I Killed Gods and Demons in Song Dynasty

Chapter 250 Goodbye Three Heroes and Five Gallants
Before dawn, the night in Bianliang City was depressing, and the tense atmosphere of impending storm was everywhere.

The soldiers on the city wall held torches with grim expressions. The sounds of patrolling footsteps could be heard one after another. The entire city had been tightly sealed off, like a giant beast with its claws spread out, vigilantly watching every inch of land.

In a secret room in the Grand Tutor's Mansion, Pang Yu stood respectfully against the wall, his heart in turmoil, unable to calm down.

He couldn't help but recall the twisted rules in the prison. The power that seemed to completely rewrite the entire space made him shudder.

Zhao Dezhao sat on the main seat, holding a teacup in his hand. The tea had already gone cold, but he didn't even touch it.

His eyes fell on Pang Yu who was standing opposite him, and his voice was low and cold:
"Pang Yu, the incident at Hualongchi not only affects our plans, but it will also cause a lot of trouble if Zhao Zhen's disappearance is exposed."

There was a hint of oppression in Zhao Dezhao's tone, causing Pang Yu to break out in a cold sweat.

He knew very well that although the old man in front of him seemed calm and indifferent in the court, he was actually ruthless and would never tolerate failure.

Although he is a favored one of the Faceless Immortal and has many powerful trump cards blessed by divine power, he is only a warrior of the second realm after all. The gap between him and the Grandmaster Hunyuan in front of him is as huge as the difference between heaven and earth.

Pang Yu raised his head and glanced at Zhao Dezhao, then said with a pleasing look:
"Your Majesty, rest assured. The current Zhao Zhen is just an ordinary old man who looks like the emperor. Without evidence, who would believe his one-sided words?
"Moreover, I have mobilized all the troops in Bianliang to block all the roads in the city and will never let Zhao Zhen escape. As long as he is still in the city, I will search everywhere and will definitely capture him!"

Zhao Dezhao narrowed his eyes slightly, tapped the armrest of the chair with his fingers, and made a low sound:
"I will only give you three days. If Zhao Zhen is not found within three days, you should know the consequences."

Pang Yu's heart trembled, and he quickly responded:
"I understand!"

After saying this, he bowed and withdrew, personally supervising the city-wide search, mobilizing the imperial guards, eunuch masters, and the private soldiers of the Pang Mansion, from the inner city to the outer city, from the homes of wealthy people to the nests of refugees, searching one by one, leaving no corner untouched.

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At the same time, in the city of Bianliang, lights were on everywhere, and the streets and alleys were filled with patrolling soldiers. Torches were wandering like long dragons, and low shouts and hurried footsteps could be heard from time to time in the streets and alleys.

The atmosphere in the city was as tense as a bow, with murderous intent looming, but no one knew that a drama that affected the fate of the country was quietly unfolding.

In this heavily blockaded city, Li Qingyun carried Zhao Zhen on his back, his steps light and his figure blended into the darkness like a ghost.

Gray mist kept flashing in his eyes, his divination power kept flowing, and the invisible energy intertwined into a network, allowing him to take in the patrol routes around him.

Every step he took was just right, as fast as a civet cat, yet he avoided all patrolling soldiers without leaving a trace.

Zhao Zhen lay on Li Qingyun's body. Although he was wearing coarse linen clothes and looked a little listless, as a king, his demeanor remained undiminished.

At this moment, he looked at this calm and composed young man and couldn't help but be secretly shocked.

"Lord Li, the city of Bianliang is full of Zhao Dezhao's spies and troops, but you were able to lead me to avoid them so easily. Could it be that you are a prophet?"

Zhao Zhen asked softly, and although there was some tentativeness in his tone, there was more praise and admiration.

Li Qingyun smiled slightly and whispered as he walked:
"It's just a trivial trick. Your Majesty, thank you for your praise. Although I can save your life temporarily, the current situation is still not optimistic. Let's think about what to do next."

Zhao Zhen frowned slightly and asked in a low voice:
"What do you think, Li Aiqing?"

Li Qingyun said slowly:
“Although the emperor is still alive, there is currently no substantial evidence to prove that Zhao Dezhao usurped the throne and murdered the emperor.

"Now there are two emperors in Bianliang City, one real and one fake. It is not easy to convince the people of the world to tell the truth. It is difficult to convince the ministers and the people of the world with just our one-sided statements.

"Moreover, Zhao Dezhao is supported by Grand Tutor Pang Ji and assisted by conspirators like Pang Yu. Their power is intertwined and complex. If we act rashly without solid evidence, the situation may get worse."

Zhao Zhen's eyes darkened when he heard this, and a thoughtful expression appeared on his face:
"Lord Li is right. I have just escaped death and have not had time to think about so many things.

"Although I have been saved by you, I am indeed powerless to regain the throne.

