Volume 1 Imperial Capital Fu Chapter 22 Breaking the Realm

Now for Haoran Academy, the Pope is the last hope, if the Pope has no choice, it will be tantamount to declaring that Yan Shiyi can only do this.

Mei Qingqiu only took Wang Taiping with him, but as soon as he stepped out of the gate of the academy, he saw the carriage of the Xuanqian Palace coming.

"Phew!"

The carriage stopped right in front of the gate of the academy.

The Pope got down from the carriage, and Mei Qingqiu was about to greet him, but the Pope didn't turn around, and stretched out his hand to help the trembling old man out of the carriage, but it was the previous Archbishop of Linghai and the current honorary bishop of Xuanqian Palace, Tang Zhijie.

"I've seen the Pope, the Bishop!" Mei Qingqiu hurriedly greeted him.

Wang Taiping also nodded, and pushed away Mei Qingqiu's hands that stretched out to help Tang Zhijie, and said in his mouth: "Master, you talk to the Pope, and the Bishop will let me take care of it!"

The little fat man thought that he would get the master's approval, but he didn't expect Mei Qingqiu to glare at him, and he was secretly scolding in his heart: I have another big incident here that has fallen on the bishop, you kid don't want to make trouble.

Tang Zhijie laughed and said: "Okay, you two can just talk, leave me alone, I'll just talk to the child." ”

Mei Qingqiu said: "Your Excellency, why did you come here, I was about to go over to find you. ”

"I knew something was wrong with Yan Shiyi, so I came and took a look," the Pope said. ”

Mei Qingqiu thought to herself, the whole Kyoto is under your control, everything is like you under your nose, how could you let such a thing happen? Could it be that you have a new view of Yan Shiyi, and you don't plan to spend more time on this young man.

Seeing the change in Mei Qingqiu's face, the Pope probably guessed his thoughts, and said with a smile: "A few days ago, the Pure World planned to preach in the territory of the Great Qianhuang Dynasty, three days ago, the eldest disciple of the Dao Ancestor came to the imperial capital, and last night the Holy Emperor summoned us to the palace to discuss this matter, so he didn't take out his hand to help Yan Shiyi's kid, it's not that the Xuanqian Palace has some other thoughts about him. ”

Mei Qingqiu saw the Pope say this, and the big stone in his heart finally landed, otherwise, if it was without the help of Xuanqian Palace, Yan Shiyi estimated that this life would be like this.

"Your Excellency the Pope, the Bishop is old and has been suffering from injuries all the time, so this time he will follow you to Haoran Academy?"

Mei Qingqiu thought of something else, that matter, the Pope mentioned to him when he decided to reuse Yan Shiyi, but he never followed it up later. Although Mei Qingqiu was anxious, she didn't dare to go directly to the Xuanqian Palace to ask the Pope, so it would seem that she cared too much about that position, maybe it would backfire.

Although the Pope was secretly scolding Mei Qingqiu in his heart, he still said with a smile: "Your Excellency Bishop came to Haoran Academy this time, in addition to meeting Yan Shiyi and Li Muyao, the main purpose is for you, and he wants to talk to you in detail about some things in person. ”

Mei Qingqiu sighed in her heart, knowing that the matter had roughly been completed, she immediately looked at Tang Zhijie behind her with a smile, and nodded to the old man again and again.

Wang Taiping had never seen Mei Qingqiu like this, and he panicked, secretly wondering if he had neglected the bishop by not doing those details properly, and his master was making up for it?

Tang Zhijie didn't seem to notice Mei Qingqiu's movements, but walked slowly under Wang Taiping's support, and said some words that Wang Taiping could only hear clearly, which were roughly about Yan Shiyi and Li Muyao.

"Your Excellency, Yan Shiyi's condition is not good!" Mei Qingqiu said solemnly.

The Pope was surprised and said, "The killer of the Nine Shadows Tower is so powerful? That kid has the Haoran Sword in his hand, even if he is slightly injured, his life should be fine!"

Mei Qingqiu said: "Lord Pope, the situation is beyond your expectations, when Yan Shi was attacked last night, the Haoran Sword was not in his hands. ”

Although the Pope heard Mei Qingqiu say that Yan Shiyi forgot to bring the Haoran Sword, he was still not too worried, he just nodded, with the child's intelligence, even if there was no Haoran Sword to help, it would not be difficult to escape for his life.

Seeing that the Pope didn't say anything, Mei Qingqiu said in a deep voice: "Yan Shiyi has been hit by the Extreme Cold Xuan Ice Liquid!"

"Ah!" said the Pope, who was finally moved, "how can this be? There are not many people in Kyoto who have such a deep hatred for that child, and who should harm him so much?"

Mei Qingqiu said: "Listen to what my disciples said, it should be a killer hired by the three bosses of Jixiangfang!"

