Turning Misfortunes Into Good Fortune Starts with Seizing the Direct Descendants in Kowloon

Chapter 153 King Jin’s Back-Up Plan, the Gathering of Evil Spirits, Am I the Great Protector?

A few days later, in the morning, the Wang family's mansion was clean and leisurely, with icicles hanging upside down on the eaves, shining brightly in the sunlight.

Outside the house, light snow is falling.

The morning court had ended, and Wang Hefu, who was riding back to the mansion in a white-dyed sedan, had not yet had time to take off his official uniform. The Prime Minister of Dali Temple, wearing a red turban and a wisp of goatee, had already arrived at the door of the mansion and was waiting.

Wang Hefu's eyes were calm, and he slowly took the towel from the servant beside him, wiped his hands, and then asked softly:

"Master Shi, has the result of the review case at Denwen Drum Court been reached?"

As the second assistant and the grandfather of the King of Huai'an, he needs to avoid suspicion in his grandson's case and there must be no sign of involvement.

At this time, cold sweat appeared on the forehead of Dali Temple Cheng, and he spat out a few words carefully.

"Reported to the Prime Minister, rejected"

Wang Hefu narrowed his eyes, and a solemn look appeared on his eyebrows.

He secretly said it was a pity.

Still rejected.

However, he always felt that someone was obstructing this matter, so he asked:

"Who rejected it?"

The Prime Minister of Dali Temple cupped his hands, lowered his head and said: "Master Zaizhi, there are many resistances. It is suspected that the Holy One rejected it."

Upon hearing the word "Holy Lord", Wang Hefu's pupils shrank slightly, and then his expression returned to its original state, and he nodded lightly:

"knew."

The Prime Minister of Dali Temple thought for a while and asked if there was anything he had not reported yet. He handed over his hand again and said, "The case of Lu Yunwan's banquet has been closed. King Langya insisted that Xun Yu framed the case. The testimony of the Soldier Saint was used as evidence. It has been completed." Iron case, but Xun Yu is still nowhere to be found, I wonder if he is in the Imperial Capital."

Wang Hefu waved his hand and said: "Xun Yu is so insidious and cunning. Among the three sects, I don't know how many people tried to get rid of Hou Kuai, but they all met a tragic end. After all, this person is also a thirteenth realm saint." The great repair above is not a saint, but a saint. Let’s leave this mess to the Confucian Temple. Didn’t Li Sheng send three censors from the Confucian Temple to deal with this matter?”

"Yes, I will arrive in Beijing soon." The Prime Minister of Dali Temple nodded.

The Confucian temple advocates educating all living beings and guiding people to be good. Confucianism is the mainstay, and various schools of thought are supplementary.

The Supreme Saint is the main one, and the other four saints and ancestors are the assistants. As the highest authority in the Confucian temple, under the five saints, there are the principal and deputy leaders of the Confucian temple, and seventy-two accompanying saints.

Under the sages, there are the chief priests of Confucian temples and academic palaces and the mountain masters of thirty-six academies, through which they manage the world's scholars.

There are other opposition academies that have not been certified as schools, but they are also included, but they do not have much power.

Under the great sacrificial wine and the mountain master, there were also some scholars doing chores.

For example, the virtuous gentleman is responsible for redressing injustices in the Drum Court, the Si Ye is responsible for managing student records in the Academy, and the Censor is responsible for supervising the scholars in the world of Middle-earth.

If a scholar in a Confucian temple does something contrary to the Tao and brings a negative impact on the reputation of the Confucian temple, a censor will come to clean up the family.

It's just that this is cleaning up the house, not killing people.

Instead, he was imprisoned in a Confucian temple until he reformed.

The Soldier Saint Ningzhong was imprisoned in the Confucian Temple for three hundred years after bearing the monstrous evil of murder.

Wang Hefu felt that Xun Yu had not been arrested for so many years. There were definitely people in the Confucian temple who were protecting him, and some even silently supported him.

"You should go back first, I still have something to do."

"yes."

"Get up the sedan and go to Yaoguang Palace."

After thinking about it, Wang Hefu did not return home, but chose to go to his daughter's place.