"What's more, the court is probably under the control of Zhao Dezhao. I...sigh!"

He sighed, his voice revealing deep helplessness and self-blame.

Li Qingyun saw this, his eyes flickered slightly, and continued:
“I don’t understand the affairs of the court, but I feel that in the current situation, only by relying on the power of authority can we pave the way for the emperor to regain control of the situation.

"Excuse me, Your Majesty, who do you trust most in the court?"

Zhao Dezhao was slightly stunned, then nodded and said:
"The only person in the court who dared to speak out and was not afraid of power was Longtu Pavilion Grand Secretary and Kaifeng Prefecture Governor Bao Zheng.

“If we talk about those who are loyal and have extraordinary martial arts skills, they would probably be Mu Guiying and Lady She from the Yang family of Tianbo Mansion.

“If we can get their help, maybe things will be much easier.

"Especially Mr. Bao, who is not only known as an upright official, but also extremely intelligent and able to get along with everyone. If I can get his help, I will have a chance to revive the situation for me.

"But... Zhao Dezhao has a huge influence, and I don't know what his current situation is."

The two of them took advantage of the night and walked through the narrow alleys. They eventually bypassed the patrol lines and arrived at the headquarters of the Changle Gang - the Hero Building.

Li Qingyun brought Zhao Zhen into a secret room in the Hero Building with ease.

The candlelight here is dim, the walls are solid, and the runes engraved on them flicker, emitting rich spiritual fluctuations. It is obvious that they have been blessed by layers of magic arrays and are like a solid wall of iron and steel.

This used to be the secret room where Li Yingqi practiced martial arts. It was extremely well concealed and had been specially reinforced. Even if a master of the fifth realm came, it would take some effort to break in.

Zhao Zhen looked around, then looked at Li Qingyun with complicated eyes, and suddenly asked:

"Lord Li, I no longer have the dragon veins to protect me. You risked so much to save me and even hid me here. Aren't you afraid that Zhao Dezhao would track me down and implicate your Changle Gang?"

Li Qingyun smiled lightly, but his tone was extremely confident:
"Your Majesty is worrying too much.

"Even if Zhao Dezhao and Pang Yu suspect me, they probably won't be able to find evidence for a while. And there are probably several land immortals watching them. Now that their plans have been thwarted, I believe they won't dare to really tear their faces apart and cause a stir, arousing suspicion.

"In this Bianliang city, the safest place is the Changle Gang. This place is under my nose, and any movement will not be hidden from my ears and eyes. As for Zhao Dezhao and Pang Yu, even if they really find this place, I have a way to make them pay for it."

After saying this, he flipped his hands, golden light flowed in his palms, and formed a mysterious seal.

Runes flew out from his fingertips and quickly formed a transparent barrier around the secret room.

Inside the barrier, the aura was completely blocked, as if cutting off the connection between heaven and earth.

This is exactly the method of "drawing a prison on the ground" taught by He Xiangu.

"I will use the 'Draw a Prison' method to completely isolate this place. Although this place is small, it is more secretive and safer than any other place. As long as the emperor does not leave this circle, even if the Grandmaster Hunyuan comes, he will not be able to do anything to you."

After Li Qingyun finished speaking, he glanced around to confirm that the formation was correct, then slowly turned to look at Zhao Zhen, "Your Majesty, please be patient. I will go to see Mr. Bao in Kaifeng Prefecture to discuss and find another solution."

Zhao Zhen looked around, feeling the mystery of the rune barrier, and couldn't help but feel admiration in his heart.

He sighed:
"Lord Li, you are so young, yet you have such strategy and ability. I am really ashamed that I have been in office for so long, but I have not discovered such a genius as you." He paused, turned his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "If I can really return to the throne one day, I will not let you down!"

Li Qingyun smiled slightly when he heard this, and said nothing more. He just bowed slightly, turned around and left the secret room, disappeared into the night, and headed straight for Kaifeng Prefecture.

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The sky was turning pale, the wind was as cold as a knife, and the footsteps of the patrol soldiers all over the city sounded like drumbeats, beating loudly in people's hearts.

Li Qingyun's figure shuttled through the alleys like a ghost. His steps were light and silent, and his breath was restrained. Although he was walking in the human world, he seemed to have transcended this world.

Soon, he arrived at the Kaifeng government office.

With his current cultivation and divination skills, he could completely avoid all ears and eyes and sneak into Bao Zheng's study without being noticed. However, at a corner, he stopped, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing an imperceptible smile.

His restrained aura suddenly expanded, like a star that suddenly appeared in the night sky, instantly attracting the attention of several figures in the yamen.

"Who!" an old but majestic voice shouted, with a sharp murderous aura.

Then, another young and clear voice followed: "Who is so bold as to sneak into the government office!"

