For the imperial court, the impact of this war was quite bad.

A felon, who dared to blatantly break into the imperial city to cause killing, flouted the royal law, and despised the imperial court, as if he was slapping the imperial court in the face, was completely lawless.

If Zhang Ruochen is not arrested, where is the face of the court?

A large protective array in the central imperial city opened, and there were chains of light patterns rising up to the sky, connecting the sky and the earth, blocking the entire city and preventing Zhang Ruochen and Ling Feiyu from escaping.

Zhang Ruochen did not plan to escape from the imperial city at this time, after all, everyone thought that he would escape, and if he really escaped, it would only be more dangerous.

On the contrary, it is relatively safer to stay in the imperial city.

Obviously, Jiezifu must not go back, so he can only find another place to hide.

Zhang Ruochen left the Seventh City and walked on the snowy streets, his mind had already returned to calm, even if the Heavenly Mandate Corpse Emperor fled, but the Ancient Clan of Raising Ghosts and Chasing Corpses paid a great price.

Through this battle, if other forces want to deal with him, I am afraid that they will have to carefully weigh it first, whether they can bear the price they have to pay for offending him.

On the street, the voice of a seven- or eight-year-old child sounded: "Dad, look, there is a moon in the sky." ”

"How can there be a moon in such a ghost weather...... Eh, there really is a moon, and it seems to be moving. The middle-aged man next to the child was surprised.

Zhang Ruochen also raised his head, only to see that above the pitch-black sky, there was indeed a bright moon hanging, and the light emitted only shrouded a city.

The city...... It is the Seventh Metropolis.

Suddenly, the bright moon actually moved and flew towards another city.

Only those who have reached the Holy Realm can see clearly that it is not a bright moon, but a rather huge mirror.

"Could it be the Supreme Sacred Artifact Mirror of Confucianism and Taoism?"

Zhang Ruochen's face froze slightly, sensing that something was wrong.

Legend has it that the mirror can see through all the falsehoods in the world, Zhang Ruochen's attainments in the thirty-six changes of formlessness and invisibility are not very clever, once illuminated by the mirror of truth, I am afraid that the original form will be revealed in an instant.

"In order to arrest me and Ling Feiyu, those old gentlemen of Confucianism and Taoism actually used the Supreme Holy Weapon, which is really a big deal. ”

The detection speed of the True Mirror is quite fast, and it only takes one breath to explore a city, and then, enter the next city.

On the ground, there are also troops cooperating with their actions.

After a piece of the city was explored, it was determined that Zhang Ruochen was not hiding inside, and immediately opened the city protection array to isolate the city.

With such a carpet search, it won't be long before Zhang Ruochen will be found.

"The speed of the search is so fast, the person who controls the Mirror of Truth, the strength of his spiritual power must have reached a rather astonishing level. What now?"

Zhang Ruochen's brows were furrowed, and he knew quite well in his heart that once he was caught, no one would be able to save him.

Where exactly can I hide?

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen's heart moved, he thought of a place, and said to himself: "Yaochi." ”

At this moment, a profound and long-term memory emerged in Zhang Ruochen's mind.

Eight hundred years ago, Yaochi was a manor of the imperial family of the Central Empire of Qingchi, located on the outskirts of the imperial city. It is also a garden that the Qing Emperor rewarded Princess Chi Yao, and the first meeting between Zhang Ruochen and Chi Yao was there.

Every time Emperor Qing and Emperor Ming get together, they are also in Yaochi.

Therefore, Yaochi is not as simple as a manor, it has an extraordinary significance, there, there is a formation jointly arranged by Emperor Qing and Emperor Ming, which can isolate the prying eyes and exploration of the outside world.

The two emperors are not only close friends, but also the masters of the two central empires, and there are many secret things to talk about every time they meet. At the same time, Zhang Ruochen and Chi Yao naturally had many opportunities to get together, leaving a lot of good memories in Yaochi.

If it weren't for the necessity, Zhang Ruochen wouldn't want to go there at all, because the more beautiful the memories were, the deeper the pain in his heart would be.

In the end, because of the threat of the True Mirror, Zhang Ruochen still came to the outside of the ancient manor, stood in the snow, and looked at the gate of the manor.

What was once a suburb of the imperial city has now become an inner city.

The manor is still the same manor it used to be, and even the plaque on the gate has never been changed, printed with two familiar words - Yao Chi.

It's a pity that today's Yaochi is extremely deserted, not even a single guard and servant can be seen, and there are two old seals pasted on the door, which are written "forbidden to enter" and "no forgiveness".

A forbidden place.

The monks who passed by here also looked at the manor with a taboo look, and retreated far away, not daring to approach.

The two seals seem to seal the secret that the owner of the manor is most reluctant to be revealed, and anyone who breaks into it will be killed.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were a little deep, he walked over step by step, came to the gate, and was silent for a moment before he stretched out a hand and touched the seal.

"Boom. ”

A mighty and boundless force poured out from the seal, shaking Zhang Ruochen upside down and flying out, falling into the snow, rolling up snowflakes all over the sky.

