The Young Swordsman: The Taoist Priest of Qingcheng Has Descended the Mountain

It's not that I want to neglect you, it's just that there were indeed guests present just now.

"Your Highness, please don't blame me!"

Xiao Yu was startled and quickly bowed again: "This junior dares not, senior is too kind to this junior."

He had already seen the scattered chessboard and the three teacups.

Xiao Yu was also certain that this person had no reason to deceive him, and it seemed that there had indeed been a guest just now.

Zhou Zhen's explanation, however, was like a refreshing drink on a sweltering summer day, soothing him considerably.

That's true. How could someone as divine as him not have visitors?

It's already a great honor that they agreed to even meet with me.

Therefore, Xiao Yu became even more respectful in his etiquette.

"Do you know that your brother, the White King, once came here?"

Xiao Yu was taken aback, seemingly not expecting Zhou Zhen to ask so directly.

He glanced around, then finally decided to tell the truth.

"I understand. If my brother has offended you in any way, please forgive him."

My elder brother was blind from childhood, which made him somewhat eccentric.

Zhou Zhen's expression was strange. It seemed that Bai Wang was quite the actor, managing to fool even this person.

Zhou Zhenzhen had no intention of exposing him, and said with a smile, "Have some tea. You said you are the junior, so how could I blame your elder brother for something else?"

Xiao Yu broke out in a cold sweat, forgetting that he was facing an immortal.

Such a low-level trick could not possibly escape the discerning eye of this person.

"Senior, I..."

"Don't be so nervous, I don't eat people."

I understand why you've come.

All I can tell you is that your path is one of dominance.

My Qingcheng sect cultivates the Way of Heaven and believes in tranquility and non-action.

Therefore, those who have different principles cannot work together.

I know what you're worried about, but you can rest assured, Qingcheng Mountain has no interest in your royal family's affairs.

Xiao Yu left Qingcheng Mountain with a gloomy face. When he reached the foot of the mountain, he looked back at the majestic Qingcheng and clenched his fists even tighter.

On the mountain, he really wanted to ask, "Since you say you want to live a quiet and inactive life, why did you take Xiao Chuhe in?"

Xiao Yu firmly believed that with this person's abilities, he must know Xiao Chuhe's identity.

But he didn't dare ask.

After all, what Xiaoyao Xian was implying was that he didn't support anyone.

This made him feel both embarrassed and relieved.

No wonder the White King was met with a cold shoulder when he left here.

so far so good!

At least, the White King didn't get this support either.

As for Xiao Chuhe, well, as long as Qingcheng doesn't get involved in the court, what kind of trouble can a commoner cause?

After all, today's Apocalypse is no longer the Apocalypse of the past.

"Your Highness, how is it?"

Xiao Yu climbed into the sedan chair, his voice cold and sharp.

"Remember to come to Qingcheng Mountain to seek the Dao more often in the future, and don't offend that true immortal."

"Understood. Shall we now depart for Tianqi?"

"Yes, it's time to go back."

"Has that bitch Yuehime been caught?"

"Your Highness, not yet. Marquis Ming, Yueji, has entered the Sword Heart Tomb, which is protected by an array, and we cannot enter."

Xiao Yu frowned, feeling a surge of irritation.

Nothing has gone smoothly these days.

"We've made contact with the underground river."

"Yes, Your Highness, but Anhe did not agree, and his attitude was somewhat ambiguous."

"Hmph, it's just to increase our bargaining power. Let's go back to Tianqi first."

Inside Snow Moon City, Tang Lian sat on the veranda under the eaves, holding a silk handkerchief in her hand, occasionally chuckling to herself.

Sikong Changfeng held a piece of melon. The melon was naturally a gift from his daughter. He had gone to the Western Regions, but his daughter hadn't brought it back. However, he had eaten the melon that his daughter had given him, and it was indeed as sweet as honey.

He munched on his food as he crept closer, peeked over, and took a quick look.

The handkerchief was embroidered with the words: "The heart of the lotus is hidden in its stamen, yet it misses the blooming season in vain."

Well, of course it wasn't that sentence; it was just two delicate characters: lotus stamen.

A beautiful lotus flower is embroidered next to it.

"Kucha, Kucha".

Sikong Changfeng finished the melon in a few bites, then patted Tang Lian on the shoulder. Tang Lian was startled and almost fell off the railing.

"Xiao Lian, what are you thinking about sitting here?"

I called you several times but you didn't hear me.

Tang Lian hurriedly hid the silk handkerchief behind her back, looking embarrassed.

"Third Master, you...you wanted to see me about something?"

"Oh, I'm fine. But you, you went to Sangu City?"