Li Qingyun laughed when he heard this, and walked into the area illuminated by the lights as fast as the wind.

His face appeared in the dim light, his features were clear, and his eyes were filled with the joy of reunion after a long absence:

"Uncle Jiang, Brother Three, Brother Yunrui, it's me! I'm Qingyun!"

The figures of "Flipping River Rat" Jiang Ping, "White-browed Hero" Xu Liang and "Jade-faced Little Bodhidharma" Bai Yunrui all rushed out from the corner. In an instant, the three of them were stunned, their eyes full of unbelievable shock.

"Li Qingyun!"

Jiang Ping's voice trembled slightly and his lips moved a few times, as if he couldn't believe his eyes.

"Qingyun, you...you are not dead!"

Bai Yunrui rushed to Li Qingyun, patted his shoulder, looked at him carefully, and said in surprise and joy, "It's really you!"

Xu Liang could no longer hold back his tears, and stepped forward to grab Li Qingyun's hand, his voice choking with sobs:
"You green-balled bastard, we all thought...we thought you..."

"Don't worry, Third Brother, I'm still strong."

Li Qingyun patted Xu Liang's hand, and the three of them smiled at each other.

Xu Liang and Bai Yunrui both came back to their senses from their excitement and saw that Li Qingyun in front of them was calmer than before, and exuded an indescribable aura of pressure. It was obvious that his cultivation had improved, and the two were sincerely happy.

Bai Yunrui's face was filled with joy, and his eyes were slightly red:

"Qingyun, you disappeared for half a year without a word. We were really worried about you. Where have you been for the past six months? How did you learn such an amazing skill?"

Li Qingyun smiled slightly and briefly described his experience of practicing in Longhu Mountain and investigating the conspiracy of the war between gods after faking his death. Finally, he said in a deep voice:

"Thank goodness, I was able to find Qiu Wang and Zhu Chengxi by chance, and kill them myself, avenging Fourth Brother Lu.

"But Xiao Wuli is still at large, and the culprit has not yet been brought to justice."

Hearing this, Xu Liang and Bai Yunrui's eyes flashed with satisfaction, and Bai Yunrui clenched his fist and said:
"Well done! Qiu Wang was so cunning that he framed Fourth Brother Lu in order to hold the God's Descent Ceremony. He must not be let off!"

Xu Liang heard the hidden meaning in Li Qingyun's words and asked:
"Qingyun, you said there is a culprit behind the God's Descent Ceremony? Who is it?"

Li Qingyun's eyes were stern:
"It was Pang Yu from the Grand Tutor's Mansion. He was the one favored by the Faceless Immortal. He was the one who manipulated everything behind the God's Descent Ceremony. He also found the Qingqiu Fox Clan that appeared at the critical moment of the God's Descent.

"This man's conspiracy goes far beyond this. I came to Kaifeng Prefecture to seek an audience with Lord Bao and report these things to him."

Xu Liang and Bai Yunrui looked at each other and nodded at the same time:

"Okay! In that case, you can come with us..."

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In the study room of Kaifeng Mansion, the light was dim, reflecting on the mountains of files, and the room was full of the atmosphere of books.

Bao Zheng sat behind his desk, working on documents with his head down. Although it was already past four o'clock in the morning, he did not look tired at all.

His iron-like face exuded a kind of majesty that was intimidating without even being angry, which made people feel awe.

"Master Bao, Qingyun is here to pay his respects."

As the low announcement sounded, Bao Zheng raised his head, raised his eyebrows, and a rare look of joy appeared on his face.

"Li Qingyun!"

Bao Zheng put down his pen, stood up, and said with a hint of surprise in his eyes, "You are really still alive!"

Li Qingyun stepped forward and saluted:

"I pay my respects to Mr. Bao!"

Bao Zheng looked at Li Qingyun carefully. He saw that although he was young, he had a calm look and a more extraordinary temperament. He couldn't help but sigh:

"I heard from Mourinho that you faked your death and escaped, but I don't know where you went. I thought we would never see each other again. Today I learned that you are safe and sound. It is really a blessing from heaven!"

Li Qingyun smiled slightly: "Thank you for your concern, Mr. Bao."

Then, he sealed off this space with the Hongmeng purple energy, and then recounted the various conspiracies of Zhao Zhen's imprisonment, Zhao Dezhao's usurpation of the throne, and Pang Yu's collusion with the evil god, with clear words and distinct logic.

After Bao Zheng heard this, his expression gradually became heavy. After thinking for a moment, he said:

"This is a serious matter. Can you guarantee that everything you said is true?"

Li Qingyun did not hesitate:
"The Emperor is currently in the hiding place I have arranged for him, and he can come forward to testify at any time."

Bao Zheng shook his head:

"Even if what you said is true, things are not that simple..."

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(End of this chapter)