Zhang Ruochen stood up again, looked at his bloody arm, and then looked at the two yellowed and worn seals, and said to himself: "Is this a warning?"

Zhang Ruochen took a deep breath, the holy qi was running in his body, and the wound on his arm slowly healed.

Then, Zhang Ruochen walked to the left side of the manor with his hands behind his back, took a detour, and came to the back door of the manor.

At the back door, there is no seal, but there is a formation enchantment arranged by the two emperors.

It was not the first time for Zhang Ruochen to enter the Yao Pond, so he naturally knew how to crack the formation enchantment, and stretched out a finger to draw lines on the vermilion gate.

"Squeak. ”

The formation enchantment retreated, and Zhang Ruochen pushed open the door and walked in.

The manor was full of dense yellow weeds, with a thick layer of snow piled up on it, and as far as the eye could see, there was no living thing in sight, only the whistling of the wind.

Desolate, dilapidated, without a trace of life.

The door of memory was opened, and the scene in front of Zhang Ruochen's eyes became beautiful, pavilions, lakes and cranes, white mist bridges, one scene at a time.

At this time, in his ears, it seemed that he could hear the laughter of a boy and a girl, as well as them practicing swords under the trees, meditating by the lake, and watching the stars and moon on the rooftop.

Every dilapidated place is a memory.

"Brother Chen, with your talent, you will definitely be able to reach the Great Sage Realm in the future and become the next generation of Ming Emperor of the Shengming Central Empire. My talent is worse, and I may not be able to reach that level in this life, and I am afraid that I will not be able to take over the throne of Chi Qing's Central Empire. ”

"Who said that only those with high talent can cultivate to the realm of great sages? You must know that in history, there were many great sages and gods, but their talents were mediocre, but their hearts were extremely strong. ”

"Why are you so brainless? Can't you tell Princess Ben not to cultivate so hard, just need to be carefree and be the emperor and queen of the next generation of Emperor Ming?"

"I see...... Wait a minute, don't go, Yaoyao, I'll tell you again now. ”

"I don't want to hear it!"

......

The figures of the young man and girl gradually faded away, disillusioned in front of Zhang Ruochen's eyes, where only a stone path covered with moss remained, and there were dead branches and vines that fell down.

Zhang Ruochen shook his head gently, with a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Ruochen walked into a deserted viewing pavilion, which was full of spider webs, and in the center of the spider webs, there was a chess table.

On the chess table, there is an unfinished chess game, and the black and white pieces are staggered.

In Zhang Ruochen's memory, Emperor Ming took him to Yaochi three times, and each time, he would play this game with Emperor Qing, and each time he would play for three days.

In a game of chess, I played three times, for a total of nine days, and there was no winner or loser.

In front of Zhang Ruochen's eyes, it seemed that Emperor Ming and Emperor Qing were still sitting there, Emperor Ming was white, and Emperor Qing was black, their expressions were extremely solemn, and every move seemed to be making a major decision.

Zhang Ruochen swept away the cobwebs with his hand, walked over, came to the side of the chess table, and looked at the endgame above.

After a while, Zhang Ruochen's eyes shrank violently and said, "No, this is not an endgame...... The winner has already been decided. If the white chess loses, the father loses!

Zhang Ruochen remembers very clearly that the last time they played chess, they did not distinguish the winner or loser.

As the Qingdi, it is impossible to play this game of chess with others again.

Then, there is only one possibility, the last time Zhang Ruochen knew was not the last. When he didn't know it, Emperor Ming and Emperor Qing finished the endgame and divided the winners and losers.

"What a weird move. ”

Zhang Ruochen knows chess, but he is not proficient.

Even so, he could see that the second emperor's chess move was quite weird, and he couldn't say what was weird.

"Could it be that my father was assassinated by Emperor Qing when he was playing the last game of chess with Emperor Qing, so he disappeared?"

Zhang Ruochen's hands were clenched together, giving birth to a strong anger, and there was a feeling that the chess in front of him was very likely to be related to the disappearance of his father.

"Such a strange chess move must be hiding some secret. Could it be a clue left by my father?"

Zhang Ruochen stretched out his arms, wanting to lift the chess table and put it into the space ring.

However, the chess table is intertwined with the rules of the Holy Dao, and each chess piece contains the power of the Great Sage, which is heavier than a mountain.

Zhang Ruochen couldn't lift the chess table at all, and he couldn't even pick up a chess piece.

In the end, Zhang Ruochen could only give up and memorize the chess game, preparing to find a chess master in the future, perhaps to help him solve the secrets in the chess game.

This manor is so quiet that Zhang Ruochen has a chilling feeling.

"Maybe you really shouldn't be here. ”

Zhang Ruochen sat next to the chess table, sitting in the position where Emperor Ming once sit, feeling physically and mentally lonely, and sighed, that is, he immersed his spiritual power in the Qiankun realm.

At this moment, he really wanted to find someone to tell the pain in his heart.

The first person who came to mind was Huang Yanchen.

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