Jiang Tao quickly talked about the elixir case.

"Except for the Treasure Tree King, no vassal demon king has entered the Spirit Void City like the Red Yan Demon King, which has attracted much attention."

Gao Jilin corrected him: "It's the Prince of Chiyan who came, not the monarch."

"Well, anyway, they are father and son, and the crown prince is also here on behalf of the king." Jiang Tao straightened his clothes, "I want Emperor Bega to give them an explanation."

"I heard that he also has a subordinate surnamed He, who is also out of the limelight this time." His tone was not without envy, "It is said that this person's cultivation is extremely high, and even Fan Sheng, the deputy head of the Tongxin Guard, was defeated under him!"

He Lingchuan blinked: "Oh, this person is very famous?"

"Great!" Jiang Tao sighed, "Whenever I talk about the elixir case, I don't mention him. He's got the same last name as you!"

He Lingchuan smiled undiminishedly: "Maybe it was one family five hundred years ago." Lao Ge on the side rolled his eyes again.

He Lingchuan realized one thing: he had a wrong understanding of himself.

What is Lingxu City? No matter if you are a handsome person, coming to the 600-year-old imperial capital is like water dripping into the sea, quietly, and you can't even turn over a wave.

To be famous in Lingxu City is a small character.

No wonder Li Qingge tried to win him over, no wonder Fang Canran, the general manager of Dunyuan, wanted to send him a letter, and no wonder the Nancheng official office has always been respectful to him.

He also thought that people were looking at the prince of Chiyan. In fact, the strong will inevitably demand a status that matches it. The respect of others is exactly what he deserves.

It's just that he has been facing the upper-level magnates of Lingxu City such as Fu Shanyue, Da Si Nong, and Zhongsun Family, and has been facing powerhouses of Fan Sheng and Bai Ziqi, and he doesn't realize that he is already countless positions ahead of ordinary people.

It's time to adjust your mindset.

Be cautious everywhere, always seek stability and perfection, and seek a drop of water without leakage, where is it in line with the "wave slashing" mental method that you practice?

When it's time to rise to the challenge, it is necessary to rise to the occasion.

When it's time to open and close, you can't hold back!

Gao Jilin said again: "The post house where they stayed also exploded. It's the first time I've heard of anything like this in years."

Jiang Tao grinned, "Could it be that the Chiyan people did it themselves?"

Lao Ge on the side looked at He Lingchuan, then at Jiang Tao, and couldn't help but say, "Do you have evidence?"

Jiang Tao smiled: "If there is, I won't say 'it's not good'." "Then why did they blow themselves up?"

"The first strike, right?" Jiang Tao said as a matter of course, "Everyone else wants to deal with them, and they will strike first, so are others embarrassed?"

Lao Ge peeked at He Lingchuan, but saw that he didn't care, as if he wasn't talking about him.

He Lingchuan really doesn't care. Jiang Tao can think so, of course others can, Lingxu City has never lacked smart people.

But that's not the point. The point is that as long as others can't grasp the handle, they must never accuse the Chiyan people like this. The official office still has to honestly catch the murderer, and the emperor has to try to appease Fu Shanyue.

He Lingchuan closed his eyes and let out a long breath.

However, his action was also misunderstood by Gao Jilin, who said to Jiang Tao: "You also said all the way, stop talking." Let Mr. Ge introduce us to it."

The tourists couldn't stand it anymore and echoed it.

They paid to come to see the scene and listen to the commentary, not to listen to Jiang Tao blowing water.

Finally it was him, Lao Ge drank a sip of water and stood up: "Everyone look on the left, the hill under the clouds is called 'Fairy Peak', according to legend, in ancient times, fairies bathed here, but encountered a sneak attack by demon beasts.....

He Lingchuan couldn't help but say, "Lao Ge, you are introducing you, you are making yellow."

"What yellow?" Lao Ge said lazily, "Then I'll say another thing, the fairy washes her feet here!"

Jiang Tao shook his head again and again: "Cheesy, too cheesy!" The artistic conception is gone, so it's better to get out of the bath!" ....

When Lao Ge drank the second glass of water to moisten his throat, the deer cart finally drove to the destination of the trip.

Market Mountain.

This is the highest mountain range in the suburbs of Lingxu City, and it is out of the north gate of the city

You can see the strange peaks connecting the sky, and the white clouds on the top are ethereal.

Xushan is the former residence of the immortals.

Immortals like to live on the top of a high mountain and look down on the common people.

However, the terrain near Lingxu City is special, and the altitude of the Xushan Mountain is far less than that of the Wind Demon Mountain on the wind tundra.

However, only the highest peak of Xushan can spend the four seasons, and the elevation of other mountains is only four or five hundred meters, and they are often changed all year round.

Although the terrain is not high, there are many standard configurations for the old residence of the immortals, such as green mountains and flowing waters, flying birds and streams.

Because it is very close to the ground, the scenic spots here are very elegant, the scenic roads are widened, and the dangerous places are built plank roads and iron cables, so it is not difficult to climb up.

He Lingchuan pointed to the mountain road and said, "The original mountain road in Xushan is not like this, right?"

"Of course not." Lao Ge explained, "During the Great Restoration Period, the mountain roads were slippery, steep and narrow, and people often fell down, which was very unsafe. Immortals have the means to come and go, so why do you need to bother to build a few good roads?"

But the Immortal Sect also needs civilians to serve on the mountain, right? He Lingchuan thought about it and didn't ask this sentence.

"What about the Middle Ages?" At that time, the immortals gradually could not fly.

