Time passed, and there was still one day before the Dabi that the Immortal Flow and the Rongshen Flow had agreed upon.
The imperial capital of the human race seemed to be calm during this period, but in fact, after the county magistrate Tianzhao sent the Dao seed as evidence, a storm was about to come.
Therefore, under the calm before this storm, the atmosphere in the imperial capital was turbulent and elusive.
Everyone is waiting.
Wait and see the emperor, watch the immortal stream.
The Immortal Flow, whether inside or outside the Taixue, was in the midst of a storm, and even more because the tower was sealed, the once lively atmosphere seemed to be short-lived, returning to its previous appearance.
Recently, people who have practiced the Strange Immortal Flow Technique have also suffered from their own suffering, not daring to reveal their identities in the outside world.
On the surface, all forces seem to be waiting, waiting for the emperor's decree.
It can also be imagined that the moment this decree is transmitted, the great possibility of the Immortal Flow will plummet, and the recovery will collapse, not even as bad as it once was.
At least, the decline in the past can be said to have been eliminated by the times, but now if it involves the soul-pumping of millions of people, it has been put on the table and paid attention to by the entire human race......
Then, this is the great sin of the human race.
In particular, the evidence seems conclusive.
Until the moment when the date of the Great Competition agreed between the Fusion Divine Flow and the Immortal Flow arrived, the human emperor's decree that everyone was waiting for came out of the palace.
"The seal of the Immortal Flow White Pagoda is temporarily lifted, and it is allowed to discuss the Tao with the Rongshen School to prove itself!"
This Dharma decree surprised many people and was also expected by many people.
The Immortal Flow has existed for a long time, and the time when Taixue was established was the growth ring of its school, and there were many human cultivators who practiced the method of the Immortal Flow throughout the ages.
Although it declined in the later stage, under these long years, the Immortal Flow had long been inextricably linked with the forces of the human race, and there were too many incense feelings that outsiders did not know.
It is conceivable that the transmission of this Dharma will must contain a game of many parties, which is a matter under the table, and it is not something that ordinary people can know.
In short, the Immortal Flow burned the incense he had accumulated since its establishment, and finally exchanged an opportunity for himself at this critical moment.
A chance to prove your innocence.
So the day before this discussion, at dusk, the gate of the Immortal Flow White Pagoda in the Taixue was slowly pushed open, and the figure of the Immortal Sect Master who was trapped in it and finally unsealed appeared there.
In half a month, his eyes were obviously more vicissitudes, and he stood there at the moment, looking at the streets of Taixue, silent.
After noticing this scene, the students in Taixue also watched from a distance, each with mixed expressions, some disgusted, some emotional, some angry, and some hesitant.
All kinds of thoughts vary from person to person.
After a long time, the sect leader turned around and sat down again in the lobby of the Immortal Flow White Pagoda, waiting silently.
Until time passed little by little, no strange immortal students appeared.
And the faction leader's eyes slowly dimmed, but in the depths, there was an unwilling fire hidden, burning.
At the same time, outside Taixue, dusk passes, night falls, and the cold wind howls across the earth, like poetry, crying, and complaining.
It blew over the ancient city wall in the distance, trying to lift up pieces of dust that had been invaded by snow, but in the end it could only lift its chill and scatter it in the thoughts of the people of the imperial capital.
Like an ancient poet, he used sad verses to tell the history of heaven and earth, and like a ruthless bystander, silently recording the rise and fall of the world.
And at this moment, in the middle of the night in this cold wind, a figure like ink blended into the verses, outlining a vague afterimage in the wind, and approaching a house not far from the eldest prince's mansion, rapidly approaching.
The dark night covered its figure, and the cold wind hid its breath, all of which made this figure appear in the courtyard of this house silently.
It was Xu Qing who rushed back to the imperial capital.
He stood here, perceiving the four directions.
The black-robed man who hid the words of truth in his soul, although Xu Qing used divine magic to see a corner of his life, but in this corner, there was only the altar and the worship of the other party.
As for the appearance, he couldn't see it.
He only knew that the other party must also be a person of the word of truth, and behind this matter, through his inspection of the two extraordinary immortal students, in addition to the word of truth, there was also a so-called employer.
Of course, it may also be that the word employer is deliberately playing with mystery.
"Also, that black-robed man, under my indirect integration with soul silk, not only did the heterogeneity emanating from the hidden divine thoughts within familiar me, but even the voice of this cold hum itself also gave me a sense of familiarity......"
Xu Qing squinted his eyes, pushed open the door of the house, and walked in.
Inside the house, it was pitch black.
But in his eyes, everything is very clear.
The house was very simple, with a wooden bed, a table, and a chair.
On the table, there was an extinguished oil lamp.
Staring at this, Xu Qing closed his eyes, combined with his soul search and divine magic, he locked on this house, and at this moment, he seemed to have returned to this place a month ago.
The black-robed man was sitting there, and three Immortal Disciples were standing opposite him.
