Quanzhen Taoist priest suddenly realized what everyone was thinking. He rolled his eyes and quickly stood up and said, "My subordinates will never dare to betray the prince. Please investigate clearly."
Kublai Khan did not speak, but looked at the Quanzhen Taoist priest quietly. The camp was silent for a while, and the atmosphere was extremely depressed.
Quanzhen Taoist priest's forehead was gradually covered with cold sweat, and his heart was so anxious that it almost jumped out of his chest.
Time passed by, but Quanzhen Taoist priest couldn't hold it back after all. He knelt down with a thump and said, "Your Majesty, I guarantee with my life that this matter was definitely not done by my Quanzhen sect."
For more than ten years, he relied on Kublai Khan to reach the position of almost the seventh son of the Quanzhen Sect.
It can be said that Kublai Khan held all his lifeblood in his hands, how could he dare to betray Kublai Khan.
Isn't that looking for rocks in the latrine and seeking death?
Kublai Khan smiled and inserted the short blade in his hand into the mutton, "I know Taoist Tang's loyalty, but I don't know about the others in Quanzhen's teaching."
Tangshan knew what Kublai Khan meant. He swallowed and said, "Seven days! Please give me seven days, and within seven days, I will get all the gifts back."
"Okay, just seven days." Kublai Khan cut off a piece of mutton and ate it in his mouth, "Then I will be waiting here for good news from Taoist Priest Tang. I hope Taoist Priest Tang will not disappoint me."
"My subordinates, please retire first!" Tang Shan stood up and held his hands in arms.
After receiving permission, he immediately turned around and walked out of the camp.
After walking out of the tent, a gust of cold wind blew, and Tangshan realized that he was already soaked to the skin.
Tangshan did not dare to stay any longer and hurriedly walked towards Zhongnan Mountain.
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Six days passed quickly.
In a kitchen in Zhongnan Mountain, Tangshan exclaimed in a low voice, "What? Haven't found it yet?!"
A trace of cold sweat flowed down Tangshan's forehead. Tangshan was so worried that he asked anxiously, "Where are those two evil disciples?"
The little Taoist priest replied, "Back to Master, there is no news about the two senior brothers so far."
Tangshan clenched his fists. How could he not know what the problem was now? !
Only the Quanzhen Sect's masters and disciples knew about the gift.
Now that the two evil disciples are missing, the news must have been leaked by those two evil disciples.
But now, it doesn't matter who leaked it.
With only one day left, it was impossible for him to find where the gift was?
At that time, even if he hides in the Quanzhen Sect and does not go to see Kublai Khan, he will let the people of the Quanzhen Sect know that he has colluded with the Mongols.
He will definitely not be tolerated. When the time comes, he will only die.
Tangshan's eyes were so anxious that he turned around, and time slowly passed by. Tangshan suddenly thought of something, and his eyes fell in the direction of Chongyang Palace.
A sinister look flashed in his eyes.
Master Chongyang, I'm sorry, I just want to save my life.
"Xiao Wu, go get pen, ink, paper and inkstone."
"Yes, Master."
noon.
Tangshan slowly walked outside the Chongyang Palace with a bowl of noodles, "Old Headmaster, the meals are here."
Tangshan slowly put the plate down, but couldn't wait for a response, so he took out the red post prepared in advance from his sleeves, paused and said, "Old Headmaster, a woman in white just gave my disciple a post, saying it was The disciple must be handed over to the old master..."
Before Tangshan finished speaking, he suddenly felt a strong wind blowing, blowing his hair and robe back.
After he calmed down, a person appeared in front of him, and the red post in his hand fell into that person's hand.
Seeing the person in front of him, Tangshan quickly saluted, "I've met the old headmaster."
Wang Chongyang didn't say much, took the post and turned back to Chongyang Palace.
Seeing Wang Chongyang's reaction, Tangshan breathed a sigh of relief.
It seemed that his guess was indeed correct. The old leader really admired Leader Lin of the Tomb Sect.
If that's the case, then his fake post...
In Chongyang Palace, Wang Chongyang felt a little excited when he looked at the post in his hand.
The woman in white?
Is it Chaoying? ! Or the girl beside Chaoying back then? !
After ten years, is Chaoying finally willing to contact him? !
Wang Chongyang opened the post with trembling hands in excitement.
【At midnight tomorrow, I will get married to Master. However, the ancient tomb is lonely and there are no guests. I specially invite Master Chongyang to come and have a glass of wedding wine. ——Su Xuan】
Seeing the handwriting on the post, Wang Chongyang was stunned for a moment.
His mind went blank due to the impact of the content.
