Qianlingxin immediately chased after him, but the black shadow was ghostly scattered by the crowd and disappeared. Mo Fan didn't find anything when he followed, so the two turned around and went back to the inn.

At night, Qian Lingxin stayed in the inn room to continue her research on Guxun, and she erected a wooden window to play in the quiet deep alley outside, without setting up a barrier.

After playing for a while, she suddenly heard a small sound of the tiles above her head, and the sound stopped abruptly, and she listened attentively.

In the quiet of the night, only a few insect chirpings from the wild forest in the distance and a few barking dogs in the streets and alleys were silent. When she thought it was her own delusion, she saw a dark shadow fall from the roof and fall into the dark alley below.

Seeing that this person's figure was quite similar to the person who left sneakily during the day, he immediately put away his bones and hesitated to jump out of the window, and his body turned into an afterimage and chased after the person.

Probably quietly chasing after half a tea kung fu that the black shadow disappeared, she came to a place with high walls and deep courtyards, and it took a long time to confirm that this was the palace compound.

The palace was heavily guarded, and he avoided patrolling and swept on the roof of the highest hall, but looked around but the black figure was gone.

Just as he was about to turn back, a human voice came from the hall at his feet, and he squatted curiously and carefully uncovered a few glazed tiles.

A bright light came into view in the room, and the golden brilliance was a little dazzling, and the eyes only saw the people in the hall clearly after adapting to the light.

It is a study, two bronze crane lamps on the left and right in front of the bookcase, and there is an old man wearing brocade clothes and gorgeous clothes, with a beard and gray hair.

In front of the case, a handsome young man wearing a purple and gold python robe and looking quite orthodox with two beards. At this time, he said to the old man seriously: "Father, the third watch has passed, you better go to bed early, there are still many folds waiting for you to review tomorrow." ”

Qian Lingxin was a little surprised, it turned out that this was the emperor of the world, no wonder he looked unusual, and he saw that the emperor was reading a book that seemed to be an ancient scroll of pills in his hand, and he turned a deaf ear to the things beside him.

The speaker should be a prince, seeing this situation, he stopped talking a little, and still advised: "Father, I know that you don't like your sons to interfere in court politics, but it is not appropriate for you to let state affairs go regardless of the end in this way, this has been decades, how can there be any elixir to resurrect the dead, then the national teacher clearly bewitches the monarch and disturbs the people of the court, father, you should be sober." If this continues, even if the emperor's brother Tan Junheng is really still in the world, he won't want to see you like this! ”

Hearing the "Tan Junheng" shallow listening to the look of surprise, pondering the familiar name carefully, only then did he think of the name written by Tan Hengshu in the secret realm, and he thought back and forth for a long time before he dared to have a guess, could it be that Tan Hengshu was the one that those drinkers in the inn were talking about, the prince born to the emperor's favorite concubine?

The old emperor is past his prime, and he is about to show his old age, Xu is halfway through cultivation and what longevity pills he has taken to barely reach this age, and now he is delirious.

He was momentarily saddened by the lost son he mentioned, and then raised his head and reproached the person: "Yi'er, don't talk nonsense, this is disrespectful to the national teacher." ”

Tan Junyi saw that his old father was still indifferent to the persuasion, and he was even more heartbroken and said: "Father, the son knows that you have been haunted by the fact that the queen mother killed Concubine Yun and made the emperor's brother disappear, and you are even more resentful of the son, but these things have passed for so many years, and the mother has also repented in the Ganye Temple, so far these things can't be forgiven by you?" And the demon road is clearly in calamity to the country and the people, he occupies the tomb of the concubine and does unknown things, and the ministers have found out that several murders in the city are related to him, you know how the people are behind your back, and you can no longer shield this demon road arbitrarily! ”

Qian Lingxin looked at this young prince, but he didn't expect that he was still sensible, but he only heard the emperor displeased: "You are presumptuous, how can you slander the national teacher." Don't care about the gossip, Concubine Yun was a lesson from the past, okay, go to the national teacher to come and see me, just say that I have found the secret recipe for the miracle medicine. ”

I saw a eunuch go out in response, and he was curious about this matter, maybe he could find the answer to the mysterious identity of Tan Hengshu from this emperor, and immediately used the sound of listening to the old man to probe him.

A person's memory will not only be engraved in the mind, but often some unforgettable things will be buried deep in the heart and not noticed. It is the time when the heart is moving, and everything moves from the heart, which is also the essence of the secret method of listening to sound.

As the memory picture spreads out, soon a courtyard full of flowers appeared in front of me, where all kinds of exotic flowers and plants were planted, and the garden was full of fragrance.

Under a magnolia tree, a woman in a plain white shirt was standing, slowly looking back at her.

This time, it seems that the garden is not as beautiful as half a point, and the shallow listening heart is to see the world with his eyes from the perspective of the lord of the country. She could feel how fast the lord of the country's heart was beating at that time, and her heart was overwhelmed, and even when she saw this scene, she couldn't help but sigh.

Thinking of this scene, the memory is the scene when the lord of the country met this beloved concubine when he was young, and it may also be an unforgettable memory in the heart of the lord of the country.

