner circle and the imperial guards under Hong Lie had already arrived, and Hong Lie had also made early arrangements to support his fellow martial artists.

Among them, Hong Lie's masters Qing Yunzi and Ling Yunzi were both half-step grandmasters from Tianyi Sect. The people from the other five major sects were also half-step grandmasters of the same level as them. The lineup was very powerful. When the Queen Mother of Northern Liao was assassinated, it was just this lineup.

"Master, can our great master really come?" Hong Lie asked in a low voice.

"He can come." Qing Yunzi looked at his favorite disciple with some complexities, "But I am not sure if he will take action. After all, if we are not careful, it may lead to the destruction of the whole family. If we are not absolutely sure, the master will not take action. And he is here too."

"Him?" Hong Lie was stunned, but then he immediately reacted: "The disciple of the Tianyi Sect's leader has not left the sect for twenty years since he was defeated by me. Could it be that he is here this time?"

"You should know that he lost to you because you cheated. Now that he has the chance, why wouldn't he come and get his revenge?"

"What do you mean by cheating?" Hong Lie snorted coldly, "On the battlefield, intrigue and deception are the norm. If you lose, it's because you are not as skilled as others. You still make excuses like a woman."

Qing Yunzi: “.”

"Let's not talk about this for now. What exactly is Zhang's plan? Is your information reliable? Is the prince real or fake?"

"It is indeed fake." Hong Lie nodded, "But whether it can be exposed is a big problem. We can only act according to the situation. If there is no chance, I will not let the sect take risks."

"As long as you understand"

"Also, the Grandmaster quota you mentioned before, is it true or false?"

Hong Lie's face suddenly turned dark when he heard this. He had actually warned Zhang Rui about this. If that kid couldn't produce anything by then, the revenge he would face would be more exaggerated than he had imagined.

Compared with the methods used by the imperial court, the revenge methods used by martial arts sects are sometimes much more violent.

"What he said was true." Hong Lie lowered his head and did not dare to look at his master.

"He said?" Qing Yunzi's beard was crooked with anger. "Do you know that the old man has already spread the word in order to recruit people for you? Now tell me what he said?"

Hong Lie suddenly felt overwhelmed. Just as he was about to explain, a familiar voice came over: "Senior, don't get excited. It was indeed what I said."

Qing Yunzi and Hong Lie both looked back in surprise. When did this kid come over?
"About the Grandmaster." Zhang Rui looked at the other party: "Senior, don't worry!"

(End of this chapter)