nycdaug Chapter 426 Watching chess, who is better, me or Tushan Shiyu?
Chapter 426 Watching chess, who is better, me or Tushan Shiyu?
Chapter 426 Watching chess, who is better, me or Tushan Shiyu?
Within the walls of the royal palace, Yongning Palace.
Yongning Palace is located in the southwest of the palace city. The vermilion pavilion is hidden in the lush bamboo forest, surrounded by clear water and the fragrance of plum blossoms. It is the bedroom of the Holy Maiden of Southern Xinjiang.
The floor of the hall was paved with white jade, and the beams were made of sandalwood with pearls embedded inside. A hot spring was carved out in the middle, and the pool was circular, surrounding the jade steps. Sitting by the pool was a shadowy figure, wearing a black robe, revealing a white neck and delicate collarbone.
"Ding-dong-"
Ji Mengli's soul was quite lazy, and next to her was a jade plate filled with jade pendants of excellent quality. She raised her hand and threw the jade pendant into the pool, and the jade pendant broke into pieces with a clanging sound.
The palace was empty, except for the clear sound of the jade pendant breaking.
Ji Mengli half-closed her eyes. When she was an elder in the Black Water Sect, she did not have such a luxurious habit. But after coming to Southern Xinjiang, she learned that Ayiduo had this habit.
Whenever she was in a bad mood, Ayiduo would throw jade to vent her anger.
Ji Mengli looked mocking. Ayiduo's habits were so noble. They were both daughters of the King of Southern Xinjiang, but their life experiences were very different.
She is not reconciled.
Ji Mengli threw the jade pendant frantically, her eyes full of bloodshot, and the memories that she thought she had forgotten came flooding back again.
The father who sat on the throne kidnapped his mother and forced her, but he could not win her heart.
The mother had clearly lost her virginity, but for the sake of her self-righteous integrity, she refused to be with the father, and yet she gave birth to this illegitimate child.
The mother lost her virginity and gave birth to a child, but was not accepted by the Hehuan Sect, so they had to travel around with her. At that time, the world of immortal cultivation was full of wars and chaos, and they lived a very difficult life.
Ji Mengli never understood why her life was so miserable until her mother passed away. Then she learned that her father was the King of Southern Xinjiang.
While her father was high up in the government, she was lowly and was bullied by others.
Ji Mengli looked at the pool full of broken jade and suddenly smiled. Her facial features were already beautiful, and her smile made her look even more enchanting and evil.
"crunch-"
A gentle breeze blew open the bedroom window, and fine rain wet the red gauze curtain, spreading a cool feeling.
Under the dim sky, a figure in green jumped in from the flower window.
Ji Mengli put away her crazy look. She sat by the pool, her body like a shadow. Under the shining pearl, her face was quite evil. She heard the movement of the window and said without turning her head:
"Is that bitch Shengyi in such a mess?"
Qing Ruo closed the flower window, walked to Ji Mengli's side, and said, "It's not just embarrassing, she's dead."
"?"
Ji Mengli paused in throwing the jade pendant, looking somewhat incredulous, and asked, "Dead?"
Qing Ruo raised her eyebrows and sighed: "When we arrived, the battle was already over, and only the remains of the fragrant carriage were left. The entire Peacock Mountain army was wiped out, including Sheng Yi, and not even a corpse was left."
slam-la-
Ji Mengli was startled, then burst into laughter and swept all the jade plates beside her into the pool. In an instant, the water in the pool gurgled and the broken jades played crisp music. She asked in a crazy look:
"Who did it?"
Qing Ruo said: "If I'm not mistaken, it should be the Lihuo Gang. There are traces of the Nanyang Lihuo Formation left around them."
Ji Mengli smiled brightly: "The Lihuo Gang... is quite interesting. It's really an accidental vent for my anger."
The place where Shengyi's team was killed was not close to the capital. The people inside the capital could not detect the movement there, but the generals defending the city could. However, the generals defending the city were disciples of the Saint, so they naturally obeyed Ji Mengli's orders.
Because of Xuanque's death, the Peacock King was furious. Not only did he join forces with King Yong to blow up the Qingluan Palace, he even went into the palace to interrogate the King of Southern Xinjiang and demanded that Ji Mengli give an explanation.
