Chapter Twenty-Seven: This Pass Cuts Across Chongluan Lake

ong. The Phoenix Immortal Zhang clan doesn't possess such an eye technique!"Even in such a situation, this news was enough to shock Xu Xiangqian.The miserable young man from a fallen family, wasn't he...If on the day when the sun rises and the forest mist opens, the clouds return and Heaven's offering is hidden.

King Qin Guang said, "Throw a body."

It was a day of sunshine, with a clear sky and gentle breezes. The three Kings walked through the City of Harmony.

Qin Guang Wang said, "Throw a corpse."

When I gaze upon the grand spectacle of Dao Ling, it stands majestic by Chongluan Lake. It embraces the distant mountains and swallows the long river, with fish darting about like shuttles and boats gliding swiftly like arrows.

King Qin Guang stood on the high deck of a towering ship and said, "Throw!"

Within just a single day, he fled from Fengtian Prefecture to Shuntian Prefecture, and then on to Daozhou Prefecture... The ruthless King Bian of the City remained silent, while the venomous King Qin Guang spoke succinctly.

The diligent coroner Wang had finally reached his limit. Considering the target's brutality, he decided to be more subtle: "When I and King Biancheng were in Jing, we joined a caravan buying wool. I heard the people in the caravan say that wool is usually sheared twice a year, once from April to May and once from September to October."

Probably because the process of traveling with King Bian was too boring, he seemed to have seriously studied shearing sheep. At this time, he talked eloquently: "Shearing sheep too early can easily make them catch a cold and get sick. Shearing too late is not good either, as the short wool cannot protect their bodies from mosquitoes and flies, making them restless. When the wool is not long enough, it should not be sheared. For pregnant sheep, shearing should be done as soon as possible after giving birth to avoid premature lamb..."

"You're saying these things are irrelevant I'm a kind and compassionate person, you know that," Qin Guang Wang said lightly. "It's just that King Bian Cheng has a rather bad temper."

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The coroner Wang tightly shut his mouth.

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Plop!

A member had already slipped beneath the water, beginning to swim upstream, doing everything in their power to ensure the safe escape of their comrades.

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It has to be said that King Qin Guang's preparations in the early stages were very thorough. From Fengtian Mansion, Shuntian Mansion, to Daoling Mansion, the journey went smoothly from mountains to water, with arrangements made naturally along the way.

These responders were not outsiders from the periphery of Hell's Gate, but ordinary people living their normal lives in Jingguo.

Picnics, peddling goods, visiting friends, traveling for study... there are many reasons. Sometimes it's a favor from a friend, other times simply the lure of money. They just happen to cross paths with a few people, not knowing who they are or what they're doing.

Only then could a trace be left behind, and Chu Jiang Wang's skill would be revealed. Three Yama kings joined various squads silently and left without a sound.

This Chongluan Lake is a direct route to the Chang River. After passing through the Red Wu Water Pass ahead, you can say that you have escaped from the Central Great Jing Empire.

Now they are on a pleasure boat sailing on Lake Chongluan, together with Taoist students from the "Tingzhu Xueshe" academy. They are navigating rapids and about to pass through the gate, enjoying the scenery along the long river.

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Chóngluán Lake was once a place where Qingwan people went to swim. Now, there are still descendants of the alien beasts from the Qingwan bloodline left behind, called "Frost Orioles." However, they only fly in winter, specifically between the 17th and 26th day of the twelfth lunar month. Usually, these nine days are also the "closed lake days" of Chóngluán Lake.

These young students from the Listening to Bamboo Society wanted to take one last boat trip down the river before it was frozen over, making the most of their youthful years.

As for the identities of the three Yama Kings at this moment, they are disciples of the "Black Mountain Academy." The saying goes that all schools of Taoism in the world are one family. They came here to hitch a ride on a lucky ship—it's unknown how King Chu Jiang managed to obtain these identities for them. The nameplates, master-disciple lineage, everything is complete.

The only issue is...it's unclear whether this Heishan Academy actually exists.

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The three students from Heishan, keeping to themselves, stood by the railing, gazing at the lake. They did attract attention, of course. To be more precise, it was Qin Guangwang with his long flowing hair and handsome features who captivated several female students as he laughed serenely in conversation. As for the other two, cloaked in black robes with hoods concealing their faces, they were hardly worth a second glance from the younger crowd.

The female students walked over, hand in hand, smiling brightly.