That Concubine Lan didn't seem to be very happy, her slim place was with the morning morning light on her back, and her beautiful face was a little dreamy in the warm sunlight.

Qian Ling thought to himself that this might be Tan Hengshu's mother, who is so beautiful and demure, dignified and noble, this is simply a beautiful fairy from the sky.

The scene changed, and only a woman's screams of pain could be heard in one room, and the eunuch palace maid outside the door was busy changing the basin and water, and the stable woman was in and out in a hurry.

It was the beautiful concubine who was about to give birth to Lin'er, and the emperor was walking back and forth outside the door at this time, anxious, happy and uneasy.

At this time, I suddenly heard a cry from Xiao'er, and before everyone had time to cry with joy, they were frightened by a green light rushing out of the roof, which seemed to be like a strange beast dragon shadow, and it was scattered as soon as it rushed, and it was not really seen.

From now on, some rumors began to circulate in the palace that the emperor's favorite concubine Yun gave birth to a monster, and she was also a fox and goblin who bewitched the emperor, and that child would inevitably bring disaster to the country in the future if he defiled the royal bloodline.

Rumors were overwhelming, Concubine Yun was martyred by hanging herself to prove her innocence, and the emperor was heartbroken and decadent from then on.

The scene changed again, and in front of him was a clean study, in which there was an eight. A nine-year-old boy, with a handsome name and cold eyes, is surrounded by a guard who is about the same age.

Qianling's heart was in a corner and never moved, and at this time it seemed that she could separate her divine consciousness and become a bystander, and when the old emperor peeked at it for a long time and was about to leave, she separated her divine sense and went to the house.

The guard looked at the young man in a daze in front of the table, hesitated for a long time, and finally said cautiously: "Childe, Concubine Yun's death is also hoping that you can get out of prison, and she has always asked you to leave this place of right and wrong. You can rest assured, no matter the ends of the earth, your subordinates will follow you to the death and never leave half a step. ”

For the guard's loyalty, the young man sat on the unopened fire-lacquered letterhead in his hand, and he said calmly: "Mo Fan, you have been protecting me by the order of that mysterious person, and you also hope to leave as soon as possible and let me go with you, right?" ”

Mo Fan was a little embarrassed to touch his nose, and the young man Tan Hengshu waved his hand at him and signaled to retreat.

After Mo Fan went out, Qian Lingxin stood where he was standing just now, tilted his head and looked at Tan Hengshu when he was young, and saw that there was no trace of the trouble caused by being deeply trapped in the palace between his eyebrows, and there was the calm and calmness of a young man in his cold eyes.

At this time, he was slandered as the son of a goblin by the palace, and the palace maids and eunuchs were afraid of him and afraid that he would not be able to hide, so the emperor gave him a grounding order not to step out of the court for half a step.

But looking at him, he can also be calm and unmoved in the rumor turmoil, this style and bones that he has cultivated since he was a child are quite consistent with the current head of the Immortal Sect who can look down on the world.

The young Tan Hengshu opened the letterhead, although he had already guessed what the contents would be, but after all, this was the only thing left to him by his mother, and he couldn't help but want to see it.

Qian Tingxin came closer, and there were a few sentences on it, similar to the persuasion of quoting scriptures: "My son, the son of a daughter can't sit down, remember, a gentleman does not stand on a dangerous wall." ”

Qian Lingxin could see that this may be the only codex of Concubine Yun before her death, and now seeing the words of hundreds of millions of people made the young man's eyebrows condense a layer of sadness and shallow sadness.

Retracting his consciousness and sitting on the glazed tiles, he was also a little inexplicably melancholy, and when he was about to get up and leave, he saw that the national teacher was led by the eunuch carrying a lantern from the corridor outside the hall.

The national teacher Mo was wearing a gorgeous robe embroidered with gold, which looked quite noble, but he also saw that this person's strength was not weak.

Shallow listening to the heart of the body and hidden, and when the national teacher approached the main hall, he found that his steps were a little vain and unstable, after all, he had learned some medical theories with Mo Yichen, so it was obvious that he had fought with people before his spiritual power was injured, and his opponent's mana was higher than him.

When the national teacher came out of the emperor's imperial study, he followed with a shallow listening heart, and left the palace to go to a deserted suburb out of the 49th gate, and the national teacher disappeared in a flash behind a big tree.

Listening to the past, he dared to approach the tree again and again, only to feel that there must be a cat behind the tree, who knew that he had just approached carefully and was sucked in by a force.

The things in front of me were pitch black and cold, there was a faint light on the wall, and there was a dark road in front of me, and there was a cold air all the way.

A cyan firelight jumped out of his fingers, and he set up a protective shield and walked quietly, this place looked a little strange.

It's like a graveyard.

Walking to half a cup of tea, the eyes suddenly opened up, and a strange cold air carried a strong breath to the face.

Shallow Lingxin reacted quickly, and immediately dodged to dodge, and the delusional sword suddenly came out of its sheath, meeting the blow of another violent attack.

A golden shadow appeared in front of him, the sword body was tightly held, and the cold ice qi climbed up along the sword body.

"Demon Dao Listening Technique Inheritor, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"