The cold of December fell sharply on the wilderness, and heavy snow fell and covered the land, leaving the Northern Front of the Great Song Dynasty and the Buddha Kingdom in a state of stalemate, and the Southern Front had to temporarily abandon the attack because of the assassination of the Supervision Yuan. The cherry blossom mountain range is full of cherry blossoms fluttering, and the waste and beauty make people feel like they are in a fairyland, and the majestic halls of the Qingtian God Cult in the mountains are even more beautiful and coercive among the cherry blossoms.

On the top of the mountain, the clouds and mist shrouded it, and it was not clear what existence there was, but the cultivators of the world all knew that there was the Heavenly Dao Temple, the most powerful human power of the blue sky and Haoyang, and at this time, the goddess in front of the temple looked at the dilapidated Heavenly Dao Temple without the slightest surprise, as if it was not the first time to come here.

Li Zizi stood inside the gate, and the goddess stood outside the gate, and the two looked at each other like this, and there was no word, only the autumn wind told some inexplicable feelings.

"How long has it been since I've been able to see you," the goddess began.

Li Zizi smiled, didn't speak, and still looked at the goddess so calmly, as if nothing could make his face change in any way.

"Is it just fun?" Li Zizi asked, still so calm.

The goddess was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Just happy."

Li Zizi didn't speak, his expression was still so calm, a gust of wind blew up Li Zizi's academy white shirt, and even more blew off the gauze scarf on the goddess's face, the peerless appearance hidden under the gauze scarf, no matter if you look at it, you will be jealous, there will be dominance**, but Li Zizi in the gate is still like that.

"If he knew that you were the goddess of the Qingtian God Sect, I don't know what would happen," Li Zizi said with a smile, and that smile was as bright and innocent as the sun.

After hearing this, the goddess lowered her head and closed the corners of her mouth tightly and did not speak, she was Xiao Qing, the ethereal fairy of the Ethereal Pavilion of the Great Song Dynasty Holy Land, and Zhao Feng's fiancée, and the other identity that no one knew was the goddess of the Qingtian Divine Sect, and now in the face of Li Zizi's identity in the world, she still has a fourth identity, and that side is the chosen wife of Qingtian Haoyang thousands of years ago.

"He's doomed," Li Zizi said, before turning to leave.

Xiao Qing looked at Li Zizi's back as if he had made a big decision, and then the dilapidated wooden door was slowly closed by the wind.

Somewhere on the top of the mountain, the goddess watched the goddess who entered the audience without speaking, and it was as calm as usual, which was terrifying, the wind blew up clouds and shrouded no one knew what was going on the top of the mountain, and no one knew what was going on in the Heavenly Dao Temple.

"Her fate has been decided since a thousand years ago," said the sloppy Taoist, who did not come at any time, as he walked up to the viewer.

The contemplator was silent, but he was reincarnated and looked to the north and looked at the Great Song Dynasty Lin'an, which was in the supervision courtyard.

In the Supervision Yuan, Zhao Feng stood in the courtyard, compared with the other government yamen Supervision Yuan, it was extremely deserted, and there were no officials coming and going, if it weren't for someone cleaning here, many people believed that there was actually no one living here, a leaf fell, and a butterfly flew over, making the quiet Supervision Yuan look a little angry, Zhao Feng watched the leaf fall, and watched the butterfly fly by.

"Where are you," Zhao Feng said softly.

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On December 11, when the news of the assassination of the Marquis of Shenwu in Silent City came, the emperor angrily threw a lot of things in the imperial study, and the chamberlain carefully packed up the fragments, and did not dare to raise his head to speak, for fear that this would touch the emperor's brow, and his own life would be over.

King Feng entered the palace in the middle of the night, and the Marquis of Shenwu was assassinated, although he was only slightly injured, but on the other hand, it also showed that the Supervision Yuan sat idly by, and only heard the voice of the emperor angrily scolding King Feng in the imperial study that night, which plunged the entire palace into fear, and the emperor who was known as Renjun started a fire, which was also terrifying.

Zhao Feng stood in the imperial study and was silent, just quietly listening to the emperor's angry scolding of Shenwu Hou, and he knew before the emperor, but there was no way to do this, because the assassin was the adjudicating priest, and the people around the cultivator supervision institute who had carried the Qingtian Divine Sect for thousands of years had done their best.

The Supervision Yuan lost more than a dozen Cave Xuan Realm and three Knowing Cultivators before the ruling priest was seriously injured and fled.

"Brother Wang, it's not good for me to lose my temper," said the Great Song Emperor, who calmed down after a long time, sitting on the dragon chair.

