Chapter 15 Ji Xun

Xuanyuan Huanggui was surprised and said, "Brother Xinghe, have you not been in the empire for the past ten years?"

Gu Xinghe nodded with a wry smile and said, "I was secretly imprisoned. I didn't escape until recently, so I immediately came to the imperial capital. I met my third sister just outside the imperial capital, so I made an appointment to come to my eldest brother!"

Xuanyuanhuang thought for a long time and nodded and smiled, "Thank you for coming back, otherwise, I'm afraid I'll really be like that headless fly!" He was worried about this huge empire, but he did not notice any great changes in the ancient Xinghe. Only Yuwen Zhuyan felt very strange in his heart, but it was not convenient to ask directly. He only hid this doubt in his heart and slowly talked about the general trend of the world with Gu Xinghe. Xuanyuan Huanggui and the other side seemed to have encountered some problems in dealing with national political affairs, and his whole eyebrows frowned.

However, it is said that the general trend of the world today, outside the court, the puppet early Tang Empire is sitting in the northwest world, and there are Yan, Tu and other family valves to help, and there are many soldiers and generals, which means the situation of Chang'an, which is well known by passers-by. In the southwest, the Baiyun Army resisted the Chu and Tang Empire. Fortunately, the terrain was so dangerous that it had persisted until now, but it was unable to send troops to counterattack. In the northeast and southeast, there is no war for the time being, but they have complained about the dispatch of troops to suppress the rebellion, and do not seem to want to damage their respective strength. In the court, since the incident of Tianshan ten years ago, the two contradictions have become increasingly fierce, while the ministers of other families have been watching each other and only silent in the early morning of the palace, which turned out to turn a deaf ear to the empire that was in a crisis.

This rotten empire, after nearly nine thousand years, has finally been ruined from its roots! Gu Xinghe suddenly wondered about the decision of that year. How could such a Zhongzhou empire unite to resist the disaster from the distant future? Fortunately, after all, this empire still has scholars who are sympathetic to the hearts of the people, such as Yuwen Zhuyan, feather clothes and Nishang, and there are also emperors who are as diligent as Xuanyuan Huanggui. If they really let go and do a big battle, who can say that the final ending may not be not be clear and peaceful?

When listening to Yuwen Zhuyan narrate the situation of the world, it was already late at night. Because Gu Xinghe had no place to live, he simply temporarily lived in the prince's mansion. The three of them held a simple night banquet and laughed at the interesting things of the past. Gu Xinghe was no longer the cold ranger swordsman, and Yuwen Zhuyan was no longer the one. A cold and frosty famous girl, Xuanyuan Huanggui, also put down her graceful and noble posture. The three people gathered around a few plates of fruit and talked about it until they were a little tired. Xuan Yuanhuang got up and left because he wanted to continue to read the memorials. Yuwen Zhuyan also returned to his apartment, leaving only Gu Xinghe, who was sad in the bright moonlight.

Walking alone in the huge garden of the prince's mansion and looking at the flowers still red in the garden, Gu Xinghe's heart suddenly had some pain. He only drank a few glasses of wine. At this time, he actually felt a little dizzy. However, with the cultivation of his master's realm, what kind of wine can make him drunk?

Only when a person is sad will he become more and more drunk. In the hazy moonlight, Gu Xinghe seemed to see the smiling face of Yunyan again. She seemed to stand in front of him. She smiled at him, but after a moment, she turned into a green smoke and slowly dissipated in the void and never saw him again.

"Yunyan!"

Gu Xinghe suddenly called out in pain, but how could he see the jade man again? I'm afraid that there will be no more day to see each other in this life! He suddenly turned out the sick silver sword, holding a long sword like an arrow. In a flash, his sword flew outside the imperial capital Chang'an City and flew towards the east of the empire. He was going to rush to the tribal plain overnight.

The wind roared softly in his ear, and Gu Xinghe seemed to be lost again. He recalled that year, and it was also in such a hazy night that he and she stayed with each other for the rest of his life. However, she finally left because of him, on that day more than 20 years ago. When she died in his arms, he was already in despair, but when he thought of what she said to him with a smile before she died, he had to survive and survive in pain.

Is it painful? Maybe it was not bitter at all. After all, when he came to this world, there was a love between life and death. He flew in the void and shook his head with a wry smile, but he could only smile and shake his head.

"Gu Xiaoyou, please stay." The airy and penetrating voice woke him up from his sadness, but this man's cultivation was extremely strong, and there was a faint similar feeling. Gu Xinghe took back his sword, held it in his hand, slowly fell to the ground, and arched his hand and said coldly, "Dare to ask who you are, can you come out to see it?"

