In the dark night sky, the Red Crane transformed into a black light, and flew towards the Changliu Mountains under the light of the stars and the moon...
This drama that he had been planning for a long time finally came to an end as planned. Not only did he use this opportunity to eliminate Ge Rushong, but he also further verified Duan Rong's ability.
This boy is capable of great responsibilities!
When Zhu He thought of Duan Rong, a hint of joy flashed across his old face.
This kid's future achievements might surpass his and Gu Daoling's.
Gu Daoling stood under the dim lantern in the corridor on the first floor of the Stargazing Pavilion, watching Zhu He's figure disappear into the night sky. He frowned slightly and said to himself, "A special realm of emptiness and clarity?! Is there really such a thing in the world?"
When Gu Daoling thought of this, he suddenly soared into the sky, flew across the dark night sky, and flew over the Shenyun Mansion like a ghost...
Soon, Gu Daoling arrived above Zhu Zhengfu's villa. He was not as familiar with the terrain here as Zhu He. Although the Observatory was not far from here, he seldom wandered around. So he rode the wind, released his spiritual sense, and searched as he walked.
Gu Daoling's eyes moved, and he suddenly turned downward, flying directly to the roof of the villa.
At this time, the faint light of the stars and the moon was scattered on the roof. In the night, the roof reflected a beautiful glimmer...
Gu Daoling did not stop and actually crashed directly into the dim light on the roof.
Without any sound, he passed through the roof silently, just like a real ghost.
Gu Daoling was already a great cultivator in the late Dongming Realm, controlling the power of laws. For him, walking through walls and roofs was no different from walking normally.
He walked into the room gracefully, and with a scan of his spiritual sense, he had already locked onto Duan Rong.
When Gu Daoling fell, he was already standing beside Duan Rong's bed.
Although Duan Rong has sharp six senses, how can he detect Gu Daoling who is in the late stage of Dongming Realm?
Gu Daoling stood in the darkness and suddenly shouted, "Get up!"
Duan Rong was sleeping soundly. This light shout was like a thunderclap, which directly blasted him to the ground. The moment he opened his eyes, he could vaguely see a dark shadow standing beside his bed through the transparent gauze hanging over the bed, like a ghost demanding his life.
Duan Rong jumped up the moment he opened his eyes, but at that moment, a hand of the ghost had reached through the veil and grabbed his shoulder.
Duan Rong saw that he couldn't dodge anymore, so he used his bone shrinking skill to collapse his shoulders with a click. The shadow let out a light sigh, but still grabbed him and pulled him out of the bed.
The man's techniques were erratic and strange. Duan Rong had learned hundreds of martial arts, but he couldn't tell which school's grappling techniques they were from.
All this happened in a flash. Duan Rong was distracted for a moment before the dark shadow grabbed him and ran out of the house.
As soon as he walked out of the dark room, under the dim light of the stars and the moon, Duan Rong looked at the silhouette of the person who was holding him, and a familiar feeling immediately arose in his heart.
But before his thoughts could even finish, he was thrown to the ground by that man.
Duan Rong's body movements were as fast as a loach. As soon as he touched the ground, he jumped up, stood sideways, and looked at the person in front of him with astonishment.
"Uncle Gu!?"
In the quiet night, as soon as Duan Rong spoke, Qiu Luan, who was sleeping on a large bluestone in the yard, reacted. He was about to jump up, but suddenly he felt dazed, and then he fell into a coma.
Duan Rong noticed that Qiu Luan, who was originally lying on the large bluestone, had sat up, but his body shook for a moment and then he became motionless.
Duan Rong's eyebrows jumped. "It's a soul illusion! And it's obviously much more advanced than Firefly."
The moment Qiu Luan sat up, Gu Daoling made no sound, but had already subdued him with his soul illusion.
Gu Daoling looked at the knife in his hand. It was Duan Rong's weapon, the Frost Pattern Phosphorus Crystal Knife. Duan Rong had placed this knife at the head of the bed, but at that moment, Duan Rong had no time to touch the knife before Gu Daoling grabbed him out of the veil. He didn't expect that when Gu Daoling grabbed him, he actually took out the knife as well.
