Vol 2 Chapter 256: Shield the secret

The words of the sorcerer in white have verified some of Xu Qi'an's guesses. The third rank of the sorcerer system is called "Heavenly Secret Master", but no one knows what the second and first ranks are.
In today's Kyushu, no one knows what the first and second ranks of warlocks are except for the first generation who created the warlock system and the second and fifth generation.
Forcing Wang Yang Qianhuan to be a direct disciple, he didn't know anything about it.
It is conceivable that the first and second grades of the warlock system hide huge secrets.
When the Buddhist delegation arrived in Beijing, he had a chat with Wei Yuan and learned that Emperor Wu Zong was able to usurp the throne, and Buddhism and contemporary prisons played a vital role in it.
Single-handedly led the fall of the first generation Jianzheng.
Later, she rescued Lina from the underground palace and met a wild warlock named Gongyangsu, who learned from him that the Warlock's first- and second-rank hidden secrets.
From then on, Xu Qi'an guessed that Jianzheng's teacher killing was mostly related to his grade.
"It seems that you have already had an idea."
The white warlock stared at Xu Qi'an for a moment, and said leisurely. .
My thought is that the second grade of Warlock is called "Evil Disciple", and the first grade is called "Master Killer".......... Xu Qi'an vomited in his heart, but did not dare to say it.
He remained silent.
The white warlock observed Zhao Shou who was trying his best to break through the formation, and said:
"The second class of Warlock is called "Qi Practitioner"."
? A big question mark flashed in Xu Qi'an's mind, which was a bit beyond his expectation. To be honest, the name of the Qi-trainer was a bit mediocre, and it didn't seem to match the second-rank sorcerer's personality.
Immediately afterwards, he listened to the white-clothed warlock with a smile: "The'qi' of luck."
Qi Luck......... What does the Qi Luck trainer do? !
Xu Qi'an's pupils shrank slightly, a kind of suddenly enlightened, but new doubts arose.
It suddenly became clear because he knew why the first generation Jianzheng was able to steal the Dafeng National Destiny, and refining Qi Destiny was hidden in his body. This was the authority of the second-grade Qiqi practitioner.
Doubts, but don't understand what this has to do with Jianzheng Master Killing.
"What does this have to do with Jian Zheng betraying you?"
He asked the doubts in his heart frankly.
The white-clothed warlock did not answer him, but opened the sachet again. At the same time, Xu Qi'an heard Zhao Shou's voice:
"Arrangements are prohibited here."
The deep voice seemed to contain terrible power, and the rules of heaven and earth changed.
The formation that moved the power of heaven and earth to strangle Zhao Shou with the energy of the five elements? Dissipated silently.
Pretty! Xu Qi'an cheered secretly.
The two sides are in a stalemate? Zhao Shou perfectly dragged the first-generation supervisor, and only waited for the senior first-grade Salun Agu to be driven away by the twenty-five sons? He was saved.
Seeing that the formation was cracked? The white warlock didn't rush, and summoned a magic weapon in the open sachet? It was a small copper plate with gossip.
The gossip copper disk flew up into the sky, condensing on Zhao Shou's head? Mengmeng clear light showered? A gossip array enveloped Zhao Shou again.
"You might as well try to prohibit the use of magic artifacts here."
The white warlock smiled and said: "In this way, your sub-sage Confucian crown cannot be used. I'm going to cut you down."
Zhao Shou silently? The backlash of uttering the law did not allow him to modify the rules of heaven and earth one after another.
Krypton gold players are not allowed to die......... Xu Qi'an cursed in his heart? The glimmer of hope that had just arisen disappeared instantly.
The warlock system, at first glance, does not have strong attack power, but they are good at formation and refining, as long as they have enough time and resources? They can engage in krypton gold.
The combat power is not enough, the magic weapon comes together.
Simply disgusting.
After throwing out the gossip copper plate? The white sorcerer said leisurely: "The first-grade sorcerer is called "Destiny"."
After a pause? He said solemnly: "Know the fate of heaven!"
