Lord of Deception

Although Song Chengyue didn't directly listen to the table monster's words, he still paid some attention.

He has known the table monster for a long time, and this guy has been around for a long time. As far as he knows, the table monster has sent away at least three or four commanders.

At least, this is only clearly confirmed, and I haven't heard the table monster mention it further.

Now even the table monster is a little panicked. He wants to leave Daqian but dare not say it. The problem must be very serious.

Song Chengyue thought about it and realized that he actually had nothing to regret in this life.

He has children and grandchildren, and he is also a very popular minister, a veteran of two dynasties.

If he died in the position of commander of the Jin Yiwei, that would be considered a normal ending.

He really didn't care too much whether he was going to die again.

It is impossible for him to defect. There is no reason that he has survived the most difficult days and now has the reputation of a traitor.

However, the table monster did help him a lot. If there is danger, it must be extremely dangerous.

After thinking about it, Song Chengyue sighed secretly.

Forget it, if he was really going to die, he would have secretly sent the table monster away before he died. It wouldn't be in vain that he had known him for so many years. He had helped him a lot.

The only place that can be sent is Jinlan Mountain.

There are already a lot of weird things in Jinlan Mountain. Qing Ziyu can even make friends with a notorious Jinyiwei commander like him, so it shouldn't be a big problem to take in a table monster who is not a big threat.

With this matter settled in his mind, Song Chengyue continued to deal with the rumors told by the new emperor.

As for what the table monster said, some of his Jin Yiwei were instigated by Dadui to rebel, and he didn't want to investigate.

After briefly recalling the list of people who had not come back, and thinking about the backgrounds of these people, Song Chengyue felt that it was better to pretend that he didn't know. He might not have much time left to live, so he just wanted to protect these people for the last time. .

After coming out here, I also specifically told my subordinates that those who did not come back this time should remember to give them pensions, and they should not miss anything.

Song Chengyue staggered away, and the table monster in the room looked a little complicated as he heard Song Chengyue's voice looming in the distance.

He was once willing to talk too much to remind Song Chengyue to prevent Song Chengyue from dying inexplicably.

In fact, it is really because we have been in contact for too long and know Song Chengyue too well.

Song Chengyue had an advantage that the previous commanders did not have. At least he would not cheat his own people. Sometimes he would suffer losses, but he would always protect his own people.

Of course, this is also a shortcoming. Song Chengyue was almost used as a breakthrough point to deal with him back then.

This is also the reason why the table monster is willing to believe in Song Chengyue.

At least Song Chengyue would definitely not harm it.

Now seeing Song Chengyue's behavior of not listening, asking, or investigating, the table monster knew that even if Song Chengyue didn't know the deep inside story at all, he was probably ready to die, and he was very open-minded.

In fact, to be able to relax like this, I must have already thought about how to arrange it.

And it is definitely not to destroy it, but a better way to deal with it is to send it to a place where it is absolutely safe and has no worries.

Is Jinlan Mountain a forbidden area?

The table monster's eyes were extremely complicated. It knew Song Chengyue's various little habits and various reactions to things.

But the more this happened, the more it couldn't bear it anymore.

What the hell are you doing! What a hell!

What kind of ghost emperors are they!

An old emperor who is so hidden that it barely understands it. Only a few things will make it feel that it is best to just pretend to be dead.

When the new emperor ascended the throne, I thought it would be similar to when he was the prince, but I didn't expect that it would be deeper.

He is simply a madman who is extremely sane and extremely crazy.

Whatever the new emperor does, it won't be too surprised.

To be honest, it is more afraid of madmen than ruthless people, because the latter are completely unpredictable.

In addition, there has been a lot of information about the old emperor recently, as well as some extremely sensitive information about the two emperors. If it accidentally knew it, the table monster was really scared.

For the first time in my life I was afraid that I knew too much.

