Chapter 69 Jiang Xiekong's Ambition

The fire shot up into the sky, illuminating the entire palace like daylight. Thousands of guards and palace guards stood around the fire with puzzled expressions. The king did not order the fire to be put out, and the group of people could only stare blankly at the fire in front of them as it engulfed a huge palace. They did not understand. This palace cost a huge amount of money and took more than two years to build. It has always been the inner palace where His Majesty King Cang handles state affairs. Why didn't they put out the fire? What made people feel even more puzzled was that after working for most of the night, they didn't even see a hair of the thief who stole the treasure. This was too weird.

"The king has ordered that the fire is fierce and the lives of the guards are important. There is no need to put out the fire. Wait until the fire is out and then clean up the ruins. The four gates of the capital have been blocked. You should search the whole city immediately and make sure to catch the thief!" A eunuch with a duck voice squeezed into the crowd of onlookers, facing the fire with his back to the crowd, and issued the king's oral order.

The guards were moved when they heard this. The king did not let them put out the fire, but showed consideration for their lives. So they responded loudly and divided into four teams. They rushed out of the city from the four gates of the city with murderous intent and began to hunt down the thieves who stole the treasures. However, after rushing out, the four guards were dumbfounded. How could they catch the thieves without a picture of them? Then they thought, isn't there a name? Then they arrested all the people named Wu Yan in the city. There must be one who is real, right?

So in a moment, the whole Tianlang City was in chaos, and there were guards and guards holding torches everywhere searching for thieves.

Outside another palace, Jiang Xiekong looked at the raging fire in the distance and said calmly, "Did the kid escape?"

King Cang stood aside awkwardly, and carefully stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Uncle, my junior guards are incompetent, and no one saw how the thief escaped."

"Don't blame yourself. If your people can find him, that would be a miracle. Deacon Mo, Du Laonong and Yu Shusheng chased him, right?"

"Yes." Mo Buchou said.

"Do you think that with the two of them, can they seriously injure the kid without hurting his life? It's really troublesome. According to my opinion, just kill him. What's the use of such a waste?" Jiang Xiekong said impatiently.

"Haha, what Elder Jiang said is that this kid is ignorant of the times. Not only is he stubborn, but he is also cunning. He also flirts with Yun Hezi and Lu Cang'er. I also think it's better to get rid of him than to keep him. But since this is what Senior Duoqian wants, we can't disobey." Mo Buchou smiled.

"This is also what I am worried about. The Yunlu family has always been on good terms, but in the cultivation world of our country, they have always been at odds with my Jiang family. Humph, we must think of a way to break up the two families. Deacon Mo, do you have any good ideas?"

"Why not use this kid?" Mo Buchou rolled his eyes and smiled sinisterly.

"What do you mean?" Jiang Xiekong frowned and looked at Mo Buchou evilly.

"Hehe, I have always admired Elder Jiang's cultivation and wisdom, and I am willing to join Elder Jiang. I heard that Elder Jiang's sister-in-law, Daoyou An, has a sister who also came to Tianlang City a few days ago. I have a good impression of Daoyou An's sister. I wonder if Elder Jiang can help to reconcile them?" Mo Buchou laughed dryly and glanced at Jiang Xiekong.

Jiang Xiekong suddenly laughed wickedly, pointing at Mo Buchou and saying, "You, you idiot, are actually in love with Yingying. Interesting, really interesting."

Mo Buchou looked at Jiang Xiekong anxiously, not knowing why he was laughing. Thinking of the shy, sweet and lovely girl he saw in Tianlang City two days ago, he couldn't help but feel excited.

"If it's inconvenient for Elder Jiang, I..."

"Well? Deacon Mo, don't think wrongly. I will naturally help you at this time. How can I not see your ability? Talents like you are exactly what I need most. The An family is originally a dependent family of my Jiang family. As long as I ask, how can they refuse? Don't worry, I will take care of this matter. Haha, I appreciate true-natured cultivators the most. Not bad, not bad, you are very much to my taste. Ah haha..." Jiang Xiekong's narrow eyes revealed an unpredictable wicked smile, as if he thought of something interesting.

Mo Buchou breathed a sigh of relief and said with a happy face: "Thank you, Elder Jiang, for your help. If I want to separate the relationship between the Yunlu family, I may not be able to do it in the past. But now, it is simple." Mo Buchou stopped talking here and subconsciously looked at Cang Wang and others who were yawning.

This group of mortals, who have been here with them for a whole night, are naturally a little tired. Of course, some things are definitely not convenient for them to know.

Jiang Xiekong waved to Cang Wang and others, and Cang Wang and others understood, hurriedly bowed and bowed, and left.

