I come to see Bai Yujing today

Chapter 151: Nineth Level of Qing Emperor
Li Guiwan and the Taoist-robed nun got on a luxurious carriage.

Chen Zhian was still riding his newly acquired Beiyin horse.

The wheels rolled through the bluestone street, the sound of horse hooves blended into the bustling city, and the three of them headed towards the Dali Temple.

In the carriage, Yu Su's eyes revealed a hint of joy as she stared at a colorful painting in a frame in her hand.

The self in the painting has bright eyes, white teeth, curved eyebrows, and skin as white as cream, looking quite beautiful.

"Mr. Chen's paintings are really excellent." Li Guiwan looked at the painting and said to Yu Su with a smile, "If I had known this, I would have asked him to paint for me. It is said that this man is very stubborn. There are countless people from wealthy families in Xuantianjing who want to ask him to paint, but he refused.

My manager was really lucky to get such a painting."

Nun Yu Su shook her head and said, "You didn't give me this painting for free. I exchanged the Su Shen Pill with you. In fact, you are taking advantage of me. A Su Shen Pill is not something that can be bought with six thousand taels of silver."

Li Guiwan said: "They are all things that are in short supply. The Su Shen Pill is unique to Su Shen Mountain, and this colorful painting is also a specialty of Xuan Tianjing, especially Chen Zhian's colorful painting, which is not available to ordinary people."

Yu Su nodded. She understood that what Li Guiwan said was true. "Just from seeing him today, I can tell that Mr. Chen has some pride. Moreover... his cultivation is not weak. I don't know what kind of method he has practiced. Even if I quietly used my magical powers, I couldn't see through his cultivation."

Li Guiwan said as a matter of course: "This Chen Zhian is not only a master of poetry and painting, but also a rare genius in spiritual practice. Otherwise, why would I specifically mention the seal holding matter to him? Why would I always pay attention to ordinary people?"

Yu Su said: "When you talked with him today, I felt that his character was somewhat similar to yours, quite chivalrous, willing to speak up for the general, and willing to pay a full three thousand taels of silver to compensate the livelihoods of ordinary people.

Although I haven’t been to Xuan Tianjing for many times, I know that there are too few people like this in Xuan Tianjing… As for those people who have lost their livelihoods, many people think that the government will take care of them, so why should they worry about it?”

Li Guiwan nodded in agreement.

Yu Su glanced at her and said, "It's a pity that you two have different ideas, otherwise you might become friends."

"We can be friends even if we have different ideas." Li Guiwan said, "After I take the seal, if he still wants to help the world of Dayu, I will recruit him to my fold and work with him to eliminate those rotten meats of Dayu."

"Gui Wan, do the elders of your Li family agree with your ideas?" Yu Su suddenly asked.

Li Guiwan answered frankly: "Some people agree, some don't, but among the younger generation of the Li family, I am the only one who best meets the conditions to hold the seal. The other innate figures are no match for me. If I take action, Pei Yuan, Wei Lingyu, Wang Zhiwei and others will not be able to compete with me for the position of holding the seal.

The only ones I need to be wary of are Xie You and Jiang Feiliu."

When she said this, she suddenly became confident: "If we only rely on fighting strength to win, the two of them are also not my opponents."

Little Su Nu from Sushen Mountain did not think that Li Guiwan was bragging.

She knew that Li Guiwan was not invincible in the innate realm, but it would be extremely difficult to find an innate person who could defeat her in Dayu.

Even Yu Su, when she reached the peak of her innate power, was far inferior to this young lady from the Li family in terms of combat power.

While the two were talking, the carriage had already arrived at the Dali Temple in the north city.

Today is not a day off for officials, but the Chief Justice of the Dali Temple is not in the yamen.

However, there were already people waiting at the gate of the Dali Temple.

Chen Zhian got off the horse and walked through the solemn ceremonial gate and the majestic courtyard with Li Guiwan and Yu Su. After walking for a long time, they finally arrived at a dark place.

The Dali Temple death cell was dug out on a slightly higher hill in the north city. Two men in iron armor were guarding the door with knives, giving off a sinister aura.

The person who came to greet them led the three people to open the prison door and step inside.

It was as if he had stepped into hell. The moment Chen Zhian walked into the prison, he felt a bone-chilling chill instantly envelop his entire body.

The heavy iron door opened and closed, making a dull and harsh sound that echoed in the dim space.

On both sides of the passage, the stone walls were wet and covered with dark green moss. Water droplets dripped down the stone walls and gathered on the ground to form puddles of turbid sewage.