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The youthful and beautiful flesh, exuding an enchanting fragrance, made the coroner Wang involuntarily shift his steps, greedily sniffing the air. But the cold gaze of King Biancheng beside him immediately sobered him up. He stared straight at the lake surface, eyes fixed, as still as a stone statue.

"Hello everyone," the egg-faced female student at the front was still quite polite, though she was addressing King Qin Guang. She even added a "men" at the end: "We didn't have time to chat earlier. I wanted to ask you all, why is your academy called 'Black Mountain' That's such a strange name."

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Although King Bian was ruthless, he had to step up at this time. After all, the other two were rough and used to killing only. They didn't understand scholarly matters.

"This Black Mountain..." he pondered.

But the King Qin Guang spoke with a leisurely air: "Black is profound, and contains all wondrous mysteries. Thus it is named."

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King Bian's looked at him with a faint gaze, the look very clear—You also read books

Qin Guang Wang wore a charming smile, neither confirming nor denying.

Her oval face was about to continue with a smile when another voice, very impolitely, interrupted - "What does 'mountain' mean"

Along with the sound came onto the deck a man of somewhat handsome appearance, dressed in black Taoist robes. He bore a resemblance to the three disciples of Black Mountain.

Two masked figures, compared to the bare-faced Qin Guangwang, immediately seemed insignificant. Behind him, a flurry of people gathered like students, revealing his extraordinary status within the Zhúxuéshè.

Because this group was aggressive and had unfriendly expressions, the egg-shaped face immediately stepped forward to stop them. "Xiao Linzheng, aren't you supposed to be reciting poems and drinking wine Why are you here"

Xiao Lin's heart was filled with grief. The most beautiful girl had left, so what poems could I write, what wine could I drink Did I really like this stuff Who in their right mind writes poetry!

But one couldn't say that openly: "The scenery here is like a painting, why should I bother with ink It would be better to discuss philosophy with a few friends from the Heishan Academy and broaden our knowledge!"

He looked at King Qin Guang with a gentle smile and continued to ask, "What is the meaning of the character 'mountain'"

The overwhelming momentum, one can truly sense the power behind it.

"If you really want to know..." Qin Guang Wang smiled faintly and calmly pulled Bian Cheng Wang aside.

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"Let me, your junior brother, tell you."

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The ruthless King Bian now really wanted to draw his sword, of course not to cleave down these young whippersnappers opposite him.

"Why are you not speaking Do you find me, Xiao Shixiong, unworthy of debating with you" Seeing that the three disciples of Heishan were unimpressed.

A servant of Xiao Lin promptly spoke up: "My master, Brother Xiao, is only nineteen years old this year, but he has already opened a government office and mastered divine powers!"

If the water level of the Yellow River gave me face, I might be able to participate in the next Huang He Hui unlimited event! In this Chongwan Lake, discussing with you all is not something I can't do, right

This person's speech was full of confidence, as if Xiao Linzheng was already the first in the next session. It seemed like he was the second Xiao Linzheng.

The coroner, Wang, gripped the railing hard to keep from laughing.

Then King Qin Guang smiled at King Bian Cheng, his eyes full of encouragement. King Bian Cheng silently glanced into the distance; there was still some distance to Chiwu Water Gate. He had no choice but to look back at Xiao Lin Zheng: "What did you just ask"

Xiao Linzheng also had cultivation, smiling as he repeated, "What's the meaning of the character 'mountain'"

King Biancheng said coldly, "Sever the Immortals."

Newly arrived, one can immediately have a mountain from the fairy!

Who is the person who overthrew Xiangu Palace

It's the genuine way!

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But how can one describe true Tao

Demons and heretics Fiends of depravity

No no.

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The True Way has never been a left-wing cult or an evil sect. The True Way is a legitimate branch of Taoism!!!

Regardless of how people evaluate Yizhendao today, and no matter how history records it, it cannot change the fact that Yizhendao is the orthodox lineage of Taoism.

It was precisely the end of Zhen Dao that concluded the era of Xian Palace, ushering in the era of Yi Zhen. It was also the destruction of the Yi Zhen era that heralded the end of the ancient period.

This Black Mountain scholar's simple inscription of "Xian" reveals extraordinary Taoist cultivation in his understanding of the truth behind ancient history!

