Practice begins with immortality

Bai Xinyuan brought everyone to the Qianqing Palace, only to see an old man who looked to be about fifty years old in the main hall of the palace. This man was the Green King Zhang Xuanqing!

He was wearing a black robe, with a stern face and eyes as sharp as an eagle, and he exuded an invisible aura of oppression.

"Your Highness, Prince Qing, I haven't seen you for many years. I didn't expect you to have reached the Great Perfection stage. But you came out to see me so openly. Is there something you can rely on?"

Bai Xinyuan said calmly, her voice calm and powerful, as if everything was under control.

"Humph, do I have to do it secretly to take back my Zhang family's foundation?"

Zhang Xuanqing snorted coldly, his voice full of majesty and confidence, which made people feel awe.

Immediately, a dozen people appeared behind him, all of them were famous martial arts masters from all over the place! The weakest of them were only at the minor stage of training.

"Zhang Qian with the Mixed Heaven Stick, Tie Jian with the Iron-Smelting Hand, Shi Zhen with the Short Axe and Shen Ting with the Long Axe... and even the brothel owner Lin Yusheng. It turns out that they went to the Yeyu Club after the Baihua Tower was destroyed." Bai Xinyuan read out the names of the enemies in front of him with a smile on his face and in a relaxed tone.

However, when the name "Lin Yusheng" was mentioned, the old woman named Lin Yusheng immediately became furious, her eyes filled with hatred and anger.

She gnashed her teeth and cursed, "Bai Xinyuan, you traitorous bastard! I came here today to skin you alive and tear out your tendons, to avenge the extermination of our clan and the hatred of my escape for over a decade!"

Facing Lin Yusheng's curses, Bai Xinyuan showed no fear at all. Instead, she smiled disdainfully and replied, "Prince Qing, if these are the only people you rely on, then you underestimate me!"

At this time, although the masters behind Bai Xinyuan had only achieved a small level of success in their training, they were all wearing heavy armor and looked majestic.

Moreover, Bai Xinyuan had already secretly mobilized the secret guards he had trained over the years - an elite force composed of 300 external forging and 100 internal training masters. They were all wearing heavy armor, holding sharp weapons, and ready to go.

"Amitabha, Mr. Bai is a bit too quick to speak." An old voice rang out, and a white-bearded monk slowly walked out of the crowd. This man was none other than the martial arts master of Huangjue Temple, Master Wukong!

"Master Wukong, is Huangjue Temple also going to be involved in this matter?" Bai Xinyuan said with a gloomy face.

"Amitabha, Mr. Bai, the land of Xuan Kingdom originally belonged to the Zhang royal family. As the saying goes, it is better to resolve a feud than to create one. Please return the property to its original owner and disperse the soldiers outside the palace."

Master Wukong clasped his hands together and spoke solemnly, but he was troubled in his heart.

"Among the four hundred heavily armored soldiers, the weakest are all externally trained warriors, and among them there are a hundred internally trained warriors. I'm afraid there will be more fighting soon. Damn it, if Li Tingfeng hadn't suddenly changed his mind, the situation would not have come to this!" He cursed inwardly.

"Master Wukong is wrong. Yuan'er is also a descendant of the Zhang family. Why do you want me to return the property to its original owner?" Bai Xinyuan said with a sneer.

"He is just a puppet of yours, Bai Xinyuan. The reason you still keep him is because you have not yet completely taken control of the court." Zhang Xuanqing said coldly.

Afterwards, the two sides were in a strange stalemate, no one spoke, and the atmosphere became extremely tense.

……

Not long ago, on the other side, on the way to the Yangxin Palace, Kunji Hongxiu, who was sent together with Huang Bairen to escort Zhang Yuanchang, had died. On the side, Huang Bairen and Zhang Yuanchang were observing their surroundings with a vigilant look on their faces.

"The one who killed these two people without me noticing must be a martial arts master!" Huang Bairen said to himself in fear.

Then, he clasped his hands together and said loudly to the people around him: "Junior Huang Bairen greets senior. Senior, please come out and talk. I will tell you everything I know!"

Then, a man in black robe appeared not far in front of him. It was Wang Bai.

"Commander Huang, do you still remember what happened in Yunshan County?"

Upon hearing this, Huang Bairen's eyes widened immediately, and he said in disbelief: "Could it be that you are..."

Then, he shook his head again, smiled bitterly and said, "If that's the case, then this is my retribution."

Then he seemed to have made up his mind, and said with a heavy heart: "Senior, I am willing to commit suicide to atone for my sins. Please spare my wife, children and elders."

"Yes, but I want you to tell me what will happen in the palace tonight. You should know something from your position of power."

"...The Queen Mother and the Prince of Qing have always wanted to defeat each other to seize the throne, and each wants to obtain the remaining fragments of the Yama Map. There are three fragments of the Yama Map in total, one for each of the Queen Mother and the Prince of Qing, and the whereabouts of the other is currently unknown. A major battle may take place in the Qianqing Palace soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Bairen committed suicide by breaking his own heart meridian.

Afterwards, Wang Bai left towards the Qianqing Palace.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Yuanchang immediately knelt on the ground and said, "Junior Zhang Yuanchang greets you, Senior. I would like to ask you to help me. I am willing to..."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Bo had already left. Seeing this, Zhang Yuanchang immediately followed him in the direction of the Qianqing Palace.