"Ah!" exclaimed the Pope again, unable to imagine that the source of everything was himself. The joke he made on a whim unexpectedly hurt the boy.

"Let's go!" said the Pope, anxiously.

Mei Qingqiu led the way in front and took the Pope to the mountain behind the academy.

The Pope said as he walked: "The third boss is so vicious, this Supreme Cold Xuan Ice Liquid is not an ordinary poison, his injuries are accompanied by a lifetime, few people can live if they are hit by the Supreme Cold Xuan Ice Liquid, even if they barely survive, the meridians around their bodies are also deeply affected, and they will never be able to practice again!"

"How is this so?" Mei Qingqiu didn't expect the Zhihan Xuan Ice Liquid to be so vicious, as if it was specially prepared to deal with cultivators, "Lord Pope, as far as I know, my little uncle was also poisoned by this kind of poison when he was young, why didn't he do anything later?"

The Pope said, "Mo Jingtian hasn't told you about it, and the reason why he's okay is all because of the help of the Haoran Sword?"

Mei Qingqiu knew all this, but he hoped to hear other explanations from the Pope's mouth, and it seemed that there was no hope at all.

The Pope suddenly said, "What is the situation of the Haoran Sword now?"

In his opinion, the current situation of Yan Shiyi can only be solved by Haoran Sword, if Haoran Sword has been unsealed, then Yan Shiyi will have no problem.

Mei Qingqiu's expression was gloomy, and he shook his head and sighed: "It's useless, that iron rod is still the same as before!"

"Alas!" the Pope sighed, the young man was really ill-fated, he thought that if he gave him the bowl of purity, there would be no more trouble, but he did not know that such a situation would arise again.

While talking, the two of them had already come to the back mountain of the academy.

Suddenly, there was an exclamation.

Mei Qingqiu heard the voice of her little apprentice Li Muyao, and exclaimed, "Could it be that Yan Shiyi has something else?"

Ignoring the Pope, he rushed in first, and the Pope hurriedly followed.

"What's wrong?"

As soon as Mei Qingqiu arrived, he saw that his disciples were surrounding Yan Shiyi.

"Master, come and see!" Li Muyao said.

Mei Qingqiu didn't seem to panic when she heard her voice, but walked over with some surprise and doubt.

"Ah, what's the situation?" Mei Qingqiu said in surprise, turning around and finding that the Pope was behind him, he hurriedly let go of half of his body, "Lord Pope, come and have a look!"

The Pope actually came to everyone's side with Mei Qingqiu when Li Muyao let out the first exclamation, and he was also a little inexplicable about what happened to Yan Shiyi at this time.

According to what he knew, anyone who was hit by the Extreme Cold Xuan Ice Liquid would be covered in a layer of frost, and in serious cases, the whole person would become a popsicle, sealed in the ice all year round and not melted, but Yan Shiyi's current situation was completely different from what he knew.

The frost that originally covered the surface of Yan Shiyi's body had already melted, not an ordinary melt, but directly turned into steam and drifted into the air.

"Your Excellency, do you know what the reason is?" asked Mei Qingqiu.

How do you know that the Pope looked at Mo Jingtian on the side and asked, "Old Mo, have you ever been in the same situation before?"

Mo Jingtian shook his head and said: "I don't know the specific situation very well, because I have been in a coma since I was hit by the Extreme Cold Xuan Ice Liquid, but I heard Haoran Jian mention it later, and he never said that such a situation had happened." ”

"Strange!" said the Pope, with a solemn expression, "There won't be any problems, right?"

After speaking, the Pope put his hands on Yan Shiyi's pulse, and his brows suddenly furrowed even tighter, as if he had encountered something incomprehensible.

"What's wrong?" Mo Jingtian asked.

The Pope gave him a seat and said, "Come and see for yourself!"

After Mo Jingtian caught Yan Shiyi's pulse, he also exclaimed and said, "Strange, how can this be?"

"Can't you tell what's going on?" Li Muyao saw that these two old men were playing dumb riddles, and in a hurry, she didn't care that one of them was her own uncle, and the other was the first person in the cultivation world of the Great Qian Dynasty.

The Pope did not blame her, and smiled and said, "It's a good thing." ”

Mo Jingtian also smiled and said, "The Extreme Cold Ice Liquid on this kid's body suddenly disappeared for no reason!"

Li Muyao said happily: "Really! How can this be?"

The Pope laughed: "Maybe this child's body structure is different from ordinary people!"

In fact, when Mei Qingqiu took Wang Taiping to leave the back mountain to see the Pope, Yan Shiyi had already regained consciousness, but he couldn't move, and his body was extremely uncomfortable, two breaths fought endlessly in the body, one was cold, the other was scorching, this cold and hot battle was turned upside down in Yan Shiyi's body, if it wasn't for Yan Shiyi's body being unable to move, it was estimated that he would have to roll on the ground.

