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A few days later, in the morning, the Wang family's mansion was clean and leisurely, with icicles hanging upside down on the eaves, shining brightly in the sunlight.

Outside the house, light snow is falling.

The morning court had ended, and Wang Hefu, who was riding back to the mansion in a white-dyed sedan, had not yet had time to take off his official uniform. The Prime Minister of Dali Temple, wearing a red turban and a wisp of goatee, had already arrived at the door of the mansion and was waiting.

Wang Hefu's eyes were calm, and he slowly took the towel from the servant beside him, wiped his hands, and then asked softly:

"Master Shi, has the result of the review case at Denwen Drum Court been reached?"

As the second assistant and the grandfather of the King of Huai'an, he needs to avoid suspicion in his grandson's case and there must be no sign of involvement.

At this time, cold sweat appeared on the forehead of Dali Temple Cheng, and he spat out a few words carefully.

"Reported to the Prime Minister, rejected"

Wang Hefu's eyes narrowed, and a solemn look appeared on his brows.

He secretly said it was a pity.

Still rejected.

However, he always felt that someone was obstructing this matter, so he asked:

"Who rejected it?"

The Prime Minister of Dali Temple cupped his hands, lowered his head and said: "Master Zaizhi, there are many resistances. It is suspected that the Holy One rejected it."

Upon hearing the word "Holy Lord", Wang Hefu's pupils shrank slightly, and then his expression returned to its original state, and he nodded lightly:

"knew."

The Prime Minister of Dali Temple thought for a while and asked if there was anything he had not reported yet. He handed over his hand again and said, "The case of Lu Yunwan's banquet has been closed. King Langya insisted that Xun Yu framed the case. The testimony of the Soldier Saint was used as evidence. It has been completed." The ironclad case is that Xun Yu is still nowhere to be found, I wonder if he is in the Imperial Capital."

Wang Hefu waved his hand and said: "Xun Yu is a cunning beast. Among the three sects, I don't know how many people tried to get rid of him, but they all met a tragic end. After all, this person is also a thirteenth realm saint." The great cultivator above is not a saint, but a saint. Let's leave this mess to the Confucian Temple to deal with. Didn't Li Sheng send three censors from the Confucian Temple to deal with this matter?"

"Yes, I will arrive in Beijing soon." The Prime Minister of Dali Temple nodded.

The Confucian temple advocates educating all living beings and guiding people to be good. Confucianism is the mainstay, and various schools of thought are supplementary.

The Supreme Saint is the main one, and the other four saints and ancestors are the assistants. As the highest authority in the Confucian temple, under the five saints, there are the principal and deputy leaders of the Confucian temple, and seventy-two accompanying saints.

Under the sages, there are the chief priests of Confucian temples and academic palaces and the masters of thirty-six academies, through which they manage the world's scholars.

There are other opposition academies that have not been certified as schools, but they are also included, but they do not have much power.

Under the great sacrificial wine and the mountain master, there were some scholars doing chores.

For example, the virtuous gentleman is responsible for redressing injustices in the Drum Court, the Si Ye is responsible for managing student records in the Academy, and the Censor is responsible for supervising the scholars in the world of Middle-earth.

If a scholar in a Confucian temple does something contrary to the Tao and brings a negative impact on the reputation of the Confucian temple, a censor will come to clean up the family.

It's just that this is cleaning up the house, not killing people.

Instead, he was imprisoned in a Confucian temple until he reformed.

The Soldier Saint Ningzhong was imprisoned in the Confucian Temple for three hundred years because of the sin of killing.

Wang Hefu felt that Xun Yu had not been arrested for so many years. There were definitely people in the Confucian temple who were protecting him, and some even silently supported him.

"You should go back first, I have other things to do."

"yes."

"Get up the sedan and go to Yaoguang Palace."

After thinking about it, Wang Hefu did not return home, but chose to go to his daughter's place.

Jin Palace.

In the snow-covered backyard, Lu Guangjing held a carving knife and carved the four words "Sword Qi Soaring to the Sky" on the bamboo slips, and his literary spirit fell.

