Imperial henchmen? Never been struck by the sword of the Six Doors (a secret police agency).

"Is there a difference?"

Bai Xingling paused for a moment before speaking.

The Bodhi Monastery enshrines Prince An, and whatever Prince An says, they will do the same.

"Have."

"And the differences are significant."

Vajra Pestle took a sip of tea and spoke.

“Bodhi Monastery reveres Prince An as its ancestor, but they themselves still seek the path of Zen.”

"They belong to the friendly forces, but they are not part of Prince An's forces. They can be considered as assistants, subordinates, or helpers, but not subordinates."

"This relationship is just like the relationship between Silla and the dynasty."

"But we have come to seek refuge with Prince An and to join his faction."

“Although we seek the Buddhist path, Prince An’s orders are more important than Buddhist teachings.”

"Our relationship with Prince An is the same as the relationship between the Ten Paths of the World and the Great Qian Dynasty."

The Heavenly Dragon Staff then began to explain in a leisurely manner.

"I see."

Bai Xingling realized what he meant after hearing this.

"What is Your Highness's opinion?"

Vajra looked at Li Junsu with a hint of trepidation in his eyes.

If Li Junsu refuses them because of his connection to Shaolin...

He had no confidence in the vajra.

"can."

However, the steady voice soon made Vajra breathe a sigh of relief.

The Heavenly Dragon Staff and the Pure Relic also carried a joyous aura.

"However, I don't have any rules. Just be honest and do your job. Your sects can develop on their own."

Li Junsu then spoke gently.

He had no particular interest in joining the Pure Land School.

The other three major sects are the same; it's a good thing they're willing to join and set up camp around Prince An's residence.

It can make the dynasty more stable, so why not?

As long as they don't do anything outrageous, Li Junsu will simply let his subordinates run wild.

"Don't worry, don't you know our personalities?"

Tianlongzhang smiled and replied very frankly.

“I don’t know your personality, but I do know the personality of the Pure Relic.”

"Be careful she doesn't offend the Supreme One, or he'll come knocking on your door."

Bai Xingling took a sip of tea, sighed with enjoyment, and kindly reminded the Heavenly Dragon Staff and the Vajra Pestle.

“That’s right. If she talks nonsense again next time, I’ll beat you all up too.”

Nuwa nodded, looked at the Heavenly Dragon Staff and the Vajra Pestle, and waved her little pink fist as a warning to them.

Upon hearing this, both of them narrowed their eyes.

Two murderous gazes were fixed directly on the Pure Relic.

"Ancestor, I was wrong. There will be no next time."

Upon seeing this, the Pure Relic naturally admitted its mistake and apologized.

"Forget it, I'm too magnanimous to hold a grudge against a petty person."

Upon seeing this, Nuwa waved her hand.

In other words, she couldn't see the expression on Zhichun Relic's face, otherwise she would definitely have slapped her again.

While apologizing, Zhichun Relic even had time to roll his eyes.

"Just wait, once I have the affinity with Buddhism and have transformed like the Vajra, I'll deal with you."

The purest relic thought to itself.

Nuwa's power temporarily convinced her.

But Nuwa's temperament made her feel like she could do it again.

To deal with a pure relic, one must be like Li Junsu in Lingnan, who had the will to kill and also had a top-tier heavenly soldier like Tian Geng to give the opponent a good beating.

Only if the Pure Relic feels that the being it has provoked has murderous intent and the ability to allow it to be reincarnated will it behave.

Nuwa was gentle and would not take a person's life for a few offensive words.

She only produced this tail because she saw that the Pure Relic was resilient.

This tail looks heavy, but it doesn't actually cause much damage.

The Pure Relic also sensed Nuwa's gentleness, so she began to stir with desire.

Being weak now doesn't mean you'll be weak in the future.

Hedong in thirty years and Hexi in thirty years.

Do not underestimate the strength of our ancestors' army!

That is, they encountered Nuwa, and the Pure Relic was incredibly obedient in front of the Lord of War.

She would even praise the warlord.

There's nothing else to it, this guy really has a bad temper, and he could kill her.

Just as the Pure Relic, believing it possessed strength comparable to the Jade Emperor, began to punch the Lord of War and kick Nuwa, several figures rushed into the hall.

"let go!"

As Yinming ran, he broke free from the hand that was gripping the hem of his clothes held by the Conquest Envoy.

"Let go!"

The envoy's gaze sharpened as he looked at Bi Yuning, who was clinging tightly to his arm.

"Don't let it go!"

The three of them ran into the hall, still entangled.

"Your Highness!"

"Gods... um~"

Yinming's first words concerned matters related to the sacrificial rites to the gods.

However, as soon as he opened his mouth, the envoy covered it.

"Your Highness, Yayu... ugh~"

The envoy covered Yinming's mouth, his tone beneath the mask carrying a hint of self-aggrandizement.

But in the next instant, Biyu Ning held a gray object and slapped it into the eye socket of the Conqueror's mask.