Xiao Lin collected his thoughts and politely bowed, "Xiao Lin was disrespectful. I was blinded by trifles and failed to see the mountain ahead. May I ask for your esteemed names"

The last time the three Black Mountain disciples came aboard, as the leading figure of their group, he merely glanced at their name cards without paying close attention and thus failed to remember their names. Now, he genuinely wants to get acquainted with them.

Regardless of how others behaved, King Biancheng remained cold: "Zhang Chengqian."

Xiao Linzheng said: "My name is Xiao Linzheng, a native of Shuntian Prefecture. I follow the teachings of Yujing Dao, and Pei Hongjiu is my cousin. I sincerely wish to make friends with you and would like to know if you would be willing to honor me by revealing your face and meeting me"

The Pei family of Zhengtian Prefecture was the top aristocratic family in Jing Guo. Pei Hongjiu, born into such a prestigious background, possessed extraordinary talent and an exceptionally handsome appearance. He was a renowned beauty, famous throughout Jing Guo and highly sought after. Xiao Linzheng brought up this cousin to always have an advantage.

But King Biancheng remained indifferent, not even uttering a word.

Lord Qin Guang quickly came out and smoothed things over: "I apologize, Lin Zheng. These two junior disciples of mine are rather plain-looking and dislike being seen by others, so they've covered themselves up like this. But when it comes to making friends and discussing the Dao, appearance doesn't matter!"

King Biancheng looked at him coldly, he acted as if nothing had happened.

The coroner, Wang Ye, also looked at him, but was glared back.

Outsiders were unwilling to become close friends, Xiao Linzheng didn't pursue them, he just gave Zhang Chengqian a deep look, said "I'm sorry for the disturbance," and then left with his people.

This ship towered three stories high, equipped with every imaginable amenity. It was a luxurious flagship capable of withstanding the winds and waves of the long river, and it also possessed a degree of military capability. To be able to travel on this vessel, one could see that these students from the Zhúxuéshè possessed considerable wealth and influence. The pale-faced boy who had previously stood up to stop Xiāo Línzhēng clearly came from a prominent family as well. Now he still lingered, reluctant to leave King Qín Guāng: "We know the name of this Zhang Kè. What about you"

"Oh, I'm also surnamed Zhang, Zhang Wang," Qin Guangwang said with a sincere look: "May I ask your name, miss"

A face like a goose egg covered her mouth and smiled: "My surname is Wu, Minjun in two characters."

Several female students who came with her also introduced themselves in a flurry of words.

King Bian of the City masked, even if he had subdued Xiao Linzheng, was ignored. Of course, they also ignored them coldly watching King Qin surround by beauties, but his ears caught a piece of news before everyone else on board.

The Chiwu Water Pass has been closed, and no boats are allowed to pass!

This section of water is a narrow passage, and after passing through it, if you continue upstream along the river, you will reach Xiejia Bridge, the overlord of the nine towns of the Changhe River. This stretch of water also belongs to the Huang River section.

He coldly relayed the message to King Qin Guang, who remained composed and jovial, his face betraying nothing unusual.

Soon, ships were seen returning to the lake. One warship with a high-flying flag of the Jingguo Navy came from the direction of Chiwu Water Gate, actively driving away ships heading towards the Long River.

The young masters and ladies of the Tingzhu Xue she were all powerful figures, of course they wouldn't just leave after a single warning.

Xiao Linzheng even directly negotiated with the Chiwu Water Army on the deck of the ship: "I am Xiao Linzheng from Shuntian Prefecture. I am going to Changhe with my classmates for a cultural tour to further my studies. Before 'Lake Closure Day', why are you all closed off"

A military officer on a warship said: "We received an order from headquarters. A murder has occurred in Fengtian Prefecture, and the Chiwu Water Pass must be closed for three days to prohibit all traffic."

King Biancheng and King Qin Guang looked at each other, both knowing the main event was about to begin. Yu Que's body had been found.

I had hoped to wait until after escaping the Jing Nation to reveal myself, but as it turned out, that was just wishful thinking. No matter how overlooked You Que had been in the past, once Lou Junlan visited, the You family's old house would attract attention. Even more so, considering that some figures in Jing Nation's higher ranks were already keeping an eye on You Que.

"A murder happened in Fengtian Prefecture. What does it have to do with Daoling Prefecture" Xiao Linzheng couldn't quite understand. Jingguo was so large, countless things happened every day. How could one murder warrant a city lockdown

"I couldn't help but ask, "What happened Why all this commotion"

The officer was a little embarrassed.