Gu Daoling stared at the knife in his hand in the moonlight. The moment he picked it up, he had a familiar feeling.
Gu Daoling grasped the knife in his hand, and the animal skin wrapped around the blade fell off on its own, and a white light flashed in the dark night.
Almost at the same time, a strange look appeared in Gu Daoling's eyes.
Two hundred years ago, this sword was also his weapon.
Gu Daoling held the knife in his hand, standing in the night, his whole body trembling slightly as if he had been electrified. The green years of his youth seemed to be right before his eyes...
Two hundred years passed in a flash, like a big dream.
Gu Daoling sighed slightly, the desolation in his eyes faded away, returning to its clear and bright look.
Gu Daoling looked at Duan Rong, threw the Frost Pattern Phosphorus Crystal Knife in his hand at him, and shouted: "Practice for me!"
Duan Rong stretched out his hand and grabbed the weapon, but the look he gave Gu Daoling was a little strange.
He really didn't understand what was wrong with his uncle. He was sleeping soundly in the middle of the night, but he was pulled out of bed without even saying hello.
Then he threw him a knife and asked him to practice. It seemed that he wanted to watch him practice his knife skills.
What kind of fetish is this?! Can you be more normal?!
At this time, the night wind blew, and Duan Rong suddenly felt a little chilly. He lowered his head and looked at his lower body, only to find that he was only wearing a thin shirt and underwear, with his knees exposed, and he was barefoot on the ground.
A hint of embarrassment flashed across Duan Rong's face.
Who would practice swordsmanship dressed like this?
If this is broadcast on TikTok, it might be considered borderline? !
Duan Rong looked up at Gu Daoling and said, "Uncle Master, can I put on my pants first?"
Gu Daoling glanced at Duan Rong's bare legs and feet and said, "What are you wearing? Practice quickly! Don't dawdle!"
Duan Rong sighed slightly. Gu Daoling was not only his uncle, but also a great cultivator in the late Dongming realm. Looking at Gu Daoling's unfriendly look, he finally gave up the idea of putting on pants.
Duan Rong raised his hand and held the knife, making a starting gesture. He realized that his posture might be a little provocative at this moment, and he immediately felt very ashamed. However, he quickly suppressed the discomfort in his heart and started to practice the Youlong Qingyin Knife in the courtyard with moonlight like water.
Looking at the flashing shadow of Duan Rong's sword under the moonlight, Gu Daoling's breathing stagnated, his heart was surging, and the look in his eyes suddenly became deep.
Of course, he couldn't really be attracted by Duan Rong. If that were the case, it would be bad! ?
Gu Daoling never expected that Duan Rong was also practicing the Youlong Qingyin Sword!
The same weapon and the same swordsmanship as when he was a teenager!
Gu Daoling looked at Duan Rong's figure flickering in the moonlight, as if he had passed through a time tunnel and saw himself two hundred years ago.
"Is this a coincidence?" Gu Daoling stood there in a daze, his eyes filled with astonishment.
Duan Rong had already performed nearly one-third of the Youlong Qingyin Sword, but he heard Gu Daoling shouting in front of the steps: "Didn't you comprehend the artistic conception? Where's your sword light?!"
Duan Rong's movements were a little slow, but he returned to normal in an instant. He thought to himself, "So you want to see the blade light? Why didn't you say so earlier?"
Duan Rong urged his mind, and at that moment, a knife shadow suddenly lit up at the center of the eyebrows of the gray shadow sitting cross-legged in the void in his sea of consciousness. The next moment, the blade in Duan Rong's hand suddenly flashed, like a solid knife light, rising like fire.
At the moment the blade flashed, Gu Daoling's pupils suddenly shrank. He stared at the flashing blade in a daze, unable to speak for a long time.
