"Think about how a person who regards his daughter as the root of his life can let go of the sea of blood and revenge without revenge!?"

"Your Excellency is trying to say that our high ruler ...... Whoa!?"

Zhang Lingyun was angry at the emperor in his heart, but after he finished speaking, he saw the extremely helpless eyes of the Marquis of Anglis, and couldn't help but fall into an extremely sad silence.

"I don't know if Zhang Gongzi still remembers what he said in the next place, about the history of the Qing army's entry into the customs, and the cruelty of Prince Dolgon!"

"It's the general who appeared in the Marquis's Mansion earlier and slaughtered a hundred cities in legend!"

The Qing soldiers entered the customs for more than 200 years, although the common people have surrendered, but that dark history can not be easily forgotten, especially the Qing soldiers slaughtered the city in the past, but also by the people word of mouth, passed down to this day.

In addition, before Zhang Lingyun fainted, the Marquis of Anglis, in order to keep people in the mansion to heal his injuries, also deliberately popularized this history to everyone, and Zhang Lingyun still remembers it vividly.

"That general who has already reached the stage of tribulation, and now lives in the 'Old Summer Palace'!"

"What do you mean, the emperor specially recruited the monks of the Tribulation Period because of the previous incident with the National Post House, just to prevent us from doing it privately!?"

As soon as Angli's voice fell, Zhang Lingyun's thoughts were instantly smooth, and the whole person was like a deflated ball, his sharp spirit was gone, and his eyes were full of helplessness and loneliness.

At this moment, the night outside the window is getting darker and darker, the bright moonlight quietly hides the figure, and the hazy night is accompanied by a slightly cool night breeze, through the open window blowing the hem of the two people's clothes, just like Zhang Lingyun's state of mind at the moment, sad and tired.

"There has been damage in the last two matches with the national team, regroup, the person who injured Zhang Lingshuang will still play, you can pretend to be me to take revenge!"

Angli couldn't bear Zhang Lingyun to be so decadent, and understood that he would inevitably want to take revenge, so he informed the latest situation with the national team, and handed out a mask that was almost the same as his face.

"Thank you, Lord Marquis, there is a lot of difference in the size of you and me, and the way of fighting is completely different, I don't want to trouble you!"

Zhang Lingyun waved his hand and bowed to thank him, not only for the Marquis of Anglis for taking such great pains to comfort himself, but also for his willingness to stand up when he was helpless.

"Isn't a friend the one who helps you when you need it, and sticks a knife in your ribs to go to the soup!!"

"You're right, but there are some things that must be done in our own name, not hiding behind the power to suppress people!"

Zhang Lingyun, who has always pursued a low-key life and work, has lost hope in the entire imperial system.

In my heart, I began to think about how to continue to participate in the Nine Nations Athletic Tournament, and in front of everyone, I avenged my little sister openly.

............

In the early morning after the drizzle, the dust on all things has been washed away, the trees that have been baptized by the rain appear more and more upright, and the grass that drinks enough water is more verdant.

The surroundings are peaceful and harmonious, the air is exceptionally fresh, the smell of earth is blowing in the face, and everything is fresh and natural.

In the distance, unknown birds began to chirp, pouring out the joy after the rain, and under the shining sun, the delicate flowers released a refreshing fragrance, which indifferent Zhang Lingyun's impetuous mood.

"Let's go out after breakfast!"

Looking at the young man in front of him with blue circles under his eyes and obviously having not slept all night, the Marquis of Angli pointed to the porridge and side dishes in the hands of the guards behind him.

"Thank you for your persuasion yesterday, I won't make any impulsive moves, just go to 'Anhua Temple' to see the master!"

From Zhang Lingyun, who learned that his little sister was dead, he insisted on staying until now under the obstruction of the Marquis of Anglis.

The original impulsive and angry mood gradually calmed down, and the most important thing for me to think about was to get the support of Shizun and others, and use this competition to avenge the shame.

"You haven't healed from the lightning strike you suffered earlier, so let Ji'an follow you!"

Seeing that Zhang Lingyun is now speaking clearly and emotionally stable, he should just go back to Anhua Temple to pay tribute to the little junior sister.

The Marquis of Angliss was no longer able to stop him, but he was not worried about Zhang Lingyun's safety, so he had to let his most cautious and safe soldiers accompany him.

