Emperor Luo Ming, who got the Eight Laws of the Blood Emperor, was in a good mood, so he liked Li Cheng very much, and now Li Cheng has become a celebrity in front of Emperor Luo Ming after this incident, and his identity can be compared with the national teacher and Ji Ji.

Therefore, after Li Cheng put forward his request, Emperor Luo Ming did not hesitate for long, and agreed to Li Cheng's request very simply.

"Li Fu, since you want to go somewhere, then go ahead! But I need to explain to you a little bit, although the Great Power View is only a Taoist temple, its etiquette must not be lost!"

After instructing Li Cheng in some details, Li Cheng withdrew from the imperial study.

In front of the Taiji Palace, in the white marble square, Li Cheng, under the leadership of the little eunuch, went to the outside of the palace, and the palace was brightly lit all the way, as brilliant as the stars and rivers.

Moving forward, Li Cheng held the holy decree in his hand, but his heart drifted to decades ago.

"Li Cheng, from today onwards, you are my distant nephew, named Li Fu!" In Li He's mansion, Li Cheng knelt in front of Li He, his forehead touched the ground deeply, and his whole body trembled.

Li He's eyes were full of pain, and Li Cheng, who was on the ground word by word, said some words, decades have passed, and he can't remember most of the words back then, but only this sentence has been ringing in his ears all these years.

"In the bloodshed case of that year, I must seek justice, what if you are the son of heaven? Uncle, you have been hiding in the great power view for so many years, I want to see, how can you avoid me today?"

After recovering from his memories, Li Cheng's eyes flickered with shimmering light in the night, like two cold stars in the night sky.

His fingers clenched, his nails digging deep into the skin of his palm, which was covered with blood.

After leaving the palace, Li Cheng walked towards Qingye Lane, now it is not far from Zishi, there are not many pedestrians on the street, and the shops on both sides of the street are almost closed, only a few flower buildings are still brightly lit, and the sound of its warbler Yanyan continues to come out, for them the nightlife has just begun.

Li Cheng walked on the street, and in the middle of the night, looking at the houses on both sides of the street, and the faint lights of some people who slept late, he was like a lonely ghost.

There were guards and city guards on the street who walked by from time to time, and after seeing Li Cheng, they were extremely conscious and did not ask anything.

They all know Li Cheng.

Although the name of Li Private is not familiar to everyone in the Purple Cloud Empire, even children know it in the huge Kyoto.

As Li Cheng walked towards Aoba Lane, a monk appeared outside the gate of the imperial city.

Now that the gates of the Imperial City are closed, anyone who wants to enter the Imperial City must wait until the gates are wide open the next day.

However, when the monk came to the city gate, he jumped up in the air, and climbed up step by step, as if there was a transparent ladder under his feet, extending to the head of the imperial city.

As long as the city gate is closed, cultivators who want to enter the city can only wait until the city gate is opened, otherwise it is easy to cause the laws of the imperial city and a large bombardment.

This is not the point, it is more likely to attract some old monsters hidden in the city, even if it is an emperor-level existence, it will also consider one or two in the face of those old monsters in the imperial city.

But the monk didn't care about it at all.

After he ascended to the top of the city, a wall of countless intricate lines appeared in the void at the head of the imperial city.

Facing this wall, the monk folded his hands and his body bloomed with colorful light, and then directly ignored the wall in front of him and stepped into the city.

Except for the fleeting of this wall, there is no other change in the city, let alone attracting the old monsters in the imperial city.

In front of the Great Power View, Li Cheng looked at the closed door of the Great Power View, took a step, and then began to knock on the door.

"I'm coming!" knocked on the door a few times, Li Cheng's voice shouted a hint of anger, and it sounded in front of the Great Power View.

"You shouldn't have come!"

The door didn't open, it just sounded.

"Why?" Facing the voice in the Great Power View, Li Cheng could no longer suppress the anger in his heart: "He killed my whole family, you just watched it like this, and after watching it for so many years, you are still indifferent?"

"You're still young!" the voice that sounded earlier in Kannai did not answer immediately, but after being silent for a while, the voice sounded a little tired.

"Small?" Li Cheng sneered, and then his voice became cold: "You are very ruthless, since this is the case, then you can take a good look at my Li family's extinction! I will return all the things you have taught in the past thirty years, and I will not have you as an uncle from now on!"

In front of the great power view, after Li Cheng said this, he directly threw the holy decree of his hand to the great power view in front of him.