After Duan Rong finished his fight, he turned around suddenly and saw the moonlight shining brightly in front of the stone steps, but the place was empty and Gu Daoling was no longer there.
Duan Rong looked up and saw a black light streaking across the moonlit night sky.
"You leave without even saying goodbye, what a shame!" Duan Rong put away his knife and stood up, unable to help but complain.
Above the night sky, Gu Daoling's eyes flashed with deep thought. The artistic conception that Duan Rong had comprehended had already taken shape, and it was even deeper and more profound than what he had comprehended at the beginning.
"He hasn't even reached the Great Perfection of the Vitality Realm yet, but he has already comprehended the artistic conception to this extent. What kind of freak is this?! Could it really be because of that empty and clear state?!"
In the courtyard, the moonlight was as cool as water. Duan Rong looked at the clear night sky with sparse stars and bright moon. Suddenly, his heart became clear. The shadow of the Youlong Qingyin Knife that he had just played with was actually playing in his heart...
He has been under a lot of pressure lately, and has been through many difficulties and dangers! In addition, after watching Gu Daoling, Chu Qiushan, Ge Rushong and others fight last night, Duan Rong's heart was already filled with many things. For some reason, it suddenly burst open like a dam... With the moonlight flowing across the sky...
Duan Rong's eyes were bright and his mind was clear. He held the Frost Patterned Phosphorus Crystal Knife in his hand and once again wielded the Youlong Qingyin Knife, which he was already very familiar with.
The more Duan Rong fought, the calmer his heart became. Gradually, the surrounding scenery seemed to disappear completely. He felt that the world was filled with the light of the stars and the moon...
Duan Rong practiced this set of sword techniques over and over again. Every time he moved, the edge of his sword changed slightly.
When a hint of paleness appeared in the eastern sky, Duan Rong's body was already covered with a thin layer of sweat, and his forehead was slightly shining in the first ray of dawn.
Duan Rong's blade changed slightly again, making a hoarse whimper in the air. At that moment, Duan Rong's mouth curled up into a slight smile.
He put away his sword and stood up, the vital energy in his body steaming and surging, he couldn't help but let out a long howl towards the sky.
The howling sounded straight into the sky, like an old ape climbing a mountain.
"I have inadvertently achieved the state of great perfection in the Yuan Qi realm!"
In fact, it is much more difficult to achieve the Great Perfection of Yuanqi Realm than the Great Perfection of Zhenqi Realm, but Duan Rong has recently developed a passion for the realm and has been tempering his mind through worldly affairs. In addition, many things have come to an end, and his relationship with Zhu He as a master and disciple has changed from the original rift to the current sincerity. Duan Rong's original foundation and soul were also strong, so he was able to break through inadvertently and achieve success overnight!
Duan Rong's howl completely woke up Qiu Luan, who was still sitting on the big bluestone and trapped in an illusion that was almost broken.
Qiu Luan stared blankly at Duan Rong, who was standing in the courtyard with a knife in his hand, wearing only underwear and barefoot. A puzzled look flashed in his eyes, and he murmured, "My lord, what happened?"
Duan Rong wiped the sweat off his forehead and said with a smile: "It's okay, you just had a dream."
After Duan Rong finished speaking, he turned and walked into the room.
Qiu Luan was still in a daze, memories flashing through his eyes, and he murmured, "I'm dreaming..."
At daybreak, Zhu Zhengfu struggled to get up from his concubine's bed. He went to the study, sipping ginseng tea while looking at the documents sorted out by the housekeeper Zhu Yu.
Zhu Zhengfu's eyes were somewhat dark. There were a lot of things going on recently, and all of them were mixed together. Just the task of investigating the spies in the mansion was quite taxing on his mind.
He rubbed his forehead and forced himself to look at the document in his hand.
He quickly scanned a few documents, picked up the ginseng tea beside him, and was about to take a sip when he suddenly heard a faint long whistle. Zhu Zhengfu was startled, and the ginseng tea in his hand shook, and a few drops of tea spilled on the documents, leaving a few wet drops.