While fiddling with the fire of the oil lamp, there were words echoing.
No one saw the other person's appearance.
After a long time, Xu Qing opened his eyes and walked to the place where the black-robed man was sitting, sat down there, raised his hand and waved his hand, and the oil lamp in front of him reappeared on fire.
Between light and dark, Xu Qing raised his hand and gently fiddled with the flames, and the power of the purple moon in his body emanated, forming a heterogeneity that belonged to him, following his fingers, and blending into the oil lamp.
Slowly, the fire of the oil lamp shook violently, and its material was gradually affected, until finally, there were signs of activation.
This is also the power of the gods.
Heterogeneity can invade all things, but it can also produce a certain degree of activation, which is why after the arrival of the remnant, many new races appeared in the Wanggu Continent.
Similarly, it is also the core of the emergence of penalty areas.
For example, the restricted area of Xu Qing's original waste picker camp was caused by the activation of a guzheng.
And now, Xu Qing is also using this method, he wants to activate this oil lamp.
Indeed, no one in this house had ever seen the face of the man in black robes, but ...... The oil lamp had seen it.
This technique can be mastered by ordinary people, such as rummaging through the methods of time, maybe the powerful have special techniques to simulate, but what Xu Qing wants to do now is not done by gods.
After a long time, the lights shook more and more intensely, and the oil lamp began to melt and split, tentacles grew out from inside, slowly swaying, and even on the oil lamp, the facial features slowly highlighted, as if a face had grown.
But it was obviously extremely unstable, and cracks appeared in addition to trembling at this moment.
Xu Qing's fingers paused and he spoke calmly.
"The black-robed man you saw a month ago, what it looks like...... Reveal!"
As soon as Xu Qing's words came out, the oil lamp trembled violently, as if for it, Xu Qing's voice was the highest decree, so it was released desperately.
In the next moment, the oil lamp itself melted rapidly, but its flame suddenly rose, until the oil lamp itself completely disappeared, and the flames left behind by Yu rose, and the ...... A face emerged.
A pale, ordinary and unfamiliar old face.
This face, in Xu Qing's memory, has never been seen.
At this moment, the flame shook, and this face became clearer and clearer, until it was finally completely revealed, and the fire slowly dimmed, as if it had released everything, activated life, and also bloomed with the spark of life.
Now, it is beginning to disappear.
But its meaning was extremely important to Xu Qing, Xu Qing's body leaned forward involuntarily, staring at the face emerging from the flames.
What he saw were the eyes of this face!
In those eyes, four figures were reflected!
What the oil lamp revealed was a scene from a month ago, and these four figures were different from what Xu Qing had checked when he searched for his soul.
From his soul search and divine techniques, there were clearly only three students of the Immortal Stream here.
But in fact...... Here that day, including the man in black robes, there were not four, but five.
There is also one person here.
It's just that the existence of this person, the three Strange Immortal Flow students can't see it, only this black-robed man, because of the connection in the dark, so he can see it.
It is precisely because of this that Xu Qing used this incredible technique at this moment to see it indirectly.
The extra figure, wearing a white robe and a Taixue mask on his face, everything seemed unfamiliar, but the charm emanating from the exposed eyes made Xu Qing's heart suddenly murderous.
This look reminded him of the master of the Rongshen School he saw when he entered Taixue for the first time.
At that time, he was suspicious of this.
At this moment, combined with the familiar cold snort and the charm in the eyes of this revealed figure, an answer appeared in his heart.
"The master of the Rongshen School is...... Bai Xiaozhuo!"
Xu Qing muttered in his heart, raised his right hand and waved it gently, the flames dispersed in front of him, and after the house turned dark again, he spoke lightly.
"After watching it for so long, it's time to show up."
Xu Qing's voice echoed in this quiet house, and after a few breaths, a hoarse voice came from the corner of the house.
"As expected of Xu Yuzun, not only can he find this place, but he can do it in this way...... It's amazing."
As he spoke, a man in a black robe who was exactly the same as Xu Qing saw came out of nothingness and appeared in the house.
Xu Qing turned his head to look.
"You are not the one."
He spoke calmly, the person in front of him and the man in black robes had a different aura and feeling.
"I really don't, but it may be in the future."
The man in black robe stood in place, carefully observing Xu Qing, as for his face, it was blurred.
He was looking at it very seriously, and Xu Qing was also staring.
After a while, the man in the black robe raised his right hand, and a jade slip flew out and landed in front of Xu Qing.
"The employer is the seventh prince, here is all the evidence, I have collected it for you, how to do it, you decide for yourself."
After saying that, he turned around and walked out, his figure gradually blurring.
When Xu Qing heard this, his murderous intent rose in his heart, but instead of looking at the jade slip, he looked at the figure of the black-robed man gradually disappearing.
"If you have time, go back and see Ning Yan."
As soon as Xu Qing's words came out, the blurred figure in the black robe seemed to shake slightly, turned around to look at Xu Qing, and completely dispersed.