King Feng looked at the emperor who had calmed down, did not speak, just stood quietly like that, as his most trusted imperial brother, he also knew that the relationship between Shenwu Hou and the southern front was assassinated now, although it was only a slight injury, but he was also uncomfortable, after all, if Shenwu Hou died or the assassination news was released, then the southern front would definitely be in chaos, and the army would be unstable, after all, the assassination of the commander would definitely make the soldiers and generals below uneasy.

"Your Majesty, the Blue Sky Divine Sect will not be the only one this time, and now the Supervision Yuan is simply short of manpower to deal with it," Feng Wang said after a long time.

After hearing this, the emperor nodded and said, "I know, but now it is difficult for the Great Song Dynasty to draw people."

King Feng was just about to speak, when he suddenly had a flurry of footsteps, and then a chamberlain hurriedly ran in, knelt in the main hall, saluted, and had a few folds in his hand.

"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness King Feng has just sent these secret folds from the Supervision Academy," the chamberlain said.

When the emperor and King Feng heard this, they were shocked, and then the emperor said, "Quick, bring it up"

The Supervision Yuan will not send a secret fold for no reason, there must be a big event, and the big thing that is happening now is the assassination of officials or generals in the Great Song Dynasty by the Qingtian Divine Sect, and the assassination of Shenwu Hou is only happening just in the morning, and it has not been announced, this is if there are other officials who die, it will make the people of the Great Song Dynasty unstable.

After the emperor took the secret fold and looked at it, his face became more and more gloomy, and finally he slammed the secret fold in his hand on the table, full of anger, Zhao Feng was silent, looking at the emperor's expression, he knew that the secret fold must have been the assassination of the Great Song Dynasty by the ruling priest, but he didn't know what kind of big thing happened to make the emperor so angry.

"Three people were killed in Kyushu Taishou, and the Marquis of Shengwu was assassinated and slightly injured on the way to the northern front," the emperor said in a gloomy voice.

Zhao Feng was shocked when he heard this, and his heart was full of anger, and he whispered to himself, "The action is so fast"

"The Supervision Yuan's manpower, the Xuan cultivators, lost thirty of them, and ten of them died, while the ruling priest left only two corpses," the emperor didn't hear Zhao Feng's words, but continued.

Zhao Feng's anger was now limited to his face, and he said, "Your Majesty, now the Supervision Yuan is simply not manpower enough to deal with the ruling, and the priest should take the initiative to attack instead of being passively defending."

"What do you mean," the emperor said as he looked at Zhao Feng.

"Continue to assassinate," Zhao Feng said with a ruthless expression on his face.

"But" The emperor instantly understood what he meant after hearing Zhao Feng's words, but what should he do if he continued to assassinate the safety of the officials or generals in the Great Song Dynasty, but before the emperor could speak, he saw footsteps outside the imperial study.

Zhao Feng and the emperor looked outside the imperial study at the same time, only to see Emperor Zhaoxu slowly walking into the imperial study in an imperial robe.

"Father" Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty and Zhao Feng hurriedly saluted after seeing Emperor Zhaoxu.

"According to what Xiao Fengzi said, the safety of the Lanwan Secret Realm in the Great Song Dynasty will take action," Emperor Zhaoxu said calmly.

Zhao Feng and the emperor were shocked when they heard this, and continued to salute without speaking.

Under the night sky of Lin'an, the house belonging to the secret realm of Lan Wan saw dozens of figures slowly walking out of the main house, and the red moon shrouded the earth, illuminating those figures. Some of those people were wearing royal robes, and some were wearing imperial robes, obviously the first emperors and first kings who had entered the Lanwan secret realm in the past five hundred years in the Great Song Dynasty, and then they saw them separate and make way for the middle road, only to see people in ordinary clothes walking out.

"Your Majesty Gaozong, Emperor Gaozong" the first king and the first emperor spoke.

"Let's act" Emperor Gaozong just said a simple sentence and then disappeared, and then those former emperors and first kings also disappeared in the compound of the Lanwan Secret Realm.

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"The Blue Sky Divine Sect has protected you for so long, and now is the time for you to do things for the Blue Sky Divine Sect," Li Sha's voice sounded in the dim and silent Blue Sky Haoyang Palace.

In the hall, there were three men and two women kneeling, they were wearing the robes of the Qingtian Divine Sect, but their faces were the faces of the Great Song people.

"We will never live up to the expectations of the master," one of them said, and then turned to the Blue Sky Haoyang Palace.

Li Sha looked at the few people who left through the curtain, smiled at the corners of his mouth, didn't know what he was thinking, but after a long time, a voice broke the silence in the hall.

"The remnants of the Yunzhou family, the master is good at calculating" The hoarse voice of the punishment chief priest sounded in the main hall.