Jin Palace.

In the snow-covered backyard, Lu Guangjing held a carving knife and carved the four words "Sword Qi Soaring to the Sky" on the bamboo slips, and his literary spirit fell.

In an instant, as soon as the words were spoken, the sword energy rose proudly in the surrounding area, just like ten thousand swords coming to the sect.

The war swords gathered one by one were parallel to the ground, surrounding him.

Suddenly, his eyes became extremely sharp.

A wave of his finger.

The sword rain fell, and his body disappeared on the spot, appearing in front of the man in white three feet away from the door, with the carving knife clicking like a pen.

At this moment, the Tao Qi is surging and the sleeves are flying.

However, the sword he summoned was only half way away when the man in white at the door of the backyard waved his sleeves and held the carving knife in mid-air.

Then he gently relaxed his hand and pushed out a palm, like ripples on a lotus leaf, making the opponent stand firm.

Lu Guangjing put away the magic weapon carving knife and asked: "How is it? How much has the strength declined?"

The man carrying the sword shook his head and said: "His Royal Highness's true cultivation level has dropped by 50% compared to before. I'm afraid he can only deal with some ordinary monks in the eighth realm. The ninth realm is still too difficult."

Lu Guangjing sighed: "Right now, sir, I have taken over the overall situation. Otherwise, this situation will be enough to make me lose all my cultivation. It is extremely difficult to retain some."

The man carrying the sword comforted him: "Even so, His Highness's cultivation level is already very high among many princes. Even King Chongwen Lu Yunqing is only at the eighth level of Confucianism and Taoism. Moreover, His Highness is a dual practitioner of Confucianism and Taoism. Although his cultivation level of Confucianism and Taoism has declined. , but in the Qi Practitioner lineage, the more the merrier. With His Highness’ talent, there should be no problem in cultivating to Nascent Soul. After all, he is still a human being.”

Lu Guangjing's eyes flickered and he said, "Sir, I have not contacted me for several days. I am afraid that he is also avoiding Li Sheng's calculations. Recently, I can only rely on myself."

"Your Majesty, you can rest assured that your subordinates are here."

The man holding the sword behind his back clasped his fists.

His cultivation level is definitely not low among the Jin Palace, but in Wujiang Pavilion, it is second only to Shadow Whistle, and has reached the late eleventh realm.

"The palace has been very restless recently. It seems that someone has already thought that I am going to die? Lu Yunwan and Lu Yunqing have both pointed their spearheads at me and want me to die, so how can I let them do what they want?"

Lu Guangjing's handsome face showed a thoughtful look.

At this moment, the other two Jia-character worshippers, Qin Fangding, an old minister of the Southern Zhou Dynasty, and Shadow Scout Luo Ying walked in from outside.

"Greetings, Your Highness."

Qin Fangding and Luo Ying bowed at the same time.

Lu Guangjing looked over, smiled, and said, "The Shadow Scout is back too! Tsk, your cultivation seems to have improved a lot. Have you reached the eleventh realm?"

Luo Ying didn't know how Lu Guangjing saw through her cultivation, and replied with her head down.

"Reporting to Your Highness, Shadow Scout has indeed reached the Yin God realm."

Her profile was cold and pretty, and her voice was quite cold, as if it was born, the same to everyone.

Lu Guangjing nodded: "I really envy your talent. You can cultivate to such a realm in just a hundred years. If nothing happened to me, I might have reached the tenth realm by now."

Luo Ying did not comment on this.

He disagreed in his heart.

Lu Guangjing reached the door of the ninth realm again and again, but he never had the possibility of breaking through this bottleneck.

He fell back every time, including this time.

He paid a heavy price for the two failures.

It was as if there was a curse, and he was trapped outside the ninth realm.

With Lu Guangjing's talent, he should have nurtured the Confucian Temple and let the temple breathe out the literary spirit. The reality is so dramatic that every time he was about to succeed, he failed.

After a pause, Lu Guangjing said: "What are your plans next? Continue to impact the twelfth realm of transformation? Or do you want to stop and settle down to cultivate the soul and Dharma?"