"Okay, thank you, Lord Marquis!"

Stared at the Marquis of Anglis's mask for a long time, and could still only see Zhang Lingyun who was worried in his eyes.

had to reluctantly accept the other party's kindness, and under the persistent arrangement of the Marquis of Anglis, he took the gray-clothed soldier Ji'an out of the house.

"Foreman, send this letter to the Heguo Post House!"

The Italian warrior dressed in purple quietly approached, waved his hand and clenched his fist lightly on his chest, took the thick envelope in the hand of the Marquis of Anglis and put it in his arms, turned around and walked out of the courtyard.

Anglis's move is extremely dangerous, but it is also the best way to get Zhang Lingyun's name and sincerity to take revenge.

It's just that even he himself didn't think that the map found in the letter by chance from Mount Emei inadvertently accelerated the death of the Hundred Flowers Fairy.

............

"Dear Zhang Gongzi, the adults of your faction in Anhua Temple are still in a state of solitary confinement, if you want to enter and exit freely, please don't lose your subordinates!"

Following Zhang Lingyun to Ji'an on the street, he saw that the young man not far away seemed to be shopping for a lantern festival, looking around, sighing helplessly, and speeding up his pace to stop the other party's figure.

"Why...... What did the 'Zhengyi Sect' do wrong?"

"That's right, it's just that a certain monk who is afraid of all the profound Taoism has avenged Miss Zhang Lingshuang and affected the progress of the entire competition!"

As soon as Zhang Lingyun spoke, he regretted his words, the other party was just a good guard, how could he know such a secret thing.

But I don't want the other party's answer to be not only coherent, but also to tell the inner reason, which makes people wonder about the authenticity of this information.

After Ji'an's reminder, Zhang Lingyun was really much more honest, no longer wandering around, and walked straight in the direction of Anhua Temple.

............

"Last time, the Marquis of Anglis interceded for a Qing Dynasty person, and he already gave a thank you gift, why did he send something again?"

A middle-aged man in a dark purple robe with a crocodile embroidered on his chest held the envelope he had just handed over, and his deep voice contrasted with the glint in his eyes.

"Such a small letter, it is estimated that there is no magical ore like before!"

The old man with the vulture pattern on his chest recalled the two exquisitely carved gems containing pure energy in the thank you gift he received last time, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously hung a smile.

When his eyes turned to the envelope on the table, the light in his eyes instantly dissipated, and he didn't even bother to open the letter to check its contents.

"One of the guards who followed the Marquis of Anglis, he made a special trip early in the morning, there must be something important in it!"

The middle-aged man in a dark purple robe with a cheetah pattern embroidered on the placket made a relatively calm analysis, came to the table to open the envelope, poured out the two pieces of paper inside, and looked at it carefully.

Seeing that the face of the companion who read the letter became more and more solemn, and his brows were furrowed as if he could kill ants, several people who had just said cool words also surrounded him one after another.

Looking at the huge and complete layout map of the Qing Dynasty, with more than ten locations outlined in red ink, his face was as wonderful as eating cockroaches.

The vulture old man took a deep breath, stabilized his panicked mood, and directly revealed the letter paper on the table, wanting to see what the Marquis of Anglis was having.

"The envoy of the country personally opened, this thing was searched by Zhang Lingyun, it is the map of your country's 'Amaterasu God Cult' in various places, and now Zhang Lingyun has returned to Anhua Temple to discuss the matter of new participation, I hope you will make a coping strategy in advance, if necessary, this king is willing to do his best!"

The thin letter paper from the Marquis of Anglis, coupled with the territory of the Qing Dynasty that made everyone's hearts furious, suddenly made everyone fall into silence, and they didn't know how to respond.

"The entire Qing Dynasty is a miscellaneous fish that is not worth mentioning, and there are only a few masters of the old sect who have a realm of holes and voids, how can there be such an outlier as Zhang Lingyun!?"

"Who are you asking, I still want to know how those cowards cultivated such powerful cultivators!"

"I heard that two days ago, that Lingyun also attracted the heavenly thunder to rush to the void!"

“......”

The people who were shocked by everything in front of them and didn't know what was wrong started a series of discussions around Zhang Lingyun, the key point of the incident, and the words turned into praise for the other party.

"What could make our mage group so happy!?"

