Changsheng: My realm is more than perfect

Chapter 52 The young world is over

A few days after the New Year, Jiang Shanshan went down the mountain again.

After she swallowed the elixir that day, her spiritual thoughts were like "there is Qi but no roots", or in other words, her spiritual roots were dim.

Wu Meng didn't know whether this kind of qualification could be practiced, but even if it could be achieved, it would be extremely difficult to do so.

This is expected.

Ordinary people have many 'qualification' hurdles if they want to practice martial arts, let alone cultivating immortals.

soon.

Another half year has passed.

Just a few days ago, Wu Meng consumed all the last ingredients of the 'Qishen Pill'. After the addition of the pill transformation technique, the number of pills in his hand already reached four.

Qishen Dan was the name he gave to this pill.

At present, it seems that its function is to detect spiritual root qualifications, and it is not yet known whether it has other magical uses.

In terms of refining, although many of the materials are not expensive, they are laborious and labor-intensive to put together, and the next time the furnace is opened will be at least a few years away.

Wu Meng sealed the Qishen Pill with wax, packed it in a porcelain bottle, and kept it close to his body.

Although he suffered a lot of blows during the process of refining the elixir, the completed elixir can be regarded as a 'thing of the immortal family', so it is naturally extremely precious.

Another month passed.

On this day, Wu Meng was thinking about the next trip.

He plans to travel around the world, but this time it is considered a long journey, and the scope and destination are not limited to the 'Qinglan Kingdom'.

The people, things, and things in the past have all come to an end, and it’s time to embark on a new journey and scenery.

Of course, a farewell is still needed.

Because we may not see each other again in the future.

He packed his luggage, poured a few bottles of wine in front of the tombstones of Wang Shisong and Meng Xiaolei, and immediately headed down the mountain.

Walk halfway.

Suddenly I heard the sound of galloping horses in the forest.

A messenger in official uniform rushed out, saw Wu Meng clearly, jumped off his horse, and half-knelt on the ground.

"Sir, I have come to deliver a message at the request of Emperor Ming."

"You recognize me?"

"When I came here the night before, I kept remembering your portrait over and over again."

The night before...

From Shangjing to Jueshan, it is not surprising that it takes three or four months on an ordinary journey.

This man has extraordinary skills. Judging from his appearance, he must have been able to come here in such a short time after a lot of light work and changing horses several times.

Wu Meng was slightly silent: "Bring me the letter."

Taking the envelope, Xiao Minghuang's private seal was printed on it.

Open it and find a thin piece of paper with a few words written on it.

"Mo Ping is dead. Come to Beijing quickly."

Wu Meng's pupils shrank slightly and he stared at the letter for a long time, speechless.

……

……

The next day, it's time.

Xiao Minghuang returned from the front hall. He looked tired and walked hurriedly. He asked the eunuch to hand over the documents and rubbed his forehead.

Squeak!

The eunuch pushed open the door of the study room and saw a figure standing inside.

"There is an assassin..."

The head eunuch trembled with fright. Before he could speak neatly, Xiao Minghuang patted him on the shoulder: "One of you, go down and ask the imperial kitchen to cook some elegant and exquisite dishes."

"twitter!"

The chief eunuch's heart was beating loudly and he responded.

How could anyone dare to 'wait' in the imperial study room in advance like this, keeping silent, and not turning around to greet him when he opened the door.

It's obvious that he's here to cause trouble!

And Emperor Ming is in charge of the world, he is docile in both the government and the public, and he is the supreme king in the world. Who dares to find trouble?

And how those layers of imperial guards let people in!

The head eunuch didn't dare to think too much, lowered his head and ran away.

study.

"That little eunuch, is he the son of the housekeeper of the old house?" Wu Meng turned his back and asked casually.

Xiao Minghuang closed the study door and said with a chuckle: "Thank you. Mo Ping and I were in a hurry to go down the mountain without caring. If you hadn't given us some advice, how would his father and son have survived?"

Xiao Minghuang opened up the books on the bookshelf, made two places, picked up his dragon robe, and chose a place to sit on the floor.

