Chapter 28 Night Raid - Death of Chen Chuanshan "You bastard, it's not your turn to speak here." Prince Qing glared at him. Li Changyan stiffened his neck and said, "Isn't what I said true? I don't know how he deceived grandfather, but I know everything about his affairs in the Gu family. More than a year ago, when the Gu family held a martial arts competition, he didn't even dare to go on stage. In just one year, do you think he is really a master?" Prince Qing also had some doubts in his heart, but the battle scene of that day was still vivid in his mind. The master's pressure and the sword flying out of thin air all proved that Gu Yuanqing was the master. He stood up and shouted angrily, "How dare you talk nonsense? Kneel down." Li Changyan knelt on the ground, his eyes red as he said, "My grandson is saying that even if he is really a master, he still refuses to fight against the inhumane monsters like the Red Dragon Sect. What kind of master is he!" Prince Qing seemed to be extremely angry. He waved his long sleeves and invisible true energy burst out. Li Changyan was like being seriously injured and flew backwards, spitting out a mouthful of blood in mid-air. He bumped into the wall and fell to the ground, looking miserable. Prince Qing was so angry that his face turned red. He said, "Kneel outside and don't get up without my order. If you continue to talk nonsense, go back to the palace and be confined for three years." Li Changyan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, glared at Gu Yuanqing fiercely, stood up, walked outside the door and knelt heavily. Gu Yuanqing opened his mouth to speak, but suddenly glanced at Prince Qing and calmly took a sip of tea. If it had been some time ago, he would have been deceived by the scene before him. However, Guanshan's state of mind broke through. As long as he was in Beiquan Mountain, his mind was like a mirror, reflecting everything. Prince Qing seemed to be extremely angry, but in fact he had something hidden in his mind. He brought Li Changyan here, perhaps just for this scene.
"This bastard has been spoiled since childhood. He is arrogant and presumptuous, looking down on everyone. I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, Mr. Gu." Prince Qing sighed as if he was disappointed in his child. Gu Yuanqing smiled slightly: "Your Highness, although you are born into a noble family, you are able to maintain a pure heart. How can you say that you are being laughed at?" Prince Qing smiled a little: "Mr. Gu, you are too kind. There is no need to say anything more about this bastard. I will discipline him when I return. You see, what I just said..." Gu Yuanqing hesitated for a moment before slowly saying, "I have been ordered by the Emperor not to leave Beiquan Mountain. If the prince can force him into Beiquan Mountain, I will take action." Prince Qing stared at Gu Yuanqing for a moment and said with a smile, "Okay, since Master Gu has agreed to help, then I am relieved." After some casual chatting, Prince Qing took Li Changyan away. Li Changyan followed behind him without saying a word. His anger dissipated and he was left with only anxiety. The guards followed far behind. "Do you know where you went wrong?" "A grandson shouldn't have spoken without listening to his grandfather." Prince Qing glanced back and said slowly, "You are wrong. You are too weak." Li Changyan stopped and was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly followed, unable to resist asking again: "Grandfather, is Gu Yuanqing really a master? How is that possible? In just one year, even if he ate natural treasures, he couldn't have made such progress." Prince Qing was silent for a moment before he spoke: "I am not sure either, so I want to take another look this time. If this is true, I will do as your majesty says and help him establish the position of crown prince." "What? Grandfather said he wanted to help Gu Yuanqing become the crown prince..." Li Changyan was shocked. "What nonsense! How can I let an outsider take charge of the Li family's empire?" Prince Qing glared at Li Changyan. "Then you just now..." Li Changyan didn't dare to say anything more when he saw his grandfather's eyes. Gu Yuanqing withdrew his gaze. What Prince Qing said just now confirmed what he felt in his heart. "There may have been an accident with the sealing of the Demon Realm passage, but it should not be as serious as he said, otherwise I should have noticed the difference between these sect disciples on the mountain." "But it doesn't matter. If I can really force the evil cult monster to Beiquan Mountain, I don't mind killing him!"