Just when several people had mixed reviews and had already deviated from the crux of the matter, a childish, lovely, sweet and beautiful voice sounded outside the room.

"Archmage, why are you here?"

Dressed in a high-level mage robe, a cute lolita-type girl less than five feet tall pushed the door in, and several people who were happy in pain instantly knelt on one knee and saluted extremely humbly.

"Don't be nervous, get back to the topic!"

The girl's tone seemed casual, but among the many monks in the room who had cultivated at least the realm of transforming gods, their lazy attitude was obviously much more restrained.

"My lord, the Marquis of Anglis has sent a map, look!"

The middle-aged man who had never spoken for a long time, and the middle-aged man with a snake pattern embroidered on the brocade robe, with the help of his terrain advantage, respectfully turned the map on the table in the direction, which made it more convenient for the girl to understand the current situation.

"Hmph! What a flower fairy, he actually took advantage of the imperial secret in exchange for the opportunity to steal his life!"

As a senior leader of the 'Amaterasu God Sect' elder level, the woman had knowledge of all the sects in the Qing Dynasty.

Although the map in front of her was rubbed, the obvious error on the top, which represented the source of the map, was also copied intact, and the woman quickly identified the source of the map after a short memory.

"Master Mage, Baihua has a vast magical power, even against Zhang Lingyun, this is ...... Could it be that they are sowing discord?"

Seeing that the mage was not in a good mood and pointed the finger at the strong team members in the competition, the cheetah mage immediately argued in a low voice to excuse his companions who were about to participate in the next competition.

"That Lingyun has a regenerative bloodline on her body, and she has a strong physique of immortality, even our Elder Nanmu Fengzi is not her opponent, if she is a little fairy, how can she escape with her whole body!?"

"You old crocodile don't want to instigate there, even if the fairy's cultivation is insufficient, but don't forget her heartthrob's charm spell!"

The python mage who was not used to seeing everyone falling into the well, as soon as the words fell, several men in the room turned their heads sideways, turning their backs to the girl's indifferent archmage.

And the ears and necks of several people who could not be covered and were as red as blood revealed the fact that several people were shy, and it also invisibly proved the magic of the Hundred Flowers Fairy Technique.

"I heard that in the last issue of the 'Zhengyi Sect' of the dead, Zhang Lingyun did not participate in the competition!?"

As a civilized Japanese teacher, the girl received cognitive education about men and women at an early age.

Facing everyone's expressions at this moment, they suddenly understood the indescribable special relationship between several people, and in order to continue to discuss countermeasures, the girl mage had to change the topic.

"Hmm...... Yes, I heard that Zhang Lingyun was already tired, and he was too frightened in the prison of the Criminal Department, so he was forced to give up the game!"

"The subordinates think that this statement is different, this Qing Dynasty's cultivation method is very magical, not only can enhance personal cultivation techniques, but also invisibly enhance their physique!"

"Although it can't be confirmed that the explosion in the post house is related to Zhang Lingyun, his existence is a big hidden danger!"

Then the vulture mage took the lead in speaking, and several mages also expressed their opinions one after another, openly and secretly doubting and rejecting Zhang Lingyun.

"The subordinates are listened to by the little novice of Anhua Temple, and after the competition, the people of the 'Zhengyi Sect' will return to the mountain for retreat!"

The python mage raised his head slightly, looked at the archmage sitting on the top seat with an increasingly gloomy face, and thought for a while, but still told the latest news and handed over the decision to the upper peak.

"We can't let that kid slip away like this! we need to set up an ambush on the road as soon as possible!"

"Stupid crocodile, you don't admit that you are stupid! He alone is not easy to deal with, plus the masters of the three Cave Void Realm, you are going to set up an ambush...... Or give it away!?"

"Yo, the vulture mage is so smart, what do you say!?"

“......”

A few people who had just been in the same hatred of the enemy, because of this unexpected breaking information, started a new round of arguments, although they were all for the sake of the empire, but no one could convince others, and the scene fell into embarrassment for a while.

"In that case, let him participate in the next competitive tournament, one person will participate in the competition on behalf of the 'Zhengyi Sect', and it should be interesting to think of a one-on-five scene!"

The girl mage, who didn't want to let Zhang Lingyun leave, pinched the letter sent by the Marquis of Anglis in his hand, and his eyes finally fixed on the words of re-competition, revealing a meaningful smile.