The dim tallow lamp emitted a weak and flickering light, illuminating the passage dimly.

It seemed as if demons and ghosts would jump out of the shadow at any time.

There are very few people imprisoned in this prison, but the prisoners' painful groans and desperate cries can still be faintly heard from the deepest part.

Not to mention the prison cells separated by rough stone walls, nor the mixed smell of rot and blood, what Chen Zhian remembers most is the densely packed handwriting on the stone walls.

That was the last cry of the prisoners in despair.

Seeing such a dark place, Yu Su and Li Guiwan couldn't help but frown.

The three of them walked straight to the deepest part, where there were several iron doors.

The person who led the way opened one of the iron gates.

The three men walked in and saw that this cell was quite spacious, and was divided into two parts by a bloodstained curtain.

The guide lifted the curtain, and the expressions of the three people suddenly changed.

Because behind the curtain, there was a series of torture instruments, including knives, axes, whips, finger blades, hammers, and finger tortures.

Looking at the blood stained on these torture instruments, you can tell that they are not just for decoration.

Li Guiwan and Yu Su did not go any further inside, but just stood outside the curtain, hidden in the darkness.

Chen Zhian walked into the prison, and the person who led the way had already opened the third iron door.

Chen Zhian immediately saw a thin, hunched, disheveled figure curled up in the corner.

When the iron door sounded, the hunched body trembled and suddenly burst into loud crying.

"I admit it! I admit it!"

His voice was weak, but he seemed to be extremely frightened and his body was shaking.

Chen Zhian looked carefully and saw a pair of eyes through the scattered hair.

These eyes were already cloudy and filled with deep despair.

But these eyes... are indeed Yun Ting's eyes.

Chen Zhian was standing in front of the prison, thinking of the man in Lin Hu's memory, Yun Ting, who was riding a horse, holding a long sword in one hand and Lu Cikuan's head in the other, full of vigor and ambition...

General Yun has been in prison for more than a year and has become what he is now.

He looked like a wild man in the mountains, with his naked upper body and bones protruding from the skin, and he was extremely thin.

His body was extremely dirty and smelly, and if you looked closely, you could see countless scars densely packed all over his body.

There was even a needle inserted into the center of his forehead, surrounded by wisps of black air.

"Seize the Divine Needle."

Yu Su, who had not yet entered, frowned and spoke.

Li Guiwan's expression also changed slightly.

The Soul-Snatching Needle is an extremely rare spiritual treasure. It can be driven into the forehead and go straight through the innate fetal uterus, destroying the divine essence. The aura of the spiritual treasure will permeate the whole body.

From then on, even the slightest injury would bring horrible pain, truly excruciating pain to the bone.

Look at the torture instruments in this prison...

Li Guiwan lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking about.

Chen Zhian had already walked into the prison. He squatted down and reached out his hand, in which several oil paper packages appeared.

The person leading the way was a little nervous and was about to stop him, but then he heard Li Guiwan cough and waved at him.

The guide suddenly remembered that his master had always been strict, so he would never allow other people from noble families to enter the Dali Temple prison to take a look at Yun Ting.

After Prime Minister Song returned to Xuantianjing, the Dali Temple Shaoqing, who came from the Lu family, was also banned from entering the prison and was forbidden to contact Yun Ting.

Only this young woman came, and her family specifically instructed her not to be neglectful... So the guide stopped talking and let Chen Zhian open all the oil paper packages.

The oil paper packages contain some braised beef, a roast chicken and a roast duck.

As he came in a hurry, Chen Zhian could only buy some ordinary things from the street vendors.

Chen Zhian mixed some Xuefu Zhuyu San into these foods.

After being in prison for a long time, Chen Zhian naturally knew that his body was too weak to be nourished.

The curled up Yun Ting seemed to have all five senses damaged, and the delicious street snacks did not even make him turn his head.

Until Chen Zhian tore off a piece of chicken leg, took a few steps forward and handed it to him.

Yun Ting was in a very bad condition, and his body was still shaking slightly. But until he saw the chicken leg, the trembling eased a little, and then he turned to look at Chen Zhian.

Chen Zhian forced a smile and handed over the chicken in his hand.

Yun Ting took the meat, but his eyes were still fixed on Chen Zhian. He carefully put the chicken in his mouth and took a bite.

One bite after another.

He gnawed the chicken in his hand like a madman, and even ate too fast to the point of being out of breath.

Chen Zhian had originally prepared a pot of wine, but looking at Yun Ting's condition, he was afraid that he could not drink the wine.

