Lord of the Tricks

Chapter 361 Tianrong treasure technique, kick a straight ball (6k)

Although Song Chengyue didn't listen to the table monster's words directly, he still kept his eyes open.

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

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

Now even the table monster is a little panicked. He wants to leave Dagan, but he dare not say that the problem must be very serious.

Song Chengyue thought about it, in fact, he had nothing to regret in his life.

He has both sons and daughters, grandchildren, and he is also an extremely human minister, the elder of the two dynasties.

To die in the position of Jin Yiwei's commander is considered a normal ending.

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

It is also impossible for him to defect. It is unreasonable to survive the most difficult days and now leave a reputation as a traitor.

But the table monster has indeed helped him a lot, and if there is danger, it must be a great danger.

After thinking about it, Song Chengyue sighed secretly.

Forget it, if he was really going to die, he would have known him for so many years and had helped him a lot by secretly sending the table monster out before he died.

The only place I can send it to is Jinlan Mountain.

Jinlan Mountain has a lot of strange things, and Qing Ziyu can make friends with a notorious commander of Jinyiwei like him, and it shouldn't be a big problem to take in a table monster who is not a big threat.

Having settled this matter in his heart, Song Chengyue continued to deal with the rumors that the new emperor said.

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

After recalling the list of people who didn't come back, and thinking about the backgrounds of these people, Song Chengyue felt that it's better to pretend that he doesn't know, he may not have a long time to live, so let's take it as the last time to protect these people .

After coming out here, I also specially told my subordinates, those who didn't come back this time, remember to send them pensions, and there must be nothing less that should be given.

Song Chengyue left unsteadily, the table monster in the room heard Song Chengyue's voice looming in the distance, and his expression was a bit complicated.

He was willing to talk too much to remind Song Chengyue that it was inexplicable not to let Song Chengyue die.

In fact, it was really because of contact for too long, and knowing Song Seung-yue too well.

Song Chengyue has an advantage that the previous commanders did not have, at least he will not deceive his own people, and sometimes he will protect his own people when he suffers a disadvantage.

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

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

At least Song Chengyue will definitely not harm it.

Seeing Song Chengyue's demeanor now, ignoring and not asking or checking, the table monster knows that even if Song Chengyue doesn't know the deep inside story at all, he is probably ready to die, and he is very open-minded.

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

And it is definitely not destroying it, but a better way to deal with it, it must be sent to some place that is absolutely safe and has no worries.

Is Jinlan Mountain a forbidden area?

The table monster's eyes are extremely complicated, it knows all kinds of little habits of Song Chengyue, and all kinds of reactions when encountering things.

But the more so, the more it couldn't bear it.

What the hell are you doing!Ghost place!

What kind of ghost emperors are they!

An old emperor who hides so deeply that he hardly knows much about it, just a few things, will make him feel that it is best to just pretend to be dead here.

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

He is simply a lunatic who is extremely rational and extremely insane.

Whatever the new emperor does, it doesn't think it will be too surprised.

To be honest, it is more afraid of lunatics than ruthless ones, because the latter are completely unfathomable.

In addition, there is a lot of information about the old emperor recently, and some extremely sensitive information about the two emperors, which was accidentally known by it. The table monster is really a little scared.

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

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

From the moment it risked the displeasure of the world and actively persuaded Song Chengyue to defect, there was no way out.

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

There was nothing unusual about this table on weekdays, and at this moment, a glimmer of inspiration began to emerge, and it began to show a trace of visible extraordinaryness.

Song Chengyue glanced at it.

"You are this?"

"Using your identity, otherwise someone will find out that I am devouring spiritual energy. I have to make a little preparation."

"You can 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 muttered, and devoted himself to cultivating. Anyway, with Song Chengyue here, no one would suspect it.

As the table monsters began to devour the spiritual energy, invisibly, a large net that ordinary people could not perceive began to spread from here to the distance.