He shook the water stains off his beard, looked at Zhu Yu who was standing not far away, and asked, "What was that sound just now?"
Zhu Yu hesitated and said, "Isn't it thunder?"
"Nonsense!" Zhu Zhengfu glanced at him and said, "Where is the thunder coming from at this time of year!? Go out and take a look!"
Zhu Yu bowed briefly and then left.
Zhu Yu left the study and gently closed the door. He looked at the guard standing at the door and asked, "What was that sound just now?"
After all, he and Zhu Zhengfu were inside the house and couldn't hear it clearly. The guard was outside the house and should be able to hear it more clearly.
"I don't know!" The guard answered in confusion, then he pointed to the southeast and said, "It seems to have come from the other courtyard."
"A villa?" Zhu Yu's heart skipped a beat, wondering if something had happened in the villa.
He immediately rushed to the villa.
Zhu Yu walked to the gate of the villa and saw Qiu Luan sitting on the large bluestone at the gate drinking. He felt relieved. Qiu Luan was still sitting there drinking, which meant that nothing should be wrong.
Qiu Luan was slightly stunned when he saw Zhu Yu suddenly coming over.
Zhu Yu asked, "There seemed to be a strange sound just now. Is everything okay here?"
Qiu Luan's eyes moved. He seemed to hear a howl in a state of half-sleep and half-wakefulness. It was the howl that woke him up from his broken dream.
Qiu Luan said: "There seems to be a sound, I don't know what it is. But there is nothing wrong here."
"Really?" Zhu Yu looked at Qiu Luan suspiciously.
Just then, Duan Rong walked out of the room. He wiped the sweat off his face with a towel, put on his clothes, and was about to go out.
When Duan Rong saw Zhu Yu standing at the door, his eyes moved and he asked, "Butler Zhu, is there something wrong?"
Zhu Yu bowed and said, "Your Excellency, I just heard a strange noise here, and the master asked me to come and take a look."
Duan Rong straightened his cuffs and smiled, "Oh, nothing. Duan woke up early and practiced his voice in the yard."
After Duan Rong finished speaking, he walked past Zhu Yu calmly and left the villa.
"Training your voice?" Zhu Yu looked at Duan Rong's back and was immediately confused.
Duan Rong left Zhu's house and had morning tea in a teahouse on the street. He listened to some scattered opinions and then went to Zhu Cheng to discuss the final work of catching the spy.
Duan Rong stayed at Zhu Cheng's place until the evening before returning to Zhu Zhengfu's residence.
Duan Rong did not go to the villa where he lived, but went directly to Zhu Zhengfu's flower hall.
Zhu Zhengfu prepared the dishes and drinks, and the two of them started chatting while eating.
Zhu Zhengfu poured Duan Rong a glass of wine and said as he served the dishes, "Sir, this morning, at dawn, the book of officials and gentry in Taihe Tower had been packed and pulled into carts, escorted by two teams of heavily armored cavalry from the Privy Council, led by the Palace Master Wang Maochun himself, and had already left the city gate!"
Duan Rong asked, "Wang Maochun is personally escorting him?"
Zhu Zhengfu said: "That's right!"
Duan Rong's eyes moved. It seemed that the sect attached great importance to the booklets and materials in Taihe Tower.
The two were chatting when suddenly there was a knock on the door of the flower hall.
Zhu Zhengfu frowned slightly and shouted, "Come in!"
The door opened, and the housekeeper Zhu Yu came in and said, "Master Duan, Master! Master Wu is here!"
When Zhu Yu said this, he couldn't help but glance at Duan Rong.
"Master Wu!" Zhu Zhengfu was slightly shocked when he heard this. First Duan Rong came, then Lu Geng, and now Wu Shidao is here too. Is there something else going on? Zhu Zhengfu's face was shrouded in a haze.
Duan Rong put down his wine glass, his eyes lit up. Zhu He said that Wu Shidao would bring Zhu Xiaoqi and Yang Zhen to Shenyun Mansion to see him. It seems that this is the time!