"Alas, that's a good idea! We can arrange some strong opponents for him!"

"Haha, haha, it's still the old crocodile who is ruthless enough, kill him openly, and we don't need to do it!"

The few people who got a perfect solution were as excited as if they had been beaten, and began to take out the list of the remaining participating teams, planning to let Zhang Lingyun die in the competition.

............

Looking at the temple with blue bricks and red tiles from afar, compared with the ruins on the street when he walked all the way, Zhang Lingyun only felt that he had gone to the wrong place.

After Ji'an took out a bronze medal, the guards immediately showed respect, and Zhang Lingyun smoothly stepped into the gate of Anhua Temple.

Everything in the temple seems to have not changed, and the monks still talk and laugh to clean the courtyard and take care of those precious and rare flowers and plants.

It seems that the impact of the previous 'Xuanwu self-explosion' on the long street has nothing to do with this temple, and Zhang Lingyun's already low mood began to tremble inexplicably.

"Ahead is the residence of your faction, wait here if you don't want to disturb it, and leave before dusk!"

An Wen sent people into Anhua Temple, Ji An raised his head with one hand and pointed to the void, flipped his wrist and made a few gestures, then stood firm, waved his hand and clenched his fist and lightly pounded his chest to salute Zhang Lingyun.

On the periphery of Anhua Temple, several Italian secret guards hiding in the shadows received a signal to stand by on the spot, and then slowed down their breathing rate to reduce their sense of personal existence, and hid their bodies in place.

"And your companions in the shadows!?"

Ji'an's unnatural movements made Zhang Lingyun feel a little suspicious, but he didn't find anyone following him along the way, which couldn't help but make Zhang Lingyun fall into self-doubt again.

"Zhang Gongzi, don't misunderstand, that's too cunning with the people, Lord Marquis is afraid that your body has not healed, in case of danger, you will arrange it like this!"

"Ahem, ahem, very good, really, thank you Lord Marquis for your careful arrangement!"

Ji An admitted without any scheming, and showed such a nervous and cautious look, which suddenly made Zhang Lingyun a little embarrassed, and waved his hand again and again to express his understanding and gratitude, and in his heart, he had a trace of curiosity about some magical secret guards.

Zhang Lingyun, who left as if fleeing, slowly stepped into the courtyard with the open gate, looked at the lotus flowers folded into paper in the pool, and knew that the brothers had already held a memorial ceremony, and the sadness in his eyes became more and more obvious.

"The Lord has a mourning, and the door is closed...... Thank you!"

Zhang Lingyu, who heard the sound outside, pushed open the closed door with a decadent state, and subconsciously said the words of refusing guests, and when he saw the identity of the person who came, his voice trembled slightly.

"Second senior brother, I'm sorry, junior brother is back late!"

"Pretend to be diligent when you should appear, I don't need you now, and I still pretend to be a good person......!"

Zhang Lingyu knew that his wife's death had nothing to do with Zhang Lingyun, but his absence from the competition, as an important combat force of the 'Zhengyi Sect', would greatly reduce the overall entity of everyone.

Zhang Lingyu didn't want to admit that it was his own poor cultivation that made Ling Shuang hurt, and he resented even more that the pill that had brought back the dead was fed into his body, causing Ling Shuang to die.

Zhang Lingyu, who was full of grievances and had nowhere to vent, had to transfer all his resentment to Zhang Lingyun, as if in this way he could let himself, who was full of regret, have the courage to live.

"I'm sorry!"

Zhang Lingyun, who was also not in a good mood, understood that the second senior brother was under great pressure at this moment, and did not say anything to refute it, but just stood in a daze, letting Zhang Lingyu vent, the long-suppressed sadness in his heart.

"Shut up! everyone is sad for the death of the little junior sister, but this is not a reason for you to mess around!"

Zhang Lingxiao, who rushed over when he heard the sound, looked at the thin figure of the third junior brother standing there, the green bricks under his feet were wet, and he was obviously crying.

Immediately rushed to Zhang Lingyun's side, took the person in his arms, and loudly scolded the chattering and almost crazy second junior brother.

"Senior brother, it's okay, it's better for the second senior brother to vent!"

"I don't need you to worry about whether I'm dead or alive! I just want to know, why, why did you have to retreat and cultivate at that time?"