The holy decree fell in front of the gate of the Great Power View, and it began to give birth to thousands of golden threads, which spread and shuttled in the air, and finally went towards the plaque of the Great Power View.

Throwing out the holy decree, Li Cheng turned around and walked towards the outside of Aoba Alley.

From beginning to end, the door of the great power view has not been opened, and the people inside have no intention of going out to watch.

After leaving Qingye Lane, Li Cheng did not immediately return to Li He's house, but went to the famous flower building of Wanjunxi in Kyoto, called a few women with outstanding appearance, and got drunk.

After drinking, the women in the house were dispersed, and the noise was restored to peace, and when Li Cheng was the only one in the house, Li Cheng began to cry with his head in his arms.

Thirty years ago, there was a tragedy in Kyoto, and for the people of Kyoto, it was just a matter of a rebel rebel being suppressed by the imperial court.

However, few people know that this matter has nothing to do with rebellion at all, and it is just a wanton act by Emperor Luo Ming to satisfy his lust.

"I can't kill you with my own hands, but I have the ability to bury you in my hands, Blood Emperor Eight Laws?hehe, will he tolerate you devouring him one day?"

After crying for a while, Li Cheng stood up, came to the window, pushed the window and looked in the direction of the palace.

When he looked in the direction of the palace and was stunned, the lights in his room flickered, and the next moment a voice sounded: "Donor, what are you thinking?"

This voice sounded very suddenly, Li Cheng's attention was on the palace in the distance at the moment, but he was not intimidated at all.

Unhurriedly looking behind him, the monk in a monk's robe under the lamp, his bald head shining in the light, was looking at him with kind eyebrows and laughing.

"Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is who you are!" The monk's smile remained unchanged, and he raised his hand to Li Cheng.

Hearing this, Li Cheng directly held the scimitar of the Southern Tang Dynasty hanging from his waist, ready to cut out the scimitar at any time and cut off the monk's head.

"Donor, don't be nervous, I'm here to help you!" The monk didn't care at all about the tension at the moment, and his smile became more and more warm.

"Help me?" Li Cheng didn't know this monk at all, and suddenly came out and said such a sentence to himself, Li Cheng didn't believe the monk's words.

"Do you take me for an idiot?" Li Cheng's voice had become more and more cold, and the next moment, he was likely to pull out the Nantang scimitar at his waist, resulting in the life of the monk in front of him.

"I know you'll doubt me, but you shouldn't doubt it!"

As if he had thought of something, the monk took out a small sword from his bosom and handed it to Li Cheng.

"Sad little sword?" When Li Cheng saw this pitch-black little sword, which was only as thick as his thumb and was an inch long, his body trembled.

"How do you have my father's sword?"

"Master Li Shi lit a soul lamp in my Jiaye Temple back then!" the monk said slowly.

"So, my father is still alive?" Listening to the monk's words, Li Cheng's trembling voice changed timbre, and he grabbed the monk's shoulder and shook it.

"No, Li Shizhu Caojigou was killed, and his soul suffered a great blow, although he reshaped his body in the Jiaye Temple, but it was still difficult to change his life!"

The monk's body shook slightly, and after breaking free from Li Cheng's hands, he spoke.

Hearing the monk's words, Li Cheng finally calmed down, but his face was gloomy at the moment.

"Thirty years ago, your father exchanged a treasure for me to come here to assist you!

In the Minghua Building, except for Li Cheng and the monks, no one else knew about the meeting, and after this night, nothing happened in Kyoto.

Everything seemed to return to normal, and the capital once again became a stagnant water, and this situation lasted until the fifteenth day after the end of the year, and was finally broken.

During this period of time like a backwater, Li Cheng stayed in Li He's mansion and practiced penance all day long.

The Fifteenth Lantern Festival is a festival second only to the New Year's Pass for the human race, so Kyoto is also very lively on this day.

The streets were full of lanterns, lions, dragons, stilts, and jugglers all took to the streets.

The whole of Kyoto, the whole human race is a festive place.

On this day, Li Cheng returned from penance, and he left Li He's mansion and took a monk to wander the streets.

"Donor, tonight should be the most appropriate time, the entire human race is in this festive atmosphere, with the qi of the entire human race as a cover, but there must be some generals where we start!"

They were shuttling through the streets, and the monks were constantly talking to Li Cheng with their spirits.

"Zhong Dinglou is where we are going, but it is a little troublesome where we want to go tonight!" Li Cheng touched his chin and thought about it, before replying.

"The Marquis of Changning has set up the Ten Thousand Immortals Meeting in it, and it is really difficult to go!" the monk nodded.