For the top-level Taoist practitioners, after cultivating the soul to the eleventh realm, they do face these two choices.

The two choices have their own advantages and disadvantages.

The former can take advantage of youth, full of energy, and vigorous blood to impact the twelfth realm in one fell swoop, and thus jump out of the shackles of the physical body.

You can survive by cultivating the primordial spirit.

After all, the essence and qi condense into a pill, become a golden pill, and refine the spirit with qi to become a primordial infant, all of which are preparations for the perfection of the primordial spirit. The primordial spirit body after the Yin spirit tends to be stable, and the physical body is not very useful.

So there is a natural chasm between the eleventh realm and the twelfth realm.

The golden pill is the seed of the primordial spirit, and the primordial infant is the branches and leaves of the primordial spirit. The magical spells released by the primordial spirit absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth with every move, and the power will surge a lot, and it can appear between heaven and earth, with infinite power.

Luo Ying did not answer Lu Guangjing's question, but said: "Your Highness, I have something important to report."

Lu Guangjing frowned and looked at Luo Ying deeply.

On the surface, Luo Ying had something important to report, so he could indeed not answer Lu Guangjing's question first. It is also reasonable to report that important thing to Lu Guangjing first.

However, from the perspective of a superior, Lu Guangjing could vaguely feel that Luo Ying was taking over.

Lu Guangjing said calmly: "What's the matter?"

Luo Ying said: "The Prince of Langya was released from prison yesterday, and many industries under his command have undergone great changes. Just yesterday, the business was already very quiet, and many monks came to find trouble. Obviously, the two princes have taken action."

Lu Guangjing's eyes shrank, and he said: "Lu Yunwan was taken to prison, but he was able to escape unscathed? When did he become so smart?"

In his opinion, even if the identity of the gentleman was exposed by the military saint, Lu Yunwan's guilt could not be so light.

He could let go of his resentment towards Lu Yunqing so cleanly?

Also, Lu Yunqing was so generous and ignored it?

No matter what, Lu Yunwan was the murderer who indirectly killed the Princess of Ning!

It is impossible for the two to be so tacit and share the same hatred!

There is a demon, there is definitely a demon.

Lu Guangjing immediately asked: "Do you know who specifically attacked the Prince Jin's Mansion?"

Luo Ying said: "It was the military monks under the Chongwen Palace. As for the herbal medicine shop and the casino, they were all robbed of their business by the Yunwan Chamber of Commerce."

Lu Guangjing didn't understand how the two people joined forces. Could it be that someone persuaded them from behind?

Ying Shao said: "Since the two of them joined forces, something extraordinary must have happened. I think it is necessary to report to the national teacher and ask the master to solve this matter."

Lu Guangjing's eyes glanced slightly, and a strange color flashed across them. Then, he smiled and said: "Ying Shao Gongsheng is right. It should indeed be reported to the master. However, the master is busy now and has no time to take care of it for the time being. It's better to leave this matter to you. You can dispatch the people in the mansion to target the two princes."

"Thank you for your trust, Your Highness. Ying Shao will definitely fulfill his mission."

After saying this, Ying Shao immediately retreated.

The man with the sword on his back looked at Ying Shao's back, frowned slightly, and said, "Your Highness, isn't it too hasty to let Ying Shao handle such an important matter?"

The big guy Qin Fangding also nodded: "Ying Shao's qualifications are still too shallow. Although he is talented and strong, he will inevitably have second thoughts."

Lu Guangjing smiled meaningfully and said, "Now that the master is not here, you all have your own things to do. Wujian Pavilion is in need of people. We should let her do more things and let her experience more."

The man with the sword on his back did not ask any more questions. He thought to himself that His Highness has been resourceful since he was a child. Since he did this, there must be a reason for doing so.

Lu Mingyuan had just transformed into Yang Erlang and woke up from the Jinwang Mansion.

Pushing the door open and walking out of his room, he saw a masked monk wearing black armor, waiting outside the courtyard.

This man was tall and sturdy, with a pair of piercing tiger eyes. His cultivation had reached the level of a grandmaster, and he could be considered a master.