The smell of rotten fermented tofu made the conqueror gag.

"Your Highness, I have already investigated."

"A terrible sacrifice... ugh~"

Biyu Ning crossed her arms and spoke triumphantly.

However, before she could be smug for long, Yin Ming reached out and a red candle slipped out from his sleeve.

Then, Yinming flicked his hand, and the red candle flew directly into Biyuning's mouth, causing her to gag.

Inside the hall, the envoy bent down, intending to remove his mask.

Biyuning, on the other hand, was stuck in her throat by a red candle, unable to go in or out, and kept pounding her chest.

Everyone in the hall was stunned.

"Your Highness, I have investigated the matter of Yayu thoroughly..."

Seeing that the Conquest Envoy and Biyu Ning couldn't speak, Yinming spoke up triumphantly.

This credit belongs to their Shengui Cangzong sect.

They are the most powerful force under Prince An.

Yinming crossed his arms smugly, his legs slightly apart, exuding an air of superiority.

However, his smugness did not last long.

The envoy suddenly kicked upwards, striking Yinming directly between the legs.

"what!"

Yinming jumped up.

For a martial arts master, this place is also his Achilles' heel.

This kick caused everyone present, regardless of gender, to instinctively frown.

The scream brought Li Junsu back to his senses, and he helplessly rubbed his forehead.

He didn't feel angry; instead, he felt a sense of nostalgia.

Although it was noisy, it reminded him of his own chaotic Li family home.

Somewhat nostalgic.

"What did you find out?"

Li Junsu looked at the three Martial Venerables and smiled helplessly.

His voice wasn't loud, but it silenced the three Martial Venerables.

Yinming squeezed his legs together and calmed himself down.

Biyuning simply swallowed the red candle whole.

The envoy in the very center simply removed his mask.

"What the heck?! Are you a man or a woman?!"

Bai Xingling was startled when she saw the face of the Conqueror.

Yin Ming and Bi Yuning looked over upon hearing this, and were also dumbfounded.

Even Li Junsu was taken aback.

Beneath the mask, her face possessed a captivating blend of allure and spirit, with a beauty mark at the corner of her eye adding to her charm.

This face can already be described as a beauty that could bewitch the world.

"Of course I'm a man."

The envoy wiped his mask and rolled his eyes in annoyance.

His gaze was both coquettish and reproachful, giving Bai Xingling goosebumps.

"brother..."

As Yinming looked at the envoy, he had a fleeting feeling that a beautiful woman was right beside him.

"roll."

The envoy, clearly annoyed, kicked Yinming.

He has always worn a mask because of his face.

He felt somewhat gratified when he read about Gao Changgong in later historical records.

It turns out he had like-minded people.

"Your Highness, we have investigated the matter of Yayu thoroughly."

“The Heavenly God Ritual can be held at any time.”

"However... because the time of death of the corpse and the consciousness in Yayu is different... there may be changes when the earth veins are reflected."

"Therefore, we suggest that you... hold a celestial ritual in the North Sea and treat it as a battlefield."

The envoy, wiping his mask, slowly began to speak.

"God's Ceremony?"

"battlefield?"

Both the vajra and the dragon staff looked at Prince An.

Then, they both touched the back of their necks.

If they understood correctly... Jun Su was planning to fight Ya Yu?

With strength below the Martial Venerable level?

"If the Martial Venerable doesn't arrive, will the Supreme Venerable be challenged?"

"Am I still asleep?"

The vajra murmured in his heart.

The Heavenly Dragon Staff reacted much more directly; she slapped herself in the face.

My head is buzzing; I'm sure I'm not dreaming.

"Is a second Jade Emperor really coming?"

The Heavenly Dragon Staff thought to itself.

"Shaolin...has a past grudge with Junsu?"

A thought flashed through the mind of the Heavenly Dragon Staff.

First came the Jade Emperor, then came Prince An.

"Sorry, there's really no way to save him."

Tianlongzhang silently mourned for Shaolin in his heart.

"North Sea?"

Li Junsu was taken aback.

That was the place where Su Wu herded sheep, and also the extremely cold place that Li Ji personally visited.

There is a more beautiful name there.

Vast ocean.

However, historically, this sea was actually called Xiaohai (Little Sea).

The term "Han Hai" refers to the vast desert, specifically the heartland of the Eastern and Western Khanates.

The establishment of the Protectorate here was also for the purpose of better managing foreign civilians.

Although Beihai is vast, it is sparsely populated, and it would not be worthwhile for the emperor to establish a protectorate specifically for it.

At that time, this place was just Xuanque Prefecture, and the emperor only used simple control to ensure the dynasty's strong influence.

Later, when Li Zhi came to power, he merged the Hanhai Protectorate with Xuanque Prefecture, giving it a more famous name.

Yanran Protectorate.

After that, Beihai was officially incorporated into the territory of the imperial dynasty.

In the present era of the Great Qian Dynasty, the emperor has not only completely taken control of Beihai, but also has the idea of ​​developing Beihai.