The table monster thought for a long time, gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

From the moment it took the initiative to persuade Song Chengyue to defect in spite of the disapproval of the world, there was no way out.

When Song Chengyue came back, the face of the table monster still did not disappear. When Song Chengyue sat down, it began to breathe, and the spiritual energy around it was continuously being swallowed by it.

This table, which usually had nothing out of the ordinary, began to show a hint of aura at this moment, and began to show a trace of visible extraordinaryness.

Song Chengyue glanced at it.

"What are you doing?"

"Lend me your identity, otherwise someone will find out that I am devouring spiritual energy. I have to make some preparations."

"Can you still absorb spiritual energy to practice? Didn't you use it before?"

"It wasn't necessary before, it was just to keep a low profile."

The table monster grumbled and started cultivating wholeheartedly. Since Song Chengyue was here, no one would suspect it.

As the table monster began to devour the spiritual energy, a large net invisible to ordinary people began to spread from here to the distance.

The dense network spread all the way to the entire Daqian. It still did not stop, but spread farther away. As soon as it left Daqian, the density plummeted.

It is like an orb spider that has weaved a web, lying quietly on the web, waiting patiently.

Yu Ziqing stayed on a table in the health club. After a faint flash of spiritual light, he disappeared.

On the Ganxi border, poor families at the very frontier are relocating their families.

The old man with a wrinkled face was about to take one last look at the bare-walled house when he saw a glimmer of light emerging from an old table.

After the aura appeared, it lingered for a long time. When the old man walked to the table and stretched out his hand to touch the wooden table, the aura slowly dissipated.

The old man looked at the wooden table. It had been patinated for a long time, and obvious traces of ink penetration could be seen on it. The carvings on the waistband had long been blurred.

The old man confirmed that he had read correctly. He hesitated for a moment and then summoned his son.

"Bring this table with you, too. I used this table to learn writing when I was little. Unfortunately, I didn't learn a few big characters. Take it with you to remember it."

The people who came in hesitated for a moment, but said nothing. They almost didn't bring anything big, and judging from the old man's look, no one dared to refuse.

The table was loaded onto the carriage and set off with the convoy.

The next journey to the nearest Dadui city may take ten days and a half.

But as long as you enter Dadui, it is considered safe.

The border has become increasingly unsafe recently, and many monks are afraid to enter Dadui rashly. Some of them have begun to harm the people on the Qianxi border.

Their entire village moved together this time.

An ordinary table was brought to Dadui, and soon someone from the previous expedition came to take care of it.

There are also some people from Dadu doing routine checks.

When one of the Riddler's peripheral informants inspected the table, his eyes were dazzled and he saw that among the scrawled marks on the table, some marks seemed to become prominent inexplicably, and a faint spiritual light followed those specific marks. Traces flashed.

Those traces form a line of words.

"Bring it to the Riddler."

In the blink of an eye, everything returned to its original state. It was just an ordinary wooden table that should have been renovated a long time ago.

The informant was silent for a moment, and when he was about to say something, the old man who had been paying attention to the table came over with a cane.

"This has been passed down in the old man's family for several generations, and every generation learns and practices calligraphy from it, leaving a message with them.

If an adult likes it, he can take it back and give it to his children at home to seek a good omen. "

There was a sigh in the old man's tone. He didn't care too much about whether the table was expensive or what was hidden there. He was even afraid that the table was too expensive.

Old people who have lived all their lives are not deaf, blinded, or confused to this day, so they are naturally more understanding than young people.

The informant nodded.

"It can be seen that the pen and ink are soaked in it. The old man also comes from a scholarly family. So, just treat it like I bought it..."

"You can't use it. It's worthless things made by country people. You don't need to spend money on them. You can just take them away. It's too heavy for us to keep and we can't bear to throw them away on the road."

The old man insisted on not accepting money and would only give away the money but not sell it.

The informant sent someone to take the table away without saying anything, but within the scope of his rights, he placed it in a relatively good place for the elderly people.