The troops from the Western Regions have returned in batches, but Sikong Qianluo, the daughter, went to Qingcheng, and Tang Lian left midway and her whereabouts are unknown.

However, Snow Moon City's intelligence system was quite good, so Sikong Changfeng naturally knew where he had gone.

Tang Lian became even more embarrassed, and nodded with a blush: "Yes!"

Unexpectedly, Sikong Changfeng slapped his hand, startling Tang Lian again.

"That's more like it!"

You're not getting any younger; there are some things you need to get done quickly.

As someone who's been through it all, the Third Master has a few words of advice for you.

Women are like flowers; their blooming period is only so long.

Don't keep the girl waiting.

I think that girl is quite good; she's kind and loyal, and her family is quite well-off. She's a good match for you.

"If Tang Lianyue doesn't agree, don't worry, I'll go find him myself."

Tang Lian quickly waved her hand: "No need, Third Master, my Master Lian Yue won't care about these things."

"That works!"

Well, it's like this, your second master has returned.

Go find her for me and ask what's going on at Qingcheng Mountain.

Just then, a chill swept over me.

Tang Lian bowed respectfully: "Second Master!"

Li Hanyi nodded: "Go ahead and get busy, I'll talk to him personally."

Sikong Changfeng watched Tang Lian leave, and once she was out of sight, he immediately changed his expression.

"Oh, Second Brother, you've worked so hard. Come, come, please sit down."

How have you been lately, Second Brother?

Li Hanyi glared at him: "Alright, be serious. Sit down and talk."

Sikong Changfeng put away his playful smile and said seriously, "I received news that Prince Yong'an, Xiao Chuhe, is currently at Qingcheng Mountain? And he has even become Brother Zhou's disciple?"

Li Hanyi nodded slightly: "Yes, I was there at the time, but I didn't show myself. Qianluo, Lei Wujie, and that Xiao Se."

"Lei Wujie? Didn't this kid say he was coming to Snowmoon City to become an apprentice?"

On that day in the Western Regions, during the battle between Dajue and Wuxin, Tang Lian used the peach wood sword to force back the Wushuang Sword Box, and he had already met Lei Wujie.

At that time, that brat spoke highly of Snowmoon City, and he was incredibly excited to see me.

Why did you suddenly turn around and run off to Qingcheng?

Chapter 71 Zhao Yuzhen felt the joy her senior brother had back then.

Have you reunited with him?

Sikong Changfeng naturally knew Lei Wujie's identity; it wasn't difficult to find out who this little idiot was.

Li Hanyi shook her head, held the teacup, moistened her lips, and put it down, letting out a soft sigh.

"Over the years, I've felt guilty leaving him alone in Leijiabao."

I am a terrible older sister.

Moreover, I think it's an excellent choice for him to become a disciple of Senior Brother Zhou.

I don't want to involve him.

Sikong Changfeng nodded in agreement, but then shook his head.

Some things are beyond your control.

Don't forget, he's now entangled with that Prince Yong'an.

Perhaps this is what is called destiny.

Your mother did this for the sake of the Prince of Langya...

The current situation, with these four cities as the chessboard and all of us as pieces, is already predetermined.

Let alone them, even I, and you, are merely pawns in this game.

Li Hanyi remained silent; she, too, carried a mission.

Her biological mother, Lei Wujie's mother, was Li Xinyue, the successor of Jianxin Tomb, who had stormed the execution ground for the sake of the Prince of Langya.

As one of the four guardians of the Apocalypse, the Azure Dragon Envoy, and positioned in the East, this is a responsibility that is difficult to relinquish.

Now that the Azure Dragon Token has been passed on to Li Hanyi, she knows very well that this mission will ultimately fall into Lei Wujie's hands.

Sikong Changfeng was no different; he was also one of the four guardians of Tianqi, the Vermilion Bird Envoy, and ranked in the south.

This is a story from the past, but it is also a vow and a responsibility.

For those who are heroes of the martial world, once a promise is made, no mountain can stand in their way.

Therefore, there are some things that someone has to do.

Sikong Changfeng had been waiting for that person to appear. He knew that only when that person appeared would this game of chess truly begin.

And now, the person he's been waiting for has finally appeared.

Yong'an Prince Xiao Chuhe is the sixth prince personally trained by the late Langya Prince Xiao Ruofeng.

Li Hanyi remained silent for a moment before picking up her teacup again.

"I understand what you're saying. I just hope they can face these things later."

But now, with that Senior Brother Zhou appearing out of nowhere, it seems the chessboard of the world is no longer under our control.

Sikong Changfeng smiled slightly: "Control? What game in the world is controlled by a chess piece?"