This drama that he had been planning for a long time finally came to an end as planned. Not only did he use this opportunity to eliminate Ge Rushong, but he also further verified Duan Rong's ability.
This boy is capable of great responsibilities!
When Zhu He thought of Duan Rong, a hint of joy flashed across his old face.
This kid's future achievements might surpass his and Gu Daoling's.
Gu Daoling stood under the dim lantern in the corridor on the first floor of the Stargazing Pavilion, watching Zhu He's figure disappear into the night sky. He frowned slightly and said to himself, "A special realm of emptiness and clarity?! Is there really such a thing in the world?"
When Gu Daoling thought of this, he suddenly soared into the sky, flew across the dark night sky, and flew over the Shenyun Mansion like a ghost...
Soon, Gu Daoling arrived above Zhu Zhengfu's villa. He was not as familiar with the terrain here as Zhu He. Although the Observatory was not far from here, he seldom wandered around. So he rode the wind, released his spiritual sense, and searched as he walked.
Gu Daoling's eyes moved, and he suddenly turned downward, flying directly to the roof of the villa.
At this time, the faint light of the stars and the moon was scattered on the roof. In the night, the roof reflected a beautiful glimmer...
Gu Daoling did not stop and actually crashed directly into the dim light on the roof.
Without any sound, he passed through the roof silently, just like a real ghost.
Gu Daoling was already a great cultivator in the late Dongming Realm, controlling the power of laws. For him, walking through walls and roofs was no different from walking normally.
He walked into the room gracefully, and with a scan of his spiritual sense, he had already locked onto Duan Rong.
When Gu Daoling fell, he was already standing beside Duan Rong's bed.
Although Duan Rong has sharp six senses, how can he detect Gu Daoling who is in the late stage of Dongming Realm?
Gu Daoling stood in the darkness and suddenly shouted, "Get up!"
Duan Rong was sleeping soundly. This light shout was like a thunderclap, which directly blasted him to the ground. The moment he opened his eyes, he could vaguely see a dark shadow standing beside his bed through the transparent gauze hanging over the bed, like a ghost demanding his life.
Duan Rong jumped up the moment he opened his eyes, but at that moment, a hand of the ghost had reached through the veil and grabbed his shoulder.
Duan Rong saw that he couldn't dodge anymore, so he used his bone shrinking skill to collapse his shoulders with a click. The shadow let out a light sigh, but still grabbed him and pulled him out of the bed.
The man's techniques were erratic and strange. Duan Rong had learned hundreds of martial arts, but he couldn't tell which school's grappling techniques they were from.
All this happened in a flash. Duan Rong was distracted for a moment before the dark shadow grabbed him and ran out of the house.
As soon as he walked out of the dark room, under the dim light of the stars and the moon, Duan Rong looked at the silhouette of the person who was holding him, and a familiar feeling immediately arose in his heart.
But before his thoughts could even finish, he was thrown to the ground by that man.
Duan Rong's body movements were as fast as a loach. As soon as he touched the ground, he jumped up, stood sideways, and looked at the person in front of him with astonishment.
"Uncle Gu!?"
In the quiet night, as soon as Duan Rong spoke, Qiu Luan, who was sleeping on a large bluestone in the yard, reacted. He was about to jump up, but suddenly he felt dazed, and then he fell into a coma.
Duan Rong noticed that Qiu Luan, who was originally lying on the large bluestone, had sat up, but his body shook for a moment and then he became motionless.
Duan Rong's eyebrows jumped. "It's a soul illusion! And it's obviously much more advanced than Firefly."
The moment Qiu Luan sat up, Gu Daoling made no sound, but had already subdued him with his soul illusion.
Gu Daoling looked at the knife in his hand. It was Duan Rong's weapon, the Frost Pattern Phosphorus Crystal Knife. Duan Rong had placed this knife at the head of the bed, but at that moment, Duan Rong had no time to touch the knife before Gu Daoling grabbed him out of the veil. He didn't expect that when Gu Daoling grabbed him, he actually took out the knife as well.