So Chen Zhian could only turn around and look at the guide, asking, "Sir, do you have any clean water here?"

The guide reluctantly walked out of the prison, went to the detention room, and brought a pot of water.

Chen Zhian no longer squatted, but simply sat cross-legged in front of Yu Yunting and looked at him.

The young general who was once so heroic and killed people for the people now seems to have become a walking corpse.

Chen Zhian thought of Yun Ting mentioned by Zheng Xuanze and Lu Zhujun.

At that time, Yun Ting was a man of great righteousness. He always led the troops in battles with the enemy. He even used his own military salary to support the soldiers, opened a charity, and solved the livelihood of the veterans.

This kind of person became like this just because he killed a man-eating monster and was thrown into the Dali Temple prison.

Chen Zhian really didn't know...how a Yuque monk could be tortured into this state.

"The problem lies with the silver needle between Yun Ting's eyebrows." Chen Zhian stretched out his hand to pull out the silver needle, but after thinking about it, he put his hand down.

This silver needle is a magical treasure. If it is pulled out rashly, it may endanger Yun Ting's life.

Li Guiwan and Yu Su were waiting outside.

Chen Zhian sat cross-legged opposite Yun Ting.

Yun Ting ate the things in the oil paper packages like a wild beast.

Originally, the three of them came here to ask Yun Ting about the details.

But now it seems that Yun Ting can no longer utter a complete sentence.

The man of steel has become what he is now.

Chen Zhian looked for a long time before he stood up. His slight movement caused Yun Ting to crawl back to the corner of the cell as if he had been electrocuted.

Chen Zhian suddenly found it a little ridiculous.

The man-eating demons live high in temples and wealthy mansions, enjoying luxury and eating people’s bones.

The young general who once killed monsters now lives like a reptile in this dark place.

“They did win.”

Chen Zhian's eyes turned cold: "But it's not a complete victory yet."

He saluted Yun Ting and walked out of the prison without saying a word.

Li Guiwan glanced at Yun Ting again, and walked out of the Dali Temple death cell with Yu Su.

At the gate of Dali Temple, the ginkgo trees are tall and straight, and their golden leaves sparkle in the sunlight.

This scene contrasts sharply with the darkness in the death row.

Li Guiwan stood in front of the carriage and looked forward.

But they saw Chen Zhian was already riding on his horse, and he left the street without even saying hello to them.

His eyes were calm, as if the scenes just now had not touched his heart at all.

Li Guiwan suddenly remembered what Chen Zhian had said before.

"What if all the members of that noble family practiced evil skills?"

Thinking of this, Li Guiwan asked Yu Su beside him: "The Soul-stealing Needle...seems to require a blood and flesh sacrifice?"

Yu Su nodded.

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Chen Zhian was riding a horse on the street, with a silver needle following him.

He knew that Bai Jian was not far away, protecting his safety.

If it were any other time, he might have invited Bai Jian to try the food in Xuantianjing with him.

But today, Chen Zhian was feeling a little depressed.

He rode on like this for about a quarter of an hour, and suddenly found himself at the bank of the Huanglong River without knowing when.

It’s still the banks of the Huanglong River, still a familiar place.

Chen Zhian saw the old man carrying the shoulder pole again.

The old man stood by the river, carrying a shoulder pole and grinning at him.

"Chen Zhian, have you ever seen the demons in Xuantianjing?"

Chen Zhian nodded.

"This world is full of demons and ghosts. It's like this in Xuantianjing, Dayu, and even the whole world. Are you afraid?"

Chen Zhian lowered his head and said nothing.

The old man continued, "The earth is covered with evil miasma, and no one dares to disperse it, fearing that the fangs of evil spirits will emerge from the evil miasma and eat people. Chen Zhian, are you afraid?"

Chen Zhian remained silent.

"The demons sit high in the temple, eating people and getting fat. All the lives in the world are their nourishment for cultivation. How are you going to fight them?"

Chen Zhian finally raised his head, his eyes still calm, but the Green Emperor's sword intent suddenly dissipated from his body, waves of sword intent hung in the air, clanging, and went straight to the ninth floor.

"The Green Emperor gave birth to spring. After the frost killed all the grass, spring gave birth to all things."

"If you really want to fight them, cut off their heads and destroy them physically."

The old man laughed loudly, nodded and said: "You have already realized the edge of the sword spirit. You only need to kill a real demon ghost, and then you can find your own sword spirit!"

(End of this chapter)