However, we are currently focused on pacifying and building the ten foreign routes, and we need to put a more relaxed approach on desolate and remote places like Beihai.

It's no wonder the court officials were desperate; official duties are never-ending.

After one thing happens, another will always follow.

"Yes, Beihai."

"The area is desolate and vast, so there's no need to worry about the aftershocks of the battle affecting the people or the city's buildings."

The envoy nodded as he spoke.

As members of Prince An's faction, they naturally needed to be well aware of their leader's style of doing things.

Knowing that Prince An valued the world, they simply moved the sacrificial ceremony to the desolate North Sea.

"Great idea, thank you for your hard work."

Li Junsu turned his teacup, looking at the three sect leaders in front of him with a very sincere tone.

"It's not hard work. Being able to serve the leader is a blessing I've earned over three lifetimes."

The envoy's first words were full of flattery.

Combined with his stunningly handsome face, it's impossible not to feel convinced of his abilities.

Bai Xingling rolled her eyes at this.

Fortunately, the envoy was a man.

Otherwise, Su An would have a formidable rival.

Although it now seems to be a formidable enemy.

"I'll go and discuss it with His Majesty."

After saying this, Li Junsu stood up.

After discussing it with the emperor, they immediately began the sacrificial ceremony.

Perfect timing, let's test my current limits.

Li Junsu transformed into death energy and dissipated in the spot.

The atmosphere inside the main hall quieted down.

"These are..."

Bi Yuning then had a chance to turn her head and look at the soldiers of the Three Patriarchs of Buddhism.

It's fine if you don't look, but once you do, you'll be shocked.

"Vajra, what are you doing here?!"

"A pure relic?!"

Yinming was also dumbfounded.

"Oh, my little grandson."

"Aren't you happy to see your great-aunt?"

The Pure Relic looked at Yin Ming and revealed a bright smile.

Li Junsu was here just now, so the three patriarchal soldiers of the Buddhist sect didn't say a word when they saw their old rival.

The three ancestral weapons were crafted by Maitreya, and the three major Daoist sects were originally followers of the Jade Emperor, so the two sides were naturally old rivals.

"Grandma, I'm happy."

Yin Ming looked at the Pure Relic and forced a smile that was more like a grimace.

The purest relics are the most powerful and powerful spirits in the underworld.

When the Buddha's light shone upon them... the ghosts and vengeful spirits they nurtured, like snowflakes colliding with the blazing sun, instantly turned into water and flowed away.

It also broke Yinming's heart.

Ghosts and spirits, especially vengeful spirits, require a lot of resources to cultivate.

The Buddha's light shone upon the pure relics and they were instantly liberated; even the most obscure souls were bleeding with grief.

The Pure Relic also refers to Yinming as its grandson.

Yinming dared not refute, fearing that the Pure Relic might one day go mad, run into the Yintian Underworld, and send a burst of Buddhist light directly to deliver the Underworld to the afterlife.

"Old nun, what's wrong?"

"Has my prince stirred your heart?"

The envoy donned a mask, regaining his former solemnity and majesty. His deep voice, tinged with mockery, addressed the vajra without any politeness.

The Ancient Wilderness Daoist Sect and the Vajra Pestle, a powerful ancestral weapon, are clearly old rivals.

"Heh, I never expected that a dignified envoy of conquest would be so...beautiful."

"If you play a song on the zither at a brothel, you'll probably make a fortune."

Vajra looked at the envoy, picked up a teacup, and took a sip of tea.

"I hope your bones are as hard as your mouth."

"Each each other."

The two engaged in a lively and witty exchange, going back and forth.

"Okay, okay, stop arguing."

"We'll all be colleagues from now on."

Seeing this, the Heavenly Dragon Staff quickly spoke up to smooth things over.

As soon as the Heavenly Dragon Staff spoke, all eyes in the room turned to her.

Whether it was Biyu Ning, Yinming Conqueror, or even the Vajra Pestle and the Pure Relic, their eyes were filled with disdain.

The Heavenly Dragon Staff, an ancestral weapon of Buddhism, carries the Taoist aura of the Jade Emperor.

In the older generation of Taoist and Buddhist sects, they were both looked down upon.

Although no words were spoken, the damage inflicted on the Heavenly Dragon Staff at this moment was far greater than any harsh words.

Upon seeing this, Tianlongzhang's face turned bright red.

Bai Xingling burst out laughing.

Nuwa also raised her sleeve to cover her face.

However, judging from her slightly trembling body, she did not let go of the Heavenly Dragon Staff.

......

Liangyi Hall

An aura of death gathered, and the emperor, who was reviewing memorials, looked up.

"Jun Su, what brings you here? Please have a seat."

The emperor pointed to the table beside him and smiled.

"Your Majesty, I wish to establish a celestial deity ceremony in the vast sea."

Li Junsu took his seat and got straight to the point.

"God's Ceremony?"

"That's right."

"Do whatever you want, you don't need to ask me."