In an instant, as soon as the words were spoken, the sword energy rose proudly in the surrounding area, just like ten thousand swords coming to the sect.

The war swords gathered one by one were parallel to the ground, surrounding him.

Suddenly, his eyes became extremely sharp.

A wave of his finger.

The sword rain fell, and his body disappeared on the spot, appearing in front of the man in white three feet away from the door, with the carving knife clicking like a pen.

At this moment, the Tao Qi is surging and the sleeves are flying.

However, the sword he summoned was only half way away when the man in white holding the sword at the door of the backyard waved his sleeves and scattered it. He clamped the carving knife with only two fingers and froze it in mid-air.

Then he gently relaxed his hand and pushed out a palm, like ripples on a lotus leaf, making the opponent stand firm.

Lu Guangjing put away the magic weapon carving knife and asked: "How is it? How much has the strength declined?"

The man carrying the sword shook his head and said: "His Royal Highness's true cultivation level has dropped by 50% compared to before. I'm afraid he can only deal with some ordinary monks in the eighth realm. The ninth realm is still too difficult."

Lu Guangjing sighed: "Right now, sir, I have taken over the overall situation. Otherwise, this situation will be enough to make me lose all my cultivation. It is extremely difficult to retain some."

The man carrying the sword comforted him: "Even so, His Highness's cultivation level is already very high among many princes. Even King Chongwen Lu Yunqing is only at the eighth level of Confucianism and Taoism. Moreover, Your Highness is a dual practitioner of Confucianism and Taoism. Although his cultivation level of Confucianism and Taoism has declined. , but in the lineage of Qi Practitioners, the more the merrier. With His Highness’ talent, there should be no problem in cultivating to the Nascent Soul. After all, he is still an immortal on earth.”

Lu Guangjing's eyes flickered and he said: "Sir, I have not contacted me for several days, and I am afraid that he is also avoiding Li Sheng's calculations. Recently, I can only rely on myself."

"Your Majesty, you can rest assured that your subordinates are here."

The man with the sword behind his back cupped his fists.

His cultivation level is definitely not low among the Jin Palace, but in Wujiang Pavilion, it is second only to Shadow Whistle, and has reached the late eleventh realm.

"The palace has been very uneasy recently. It seems that some people have already thought that I am going to die? Both Lu Yunwan and Lu Yunqing have pointed their fingers at me. They want me to die. How can I let them get their wish?"

Lu Guangjing's handsome face showed a look of thoughtfulness.

At this moment, the other two A-character worshippers, Qin Fangding, an old minister of the Southern Zhou Dynasty, and Luo Ying, the shadow sentry, came in from outside.

"Greetings to Your Highness."

Qin Fangding and Luo Ying bowed at the same time.

Lu Guangjing looked over, smiled, and said: "The Shadow Whistle is back too! Tsk, your cultivation seems to have improved a lot. Have you reached the eleventh level of perfection?"

Luo Ying didn't know what method Lu Guangjing used to see through her cultivation level, so she lowered her head and replied.

"To report back to Your Highness, Shadow Whistle has indeed reached the perfection of Yin Shen realm."

Her profile was cold and pretty, and her voice was quite cold, as if she was born with it, and it was the same for everyone.

Lu Guang nodded: "I really envy your talent. It only takes a hundred years for you to reach such a state. If nothing happened to me, I might have reached the tenth state by now."

Luo Ying was noncommittal on the surface.

Inwardly I disapproved.

Lu Guangjing arrived at the door of the ninth realm again and again, but he never had the possibility to break through this bottleneck.

I fell back every time, including this time.

Both failures cost him dearly.

As if there is some kind of curse, he has been trapped outside the Nine Realm Gate.

With Lu Guangjing's talent, he should have nurtured the Confucian Temple and given birth to a literary temple. The reality is so dramatic. Every time he tries to succeed, he fails in vain.

After a pause, Lu Guangjing said again: "What are your next plans, continue to attack the twelve realms of transformation? Or do you want to stop and settle down, and cultivate the primordial spirit?"

For top-level Taoist cultivators, after cultivating their soul to the eleventh level, they indeed have to face these two choices.