"Monitor is strategizing and lay out secretly? All of this is based on the authority of "fate"? But fate has a great drawback? Jianzheng can always only lay out secretly, cannot directly intervene, and cannot reveal the secret.
"Let me give an example. For example, if he knows that I am going to make a sneak attack today, he can't tell you, he can't directly help you, he can only help you through some euphemistic methods. For example, sealing the demon monk in your body.
"In fact, he did this too. It's just that everything in the world grows and restrains each other. I can't do anything with the gods, but someone can cure him."
Xu Qi'an nodded: "This reminds me of wizards' hexagrams."
The white sorcerer smiled and nodded: "The sorcerer was born out of the wizard system."
"But what does it have to do with Jianzheng's Master Killing?" Xu Qi'an asked.
Upon hearing this, the white-clothed warlock sighed: "The condition for a qi practitioner to be promoted to the destiny is: to practice the luck of a country. I say that you may not understand."
Who do you look down on... Xu Qi'an nodded: "It's really hard to understand."
The white warlock patiently explained: "Change to an easier-to-understand explanation, support a man of destiny to ascend the throne, establish a country and proclaim the emperor, this is the key to the promotion of a second-rank Qiqir to the first-rank destiny."
boom!
Xu Qi'an's scalp numb as if a thunder blasted in his ears.
All the mysteries are solved.
Therefore, Jianzheng chose to help Emperor Wu Zong, join forces with Buddhism, and betray his teacher.
Jianzheng relied on supporting Emperor Wu Zong and successfully promoted to the first rank.
The first generation of supervisors fell from the first grade to the second grade because of the loss of the "national".
No wonder warlocks need to rely on the court, because a dynasty that ruled the Central Plains is the foundation of warlocks.
Therefore, the first generation said that if the director killed Joan, he would destroy the foundation. But if he kills me, he only needs to endure the backlash of luck, and he won't destroy the foundation.
"Can't you choose a prince from the existing dynasty and support him to the throne?" Xu Qi'an tentatively asked.
The white warlock shook his head: "This is not enough to promote the Qi Qi practitioner."
........ Xu Qi'an was silent for a long time, but still couldn't hold back, and asked: "Did you have a brain problem back then? Why do you want to accept apprentices?"
Teach your apprentice so hard to make him stab yourself?
The white warlock was silent, and pierced the eighth and ninth golden nails into Xu Qi'an's body. At this point, all the nails were inserted.
Shenshu was completely sealed.
"........."
Xu Qi'an couldn't wait to draw his own mouth, if his hand could move.
The white warlock sighed: "Because the dynasty change is a natural law, no one can stop it. The destruction of a dynasty will inevitably be accompanied by the death of a supervisor.
"That's why we have to accept disciples. If we don't accept disciples, the warlock system will become the dust in history. Speaking of it, fortunately, it was Wu Zong's rebellion. Although the imperial family changed its line, Dafeng was still Dafeng.
"So I just fell into a state, not died."
So, constantly being stabbed back by the apprentice is the fate that the warlock system must bear? Xu Qi'an looked strange and said:
"Are you trying to support that line of the year and regain the throne, so that you can return to the position of First Grade?"
"This is obvious."
The white warlock nodded.
Xu Qi'an said word by word, "Then, the contemporary Jianzheng fell back to the second grade and started his new round of master killing plan?"
Matryoshka started between master and apprentice?
The white warlock glanced at him, and his tone suddenly became cold: "Do you have any last words?"
.......Xu Qi'an didn't speak.
The warlock in white stretched out his hand, touched the fragment of the ground book from Xu Qi'an's arms, and wiped it lightly.
Xu Qi'an's brain throbbed for a while, knowing that his "master-servant relationship" with the fragments of the earth script was lifted.
My heart sank suddenly.
The white warlock dumped the small jade mirror and poured out a long sword that exuded a faint glow and was as clear as water.
Then, he put the fragments of the ground book back into Xu Qi'an's arms.
Give it back to me? !
Xu Qi'an stared at him blankly, so he just took out his Moon Shadow Sword?