Ji Mengli has long been dissatisfied with Peacock Mountain.
She is just a monster. How can you have the guts to accuse and question her?
Therefore, Ji Mengli was happy to see what happened tonight.
After learning that Sheng Yi had taken the Holy Stone, Ji Mengli guessed that a fight might occur. Others might not dare to rob Peacock Mountain, but the Lihuo Gang and Lu Zhan might not.
The Lihuo Gang has a feud with Peacock Mountain and will never miss any opportunity to cause trouble for Peacock Mountain.
As for Lu Zhan... that bastard is purely shameless and greedy, with no moral bottom line at all, and he loves to rob and cheat people on the road.
Ji Mengli wanted to embarrass Peacock Mountain, so she asked Qingruo to tell the soldiers defending the city that if they really heard the sound of fighting, they didn't need to rush there and should eat and drink enough before going.
Everything that happened tonight was within her plan.
The only thing I didn't expect was that the other party was so powerful that he actually killed Sheng Yi directly.
"What a pleasure."
Ji Mengli laughed, giggling at first, and then her laughter grew louder and louder. Lightning flashed outside the window, and her smile was unbridled and unrestrained.
"..."
Qing Ruo looked at Ji Mengli's madness, but her expression remained unchanged. She had long been accustomed to it. As an old woman, it was normal for her to have a weird temper.
Fortunately, the old woman had no other thoughts, was not interested in men, and only wanted to take revenge on the royal family of Southern Xinjiang, so she had a low opinion of Lu Lang. Otherwise, if the old woman hooked up with Lu Lang, she would really feel a sense of crisis.
Qingruo smiled and her eyes fell on the old woman.
If Ji Mengli had a physical body, her laughter would have been shaking with joy, but now she was in the state of soul, so her laughter sounded like a group of demons dancing wildly.
After a long while, Ji Mengli's laughter gradually stopped. She turned her head and glanced at Qingruo, her voice soft and gentle:
"Is the puppet I asked you to build ready?"
Qing Ruo raised her palm upwards, and an object with a green glow emerged. When it landed on the ground, it turned into a human form:
"Your Highness, please take a look."
Puppetry skills are quite mysterious, and a powerful puppeteer can create mechanical puppets to fight against the enemy. However, for many practitioners, rather than delving into puppetry skills, they prefer to use this time to practice other immortal arts.
Immortal magic is extremely powerful and elegant, and is much more cost-effective than studying puppetry.
Although the fourth elder of the Hehuan Sect is a woman, she has been interested in studying puppetry since she was young. The puppets she created are lifelike, and their appearance and figure are exactly the same as Ji Mengli's.
Ji Mengli showed surprise:
"I've long heard that the fourth elder of the He Huan Sect has reached the pinnacle of puppetry. Now it seems that his reputation is well-deserved."
Ji Mengli looked at the puppet for a long while. The puppet was different from the cultivator's clone. It could be seen as a puppet at a glance, but this was exactly the effect she wanted.
After the explosion at Qingluan Palace, it was reasonable for her to put the puppet out in the open. People would only think that she was acting cautiously. Who would have thought that her physical body would be destroyed?
Ji Mengli smiled and said, "Qingruo, this is my first time using a puppet, I have no experience, you go in and try."
"..."
Qing Ruo pursed her lips and said: "My cultivation is not enough, and I don't even have a soul. I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to fully demonstrate the function of the puppet."
"That's fine." Ji Mengli said with a smile, "You can use your spiritual sense to enter it and demonstrate the simple operation to me."
"..."
Qing Ruo's left hand, hidden in her sleeve, was slightly clenched into a fist, and her expression was calm. She closed her eyes, mobilized her mind to enter the puppet, and controlled the puppet to move.
"Your Highness, did you see it clearly?" Qing Ruo's mind moved slightly, and the puppet began to speak.
Ji Mengli was relieved, and said softly, "I see. Thank you for your hard work. I will reward you handsomely when I come back. My soul will enter the puppet now. Shengyi died outside the capital. I am afraid that old Peacock King will take advantage of this to make trouble. I will just join in the fun."
Qing Ruo retracted her thoughts and nodded slightly: "Then I'll go first."
