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Chapter 498 Misfortune Comes Out of Mouth

"Let's go!"

At this time, Shi Sidao saw nightshade.

"You~" Shi Sidao looked at Solanum nigrum in horror.

He knows nightshade.

Although nightshade rarely shows up, he has seen nightshade beside Qingning.

"Don't talk, or you will be out of your wits." Solanum nigrum warned.

In the state of the soul, although the sound cannot be heard by ordinary people, it can still be perceived by a person with a strong cultivation base.

For example, Yu Bo who lives not far away now.

Yu Bo, who also used cultivation instead of sleeping, had already discovered the abnormalities on Shi Sidao's side.

His heart sank to the bottom of the valley, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Do you want to make a move?
He hesitated in his heart.

Shi Sidao was not only his disciple, but also the young master of Zhendao Sect. If he died like this, he really couldn't explain to the sect.

But if he made a move, then Shi Sidao might not be the only one who died.

"You don't know anything, understand?"

Just when he was hesitating, Solanum nigrum's voice appeared in his ears.

This made him even more horrified.

"I understand!"

he said dully.

Afterwards, Solanum nigrum left with Shi Sidao's soul.

Yu Bo waited quietly for a long time, until he was sure that Solanum nigrum had left, then he walked out of the room and came to Shi Sidao's room.

"idiot!"

Looking at Shi Sidao's body, he cursed secretly in his heart.

Misfortune comes out of the mouth.

Shi Sidao said what he shouldn't say, moved what he shouldn't think about, and he deserved his death.

But then Yu Bo started to have a headache.

He was worried about how to explain to Zongmen.

Of course, this is his business and has nothing to do with Solanum nigrum.

At this time, Solanum nigrum is dragging Shi Sidao's soul to the City God Temple in Kyoto.

"Venerable Solanum nigrum, this is?"

When Solanum nigrum entered Chenghuang Temple, Sui Nanguo appeared immediately.

He looked at Solanum nigrum strangely.

"I brought you a person that His Majesty said should be damned." Solanum nigrum said.

"Sent to the Underworld?" Sui Nanguo asked.

"Well, don't let him leave any traces." Solanum nigrum said.

In the fairy land, there are countless strange exercises, among which there are many means of playing with the soul.

Don't think that when a person dies, the matter is over. If the soul is not sent to the underworld, the matter is not over.

And even if they entered the underworld, they might be brought out.

Some ghost cultivators can summon the souls of the underworld through some weird means.

But compared to ghost cultivators, gods are masters at playing with souls.

In particular, the City God has the divine right to manage the souls of the living and the dead.

"I understand." Sui Nanguo nodded slightly, stretched out his hand, and directly collected Shi Sidao's soul into the domain of God.

The next thing is the matter of Sui Nanguo.

The city god has the ability to communicate with the underworld, and can send undead and ghosts into the underworld.

However, Sui Nanguo did not immediately send Shi Sidao's soul to the Underworld, but sent Shi Sidao's soul to the Underworld after erasing Shi Sidao's true spirit in the God Realm.

Although erasing the true spirit is not as thorough as Hunfeiposcatter, the soul becomes a state of chaos without the true spirit, unable to remember all the things in life.

Even if someone pulled him out of the underworld, it would be of no use at all.

The effect is similar to Mengpo soup.

……

The next morning.

Yu Bo left.

Shi Sidao was dead, although he felt a little resentful, he didn't dare to take any reckless actions.

And the matter of asking Dali for help this time naturally ended without a problem.

He didn't even see Qingning, so he hurriedly left the capital.

In the palace study.

Qing Ning came to Zheng Ming's body, and asked with some confusion: "Father, why did Master leave without saying goodbye?"

She didn't know what was going on, but she knew very well that it must have something to do with Zheng Ming.

Zheng Ming looked at her depressed little face and said with a smile: "Then why don't you ask your master?"

Qing Ning lowered her head, pinching the corner of her clothes with her pale jade hands.

This little girl's attitude makes her look extra cute, and it also shows the complexity of her heart.

Zheng Ming stepped forward, took her arm, sat on the chair beside him, and poured her a cup of tea himself.

"Some things are more complicated than you think. The Zhendao Sect involves the pattern of the eastern part of the Tongxian Inner Sea, and the pattern of the eastern part of the Tongxian Inner Sea affects the pattern of the entire Northwest Territory."

"Although I, Dali, live in a remote corner, I am still in the Northwest Territory after all. If I rashly intervene in the affairs of the Zhendao Sect, it may involve a lot of trouble."

Zheng Ming didn't say anything about Shi Sidao, he just explained why he didn't help Zhendao Sect.

"Qing Ning understands, but the master respects him." Qing Ning said with some entanglement.

Obviously she still recognized Bo as a master.

Yu Bo really treats her very well, maybe it's because of the Dali Dynasty behind her, but no matter what the reason is, Qingning can feel Yu Bo's love for her.

After all, Qing Ning was too naive.

Growing up in the palace, she didn't experience too much worldly sophistication, and didn't understand the dangers of the world. Even if she went to the Zhendao Sect, she was protected by Solanum nigrum, and she never suffered a little bit of grievance.

In contrast, Cheng Ming's personality was much deeper, so he asked to leave the palace to build the mansion, and was named King Ming by Zheng Ming. rise.