This sword is the trophy obtained after killing Ji Qian.
The quality is not inferior to his Taiping Sword, but without the spirit of birth, it cannot be among the ranks of peerless soldiers.
"Do you know the true meaning of the Fourth Stage Array Mage?"
The white warlock held the Moon Shadow Sword, turned his head, and smiled at Xu Qi'an.
Without waiting for Xu Qi'an to speak, he said to himself:
"The formation method is actually the rules of heaven and earth, otherwise, why should we bring wind, rain, thunder and lightning? How can we borrow the power of heaven and earth? So, as long as you give me time, I can understand the revised rules of heaven and earth by Confucianism and break it."
As he said, his palm touched the Moon Shadow Sword, wiping out a twisting mysterious spell.
Xu Qi'an closed his eyes subconsciously and looked directly at these spells, which would have a negative effect of headache and dizziness. The same feeling is to look directly at the dragon tooth.
The white-clothed warlock raised the Moon Shadow Sword and gently cut it down, and Dean Zhao Shou's "painting the ground as a prison" suddenly shattered.
He said so much to me, not really wasting time, but comprehending the rules of this world...Xu Qi'an had Ming-wu in his heart, and suddenly felt tremendous pressure.
How terrible the prison is, the first generation of prison is just as terrible.
Fighting against such a person is too low tolerant and stresses too much.
In comparison, the half-crazy Joan is simply too easy to deal with.
The white warlock slowly collected the Moon Shadow Sword, and did not even look at Zhao Shou, whose face changed slightly. He still said in that calm tone, and said:
"Well, I almost forgot one thing, I have to block your secret."
In Xu Qi'an's pale face, he slowly said:
"In Jianzhou, you had a relationship with the old ancestor of the Wulin League. A half-step, second-rank martial artist, the combat power is stronger than Zhao Shou.
"But Takeo is Takeo, it is not difficult to deal with, I only need to shield you, he will forget your existence."
Xu Qi'an looked ugly, with cold sweat on his forehead, and he silently opened his mouth, unable to speak anymore.
The sorcerer in white raised his hand and touched him lightly.
In the dark, it seemed that something was hidden.
The white warlock grabbed Xu Qi'an's shoulder and said, "Go!"
The two immediately disappeared.
He has also cracked the rules that cannot be transmitted.
..........
On the official road, Xu Pingzhi, who was riding a horse, suddenly appeared confused. He reined the horse and looked around, not knowing what he was going to do.
"Why am I here and what am I going to do?"
He muttered to himself.
While being confused, a shout came from behind: "Master Xu, what are you going to do?"
Xu Pingzhi looked back and saw Zhang Shen Yufeng from Yunlu Academy.
"I, I don't know what I am going to do..."
Xu Pingzhi answered blankly.
Zhang Shen said helplessly: "It's so good, how come you suddenly went crazy. Your wife and daughter are still waiting for you to go back in the college."
Xu Pingzhi frowned and suddenly realized that, by the way, because his nephew died in Yunzhou in battle, he was depressed and unhappy, and his daughter Lingyue was even more eager to see things and think about people, and she washed her face with tears all day long.
The young girl Xu Lingyin often woke up crying at night, shouting to find her elder brother, and sometimes she thought of her elder brother at the table. When she was sad, she turned her grief into her belly and ate five bowls.
Therefore, he resigned from the position of Centurion of the Guard of the Sword and planned to take his wife and daughter to settle in Yunzhou.
Thinking of this, Xu Pingzhi looked gloomy and sighed:
"Sorry, since Ning Yanzhan died in Yunzhou, I have been insane from time to time and do some inexplicable things."
Ning Yan? Who...
Zhang Shen was taken aback, and asked, "Who is Ning Yan?"
Xu Pingzhi looked sad: "It was my nephew, who died in Yunzhou at a young age."
Zhang Shen nodded.
Although Xu Xinnian is his student, he and the Xu family do not have a deep intersection. This time he was entrusted by the student Xu Cijiu to send the Xu family to live in Jianzhou.