"Little friend, don't you remember me?" A loud smile slowly fell from the void with an old man with white hair, but it turned out to be Ji Xun, the chief priest who sacrificed to the temple. He smiled at Gu Xinghe and said, "Congratulations to Gu Xiaoyou, but after only more than ten years of hard work, it has crossed the threshold of the realm of master. Our Zhongzhou Empire can get such talents as friends, and Why are you worried that the world is not peaceful?

Although the high priest disturbed Gu Xinghe's mood, he knew that the old man had a friendship with his mysterious father, so he could not be arrogant. He arched his hand and said, "I dare not, but I don't know how the seniors can see that I have entered the realm of the master?" He thought that he had hidden his breath very well. Even if he was as familiar with Xuanyuan Huanggui and Yuwen Zhuyan, he did not see any clues, but he did not know how the high priest knew?

Is it that he has an unusual contact with the two of Moyu Villa? Or is he stopping himself here, and a stronger existence behind him is constructing a trap? Thinking of this, Gu Xinghe slowly shook his head and suddenly felt that his idea was so ridiculous. Not to mention that Huabo and Priest Ji treated him like a nephew, and it was impossible to design and frame him. Even Mrs. Yao, who lived eight or nine thousand years old, would not lower herself to design herself! Although they have been promoted to the realm of master, their foundation is still shallow, and they are not even on the same level with them. They are conceited as masters, so how can they do these small actions? I really have a gentleman's belly with the heart of a villain!

When Chief Priest Ji saw Gu Xinghe's low-headed meditation, he smiled and said, "You don't have to worry so much. It's no secret that your cultivation is in today's masters!" Not only do I know that the one who lives in the depths of the palace, the one who is wandering around the world at this time, and the other two must have known them! With your cultivation of less than 40 years, you can break through to the realm of the master, which really shocks me!"

"The senior is wrong!" Gu Xinghe said modestly, but he always wondered why his cultivation was no longer a secret for those great masters today? How many mysteries or conspiracies are hidden in it? So he said respectfully, "Dare to ask Uncle Ji why my cultivation is no longer a secret in front of several masters?"

Priest Ji shook his head faintly and smiled, "You will soon know the twists and turns. I felt your breath this time and deliberately intercepted you for another thing."

"What's the matter? Do you have to come in person?" Gu Xinghe asked curiously.

Priest Ji sighed and said with a wry smile, "Although you have only returned to the imperial capital for a day, you must know what the world is like now!" Seeing Gu Xinghe nodded faintly, he continued: "My unfilial apprentice has now become the heir of the empire. Although I have been separated from his master and apprentice, after all, I have been his master for several years. Now there is chaos in the world. I still ask my nephew to help my apprentice more, but I don't know if I can do it?"

Gu Xinghe was very surprised when he heard this. Although the matter of his worship with Xuanyuanhuang was top secret and must not have been heard of by the high priest, the five of them walked together on Kunlun Mountain in those years, which was a fact that many people had seen with their own eyes. Now Xuanyuanhuang has returned to his status as the crown prince, and he returned to the imperial capital. One thing is to rush to the place of the prince's mansion. It is impossible for the high priest to see all these things, but why did he make such a request? It's really hard to think about.

Before Gu Xinghe could speak, the high priest said again, "I know that the friendship between you is extraordinary, but please grant me what I want." He looked at Gu Xinghe with eager words, as if he would not continue to say the following words until he agreed.

Gu Xinghe nodded solemnly and arched his hand and said, "Please put it down. The younger generation will do their best to help Brother Xuanyuan and help him return this chaotic world to peace as soon as possible."

The high priest nodded faintly to thank him and said leisurely, "Nephew, do you know what the high priest of the empire symbolizes?"

Gu Xinghe was stunned. He didn't know why he suddenly changed the topic at this time and only shook his head slowly.

The high priest did not seem to see Gu Xinghe shaking his head. He only looked at the full moon in the sky, and the words of vicissitudes circled in this empty night: "The high priest was not owned by the Zhongzhou Empire. There was a high priest as far away in the era of the Phoenix Palace. They symbolized the state and long-term stability. God gave the high priests the ability to predict the future and take refuge for the empire's blessings. However, with the passage of the level of heaven and earth, this ability has long disappeared into the long river of history. Although my talent is more prominent among these generations of high priests! However, there are only a few people who know a few points about the art of divination, but the things calculated by this star are enough to scare me.

Gu Xingheqi said, "I don't know what the seniors have done?" He was very curious. Could the high priest have been able to predict the disaster that is still far away in history?

PS: Finally, I'm in the middle of the manuscript. I hope to complete the task of the third update today before 12 o'clock...