That kind of torment is not something that ordinary people can bear, Rao is Yan Shiyi has a strong physique that is not comparable to ordinary martial artists, and he has a feeling that he is about to collapse, and the two breaths are chasing me in his meridians, not letting each other go, and occasionally entangled together, it is like bursting his meridians.

Fortunately, the two breaths, after each entanglement, will be weaker than before, Yan Shiyi really can't tell how many times these two breaths have been entangled in the meridians, anyway, it seems that after a long time, finally the two breaths have returned to flat. Yan Shi felt a peace that he had never felt in his body, and the feeling of heat that would rise in his body intermittently had disappeared, and the cold breath that was cold to the bones had also disappeared.

Yan Shi clearly felt that his body, whether it was the meridians or the dantian, was much larger than before, and he could feel that his strength seemed to be much stronger, and the Yuan Force that captured the surroundings was also much more sensitive than before.

Pope, Mo Jingtian, Li Muyao...... The conversation between them all fell to his ears, but he still couldn't open his eyes.

I don't know how long it took, Yan Shiyi felt a roar in his head and opened his eyes suddenly.

With an "ah" sound, a breath of turbid qi was highlighted, and he stepped into the realm of qi refining.

Yan Shihuo straightened up, looked around at the people around him, and asked, "What happened?"

"Stinky boy, you broke through the realm like this!" Mo Jingtian smiled, "You almost couldn't wake up, do you know?"

Yan Shiyi said: "I only know that there were two breaths fighting in my body just now, and it took a long time to calm down, and then I broke through the realm inexplicably!"

The Pope asked Mo Jingtian in a voice that only the other party could hear: "Old Mo, do you know the situation?" He was also afraid that Yan Shiyi would have other questions.

Mo Jingtian replied in his heart: "I believe you also know the situation in this kid's body, there is a great demon lord's magic power left in his meridian dantian, otherwise, you wouldn't give him the pure bowl! ”

The Pope could only sigh that this kid was so lucky, but he was happy and worried, for fear that this was a plan by some great power.

Haoran Sword Master, not only the Datong world cares, in fact, whether it is a pure world, or an immeasurable world, they have always wanted to take it under their command, for those who are powerful, Haoran Sword is not only a sword, but also the world, maybe the sky can also go.

The Pope did not tell Mo Jingtian about this, Mo Jingtian handed over the Haoran Sword, that is, he had the intention of withdrawing from these battles, and there was no need to disturb his state of mind. In addition, when the Pope probed Yan Shiyi's pulse just now, he clearly found that there was a wisp of breath that did not belong to the Datong world at all, and seemed to be pure in the world, but it was not really, because it contained the breath of Buddhism.

The pure world is coming to the Great Qianhuang Dynasty to preach, and the great disciples of the Daozu have come to Kyoto, and all kinds of signs seem to be related to the pure world. But how to explain that Buddhist breath, in Kyoto, there are clearly no practitioners from the infinite world.

The Pope planned to go to the temple before Yan Shiyi went to see the Confucian saint, and perhaps he could get the answer he wanted there.

Yan Shiyi grabbed Wang Taiping, "Fatty, what happened later?"

Wang Taiping said: "I don't know the situation either, I fainted at about the same time as you." ”

Yan Shi looked at Li Muyao and asked, "Mu Yao, what's going on?"

Li Muyao said: "I heard from the sixth senior brother, it was the third boss of Jixiangfang who bought the killer of Jiuyoulou to deal with you, and they gave you a poison called "Zhihan Xuan Ice Liquid", and I heard the master say that if you fall into this poison, you can only be sealed in the cold ice for the rest of your life. ”

"Ji Xiang Fang!" Yan Shi's eyes flashed with cold light, and his voice was extremely cold.

The Pope stared at the young man, for fear that he would cause some trouble, and said, "You want to take revenge on Jixiangfang?"

Yan Shi said in a cold voice: "Of course, and I have already figured out how to deal with them." ”

"What are you going to do?" It was Li Muyao who asked this time, if Yan Shiyi planned to regret Jixiangfang, of course she would not stand idly by.

"Wherever Jixiangfang is famous, I will defeat them in that way!" Yan Shiyi said.

In Wang Taiping's casual conversations with Yan Shiyi these days, he has already told him about the larger forces in Kyoto, including leaders from all walks of life, so Yan Shiyi also knows the business scope of Jixiangfang.

The Pope was afraid that if he was ruthless, he would uproot Jixiangfang, and he might not be able to do it with the strength of Yan Shiyi alone, but Haoran Sword could not be ignored, not to mention that those disciples of Haoran Academy were not good at stubble, and they would definitely not stay out of the matter, so he smiled and said: "Then I can help you in some cases!"

Yan Shiyi said calmly: "Then thank the Pope first!"