...........
Beijing suburbs.
Chu Yuanzhen sat on the spine of his sword, tears streaming down his face, and said:
"The emperor has no way, and it will harm the country and the people. Fortunately, there are experts who eliminate demons and defend the way. Otherwise, I will be destroyed in the hands of the faint king."
Master Hengyuan put his hands together: "The good is good, but it is a pity that the masters come and go without a trace. Without leaving a name, he walks away with his clothes, hiding his merit and fame."
Li Miaozhen stood on the flying sword, her vigorous brows frowned, she felt a sense of panic for no reason, and only felt that she had lost something important.
Lina touched her belly and said, "The matter is over, I should also go back to Yunlu Academy. The Xu family are waiting for me."
At this point, she suddenly frowned, and for a moment she couldn't remember why she would stay at Xu's house.
A few seconds later, she suddenly realized that, by the way, after she came to Beijing, she ran into Xu Lingyin, Miss Xu Jia, and discovered this peerless little genius from the vast sea of ​​people, so she accepted her as a disciple and taught her practice.
.........
Imperial Palace, Shaoyin Palace.
Lin'an went crazy looking for something in the study, his actions were rude, books were thrown at random, and the vase "cracked" to the ground.
"Your Highness, Your Highness, what are you looking for?"
The close-fitting maid was in a hurry.
Lin'an stopped and stood blankly, tears flowing over her white cheeks, she choked with sobs:
"I, I forgot something important..."
The two court ladies looked at each other, completely unable to understand what the second princess was saying.
At a certain moment, Lin'an saw a chessboard and scattered chess pieces among the scattered books.
She still didn't remember what she had forgotten, but instinctively, she felt that this chess set was very important. She squatted down and hugged the chessboard tightly, tears down.
On the chessboard, black ink says:
Chuhe Hanjie!
...........
Another part of the palace.
The four princes said solemnly: "Huaiqing, the father is dead, and the prince has finally come to the end, but, but I am not reconciled..."
After Wei Yuan's death, he lost his biggest pillar, and it was impossible to beat the righteous prince.
The mysterious master beheaded the father, and it is bound to cause turmoil in the political situation. At this moment, the princes will definitely immediately support the crown prince ascended to the throne to stabilize the situation.
The four princes only felt that the future was dim.
At this time, he found that his always resourceful sister, Huai Qing, looked dull and sad.
"Huaiqing, I know that the death of the emperor father makes you very sad, but the emperor father is innocent, it provokes the indignation of that peerless expert and shot."
The fourth prince said solemnly: "This is not the time to be sad. As long as the prince does not become the throne, we still have a chance. You must help your brother."
Huaiqing gently held his heart.
It hurts, my heart hurts, like an empty piece.
..........
Somewhere in a small courtyard.
Mu Nanzhi sat on the roof, holding his cheeks, thinking about life.
The courtyard door was pushed open, and Aunt Zhang hurried in, yelling:
"Miss Mu, what are you doing on the roof?"
Mu Nanzhi did not answer, looking down at her, and whispered softly: "Aunt Zhang, what's wrong..."
As soon as she spoke, she realized that her voice was wrong.
Aunt Zhang said anxiously: "The neighbors in the neighbourhood said that the capital is about to end, and the emperor was killed. They are planning to escape from the capital. Are you going to leave? Call your man together..."
Aunt Zhang suddenly stopped talking, and looked at her with a weird expression: "Miss Mu, why are you crying?"
Mu Nanzhi was taken aback~EbookFREE.me~ and touched his face, tears in his hands.
"Me, my husband is dead." She said sadly.
"Huh? When did it happen?"
Aunt Zhang was taken aback.
She cried: "I don't know, I, I forgot..."
...........
Somewhere in the suburbs of Beijing.
Luo Yuheng held a sword in one hand and held her forehead with the other, her face was slightly pained.
"Xu, Xu Qi'an, Xu Qi'an..."
She tried her best to fight against something, but still couldn't prevent the forgetting of some information.
..........
PS: Three shifts tomorrow, finish this story.