The dense network spread all the way to the entire Dagan, but it still didn't stop, but spread to a farther place, and just outside the Dagan, the density plummeted.

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

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

On the border of Ganxi, the poor families who are already in the most border area are relocating their families.

The wrinkled old man was about to take a last look at the bare house when he saw a shabby table with a glimmer of inspiration.

After the aura emerged, it lingered for a long time. The moment the old man walked up to the table and touched the wooden table with his hand, the aura slowly dissipated.

The old man looked at this wooden table. It was old and covered with pulp, and there were obvious traces of ink penetration on it, and the carvings on the waist were already blurred.

The old man confirmed that he read it right just now, he hesitated for a while, and called his son.

"Take this desk with you too. I used this desk to learn to write when I was young. Unfortunately, I didn't learn a few big characters. Let's keep it as a thought."

The people who came in hesitated for a moment, but they didn't say anything. They almost didn't bring any big things. Seeing the old man's expression, no one dared to refuse.

The table was loaded into the carriage and followed the convoy.

The next journey may take ten days and a half months to the nearest Dadei City.

But as long as you enter Dadui, you are considered safe.

Recently, the border has become more and more unsafe. Many monks dare not enter Dadui rashly, and some of them are not on the table, and they have begun to harm people on the western border.

Their entire village moved together this time.

An ordinary table was brought to Dadui, and soon someone from the previous pathfinder came to meet it.

There are also some people from Dadui who are doing routine interrogation.

When one of the outside informants of the Riddler checked the table, his eyes dazzled, and he saw that among the scratches on the table, some traces seemed to become very prominent inexplicably, and the faint aura followed those specific traces. Traces flashed.

Those traces make up a line of characters.

"Bring it to the Riddler."

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

The informant was silent for a while, 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 is passed down by the old man's family for several generations, and each generation learns and practices calligraphy on it, keeping it as a memory.

If adults like it, take it back and give it to the children at home, as a good omen. "

The old man's tone was full of regret. He didn't care too much about whether the table was expensive or not, what was hidden, and he was even afraid that the table was too expensive.

An old man who has lived all his life is still not deaf, blind, or confused, so he is naturally more transparent than young people.

The informant nodded.

"It can be seen that it is soaked in pen and ink. The old man is also from a scholarly family. How about it, just treat it as I bought it..."

"You can't do it, you don't need to spend money on cheap things made by country people, you can just take them with you. We keep too much, and we don't want to lose them on the road."

The old man insisted on not accepting money, only giving it away and not selling it.

The informant sent someone to take away the table, didn't say anything, but within the scope of rights, the old man and the group of people were placed in a relatively good place.

The new village is close to a place where the elixir is planted, so it will be relatively safe here, and it will definitely have more opportunities in this village in the future.

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

People in the family, as well as those in the same village, also thought that the old man was leaning on a broken table, so they got in touch, and gave these people with the same surname in the same village a better starting point, and everyone was happy.

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

If you were a person from another place, you might not really care so much, but here is a riddleman, the kind of style that only has one sentence, and the rest is up to you to guess and make a decision, which is too riddleman.

The scratched old table was brought to the Riddler, and they saw that fleeting sentence again.

In just a few days, this broken table has passed numerous inspections and appeared in front of Jia Shishi.

Because no one can understand how that word appeared, except for each flash of inspiration, after that the table is just an ordinary table.

"Tell me, who are you? After so much effort, you have to contact me."

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

After thinking about it, Jia Shishi took out a pen and paper, and started writing on the table.

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

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

"Tell me who you are first."

"I persuaded the Commander of Jin Yiwei to join Dadui, and you save his life and mine.

And I know more than the Commander of Jin Yiwei, so I will come to Dadui too.

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

Please be sure to hurry up. "

Armor Fourteen frowned slightly.

Originally, he planned to take it easy. Anyway, this kind of person who comes to the door on his own initiative must squeeze out all the information first. Before he is sure about the identity of the other party, he will not give any promises.