Both options have their own advantages and disadvantages.

The former type can take advantage of their youth, energy, and vitality to reach the twelve realms in one fell swoop, and then escape from the shackles of the physical body.

You can survive by cultivating your soul.

After all, condensing essence into elixirs, turning into golden elixirs, using energy to refine spirits, and becoming Yuanying are all preparations for the perfection of Yuanshen. The Yuanshen body after Yin Shen has become more stable, and the role of the physical body is not great.

Therefore, there is a natural chasm between the eleventh realm and the twelve realms.

The golden elixir is the seed of the Yuan Shen, and the Yuan Ying is the branches and leaves of the Yuan Shen. The magical powers and spells released by the Yuan Shen absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth with every move, and their power will skyrocket. They can appear between heaven and earth, and their power is infinite.

Luo Ying did not answer Lu Guangjing's question, but said: "Your Highness, I have something important to report."

Lu Guangjing frowned and took a deep look at Luo Ying.

On the surface, Luo Ying had something important to report, so he could not answer Lu Guangjing's question. It was very reasonable to report that important matter to Lu Guangjing first.

However, from the perspective of a superior, Lu Guangjing could vaguely feel that Luo Ying was turning against the guests.

Lu Guangjing said calmly: "What's the matter?"

Luo Ying said: "King Langya was released from prison yesterday, and many properties under His Highness' command have undergone great changes. Just yesterday, business was already in decline, and many monks came to look for trouble. Obviously, the two princes have already taken action. "

Lu Guangjing's eyes narrowed and he said: "Lu Yunwan was taken to prison and he escaped unharmed? When did he become so alert?"

In his opinion, even if his identity was exposed by the Soldier Saint, Lu Yunwan's guilt could not be so light.

Can he let go of his resentment towards Lu Yunqing so neatly?

Also, Lu Yunqing was so generous and ignored him?

No matter what Lu Yunwan said, he was also the murderer who killed Princess Ning from the side!

It is impossible for the two of them to have such a tacit understanding and share the same hatred!

There are demons, absolutely there are demons.

Lu Guangjing immediately asked: "Do you know who are specifically attacking Prince Jin's Mansion?"

Luo Ying said: "He is a military monk under the command of Prince Chongwen. As for the herbal medicine shop and the casino, their business was robbed by the Yunwan Chamber of Commerce."

Lu Guangjing didn't understand how the two people joined forces. Could it be that someone was persuading them behind the scenes?

Shadow Whistle said: "Since the two of them have joined forces, something extraordinary must have happened. I feel that it is necessary to report it to the National Preceptor and ask Sir to resolve the matter."

Lu Guangjing's eyes glanced slightly, and a strange color flashed through his eyes, and then he smiled and said: "The Shadow Whisper Enshrinement is right, and you should indeed report it to your husband. However, your husband is unable to escape now and has no time to take care of this matter for the time being. , why not leave it to you, you can mobilize the manpower in the palace to take action against the two princes."

"Thank you for your trust, Your Highness. Shadow Whistle will definitely fulfill its mission."

After saying this, Shadow Whistle immediately retreated.

The man carrying the sword looked at Shadow Whistle's back, frowned slightly, and said, "Your Highness, would it be too hasty to let Shadow Whistle handle such an important matter?"

The big man Qin Fangding also nodded: "Shadow Whistle's qualifications are still too young. Although his talent and strength are strong, he will inevitably have second thoughts."

Lu Guangjing smiled with a hint of meaning and said: "Now, sir is not here, you all have your own things to do. It is the time for Wujiang Pavilion to employ people, so she should be allowed to do more things and gain more experience." Fan."

The man with the sword behind his back stopped asking any more questions and thought to himself that His Highness has been resourceful since he was a child. Since he did this, there must be a reason for doing so.

Lu Mingyuan had just transformed into Yang Erlang and woke up from the courtyard of Prince Jin's Mansion.

When he opened the door and walked out of his room, he saw a masked monk wearing black armor, waiting outside the courtyard.

This man is tall and muscular, with a pair of piercing tiger eyes. His cultivation level seems to have reached that of a grand master, and he can be considered a master.