The growth brought about by tempering is far more mature than that of Qingning.

"Don't worry, your master is a master at the peak of Dao Realm, even if the True Dao Sect is destroyed, he will be safe." Zheng Ming comforted.

Qing Ning pouted and nodded slightly.

Seeing that she was still looking unhappy, Zheng Ming thought for a while and said, "If you feel bored in the palace, Father can let you join the Governor's Mansion."

"But you can only be a personal guard."

He no longer intends to let Qingning return to the Taoist sect.

They all killed the suzerain's son, and then sent their own daughter there, isn't it just looking for trouble?

Qing Ning was taken aback for a moment, then her eyes lit up, and she said, "Is it possible?"

"Of course." Zheng Ming smiled.

This girl is not a sentimental character, it is not an exaggeration to say that she is heartless.

As long as she is not allowed to stay in the palace, she will definitely be overjoyed.

"Thank you, father." Qing Ning really smiled, and the previous unhappiness disappeared in an instant.

Zheng Ming chuckled lightly, and said to Xiao Fuzi: "You take Qingning to find Yuan Hualing, and ask Qingning to be her bodyguard."

"Here!" Xiao Fuzi responded immediately.

Zheng Ming said to Qingning again: "Yuan Hualing is the number one Valkyrie of our Dali, follow her and learn hard, and Qingning will become my Valkyrie of Dali in the future."

"Valkyrie!"

Upon hearing this title, Qing Ning's eyes shone brilliantly.

Obviously, this title has great appeal to her.

"Qing Ning will definitely not disappoint his father's expectations."

"Go." Zheng Ming said with a smile.

When Xiao Fuzi left with Qingning, Zheng Ming shook his head slightly and sighed softly.

The little girl has grown up, but she is still too innocent.

In the fairy land, the strong are respected, and the fittest survive in the cultivation world. Being too simple is not a good thing.

The reason why he arranged Qing Ning beside Yuan Hua Ling was that he hoped that Yuan Hua Ling could change Qing Ning's mind.

It is a good thing for Qingning to have the opportunity to see blood and kill people on the battlefield.

……

Zheng Ming didn't care how Zhendaozong reacted to Shi Sidao's death.

The chaotic situation in the Northwest Territory will not affect Dali for the time being.

Today, Dali Kyoto is still bustling and noisy.

As the cultivator contest continued, Kyoto became more and more lively.

In his spare time, Zheng Ming also went to watch the arena and experience the enthusiasm of folk practitioners.

I have to say that the genius is among the people.

One by one, the geniuses from the folk beheaded their heads in the competition and won countless cheers.

The rise of the grassroots has always been something that inspires the hearts of the people. With the rise of more and more geniuses from the people, many ordinary practitioners seem to empathize with them and feel extremely excited.

In particular, many outstanding talents have been summoned and rewarded by Zheng Ming, which is even more yearning for ordinary practitioners.

And this competition also won Zheng Ming and Chaotang a lot of popular support. Unfortunately, the system is still in the process of upgrading, so it is impossible to determine how much luck they have gained.

Finally, more than a month passed slowly.

In late March of the 25th year of Huaxia.

The finals of Dali's first martial arts competition for practitioners have begun.

There are only two contestants left in the junior high school and high school divisions, and they will compete for the final champion today.

The blue sky is cloudless, the sun is warm but not hot, and the occasional breeze blows by, which not only makes people feel refreshed.

When the first rays of sunlight broke through the shackles of the earth in the early morning and shone on the majestic capital city, countless practitioners walked out of the room and gathered in the arena.

The huge arena was full of spectators who came to watch the match, and crowds gathered outside the arena too, bustling, shoulder to shoulder, overcrowded.

Today must be the busiest day since Dali entered Kyoto.

Cultivators overwhelmingly gathered together, if a little riot broke out here, it would definitely be a disaster.

In order to maintain order, almost all forces were mobilized in the Temple of Worship and the Governor's Mansion, and even the Xiantai Building was mobilized.

Dozens of flying boats were floating above the sky, and a venerable celestial being looked down vigilantly at the dark crowd below.

Such a spectacular scene is not common even in the entire Northwest Territory.

On this special day, Zheng Ming didn't slack off either. He got up early in the morning and left the palace with Wei Yu in the imperial chariot, slowly heading towards the arena outside the city.

Although he had been there many times before, but they all went there with his identity hidden. This time it was different. Not only did he go, but he also wanted to put on the emperor's pomp and visit in person.

wow wow~~
Thick iron armor friction.

The Praetorian Guards marched slowly down the wide streets.

Seeing such a scene, countless ordinary people immediately moved out of the way.

Zheng Ming never likes ostentation, so he rarely walks in the capital with great fanfare.

It should be the first time for Zheng Ming to see the emperor traveling like this.

As the imperial chariot slowly approached, the people gathered on both sides of the street bowed and said: "Saint Emperor Wanan!"

The sound of pilgrimage is like thunder roaring, and the sound spreads for hundreds of miles, endlessly.

Sitting on the imperial car, Zheng Ming looked at the people on both sides with a gentle smile on his face, while Wei Yu next to him was holding Zheng Ming's hand nervously.

(End of this chapter)