Start with the jailer

The eleven clones of Li Qingfeng have each found the location of a holy light star.

Then, the main consciousness switched, and the split soul continued to watch the crime videos of the prisoners of the Yu tribe in its original body.

In the sea of ​​stars, the strongest clone of Cang Xiu had a subtle change in his expression.

Li Qingfeng's main consciousness has been transferred here.

Without any hesitation, Cang Xiu's clone took the next step onto the light star under the control of Li Qingfeng's main consciousness, and then it dispersed into Qi and gathered into form. The blue-red Qi particles were linked together with the particles of the entire holy light star.

With the original experience of collapsing a star, he now just did the same thing, copying it, and the whole process seemed to be extremely smooth.

I have personally experienced all the sudden changes that may occur during the process, so naturally, they will not cause any fluctuations in my heart.

Therefore, while the star-collapsing process of Cangxiu's clone was proceeding in an orderly manner, the star-collapsing process of the other ten clones, including Yinsha and Yanmo, also began simultaneously at this moment.

Time passed slowly.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Time has also entered the last month of the first year of Datong, the twelfth month, which is December.

When it came to December, although there were still thirty days left until the Chinese New Year, both the private sector and the imperial court, as well as the Jianyuan, Guiwang Sect, Leiming Mountain and other places that still exist today, all began to prepare for the grand festival of the Chinese New Year.

In the streets and alleys, every shop began to release all kinds of red New Year goods, and firecrackers covered with red paper with golden "Fu" characters written on them were placed between the shops.

The children were laughing and playing, walking back and forth on the street with firecrackers, rice cakes, and candy figures.

On the other side, on Zhufeng Mountain, many people were cutting bamboo and continuing to make firecrackers.

In previous years, the demand for firecrackers was huge, starting from the 20th day of the 12th lunar month and lasting until the 15th, 16th, or 17th day of the first lunar month of the following year.

And this year, the first year of Datong, the first New Year's Eve of the Datong Dynasty, is even more meaningful.

The children on the streets have been playing with small firecrackers since the first day of December. It is foreseeable that a large number of firecrackers will be needed in the twelfth month of this year and even on the 30th day of the first lunar month next year.

Especially since the Stargazing Pavilion no longer had the heavy tasks of previous years, and the Common People's Academy opened a course on divination and prohibition, there were more array masters and prohibition masters who could participate in making firecrackers at the beginning and end of the year...

This is the prosperous age!
Only in a peaceful and prosperous era can the already crucial prohibition masters and formation masters no longer have to work so hard on making war-preparation formations and prohibitions, but instead be able to use what they have learned throughout their lives to make these small items for the entertainment of the people.

The firecrackers in this world are actually made of bamboo. The people in the Stargazing Pavilion carve forbidden runes and activation runes with spatial attributes on a complete section of bamboo.

This activation rune does not even require the use of true energy to activate it. One only needs to press down the mechanism-like lock. After the activation rune that has been split into two is combined like a tiger talisman, it will automatically activate the space rune restriction on the firecracker.

The space rune restriction will be activated directly, which will probably directly squeeze the air inside the firecracker and even the space itself, and then it will suddenly explode, bursting out a flash of fire and a loud bang!
at this time,

Ming Yayin, who was guarding the Bloody Great Wall in southern Xinjiang, was dressed in a tight suit and a cloak, and returned exhaustedly accompanied by a team of guards.

Her eyes were full of anticipation, her heart was full of eagerness, and also full of...longing.

However, when she actually reached the south gate of Jin'an City, she suddenly felt a little scared and was afraid to enter the city.

Approaching the city that has always been in her heart.

There is a city in her heart...not because the city is so good or beautiful, but because the person she misses day and night and is obsessed with in her dreams lives in this city!
At this moment, Xiaolan, who had come to greet them, stepped forward with a bit of joy on her face and said, "Second Miss! You're back!"

Ming Yayin nodded slightly, but her eyes were wandering as if she was searching for something.

Ming Jinling, with a head full of white hair, held several firecrackers in his hands, but said cunningly, "No need to look for it! Fengfeng is not here!"

One could see with the naked eye the flash of disappointment in Ming Yayin's eyes, but it was only a fleeting moment.

She quickly stepped forward, grabbed Ming Jinling's cheeks and squeezed them, while the guards accompanying her smiled kindly and gently.

But soon, the family members of the guard also showed up.

The guards dispersed.

Ming Yayin held Ming Jinling's hand, and the two sisters talked and laughed as they walked towards Fuchunju, but they would still glance in the direction of Tianlao from time to time, as if they expected that person to suddenly appear and say to her - long time no see.

However, until she returned to Fuchunju, she had never seen that person coming, nor had she heard the words "long time no see".

night,

The sound of firecrackers rang out one after another.