But now that His Majesty is involved in this matter, Jia Shishi has to be careful.

Your Majesty's identity has been exposed?
Jia Shishi was silent for a while, and didn't answer anything. After leaving, he sent a letter to Yu Ziqing.

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

What's the situation?The table sent a message, but also persuaded Lao Song to abandon the dark and turn to the bright?

He hasn't figured out how to do it yet, someone on the other side is in a hurry?

But thinking about it, the other party seems to know that he is Duihuang now.

How did the other party know?
And why is it taking so much effort to get in touch with Jia Shishi.

Yu Ziqing thought for a while, then returned to the health care club, and turned out the previous table. At the first glance, he found some lines and traces on it, and some lines suddenly became a little abrupt, forming a line of characters.

"Boss, please take me in. I want to take Song Chengyue away from Dagan."

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

Is this something big, or is something big going to happen?
If you can force the other party to expose yourself, you will 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 replied in seconds.

"I know more than all the commanders of all generations combined."

"I'm not interested in painted cakes."

"The Emperor Taishang has already practiced Daqian Chaofa, Tianrong Baoshu."

Yu Ziqing was silent, why did he reply?
It was the first time he had heard of the name Dagan Chaofa.

"What is Daqian Chaofa?"

"The ultimate treasure technique corresponding to the god dynasty, every god dynasty has it, but some are lost, and some... don't even remember that there is such a thing as court law."

"I'll find a way to bring you out."

"You must bring Song Chengyue, everything I know, I will let you know."

"it is good."

Yu Ziqing couldn't refuse this kind of condition, and he already had the idea of ​​poaching Lao Song away from the lunatic emperor.

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

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

"I want to ask you something, do you know how to go to court?"

"What's that?" Lao Yang was stunned. How could Yu Ziqing find something he didn't know every time? Was it on purpose?

"Where's the Heavenly Glory Treasure?"

"I seem to have seen this name somewhere, I think..."

The old sheep thought for a moment.

"I've seen this name in an ancient book, but it's just a name, and the details are gone.

And the names that appeared together with it at that time, there are also the life-killing treasure technique and the mantra treasure technique.

Authors who wrote ancient books highly praised these treasures, saying that they all had great supernatural powers. "

"This kind of mantra solidified in the ring on the seventh floor?"

"From ancient times to the present, there is only such a kind of mantra, and there is no one with the same name."

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

"I've never heard of it..." The old sheep was also a little surprised, as if he only discovered this at this time.

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

Including the top methods, there are quite a few who have been touched.

The basic method is even more difficult to describe in a single word. For example, the basic qi refining formula is not counted as being eliminated or lost through the evolution of the past dynasties, but it is still being circulated. There are hundreds of basic qi refining methods with this name.

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

"Do you still remember the last time you experimented here, I don't seem to be restricted by the mantra, did you deduce anything?"

"Just deduce, you must not have cultivated the mantra by accident, and it is stronger than the mantra solidified here, there is another reason."

"I got the news that the old Qianhuang has cultivated the Daqian Dharma, and his name is Tianrong Baoshu. These two are the same thing, so do you think it will..."

"You mean to say that the treasure of mantras is actually Dadui court law? But where did you get the news, is there such a thing as court law? It can only be practiced by the emperor? Didn't you say that the old emperor has cut off the law? Have you contacted Dagan Guoyun?"

Lao Yang's mentality exploded a little, why didn't he know anything about what Yu Ziqing said.

In the past, if you were not good at it, you were not good at it, but you could still understand and know something.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible.

If only the emperor of the God Dynasty can repair it, how did the ring on the seventh floor come about?

There is nothing wrong with the origin of this thing.

The origin of the materials is recorded, and the one who has this level of refining is the senior in 8000 years.

According to your guess, it is impossible for him to practice the Mantra, and he has also cultivated the seven-level Mantra. "

As the old sheep talked, his voice became smaller and smaller.

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

In the end, three volumes of codes were left, one of which was in Langya Courtyard, and became the Langya stone figurines.