The new village is located close to a place where elixirs are grown. It will be relatively safer here, and the ones closest to the water will be on first comer basis. There will definitely be more opportunities in this village in the future.

The old man never told anyone that the table might be a treasure.

People at home and in the same village also thought that the old man struck up a conversation while leaning on a broken table and gave these people with the same surname and village a better starting point. Everyone was happy.

The informant took the table and went to meet his supervisor immediately.

If it were people from other places, they really wouldn't care so much, but here is the Riddler. The style of just one sentence and relying on you to guess and make the decision is too Riddler.

The old table covered with scratches was moved to the Riddler, and they saw the fleeting words again.

In just a few days, this broken table went through many tests and appeared in front of Jia Shisi.

Because no one can understand how that word appeared, except for a fleeting flash of inspiration every time, after which the table is just an ordinary table.

"Tell me, who are you? You have gone through so much trouble to contact me."

A Fourteen stretched out his finger and knocked on the table, but there was no response.

After thinking for a while, A14 took out a pen and paper and started writing on the table.

The next moment, I saw that among the traces of time on the table, some began to show changes, and some traces were highlighted in the perception, forming a line of words.

"I'm from Daqian. I'm in Jinyiwei Yamen. I want to talk to you about something. You can treat it as a deal."

"First tell me who you are."

"I persuaded the commander of the Jinyi Guards to come to Dadui. You save his life and save my life.

And I know more than the commander of Jin Yiwei, so I will also come to make a big change.

As to who I am, your Majesty must know me.

Please hurry up. "

A-14 frowned slightly.

Originally, he planned to take it slow. Anyway, someone like this who came to the door on his own initiative would definitely squeeze out all the information first. He would not make any promises before he was sure of the other party's identity.

But now that this matter actually involves His Majesty, Jia Fourteen has to be careful.

Has His Majesty's identity been exposed?

Jia Shi4 was silent for a moment and didn't answer anything. After leaving, he sent a message to Yu Ziqing.

When Yu Ziqing received the letter, he was a little confused.

What's going on? After being summoned at the table, do you still want to persuade Lao Song to abandon the dark side and join the bright side?

He hasn't figured out how to start yet, but someone over at Daqian is anxious first?

But thinking about it, the other party seemed to already know that he was now Duihuang.

How did the other party know?

And why do you go to such great lengths to contact A-14?

Yu Ziqing thought for a while, returned to the health club, and pulled out the table from before. At first glance, he found some lines and traces on it. Some lines suddenly became a little more abrupt, forming a line of characters.

"Boss, please take me in. I want to take Song Chengyue out of Daqian."

Yu Ziqing frowned and thought about it. It seemed that he was really in a hurry.

Is something big happening, or are we preparing for something big to happen?

If you can force the other party to expose yourself, you will still come to ask for help.

"What can you give me?" Yu Ziqing took out a piece of paper and wrote on the table.

The other party responded instantly.

"I know more than all previous commanders combined."

"I'm not interested in the painted cake."

"The Supreme Emperor has mastered the Great Qian Dynasty Dharma and the Heavenly Glory Treasure Technique."

Yu Ziqing fell silent, how could he reply?

This was the first time he heard the name Daqian Chaofa.

"What is the Daqian Dynasty Law?"

"Every divine dynasty has the ultimate treasure technique corresponding to the divine dynasty, but some have been lost, and some... don't even remember that there is such a thing as a divine technique."

"I will find a way to bring you out."

"We must bring Song Chengyue with us, and I will let you know everything I know."

"good."

Yu Ziqing could not refuse this condition, and he had the idea of ​​poaching Lao Song away from the mad emperor.

Yu Ziqing put away his desk, closed his eyes and started to contact Lao Yang.

After a while, Lao Yang strode into the ring on the seventh floor.

"Let me ask you something, do you know the Daqian Dynasty Law?"