Fires are everywhere in today's Ancheng, one after another.

The night market is extremely lively, with sounds of celebration everywhere.

People from the three departments patrolled in all directions, while people from the Sky Patrol secretly guarded an area of ​​a hundred feet in radius.

Yu Xuanwei, the commander of the Sky Patrol, sat quietly on the highest roof of Jin'an Lane. She closed her eyes, held her sword, and bit a white grass root in her mouth, savoring the sweetness of the white grass root when it was bitten.

But her perception always covers the entire Jin'an Lane.

She watched Zhang Ting and Xiao Jiandun busy making some dishes invented by the emperor, and listened to Xiao Jiangshan and other children in Jin'an Lane talking about the relationship between the most basic standing practice and the body, and the most basic knowledge and experience of martial arts...

A cool breeze blew by.

Yu Xuanwei drew her sword.

Stupid!
The sound of the sword being unsheathed resounded, a cold light flashed three inches away, and the true meaning of the sword raged within a hundred feet radius.

This hundred-foot area has almost become a dead end for warriors below the Dharma Realm!

But the visitor seemed to be in an empty place.

The murderous intent increased slightly again.

The face of the person who came slowly emerged from the darkness. He was dressed in a black robe... Ming Yayin.

General Quan of the Bian Army, Ming Yayin!

The real dean of Jiantian Academy, Ming Yayin!
And... the real controller of Fuchunju!
Sheath the sword.

Even though the sword was sheathed, Yu Xuanwei's vigilance did not diminish at all. Instead, she asked with a scrutinizing look, "Dean Ming?"

Ming Yayin was slightly embarrassed and her breathing became a little rapid.

It was as if someone had caught them having a secret love affair...

She hadn't seen Li Qingfeng the whole day since she returned to Jin'an City, so at this moment she couldn't help but come to Jin'an Lane to take a look.

But he didn't expect to be stopped by Yu Xuanwei.

"Fish Commander?"

"I am just here for a spin. I will not interfere with your mission."

Yu Xuanwei's whole person softened a bit: "Please do as you please, Dean!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she held the sword in her arms again, withdrew her sword intent, and waved her hand. Another white grass root floated out from her storage ring, and she bit it gently.

Ming Yayin scanned the area with her senses and found that Li Qingfeng was not in Jin'an Lane, but Zhang Ting and Xiao Jiandun were obviously preparing a sumptuous dinner, and Xiao Jiangshan was also there...

Maybe Li Qingfeng will come here later.

She walked directly to Yu Xuanwei and sat down, then asked, "Imperata root?"

"Does Commander Fish like the taste of Imperata cylindrica?"

Yu Xuanwei shook her head: "I don't like it!"

Ming Yayin was slightly surprised, but also understood.

She knew that Yu Xuanwei was the daughter of a fisherman and was not liked by her parents. When the Commoners' Academy was first established, this girl had traveled over 10,000 miles all by herself to come to Jin'an City.

Such an experience... destined her to be not a normal person.

"why?"

Yu Xuanwei: "Because the emperor said that if you want to do something you like... you must first do a lot of things you don't like!"

Ming Yayin's expression showed a hint of hostility.

This may be called sensitivity.

Perhaps it can be considered a trait possessed by people who have lacked love since childhood.

But this is actually an ability that all living things possess. It’s just that people who have lacked love since childhood need to more clearly perceive the good and evil of others in order to protect themselves, so the feelings of people who have lacked love since childhood will become more acute.

That is what is called sensitivity.

But this feeling is basically not wrong.

It can be said that it was with this sensitivity that Ming Yayin founded Fuchunju and survived in the Tang Dynasty as a half-demon and a remnant of the Ming family.

This was also because she felt that the Immortal Organization had no ill will towards her, so she dared to cooperate with it boldly...

At this moment, Ming Yayin keenly felt the girl's abnormal absolute trust and dependence on Li Qingfeng!

Even... it's emotion!

It was a kind of intense and extreme feeling that perhaps even Yu Xuanwei herself hadn't noticed, a feeling of being together through life and death that didn't require any thought at all...

Ming Yayin even believed that this girl who didn’t like to eat Imperata root but carried a lot of it with her... was the most determined executor of Li Qingfeng’s ideal of universal harmony.

Because... she doesn't need to think about the difficulty of realizing the concept of universal harmony, nor does she need to consider whether her own interests will be impacted by that concept... She only needs to consider - that is what Li Qingfeng wants to do!

Ming Yayin was full of thoughts, but she just said lightly: "Really? But what the emperor said is indeed very philosophical!"

"He always seems to be able to see through the essence of everything and directly grasp the essence and the most critical point..."

For example, the previous plots by Ziwei Palace and the noble families against Li Qingfeng, and the capture of those hidden superiors...