"Wu Meng, please don't miss me in your heart. This boy stayed with his wife before he became a eunuch, and his body was cleansed by his father himself."

"You understand me." Wu Meng turned around, took a deep look at Xiao Minghuang, and sat down on the bookshelf next to him.

"Where is Maupin's body?"

"He was buried three days ago. He liked the excitement, so I put him in the imperial mausoleum."

"How did you die?"

"The imperial doctor said it was hysteria, and he went crazy. He committed suicide and cut off his head entirely with a knife."

Wu Meng frowned.

First-class masters have deep inner strength and are rarely troubled by diseases. Even the strange poisons of the Jianghu can only be used on them to the best effect.

How can one be so prone to hysteria and epilepsy?

There was a long silence.

"Did you kill him?" Wu Meng suddenly asked.

"No."

Xiao Minghuang shook his head and smiled happily: "Wu Meng, I should grab your collar and answer you, but it's a pity that you are in the heaven realm and I don't have the ability."

Lean slightly.

The head eunuch knocked on the door.

The little eunuchs were standing outside the door carrying dishes.

Wu Meng stood up: "You can eat it yourself. Just send someone to take me to the scene to see it."

Xiao Minghuang stood up: "I'll take you there."

Immediately, he waved his hand.

After the two of them had gone far away, the silent little eunuchs all started talking: "Father, who is that? How dare your Majesty lead the way in person!"

The manager glanced at the messy bookshelf where the two were sitting, and quickly closed the door.

Thinking of the stories his father once told him, he already had the answer in his mind.

"That's your Majesty's closest brother. He's a very celestial being. He's even more powerful than Lord Mo. Do you know that he went to the Ziqing Palace in the east of Beijing? Your Majesty made a lot of repairs after he ascended the throne and maintained it every day, just to keep it for this big shot..."

"I'm just saying this to open your eyes. Don't talk nonsense. It can cause more trouble than losing your head..."

……

……

Song Moping's body has been buried, and many important information has been missed.

Although Wu Meng had a grudge, there was no need to open the coffin and conduct an autopsy.

In this matter, Xiao Minghuang has enough motives.

Song Moping was too powerful in the court. As an emperor, Xiao Minghuang would only have conflicts with such a powerful official sooner or later.

People are fickle, and the emperor's family is even more so.

But it was still hard for Wu Meng to accept that this day came so quickly.

Maybe it was really not Xiao Minghuang’s fault?

Wu Meng had tried it, but he couldn't see clearly.

Because Xiao Minghuang was too familiar with him.

Of course, if it was not Xiao Minghuang's hand, then there would only be three other heavenly realms left.

Wu Meng left Beijing alone.

One month later, there were rumors in the world that the Blood Bodhi in Jingtianzhuang went crazy while practicing Kung Fu, and his level dropped.

Not long ago, Blood Bodhi personally came forward to refute the rumors, and then announced his complete retirement from the world.

In early summer, an even more explosive news detonated the world. The unknown doctor broke into Longtan alone and met with Patriarch Tongxuan for three moves at Huixuanmen.

Unexpectedly, the unknown doctor did not have martial ethics. After three moves, he suddenly launched a sneak attack and followed up with dozens of moves.

Ancestor Tongxuan tried his best to resist.

For a time, sand and rocks were flying, and the sky and the earth were darkened.

In the end, Patriarch Tongxuan was defeated by half a move, so he took action with his palm in anger.

Of course, this is an early version spread by Huixuanmen himself.

After the sect dispersed, there were rumors that Patriarch Tongxuan was kicked more than ten times by an unknown doctor. In the end, his muscles and bones were broken, his heart and spleen were broken, and he could only breathe.

Tongxuan was unwilling to be humiliated, so he struck the heavenly spirit with his palm, crushing his head and died.

After that, even weirder versions circulated.

But within half a year, two heavenly beings 'disappeared' one after another, and there was more or less the shadow of the unknown doctor behind them.

For a moment, all eyes fell on the Star Reaching Pavilion.

　The next chapter is the final chapter of Jianghu. The character lines are almost completed. There should be some surprises. I will briefly summarize it later.

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