"What is that?" Lao Yang was confused. Why is this piece of shit Yu Ziqing always able to find something he doesn't know about? Is that intentional?

"Where's the Heavenly Glory Art?"

"I seem to have seen this name somewhere. Let me think about it..."

The old sheep thought for a moment.

"I once saw this name in an ancient book, but it was just a name, and there was no specific information.

The names that appeared with it at that time were the Treasure of Destruction of Life and the Treasure of True Words.

The authors of ancient books highly praised these treasures and said that they all had great supernatural powers. "

"This mantra magic solidified in the ring on the seventh floor?"

"Throughout the ages, there has been only one such treasure of mantra, and it has no duplicate name."

"No one with the same name?" Yu Ziqing was surprised.

"I've never heard of it..." Lao Yang was also a little shocked. He seemed to have just discovered this at this time.

It is completely normal for a method to have the same name, just like a person's name.

Including top-notch methods, there are many that have been compromised.

The basic techniques are even more difficult to describe. For example, the basic Qi Refining Techniques. Not counting those that have been eliminated and lost due to the evolution of the past dynasties, there are hundreds of basic Qi Refining techniques with this name that are still being circulated.

If we really start counting from ancient times, we really can’t figure out how many there are.

"Do you still remember the last time I was tested here? I didn't seem to be restricted by the magic of mantra. Did you deduce what happened?"

"It's just a deduction. You definitely didn't cultivate the True Word Art by accident, and it's stronger than the True Word Art solidified here. There's another reason."

"I have received news that Emperor Lao Qian has mastered the Great Qian Dynasty method, and its name is Tianrong Baoshu. The two are the same thing, so do you think it will..."

"You mean that the magic of mantra is actually the Dharma of the Great Dui? But where did you get the news? Is there really such a thing as the Dharma of the Dali? Can it only be cultivated by the emperor? Are you saying that Emperor Lao Qian has cut it off? Have you contacted Daqian Guoyun?”

Lao Yang's mentality was a bit explosive. Why didn't he know anything about what Yu Ziqing said.

In the past, I was not good at it, but I could still understand it and know something.

"No way, absolutely impossible.

If only the emperor of the divine dynasty could repair it, how did the ring on the seventh floor come about?

There is no question about the origin of this thing.

The origins of the materials are recorded, and the person who can refine weapons at this level is the senior from Eight Thousand Years.

According to your guess, it is impossible for him to have mastered the Mantra Jewelry, and he has also mastered the seventh level of the Mantra Jewelry. "

As Lao Yang spoke, his voice became smaller and smaller.

Because he himself thought of too many doubts, such as the senior who said that in order to refine the body, he shattered his soul and consciousness, and finally failed and died in order to open up a new path.

In the end, three volumes of code were left, one of which is in Langya Courtyard, thus creating the Langya stone figurines.

But now, Lao Yang himself began to doubt whether the information he initially received was wrong.

Because what Yu Ziqing speculated was indeed very reasonable.

The most intuitive thing is that Yu Ziqing used to be like him in the ring on the seventh floor, but then he started talking nonsense in the ring on the seventh floor.

There must be a reason for this.

Either Yu Ziqing has mastered the magic of mantra and is stronger than his predecessor, or there is another reason that allows Yu Ziqing to bypass the restrictions.

Now it's clearly the latter.

Knowing the Tianrong Treasure Technique of the Da Qian Dynasty, it is reasonable to speculate that the Mantra Treasure Technique that appears alongside the Tianrong Treasure Technique is the Da Dui Chao Technique. As Dui Huang, Yu Ziqing is not subject to the restrictions of the True Word Treasure Technique and is completely fine. .

But all of this is based on the so-called divine dynasty law.

The old goat god muttered something and left.

Yu Ziqing still wanted to talk to him about the table, but Lao Yang had already left.

Yu Ziqing opened his eyes and thought for a long time.

