Lord of Deception

Gu Tianxin was very happy when she received a reply from Xianxian. She hadn't received it for a month. Last time Xianxian said she would go out with her young master to do some errands, he rarely wrote back to her.

Gu Tianxin really didn't care about the status and family, as long as he saw the right person, he would naturally make friends happily and talk about almost everything. If it weren't for some things, he really needed Uncle Fu's help, and there were some things that he really needed to help. Uncle Fu knew, otherwise, Gu Tianxin wouldn't want Uncle Fu to see it.

When he opened the letter this time, Gu Tianxin quickly called Uncle Fu.

"Uncle Fu, look at the letter that Sister Xianxin gave me."

Fu Bo just glanced at the contents and blurted out.

"impossible."

Following him, he looked at Gu Tianxin and explained in a deep voice.

"In Dali, there is a record that the Holy Mother of the White Sun of that generation advanced to the Yuanshen realm, and a senior from Dali who was in the Yuanshen realm participated in the siege.

No one held back in that battle, and the Holy Mother of the White Sun of that generation was beaten to a pulp on the spot.

Among the seniors present at that time, there were fully three Yuanshen realm seniors alone.

It was impossible for anyone to leave even a shred of life under the eyes of those three people.

The Holy Mother of the White Sun of that generation must have been completely destroyed both physically and mentally. "

Having said this, Uncle Fu fell silent again, thinking of the half-bottle of sweet rain that Xianxin sent him before.

Something like this has appeared that has never appeared before. Maybe it really has some special ability that they don't know about.

He really didn't dare to be as sure as before.

After thinking for a moment, Uncle Fu said.

"Miss, I'm going to take this letter away and return it to you when it's used up, okay?"

"Okay, remember to return it to me when you're done using it."

Three days later, he left the East Palace.

The Prince of the East Palace sat opposite an old man.

She personally poured tea for the old man opposite, and then pushed a pile of information on the table.

"Master, could you please come in person? I have some doubts and I would like to ask Master to clarify my confusion."

"Your Highness is so polite. It's rare for you to be unsure."

The old man happily picked up the information and read it, while she explained on the side.

"This information was obtained by a spy from the Shadow Division who went deep into the earthquake. It was just reported today."

"And this letter was sent by another trustworthy person. The person who wrote the letter should be related to Jin Lanshan and must be treated seriously."

The old man's eyes moved and he glanced at the letter. He put down the information in his hand and waved his hand gently, and the letter floated in front of him.

The old man pointed his fingers together as a sword, and gently scratched the surface of the letter. A trace of undetectable Yin Qi emerged, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The old man frowned slightly and wanted to say something, but he hesitated whether he should say it or not.

"This kind of yin energy is indeed related to Jinlan Mountain, but your highness..."

"Grand Master, the Great Earthquake caused the White Yang Evil Priest to wreak havoc, but I did not in Dali. I also have a copy of Bai Yang Evil Priest's latest scripture here, which was also sent by the Shadow Division. Grand Master must have never read it."

The old man opened the scripture and looked at it for a few times. When he saw the content about hungry ghosts, he immediately stopped. He raised his head and looked at the prince.

"Master, I once sent someone to deliver a copy over there. The intention was naturally good. Then not long ago, such a letter was sent over there. I think the millions of people in the Jinlan Mountain forbidden area I’m afraid the hungry ghosts are not very happy.”

The old man did not answer, and immediately began to look at the information. He looked at ten lines at a glance and read quickly.

Those materials were only first-hand clues, oral confessions, and had not been compiled at all. But the old man just scanned them, and the first thing that came to his mind was the conclusion in the letter.

"Master should have finished reading it. My doubt is to ask Master, is this possible?"

The old man frowned slightly. His mentality had changed recently. Before the hungry ghost appeared, he would have categorically denied it, but now...

"We, the cultivators of Lihuo Yuan, must keep pace with the times and should not make any hasty conclusions. However, as time goes by, we will eventually become the people we once looked down upon."

The old man sighed, his expression a little complicated.

"In the past, I would have categorically denied it, but now, I don't dare to say it's impossible.

That Baiyang Evil Sacrifice kept killing people like cockroaches, so there was something fishy about it.

I remembered that decades ago, there was a colleague in Lihuoyuan who visited various places to study the relationship between the White Yang Evil Sacrifice. He had deduced at that time that the next time the Bai Yang Evil Sacrifice appeared, it might not be long.

It was just that at that time, the Madonna of Baiyang of that generation, together with most of the senior officials, were tricked and killed by a chief of Langya Academy. Everyone, including Madonna of Baiyang of that generation, was completely destroyed, and everyone was left with no one. Pay attention to such words. "

When the old man said this, he stopped and made a confession.

"Your Highness, wait a moment."

The old man sat still, and a stream of light flew out of his body. After a moment, he returned again, with a sealed volume in his hand.

After opening it, the old man quickly found what he was looking for.

"Sure enough, decades ago, I had a colleague from Lihuoyuan who had made similar inferences, but no one cared about it at the time."

This is said very tactfully...

To put it bluntly, everyone at the time felt that this colleague was an unconventional and unconventional person who did not follow the mainstream views.