"Dharma protector, Master Shadow Whistle invites you to the Shadowless Hall to discuss important matters." The masked monk bowed before standing up straight again.

Lu Mingyuan walked out of the courtyard without slowness or haste, closed the door, and then asked: "Dharma protector? When did I become the protector of Wuying Hall?"

Not long ago, he was just a teacher of Wujiang Pavilion. When did he get the position of protector?

"This is Lord Shadow Whistle's order." The masked monk clasped his fists.

"Her order?"

Lu Mingyuan nodded secretly.

Probably for the sake of convenience, he was given the title of Dharma Protector.

"How did you know I was out of seclusion today?"

A smile appeared on the other party's dark face, and he said: "Master Shadow Whistle has ordered that unless the Great Protector comes out of seclusion, outsiders must not rush in and disturb him. I have been waiting outside the Great Protector's door for two days and one night. "

Is that so?

Lu Mingyuan couldn't help but look at Luo Ying with admiration. This woman still had a way of winning people's hearts.

Originally, Lu Mingyuan was quite worried about whether it would be bad to put the clone in Prince Jin's palace, and he would be disturbed when he used the clone.

Now it seems that Luo Ying still trusts him quite a bit and gives him great freedom.

If Lu Mingyuan was really just a minion from the Jin Palace, he might have stayed to assist Ying Shao and help her take the position of the chief helmsman of Wujiang Pavilion.

It's a pity that Lu Mingyuan is not.

"Meet the Great Protector."

Seeing Lu Mingyuan, all the warriors from the Seventh Realm showed awe, walked over, knelt down and saluted him.

The man slaughtered Yang Jian and had a great reputation.

In their eyes, middle and fifth-grade monks are completely unattainable.

In terms of cultivation, he is a person of two worlds.

"Lead the way!" Lu Mingyuan said calmly.

The masked man led Lu Mingyuan through the seven corridors of the tunnel and the layers of formation light curtains, towards the bright zone.

After going out, I found that I had arrived at a villa outside the imperial capital.

The mahogany arches are grand and spacious, with towering pine trees and simple tile eaves.

Lu Mingyuan discovered that his previous understanding of Wujiang Pavilion was just the tip of the iceberg.

This villa is extremely huge, and its aura is also quite rich. There is even a magnificent hall built in the center of the villa, which is more magnificent and magnificent than Dayan's official residence.

"I didn't realize before that Wuying Hall has such a big structure. The mechanisms and formations in the villa can only be broken through by the tenth realm monks in person." Lu Mingyuan said deliberately casually.

The masked man followed Lu Mingyuan and said with a smile: "What the protector doesn't know is that this villa was once the headquarters of a third-rate family called the Liu family. The Liu family was an honorable family that produced many warriors, similar to Dayan's. A sect lost the battle for the ownership of spiritual mineral resources and was secretly destroyed by the sect. Later, this sect provoked His Highness Prince Jin, and then this sect was destroyed by Lord Shadow Whistle."

Lu Mingyuan said: "In other words, Liu Family Villa is now the property of the Jin Palace?"

"That's not the case. King Jin has already rewarded Liu Family Villa to Master Yingshao. Therefore, Master Yingshao is the real owner of Liu Family Villa." The masked man said.

Lu Mingyuan nodded and asked no more questions.

The masked man reminded Lu Mingyuan in a low voice and said: "The situation is urgent. Lord Shadow Whistle has already invited all the powerful men under her command who are loyal to her in the twelve counties of Dayan Prefecture to come to the villa to discuss important matters together."

"oh!"

Lu Mingyuan stared at him and smiled softly.

Of course he understood the meaning of the words "urgent situation". Luo Ying had already told him about it in advance.

Now that the action was about to begin, Luo Ying naturally stopped hiding his strength and gathered all the people he could muster into the villa.

Lu Mingyuan walked into the lobby alone. As for the masked man, he was only a monk in the Lower Seventh Realm and was not qualified to participate in such a meeting.

Lu Mingyuan secretly looked at the masters of Wujiang Pavilion sitting on the left and right sides of the hall, and soon understood Luo Ying's power clearly.