That brat wanted to marry Chaoying back then? !
Apprentice marries master? ! this……
After regaining his composure, Wang Chongyang felt an unknown anger rising in his heart that could not be suppressed.
For ten years, Wang Chongyang sat alone in Chongyang Palace.
My mood has become extremely extreme a long time ago when I saw the content on the post.
Wang Chongyang forgot to distinguish whether the content was true or false. He was so angry that he smashed the post into pieces and disappeared from the spot.
"Click"
The gate of Chongyang Palace suddenly opened, and Wang Chongyang flew out and headed towards the back mountain.
After Wang Chongyang left, Tangshan walked out of the darkness. While his hanging heart was completely relieved, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty in his heart.
How could a disciple marry his master? He is really good at making things up!
But it's good if it works. On that post, he put poisonous powder on it, which can stimulate people's emotions.
At that time, conflicts between the old headmaster and the Tomb Sect will inevitably occur.
Ordinary poison powder will naturally have no effect on a master like Wang Chongyang.
But this poisonous powder was obtained by him through hard work, but no matter what your strength is, it is just like an aphrodisiac. It is impossible to get rid of it without venting it.
The prince wanted to take control of the Quanzhen Sect, but because he was afraid of the old leader, he did not take any further action.
Now that the old headmaster had been moved to the back mountain by him, he went to find the prince and lead people to control the Quanzhen sect.
Wait until the old headmaster and headmaster Lin both suffer losses...
Hey, the gift is gone, so I have to use this to save my life...
A breeze blew by, bringing a chill to his body. Tangshan recovered and looked at the direction Wang Chongyang left with a sneer on his lips. He stepped into the air and ran down the mountain...
On the other side, inside the ancient tomb.
Su Xuan was teaching Gongsun Lu'e in swordsmanship when he suddenly heard an angry shout coming from outside the ancient tomb, "Su Xuan, get out and die!"
The voice was a bit old, but it was filled with strong internal energy and spread throughout the tomb.
The next moment, Lin Chaoying and Mu Tingxue appeared next to Su Xuan.
Gongsun Lu'e also stopped holding the sword in his hand and looked at his master in confusion.
Xiao Longnu peeled half of the grapes and asked doubtfully, "Little Master Uncle, who is that person outside? Does he have any grudge against you?"
Su Xuan frowned, listening to the voice lingering in his ears, he felt inexplicably familiar in his heart, but he couldn't remember who it was...
Before Su Xuan could figure it out, Lin Chaoying pulled Su Xuan and walked out of the ancient tomb, "You will know if you go out and take a look. If you want to kill my apprentice, I will kill him first!"
Mu Tingxue and the other girls quickly followed, and their swords all fell into their hands at some point.
Outside the ancient tomb, Wang Chongyang's eyes showed no concealment of jealousy and anger. Just as he was about to shout again, the door of the ancient tomb suddenly opened.
He saw Lin Chaoying, whom he was thinking of, pulling a man out of the ancient tomb in a menacing manner, followed by three women.
Ten years later, although Su Xuan's body shape and appearance had changed, Wang Chongyang still recognized Su Xuan at a glance.
Looking at the clasped hands of Lin Chaoying and Su Xuan, the anger in Wang Chongyang's heart grew exponentially.
Unable to restrain himself, he shouted angrily, "Su Xuan, do you think you are worthy of marrying Chaoying?! Die to me!!"
Before he could finish his words, Wang Chongyang stepped into the air and charged towards Su Xuan with his long sword.
Su Xuan looked a little strange when he heard the words in his ears. Before he could understand, Lin Chaoying's eyes sharpened and his sword turned sideways.
Then a sword light was seen rising into the sky, and Wang Chongyang's body suddenly stopped in mid-air.
A trail of blood gradually appeared along the top of Wang Chongyang's head, between his eyebrows, the tip of his nose, and his mouth, and was abruptly split in half from the middle.
Then the head fell towards the ground in a daze, and its life was cut off.
Lin Chaoying didn't take action, and once he did, he struck with all his strength.
The gap between the Heavenly Realm and the Grand Master is unimaginable.
Wang Chongyang didn't break through to the Heavenly Realm, so he could only be killed instantly with one sword.
As if he was still upset, Gongsun Lu'e had a look of disgust on his pretty face. He walked forward to Wang Chongyang's body, took out a bottle of corpse water from his arms, poured it out and cursed,
"Bad guy, the master is so good, but you still want to kill the master?! Go to hell!!"
With a "sizzling" sound, Wang Chongyang's body disappeared into the air.
This series of movements was so fast that no one except Su Xuan could see clearly who was coming...
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