Gu Daoling stared at the knife in his hand in the moonlight. The moment he picked it up, he had a familiar feeling.
Gu Daoling grasped the knife in his hand, and the animal skin wrapped around the blade fell off on its own, and a white light flashed in the dark night.
Almost at the same time, a strange look appeared in Gu Daoling's eyes.
Two hundred years ago, this sword was also his weapon.
Gu Daoling held the knife in his hand, standing in the night, his whole body trembling slightly as if he had been electrified. The green years of his youth seemed to be right before his eyes...
Two hundred years passed in a flash, like a big dream.
Gu Daoling sighed slightly, the desolation in his eyes faded away, returning to its clear and bright look.
Gu Daoling looked at Duan Rong, threw the Frost Pattern Phosphorus Crystal Knife in his hand at him, and shouted: "Practice for me!"
Duan Rong stretched out his hand and grabbed the weapon, but the look he gave Gu Daoling was a little strange.
He really didn't understand what was wrong with his uncle. He was sleeping soundly in the middle of the night, but he was pulled out of bed without even saying hello.
Then he threw him a knife and asked him to practice. It seemed that he wanted to watch him practice his knife skills.
What kind of fetish is this?! Can you be more normal?!
At this time, the night wind blew, and Duan Rong suddenly felt a little chilly. He lowered his head and looked at his lower body, only to find that he was only wearing a thin shirt and underwear, with his knees exposed, and he was barefoot on the ground.
A hint of embarrassment flashed across Duan Rong's face.
Who would practice swordsmanship dressed like this?
If this is broadcast on TikTok, it might be considered borderline? !
Duan Rong looked up at Gu Daoling and said, "Uncle Master, can I put on my pants first?"
Gu Daoling glanced at Duan Rong's bare legs and feet and said, "What are you wearing? Practice quickly! Don't dawdle!"
Duan Rong sighed slightly. Gu Daoling was not only his uncle, but also a great cultivator in the late Dongming realm. Looking at Gu Daoling's unfriendly look, he finally gave up the idea of putting on pants.
Duan Rong raised his hand and held the knife, making a starting gesture. He realized that his posture might be a little provocative at this moment, and he immediately felt very ashamed. However, he quickly suppressed the discomfort in his heart and started to practice the Youlong Qingyin Knife in the courtyard with moonlight like water.
Looking at the flashing shadow of Duan Rong's sword under the moonlight, Gu Daoling's breathing stagnated, his heart was surging, and the look in his eyes suddenly became deep.
Of course, he couldn't really be attracted by Duan Rong. If that were the case, it would be bad! ?
Gu Daoling never expected that Duan Rong was also practicing the Youlong Qingyin Sword!
The same weapon and the same swordsmanship as when he was a teenager!
Gu Daoling looked at Duan Rong's figure flickering in the moonlight, as if he had passed through a time tunnel and saw himself two hundred years ago.
"Is this a coincidence?" Gu Daoling stood there in a daze, his eyes filled with astonishment.
Duan Rong had already performed nearly one-third of the Youlong Qingyin Sword, but he heard Gu Daoling shouting in front of the steps: "Didn't you comprehend the artistic conception? Where's your sword light?!"
Duan Rong's movements were a little slow, but he returned to normal in an instant. He thought to himself, "So you want to see the blade light? Why didn't you say so earlier?"
Duan Rong urged his mind, and at that moment, a knife shadow suddenly lit up at the center of the eyebrows of the gray shadow sitting cross-legged in the void in his sea of consciousness. The next moment, the blade in Duan Rong's hand suddenly flashed, like a solid knife light, rising like fire.
At the moment the blade flashed, Gu Daoling's pupils suddenly shrank. He stared at the flashing blade in a daze, unable to speak for a long time.
After Duan Rong finished his fight, he turned around suddenly and saw the moonlight shining brightly in front of the stone steps, but the place was empty and Gu Daoling was no longer there.