Ji Mengli responded lazily: "Hmm~"
After Qingruo left, Ji Mengli's soul entered the puppet, and the originally dull puppet instantly came alive.
After she got used to this body, she headed towards the palace in the center of the palace.
Tonight is destined to be lively.
……
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It was late at night, and the rain was cold and miserable.
"puff!"
In an inn outside the royal capital, Qingruo had just returned here when he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood and his body fell to the ground like willow catkins and fallen leaves.
There was the sound of crows flapping their wings outside the window, and it seemed like a breeze was blowing. Qingruo closed her eyes slightly, and when she opened them again, she saw a dark shadow standing beside her.
The black shadow had a hunched figure, and a loose black robe covered her thin body and silver hair. The exposed skin was as dry as rotten wood, and her eye sockets were sunken, making her look like an evil ghost walking in the night, eerie and terrifying.
“Saint, why do you have to do this? Although the royal family of Southern Xinjiang cannot be trusted, there is no need to put yourself in danger.” The black shadow’s voice was hoarse, like a rough bellows.
Qing Ruo fell to the ground, staring at the worn wooden board, blood continuously flowing out, she smiled with blood in her eyes:
"If the Hehuan Sect wants to exist for thousands of years, the first thing it needs to do is to transform. Only when the world thinks that we are a reputable and upright sect can we develop steadily. This is also the original intention of the Moon Palace Patriarch."
"It is certainly a shortcut for us to cooperate with the royal family of Southern Xinjiang, but the Saint is ruthless and cruel. If we don't keep a backup plan, we will be kicked out by her sooner or later."
"Fourth Elder, thank you for your puppet."
"..."
The fourth elder's eyes flickered.
Although the Hehuan Sect had established a Saint, she was actually just a puppet. The four elders were the ones who really held the power.
The four elders had never taken the Saint's advice seriously, as they thought she didn't understand the sect's affairs. But six months ago, the Saint proposed a development plan for the Hehuan sect, which was far-sighted and prepared for a rainy day.
The Hehuan Sect has been hated by everyone these years, and even the evil cultivators look down on them. The four elders have long wanted to change the status quo, but they have not found the right opportunity.
The Saint proposed to cooperate with the royal family to win people's hearts, which was just right. As a result, the four elders changed their views on the Saint and delegated some power to allow the Saint to cooperate with the royal family of Southern Xinjiang.
What the Fourth Elder did not expect was that the Saint would poison the puppet in an attempt to control the Saint of Southern Xinjiang.
Thinking of this, the Fourth Elder helped Qing Ruo up, sat cross-legged and treated her wounds, saying:
"That being said, Saint, this is a very risky move. If Ayiduo finds out, have you considered the consequences?"
"..."
Qing Ruo exhaled slightly, her face was pale, but her eyes were a little cold:
"She has always been suspicious. According to her personality, she would never use the puppet after getting it because she is afraid that we would poison it."
"The best way is to let my spiritual consciousness enter the puppet and prove to her that there is nothing wrong with the puppet. Putting the poison in the spiritual consciousness is the best way."
"The puppet is not poisonous, but my consciousness is poisonous."
As it turned out, it was successful.
"That's too risky." The fourth elder had a different opinion of Qing Ruo. The brainless and immature girl seemed to have grown up a lot. She said, "According to your realm, if you put the poison in your consciousness, you will die if you are not careful."
Having said that, the Fourth Elder recognized Qing Ruo in his heart.
The Albizia Julibrissin sect does not need the tender and innocent little white flowers, but this kind of cruel and poisonous flowers.
Qingruo didn't say anything. After she recovered a little, she took out a white porcelain bottle.
There was a red light in the bottle, and it seemed as if there were worms crawling in it.
A hint of smile flashed across Qing Ruo's pale face:
"Elder, since I came to Hehuan Sect, I must do something for it. Even if I die, I will not regret it. After all, I am just an ordinary person. It is a gift from heaven that I can embark on the path of cultivation."
"..."
The fourth elder was filled with emotion. After helping Qing Ruo heal his wounds, he stood up and said:
"The royal family of Southern Xinjiang cultivates the body of a thousand poisons. Although you were lucky enough to put a poison on me, it may not be a long-term solution. The Saint of Southern Xinjiang is quite powerful, and I'm afraid she will find out soon."