Xiao Linzheng said again, "My cousin is Pei Hongjiu, but there's no harm in saying it!"

This is just the beginning.

The officer then said: "There's an assassin organization called Hell's Gate. They assassinated the leader of the Yellow River Assembly, You Que, who had been a practitioner for 3896 years. They also slaughtered all 137 people in the You family home, leaving only a 15-year-old boy named You Shi Rang to send word."

King Qin Guang and King Bian Cheng looked at me, I looked at them, both of us felt like cursing. Officer Wang, the coroner, couldn't help but glance at them — Bian Cheng King, aren't you the one who likes to kill people without paying And Qin Guang King, aren't you the one who respects Bian Cheng King's rules How did you two end up teaming up to orchestrate a massacre like this My cruelty is only on the surface, it's actually you two who are truly ruthless!

Xiao Linzheng had thoughts on the next Yellow River Conference. Of course, he understood You Que's situation, but his biggest feeling was astonishment: "Where did this assassin organization come from They are so reckless, taking our Jing Guo's orders Have they gone mad!"

Goose-egg faced Wu Minjun said on the deck, "I seem to have an impression. Wasn't it the assassin organization that caused trouble in Youguo before Is this the name"

"Ahem," Qin Guangwang lightly coughed. "It seems so, I have an impression. I heard their leader is very powerful."

"What's so strong about them" Xiao Lin sneered. "They're just on the 'enemies who haven't made it to the big stage' kill list, otherwise they would have been wiped out long ago!"

"That's right, our Mirror Platform is indeed very powerful," King Qin Guang said with a warm smile.

Wuminjun also came from a prominent family. She was the granddaughter of Wujangchen, a famous general who had once fought on the Xingyue battlefield. Her cousin was her uncle's son.

Looking at him, his gaze is so warm and gentle. I admire him even more now, truly a noble gentleman!

That is to say, this Zhang family isn't very famous and their background doesn't quite match up. But as cultivators among us, there's no need to pay too much attention to those things. So I said, "Brother Zhang, don't mind it. Brother Xiao isn't targeting you. He just really likes the Mirror World Stage and always wants to work there in the future."

Xiao Lin's face grew increasingly displeased as he listened. He looked at the officer and said, "But regardless of how you catch the assassin, there's no need to stop us, right We are all upright Daoist students with good character and clean backgrounds. Can you just let us through"

The officer just shook his head: "This won't work. Orders from above are strict, no one is allowed to cross the border."

King Biancheng still maintained his cold demeanor, leaning against the boat and silently drawing upon the power of the Six Desire Bodhisattva to instill a sense of restlessness in these adorable young people.

Xiao Linzheng immediately became agitated: "Orders are meant to be followed, but people have lives of their own. Do you really intend to treat me, Xiao Linzheng, like a criminal and restrict my freedom"

The officer also suppressed his emotions: "Young Master Xiao, please don't make it difficult for me."

The Sixth Bodhisattva of Desire at this time was different from before.

Seated in the void above the Primordial Spirit Sea, his form majestic and auspicious. Each of his two compassionate Buddha eyes ignited a strand of Samatha-Vipassana fire. The left eye's fire turned to the left, and the right eye's fire turned to the right.

The King of Bian, divinely wise, constantly refined himself during his practice of the Three Samadhis, continuously establishing his understanding of the world.

Once a low-ranking secret art, it was elevated within the divine fire. The power of inducing emotions belonging to the Six Desires Bodhisattva spread further, dancing silently and invisibly throughout Chongluan Lake under the arrangement of celestial thoughts!

Immediately, a merchant ship began to stir: "I have a whole ship full of fresh goods to transport to the Wei state. At most, they will all rot in six days. It has already been two days since we transported them from Chaoguan Prefecture here. You didn't even give us a heads-up, suddenly closed the border for three days! Do you not care about our lives or deaths"

On the ship, some people cried out in despair: "I was going to Dragon Gate Academy to take the exam. If you had told me about the closure earlier, I wouldn't have taken this route! Now it's too late, what can I do I've studied hard for ten years, who will take my place"

"Damn it, there's a murder in Fengtian Prefecture, they're going to seal the Chiwu Water Pass! What is Mirror Stage doing!"

"Crash into it, crash into it!"

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In the blink of an eye, the entire lake surface was in turmoil.

Large ships crush small ships, merchant vessels collide with warships, the sound of drawing swords, roars of rage, and cries of anguish—a scene of utter chaos!

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