But now, Lao Yang himself began to doubt whether the information he got at first was wrong.

Because Yu Ziqing's speculation was indeed very reasonable.

The most intuitive thing is that Yu Ziqing used to be the same as him in the ring on the seventh floor, but later, at some point, he was able to talk nonsense in the ring on the seventh floor.

There must be a reason for this.

Either Yu Ziqing's practice of mantra is better than that of his predecessor, or there is another reason that allows Yu Ziqing to bypass the restrictions.

Now it's clearly the latter.

Knowing the Daqian Chaofa Tianrong Treasure Technique, it is reasonable to speculate that the Mantra Treasure Technique that appears side by side with the Tianrong Treasure Technique is the Dadu Dynasty Treasure Technique. As Emperor Dui, Yu Ziqing is not restricted by the Mantra Treasure Technique and is completely fine. .

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

The old sheep murmured, and left without saying a word.

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

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

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

Originally, I was thinking of taking my time. The easiest way is to let Lao Song feign death.

Now it seems that the straight ball is pulled down directly.

Therefore, Yu Ziqing sent a message to Xin No. [-], asking him to send a message to Emperor Xinqian.

In the familiar place, the familiar empty seaside, Yu Ziqing arranged the formation of the hidden secret room, waiting for the arrival of the new emperor.

The Xingan Emperor arrived very quickly, arriving at the appointed time, and Yu Ziqing had just finished making tea.

"What I should do, I have done."

"I understand, it's up to me next." Emperor Xingan said calmly.

"I'm looking for you this time, and there are two more things."

"You said."

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

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

Xinganhuang looked at that face, his eyes flashed, and a trace of madness flashed in his eyes, but he was not in a hurry to take it.

"What about the second thing?"

"I want to ask you for someone."

"Who?"

"Song Chengyue."

Xinganhuang didn't answer, but stared at Yu Ziqing.

"Song Chengyue is going to defect? ​​Did I ask you?"

Yu Ziqing shook his head.

"You are wrong, a person like him has already put life and death aside.

If he wanted to defect, he would not have waited until today.

Those words will not come out of my mouth today.

It is I who want this person.

This is not a deal.

Whether you like it or not, you can take your face away.

This is what I promised you to find.

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

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

The Xingan Emperor's thoughts changed rapidly, and he laughed inexplicably.

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

That must be... very interesting.

It is certain that it will be detrimental to Daqian.

But, why should he care if it's good for Daqian?

He only knew that this matter was definitely something that his father could never have expected.

Song Seung Wook has been in command 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 really good at doing things, and he is very measured, knowing that he is only loyal to the present.

Even if it was about the matter of the old emperor, Song Chengyue would come to the new emperor first to take orders.

This is beyond many courtiers.

"You want to live?"

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

"Okay, as you wish."

The new emperor didn't hesitate much, so he directly agreed to the matter.

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

Yu Ziqing couldn't help feeling cold.

Even if it had been speculated long ago, the new emperor would not care about it at all. Letting Song Chengyue go is seriously not in the interest of Daqian.

The way this lunatic thinks about problems must have nothing to do with Dagan's interests.

If it were a normal emperor, Yu Ziqing really wouldn't dare to ask for it directly.

Yu Ziqing struggled for a while, but still took out a small bottle of Ganlin stock solution and placed it on the table.

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

He wanted Emperor Xingan to go crazy, but he was also afraid that Emperor Xingan would be too crazy.

There are too many uncontrollable and unpredictable places for lunatics, and things tend to get out of control.

But now, I can't care less.

The Xingan Emperor was not in a hurry to fuse his face, he just put it away, and also took away Gan Lin.

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

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

Xinganhuang's face was gentle, and he seemed to have a discussing tone.

Hearing this, Song Chengyue's eyes changed slightly, not only did he have no fear, but he seemed to have relieved 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 silently, stretched his neck to kill, and was ready to die.

(End of this chapter)