"After the Middle Ages, the Great Returning Sect also felt that it was very inconvenient to go up and down, so he moved to the ground to live, which is the predecessor of the current Lingxu City." Lao Ge said, "That was originally the spiritual field of the Great Restoration Sect."

Gao Jilin asked, "I heard that the spiritual fields are all on the high mountains, so the medicinal herbs can absorb more spiritual energy."

For example, the Ethereal Sect directly set up the spiritual field on the towering Wind Demon Mountain.

"That's right. However, there is a large array of spirit gathering in the Xushan Mountain, which can continuously collect the nearby spiritual energy for its own use, so it is not confined to the level of the terrain. Wouldn't it be easier to transport herbs on flat ground in this way?"

He Lingchuan's heart moved when he heard this: "During the Great Restoration Period, the Great Spirit Gathering Array was adopted in Xushan?"

The last time I heard this term, it was from a retired old official in Chiyan to Yankou. "Of course there is, the methods of the ancient immortal family are unimaginable today."

The group took the regular route, first climbing up from the Shaking Light Peak, walking as they went, sometimes through rope bridges, sometimes on secluded paths, and slowly moving towards other peaks.

Along the way, there are many people upstream, and there are people sitting on each stone bench. Everyone walked and walked into the depths of the white clouds.

The mountain is not high, and there is a fairy name. Xushan is indeed the most popular tourist attraction in Lingxu City.

The mountain gate of the Great Returning Sect is very magnificent, carved from white jade. It is said that in the past, when mortals came to worship immortals, they all kowtowed step by step from here, all the way to the Purple Gold Palace.

He Lingchuan looked up at the peak, although it was not high, but kowtowing to the top would at least break the blood flow, right?

A huge black monument is erected on the side of the mountain gate, detailing the past and present life of the sect.

The inscription is not in the language of the ancient immortals, because it was erected after Bega, and it can be regarded as a guide for all tourists.

He Lingchuan saw the map of Xushan at a glance, on which the peaks, the distribution of scenic spots, and several routes for playing were drawn, which was really intimate.

But he looked at it a few times and then sighed:

"These main peaks are not the main peaks of the Great Restoration Period, right?"

"Not anymore." Lao Ge replied, "When the first emperor was in power, he personally presided over the rebuilding of the Xushan Mountain, and also redetermined the nine main peaks."

"Tianji Peak, Tianxuan Peak..... There are also Dongming Peak and Yinyuan Peak! "Jiang Tao sighed, "Isn't this the Big Dipper?" "Exactly." Lao Ge nodded, "Corresponding to the nine stars in the sky, even the position is exactly the same."

Big Dipper? He Lingchuan was also looking at the map, which was just as Xiang Yan said, the peaks on the earth corresponded to the stars in the sky.

Is it so coincidental that the arrangement and position of the peaks on the earth happen to be exactly the same as the Beidou in the sky?

With such a question, He Lingchuan continued to look at the inscription.

Because he had some thoughts about Xushan, he didn't let go of every clue.

It is recorded on this giant monument that six hundred and thirty-two years ago, the Great Returning Sect was still the most powerful opponent of the Northern Demon Kingdom.

At that time, the Northern Demon Kingdom had already merged five countries and had seven demon kings

for the new overlord of the land.

But the Great Returning Sect still didn't care, thinking that the Northern Demon Kingdom would not dare to invade him, and would deal with other small countries first.

But the Northern Demon Kingdom doesn't knock eggs and stones, so it has to knock this hard stubble first.

Da Huanzong was numb and careless, and it didn't wake up until the Northern Demon Kingdom quietly approached the mountain gate.

However, it was late.

That battle lasted for ten days and ten nights, and the heavens and the earth were dark.

When the eleventh dawn arrived, the Northern Demon Kingdom had finally won the final victory. Since then, the ruin mountain has changed owners, and Bega has a capital.

is just a simple set of inscriptions, but He Lingchuan can see the murderous spirit between the lines.

With the temperament of the Northern Demon Kingdom, the battle of the surprise attack on the Great Returning Sect will inevitably hit the sea of corpses and blood, breaking the foundation of the Immortal Sect, so that this arrogant thousand-year-old Great Sect can collapse overnight and never recover its vitality.

Six hundred and thirty-two years ago, the Great Restoration Sect, even if there were no immortals in charge, it was far from being comparable to the Ethereal Sect.

At that time, the northern demon kingdom had not yet reached its heyday, whether it was national strength or soldiers. Presumably, it is not as good as the future generations, so the Great Returning Sect is sure that it will not dare to attack itself.

It's a pity that they miscalculated the Northern Demon Kingdom.

He Lingchuan stretched out his hand and pressed the stone stele, and the cold air poured into his palm. "This monument doesn't say, how many people died in that great battle?"

"Then I don't know." Lao Ge shook his head, "How can there be immortals in war?" He Lingchuan said seriously, "This is the battle of destroying the door."

What is the best way to make a great Huanghuang sect completely disintegrate in a few days, unable to organize decent resistance again, and to occupy its territory without worrying about its retaliation?

It is to kill all the disciples of the Daomen. It is to dig up its path.

When people are gone, how can there be any hope for revival?

Judging from the way the Northern Demon Kingdom treats the Yuan Kingdom and Panlong City, this is very possible.

He Lingchuan looked up at this black monument, as if the sword light and sword shadows, the smiling and sorrowful screams flashed in front of him, and then he was buried to the deepest part of history lightly.

Gao Jilin said softly: "The Battle of Xushan Mountain, I also read a paragraph from the history books."

"How?"

"It's miserable."