"But what does Prince Qing mean by helping him establish the position of crown prince? What does it have to do with whether I am a master?" Gu Yuanqing couldn't figure it out, so he just put it aside. He watched the mountains every day and heard countless secrets. If he wanted to investigate every one of them, he would be too busy for the whole day. He asked Feng Tao to come in and clean up the house, then closed his eyes and began to practice again. His progress in cultivation increased by leaps and bounds. His true energy flowed through his meridians like a rolling river, passing through all the major acupoints. After being tempered by the Zhenwu secret treasure, it became more refined. Part of this pure true qi is dispersed into the bones, muscles and tendons of the whole body, being tempered without stopping for a moment. Ordinary people need to find a balance between the growth of true energy and the tempering of the body, but he has no such concerns at all. Because the spiritual energy is like a pool, it is as if there are always natural treasures and elixirs in his body to support him. His cultivation speed in the Zhenwu realm is actually faster than that in the Yuanshi realm. Unconsciously, the outer membrane of the Zhenwu Secret Treasure in the body was flashing with colorful light, and the Xuanwu Secret Treasure was gradually transforming into the Shengwu Secret Treasure. Around noon, his internal Qi burst out, and the shadow of Beiquan Mountain outside his body became clearer. The eighth level of Zhenwu has already been quietly broken through. He sat quietly and waited for his state of mind to become stable. Feng Tao brought lunch and quietly put it aside when she saw this. The old man sensed the aura of the eighth level of Zhenwu, and his expression became uncertain. He had never seen or heard of a person practicing at such a fast speed. It was simply unbelievable. Two hours passed after he sat there, and then Gu Yuanqing opened his eyes. He picked up his sword and went to the edge of the cliff to practice swordplay alone. The sword intent stuck to the long sword and condensed without dispersing. It no longer emitted power as wantonly as before. This meant that the control over the sword intent had reached a new level. While practicing sword skills, he quickly adapted to the changes brought about by the realm breakthrough, allowing the increased strength to be transformed into his own combat power bit by bit. After dinner, Gu Yuanqing entered the Lingshan trial. His realm broke through, and the gap between him and the ninth level of Zhenwu quickly narrowed. After a fierce battle, his winning rate was close to 70%. Watching the mountains, taking trials at Lingshan, practicing swordsmanship, cultivating martial arts, and deducing mental methods, as well as reading in his spare time to enrich his experience and knowledge, Gu Yuanqing only felt that the time in the mountains passed by so quickly. In a blink of an eye, five days passed without incident, and many sect disciples in Beiquan Mountain seemed to have made progress in their cultivation. Many more people came to Beiquan Mountain, all of them were rich and powerful children from the royal capital. They probably got the news and wanted to use the devilish energy to temper the energy of the Heavenly Gang and the Earthly Evils. The courtyard in the mountains is already full, and even many people live in the disciples' rooms. Gu Yuanqing's empty courtyard became conspicuous. The location here is very good, surrounded by mountains and with a wide view, but such a courtyard has never been entered or left. With Prince Qing in charge of the mountain, no one dared to act recklessly, but everyone was speculating about who owned this courtyard. Li Changyan, who knew the inside story, did not dare to say anything. Gu Yuanqing's existence was related to the reputation of the royal family. The emperor detained him here and now moved him to the back mountain just because he did not want people to know. What's more, he was suspected to be a master, so how could he dare to speak nonsense without the permission of King Qing? At night, underground next to Beiquan Mountain, in a wide cave that is more than ten feet long and wide. The ancient stone slab is covered with array patterns, and on the array patterns is added spiritual ink made of cinnabar, chalcedony and other rare treasures. Nine grandmaster secret weapons were embedded in the array base. Nine Zhenwu high-level cultivators sat cross-legged on them, using their own true qi to activate the grandmaster secret weapons. The vital energy of heaven and earth slowly condensed, was refined by the formation and turned into pure vital energy, and slowly passed into the lower seal through the Sky-Repairing Formation.
Further out were the elites from the sects and the imperial court who had their turn to enter today. They were also sitting cross-legged on a huge formation base, holding in their hands the strange stones condensed from the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Evil Qi. With the help of the formation, they injected the escaped demonic energy into the strange stones, stimulated and refined the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Evil Qi, and transformed it into wisps of breath that were absorbed into their bodies. Further outside, there were high-level Zhenwu monks, some of whom closed their eyes and adjusted their breathing, while others released their aura to guard against possible attacks at any time. Outside the cave, the Divine Eagle Guards stood in rows, all arranged in the Divine Eagle formation. Chen Chuanshan concentrated his energy in his eyes, which flashed with a faint light, as he patrolled the surroundings. In all directions, masters of the Demon Suppression Division were hiding secretly. Prince Qing was sitting quietly on a huge rock on Beiquan Mountain. Behind him, Qin Hu was standing straight with a sword in both hands. It is not an exaggeration to say that this arrangement is a dragnet, but no one can take it lightly when facing the Red Dragon Cult. It was already late at night, and many of the imperial guards could not help yawning. They had been on guard for days, and although they took turns to rest, they were still exhausted. "Everyone, cheer up. These are the last few days. If anyone causes any problems, they will be punished by military law!" Chen Chuanshan shouted. Time passed little by little, and the whole world was quiet, as if another night was about to pass peacefully, but suddenly, Chen Chuanshan, who was in the formation, covered his throat, blood spurted out from between his hands, his eyes opened wide, but he could not utter a word. The soldiers around who saw this scene were all stunned, then filled with shock and anger, and shouted: "Enemy attack!" (End of this chapter)