Seeing the senior brother talking to the third junior brother Zhang Lingyun, Zhang Lingyu only felt as if everyone in the world had abandoned him, and his mentality suddenly collapsed, and he cried out the question that had been pressed in his heart for a long time.

"Lingyun Retreat...... It was I who gave the order, Ling Shuang's death was an accident, and I don't want there to be a gap between you brothers and sisters because of this!"

Disturbed by the noise, Zhang Shanxing, the head of the sect, slowly walked to the courtyard where the disciple was, and just happened to hear the second disciple's question.

In order not to make Zhang Lingyun excited for a while, and to tell the story of the three elders being bent down by the Xuanwu Divine Spirit, Zhang Shanxing took the first step to speak and took all the responsibility on himself.

"Master, you ......!"

Zhang Lingyu, who felt left out, saw that the master he originally respected actually lied for the sake of his junior brother.

The already collapsed mood became more and more serious, the clenched fists and green tendons burst out, and the eyes that looked at Zhang Lingyun were full of fierceness.

"Master, the disciple needs your help if he has something!"

"Come with me!"

Ignoring the second senior brother's crazy state, Zhang Lingyun waved his hand and clenched his fist in front of the master and bowed, and Zhang Shanxing took the lead in walking outside the courtyard after hearing his disciple's request.

"Second Senior Brother, when death comes one day, I hope you can face it calmly, but before that, please live well, because there are still many responsibilities and ties around you!"

Zhang Lingyun patted the senior brother's arm lightly, turned his gaze to the second senior brother who was still holding his breath, poured out some heartfelt words, and then turned around and walked in the direction where the master left.

"Master, Second Elder, Fifth Elder, Ling Yun has lived up to his expectations, and has already imprisoned the remnant soul of the Divine Beast Xuanwu!"

Coming to the more spacious and clean courtyard next door, watching the five elders habitually arrange the protective barrier, Zhang Lingyun made a slight change to show the focus of everyone's attention.

"The remnant soul of the divine beast is not weak, is it really locked up?"

The second elder stared at Zhang Lingyun in disbelief, and for a long time he still hadn't noticed the emotions such as dodging and evasion in his eyes, and his worried mood gradually relaxed.

"Master, because that divine beast is too cunning, I'm afraid it will be difficult to retrieve the body of the three elders!"

Zhang Lingyun was afraid that the three elders' bodies would be detected when they turned into ashes, so he bowed his head slightly to hide his weak heart.

"Let's put it first! wait until you cultivate to the next level, or take it after the Xuanwu Divine Soul is destroyed!"

"Immortal cultivators, I don't care about the flesh and bones of the mortal fetus, it is best to get them back, if there is danger, don't rush in!"

"Well, listen to your two uncles, don't blame yourself!"

This situation was reflected in the eyes of several elders, and it became a manifestation of Zhang Lingyun's guilt and self-blame, Zhang Shanyi and several people looked at each other, and successively opened their mouths to comfort this little disciple.

"Master, I know about the little junior sister, I heard that the Marquis of Anglis helped deliver the message at that time, and the country was willing to stop!"

After a short silence, Zhang Lingyun still took the initiative to mention the sadness of his master, and tried to deepen the style of acting in the hearts of the Chinese people in the hearts of everyone.

"Help...... Message...... Just stop!?"

"Hmph, doesn't it mean that for the sake of fairness, private communication is not allowed!?"

Seeing the master almost gritting his teeth and repeating the words of his nephew, the anger in the heart of the second elder Zhang Shanyuan was also ignited, his panting figure trembled slightly, and the hand holding the tea bowl began to exert force continuously.

"Click......!"

With a crisp sound, the ordinary teacup in the second elder's hand turned into pieces the size of fingernails scattered all over the ground.

"End...... One thousand taels!"

The five elders, who had already seen through the current situation of the imperial court, did not lose their temper in the anger of the two of them, but when the second senior brother crushed the teacup, the five elders subconsciously exclaimed.

"When is it!, junior brother still cares about the value of a teacup!?"

"Don't think about arguing with me! If you have the ability to find the emperor's old man, I will give up my life to accompany the gentleman!"

Seeing that the senior brother in charge wanted to solve the problem and vent his anger, the fifth elder, who also felt that he was angry, stared back directly.