He sees through every detail of each case and hits the target with every strike.

When the topic turned to praising Li Qingfeng, the girl in front of him suddenly became bright, her eyes sparkling, as if the person being praised was not Li Qingfeng but herself.

And the girl suddenly changed from being very frugal with words to being very talkative.

An indescribable complex feeling emerged in Ming Yayin's heart... She used to think that she was the one who loved Li Qingfeng the most, and Zhang Ting was just the choice of Li Qingfeng because he didn't want to waste more time on love between men and women, which means that Zhang Ting was just lucky.

Zhang Ting doesn't even understand anything.

But when Zhang Ting also met the qualifications to enter the Immortal Mountain, she knew that Zhang Ting had done a lot.

And at this moment... she discovered that no one loves more deeply than anyone else.

When you are really in love, your feelings will be equally deep.

Time passes slowly,

Among the eight floors of the heavenly prison,

Li Qingfeng slowly opened his eyes, and his habitual perception swept across the entire area of ​​​​Jin'an City within a radius of a thousand miles, and even swept across the entire Houtuzhou.

But this time, he fell silent.

"are you back?"

In the picture sent back by perception, Ji Yanwei of the Ji family was still sitting in deep thought, supplementing the formation diagram in front of her. The content on the diagram was similar to the structure of a maglev train.

It is not difficult to make a library float, but it is very difficult to make it a moving flying car.

This was a scene that made Li Qingfeng feel slightly guilty.

But then, the scene of Jin'an Lane made Li Qingfeng hold his breath unconsciously.

Xiao Jiandun and Zhang Ting were busy cooking.

On the roof not far away, Ming Yayin and Yu Xuanwei were talking.

A little further away, Chen Jingnu, Xin Yuan...

Li Qingfeng felt his scalp tingling.

I just feel that the image fed back by my perception at this moment is even more dizzying than the image three days ago when Mo Shuyang and Tang Boyong launched the Hometown Plan and almost shattered the entire universe.

"Forget it... I won't go back tonight!"

"……in addition……"

Li Qingfeng’s figure appeared directly on the seventh floor of the Heavenly Prison.

His eyes were fixed on the secluded platform where Ming Yayin's father Ming Siyu was.

The platform had been stopped long ago, and the black tubes that were originally inserted into Ming Siyu's body had long disappeared.

However, Ming Siyu had been drained of his vitality and true energy by Youtai for two hundred years and could no longer wake up.

Ming Siyu had already been placed in a glazed coffin.

As for the Coffin of Life and Creation, that thing obviously contains the energy of the Heavenly Dao. Li Qingfeng is not afraid of the energy of the Heavenly Dao, and even hopes to obtain more of the energy of the Heavenly Dao to achieve a stronger body of destruction.

But for Ming Siyu, just a trace of Heavenly Dao energy would be enough to cause him to be invaded by Heavenly Dao.

Even though Li Qingfeng had stopped Youtai's extraction of Ming Siyu and placed him in a glazed coffin as early as July, five months had passed... and Ming Siyu still showed no signs of waking up.

"The damage to my essence is too severe... acupuncture and moxibustion are useless, and medicine and stones are ineffective..."

Ming Siyu's condition at this moment was just like the most difficult case Li Qingfeng had encountered in his previous life - both internal energy and qi were exhausted.

The so-called Zhongqi is the Qi of the spleen and stomach. When the Qi of the spleen and stomach are both defeated, the patient wants to eat but cannot eat anything. Anything eaten cannot be digested. Even if glucose is directly injected through infusion, the body will not absorb it at all, but will excrete it intact.

That is a disease that is truly incurable.

With this disease, the only way out is to wait for death.

But ordinary people would die after waiting for half a month.

For a warrior like Ming Siyu who has reached the seventh level of the Spirit Transformation Realm, his vitality is even more abundant, and it will take him about two or three years to exhaust all his vitality and die.

"The spiritual fluid is of some use, and Ming Jinling's blood is also of some minor use... But if I really rely on this kind of cultivation, I'm afraid it can only keep me alive. If I want to recover or even wake up, it's probably extremely difficult..."

"Forget it... If she doesn't ask me, I won't tell her. I'll wait until she's cured..."

With a long sigh, Li Qingfeng once again dripped spiritual liquid and Ming Jinling's blood into the glass coffin. Then he turned around and returned to the eighth floor, continuing to watch the crime videos of the Yu tribe prisoners with his eyes closed.

As he finished watching the criminal videos of the Yu tribe, Li Qingfeng's expression became more and more solemn.

"Heaven..."

"The ceiling is bent and one leg is missing... Isn't it the Chinese character 乇?"

"Is the Yu tribe related to the Heavenly Dao?" (End of this chapter)