After they walked away, Mo Buchou said, "Elder Jiang, I have been sending disciples to secretly observe the Lu brothers. When Senior Duoqian asked us to do this that night, I found that Lu Cangli had a strange look. After that, I have been sending people to keep a close eye on Lu Cangshan. On the day of the trade fair, the people I sent said that he had contact with the boy surnamed Wu. A few days ago, after the trade fair ended, the boy quietly left the Immortal Valley, causing me to almost lose track of him. If the boy had not wanted to join the Buddha Palace and become a Buddha monk, I would have let him slip away. So I guess that the reason why the boy slipped away so quietly is probably because Lu Cangli passed the message to Lu Cangli that night, and Lu Cangli notified Wu Yan. I have inquired and Lu Cangli and the boy surnamed Wu have always had a good relationship. When the boy entered the valley, it was Lu Cangli who paid the rent and tax spirit stones for him."

"Is that true? Haha, this is a great opportunity to annex the Lu family! Good, good, Deacon Mo, you did a great job. I will go back to the Immortal Valley tonight and meet many seniors. You will go there with Du Chu and Yu Jin to capture him. You can also serve as a witness in the future and make Lu Cangli speechless!" Jiang Xiekong was overjoyed. How could he sit still after receiving this unexpected news? After the two of them discussed it, he immediately set off and went to the Immortal Valley. Mo Buchou left the royal city, laughed triumphantly, and followed the secret marks left by the farmer and the scholar.

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The extent of Wu Yan's bad mood at this time can be seen from the gloomy expression on his face. He fled all the way to the direction of the Buddha Temple with a gloomy face. He used the Wind Control Technique with all his strength, and he was like a black wind, quickly escaping to the West City.

He found that he had fallen into someone else's trap without knowing it. Moreover, he still didn't know who was framing him. The only clue was the two thieves who stole the Buddha Pearl. However, those two people were probably dead now, not even ashes were left.

Who were those two immortal cultivators? Why did they frame him? Was it because of the Buddha Pearl? If so, why did they let those two people successfully steal the pearl, and then watched him snatch it away without stopping them?

The more he thought about it, the more clueless he became. With a slightly changed expression, Wu Yan opened the black box while flying with the Wind Control Technique. There was actually a golden box inside the black box.

Wu Yan frowned and gently tapped the golden box with his finger, and a flash of light flashed from his fingertips. It was non-toxic, without any mechanism, just an ordinary golden box.

Pressing the mechanism lightly, the golden box opened in response. A soft light yellow light was ejected from the box, making people feel a sense of emptiness and tranquility in their hearts for no reason.

The yellow light was emitted by a thumb-sized yellow bead. The light was like a solitary lamp in the dark night, giving people a feeling that there was a vast sea of ​​suffering, and only this place was a blessed place.

Wu Yan's anxious mind could not help but calm down, and the power under his feet paused, and the whole person stopped involuntarily. Wu Yan was stunned, and quickly closed the golden box again, put it in his arms, and then closed his eyes to adjust his Taoist emotions.

When he opened his eyes, it seemed like a long time had passed, and it seemed like just a moment. Wu Yan's face showed a very strange expression.

Just a glance at the bead emitting yellow light, his tenth-level cultivation, which had been stagnant, unexpectedly reached the tenth-level great perfection realm strangely, and there was a faint sign of breaking through this realm to reach the eleventh level!

Wu Yan's mood at this time was a strange feeling that could not be explained. He could be sure that this Buddha bead was absolutely a genuine Buddhist treasure!

But he couldn't figure out why those who designed to frame him would let him take away such a treasure?

Could it be that there are more terrible conspiracies and intrigues here?

When Wu Yan came to his senses, he frowned and heard the shouts from the search guards from the royal city, which continued to spread to the outer city. His face became gloomy again. It seemed that he could not stay in the city any longer. Now he had to leave the city temporarily and wait for the Buddha Assembly to start, then sneak back into the city and blend into the crowd participating in the Buddha Assembly.

After thinking it through, Wu Yan used all his senses, used the Wind Control Technique with all his strength, and fled quickly out of the city.

After escaping from the west gate, Wu Yan fled all the way to Tianlang Mountain. There were dense forests and dangerous mountains there. No matter how many guards there were in Tianlang City, it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack.

When he fled to the foot of Tianlang Mountain, the east was already white. In the dim morning light, Wu Yan stopped at a col and sat cross-legged on a big rock. He could finally take a breath.

This place is still more than ten miles away from the Fairy Valley. But Wu Yan did not plan to go to the Fairy Valley. When he was running away, he finally remembered where he had seen the farmer and the scholar.

Those two were both deacons of the Loose Cultivator Alliance. He had seen them once at the trade fair, but when he attended the trade fair, his attention was focused on the stalls and he did not pay special attention to the two. Although he met them, he was not impressed. If it were not for the special attire of the two, he would not have realized their identities at this time.

Wu Yan took out the dry food and water he brought with him, ate and drank a little in a hurry, and after a short rest, he stood up again, took out four or five paper bags from the leather bag on his waist, and sprinkled four or five powders of different colors on the soil, rocks, and fallen leaves within a radius of twenty feet, centered on the valley under the big rock where he rested.

After doing all this, Wu Yan breathed a sigh of relief, sat down again in the valley under the rock, took a pill of Ziyang Pill, closed his eyes and began to meditate to restore his magic power and physical strength.