"Protector, Lord Shadow Prowler invites you to the Shadowless Hall to discuss important matters." The masked monk bowed and then stood up again.

Lu Mingyuan walked out of the courtyard at a steady pace, closed the door, and then asked: "Protector? When did I become the protector of the Shadowless Hall?"

Not long ago, he was just a teacher of the Wujian Pavilion. When did he get a position as a protector?

"This is Lord Shadow Prowler's order." The masked monk clasped his fists.

"Her order?"

Lu Mingyuan nodded secretly.

It should be for the convenience of doing things, so he gave him the title of protector.

"How do you know I'm out of retreat today?"

The other person's dark face showed a hint of smile, and he said: "Master Yingshao has ordered that unless the Great Protector comes out of retreat, outsiders must not rush in to disturb him. I have been waiting outside the Great Protector's door for two days and one night."

Is it like this?

Lu Mingyuan couldn't help but look at Luo Ying with new eyes. This woman has a set of means to win people's hearts.

Originally, Lu Mingyuan was quite worried that it would be a bad idea to put the clone in the Jinwang Mansion, and he would be disturbed when he used the clone.

Now it seems that Luo Ying still trusts him and gives him great freedom.

If Lu Mingyuan is really just a small follower of the Jinwang Mansion, he might stay to assist Yingshao and help her take the position of the head of the Wujian Pavilion.

It's a pity that Lu Mingyuan is not.

"Greetings to the Great Protector."

Seeing Lu Mingyuan, the warriors of the lower seven realms showed awe, walked over, and knelt down to salute him.

The butcher Yang Jian, the notorious.

In their eyes, the fifth-grade cultivators were completely unattainable.

In terms of cultivation, they were two worlds apart.

"Lead the way!" Lu Mingyuan said lightly.

The masked man led Lu Mingyuan through the seven corridors of the tunnel and the layers of array light curtains, and walked towards the bright area.

After going out, he found that he had arrived at a villa in the outer city of the Imperial Capital.

The mahogany arch was magnificent and spacious, the pine trees were towering, and the tile eaves were simple.

Lu Mingyuan found that his previous understanding of Wujian Pavilion was just the tip of the iceberg.

This villa was extremely huge, and the spiritual energy was also quite rich. Even in the center of the villa, there was a magnificent hall, which was more magnificent and magnificent than the official office of Dayan.

"I didn't realize before that Wuying Hall had such a large pattern. The mechanisms and arrays in the villa can only be broken by the tenth-level cultivators in person." Lu Mingyuan said deliberately casually.

The masked man followed behind Lu Mingyuan and said with a smile: "The guardian may not know that this villa was once the home of a third-rate family called the Liu family. The Liu family is a noble family with many warriors. When they competed with a sect in Dayan for the ownership of spiritual mineral resources, they lost and were secretly destroyed by the sect. Later, this sect provoked His Royal Highness the King of Jin, and then this sect was destroyed by Lord Yingshao."

Lu Mingyuan said: "In other words, now, Liujia Villa is the property of the King of Jin's Mansion?"

"Not really. The King of Jin has already awarded Liujia Villa to Lord Yingshao. Therefore, Lord Yingshao is the real owner of Liujia Villa." The masked man said.

Lu Mingyuan nodded and did not ask any more questions.

The masked man reminded Lu Mingyuan in a low voice, saying: "The situation is urgent. Lord Yingshao has invited all the strong men who are loyal to her in the one prefecture and twelve counties of Dayan to come to the villa to discuss important matters together."

"Oh!"

Lu Mingyuan stared at him and smiled softly.

Of course, he understood the meaning of the four words "urgent situation", Luo Ying had already told him in advance.

Since the action was about to begin, Luo Ying naturally no longer concealed his strength and gathered all the people he could summon to the villa.

Lu Mingyuan walked into the hall alone. As for the masked man, he was only a cultivator of the lower seventh realm and was not qualified to participate in such a meeting.

Lu Mingyuan secretly looked at the Wujian Pavilion masters sitting on the left and right sides of the hall, and soon he understood Luo Ying's power clearly.

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