As the butler left the courtyard, Huanran's consciousness followed.

After the bloodline awakened, his strength was naturally incomparable. The scene of the conversation between the master and servant in the front hall was reflected in his soul lake, which made Huan Ran unobstructed.

It's not that Huan Ran is not at ease with the housekeeper, but in recent days, there have been traces of the hermit near the mansion.

The Hermit was originally a killer organization, and later in a certain war between humans and ghosts, it was openly included in the military department by the imperial court, thinking that it was a weapon of war.

In times of peace, the Hermit undertakes the task of gathering foreign intelligence, subverting or balancing the forces affecting the Terrans among the Hundred Races. There were also assassins among the hermits who carried out special assassination missions.

Internally, the Divine Hermit has collected a lot of information with its great strength. Imperial power relied on this information and gained greater control over its subjects.

In Huanran's view, the role of the hermit is not very glorious, and they have created too much information asymmetry. For example, the emperor knows everything about the world, but the subjects know nothing about the emperor.

The emperor is mysterious, and loyal ministers say that he is the first emperor of the ages who is wise and resourceful in the world; In the end, these two arguments are too extreme to be credible because of their different positions.

In Huanran's view, Webster's victory as emperor is a historical necessity. At the beginning, his father Wei Chang, who was born as an idle prince, was able to counterattack in middle age because of Wei Ji's assistance.

In the eyes of the Murong clan, the usurpation of the throne was just a brotherly infighting. As long as it doesn't bring disaster to the world, those things can't get into the eyes of Old Lady Murong. But the Murong clan absolutely couldn't bear to be used, and no one dared to do so.

Contrary to Old Lady Murong's expectations, others did not dare to do this, but his son Murong Servant dared to do this.

The young Murong servant not only dared to do this, but also helped Prince Wei ascend to the throne in one fell swoop. The old lady was not in favor of this. But Murong Fu believes that the emperor's throne for Wei Chang is just the reality of Pu Ying, and it will be dispersed when it encounters the wind.

In response to Murong Fu's words, Wei Chang had just sat on the cold chair, and before his ass was hot, he ushered in the rebellion of the kings. God knows what role Murong Servant played behind the rebellion of the kings.

Wei Chang was inexplicable, he was confused by this rebellion, and his clan relatives were all helping him vigorously, how could he be so repeated? Helplessly, he could only send his most trusted son, Wei Ji, to quell the rebellion.

Wei Jiyan said: "If your father can't really sit on the dragon chair, your son will abandon you and go to the border." This trip really worried Erchen. When the rebellion of the kings is quelled this time, it is not too late for my father to perform another ceremony. ”

"Ji'er, you go. I didn't want to sit on this throne in the first place, but I just wanted to sit here justifiably for you, and I had to do it as a last resort for my father. When you go to the border this time, you must be careful of the people around you. Often the person closest to you is the one who really hurts you. Wei Chang's earnest expression, how could he have the appearance of an emperor? Like an old father bidding farewell to his son who had gone to the border, his eyes were full of tears, as if the land over there was a place of death.

The border is not a place of death, but it has become a Jedi in front of the palace gate. As soon as Wei Ji walked down the steps in front of the palace gate, he ushered in three rounds of arrows.

After the rain of arrows, corpses were everywhere.

It's just that Wei Chang is puzzled that the one who died was not as he wished, and the damned one stood there intact.

Wei Ji looked at his father, his eyes full of disappointment. Although he is a concubine, the person who is about to become emperor is his biological father.

He raised his head and looked at the gloomy high sky along the carved dragon eaves of the palace, his eyes closed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "The sky is not visible, and the new monarch has no way." My father was so cruel that it really hurt my heart. It's just my death, and it's so careless of human life. Father, son, where should I settle down? As the saying goes, I am not the son of Wei Chang, and after today, I will be the son of all the people!"

Yes, Wei Chang didn't understand until he died that his subordinates didn't listen to orders and acted arbitrarily, and actually helped Wei Ji to kill his father.

In fact, he had already decided to kill this concubine's son. I was originally a concubine, but I was forced to go against the sky. To his helplessness, Wei Ji was also a concubine.

He was really afraid of the word concubine, and he was afraid that one day Wei Ji would raise his sword and turn against him. It's just that he can't make up that determination, he doesn't want to see his own son die in front of him. Therefore, he hoped to take the opportunity of the peace domain to kill his son. Unexpectedly, his most trusted subordinate defected.

He felt himself flying, over the high palace.

Turning his head, he saw a large number of hermits standing around, and the field was littered with cold arrow feathers and corpses.

His son looked at him in disappointment, and in front of the palace gate, his headless corpse stood before he had time to fall.

He heard his own voice in his ear: "Be careful with the people around you." Often the closest person is the one who really hurts you!The closest person is the one who really hurts you!The person who is closest to you!"......

No matter how many people died in the palace, Old Lady Murong just closed his eyes and remained silent. He was reassured of his son, and of all his arrangements.

Wei Ji, in the name of the son of all people, naturally ascended to the throne. The palace has since returned to its former tranquility.

"My Murong family is just a pillar to protect the country! Not the emperor's entourage!" The old lady still has the same attitude, as long as the royal family does not cause chaos in the world, they can toss it.