Duan Rong looked up and saw a black light streaking across the moonlit night sky.
"You leave without even saying goodbye, what a shame!" Duan Rong put away his knife and stood up, unable to help but complain.
Above the night sky, Gu Daoling's eyes flashed with deep thought. The artistic conception that Duan Rong had comprehended had already taken shape, and it was even deeper and more profound than what he had comprehended at the beginning.
"He hasn't even reached the Great Perfection of the Vitality Realm yet, but he has already comprehended the artistic conception to this extent. What kind of freak is this?! Could it really be because of that empty and clear state?!"
In the courtyard, the moonlight was as cool as water. Duan Rong looked at the clear night sky with sparse stars and bright moon. Suddenly, his heart became clear. The shadow of the Youlong Qingyin Knife that he had just played with was actually playing in his heart...
He has been under a lot of pressure lately, and has been through many difficulties and dangers! In addition, after watching Gu Daoling, Chu Qiushan, Ge Rushong and others fight last night, Duan Rong's heart was already filled with many things. For some reason, it suddenly burst open like a dam... With the moonlight flowing across the sky...
Duan Rong's eyes were bright and his mind was clear. He held the Frost Patterned Phosphorus Crystal Knife in his hand and once again wielded the Youlong Qingyin Knife, which he was already very familiar with.
The more Duan Rong fought, the calmer his heart became. Gradually, the surrounding scenery seemed to disappear completely. He felt that the world was filled with the light of the stars and the moon...
Duan Rong practiced this set of sword techniques over and over again. Every time he moved, the edge of his sword changed slightly.
When a hint of paleness appeared in the eastern sky, Duan Rong's body was already covered with a thin layer of sweat, and his forehead was slightly shining in the first ray of dawn.
Duan Rong's blade changed slightly again, making a hoarse whimper in the air. At that moment, Duan Rong's mouth curled up into a slight smile.
He put away his sword and stood up, the vital energy in his body steaming and surging, he couldn't help but let out a long howl towards the sky.
The howling sounded straight into the sky, like an old ape climbing a mountain.
"I have inadvertently achieved the state of great perfection in the Yuan Qi realm!"
In fact, it is much more difficult to achieve the Great Perfection of Yuanqi Realm than the Great Perfection of Zhenqi Realm, but Duan Rong has recently developed a passion for the realm and has been tempering his mind through worldly affairs. In addition, many things have come to an end, and his relationship with Zhu He as a master and disciple has changed from the original rift to the current sincerity. Duan Rong's original foundation and soul were also strong, so he was able to break through inadvertently and achieve success overnight!
Duan Rong's howl completely woke up Qiu Luan, who was still sitting on the big bluestone and trapped in an illusion that was almost broken.
Qiu Luan stared blankly at Duan Rong, who was standing in the courtyard with a knife in his hand, wearing only underwear and barefoot. A puzzled look flashed in his eyes, and he murmured, "My lord, what happened?"
Duan Rong wiped the sweat off his forehead and said with a smile: "It's okay, you just had a dream."
After Duan Rong finished speaking, he turned and walked into the room.
Qiu Luan was still in a daze, memories flashing through his eyes, and he murmured, "I'm dreaming..."
At daybreak, Zhu Zhengfu struggled to get up from his concubine's bed. He went to the study, sipping ginseng tea while looking at the documents sorted out by the housekeeper Zhu Yu.
Zhu Zhengfu's eyes were somewhat dark. There were a lot of things going on recently, and all of them were mixed together. Just the task of investigating the spies in the mansion was quite taxing on his mind.
He rubbed his forehead and forced himself to look at the document in his hand.
He quickly scanned a few documents, picked up the ginseng tea beside him, and was about to take a sip when he suddenly heard a faint long whistle. Zhu Zhengfu was startled, and the ginseng tea in his hand shook, and a few drops of tea spilled on the documents, leaving a few wet drops.