The progress of poaching Lao Song must be accelerated. After all, this is a necessary condition in exchange for information.

I originally thought of taking it slow, but the easiest way was to let Old Song fake his own death.

Now it seems that it is a straight shot to knock down.

Therefore, Yu Ziqing sent a message to Xin No. 5 and asked him to send a message to Xin Qianhuang.

In a familiar place, a familiar empty seaside, Yu Ziqing arranged the secret room formation, waiting for the arrival of the new Emperor Qian.

Xin Qianhuang came very quickly and arrived at the appointed time. Yu Ziqing had just finished making tea.

"Everything I should do has been done."

"I understand, it's my turn next." Xin Qianhuang looked calm.

"I have two more things to do with you this time."

"you say."

"One, I found your past, and I'm here to deliver it to you this time."

Yu Ziqing waved his hand, and a translucent face was attached to a page of gold book.

The new emperor looked at that face, his eyes flashed, and a trace of madness flashed in his eyes, but he was not in a hurry to get it.

"What about the second thing?"

"I want to ask you for someone."

"who?"

"Song Chengyue."

The new Emperor Qian didn't answer and stared at Yu Ziqing.

"Song Chengyue is going to defect? ​​Did he come to you for help?"

Yu Ziqing shook his head.

"You are wrong, people like him have already put life and death aside.

If he wanted to defect, he wouldn't have waited until today.

The words will not come out of my mouth today.

I want this person.

This is not a deal.

You can take your face away whether you want to or not.

This is what I promised you to find before.

If you are worried that Song Chengyue knows too much and will reveal too many secrets.

Just pretend I didn't say these words today. "

The new Emperor Qian's thoughts changed quickly and he laughed inexplicably.

He thought that if someone like Song Chengyue could leave Daqian alive.

That must be... something very interesting.

It is definitely detrimental to Daqian.

But why should he care about whether it is beneficial to Daqian?

He only knew that this incident was definitely something that his father could not have expected.

Song Chengyue has been the commander for a long time, long enough.

Originally, after he ascended the throne, the first person to be replaced was Song Chengyue.

It's just that he doesn't care, and Song Chengyue is indeed good at doing things and very measured, knowing that he is only loyal to the present.

Even if it concerns the old emperor, Song Chengyue will come to the new emperor first to get orders.

This is beyond the reach of many ministers.

"Do you want to survive?"

"I want to live, but how I deal with it after that is my business."

"Okay, as you wish."

The new emperor did not hesitate and immediately agreed to the matter.

There was even a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, but it seemed to be a smile, and the madness in his eyes could hardly be suppressed.

Yu Ziqing couldn't help but feel aversion to cold.

Even if it had been speculated that the new Emperor Qian would not care at all, letting Song Chengyue go would be seriously against the interests of Da Qian.

This lunatic's perspective on the problem must have nothing to do with Daqian's interests.

If it were a normal emperor, Yu Ziqing would not dare to directly ask for it like this.

Yu Ziqing hesitated for a while, but took out a small bottle of Ganlin liquid and placed it on the table.

"If there is a problem with the fusion process, it can be used."

He wanted the new emperor to go crazy, but he was afraid that the new emperor would be too crazy.

There are too many things that a madman cannot control and figure out, and things can easily get out of control.

But now, I can't care anymore.

The new Emperor Qian was not in a hurry to fuse his face, he just put it away and also took away Ganlin.

After returning to the capital, Emperor Xinqian summoned Song Chengyue.

"Song Qing, would you be willing to step down from your current position?"

The new Emperor Qian had a gentle look on his face, and seemed to have a somewhat consultative tone.

Hearing this, Song Chengyue's eyes changed slightly. Instead of showing any fear, he seemed to have been relieved of a heavy burden.

He took a step back, straightened his clothes, and saluted with calm eyes.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace."

He kowtowed quietly, and then killed him at the neck, already prepared to die.