But now, people who have had their ideas completely subverted recently can only comfort themselves and regain some face when they look at this tweet from decades ago.

I, Li Huoyuan, was actually pretty awesome, it was just that we were blind at the time.

The Prince of the East Palace looked at these and understood the old man's attitude.

"Master, who do you think is better to send in this situation?"

"Your Highness already has a suitable candidate." The old man smiled, but he still didn't understand why. In fact, calling him here was just to use his identity to endorse it. His Highness, who has always been independent-minded, had already made his decision.

"Thank you, Master." The prince stood up and saluted, then took out a jade vase and a jade slip from his sleeve, placed them on the table, and pushed them in front of the old man.

"Master, this thing is called Ganlin. There are twenty drops in it. As for the detailed usage, please read it, Master."

"Is this happening?" After inspecting the jade slip, the old man was horrified, and then quickly pushed the jade bottle back: "This... is too precious, and I am too ashamed to accept it."

"Master." The prince smiled and pushed back: "You have been teaching me since I was a child. This is just my way of honoring the master. Do you still want me to take it back?"

"This..." The old man shook his head and smiled bitterly: "That's all, I really need this thing too much, so I accepted it shamelessly."

After the old man left, the prince took out another jade bottle, which at best contained more than a hundred drops of sweet rain.

She has also secretly tested it once. For monks, it is a real divine object. For god-refining monks and ascetics, it is a treasure that cannot be exchanged for a lot of money and cannot be refused.

And those hungry ghosts, because of this thing, are no longer the same as ordinary ghosts.

Those hungry ghosts who neither eat nor harm others will probably be included in the code and protected by the code in the future.

As for Jinlan Mountain, which has such resources and the King of Hungry Ghosts sleeping there, it is really difficult for people to treat them as enemies anymore...

She was even still thinking, had the King of Hungry Ghosts really fallen asleep in Jinlan Mountain?

Thinking of this, the prince's expression changed slightly, and he immediately put a finger between his eyebrows, pulling out the thought just now and extinguishing it directly.

She stood up and ordered to the female officer beside her.

"Send a message and ask Ah Fu to go to the earthquake. At the same time, send an order to General Xihuang. There will be a big earthquake on the southern border. If there is any abnormal movement, ask him to lead people to rescue immediately after receiving the secret signal. Don't worry about it. The reaction from the earthquake side.

As for the Shadow Division...

Forget it, it's better not to interfere with the Shadow Division, otherwise my father will be unhappy. "

…

"It's great to have money, and the snacks Miss Gu gave me are so delicious.

It's crispy and delicious, the filling is soft and sandy, and the sweetness has a rich fruity aroma, but it doesn't feel greasy at all.

Even this meringue, which has fifty or sixty layers, can be made thin enough without affecting the taste at all. I really don’t know how it is made..."

Yu Ziqing ate the snacks and praised them again and again. He said without hesitation that among the things he ate after landing, they were second only to beef jerky in terms of deliciousness.

Speaking of beef jerky, Yu Ziqing wanted to eat it again. He had obviously purchased a lot of beef and ready-made beef jerky before, but no matter how he made it, it was different from the beef jerky he had eaten.

If he hadn't seen the large pieces of beef that hadn't been cut yet, he would have suspected that the beef was fake.

In addition, these days, after arriving in Dazhen, a place where cattle killing is allowed, and eating a lot of beef one after another, Yu Ziqing had to start thinking.

Is it possible that the beef jerky in his hand at that time was actually made of fake beef?

The more I think about it, the more likely it is. After all, whether it is Dali or Daqian, or the wasteland of the past, cattle are extremely important assets to common people, and their status may be higher than that of people at home...

This was a bit embarrassing. He didn't even know what the beef jerky was made of. The only thing that could be excluded was white meat. Those hungry ghosts couldn't give him white meat.

He originally thought about getting some beef jerky of the same kind and eating it himself, or trying to turn it into a job transfer certificate.

Now I don’t even know what the materials are...

On the sidelines, Xianqing saw that Yu Ziqing seemed to like the box of snacks that Gu Tianxin sent by the way. When he replied, he praised the snacks for being delicious. The rice cakes he made last time were also delicious. I don't have anything good here. I can only give you a little souvenir to express my gratitude.

Then, he took a small jade bottle and carefully poured out twenty drops of sweet rain from his ration.

She is not as generous as her young master, who even gave half a bottle at a time.

Although this thing is not valuable to my young master, and my young master also knows its value to outsiders, it still far underestimates its preciousness.

…

In the northern part of the wasteland, Our Lady of the White Sun, dressed in white, and High Priest Liu Xin stood in a transparent halo shield, looking at Jinlan Mountain in the distance and the locust trees surrounding Jinlan Mountain.

Today's locust tree forest, due to Yu Ziqing's planting at that time and its own expansion, has reached dozens of miles in length at its narrowest point.

Jinlan Mountain, a forbidden land in the wasteland, has lived up to its name. Even those monks who don't know the truth take a detour when passing by.

After looking at it for a long time, Holy Mother Baiyang nodded.

"Let's go. The scriptures you revised are very good. You can continue."