Many years have passed, but hearing those past events from the old butler's mouth still makes Huan Ran's heart palpitate. The hermit is the ultimate hole card in that battle for the throne.

The assassins among those Divine Hidden Ones were not Huan Ran's worries, and there were too many Hidden Path Talisman Fog Barriers set up throughout the mansion to ensure that they would never return. What he was most worried about was the soul cultivators among those hermits and the unguardable divine sense probes.

Perhaps, one of the tea customers in the tea shop is a hermit. They hide in the darkness of broad daylight, and people are unaware of it. Those networks of divine consciousness that were absent made Huan Ran's heart gradually irritate.

He didn't know where the hermit came from, but it was certain that it had something to do with the words and deeds of his father.

The prime minister who covers the sky with one hand, the righteous son who is about to inherit the family business, and the forces that can overthrow the world at any time, presumably those officials will not let go of the opportunity to be impeached.

Listening to the meaning of the father-in-law, it seems that the emperor, who is nearly 100 years old but is at the peak of the Spring and Autumn Period, has some scruples about him.

Therefore, for several days, whenever the father-in-law had a private discussion, he would always use his divine sense to patrol the perimeter of the mansion to prevent the hidden people from prying eyes.

A battle of divine consciousness hidden in the void has begun, and it seems that Huan Ran's favorite thing to do is to break people's consciousness with mental calculation and unintentional calculation.

The divine consciousness of a hermit escaped in an instant after being attacked by Huanran's divine consciousness, and it was obvious that his divine consciousness had been damaged.

happily searched for his divine sense. He was very surprised that the hermit was not a human race, but an underworld with a powerful soul. If it weren't for the immortal man's divine sense, Huan Ran would never have been able to determine his identity.

He said secretly, could it be that the underworld has all been mixed into the military department?

The stakes are high, and he doesn't want to disturb his father-in-law.

While he was stunned, the underworld had merged into the flow of people on the long street.

Huan Ran was unwilling, and his divine consciousness struck like an invisible wave on the long street. Easily avoid those mortals who do not have the power of divine souls, and carefully weave between the gaps in the crowd. Wherever his consciousness passed, a chaotic sound came into his sea of consciousness one after another.

He wanted to find out who had sent him, and if it was a spy from the underworld, it was the least thing he was worried about, if it was assigned by the magistrate, he was not very worried, and he was most worried that something was going on in the military headquarters or within the palace walls, and his father-in-law knew nothing.

Of course, he didn't want that to be true. After all, as a human emperor, in order to get rid of the guardian of the country, it is too unwise and worthless to do so.

A teenage girl in red, jumping like a flame, ran straight up the slope from the end of the long street. From time to time, she turned her head as if she was playing a hidden game with someone, and the person behind her had not appeared for a long time, and the girl looked a little lost.

The girl turned her head suddenly, as if her gaze could pass through the void, and she exclaimed, "Who are you?"

Isn't it said that there are no immortals in the world? But this woman is obviously a human race.

This discovery completely subverted Huanran's cognition.

"Little girl, don't make trouble, I'm catching the bad guys. With that, Huan Ran's consciousness bypassed the girl and probed into the distance.

"You collided with this fairy first, and you want to leave? Hmph!" An even more powerful divine thought was like a force that hung down the sky, instantly imprisoning Huanran's divine consciousness.

The Prime Minister's Mansion was still a few miles away from the little girl, and Huan Ran didn't feel a trace of harm. However, his entire soul had been imprisoned.

On the long street, there was a lot of people, and the power of the divine sense did not affect anyone. This made Huan Ran gasp, and he had to face up to the true power of the Immortal Law.

At this time, he had already thrown the matter of tracking down the underworld out of the clouds.

He thought that his main body was an immortal. It stands to reason that the hand of an immortal also has the power of an immortal, but he wonders why the power of his bloodline is so weak?

"Hey, idiot, what are you thinking! Aren't you going to catch some spies? Why don't you go?" The girl flashed her big eyes, as if to say, I didn't do anything, oh, it's none of my business, why are you so strange?

Huanran's consciousness gave up the struggle, but both of them silently persevered. It's just that the little girl seems to be playing tricks on him, and the power of the imprisonment has just loosened a little, and it traps him again. He felt like he had been thrown into a cage of his soul.

"Who are you, where are you from?" said Huan Curious, after a stalemate.

"This fairy is from Zhita Temple, I don't know if you, a stupid melon, have heard of it. ”

"What's that?"

"The territory of the Buddha's family!"

"Is the Buddhist family a foreign race?" Huan looked the girl up and down, but did not find that she was any different from the human race. Besides, before ancient times, the alien race was driven out of the world, so he smiled and said, "You are not an alien. ”

"Really?" the girl was surprised and moved by the fact that she was not of a different race. Once upon a time, he almost lost his life because of the word alien. So, she was very impressed.

"Mingxin! Fooling around! You forgot what we're doing here?" a large man rushed in, holding a transparent sword in his arms.

The woman who followed behind him sighed and said to the unfamiliar divine sense in the void: "This son, in Xia Qingluan, dare to ask where the Zhita Temple is?"