He shook the water stains off his beard, looked at Zhu Yu who was standing not far away, and asked, "What was that sound just now?"
Zhu Yu hesitated and said, "Isn't it thunder?"
"Nonsense!" Zhu Zhengfu glanced at him and said, "Where is the thunder coming from at this time of year!? Go out and take a look!"
Zhu Yu bowed briefly and then left.
Zhu Yu left the study and gently closed the door. He looked at the guard standing at the door and asked, "What was that sound just now?"
After all, he and Zhu Zhengfu were inside the house and couldn't hear it clearly. The guard was outside the house and should be able to hear it more clearly.
"I don't know!" The guard answered in confusion, then he pointed to the southeast and said, "It seems to have come from the other courtyard."
"A villa?" Zhu Yu's heart skipped a beat, wondering if something had happened in the villa.
He immediately rushed to the villa.
Zhu Yu walked to the gate of the villa and saw Qiu Luan sitting on the large bluestone at the gate drinking. He felt relieved. Qiu Luan was still sitting there drinking, which meant that nothing should be wrong.
Qiu Luan was slightly stunned when he saw Zhu Yu suddenly coming over.
Zhu Yu asked, "There seemed to be a strange sound just now. Is everything okay here?"
Qiu Luan's eyes moved. He seemed to hear a howl in a state of half-sleep and half-wakefulness. It was the howl that woke him up from his broken dream.
Qiu Luan said: "There seems to be a sound, I don't know what it is. But there is nothing wrong here."
"Really?" Zhu Yu looked at Qiu Luan suspiciously.
Just then, Duan Rong walked out of the room. He wiped the sweat off his face with a towel, put on his clothes, and was about to go out.
When Duan Rong saw Zhu Yu standing at the door, his eyes moved and he asked, "Butler Zhu, is there something wrong?"
Zhu Yu bowed and said, "Your Excellency, I just heard a strange noise here, and the master asked me to come and take a look."
Duan Rong straightened his cuffs and smiled, "Oh, nothing. Duan woke up early and practiced his voice in the yard."
After Duan Rong finished speaking, he walked past Zhu Yu calmly and left the villa.
"Training your voice?" Zhu Yu looked at Duan Rong's back and was immediately confused.
Duan Rong left Zhu's house and had morning tea in a teahouse on the street. He listened to some scattered opinions and then went to Zhu Cheng to discuss the final work of catching the spy.
Duan Rong stayed at Zhu Cheng's place until the evening before returning to Zhu Zhengfu's residence.
Duan Rong did not go to the villa where he lived, but went directly to Zhu Zhengfu's flower hall.
Zhu Zhengfu prepared the dishes and drinks, and the two of them started chatting while eating.
Zhu Zhengfu poured Duan Rong a glass of wine and said as he served the dishes, "Sir, this morning, at dawn, the book of officials and gentry in Taihe Tower had been packed and pulled into carts, escorted by two teams of heavily armored cavalry from the Privy Council, led by the Palace Master Wang Maochun himself, and had already left the city gate!"
Duan Rong asked, "Wang Maochun is personally escorting him?"
Zhu Zhengfu said: "That's right!"
Duan Rong's eyes moved. It seemed that the sect attached great importance to the booklets and materials in Taihe Tower.
The two were chatting when suddenly there was a knock on the door of the flower hall.
Zhu Zhengfu frowned slightly and shouted, "Come in!"
The door opened, and the housekeeper Zhu Yu came in and said, "Master Duan, Master! Master Wu is here!"
When Zhu Yu said this, he couldn't help but glance at Duan Rong.
"Master Wu!" Zhu Zhengfu was slightly shocked when he heard this. First Duan Rong came, then Lu Geng, and now Wu Shidao is here too. Is there something else going on? Zhu Zhengfu's face was shrouded in a haze.
Duan Rong put down his wine glass, his eyes lit up. Zhu He said that Wu Shidao would bring Zhu Xiaoqi and Yang Zhen to Shenyun Mansion to see him. It seems that this is the time!
