The door of the Taiqing Pavilion is clean, and the chess pieces are knocked on the lanterns.

"His Holiness the Pope will return to the capital soon. ”

"Originally, there was no need to go to the mansion anymore, and the Pope gave the mansion to Mr. Ning Yi. ”

Su Mu, the star powerhouse of Taiqing Pavilion, sat at one end of the chess scale, and opposite him, sat a young man with an extraordinary temperament, with wisps of overflowing clouds engraved on his shoulders, and a looming high-ranking person's momentum on his body.

Su Mu waved his hand at the two linen-robed Taoists beside him who asked for instructions, and said, "That's it...... It's all right, step aside. ”

The two linen-robed Taoists who were waiting in the Mansion of the Marquis of Sword Xing lowered their heads, glanced at each other, and finally shook their heads and retreated silently.

Su Mu held the sunspot and said softly: "Lord Yunxun, although my Dao Sect does not set up people in the Sword Xinghou Mansion, this is the heavenly capital after all. ”

The head of the intelligence department with clouds and mist engraved on his shoulder, twisted like a flower, and pressed it gently.

There was a crisp "click" sound on the scale.

"Heaven has its own rules. Su Mu did not fall behind, but said seriously: "Lord Chen Yi is about to return to Tiandu, Mr. Ning Yi has a good relationship with the Taoist Sect, you should know it." ”

"In this realm, you and I are just chess pieces, black and white, just when you do me a favor, I am also entrusted. Yun Xun's voice was very soft and soft, "In the eastern Turtle Mountain, if you want to find a long-lost holy relic from the Sword Marquis, the three divisions blocking the alleys and streets of the Pope's former site are not against the rules." I will tell you in advance, but also to avoid the Taiqing Pavilion from getting involved in the incident. ”

"Behind the Eastern Realm is the Second Highness, could it be that behind your Yun Xun is also the Second Highness?" Su Mu looked at the young man, and the clouds and mist on Yun Xun's shoulders really overflowed, starting to wrap around the sleeve robe, gradually covering the whole body.

The head of the Intelligence Department shook his head, noncommittal, and said lightly: "The Intelligence Department is only responsible for blocking the streets and alleys in front of the mansion, and is not responsible for doing it. ”

Su Mu stood up and frowned, "Are you really ready to do it?"

Yun Xun sighed and said, "This matter has nothing to do with me, I'm just in charge...... With Mr. Su Mu, the next game of chess. ”

The clouds shrouded the two of them.

In the Taiqing Pavilion, there was silence.

Su Mu narrowed his eyes, he tried to stretch out a wisp of divine thought, but found that it could not be transmitted, the two linen-robed Daoists just now were ordered to leave, and no one would enter this place again.

There will never be a chance for his orders to come out again.

Yun Xun raised one arm, made a gesture of "please sit", and said with a smile: "Sir, everything is complicated, why don't you enjoy the idle days, there is wine and tea here, just wait for the dust to settle and the clouds and mist to disperse, you and I can be regarded as doing our respective duties." ”

"Good. ”

"You're good. ”

......

......

The crossbowmen of the Intelligence Division, dressed in black linen robes, came to the alley of the Pope's mansion with iron chains and wooden cards on their backs, silently erected wooden signs, hovered at the entrance of the alleys with iron chains, and stood with their hands on their backs.

"Stop. ”

In less than half a pillar of incense, the mansion was sealed off.

On weekdays, not many people pass through this alley.

After the blockade of both ends, a faint starlight shrouded the birds, unable to fly in, and the finchs could not make a sound.

All this came without warning, and no one was the first to get the news and intelligence, because the ...... who acted It is the source of all the intelligence of Tiandu - the Intelligence Division.

"The Intelligence Department has applied for an edict blocking access to both ends of the alley and the main street, which is allowed under the laws of the Great Sui. The linen-robed man who was also engraved with a cloud pattern on his shoulder, but was obviously much simpler than the chief secretary, said calmly: "But the next thing has nothing to do with the Intelligence Division, even if the chief priest comes forward to stop the Taiqing Pavilion, there is not much time left for you." ”

Wearing a silver-white mask, the Holy Son of Gui Ling Shan nodded.

"What exactly did you lose?" The head of the Major Division of the Intelligence Department raised his eyebrows, looked at the young man, and said: "Let Gui Zhaoshan owe His Highness a favor to block the Pope's Mansion, and the follow-up of this matter may make the Dao Sect stand on the opposite side of the Second Highness." ”

"The east and west are already 'the same as fire and water'. Ling Xun smiled and patted the shoulder of the young director of the Intelligence Department beside him, and walked towards the alley, the big moon was hanging high, the night was as silent as water, and he said slowly: "Before I retreated, I asked the master with a divine thought, ten years ago, the first holy lord of Guiling Mountain, who had suppressed the 'treasure' of the Holy Mountain Mausoleum, disappeared and could not be found. ”

The young master looked at the silent mansion and muttered, "Are you sure it's on Ning Yi's body?"

Ling Xun raised his eyebrows, he took out a piece of mutilated tortoise shell on his body, and muttered: "As an immortal spirit body, resting in the ruins of Gui Zhao Mountain, carrying the luck of the Great Dao, I always feel that something is missing, but only when I meet Ning Yi, that sense of leakage will tremble strongly...... Whether it has anything to do with that treasure or not, I'm going to take a look. ”

The head of the intelligence department frowned, "How are you going to see it?"

"It's simple. ”

Ling Xun smiled and said, "Treat each other politely first." ”

At both ends of the alley, cultivators dressed in white linen silently poured in, and the linen robe shook out with wisps of starlight, coming from Guiling Mountain, one after another qi machines crisscrossed each other, interspersed, colliding like chains, and finally converged in front of Ning Yi's mansion.

Invisible air, hidden but not released.

The Holy Son of Gui Ling Mountain came to the door of Ning Yi's mansion with his hands behind his back, he tried to test it with a divine thought, but found that through a mansion door, it was as deep as the sea, and it was undetectable.

Ling Xun stretched out a hand and tried to push the door.

Motionless.

"The eastern border of the turtle mountain, the tomb is searched. ”

The young man raised his eyebrows, took a deep breath and said, "Come and visit, please see me." ”

There was a moment of silence.

An impatient woman's voice came from inside the house.

"Nope. ”

Ling Xun took two steps back and said with a smile: "I'm here to find Shushan Ning Yi." ”

After a slight pause, it was still the woman's voice.

Crisp and clean.

Just one word.

"Get out. ”

This was Pei Fu's last response.

No matter how he opened his mouth after that, there was no reply, and the mansion of the Marquis of Sword fell into a dead silence.

Ling Xun's eyes under the silver-white mask were a little more thoughtful, he raised a hand, and the cultivators of the Turtle Mountain behind him, one by one, interspersed with intertwined qi, were no longer calm.

"If you don't want to come out, then I'll force you to come out. Ling Xun flipped his palm, he felt out the mutilated tortoise shell, and threw it high, and the tortoise shell did not fall, but hung in front of the mansion door.

There was a hint of coldness in his voice.

"The disciples of Gui Zhao Mountain listened to the order...... Formation!"